#like. that was so unhinged. so over the top dramatic. so fucking gay. I AM LIVING FOR IT OMGGGGG

[williamrikers]

mew in his revenge era... never seen anything so glorious

[screeching-painter-witch]

I posted 12,253 times in 2022

That's 5,192 more posts than 2021!

202 posts created (2%)

12,051 posts reblogged (98%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@gothbat99

@stellophia

@youre-only-gay-once

@fpider

@des-etoiles-qui-savent-rire

I tagged 5,823 of my posts in 2022

#tma - 710 posts

#ofmd - 372 posts

#wwdits - 339 posts

#stranger things - 332 posts

#lmaoo - 283 posts

#mcr - 274 posts

#cool art - 243 posts

#spn - 221 posts

#aww - 200 posts

#the sandman - 165 posts

Longest Tag: 138 characters

#i love hob getting engaged and then being like “anyways. i have to teach now” but i feel like dream's dramatic ass would be tempted to ask

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

you don't understand guillermo de la cruz is everything to me. he's my sun my moon my stars my beloved my bestest friend in the whole world he is a vampire fanboy and a vampire hunter he's unhinged and becomes even more so when those he cares about are in any form of danger, physically or emotionally. he went from shy familiar who let everyone step all over him to knife throwing body guard "the only reason you're alive, is because i. let. you. live." he means the world to me and he has never done anything wrong i approve of every single crime he has committed just because he's guillermo de la cruz.

273 notes - Posted June 13, 2022

#4

the fact that jon developed such a strong emotional attachment to gerry only through the statements that he called him "our gerard". i am trying very hard to be normal about this

703 notes - Posted April 8, 2022

#3

jared hopworth is objectively the funniest tma villain purely for "are you... jared hopworth?" "*deep, mangled, distorted voice* that 's what it says on the loicence"

2,836 notes - Posted July 4, 2022

#2

"killing must feel good to god, too. he does it all the time. and are we not created in his image?" dr lecter you are a HORRIBLE therapist but that line FUCKS

14,234 notes - Posted July 19, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

The future is bulletproof. The aftermath is secondary. It's time to do it now and do it loud. Welcome, to Night Vale.

15,276 notes - Posted March 3, 2022

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[transgayhawkeyepierce]

My takes on M*A*S*H characters' sexualities:

Hawkeye: THEE bisexual king. Preference leaning towards men. Dated mostly women in Korea for safety/privacy reasons but was involved in the gay scene back home. I personally don't headcanon him as nb, but I think his effeminacy is really important to him and how he views his queerness and place in the world.

Trapper: Bisexual with a preference towards women. Was always down with the gays in a chill way, but discovered this side of himself in Korea when his image as a deviant lead to some genuine propositions. Figures he's going to have to leave behind gay sex when he gets back to the "real world" but does eventually start hooking up with guys again after working through some stuff about the war. Hawk and him fucked and YES there were feelings.

BJ: Gay. Even outside of BeejHawk reasons (and I do adore BeejHawk) and gay little outfit reasons, I like this for the themes of his character. I like the idea that BJ was doomed to never have the white picket fence American pie life, and that it never existed in the first place (BJ left before it really could), the way the ideal nuclear family doesn't really exist in real life. It adds another layer to his unhinged fixation on his perfect life back home, and how unnatural it feels. BJ goes to Maine? Okay, I'll raise you BJ gets involved in the leather scene.

Oh, and his name is literally BLOW JOB.

Frank: Gay. Unfortunately.

Margret: Butch Lesbian. I know the comments about her wanting a crew cut and wearing men's underwear were throw away gags but they really do be having me like 👁️👄👁️. I think after the war she is forced confront the implications of the fact the she is not completely comfortable with feminity, and she has to make a deliberate decision to dress in a way that makes her visually an outsider, now that she doesn't get to dress in her masculine uniform. She also explores the fact that she feels the most fulfilling emotional, romantic, and sexual connections with women. She finds a partner that she can be as strong, masculine AND feminine as she wants with. She struggles with the lack of respect society throws at her but she feels like her most authentic self. Her, Hawkeye, BJ, and Charles get together for brunch and joke about how she is more man than all of them put together.

Charles: Gay. For no real reason than 1. I just like the thought, 2. He is so dramatic and over the top, 3. I think it's funny if him and Hawkeye have a wierd little thing going on. He'd have angst about failing to pass down the "Winchester bloodline" but calms down when he finds a snotty little man to be insufferable with. I am also a fan of ace Charles.

Father Mulcahy: Gay. I think Father Mulcahy always found the whole marriage + kids white picket fence life extremely unappealing for reasons he couldn't quite put his finger on, so it felt like a relief to give it all up. He comes to terms with being gay and having a little crush on Hawkeye during his Badass Father Mulcahy phase.

Henry: Bisexual. Literally that one post that's like if you ask Henry if he thinks men are attractive, he responds "Well that James Stewart sure is a guy" and never thinks about it again.

Radar: Straight

Potter: Straight

Klinger: Straight and cis, but loves crossdressing, good for him.

[spacecadetcity]

fictober two + three.

fictober two: ‘just follow me, i know the area’ farmer amber + farmer micheal. words: 563. micheal and amber are owned by @crlven and @goldgreenie .

    “are you sure we should go deeper? we’ve already gone pretty low, and my bag’s getting pretty low,” micheal asked hesitantly as he followed them down another ledge and dropped the last few inches to the cave ground. he carefully fastened another torch to the wall, muttering, “i feel like i’m in fucking minecraft. aww man.”

    “it’s fine! don’t worry, we got this. just some more iron and junk and we’ll head back,” amber replied, stopping and listening into the darkness. when no sounds came, they started picking at the rocks and boulders and examining them for any ores or sparkles. “or this can be the last floor. your choice, mickey-d.”

    “that’s me, the ronnie mcdonnie. have some fucking nuggies,” micheal replied, shoving a quartz gem in his back and examining the wall, “i’m going to go around and just mark up the wall to mine out later, you can pick at them if you want.” amber gave him a thumbs up and continued picking at the boulders as micheal wandered the cave area.

    “i’m glad we didn’t run into any of those little squishy dudes. really make me feel like i’m playing minecraft,” micheal said, drawing a big arrow to a rock by the wall with iron deposits on it. the cave was quiet for a few more moments before micheal glanced over at amber and opened his mouth to speak.

    “if you start singing the creeper meme, i will debone you like the fish i gave elliot,” amber threatened, pausing in their mining efforts to glare at the other farmer. micheal threw his hands up in the air and returned to marking up the wall, muttering about fish and flowers under his breath. they continued for another few moments before micheal started complaining again.

    “alright, alright, we’re done. jeez, you can spend three weeks just planning out how you want the crops set up but a day in the mine turns you into the biggest baby,” amber started packing away their tools as micheal let out a whoop of celebration. “do you even know the way back up?”

    “amber, my friend. the one who gives me aerodactyl. if i knew the way back up, i would have ditched your ass five minutes into this adventure! so no, i do not know the way back. i don’t know anything! all i do is eat hot chip and be homosexual,” micheal replied, following amber as they made their way towards a opening with a glow-in-the-dark fourty-three on it, scrabbling up the ledge they had dropped down.

    “just follow me, i know the way out, you over-dramatic baby. you shoulda been a theatre kid,” amber rolled their eyes as they helped him up and as they continued to ascend, passing numbers scribbled onto the wall until they returned to one of the mining elevators.

    “i could not have been a theatre kid, i was a weird art kid, do not ever disrespect the sonic ocs i made in middle school ever again,” micheal huffed as the elevator began creaking upwards, and amber snorted.

    “micheal the hedgehog.”

    “i am warning you. i will go into this and i will not stop.”

    “look, what a coincidence! we’re at the top, bye mikey-wikey!” amber shouted, sprinting out the doors as soon as they opened, micheal chasing after them.

    “fuck you!”

    “i can’t, you’re gay dumbass!”

    “fuck off!”

fictober three: “now? now you listen to me?” 881st. words: 687.

hotwire stumbled through the brush, fists clenched at his side. behind him, he could hear kicker following, stomping through the woods behind him. the two were beat up, bruised, and frankly apart from kicker and fourty, probably the worst two to get stuck together.

“stop fucking stomping about like a whiny little padawan, hotty-totty, you’ll alert all the droids in a fuckin’ sixty-mile radius to our position,” he heard kicker snarl at him as the other medic shoved past, and hotwire barely managed to keep himself from tripping into a painful looking bush. the other medic growled, but kicker didn’t even look back.

“yeah, cos’ you’re so much more sneaky, screaming around like the unhinged bastard you are,” hotwire muttered before following after, “don’t fucking call me hotty-totty, or i’ll call you something stupid. kicksy-sticks,” he said louder, and kicker turned and gave him a withering look.

“do i fucking look like that dipshit from the five-oh-first? you’re such a fucking pain in the ass.”

hotwire’s fists shook, and for a moment he really wanted to clock the other in the jaw, just wail on him. from the look kicker was giving him, the other medic felt the same. instead, hotwire stopped and took a deep breath, imagining the look ghost would give him if he returned and kicker was a fucking mess.

“i’d just have to fix you up anyway,” hotwire muttered as he started walking again, kicker having vanished in the thick underbrush. he shoved past a particularly thick thorned-bramble bush, wincing as it cut at his unprotected face. gingerly, he touched his cheek and groaned when it came away with blood on his fingers.

“where’s that from?” kicker materialized at his side, and hotwire yelped in surprise. they had just been at each others throats, and suddenly kicker seemed to be concerned over a tiny scratch. “just my cheek. nothing to worry about,” hotwire replied, feeling oddly defensive, and kicker groaned.

“you ever fuckin’ read the shit we get? like how the fuckin’ plantlife here is fucking crazy as shit and it eats shit? now we’re going to get some fucking big-ass flower hunting us down because you’re bleeding all over the place,” kicker grabbed hotwire by the arm and started moving quicker, dragging the other medic behind him. hotwire spent a few moments stumbling over his feet while he tried to keep up with kicker, finally catching his step and keeping up.

“i forgot, okay? kind of got my mind busy- look, you lead, i’ll follow, okay?” hotwire tried to sound apologetic even though he wasn’t really sure he had anything to be sorry for, and kicker squeezed his arm tighter until hotwire was pretty sure he’d have an indent in the armor.

“now? now you fuckin’ listen to me? not before when i said, ‘hey, dipshit, don’t go that way because there are bugs bigger than your fuckin’ attitude?’ and got the two of us in this mess?” kicker snarled, yanking hotwire by the arm, “no, that’s just kicker being the pissy guy he is, why would he ever say anything that isn’t purposefully argumentative!”

“i’m pretty sure you’re doing that right now-”

“hotwire, the only person i have ever genuinely tried to kill is fourty. you do not want yourself on that list. trust me.”

hotwire felt a chill run up his back at kickers’ tone, not a hint of joking present. he closed his mouth, instead focusing on keeping up with kicker’s pace. the two travelled in silence for several minutes before hotwire couldn’t help it.

“why do you hate fourty so much? like you seem to really take it past giving someone grief, and especially given what you just said, you really seem to have it out for him… why?”

kicker didn’t stop moving, but his grip loosened on hotwire.

“we have history. shitty history. i’ve always been an asshole, and one day he said that he wished kamino would’ve just-” kicker cut himself off, jaw clenched. “he wished kamino would have just fixed me.”

hotwire fell silent, the implication of what kicker meant sinking in.

“oh.”

“yeah. oh.”