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atompalace-official · 24 days
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yume-fanfare · 4 months
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finally starting revstar either tomorrow or on friday 💪
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chrisbangs · 11 months
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Sometimes you talk about Chan and it has the vibes of a wife whose husband has been sent to war, crying over a postcard, relieved to know he is still alive and missing him dearly
i want to print this ask out and eat the paper
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rainymoodlet · 2 years
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i was looking through all my old likes and i was reminded of how frequent bachelor challenges used to be a few years ago and then i remembered that ur gonna host one!! idk they were always a fun way for the community to interact so im glad people are still doing them. and i love that ur accepting so many sims and even allowing submissions for sims that arent rlly contestants on the show idk i feel like its gonna spark a lot of creativity in the sims being made. i cant wait for the actual challenge to begin :D
this is painfully sweet omg 🥹 thank you so much!! i honestly was such a huge fan of bcs back in the day for the exact same reasons! i love how it brought blogs together and let people see the sims of creators they may have never seen before!! that and i live for the drama ahhhh
and thank you again for complimenting the idea of the structure omg!!! 😭 i’m confident i can make it work but i just hope its satisfying to you guys, because i’d hate to let anyone down!! i’m so excited, and i’m so glad you are too!! 🥹
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urgent care website says the current wait is 3 hrs
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awek-s-archived · 1 year
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the mutuals can take turns hitting me over the head w furniture until I fall asleep
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duoduotian · 1 year
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i saw a types of job seekers meme last night and the 'picky' type rlly spoke to me bc with inflation, i rlly need a decent level of pay that has enough work-life balance... except that most jobs seem determined to make you work for the maximum legal hours a week like no, stop that....
compared to some listings, i think the one i'll be applying for is the lesser of two evils. except that i don't like some parts abt it (eg. rude, entitled patients / staff) can ppl pls be normal i'm on my knees begging
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ssolarcalendarr · 2 years
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starkeyisthelastname · 3 months
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i can’t stop thinking abt thissss! okay…
inexperienced!reader x JJ and reader and JJ have had sex once or twice but this time they are trying a diff position?
(sorry if this isn’t well said.)
“You sure Jayj?” You asked, voice shaky as you lowered yourself onto his hard length. You looked back at the blonde that was behind you, blue eyes heavy as your pussy swallowed his dick. He nodded, fixing the red hat to sit backwards on his head, before bringing his hands down to your ass.
“Yeah baby girl, just move that ass for me.” JJ said, loving the view of your thick backside. The two of you had only had sex a few times, you being relatively new to the whole thing. Trying a new position was something fun and new, and the blonde loved every second of it.
Placing your hands on JJ’s ankles, you slowly began moving your ass up and down. You were thankful that he was patient with you as you were new to this and didn’t want to mess up. The groans behind you, proved you wrong, making you more confident as you bounced on your ass on his dick. He filled you up just right, your moans evident throughout the thankfully empty Chateau.
“Am I doing okay?” You whimpered out, his thick cock stretching your tight hole as you came back down.
JJ was mesmerized. His dream girl riding his dick, reverse cowgirl had him in a whole other world. He could careless that the others could walk in any moment, the only thing on his mind at how good your ass looked and how good your pussy felt.
“Hmm?” He asked, snapping from this thoughts. “Oh shit.. yeah you are fucking good. Didn’t know kook pussy could be so good.” He mumbled, hand slapping your jiggling cheek.
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yandere-sins · 5 months
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Ivyyyyyyyy >.< you're the worsttttt(read: BEST) oh my god the thoughts im having abt dilic with a period kink rn. Gawd and he doesn't even know it's a period kink, he thinks it's absolutely normal to do nasty things with his girl while she's bleeding out and feels proud about it that HE can take her pain away
OMG continuing the diluc saga but yan dilic thinks darling's period is the perfect opportunity to finally put his hands on darling. He knows you're in pain so he promises, he's doing this for YOU not him (lies) he'll ease it in gently and make it feel good! Soon darling will forget all about those cramps bc of him him him! He doesnt need to feel as guilty bc he's helping you out.....right? OMG PLS write something abt thissss, it can be any yandere or oc but im going crazy after what u saiddd
Hehe, you're welcome! I began writing this as just a talk, but decided mid-way through to make it a scenario!
a/n: I wrote this before my hiatus and coming back to correct it, I found so many mistakes, it doesn't even feel like I wrote this smh... I did my best to polish it a bit since I can't see myself rewriting it in the future but if you find anything oddly worded just ignore it lol I wasn't myself back then :')
[Warning: Yandere, Sexual Content]
I can just see the cock cogs turning in this idiot's head as he racks his brain about how he can help you. Clearly, you're in pain, but no matter how many more times he calls a physician to have a look, they just keep waving off his concerns. It's normal, they say. You're healthy. That's what everyone has to go through.
And yet he sees you writhing and crying in pain—it's breaking his heart!
Pillow pressed to your stomach, tears in your eyes that you can't blink away fast enough before they fall. You're especially irritable, but it hurts him more when you whine and complain; Diluc wanting to help you now more than ever. He's already gone through the usual stuff, the imported water bottles from Snezhnaya and the chocolate from Fontaine. If you utter so much as a craving, he has the servants scramble to get it to you. Nothing is too expensive or too hard to get. You could have asked for the heads of your enemies, and Diluc would have brought them to you with ribbons and glitter if that had helped with your pains.
But alas, it doesn't.
It's been three days, and his nerves are raw, the bags under his eyes dark, and the burden of your health weighs heavily on Diluc. He can't see how things will ever get better. The other times you were on your period were conveniently skipped by business trips, so this is hitting him full force.
"Exercising might help," one of the maids suggests as he forces himself to consult someone more knowledgeable than him.
"Sometimes, my wife likes a little stimulation to alleviate the pain," a vintner chuckles, winking at Diluc as the word of his helplessness spreads. And suddenly, inappropriate ideas get stuck in his head, making him blush like a young lad in love.
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Taking a deep breath, Diluc raised his hand to knock on your bedroom door. It was terribly late, the servants asleep and only the eery flickering of his candle guiding him through the night. Most likely, you were tugged in and fighting for your well-deserved sleep, so he hesitated, fist hanging in the air before slowly dropping it to his side.
What he was about to do was not only foolish but also filled him with the same burning in his body as using his vision did. He could feel the warmth sweep over him from his head to his toes, the latter curling in his shoes while most of the heat was throbbing between his legs, aching to connect with your warmth in a less-than-innocent way.
However, these feelings were nothing compared to the agony of the last few days.
If this was what he had to do to help you alleviate the pain, he would. If it was for you, Diluc would do anything in his power, whether to protect or help you. If he had to become a mere plaything so you'd be freed of the pain, then his concerns were a small sacrifice for all the good he was going to do.
Brushing his hair back, Diluc took a deep breath, reminding himself there was nothing wrong with wanting to help. If the method the vintner suggested worked, everyone would be happy. And if not, he'd keep searching for ways to free you of the pain. Turning the key in the door lock, he pulled it out before slowly entering your room, ensuring he could give you two the privacy needed in this situation.
To his surprise, you were still awake.
You made a half-hearted attempt at a greeting, but when you noticed it was him, you only scoffed, turning away. It hurt when you gave him the cold shoulder so callously, but Diluc knew you were the one suffering at that moment, not him. He could forgive you for being dismissive of him. Your bedside lamp was still on, and he could see you clutching a pillow to your belly, his own stomach cramping up with remorse, even though, logically, he knew it wasn't his fault. He loved you as you were, the good and bad days, your misery becoming his own much too easily these days.
Setting down the candle on your table, he walked over to you. But not before locking the door from the inside, just so he could give himself a few more seconds before his approach. Every step cost him a lot of discipline, being near you never having been this hard. Even when he looked confident around you, Diluc only ever felt weak. You made him vulnerable. Desperate. Longing for your love and affection was all he was allowed to do, so even just watching your chest rise and fall set him ablaze.
Pushing off his shoes, Diluc focused on the little space you left at the edge of the bed. It was the only space he could see that was reserved for him, as he didn't deserve to share your bed, in your opinion. Yet, when he climbed in, pulling the cover over himself and snaking his arm around your waist, he was enveloped in your scent, your hair tickling his skin as he breathed in deeply. Had he known that heaven was hiding so closely to him, he might not have waited so long to come and see you.
"What are you--" you complained, pushing yourself away from him. But Diluc's hand had already wandered beneath the pillow, feeling the hot water bottle you kept secured there, only to replace it with his palm. He was just as, if not hotter than anything the servants could procure for you; his body temperature naturally elevated from his vision. It wouldn't burn you, but with his hand hugging your lower belly, it was much more effective and fitting than any appliance might be.
And you fell for it, even if just for a split second.
For a moment, you leaned into the comfort of his palm, the pain vanishing in the blink of an eye. Diluc even caught you sighing briefly before you came to your senses, jolting and pushing away from him, only to get stuck inside the blanket and pressed up against him. Diluc couldn't help but grin, having read your actions before they even occurred to you, but of course, this was a serious matter, so he quickly composed himself.
"H-Hey!" you yelled as his hand drifted lower, his face burying into the nape of your neck. He wasn't there to dilly-dally but to be of service. To help you in your time of need. By the time Diluc pressed his lips to your skin and his fingers between your legs, you understood his intentions as well, perhaps misinterpreted, but clear as day.
He was going to fuck the pain away. 
If exercise and stimulation helped others, maybe it would do the same for you. His fingers were met with warm slick, your body flinching when he moved over your clit. Perhaps his calloused hands weren't made for caressing and soft touches but for teasing and stimulating. Judging by how puffy your lower lips were, worked up from days of rubbing your legs together and your panties aggravating them mercilessly, you were in dire need of his help.
"Don't fight it. You're not alone in this," Diluc reassured you as you squirmed in his hold, biting back the salacious sounds of pleasure you were keeping from his ears. You were so mean, keeping every little taste of appreciation from Diluc, knowing how much it meant to him. But he'd endure. Even when your ass ground back against his cock, making it incredibly hard to not focus on his needs as well, he'd put you first in all of this.
When he slipped his pointer and middle finger towards your entrance, a tremor went through your body, a gasp slipping out from between your lips. Diluc never knew how easy it was to get inside another person, greeted warmly and happily by your hole clenching around his fingers.
His kisses became more fervent against your neck, teeth snapping out as he felt like he was losing himself in your scent and warmth. The pushes of his hips against your ass became faster, your cheeks fitting so well around his shaft. You yelled at him to stop, but he barely heard you through the sounds of your sloppy, wet cunt, blood mingling with eager juices to allow him more reach inside you. It was almost as if he could hear them beg for him to go deeper, which just wasn't possible with his knuckles in the way, no matter how much he tried.
Forgotten was the pain as pleasure raked its claws through both of you, and yet, Diluc still heard you whine and sob as he scissored his fingers through your inside. It wasn't enough. He opened his eyes he didn't know he had closed, staring at your expression curiously. All he saw was anger and disgust, your teeth bared and ready to snap, while he could feel your nails digging into his arm. And yet, when he found your eyes, he saw a very different version of events. Lust, desire, longing. You wanted more, and Diluc wouldn't refuse such a request.
Slipping a leg between yours, he pried them apart, spreading you open wide. You gasped, squirming and trying to cut off his access, but Diluc only had to lean back to steal your balance, your body reliant on his while he gained more space on your bed. The hardest part was freeing his cock from the restraint of his pants, the fabric soggy with both your juices as well as his own pre-cum pearling off the tip of his engorged cock.
Nothing could have prepared him for the feeling of your wet cunt greeting his eager cock. No imagining of this situation could have come close to the throbbing heat, your walls convulsing around his fingers in eager expectation. Diluc placed his tip against his fingers, planning to slip them out and take the opening to sink into you, but with how wet the combination of blood and juices was, he felt himself slipping away, kissing your clit instead.
And for the first time, you moaned.
It was the sound of angels and everything nice, and he drew his hips back, trying again to fill you with his cock, missing it just an inch. All good things are three, and when he finally plunged it deep inside your pussy, you weren't the only one yowling in pleasure. No matter what he had imagined his first time with you to be, nothing would ever top the mess he caused between your legs, his cock ready to burst as it pulsated violently inside your equally as ready cunt.
He could feel the waves of pleasure going through you, the shudders in your limbs as he began to slowly press forward, kissing the last few inches of his reach. You remained stiff as a plank, but when he pulled out halfway before sinking in deep again, you were unable to keep your mouth shut, an elongated moan making its way to Diluc's ears, letting him know it was the right thing after all.
Immediately, any hesitation fell off him as he dragged his cock out and sunk it back into you. Fingers retreated to your clit, continuing to slip off and assault the little knob over and over while your walls clenched around his shaft, making you feel every one of his throbs and ridges, the heat between you two almost scorching.
Part of him couldn't believe it worked. That he actually managed to help you with this trick. But he'd have been a liar if he said it wasn't a pleasure for him, too. Diluc could never have dreamed about your proficiency in driving him wild, from your hot, puffy pussy wrapping around him to the improper sounds he had never heard coming from your lips before. The blood kept you so wet and loud down there; it was like you were synching your moans with your pussy, sloppy as they were.
It couldn't have been better, a shudder going through you from head to toe, your feet curling as you gurgled. Diluc wrapped his free arm around your throat, pulling you against him and burying his face in your shoulder as you came hard, juices leaking out, red dripping on the clean sheets with the blanket long discarded.
You were gasping for air as he plunged right back into you, waiting but a mere few seconds of yours before pursuing his own orgasm. Selfishly, but unable to stop. Diluc was already too deep in it, quite literally, your orgasm making your inside tight around him, but it posed no challenge with how drenched you both were.
A strained groan escaped Diluc as he buckled, feeling the first squirts of cum shoot out of him before he drew back, popping out of your cunt and covering it in his cum. His tip got stuck on your clit, as his jizz ejected under the pressure of his orgasm, making you mewl as you were once again stimulated. It would be a mess to clean, but it had been worth it.
You two collapsed, spent and dirty, but Diluc slipped his palm back over your lower stomach, rubbing the collection of juices over your soft skin, leaving a red trail. Kissing the side of your head, he was trying to collect his breath and thoughts, barely able to think straight as the feelings of happiness and his relief kept him in a chokehold.
"Better?" he asked, his voice a blissful rumble as he pulled you firmer against him.
But all he was met with was a cold glare and tears in your eyes. "I-I'm sorry," he stuttered instinctively, immediately feeling bad. What had he done to upset you again? Your teeth were biting into your lip as if you were holding back a tirade of screaming, ready to explode.
His cock twitched between your legs, bloody and so, so wet.
"I'll make it better! I promise! I will definitely make it better," he tried to reassure you, dazed with pleasure as he was, unable to see the actual problem with all of this. Your body convulsed in shock as he pressed his tip upwards again, and you gasped loudly as he sunk his inches inside you. This time, he wouldn't fail to make you feel better. And until then, he'd keep going.
All night long, if he had to.
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ickadori · 4 months
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hai anon here to thirst over sukuna. MALE AND FEM !!!!!! think... fem!sukuna with a nasty attitude. maybe even worse than her male counterpart. (she's tired of being underestimated. she's the queen of curses for goodness sake!) all conniving looks, nasty grins, and bloody canines to go along with her with her ichor lined lips. (she even has a cute cupid's bow ! don't let her catch you calling it cute though..) when she lays her eyes on you she is utterly struck. aren't you cute. she considers you quite adorable considering youre a weak human :p she strides towards you, and youre in a bloody puddle of the remains left by her... village visit. fem!sukuna who kicks aside a severed limb--who can hear your blood rushing, heart pounding. your eyes are wide as you glance up at her. wide and glossy. ah! how cute, you resemble that of a bunny about to be devoured by pray. no, she wouldn't devour you as she does her usual humans. "...i won't hurt you, brat." she spares a glance down, at your chest and neck. oh. she sees the slope of your tits through your flowery kimono; and your bare neck just laid out. as if begging for her to press her slender hands against your voicebox and squeeze-- see what pretty noise comes out. (if any) maybe kiss, too . . . mm, yes. perhaps f!sukuna will devour you another way. (i already sent u another brainrot ts week but ive been thinking sm abt sukuna....!!!!! urgh!!!) i rlly wanna be sandwiched in between fem!sukuna and regular sukuna and just fuck around and find out what happens. -L
cws for mentions of murder.
forgive me for hoarding your thirsts 😭😭 STOPPP I LOVE THISSSS IVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT IT SINCE YOU SENT IT<33 i like to imagine that fem sukuna is like .. a savage! bad mannered, foul mouthed, long wild hair, absolutely no sense of etiquette and just all around uncouth. male sukuna is similar, but he has a bit more tact about things.
fem sukuna always gives into her desires and wants, no matter if the situation allows for it not. thats how she ended up toying with you in the middle of a bloodbath - her curiosity had gotten the best of her when she saw you standing stockstill in the middle of the madness, likely frozen by shock. your village folk were dying all around you, their blood spraying across your skin and tattered clothing, and you had just stood there, mouth agape and eyes glossy as they dropped at your feet.
you looked…appetizing in the midst of it all, trembling in fear and covered in blood, and fem sukuna had never been one to ignore her hunger, no matter the occasion.
AHHHH i feel like she acts like a cavewoman!! loud, brutish, simple (but not dumb, y’know). she eats with her hands, and tries to feed you the same way, and she can’t understand why you cringe away when her messy fingers near your mouth, some kind of undercooked meat dangling from them. she insists on feeding you herself, and she’ll keep you locked down in her lap until you humor her and finally give in.
her and male sukuna have the same abilities, but she prefers killing with her bare hands, as you were unfortunately able to witness firsthand as she ripped apart the people from your village without an ounce of remorse.
she dresses herself relatively simple, although she gravitates towards traditional male clothing such as hakama’s rather than kimono’s - it’s also not unheard of for her to neglect to wear clothing altogether. you, on the other hand, are garbed in the finest silks and brightest colors. she gifts you with dresses that would make noblewomen envious, and jewelry that could purchase entire towns and villages.
while male sukuna can be a bit stingy with his affection, rarely touching you in public unless it’s a possessive hand in your shoulder, waist, or the back of your neck, fem sukuna never learned the concept of personal space. her hands are always on you; fixing your hair just to mess it up again, tugging on strands and curling it around her fingers, pulling you into her lap petting you all over, randomly pulling at your cheeks and mushing them together just to childishly laugh at the face you’re forced to make.
your hand is clasped in hers on every walk, and sometimes she just simply scoops you up into her arms and carries you around that way, completely ignoring your protests.
she gives you your own room for sleeping and privacy, and yet every night you find her curled around you, arms locked around you tight and legs threaded through your own. you also bathe with her from now on, and she insists on being the one to scrub you clean…just for you to inevitably get dirty again when her hands begin to wander.
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dyssonant-skyline · 29 days
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(Apologies for talking as an anon) Idk if you have a Husk redesign planned out but maybe giving him more subtle suit symbols around his body could be neat, also maybe making him wear era accurate clothing because why tf is he wearing a tophat if they weren't a thing in the 70s like I might understand if it was for his "love for magic" or whatever but why was he not wearing it as an overlord and then he does when hes under Alastor's command, anyways sorry for rambling ok ill stop now
No worries abt anon! I love getting anons, thanks for asking! :D
So many characters have top hats I forgot Husk had one orz. Truly becomes background noise after a while. (Is his design supposed to be alluding to a magician??? apparently so? ngl that does make earlier designs of him more clever since he holds his wings low which gives the impression of a red cape. Anyway-)
I do have some plans for Husk, but the Hellbound Hostel version of him is a pretty big departure from the show, so let me take a crack at thissss.
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I really liked how he turned out! 70s fashion is wild thouGH LMAO. I got the outfit ideas from this magazine page. Giant collar, bell bottoms, and a neckline so deep it looks like suspenders. I also made him hopefully look more like an old cat and kept casino elements in the wings without making them look too jarring.
I actually don't think I was able to get in more card suit references than the original design, but I think he looks a lot less cluttered. I got in the diamond belt and the line on the pants turning into a spade. It would turn into a club on the other side. Then the tail father vaguely being diamond shaped and the diamonds on the outer ear.
I'm pretty happy with it! (Also partially traced over that image of husk!) Magazine pic below!
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Seriously though that 4th guy's half n half outfit is so goofy, I love it.
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jamesrusty · 1 month
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stupid two-bit doodle. because i imagine him as ginger, though i think he’d have longer hair than thissss 💙 me and @s0dapopped were talking about how much depth his character has/headcanons abt him and now i’m like constantly thinking about him
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the-2nd-random-kid · 1 year
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I think... i havent saw anyone in the neverafter tag talk abt it yet but like-- the fact that the Baba Yaga is so uncaring of the authors is so amazing and fascinating to be because like
These are almost eldritch unknowable beings that control your very world, and even who you are-- and the Baba Yaga has seen countless of them die and has been endlessly altered and changed by them but still comes back to her "base" "true" form
It makes me ask the question... how did she get to be this way? Is it because of the nature of her story?? Being less of a story more of a legend, an almost "real" thing in the sense that-- some cultures view her as a cryptid-like being instead of a regular story? Is it because of how old her story is and how we preserve stories to not forget them? Or is it because of what she said? Imagination and belief powering her or keeping her this way? Or... it may even be BECAUSE shes baba yaga-- because she was written this way, written to be an old, wise and powerful, practically eldritch hag??
The baba yaga fascinates me so much and i just-- uGH ITS SUCH A SHAME WE DONT GET TO EXPLORE MORE AND HAVE MORE EPISODES OF THISSSS-- (ykno unless dropout makes a second season for this wink wink nudge nudge)
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angelsdean · 1 year
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honestly the people who think that every word out of actor man mouth must be true cause it's impossible someone might retract a coming out, i noticed are the people who at the end of the day *want* these men to be straight, cause being straight is a valid reason to be made fun of in their heads. And respectfully, as someone who literally doesn't do any parasocial, they should please just find something better to do and have fun (and realize it's not that serious anyway! AND half of the industry lies about who they fuck to avoid "controversy")
no literally the funniest thing ever is ppl acting like it's somehow impossible for an actor man (who is a known liar and also likes to make shit up for funsies) to lie about anything. let alone lie abt being straight. something many many people do for many reasons (not just actors in a still largely homophobic industry). like all of a sudden it's like. "lying is out. lying is impossible. what? actors can LIE? no no no, not about thissss. never." it's esp weird to me that so many queer fans think it's impossible that an actor would not want to be publicly out. for whatever reason. like, times have not changed that much. there is still very much a stigma around being queer and it's still very much not accepted in many parts of the country and world. also celebs literally do not owe fans or the general public anything and if it's as simple as "i want this part of my life to be private not because i'm ashamed but bc my so much of my life is in the public eye and i want something for myself" then that's a perfectly valid reason to lie and say you're straight.
there are also so many other reasons why! and maybe he IS actually straight! the thing is, thee Thing is ! we will never actually know for certain! because people can and do lie! that is a thing they do!
but yea, a lot of ppl are very parasocial abt hating these men and it shows lol. if they're actually straight and in no way possibly queer then they can point their finger and laugh and blame them for whatever they want and shout "homophobe" whenever they don't answer a question abt fictional characters perfectly in the way they want. but whatever, *i* will continue to have fun and be entertained by these men doing what they do in front of us all djfhdkdk
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