#there be gayness here

[yukipri]

For curiosity's sake...

[retributory]

i'm willing to accept bingliushen into my heart but specifically the version that only exists in my mind where bingliu are doing absolutely criminal things to each other's holes while sqq sits in his cuck chair and runs an entire commentary on it while pointedly ignoring the category 9 boner situation in his pants

[charmac]

This is the definition of serving cunt

[morphean42]

It is with a heavy heart that I must admit defeat. For Five glorious years I have been apart of the Supernatural fandom without having seen an entire episode. I have seen the edits, the meta, the fanfic and fanart. I was there when Destiel went canon and almost made Putin resign. And yet I’ve held onto my sanity, I committed to the bit— never watch that hell spawn of a show. But, good comrades of Tumblr, I must now declare the bit to be over. It was a good run, but I will be venturing into the dangerous world of Supernatural once and for all. May god save my soul.

[boxinthecorneroftheroom]

Why does my man look so flirty here?

[xxlady-lunaxx]

Fireflies (pt.1+2) | {ObaGiyuu}

Theme: Floof

×××

Giyuu and Obanai had been put on a mission together that night. It was dark as they walked, but warm. The summer air was almost suffocating in its heat, persperation dripping slowly down their faces.

They ignored this, however, quietly walking through the forest as they searched for any sign of the demon(s) they were sent to kill.

They came to a stop, eventually, both freezing when they heard a sound somewhere far off. Their eyes met and they nodded, listening closely for the demon. Then, upon having some vague sense on where it was, they ran towards the sound. 

The ground was grassy and their footsteps were muted by it as they weaved through the trees, spotting the demon instantly. Obanai propelled himself up, jumping off a tree and unsheathing his katana as he did.

Giyuu stayed on the ground, his katana held up and ready as he charged forward, slashing at the demon.

The demon, not having expected them, nearly got it's head cut off by Giyuu's katana, but moved back at the last second.

Obanai moved behind the demon, landing on its back.

The demon flipped him off, making Obanai have to steady himself. The demon, distracted, didn't notice Giyuu as he quickly slashed off its head, watching it topple down immediately.

"Is that all?" Obanai asked quietly, as they watched the demon disintigrate. 

"I doubt it. They would not send two Hashira, were it so," Giyuu murmured. He glanced down at the head, noting the number on one of the demons eyes. "A lowermoon."

Obanai nodded. 

They turned and continued to walk through the forest, fully on guard. For several minutes, they walked in silence, before, almost at once, both sensed a demon nearby—from opposite directions.

"You go that way, I'll go the other," Obanai said, immediately running off in the direction he'd sensed.

Giyuu sped off to the opposite direction, finding a small group of demons bickering about something. Quickly, before they noticed him, he decapitated most of the demons, killing the remaining right after.

Then he sheathed his katana, walking back to where he figured Obanai was, still looking around for any other demons.

He noticed Obanai up ahead and sped up slightly.

Obanai stood in the middle of a clearing, the demons he'd sensed mostly disintigrated now. Small fireflies were flying around him, making him look almost ethereal. He turned, noticing Giyuu, and gave him a nod. 

"You found them?" Obanai asked, stepping forward. He didn't seem to be paying the fireflies much attention as the flit around him, a small glow lighting them all up.

Giyuu nodded breathlessly, unsure why he was so drawn to Obanai suddenly. "Yes."

"We should stay here a bit, I don't know if that's all of them. The sun will rise in about..." Obanai paused. "I forgot."

"Two hours," Giyuu replied quickly, moving towards Obanai. 

"Right. Two hours." 

They stood side by side, the fireflies moving as if to make room for Giyuu in the clearing, although they hovered around the Hashira.

It was silent, with the faint sound of cicadas somewhere in the distance.

Giyuu moved slightly, facing Obanai. 

Obanai looked up, meeting his eyes. "Hm?"

"Nothing." 

Obanai gave him a perplexed look, his hair framing his face in the light. Kaburamaru, who sat on Obanai's shoulders, seemed to notice something Obanai hadn't and appeared to be smiling to himself.

"Alright," Obanai murmured.

×××

« Word count: 550 » (pt.1)

×××

(pt.2):

The light had begun to filter through the dense forest when Obanai and Giyuu proposed to go back, their mission finishing as the sun rose.

They walked quietly, their presences soothing each other. 

Giyuu was lost in thought, his mind drawing out Obanai's figure standing admist the fireflies, looking like some goddamn angel. His heart beat abnormally fast at the thought and he wondered what the hell was wrong with him. Obanai hadn't been particularily kind to him before, never had given him a second glance.

And yet.

And yet, Giyuu was in love. Had fallen into some feverish dream of admiration, his eyes wandering over to the Serpent Hashira.

Obanai didn't seem to notice, at first, keeping to himself. He held a hand up to Kaburamaru, stroking the snake's head affectionately. But then he turned slightly, and caught Giyuu's eye. 

"Why do you keep staring at me?" Obanai asked, cocking his head. He didn't sound mad, not yet, at least. He sounded curious, only.

"I... Apologies," Giyuu murmured, turning his flushed face away.

Obanai stopped and Giyuu mimicked him, unsure what was going to happen.

"Do you need anything?" the shorter of the two asked, crossing arms. Although his tone stayed placid, his eyes had a interested light to them.

"No," Giyuu replied quietly. That was a lie. Yes, yes he needed something. He needed someone. 

"Mhm. You might as well be the worst liar in history," Obanai said pointedly, rolling his eyes.

"...Sorry."

 "Is something wrong?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "Just tell me, Tomioka."

"No... Why do you keep asking?" Giyuu said, changing the subject.

"You're the one who was staring at me. I have the right to know why!" Obanai said, which was a fair point, unfortunately. 

"...Okay," Giyuu mumbled. "But you won't like it."

"Obviously. I won't tell anyone what you say, if that makes you feel better," he offered. 

"Right." Giyuu hesitated. "I think I like you."

A pause.

"What?"

"I like you," Giyuu repeated.

"No, I heard that, don't... don't say it again," Obanai mumbled, flushed. He brought his hand up to his face, his sleeve obscuring his expression.

"Oh." 

There was another moment of silence as Giyuu waited for a reaction. 

"Are you mad?" he asked finally, unsure what to make of his unanswered confession.

"I'm not," Obanai said, albeit he turned away. "No. I'm not mad."

"Then... what?"

"You're talking a lot today," he said quietly, trying to steer away from having to answer. 

"I am?" 

"Yes."

"If you're not mad, then what are you?" Giyuu asked, going back to the previous subject.

"I'll... respond... later," Obanai murmured, starting to walk again, picking up his pace.

Giyuu, deciding this was fair, followed him quickly. 

The air was beginning to warm as the sun slowly made its ascent into the sky and the two Hashira found the path out of the forest, making their way back.

×××

« Word count: 500 »

it's short and it's silly and I'll probably have to write a part 3 but whatever 

love you all<3

« Word count (for pt.1+pt.2): 1050»

[jt1674]

[legendoftherisingtide]

i talked for three straight hours about bakudeku and togachako to someone who knew nothing about it.

tell me why i have wrote essays upon analyses of these two pairings for free that i don't even post. i have to write my analysis on actual classic literature and i am sitting here ranting about the wrong gay people

[sunnibits]

basically what I’m saying is just this

[tatzlyip]

playing possum. this was supposed to be a quick shitpost btw.

[ID: Art of Lawrence and Adam from Saw, based on the scene where Adam pretends to be dead. The piece has a film grain over it and slight chromatic distortion, as if viewed through a camera. Lawrence is a yellow bunny looking at the viewer. Adam, an opossum, is in the Family Guy death pose. End ID.]

[hecksupremechips]

Ah but okay real talk as someone who’s been through the whole “being gay while having severe trauma from a religious upbringing” experience, the good omens season 2 ending is so fucking accurate to the emotional turmoil you go through when discovering your sexuality while simultaneously not wanting to go to hell

Like throughout the whole show, and specifically its highlighted many times in this season, Aziraphale is trying so hard to believe that God is inherently good and that straying from that path is inherently bad and unforgivable. Cuz that’s the shit you’re taught when raised catholic! And him constantly trying to prove that Crowley belongs in heaven instead of hell is his way of trying to save Crowley from damnation, and by extension, himself

So when Aziraphale gets the offer to earn his place back in heaven with Crowley by his side, of course he takes it. It means that they can both convert and finally be together without consequence! And fuck, that just rings so true to me because I just remember when I was younger the way I was so scared of turning away from god, and even though id try to convince myself that maybe being gay isn’t a sin, it didn’t help. So I pretty much thought that I could find a loophole where I could theoretically be gay, but I’d have to be an extremely devout Catholic in order to cancel it out and guarantee my spot in heaven. Just in case being gay was a sin. And that’s essentially what is happening here, Aziraphale found a loophole where he can be with Crowley AND saved from damnation, all he has to do is pledge loyalty to heaven and get Crowley to do the same

But Crowley knows better. He knows that it won’t work like that. Even if they can be together now without damnation, it won’t be worth it because this ideology is toxic. He’s traumatized and fed up with this way of thinking that guarantees you’ll be saved as long as you don’t ask questions. He’s heartbroken that Aziraphale WOULD want that for them when it’s caused both of them nothing but misery. He’s hurt that someone he loves thinks he has to do this so they can be together, given how much Crowley emphasizes that he wants nothing to do with it. It’s frustrating as hell to not be listened to, to have someone not understand that you’re significantly happier when you don’t have to constantly repress your identity to please some god who is, quite frankly, a complete asshole

And the part where they kiss and Crowley makes it quite clear that his stance won’t change, that he actually WANTS damnation if it means they can be together, and Aziraphale says “I forgive you”? OOF that hits so hard

[internallydeadgamer]

I don't know if it's just me being delusional or Vanitas really changed his behaviour around Noé.

Like, in chapter 62 the Blue Moon Boy touches his vampire boyfriend companion so casually it makes my shipper heart melt.

[13eyond13]

actually stunned by how gay The Beatles has been all this time and I just never knew

[secret-strawberry]

i find it very funny that as soon as taub and foreman become roommates house starts teasing them with phrases like "burt and ernie" and "life partners" because obviously two older men living together is free ammo for gay jokes. . . . oh wait

[smile-files]

lollipop's sweetness just drives her batty!!

(objectober day 18: vampire)

[jt1674]