#theyre gay no questions asked

[sublimeinvention]

kind of sort of redrew an old thing that i still love 

[gunstellations]

a little family

[monophobic-valentine]

...Oh!

Well, I guess I can't be shocked you'd find a way to follow me here eventually..

Hey, Pinkie. :)

- @your-friend-silver

[trainerethan]

I like the idea of red not really. Realizing that his feelings for green are romantic until they're like. Adults. Even after they reconcile and he comes down the mountain he's kinda operating under "we're best friends" assumptions. Not bc internalized homophobia or anything but he just. Can't tell the feelings apart. He doesn't have any friends other than green as a kid and as a teen he lived on a mountain alone so. All the feelings of loneliness and longing for green very well could be now you're supposed to feel about your Good Buddy in his mind. I think green realized way earlier that he Liked red and it did freak him out. So after they reconcile and green has given him a whole speech about needing red in his life and how only red understands him and completes him n whatever he's like. Ahh it feels so good to confess my feelings...only for red to nod sagely and tell him I feel the same. I need you too. You'll always be My Best Friend.

[sheepoftheseus]

is your orufrey trans !!!

whos to say

[luck-of-the-drawings]

when i was in highschool one o my biggest coping mechanisms was drawing all the kids i hated getting killed and eaten and killed. and well. time is a slowly ascending spiral. you will find patterns.(i work as a blackjack dealer. gamblers are FASCINATING

[banesberry-anomoly]

The Gargoyle

[gumiworth]

Sorta getting those ship thoughts rn thinking of ship scenarios. Theres one Krisnix scenario I think of that happens like, specifically near the end of the 7yg. Like I think there had have to have been a situation where Phoenix enters Gavin law offices(against Kristophs wishes) and just sees Apollo and/or some random receptionist behind a desk. I think either would be shocked to see Phoenix there he just goes up and asks where Kristoph is and they point to his office with a comically shocked face. Then he goes in where Kristoph sorta just goes “Phoenix what the fuck did you do” with some freaked out look while Phoenix walks up to his desk to look at all his expensive fountain pens. Then I think Phoenix just sorta mumbles the most incoherent thing and grabs Kristophs face(jaw?). But with the most. blank expression. Then they just stare at each other, like they love each other(but also definitely want to gouge each others eyes out). Again, they probably love each other but really weirdly. Meanwhile, Apollo/maybe some receptionist are just at the door trying to listen to as much as they can(they both kinda know that they know they’re listening in). Anyways Kristoph would sorta snap back into a nice superficial voice, loudly thanking Phoenix for coming and to “Leave this for later tonight” and to “Dont hesitate to call me!”. Phoenix just sorta laughs while taking those pens with him(to which Kristoph sneers at him for). As he walks out of his office he’d probably say something all gruff nd over his shoulder like “Thanks Kris, I’ll see you tonight”. They’ll definitely see each other tonight at the Borscht bowl club but it’ll just be less tense and more bitter. I think they’re just funny like that

[boimgfrog]

my little cousin makes a lot of gay jokes and always compliments my gay stickers but idk if she's doing that bcos she's gay or bcos she's a fujoshi. the heartstopper book I let her buy in secret is not illuminating the situation.

[leave-your-body]

are the mha girls gay. Junn are they gay

if horikoshi had any balls they absolutely would be

[bidamonalbarn]

chances of damo going on stage and performing with the brothers???

I'd say 0 but nothing's impossible (I hope liam and damon fight and then kiss on stage)

[dragonwars2601]

sometimes I look at two men standing close, and think, "i know what you are"

[kavehayati]

PLEASE ?! WHAT THE HECK WAS WORK 😭 /pos

[starrycassi]

Yes, I am making this a fic. It’s got two chapters and absolutely no plot, just vibes and fluff. It's still like a super fresh idea, so here the start of my very first chapter in hopes this gets people hooked lol:

Evil of my evil. Sorrow of your sorrow.

A painting. Tailored suits. Ancient jewelry. Never-seen manuscripts. Pressed flowers. Exotic, one-of-a-kind perfumes. Daggers with engraved initials. A car. Gifts, gifts, gifts. All gifts that didn't face Louis.

Well, maybe they did. Maybe they made him get giddy, weak at the knees. Sigh to himself, desperate to cradle Lestat's face and say “I do, I do, I do, I do.” for a second time.

For him, for him, all for him.

Chosen for his taste, for his sensitivities. They were of his color scheme, the fabrics used. The flowers, same species as the ones his mother used to keep on her garden. The daggers, perfectly imitating his beloved cane, the same one that accompanied him the night he won Lestat’s attention. The perfumes, enchanting in such a way that he wouldn't be surprised is some fort of spell was used for their elaboration. The jewelry, matching with the very same suits Lestat sent, with their carved “I love you’s” and “The world is nothing without you by my side’s” and “My heart is your’s” and “Forgive me, forgive me, forgive me, forgive me’s”. The car, perfect for him to get around during the day. Him and Claudia.

Claudia. It was, at the end, Claudia, who was unfazed.

“Claudia is often unfazed by everything and everyone around her, Mister Lioncourt would like to add. Teenagers. He elaborates. He has the sourest face.

She is not a teenager anymore, our Claudia, Mister Du Lac corrects.

For the record: in this second, Mister Lioncourt looks at me, arching an eyebrow and tilting his head in silence, clearly as annoyed as any other mother is about her teenage daughter. I've seen the look. My wives used to have it, every prom night. I'm inclined to agree with Mister Lioncourt. Unfortunately.”

Claudia was, always, the strongest, in the duo that was Louis and her. Stronger stomach, stronger appetite, stronger wrath and stronger devotion. A dangerous mix, it was. Her devotion for Louis and her wrath for Lestat became one monstrous amalgam of well-meaning resentment. An impenetrable shield that put herself in between the romance of two never ending storms, an unyielding sword strapped to Louis hesitant palm, a dutiful nurse stuck to her patient's side, always watching.

What is a shield to someone who refuses to stay behind it? A sword to an unwilling knight? A nurse to the runaway patient? What use was Claudia for, when the mailman came?

Had it been only the song, Louis likes to think that he would've resisted. Would've stood his ground. It was only a song, after all. Only a song, until a woman's voice came. Giggling, over the piano bridge, so low that a human would’ve never heard it. Louis wasn’t a human, anymore.

“It's a girl, I think. It's a girl, Lestat.”

Not any woman. Antoinette Brown.

“Mister Lioncourt would like to say that, yes, it was, indeed, a girl. Antoinette was right.

…

For the record: That slap was Mister Du Lac hitting the back of bottle-bleached Dracula's head.

…

For the record, again: French Drac here feels as if our readers need to know that he is, in fact, naturally blond. Or so he claims. I have to clarify that I was threatened with a nail file against my throat, right now. Everyone knows real blonds are never rude to anyone, clearly. No, I do not care about whatever Gwyneth Paltrow did. Paris Hilton is absolutely not related to you. No."

Pure, bright, burning rage overcame Louis. Rage as he had never known. A sun on his throat, on his chest, on his cheeks. How dare he? How dare Lestat, after so many years? How dare he do it with that harlot? Louis didn’t even know that vampires could impregnate people, but it just fucking checked out, didn’t it? That Lestat De Lioncourt, the varmint, would be the one able to do it. Or, maybe, they were able to do it all along, and Lestat had been leaving bastard fledglings all around New Orleans. He was whorish enough for the idea to be tangible.

Then, under the ire, came the deficiency. Was this was Lestat had wanted, all along? Had Louis been a distraction, and nothing more? Had he allowed himself to be tricked by some Frenchie with nice hair, and was now doomed to live eternity as a stepfather?

“I don’t give a fuck.” He barked at Claudia, shaking the vinyl in her face. She seemed unfazed. “I don’t give a flying fuck, you know? And you know why? Because they deserve each other, the whore and him. He wants his mule baby? Sure, why not! Maybe he’ll learn a thing or two about caring for someone else than himself.”

“You ain’t goin’ to go and see him, will you?”

“No! No. Never! What for? So I can burn his bride alive? Who isn’t even his bride, mind you. A baby born out of wedlock? A natural child, at his age?”

“I feel like that ain’t the worst sin that man has committed, but-”

“He is tryin’ to replace us!” Louis screamed at her, a laugh bubbling up in his throat. “Replace you? Replace me? Yeah? Good-fucking-luck.”

He hit the wall with the envelope. The vinyl did not break, but it did give way for the other half of the present to reveal itself. A smaller one, undetected in the midst of Louis outrage. It felt to the ground, making them both glance down, following it. The paper was an of an uncharacteristic lavender tone, It smelled of them, too. Lestat had always been partial to them.

The silence stretched, stretched, stretched. Claudia and him stood there, watching the letter as one watches a bomb.

The song in the vinyl faded, unimportant. It was irrelevant. A footnote. That’s what he told himself. It would become true.

A letter. A simple, useless, worthless letter! It was insulting. It was affront, vexation! Louis already imagined the one hundred and one jeers and jokes Lestat had managed to write on what seemed to be an only sheet of paper. He felt tempted to burn it on the spot. If Claudia hadn’t been too worried about setting off a screaming fit from Louis, she probably would’ve done so.

Bending down to pick was humiliating. All of Louis’ bones still hurt, some days. Some days he was fresh from the ground. Aching joints and unwilling muscles.

Today was one of them.

Claudia tried to do the same, snatch it up. Louis swatted her hand away.

“I need to read what the royal hussy has got to say, baby. I’ve got to.” He begged her, hands shaking, eyes burning. He felt like dying. He felt like killing.

“Hussy?, asks Mister Lioncourt, as if anyone is saying anything we don’t already know.

It seemed fittin’, at the time, responds Mister Du Lac.

For the record: I still see the value on the observation. Yes, yes, you’re physically and mentally all his. It’s just… God, you are such a queeny. No. It’s not homophobic. Shut up. No. I like men, too, you dipshit. Yes, yes, you’re here and you’re queer, we all knew. Let’s stop pointing out the obvious, shall we?

For the record: Mister Lioncourt feels the need for our readers to remember that Louis did not own an airplane. Nor could fly. And wasn’t quite as fast a runner. Which I find debatable, since he could definitely outrun me. Then, I am a bit more out of shape and have got a million illnesses, but, sure. He's not that fast. The nail filer is still in the vicinity.”

A single sheet of paper. On it? A paragraph. A paragraph and one of his beautiful drawings.

Louis opened it with reverence, to not tear, to not smudge. Old habits die hard, and he still remembered that burst of envy, that tinge of awe that he felt when he met Lestat.

Claudia, hovering over his shoulder.

The drawing is what catches his eye, first. Watercolors. Watercolors take a time to set, a time to dry. How long has Lestat known for?

Watercolors. Because he couldn’t color this one in with the pencils, as usual. Oh, no. Let’s bring out the watercolors, shall we?

What did he expect from an opera fan, anyway?

There is a small, vernal bat, with big, shiny eyes that stare a hole through Louis’ chest. It's resting in a small, baby blue coffin with intricate embroidered designs of stars. It has lace edges. The coffin stands next to the fireplace, the bat nibbling on a heart that's almost as big as it is. It’s clearly a messy eater. Over it, a mobile with severed heads and detached miniature limbs. Under it, with his neat, posh calligraphy, the heart stopping paragraph.

"I am with child, Louis. I wish I could claim someone else as the other creator, just to unburden you of such responsibilities, but, by the loyalty sworn to you, I am afraid there is no option other than it's yours.

— With trepidation: Lestat.”

“It was mine. My girl, Mister Du Lac whispers. Fascinating.

What? Did you not believe me? , Mister Lioncourst asks. As a fool does.

Mister Du Lac has invoked his right to be silent. Lioncourt is currently poking Du Lac’s ribs with a pathetic smile. Du Lac has a matching pathetic smile. It's all teeth. Not in a scary way. Not even in a hot way. Just... pathetic.

For the record: They giggle like school girls. I think they're tickling each other. Hey, no- this is staying at tickling. Move that hand, boy. Have some respect for the couch, will you? Thanks. Great. Thanks, Lestat. I am NOT getting paid enough to put up with this.

…

Wait.

Louis, did you fucking swim all the way to-”

Lestat coming to Louis with a last effort to bring him back after their big breakup, with a simple, small thing. A letter and one of his beautiful drawings.

It's what seems to be a small bat, resting in a small, baby blue coffin that stands next to the fireplace, nibbling on a heart that's almost as big as it. Under it, with his neat, posh calligraphy, a heartstopping paragraph.

"I am with child, Louis. I wish I could claim someone else as the other creator, just to unburden you of such responsibilities, but, by the loyalty sworn to you, I am afraid there is no option other than it's yours.

— With trepidation: Lestat."

Claudia is NOT happy about it. That's never stopped Louis, so, what's new?

[lucifermonsii]

Gay4pay

Yeah...

Idc which chara i js need a straight man go gay for my cock cs theyre broke as fuck and need 20 dollars.. Bouncing on my dick for 50... fucking him in public for 150...??? Fuck. Idc which chara btw :3

𝐌!𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐌!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

..my oh my, aren't you desperate hm...? oh, honey.. you're too cute.... Straight dude gettin' railed for a couple of bucks cause' he's broke af. !military au

can't imagine hanging out at a bar with your teammates after a hard mission just drinking rounds after rounds of liquor as you guys get a good laugh about the previous memories that were made during the tough journey. When suddenly out of the blue one of your teammates pulled you aside away from the team to a more secluded area. "hey man, sorry for asking you this put could you spare a couple dollars for me real quick? there's this chick i wanna impress and she seems to really give me the looks.." he asks you as he had his hand behind his neck, staring down at him as you grimaced at the thought of him tryna' hit up a fine chick but using your money to pay the drink. hell you weren't even sure if he was even going to pay you back.. you guys weren't really close, just teammates and nothin' more. though he could be a bit of a selfish bitch at time. like that one time you asked for a cig and he simply just puffed the air into your face and told you to breath that. "why would i do that? you didn't even spare me a look when i asked you a favor." you retorted back to him with a slight scoff as you rolled your eyes at him. choosing to be petty for once as you glanced away from him and crossed your arms over your chest. "ah.. c'mon! M/N please.. she's hella fine and it's a one time opportunity! you can't be selfish to your own teammate can you? plus it's not even payday yet so i haven't really gotten my cash.." he begged silently as he put a hand on your shoulder, trying to reason with you on why you should give him the money. you shook your head and glanced over at the woman he was babbling about to get her attention and ask her out. to be honest she did look like a one of a kind, but you couldn't really understand why he was that desperate for some shitty one night stand when you could give him way more than that. wait... "M/N please, i'll literally do anything at this point.." he pleaded as he glanced over at the woman who seems to be looking at him to before she shyly looks away with blush tinted on her cheeks. you know, he wasn't that bad looking. just a shitty ass personality but overall decent.. not to mention how refreshing it would be to see his behavior flip the moment you're going to have your way with him. "anything you say..?"

you questioned slowly, looking down at him with furrowed eyebrows to find any hint of dishonesty in his eyes. but no. all you saw were some dark orbs practically begging for you to give in to what he wants. even if it meant hooking up with some woman. for a moment he hesitated a bit and completely off guard by your sudden change of tone and how you lowered your voice. "uhm.. yeah. i guess." ᯓ★ˎˊ˗ you weren't sure how but you had somehow managed to convince him to be your little boy toy just for a couple of bucks.. and here he was, mewling into your shoulder in the bar bathroom stall as you fingered him— your fingers moving in and out of him with ease as you stretched out his virgin hole to relax his ring muscles. soft sounds of squelching fills the empty stall. thank god no one was here. his teeth lightly dug into the fabric of your clothes as you scissored him to further relax his ring muscle to which in returned he shuddered and clenched around your digits. "fuck.." he practically whimpers in a hushed whisper when your knuckles deep with your digits grazing his prostate. the slight interaction had him seeing stars for a minute as a shiver ran down his spine, tightening his grip on your back that he had on you as your other hand rested on the small of his back to make him part his legs and arch to have a piece of that flesh. "here's how it's gonna be alright..? bouncing on my dick for 50.. fucking you in public for 150, giving blow jobs for 20..." you rambled on the pricing range of any type of sexual activity he'd receive as you fingered him before picking up your pace once you've managed to easily penetrate the spot that had him seeing stars. disgusting, vulgare fantasies ran through his mind as he starts to think about how hot you'd look holding him up by having your arm tucked beneath the back of his knees as you mirror fuck him and force him to watch as you keep a grip on his jaw. watching your cock sliding in and out of him until the veins are sculpted into his gummy walls, seeing how his tight ring muscle would clench around you when you'd hit his sweet spot

[elliesglock]

yas do 20 questions

okay this video. holyyyyy awkward. i'd like to point out first of all that this video has a lot to do with my thoughts about their timeline. around this time im not sure if they're in a committed relationship or a secret little fling kind of thing. the way they act around each other gives they know something we don't. this video gives such young love :( honestly it looks like to me like the beginning stage of really starting to fall for someone and the way you just smile and cheese so hard just being in their presence. so imo i think they're beginning to fall in love with each other or starting to realize how much they like each other and that's why they're so awkward and giggly. and how no one is giggling but them so it's saying to me this whole video is them just thinking about how they know some thing and is trying to keep us hush hush. they hang on to each other's words p looks at her like she hung the stars and it really shows p has wanted a life with her since they were like 17-18. i want to point out how they've known each other for 3 years atp and they're this awkward? if you've known someone that long why are you so shy around them? ohhhhh because yall are messing around and the intimate things you know about each other translates into your body language and shyness. ohhhhhhhh. azzi's brother asks them what's their best basketball memory and azzi says her 2 gold medals in usa. and ofc competitive p has to pipe up and say well my 4 gold medals AND my state championship. the look azzi gives her is the look she always gives her when paige is being competitive or trying to flex on her. she's like okay paige 😐. i just find it funny how they're dynamic has always been so consistent and the way p has always been on menace time when it comes to azzi. but azzi doesn't even really argue because she knows p would literally rather have a gun go off than not brag on her and say how much of an amazing basketball player and person her princess is.

i also want to point out and talk about how they both look so fresh out the shower. almost like they took it at the same time....together. azzi's hair is wet and so is paige's. yall are sus and gay asf. now yes i know they could've just went back to back but the way they're so awkward. were yall doing something in there be honest quickly. azzi gets asked a question and they're fresh off the gold medalist question so azzi is still giving paige this incredulous look, she's looking at that girl so hard she hesitates and almost forgets to answer it just because she's focused on looking at p. she literally has to lock her whole body in. and p is eating it up. all smiles and giggles and smug looks.

i wanna talk about p's body language in this video for a second. i know we like to label her the confident smug cocky masc but in this video it's soooooo evident how shy she is around azzi. the whole time her body language is so stiff like if azzi touches her she'll literally explode. she has her arms crossed in front of her and her body hunched over herself almost like she's trying to protect it. and not protect it from azzi per say but more trying to prevent herself from fidgeting or doing nervous tics. her whole body language is just shy in general she's trying to make herself smaller almost like she knows how azzi is in private....🙂‍↔️. also making yourself smaller is typically a sign of nerves or anxiety so it shows to me she has some nerves around azzi. which like that's ur best friend why are you so nervous around her? AGAIN BECAUSE SHE KNOWS WHAT THEYRE DOING IN PRIVATE. just wanted to talk about that for a second because as someone who's studied body language before and is very observant i can see the anxious energy she holds for azzi.

the way p teases her after every question and makes a sassy face??? like were you expecting her to say you were her favorite disney character or sum?? now azzi imma need you to stop attacking pazzi nation with this next little moment....she's asked what's her best dish she cooks. and she deadass no joke straight face says "ummmm i'm more of an eater than a cooker". and look i would just rub it off as me having a dirty mind if PAIGE DIDNT COMPLETELY GIVE HERSELF UP IMMEDIATELY. she immediately gets this look on her face like she knows something and she's all shy and blushy. ho do you have intimate knowledge of azzi being an.....eater or sum? that's what her face is giving. and then azzi just makes the exposing themselves run even worse by saying oh yeah i can cook pretty much any breakfast food you want and azzi immediately looks at the camera and says "not true." basically confirming paige has cooked breakfast for her before??? and that she didn't like it? also i just wanna point out that ive always thought paige is the type to wake azzi up with breakfast in bed during national girlfriends day or just a random sunday she never really needs an excuse 😭 and azzi you know damn well you'd eat her breakfast just because you love her and thats ur lil paigey you don't fool me in the slightest.

moving on from that madness, azzi i'm looking at u rn. why do you literally LOCK IN on paige anytime she even turns to you or asks you a question. her eyes get all wide and it's almost like she's like omg my crush is talking to me omg azzi don't freak omg. she looks at her so quick and doesn't stop until paige turns away from her. soooooo in love. now onto paige. why are u looking at her as if you'll die of happiness just from being in her presence? i mean i get it BUT WHYYYY IF SHES UR FRIEND WHY ARE U LOOKING AT HER LIKE THAT. bc that's not friend btw. she looks so in love it's disgusting. the way p is so eager listening to her and loving everything she says with the biggest grin on her face like ho i know ur cheeks hurt. she smiles through this whole video btw. that's BEEN her girl shes so giddy basically tripping out doing the griddy in front of all of us.

azzi gets asked who the toughest person she's ever played against is and she says ashley owusu and the way p gets offended? like she expected the question to be about her and knew she was gonna say azzi so she expected azzi to say her as well. she completely missed the question too she's goofy 😭 and then she wants the question changed so she can make SURE her girl says her name and says she's the hardest she's played. and ofc paige says azzi and then to be petty adds a random girl from wayzata 😒 now idk if this is her trying to make someone jealous or if she just wanted to be petty but it's giving oh you didn't want to say me lemme just add this random girl. might just be me being delusional but you can never rest w p she's very possessive and wants everybody to know her girl is her girl. also i'd like to point out how p also remembers that they played each other and EXACTLY WHEN to fact check azzi. it gives she remembers so vividly cause it was the best game of her life and she was SO excited to play against her gf she couldnt ever forget it.

last question is i believe them getting asked what their game winning play would be and the way p immediately says she would give it to azzi and set up an assist for her. it's alwaysssss been about assisting her girl and playmaking for HER. and she's still on this timing too. still the only one really assisting azzi 😒 also still on her get azzi to uconn agenda here and she's setting up her agenda still 😭

and last but not least we get the cherry on top of the cake we see shy little paigey all over again. totally so stuck in her head and so shy thinking about azzi she doesn't realize azzi's fist bump like girl get it together. idk how lil paigey pulled her honestly. azzi had to have found her just like the most adorable little thing ever cause. mwah no rizz 🫰

okay thanks guys! come get yall juice, have a safe super bowl night and eagles dub THANK Youuu!!