#so I was like ’wow he has no gaydar at all’

[weirdthoughtsandideas]

Swedish out of context memes that I made that also is inside jokes so not every swede will get them either

Realized SO many of my memes are videos but sadly there’s only one video per post.

[angelisgonnastartchangingurls]

richard, on a friday

robbie showed annie some texts he'd exchanged with their mom. she'd asked him if he'd deletd the pictures he took of her yet and he said "of course not, i made it your contact photo when you call me."

mom: oh noooo

him: relax, you look great

mom: well thank u

him: perfect tits, cute bush

mom: i really hadn't trimmed it enough when you saw me, it was a mess, i've since done a better job

him: let me see

mom: lol!

him: take a pic of your bush for me

mom: you're so bad

him: come on, don't be shy

and she'd sent him a photo of herself in the bathroom mirror, in just a bra, smiling, posed just slightly, bush well-displayed. she'd trimmed it down to nearly a shadow, with very defined, angled edges.

him: excellent work, my only note is to take the bra off next time.

annie gave him a blowjob after that. "it's not my birthday or anything," he said, as she wrapped her mouth around him. she was very aware what she was doing -- she had to beat her mom at this.

of course, she already was beating her mom at this, and she'd casually sent robbie dozens of nudes and videos of herself fucking. but it wasn't enough to just win by a margin. she needed to leave her mom in the dust. she got robbie's cum all over her shirt and had to change before work.

ted had asked her out that night but she'd told him she would just come over and fuck him after a work event. the work event was another party richard had invited her to, a fundraiser for a nonprofit. annie wore a short black dress and a white, small pair of panties. no bra. when annie got there, she was surprised to see that richard's daughter was there too. "annie, this is my daughter sophie, this is my therapist annie," he said.

"wow, hot therapist," sophie said, grinning.

"richard has shown me some of your work," annie said. "it's really lovely."

"sophie's in the city for a few weeks as an artist in residence at AIC," richard said.

"impressive," annie said.

"not really," sophie said. "they just kind of hand those grants out. want to get a drink?"

annie was surprised but delighted by how brusque sophie was. she'd expected a wilting little soft-spoken french flower. but she was funny and vulgar and sharp.

"my dad thinks you are so smart," she said to annie. "which i know from a rich white guy sounds condescending but he really means it."

"yeah, he's a very earnest person," annie said.

"it's very sweet. my mom was the bitter acid that balanced him out. now he's fuckin' ted lasso."

"well, it seems like you're the acid now."

"i try but i don't see him much."

"that's hard. i'm close with my dad too. he lives in the suburbs but he's always coming to hang out with me and get away from my mom."

sophie laughed. "i know i have a dead mom so i'm supposed to tell you to appreciate her but my mom was kind of a cunt."

annie laughed.

"you want to do some molly?" sophie asked.

"of course," annie said.

sophie pulled her into the bathroom.

"last time i let someone pull me into the bathroom around your dad, she took a picture of my tits and showed it to him."

"very professional," sophie said, putting a pill in annie's mouth. "don't worry, if i take pictures of you i won't show my dad."

"i'm not sure i minded, honestly," annie said.

"of course you didn't," sophie said.

the night was buzzy, blurry fun. sophie often circulated away from annie, and annie made wide-eyed small talk with other people, but was always grateful when she returned. richard was mostly busy with others but winked at them a lot.

claire was texting annie, and at one point sophie caught sight of a nude claire had sent.

"i definitely didn't clock you as queer but i think france has fucked up my gaydar," sophie said. "no one is fucking gay over there. which you wouldn't think would be the case!"

"i don't know if i am, i just... i met this girl the other week and we impulsively fucked and i think it made us both question..."

"wow, the pussy was that good huh?" sophie said. "can i have her number? i haven't been properly eaten out in like a year."

"i'll give you her number, yeah."

annie texted claire. "i'm kind of busy tonight but do you want to fuck my friend?"

"female?" claire replied.

"yeah, female, very hot, kind of high right now..."

"yes" claire said. "my boyfriend is visiting home for the weekend. yes."

annie gave sophie claire address and put her in an uber. she went back to the party to said goodnight to richard.

"where did sophie go?"

"uh, i kind of got her laid?" annie said. "sent her to a female friend's place who was kind of in the mood."

"well, you two are already fast friends, huh?" he laughed. "have a great night, i'll see you on monday!"

annie took an uber to ted's place. he'd taken a pill, and they fucked hard on the couch, annie's dress still on, panties pulled aside. annie came three times on his cock, and ted finished twice inside her. annie was a mess, and took a long shower after. when she got out, she had texts from claire -- pictures of sophie nude in her bed. annie was surprised to see that sophie was fully shaved.

surprisingly, it came up in therapy on monday. richard was remarking on how nice it was to have sophie stateside for a while, living at his apartment, and the intimacy of that. he told annie that he'd sat in the bathroom and chatted with sophie as she shaved her bush in the bath.

"why?" annie asked. "it was such a great bush!"

richard laughed. "you know, I think it's a when in rome kind of thing. the bush makes sense in france. not as common here. i mean i don't want to speak for all women. she said your friend was shaved."

"she was?" annie said. "surprising. she was not when we hooked up a week ago." she laughed at herself disclosing this kind of thing in front of richard so readily, so eagerly. "maybe i inspired her."

richard smiled.

[sciderman]

i feel bad for peter sometimes because he has a non-functioning gaydar and thats led to so many people assuming he's homophobic, but also i wonder if peter ever even really considered that people could be gay... like he's aware gay people exist but like. he was raised in such a hetero environment and masked his own bi-ness so hard that like. he failed to even remember people could be gay/queer. am i making sense i feel crazy for saying it but like did peter even remember gayness outside of his (1) experience with harry and he backed off and was like "wow that was a crazy experience i bet no one has ever had that before. anyway going to go lie down forever now"

it's actually really interesting that you bring this up!! because i was thinking about wade and peter's differing worldviews the other day (as usual) and how they're always, always at polar opposite ends of the spectrum when it comes to how they perceive things

peter kind of always assumes he's alone in his experiences. that he's weird. he's a freak. there's nobody out there experiencing the same thing he is. he is totally alone. he is the only one having these thoughts, and everyone else must be normal and so he has to try to be normal.

and while peter assumes he's the weird one - wade is in the opposite camp. he projects all over everyone. he likes to think people are like him, they're just hiding it. and that's what makes him latch onto certain people.

it's why wade's gaydar is so hyper-active. he's so, so eager to project his own experiences onto other people.

and sometimes, it misfires. again. because he's projecting.

we're going to get into all the issues that come with wade projecting all over peter, but tl;dr, wade sniffs out people who are like him. while peter - peter always believes he's alone, and there's no one like him. thinks nobody'll understand. not even the people closest to him.

peter i'll do it alone parker

[formulacherry]

Little drabble about Lando coming out to Tom Daley.

“Thanks for that, mate! You were great.” Tom says and Lando smiles.

He’s always liked Tom. Admired his bravery and his dedication to his sport. He was sort of a role model for Lando growing up as a gay, British athlete. If there’s one person who he feels he can confide in, it’s Tom.

“Hey, can I— uh. Can I talk to you about something?”

Tom pauses from where he’s packing up his things and nods, very seriously, then leads them away from the few lingering press representatives.

“So, you’re gay.” Lando says flatly.

Tom’s eyebrows raise slightly. “I am, yeah.”

God, fuck. Lando’s sweating like he’s just done 50 laps in Qatar. His heartbeat going a million miles an hour. He doesn’t really know how to go about this. Fuck it, just bite the bullet and all that.

“I— uh, I guess, like, same?” Eloquent, as always.

“That’s, wow. That’s wonderful, Lando. I appreciate you trusting me with this.” He drops a hand onto Lando’s shoulder and squeezes it in what is quite possibly one of the most comforting gestures Lando has ever received.

He feels like a weight has been lifted for some reason. It’s not like him and Tom are especially close, he’d barely call them friends to be honest, but he still feels like he can open up to him.

“My boyfriend and I, we really admire you. And Dustin. Just think you guys are really brave with everything you’ve done. Especially you because like, athlete stuff.”

It feels stupid coming out of his mouth but Tom’s smile turns soft and Lando wonders if he’s thinking about his husband.

“You’ve got a boyfriend, that’s great!”

“Yeah, he’s— not like, out. Like, neither am I, but at least all the important people in my life know. He’s not out to anyone except his manager and trainer.”

Tom seems to ponder something for a moment and Lando waits, rubbing his sweaty palms on his jeans.

“Lando, forgive me if I overstep. But, is your boyfriend Carlos?”

Lando’s blood runs cold. He knows he can’t deny it now, that his expression and reaction have definitely given it away. He silently curses the fact that he’s never been good at hiding his emotions.

“How did you know?” It comes out as almost a whisper.

Tom’s smile grows even softer, if that’s possible. “You can see it in the way you talk about him, Lando.”

Lando’s phone starts frantically buzzing in his hand and he internally curses Zak as he looks down and sees his stupid smiling face staring up at him.

“Sorry, I— fuck sake, it’s my boss.”

“All good, mate. I have to get going anyway. It was great catching up.” He pulls Lando into a one armed hug that Lando falls into willingly. “Also, I have an exceptional gaydar. Carlos is very obviously, not straight. Great DSL’s too, if that’s not too forward.”

Lando barks out a laugh. He’s not wrong. Definitely not wrong.

“Thanks, Tom. For everything.” Lando says and Tom nods at him before he leaves.

His phone starts vibrating again and Lando considers throwing it against a wall but when he looks down this time it’s not Zak, it’s Carlos.

“Hey!” He says brightly and smiles when he hears Carlos’ voice on the other line.

“Hola. How did it go?”

“Yeah, it was good. He’s really nice. Easy to talk to.”

There’s a short pause before Carlos asks; “did you tell him?”

They’d discussed it the previous evening, lying in bed together. Lando had been restless with the need for someone else to know about their relationship. They decided Tom was as good a person as any.

“I did, yeah. He— he asked if we were together.”

Carlos hums. “Mmm, and you said yes?”

“Yeah, don’t reckon I could’ve hidden it very well if I tried to lie. Is that— okay?”

“Of course. If you trust him, then I do too. I am very proud of you.”

Lando lets out a breath he didn’t realise he was holding.

“Thank you. I have to go, but I’ll see you when I get home, yeah?” He considers just packing up all his things and heading home now, spending the rest of the day curled up with Carlos in their flat, but figures Zak probably wouldn’t be on board with it.

“Yes, I will be here. Have a good rest of your day. I love you.”

Lando smiles. “I love you too. Always.”

“Always.”

[befuddledcinnamonroll]

Unforgotten Night - final thoughts (and late to the party)

Wow. This... this was very unexpected. But - I frickin loved Unforgotten Night.

Are there trashy elements? Absolutely.

Is the BDSM ridonkulous? For sure.

Are there plot details that are hand-waved away, especially around the mafia stuff? Of course.

Does Kamol wear shoes on the bed? Tragically, yes.

But really, it's the narrative. The narrative, y'all.

Ok, here's something about me. I am an absolute sucker for stories that revolve around empathy, connection, kindness, and/or found family. That stuff hits me right in my tender squishy insides, and I love it.

So imagine my surprise in tuning in to this trashy mafia faux-bdsm BL, and discovering that the narrative is all about empathy and connection. *chef's kiss*

And of course it's all about our boy Kim. Wow, did he just take my heart and soul by the end. He's sensitive, he's stubborn, but above all he just exudes kindness and empathy.

Kamol is lost from the very first moment, and it's not hard to see why. He can handle power struggles, political leverage, and violence, but he has zero defense against pure heart.

Are you under 18 and living in his household? Kim is going to immediately adopt you and spoil you to heck.

Are you one of the long-suffering "assistants" of a uptight and perennially grumpy mafia? Kim is going to sex your boss so good that he generally chills out, and then agrees to take you all on vacation, so you can roll around in the pool together and eventually hookup into an ongoing throuple.

Are you a woman with terrible sense of self-preservation and the most broken gaydar in existence? Ok, first Kim's going to be a little bit bitchy to you. But then he's going to be kind.

Are you an adult toddler who tantrums at not getting attention and acts like an asshole at every available opportunity? Bring it! He's just going to keep offering to feed you.

Do you actually succeed at making him think his love life is over and then get him kidnapped by the enemy? Guess what, bitch, he's still going to show you more empathy than you've ever seen in your life!

But above all, it is Kim who turned this:

Into this:

What. a. King.

[stormblessed95]

Hey stormie!!

Came across this interesting YouTube video (https://youtu.be/kVqTACAN7Nk) - it has 3 men, all gay, talking about gay stereotypes and they approve/disprove each one. One of the men is Korean and he talks about how he watches if guys have limp wrists, particularly stronger masculine looking men (it was at the very beginning and end of the video). And then I came across this post about Jungkook with limp wrists (https://mobile.twitter.com/illicitvk/status/1579651985783279616).

I just don't see how some people can be in denial over Jungkook being queer (which in hindsight is probably a good thing, to protect him and Jimin). Also from BTS's own mouth, the first words Jungkook said to Namjoon were "wow thighs!"

https://mobile.twitter.com/yvestiddies/status/1321597827357708289

Sorry for the long post!

This was a cute and fun video! Thanks for sharing it, I'd actually recommend watching the whole thing, especially for my straight followers here. It's mostly just for fun, but it does give insight into queer people recognizing queer people and queer signaling.

Another thing I'll point out if that he mentioned in Korea, with Kpop, he would take particular note over if a guy had an affinity for girl groups songs and that it would make his gaydar go off. Lol and then we again (since you mentioned JK here) JKs affinity and love for girl group dances, to the point where a 20 minute compilation video can be made lol

Your second link, where you talk about limp wrists and link to photos of JK with a limp wrist, I'm not going to like that myself, the account is a JM anti tkkr. But I WILL instead link this edit, which is one of my FAVS. I also will NEVER forget the absurdity of a kpop article compiling JKs limp wrist photos and saying fans love JKs flexible wrists that he does because he "acts like a bunny" 😭🤣 save my man from the hets 🤣

And yes, the amazement over Joons thighs at their first meeting. Not to mention also the way he scanned G dragon in a full body stare on stage once or talks about how RDJ is his celebrity crush 🤣 man's is so 🌈

Plus there is zero hetero explanation for half the shit he does with Jimin too. So just ya know. Lol I too, don't understand how people can't see the queerness in Jungkook. But WHATEVER!

[wainwrightjakobshammerlock]

Wainwright Jakobs headed canons dump (mostly NOT ship edition, wow a rare thing i know). have said some of these before but a lot of new people have followed me recently/became my mutuals so i wanna bring them up to speed .D

he's a trans man. first he came out to his mom, she was the one to give him his new name (his father accepted it since he wanted a son/male heir anyways). he's been on t for decades by the time of bl3, also he's post top surgery but no bottom surgery. diversity win

his half-blindness is a congenital anomaly of the optic nerve. replacing it with a standard prosthesis just wouldn't work, but even if it did, he doesn't want to (he's used to it at this point, and considers it a part of himself, even if he feels bad about it). also for the same reason the blind eye has unilateral ptosis (droopy eyelids), though it's not very noticeable

really good singing voice to match his honeyed accent. however he did NOT know how to dance until alistair came in and started teaching him

his shotgun's named The Cure since he considered it the "cure" to his disability, although it's more of a disability aid than anything

old enough to need reading glasses. he insists on wearing a pair of them despite his eyesight situation. leave the monocle wearing to his husband

speaking of which, reads a TON. he's formed complex opinions on books most of the galaxy will never even hear of. he prefers reading fiction, but has never read or watched a single horror and probably never will

his love of puzzles runs far beyond the usual things you find in the manor. he fills out sudoku books like a madman and has a rubiks cube in his office. give him a newspaper and he'll fill the crossword out first before reading anything else

his hair is just Like That. weird curls is a jakobs genetic trait unfortunately

fluent in (cajun) french & japanese

tism. he's somewhat sensitive to light and craves pressure. also he's cold most of the time. you bet he owns so many weighted blankets and sleeps with at least 4 of them at the same time. also also he's a "could eat fried chicken for every meal of the day" autistic.

can cook surprisingly well, but especially enjoys baking

knows how to sew. he didn't sew up his coat in canon because said coat is an heirloom from his dad (read: he picked it up off monty's drained husk) and has sentimental value. alistair did eventually convince him to patch it up under the argument that if he patches it up, it'll not get torn up any further

enjoys gardening. took it up at first in an attempt to clean up the very very unkempt and disorderly estate gardens, but he found out he actually liked it. of course, he can't keep the entire garden clean, but he's got his patches of swamp roses and insectivorous plants he takes regular care of

goes to bed early, still wakes up late. thank fuck alistair is usually there to wake him up a bit earlier

likes his coffee pitch black, but his tea cold and sweet

extremely pretentious about alcohol

smokes, but nowhere nearly as much as his husband

his dynamic with clay is best described as brotherly frenemies. they annoy eachother to no end but also trust eachother with things (not all of them). if wainwright could hit him with an empty cardboard tube he would

has NO gaydar and is extremely confused at the concept of one u-u

[byersbootyshorts]

Their Reaction To Reader Coming Out

A/N: In honour of pride month I wrote these headcanons of how the characters would react to you coming out to them. As a bisexual this was incredibly comforting to write. Happy Pride Month xx

Steve:

I think if you told him you're anything other than gay or a lesbian he'd have no idea what it actually was and you'd have to explain it to him

Because he's from a rich white family in the 80's so got like zero exposure to gay culture growing up

But when you told him what it meant he wouldn't judge you

'Wait, so you like boobies and dick? Cool!'

He'd just be happy you felt comfortable enough to tell him

Robin:

I mean, something tells me she's not gonna be homophobic about it

I feel like she'd ask you who your crush is and get really excited when she sees you talking to them

She'd say you could always come to her for advice about stuff like that

She'd make you a pin with your flag on it

But it would be subtle so only you two know what it really means

Dustin:

He'd probably congratulate you

'Wow, dude, that's so brave of you to say.'

And he'd want to reassure you that he supports you so every so often he would just look over at you and smile

(And flash those pearly whites, ggggrrrr)

Lucas:

He'd be so chill

Like to the point where he wouldn't even react because it's that little of a deal to him

Until he sees you waiting for a response with a concerned expression

Then he'd just break into song:

'Be who you are for your priiiidddeee'

Mike:

He'd just lose all his brain cells

He'd just stand there, mouth agape

Not in a homophobic way

Just in an 'I have no idea how to react to this because I'm socially awkward' way

But after he gets over the initial shock he'd be completely fine and support you in his own awkward way

Will:

He'd just stare you dead in the eyes

And say so bluntly:

'Same'

Because you're the only other gay person he's ever met and he's in major need of someone to relate to

So you get really close after that

Eleven:

Honestly I don't think she'd know enough about LGBTQ+ to care

She was brought up in a place where no kind of love was shown

So she wouldn't really see why it's such a big deal to love whoever you want

She'd just be happy you have love in your life in the first place

But if she saw anyone mess with you because of it she'd definitely use her powers on them

Max:

Why does she give me the vibe that she has incredibly good gaydar

Like she just wouldn't be surprised at all

And obviously she'd reassure you and tell you she's proud of you and stand up to anyone who was mean to you about it

But she'd also tell you that she's been suspicious of it all along

Nancy:

I think she would just give you the biggest hug ever

And ask you to talk her through how you realised because she'd want to be able to understand you better

She'd definitely speak up if people were being homophobic

And she'd try to write some stuff for the Hawkins Post to make people more aware of the LGBTQ+ community

Jonathan:

I'm not gonna lie I think he'd be too high to care

He wouldn't actually know if what you told him was real or not

And then he'd ask you later

But be completely fine with it

'Oh, yeah, I mean, I'm pretty sure my brother's gay.'

'Do whatever you want, man.'

And then he'd proceed to get high again

Eddie:

He'd tell you if anyone ever bullied you because of it he'd fuck them up

And say if you ever needed anything you could come over to his trailer

(As long as you didn't mind the mess)

When you're walking anywhere with him he'd randomly just shout:

'GAY RIGHTS!'

And wouldn't care when people gave him dirty looks

Hopper:

He'd be all stuttery like he usually is when anyone talks about their feelings to him

I think he'd care less about the gay part

And go straight to asking you if you had a partner

Because he couldn't care less who you date

As long as they're a good person and treat you right

Joyce:

Omg she'd be the biggest ally

She'd ask you to stay for dinner all the time

And research a bunch of different sexualities on her chunky 80's computer

When she learned about pride parades she'd ask you if you wanted her to take you to one

She'd basically become a second mom

Murray:

He literally would not give a single shit

He couldn't care less if you told him you totalled his car, or he won the lottery, or you came out

He'd just want to know WHY THE HELL THIS CHILD IS TALKING TO HIM

And then he's just walk away

[puffledthomas]

tommyinnit :( i am in india where the understanding of lgbtqia+ is horrible, and uhm- i found this boy in my class who was cute and he used to sit behind me ans he asked about my artstyle, you see i am a very goofy silly and i draw in class and i am not alone in drawing,almost everyone has it as a hobby but they draw very... cis het-ly and patriotically and fffUCKING KPOP!!!! and they put anime as just a thing where they can't draw from their imaginations and draw only anime characters while i draw media and original no brain only hot type of thing which they just disregard aa anime as just a thing but he, this cute boy asked specifically about my artstyle 💗💗💗💗 and i talked all about it and asked him bout some stuff and he likes dangenrompa and {drag shows} and i asked him about lgbtqia and he was like haha yea! then i told him i was bi and that was great!! i kinda developed a crush like, oh wow, ally boy 💞💞💞💞 but i forgot to mention something... he is flamboyant and my gaydar was trippin but i was like "nahh?? right???"

AND HE IS A HOMOSEXUAL JDJSJDIDJSBSJSOXJXJIDDIOEKAMAMA HE CAME OUT TO TO ME AND I WAS EXCITED BUT SO FUCKING SAD AND JDJCCJKDIDJSBSBSJSJSISISJDJDJSJSKA AAAHHHHH

moral of the story dONT HAVE A VAGINA AND SECRETE HIGH LEVELS OF ESTROGEN... JSHSJSJSKAK AND DONT BE IN THE FUCKING SIXTH GRADE AHHH THIS ISNT EVEN A COMMON THING LIKE I SAID IN THE BEGGINING HOMOS R NOT YREATED THAT GOOD ROUND HERE AND HE JUST HAD TO BE GAY.

why do i need to know this 😭/lh

[dedenneblogs]

Grover X Beckendorf Headcanons:

- Grover hangs around Beckendorf. a lot. the satyr takes exuse he can get to tag along with percy when he’s hanging out with Charles and only does so to eat all the scrap metal they leave behind, which comes in mass when it comes to Beckendorf; he was a perfectionist in his younger years, so there we always failed prototypes for Grover to chew on. It annoyed Charles at first, but after a while and getting to know the goat boy better he actually liked Grover’s company (he even thought it was kind of cute whenever his new friend would snatch and scrap metals that came flying over his way - wait that’s kind of gay- (POSSIBLE FANFIC IDEA???)

- Charles always tries his best to send iris messages to percy when his friend is on quests. percy unfortunately doesn’t note them because they’re usually just hour long conversations between a percy at 3:00 am who’s unable to sleep and a Beckendorf awake in the afternoon (cause of time zones) talking about girls, video games, etc. one time he was caught by Chiron late at night but the iris message quickly dissolved into Chiron stealing Charle’s call to talk with Percy.

- Silena was one of the first people to really recognize Charle’s discarded work (other than Percy and sometimes Grover whenever he wouldn’t eat his scrap, Silena was just more persistent and interested in his projects). the funny thing is that most of the time she confused his inventions for other things. example: Beckendorf makes a homemade lunchbox that folds for extra storage on the inside (actually one of Grover’s favorites that Charles finalized later in his years and gifted it to Beckendor)? Silena: “Ooooo! Is that a makeup kit?” Really, they were more friends than lovers. Silena had feelings for Clarrise, and Beckendorf was starting to realize a lot about himself when it came to Grover. But wouldn’t it be fun? It’d be easier. It’s what was expected of them anyways. (WOW! i’m on a role with this doomed yaoi!)

- Charles looks like he benchpresses, but in reality? he’s…(shudders) a GA(Y)MER…

- Charles loves to play the drums. as a full homemade set he can fold and carry from his home and camp. also has steel drums ONLY for camp (Ms. B doesn’t like the sounds it makes, it gets annoying after awhile). Him and Grover have duets.

- Before Grover went out on his quest after book 1, Charles gifted him a cup that had “The Best Satyr Ever” written on it (gay???1!1?1!)

- Tyson could see how gay Charles was for Grover. he has a voice radar AND gaydar which is unfortunate for Beckendorf. one time almost outed him to the entire camp when he said something along the lines of “you homo for goat boy?” In his heart he’d rather Charles be homo for anyone BUT goat boy, but he’s accepting (can’t spell cyclops without W).

- in an alternative (better) universe, Charles is along for the ride in the Sea of Monsters! but it sad lemme explain to myself: basically like Clarrise is given her own quest but Chiron and Dionysus don’t trust her, but more importantly her father, so have Charles, Silena, and maybe a few other campers go out to keep and eye on her. Clarrise catches on and tries to kill them probably distracting her from another event and shit goes down the drain. but like in the end everyone makes up and these characters actually get screentime! yay! victory! (also probably carry’s Grover like a princess. it awakened something in the both of them

- Grover is crazy good at just dance. Charles made another wii and everyone suggested him to download new games. “Can you install Super Mario Bros Wii?” Percy pleaded. “Does this stupid console have Halo?” Clarrise interrogated. “Oh, I just love Just Dance, it’s just great, BLAHAHAHA!” Grover humored. Just Dance was on Charle’s second homemade wii in a matter of minutes, and in stayed in his cabin so that when they could, him and Grover could just be together as two (either way Charlie isn’t the best at Just Dancd, Grover is too good but Beckendorf doesn’t mind watching him).

- When Grover called Beckendorf Charles for the first time, he didn’t correct him. A few minutes later another camper called him Charlie and he corrected them.

[luxshine]

Stranger Things Season 3 episode 3

Max is being a great friend for Eleven, but I wonder if anyone has told drunk Hooper where El is.

Will needs a better group of friends.

Mike also needs to remember that his girlfriend CAN and will check on him telepathically.

AND OMG, Hooper is SO happy that Mike is not there, that El has girl who is a friend, and ok, he's drinking too much, but he is right to be happy (although I am sure that in the 2000's? Girls would also been forbidden to close the door)

Spying on people is a BAD idea. But spying on Billy? Right now? Oh, worst AND BEST idea of all times since we need to get this plot moving and I am not sure they will listen to Dustin about the russian spies.

Will knows how to get what he wants. Good for him. He still needs better taste in men and friends.

Yes, Hooper actor was getting ready for Red Guardian, wasn't he? And the writers really hate his character because last season Hooper would have completely listened to Joyce about the magnets instead of staying angry for being jealous.

I see that all heterosexual men in the series have gone idiotic. Like, the only smart ones left are Steve and Will. Dustin is also smart, and he has a girlfriend, but given that all the others lost their mind, I am going to assume he's bi like his brother Steve.

Billy's room is surprisingly clean for a metal head of the 80's.

El knows. Oh, El knows something is seriously wrong with Bill. Time for Max to know her brother is a serial killer.

Seriously, I hate Nancy but I wouldn't blame her for going postal at the newspaper.

Ok. Dustin is straight. His gaydar is completely broken because he can't see that Robin and Steve? Totally siblings, not boyfriend-girlfriend. But also, he's very, very interested in keeping Steve happy. I love him.

Will is suffering a lot, and he really needs better friends. And wow, Mike. That is so jerky. "Not my fault you don't like girls". UGH. Mike, drop dead. In a ditch.

El is going to have to tell Max her brother is a serial killer.

Hooper is a jerk and I am so sorry that Joyce is still suffering for Bob's death.

Steve and Dustin need to learn a bit about spying because that guy looks more like an idiot gym rat than a russian guy and I was completely right. Also, Steve, his eyes are up there.

And of course, Robin is SO cool that she is the one who finds the Russians and breaks the code. I really like her more than Nancy already.

Nancy, just saying, you can add arsenic to the coffee and no one will miss those jerks. I mean, no one would even report the murders because it would not be a story and no reporter would be left to report them!

Oh hey! There's the Hooper I love! Speaking about feelings, understanding how people feel, being empathic and understanding! Ok, he still haven't got the memo that he should listen to Joyce's intuition, but at LEAST he is being the Hooper I love.

Will got one more thing that Eleven hasn't got: an apology! Well, he would have gotten it if the others had remembered where he goes when he feels lonely and sad. WIll, get a boyfriend, and then you can go back to those days of happiness. Also, start wearing pants. One of the problems is that you look very, very weird in those shorts. Steve can rock them, you can't.

Mrs. Driscoll got eaten by the Blob, didn't she?

Oh, worse. She got infected. And Jonathan forgot his camera. Jimmy Olsen, he's not.

Oh Steve... you know you are going to have to be super babysitter again, don't you? I mean, this time it took Dustin only three episodes to get himself in real deep shit. He's getting better at that! Which is not good for Steve's blood pressure but it's great for plot!

So Billy IS the Mind Flayer. That means that Billy is dead. Good. Now can we kill the Mind Flayer?

[bisexualhobi]

Another anon but oh yeah i reallllly think joshua is not straight like wow the gaydar ping. I know he's very religious but tbh I mean...i've known more than one queer man who is catholic from upbringing so who knows. Sunmi is religious and she's bascially come out as bi on her recent tour. I'm always amused by straight kpop fans and their gaydars like they were really out there thinking Taehyung and Jk are gay but Hobi is straight? Are they high? And Vernon Dino Mingyu as gay but Joshua is the token straight? Like hello?

yeah exactly like those last three you mentioned are all straight for real. the only ones I'm sure are not exclusively het are jeonghan minghao hoshi and seungkwan.. add joshua to it cause he really has some repressed fruity vibes. he could be as fruity as seungkwan if he unleashed his full potential

[may-fanfic]

A Time For Love

summary: your bucky’s daughter who’s in the closet and dating wanda. turns out,  bucky has a secret of his own. 

word count: 1,426

warnings: none but feel free to correct me if i’m wrong 

a/n: this was such a cute request, i hope i did it justice. hope you enjoy, anon 💕

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as you got older, the topic of your sexuality seemed to become your main focus. you were often confused about your feelings toward both genders and you never knew where you stood with it all so when you and wanda began hanging out, you never gave much thought about the innocent friendship. it wasn't until wanda kissed you one night did you realize that you indeed liked her.

you knew that as the time went on and the more your relationship with wanda blossomed into something more serious, you knew you'd have to tell your dad. you had always been the best of friends with him and it felt eerie keeping such a secret from him. wanda often encouraged you yet not rushing you out of the closet.  you couldn't help the fear that weighed you down, what if he'd look at you completely different?

wanda's hands softly traced the outline of your back causing goosebumps to appear on your skin. you laid there awfully still, questions and concerns racking your brain. "your thoughts are so loud, dear." she uttered out as she pressed a gentle kiss to your shoulder blade.

you sighed softly, turning in the girl's grasp to look at her. her gaze was delicate as she looked at you. a gentle smile tugged at the corners of her plump lips when you reached up and caressed her smooth skin. "don't worry so much." she whispered, leaning into your palm lightly.

"my dad's old fashion," you stated, talking about it out loud made your stomach feel as if it was in knots. she let out a sigh, shaking her head lightly. 

" we're not doing anything wrong." she reminded. leaning down, she brushed a kiss to your hairline causing your eyes to flutter closed for a moment.

"I'll always be here, y/n. even if it goes bad, I'll be right there for you." you cared for wanda and you knew, there wasn't a chance that you'd keep her hidden away forever. you wanted to enjoy your relationship without all the added stress but for now, you weren't ready and that was okay was with wanda, she just enjoyed being with you.

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when wanda first uttered out that she loved you, you realized that enough was enough. you wanted nothing more than to enjoy your relationship without the added stress of your father finding out. you knew he loved you and there was nothing he wouldn't do for you. if this confession changed his views on you, it was just something he'd have to get over.  you were done being afraid, your entire life your sexuality felt like a burden in your life, and now it was something that you welcomed with open arms.

it was quiet at the dinner table, you had been trying to work up the courage of finally uttering out those words to your dad. it wasn't as simple as you convinced yourself because now that he was sat in front of you, shoving food into his mouth, you choked on all your words.

"Why aren't you eating?" your dad pointed at your plate with raised eyebrows, wiping at his mouth with a napkin. wanda perked up beside you, her gentle hand traveling under the table and finding its place on your thigh. "um-" you began, looking down at the untouched plate. your thoughts taunted at you causing you to gulp lightly.

"y/n?" he questioned, leaning into the table to get a look at your face. "what? you don't like the food?" he joked lightheartedly to ease the tension in the room but when that failed his smile drop, noticing the way wanda had been gazing at you. "doll, what is it?" his voice softened, his eyes full of concern. his heart dropped slightly at the thought that something might be wrong with you, something he couldn't fix.

bucky had always done everything in this power to protect you and now as he looked at you in distress, he couldn't help but feel like he failed as a father because you couldn't even look him in his eyes and talk to him. and then he feared that you had found out about him and steve, glancing at wanda, he suddenly remembered that she could read minds. maybe she had listened in one day and found out everything that he kept hidden so privately.

if you had somehow found out about him and steve and you didn't approve, bucky wasn't sure what he would do because your happiness was always his main priority. he loved steve but if it was to cost him his relationship with you, he knew it would never be worth it.

you suddenly looked up at him, taking a deep breath causing his eyebrows to knit together. "we need to talk." you suddenly mumbled, and with that, he let out his own shaky breath, not thinking much before he spoke.

"is this about steve and I, doll?" he noticed the way you and wanda both looked at each other, confusion written over your expressions. "what?" you uttered out, your words laced with curiosity.

"what?" he suddenly stumbled, looking between you and the witch. it seemed to be a staring contest for a couple of moments until bucky let his guard down, looking over at you gently. "okay, so it wasn't." you shook your head, your eyes widen but you couldn't help the teasing smile that began to form. your dad and his best bud? you couldn't even imagine it but then you realized that wanda was your best bud too and now it suddenly wasn't so hard to believe anymore.

"no, but let's talk about that." you encouraged causing a warm blush to appear on his cheeks as he stared down at your plate just like you had done moments ago. you glanced over at wanda, feeling yourself grow at ease with that fact that she was just there.

"Okay..." he breathed out, looking at you, a gentle smile tugging at his lips as he thought fondly of steve. he wished he was there to help him break down the foundation of their relationship. "we've been dating for about 2 years, honey." the confession made him feel so much lighter than before and he couldn't help but feel relieved.

"Wow," you whispered, the room itself felt so much relaxed. "I had no idea," you whispered but then wanda made a gentle sound as if she had known all along. she thought it was pretty obvious from the way they looked at each other when they were supposed to be working, she just had no evidence for her theories so she never brought it up.

"I mean..." she trailed off lightly causing a soft chuckle to erupt past bucky's lips as he shook the head at the girl. the three of you shared a lighthearted laugh but once it died down, he seemed to remember. you let your shoulder drop when he questioned you about the original nature of your talk. you didn't feel as nervous anymore as his eyes held a soft reassuring gaze.

"wanda and I are dating." you now uttered it out so casually, you could hardly believe how easy it was for you to say it. bucky's grin grew, his eyes trailing past the two teenagers who were sat in front of him. if he was honest, this was the first time his gaydar failed him and he couldn't be more disappointed. bucky had always liked wanda from the moment she teamed up with steve to help him so if anything, this turned out to be more of a blessing in his eyes.

"you and wanda?" he chuckled, waving his finger between the both of you, you nodded lightly, snapping your gaze over to the girl who had already been looking at you, you found her hand from under the table, intertwining your fingers with her own.

"you better take care of my little girl, Maximoff." he tried his hardest to appear intimidating but the smile gave away his act. "of course." her Russian accent had been thicker than ever as she nodded over to the man. "if you do anything to hurt her, the Avengers will kick your-"

"dad!" your eyes widened and he laughed lightly, putting his hands up in surrender. he knew wanda was a good kid and there was nothing he'd have to worry about but it was his job as a father to protect you and he'd do just that until the day he dies.

[mishervellous]

so hi, I read this amazing ficlet written by my beloved @gallavich-x, and inspiration about bearded Ian struck. this is a dumb AU about it ����🥰 Ian is at his maximum himbo here so be careful

“So they’re not coming?”

“Nope.”

Ian groans. Fan-fucking-tastic.

Maxine just looks at him for a bit, a poorly concealed smirk on her face. Ian just shakes his head.

“So you’re telling me I practiced my bro voice and all that straight small talk for nothing? That I watched a whole Tom Brady football compilation not to jerk off but to learn about touchdowns for nothing?”

“See, you did all that to yourself.” Maxine shrugs, letting her eyes roam around the crowded bar. She doesn’t seem as pissed off as Ian is about this—which, you guessed it: is pissing him off even more. “Nobody asked you to take a crash course on How To Train Your Homo. You were just supposed to smile and touch my ass every once in a while to look convincing.”

“But now it doesn’t fucking matter.” Ian sighs, sagging on his chair. “Are you sure they’re not coming?”

Max rolls her eyes so hard Ian is tempted to scare her, and see if she gets stuck like that. “Can you please tell me again why you want the Dead Douchebags Society to think you’re straight?”

“Because,” And if he looks like an angry chihuahua when speaking through gritted teeth, so be it. “I’ve heard things about them. Didn’t you read that article I sent you about what they did to that freshman that one time?”

“If I wanted to read about fag-bashing, I’d just leaf through my middle school diaries.” Maxine’s face lights up then as she’s looking at something over Ian’s shoulder. “C’mon, you can still try and fool someone, Casanova. Let’s see if the Cast Away ginger beard helps.”

The next moment a waitress appears by their table, notepad in hand. She has a bright smile on, and she looks beautiful—and badass. Her name-tag reads Mandy.

“Welcome to The Commissary. What can I get ya?”

Maxine is head over heels for this Mandy chick already, Ian can tell. He kicks Maxine’s ankle under the table when she just keeps on staring. Ian then turns to face Mandy. “Just a medium beer for me.”

“The drinks you gotta order at the counter yourself.” She points her thumb behind her, clicking her pen after. “Something to eat?”

Ian shakes his head. Maxine orders loaded fries of some kind—not that she likes fries, she just wants an excuse to have Mandy come back, Ian bets.

Just as Mandy’s making her way towards the kitchen door, she winks in Ian’s direction. And then she’s gone.

It’s Maxine who’s groaning now. “Dude! You’re supposed to be my wingman, not steal all of my potential wives!”

Ian snorts. “It’s not my fault your gaydar sucks ass.”

“You wish it sucked ass.” She grumbles, averting her eyes. Maxine’s attention seems caught by yet another thing behind Ian; she’s pointing at it. “Okay, since your gaydar works so well, that dude: gay or nay?”

Ian turns around, looking at the guy Maxine’s pointing at. He faces her again with a deadpan expression. “The dude with the ‘Welcome to Chromatica’ shirt? Are you kidding?”

“No, dumbass—the bartender.”

Ian shakes his head, turning around once again and—oh wow. With the way the guy in question looks—black hair, buff arms on display, and a cute-looking face—Ian sure fucking hopes he is.

Maxine has a pointed look when Ian turns towards her. “Well?”

“You know what? I think my gaydar works better up close.” Ian stands up, nodding his head towards the bar. “I’m gonna go order that beer. You want anything?”

“Yeah, yeah—order that beer. Sure.” Maxine waves a dismissing hand around. “Just get me something strong, and don’t drool too much in it.”

Ian flips her off before making his way over to the counter. The Lady Gaga aficionado has left, so Ian takes his spot on the same stool.

Up close the bartender is…holy shit, he’s fucking hot. Ian looks at his name-tag when the guy turns to serve a customer—Mickey.

Mickey has these piercing blue eyes, and a soft-looking fair complexion. He’s buff, and hot, and from what Ian can see—and oh my God can he see it alright when he’s bending down to retrieve something—the guy has a Louvre-worthy ass. The gaydar is stuck between a rock and a hardening dick, so Ian kinda forgets to try, and figure out if Mickey is batting for the same team as he is.

“What’s up?” And his voice is sexy. If the guy isn’t actually gay Ian is gonna leave a complaint on Yelp about it. “What can I get ya?”

Mickey’s looking at him with this calm, borderline annoyed look. His eyebrows high up, waiting. His crossed arms looking even more buff than before—Ian’s dick is two seconds away from gaining a conscience of its own, and order the beer for him. It’s all that Tom Brady pent-up sexual tension too, Ian’s sure.

“Uh, just a beer.” Ian scans the bottles behind Mickey, making eye contact again a second later. “And a double whiskey neat.”

Mickey nods, letting his gaze linger a little longer on Ian’s face before getting to work. Good, that’s good—the fact that Ian can pick up some queer signals means that his brain is functioning again. He watches Mickey work with ease behind the counter, filling a tall pint with beer, and effortlessly pouring the whiskey in the glass he placed in front of Ian. When he’s done, he taps his knuckles on the wooden surface—and even that looks fucking hot, for fuck’s sake.

“Thanks.” Ian murmurs, taking a sip of his beer, and wiping his way-too-long-for-comfort mustache with the back of his hand. When he looks up, Mickey’s still looking at him. “Do I need to pay now?”

Mickey shrugs. “Whatever. You can pay later.” His eyes drop to Ian’s—lips? “Nice beard, by the way.”

Ian feels a little dizzy. Either this is the strongest beer ever made or Mickey is having this fucking short-circuiting effect on him, so strong that it’s making him stupid. He nods in Mickey’s direction. “Thanks. Her name’s Maxine.”

And holy fucking shit he just said that out loud. Oh, fuck. Ian feels like one of those cartoons where someone drops a piano on the protagonist’s head, and they start seeing stars. Except he isn’t seeing stars—just Mickey’s surprised expression.

Oh, and the fucker’s smirking too. “No shit?”

Okay, Ian needs to take control of the situation again. “Yeah, uh.” He doesn’t know why staying closeted is so pressing right now—Mickey doesn’t look on the verge of closing up the bar to declare a twenty four hour fag Purge; if anything, he looks amused. Still, Ian just goes with it. “That’s what I call my beard, uh. Maxine.” And he strokes his beard to bring the point across. Because pretending to have given a name to his beard instead of admitting that he’s gay is way better.

(Listen, he has this imagery stuck in his head of Frank, back in Chicago, talking to him before Ian moved out to Detroit for college—telling him gruesome tales about gay people getting the shit beaten out of them here, and stuff like that. And he knows that Frank was probably five hundred sheets to the typhoon at the time, and probably thought he was talking to a poster of Rick Astley instead of his own son, but still—it stuck with him.)

“Your beard’s name is Maxine.” It’s not really a question, more like a statement. Ian nods. “That’s fucking weird, man.” And Ian thinks that Mickey will drop the subject, and leave Ian to sink down into Mother Earth out of embarrassment. But that’s not the case. “And what’s your girl’s name?”

Mickey nods in Maxine’s direction—who’s animatedly talking with Mandy at the moment. Ian is up to his chin in shit already, so might as well give some more shape to this bizarro universe he has created for himself. “Uh. Amanda.”

“Amanda.” Mickey looks on the verge of laughing. “Like ‘Mandy’ Amanda?”

If Ian just shouted ‘look over there!’ and ran for his life, would that work?

“We don’t call her Mandy. She had a weird encounter with Mandy Moore when she was little and has been scarred ever since.” Great. Now Mandy Moore diddles kids in the Ian Gallagher Is A Dumb Motherfucker Cinematic Universe. He abruptly stands up, taking a drink in each hand. “I’m gonna—you know. Uh.” He nods at him, and then he’s gone.

Saying that he speed walks back towards the table would be an understatement. Maxine is looking at him with a confused face—and a mouthful of fries.

“What happened?” She snatches the whiskey from Ian’s hand. “Did you make arrangements to fuck for the next two weeks? What took you so long?”

“Max, we need to go. Now.”

“Woah, wait. Wait, did it go that bad?” Maxine looks alarmed now—and ready to fight. “Did he say something? Do I need to beat his ass?”

“No! Jeez, no. I thinks he’s gay.” Ian sits down, dropping his head in his hands. “But I—”

“I have a platter of nachos for you guys.” Mandy interrupts them then, placing said platter of nachos in the middle of their table. When they both look at her with matching confused expressions, she shrugs. “On the house.” She nods her head towards the counter. Ian sneaks the quickest glance ever towards Mickey, and the fucker’s leaning on said counter, looking all smug. Mandy turns to Maxine then. “So your name’s Amanda too?”

Ian closes his eyes. This is worse than any dorm room spray-painted with ‘fag’ could be. Maxine’s tone is so confused. “What?”

“Mandy can you, uh—,” Ian stutters. Mandy raises a pointed brow his way. “Can you bring us the check? And thank your boyfriend for the nachos.”

“My boyfriend? The fuck are you on about?” Mandy looks positively disgusted. “That’s my brother.”

Awesome. Great. The Shitshow Bingo is complete now. Ian doesn’t get another word in though, because Mandy’s talking again—a mischievous smile on her face.

“Nice beard, by the way.” She nods at Ian’s face then. “The ginger peach fuzz is cute too.”

Ian swears he can hear Mickey silently snickering all the way here.

That motherfucker.

[shinji-soju]

JATP Sexuality Analysis: Luke Patterson

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NOTE: This is just a headcanon. Anything i say here is my perception of the character based on personal experiences, intuition, and careful analysis. It by no means solidifes the characters actual orientations.

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Straight but comfortable and confident in his sexuality. Kinda metrosexual.

I relate to Luke on many levels, we're A L O T alike. So i'm guessing this based on that andddd his interactions throughout the show.

Luke oozes confidence! For heavens sake the boy almost never wears sleeves! He KNOWS he's hot! You can tell by the way he carries himself, his mannerisms- especially when he's on stage! This paints a picture of him also being secure in his identity and not feeling uncomfortable with showing affection towards the same sex.

I'm not saying he'd flirt with anything that breathes air and walks on two legs. I'm saying he's able to be emotionally close with his male friends and get in their personal space without it feeling awkword- just platonic affection. I get the feeling Luke is a bit metrosexual. No, that does not mean he's sexually attracted at that delly/grocery place. Meaning, hes straight but sensitive and in touch with his femininity. Men falling under this term may be mistaken for gay or bisexual.

From all those moments where he's being genuine and vulnerable and honest, to crying when Julie gives 'Unsaid Emily' to his mom, to the raw emotions he embodies while talking about music and performing. I'd say he's pretty sensitive.

Lets talk about Edge of Great (S 1, Ep 7). Yall know whats coming... The scene where Luke plants a lil smoochie smooch on Reggie- indirectly, but still.

SCENE RECAP: The boys are in the studio and Alex is upset about Willie cutting ties. Luke and Reggie try to comfort him and Reggie says something like "a little fire on stage can make the performance better. [To Luke] Like you and Julie.". Luke denies this, claiming he has chemistry with everyone he performs with, then demonstrates by serenading Reggie. Reggie is speechless and stunned where he stands and says "wow, that was pretty hot". Then Luke kisses his fingers and places them on Reggies lips. The scene closes with Reggie attempting to regain his composure by redirecting the topic, "girls, am i right?", he says. Luke responds, "yeah", with a sly smirk and a chuckle behind his breath.

The confidence, the zero hesitation, the smoothness! EVERYTHING!!! 😚🤌

A few other things that make me think this:

How often Luke and Alex hold hands.

He's actually pretty physically affectionate, like i said before. There a lot of social norms expecting men to be "manly" and painting male on male affection to instantly have homosexual tendencies (even though its totally fine to hug, hold hands, or whatever with your friends no matter your sexuality or gender!!!). But for Luke, this closeness he has with Reggie and Alex it's just so natural. He probably couldn't go a day without wrapping his arm around their backs and over their shoulders, patting them, etc... All the little gestures.

When him and Reggie share a mic, CHEMISTRYYYY~ !!!!

But also Luke sharing a mic with Julie. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOH SWEET MAMA!

He's not scared to cry or get emotional, and nor does he shame Reggie and Alex for their emotions either.

The way he act's with Julie while opening up emotionally to her. Yknow, that sweet, innocent, sometimes awkward demeanour he has.

He's mentioned girls, even flirted with them, cough julies mom cough, but never hinted at an attraction to men. (At least from what i detected)

It's canon that he's got big heart eyes for Julie. So that excludes the possibility of him being gay. (He could still be bi but benajdksks my gaydar genuinely does not pick up the fruity tootie in this boy)

[adamsvanrhijn]

do we think oscar has good gaydar? i'm super attached to the idea that he has appalling gaydar but just simply doesn't realise it. like young sowing-his-wild-oats-era oscar being all "wow! every man i make a move on is gay! this is definitely my detective skills at work and not the fact they all realised i was gay and came over to me for a reason!"

(this is also why he thinks he's good with the ladies. every woman he flirts with laughs at all his jokes and lets him dance with them! none of them grimace and make excuses to avoid him! this is absolutely his masculine charm and not them being relieved at a having a safe man on their dance card!)

i think your point about his gaydar is made moot by your point about his gaydar. he literally doesn't need it so it doesn't matter if it exists or not. it is never going to be relevant. if a man wants him he wants him! he doesn't need to chase!!

which brings me to. your point about women. i think oscar is on some level Aware that he is not perceived as a ladies' man but i think he does not think about it ever and he also IS good at flirting and flirts with everyone but he also.

does not typically need to Pursue. in his endeavors.

and then he does and it's different. i have more thoughts on this that i maybe will post later.