#i love when this gays kiss

[certainty2witch]

Maybe I’m late but, happy Byler day!

You know i love imagining s5 scenarios so much, and in this one, well they already kissed and confessed time before, but since in mind I can’t stop imagine Will having powers (you can see, he clearly has powers connected to lights, like a cleric hehe) he needs a lot of motivation for going on, and Mike is really helpful when things gets harder. Plus since i love angst (but with happy endings), i added to my version the fear of having the possibility that killing Vecna means killing Will too. So yeah there’s tension between them, that’s also the reason why Mike is crying too, since is afraid of losing him (again). But will never happens <3

Sorry for celebrating with some angst, ok next time I’ll share something cheesy i swear.

[rystiel]

am i right or what

[kraftykelpie]

Tender moments shared

[dawnofiight]

I offer to the public: Black Sam!

So. Erm. :D

Peep the way I didn't feel like doing plaid

Taglist:

@achios

@angel-shaw (I just felt like you should be @ ed for this particular drawing-)

@ashertickler

@aurorialwolf

@dukecollinsbf

@infinitelovewiithoutfulfilmentt

@moronkyne

@pandoraroid

@plaqying

@porters-fangs

@professionallyyappinabtangst (I literally just showed you this)

@puffin-smoke

@skunkox

@starlogician

@sunsickcrab

@themeridian

@tunacatfishes

@www-dot-why-are-you-here-dot-com

@zimix-whispers

[kerryweaverlesbian]

Dean watching Cas talk about something overcome with how smitten he is, fully not processing anything Cas is saying just going mmhm yeah yes totally, his head repeating cas kissing cas mouth mouth pink cas love him kiss Cas. So he doesn't even really notice himself leaning in and doing it until Cas pulls away and goes "um. ?" and Dean's brain clicks back on at 100 miles per hour. He says "I um. I didn't..." he looks around and sees Sam's bug eyed surprised face bc he was there this whole time bc it was just a normal conversation. Dean says "I just gotta. Um. I'll see you around." And fucking legs it.

Cas and Sam are left in awkward, confused silence. Cas puts his hand up to his mouth and, after a beat, asks "is the formation of rock pools really so stimulating?" (Bc that's what he'd been talking about) and Sam's halfway through saying "I have no clue, man," when Dean bursts back into the room, grabs Cas’s face and kisses him thoroughly because, fuck it, if he's going to have to deal with how awkward he's just made things he may as well have a kiss he can remember out of it.

Obviously, Cas gives as good as he gets, and Sam's like (amused) "okay I guess we'll talk later" as he makes his escape. Dean, with his hand already making its way up under Cas’s shirt, calls "much later. Next year, Sammy" (Cas kisses his neck) "next DECADE."

[chotachica]

Favorite part of The Dead Boy Detectives for sure is Edwin pulling literally every single age appropriate male character he interacted with. The absolute cunt ever

[beetlerings]

They r winning me over

[boyslovegirlslove]

ตัวอย่างภาพยนตร์ My Ex's Wedding (มายเอ็กซ์ เวดดิ้ง..ปิ๊งรักคนที่เลิก)

[k-wame]

BARRY KEOGHAN ↳ But yeah, he's…Nah. He's just, he's a gorgeous person, honestly. ↳ 'SALTBURN' Press | Digital Spy · Dec. 2023

[dimeadozencows]

This came to me in an early morning queer haze

Kissing my medics good morning (I am your husband heavy and I love you)

[identityquest]

The Kiss (on my baby puppy's little head)

[spirk-trek]

love you spirk but this was so iconic

[to-rise-above-monsters]

why did isayama put his whole pussy into yumihisu after saying he can’t write romance. and then fumble when it came to the straights.

[lesbian-thesbian]

javert watching valjean rip off his cravate and tear his shirt open (normal reaction, not gay at all)

🎥 @medium-observation

[woollypar]

This is exactly what I'm talking about

[marlsswrites]

Summer camp AU, part 21!!

July 21st <3

Core - @jegulus-microfic - words: 881

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Arms swinging at their sides, pale skin reflecting pale skin and dark raven hair twinning as it fell from both of their heads in perfect curls. Yet one reached his shoulders and the other busy below his ears. The sounds of the wind whipping through the trees surrounded them, leaving them in an blissful silence as it felt like the wind was hissing and whispering at them.

It was early morning, Regulus had decided that he wanted to be productive and go for a walk, before he knew it his tired feet seemed to mindlessly carry him to where his brother was staying, his shaky hand knocking on the door then followed by a creak, the open door revealing Sirius, who's face bloomed with a grin as soon as he saw Regulus.

So here they are now, going for a walk and talking as brothers should, because they really need to do that more. The love between the two Blacks was almost invisible to the naked eye, but Regulus could see it, so could his brother. They both loved hard and soft, in their own ways yet still so caring.

The only other difference between them now was the younger boys scowl and the older boys wary smile as he was clearly waiting to say something that was sure to draw some sort of negative reaction from Regulus.

"Reggie?" His brother asked hesitantly as they nearly came to a stop outside Regulus' cabin, which was out of sight but still only a few doors down.

"Yes, Sirius?" A response came with a sigh. "Spit it out."

Sirius furrowed his eyebrows. "What?" He asked, his voice raising an octave.

"You clearly want to say something." He snapped, soon after realising he may have started being a bit too harsh, so his offered the best smile that he could muster - it wasn't a very wide or cheerful one, but it was there.

Sirius' face relaxed slightly, but it still held an unsettling tensity to it that urged Regulus to chew on his nails and nervously bite the skin of his glossy lips. See, he never knew what to expect from Sirius when they spoke, normally they avoided the harsh topics but that was a difficult thing to manage judging on their childhood. But there is one thing that Regulus can think happened, the one thing Sirius interrupted. He's been avoiding his brother ever since, praying he'd just forget or leave it alone, but clearly not. He still doesn't quite know what happened himself, how is he expected to explain it to Sirius?

They continued to walk, Sirius releasing what he had to say in one breath before pursing his lips and looking directly into Regulus' guilt filled eyes. "What happened at the movie night?"

"We watched movies." He replied bluntly

"You know what I mean."

"Do I?" Regulus avoided the question, as that was his only current solution, he didn't want to talk about it, not now, not ever. Especially not with Sirius out of all people.

The older flicked him on the arm, groaning and giving him an eyebrow raise to face Regulus' faux innocent face and his wide eyes as he yelped at the feeling of Sirius' nail hitting his arm with a sting. "Regulus!"

He only hummed in response, gaze sticking to the floor as they rounded the corner and made their way to Regulus' and James' shared cabin.

"I love you to the fucking core of my heart." Sirius started, Regulus scrunching his nose up at the affection but forcing himself to look up at his brother. "But you are so stubborn!"

"I'm not!"

"Fine." Sirius huffed. "Do you like him?" 

They walked through the door into the cabin, Sirius still tailing onto him like a dog following it's beloved, fast paced owner, as he kicked his shoes off and instantly sat himself - actually no, launched himself - onto Regulus' once neatly made, uncreased, bed. 

Music echoed from the bathroom, loud Arctic Monkeys songs blasted through the door as he could hear the low raspy humming of James as the water poured from the shower and hit the floor, Regulus taking in every single sound as the sound of his brothers horrific singing came into his ears.

"I'm not answering that." Regulus finally replied. 

"Regulus, do you like him-"

Seconds later, neither boys seemed to have noticed the lack of the sound of water and booming music coming from the bathroom. The door opened to let heaps of hot, sticky, steam out and James walked out.

The towel was tied sinfully low around his pointed waist, his hip bones stuck out and formed a lovely looking v shape that Regulus wanted to trace with his hands and admire it in all of its beauty. His tan skin had gotten darker during the summer, but with the water dripping from his torso it reflected the bright light that hung over Regulus' head. The smattering of hair ran under his towel made Regulus feel dizzy, the smile on his face when he saw Regulus standing there, hands on his hips and jaw lightly slack as he tried to push some words out of his mouth, made Regulus want to crumble to the wet wooden floor at his feet.

"Never mind." A cough came from the side of him as Sirius narrowed his eyes. "That answers my question." He sighed.

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