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#Hes so far in the closet hes in narnia
allhailthepandicorn · 4 months
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"I know you're an ace in the hole" is the best way to say "Get out of the closet, stupid" I have ever heard and I will be using it from now on. Rosie is a queen and I love her.
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usbotthrills · 2 years
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Richard : I’m TOTALLY straight but like anyone who studies classics is gay
Richard : I would do anything to study classics
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synthwavecryptid · 4 days
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I was laying here thinking about how I miss drawing neon and sparkle and thought hmm I should do a self indulgent ugly 90s gays piece
And then I realized the outfit I planned to put Dutch in... Is literally something I have seen my father wear in the 90s… Freud is doing flips in the grave rn
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nerdynanny · 3 months
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never forget i had the best url for my gaston blog back in the day.
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whatthefuckisasweep · 2 years
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imagine eddie is alive after IT Chapter 2, recovering at the hospital. he’s been unconscious for a long while, but he’s starting to finally wake up. once richie comes in and finds him as fast as he can (of course eddie woke up the one time he left), he has a REALLY hard time holding it together. he ends up cryin’ a lil on eddie’s chest, and eddie’s all like, patting him and keeping him close, trying to be like, “hey, im not… dead” in his own little eddie way. its a soft moment.
they lock eyes at one point, its serious now, after the innate joy. Richie tells him how brave he was, sincerely, and how he has to tell him something. he needs to, because he knows if it isnt now its gonna be never. ofc eddies like “anything”. they lean in a bit, close, and theres a sense that something really monumental is gonna happen. theres sparks and butterflies and breathing and slowly closing eyes and then—
And then the bedside phone rings.
It’s awkward for a few seconds, then Richie pulls away so Eddie can grab the phone.
its… myra. The conversation does not go swimmingly, as you can imagine, and eddie’s mood is kinda wrecked, but he supposes he’ll deal with it later. I mean he nearly died, so, he has a little leeway with it. He then, still concerned, asks richie about what he wanted to say, and then richie, remembering that eddie’s got a wife and that he’s still in a complicated spot, chickens out, just forces a laugh and goes, “Your hospital gown’s riding up. Are you really so short they had to give you a kids size or something?”
And eddie gives him an eyeroll, shoves him playfully (well, as much as a shove can be), laughs, and just flops back down.
“Annnnnd there’s the richie I know. God, you’re an asshole.”
“Im doin you a solid,” richie will say somewhat weakly.
But then Eddie will pull his gown down a bit when richie isnt looking because he doesnt want him to know that he maybe possibly considered he was telling the truth. richie will be too distracted to notice because…
The richie I know, he will think, Im just the Best Friend that Jokes.
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randomshenaniganery · 8 months
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Magic Carrot tries to figure out who the Repressed Gay Knight has a crush on
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loveoaths · 2 years
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archrries · 8 days
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If Bradley Uppercrust III won the first five years of the X-Games, then that means this mf has been in college for 7 years. You're telling me Mr. So–far–in–the-closet-the-locals-of-Narnia-know-him is in college for a DOCTORATE????? He's getting a motherfuckin PhD?????????
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coco-loco-nut · 23 days
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Peter
pairing: George Russel x Reader
summary: George broke his promise to you, never coming back
a/n: no Carmen hate, I couldn't bring myself to write another sad ending
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George Russell was everything to you. Your childhood best friend, first and only love, and first heartbreak. You used to follow him around like a lost puppy, him your fearless leader as you made up adventures. You look at the old cedar closet in your childhood bedroom, the one the two of you believed would lead to Narnia one day.
"Y/n, you okay?" your friend nudges you, noticing you not paying attention to the race. The two of you lay in your bed with snacks, as tradition dictates between you and her. Even after all these years, George still holds the place of your best friend, even after he's hurt you.
"Was it something I did? Why doesn't George call anymore?" you ask the question that has been on your mind for the past could years. Your mind travels back to the last time you saw him.
"Y/n, please don't cry, It's just goodbye for now, not forever," George says before leaving for another race. He just said that the two of you need to take a break while he focuses on his racing for the next couple months and you go to university.
"You'll come and find me?" you sniffle, not wanting him to leave, knowing the truth deep down.
"Of course, I promise, just have some growing up to do," George references your favorite book, wiping the tears from your eyes. You were just babes, barely 18.
"Cheer up, I got us tickets to Silverstone next weekend, my job even threw in paddock passes," your friend throws a piece of popcorn at you. She was there when you realized George wasn't coming back to you anytime soon. She made you promise not to let the lamp burn waiting up for him.
"Can't wait," your stomach churns at the thought of getting a glimpse of him and his new girlfriend. You will never admit that you stalked her socials and professional life. It always hurts more when people mention to you how well he's doing when you can't seem to move on.
As you enter the paddock with your overexcited friend, you can't help but let your thoughts be filled with George. Is he still a mind reader like he was for you? Did he still steal the scene in every room he walked in, always attracting your gaze?
"He looks good," your friend says saltily, in solidarity with you, as you look at the video of him playing on the video board.
"Life was always easier on him," you hum, shaking him from your mind. You scan the crowd, noticing the fellow Brit not far from you, but you don't realize he also notices you before his attention is brought back to his girlfriend. It's like you exist under the same moon but live in different galaxies now, a hurtful realization for both of you.
"Can we go explore another place, I don't want to hang here any longer," you don't need to provide any more explanation before your friend pulls you to another area, unknowingly causing the two of you to cross George's path. He says nothing, only staring at the both of you as you don't notice him. The last memory he has of you popping into his mind.
"It's just goodbye for now," George mutters under his breath, kicking himself mentally for unintentionally forgetting about his best friend.
"What was that, George?" Carmen asks, utterly confused.
"Nothing," he brushes the question off. I grew up, I can still find her. George toys with the thought before the guilt of thinking about you while he is with his girlfriend makes him stop. The guilt of the promise he never kept adds to the pit in his stomach.
"George, are you okay? There's something off about you today?" Lewis asks.
"I'm not sure," George says before telling Lewis all about you, the closet that you two thought led to Narnia, your first kiss, your first 'I love you', your last goodbye, and his broken promise.
"Sounds like you really messed up, so what are you going to do?" Lewis processes the story told to him by his teammate, vowing to look you up later.
"I don't know," George sighs, leaning back in his chair. He imagines you waiting at home after the racing season and your first year at Uni.
You never told your friend how you spent your first semester waiting for George, letting the lamp burn at night. You turned down countless guys asking for dates in the hope that you'd return, standing outside your dorm, ready to tell you all that he learned.
You will never say anything because you never lost the love, it just changes with your perspective. You learned from your broken heart. You stopped sitting by the window waiting for his return, realizing George was lost to the racing part of his life. His Instagram post of him not even 30 kilometers away from you partying with other drivers during your first year of Uni, captioned 'the Lost Boys' solidified that for you.
Now you both were 25, and you grew up. The shelf-life of those fantasies had expired long ago, and despite your heart wanting him, it was time for you to move on. You tried to hold onto those days when you had each other, but there is only so much oil in a lamp to burn, and it is time to turn out the light. As you turn it out, there is a knock on your door.
"Y/n?" George's voice calls out as your hand reaches the handle. You cautiously open the door.
"George?" You say, utterly confused. His heart sinks a little, expecting you to call him Georgie.
"I grew up, I'm sorry, but I'm here now, please forgive me," George pleads, and you invite him in.
"You broke your promise," is all you say as you sit in a chair across from him in your living room.
"I know, and I'm so sorry, seeing you at Silverstone reminded me how stupid I am," George says, moving closer to you. Your head snaps up.
"Silverstone? George that was months ago. I'm sorry, the woman who waited by the window turned out the light. You have a girlfriend now and after everything I don't think I can be just your friend," you say, trying to figure out why he's here.
"Had. I had a girlfriend. When I saw you all I could remember was that last conversation, and I realized I was trying to fill the hole in my heart where you were," George says and you stay silent for a moment, taking his words in.
"I don't think I could take another heartbreak like that," you whisper. George and Lewis social media stalked you and old friends. George noticed that you never moved on from him, staying single. When his mind wouldn't leave the idea of you, he very gently broke it off with Carmen. She deserved better than someone who was filling the spot of someone else. "You forgot about me," you accuse, even if it is the truth.
"I never will again, please, I finally finished growing up, I finally came to get you," his eyes fill with tears, putting the ball in your court.
"One week. You get one week to prove your case, I'll make up my mind from there," you relent slightly, keeping the ball in your court so you get the final say in what happens. No more promises that are oceans deep.
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redditreceipts · 1 month
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this was under a post about a TIM being sad that his girlfriend said that she was straight
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either the "straight" one in this relationship is so far in the closet he's already in Narnia, or (and this seems to be the more likely option), his "boyfriend" is actually a female who identifies as a gay man.
also, I love how they downvoted this person for saying that claiming to be straight whilst being in a same-sex relationship doesn't make any sense, and the only explanation is "sexuality is fluid". Yes, sexuality is fluid for some people. You know for whom sexuality is fluid? FOR BISEXUAL PEOPLE. being straight means that your sexuality is not fluid. so either this guy is incredibly deep in the closet, or he is partnered with a straight woman who wants to larp as a gay man
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queenlucythevaliant · 4 months
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under the wings
1. Polly would always always always remember the feeling of falling asleep beneath Fledge's feathered wings.
2. She'd been curled up close to his side with his coverts over her shoulders like a shawl. His pinions had stretched past her to break the night winds. She'd leaned into the crook of his wing, feeling softness on her cheek. When she turned over in the night, feathers brushed her from all sides, whispering against her skin.
3. If Polly could have wished for one thing, at twelve, at twenty, at sixty, it would have been the same: to live in that memory. If she might, she never would have emerged from her place beneath Fledge's tawny wings.
4. She loved her smuggler's cave because it was safe and small and hers. She loved all kinds of nooks and closets, window seats and beds with curtains and covers she could crawl under.
5. Digory never understood it. He himself liked wide open space and covering skies. "It's the same concept though, I think," Polly remarked once. "There's something lovely about the feeling of being underneath."
6. Polly was even, unfathomably, rather partial to certain bomb shelters, though she'd never have admitted it. How pleasant it was to fall asleep underground, curled up in a corner wrapped in a blanket, safe in the knowledge that she was too far down for anything to hurt her.
7. (And when she wasn't in a shelter and the bombs fell anyway, she squeezed her eyes shut and pictured tawny feathers all round her.)
8. Digory wrote her letters and she wrote back. His were full of ditches in the ground and hers of shelters, but they both liked to write about lions and the sky.
9. After the first war, it was easy for a pretty lady to talk her way into flying lessons with one of the hundred wayward pilots left over from the fighting.
10. He was a mechanic by trade, and he didn't mind unconventional women; but he told Polly she had no business in a cockpit if she didn't know her way around an engine. So, two summers after the war ended, she spent her mornings smearing oil across her ruffled blouses and learning how to make things fly.
11. (She would have married him, if ever he'd asked her- but he never did, and maybe it was for the best.)
12. As the years wore past, Polly met other little girls with ribbons in their hair. She told them stories and she taught them her magic, and when they cried she brought them into her hiding places the same way she'd once done with Digory Kirke.
13. They called her Aunt Polly - both those children that she cared for interbellum, and the ones that came after.
14. Once, Polly dreamed that it had been her instead. Aslan told her, you will be the grandmother of all the angels, and feathered wings sprang from her back. Once, Polly dreamed that it had been her instead of Fledge.
15. (She woke with the feeling of feathers still clinging to her shoulders, itching.)
16. During the second war, she worked at an aerodrome. Occasionally she flew with the training crews, but mostly she'd go out onto the tarmac after the sirens were done and stand in the shadows of airplane wings.
17. When Digory told her about the wardrobe, Polly went to his estate, pulled out all the coats, and shut herself in. She didn't have any notions of getting back to Narnia that way-- but she did it all the same.
18. Jill and Eustace made her laugh: Eustace, who hated heights, and Jill, who panicked in small spaces. Oh Lord, thought Polly, save me from the irony. She loved them anyway.
19. In the end, she died in a train crash and opened her eyes to something like fragrant, golden feathers.
20. And suddeny, Polly understood. They're weren't really Fledge's wings at all, were they?
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anika-ann · 8 months
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"7 minutes in..." - sneak peek
...this is probably only a temporary title. Yeah, I can't believe I signed up for this, but here we are 😂
Pairing: Steve Rogers x reader WC: 290 Warnings: none so far, not in this peek anyway 🤭 ...mention of claustrophobia?
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“Hm… I think we should play,” Natasha said, earning at least five shocked stares, including yours.
“What?!”
“We should definitely not,” Steve protested, leaning forward with a very displeased frown, his eyes as if burning as he glared murderously at Natasha for entertaining the trickster’s whim.
“I mean… why not, after all? Two people in a closet, in cramped space? What is not to enjoy?” Bucky added, clearly changing his mind about going to bed. He was next at the receiving end of Steve’s disapproval.
“Ask a claustrophobic, I’m sure they’d come up with a reason or two,” you hummed, earning a sardonic ha ha from the dark-haired supersoldier.
“I mean… who knows. Could be magical,” Tony wiggles eyebrows.
“Are we back to 13 going to 30?”
Wanda, Pepper, Maria and Sam said NO with impressive coordination.
“I must say I am intrigued as I cannot quite see the appeal. It would be an enriching experience for me to understand. What is the worst that can happen?” Vision questioned.
“You did not just ask that,” Sam complained.
“Please tell me it’s just a closet and not some sort of a portal to Narnia?” Pepper chimed in again, Loki’s smile surprisingly pleasant as he turned to her.
“It is simply a closet, my dear Lady Potts.”
“I don’t know you guys, it still sounds like a pretty bad idea,” you chuckled nervously as you felt the air shift towards agreement to participate in this ridiculous game.
“Seconded,” Steve grunted by your side.
“Too bad, I’m getting an empty bottle,” Tony blurted out as he jumped to his feet and reached for the nearest bottle indeed.
It was the perfect opportunity to walk away; it was the last chance to get out.
You didn’t.
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And I'm glad she didn't 😏😏 now with moodboard 💕
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eleonkraken · 6 months
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In Hbomberguy's new video, before he gets to the James Somerton of it all, he mentions another guy stealing a "so deep in the closet he's in narnia joke" from Jimmy Carr's 2007 comedy special
I'm just here to tell y'all if Jimmy Carr did come up with that joke, it had to have been earlier than 2007. Before I got into online fandoms I used to be ridiculously obsessed with the UK soap opera Emmerdale. One of the first queer relationships I ever saw on tv came from that show. As part of a drag performance, one of the characters says the line "he's so far in the closet he spends half his week in narnia". This episode aired on January 3rd 2006. I sincerely doubt the writer of this episode came up with the joke either, but we can definitely establish that Jimmy Carr didn't come up with it in 2007, as hbomberguy implies.
Here's a link to the Emmerdale clip, starting at 15:56.
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darkmasterofcupcakes · 9 months
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Crimson is both gay and homophobic. He's just so far in the closet that he's probably met the entire population of Narnia.
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tommykinard6 · 2 months
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I feel like some people are still confused over what part Tommy played in the begins episodes and what Hen and Chimney’s relationship with him is like.
First off, I’ve seen Tommy be mistaken for Sal DeLuca many times, who was an actual asshole that Bobby fired/transferred. He is also not Captain Gerrard, who was arguably the most homophobic and racist out of them all. Tommy was not an angel, don’t get me wrong, he said and did some shit. But let’s not throw the blame that belongs to others solely in his shoulders.
As for his relationship with Chim, Chimney and Tommy are shown to be friends after Chim saves Tommy’s life.
Chim: “How’s your head?”
Tommy: “Still fat, but clearer. You saved my life. Thank you.”
(Chimney Begins)
As for Hen, I think we have less of a defined bonding moment. She arguably got the worst treatment as a Black lesbian from the OG 118. However, after she and Chim rescue a child from a submerged car that the rest of the station refused to believe existed, Tommy (and Sal) both approach her to commend her actions.
Tommy: “We would’ve found it eventually. But eventually would’ve been too late.”
(Hen Begins)
He then shakes her hand, much like he did when Chim and he became friends. Hen seems to accept the bridge for the peace offering it is.
In Bobby Begins, Tommy isn’t an issue, Sal is. We see Tommy being friendly with both Hen and Chim. When the montage shows Tommy leaving the 118, he gets a big send off from the station and Hen shoves him into the cake.
I definitely want a Hen and Tommy exchange now that we know Tommy is queer in some way. I want that so much, actually. I feel like watching Hen be out and proud could’ve been inspiring for him, but watching the OG 118, I think it’s easy to understand why he was so deep in the closet he was in Narnia.
But I’ve seen people say that Hen hates Tommy and that Chim resents him and I just want to point out that thus far, we have little proof to back that up.
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glamangel3766 · 10 months
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Just got into the Ace Attorney fandom/franchise 🏛🏵⚖️
I have a question(or 2)(I tend to ramble) for the veteran fans followed by a few theories/ headcanons/ observations I made as I delved into the rabbit hole that is my shiny new addiction/obsession. (*Please note I'm awful at spelling. Spellcheck can only do so much for my jelly brain)
Question:
Is shipping WrightWorth just a natural part of the initiation/transition into the fandom or is that just the fujoshi in me getting a bingo on a card with all my fave shipping tropes?
These 2 lawyers act like rivals, claim to be friends since childhood, but are desperately in love with each other in reality and anyone with even half a brain cell can tell. This ship gives me strong vibes of "I hate how much I love you but won't say a thing because I believe you deserve better and I'm not ready to deal with the truth of how much I value you" Miles Edgeworth x "I will sing your praises if you'd just let me and alter my whole life to be within your presence because I don't want a life where you aren't a part of it" Pheonix Wright.
Theory/headcanon/observation(s):
I totally agree with the fandom that Pheonix would openly love Legally Blonde. However, I think Miles would secretly love it more after Pheonix forces him to watch both the movie and musical, but only deny his love for it because the song "Gay or European" calls him out too much and he feels offended by that. How DARE a song from a musical based on a movie call him out like that in front of his dearest-childhood-friend-totally-not-first-love-now-turned-husband and their adopted children like that!?!
I feel like even the homophobes can see Miles Edgeworth has the vibes of a bitter old gay man, but this prosecutor is so far in the closet that his shipping address is Narnia
How can anyone say Wrightworth isn't legit/canon? They're either a bickering old married couple or a newly divorced couple that's too proud to admit they still love each other and want to get back together. You cannot convince me otherwise. Either way they still always find things to argue about, but end up aggressively making out in a violent and heated passion then(if divorced) just as aggressively deny that they ever locked lips.
FOR CONTEXT: I watched the Game Grumps do a let's play of it and I'm currently playing through the Trilogy game(s(?)*) on the Switch and know bits and pieces through repeating themes in fan-made content. (I also want to watch the anime but haven't decided if I should finish playing before starting.)
* I'm still not fully used to how the story is structured like a book series, but I'm close. I'm at around 90% used to it. Like I understand it in my head but when I need to put it into actual words it makes my brain hurt.
Thank you for coming to my TedTalk
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