i will never love anything as much as rocks people love rocks. damn. shout out to geologists.

ok ok ok gays

pitching a new film, "One of Your Girls" starring Troye Sivan as a drag performer at a gay bar and Ross Lynch as an Athlete. On his way to a bar with his friends he gets lost, he stumbles into a gay bar where Troye is performing, without realizing its a gay bar. She's gorgeous, after her show, they're sitting at a bar together chatting when Ross is like "I know we just met, but I need a girl to bring to these sports banquets (I don't fucking play sports Idk)" and Troye, who is in drag, thinks Ross is bi/pan/bi-curious and thats why he's in this bar so he agrees, sort of a pretty woman moment. But Ross doesn't know that Troye is in drag because he's a delirious fucking himbo (duh). So Troye goes to all these events with Ross, they start to fall in love. One day on his jog through the park, Troye (out of drag) runs into Ross and some of his Homies (per the song) and without realizing who Troye is, Ross invites him to join their game of Sport. later on, after one of ross's events, troye realizes Ross is not bi/pan and doesn't know he's in drag. He runs out into the pouring rain. Ross runs after her, her makeup is melting off (its a movie, suspension of disbelief but also, we establish early on in the film that Troye is out of setting spray and keeps forgetting to pick it up). Troye apologizes for having misled him, but Ross just says "I'm sorry, I need a minute to think about all this". Troye takes this as a rejection, but Ross takes an opportunity over the next few days to do some reflecting. He thinks his teammate Daryll's ass is great, he's always been jealous of Javier's legs, maybe it was never jealousy. He is bi/pan. Troye is at work performing her new song "One of Your Girls" when Ross runs in. After the show he confesses. They're in love. Also the bar belongs to Charli XCX.

Corny, Pretty Woman meets She's the Man because gay people also need stupid bad romcoms

i forgot there were cishets at this school (a majority cishet school) and the TEA i just heard what the hell do these bitches (respectful) have going on??? we're on two different campuses istg

This is actually about WWDITS but

Warning: Buffy TVS Spoilers

what if the real reason Nandor and Guillermo can't be together is because Nandor thinks its like Buffy where if he is in any way physically intimate with Guillermo/falls in love with Guillermo he'll turn evil like Angel. fucking guy is a himbo

or MAYBE having sex with Memo would kill him (see: Nadja and Laszlo, re: Laszlo died in the middle of fucking Nadja and honestly, maybe she didn't mean to turn him)

[Sediment/Sentiment] Fluxes

The Yukon River exports sixty megatons of sediment per year away into the Bering Sea, the majority of it silt and clay derived from the glaciers carving stone at its headwaters. We call this measurement, movement quantified over time, a flux.

I kissed them the night before they left the hemisphere on an exploration geology contract, a two year visa. They study ores, hard rock, mapping what has sat solid in earth for an age, waiting. Their hands were callused already from the heft of samples.

They study ores, and I study fluxes -- water, sediment, salt, ice. My hands are finicky, shaky things, carved for the precision of catching a change in the act. You cannot hold a flux, only bear witness.

I kissed them in a liminal bedroom, half-boxed, walls bared. I took off my binder and we laughed -- oh, fluxes -- at how when they return, we will be changed, both, irrevocably and unavoidably, sure as every river I've known rises each spring and reworks the geometry of its own banks.

To live is to be in flux. It is my honour and joy, queer geologist I am, to bear witness.

We kiss, forehead to forehead, eyes open. Their hand presses into mine, chipped nail polish, calluses blooming. Sixty megatons of sediment, passing through my spread fingers --

They study what stays. I study what leaves.

at least there's gay people

took an edible and now i'm listening to choral pieces in fucking latin

Do any other agender people conceptualize their gender as just… themself? I’m not a man, I’m not a woman, I’m not a combination of either, I’m not a third different thing that belongs to a recognizable social group, etc. Like I don’t fuckin know man. I’m having a Me Party.

being someone’s loser boyfriend would legit be so gender affirming for me. i was meant to be a guy who sucks

i need to be thrown like a wii remote in those caution screens before you play the game.

glass of water is so epic

to err is human, to rock is lobster

one thing laszlo cravensworth is going to do is be a father figure and mentor.

oh, his buddy colin robinson is dying? time to show him a cool car they can fix and drive together

wait hold on, calin robinson is a baby? he is going to father the hell out of that kid to help him be as well rounded and interesting as possible

oh shit guillermo is a weird little freak! time for laszlo to do experiments to 1. help his friend out as best he can 2. teach him science 3. have quality bonding time under the guise of something else

and when things go sad with nandor's ritual? he's there to quickly make things as right as possible for the ones he cares about, even if its inconsequential to him personally.

I don't know what's happening but every time I buy sour gummy worms they just disappear like I buy it and then I black out and then the bag is empty

This is what’s in my head instead of a brain, btw.

the horrors persist, but at least I can do a little jigsaw puzzle on my computer about it

New wwdits headcanon: Nandor was obsessed with ABBA in the 70s because he misheard 'Fernando' as 'For Nandor'