#my gay heart dude

[cloverpatches]

One could call her chillingly beautiful.

[kiisaes]

so me and a friend have joked about todd ingram of scott pilgrim fame just being vegan bakugou katsuki (with the blond hair and black skull tshirt and black pants) back in like 2021 or so. and this joke didn't really go anywhere bc it was 2021 and there were no new scott pilgrim things coming out and who cares about what i think. but now i can say it again and say it again with confidence bc

that just looks like him

also he's gay

[hyper-cryptic]

Redraw of a sketch from a sketch page I made a whiiiiile ago. :)

Bonus below!

my favorite thing is when certified aroacehog becomes the gayest animal in mobius when it comes to shade and only that guy

[yourlocalbadgerscales]

Barty and Evan, being the crazy mfers they are, would 100% be out in public (in the Hogwarts halls) sending really telling glares at each other, winking at each other and biting their bottom lips at each other, whisper things in the other person’s ear and make each other blush, tug at each other’s waists and then leave the room, wiggling eyebrows at their friends as if trying to tell them exactly what they would be up to the following hours…

And then they’d just end up cuddling in a sofa in the Slytherin common room and giving each other small pecks on the nose and on the cheek, and they’d stay like that for HOURS.

[honeyflower-bellybower]

I had a dream tonight and I thought it was cute so here it is

The Potters', Christmas, probably 1977 or around that.

Sirius and Remus are standing right under the Christmas tree, and there's no one else in the room, because it's night. They have a small light up, on Sirius' wand point, but the wand's been left on the small coffee table so that now it only creates some visible shapes, but their faces are no longer lit.

They used the light, a minute ago, to see the stairs as they made them down, the tiny, neatly wrapped box with a golden ribbon as Remus put it in Sirius' hands, and the earring inside it.

It was a small thing, nothing too catchy, to replace Sirius' current simple gold hoop. This, too, had a little gold hoop, but it also had a pendant, a crescent moon with a star inside it. The star was floating about in the semi-circle, enchanted, and it spun on itself occasionally. The moon was enchanted as well, though not visibly, to grow full and wane again.

Remus thought it better to give it in secret, as the romantic implication of such a gift were far too obvious. The Marauders knew, but not the Potters, and they normally had additional visitors for gift giving, too.

Sirius loved it of course. He took off his old hoop and had Remus put in the new one at once. Then Remus admired the result, a calloused hand on Sirius' soft cheek, and they kissed.

They are kissing now, gently, both cherishing this moment and the rare feeling of peace, of being safe and sound. Breathing each other in. When they pull back, Remus draws an affectionate line long Sirius' cheekbone with his thumb, and hits the small, gold moon lightly before resting on his neck. The earring spins and the star twirls cheerily in his pool of space.

It matches him perfectly, he thinks. Something so lively, that can never be still, and yet so elegant.

"You're so beautiful," he whispers, because he can't keep it in. He hopes if he can look deep enough in Sirius' eyes he might fall in.

And he sees them glint, even in the dark, and Sirius squeezes his hand like he, too, is simply feeling too much. When he talks, it's strained, as if he's struggling to keep his voice down. "You're just the most gorgeous thing," he says, and Remus is startled into a smile.

What's he saying? Out of all the things Remus is, and could be praised for, beauty surely isn't one. Certainly Sirius doesn't love him for his looks. Certainly. But Sirius looks at him like he truly is seeing something gorgeous, an artwork. Remus feels his awestruck gaze on his big, crooked nose, his jagged scars, his plain brown eyes.

"I still can't believe my luck," Sirius gasps, and Remus wants to laugh. "I can't believe you're real, and I get to have you."

Yours, Remus thinks. All yours.

Remus has been feeling that disbelief for ages, all the time, when he looks at Sirius, when he holds him, when they kiss, when they're in bed together and Remus gets to touch even, he gets to know the feel of his pearly white skin and trace the line of his solid arms, his lovely back. He feels drunk on the thought that it might be the same for Sirius.

"I love you," he says, both hands squeezing Sirius' now. Sirius squeezes back. "I love you, too."

They kiss again, and this time is less graceful, less delicate. It's everything they can't put into words, because they don't know how or because the right words haven't been invented.

"Oi! No messing around with the gifts, you raiders!"

Remus and Sirius spring away, as James bounds down the stairs and throws the lights on.

"Fuck," Remus mutters.

"Prongs!" Sirius accuses.

"Oh, shit, sorry," James says, taking in the actual nature of the situation.

His shouting is sure to have woken the Potters, Remus thinks, throwing a concerned look at the corridor that connects the living room with the master bedroom, downstairs. But, horrified, he discovers it's not James who woke them. There she stands already, Euphemia Potter, a hand to her chest and a gasp on her mouth.

She turns to her son, wide eyes and a stern set to her lips. "James!"

James' expression mutes in shock. He throws a look at the boys, then looks at his mother again, then forces a smile through.

"Ah, dang, you caught us! Promise we're normally better at pranks!" he laughs. James Potter was a terrible liar to be a Marauder.

Euphemia arches an eyebrow at him, having none of that.

"Effie, we were just," Sirius tries, voice shaking.

He mouths around for words. Remus can see his eyes shining, a different type of glint this time. The Potters mean the world to him, Remus knows. He's spent his whole life defying his own parents openly, but a single bit of judgement from Euphemia Potter would shatter him.

Except, when Euphemia turns to them, she looses her reproachful set immediately. She reaches for Sirius, hand extended as if to touch him, even though they're on opposite sides of the room.

"Oh, darling," she says, head tilted and a sorrowful bend of her brow. She looks bashful, like she was the one caught onto something. "I'm so sorry. I heard a noise and wanted to check," she gestures vaguely to the corridor she came from, "but then I heard..."

Remus feels his cheeks heating up. How long had she been listening?

"I wanted to just go back to bed," she continued. "I'm sorry. It was supposed to be a private moment..."

Sirius' shoulders relax. Remus feels it, too. She's... not mad? Not even weirded out? More than that, she's apologizing for... intruding?

"You mean..." Sirius raises his eyes, hopeful. "It's alright with you?"

"Of course it's alright!" James blurts, eyes big. He looks at his mother, expectantly. "Right?"

Euphemia raises her eyebrows, like she's surprised and a little offended, too. "Of course." She nods, fervently, and casts a fixed look on Sirius, then on Remus, as if to make sure it's been received.

Then, her tight lips flicker and her features melt, settling into an affectionate smile like she physically couldn't keep the stern look for long.

She gasps softly. "Oh, but you two are just adorable!" she coos, and then points a finger at them both. "But don't think you can get away! I'd have never let you sleep in the same room if I'd known!"

"Effie," Sirius starts, at the same time James gasps, "mom!"

"Non of that!" she chides, "the same rules as when Lily visits apply. A corridor away."

"We all sleep in the same room," James pushes on, "every night!"

"That's right. With you and Petey there."

James groans. "We have silencing spells, mom."

That's about when the embarrassment gets strong enough to shake all remaining shock and emotion away, and Remus catches on.

"We've never done anything," he rushes to say, confused as to why would Prongs so valiantly fight for their room-sharing rights.

But then he realizes that's too much of a lie, and no one'd believe it, and Sirius is looking at him like he's gone mad, so he clarifies, "in the room, I mean. With the others." And then he wants to groan in frustration because there's no saving this, is there? Now he just admitted to doing things in a room without others in it, and therefore in this room, at the Potters', and he definitely should've just shut up. So he does, mortified.

Euphemia simply looks validated on her point. She nods to herself. "A corridor apart," she declares, "and I shall ask Gully to keep an eye on you." Then, a thought hits her. "No need to tell him why, of course!" she assures, sweet and preoccupied again, "and, oh, Monty is definitely awake now, but it's alright. I'll just tell him you boys were trying to steal some pies away... you don't worry about a thing."

Remus is a couple steps behind Sirius at this point and can't see his face, but he knows instantly what he'll say. Sirius turns to him first, asking for permission. Remus smiles and nods.

"It's fine, Effie," Sirius says softly, "you can... you can tell him."

Euphemia blinks, then smiles broadly, then shakes her head. "Oh, no, no, you do that in the morning, then. These are things we ought to do ourselves, no one else. Now off to bed. I'll make the new sleeping arrangements in the morning."

They all go, in various states of queasy and emotional.

That night, Remus and Sirius make the best of their last bed-sharing opportunity, hoping Gully hasn't been notified yet.

[aweirdbugcreature]

Blue flag basically

[arohuacheng]

what people don't get about hualian is that they're literally like. jock and alternative art student. xie lian lives like a frat boy (mattress on the floor and nothing else in his room, no standards for his own well-being, can't cook and ends up eating what could be classified as biohazards) and is really enthusiastic about fighting as a hobby. meanwhile hua cheng rocks up to the function in his cunty little outfits every day of the week, bells on his boots and the red eyeliner slayed, obviously has taste but is soooo in love with his boyfriend who only ever wears cargo shorts and the most fucked up questionable hoodies you've ever seen. hua cheng wants xie lian to have nice things but it's always like. "babe i promise it's no trouble can we please get you a bedframe??" nd xie lian is obviously so enamored with his cool alt boyfriend who wears skirts sometimes and never misses a beat on a bitchy comment that's just the way it is. basically if your hualian concept doesn't have hua cheng as the hot goth gf you just don't get it

[cp3killer]

Charles trying to explain himself in that video with Carlos so that his Max doesn’t get angry.

[chipthekeeper]

thinking.....thoughts........

[seagull-scribbles]

*Aggressively throws this at your head*

[toshiitea]

Just guys bein dudes

Uvosee wanted a lil PDA kiss and Avello accepted his fate

THIS WAS A FACE STUDY WE WILL NOT MENTION THE HANDS

[lornasaurusrex]

I miss you Lorna… this is such a mess

This is an old message and I had several other similar messages, but I miss you guys and hope you’re all doing well!! I’m sorry to see nothing has improved.

I saw I was kindly mentioned by @awesomefringey and some other commenters the other day, so just wanted to log in and say hello and log back out for a few more months. 💕

Sending so so much love to all of you. Take care of yourselves and each other, please.

The video is still on YT.

[halfricanloveyou]

ok ok ok like i thought “the chosen” would suck cause “blah another series about the life and times of jesus” like we GET it it’s been around for CENTURIES you guys make the same damn movie all the time

but it’s actually legit really good? lots of pretty good representation! not everyone in the movie is white. actual portrayals of jewish culture instead of just ignoring that part. disabled people. matthew being autistic. characters that aren’t just two dimensional. the people in it feel like real people. there’s actual jokes, jesus cracks a few and they’re really funny?? so far nothing hateful, no gay or transgender bashing. it calls out the church for being judgemental and hateful in a way that’s very tasteful

it’s not perfect tho. jesus is…still white for some reason? despite mary not being white? and no one else around him being white? no gay people in it which is kind of a bad and a good thing…but it’s a portrayal of jesus and the people around him as human. as real life people who felt things and made jokes and rolled their eyes and stuff. also the guy they cast as jesus is pretty hot as are all the disciples. which isn’t the point or whatever but i can’t say i’m complaining. it’s free online and i think it’s worth a watch!

[trans-estinien]

i love being autistic cause sometimes i get a glimpse into how regular people perceive things and its like. what the fuck. what the fuck is that? you live like this? and its normal?? i think YOURE the weird one actually. im fine. thanks though.

[gh03tb0y]

they’re gay your honor