#thank the fucking gays jfc

[biillys]

hi au where billy and max are child stars

neil auditioning billy for a (soon-to-be) beloved family sitcom as a baby, very mary-kate and ashley vibes, maybe billy getting the role for being the only baby not to cry during the auditions, and then putting him to work from basically day dot.

his mom doing her best to run interference and make sure he gets treated right, only letting him be on set for a few hours a week and making sure either herself or neil is always with him, but the older he grows and the more screen time he gets, the more the show runners and neil try and weasel their way for more time with him.

him turning five and the show airing it's fourth season, his parents marriage being over. his mom handing neil the divorce papers and walking out, then dipping her hand into his earnings (that neil has tied up in his own name) to try and buy them a future, trying to get full custody.

the divorce being messy and drawn out and public, neil having made her out to be the villain, the fans and magazines tearing her to shreds and writing headlines trying to shame her, saying she's a heartless bitch for trying to end her own child's career just as it's starting to take off.

billy getting caught in the middle, the separation and custody battle drawing out for years, him struggling to handle the fall out of his home life coming apart at the same time as the sitcom he grew up on comes to an end.

his life being a fucking mess by the time he turns eight.

having a little bit of free time then, technically being jobless. starting to explore other hobbies and interests now that he has some time and getting more into music and sports, begging for a guitar and a surfboard for his birthday, asking neil if he can join little league.

neil promising him one better, and instead, getting him auditions for disney, telling him the only thing better than playing the guitar, is playing the guitar for disney.

turning ten and being a series regular on an already airing disney show, but the execs and directors being so impressed by him that there's talks of him getting his own show.

part of him being excited, proud, but a bigger part of him being terrified.

being so scared to tell his mom cos he knows she'll cry. she used to run her fingers through his hair to lull him to sleep, hug him close and whisper about how she never wanted this life for him, how she's so sorry.

it becoming official and him getting his own show on disney.

him getting the news exactly one week after his mom walks out for good, his dad having finally won full custody, no visitation allowed.

him feeling sick to his stomach. he never thought she'd actually leave.

he never even got to tell her his news.

it not taking long for the shine of having his own show to wear off, the few things he was excited about starting to become a hassle.

starting to resent it.

hating it.

hating the lights and the cameras and the scripts and the running lines. the early mornings and the make up and the flights and the night shoots and the interviews and the press. hating the way he's always surrounded by adults, never having had an actual friend his own age in his entire life. that all the other kids he knows are pitted to him like rivals, there being always talk about ratings and viewers and timeslots. him not knowing what a friend without it being tied up in publicity and pr.

hating the fact that he has a sister on the show, but his dad and her mom end up getting close, and suddenly he's getting a step-sister in real life.

hating the way max only has to film for x amount of hours a day because she's a kid, but he has to film for longer, and thats on top of everything else he's gotta do, very miley cyrus sharing her schedule during her hannah montana years vibes.

him becoming a household name in his younger years from the sitcom, but disney cementing his fame, him being known by what feels like the entire world by the time he's in his teens.

growing up and getting into shit, experimenting with drugs and alcohol and sex, trying to find any and every escape he can. him and max always being on the outs in private, but being the picture perfect family in public.

neil being a controlling fucker, a true momager, has kris jenner on speed dial.

rebelling in every way he can, not giving a fuck what stories or pictures of him get leaked anymore, the press and public turning against him as he gets older.

his show ending and him expecting to finally feel free, except just becos the shows over, doesn't mean anything else is. suddenly the pressure starts feeling heavier, everyone asking him what he's got lined up next, if he's gonna straighten himself out, if he's gonna finally take his career seriously.

neil riding him, telling him to forget about whatever he wants to do, and do what he tells him to do instead. him having various commitments and auditions lined up for billy already, and billy being ready to end it all.

emancipating himself at age seventeen, cutting off contact with everyone.

going off the rails and living his worst life. catching the headlines and updates of maxine mayfield: now managed by neil hargrove, and shoving down the urge to call her and tell her to run, knows she won't listen to a thing he says any way. he was nothing but an asshole and a spoilt brat no good fuck up in her eyes anyway, neil making sure they never got close.

doing his best to go down the music route, feeling physically ill at the thought of acting again, but thinking maybe music could be the answer. he always liked it better. felt more comfortable with a guitar in his hands or a piano under his fingers than cameras and lights in his face.

the music industry being just as harsh and ruthless as the entertainment industry, him not getting taken seriously by anyone he needs to be taken seriously by, everyones expectations of him being so fucking high that he knows he'll never be able to meet them.

deciding he doesn't give a fuck about anything anymore, his life's never been his own to control or have any say over anyway. signing a five year contract with a well-known label, not writing a single song of his own or playing a single instrument aside from when they want him to trot out an acoustic set, and instead singing words richer people than him wrote and performing show after show after show, flying from country to country to country, barely fucking existing. the songs becoming chart toppers, like they were written to be, and selling out stadiums.

hitting rock bottom.

getting a wake up call from max of all people, her ringing to check he's still alive. him pulling the phone away to check this is an actual call and not a hallucination. putting the phone back up to his ear, asking why she's calling.

her saying happy birthday and billy realising he's turning twenty today.

them sitting in silence for a while before max finally cracks.

her telling him his dad's an asshole. billy laughing. no shit.

them hanging up, but max calling again, a month later, then again, a few weeks after that.

billy being hungover as fuck and having no idea what country he's in, but max is in a new movie, out in cinemas now, and it's a serious drama, it's fucking emmy nominated, so he calls the front desk of whatever hotel he's staying at and asks for directions to the closest cinema and before he knows it, he's going incognito, hoodie on, and watching her on the big screen, and she's so much better at acting than he ever was.

neil must be so goddamn pleased with himself.

too bad max sounds completely miserable everytime they talk on the phone.

he calls her instead of her calling him for the first time, opening the conversation with saw your movie, how much fucking overtime did you get for all those night-shoots?

before or after your dad took his cut?

billy laughs. he can't remember the last time he laughed.

ANYWAY. i was listening to robot by miley cyrus on repeat and!!!! child stars au!!!! them both being worked to the bone!!! hating each other becos they barely know each other cos they barely know themselves!!!! getting through their childhoods battered and bruised, billy coming out the other side first, max finally catching up to him a few years later. them both, one by one, cutting their parents out!!!! max taking the big screen by storm when she grows up, neil frothing at the mouth that he can't touch her money when she cuts him out!!!! billy never signing another contract again after his record deal ends, disappearing off the face off the earth!!!! slight the lucky one by tswift vibes!!!! idk!!!!!

[emo-eyemakeup-evildude]

okay so fucking??? last astorvember my house only caught fire and this year we had a tornado in the middle of the night with absolutely no warning

[deutsche-bahn]

I took some time and translated one of the anecdotes I'd written on here, since people keep putting my german posts through google translate in the notes and it makes my eyes bleed

It's a small story of a situation I got myself into while I was travelling through Prague. It was winter, I was 19, and completely disoriented on my way through eastern Europe. That day I'd made plans to meet some folks for breakfast at a café. But me being me I had somehow managed to type the wrong café into google maps, which sent me marching into the wrong part of town.

I burst into this unassuming little café somewhere in Prague like I was a Roman looking for the last unoccupied village in Galicia, walked through the rows of tables, couldn't find anybody. Opened google maps and promptly realized my mistake.

Unfortunately, by that point I'd caught the eye of the waiter. Some young, skinny guy with a pastel tshirt and a bow tie, looking vaguely like an overwhelmingly gay youtuber straight out of 2016. Good for him honestly.

He came flying in my direction, asking if there was anything he could help me with.

This is the point where I should briefly mention what I looked like at the time, since that somehow manages to make this story so much worse, yet so much better:

For starters I was dressed in a giant winter parka that I had quasi-borrowed from my ex. It was oversized to the point of making me look like the world's saddest emperor penguin. I'd spent the night on a flixbus (because what's new), was sleep deprived to the point of delyrium and wore giant hiking boots. The fact that I also suffer from a condition called "always looking like a 12yr old" certainly wasn't helping. In short, I looked like you could've cast me as Gavroche then and there.

The waiter proceeded, in czech, to ask me- well, something in czech. My czech skills are... lacking, and even that's a euphemism. I replied with all the wit I could muster: "What?? Sorry"

He repeated, now in english: "Hi, can I help you?"

I decided to opt for the one answer that could possibly make me look even more like a lost child.

"No, I'm just looking for my friends!"

Fantastic, stellar job, you babyfaced lunatic. Why not tell him that you'd now like to call your mum to come pick you up now? Jfc.

The waiter had already entered lost-child-emergency mode and actually offered to let me call someone if I needed to. Ah shit. "I can make you some tea!" he added. I got the vague feeling that he was five minutes and one more concerning remark on my part away from calling the authorities on me, so my reply of "ah, no no, I'm perfectly fine!" came out with a wee bit too much panic in my voice.

At that point he asked me what I was doing in Prague to begin with. In his eyes, there was a child standing in his cafe, unable to speak the local language and without his friends. Goddamn you, google maps.

I had travelled to the czech republic for a larp, and I'd rather have perished than explain the concept of larping to a random gay waiter. "Oh, it's very very complicated" I said instead. Holy shit, can you act less like a potential human trafficking victim, I fucking beg you?? Thanks in advance.

By this point the waiter was even more concerned, if possible. I thanked him several times (I must've seemed so composed and relaxed) and promptly booked it back out onto the street. Average Wednesday

[midwesternfields]

March included starting a rewatch of The Blacklist (we have a habit of doing that when shows are ending), the beginning of the baseball season (unhinged for my old men & babes), continuation of hockey and nascar (go JLo'22, you did gr8 today at 'Dega even if it wasn't the finish we wanted at least you were a menace to society making them go around you on that one lap, hope you're good after all those yellows)

April continues the rewatch, catching up on the 911verse, beginning s3 of our favorite Mandalorian (in contrast to andor & owk, I wait until the last episode airs so I can just binge watch instead [do I prefer diego & ewan over pascal? yes like pascal lands after issac even and not that I don't love him and the character its just a matter of which actors ive known longer and what characters make the bees in the brain buzz) , the Super Mario Bros Movie was amazing (it deserves some Oscars, Luigi is my baby boy and all the toads, koopas, shyguys, penguins, spinies are ALL my sons ), and just today we've made it half way through The Night Agent (peter is just the most precious person as of late, instantly fell in love with him)

January's brain rot was mostly Obikin, plus whatever else my brain has decided to completely blank on (it was a long month okay?)

February would like to add on Longmire & Miraculous to the mix, along with the yearly switching from football to baseball mode

[cressthebest]

Crimson Rivers thoughts pt. 47

chapter 72:

1. “The day of Marlene's memorial is the first time Dorcas decides she's going to kill herself.” oh shit, oh fuck wait

2. bro dorcas is unwell. like holy shit. i forget that the war started because of dorcas’ love for marlene. like. this is just as much of a dorlene fic too

3. dear god i wanna help dorcas so badly

4. call it instinct, but i knew dorcas’ hair would be a crucial part of her healing journey 💃🏼💃🏼

5. i love well rounded female characters but at what cost. dorcas is well rounded but at what cost? she’s suffering and it hurts to read

6. god damn. finding out that dorcas’ mom was in charge of a quarterly quell is fucking insane. considering that dorcas all but ran the resistance

7. “”You said it first, didn't you? There are no good people in war. I lived by those words, did you know that? All that you were wrong about, but that…" She gives a brittle laugh. "You were right about that."”

foaming at the mouth oh my god. i wanna chomp glass

8. DORCAS NO! (she started drinking fyi)

9. dear god dorcas, you aren’t the only one who knew the “real” marlene. people other than you loved her.

10. dorcas finally admitting that if she could choose someone other than dorcas it would be lily hurts. especially since lily has mary.

11. “Marlene was the love of her life, and that's it. Simple as that. She'll never love another.” OWWWWW

12. “She will make sure Lily never knows that Dorcas looks at her now and thinks before this life, it could have been us; maybe in some other life, it is. And that's more than enough.”

DNDNSMMSJSKEJNS AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

13. brb i’m sobbing

okay i’m back. dorcas just found out marlene was gonna propose and now i’m a sniveling mess

14. so much thanks to bizzarestars making the effort to learn about the way war vets healed and dealt with ptsd

chapter 73:

1. sirius having an emotional support dog >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

2. also imma make predictions now: this is the chapter where sirius goes home. it’s time

3. YES YES YES YES THEYRE GOING HOME FUCK YEAH

4. “A homely little home with a porch-swing under the stars. Sirius is homesick for that, too.”

this is my dream too. like it’s been my dream for so long. i can’t even fathom how sirius isn’t bawling like a baby over this. IM bawling like a baby over THEIR porch swing

5. regulus saw sirius and was willing to risk it all just to hug him omg

6. “Barty was the sort of person who needed no outside guidance into being a bit insane.” LMAOOOOOO

7. they’re running a business together and they’re gonna do it forever and now i want to gnaw on wood and glass and plastic and anything i can get my hands on

8. lmao not sirius sitting like a spoiled puppy dog as james and regulus argue over him for the wedding

9. “"Oh, please," James scoffs, rolling his eyes. "One, I'm not stealing your brother away from you, and you know it. Two, who the fuck else would be my best man, hm? Who? Go on."

"Oh, you want to go there?!" Regulus shouts. "What about me? Yeah, didn't think about that, did you? My best friend is dead. Oh, and so is Barty. Who do I have, James? Hm?"”

FUCKING CACKLING

10. awwwww sirius’ compromise is so sweet omg. i’d literally cry if i was james and regulus

11. ugh gay people are so confusing. like you’re allowed to be freinds with the same people and freinds with any gender. so like, it makes wedding planning so hard. who goes on who’s side? what if i said that when i found out about gay people, my biggest hold up wasn’t religion or anything like that, but instead wedding side logistics

12. canonical genderqueer tonks!!!!!!!!!

13. regulus went to aberforth to cause a scene, and damn if he didn’t succeed

14. damn they’re both stubborn. and both got their way jfc

15. full circle. dorcas is designing their wedding clothes. i’m losing my mind, actually

16. the bookshelf. the fucking bookshelf from the first arena. i’m losing my mind oh my god

17. CACKLING OMG. REGULUS WAS WORRIED THAT JAMES WOULD BE SCARED OF THE DAGGERS, BUT INSTEAD HE GOT SO FUCKING TURNED ON OMG

18. STILL FUCKING CACKLING OMG

19. i didn’t know i needed insecure james, but oh i did

20. i get to read the crimson rivers jegulus wedding and oh my fucking god i’m losing it. i am so unbelievably happy

21. “For him, it's easiest to show love when it's a tragedy.”

dksjdjjsjdjsmdjske holy shit

22. “You're hesitating, love."”

AHDHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

23. “You might wish to know a lot of things about their wedding, and their love, but frankly, it's no one's business but theirs.” so feral over this. that’s literally one of the biggest themes of the story omg i love this

24. hi, anyways, i am so unwell

25. the authors notes about the wedding are golden

[landwriter]

I WANT LIGHTHOUSES SNIPPETS I AM FERAL FOR LIGHTHOUSES SNIPPETS JFC xo @hardly-an-escape

Then it is feralness you shall receive!! And I notice you said SNIPPETS plural so have a small bouquet of feral moments in this fic, in increasing length and feralness: Hob needing to borrow Dream's shower, accidentally cumming to the thought of your friend's smile, and wanting so bad it hurts your chest

(some NSFW under the cut)

Hob comes out of the shower shirtless with a towel around his neck. His hair is curling wet around his face. He did a poor job of drying himself. There’s beads of water caught like dew in his chest hair. A stray rivulet of water is running lower, down his furred belly. He’s dripping a puddle on the hardwood floor, and still glowing a little with exercise. Dream is certain he’s never seen anything more beautiful in his life.

“Hey, thanks, man. I’ll get outta your hair now,” he says, unaware of the fact Dream is vividly imagining kneeling before him and following that rivulet of water with his tongue. He opens his mouth to speak.

“Naw,” says Matthew, as if Hob had been talking to him. “Stay for dinner and beer.”

Hob looks at Dream. He swallows heavily. “Yes,” he croaks. “Stay.”

Hob lights up. “Well, alright.”

“Right on,” says Matthew.

---

After kicking Hob out, he jacks off with an arm thrown over his face, because he doesn’t want to see anything else. Doesn’t want to be in this room or this life, a coward’s life, a greedy life, hungering after his friend.

If Hob ever saw it, he’d run.

Dream tries to exorcise the buzzing lust, curled sideways on his bed like a parenthesis and fucking into his fist, not taking his time with it like he normally does. He doesn’t want to take himself apart. He wants to tear himself apart. Wants this monstrous black hunger climbing up the inside of his ribs to be satisfied as quick as possible, so he can look Hob in the eye and talk to him without biting his tongue.

He thinks of good fucks he’s had, moments and pieces from them, stitched all together. It does nothing. It’s like purgatory. Limbo. Even as he twists his hand around his prick, crooks a leg and presses up on his hole with fingers, he’s blind with need and he still can’t fucking cum. He groans in frustration and squeezes his eyes shut, thinks of guys fucking him rough, hands ‘round his hips leaving bruises, pretty twinks with big eyes kneeling for him, the bar smell of leather and poppers and piss, hot tongue and spit on his hole, the warmth of another body, of bodies, of beckoning glances and smiles, of one smile, Hob’s smile, his easy grin, clear as day, the heat of him, the brush of his skin, his hands, restless and warm and big, with hair dusting the knuckles, fidgeting with a pencil, stroking the neck of a bottle, holding a cigarette—him him him—smiling and saying us poor fuckers.

And he comes back to himself a moment later, panting. He rolls away from the mess he made across his sheets to stare at the ceiling, limbs loose and soul damned.

He shouldn’t have waited. Should’ve climbed into Hob’s fucking lap instead of the chair next to him that first day, should’ve made a scene, should’ve known. Hob deserves someone who would see him straightaway for the marvel he is, and he didn’t. Didn’t see him until Hob had already seen someone else here.

He wouldn’t regret it with Hob.

---

He’s drank too much. He’s drank too much and this was stupid idea, actually, to bring Dream here. To sit next to him and hear fierce poetry about gay love, and desire, and touch. They’re across from each other now, and still it feels too close. Feels dangerous. He hasn’t been this sort of drunk since leaving home. The kind where he wants so badly it physically hurts. Like kneeling on broken concrete. Like a pulse. His hands itch. He needs a fuck, a fight, anything at all. Anything to stop him from quoting Shakespeare and staring too long at Dream’s lips and thinking of all the lines he heard tonight, coiled around his heart and throat, mocking him.

“I’ll wait,” he says, standing so hard on the knife edge of truth and discretion he thinks he won’t be able to walk away from this, or walk ever again after it. “I’d wait a hundred years for, for him. However long it takes.”

“You’re too loyal, Hob.” Dream looks disappointed with him. He wonders if it’s obvious, how fucked he is right now. He wonders if his want is rolling off of him, like fog, if Dream sees it. Or feels it, clinging to his skin, damp. If he’s repulsed. He doesn’t want to be pitied. Not by Dream. Not for this. There’s nothing wrong, being loyal. Nothing wrong waiting.

“Maybe. Maybe I am.” Hob’s eyes feel wet. He thinks about being a little kid and picking sea glass from the beaches of Sausalito, before they moved to Fort Wayne. He thinks about how the colours got dull by the time he was home, and how he’d put the soft-edged pebble of glass in his mouth, suck the salt off it, just to see it shining and transluscent again. Green, and clear, and amber, and sometimes, rarely, blue.

His head is swimming. Not swimming, no. Drowning. He’s a bad friend. He doesn’t want to be rescued. He wants to pull Dream down with him. Dream’s own lines rise up in his mouth like bile. He leans forward, defiant.

“Yeah. Maybe I’ll, maybe I’ll save every breath in my lungs for him.”

“Don’t,” says Dream, jaw tight. “Don’t do that. Don’t take that from me.”

Hob hears the warning in his voice and wants to dash himself on it, wants to crash up on the rocks of the awful island Dream has made of himself if it means he’ll finally look at Hob with that white-hot attention he reserves for his secret love. “Why not,” he hears himself flatly say.

“I mean it, Hob.” Oh, he’s angry, now. Anger is a kind of heat. Maybe it’s the best he’ll get.

“Why not?” he repeats. He fumbles out a cigarette, lights it. He’ll play Dream’s mystery man for him. “C’mon, huh?” He takes a shaky drag and laughs, and raises his chin. “Why not? Why don’t you take something from me, then, and we’ll call it even?”

Dream, unblinking, sets his glass down on the table with a sharp thunk. A stupid little thrill races through Hob.

Shit, maybe he’ll deck me, if I’m lucky.

Instead, Dream reaches out and pulls the cigarette from his lips and puts it between his own. Hob sways forward. Dream takes a long drag and tilts his head back to blow the smoke past Hob. His throat is pale. Like the fucking moon. His eyes haven’t left Hob’s. Sharp wet seaglass. Fuck, fuck, fuck, he thinks. Dream drops the cigarette in the ashtray between them and leans forward too. His voice is rough. “Like that?”

Hob is dizzy. His chest feels like it’s on fire. Like he’s been running miles too long, too hard. His lips are stuck parted. Soft. Fucked with wanting as the rest of him. He’d buried too much, and it filled him up, it’s all of him now, singing through every fibre of his body. “No,” he says, quiet. “More.” Dream shouldn’t be able to hear it in the noise of the bar. Hob can hardly hear himself over his pulse pounding in his ears, and maybe Dream doesn’t hear him at all, maybe he’s staring so hard at Hob’s mouth that he can just see the shape of the words. His lungs are going to burst.

Dream’s eyes flick back up to look at him. Not sea glass, no, the sea itself, all sunlit bright and unsecretly hungry. Looking at him, really looking at him.

“Who are you waiting for, Hob?” he asks.

Hob exhales.

[goodpheeling]

Actual medical doctor (and phannie) reacts to ‘How Phil Nearly Died”:

- the ‘rodent boy summer’ t-shirt is art

- ‘the bang was my ass’ ok, phil, i see u

- i honestly appreciate the first colonoscopy video so much

- tw: butt stuff and blood, let’s goooo

- phil watching dan play the elden ring dlc like the passenger princess he is

- *phillip describing the ‘crime scene’* omfg wat

- i still can’t believe dan had to go to the eye hospital alone, ffs phillip

- HE FAINTED?!

- omg they touched

- can confirm, adult humans are heavy

- the shinning moment, jfc that must have been traumatizing, poor Dan :c

- WHY R THEY PUTTING HIM ON A WHEELCHAIR??, oh, thank god (please if someone faints do put them on the ground and raise their legs, it does kinda help)

- poor phil this sounds so scary

- the glittery dan and phil backpack lol

- HE HAD TO GET A BLOOD TRANSFUSION??, at first i thought this wasn’t going to be this serious but the amount of blood he must have lost to require a blood transfusion is huuuuuge wtf (please donate blood! <3)

- me to myself: I don’t think this is secondary to the biopsy, like 10 days later and that big of a blood loss… no, that’s like so unlikely (foreshadowing)

- not Dan finding the one criminal in the building

- i’m loving the selfies ngl

- it WAS the biopsy oh my fucking god, phillip

- SHE THOUGHT DAN WAS HIS SON?! was she drunk??? that is so funny omg

- i fucking hate the beeping, that’s why i no longer work in urgent care

- Nord VPN coming through for bae in a time of need, we love to see it

- not phil showing the dan and phil games channel to the hot doctor 💀

- slut toast, so good

- ‘okay’ after your life partner for the last 15 years almost died, true ‘flatmate’ behavior

- i’m loving phil’s growth concerning his health anxiety, I’m so proud of him 🥲

- i think now I’m the one traumatized, who cursed this gays?

(this ended up being so long, thnx for reading)

[squidinkedcreative]

aaaaaaa brain is putting things together about izzy and i just :( damn

also going to say this now that if ur an izzy hater, this post isnt for u! pls dont engage :) thank u

saw art with a quote from a post about izzy, talking about how some people find it touching that he’s buried in the yard of the inn, but this person didn’t. it made them feel sick because he’s buried there like a dog. and just first of all yeah. at first it was touching to me bc of that sentiment that they’re keeping him near them, even in death, but the more i thought on it the more my stomach also churned.

i know djenks had the best intentions with how izzy’s character and arc were treated but jfc ya missed the mark. by a wide margin. like hello???? having the entire point of his arc in season two be discovering himself and growing into himself, hell even standing up for himself and letting himself hold on a little looser to his baggage and just put down the baggage he chose to carry on behalf of the man he loved only for him to die like an episode or two later. and the crew acts like nothing happened just. it doesnt sit right with me and it hasnt since the first time i saw it.

i know its for “plot” reasons, but there was no other way to convey any of this than maiming him like the family dog nobody actually likes??? like a grimy mutt?? without him LITERALLY DYING????????????????? AT THE VERY END OF THE SEASON??????? AND NOT EVEN HAVE THAT BE THE MAIN MESSAGE FOR THE REST OF THE EPISODE??? you had to stomp all over his dead body with a fucking wedding. yes yes good for lucius and pete i really do love them and i am happy for them, but its like they all just. moved on. and forgot about izzy. and trust me i am FULLY aware of how complex grief is, but still. it stings. it feels like its watering down the impact izzy had on everyone on the crew.

he and the kraken’s crew grew so close that they tried to keep him alive even tho they all knew if the kraken found out, they’d all be paying with blood. they MADE HIM. A PROSTHETIC. AND PAINTED IT. they cheered him on when he came out in drag and sang in fucking FRENCH!!!!!!! and then he dies and like 3 minutes later theres a wedding and another party. it feels tasteless. it feels demeaning.

and i 100% think djenks roped izzy and ed into the Bury Your Gays trope without thinking that through. elder queer man who is traumatized dozens of times over who just fucking came to terms with himself AND WHO JUST CONFESSED HIS LOVE TO EDWARD!!!! dies. shortly after that, timeline wise. thats the fucking trope. it’s literally right there.

AND THEN. they fucking bury him in the YARD. LIKE A DOG. in the far corner where they wont see it and be reminded of him every day. out of sight out of mind. they’ll move on and grow old together, blissfully happy, while izzy’s bones are the only thing left of the man who once was Israel Hands, First Mate to the legendary Blackbeard. he never got to have his mutual pining moment, he never got to find the true love of his life and grow old with them. he doesnt get to die fulfilled, with labored breaths, as old age takes him. he gets to sit and watch from the corner as ed and stede, his ex of sorts and the guy he replaced him with, live that happily ever after. he gets to sit in the corner like a bad dog and watch as these two get everything he ever wanted. just like the unwanted family pet.

it makes me ill. he deserved so much better. he deserves better than doggy heaven, he deserves better than being roped into the fucking Bury Your Gays trope too.

[chilewithcarnage]

hi,

first off, you are awesome and i love following you. amazing taste and an absolute great person all around. want and hope better things for you and your family bc y'all deserve!

i think the past few weeks, but moreso lately, this site is just the blog version of a03 where it centers white gay (maybe lesbian?) fandom weirdos who are freaks for all the wrong reasons.

like i don't remember the circumstance of karp(?) leaving and who was the owner before the current trash rn, but at the very least even if this site was predominately white, i can still find corners of black or other poc blogger's content to enjoy and it's getting harder to do that!!

also bc i'm isolated, i'm obvs horny, but now nsfw blogs are being nuked even though there's an existing mature content filter so like what's the post (besides attacking trans women rmfe). like it feels like the acceptable freaky things are like fucking i*cest, i just want to see black women make out and twerk jfc

(also on larger scale there's an uptick of ~faux~ i*cest p0rn i.e step family shit and like whyyyyyy????) i just want hot women (of color) being all over each other is getting harder to find or filter through or isn't behind a paywall :((

i'm just a wall of anxiety and dread bc of everything going on w/ the genocides, covid denial, yt ppl in general, and this staff so idk where to turn with this anger and frustration

sorry to vent but i don't have anyone to talk to. ilu and wishing your sis a safe work trip and that she gets to have a couple days to enjoy herself at least

hey friend, starting off thank you so much for the kind words and well wishes my sis did manage to have safe trip she's been back for about a week now. now I get where you're coming from completely and I don't mind being a listening ear for you, I'm honestly sorry that took so long for me to respond to you. It is in fact frustrating the way that tides have turned in terms of the culture and populace of tumblr and how it's run and who's running it. I've been on here for 11 years and idk if I can say the current wave of things is the lower point this site has ever been at but it's pretty damn close. I was so confident that yahoo wouldn't have ended up bagging this place but look where we're at now, missing 75% of our original user base, 💖💙🤍💙💖♀️ getting deleted left and right. it's a shit show indeed. don't even get me started on the lack of black and brown oriented nsfw content and the rise of the proshit ppl.

[vole-mon-amour]

3x09, part 4.

These two :D This is actually precious.

I had a feeling he was gonna hug Isaac the way he once hugged Jamie. But hey, sitting next to him works, too. At least Roy understands, especially since Keeley (and probably his own feelings for Jamie and coming to terms with his sexuality).

Don't you fucking START playing with my feelings or I'm gonna develop a fear of Jamie not being canonically bisexual/queer (while I'm convinced he is). Yo, that was promising for a second, but then straight up scary.

Also, Beard saying it... you and Ted are both bisexuals probably, c'mon.

Sam is being the bestest boy again.

Oh, Roy. Rebecca whipping his ass, Roy understanding, then helping Isaac to process it while Isaac is crying. This episode is has sooo many things in it. I love it.

Will in the room again btw. :D

That expression again, like when Jamie saw something on Will's phone. Just say he's bi and go :((((

Beard looking like a proud dad. Trent <333

I dislike that Colin felt so pressured to come out that he did, because he really didn't have to, you know? At the same time, the moment felt right, so it's now or never maybe, so I understand why he did it.

I have a lot of thoughts but. Ted. Just Ted. Just this amazing person.

*sigh* Have I told you already that I love him?

Are we going here somewhere???? Are we???? Ever since we learned that Trent is, in fact, gay and gives Ted THAT look since what, season 2, as James himself learned about Trent's sexuality? I can't leave it alone. All the feelings he must be feeling for Ted and the person that he is. Jfc. *gets myself a second tinfoil hat on top of my RoyJamieKeeley one* TedTrent when? Ted is oblivious and Trent is pining hard.

He's not afraid of being wrong and admit it. I love this show so much.

Unironically: thank you, Jamie.

[sadaveniren]

even if louis was straight (lmfao) he would never shit on queer fans like that, he has been vocally supportive from the beginning. probably just a solo harrie/anti trying to stir shit 🙄 louis is not stupid, that would be career suicide if nothing else...

1. You’re absolutely correct (here have a gif)

2. Why the fuck would he talk about Harry of all things during his documentary that is meant to be about HIM?

3. When has he been around Freddie enough to warrant the majority of the film to be about him?

4. Do trolls not know how documentary FILMS go. There’s a storyline. There’s a beginning, middle, and end. Louis isn’t going to make a documentary where the entire purpose is “woe is me my fans don’t accept me, my band broke up” because at the most basic storytelling level that’s a DUMB FUCKING STORY to show in a movie. Louis constantly talks about how he feels triumphant and happy with where he is and the storyline of the documentary is 100% going to follow that because again! It’s a better storytelling device

5. Mentioning Eleanor? Lol instant “no” from me. He didn’t even reference her in the thanks for Walls.

6. Where’s that gif of Charlie and fuckface Jordan sharing A LookTM when Louis got asked about Freddie because wattpad rad anons ALSO seem to forget that Louis hired someone who has made a career of making celebrity documentaries to direct this film and I’m supposed to believe Mr. Bitch Please at the reference to Freddie agreed to make a 90 mins Louis is a Dad advert?

7. BLATANT HOMOPHOBIA IN THE YEAR OF OUR LORD 2023 WOULD BE THE WILDEST CHOICE TO MAKE HOLY SHIT. ESPECIALLY WHEN WE HAVE EVIDENCE OF OLI TELLING KRYSTAL TO FILM THE RAINBOWS. ON TOP OF THE FACT LOUIS HAS A GAY BAND MEMBER! Like!!! Jfc Louis does not exist in a vacuum of this idea where he is constantly hating being called gay. He literally has rainbows associated with his tour BY his crew and by his band members!

[storiesofsvu]

Happy Thursday!

The preview for mothership looked super good so here’s hoping!!

Unrelated, but ugh I overcooked my chicken tonight. One day I’ll get it right LOL

Was that mike doyle?!

IT ISSSS!!!

Im taking this as confirmation that ryan o’halloren is still alive and well!!

Ohhhhh god here we go. dad really believes this shit? Ugh.

See… accusations like this are why no doors closed when you’re alone with a student exist. No doubt the conversation with the door closed was the kid coming out/asking about being gay, so privacy but STILL. Especially if the teacher is publicly out at the school, he honestly wouldn’t let that happen.

Ngl, high key crushing on Riley too… *sigh* we’ll just add another man to the old man crush list of the week, shall we? (the other one’s Bobby from 911. I dunno what it is about him but its making me weak)

Jfc right after I say that he fucking parkour’s over a goddamn fence… SIR! I’m trying to focus

Oh go this confrontation scene is gut wrenching. The swat/whatever guys were literally about to just go right for the kill, the kid doesn’t really get whats happening. Thank god for shaw.. jfc

Okay is the little convo with lieu about the foster mom the explanation of how they’re legally talking to the kid (who is a minor) without an adult or attorney present?? Cause they can’t get the foster mom? So that counts?? Cause he’s a foster kid??

I mean.. this kid is showing major remorse. (though with his rap sheet who fucking knows lol) he does look hella scared. Props to the actor.

Is Shaw feeling something here? Is he gonna be straddling the line on this one?

OH MY GOD SAM IN THAT FUCKING PLUM SUIT?!!? PLEASE

Ah yes, shaw is on that side. PLEASE! FIGHT NOLAN! He deserves it. Notice how sam didn’t say anything? Notice how she lingered for a second and gave shaw a look? YES MA’AM STANDING UP for shit.

NOT L&O USING BARBA’S OFFICE FOR A JUDGE’S CHAMBERS. Jfc. That office has been used as so many different things it makes about as much sense as olivia’s apartment.

THIRTEEN!!?? Jesus. Yeah this is messy. All kinds of messy. I hate it all.

I REALLY want an episode where Sam gets to go absolutely feral. Like… we just get a quick close up of her face and have to read the subtext when she doesn’t agree with what the men are saying. Casey, Alex, Barba, they’d all get to snap but Sam hasn’t gotten there yet and I need to see it. I need her working a case on her OWN. Or even just away from Nolan, do a semi-crossover ep where it’s a sex crime that twists into a murder so her and carisi are working together on the case…

OH DAMN now the principal’s in on it?!?

Yeah the principal needs to be held responsible for *something*

This is so one of the tricky cases cause it really doesn’t feel like proper justice for the husband, the kid still killed someone. Who knows if he *actually* knew it was loaded or not? Both parties are responsible for something but figuring out punishment is where it gets super tricky….

$10 says the husband kills the kid before this is all over

Ah. Okay. Well yeah this kid deserves to go to prison for sure. He be lyyyyying

Wait… shaw just walked back into the courtroom and sat back down? Is he waiting to tell the ada on purpose??

There’s so much subtext going on in this episode and I hope we’re gonna get explanations about it lol

Okay… how come when shaw withholds evidence its totally fine and no one’s like, yelling at him, but when casey does it she gets suspended??

I fucking missed what Shaw said about why he’s seeing this case with blinders, like, I heard the bit about him and his brother being split up into foster care but I missed the next bit and now im confused

Okay, dick wolf jump scare. Happy Halloween.

Wasn’t ready for the scene to cut to black like that…

SVU

Okay.. that was an interesting open…

Is ‘sexstorted’ an actual word?

God Mariska looks good. Whoever’s been doing her wardrobe and hair and makeup this season is killing it

Well..bronx svu.. we’ve seen how they run things, that’s really not a surprise they fucked up her case… lol

How old is Ruby supposed to be? Cause this girl could literally be like 16 or 28 I have no idea lol

I really like Silva. Actress is good, she popped up on 911 the other ay I was watching it, I hope she sticks around a decent amount of time

UC VELASCO? WERE GETTING SEXY UC VELASCO!???

Also the look on Fin’s face when he was all “Mexico city huh?” LOL

Okay, in love with the little banter between Velasco and silva

LOL what is with Terry and his expensive watch obsession?

Christ he’s so fucking sexy this is NOT fair

As if this bitch doesn’t have a lock on her phone

Okay I get wanting to get this guy, but shouldn’t Velasco have stayed in the van? This very well could have been yet another middle man and he should be keeping his cover…

I definitely understand Kelsey wanting to spin it in order to keep her job/reputation and shit but something doesn’t sit right about lying about being a victim while being the reporter covering the story.

Yeah that money’s gonna take a long time to get back girlie… but at least there’s some kind of a happy ending coming for her

okay, overall liked mothership better tonight but happy to see the full squad back on svu

[mrs-monaghan]

What are you going to do if that actress was actually shooting a sexy mv with him?? What if he actually kind of makes out with her in the mv? Touching and kissing her? Or maybe just showing her as a love interest in his mv?? Are you going to stop shipping jikook then?? Are you going to stop claiming that he's gay?? Nope right. Bcz you all shippers are the same. Tkkrs jkkrs..no difference at all. The way they keep shipping tae with jk even after seeing him Jennie hand in hand...you are still going to ship jk with jimin and keep saying that he's still gay and not interested in women at all..bcz that's all you shippers are good at. Being delusional.

How easy your life must be, to walk around empty headed everyday. Its easy, isn't it? Not having to utilise your brain? If you have one. That is. No seriously, life must be real good for you if u never have to think. I envy you actually. I wanna walk around sounding stupid and not care that people hear how stupid I actually am.

First of all, you mentally deficient walking embodiment of stupidity, JK will not be doing any of what you just described. touching and kissing her and making out with her That's just you projecting because you wanna watch the MV and replace the woman with yourself. You're projecting which is real fucked up in itself and I feel bad for you and your dry vagina coz u will not be getting what you want. Yes. I can tell you are female. A dillusional female who thinks she will ever have a chance with JK.... calling us dillusional. Yeah. Okay.

2nd of all, V exposed his actual rlship with his girlfriend. If JK features a woman in his MV he will be working. Doing his job. W.O.R.K you know what that is, right? No? It's a thing adults do to make money. J.O.B is not real life. We adults do our jobs and when we are done we go back home to our real lives. To our loved ones. Kind of like Jimin did for like crazy.

I'm talking to you like a 2 year old coz you sound like one. There is a huge difference between V and Jennie in Paris Vs JK doing his job. If u cannot see this difference I don't understand how u can be part of society when u are completely and utterly useless. Jfc

Your first mistake was coming to me, a supporter and assuming I'm a shipper. Next time try another tumblr. Thanks 4 stopping by. I appreciate u... Not.

[andromeda-observer]

Yellowjackets Season 2, Episode 4: Old Wounds

The moose drama was heartbreaking. RIP that moose 🦌🌊🧊⚰️

Also it would have been nice to have more of adult!Van in this episode. Evidently we will see her next week but I am OBSESSED with her and her shop and I need more content gay straight away please and thank you!!

teen and adult Tai need to get their shit together jfc & dear fuck Shauna the amount of therapy Callie is going to need because of you is HUGE

ahem

[nil-elk]

so i scrolled down my dash tonight seeing so many people fawning over your biceps and being generally Extremely Gay, and i mean NUMEROUS ask posts, and i was thinking, damn, whenever i get down to see this person, they better be hot as fuck to live up to the hype, and by god, i was not fucking let down, jfc, add me to your greek chorus of swooning ladies

AAJHDGJHG it's not that many asks but thank you! I'm flattered, and y'all gay af. 😭🖤

[mediumtires]

Your fic is amazing. I find it so odd when I’m following actual real life F1 that Seven Years isn’t happening in reality. I have to keep reminding myself that your fic is, you know, fic - because it’s so immersive and hot and real and I am all for Toto/Christian emotional rollercoaster life. I have no idea how to access more Hornywolff so I just refresh your tumblr every day to see what’s happening and your take on it! Did you see Flávio kiss Christian’s head? Another reminder that he is teeny tiny and also STILL the youngest TP? Any of your thoughts on this would be excellent.

ahhh anon this is so lovely thank you so much <3

i, too, have to remind myself daily that they are in fact Straight And Miserable and not Gay And Married. but they make it so hard honestly, christian's obsession to talk about toto 24/7 to get his attention and toto's general vibe to both wanting to punch and kiss the entire red bull team but mainly christian horner and maybe adrian newey.......... they sure as hell don't make it easy.

(and yes i saw the forehead kiss and jfc. what the fuck was that???? just a random peck on the head like it's normal business? christian basically going up on his tippy toes for it?? a bottom.)