#Dashing in December

[loisfreakinglane]

dance with me

[rainbowcity2025]

Gay Rom-com TV/Streaming Movies Appreciation pt1...🌈🏳‍🌈🎞✨👍

Dashing in December (2020)

After falling in love with Alex and Henry in RWRB (2023), I cannot wait to watch another well-made Gay rom-com movies... 😊

;A romance unexpectedly ignites between Wyatt and their dashing new ranch hand Heath Ramos, who dreams of saving the beloved property and the ranch's magical ...;

[free-strokes-for-fun]

Personal space Wyatt! Give my man some personal space!

Although I bet Heath didn't mind too much.

Couldn't shade it for the life of me, so flat colors it is.

Redrawing from this scene

Just realized the Christmas tree is in the background. Should've done it too.

Well... 🤷‍♂️

[rhys-is-puffs]

Everyone shut the fuck up I’m watching my favorite gay hallmark movie

[p1325]

beyonce #mileycyrus #album #cowboycarter #gay #lgbtq #dashingindecember #movie #film

Movie: Dashing In December (2020)

Song: II MOST WANTED

Artist: Beyoncé, Miley Cyrus

[harbreey1944473]

[nysocboy]

"Dashing in December": Christmas romcom with gay guys and a ranch that needs saving

I was recommended Dashing in December, a Christmas romcom advertised on Amazon Prime as a tv series, for some reason.  The blurb gives the standard plotline: Big City careers are stupid, go home for Christmas and find love.  The twist: Big City is a guy!  It will take about 10 minutes of screen time for the big reveal: he's gay!

Scene 1: Establishing shot of NYC.  Big, Important Financial Planner Wyatt (Peter Porte) is at an office Christmas party, miserable amid the talk of husbands and wives.  He and Lindsey broke up in October, so he'll be alone!  At Christmas! Hey, I thought Wyatt was gay.  Has he not figured it out yet, or is Lindsey a made-up girlfriend? 

"What went wrong?" the Big Boss wants to know. "I thought you and Lindsey were perfect for each other."  So they've met?  Maybe Lindsey is a beard? Or maybe he's bi?

 "The nonstop trips to the Cape, the five-star restaurants every night. I want someone with simple, down-home tases."  Should have thought of that before you moved to the Big City, Dude. 

More plot: this is the first Christmas since Dad passed away, so Mom is depressed, so he's going back to the ranch in Colorado.  10,000 to one he finds love there.

Hey, the hot bartender (Eric Meroño, left) grins at Wyatt!  If you came in cold, this would be your first clue that Wyatt might not be straight, but I'll bet not one viewer in 100 catches it

Scene 2: Establishing shot of a beautiful ranch in Colorado. Wyatt's Mom brings tea to her workers: a girl and Heath (Juan Pablo de Pace, below).  She announces that Wyatt is coming home for Christmas, for the first time in five years.  Heath has only been working there for three years, so they've never met, but the girl is his High School Girlfriend. Whoa, Wyatt really racks up the babes.  

"Won't your husband, who is out of the country working for Doctors Without Borders, be jealous of your ex-boyfriend visiting?" Heath asks. 

High School Girlfriend, grinning: "I...don't...think so."  Her certainty is another clue.

Heath leaves, and High School Girlfriend interrogates Mom: "Heath doesn't know about Wyatt?" 

 "Well, I couldn't just tell him, could I?"  Tell him what, Mom?  What about your son is such a problem that you're afraid to tell your employee about it?

"Well, does Wyatt know about Heath?"  

"What could I say: you guys are both gay?"  The big reveal!   Why all the circumlocution and misdirection?  Probably the same rationale as not revealing that a tv character is gay until Season 2: you want the viewers to become invested in the story first, so they won't run away in homophobic horror. 

Wait -- Ranch Hand Heath is gay, too?  So what's the problem? This will be a very short romcom. Wyatt's plane lands, sparks fly, mistletoe, the end.

Scene 3:  Heath giving two moms and two kids (a lesbian couple?) a tour of Santa's Workshop. By horse-drawn carriage, not sleigh: there's no snow on the ground. 

Meanwhile, Wyatt arrives. pulls out his luggage, and grimaces. Yuck, back at the place I found so oppressive as growing up!   Mom hugs him and immediately envisions him having kids. Geez, Lady, wait until he's in the house before pressuring him to get married and have kids. 

Wait -- if Wyatt is gay, what's up with the ex-girlfriend Lindsey?  Mom references them with he/him pronouns -- yep, he was a guy with a girl's name, a misdirection to fool us before the big reveal.  Or Wyatt has a thing for gender-bending names: his High School Girlfriend is named Blake.  

Mom points out Heath: "He keeps the place going."  Wyat notices the lack of customers for Santa's Village, and criticizes him for not doing his job.  Yeah, Heath, get busy and make with the snowfall!

Scene 4: Heath and High School Girlfriend are heading to dinner, and to meet Wyatt.  Heath worries that he will be homophobic, but she reassures him: that won't be a problem.  So the guy who escaped Colorado, with its long history of homophobic legislation, for the freedom of a gay mecca, is homophobic?  

At dinner, Wyatt brings up the real reason for his visit: he wants Mom to sell the ranch!  "It's prime real estate today, and Santa's Workshop isn't making any money."  The others act as if he's proposing eating babies.  

"This is your mother's home," High School Girlfriend says through gritted teeth. "This is all she has." Calm yourself, Girl -- Wyatt isn't kicking Mom out onto the street.  I checked current listings: Colorado ranches go from $2-15 million. 

Mom starts crying.  "So this is why you came home -- to destroy my life?  To spit on your father's grave?"

"Well, that's not the only reason.  I wanted to eat some babies, too."

The full review, with nude photos, is on SG Beefcake and Boyfriends

[shackadaisical]

@wdcmaxy the boot tap gif makes me fucking insane every time I see it

Your heart’s beating really fast. That’s on you.

[thegaylinguist]

so last night i watched dashing in december and it was what i expected (bad "hallmark"-esque xmas movie with every part of the typical formula), but the citybusinessboy guy in the pairing was WAY too much of an asshole (not just at the beginning, but throughout — like he says some *heinous* shit) & i was actively rooting against the pairing by the end. smalltownhorseboy deserved WAY better

[jasonsutekh]

Dashing in December (2020)

A city businessman returns home to his family ranch to find things in disrepair and a new man has move in with his family and wants to save the ranch.

It’s real nice every once in a while to get one of the classic cheesy romance films that make little sense but sort of feel good, directed at the queer community rather than the absurdly many heteronormative ones available, particularly at Christmas. The animals and locations also made it enjoyable and set several romantic scenes at low cost.

As is the case for many romance films, there’s an element of pre-destination. Because it is a romance film, two characters will be inevitably linked together, no matter how incompatible they are, and because it’s a gay romance and there are only two gay characters, those two feel forced together by necessity rather than choice, since even the family have decide for them.

There are several elements that exceed the usual straight narrative. One is that there are several scenes that have the characters making personal connections, discussing past grievances, and making emotional connections rather than just having lustful thoughts and abusive displays of power instead of meaningful action. There were also several cuts obviously meant for ad-breaks that really broke up the flow of the movie.

Even though it’s really good for the narrative that things can work out by having a good idea, things just aren’t realistic like that. An all year winter wonderland isn’t likely to sell since it isn’t winter all year and people value variety. The horses should be a big seller, but two horses isn’t so much to justify an entire ranch, not to sound like an actual Scrooge, but faith alone doesn’t actually make any money.

5/10 -Can’t find a better example of average-

[nightmarereverie]

“Dashing the 8-Inch Plush Reindeer” by Aurora

[le-chevalier-au-lion]

the maid of amsterdam: dovquez [g]

@dovquezdecember + charcoal

The mermaid in the fish tank has a perfectly pleasant expression despite it being a remarkably shitty fish tank—except for his eyes, charcoal black and charcoal dull, huge, unblinking.

A shark’s eyes. And a shark isn't trying to be malicious when it bites, it just wants to figure out if you’re food.

Andrea swallows. “Ah, good afternoon. You’re Marc, right?”

Marc, estimated to be 11 ft long, still unweighted as all approach attempts have culminated in conflict, found off the coast of Castelldefels by Rossi and his crew God knows when and God knows why.

The mermaids nods once. He appraises Andrea cooly, with the artful boredom of executives and government officials when presented with his research pitches. It should go into his notes—enough understanding of human interaction to regulate emotional response.

Christ, alright. Very comforting.

“I’m Andrea Dovizioso,” he says. The next words stick to his throat like algae—does a mermaid know the ISPRA? Should he explain it? Tell him he’s a protected species these days?

Andrea sighs, rubbing his face. The mermaid—Marc—raises his eyebrows, snorts, bubbles spilling from his pink, almost harmless mouth. He has to reckon with the fact that he’s being made fun of by a creature he isn’t sure knows anything about comedic timing.

Typical Valentino—making trouble and shoving them on his hands.

“I’m here to help you,” is what he settles on.

Marc’s tail swishes, an odd jolt of movement. It’s too cramped in his tank for it to wave and ripple, so it ends up trapped tight against the glass, its tip dangling out. Like this, Andrea can see his scales, pearly white and orange, over five feet of them. They’ve grown dull, loose in some spots.

He smooths out a frown before it can carve itself on his face, chews on the insides of his cheeks instead. Is Marc sick?

But he manages to surge up anyway, until his torso is out and his tail is in. His gills flutter, and he finally, finally blinks.

“You are.”

Marc speaks in clumps, the syllables strained—like he’s reading out words in a language he doesn’t recognize. It isn’t a question, not quite, but he tilts his head to the side, exaggerated, too low, expectant. His overgrown curls flopping over his forehead are disarming.

Andrea taps his fingers against his thigh, one-two-three, one-two-three, one-two-three. Marc keeps staring at him with those eyes, bottomless, flinty. The stark letters of his files flash black in his mind—ambush hunter, mesocarnivore. Opportunistic, clever, cruel, whatever else Valentino wrote on him.

“Yes, we’re trying to get you back home,” he speaks carefully, slowly. Marc mouths along the words, frowns. “Not now, but soon. I hope.”

“Soon,” Marc echoes.

His mouth wobbles, and his whole expression spasms. It isn’t a flinch, goes over quicker than one. Andrea spots the misery in the sudden weight on his shoulders, how he hunches over himself. Still, he can’t get a hand around it. Marc’s expression becomes smooth like sea glass again—remarkably, immaculately empty. It might as well not have happened.

The humanity of that face—the sudden wide-eyed hope—settles on his stomach like lead. Makes Andrea feel like he should be back on ethics classes, bent over a Philosophy book.

It makes him way too aware of how many generations of species ago humans abandoned the sea.

Andrea huffs. Makes himself focus on the problem at hand—the small security tank, and the wildlife trafficking charges Valentino will face, and the reputation of his new charge.

“Are you going to try and bite my arm off?” He raises a single, pointed eyebrow. Marc shrugs, opaque. “Break my legs? Drown me?”

Only Valentino could get close to him—his pool, or his tank. Only Valentino, until one day Marc wrapped his tail around his waist and dragged him under. It took four minutes and thirty-two seconds for people to wrench him from that hold. Wet, incoherent, trying to cough out his lungs.

Andrea saw the video. They were talking before, Valentino very close to the pool’s edge, Marc swishing and almost writhing, kicking up waves. The pixelated security cams couldn’t get more than that, and the blur of white and orange that followed.

Marc makes a face at him. Then said tail snaps up.

Andrea watches its lazy arc in fucking disbelief and doesn’t even flinch when something hits his shoes. The water is lukewarm, thick with brine. His socks are drenched.

He’ll have to do laundry again tonight. Great.

“Right,” he deadpans, “it’ll be nice working with you.”

Marc smiles—tries to, at least. Andrea isn’t sure if he can or wants to or knows how to. It’s more a show of teeth than sincere, each of them white and wicked. If he pushed, he could cut his fingers on their fine points.

“I wanted to get your face.”

[free-strokes-for-fun]

"The answer is no, why are you still looking at me like that?"

"If I'm goin' you're goin'!"

- Wyatt and Heath

~ Dashing in December (2020)

Time-lapse under the cut, and it's just me fumbling with the shades again lol

[fluttershyes]

heres my favorite unfinished piece for that anon the other day! i wasnt satisfied with the final piece (left) so i tried painting over it again and never finished it lol (right) but i still like how it turned out

[royalarchivist]

Other player: [In the in-game chat] big fan iron mouse

Etoiles: It's not true, because if– [Laughs] If he's a big fan, he must–

Ironmouse: What? 😥

Etoiles: [Typing in chat] Play better next time.

Ironmouse: What– no– ETOILES! [Laughs]

Etoiles: If you're a fan. 😄

[icedbatik]

Sidney Crosby December 18, 2024