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#time for gay awkwardness!

scripteur · 1 year

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❝ i’ve been worried you might do something like this. ❞ from @n1hilnovi, for bets

gomorrah couldn't really be said to sparkle under the desert sun. rather, it seemed to smolder, all gas fire, chipped paint, and garish neon. the ncr soldiers who usually lingered outside were nowhere to be seen; bets hoped it was a sign of good luck ( or at least a sign of less trouble ). they needed every ounce of it if they were going to make it out of the omertas' den of vipers alive.

" come on, 'cade. " she elbowed the doctor in the ribs lightly. " better than the white glove society, yeah? figured you'd hate those assholes more. " then with a pointed let's get this over with look, she started off toward the looming column entrance.

the gomorrah dancers certainly noticed the strange pair loitering outside of the lucky 38 across the strip — since stepping into new vegas, bets found herself being stared at far more than she was comfortable with — but their idle glances quickly turned to raucous calls and come-ons. a string of hey baby's and wanna dance, darling?'s and i could show you some fun's all hit in one great, overwhelming wave. sure, bets could flirt like the best of 'em ( even corporal betsy's aggressive sort of forwardness couldn't scare her ) but this was something else.

tipping her hat, the courier managed, " evenin', ladies, " without a pause in her step.

#n1hilnovi #ᴅʏɪɴɢ ᴀɪɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ( ʙᴇᴛꜱ. )#tw sex work #time for gay awkwardness!

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voilaammayi · 4 months

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John Watson saying you join me and my companion/colleague/friend/flat mate while the only thing I can think of is oh please cut the bullshit.

Companion is already the gayest word in existence and yet you want to salvage yourself by flat mate in a desperate try of not using roommate which is actually nothing more than just the second gayest word in existence and you and I both know it.

Who do you think you’re fooling John, my beloved sweet summer child, only yourself I’m afraid.

#sherlock and co #it’s all about the childlike wonder and awkward words fumbling with this man #don’t you even try taking him away from me #actually who’s gonna bet with me that john will be the last person to know that he himself has fallen in love with sherlock #not would but will because it w i l l happen one day #like come on companion?? are we in the victorian times once again trying not to get arrested for the gayness or what please #do you mean companion like maybe achilles and patroclus? yeah well they were gay #or maybe companion like ennis del mar and jack twist that summer on brokeback mountain? oh no would you look at that they were gay too #you ain’t fooling anybody darling #john watson #sherlock #sherlock holmes #johnlock #goalhanger #goalhanger podcasts #sherlock & co

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apatheticlexicographer · 2 years

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THE BITCH IS COMPLETE

some fuckin IDIOT decided to shade it :///

it looks like ASS when i flip the canvas but i no longer care sfhsdkfj

insp under the cut

naturally, this is the template

mike is wearing this shirt bc it was the gayest thing that came up when i searched “abba shirt 80s vintage”

holly is ofc wearing her s4 fit bc it was a slay

(even if it did kinda make her look like alice creel)

i also gave her hello kitty hair bobbles bc idk she deserves them

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voiider · 1 month

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I think mayhaps that Batman should exclusively be a member of the Justice League Dark. He doesn't really like working with people but also sometimes John Constantine is like "You know Batsy, If you help me save the world by proxy it saves Gotham" So he does begrudgingly. But only sometimes when they need help with some things because he's like a very good detective and sometimes you need that! But also mostly I just want the rest of the Justice League to not believe that The Batman is real??

There's an issue that they need dealt with and they think it's a demon so they call Constantine and he's like "nah mate, this is just weird ritualistic sacrifices, I got a call to B-man on this one"

And Superman is like "haha The Batman isn't real... Right?" And then they meet him and he is very much real.

And Diana is all like "Oh Clark you silly, obviously The Batman is real" But internally she's like "holy shit The Batman is real???"

Green Arrow still doesn't believe it because he keeps missing any mission that The Batman happens to go on and he's like "If The Batman was real my best friend Brucie Wayne would have told me so. Brucey said that the Batman is just a scare tactic created by the Gotham Police department" So he's pretty sure that the rest of the Justice League is just playing a long practical joke against him specifically

#justice league #justice league dark #john constantine #batman #I also specifically want all of Bruce's children to call him (Constantine) “Uncle John”#because of running bit where he insists that magic isn't real #'I worked in a circus Uncle John I know all of the tricks You can't fool me haha silly uncle John“#And John is like 'boy you literally watched me raise a zombie from the dead #'You have literally seen so much magic happen right before you're very eyes'#and dick is like 'hahaha smoke and mirrors :)'#I think Tim would have a good aptitude for doing magic so John is mostly teaching him things along with zantana #I think once Jason comes back from the dead he would be very strong at doing magic but also I think it would be very volatile #and hard to control #I'm imagining holiday dinners where zantana and John both come but they're not dating right now so it's very awkward #obviously Jason Blood/Etrigan are there #the gay uncles if you will #also deadman is there But I don't imagine he's visible all the time unless they cast some sort of spell #Bruce would very much like it if these people were not in his house all the time #But his children are attached so what is he to do

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dingdawny · 9 months

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This community is so awesome :]

Genuinely, I have never been in such a cool community with so many cool people. It's small, but I like it that way, bc most people know each other or at least know of each other. And when new art or stories or memes or just!! Content in general is posted! It's something I get so excited about!! Bc we only get so much each day.

The amount of friends I've made is beyond insane, I never thought I'd make so many genuine connections. Not just one-convo "hi, how are you's" but GENUINE connections with people that I love and support!! It's amazing. It's amazing how this community has lived on as long as it has and how welcoming and fun it still is. I hope it continues to be amazing

#dawny ramblings #take cover everyone #he's being sappy #but fr I think about this all the time I just RAHHHH I am so in love with this fandom #kiss kiss kaboom ❤️❤️💥#quick!! say something funny to fill the awkward tension!! uhh! uhh!#gay

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lazywriter-artist · 2 months

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Tell us the love story behind Archmagos Mantis and Crab Logis. I crave this knowledge

Oooohh hhehehe

They adamantly will deny being in love while cuddling smh smh

But no their love story is pretty silly (and still in its rougher stages of drafting as well but I can share what I have thus far) they had met before really gaining their respective titles (ArchMagos & Logis) as techpreists, finding a strange spark with each other that they were certain wasn’t just static electrical shocks from their currently still remaining flesh (they tested) and found themselves spending long hours together to study and help one another with their work. Sharing philosophy and praying to the omnissiah together 🫶

Eventually they started to explore a bit further their bond, cuddling becoming something of their favorite as they studied together. It was a bit devastating when they slowly saw one another less and less to the point both felt empty without the other (lots more testing to be sure it wasn’t an oil deficiency trust me-), and their work became harder to fulfill. Though, the Omnissiah still needed them, so they pushed on. Of course, by will of the Omnissiah (rejoice) they ended up being paired together for an assignment and before you knew it their time was eaten up nice more working together.

of course one can’t deny results and boy did theirs sky rocket so they were permitted to remain paired together, their work all the better for it, and over time they just got more and more inseparable. You get a double deal when you request to see one- and god forbid you threaten one bc the other will be over you with binary death threats so fast.

All and all,

Pretty sure they’ll explode if you do—

#is this lore accurate? probably not. do I care? not particularly #they’re my silly gay robots let me live #theyre both ace too— not as important to their love story in particular but :3 #some lore tidbit #though somewhat important to their love story is they’re both awkward as hell about showing affection when others are around. so a lot #of cuddles are saved for when they have down time #warhammer 40k #wh40k #wh40k oc #admech #adeptus mechanicus #log & explr #lazy text #lazy answers #lazy’s ocs

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abbey-abdominal · 3 months

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Things I think chaggie would do if they were New Yorkers:

— Charlie really enjoys subway performances and only carries around cash to give tips. Vaggie didn’t really care for them until she saw how happy it made Charlie. She also has cash now and started to genuinely enjoy it.

— Vaggie explains to Charlie that not every corner store is a bodega, but every bodega is a corner store. Charlie pretends that she doesn’t understand because she likes how passionately Vaggie will re-explain. They do this a couple times every year.

— Keekee was a street cat that Charlie planned to only foster, but could not bring herself to get Keekee adopted. She doesn’t foster cats very often anymore. Vaggie fosters injured pigeons sometimes, or she brings them to the Wild Bird Fund (they know her there).

— Everyone thinks Charlie is a transplant because of how fascinated she is with everything. Everyone thinks Vaggie is a NYC native because of how exasperated she is with everything. Charlie was born and raised in Lower Manhattan and Vaggie was born and raised in California. They never correct anyone’s assumptions.

#random meaningless words on your screen #New Yorker chaggie because ny is hell on earth so it’s not much of a reimagining #shitpisting hazbin hotel #also no they didn’t meet in a gay bar they probably met on the subway Charlie was probably staring at her #Vaggie probably thought they had a problem and confronted her #and Charlie loudly exclaims she’s bisexual and blubbers on about how taking Vaggie on a date somewhere #and Vaggie—who probably has only taken the subway a handful of times at this point and each time has been BIZARRE—quietly accepts…#… and begs Charlie to shut the fuck up because people are staring #they both get off at grand central station and just walk around for hours #it’s incredibly awkward and sweet and they’re both dorks #*exhale* sometimes I get the itching to do a NYerAU for multiple fandoms but I always end up hating it so here’s this list dump #chaggie brainrot hours

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unfinishedslurs · 1 year

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do u love the colors of the comphet

When it’s over, when Henry Creel is dead and dust and they’ve emerged battered and triumphant. When she and Jonathan have ended things. When there is no more fighting to be done, she and Steve give it another go.

She knows he’s going to ask the same way she knew in ‘83. There’s no waiting this time, no need to wonder if Jonathan might want her too. They gave it the old college try (He lied to her. He was lying to her for months, and she knew something was wrong before that. She thought they could work it out. She’s so fucking sick of lying to herself being lied to).

He asks with wide, hopeful eyes, running a nervous hand through his hair. He doesn’t have anything to be nervous about. She made up her mind before he even asked.

She can do it right this time. She can love this boy the way she wants to. The way he wants her to. They’ve both grown in the years since. She’s going to do this right.

That’s the mantra she keeps in her head when he picks her up and spins her. I can do this.

She can’t do this.

It’s somehow the same and different from when they dated the first time. They’re going through the same motions, but there’s something lacking. They’re both older, more jaded. They’re not kids anymore, and it shows.

They rarely kiss. He hesitates now in a way he didn’t before. Sex is something they don’t bring up at all. Eddie makes a crude joke once, something or other about what Nancy is like in bed, and she and Steve make eye contact. There’s something there, something like mutual understanding, before Robin smacks Eddie upside the back of the head and the moment breaks. She keeps thinking about it long after. Whatever it is that they shared, they don’t talk about it.

Maybe they’re lying to themselves, both of them. Puppets going through the motions, too stubborn to admit they’re play acting as real people. Still, she can’t give this up. She can’t make the same mistakes all over again.

Robin corners her two months into the relationship. Part of Nancy is surprised it took her this long. The rest of her is angry she brings it up at all.

Saying she’s cornered might be doing her a disservice. They’re having a sleepover, painting their nails and talking about boys. Everything a girl is supposed to do. Except Robin is awkward and fumbling, and every name she brings up sounds like a question. Nancy only has Steve to talk about, and barely talks about him at all.

Finally Robin sighs and puts down the nail polish. “I feel like this subject is making us both miserable,” she declares. “I don’t want to talk about boys, I was just doing it because I thought that’s what you’re supposed to do at girl sleepovers. I haven’t actually been to a sleepover since I was in middle school and the other girls decided I was weird, but I’m pretty sure the point is to have fun. This is not fun. This is agonizing. We should talk about something else.”

“Steve isn’t making me miserable!” She snaps, before realizing she sounds way too defensive.

Robin peers at her. “Yeah, see, that’s not what I said. That’s not even a little bit close to what I said. Maybe we should talk about this instead. What’s the deal with you and Steve?”

“What deal? There’s no deal.” She turns around and rummages through the nail polish selection. Robin doesn’t exactly have a variety. Her options are red, dark red, and black. She chooses the brighter red with the absent thought that the black would look good on Robin, with her long fingers and dark eyeliner. Then she banishes that thought away.

“There’s definitely some kind of deal.”

“There isn’t.”

“Nance.”

She can’t help but turn around then, drawn in by the tone of her voice. There’s a glass wall inside of her, and someone is pounding on it, trying to get out. She wants Robin to see it. She wants someone to see behind the glass. There’s something in her trying to get out.

“Nancy,” she says again, eyes searing into her soul, “are you happy?”

She smiles, fake and fixed on her face. The glass stays firmly in place. “Of course I am,” she replies. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

The next time Robin wants to hang out, she’s busy with college preparations.

It’s not just Robin. She thinks everyone can tell something’s wrong with her. Eddie gives her these looks every time she and Steve are in front of him, like he’s putting together a puzzle. Her mom keeps trying to talk to her. Jonathan keeps trying to talk to her.

They know, she thinks wildly, every time. She doesn’t know what it is they know. She doesn’t want to find out.

She avoids them all.

When she and Steve go to dinner, the waitress captivates her.

Long, dark hair in braids. Long fingers tapping against the notepad. Dark eyes in a dark face. She’s always loved brown eyes. Nancy has never been one to be jealous of other girls (lie, lie, lie), but suddenly heat floods her body. She wants to be as gorgeous as this woman. She wants her full lips, popping gum. She wants the woman’s swaying hips as she turns and leaves their table. She wants— she wants—

She tears her gaze away to find Steve already looking at her.

The heat is dosed by the ice that fills her veins. All her senses go on high alert until she realizes he’s actually staring past her. She turns around to see the bartender. He’s handsome, she thinks, tall with tan skin and brown hair carefully styled. He’s talking to a customer, teeth shining as he laughs.

When she turns back, Steve has firmly fixed his eyes on her. She could almost believe he’d never been staring at the bartender at all.

There’s something there. Something just out of reach, something she could put a finger out and touch if she were braver. She doesn’t. There’s no gun in her hand here, no adrenaline to keep her going after it all falls apart.

“What did your dumb boyfriend do this time?” Mike demands, storming in her room. Nancy has half a mind to yell at him to knock first before she registers his words.

“Steve is- Steve is fine,” she says, startled. “He’s great, actually. Nothings wrong.“

“Then why are you so miserable all the time?” Mike accuses.

“I am not miserable!”

“You are! You both are, and neither of you will tell anyone what’s wrong, or why-“

“I don’t know why!” She shrieks. Mike falls silent, eyes wide, and Nancy suddenly realizes she’s crying.

“I don’t know why,” she repeats. “Everything is fine. He’s like, the perfect fucking boyfriend. It’s me, I’m the problem. There’s something wrong with me. There’s a beautiful boy who loves me, and I’m- I’m trying. I’m trying so hard to love him back, but I can’t. I can’t. There’s something wrong with me.” She’s desperate now, wiping away tears as she curls into a ball. She feels pathetic, crying in front of her little brother. She’s the oldest, she should be keeping it together, she shouldn’t let him see her like this. But she can’t help it. There’s something in her screaming to get out.

Mike, with all the grace and bewilderment of a newborn deer, gingerly pats her shoulder.

“Have you…talked to Steve about it?”

She gives him a cutting look. It’s probably not as effective as she wants it to be, with her red eyes and tear streaked face. Mike holds his hands up.

“I’m just saying! He’s your boyfriend, you should talk to him. And if you don’t want him to be your boyfriend, you should really talk to him.”

“I want him to be my boyfriend, I just need to get past whatever this is—“

“Nancy,” Mike says. “It’s not just you. He’s miserable too.”

“Because of me. I just need to—“

Mike shakes his head. “I don’t think it is. If it were because of you, he’d be acting different. More…kicked puppy, or whatever. He’s just being weird, and won’t tell anyone why. Dustin said he asked Robin, and she doesn’t even know.”

Nancy doesn’t have anything to say to that.

“I think you need to talk to him,” he says again. “I think you need to talk to each other.”

“When did you get so smart?” She asks, instead of crying again.

“I’ve always been smarter than you.”

She kicks him for that blatant lie.

“Are we holding onto a dead thing?” She asks out loud.

He rolls over and looks at her. She’s worried she’s hurt his feelings, broken his heart again, killed any chance they have at a relationship, romantic or not. Then he snorts.

“Robin got to you too, huh?” He asks, flopping back onto his back to look up at the sky.

“Mike, actually.”

“Mike? That shithead? What does he know about relationship problems?”

“Are we having relationship problems?”

“I mean,” he says, wry twist to his mouth, “we haven’t had any arguments.”

“Nope.”

“Or general drama.”

“That might be debatable.”

“There’s no need to spice up our sex life.”

She snacks him for that one, and he laughs. She props herself up to look him in the eye. His face is more open than she’s seen it the entire time they’ve been dating.

“I think you have to be in a relationship to have ‘relationship problems,’” she tells him. “Are we in a relationship?”

He visibly considers this. “I mean, I asked you out, and you said yes. And we never broke up.”

“We haven’t kissed in at least two weeks.”

“Did you want to?”

She takes a moment to think about it. “Not really,” she admits, and his face splits into a grin.

“Not that you’re not still wonderful, Nancy Wheeler,” he says, teeth shining, “but I don’t think I want to kiss you either. Isn’t that weird?”

When they dated in high school, it was like he couldn’t stand being away from her. He spent every moment he could kissing her, wherever he could. Sometimes it felt almost like a performance he put on for the people around them, lifting her up and spinning her just so everyone would know how in love they were. It was stifling at times, feeling like something to prove. Still, it was how he was, so in love he could burst with it.

Now, she wonders if it was always a performance. Maybe they’ve both been on a stage, and neither of them noticed the lights blinding them until now.

“It is a little weird,” she says finally.

“Right?!”

He holds out a hand to shake, the other one firmly in his pocket. God, she wishes she could love him. “Good go, eh Wheeler?” He asks, smile crooked and shaky.

She snorts. “We made ourselves and everyone around us miserable,” she points out. But she takes his hand.

#do u love the colors of the comphet au #nancy wheeler #robin buckley #steve harrington #lesbian Nancy Wheeler #gay steve harrington #stranger things fanfic #stancy but make it the most tense awkward awful decision these two have possibly ever made. out of a lot of awful decisions #blah blah blah smth ab growing up and growing older and wanting a redo for your past mistakes #and wanting to feel the way you did before it all went wrong #but you realize that maybe you were idolizing that past version of yourself that never really existed #and maybe you never wanted it in the first place. maybe you only told yourself you did #maybe it would have gone wrong anyway #i don’t outright say Steve or Nancy are gay in this but it’s HEAVILY hinted at #they’re not ready to admit it to themselves yet. and that’s okay. the world isn’t ending. they have time #*slaps roof of nancy wheeler* this baby can fit so much projection in it #i feel like I need to say I’m not anti-stancy. i actually do like stancy when it’s done well. HOWEVER #i don’t think bringing it back two seasons later in one of the weirdest ways possible is doing it well I’m sorry #Maybe if we get a stoncy make out sesh in s5 I’ll change my mind #*crossing my fingers for a post-monster killing stoncy make out sesh in s5*#the ONLY ship I want to be canon. and the one least likely to happen. it’s so hard shipping polyamory I should watch sense8 #why did I go on this rant. idk. enjoy <333

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