#sculpts the space gays?

[sol-insidious]

I made this Frog-Lady-Egg-Cannister shaker toy from Chapter 10: The Passenger! Featuring a very hungry crocheted Gorg. 🐸🥚

Here’s a video of me shaking it. I love how the glass beads sound:

[gayelderstourney]

OLD MAN YAOI BRACKET ROUND 1

Propaganda:

Gerald Robotnik/Black Doom:

Scientist who wants to blow up the world and his evil alien boyfriend

Dude they had a son together and his name is shadow the hedgehog

They created Shadow the hedgehog together. Yes Shadow the hedgehog. This is canon. Theyre also super divorced just trust me on this.their old man yaoi is real

we as a society would not have shadow the hedgehog without their old man yaoi

old man fucks alien so he can bring his daughter back from space safely, gives birth to sad gay hedgehog

you KNOW they fucked

they’re shadow the hedgehogs dads. Like canonically. black doom is an alien god guy and gerald is eggmans grandpa who didn’t love him enough and gave him daddy issues. he also went insane after the government killed his granddaughter (who he loved instead of eggman) and tried to kill humanity :3 these two are like bitter exes to me. they’re both dead. the devil from the bible fucked that old man

Black Doom and Gerald Robotnik are Shadow the Hedgehogs dads. Gerald is a (silly, slightly insane) old scientist and Black Doom is a two thousand year old alien who wants to destroy the Earth. Its not canon but Shadow's gay dads mean everything to me. They kiss and hold hands on the space colony.

IM DOING MY PART!!! GERALDOOM SWEEP BAYBEEEEEEE!!! GO SHADOW’S GAY DADS!

Sheo/The Nailsmith:

It's really nice because you unlock it after the nailsmith asks you to kill him with the pure nail and you refuse and walk away. He then says he was wandering hallownest without purpose until he found sheo who helped him discover that there was more to life than just one calling. These two are probably the only characters in the game to have a genuinely happy ending

The nailsmith loses his purpose in life after finishing his ultimate masterpiece, his lifelong goal, the pure nail. He requests the protagonist to try the nail on him, but If you refuse, he will find sheo who helps him to find new meaning in life and realise that there is more to life by teaching him different crafts. They can then be seen sculping figurines together, and sheo is also painting the nailsmith.They share a common love for art and crafts and inspire each other. Sheo's story is that he was a nailmaster, but got tired of it, and put down his nail to pick up a paintbrush. I think it's beautiful that he could help the nailsmith realise what he himself did. They both also used to live in solitude without even realising how lonely they were, and I think it's cute tuhat they can do art together now :]

They are two bugs retired from their career and making better lives for themselves and they’re gay about it. Nailsmith believes at first that he has nothing left after creating the perfect nail and asks the knight to strike him down, and if you don’t, he meets Sheo, a retired nailmaster finding a new calling in painting and sculpting. They find a shared love in creating things and Nailsmith finds a new calling in art as well. The achievement you get for uniting them is called “Happy Couple”

Gay bugs gay bugs gay bugs (Cw mention of suicide) They both used to pursue their one passion in life: forging the perfect nail (sword) for the Nailsmith and the art of combat for Sheo. Sheo realized he could just leave that life when he lost his passion for fighting, and he found himself a new purpose in life: art. However, he always seemed very lonely, completely isolated by all other bugs in his hidden house in the middle of a thorn jungle. When The Nailsmith achieved his goal and forged the perfect nail, he lost his purpose in life and his will to live. He asks the player to kill him. However, if the player refuses, he can later be found in Sheo's house, modelling for Sheo or sculpting figurines with him. He thanks the player for not fulfilling his request, because he has found a new calling in life here, making art together with Sheo. They both express how happy they are to no longer be alone. This also gives you the "Happy Couple" achievement, confirming that they are a couple.

THEY'RE CANON!!! They're fucking canon!!! You can talk to them at one point after doing a Bunch of Stuff to get them to meet each other and you get an achievement called "Happy Couple"!!! Gotta love old man yuri

[leathfaic]

Ghost is a man who never needed to do much to draw attention when he goes clubbing. His impressive frame ensures he gets plenty of attention. That natural air of authority honed over years as a commanding officer ensuring he has his space if he wants it, unwanted approaches stopped before they even begin.

Still lots of eyes stick to him casually leaning against the bar. Always had an easy pick of those brave enough to approach him. Even before the scars in his face he attracted a certain type, the twinks that wanted to be thrown around, bears wanting to play with someone in their own weight class they weren't sure they could out-wrestle and everyone in between who just likes tall, strong blondes. Ever since the scars that has only intensified, might be that he loses out on some vain types, but the daredevils flock to him even more now.

So really he can't complain. He's not the biggest fan of the places, avoids scrungy punky ones altogether for very personal reasons, but they serve their purpose. Finding a quick lay mostly. Sometimes just enjoying a space where he's not the only gay man for miles and miles.

When he starts to go clubs with Soap though, it becomes a very different experience.

First of all he's not looking to take anyone home or to a convenient dark corner.

No, he's here because Johnny likes dancing and what Johnny wants he usually gets. Simon could never deny him anything.

So there is no one Ghost is looking at but Soap. And bloody fucking hell it is worth looking.

Johnny's easy confidence bleeds off of him and mixed with his natural charm he commands the entire rooms attention. His body helps, sure, sculpted muscles barely hidden by a mesh shirt and jeans so tight there's nothing left to the imagination, but there's plenty of good looking men around.

None of them carry themselves like Soap does though.

He watches as Soap enters the dance floor, seeming to melt into the beat. Dancing as effortlessly as he cleans an entire building of hostiles. A fucking vision in strobing lights as he let's the rhythm dictate his movements. Wide fucking smile painted on his face.

People flock to him, wind themselves around him in more or less proficient dance moves, probably hoping to leave an impression over the gaggle of obvious suitors.

Soap toys with them, dancing with those he finds entertaining, neatly sidestepping those he doesn't. Bathing in the attention of wandering hands and lips.

Ghost wonders if they can feel how dangerous of a man he really is. If they can smell the slight hint of sulfur from the demolitions workshop he's been crammed in all day. If they can see the edge in his eyes, that predatory glint of a man trained to kill walking through a crowd of unaware civilians.

Most probably can't.

Some who can probably find it exciting.

In the end none of it matters anyways.

Because it is Ghost's gaze that Johnny seeks when another man winds around him, littering his neck with kisses. And it's on Ghost's wordless command that he abandons the crowd of hopefuls. Meandering over to him, well aware of all the looks following him as he sprawls himself in Simon's lap unabashedly.

It's a unique rush of power having the man they all want at his beck and call. To take a sip of whisky and shamelessly kiss it into his mouth. Making sure just a little spills over painting a golden line for him to lick up.

Keeping his eyes on the crowd and bathing in their envy, their hunger and their shock.

He indulges for a few minutes, let's Soap shower him in affection while keeping him and the room in check with his dominance over the situation.

It's a game they both know Ghost will lose down the line, will drag Soap out of the club like his life depends on it. Maybe throw him over his shoulder just to make a point.

But not yet. Now he makes sure Soap drinks some water and sends him off again with a well aimed slap to his arse.

And Johnny smiles bright and wide. Drifting into the crowd, the crowd that is apprehensive at first but before long they can't help themselves. There's some wary glances shot at Simon, but his ongoing indifference seems to embolden them. Crowding Soap like moths would a light.

And Ghost finds himself suddenly enjoying clubs a whole lot more. Revelling in Soap's obvious bliss and the knowledge that the man who drives the whole dance floor senseless will follow him in the blink of an eye.

Let them get their hopes up, he's got nothing to fear, to be jealous over because he knows the only thing that matters:

Soap commands the whole room without even trying, but Ghost is the only one who commands his attention.

[moncharrow]

water polo player! abby

a/n: hey!! i know i said id be posting for ellie first but this thought hasn't left me for a month. i love the though of this oh my god i am feral. thanks for reading! rb or comment to support a lil fic author :) also i'm gonna be referring to water polo as a super gay sport and that's because it is xoxo i mean high contact with buff women. like.

-content/warnings: 1.4k, mentions of contact sport violence, smut scenes (strap, riding abby, nickname 'beautiful', semipublic sex in a locker room, fingering, oral (both receiving), gn reader but has a pussy, mentions of roughhousing in water/ drowning (not really drowning but yk)

men dni.

water polo is one of the most intense sports- it's high contact, rough, with a high probability of being punched, getting a black eye, etc

but when you're as buff as ms abby anderson here, it's not as big of a deal

there aren't really many set positions in wp, but the most important one is center- placed front-and-center of the goal, they're the person everyone looks to to get a good shot

center has to be dependable, strong, and fast

abby is perfect! her drive is amazing (ahem ahem) and she's constantly swimming like crazy to get into position so her team can rely on her

she started in high school, learning the ropes and getting to know the sport

got crazy good, and was definitely a very proud varsity athlete. she knows she's good, so why shouldn't she flaunt a bit?

im gonna be honest she absolutely wore her varsity jacket for way too long during freshman year in college

she joined her collegiate team (possibly on a small grant/scholarship) and met the most amazing team

it's hard to be queer in sports a lot of the time, but her entire team is queer/allied!! she has a space to be herself which she really appreciates

she blossoms on that team

every girl at her college absolutely drops their panties for her im not even kidding. its not even that fun to her because she just wants someone to love, not just a hookup

((that doesn't mean she rejects them all though))

the pretty center draws crowds to the natatorium

and that includes you, of course

you're a friend of the goalie and you're not all that into sports, but once you hear that the hot girl you've been thirsting over in org. chem is there?? it's all over, goodBYE

you are seated right in the action, front row of the bleachers, cheering in school colors, pretty eyes glimmering in the bright sun, sweat drops dripping down the front of your shirt

abby is fully focused on her game but when she's benched she gets a liiiiiittle distracted ngl

like i said though, she's mostly game face

but after a win? she feels like she's never lost. she's pure confidence and she decides to keep the streak going and see if she can successfully get your number

it's slightly awkward because when abby gets closer she sees that wow you are so much more attractive than she first thought when she had chlorine water in her eyes

so she just doesn't ask you out lolol she bails and bugs the goalie about you for the week leading up to the game, asking who you are, if you're coming next time, if you like this or that

her hands are so large and strong from gripping that ball... just imagine what they could be used for !

her thighs are absolutely massive- she has to stay above the water somehow, and the kicking she has to do has sculpted her into a thunder-thigh goddess

eating her out is insane because she fucking clamps down on your head with her thighs LMAO

broad shoulders that you can hold while riding her

strong shoulders that you grip and squeeze onto for dear life every night before a game as she plows into you for "good luck"

-the room is filled with the rhythmic slapping of her skin against your thighs as she grips your hips and bucks up into you.

"taking it so well for me, huh? my little good luck charm..." and you can't say anything. you just whine as you feel every muscle in her body working overtime to treat you just right

the veins in her forearms throb and pop out as she bounces you up and down, touching and squeezing and groping everywhere she can. she looks up at you cheekily, biting her lips and grinning. "there we go, beautiful, look 't you go"

"i'll be sore tomorrow" she says. it isn't a complaint. she says it's her favorite workout

yeah she says she's done but she's also finger fucking you in the locker room during half-time

-"sorry coach, i'll be quick, i promise!" abby lifts herself out of the pool with pure upper body strength, muscles tensing and water dripping off her like some kind of lesbian wet dream. when she promises haste, she means you'll be quick, because you know the drill. you're already amongst the rows of lockers as abby pushes you against them, sliding past your underwear and shoving her fingers in. her thumb is on your clit, middle and ring fingers finding your g-spot immediately and going at it relentlessly. "think you can do 5 minutes for me, beautiful?

-you can because she won't accept anything else. you're cumming all over her fingers, groaning at the overstimulation as she fucks you through it. when you're done, she pulls out, inserting her fingers into her mouth and cleaning them. you shoot her a playful dirty look as she jogs back out the locker room door

-"thanks for the pep talk, babe!" girl.

she wins every game and says it's because of you

it's sweet, but she's just that good of an athlete

but if you met her because you play too? oh get ready for a whole 'nother world

you're her defense during practice, in the trenches with her and jumping over her shoulders to make sure she doesn't get the ball

but she'll do petty shit to fluster you, like turning and kissing your shoulder and holding your hand in the middle of wrestling for position like ???

-"anderson!" the team captain reprimands. she gives a cheeky smile and puts her game face back on, pinching your thigh underwater where nobody can see

water polo players' love language is straight up drowning people. like the coach yells for everyone to meet him in the corner of the pool and instead she's fucking barrelling toward you, wanting to pull you under

when you're waiting to practice throwing the ball into the goal, she'll slide under the surface and tug at your ankles to pull you

when you come back up, she's giggling like a child and acting like it was another teammate

-"abby, i know it was you, you idiot!" you say, grinning

despite not really having jerseys like in other sports, abby will have you wear her team merch with logos

you wear last year's team shirt to bed, her flannel pants to class, her two-piece tops when you go to the beach with her

you go crazy for her when she's in her polo suit. they're tight so that players can't get grabbed, but it's tight in all the right places

it showcases abby's broad shoulders and slutty waist, curving around her chest and tastefully contouring her back muscles

thank god for this sport, you think

she always complains about how the suit rides up her butt, giving her a slight wedgie, but it gives you perfect access to her tight ass

smacksmacksmack

-"can you hold off for one minute, babe?"

-"no."

it's like there's no person attached to that ass. and she's just as obsessed with yours dw! she uses those big hands to grasp your entire cheek and land a harsh slap! on there that makes you jump. she just smiles n laughs

water polo! abby who takes you out to dinner after games and ends up stealing your food because "ohmygodbabeimsohungryyoudontevenunderstand"

it's like she's never eaten

speaking of eating... (im sorry)

she will throw your legs open when she eats you out. if you try to shut them she'll use the full force of her forearms to pin your thighs down and dig her face deeper in your pussy, sucking and licking like a woman starved

who wrote that. i didn't. anyways..

you put her hair up in a fishtail braid for her !! then she'll ask you to put her swim cap on and give you a cute smile when you screw it up

-"i fucked it up! sorry!"

-"babe it looks great" while she's tucking all her shorter hairs into the bottom of it

if her team is winning by a lot, she'll mess around a bit and point at you after she scores a goal, and you roll your eyes and your face feels hot because she's so ridiculous

but you do feel a lil special.

anyways water polo abby mi amor :3333 take me in the locker room

[brains4brawn]

Journalled

It was a small thing, tucked away in the corner of the thrift shop. Victor had pulled it out, but the book was locked and bound in gold and wouldn't open. His mind piqued, Victor bought the book and took it home. Over the next week He tried everything to undo the clasp but nothing worked. When he had just lost hope a tiny but audible Click could be heard, Victor rushed back to find the clasp undone and the bindings slightly ajar.

Victor carefully opened the ancient tome only to find that the pages were stuck. it was like they had been glued! Only the last page remained free. Written towards the top if fancy handwriting

"Write it down so i can enact Be-warned Though, What is written I can not retract!"

Under neath that was 5 evenly spaced lines. and another message at the bottom,

"I only remain open for this 1 day Until 5 complete Earth circle's will I open again"

Looking at the the 3 blank lines, And thinking this must be a joke he wrote

I will graduate from college

My older brother will never pick on me again

Over the next 20 years I will gain 150lbs

As Victor finished the book slammed shut and relocked itself. Scared Victor threw the book into his closet and ran down stairs.

That night his family recieved word that Victor's older brother was in a bad car crash. He was alive but in the ICU and had lost his legs. Certainly the taller brother would never pick on the shorter Victor again.

The crash had been the fault of the manufacturer so the family received and huge settlement. This money paid for Victor's choice of college.

Two years later, when Victor was home from college for the summer and his mother commented that he was finally starting to get bigger.

The 20 Year old checked the scale and sure enough he weighed 140, 15lbs heaver then when he was 18. Victor knew it had to be the book.

Victor: 22, 155lbs

The College graduate was now 23 and moving all of his stuff from his half of the bedroom to his first apartment when he stumbled across the book. Looking at the date on the wall Victor realized it was exactly 5 years since he had last seen the cursed object. As if it had a mind of its own the book opened to the last page, now with three new empty lines waiting to be filled.

Victor hesitated, he had imagined for the last 5 years what he'd do if he had this chance again. He could fix everything!

My older brother James develops a prosthesis so he can walk and run again.

My younger sisters will grow into smart talented women who will want for nothing.

Looking at his tiny 15 year old brother Bastion asleep on the bed Victor writes:

Bastion will grow up to be the popular jock just like his older brother.

Satisfied, the book shuts itself and prepares to grant Victor's wish.

Victor 24, 170lbs

For the most part the Wishes went like Victor planned. Well except for Bastion's. In the proceeding months after writing those words Victor found himself becoming more popular and Jock-like. Words like Bro or Bruh, dude, man, had taken over. He joined a gym and from there joined some local sports teams. When he wasn't busy at work or working out Victor could be found screwing every chick he could find. No girl was immune to his baby faced charms and his Gym sculpted body.

Victor 26 185lbs

Victor 28 200lbs

Victor practically lives in the Gym now. His gains speak for themselves his body is a temple and he loves for chicks to worship him. His younger sisters call him a man whore, while Bastion is turning out just like him.

His girlfriend of 6 months broke up with him cause she caught him in bed with her mother.

Looking in his closet he stumbles over the Book, open and waiting for him to write something down.

In his jealousy of those gay guys who can sleep with anyone he wrote:

I'm like 100% gay, no chicks only dicks.

I wont get any STD's from sex.

Sex with me will change anyone's life.

Again the book closes and gets to work.

Victor 30, 215lbs

Vic the dick had been out for 2 years now, the book took the man whore and turned him into a man slut. Everyone wanted a piece of him and at least Vic was smart enough to charge them for his services. Every option on the table is open he'd do any guy and make them feel like his number1. Every guy he slept with changed, most upped their stamina but some hunked out into gay sluts just like Vic.

Hell even Bastion had come out and if the rumors are true he's slept with every guy at his college.

Vic 32 230lbs

Vic was becoming something of a local celebrity in the gay community. His looks had caught the eye of a movie producer and now he was staring in low budget action movies as the gay savior. He had been so busy that he wasn't home for his 33rd birthday. Some how the book found him on location in the bottom of his travel bag.

Vic watched as it opened up to the last page with 3 empty spaces.

He took his time and pondered over what he should write.

I want to find true love

I want to be content

I want to be smart again

The book seemed to close with a sigh. None of these were worth the trouble of granting. But a deal is a deal.

Vic 34, 245lbs

Vic, 38, 275lbs

Finally after 20 years, Vic had stopped growing. Life had settled down for the Gay icon, nowadays, he owned a successful chain of LGBTQIA Gyms that catered towards the community needs. He organized Pride events and helped with protests when needed. He looked at the open book on his desk. It was tempting but Vic no longer wanted to change anything about his life. Even though he had never found a lifelong partner.

He decided he had held on to the magic for to long, so he summoned his newest intern Jack and gave the book to him then let him leave so he could explore this newest acquisition.

*bright flash of Light*

The intercom beeps and Vic pushes the button.

"Sir your husband just arrived to collect you. He wants to remind you that you still have to pick up the kids and get changed for tonights ceremony"

Before he could even answer the door burst open and Vic's husband of 7 years strolled in. Vic was already out of his chair and giving Jack a pec on the cheek while grabbing his toned ass.

On his way out Vic glanced at the family photo on his desk and gave a silent thanks to the book.

[yowyowyaoi]

*Sasori and Deidara in Sasori’s room, Sasori reading and Deidara sculpting*

Sasori: *glances up* Brat. Stop that.

Deidara: Stop what?

Sasori: You’re chewing on your hair again.

Deidara: *subtly releases the lock of hair he was chewing on* S-sorry …

Sasori: You’re always nibbling at something, it seems. Your hair, pens, bits of paper, bottle caps … I swear anything that goes near your mouth is doomed. You’ve got quite the oral fixation.

Deidara, indignantly: So? It’s not like I’m hurting you or anything, hm. 

Sasori: You’re not hurting me, no, but it’s not exactly the most pleasant thing to watch.

Deidara: Hey, you know what? I have the solution for that … stop watching me, weirdo.

Sasori: A bit hard not to when you constantly invite yourself to my room and are consistently in my personal space …

Deidara: Okay, but when I don’t “invite myself” in, you always come looking for me, hm. That means that YOU’RE gay for ME, so leave me alone about what I want to chew on!

*Sasori is about to retort when Tobi walks in the room*

Tobi: Hey, Sasori-Senpai, I think Deidara-Senpai is right; he CAN do whatever he wants with his mouth!

Deidara: Thank you, Tobi! See, Danna, you —

Tobi, in Obito voice: In fact, come to my room for a bit and I’ll give you something else for that gorgeous mouth of yours. You can keep it in there for as long as you want and I won’t complain at all ~

Sasori: Oi, so, you flirting with MY boyfriend aside … you do realize that he chews on everything, correct? So instead of what you’re suggesting, he’d be more likely to sit there and chomp on *it* …

Tobi: Joke’s on you, Puppet; I’m into that sh*t!

Sasori and Deidara:

[sambuckylibrary]

SamBucky Summer Bingo 2023 Month 1

The SamBucky Summer Bingo 2023 has had a magnificent start with so many awesome pieces of fanwork! Here's what's been made in the last month, and if you want to see all the information on this ongoing event, click here. Thank you all for participating last month and we're excited to see what else will be made this month!

BEACH

Body Built For Me by @cobrafantasies | Rated: G | WC: 2.2K words | Beach Day, Domestic Fluff, Mutual Pining | AO3 |

Untitled But Awesome Fic by @funsized-loser | Rated: T | WC: 1.7K words | Treasure Hunt, Beach Day, Family Vacation |

CAMP

Hiking by @glittercake | Rated: M | WC: 700 words | Established SamBucky, 1 Million Nicknames, Hiking |

Avian Telepathy by @glittercake | Rated: T | WC: 900 words | "I can take a bear"/"You can't take a bear", Shenanigans, Avian Telepathy |

Stuck in a Tent by @funsized-loser | Rated: N/A | WC: 852 words | Stuck in a Tent, Family Fluff, Getting Together |

DELACROIX

Meanwhile, In the Pantry by @thatmexisaurusrex | Rated: T | WC: 1.5K words | Mission Fic, Crack Treated Seriously, First Kiss | AO3 |

Meanwhile, In the Hallway by @thatmexisaurusrex | Rated: E | WC: 1.4K words | Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Dorks in Love, Free Space | AO3 |

Totally Normal People by @thatmexisaurusrex | Rated: T | WC: 1.3K words | No Powers Modern AU, Meet-Cute, Bonfire | AO3 |

"Come here often?" "You see me here every day." by @thatmexisaurusrex | Art | Sports AU, Rivals to Lovers, Summer Sport |

Sculpt Me Like One Of Your Bird Friends by @thatmexisaurusrex | Rated: M | WC: 2.9K words | Modern No Powers AU, Crack Treated Seriously, Homecoming | AO3 |

Bien Verano/Welcome Summer (English Version) by noe3489 | Rated: G | WC: 1.8K palabras/1.7K words | First Kiss, Friends to Lovers, Bonfire | AO3/AO3 |

"I was in the neighborhood, so..." by @thatmexisaurusrex | Art | Bright, Modern AU Sam Cap, Cat Dads |

every time it rains (you're here in my head) by @thatmexisaurusrex | Rated: M | WC: 9.7K words | Strangers to Lovers, Haunted Houses, High School AU | AO3 |

"Hey, there stranger. Fancy meeting you here." by @thatmexisaurusrex | Art | Childhood Rivals to Lovers, Cookout or Boil, Cute |

PRIDE

Check Yes or No by @sygoflyy | Rated: G | WC: 1.9K words | No Powers Modern AU, Coming Out, First Time | AO3 |

Why do you care? by @siancore | Rated: M | WC: 1K words | Love Confessios, Gay Bar, The Girls Are Fighting | AO3 |

Pride Parade SamBucky by @thesunwillart | Art | Fun, Vibrant, Pride Parade |

Queer But Not Into Bright Colors by @sygoflyy | Rated: T | WC: 2.7K words | No Powers Modern AU, Pride Parade, Non-Graphic Smut | AO3 |

Lookin' At All The Lovin' We Do by @cobrafantasies | Rated: E | WC: 2.2K words | Love Confessions, Bucky Barnes Takes Care of Sam Wilson, Partner to Lovers | AO3 |

Padam by @six2vii | Rated: T | WC: 1.4K words | Canon Divergence, Fluff, Pride Parade | AO3 |

Kiss Me... Before by @sygoflyy | Rated: G | WC: 1.2K words | No Powers Modern AU, Implied Mpreg, Drag Show | AO3 |

Love is Love by noe3489 | Rated: N/A | First Kiss, Pride Parade, Friends to Lovers | AO3 |

Have fun and we look forward to your SamBucky Summer Bingo fics!

- The Mods

[wyn0rrific]

🎮

oh god hi this was from a lil oc ask thing i reposted awhile back (which btw i encourage yall to send moar /hj)

cannot remember the exact wording of this but i believe the question was what are three of ur oc's favorite hobbies?

there wasnt any specifications for who to answer this as so imma do all my space marine lads :3

vitus:

sculpting

listening to music ("but wuvz isn't this contradictory-" he actually enjoys feeling the vibrations of the instruments and the way it feels against his body! the ec usually are supplied with musician remembrancers/live music + vitus prefers to "listen" without his hearing aids as the music is too loud/overstimulating with them on)

"shadowing" ppl (heavy quotations bc its borderline stalking LOL she really enjoys the different people within her legion like lucius and fabius. therefore whenever Fulgrim is too busy/in a situation where Vitus isn't allowed to practically perch on his shoulder she turns to others within the legion. whether it be staring over fabius' shoulder as he dissects a foreign xeno species or watching lucius and the others train from afar. she just really enjoys ppl watching without engaging in conversation)

percival:

traveling (mans is nomadic he HATES staying in one spot hence the reason why he got lost from his company)

reading illegal sacred literature (aka doing something she KNOWS is very heretic coded)

being a lil shit (i dunno ask one of his alters)

nyx:

reading historical/linguistic literature (nyx knows multiple languages alongside his chapter's form of sign language)

meditation

illegal experimentation (do NOT ask him about this he will yap for DAYS and the imperium will lit rally exterminatus him AND you)

cain:

training

wallowing in his own pity and agony of being a space marine in a chapter that's practically despised by most of the imperium

have a gay crisis over the mysterious heretic you met mid expedition who clung onto you like a lost puppy

[restaurantweak]

"Bear Soup of Guerneville"

Whew.

This took longer than I'd like (water is challenging), but I am happy with the result and I learned a lot.

If you'd like to learn about this render, keep on reading:

Composition Check

Like my last couple renders, I'm using classical composition techniques common in Renaissance art...with something new!  Going left-to-right:

Rabatment of the rectangle to create dynamic symmetry and balance to a complex scene.  Characters and objects are restrained to this armature to reinforce the implied lines.

The fibonacci spiral and golden ratio lead your eyes through the scene. I'm showing four major spirals, which start and end at each other to pull you into the composition...but within each "group" of men are smaller permutations of the golden ratio.

NEW: Circular composition.  This technique was very popular in Renaissance art.  The centers of the circles are dictated by the rabatment of the rectangle, then I reinforced the shape with the outline of the pool, negative space of the water (top), and the inner tube (bottom). The circular composition helps focus your attention in a busy scene.

Great example of circular composition informed by the rabatment of the rectangle in "The Queen’s Government" by Peter Paul Rubens (a circular composition superfan). Note how it brings your attention to two opposites.

Although the composition centers around the thick boi, gestures and blocking lead you to a sneaky self portrait of the artist. (Hey, da vinci did it, so its cool right?)

Environment Design

This render is inspired by the popular pool party "Lazy Bear" held in Guerneville. It's a popular gay destination for the San Francisco gays, and I thought it would be fitting for the guys from my past renders.

See? I've squished the depth of the pool by using an exaggerated focal length and perspective.

Lighting

Caustics (or, how light behaves when passing through volumes) is a really tricky thing for my 3D software. Here's (roughly) what lighting the water involved:

Simulate the water

Create proxy meshes for everything and submerge those to create the ripples

The ripples were too fine, so sculpt larger, more exaggerated water

The index of refraction for water is actually too high to see through the water, so we change this to almost zero

Add volumetric randomwalk to disperse inbound light in a pretty way

Arrange pool lights in a way that they cast nice caustics on the subjects

Phew!  And, to be honest, the caustics are not super sharp.  I need to practice more...I'm just happy I got it working at all.

After caustics, I generated steam and comped it in later with the depth pass (right image).

Hair

Finally, some bodyhair.  The hair grooming workflow is not great and my computer is very laggy, so I rendered it separately and comped it in post.  The results are...not bad, but not realistic either.  I need to research this more for better results next time.

Phew!  That was a lot.  If you enjoy it, please check out my patreon, my store, or get some free phone wallpapers.

[pitaficionado]

Contrasts

I'm a middle-aged gay guy who fully embraces my natural body, including being quite hairy, especially in my armpits. It’s something I’ve always had, and it’s just part of who I am. Being comfortable with my body is important to me, and I don't shy away from it.

Most of the time, when I hit the gym, I’m rocking a tank top, eager to show off my body fur. I’m proud of it, especially the thick hair on my chest and armpits. It feels good to be comfortable in my skin and let it show while I’m working out. Plus, it’s freeing to be able to move without feeling restricted, and I kind of enjoy the way it gets a few looks or reactions.

For a while now, I’ve noticed this smooth, fit guy at the gym who seems to glance in my direction whenever I’m there. It’s subtle, but I’ve caught him a few times watching me during my sets or when I’m stretching after a workout. He doesn’t stare, but it’s enough to make me wonder if there’s something more to those looks. It’s kind of flattering, actually. I’m not sure if it’s my confidence or the body fur that’s catching his eye, but it’s got me curious about what he’s thinking.

He’s quite beautiful, with a toned, smooth body that stands out in the crowd. There’s just a light dusting of fur in his pits, barely noticeable unless you’re paying attention, but it adds to his appeal. It gives him this clean, effortless look, almost like he’s naturally sculpted that way. There’s something about his smoothness that contrasts with my own body, and I find myself drawn to that.

More than once, I’ve found myself fantasizing about having sex with him, imagining how the contrast between our bodies would turn us both on. His smooth, lean frame against my hairy chest and arms would feel electric, like opposites attracting in the best way possible. I picture the way his soft skin would react to the roughness of my body hair, how the difference between us would heighten the intensity. The thought of us together, exploring that contrast, has crossed my mind more than I’d like to admit, and I can’t help but wonder if he’s thought about it too.

One time, when I saw him at the gym, something different caught my eye—he was wearing an engagement band. It was subtle, but once I noticed, it was hard to look away. I felt this strange mix of emotions hit me all at once. On one hand, I was happy for him, but on the other, it made all those fantasies I’d had about him feel a little more distant, like a door closing. Still, I couldn’t help but glance his way, wondering what kind of person had captured his attention, and if they noticed the same things about him that I had.

When I saw him in the locker room, I decided to go for it. As he was getting changed, I caught his eye and nodded in his direction, a casual acknowledgment, but enough to strike up a conversation. I asked something simple—maybe about his workout routine or how often he comes to the gym—but it broke the ice. He responded with a friendly smile, and we talked for a few minutes, just small talk, but it felt good to finally engage with him. There was something about being in that space, just the two of us, that made the moment feel more personal.

During our conversation, I took a moment to congratulate him on his engagement, glancing down at his band as I mentioned it. He seemed surprised at first, then smiled, thanking me warmly. I could tell the ring meant something important to him by the way he looked at it for a second before responding. As I eyed the band, I felt a mix of curiosity and a bit of longing, wondering what kind of connection he had with his partner. But I kept things light, letting the congratulations stand while subtly trying to get a read on how he felt about the whole thing.

He introduced himself as Derek, and after a bit more chatting, he brought up his fiancé—a guy, as it turns out. Derek spoke about him with an easy confidence, describing how they met and how long they’ve been together. There was a genuine warmth in his voice, and the way he talked about his fiancé made it clear how much he cared. It was nice, actually, seeing how happy he seemed, but at the same time, it added a layer of distance between us. Still, hearing his story made me appreciate him in a different way, as more than just the gym crush I’d been thinking about.

Still, though, when I took off my shirt, I couldn’t help but notice Derek’s eyes lingering on my chest fur. It was subtle, just a quick glance, but enough for me to catch it. I felt a small rush, knowing he was looking. Even though he’d just talked about his fiancé, that moment felt charged in a way I hadn’t expected. It wasn’t long, but the way his eyes flickered over my body made me wonder if there was still some curiosity or attraction there, despite everything.

I couldn’t resist complimenting Derek on his smooth body, telling him how great it looked and how I admired the way he carried himself. I asked him if his fiancé was similar in build, curious to know if they shared that aesthetic. Derek chuckled a bit, and his eyes sparkled with amusement as he replied. He described his fiancé as a little more rugged, contrasting with his own sleek look. It was interesting to hear how their differences played into their dynamic, and I found myself genuinely intrigued, wanting to know more about their relationship and how they complemented each other in their own unique ways. There was something about the way he spoke—admiration mixed with fondness—that made it clear they had a strong bond. It left me contemplating how diverse attraction can be, even within the same community.

In a moment of honesty, Derek shyly confessed that he’s always had a thing for hairy guys, his cheeks tinged with a hint of blush as he spoke. He admitted that he’d been attracted to that look for a while now, yet he’d never actually been with a really hairy guy before. It felt like a secret he was sharing just between us, and I couldn’t help but feel a thrill at his admission. Hearing him articulate that interest sparked a sense of connection between us, as if we were stepping into uncharted territory. I could see the curiosity in his eyes, and it made me wonder what might happen if we explored that mutual attraction further.

With a playful smirk, I slyly asked Derek if he was planning on checking that off his list before the wedding. His eyes widened for a moment, a mix of surprise and amusement dancing across his face. It was a bold question, but the lightness of the conversation made it feel natural. He chuckled softly, a bit flustered, and I could see he was weighing his response. I was half-joking, but part of me wondered if there was a deeper curiosity lurking beneath his initial reaction.

Over the next few weeks, our casual chats at the gym turned into something more regular, with Derek opening up more about his impending wedding. He shared details about the planning, the venue, and even a few stories about his fiancé that made me smile. Yet, amidst all that talk about love and commitment, I couldn’t help but notice how he still stole glances at my chest and pits every chance he got. It was both flattering and intriguing; he’d listen intently, but his eyes would often wander, lingering on the very features he’d confessed to finding attractive.

One late night at the gym, I ran into Derek as he walked around the locker room, engrossed in a phone conversation with his fiancé. He seemed animated, gesturing slightly as he spoke, clearly in the midst of discussing wedding details. I quietly grabbed my things, trying not to interrupt, but I couldn’t help but watch him for a moment. There was something endearing about how he lit up while talking, the joy evident in his voice. Even though I felt a twinge of envy, I respected their relationship and enjoyed just being in his presence, listening to the warmth of his laughter as he chatted away.

As I stood there, I found myself unable to look away from the very loose fur in Derek’s sweaty pit, glistening under the locker room lights. It was a striking contrast to the smoothness of the rest of his body, and the sight stirred something within me. The way it moved slightly with each gesture he made was oddly captivating, and I couldn’t help but appreciate how it added to his overall appeal. Despite the casualness of the moment, there was an intensity in my gaze that felt charged, and I knew I was caught up in the allure of that mix between smooth and furry. It was a fleeting moment, but it left me with a lingering excitement about the dynamic we shared.

Without really thinking, I found myself walking up close to Derek while he was still on the phone, drawn in by an inexplicable urge to be near him. I could hear snippets of his conversation, the way his voice carried warmth and enthusiasm, but my focus was more on his presence than the words he was saying. Standing there, just a breath away, I felt the heat radiating from his body, the scent of his sweat mingling with the freshness of the locker room. It was an intimate moment, almost electric, and I suddenly realized how easy it was to lose myself in the connection we’d built over the weeks.

Derek seemed to embrace the moment, his eyes flickering from the phone to me, a subtle smile playing on his lips. There was a kind of unspoken understanding between us, as if he welcomed my proximity without any hesitation. His engagement ring glinted in the light, but it felt like the distance between us shrank, creating a bubble where the world outside faded away. I was acutely aware of the tension in the air, and despite the context of his phone call, it felt like we were sharing a secret connection that was both thrilling and a bit dangerous.

I leaned in closer, feeling an irresistible urge to bridge the gap between us, and before I knew it, I found myself kissing his armpit. The warmth of his skin against my lips sent a thrill through me, and I couldn’t help but savor the unique blend of sweat and the faint scent of his deodorant. It was both daring and exhilarating, and I could feel the tension in the air shift as I took that leap. Derek's breath caught for a moment, a mix of surprise and intrigue flashing across his face, but he didn’t pull away. Instead, he seemed to lean into it, and I realized we had crossed into a new territory of intimacy that neither of us had anticipated.

As I continued to kiss his armpit, Derek kept talking on the phone, but his focus shifted. I could feel his hand move from his side, gently running through my hairy chest beneath my tank top. The warmth of his touch sent shivers down my spine, mixing with the thrill of the moment. It was as if he was lost in the sensation, distracted from his conversation as he explored the softness of my body hair. I glanced up to see the look of fascination on his face, his eyes filled with a mix of surprise and desire. The juxtaposition of his smooth skin against my fur created an electric connection, and in that moment, everything outside of us faded away.

In between his words, Derek began to lean in, his breath warm against my skin as he started to lick the fur on my chest. Each gentle stroke of his tongue sent a rush of excitement through me, blurring the lines between conversation and something much more intimate. His eyes sparkled with mischief, and it was clear he was savoring the taste and texture, fully absorbed in the moment. It felt both playful and sensual, like we were dancing on the edge of uncharted territory. I could hardly concentrate on what he was saying, my mind consumed by the feel of his warmth and the way he was exploring my body in such a captivating way.

As Derek continued to lick my fur, I noticed that the conversation on the phone seemed to be winding down. His voice became softer, and the laughter he shared with his fiancé was gradually fading into casual goodbyes. I could sense the shift in his attention; he was becoming more present with me, allowing the moment to draw us closer. He nodded absently, responding to his fiancé while stealing glances at me, a playful smile still lingering on his lips. It felt like we were caught in a world of our own, and with every passing second, the anticipation built as we both realized that whatever was happening between us was about to take center stage, leaving the phone call behind.

When Derek finally ended the call, his attention shifting completely to me. Without hesitation, he buried his face in my pit, inhaling deeply as if savoring the moment. I felt his warm breath against my skin, a mix of excitement and intimacy flooding through me. It was a bold move, and I could sense the playful energy between us intensifying. His body was close, and the softness of his cheeks against my fur sent shivers down my spine. In that instant, all the hesitation melted away, leaving just the two of us in a cocoon of desire and connection, fully present in each other’s embrace.

Derek pulled back slightly, his eyes sparkling with a mix of admiration and delight. He looked up at me and exclaimed how much he loved the taste and smell of my pit, his voice a mix of sincerity and playful mischief. “It’s just so unique,” he said, a grin spreading across his face, “like the perfect blend of sweat and musk. I can’t get enough of it!” His words sent a rush of warmth through me, amplifying the intimacy of the moment. It was both flattering and thrilling to hear him articulate such appreciation, and I felt a swell of confidence knowing that my body was something he genuinely desired.

As Derek continued to praise the taste and smell of my pit, a fleeting flash of guilt crossed his face, momentarily overshadowing his playful demeanor. It was brief but noticeable, as if he was grappling with the reality of his engagement while indulging in this intimate moment with me. Yet, just as quickly as it appeared, he brushed it aside, leaning in closer and admitting that he had always wanted to service a hairy guy's pits. The honesty in his voice was both electrifying and disarming, revealing a side of him that craved exploration and connection, despite the complexities of his relationship.

Feeling the intensity of the moment, I leaned in and gave Derek a deep kiss, letting the warmth of our connection wash over us. Pulling back slightly, I whispered that we could just limit ourselves to armpit play since it was clear that’s what he really craved. The invitation hung in the air, a tantalizing offer that acknowledged his desire while respecting the boundaries of his relationship. His eyes lit up at my words, a mix of relief and excitement flooding his expression. It felt liberating to acknowledge our attraction in such a focused way, and I could see the tension ease as he nodded, ready to explore this uncharted territory with me.

As we drew closer again, Derek leaned in and whispered into my ear, sharing a secret that sent a thrill through me: his fiancé doesn’t like armpits in the same way he does. The admission felt intimate, a glimpse into his desires that he couldn’t fully express in his committed relationship. I could sense a mix of vulnerability and liberation in his voice, as if he was finally able to explore a part of himself that had been tucked away. It was an unexpected twist that made our connection feel even more special, deepening the bond we were creating in this moment. I couldn’t help but feel honored that he was sharing such a personal part of his life with me.

With a playful smile, I leaned in closer and whispered to Derek that he could always play with mine—no questions asked. The promise felt exhilarating, an invitation that laid everything out on the table without hesitation. I could see the spark in his eyes as he processed my words, and a grin broke across his face, clearly thrilled by the offer. It was a way of letting him know that he had the freedom to explore this part of himself without any reservations. In that moment, the air between us buzzed with anticipation, and I could sense that we were both ready to dive deeper into this shared desire, fully embracing the connection we had found in each other.

When we both left the gym showers that day, we felt cleansed and satisfied in more ways than one. The hot water had washed away the sweat and tension, leaving our bodies feeling refreshed, but it was the shared intimacy that truly invigorated us. As we stepped out, there was a sense of lightness in the air, a mutual understanding that we had crossed into a new chapter of our connection. Derek flashed me a smile that was filled with both mischief and contentment, and I couldn’t help but return it, knowing we had both indulged in something special.

As we dried off and began to gather our things, Derek turned to me with a teasing smile and said he’d have to send me an invitation to his wedding. Apparently, it was going to be a destination wedding, smack right in the middle of August. With a playful tone, he mentioned that he could imagine my body hair sweating profusely through the black tie attire that would be required at the ceremony. The lighthearted tone in his voice held an undercurrent of sincerity, making me chuckle at the unexpectedness of it. It was a reminder of the reality we were both navigating—the excitement of our newfound connection juxtaposed with the commitments he had made. I felt a mix of emotions at the thought; part of me was thrilled to be included in such a significant moment of his life, while another part grappled with the complexities of our situation. Still, the warmth of our earlier interaction lingered, and I couldn’t help but appreciate how open and honest he was being with me, even as he embraced the duality of his life.

[poltergeist-coffee]

Please infodump about the college

I am favela 6 enjoyer and you know it but talk about all the ideas you have and I'll read every word and be totally normal about it

No screams for now Bec I'm currently on class and I don't have much battery left in my phone:(

Later maybe

- 🍽️

OKAY!!! SO!!! All the members on the Qsmp go to Quesadilla University who’s mascot is a silly yellow duck and a white bear affectionately (?) named Cucurucho

The Brazilian members are international students who come one semester to study there!! (Bagi comes a few semesters after the og five do because Forever and Cellbit kept talking to her about the school. Maybe her application was delayed to join) They all stay in the same dorm together because if they weren’t allowed too I think they’d set the University on fire (all six still have very…questionable pasts but they don’t talk about it lol)

Quackity introduced all the Brazilians to the English + Spanish players because they’re all in a program to help the new international students get use to being at the university/help them in any way they need.

Cellbit is a law student with a concentration in criminal law I think!! Same with Bagi I think she would be a law student (if you have more creative ideas tho feel free to let me know)

Felps is an art student, I think he’d do a lot of sculpting and has carved a massive fucking slab of marble into a perfect square by hand (hes fucking insane <33)

Tazercraft are both Science/Stem majors I think? Pac might have a focus on like chemical science though and Mike is more engineering????

Forever is a carpentry major (BUILDER!!) and minoring in Business (STONKSCRAFT!!) he’s super popular on campus btw… it’s because he’s so pretty and friendly with people like… look at him… you can’t not love him…

Cellbit runs the TTRPG/DND club on campus (their club room is right next to the Pride Center. this was not a mistake they specifically asked for that room) and the vice president is Slimecicle!! It’s a super fun and welcoming place, both of them love to scare the shit out of the new players with the role playing horrors <33 During Pride Month, Cellbit is exclusively referred too as the “Gay Master” and wears a mlm cape with a lil ace flag in it too :DD

Anyways, I mentioned they all dorm together!! Basically it has like one communal space and three smaller rooms/bedrooms (2 beds in each, last room has one bed). The communal space has a couch which can be turned into a bed and they all like to watch movies there together and destress :DD

One of the bedrooms was turned into a study room basically and Cellbit pretty much lives in there MABDHJFBAKAK he’s always studying or doing something on his laptop and the others check up on him sometimes. There have been multiple occasions where Forever was studying in there at like…4 am and Cellbit just walks in, climbs into Forever’s lap and just passes out. He’s like a cat he sleeps wherever he wants and we can’t do anything about it ://

Also if no one asks where Felps is he will just pass out in his studio inhaling clay fumes or whatever project he’s working on. He will simply vanish off the face of the planet (this is why the Brazilians all have a “family” group chat, yes Bagi got added to it even before she came to Quesadilla University)

[gayelderstourney]

OLD MAN YAOI BRACKET ROUND 2

Propaganda:

Sheo/The Nailsmith:

It's really nice because you unlock it after the nailsmith asks you to kill him with the pure nail and you refuse and walk away. He then says he was wandering hallownest without purpose until he found sheo who helped him discover that there was more to life than just one calling. These two are probably the only characters in the game to have a genuinely happy ending

The nailsmith loses his purpose in life after finishing his ultimate masterpiece, his lifelong goal, the pure nail. He requests the protagonist to try the nail on him, but If you refuse, he will find sheo who helps him to find new meaning in life and realise that there is more to life by teaching him different crafts. They can then be seen sculping figurines together, and sheo is also painting the nailsmith.They share a common love for art and crafts and inspire each other. Sheo's story is that he was a nailmaster, but got tired of it, and put down his nail to pick up a paintbrush. I think it's beautiful that he could help the nailsmith realise what he himself did. They both also used to live in solitude without even realising how lonely they were, and I think it's cute tuhat they can do art together now :]

They are two bugs retired from their career and making better lives for themselves and they’re gay about it. Nailsmith believes at first that he has nothing left after creating the perfect nail and asks the knight to strike him down, and if you don’t, he meets Sheo, a retired nailmaster finding a new calling in painting and sculpting. They find a shared love in creating things and Nailsmith finds a new calling in art as well. The achievement you get for uniting them is called “Happy Couple”

Gay bugs gay bugs gay bugs (Cw mention of suicide) They both used to pursue their one passion in life: forging the perfect nail (sword) for the Nailsmith and the art of combat for Sheo. Sheo realized he could just leave that life when he lost his passion for fighting, and he found himself a new purpose in life: art. However, he always seemed very lonely, completely isolated by all other bugs in his hidden house in the middle of a thorn jungle. When The Nailsmith achieved his goal and forged the perfect nail, he lost his purpose in life and his will to live. He asks the player to kill him. However, if the player refuses, he can later be found in Sheo's house, modelling for Sheo or sculpting figurines with him. He thanks the player for not fulfilling his request, because he has found a new calling in life here, making art together with Sheo. They both express how happy they are to no longer be alone. This also gives you the "Happy Couple" achievement, confirming that they are a couple.

THEY'RE CANON!!! They're fucking canon!!! You can talk to them at one point after doing a Bunch of Stuff to get them to meet each other and you get an achievement called "Happy Couple"!!! Gotta love old man yuri

Jean-Luc Picard/Q:

theyre kind of the ogs. q fucked that old man for SURE. if they arent old enough for you in the next generation (1987-1984) they probably will be in picard (2020-2023). also when i went looking for the pic i included i googled “star trek picard q in bed” and there were actually multiple different instances of that happening that popped up

um it’s unclear what age Q is supposed to be in TNG but in Picard they’re both undeniably old as balls. Q has godlike powers that he just uses to hang out with this bald old man in increasingly strange and annoying ways. And call him “mon capitane” like a freak and materialize next to him in bed and say Good Morning Darling and lounge all over the Enterprise like a fruit anyways I think they’re abnormal and I like them

what if you were an all powerful nearly omnipotent being who has been worshipped as a god on planets across the farthest reaches of space and the first guy to just not give a shit about you makes you fall madly in love with him

I can’t get my thoughts clear right now but they mean so much to me. They’re meant to be with each other ok. the sequel to spirk. they would be canon if paramount werent COWARDS

if I were an entity as old as the universe itself and I kept visiting some old guy on a spaceship trying to justify the existence of humanity it would 100% be for gay reasons and Q understands this concept on an intimate level actually

[starscatteredsky]

,,,,hii

requesting a uhhh idk what u call it,,, tips list??? for a Faery/faerie changeling

thank ^v^

faerie/changeling tips!

pt: faerie/changeling tips!

avoid iron for things like jewelry, utensils, tools, etc

learn about what kind of fae are rumoured to live in your area, and how to show respect to them!

learn more about fae in general, and what kind of faerie you might be a changeling from!

avoid telling lies whenever you can

try out ethereal and fae-like makeup looks

connect with nature! take long nature walks, find little hangouts, or just learn about it from the comfort of home!

connect with animals too! any pets you or people you know have can be great to bond with!

decorate your living space with things like faerie circle mushrooms trinkets, objects collected from outside, crystals, anything that you want!

star lamps, moon lamps, or other sensory, whimsical lighting!

create art in any of its forms! painting, writing, sculpting, dancing, singing, music making, anything you have fun with! you don’t habe to be “good” at it to have fun!

enjoy playing harmless pranks on people who are ok with it!

hope these help! -🩸

Requests open!!!

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[celestemagnoliathewriter]

I’m honestly sick and tired of people claiming everyone is bi if they find the same sex attractive. JKR wanted us to know who was attractive and who wasn’t, since the story was from Harry’s pov everyone has put a label on his sexuality. Like can we not normalize appreciating the same sex without labels? I remember being teased for being bi if I said a girl or woman was beautiful and it annoyed me because they automatically labeled me without asking me. Does that mean the next time I see a dog and say “that’s a good looking dog” I’ll be labeled as someone who’s attracted to animals? Just because a man thinks another man is attractive does not make him bi. Now if Harry had sexual feelings for the same sex in the book then yes he could be bi, but did we even a hint of that? No. So ppl need to stop claiming this as canon when it’s more of a fan theory.

I think there are a couple of layers to this, anon, and I apologize in advance for a long post as it led to quite the reflection on my end.

On the one hand, there's something to be said about heteronormative readings about texts, in that assuming is everyone is cishet until proven otherwise is limiting, to say the least. I'd like to gently ask you to think about the way you compared attraction to people to attraction to dogs, as that's a big leap. I understand the point you are making, and this reaction you have about being labeled as bi, attached to the reaction over the HC (not actual canon) of bi Harry, gives me pause.

By that I mean I had a very similar, sort of visceral reaction to a lot of the HCs and fan theories I found when I started participating in fandom and joined Tumblr. As the years go by I continue to reflect on these reactions, where they came from, and where I'm going next.

So let's talk about bi Harry for a minute and about some other thoughts I've had.

First, I don't think Harry is bi, based entirely on the authorial intent and the world JKR created. That's not to say we can't read it in other ways but I do think it's important to recognize that the world she created, wrote in, and promotes is fundamentally heteronormative. Yes, Dumbledore is gay, and his sexuality was revealed by JKR directly and not in any concrete depiction. You could argue that she couldn't say anything because of the time period, but let's face it - after PoA, she could publish these gargantuan books and the texts got darker. We also have to remember that just as 'men writing women' is a thing, so is 'women writing men.' JKR has admitted she's bad at writing romance. She calls several men handsome in the text, through Harry's eyes, and we do have to acknowledge the author's voice in the character.

Second, I don't think there's a reason Harry can't be bi. That is, we can definitely say he's into women (Cho, Ginny), and like many many people throughout history, they discover their sexuality later in life. There's no reason why Harry can't figure out later that he's bi. That's not saying that he is or has to be - it's more making room for this reality that I think is at the heart of what these HCs are getting to.

The reason for this is that queerness in history has been largely erased. I think there's value in trying to read texts, even if they were written in a heteronormative context, to make space for queer characters and readings. The sort of visceral reaction I see in this ask, which I shared a couple years ago, led to rethinking a lot of the way I see the role of representation and the diversity of voices in fiction, or broadly speaking, anywhere.

I do think that if we stick with a very strict reading of the text, according to what JKR planned out, then yes, we'd probably find that most everyone is cishet. But as we're occupying this space of fanfic, where we take the characters out of the texts and give them lives in missing scenes, why can't we explore queerness in them or take what we have in canon and sculpt it to find voices that have otherwise been silenced? This isn't to say they're canon - but that they can exist in canon and can be compliant or coherent.

There's another thing I want to very gently point out in your ask, anon. Why does it bother you so much?

If someone asked me that a couple years ago, I'd have said something along the lines of 'well, it's ridiculous. obviously he's straight, and assuming someone's bi or gay because they say or do x, y, z, is nonsense.' BUT, here's where I am a couple years later. Is it not the same concept to assume someone is straight because there's no specific marker that signals them as queer?

What I am trying to point to is that if it's the assumption that bothers you, then it's what (I believe) bothers those who are queer themselves. The assumption of "straight until proven otherwise" and "you must be bi because you find the same sex physically attractive" direct us to a similar pressure point. No one wants assumptions to dominate the way we are perceived, or the way a certain population is treated.

That's why, even if I read JKR's world as heteronormative across many, many categories, if I want to enter that world in a more detached sense and think of these fictional characters as real people, I will find queer characters because I find queer people in history.

Some characters are easier to do this with than others: I find writing canon Harry in the canon timeline as bi to be really hard. This might be my own heteronormativity speaking. I'm extremely aware of how frequently I say the wrong thing or word something in a way that isn't exactly right, but I am trying.

Writing bi Harry later in his life? Easier. Definitely easier, because of our own historical context. It wouldn't surprise me if a teenage boy in the 90s would struggle with, suppress, or even ignore bisexuality in himself. In the 00s? 10s? 20s? Different story.

I'm still not going to write bi Harry though, partly because I don't like writing Harry, and there are other characters that I find more interesting to explore with their sexualities.

But back to your point, anon. Though I understand your frustration, having been there myself, I would encourage you to understand why people say these things. There's a desire for representation, which is sorely needed, and has been historically lacking. There's a desire to normalize--or, perhaps put in a better way--be more accepting/less surprised when queer people simply exist.

If nothing else, like I have gone through my own growing pains of trying to be more open minded (a decade-long process at least), I would encourage you to do the same. I'm not saying you aren't open minded or accepting - let me be clear about that - though the way you phrased some things did lead to my own reflections about how I've thought about this.

Last, but not least, I do agree with the frustration over claiming things as canon versus fanon. There's a layer in the middle though, of canon compliant, that is a hot, hot mess.

Is bi Harry canon? No. Is bi Harry canon compliant? Why not? Why can't Harry figure out that all those times he thought a man was handsome was actually sexual attraction? No reason he can't figure that out and be happily married to Ginny. No reason he can't figure that out and be a devoted father and godfather.

I've been going on and on for a while. I suppose I'll stop here before my exhaustion leads me to say anything I'll regret. I do hope I've given you something to think about, and I'll be continuing to reflect on it as I keep going, as I hope you will do too.

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this isn’t a usual ask, but today i’m just feeling particularly pissed about the way the masculine body is treated in hollywood and how stranger things perpetuates it. like the fact that not only did joseph quinn crash diet for months for the role of eddie to have a more “young” look, it was also spoken about at length during interviews. same with david harbour, even though his character had a tangible reason for it beyond aesthetic, he specifically said in interviews the expectations of his body was really damaging. i know a lot of young boys who enjoy stranger things including my brother, and i don’t want them to see content promoting the idea that someone at a healthy weight like joseph quinn needs to change his body for such a short appearance or that hopper was treated as sexier after his weight loss even within the show. this is part of why your blog has been so comforting to me, you’re very focused on showing appreciation outside of a conventional sculpted figure and masculine persona. you can totally ignore this if it’s ridiculous, but i just wanted to let you know i appreciate you 💞

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Aaaaaaaweeee Capsi!!

Thank you so much for this, I agree with you, I think it's super important.

I have my blog here to present boys getting to be fat in the "wrong" ways or fat at all and appreciated. Like yes broadly David Harbour was treated as sexier in the show and in general after his weight loss, which is one thing, but he also had a super strong following before because he was masculine and fat in the right way. Early Chris Pratt was a lot like this too. But like again it comes back to permissible/expected presentations of hyper gendered fatness. I feel like all we're allowed to see are lumberjacks and bombshells. Don't get me wrong I love a bombshell and I can appreciate a lumberjack, but I am transfem leaning non-binary/gender fluid person. I love my soft feminine boyish body. I want to be able to see myself in media being happy, I want my body to valued and not just looked past. I will probably always write sex or intimacy between people with penises because that's my experience and what I'm most comfortable with, i prioritize softness, femininity, and fatness on bodies where that combination is more stigmatized, but I value all people and just want this to be a place where people can find that sexual legibility. I want it to be kind of healing. I don't know if it is or if I'm really succeeding in my goal, but that's what I want.

It's hard for fat fems, faggots, gay boys, trans girls and I just want to show it doesnt have to be only ex-jocks, and dad-bods, and bombshells, bbws. I love all of these, but I've personally felt limited in how even in fat appreciative spaces I feel like there are marginalized forms of fatness, and I want us all to be liberated.

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So Gw may increase diversity/inclusion efforts.