#i also want to apologise to gay men-

[xxcherrycherixx]

Im in agony and im haunted by the shit i did at the club. I legit made out with this chick multiple times around the place (on the dancefloor, in the sitting area, in the bathroom) like full on make out with tongue while i was humping her thigh and she was grabbing my boobs- in the middle of the club

Like there was many women making out and grinding, the girl i made out with legit made out with a different girl before me- but god its embarrassing because i wasn’t even tipsy i had a single gin and thats it 😭

Best night of my life tho fr fr. i also had the courage to ask a girl to dance for the first time and danced with her, i thought that was going to be my biggest highlight but then i also danced with like 3 different other girls and also hung out dancing in a friendly group for most of the night so i did basically everything i wanted tonight except go home with someone which i literally almost did!!

I did almost pass out and throw up on the train back tho, it was packed because of nye so i literally felt i couldn’t breath on top of the pain from dancing and walking. I legit got off at a random stop, let air get in my lungs, looked at the sign, realised i don’t know if theres a train from there and quickly ran back on that same train. Thankfully it got less crowded pretty quick and a few stops were cancelled so i got back quicker than normal.

I will be going back Even though it will cost much more to go on a normal weekend💀im thinking once a month as a treat to myself

[anothermonikan]

I do think it’s a bit... weird that when lesbians use the terms WLW or NBLW and vice-versa, they can get people in their notes / comments saying that those terms are ‘TERFy’ because ‘Lesbians can be attracted to men too’, I’m not here to argue about that claim, Gender and sexuality is a complicated thing that’s different for everyone, however I never see this happen for gay men. If Lesbians can be attracted to men then by that logic gay men can be attracted to woman too, right? So why is it not ‘TERFy’ when gay men use the term MLM or NBLM? 

It just appears like....It’s a little Lesbophobic....Perhaps...

[gabessquishytum]

Hob works in a rich bitch cafe; it's not called that of course, but most of the restaurant clientele are women who don't have "jobs" and who can eat (and drink) lunch for 3 hours a day. Hob's not complaining - the tips are good and his ass only get pinched a few times a month.

The most interesting group of ladies who come in seem to be some kind of exs club; they all dated or were married(?) to this guy Morpheus. They have a litany of complaints as their monthly lunches get more lubricated -- he's so intense and smothering, except when he's busy and disinterested; the sex is good, when he wants it, but who can tell went that is; he's so moody; he looks better in couture that (we) ever did. The best they can agree on is he's pretty and the moneys good.

Hob kind of feels bad for this guy - these ladies don't seem to ever had respected this Morpheus guy. It's too bad, but it is a bitch club so maybe they are just venting. If Hob wasn't dating this absolutely fantastic guy, Dream (the sex is great, he's intense in a way Hob loves, and Hob enjoys just cuddling him when they both need some quiet time), he might have tried to look this Morpheus guy up -- just to see if he swung Hob way; Hob would have offered to blow the guys back out, at the very least.

Oh well.

It's the monthly Mimosas & Morpheus club 😭😭 and I fucking love it.

Hob watches on in amusement. He's got to the point where he recognises the ladies and even knows some of their Morpheus-related backstory: Nada, the college girlfriend who he proposed to after just one month and then refused to even look at her again after she declined. Titania, who is at least enthusiastic about the guy's skills in bed. Calliope, the ex wife who is perhaps the kindest but also the most savage. There are others who come and go. Hob almost looks forward to hearing their stories.

One day one of the women (Bast? Hob thinks her name is?) is like "I hear he's trying men now. For goodness sake, was it not enough to traumatise the entire female population?" And the girls all laugh, and some speculate that maybe Morpheus was gay all along (Hob takes mild offense at the blatant bi erasure but it's not his place to say anything).

And then he's distracted anyway, because Dream just swanned through the cafe doors! Hob is thrilled to see his boyfriend and greets him, giving him a big ole smooch when the manager's back is turned. Dream looks pleased, but then he looks over Hob’s shoulder and all the colour (not there was much) drains from his face.

Hob follows his gaze and sees that all the ladies from the mimosas & morpheus club are staring back, jaws on the floor. Calliope stands up and quietly calls out - "Morpheus? Is that you? What are you doing here?"

But the moment she speaks, Dream - Morpheus? Slips out of Hob’s arms and flees through the door. There are angry tears in his eyes, and Hob is halfway through following him before someone tugs him back.

"Let him have a moment." One of the women - Jo, Hob remembers. She doesn't come often, counts herself as a hookup rather than an ex, and never pays for her own booze - "He looks good. Better than he used to. Obviously he just needed to find the right bloke."

Hob smiles slightly. He'll go after Dream, anyway. There's no way he'd leave his beautiful boyfriend to deal with this alone. Hob tries to imagine what it would be like to walk into a room full of his own exes and nearly gags.

When he comes back with a reluctant Dream in tow, Hob finds that he still has his job, thanks to the mimosas and morpheus club. They've also bought an entire basket of pastries to apologise and made themselves scarce.

Dream buries his head in his hands. "No doubt you have heard every sin I have ever committed, in vivid detail."

"And I still love you. Even though you do leave your knickers on the bedroom floor for days." Hob grins. "You were just looking for the right bloke, love. I think you found him."

[maykitz]

watched a popular movie so there's a mandatory my complaints and opinions longpost

barbie is a decent comedy with great visuals for sure but i have to say the social justice dialogue was written unbearably, felt like a 2012 bad tumblr post that wouldn't end. the real shame however is that imo the movie refused to take itself seriously even for a minute at crucial moments while making its entire plot about serious things, so it was like, okay, then what's the point.. you're saying patriarchy every other sentence and talking about the incredible pressure on women and having to deal with sexual harassment etc but every single scene is played like we're in beverly hills chihuahua. yes it's a comedy naturally but firstly comedy doesn't have to mean lowbrow slapstick all the time and secondly beverly hills chihuahua understands that it can't have those dogs be talking about abortion and fighting the islamic state with little pink paw pad drones, yknow?

the parody of male identity and masculinity was overall very lacklustre and disappointing too cause it had no bite, it was more like when south park depicts a celebrity as an adult baby- trite and kinda childish and with that air of smugness that tells you the author thinks too highly of themself to even need to flesh it out. which sucks! there's so much about men to satirise and roast lol. gosling is comparably quite old and there wasn't even one hairline or forehead wrinkles comment. sort of a haha gay joke about michael cera's comedic relief character ig? and will ferrell's character could've been wholly scrapped idk what he was even doing there tbh

the big inspiring message about female empowerment, too, is a little bit undercut (haters would say demolished) by there being no bulldagger barbie (or human), margot robie's miraculous powerful ending being that she now dresses and looks exactly like as a doll except her pink shoes are now flats and there's also a breakfast club tier makeover on a teen girl who hates barbie and talks like an sjw courtesy of plebcomics to show that she is now instead happy and pink and loves barbie. and even tho there's 1 fat barbie side character and 1 background wheelchair barbie the topic of unrealistic body proportions (the #1 complaint against barbie dolls!) and beauty pressure is entirely carefully omitted. there's a moment where a narrator coyly acknowledges this like, hehe margot robie is too pretty a casting choice to make this point about feeling ugly. yeah ok but, well. you still did it though. and every other actress too. they even ditched "weird" barbie's destroyed choppy hair + sharpie on face appearance for a put together "punk" outfit with flawless makeup and styled hair. even the destroyed toy can't forego her feminine beauty makeover, and it's only then that the other barbies apologise for ostracising her. big win for looking however you want.

ryan gosling was fantastic though i was really surprised by his singing voice and performance. and i cannot overstate my praise for the costuming and set designs, actual artistry all around

[whattheballyheck]

Something all of the ghosts had in common was that they weren't really accepted in their life. For exampe:

Kitty: her sister clearly didn't like her and wanted the inheritance money for her self (we're gonna ignore the fact that she apologised)

Humphrey: his wife didn't really like him (yeah thats cos it was an arranged marriage but still, he also really wanted to love her but it never worked out) and you never really see him with any friends

Thomas: let's be honest he's not a great poet. But he was still excluded so my point stands

Pat: OK so pats one that this doesn't really apply to but I think that he didn't feel like he was accepted and I think he was always insecure thinking that people didn't like him. Plus his wife was cheating on him

Robin: I may be making this up but I'm pretty sure his caveman freinds tried to make the bear eat him so... Yeah...

Julian: I can't think of a way that this apply to Julian but maybe it's something to do with never being there for his wife and daughter...? (feel free to re blog with your thoughts on Julian)

Fanny: well I mean her husband was gay so he never really loved her. Plus she wanted to do maths and wasn't allowed.

The Captain: he never really quite fit in because he's different and not just because he's gay.

Mary: she was literally burned at the stake and for no reason other than she's a bit strange. (also those men wanted to distract from the bad harvest or something)

I think that's everyone.

My point is that maybe the ghosts don't move on until they feel accepted (this would also back up my earlier point about pat and how he doesn't feel like he fits in) and I know that the captain coming out would kinda mean that he's been accepted but that doesn't necessarily mean he feels one hundred percent accepted.

Also when that other ghost (William I think...?) was sucked off it was after he had a laugh with Robin so maybe in his life he never felt like people actually liked him? And having that laugh with Robin was enough for him to go "oh yeah people do like me" and then he was like fulfilled or somthing idk.

Thank you for taking the time to read my utter gobshite (I'm not proof reading this btw so expect multiple spelling and grammar errors)

[batfamfucker]

Episode Three things I loved:

Bill and Frank. Obviously.

Old gays in general. Two gay men who get to grow old together and die together happily (As happy as you can be in the apocalypse).

Secret basement below the basement.

Bill's bunker. It's awesome.

Bill being Autistic for his entire screen time. Tell me that man isn't neurodivergent. I love him.

The fact Bill and Frank died together and it was lovely and they were happy instead of Bill finding Frank hanging like in the game. I'm glad they got to go together peacefully.

The gay coding with their words. 'A man who knows which wine to put with rabbit' 'I know I don't seem like the type' 'No, you do.' He read that motherfucker. 'Who's the girl' 'There is no girl' 'I know'

The piano scene. The fucking song throughout the ep. And the end as Joel and Ellie drive away. The open window. The message within the lyrics.

The cute little town.

Them bickering and being a married couple.

The meme-ability of Bill. 'The government ARE Nazis!' And 'You WHAT?' I need them as meme templates thanks.

Honestly that whole scene 'They ARE' 'They are NOW but they weren't THEN'

Bill's fucking Illuminati stuff. The hilarity of him staying alive because of his conspiracy theories.

Bill being a fucking badass tbh. The minute FEDRA leaves, just breaking into everywherr. Seeing him set up that town, having a full blown plan, setting up traps and building a goddamn generator, relaxing as he lets his traps take care of infected, just enjoying his steak and laughing. Knowing he does that a lot 'Gets me everytime'. Man's was made for this. He slayed tbh. That whole scene was so satisfying.

I was scared Frank was gonna use Bill, and he did at first, but then seeing him genuinely begin to love and care for him. Refusing to let Bill die when he got shot even though Bill told him Joel could care of him, wanting to marry Bill on his last day.

Honestly Frank just being sassy and dragging Bill lmao. 'We need friends babe. Sweetheart please you just sit in the basement all the time. You need a social life other than me, and for my own sanity, I need one too. So I've made a friend over the radio and you can't do anything about it. Now get me my paint'.

Tess being an AllyTM. Her and Frank being besties whilst their paranoid husbands scowl at each other.

Joel unable to say the word 'partner' for Bill and Frank lmao. You just adopted a lesbian. Honey, you've got a big storm coming.

I was hoping Ellie would get to meet Bill and he would tell her about Frank (Before going into the ep, based on the game) so she would have a nice little internal 'I'm not the only gay in the world thank god' moment. But I didn't mind since the whole episode was amazing.

The strawberry scene.

Bill apologising for getting older quicker but then it's Frank that needs the help later. My heart.

Frank and his paintings and beautiques.

Frank knowing Bill poured the pills into the wine bottle so he'd die too.

The marriage scene. Them exchanging rings. Having the same last meal and wine they had for their first meal together. Sitting next to each rather than across the table. A shot of the hole that Frank fell into, where they met. Sobbing. I love them.

They are the definition of 'In sickness and in health, till death do us part' and it hurt but it was some beautifully.

Knowing any Homophobic Gamer BoysTM were ripping their hair out at this episode.

It ripped my heart out but the fucking skeletons. The baby blanket and transition to seeing that baby and the mother. Knowing what happens. Hearing a mother comfort her kids and seeing a old lady and a whole community of families and knowing what happens to them.

All the fuck the government stuff. It feels like all the fucked up shit they did is so realistic and would happen.

The letter for Joel. 'Keep Tess safe'. And the symbolism of knowing there's at least one person (Ellie) worth saving. Worth living for. My heart.

Also, though. 'Hehehehe'

Ellie reading 'hehehehe'

The casualness of human bodies in the apocalypse. Periods actually referenced in an apocalypse show! Joel tossing Ellie some deodorant! Him being prepared to take care of a teenage daughger again! Ellie telling him he needs to shower (Also their banter). Ellie stocking her bag with toilet paper.

Joel making a small gravestone for Tess out of rocks from the river. That hurt.

Dad Joel coming out more and more each episode.

The forest scene. Joel giving his jacket to Ellie to sleep in so she wouldn't be cold. Him making sure she eats even if he doesn't.

Ellie roasting Joel. Joel roasting Ellie. 'Shit at shooting or life in general' Joel's continous 'offended but mostly confused I just got dragged by a 14 year old' face.

The arcade machine.

The repeat of the 'Anything bad?' 'Just you' joke.

Ellie being lowkey a psychopath again? The basement scene and her seeming to enjoy killing the infected dude.

Ellie being upset he stashes the massive gun. Because same.

The plane scene. Ellie's excitement all episode. Every question she asks. That's my Ellie.

Joel's dark humour. 'So did they'.

History Lesson With Joel.

Flour Zombies Confirmed. It's no longer Plants Vs Zombies, it's Plant Zombies.

The way he said the date of the outbreak, the subtle pain, and you can tell it's engraved because of that reason, as well as Sarah's death, and his birthday. I can't wait until Ellie finds out it was his birthday. And/Or about Sarah.

Contractor (?) Joel dragging Bill about his fences and using his KnowledgeTM to bait him into trading. Him being right.

Ellie's first time in a car. 'It's a spaceship'

'Women's shirts'. Joel really is thinking of her and it's nice to see he's used to taking care of a teenage girl and how he goes back into that role with ease. Him getting used to that again, even if begrudgingly at first.

Everytime Joel tells Ellie off. Dad Mode Joel Activated.

The fucking seat belt scene. Joel telling her to put her seatbelt on. The parallel of him saying that to Ellie like he did with Sarah. Him leaning over her and Ellie being completely comfortable with him doing so. Her not knowing what a seatbelt is.

Joel trying to get Ellie not to play music but then not letting her turn it off when he realises it's a song/artist he likes.

Joel warming up in the final shot when he likes the music. Ellie hating it. It's giving Dad Who Listens To Smooth Radio Whilst You Die Inside. I know because I've been there.

No school scene. Not introducing the bloater so soon. I'm glad we're building to that. Makes it seem much more impactful.

Basically the entire episode.

All I 'didn't like' (/Joking) was that they didn't hide literally everything in that house in the secret basement below the basement so raiders won't find anything when they come, so it'd still be there if they ever need to go back there. But that's just because I wouldn't be able to deal with it if that were me. I'd be making sure no one finds that shit. It's mine, and I'd go back for it when possible. Maybe. At some point. Hopefully. Or live there myself if I wasn't in Joel and Ellie's situation. I also wanna see Joel swinging upside-down from a chain at some point.

Joking aside, this episode is great. The show continues to not only meet my expectations, but exceed them. I can't take the fact that there's only nine episodes this season because I don't want it to end and I hope season two isn't about the second game, but for the show's later seasons to be about the years and adventures Joel and Ellie have together after the events of the first game, if season one meets the end of the first game. Because I love them and need more of this.

I'm so excited to see where this show goes. It has the perfect balance of sticking to the source material yet also doing new stuff that also surprises people who have played the game. I adore it.

[deadeyedfae]

I'm tearing up right now, after reading your comic... I'm transmasc. Plump. I haven't started HRT yet, but I have a first appointment in the "checkpoint" (health center specialized in lgbtqia+) on monday and I'm scared and part of my brain is screaming that I'll never look like these trans men in the pics anyway...

Sorry. I'm babbling uncontrollably. Really just wanted to say how much I relate to that comic and how wonderful it was for me to read it. Thank you so very much! <3

PS: I saw your photo the other day. You're beautiful.

Hello!! So first off thank you very much, I'm happy it impacted you, I'm always happy to hear about more transmasc people enjoying my art becuase I do often worry about only speaking to other transfem people where I want to hopefully reach as many trans people as possible! 💜

Secondly I hope your first appointment goes well, it can be nerve wrecking but it'll be worth it! Once it's done you'll be so excited you took that first step! Also let me tell you right now, all trans men / transmasc people are valid as heck but in my personal experience the most masculine man I've ever met hands down was a plump trans man, he looked amazing and fun fact he was the first trans man to be legally married to a woman in the UK before gay marige was legal! But anyway tangents apart, you'll do great, weight certainly is a worry especially when you are first starting out but tbh it doesn't have any baring on the effects you'll see! You'll be your transmasc presenting self and happy with the results before you know it!

It is worth noting I heard recently that HRT dosages might need to be higher due to weight so if you aren't happy with the results in the 1st 6 months speak to your provider about getting a dosage to match your size! But it might be that you react extremely well to your first dose, it's diffrent for everyone!

And no need to apologise, I love hearing for people in the community and it's nice to have the opportunity to try and spread a little love and support ^^

Also again, thank you so much, that's very sweet of you to say! I think I'm starting to belive it these days, everyone being so kind has really helped my self confidence 💜💜

[ughitsnic]

Baby Steps: Robin Buckley x Reader

Another kinda angsty one, from the request/ask I posted earlier. I’ll link it here

Warnings? Language and homohobia

Also really importantly Before I start I just want to say I can’t imagine how awful being openly out as a lesbian in the 80s would be. When I came out, everyone treated me so differently, girls stopped being my friend and everyone always had something negative to say. It was horrible, and compared to others my experience is a walk in the park. So whilst it’s unrealistic to the time I really don’t want to focus on homophobia because reading has always been my escape and I know that’s true for many people, so I’m going to keep it to the absolute minimum because in all honesty I don’t want to write it in great detail because it sadly is still a reality.

You were doodling in your book, and if anyone was to ask you anything about the class you wouldn’t be able to answer a single question about what the teacher had been going on and on and on about. What you did know however, was that the jocks behind you were making your patience run incredibly thin. You heard your name mentioned yet again, along with a snicker. You drop your pencil down, and spin around to face them.

“Oh hey y/n” Katie laughs, covering her mouth trying to hide the stupid smile on her face.

“Hey girlie” you say as fake as possible.

“Y/n, is it true you eat pussy?” David asks, snorting as he laughs.

“Yeah…” you look between all of them, confused.

“Gross” David laughs.

“David… are you gay?” You ponder, why else would he find the gross?

“Fuck off”

“Why would you say that?” Katie looked just as offended.

“I’m sorry” you pout. Her expression turns to confusion. “You know that you’re super handsome boyfriend over here” you motion to David. “Thinks eating out his girlfriend is gross. I bet that sucks having to fake your orgasms all the time” David’s face turns just as red as Katie’s.

“No- no I don’t” she sounded unsure, obviously lying.

“Is that a lie? David, don't be embarrassed, lots of men can’t please women in bed. It’s okay”

“As if you’d know how to” David snaps back.

“I do know David, actually. I make my girlfriend scream every night. If you need tips, don’t be afraid to ask” you wink, turning back round a smug grin on your face as you go back to doodling.

“What the hell was that?” Robin whispers, nudging your arm.

“Relax, I didn’t say it was you” you make sure to keep your voice low.

“Still! If anyone found out about-” she pauses, you let out a long exaggerated sigh.

“Your secrets safe with me” you hold out your pinky.

“You’re such a dork” she intertwined her pinky with yours.

“So are you, and that’s why we are BEST friends” you wink, her cheeks turning a light shade of pink.

You and Robin lived on the same street, so you always walked home hand in hand… unless other people were around, then she was quick to drop your hand… so by always you actually mean only sometimes.

“Do you want to come around for dinner tonight?” You ask her, watching how she looks around so scared that everyone was going to see the two of you holding hands.

“Sorry, what was that?”

“Don’t apologise baby, my moms making fajitas tonight and I know how much you love them” you offer, hoping she would say yes… mainly so you could sit in your room and make out without the fear of someone seeing. “Then later we could go on a drive”

“Oh a drive?” She wiggles her eyebrows.

“Robin!” You gasp dramatically. “Get your head out of the gutter!” She laughs.

“Sorry I’m just curious, I overheard that you know how to make girls scream”

“That’s how it starts, just curiosity and before you know it you’ve caught the gay” you tease.

“The gay” she says dramatically.

“It’s a disease… according to David anyway”

“God he’s such a douche” she giggles, stopping outside her gate. “I’ll ask my dad, if I can come round. Wait here” you watch her rush into the house, leaving the door open ajar. You kick an empty can of cola around, waiting for your girlfriend. The new minutes felt like a lifetime. “Okay dad, see you later” Robin shouts, walking down the path. She looks around before taking your hand.

“I was thinking later we go on a drive to our spot?” You propose robin nods quickly.

“Our happy place” the way she says ‘ours’ makes your heart flutter. ‘Your spot’ was a parking lot in the next town over which overlooked the entire town and had the best sunsets.

Whilst robin was freshening up in the bathroom, you stood in the kitchen, helping out your mom,

“Hey mom, I was wondering if I could maybe borrow the car after dinner?” You ask, laying out the knives and forks.

“As long as you both wear your seat belts” you watch her dish out everything. “Also, young lady” she points at you with a knife, her cheery tone gone. “If I find another scratch on the car, it will be the very last time you sit behind that wheel” she threatens.

“Yes ma’am” you salute her.

“Oh behave” all her seriousness gone.

“Dinner was amazing miss y/l/n” Robin says, collecting the dishes and taking them to the sink.

“How many times do I have to tell you, leave the dishes to me Robin” your mom adored Robin, she always jokes about how she is the daughter she never had. Your mom definitely had her suspicions about the two of you, but never brought it up. Instead she would loudly announce she’s about to come into your room, waiting a second and then opening your door.

“Really? It’s no trouble” robin assures your mom, but she was quick to dismiss her.

“Robin, leave them otherwise you’re never invited for dinner again!”

“Are you positive?”

“Robin!” Your mother shouts, taking a long drink of her wine. “The keys are in my purse honey, both of you be safe” you take them, Robin following you to the front door. “And wear your seat belts!”

“I’ll make sure she does” Robin calls back.

“Good girl”

The journey is on the longer side, but I guess it has to be if you want privacy, so nobody from school sees the two of you out on a date, or something as simple as a drive in the evening. You groan internally as you stop at yet another red light, drumming your fingers against the wheel. Robin had her arm out of the window singing along to herself.

“Baby, look at that dog” she says excitedly pointing, you look over at the chocolate Labrador.

“He looks like Bruce” you ponder.

“Bruce? Nah, maybe” she trails off. “Tina, he could be a she you never know”

“That’s true, yet my bets are on Bruce and I know I’m right” she just hums in response.

“That’s funny” Robin giggles

“What is?”

“That you’re always right” she smiles wildly at you.

“Weird coincidence that” you shrug as robin begins to lean in to kiss you, her lips barely brushing against yours before you both jump back in your seat, the car behind you honking.

“Shit” you look up at the green light, slamming your foot down. “How long do you think it was on green?” You bite your lip. Robin turns to look at the guy in the car behind.

“Well judging at how angry he looks right now, I’m going to say a while” you shrug it off, turning the radio up, Africa by toto starting. You look over at robin, before turning it up even more.

“I hear the drums echoing tonight, but she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation” you sing, using your fist as a microphone, not hitting a single note.

“She’s coming in 12:30 flight” robin leans towards your hand, grabbing your wrist. Mumbling the words she didn’t know, you doing the same, struggling to sing because you were both laughing too much.

“Hurry boy, it’s waiting there for you!” you both practically scream, slowing down at another red light. “It’s gonna take a lot to take me away from you” you both pointed at each other, faces inches apart, both windows down so both of your hair was flying wildly about in front of your eyes. “There’s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do!” You giggle resting your head on her shoulder. You sit back up straight, the light turning to green. As you speed down the street, you sneak glances over at Robin, a huge grin on her face as you both continue to sing at the top of your lungs. She leans over, kissing your cheek.

“I can see you staring, maybe you should keep your eyes on the road” robin suggests, biting her lip in attempt to hide her smile.

“Good idea” but you couldn’t, you continued to admire how happy and carefree she looked and couldn’t help but feel a twang of sadness knowing that moments like these didn’t last forever.

It didn’t take much longer until you were at the parking lot, the blue sky clear, apart from the deep wave of orange on the horizon. You turn the engine off, leaving the radio playing as you both get out, and leant on the hood of the car, resting your head on her shoulder, her arm around your waist.

“I’m going to say something really cheesy” you announce

“Please don’t ruin the moment”

“It’s beautiful, but not as beautiful as you” you grin, and she scrunches her nose up.

“God y/n, you get worse” she groans, playfully pushing you away.

“You didn’t like that?”

“No it was awful” she mumbles against your neck, wrapping her arms around you, pressing little kisses up and down your neck. The sound of car wheels on gravel causes robin to pull away from you, scooting away leaving just a little too much space between you. You force a smile on your face, looking away from your girlfriend and back to the sunset. Your bottom lip trembles, as a rush of emotion takes over. All you wanted was for it to be like it was, all the time, carefree, but it never will be. You understood why Robin was so scared, but it didn’t hurt any less.

“What’s wrong?” Robin asks and you shake your head. “Cmon, talk to me?”

“It’s nothing” you lie. Robin reaches over to take your hand, her thumb rubbing on the back of your hand, a small gesture to try to soothe you, until another car drives by and she drops it, shoving her hands into her pocket. You let out a shaky breath, you didn’t know how much more of this you could take.

“Do you see a future with me?” Your voice frail, you didn’t even recognise it as your own voice. You couldn’t look at robin, you keep your eyes fixed on the town below, scared for her answer. anything other than yes would break you. She rests her head against your shoulder, taking your hand in here again.

“What’s in your mind?”

“Please answer the question” you voice raspy, fighting back tears.

“I think so” fuck.

“Robin… What does that mean? I-”

“Y/n”

“No robin, let me talk” you practically beg. “I don’t want to hide forever, I’m not saying I want you to make out with me in front of everyone, but maybe you could hold my hand every once in a while?” You sniffle, taking a deep breath, unable to stop the words falling out of your mouth. “I love you Robin and I don’t want you to think this is me forcing you to come out because I don’t. I want you to wait until you’re comfortable. I- it- I” you struggle to find the words. “You, it hurts when you are so dismissive of what we have, how it almost… disgusts you? I just wish you would be more conscious of how you treat me infront of everyone” your chest was hurting, swallowing back cries. “I know you’re scared and I know it shouldn’t but it makes me feel so bad”

Robin takes a second to digest everything. “You know I don’t think before I sleek” her tone was dismissive.

“Robin please listen to me, I know that you don’t think before you speak, that sometimes you’re a little clueless and I love you for it. But I’m telling you now so please listen to me” you beg, didn’t even realise you were crying, until you taste your salty tears on your lip.

“Are you breaking up with me?” Robin's voice was hoarse, no louder than a whisper.

“God no. I want a life with you, more than anything” you stress. “I don’t want to stay in Hawkins forever, I don’t wanna get stuck here. I wanna move to the city with you, have a cute apartment, get a cat, work together in our own little cafe, like we talk about late at night. But I don’t think I can do that if you can’t even hold my fucking hand” you start to get more and more worked up, Robin opens her mouth to speek but you cut her off again. “I hate not being able to kiss you on your doorstep after a date, or walking home from work and school. I hate that our Other friends don’t even know. One day I want to tell the world I love you, I love you Robin Buckley” you shout. You choke on your tears “it’s so silly but I want the same from you, to tell the world you love me, that we are girlfriends” the silence between you was agonising.

“We will, one day” robin tries to comfort you, resting his hand on your shoulder

“I’m scared it will be like this forever” your voice wavering

“Y/n, I’m not like you. I’m scared. I see what you have to go through everyday and-“

“But we will have each other, it doesn’t matter” you were desperate at this point.

“Do you know why I fell in love with you?” Robin asks and you shake your head.

“Please don’t say it’s because I’m the only lesbian you know” you try to joke, but terrified it would be the truth.

“It’s because you are so unapologetically yourself y/n and I admired that about you. I wanted to be like you… until I realised that wasn’t true and that I wanted to be with you” she takes a deep breath. “And I do want to be like you, be able to be brave enough to tell people who I really am and who my girlfriend is” Robin wept into her hands, wiping her eyes, catching her tears on her sleeve as they fell. You pull her into a hug, she squeezes you tight, the both of you swaying. You close your eyes, breathing in the sweet smell of her shampoo, trying to calm down. You open your eyes to see another car, pulling into the parking lot, trying to move out of robin's grip but she holds you tighter. “I can’t promise I can walk into school holding your hand, but maybe one day” you smile.

“I love you Robin”

“I love you” she whispers against your neck.

“I’m sorry I just needed to get it all off my chest. I promise this wasn’t my plan for tonight”

“I understand baby” she cups your face, you look around at the other couple parked a few spaces away.

“Robin” you whisper. She shakes her head.

“I can’t be scared forever. You’re right”

“You don’t have to” you didn’t want to push her too but she shakes her head before kissing you again, assuring you she did in fact want to kiss you right now,

“Just baby steps”

“Baby steps” you repeat, breathless from the kiss.

“Now about that cat” she grins. “If I remember correctly, you didn’t want a cat”

“If a cat makes you happy baby, I'll buy you five”

“Is that a promise?” Robin asks, hopeful.

“No, maybe two” a shiver runs down your spine, now that the sun had set it was dropping colder by the minute, and neither of you were wearing thick clothes, silently deciding to get into the car. You turn the engine on, turning the heating up all the day.

“I don’t know if I said, but today with David you were hilarious”

“Why thank you, I do try… I was going to tell him I fucked his mom but that might have been too far”

“Maybe a little” you stop at a red light and robin leans over to kiss you again, you lean in for another. “Green light babe”

[heartsopenminds]

preshow hangout q+a! london 28 sept

I was at the show again tonight (I got to go on friday too!) and it was sooo good! I also got to go to the pre show hangout, so here’s some highlights from the q+a - putting under the cut as it’s v long and maybe a little spoilerish so....

- dan had lots of people he knows coming to the show tonight and was trying not to think about how how much ‘adult content’ there is and how they might react

- he had to remove some grandma jokes from the cardiff show because of the queen's funeral

- what disney prince would he bang? Immediate answer was the beast, then he clarified he meant in human form, then switched to aladdin

- people have mocked him for the fact that all he has in his rider is red bull, water and a banana (he reassured us this was not for sexual purposes)

- his feet smell like soap, but apparently americans have told him that's weird because everyone uses shower gel these days and soap is for medievel peasants

- he used to know how to do the dance to lucifer by shinee, and they're his number one all time group

- he thanked the person who wrote 'piss' on their piece of paper for bringing that over from instagram q+a’s

- the box where people post questions which is labelled ‘dan’s hole’ is now being referred to as ‘dan's slit’ because it’s a slot not a round hole

- the crew named the box dan's hole without consulting him and he's worried about getting it through customs to america

- the vip bags are meant to be an end of the world survival kit and you can use the bracelet as a weapon to fire at people's eyes and blind them

- there's lots of journalists coming to review the show tonight and Dan is worried they are all going to be bald white old heterosexual men and will think he’s just a woke child, but apparently if he wears nail varnish they'll suddenly realise he's gay and then whatever he says will be fine

- he said several times that we all have to make sure we cheer and look like we're enjoying the show so that the journalists will give him a good review

- his least favourite one direction solo music is liam payne’s

- the same person who asked that also asked for 'thoughts on’ daddy marx aka karl' and dan’s response was icon, legend, slay

- if phil were turned into a houseplant, dan wouldn't water him as he wouldn't deserve it because of how many plants he's killed

- dan thinks phil will live in filth for two months while he tours america and then do a panic clean 2 days before he gets back

- the person who asked them for a threesome was.....your mum

- corgi might win over shibe in the 'get a dog' discussion because shibes are apparently not very emotionally available

- someone said get one of each and Dan said he doesn't want to come home from tour and find two dog skeletons, so maybe that's a 2023 thing (!!)

- he emotionally vibes with the idea of becoming a cottagecore cat lady with 9 black cats

- his dream place to do a show would be in his house so he doesn't have to get dressed, so probably a livestream of him sleeping

- if he had to be a biscuit he'd be a hobnob - messy, large, circular and full of too much sugar

- fuck marry kill with mariokart characters - he'd marry then fuck then kill luigi

- he’s clueless about wine and never knows what to say when people ask him what his favourite red wine is

- phil only likes alcohol that tastes like ribena, and likes a nice gay rosé

- fave alcoholic drink - he said he's a gin girl because gin makes you cry and he's crying all the time on the inside so he's drawn to it on an emotional level

- someone asked how it felt to have turned an entire generation queer, and he laughed and apologised

- 'would you rather turn into sonic, godzilla or megamind every time you’re aroused?' dan’s response was sonic because whatever you're going to do, you can do it fast ‘time is money - spin on that, bitch!’

- he stopped posting the preshow selfies on his main account because phil said people were seeing it and not realising it was the preshow, so it made it look like only about 50 people were turning up to the show each night

[phanfictioncatalogue]

Drabble (11) Masterlist

part one, part two, part three, part four, part five, part six, part seven, part eight, part nine, part ten

A Piece of Me (ao3) - Sinninghowlter

Summary: Dan is obsessed with Polaroids. Phil loves kissing Dan.

a snapshot (ao3) - yonpote

Summary: phil takes a photo

Aqua-scaping (ao3) - R3ad3r1

Summary: Dan has a new hobby, Phil tries to be a responsible adult.

can i call you tonight? (ao3) - oihesmine

Summary: texts between long distance d&p

can't wait for you to be back (ao3) - okaydoomer

Summary: Dan is on tour and they miss each other so much.

Continents Apartment (ao3) - floweretfairies

Summary: Dan’s stroking his cock, reaching for his phone. He needed his man, but they were continents apart.

costume (ao3) - SylvesterLester

Summary: Phil normally puts on a costume. But not today.

Cream on Cream on Cream (ao3) - Nefertiti1052 (Succubusphan)

Summary: Phil walks out of the shower in all his glory and Dan has a little surprise in store for him.

Distance Makes the Heart Grow Fonder (ao3) - talentisntgenius

Summary: Dan leaves and Phil trusts he'll come back.

Drips Through (ao3) - artbabe

Summary: Dan goes outside to smoke at a party. Phil joins him.

finally (ao3) - bloodyscarab

Summary: finally, you've come along

the way i feel about you, just can't be wrong

First Day (ao3) - ahappyphil

Summary: Dan goes back to uni

home is such a lonely place without you (ao3) - nivi_chip

Summary: Phil during the US leg, Dan finally coming home. Fluff ensues.

Honeybee (ao3) - Scuddleduck

Summary: Dan sings a sweet silly song to Phil in the kitchen.

hotter than i've ever been (ao3) - dizzy

Summary: Halloween is strong drinks and a balmy late night breeze and Dan ripping his fishnets then laughing until he cries about it.

I Like my Men How I Like my Gin and Tonic (ao3) - BREAD2000yeet

Summary: Dan gives a C- blowjob and an receives an A+ handjob emo boys kissing vibes they r in luvv

I'd like to hang out with you (for my whole life) (ao3) - bunnyslipper

Summary: Mornings in the forever home (featuring the golden pig)

Injured and Afraid (ao3) - tol_but_smol

Summary: Dan and Phil and their hiking adventures

Jealousy, Jealousy (ao3) - thestreaklives

Summary: Phil gets a gift from a coworker and Dan is having a hard time with it.

Jumping On the Bandwagon Isn’t So Bad (ao3) - ticklishraspberries

Summary: Dan decides to jump on the ‘boys in crop tops’ trend.

leave me alone (ao3) - leebasii

Summary: sometimes all you gotta do is apologise

Let Me Help (ao3) - prettyelephant

Summary: Phil gets a cat hair in his eye while shooting for the calendar so naturally Dan helps him get it out.

moon boy, moon face and moon butt: a trilogy of sorts (ao3) - cloud-gays (wind_brewed)

Summary: Moon, that's what Phil is to Dan. Or something like that.

Also called: I can't get over how Dan's nickname for Phil is 'moon'. Maybe it isn't, but.

oh, he's got me going (ao3) - loveslabourlost

Summary: Everything in Phil's body is thicker than in Dan's.

phone calls (ao3) - danhoweiis

Summary: dan calls phil whilst on tour in america with some plans for christmas

repeats and replays (ao3) - Tarredion

Summary: phil's had a crush on his coworker dan for way too long. he's never had the nerve to ask him out, as much as he'd like to, but their friendship is good as it is.

one day, though, dan slips up mid conversation, and everything changes

Scars (ao3) - jerseker

Summary: Dan thought filming in his hometown would be harder.

the old familiar rhythms (ao3) - cityofphanchester

Summary: There will be dozens of good days in the weeks to come, but not many of them will end in quiet.

(piano, summer 2022)

The Revival Aftermath (ao3) - cafephan

Summary: The gaming channel makes a comeback.

time and place (ao3) - cloud-gays (wind_brewed)

Summary: Kisses.

Also called: I'm a broken man and my friends want me to call this Butter Chicken. Help me.

to be your (distant) lover (ao3) - queerofcups

Summary: There is a distance and Dan wants to fill it.

Too much? (ao3) - GayFandomNerd

Summary: A conversation about how much they’ve been sharing with their fans

Unpainted Canvas (ao3) - hygge

Summary: When Dan looked at Phil, he saw art… Phil was gorgeous, an absolute masterpiece. Dan didn’t even compare.

Velvet touch (ao3) - Kavat

Summary: Dan and Phil are going to a film premier for the first time in years.

why do i feel fine? (ao3) - bessonschild

Summary: Dan and Phil on their balcony. He's finally feeling better.

you can see it with the lights out (ao3) - calvinahobbes

Summary: Somehow it’s taken Dan until he got to Japan, but here it’s caught up with him, hit him like a freight train. Phil keeps laughing at him, showing him pictures on his phone of Dan’s face softened by it, posture loosened by it.

You Send Me (ao3) - Portia331

Summary: A reflection on relationship growth and how it feels.

[fandomsnstuff]

One of these days ill post at a reasonable time

@taznovembercelebration

Day 22: silly

Lup's birthday is coming up, and the present from her long distance boyfriend is haunting her in all it's wrapped glory. Doesn't help that her brother thinks her boyfriend is fake.

Read it on AO3

Dearest Apologies

From: barry.j.bluejeans@gmail.com

To: luptaaco@gmail.com

Good morning Lup,

I would like to deeply apologise for being unable to provide you with the goodnight text you were expecting last night.

Turns out, it is unwise to use one's phone above a pot of boiling water when one is easily startled. According to the respectable phone repairman in my local mall, the damage is fixable and the repair will be cheaper than a new phone, but I am without said device until wednesday. In the meantime, I shall send my missives to you by electronic mail of the g variety.

I hope you slept well. I stayed up far too late, as usual. I write to you as I await the energising effects of my coffee.

Have a wonderful day, my darling.

Yours,

Barry

Re: Dearest Apologies

From: luptaaco@gmail.com

To: barry.j.bluejeans@gmail.com

Barry,

I suppose I can forgive you, given the harrowing phone experience you've gone through. I pray for your phone's survival.

I did sleep well, I had many dreams of you. I miss you more every day.

I would scold you for staying up late, but alas, I have done the same. But I suppose I have stronger coffee than you, as I'm already set to face the day.

I received the parcel you sent me. You're far too clever, putting a note on top telling me not to open it until my birthday. You're also a cruel lover for it. You know I adore packages, I long to tear it open and see what's inside. But I adore you, so I shall follow your instructions.

Forever yours,

L

“What're you writing?”

Lup jumps out of her skin as Taako's suddenly standing behind her. “Jesus fucking christ, maybe warn a girl next time?!”

“I made so much noise walking over here.” He grabs her phone from where she dropped it. “What's got you smiling like a fool?”

She snatches the phone back. “Nothing!” She finishes typing her name and sends the email. “It's just a silly thing with Barry.”

Taako groans. “Not this again. Lulu, I'm not stupid.”

Kravitz pokes his head out of the bathroom with a toothbrush in his mouth, “who's Barry?”

Taako gives her a look that says, go on. Lup sighs irritably, “Barry's my boyfriend.”

Kravitz's eyebrows go up. He ducks back into the bathroom, presumably to spit his toothpaste out, then says, “since when do you have a boyfriend?”

“She doesn't,” Taako interjects, “there's no way he's real.”

“He's real! I've shown you pictures! He sent me a birthday present!”

“You one hundred percent just googled pictures of white men and showed me one.” He looks to Kravitz, “she said his name is Barry Bluejeans. Tell me that's not fake.”

“Your name is taco twice.”

“Thank you!” She says. “See, Kravitz thinks my boyfriend is real.”

“Now I didn't say that.” She glares at him and holds up his hands defensively. “I have some followup questions.”

She crosses her arms. “Fine. Shoot.”

“Where does this guy live?”

“Connecticut.”

“On the other side of the country? How the hell did you meet him?”

“Conferences. We've been flirting for years.”

“Years, Krav!” Taako exclaims. “And I never heard a word about him, until a month ago! She went away for a week and came back with a boyfriend.”

Kravitz looks between the two of them, then says, decisively, “he's fake.”

Lup throws her hands up. “I get texts, I get calls, I get emails, I got a package, but he's fake! Sure!”

“I'm just saying it sounds a whole lot like the fake Canadian girlfriend I had in middle school before I knew being gay was an option.”

She pouts up at Taako, “I thought you wanted me to be happy.”

“I do, but this is closer to delusional.”

She sticks her tongue out at him then stands up. “Fine,” she says, marching to her room, “believe what you want, but one of these days you're going to feel real stupid!”

A few days later, her phone lights up with a text.

🐻E👖

> Hello

> I've returned to the modern world

> How are you?

Lup ❤️

> welcome back

> im trying to bully taako into letting me help plan the menu for my birthday party tomorrow, but he won't let me

🐻E👖

> how rude of him

> Are you going out for it?

Lup ❤️

> nah, it's cheaper and honestly more fun to stay in with the crew and be stupid than going out and being stupid

> other people's stupidity can interfere with our

🐻E👖

> I can understand that

> good luck bullying him, I gotta run

> I love you

Lup ❤️

> love you too, bear

> also when can I open my birthday present

🐻E👖

> I'll let you know

Lup ❤️

> mean

🐻E👖

> you'll love it, promise

Lup's birthday party is in full swing. There's lots of finger foods and cake, the games are as unnecessarily competitive as always, and Lup's having a blast. But she can't help but check her phone a little too often. Barry called her last night, and sent her a happy birthday text in the morning, but he said he'd be busy all day and wouldn't be able to talk until later. It's later, and she still hasn't heard. He hasn't even told her that she's allowed to open her gift yet, which has been sitting in her room taunting her for days now. She even shook the small wrapped box, but the faint rattling gave her nothing.

She's halfway through a very intense round of poker when she vaguely registers a knock on the door. She dismisses it, far too focused on watching every microexpression on Kravitz's face. Then she hears Taako say, “well I'll be damned.” He calls to her, “Lup! You've got a visitor!”

Confused, she turns her attention away from the game to the door. All her guests are here. Who else–

She practically knocks over her chair as she scrambles up and tackles Barry in a hug. She kisses him hard and says, “what are you doing here?!”

He laughs. “I wanted to surprise you!” His cheeks are tinged a little pink. “I hope that's okay? I don't want to intrude. I have a hotel room, so I can go if you–”

“No!” She fists her hands in his shirt and pulls him into another kiss. “You're not going anywhere. If anything,” she leans in close and lowers her voice, “you'll take me back to that hotel room later.”

“Yeah– yes. Absolutely.”

“Lulu, you gonna introduce me?” Taako says from behind her.

“Taako,” she extracts herself from Barry's arms and stands next to him, linking their arms together, “this is Barry, my boyfriend whom you and your boyfriend so rudely assumed was fake. Do you have anything to say for yourself?”

“Glad you're not a figment of my sister's imagination, my man. Come on in, we have hors d'oeuvres.”

Barry slots in seamlessly with the group. It's around a game of Monopoly that he says, “oh, Lup, your gift.”

She perks up, “can I open it now?”

“Yeah, I almost forgot after all the travel.”

She goes and gets it from her room, already tearing into it as she sits back down beside him. She lifts the lid of the box to reveal a folded piece of paper. She takes it out and unfolds it. It's booking confirmations. She turns to him slowly. “Did you book us a trip?”

He's gotten sheepish now. “I did. I thought… you know, you said you'd never really been on a proper tropical vacation, and you wanted to go to an all inclusive one day, and I had the money, and we're together now, so… yeah.”

“Barry, this is… holy shit. The only travel I've ever done is for work conferences.”

“I know. I've wanted to do this for you for a while, but it felt inappropriate as just a work conference friend that you flirt with. It's not until next year, so there's plenty of time to book off work and whatever. Otherwise, it's all taken care of, all you have to do is show up.”

“Thank you,” she breathes, still scanning over the page in her hands. She looks up and across the table, “a fake boyfriend couldn't do this, could he, Taako?”

[divorcingjimmatthews]

time to inflict my jade and khatri AU headcanons on yall. jhatri AU masterpost

i hadn't thought about khatri in a while and that lovely ask brought back all the khatri thoughts please bear 🐻 with me

khatri is so repressed gay priest coded to me that i actually forget that's not a canon plot point most of the time

to me he's constantly having sexual thoughts about boyd that he is sooo deeply ashamed of, mostly because he believes that boyd is straight and would change the way he sees him if he knew

in any case with the dead wife situation boyd's got going on it's definitely just easier to push any lustful thoughts aside. until jade shows up :)

yall khatri was soo sweet and caring with jade!! and his reaction when jade flirted with him while high? kristi rolled her eyes, boyd slapped him away, but khatri had a fucking experience there, you cannot change my mind

pictured above: what could have been the start of a beautiful relationship if the writers were not so concerned with superflous things like "story" and "plot"

it might have been the first time in his life that another guy openly called him beautiful or looked at him like that. or it might also have reminded him of a boyfriend he had or almost had in his youth. take your pick. both work

also, we cannot ignore that jade is a really attractive guy and that he's literally handcuffed in this scene. it's such a peak meet cute come on look at them. look at their hands

now, i can see khatri going to check up on jade the next morning or a few days later. jade is completely alone after all so i feel like khatri would tell him that he can stop by the church if he wants. jade would just laugh it off and then be like oh you're actually being serious?

but he would go. not for his own sake but because tobey was catholic or something and he was kind of losing his mind when they buried him so he didn't get to give a proper goodbye. khatri does a little funeral service just for him and jade is a mess afterwards

they would sit and talk and khatri would ask him if tobey was his partner and jade would feel safe enough with khatri to explain the complexities of their situationship. khatri would share some of his own memories about loving other men in return

khatri is basically resigned to eternal unhappiness tm but jade is clingy and needy and entitled so he would find excuses to see khatri all the time. i stand by my belief that khatri couldve fixed jade. imo most of jade's bratty attitude comes from being defensive against what he percieves as threats but with khatri i think he would just feel safe to be himself

jade would obviously have a big problem with khatri being resigned to unhappiness tm and i think he would just rope him into projects like he did with jim and tabitha

they would have a lot of discussions about religion where jade would be a total prick but khatri would humor him because jade clearly needs the venting session and because khatri can really use a lighthearted break from his internal monologue of guilt and shame. symbiosis

obviously people would talk because it would make no damn sense. why is a priest going around collecting car engine parts

and indeed a big part of why they're spending time together at all is because they enjoy each other's company. just like with boyd the situation doesn't really work in their favor because jade is not really thinking about anything besides finding a way out of the town

one day some people are looking at them a little weird and jade knows that look so he gets really worked up and yells something like "yeah i'm fucking your priest if that's what you wanna know, can you move along now?"

as soon as he turns back to khatri he realises that he really fucked up, though. once they're alone in private jade apologises and admits that he said that because he kind of wishes he was fucking the priest but "listen, that's not the point, the point is that i'm really sorry, i shouldn't have said that, and i shouldn't have said that here, and... fuck"

"i'm just sorry, alright?" before leaving the church while feeling terrible for having fucked up that bad. sadly i think they... wouldn't really get to fix it? since jade would be getting sucked deeper into the whole visions situation around this time and khatri has the whole deal with sara going on

which is another reason why khatri would shut jade away. maybe jade would go try to fix things and ask to come in and khatri would have to tell him no. because he literally has his best friend's murderer locked up in the basement LMAO

if someone else wants to add to this or sees a way in which it could work please do add to this i am literally so starved and i have so many cute headcanons for them if they were together but i cant see khatri going for it so i just suffer

[lynnbutlertron]

Fuck the drawing requests- WHAT DID YOU THINK OF THE NEW EPISODES 👁️ 🫵 THEY ARE MARRIED

OH GOD… First of all thank you for asking thats so nice wtf.

SPOILERS BTW, OBVIOUSLY……. I apologise this is very geared towards ep 9 and mr b but he just means the world to me so.

I mean overall, I am so fucking happy they focussed on mr b for the “award winning” episode. The fact they completely fleshed him out actually reduced me to tears i feel so SEEN as like one of the only die hard mr b fans 😭😭😭 he is my everything.

I am obsessed with all of the different physical changes he went through (“whore” lynn is my personal favourite oh my GOD!!! expect me to draw him later). it’s such a happy surprise with the way they took his story, i have no problem with him being catholic and most of the things they introduced made me so happy and BOY WAS IT FUCKING HEARTBREAKING??? christ

But i am so unhappy they retconned the whole “mr b was there for the digging up of the clones.”

What happened???? What the fuck?? I loved the idea that young mr b was there helping him out. I get that they wanted the whole fridge-full-of-clones-mr-b-chooses-joan-and-they-immediately-connect thing to keep things simple visually and get the point across, but it would have been so much better if we saw something that actually related back to this picture. :( So sad

The only possible explanation i could think of is that the robot in the photo isn’t mr butlertron, but a different model of the butlertron robot that somehow stopped working and that’s why scudworth wanted mr b- for him to replace the old model that he had. Dunno!! I think that’s what i’m going to think of now but if you have a better idea do tell me!!

I’m also confused as to why his name isn’t lynn anymore? What? I’m still gonna call him lynn idc

Also mr b calling someone by their name had me SCREAMING!!!!! (now call scudworth cinnamon. Do it. Make it gay)

I really hope scud and mr b end up being joan’s foster dads… They are such a good family. And joan REALLy needs a stable family figure in her life, mr b is basically the closest thing she has to a dad. I really want to draw something with them (and i think i got an ask to do that, and i am so happy) so stay tuned tehee

Mr b is bisexual by the way i don’t give a shit. “I thought we agreed on 8 dollars and a hug” genuinely lives in my head and i will not stop quoting it. He is so. AGHDHGGHH. GGHH.. SOMEONE HOLD HIM (scudworth)

Scudworth being sincere to mr b is such a specific and sweet thing to me because he just completely mellows out and is so like… silly. Idk you don’t see him act any other way with anyone else EVER. Old gays for real. I don’t care it’s not a fucking friendship they are married. Hehe…

I don’t even need to say anything about the whole “i’m already in heaven” thing. I’m just so unbelievably happy that mr butlertron finally feels like he has someone he can trust and rely on… My brain has been reduced to mush via old gay men thanks so much clone high.

Also i’m in PIECES over all the kahlopatra moments. Cleo looks so much happier with frida then she ever did with jfk and abe and i :))))))))))) That makes me so happy. Gay love truly stays winning in clone high

That’s all i can think about for now… Although i’ve definitely missed stuff. Gonna go home and watch the episodes again to refresh my memory and then i’ll get to drawing.

i’m so sorry for the incoherent rambles… I LOVE CLONE HIGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Sorry for the really stupid question. I'm straight but I'm really interested in the lgbtq+ community. I see a lot of comments about how Harry is straight presenting and Shawn is gay presenting. I don't know if that's the right terms but the gay community specifically recognizes Shawn as one of them but they don't recognize Harry as one of them which is a reason for the queerbaiting discourse, because Harry doesn't act like a stereotypical gay man. I know about Shawn but don't follow him much. I just wondered what is it that they're picking up from him but not Harry. Because both men have beards and Shawn did a denial. What's the difference. If that makes sense. Also what would Harry have to do for them to recognize him as one of their own, without needing to CO? Thanks

Hi, anon!

There is no need to apologise! I don't follow Shawn much either, but i think what queers are picking up on are stereotypes combined with queercoding and queerbaiting. The gaydar is going off. There is also not much gaslighting going on. Shawn isn't really making much of an effort to appear straight.

Shawn is living up to every queer stereotype, he's naturally effeminate, emotional, has a submissive personality, is twink-ish, and is soft spoken with a feminine speaking tone. He's into yoga. He's done some homoerotic underwear shoots and other scantily clad photoshoots that's like catnip to gay men. He flirts with gay men (that he's also rumoured to be sleeping with) on social media and in person, he queercodes, says he likes men in crop tops, and have no sexual or romantical chemistry with women. He looks like their gay best friend. He's also had mental health struggles that he's hinted are about wanting to live his truth. There are thousands of blind items about him being gay, no straight rumours at all.

Shawn's looks, mannerisms and way of being are natural to him and it's authentic. Shawn acts, dresses and behaves the same in every setting and environment. He's not gaying it up on stage or for the camera. He's just being Shawn.

Harry does not fit the gay man stereotype. He's an alpha male. He's got several masculine traits. He's got a deep voice, a masculine body, no effeminate traits or mannerisms (unless you know what to look for), he's into hypermasculine sports like american football and boxing. He hangs out with men and has primarily male friends. He takes ice baths for fucks sake and golfs. He dresses like a frat boy when he's not working an event. So for him to communicate and signal to the queer community that he's gay he needs to queercode through fashion and adopt a more stereotypically gay man behaviour that doesn’t come naturally to him.

When he is on stage or in front of a camera he puts on a flamboyant persona and an act to show people he's gay. Since he's not naturally effeminate and people don't clock him as gay just by observing him, he's got to exaggerate the flamboyance and camp. He needs to make his songs gay. His problem is that when he's off stage he's back to snogging a stick thin female supermodel wearing his frat boy clothes and sporting buzzed hair. Since queers pick up on the inauthenticity and the discrepancy between H on stage and off stage, people are mad that his gay performance is just that, a performance. He isn't wearing nailpolish when golfing and his queer lyrics means nothing when he's only ever dated women. Queers want real queer representation and he isn't giving them it with his double personality/sexuality. It seems like he's doing it for attention, shock value and to attract queers as a target audience.

Masculine gay men/straight passing gay men will always struggle with queerbaiting accusations as long as they're closeted and project both gay and straight at the same time. H's problem is that he's so extreme about his projections. So i think a solution would be to bridge the gap. Be a bit more authentic and himself. Either he could tone down the gay on stage (H would hate it, please don't) or he could tone down his straight image (Sony would riot).

Effeminate gay men have the opposite problem, and a much more difficult task. They need to tone down their natural mannerisms and behaviour and ramp up the straight image. It's against their nature and it's difficult to make it seem authentic. It's also hard on their mental health (see Shawn and Louis).

I think for H to be recognised as gay by his community without having to come out he needs to stop stunting with feminine women. Heteronormativity is so ingrained in people, as are stereotypes. So when he doesn’t fit the gay stereotype, has been connected to 85 different women in his 14 year career, and is gaslighting his fans, that's hard to look past for queer people and the gp.

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DDP starts talking shit about Seans wife/baby mama and sean loses it

I actually like both of the guys hahah 😅

Hope this is what you wanted 👊🏻🖤

Used a Star Wars quote 😏

Anger leads to hate

* English is not my first language I apologise

* Gif is not mine

* Triggers: Swearing, Hate, Anger, Bullying, Violence, Blood and fluff

Y/N POV

Sean was preparing himself for his next fight against Dricus du Plessis, his first title defence. I was trying not to get involved in this whole shit show. Sean was already pissed off by the fact that Dricus said some offensive stuff about his childhood and situation with his dad, so the tension between the fighters are very high and things are getting way to much personal lately…

“Babe, are you ready to go?” I asked him as I was waiting for him to be done. “Yeah…just needed to take a good…” he flushed the toilet and i heard him washing his hands. “Sean I need to know what you just did.” I joked as he enters the room with a small smile on his face. “You don’t?” I shook my head and grabbed my purse. “No, and we need to hurry up before your to late for the next press conference.” He nods and grabs his keys. “Yeah…let’s go.”

We both arrived and he walked ahead of me as the cameras were following us as we walked into the building. “Stay close to me.” He says as he briefly looked behind him to check on me. “I will.” I followed him around the building and stayed close to him. “Welcome Sean and mrs Strickland.” We got welcomed by a small group and they guided me to a seat behind the stage. “Mrs stays here and Sean goes up and takes his seat.” A guy was explaining to the rest. “Mrs Strickland, I have a tablet for you so you can watch everything as well.” He gave me a tablet and I friendly nodded at him. “Thank you.”

Sean POV

It was time and everyone was already sitting in their seats, waiting for the questions. “Hello I’m Derek from betr media, I have a question for Sean Strickland.” The goofy looking guy from Jake Paul was standing in the crowd holding the mic. “Sure, but I hope you don’t ask the same stupid question again…” referring to the question he asks at Nate Diaz. “No sir, I learned my lesson.” I looked briefly down at my hands, getting a bit bored. “Okay my question is, what is your response towards Dricus about his statement from this morning.” I looked up at him and shrugged. “I don’t know what he said this morning.” I looked over at Dricus, he was smiling and looked over at me. “You really want to know huh.” He says, trying to get a reaction out of me. “You acting like a fool man, I’m not going to beg for you to say it.” I answered back. He laughs and looks away. “He’s a bitch that’s what I said this morning.” I shook my head and decided to stay quiet on this one.

“Hello Derek from betr media again here, I have a question for Dricus this time, what are your thoughts about the media saying stuff about you kissing your coach and neglecting your girlfriend.” ‘Great question kiddo.’ I looked over with an amusing smile on my face. “Yeah Dricus what are your thoughts about it.” I commented to him. He picks up the microphone and laughs. “Well I don’t neglect my girlfriend, she very important to me, just like my family and friends.” I laughed at his response, totally ignoring the first part of the question. “It’s okay to be gay Dricus, kissing other men but just be honest.” The crowd cheered and he turned to look at me. He smiles and grabs the microphone again.

“It’s okay to be honest about being an cheater Sean, we all see it on the social media, that your fucking someone else while your pregnant wife is at home, making sure your son isn’t following his dumb father footsteps. The media has some nerve to say things about me being neglecting my girlfriend while this guy fucks around and is probably beating his wife with his white alpha male supreme shit.” The crowed went nuts, cheering but also a lot of booing. I grabbed my microphone and pointed at him. “That’s bullshit and you know it Dricus, yes I’m fucking crazy but I never laid my hands on a woman and especially not my own wife.” My blood was boiling as he continues his story.

“Sean come on, let’s be honest, I’ve seen a few pregnant women and they don’t look like they’ve been beaten up like her. Her hands are covered in bruises and not to mention your son, who has a gun. He’s 6 years old and already stupid just like his father. Y/N if you need help just let us know, I’ll beat this motherfucker next weekend so you can run the fuck out of there.” I turned my whole body to look at him. “You used my father to hurt me, that was already fucked up but using my wife and my son into this, that’s a whole different level of being a complete dickhead, I’ll wil show you to not to fuck around with me and teach you how to be a real man.” I said, talking to him as the crowd cheered me on.

Dricus laughed and signalled his hand at me to come over to him. “Come here now and let’s see who’s a real man, you’re a weak sad little guy who cries at night because he has some nightmares about his daddy and we all know it.” I stood up and tried to throw a punch at him, he ducked away and stood up as well. He pushed me away and I slightly hit him in the face before the security guards jumped between us and holding us both back. “That’s a very low blow Dricus, to use this against me, my own son and my wife, you’re fucking dead next weekend.” I was raging, trying to get to him but they pushed us away. “You need some serious help Strickland!” He yells before he disappears from the stage.

Y/N POV

Sean was pushed away from the stage after he tried to attack Dricus. “Let’s fucking go.” He says to me as he sees me sitting on a chair. I nodded and gave the tablet back. “Thank you.” I quietly said and followed Sean back towards the car. He was angry and I didn’t want to upset him even more so I stayed quiet as he drove us back home.

He pushed the door open and went inside. Our son Sean jr flinched a little bit as the door hit the wall. “It’s okay darling.” I said as I closed the door and walked over to him. “What’s wrong with daddy?” I combed through his hair and kissed his head. “Nothing is wrong, daddy is a little bit angry.” “At me?” His voice was small and a bit sad, thinking his father is angry at him. “No, not at you.” A loud bang was heard from the garage and I flinched at the sound. “It’s okay mommy.” He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me. “I know darling.”

Sean walked back inside, his left hand was bleeding. “Sean?! What happened?!” I got up and rushed over to him. “I punched the wall.” One of his knuckles was open, his bone was visible and blood was flowing down his hand. “Oh my god.” My stomach flipped around when I saw his open wound and I turned away from it. “Baby please don’t throw up now, can’t help you when I need to treat this first.” My face was pale and I had really the urge to throw up. Normally I could take things like this but since a few weeks I have a weak stomach. “Junior!” He yelled out as I hung over, trying to not throw up. “Yes daddy.” “Help your mother.” I heard his tiny footsteps running around the kitchen. “I’ve got a bucket mommy.” He placed it down and I immediately threw up. His tiny hands rubbed my back. “It’s okay mommy.”

I was feeling bad after I threw up, Sean made me lay down in bed and he was ordering some takeout for us. “I’ve got you some pizza.” He says as he walks in, handing me some water and my pizza. “Thank you.” My voice sounded hoarse from all that vomiting and coughing. “He’s worried about you.” Sean says as he sits down on the bed, checking my temperature as I took a small bite from my pizza. “I’m okay.” He nods and kisses my head. “I know, you’re a strong woman.”

The internet was filled with Sean’s outburst, people were divided over this one. Some people said he deserved it, because he’s always criticising others. Others are saying they are on his side, encouraging him to kill Dricus next weekend. “Why are you reading those things.” Sean says as he joins me in bed. “Curious.” He shook his head and gently took away my tablet. “You need to rest, those comments won’t help you to feel better.” He lay the tablet on his nightstand and cuddled up, wrapping his arms around me. Laying his hands on my belly.

“You know he lied about those things, I fucking hate that guy.” Sean whispered against my shoulder. His hands were caressing my belly as he placed soft kisses against my shoulder. “I know, he’s just trying to get you off guard and it’s almost working…” he sighs softly. “You are the most important person in the world for me, so I will always protect you and my children.” He gently pressed down on my belly, trying to feel his other son. “You should be careful my love, we need you to protect us and you can’t do that if you’re in jail.” He snorted and kissed my neck. “I promise I won’t let that happen, you’re too fucking hot.” He pressed himself against me and I giggled softly. “You are crazy Sean.” I joked to him. “I know.” He joked back as our unborn son started to kick, making Sean very happy as he felt his kicks against his hands.

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#FFF243 - "Bring Your Older Gays To Play" at Club Erebor

#FFF243 - @flashfictionfridayofficial

Pairing - Bilbo/Thorin

Warnings - Implied smut

Word Count - 1050

Summary - Frodo had covinced Bilbo to go the event night at his favourite queer club. All Bilbo wated to do was go home, back to his books and cup of tea. Well, that was until Mr tall, dark and sexy was pushed into him.

Ao3 Here

Bilbo sighed into his odd looking cocktail. He was almost 65 years old. He felt much too old for this nonsense. Why did Frodo have to go to the one gay club that had a “Bring Your Older Gay To Play” night? He didn’t want to play. He was much too old and cantankerous for this. All these older men dressed up like spring chickens. Well, Bilbo was glad they were having a good night, he however was not. He wanted to be back home with his books and a nice cup of tea. He looked around at the surrounding people, the fast-paced music that was giving him a headache and all the grinding. All the touching and flesh on display. He spotted Frodo smushed between two much older men and couldn’t help but frown. He knew they would just be dancing, that Frodo had Sam waiting at home for him, but still, those older gents should know better than to dance with twinks like his lad. Bilbo was watching where their hands were on his boy like a hawk, when he watched Frodo’s head turn before he left the older men to join two younger ones. Lads that were beautiful, even if Bilbo said so himself, trying not to be a lecher. They were both in leather. The dark-haired one was dancing with a stunning woman who was wearing a trans flag as a cape. He was wearing a leather corset and Bilbo could see why Frodo was drawn to them. The blonde one was also in leather, just as tight, but much less revealing. Bilbo couldn’t see who he was dancing with, but he could see the blonde ogling his Frodo. He watched as Frodo bent forward and the blonde pulled back, a much friendlier rather than a predatory smile on his face now. Well, that was all right then, Bilbo thought as he turned back around for another of these vile concoctions. What he wouldn’t give for a decent ale or cider. Talk about stereotypical queer drinks, he thought with a frown. Because he had turned around, he didn’t see Frodo pointing at him excitedly, explaining he was his Uncle Bilbo, but may as well have been his da. It also meant he didn’t see the blond and brunette look at him and get mischievous smiles on his face. In fact, he was there, happily minding his own business, wishing it was 1am already, when he heard a slight commotion behind him and a solid body thud into him from behind. “I beg your pardon!” He said angrily as he turned. The person who had bumped him was facing the other way and was honest to goodness growling. It lit a fire in Bilbo that he hadn’t felt in years. “Fili, Kili, apologise,” the other man demanded of two unseen people. Blob heard a chorus of “Sorry Uncle Thorin” before there were giggles and quiet where they had been. “I swear you would think they were toddlers again,” the other man, Thorin, Bilbo assumed, said as he turned around towards Bilbo. Bilbo felt his mouth go dry at the sight in front of him. Thorin was tall, easily 6ft and dwarfing Bilbo’s 5ft 4 frame. He had long black and silver hair in intricate braids and a beautifully sculptured face. Bilbo almost thought he was looking at a god.

 A god with a frown, well that wouldn’t do. It had been a long time since he had seriously flirted and he was a bit out of practice, but still, he was cute, even on the other side of 60, even if he was even plumber then he had ever been before, and well, if this god of a man wanted to throw him about a bit he wouldn’t complain, moaning, well, that would be an entirely different story. “Hi,” he all but purred as he got closer. “Im Bilbo,” he said as he placed a gentle hand on the extremely muscular chest before him. He watched as the other man’s throat bobbed and he gave Bilbo a quick once over, a soft smirk gracing his face. Very nice, Bilbo thought as he pressed in closer. “Im Thorin,” the other man said in a deep, soothing voice. Bilbo closed his eyes, imagining what that voice could do to him on his plush bed. “Your sons?” he asked as he heard whispering behind them, peeking his head round Thorin’s deliciously bulky body and spotting Frodo, who was giggling like a faunt with the three people from before. “My nephews and my niece in law, menaces the lot of them.” Thorin said with a shake of his head that caused his hair to brush on Bilbo’s hand, making him shiver. “My nephew, my lad is with them. He is probably a bigger menace than yours.” Bilbo said with a laugh. “The little one with the curls?” Thorin asked. When Bilbo nodded, Thorin smiled. “Does he look like you did at his age?” “Similar, but I’m like a fine wine. I got much better, at everything, with age,” Bilbo said as he walked his fingers up Thorin’s neck and to his check, wiping some glitter that was under his eye. “Kili, the brown-haired menace,” Thorn said in exasperation. “It suits you, glitter and blue, very sexy,” Bilbo said as he put his arms around Thorin’s neck. “Do you ... Do you wanna get out of here? It’s not really my idea of a good time,” Thorin said, surprising Bilbo with his nervousness. “Mine either. Did yours do puppy dog eyes, too?” Bilbo asked and laughed at the sheepish expression and d from Thorin. “Well, I will not enjoy his smug smile tomorrow, but I’m glad Frodo dragged me here.” Bilbo said with a soft smile. “You are?” Thorin asked, smiling back. “Oh yes, come on Mr tall, dark and sinfully sexy, my bed is big enough for us both,” Bilbo said as he linked his hand with Thorin’s. Both of them ignoring the quartet of cheers from their little audience. Yes, Bilbo thought to himself as he walked out with Thorin’s hand warm in his. Considering he had despised the place, he was glad he had come and knew he was going to have a night to remember. Hopefully more than one.