#two bros chilling in a hot tub not five feet apart because they are gay

[thespaceyace]

laywright commission for the homie

[my-current-obsession]

every time i see bakudeku compared to k/ance (now specifically in terms of them getting shafted in the ending and/or accused of queerbaiting) i take psychic damage

[apolaskiart]

Two bros, chilling in a hot tub, five feet apart cus they're not gay negative five feet apart because they're working things out...

[theflagscene]

15 Day BL Challenge (part 3)

43: Let’s get delulu, which branded pairing should just get married already? (Note: this is all for fun and giggles, we’re not actually speculating on anyone’s sexuality or relationships.)

I mean, there’s the obvious ones that already are I think pop into most of our minds, like OffGun, MosBank, DaouOffroad, ZeeNunew, etc lol.

But for this specifically Imma have to say BillyBabe, especially after the latest episode (ep10) of their vlog series. They’re the absolute opposite of the old ‘two bros chilling in a hot tub five feet apart ‘cause they’re not gay’ meme.

They’re just two bros hanging in a bathtub five inches apart because they’re totally gay.

Even their manager and the IDF editors had to make a statement after ep 10 was uploaded, they were like: listen, we don’t have control over what Billy & Babe film when they go into their room. When that door closes, they’re in charge, they choose what to film and what not. When they gave us the footage for the 10th episode, we had to ask them if they were sure they wanted these things to be shown, such private moments and conversation. But they said yes, if they didn’t want to share it, they wouldn’t have filmed it.

They’re already an old married couple, like bro!

[that-trans-autistic-guy]

DBD as Iconic Vines

Jenny: Hey, I'm a lesbian Edwin: I thought you were American

Charles: Road work ahead? Uh, yeah, I sure hope it does

Crystal in Port Townsend: crying I don't have enough money for chicken nuggets

Esther: I said whoever threw that paper, your mom's a hoe!

Music: Bring the Beat In! Niko: Anything for you, Beyonce!

Niko, looking at Edwin and Charles: And they were roommates Crystal: My god they were roommates

Charles, high on protective rage and anxiety: DON'T FUCK WITH ME! I HAVE THE POWER OF GOD AND ANIME ON MY SIDE!

Crystal, to Charles frequently: What the fuck Richard?

Everyone watching Edwin and Charles: Two bros, chilling in a hot tub, five feet apart cuz they're not gay!

Charles: Back at it again at Krispy Kreme knocks sign down Patrons, wondering why the fuck the sign randomly fell: 0-0

Edwin: So I am confusion, why is this one Kansas, but this one is not Arkansas. AMERICA EXPLAIN!!! EXPLAIN, WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT 'ARKASAW'

Esther: Two shots of vodka empties entire bottle

Niko, sadly: I don't even know which way the Quiznos is

Edwin + Charles classmates: Oh hi, thanks for checking in, I'm still a piece of garbage

Edwin: That is NOT correct, because according to the encyclopedia of unintelligible language

Night Nurse: I'm a bad bitch, you can't kill me

Edwin: Is there anything better than pussy? Yes, a really good book

Charles to Edwin: I love you bitch, I ain't never gonna stop loving you bitchhhh

[fhs-event-week]

Propaganda for Eaktrap:

These two are just the "two bros chilling in a hot tub" vine except they're not five feet apart because Eak has no sense of personal space and can't go two seconds without grabbing Towntrap. Gay.

Propaganda for Megoy:

To me this is THE sapphic ship of the show. Because what's the most common gay experience if not falling in love with your best friend? What's better than gals being pals?

[muppetable]

sorry for late upload, i slept in, but incorrect quotes day! (tw for nsfw in the first quote)

virgil: fuck the dark sides

logan: yeah fuck the dark sides

roman: ….

*next day*

roman: hey guess who i hooked up with last night?

patton: who?

roman: janus classy deceit!

logan:

patton:

virgil: what the hell?!

roman: you said fuck the da…

roman:

roman: you didn’t mean literally?

virgil: OBVIOUSLY

virgil: i failed my safety training test today

logan: how?

virgil: well one of the questions was “what steps do you take in the case of a fire?”

logan: and?

virgil: apparently “fucking large ones” isn’t an acceptable answer

janus, to roman: me? i’m the bees knees, but you, you’re just.. uh.

remus: cockroach ankles!

janus: yeah, cockroa- w h a t

patton: which is correct, seven and five IS thirteen or seven and five ARE thirteen?

logan: neither, because it’s twelve.

janus: two bros

virgil: chilling in a hot tub

janus: five feet apart cause we’re not gay

virgil:

janus:

virgil: *tearing up* what?!

janus: wait virgil no- it was a lie-

virgil: I THOUGHT WE HAD SOMETHING

virgil: onion rings are vegetable donuts.

roman, used to virgil being dumb: Sure...

virgil: your stomach thinks all potatoes are mashed.

roman: Okay?

virgil: lasagna is spaghetti flavored cake.

roman:

virgil: lobsters are mermaid scorpions

roman: jesus, that one is a little-

logan, interested: No, no, virgil, keep going.

[eyesofshan-if]

Pengu, I know it's unkind, but that one reader of yours is cracking me up.

"Ew, that's gay!!" as a reaction to dudes being emotionally open around each other is so 1996, bless 'em.

two bros... chilling in a hot tub... five feet apart because they're not gay...

perhaps my guys are too affectionate and friendly?? is this unrealistic...

[mostsanescarletspiderfan]

Two bros chilling in a hot tub five feet apart because they are not gay.

[quarsonist]

westerners discovering that friendship is actually valuable and you can have close meaningful intimate platonic bonds is so funny to me. Like yeah pretty much everyone else figured that out by now you’re kind of the only ones with the “two bros chilling in a hot tub five feet apart ‘cause they’re not gay” mentality

ESPECIALLY between men because oh my god

[crossover-enthusiast]

Zjejsjssm

This is a little off topic, but I think I'm starting to like Kevin x Radford. Only because of like the idea of them both just being bros/homies, only to start developing feelings for eachother in the process and them being all confused about it LMAOOOO /j

Hehehehe yesss

Kevin/Radford is so silly, it gives the same vibes as "two bros chilling in a hot tub, five feet apart cuz they're not gay"

[mojaves]

a [not so] small thing to add onto whatever nonsense i wrote yesterday. it’s. very gay but not but yes but. Well. theyre simply having a Time together thats for sure

"Good mornin', sleepyhead." Jason whispers softly, kissing Marcus on the back of the neck as he glides a hand up and down his thigh. It wanders off course occasionally, but that's not really a problem. The exact opposite, in fact.

Marcus buries his face deeper into the pillow, which hides his big, goofy smile, but his body language says it all. He puts his hand on top of Jason's, guiding it back over to where it needs to be. There. Jason laughs, breath warm on the back of his neck.

"Oh, so you are awake then, huh?"

He lets go of Jason's hand, despite every bone in his body telling him not to, to stay in this moment just a little bit longer. He ignores it all, rolling over to face Jason, who smiles lazily back at him. It was nice to see an expression other than anger on Jason's face. Instead of looking harsh and threatening, he was soft, welcoming, inviting. His eyes were something Marcus could look at forever.

They took a moment to simply look at each other, taking in their features up close, ones they weren't exactly focused on the night before. Marcus, face full of life, covered in freckles. The little scar below his left eye. The dints in his nose where his glasses usually rest. His stupid little moustache, that Jason once hated, but now finds so painfully endearing.

And then Jason, weathered, pale, covered in scars both big and small. The eye makeup he spent so long applying yesterday, smudged, bruises from the night before more prominent, dry blood under his nose. He looked like shit, it was undeniable. But there was something about his dishevelled appearance that gave Marcus butterflies every time he looked at the guy. Maybe he was into some more hardcore stuff than he originally thought. Who's to say.

"What time is it...?" Marcus asks, stretching his arms above his head, scrunching his nose in such a way that killed Jason every time he did it.

"I dunno, let me-... Check..." He trails off, unable to find his phone on the bedside table.

He pushes himself up into a sitting position and scans the room. It's a mess. Clothes are strewn about all over the place. Trying to find his phone would be like trying to find a needle in a haystack right now. They need to get dressed. A quick stretch, and he drags himself out of bed and onto his feet. First priority: underwear. Nowhere to be seen. Not under any of the clothes, not on the bed, not under the bed.

"Where the hell are-."

Thud.

Jason hits his head on the ceiling fan. He glares at it, taking a second to realise that's where his underwear had ended up. Must have been a far more energetic night than he thought.

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Fully clothed and in the car, the two set off again on their manhunt, following up on another potential lead.

Jason's eyes are on the road, while Marcus's are glued on something else entirely.

Now, Jason was never one to dress modest. The smaller and tighter the clothes, the better. Having skin on show was a bonus. At this moment, he's wearing a very well-fitting black t shirt, and leather trousers that clung to all the right places. The way he saw it, if he gave everyone something to look at, then they'd be too distracted to see a knife coming their way. And right now, to Marcus, it was extremely distracting.

It wasn't like he'd never looked before, it was just... This time was different. More of an 'I'm allowed to be doing this now' kind of thing. Well, they hadn't really talked about anything yet, but, he just assumed that-... Okay, okay, look somewhere else. Anywhere else.

Jason had most definitely noticed. It wasn't the first time, and it wasn't the last. He grins. "Take a picture. Lasts longer."

Marcus quickly averts his eyes, suddenly more flustered now than he was in bed. "Sorry, sorry, I just-..."

"I know." He's smiling and Marcus hates it. He wants to slap it off. Or kiss it off. Or-.

"You need to take those off." Marcus blurts out. He's not sure if that's exactly what he wanted to say. Well, it was, sort of. Just not so bluntly.

"Now?" Jason starts to get a little flustered. Marcus has never been so forward in all the time they've known each other. It excites him in a way he never thought possible.

"Now."

"Yes, sir!"

He pulls the car over rather abruptly. It's an empty road, anyway. No one's in any danger. He just couldn't wait one more second. Marcus clearly couldn't either, ready to bounce on him before Jason even hit the brakes. The car stops, and they start. They're like magnets colliding, unable to keep themselves away from each other. There's barely any room for the two of them in the car like this, but that wasn't going to stop them. Nothing could.

Months of pining, quick glances, flirting, and it had all finally come to this. No more wasted opportunities. No more guilt over a shared ex that screwed them both over. They were hungry, starving for each other, and now, they couldn't get enough of the taste.

[mxrekai]

Slight mando spoilers?

[megasaurusssss]

you know what we need more of in fanfiction?

close male friends who are intimate with each other but arent actually gay

because just because two people are intimate w/ eachother doesn’t mean they automatically like each other.

thanks

[ty-the-trainwreck]

Robin and Nancy incorrect quotes! 😼

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Robin: If I fall down these stairs, I’m just going to lay down and accept my fate.

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Nancy: Two bros!

Robin: Chilling in a hot tub!

Nancy: Five feet apart cause we’re not gay!

Robin:

Nancy:

Robin: *tearing up*

Nancy: Babe cmon…

Robin: I THOUGHT WE HAD SOMETHING

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Nancy: Robin is playing hard to get.

Nancy: Little do they know, I’m hard to get rid of.

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Nancy: Go fuck yourself.

Robin, smugly: Sure, but only if you watch

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Nancy: Since we’re in this relationship now, your clothes are my clothes too. Don’t ask me why I have your shirt on, this is our shirt.

Robin: Fine, but when I come strutting in with your fuzzy socks I don’t wanna hear shit.

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Robin: I love you so much and I would do anything for you!

Nancy: I want you to eat 3 meals a day, drink water regularly, and get a good amount of sleep.

Robin: Those aren’t on the list

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Nancy: Know why I called you here?

Robin: I accidentally sent you a pic.

Nancy: *stops pouring two glasses of wine.* Accidentally?

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Robin, to Nancy: We had a date!

Robin: *aggressively points to Hello Kitty Coloring Book*

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Robin: Are we fighting or flirting?

Nancy: I’m pinning you against the wall with my hand around your neck-

Robin: Your point?

Nancy:

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Nancy: I want to be with you for the rest of my life.

Robin: Damn, that sounds like a marriage proposal.

Nancy, getting down on one knee: That’s because it is.

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Nancy: As top in this relationship, I think we should-

Robin: I can’t believe you’re pulling rank on me.

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Robin: That was so hot, Nancy.

Nancy: I literally just called the person who flirted with you a dog and told them they get dragged through the streets.

Robin: I’m so in love with you.

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Nancy: I’m about to do something stupid.

Robin: I’m stupid

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Nancy: I’m in love with you.

Robin: We called off the prank war last night at midnight, dork.

Nancy: I know.

Robin: Ah. Okay. Um. Cool. Neat. Very cool. Cool. Cool. Coolcoolcool-

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that’s it 🏃🏃🏃

[heronducks]

THE LAST HOURS AS VINES

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Matthew: hey guys I'm really sad

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James: is there anything better than p*ssy

James: yes, a really good book

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Christopher: look at this graph

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Matthew (to alastair): imma fuckin ripp your face off, bitch

Christopher: what did he do?

Matthew: cause he fuckin pushed me!

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Christopher: haha thAt is not cOrreCt

Christopher: because according to the encyclopedia of pdldkskoajd

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Matthew: people are constantly asking what it's like to be a sexy–

Matthew: *trips and falls*

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Charles: no off topic questions

Charles: because I don't want to

Charles: no that– no

Charles: permission denied

Charles: that's an off topic question, next

Charles: you have been stOPPed

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Cordelia: hey everyone today my brother pushed me so I started a kickstarter to put him down

Cordelia: the benefits of killing him would be I would get pushed way less

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Anna: hey I'm lesbian

Christopher: I thought you were american british

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Christopher: would you rather kill alastair or–

Matthew: yes. kill him.

Christopher: I didn't say the other–

Matthew: I don't need to hear it.

Alastair: feeling a little unsafe...

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Anna: oh so you're not coming to my tea party?

Anna: Cordelia, I MADE BISCUITS

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Matthew: I don't sing in the shower

Matthew: i PERFORM

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Alastair: stop saying I look like chicken little

Alastair: he's dumb and he's a coward

Alastair: and I'm NOT a coward

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Christopher: an avocado thanksss

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James and Cordelia: *kissing in the whispering room*

Matthew: wtf is this allowed

Matthew: wtf... is that allowed

Cordelia: stOp

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*the first time in the hell ruelle*

Malcolm: has anybody ever told you you look like beyoncé

Cordelia: nah they usually tell me I look like cordelia

Malcolm: who the fuck is that

Cordelia: me

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Alastair: oh hi thanks for checking in I'm still a piece of garbage

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Matthew: so I'm sitting there, bbq sauce on my tiddies

James: *rolling on floor laughing*

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James: *shoots a chandelier with a pistol*

Lucie: THIS IS WHY MOM DOESN'T FUCKING LOVE YOU

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Matthew: Well, when life gives you lemons

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Thomas: road work ahead?

Thomas: uh yeah I sure hope it does

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Matthew: and just remember

Matthew: nobody is gonna hate you more than you already hate yourself

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Christopher: HEY HEY HEY

Thomas: shhh james is sleeping

Christopher, whispering: sorry

Thomas, also whispering: what's up?

Christopher, still whispering: there's a fire

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Lucie (about matthew and james): two bros chilling in a hot tub five feet apart cos they're not gay

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Matthew: oscar do you want the ball

Matthew: *throws ball into a tower of bottles*

Oscar: *jumps to catch the ball*

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James: uaAAAAHHH

Matthew: staaahhhp I coulda dropped my croissant

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jesse: *sneaking on tiptoes through the house*

jesse: *trips and falls* ah fuck

lucie: who's there???

jesse: nobody fuck off

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James (to Will): you are my daaad

James: you're my dad!

James: boogie woogie woogie

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Matthew: *is asleep*

James: *pours water bottle on matthews head*

Matthew: hello?

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James (to alastair): I'm about to say it

James: I don't care that you broke your elbow

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Matthew: hey guys good alternative to recycling

Matthew: when you're done with a glass bottle, eat it

Matthew: fuckin eat the bottle

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Christopher, with his newly invented weapon: don't fuck with me I have the power of God and anime on my side

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Cordelia: hi im renata bliss and I'm your freestyle dance teacher

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Matthew: two shots of vodka

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James: don't tell your mother

Grace: kiss one another

James: DIE FOR EACH OTHER

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Thomas: man do you have any shaving cream?

Christopher: nah I don't like the way that it tastes

Thomas: wait you eat shaving cream

Christopher: no why would I eat it if I don't like the taste

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Grace: I spilled lipstick in your valentino bag

Tatiana: you spilled– whdoahdhskhaha liPSTICK in my vALENTINO WHITE BAG

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lucie to cordelia: dude I've heard rumors that these stairs are like haunted

lucie: apparently some guy died here when he was like 9 or something

jesse: im 17 so shut the fuck up

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