#i want to study them like a bug

[anachronistic-falsehood]

i am both endlessly confused and absolutely captivated by whatever the fuck is going on with the plush rump blogs. where did they come from. why are they here. why NOW in the year of our lord 2024 is this happening. who the fuck is running them. do they have a plan in mind for the future of their blogs or is it just going to be puppet snuff forever. i am in awe

[get-along-little-khornedoggie]

they definitely wouldn't be in the dreamnotfound tag for... any other reason.........

[randomaj]

the overwhelming urge to catalogue everything I know about the people in my life

[sad-emo-dip-dye]

I really haven’t been here all that long, so does this Dazai anon just hate Chuuya? Is it just soukoku? If I pair Dazai with every other member of the cast for sillies am I gonna get called a cunt again? Asking for a friend

[rinja-espurr]

help I think my current blorbo is literally ONE OF MY OCS

[mythmagicetc]

breaking my silence...eddie making that face in 8.08 when buck was talking about "privacy of your own home" wasn't him in disbelief at the idea of buck respecting his privacy. that was him realizing buck thought he was watching porn on an ipad fully clothed mid-afternoon in his kitchen.

[leashybebes]

more of this. it's happening, y'all

On Thursdays, Evan works in a queer friendly bar. That mostly means women who want to drink and dance without being bothered by creeps, sheltered college students testing the waters, and people who wander in and only belatedly clock the rainbow decor. The last couple of weeks there's been a guy in his section he's not sure how to categorize. He's about Evan's height but broader - really buff, and classically handsome in a sharp jaw and killer cheekbones way that Buck's a little envious of, honestly. He could clean up in WeHo, could probably have any woman in the bar come running if he'd look up from his string of nasty craft beers that he occasionally chases with a shot of Jack and actually smile at someone. Evan's willing to bet he has a great smile, but he also has a closed off air like a forcefield around him.

"Hey," Evan says when he collects the empty glass from the guy's latest gross beer. He also hands over a napkin with a phone number courtesy of the cute blonde, or possibly her cute brunette friend at the end of the bar. "Couple ladies over there trying to get your attention."

"Oh." The guy looks at the napkin like it might bite him. "Uh. I'm not - I'm not interested."

Evan shrugs. "Your loss, man."

The guy uses one fingertip to nudge the napkin back towards Evan. Swallows sharply enough that Evan can track the motion of it with his eyes.

"I'm gay."

"Yeah? In that case, the dude three seats down is gonna be delighted."

The guy blinks a couple times, sneaks a glance down the bar like he thinks he's gonna get slapped for it.

"Not tonight," he says.

Evan shrugs. "Get you another gross beer?"

The guy looks at him, and it's not the smile Evan was imagining, but it's at least half a smirk, and it makes a line next to his mouth deepen, almost a dimple. "Should you be calling the drinks you sell gross?"

"Call it as I see it, man. I like Bud Light and cocktails, so."

"Jesus Christ."

"Evan, actually," Evan tells him, with a grin.

"I'm Tommy."

"Hey, Tommy. So. Gross beer or fruity cocktail?"

Tommy looks at him, eyebrows drawing together, shoulders going a little tight. "Is that a dig?"

Evan replays his words. "Oh, shit no! Not at all! Fruity like containing fruit, not fruity like fruity. Who even says that anymore? I wouldn't, I mean - I'm an ally!"

Tommy looks, honestly, a little baffled by Evan's whole existence which is unfortunately not a look he's unfamiliar with.

"I think I'm gonna call it a night," he says, and Evan's heart sinks a little. Tommy looks like a guy who desperately needs to cut loose.

"Nah, c'mon, I just accidentally hate crimed you, let me make you piña colada. On me."

Tommy relaxes a tiny bit. "Okay. Sure. Thanks, Evan."

[veryintricaterituals]

something about how louis and lestat are written for the girls and the gays but Armand, and especially his dynamic with daniel is for the lesbians. something about desperation, something about seeking to submit but being too afraid to give up control. something about dates that go on for days, weeks, months, years. something about obsession that turns into fascination, that turns into love. Idk imma go reread the Devil's Minion chapter

[metalcrows]

God I love Severance because look at how awkward these freaks are

Like

What are they doing

[triptychofvoids]

@emmetofthestars shes not having fun and doesnt want to be here

plus an additional thing

[okavara]

kel you little freak I said turn off the salt lamp not lick it

[rsenak]

(new and improved) crow to crow communication

[21go-gay-today37]

One thing led to another

Can't wait to draw some okay post betrayal fanart I want to beat both of them with hammers

[weallpartyatybcpatricksfuneral]

i don't ship peterick because calling whatever is actually wrong with them "romance" is a disservice to how genuinely insane they are for each other

[bookwyrminspiration]

they should put a limit on how many identity crises u can have at once. single file line please

[bowl-of-fruit-loops]

are they lovers? worse. they match each other’s freak