#greeting from the gays

[candytuft-whimsing]

Another practice piece

Designs based off @havanillas Merman Aventurine AU bc I have been eating it up every time it lands on my dash.

[ink-shaming]

Morning after a fly fishing trip 🎣

[kissykalachuchi]

bakugou katsuki was born on weed day 420 and he's in love with a boy the color of weed (green midoriya izuku)

oh my bkd i figured it out

[happyendingsong]

https://x.com/onlylovewakana/status/1825179001092211075

https://x.com/maskedridernile/status/1825154845889962101

https://x.com/Toga_tjpw/status/1825392487059562952

[misterbirdwing]

"Oh dear! I'm terribly sorry for jumping, though you frightened me!"

"It is quite alright, small fairy. I mean you no harm, I can assure it. You may call me Fry."

"I see, well my name is Elwynn. I am terribly sorry to bring our conversation askew so early, but as a costumer myself, I have to ask about yours! You look simply incredible, I must say!"

"Ah, Elwynn, my friend, you have mistaken me. I bare no costume, you see. My gills and my frills are simply how I was born."

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry for assuming! I don't see other species often, coming out to the water like this is quite the rare occurrence for one as reclusive as me."

"Wynn, do not let it guilt you. I rather approaches such as your own than those of fear I tend to garner. Do come closer, will you? My vision is faulty out of water."

"Poor thing, why is it you require to see me better? Do I have something on my mask?"

"Do not fret, you do not, I simply wish to admire your charm through less of a hazy blur."

[caramelmochacrow]

thinking abt 3 of my friends from. like. 3 years ago??? (idk anymore) and how they reacted so calmly to me coming out as trans when i was half unsure abt myself. like, !?!?!?!? WHAT. i literally told them i wanted to be a guy and they were chill abt it. like, so chill.

i wish i remembered that before i did some crazy mind gymnastics to make me think i wasnt. but eh im alright w it now.

[jonathanbyersphd]

Sometimes I listen to Tolerate It and think of Will Byers because I like pain I guess

[theinfinitedivides]

Jang Hyun to Yeon Joon and the rest of the group he brought to the kisaeng house: you know him already, don't you? this is Ryang Eum, my friend. the best singer in Joseon

Gil Chae: *greets him*

Ryang Eum:

[hellfireeddiemunson]

Customers at my work have one more chance before I explode today oh my god

[astramachina]

the fall guy looks like one of those movies that would be so much better if it was gay. like it looks fun, but like. imagine if the director was some stuck up twink or the stuntman was a super buff lady.

[redbuckethat]

Cat King's introduction is so iconic.

He sends an army of cats to greet you. Those cats eat a man. He transforms from cat to human. He kidnaps you in an instant. He calls you out for being a gay, repressed twink in love with your best friend. He gives you a bracelet. He tries to fuck you. He tells you to count some cats (not a euphemism).

[rafeacs]

Best Friend Rafe x Reader Boat Day

Warnings: None (yet), fluff, soft rafe, yearning

“AH! What are you doing here?!” You screamed in utter fright as you stepped into your room, only to see Rafe lying on your bed. You were fresh from the shower and not at all expecting a presence to be waiting for you. 

“You haven’t seen me in a week, and that’s how you greet me?” Rafe questioned as he sat up, resisting a smirk to rise on his lips as you were only covered by a skimpy white towel. You roll your eyes and sigh, a smile coming to your lips, moving to your vanity to do your after-shower rituals, not at all conscious of your lack of clothing because you and your best friend Rafe were used to such scenes. 

“Seriously, what are you doing here?” You questioned, eyes locking with ocean one through the mirror where Rafe studied you as you lathered your face with differing products. “I haven’t seen you in a week. What? You didn’t miss me at all?” He raised his brow, and you laughed at the pretend hurt on his face. “How were the Bahamas?” You asked and stood, disregarding his question, and instead went to your closet to find something to wear. “Fine. It’d be better if you came,” He shrugged and peaked as you tried to decide what to wear. Catching the way you bent down to wear your underwear and shorts, your body still covered by a towel. Any sense of boundaries in your friendship seemed to disappear after years of knowing one another. Rafe smirked as you stepped out of your closet wearing one of his shirts that you stole from him. 

You sat next to him in bed, “It was a family vacation; I didn’t want to impose.” You shrugged. “So what’d you do while I was away? Sniff my shirts because you just miss me that much?” You scoffed a laugh and rolled your eyes at the smirk on his lips. “Sure, yeah, I just stared into your picture, counting down the days until you came back.” You went along with his bit. Rafe bit his lip and hoped you were telling the truth, but alas, he could only dream. 

“No, I uh— I mostly just stayed home, baked a bit. And played tennis; there’s a new instructor at the club; he’s cute— really great at tennis, too.” Rafe was quick to grow tense at your words, jealousy quickly spiking in him. “But he’s gay, so…” You added, and that eased the green-eyed monster in him. “Hm, what you wanna do today?” Rafe asked, wanting to change the subject. 

“Mm… I dunno, I kinda want to go to the beach.” You say, and Rafe nodded, “Then let’s go,” he quickly said. “But I also kinda just wanna hang out here,” You said, indecisive. “Then let’s hang out here,” Rafe responded, willing to do anything just as long you were in his company. You sighed and pursed your lips. “I don’t know, you pick!” You exclaimed, Rafe amused by your inability to make even the most measliest of decisions. 

“Wanna go on the boat? We could sail around, get some food, and catch the sunset,” He proposed and smiled as you eagerly nodded. Going to your closet to change your attire once more, Rafe shuffled in your room to get one of your bags and pack some things he knew you would need. “What book do you want?” He asked as he placed some towels in your bag, already anticipating you’d want to bring a book for the day, as you always did. “The one by my nightstand!” You yelled from the closet, trying to decide what color bathing suit to wear. Rafe took the book into his hand and smiled as he saw that you used a photo booth picture of the two of you as your bookmark.

Rafe squired you around town, getting the necessary things for your day in the boat—a lunch from your favorite restaurant and a pint of your favorite ice cream. When you arrived at the marina, Rafe could practically feel your excitement. He was quick to disembark his truck and open the door for you, swinging your bag on his shoulder as he escorted you to his family’s boat. As the sun rose higher and higher and the view of the island drew further, you and Rafe decided to have your lunch, but before the two of you could eat, you stepped and appeared with a giant thing of sunscreen in your hands. 

“I wanna eat,” Rafe grumbled as you sat next to him, placing sunscreen on his face. Your soft hands sent chills down his spine no matter how blaring the island sun was. He kept on complaining, saying he didn’t need sunscreen, but it did nothing to hinder you from traveling your hands along his chest and back as you applied for protection from the sun. “Men don’t need sunscreen,” Rafe grumbled as he watched you apply more of the lotion on his forearms. “You say that, but even men are not immune to melanoma,” You chirped, “Okay, all done!” You said you applied sunscreen to yourself as well; Rafe was waiting for you to finish before he started to eat. 

“Can you get my back?” You innocently asked, handing Rafe the tube. Rafe swallowed as you turned your back to him. Trying not to succumb to his urges because it would surely be obvious from the swimming trunks he wore. Rafe messaged the sunscreen on your back and marveled at how soft your skin was, resisting his urges to ‘accidentally’ pull the string of your bikini top and let his fingers trail further your frame. “Al— All done,” Rafe struggled to say after a moment, taking his time to spread the lotion all over your back, savoring each moment you let him touch your skin. 

You nodded and settled to his side as they both started to have lunch, but first, you took out a baby wipe and cleaned your hands. Rafe smiled fondly as you held his hands to clean them. He just loved how you fussed over him, how you were the only one who genuinely cared about his well-being. 

The afternoon was spent with you and Rafe lounging on the deck of the boat. Rafe pointed your view to the setting sun, and your back was settled against his chest as you read him your book. Rafe had no idea about the words you uttered. All he focused upon was the feel of your frame flushed against his, your voice that soothed his mind, and the fantasy that perhaps one day, you two could be more than just mere best friends. 

[jadeneppy]

Welp

[fromgoy2joy]

I sat next to the protest today.

I wrote fan-fiction about two gay jewish dads raising children to the play list of the chant- "No peace on stolen land!" on an American college campus. It isn't a name brand one either, nor does it have any legitimate ties to Israel. The anger is just there- it has rotten these future doctors, nurses, teachers, and members of society.

I don't even know what to call their demonstration- it was a tizzy of a Jew hatred affair. At points, there were empathetic statements about Gazans and their suffering. Then outright support of Hamas and violent resistance against all colonizers. Then this bizarre fixation on antisemitism while explaining the globalists are behind everything.

"Antisemitism doesn't exist. Not in the modern day," A professor gloated over a microphone in front of the library. "It's a weaponized concept, that's prevents us from getting actual places- ignore anyone who tells you otherwise."

"How can we be antisemitic?" A pasty white girl wearing a red Jordanian keffiyeh gloats five minutes later. "Palestinians are the actual semites."

"there is only one solution!" The crowd of over 50 students and faculty cried, over and over.

"Been there, done that," I thought, then added a reference to a mezuza in the fourth paragraph.

Two other Jewish students passed where I was parked out, hunching and trying to be as innocuous as possible. We laughed together at my predicament, where I am willingly hearing this bullshit and feeling so amused by this.

"Am I crazy? For sitting here?" I asked them. My friends shook their heads.

"We did the same last week- it's an amazing experience, isn't it?”

We all cackled hysterically again. They left to study for finals. Two minutes later, I learned from the current speaker that “Zionism” is behind everything bad in this world.

Forty-five minutes in, a boy I recognized joined me on my lonely bench. He came from a very secular Jewish family and had joined Hillel recently to learn more about his culture. His first Seder was two nights ago.

He sat next to me, heavy like the weight of the world was on his shoulders. There was just this despondent look on his face. I couldn’t describe it anyone else, but just sheer hopelessness personified.

“They hate us. I can’t believe how much they hate us.” He said in greeting.

And for the first time all day, I had no snarky response or glib. All I could do was stare out into the crowd, and sigh.

[art]

Meet the Artist: @nooskadraws

Greetings! I’m Aleksander (he/him), also known as nooska, and I’m a trans gay illustrator from the U.K. Historical fiction, fashion, and fantasy are my cup of tea. I’m currently working on my first ever graphic novel entitled “Ancestree” set to be published by Oni Press: a queer Victorian gothic tale filled with plant ghosts. My hope for my art is to draw more beautiful trans people with inspiration drawn from my Belarusian upbringing and its folklore. When not making art, I can be found curled in an armchair reading, taking a nature walk in the hope of being found by the Fey, or rolling dice with friends.

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