#homosexuality >>> stress

[xdreamie]

new year: 😓

thinking about dnf new year kiss: 😍

[acepsychic100]

Some more misc Negligible Self doodles I had in my files but never posted! (fic by @homosexual-fanfiction )

Fun fact: the bottom one is the first drawing I ever made for it ^^

(Still haven't had a chance to read the final chapter, I'm dying to get to it)

[dirt-str1der]

Theres no season 4 because theyre too scared to animate the canon gay couple. They know its going to change the dr stone mrm ecosystem forever

[polysyndetonaddictsupportgroup]

I found sea glass gardens yesterday and it’s so amazing!!! I love how you write all of the characters, especially yuuta (he wasn't one of my faves before but he might be now🤭). Also the effects of reversed cursed energy on him are so interesting! and I giggle everytime when the "power of love" comes up in any context lmao it never gets old.

Also Maki and Tsumiki at the end ugghhhh

I’m just straight up proselytizing for okkotsu yuuta at this point. he is so unwell he enchants me I’m so glad you like him too

The Geto versus Yuuta fight is so endlessly funny to me. POV you’ve spent a decade amassing power as a special grade sorcerer second only to gojo satoru only to get your shit rocked by this clinically anxious sixteen year old in desperate need of a Xanax prescription who got so hopped up on the Power of Loving His Friends that he unlocked his beam attack. Like Yuuta was honestly SO unwell during that final fight. Geto kept trying to do his Big Villain Philosophical Monologue and Yuuta was just going after him with this cocaine addict mania like “The Only Thing In This World I Care About Is Making Sure You’re Not In It Anymore I Am Going To Beat You To Death” baby girl was not okay. I started dropping the power of love gag in chapter one and it wasn’t meant to go on for this long but i find it too funny to stop.

Yuuta, who has a history of loving people passionately and needing to kill someone about it, suddenly experiencing an irrational and all consuming emotional connection with someone who was just terribly hurt by some really huge assholes: oh god oh no oh fuck I may need to kill someone about this

Meanwhile, Maki, meeting someone who hates her family as much as she does and who is willing to fuck up their heirlooms just to spite them: oh no I hope this doesn’t awaken anything in me

[zakuryoishi]

im feeling the inexplicable need to have a kiyama hiroto keychain rn

[koifishanonymous]

> goes on for you tab

> 1st post: neil gaiman is homophobic actually

> closes for you tab

[intertexts-moving]

hi ros i read that article and then rabbitholed about on teen vogue for a bit and then went to look up queer asian media and i have a few i wanna watch but im here 2 ask if u have any especial movie recommendations that u love? (ik a lot of the recs i saw r shows but i do not have the time for shows rn 😔)

hiiiii miso!!! hmm... movies that i love... hdfgdkgf i. actually. am the exact opposite i don't usually watch movies but. i do have a couple that are dear to me!

bangkok love story is a tragic action thai film from like... 2007? it's absolutely a classic & it's... really good. hits hard.

moonlit winter is like, absolute tonal whiplash compared 2 bangkok love story. it's a very slow, delicate, gentle korean film ab. a mother & her daughter & lesbianism & lost first loves & the way light reflects off the snow in winter. it's absolutely one of my favorite films ever.

the handmaiden is like. so successful, it's a park chan-wook film, u probably know ab it or have seen it. but. its so fucking good!!!! psychological thriller about women in 1930s korea!!!!! god!! insane movie!!!

honorable mentions that i haven't seen but have been recommended: suk suk (elderly taiwanese gay men), your name engraved here (tragedy? drama? ab two boys in boarding school in the 80s / the way they process that as adults), egghead and twinkie (not asian cinema, but centering on a asian american lesbian + her queer bestfriend's coming of age, road trip story)!

[jarvis-cockhead]

[yournewfriendshouse]

after five years you probs won’t see this OP but if you do please thank your husband for me

this is brilliant, and it also works with the blubber/wetsuit theory that my psych at the pain clinic uses to describe [what your husband has now irrevocably labelled in my mind as] forks. The more emotional blubber we have, the easier we’re going to cope with shit, through the sake of insulation, and the less we have, the more hostile our environment will be and the less we’ll be able to deal with both our interior and exterior struggles

I don’t know if I’m explaining this right because it’s been a very long 48 hours but…so the blubber itself or your emotional wetsuit are things that gird us emotionally and they can be really simple and transient (but still significant in a world of forks) like successfully doing a task, getting positive feed back on a task, and hugs…or a lot more complex and permanent stuff like guarenteed shelter, regular food, healthy and supportive relationships, they all help us weather out life and help us as humans be more well balanced as individual and basically more able to deal with life…and forks

so that fits Really Fucking Well with the fork theory because the thicker your wetsuit or blubber or whatever you want to call it, the less damage a fork is going to be able to do to you, unless it’s a really big or particularly pointy one

hope this makes sense!

Have I told y’all about my husband’s Fork Theory?  If I did already, pretend I didn’t, I’m an old.

So the Spoon Theory is a fundamental metaphor used often in the chronic pain/chronic illness communities to explain to non-spoonies why life is harder for them. It’s super useful and we use that all the time. But it has a corollary.  You know the phrase, “Stick a fork in me, I’m done,” right? Well, Fork Theory is that one has a Fork Limit, that is, you can probably cope okay with one fork stuck in you, maybe two or three, but at some point you will lose your shit if one more fork happens.  A fork could range from being hungry or having to pee to getting a new bill or a new diagnosis of illness. There are lots of different sizes of forks, and volume vs. quantity means that the fork limit is not absolute. I might be able to deal with 20 tiny little escargot fork annoyances, such as a hangnail or slightly suboptimal pants, but not even one “you poked my trigger on purpose because you think it’s fun to see me melt down” pitchfork.

This is super relevant for neurodivergent folk. Like, you might be able to deal with your feet being cold or a tag, but not both. Hubby describes the situation as “It may seem weird that I just get up and leave the conversation to go to the bathroom, but you just dumped a new financial burden on me and I already had to pee, and going to the bathroom is the fork I can get rid of the fastest.”

[paranoidkid]

I need something either profoundly delusional or profoundly homosexual to happen to me soon

[maykitz]

reading a book from 1962 proclaiming the tiny percentage of "true" homosexuals should be left alone as a disabled minority but that the real problem is the growing epidemic of socially contagion'ed young people who only feel gay because of societal stress, mental problems and the derogation of women and that homosexual extremists ought to accept the reasonable compromise of not being actively persecuted in exchange for the institution of a conversion therapy-first approach plus laws that protect vulnerable impressionable children from being infected by a trend that will lead to psychological and physical damage

[danexist]

Well that explains it. I am not going to conversion therapy to fix migraines. It’s an excuse to get out of social events and sports carnivals!

it’s the price we pay for being sexy as fuck

[exopelagic]

I am baking cake at midnight and it is going to kill me <3

[ethaku]

when every light goes out

and when every flower wilts, and the sun doesn't shine as bright as it used to, there'll always be one person whose shoulders will always be there for your head to rest on. and when you cry your heart out and cuss the world that birthed you, there'll always be a pair of hands that will tightly grip yours and hold them while your whole frame shakes. and when you're cold and it feels like your insides will never be warm again, i'll kiss you for so long that the fire between my lungs lights you up with the hope of what's to come

[boysmentfs]

Stepbrother's Room.

Erick never liked the idea of going to live with his stepfather and stepbrother, but his mother thought differently, So here he is, living with his stepbrother and stepfather for 1 month now.

The ideas he had about James (his stepfather) changed a lot since he started living with him, he no longer found him stressful or grumpy, But Gio (his stepbrother) made his life difficult, whenever he crossed paths with him he would make fun of him, calling him a faggot, 4 eyes and all those cliché insults.

But that was not the worst, Erick endured all the insults, the worst was yet to come when his mother and stepfather said that he was going to stay with his stepbrother since they were going on their honeymoon, Erick didn't want this to happen. now just imagining that it would only be the two of them alone, Erick began to tremble.

The day arrived, his mother and stepfather packed and left the two boys at home, Gio turned to look at Erick while smiling at him and giving him a grimace.

"They're really crazy if they think I'm staying with you, you f*ggot freak"

Gio commented as he got up from the couch and walked out the door, leaving Erick alone watching TV.

"Better for me, home alone and without having to put up with you"

Erick commented in a low tone while Gio closed the door.

The hours passed, Erick finished watching TV, ate alone, washed his dishes and that's how he went to sleep knowing that tomorrow he wouldn't see Gio either until his parents arrived, He went to bed with a smile and closed his eyes.

The night passed and the day began to shine, the sun began to set through the window as the clock rang, Erick yawned, wiped his eyes and got out of bed and headed straight to the bathroom, It was time to take a shower since he didn't do it yesterday because he was lazy.

Once he finished showering, he went to his closet to put on his favorite outfit, a blue shirt, his short red shorts, and his boxers, but when he looked for his clothes he couldn't find anything and wrinkled his face.

"Mom must have made a mistake and put my clothes in that idiot's room... Damn it" Erick cursed as he went to Gio's room, when he opened the door the smell of hormones, exercise, and sweat invaded his nose.

But what surprised Erick the most was that there were no clothes lying around and everything was in order, Erick knew that Gio was the typical dumb straight jock so why was his room so clean and tidy?

He shook his head, he didn't come for that, he just came to get his clothes, but something was calling his attention, on his bed there was a transparent male thong and a toy, so Erick approached.

When he grabbed the toy he was surprised, it was a rubber sex toy from a woman's intimate part, he grabbed the thong and smelled it, it had the smell of Gio, Even though he was his stepbrother, Erick began to fall in love with Gio, and how could he not? Gio was tall, muscular, bearded, and had just turned 25 years old.

The moment Erick smelled Gio's thong he head started to spin and a heat began to grow in him while his small 5-centimeter cock became erect and hard, His head moved on its own as Erick looked at Gio's toy, he climbed onto the bed and sat down as he began to insert his cock into the fake rubber entrance.

His hands began to rise with the toy between them as Erick moaned in pleasure but he knew something was wrong, He would never get excited by seeing a sex toy, much less a p*ssy he was homosexual, not heterosexual, He tried to stop but it was as if his hands were moving on their own.

""Fuck... No, this-this is wrong... But.. DAMN IT, this feels so good" Erick commented between moans and gasps.

While Erick had his eyes closed, his body began to change, his feet began to grow in size until they reached a large 16 size, while a masculine smell came out of them and hair too.

His legs and thighs also underwent a change, his once thin legs were now full of muscles, they looked like trunks, capable of breaking a watermelon, A layer of hair also came out on them.

His buttocks, which were of a normal size, began to enlarge as his hole began to close, No one would ever put a cock in his ass again, now he had two buttocks like bubbles, big and firm.

His stomach started to burn as all the baby fat he had started to disappear to make way for a well-worked, firm and desired 6-pack of abs.

His chest, which was thin and flaccid, began to expand outwards as two large and sensitive pectorals began to emerge, he now had 2 large pectorals created by the gods.

His torso began to expand as well to give him a more masculine, more jock look.

Erick wasn't realizing this, the only thing he had in mind was feeling that toy p*ssy around his hard cock.

His back began to expand to give him a more manly and mature look, while muscles also began to emerge on it, his shoulders also lengthened.

His biceps and arms began to change, his biceps began to enlarge to look like the size of balls and his arms began to fill with hair while now his veins were more noticeable.

His hands began to grow larger as he held the toy, his fingers lengthening as they now looked more masculine, while veins also popped out.

His Adam's apple became more noticeable, making his moans more manly and masculine.

Next was his face, it started to change and his bones started to crack as his whole face changed, His jaw became slimmer and more defined, his lips grew a little in size while his nose was now cuter, his eyes that were green changed to a brown color, A 5 o'clock beard started to appear on his jaw making him look hotter and more handsome.

His hair that was almost blonde in color began to lose its shine as a new color began to bloom in his hair, a brown color, His haircut also changed, giving it a more masculine and jock cut.

His Adam's apple stood out, making his moans sound much more mature and masculine, when he heard his new voice he opened his eyes, he recognized this voice as Gio's voice.

The moment he saw the mirror in front of him, he was surprised, there was Gio jerk off in his bed, but... Gio was not at home, there was only him.

"What the fuck!? Gio? What's going on?" Erick commented while continuing to jerk off.

But before Erick could react, he saw his cock grow larger and thicker as he was about to break the toy.

"No... It can't be, I can't be Gio, I can't be that idiot!

But just then he came inside the fake p*ssy, causing his past self to come out along with his c*m.

"FUCK... That felt so fucking great... Ryan didn't lie to me that a fake p*ssy was better than a real one, good thing that freak f*ggot isn't here, house to myself"

gio took his cock out of the toy, he cleaned and got out of bed putting on his thong, Once he put on his thong he sat back down on his bed waiting for his stepbrother to arrive so he could continue harassing him.

[vintage-bentley]

I do not feel comfortable being openly homosexual in the company of “queer” people. Even hinting that I experience absolutely no attraction to the male sex is stressful, because often this results in a bunch of questions that equally feel like bafflement and interrogation. “What about THESE men?” No, not them either. No men. “But this man identifies as a woman!” I am not wired to be attracted to pronouns. “What about this man? He’s femme!” He is still a man, and I am still a lesbian. “So just no men at all?” YES. What is so hard to understand about that? Why can’t you just accept that female homosexuality exists, that it isn’t an evil ideology, and that it’s just how I and many other women are born? Why can you accept and understand so many things, but draw the line at a woman having no interest in the male sex?