#the daily gay panic

[blu3-nightshade]

Lacrosse Captain

I am in a boarding school right? First year, decided to try a new sport, so I pick lacrosse. 

First practice and one of the Yr 13s (last year) volunteered. She is the reason I signed up to lacrosse for all three terms. I am a very useless bisexual.

She turned up to some practices with rainbow socks, and some other pride stuff. In our school sixth formers wear suits, so I’d see her daily in a very nice fitting black suit. I’d periodically die inside in my uniform.

You have to understand I *really* like Haikyuu, especially Yū Nishinoya, one of the characters that has a blonde streak in his hair. What has this got to do with anything?

Start of second term, who turns up with a bleached strand of hair? The captain.

Every encounter has been me trying and failing miserably to be as composed as possible in her presence. The year is coming to an end and I’ll probably never see her again but I wanted to share with y’all.

The reason I kept playing lacrosse this school year.

[bylrndgm]

ONE YEAR OF: STRANGER THINGS 4 VOL.1

march 22nd, 1986 in the closet (at rink-o-mania) aka, a date gone wrong.

[krossheadquarters]

Cat Gay Panic au Masterpost!!

Cat Anon asks!

Where it all started (First Ask)

Killer finds out? (Second ask)

Killer names Cross! (Third ask, Cat Anon earns their nickname <3 )

I DON'T LIKE GUYS!! (Cross is panicking, Forth ask)

Killer rambling (Ask number 5, i don't know how to count dbfjkshfkjsdk)

Fellow ramblers asks!

Killer's soft side (First Blackdragonfire ask)

Cross's little secret

Bath time! (Blackdragonfire's ask)

Cross's Jealousy( ancientschampionau's ask)

Cat au parallels! (etho-selunar-eevee's ask)

Ideas for how it started

Cross gets cat toys!

Cross gets caught! Oh no!

Cross has the zoomies

Fanarts and media!

First Fanart!!

Second fanart!!!

Kitty Cross submission!!

Cuddling time!!

Fanfics!!

Our very first fanfic (by Cassia156 on AO3)

This Post will be regularly updated to be always accurate and up to date with the au news!

You can also now Search for the tags #Cat Gay panic au or #CGPAU to see the content!

Feel free to submit your own asks and art for the au! Everyone is welcome to enjoy the fun!

I hope you all have an awesome day! <3

[juthemagicalclown]

i've seen lots of people go crazy over the last episode and i know there's a lot going on with lu guang disappearing and tianxi and qian jin but can we all take a moment and appreciate her

[breadcat-xx]

Sometimes Regulus thinks he’s losing his mind. He can’t believe he’s getting used to these situations. He belatedly realises he might even be encouraging James’ behaviour.

His hand is pressed against Potter’s lips. He refuses to look him in the eyes. Instead, his gaze follows Filch and Mrs. Norris as they take their time searching the dungeons for any troublemakers.

Luckily for James, Regulus knows the dungeons extremely well. He knows he too had been out past curfew, but he had lost a bet to Barty. James just did it because he liked getting himself into difficult situations.

“You owe me, Potter.” Regulus hisses, finally dropping his hand and glancing up. James’ pupils are dilated, and now that he’s no longer covering his mouth, Regulus can feel his hot breath ghost over his face. Maybe he should’ve known better than to pull him into a narrow nook.

“Anything.”

James sounds breathless, and Regulus’ heart stutters dangerously in his chest. He swallows thickly. Before the twat can open his mouth again and say more nonsensical things, Regulus slips away from him.

“Don’t say things you don’t mean.” He mutters, starting to head into the opposite direction to avoid running into Filch.

“I would never.” James calls before Regulus is too far away to hear him.

A shiver runs down his spine. Deep down, he knows this about James. It’s driving him mad.

[mimithealpaca]

DAILY PRIDE MONTH DOODLES #23 - this is not a flower shop meet cute (part 3) [9 page mini comic]

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 (is this one!)

sorry i've been behind on cross-posting the entries onto here! it's been rough just keeping up but we caught up at the last minute! the last days are gonna be special >:)

anyway i really liked this one! because butch x butch is SUPREME content and also like my fave thing to do is to draw kacchan having gay panic

if you enjoyed this, let me know by reblogging (with notes? 👀👀👀) and/or tipping me at my ko-fi! bribe me to get that fic out sooner (or for that spicy wolf!kacchan bkdk doujinshi >:)) OOOORRRR you can buy my already published comics here :DDD

[scissorcraft]

man... i won't be able to finish my Big Pride Art this month :(((

[so-muchstardust]

January 27, 2023

[verysmallcyborg]

suns out guns out am i right

[angelsdean]

sooo many kisses now that they can !!

dean feels brand new. he never knew it could feel like this !! these are grown-up kisses !! he is quite literally in love for the first time and he's feeling the enormity of it !! he'd do anything for cas, anything to be with him, to keep feeling this way. and it's not just love-drunk intoxication. he feels so incredibly safe and secure with cas. and they are best friends. dean likes cas so much. and loves him. and wants him. and it's overwhelming and it's brand new and it's real and it's through cas, through these feelings, that dean's discovering another part of himself that has been locked away from him all this time. he is "transforming from something once uncertain and malleable into something true." this is dean, this is who he is, this is how he loves.

>> spirit of the west daily <<

[krossheadquarters]

I thought of an alternate discovery for the cat au: cross is lying all curled up against killer in his bed, getting pet and just generally feeling all cosy and content and drifts off for a little nap. Except when he wakes up it's morning, the sun is coming in through the window and he kinda takes a minute to wake up from such a good sleep ...and realises he's back to his regular skeleton self but still cuddled up on killer. He immediately starts to panic trying to figure out how to sneak out without being caught in nightmare's castle, but as he lifts his head to look for the door he sees killer is already awake and staring at him. Good luck explaining this one cross lol

OH MY GOD!

I've been meaning to answer this ask for a while now!

Ok hear me out!

Killer woke up first, not minding much the extra body on his bed, he figured it was probably Dust who had his occasional night terrors and slipped into his, Nightmare's or Horror's bed, but then he actually opens his eyes and gets ready to greet his dusty bunny when he stops on his tracks, his eyes wide in a mix of horror, confusion, delight and disbelief.

He pinches himself at least 3 times to make sure he's actually awake, and even then, he doesn't quite believe that himself.

He spends a good half an hour there staring in disbelief, even going as far as carefully moving Cross's face to check if the scar is actually there or not!

He stares a little longer until Cross finally opens his eyes and looks at him, seemingly just as confused and shocked.

It is then, when he lifts his head, that Killer notices a very familiar collar on his neck~

[queertigo]

god i love him he’s so haheiwnirwnjrberb w

[sociallyanxiouspyrate]

If Merlin and Arthur existed in modern times Merlin would 100% use some variation of, "you just hate me bc i'm gay"like daily and it makes Arthur stutter and panic every time. Even when they're married and have two kids.

[mysunshinetemptress]

Glitter in the Air

Grace Clinton x Albert!Reader

Warnings: Internalised homophobia, homophobia

A/n thank you @silentwolfsstuff for proofreading it for me.

You can still remember the first time you felt different, felt different from your family, from Korbin.

You’re ten when you and Korbin sit up all night as she talks about Shawn, a boy in your class that she’s currently crushing on, you listen like you always have and smile as her cheeks redden as she talks about holding his hand in the yard.

Your cheeks redden a short while later but for different reasons, the conversation moves to what boy you have a crush on.

It’s not a boy, it hasn’t been a boy since you kissed Dylan behind the tree in his backyard, You haven’t liked a boy since Aaliyah held your hand at the last school dance, since she kissed your cheek in the girls bathroom.

You’re sick you think,a short while after it happens, that’s why you have these funny feelings, maybe Aaliyah made you sick by holding your hand and kissing your cheek and that’s why your stomach feels funny, you feel this sinking feeling in your stomach as you think of it more, you’re sick now, you can’t hold anyone’s hand anymore you can’t kiss your mom good night because you’re sick, Aaliyah made you sick and you don’t want to give to anyone especially not your family, especially not Korbin and Teagan and Kylar and your Dad. So you stop, no one else can be sick like you, you’ll keep it to yourself and that way everyone will be safe.

But you can’t tell Korbin this, she doesn’t seem to have these types of feelings for girls, she’s not sick, no one seems to have these types of feeling for girls except your Dad and Kyler, but they're boys, they are supposed to feel that way, they aren’t sick like you, it what your mom says, it’s what the pastor says, it’s what the bible says.

You try to stop having these feelings as you get older you really do, you try to pray away your sickness, you pour holy water over your hands daily and you bless yourself extra going to mass but still nothing works.

You get a boyfriend when you turn fifteen a couple of months after Korbin starts dating Ethan you find Will.

He’s nice and you parents love him the same way his parents love you but you never feel what Korbin and Teagan say they feel with their boyfriends.

They aren’t sick like you.

You do however feel it with Kayla, you don’t mean to, you never meant to but she’s soft and nice to talk to not that Will isn’t but when you talk with her on the bus ride home from your match and you swear your hearts going to beat out of your chest.

Kayla tries to kiss you a couple of weeks later but you panic “what are you doing.” Kayla’s still has her hands on your face your cheeks slightly squished together “I just thought that…well you know since…” you pull fully back “I have a boyfriend Kay, Will he’s nice and I can’t do this to him.”

Kayla’s eyes widen “wait does…are you saying that if you weren’t with Will you would.” You panic at the pulling away stepping back trying to create distance. “I’m not gay.” You state harshly “I’m not sick.” You spit harsher again. Kayla tried to but she really couldn’t be mad you looked so heartbroken and so conflicted “ok my mistake.”

You avoid her on the bus from then on, and you find yourself sitting alone, she’s the only other sophomore on the varsity team, if you don’t talk to her, sit with her then you’ll be alone. You are alone. You’re the only one who’s sick.

You’ve been getting called to play for the US since you were thirteen, Korbin following a year later at fourteen. You move along the ranks of football better and your parents can’t help but show how happy they are for you, how happy your sisters and brother are for you, but still you feel lost. You still feel sick.

You travel to France in the summer of 2019 it’s a gift from your parents for getting baptised and giving your life to god, you don’t do it cause you want to, you do it in hopes it will rid you of this sickness you do it in hopes of being normal.

But it also makes your parents happy it makes Korbin happy as she bounces in the water beside you.

You sit anxiously as the US win the World Cup again. A funny feeling fills you as you watch Kelly O’Hara run to the crowd and kiss a girl, sure you knew most of the senior squad players were gay but to actually see one in real life kissing a girl, it felt weird.

But that feeling faded quickly as Korbin let out a small ew at the sight instead your body now felt heavy like you were being pulled down, “I mean I know she’s a girl kisser but can’t she do that in private.” Teagan nods “it’s sick honestly it’s like they are trying to force us into accepting it.”

You and Will are still together, even when Korbin’s gone and had three other boyfriends, but you still don’t have those feelings your friends and sisters talk about, maybe you just have to stick with him a little longer.

Maybe you just need to sleep with him and the feelings will start then, maybe the sickness will go away then.

It’s what you tell yourself leading up to the varsity teams dance, it’s what you tell yourself as you dance with him through the night, it’s what you tell yourself when your kissing in the corner of the hall and it’s what you tell yourself as your lying on the bed Will pressed up against you. But it never happens.

You break up with him just before summer that year. “I….I’m sorry Will I just, I don’t���they all have these feelings and I don’t have them and…you deserve someone who has them cause your a really great guy and I don’t…you would just be left waiting for me to get feelings I don’t think will ever come.”

He takes it relatively well, you’re just happy that you can still be friends, Korbin takes it worse than both of you combined.

“Oh my god I just heard, are you ok…stupid question sorry come on let’s go get ice cream.” You don’t know what else to do but you can’t indulge in the bad things she’s saying about him “He’s not a bad guy Korbin I broke up with him, he…I don’t have these feelings you and Teagan talk about for him and it’s not fair on him so I broke up with him.” I’m sick and he’s not and I don’t want to put that on him you think.

Korbin takes that as you fancy someone else and the heart to heart you thought you were having turns into gossip about who it could be that you like.

You're seventeen still when it’s time to make a decision about your football career. College is the best option but it’s not the only one for you like it is for Korbin.

The decision hangs heavy in the air, a stark contrast to the sunlit afternoon. Notre Dame, a prestigious institution, beckoned with its ivy-covered walls and storied tradition. It's where Korbin will be but it wasn't the dream. The dream was painted in Carolina blue, a vision of playing for UNC, a place where legends like Tobin Heath and Lucy Bronze had once graced the field.

The phone call from Manchester United shattered the familiar. A senior contract, not a youth academy invite. A chance to step onto the world stage, to play in the WSL not some college league, not the NCAA. It was a dream come true, but a dream that Korbin was still a few years off reaching.

You couldn't help but feel guilty, you were twins you did everything together, but for many years you had been charging ahead in soccer, you just had to hope she'd catch up eventually.

You don't expect it to make major news, your still only seventeen but your mom sends a clip of an ESPN headline stating your signing to Manchester United.

Y/n Albert is on her way to the WSL signing with Manchester United, Albert’s twin sister Korbin commits to Notre Dame.

You move a short while later, your parents coming with you to help you settle into your new apartment, you feel happy, content even until your mom states her worries for you living in the English city.

"I worry about you baby, you know there are so many...gays here and well i don't want any of them trying to force themselves on you, their sick individuals and your my baby."

You feel as though you might throw up then and there at the reminder of your sickness.

"Mom" you whine "No ones going to do anything, I....I'll be fine."

They leave a few days later, with the promise of geting on a flight and coming to rescue you if needed, you brush them off stepping back as your mom moves in for a hug and instead simply waving goodbye.

United finish fourth on the table, but you have a dream first season, so much so you get your first call up to the USWNT, you cry on the phone to Korbin as she cries back about how proud she is, your parents are proud to but your moms also busy wondering if you've met any nice english boys, again the moment is ruined and you feel sick again.

Y/n Albert receives her first call up for the USWNT after a dream first season with the Red Devils, making an appearance in every match this season and starting in nineteen games, assisting Untied star striker Alessia Russo with six of her eleven goals.

It's true you've assisted the majority of Alessia's goals but you haven't celebrated a single one, not on or off the pitch, in fact your team have copped on pretty quickly that you don't want to be hugged, to be touched.

You want nothing more, but the girls are to good to get sick from you, Alessia who you can't help but admit you've got a slight crush for is to good to get this awful sickness from you, its safer if you don't hug...don't touch your teammates.

Y/n Albert receives first cap for the USWNT against Costa Rica in the CONCAF semi-finals which saw the USWNT advancing to the finals after a 3-0 score.

You return back to Manchester, a winner with two senior national team caps under your belt, after facing Canda in the final, your english teamates have won the euros and while they are all showing off their medal standing around hugging your teamates, you stand far back in the corner of your dressing room.

Your medal gets passed around too, you've scrubbed it clean making sure none of your germs are on it so the girls don't get sick, its been in your bag ever since and you simply wave at Less to grab it from there when she asks about it.

It's a big deal, a real medal but you can't cause a fuss over it because then people want to congratulate you, touch you, so you wave it all off.

You wave it off. until a girl around the same age as you with a funny accent hands it back "That's proper cool mate." You look between her and the medal, three maybe four times.

She steps forward her arms open, open for a hug but they swiftly close as you step back and her face falls slightly.

She sticks her hand out "Sorry" and now your eyes flash between her outstretched hand, your medal and her face. "Less says you're not a hugger I forgot, but its really great to meet you mate, I'm Grace."

You don't move, your mind is blank, in fact all you can think about is how she says her Gs a weird way, and as her face falls slightly at your lack of response to her open hand your brain kicks in.

"Y/n." you say shakily, but still don't move. Grace drops her hand smiling and all you can think about is how your stomach erupts into butterflies.

But it only lasts a moment, only a moment until you feel your stomach drop, your blood to go cold and the heavy feeling to fall back on to you.

Your sickness is back, and you can't give it to Grace, not now not ever.

Grace and her funny little way of saying Gs.

[so-muchstardust]

January 13, 2023 (Hehe Friday the 13th)

day 504

[so-muchstardust]

January 30, 2023