#im so gay oh my fucking god

[moldy-cheese-being]

confidently doing gay shit and THEN processing it is fun bc it's like "OH! 😃 i did that!!!!" and yhen you FUCKIN DIE AJSJJDJERJRJRJ

#nyx says stuff #im so gay OH MY FUCKING GOD

[bread-that-draws]

Flowey’s so funny and has me so fucked up like he’s a talking flower. He tries to kill you upon your first interaction. He is ten years old. He is damaged beyond repair. He’s a flower named Flowey. He’s become friends with every single character. He’s killed all of them countless times. He knows everything about everyone. He doesn’t care anymore. He takes care of his mom when she can’t take care of herself. He’s killed her before. He doesn’t care if you kill her. He thinks she’s trying to replace him. He just wants to be himself again. He wants to destroy everything. He hates you. You’re the only one who understands him. He wants his best friend back. He’s terrified of them. He believes in kill or be killed because he died by giving mercy to the wrong person. He believes himself to be the wrong person. He doesn’t understand when you show him that kindness he showed others, even when you know he could kill you for it. He’s tried every route. He asks you if you have anything better to do when you try to do the same. He’s a direct reflection of the player. He’s a fucking talking flower named flowey and his only voice line is by Ronald McDonald and his officially licensed plush does a little dance for you

#‘Flowey would listen to i bet on losing dogs by Mitski and cry until he throws up and Chara calls him cringe from beyond the grave’ #-me to my friend when I ranted about this last night #he has me so fucked up like oh my god #how is the best character a fucking talking flower #I love undertale’s writing so much like it’s mastered minimal evidence giving away the biggest parts of characters #i can analyze him i can study him under a microscope #i can put him in a terrarium with a sticky note that says gay baby jail you know #he has me SO fucked up #flowey #flowey the flower #asriel #asriel dreemurr #I’m talking about flowey btw not asriel i know they’re the same person but not to me #like how i consider little baby me and fucked up 13 year old me different people #asriel sits on the playground and cries when nobody wants to play warrior cats with him #and flowey sits in the back of classrooms and answers ‘life is MEANINGLESS’ to every question #not speaking from experience ofc (im lying) #love my edgy flower *puts a magnifying glass up to him and notes how fucked up he is* #i think more characters need to be fucked up beyond repair #undertale #utdr #character analysis

[cowboythewizard726]

big fan of the gorgeous beautiful man covered in blood and sweat

#FUCK i NEED to EAT THIS GUY #laios laios laios... #laios touden #laios dungeon meshi #laios dunmeshi #dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #dungeon meshi spoilers #delicious in dungeon spoilers #GET IN MY HOUSE RIGHT NOW #woah #doo you think he la #laiosssss.....save me laios.... save mee....... #ough bnuguhjh #oh my GOD #hes actually; really beautiful #but i aint gay dont dont go around saying im gay alright #hey babe love when ur experiencing the horrors btw its a great look on you #nned to like sink my teeth into the top of his head or his whole cheek and thrash my head back in forth #im not gay #next post may be him being whimper dog man thing hes so buddy #or when he looks determined or when he looks like a cutie pie #me when the character has a range of emotions and expressions #just wow hes so versatile #but hes so pretty like genuinely i love his face #good face of his right there cant wait to sink my teeth into it #laios #laiosss.

[mblue-art]

hhappy pocky day 11/11!! here's some self-indulgence ft oreo man///

#mblue art #self insert #cross!sans #forgive the cursing but oh my god im so fucking gay for cross what is this doki doki bullshit (it is 3am) #'just a quick doodle' i said; hrs earlier #'hey lets try to color it more actually' - 'oh no its cute' #anyway bless references 🙏 glad they exist #also unFAIR a pocky game AND a kabedon??? WOW this is what i get for giving him 2 boxes of choco and cookies and cream pocky??? smfh #its like he cranked up his rizz meter and went all in #ok im shutting up before the brain filter yeets outta my head #guys forgive my 3am sleep deprived brain it's running on simp fuel istg #@ that friend who encouraged me to draw the idea you know who u are (index pointing emoji) #pocky #CM

[spaciebabie]

i love muscular women i love women who are absolutely jacked i love women who look like they could rip my head from my body i love women who could end my life with a single punch ta the jaw

#oh my godd #sorry. my demons. #spacie spoinks #god i love women have u ever seen a woman b4 guys arent they neat #fuck women are so pretty and cool #what the fuckinkg fuck #im looking up references and im getting a bunch of jacked women thats what inspired this godd they're so fucking hot #FUCK I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LO #OH MY GODDDD #HELP #GAY GAY GAY HOMOSEXUAL GAY

[jestroer]

Can Scar please please please please team up with someone this week. Anyone. Please, I don't want the repetition of Last life. He is going to die alone again please

#im being dramatic but my god #please Scar's last life made me so sad #He can die whenewer he wants but there needs to be someone who would be really sad about it bro i can't do this again #please #the fact that he didn't team up with grian because oh his task is killing me HE DIDNT EVEN SUCCEED IN IT BRO WHAT IS THE POINT OF THIS WORL #FUCK THIS GAY EARTH #shitpost #secret life smp #secret life spoilers #goodtimeswithscar #secret life #like please #Mr Goodtimes you need to be in a team in the death games you cant win it alone Mr Goodtimes pleASE #im having a moment

[venusmages]

I love online nerds' weird obsession with fiction vs reality bc both me and my partner have had ppl call us not gay enough bc one or both of us make f/m and m/m pairings more often than f/f

like. you should be thanking me. no one has gay and het ships as good as lesbians. its a secret sauce. you write men better when you have no irl interest in them and they're just barbie dolls

#dyke fujoshis are gods strongest soldiers #*gets shot by other gen zs* #also im more picky w f/f and i think its purely bc i do have an actual interest in women yk #also ill say it. a lot of fandom popular lesbian ships are either underdeveloped or boring as fuck #the first ones ive seen that ive liked has been bg3 stuff (laezel...my beloved...) #i think a lot of fandom lesbian shit tries to make it Gay Girls but Het anyway and its not my bag #also im mostly fem4fem and the only fem4fem media USUALLY #is written by straight guys (ew) #so its either weirdly disonnant or completely unsexy #shout out to the artists i follow that give te good fem lesbian art though i eat that shit up #i have a feeling dungeon menshi is gonna be one im actually about #OH I LIKED CAITLYN AND VI TOO

[taikanyohou]

#The Category Is Beautiful Bisexuals With Their Beautiful Bikes. TIFFY - Lovely Writer (2021). WIN - Between Us (2022).

#lovely writer #between us #tiffy #win #asianlgbtqdramas #asiandramasource #* #faiza gifs #yeah im SO fucking GAY for these 2 LIKE OH MY GOD. I LOOOOOOOOOOOVE BEING BI I LOVE IT

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

heya, i have to wake up in three hours but! here's another lil human au snippet! ft. lightly implied Laughingstock! disclaimer i am so so tired so don't come at me for typos or strangely worded sentences or missing info <3

~

Before heading home, Eddie swings by a charming little store he’s been to once or twice before. He usually goes to the chain store by his house, but he doesn’t feel like dealing with the hustle and bustle and the endless aisles. This little store is quiet, nice, and strangely has everything anyone could need. 

The lot is mostly empty at this hour, so Eddie claims a spot right at the front. As with the other times, the windows are littered with displays and stickers - half off on this, sale on that. Eddie enters Howdy’s Place with the chime of the door’s shopkeeper’s bell. He’ll get what he needs and get out, quick and easy and peacefu-

Boisterous laughter slams into Eddie like a hammer, so sudden that he jumps in place. An employee stocking cans nearby glances weirdly at him. Eddie clears his throat and hurries into the nearest aisle as the laughter tapers off. The silence barely lasts a second before loud chatter starts up. It’s too fast and muffled for Eddie to understand, but he can pick out two distinct voices - one deep, one less so but still decidedly masculine. 

Eddie tries to tune it out as he gathers what he needs. Toothpaste, some paper towels, shampoo. For the hell of it, he nabs a box of classic bran muffins from the spacious food section. He lingers for a moment, enjoying how far-away the conversation seems at the other corner of the store. Unfortunately, theft is illegal, so Eddie is forced to move towards the noise.

A strange thing about the store - it’s a combination general store, antique shop, and diner, complete with a miniature gift shop separating the two. One long checkout counter stretches from the open store area, behind the gift shop, and into the diner, where the conversation is coming from. An interesting setup, but an understandable one. It allows anyone behind the counter to move fluidly between customers and sections.

As Eddie approaches, the conversation becomes slightly clearer. 

“-said, no wonder you didn’t get her number!” the deeper voice barks, and the two dissolve into that almost-too-loud laughter again. 

As it tapers off, the other voice says, “Sounds like a real charmer! But really, you oughta be careful, Barn. One of these days someone’s gonna throw a right hook at ya.”

Eddie’s eyebrows shoot up. A transatlantic accent? He hasn’t heard that anywhere outside of real old movies and a queen he once knew. It sounds natural too, like the man was born to sound like he belongs on a 1920s radio show. It nudges something in the back of Eddie’s mind. He’s started to get really sick of that nudge.

“Oh, this guy did.”

“No kidding? I don’t see a shiner.”

“Well, yeah. I went left.”

Both of them laugh again, and Eddie feels a tiny tug at the corner of his mouth. That wasn’t funny enough to garner an actual laugh in his opinion, but it wasn’t unfunny. 

Eddie steps up to the counter and quietly puts his acquired items on it, not wanting to interrupt. He chances a glance to the side - walking space in front of the counter’s length lets him see right down into the diner.

A large man with dyed-blue hair and an interesting fashion sense is at the bar, talking to an employee leaning against the other side. The employee doesn’t really catch Eddie’s gaze, but the other man… Eddie swears he’s seen him before. He studies him from the corner of his eye, not wanting to be rude but unable to mind his business. 

“Our bouncer didn’t even get a chance at the action - the idiot knocked himself out tryin’ a second swing!” The customer says. His deep voice, wavering with humor, only adds to the sense of familiarity. Metal glints in his right ear. Eddie knows this man from somewhere.

The employee shakes his head, tutting. His busy hands polish a vintage pitcher. “I swear, you get all the crazies.”

“Makes for a good story, though.” The customer takes a sip from his tall milkshake and scoffs. “Though if it wasn’t all well-ending, amusing bull, I doubt I’d be so tolerant.”

Minutes drag by as the two keep talking. Eddie goes from patiently waiting to awkwardly trying to get the employees attention. If only there was someone else behind the counter, but the only other staff member is elsewhere, likely still stocking shelves. 

The two men are too absorbed in their little world, even though both are facing Eddie’s way. The customer has both elbows on the counter, one of them bent to prop up his chin. The employee has his hip leaned against the edge as they chat. They’re obviously very familiar with each other, and clearly deeply enjoy each other's company. 

Still - and Eddie is sorry to say, but it’s bad customer service. He’s not in a rush, but he’d still like to be on his way home. He could be fishing out the complex keys right now. He checks his phone - he’s been here for nearly fifteen minutes. Picking out the items took less than five. 

Eddie sighs, staring at the various cigarette packs displayed behind the counter. He’s never seen the appeal in smoking, but as the laughter starts up again, he almost wishes he did. He’s going to treat himself to a very long shower once he gets home. 

The store’s other employee walks behind the counter, carrying a box. Eddie lights up. Finally - she pointedly clears her throat and heads into the back. 

The constant conversation stalls for the barest moment, and he looks over. The customer grins at him for a second - lord he’s handsome - before turning that grin towards his friend.

“You’re losin’ your touch, Howds,” he teases, bringing his shake straw to his lips.

“I resent that statement. You’re just distracting.”

“Lil’ me? Distracting? C’mon, you can just tell me I’m pretty to my face. I’ll take it like a champ, I swear!”

“Ha, good try.” The employee sets the pitcher down and starts to mosey in Eddie’s direction. “Your ego is big enough for the both of us as is. One more compliment and your head’ll pop like a balloon.”

“Well, given that most balloons don’t really pop, they just kinda deflate slowly-”

“Sorry for the wait!” the employee says loudly in a glaringly obvious customer service tone. He stops in front of Eddie with a cardboard smile. At the other end of the counter, the familiar man snickers and hides his grin behind his drink. “I trust you found everything you did - and didn’t! - need.”

Eddie just stares up at him for a moment. At six-one, Eddie hasn’t felt small in a very long time. He usually stands at least a full inch above other people. This employee - Howdy, his name tag states - has several more on him.

“Uh, y-yes, I uh, I did,” Eddie stammers, glancing at his items. 

“Wonderful! And again, my sincerest apologies for the delay. My friend makes a game out of keeping me from my job.” Howdy shoots his ‘friend’ a glare with enough heat in it to make an ice cube sweat. 

“No worries.”

Howdy scans the items at an almost frightening speed. Beep, into a paper bag. Beep, in. Beep, beep - “Oh, no.”

“What?” Eddie says, dread plucking at his ribs as Howdy holds the bran muffins and shakes his head. “Is there somethin’ wrong?”

“Indeed there is! You’re making a mistake with these. They’re absolutely horrible, I tell ya - and bad for you, too!” Howdy tuts and puts the box to the side. “No, no, you don’t want those.”

“I… don’t?”

“Not if you knew better! Lucky for you, I’m here to set you straight. What you need is-” he snaps his fingers, “Barnaby, be a pal and-”

“Already on it,” ‘Barnaby’ says, appearing next to Eddie.

If Eddie weren’t already paralyzed, he’d jump right out of his skin from how Barnaby towers over him. He has to be a scant inch or so shorter than Howdy, but he still makes Eddie feel tiny. Unfortunately, Barnaby is even more handsome up close. 

“Here ya go.” Barnaby hands a plastic container to Howdy and taps it, smiling lazily down at Eddie. “I’d take his advice on this one. Those bran-named muffins may sound fancy, but they’re pretty crumby! You want muffins of quality. Real breadwinners!

Eddie can’t help a soft laugh. “Breadwinners, heh, that’s a good one.”

“Are you selling these or am I?” Howdy says, raising a bushy eyebrow. 

“Hey, I’m just doin’ what you asked! I’m bein’ a pal.”

“And I - I’m sorry," Eddie interjects, "but you’re awfully familiar. Do I know you from somewhere?”

“Eh, I’ve been around, but uh… you ever been to [INSERT GAY BAR NAME HERE]?”

Howdy clears his throat. “I’m trying to make a sale here, Barn. You can flirt on your own dime when you’re not costing me mine.”

“Didja know your nose gets redder when you’re jealous?”

Howdy rolls his eyes and shoves Barnaby in the diner’s direction. Barnaby goes with a hearty snicker. Despite the joke, Eddie thinks it has some merit as Howdy scans the final item and rings him up, considerably frostier than before.

Belatedly, Eddie realizes that he didn’t actually agree to the different muffins. Too late now. “Say, what kind of muffins are those?”

“Poppyseed-lemon.”

Eddie relaxes - that is a lot better than boring bran. “Y’know, my mother loved poppyseed-lemon muffins.”

“Did she now,” Howdy drawls.

“Like you wouldn’t believe! If baking was so much as mentioned, she’d jump right on houndin’ us to whip some up for her, or send us to go buy some. We’d never even get a taste! They’d be gone the moment they hit the air, I tell ya.” Eddie chuckles. “Took me a while to understand what all the fuss is about, but man was she right. They are good!”

“Uh-huh. Well, we have a fresh batch delivered every morning. They’re not the same type every time, mind you, but I can promise that they’re all of the highest quality.”

“Breadwinners, right?” Eddie jokes. Howdy doesn’t blink, but Barnaby snorts. He’ll take it. “I might have to come by more often, if that’s the case! Thank you kindly, sir.”

“Mhm, have a good day.” Howdy hands him the bag and strides away without a glance. The dismissal is clear as day. “Say, Barn, did you hear about the racket one of those cult crackpots stirred up at our dear friend’s tearoom?”

Eddie doesn’t catch the tail-end of the sentence as he hurries away, but he frowns. Cult? What cult? There’s a cult? He certainly didn’t hear of one before moving here, and none of his background checks had turned up anything of the sort. He hopes it was just a figure of speech. 

The door chimes again as Eddie leaves. It isn’t until he’s in his car that the embarrassment of that whole exchange catches up with him. If he had a nickel for every time he’d made a fool of himself in front of a gorgeous, strangely familiar man, he’d have three nickels. At the rate he’s going, he’ll either be rich, or he’ll have to move. 

Eddie subtly tries to peek around the store’s window displays from the safety of his car. He catches a scant glimpse of blue hair - come to think of it, it’s a similar shade to Wally’s. But where Wally’s had, to Eddie’s memory, been uniformly dyed right down to his eyebrows, Barnaby’s rich brown roots were obvious. His beard and eyebrows weren’t dyed, either. 

As Eddie relaxes back into his seat, he re-reads at the store’s name. The color drains from his face and he barely restrains himself from slamming his forehead against the steering wheel.

Oh, of course. Of course he made a fool of himself in front of the owner. Eddie can never come back here again. And it was such a nice store…

#wait wym this is almost 2k words what the Fuck! #ok! the writing gods blessed me tonight i guess! #anyway slight context - #in my mind there's a whole Plot and stuff for this au #where it starts off with eddie running into The Group™️ and meeting them mostly separately #before they all meet up and go 'hey yeah you guys ran into eddie from high school too? cool. he's ours now' #and forcibly drag eddie into their little Circle #wh modern human au #snippets from the bog #also sorry about the [INSERT GAY BAR NAME HERE] lmfao i cant come up with one atm #i want it to be wh-related and Clever #but i am not very clever on a good day and this has been a bad one! and again! im tired! #i. dont know how to tag this. whatever! if you see it you see it! #ok im going to sleep. for a whopping three hours before my alarm goes off. *less than three. Sigh. #i always do this! its like 'oh i have to wake up early tomorrow! lets not sleep at all! im feeling so creative!' #gonna go think about this au's laughingstock as i drift to sleep #FOR THREE. HOURS. #have i mentioned the three hours????

[teyvat-writer]

edited Toji panels <3

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk toji #toji fushiguro #god im so fucking gay for him oh my god

[quibblegoobe]

finally finished suckening ep 6 and oh my god. oh my god? arthur. arthur. arthur, ok? do you understand me. arthur. hello. can anyone hear me.

#ferris quiddlegoose brain thoughts #jrwi #jrwi the suckening #THE WHOLE. SCENE WITH HIS SIRE. GOD. OH MY GOD #arthur was so boring to me and now im obsessed with him fuck this gay earth #im literally. oh my god. ineed to brearhw

[computerboyboobs]

Gabe probably has gifted kid syndrome. Hes only ever tasted victory but as soon as he hit a bump in the road (v1), what was supposed to be the supportive "adults" (council) immediately punished him.

ANON YOUR BRAIN. YOUR BRAIN

#asks #YOU'RE SO FUCKING RIGHT?????? how did i never realize that oh my god #doesnt one of the terminals say he was viewed as one of the most powerful angels??? #and the second he wasnt Heavens Most Speciallest Boy they made a fool of him in front of the entire council and outcasted him #and of course he grew up to be gay and transgender. even more proof /j #im thinking so hard ab this rn thank you anon

[anisohtropy]

kaveh’s really pulling the words out of my brain. this wip was supposed to be just quick practice writing kavetham before I start on my howl’s au for them, but it’s not done and it’s like 13.5k? what’s going on? how did I get here? this isn’t even a complicated wip it’s just my take on kaveh’s participation in the championship event 

idk something about depressed blonde man is making my brain go whrrr and kick out bangers like “guilt is as natural to him as breathing” and “the difference between martyrdom and surrender is nothing on the scale of the universe” like who comes up with that? not anyone who isn’t still unstable from finals that’s for sure anyway I’m almost done with it so watch out

#kavetham #kavehtham #haikaveh #kaveh #alhaitham #genshin #genshin impact #and i keep dropping bangers too #i have literally no right to be going this hard for a silly wip i started to distract me from finals #kaveh is going through the ringer #i am putting him through it #but its okay because unlike hoyo i will give him a boyfriend as compensation #fellas is it gay to know someone so well you don't need words to communicate #fellas is it gay to be desperately worried about your friend leaving you so you decide to leave them first after a major argument #but you end up living together later and oh god they're in love with you and you're terrified #also you're still blaming yourself for your father's death and your therapist is a literal god #kavehs so fucked up thank god haithams functional #one day ill finally finish this thing and be happy with it #im gonna shoot everyone with my nerf gun full of angst #itll be great #someone will cry for sure

[maddiebuckettebuckley]

buck is going to be DEVASTATED when he figures out he’s lost his ally card….

#hen’s gonna be like well you’re literally in a gay relationship so you’re not really a gay ally anymore. I guess you’re still a trans ally?? #and he’s gonna be like oh YEAH fuck yeah thank god. I love trans people. im gonna put a trans flag in my bio.

[theokusgallery]

Ma no pandora 🌟

i am. completely incoherent

#im already gushing and keysmashing at you on discord so im just going to. let people look at it. #admire it. print it. frame it. put it on their wall. worship it every morning. #just me? just me okay #this is maybe the best coolest thing anyone's ever done #i am going insane. #tosteur-gluteal #ask #fanart #arsenic #le charisme putain je. #ok non faut que j'arrête de regarder le dessin parce que je. je perds mes mots à une vitesse impressonnante #(swoons and falls over and faints) #omori #you should post this on your blog. its good art and you need to like #people need to fucking see this from your blog it's so. it's so good just. oh my god just look at it #im making incoherent gay noises right now.

[skrunksthatwunk]

thinking about how guts decided to seek out his own personhood and life's ambition and dream and whatever so he could be a true friend to griffith by griffith's definition of one but like. the point is a degree of independence from griffith. the point is to find somebody who yearns like he does but as a peer and guts is like shit i gotta find something or griffith won't like me anymore. head in my hands his desire to become his own person is Still About Griffith And What Griffith Wants

#theyre so gay i need to hit them with baseball bats until they stop moving #i hate them i hate them i hate them they should not be together i hate them gnawing my hands off #berserk #griffguts #<- i s'pose yeah #thought about them again from a fucking. incomprehensible video about griffith being a sigma who watches skibidi toilet or whatever #i understand like 30% of that video.. im losing touch with the youth.... #his identity would still be defined by whether or not griffith thinks he's independent enough to be a true friend #and such like. oh my god. their unmatched codependency is fucking wild