#if it’s unbuttoned

[stunie]

@suosgirl

2024.07.13 — █ █ █ █ █ night with Suo. ♡

[wesaier]

Oh boy Rosinante

[skvwalker]

I want my fucking suitcase... asshole!

ELIZABETH BERKLEY as Nomi Malone

SHOWGIRLS (1995) dir. Paul Verhoeven

[ineffablerainstorm]

You know how Aziraphale always wears clothes that have been out of fashion for at least a hundred years and Crowley just miracles himself up whatever he thinks is modern, right?

So why on earth is he wearing sleeve garters in 2023 then?

(Not that I’m complaining..)

You can just see them when he turns here ⬇️

For me the answer is clearly either:

because he thinks it’s hot

or (better):

because he thinks Aziraphale thinks it’s hot

(Bonus option: they are part of his bookseller cosplay)

[inkskinned]

it isn't really complicated, but i still can't tell my grandma about it. my girlfriend is also my boyfriend and i'm her girlboyfriend and there are a lot of days this feels like smoothing sheets over a good mattress. it feels like getting a cup of good hot chocolate. we paint our nails lesbian flag pink, and i watch her eyelashes make shadows on her cheeks. she wants to kiss me because i am really good at baking, and i want to kiss her because when i am freaked out about how i spilled coffee, she just hands me extra napkins and helps me clean. he is so handsome i want to eat my fist. they once just winked at me and i couldn't talk for like the next fifteen minutes.

i haven't seen the L word and i was raised catholic. my earliest experiences with queer relationships were through harrowing conversations and hushed questions and blood on the ground. i didn't like boys soon enough. what, are you gay? asked to a 6th grader, almost like a demand.

when she is asleep next to me and i can feel the dreams run up and down her body, i pretend we are both somewhere in the stars. i like to picture a future full of fruit trees, and writing him poetry. sometimes she wakes up, has a whole conversation with me, goes back to sleep, and utterly forgets that we ever even spoke. she is always kind to me, even in that liminal half-there ghost. i like the croaked, raw way her voice sounds in the very-early morning, the way she always seems surprised i'm still here, and home.

on the internet, there are a lot of people who would be annoyed by both of us, and how labels must be pruned into orchids. a box has to hold and define the insides. people must be organized.

we went on a date last night, and the host said, oh, table for 2 nice ladies? neither of us are ladies, but also we are very much 2 nice ladies. i have been wearing her sweater nonstop. he has frequently been forced into wearing my taylor swift official merch quarter-zip because i was worried about him catching a chill, and you simply cannot be cool in an official taylor swift quarter-zip. do not worry: they listen to better music than i do, and their voice sounds like leaves falling.

i wear the skirts and makeup and i am better with spackle and know how to drive stick. recently someone commented on my work - you're just a man trying to reappropriate lesbian spaces. sometimes i feel like she is a clementine to me, and sometimes i feel like he is a german shepherd and sometimes i feel they are a bird. i like watching his hands over a guitar. can i write this poem, even? how can you be a lesbian if you're sometimes with a man? or you are the man?

how can i, huh. you know, our first date lasted 3 days. we'd been flirting for over a year before i finally asked her out. i'd already written her into poetry. she'd already written me into songs.

last night, in the late night, when they woke up again, confused about where they were, they said - oh, thank god. this is your arm. there's just something so precious to me about the specifics, the denotation that the arm was (thank god!) mine. i really liked that definition. i liked the obvious relief because i understand it.

i say yeah, i have a partner. i mean - oh. thank god. it's your arm.

[winke1]

[billskaarsgard]

SEBASTIAN STAN as SERGEANT JAMES BUCHANAN BARNES

Captain America: The First Avenger (2011)

[hot-and-shirtless]

[nachosforfree]

jazzy

[desperateclaire]

(Maybe Spamton made it himself...)

[itsfootballbih]

It’s giving young, hot, rich dad, that’s married to a supermodel showing up to a parent-teacher conference.

[owl-bones]

suddenly overcome with the urge to draw fae nightmare in more casual clothes

[arlos-warm-drpepper]

I owe my life to whoever decided to give him a jacket with sleeves that are too long

[cherriesandsulphur]

"Indulge me, and at least hear me out."

[tryinginvaintobreathethefire]

going absolutely insane over this

[winke1]