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moonlitarcticfoxnebula · 7 months

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Quick question for the closeted gays and to those who spent a long time in the closet:

Have you found any skeletons in there?

I'm pretty sure I put my skeletons in my (literal) closet, but I think they were gay and have either teleported to someone else's (metaphorical) closet or found themselves in the limbo between the two.

Thanks.

#a quick question #poop post #i don't usually find the courage to do things like this #i'm sorry #i'm very sorry #stupidity #absolute stupidity #funny

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cutter-kirby · 7 months

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come on simon

#he’s like. inches away from the Revelation #the universe bashing simon over the head with ‘DON’T BECOME THE ICE KING’ warnings #simon: gee whowzers fionna it sure is a massive coincidence that all these alternate crown bearers are suffering #adventure time #fionna and cake #simon petrikov #farmworld finn #ice finn #ice king #also quick question did fw finn fucking die #I’m choosing to believe he’s fine #fionna and cake spoilers #1k #geez louise!#that's what happens when you put an okay meme in a trending tag i guess #2k #3k

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zainclaw · 3 days

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#tommy kinard #bucktommy #kinkley #evan buckley #911edit #911gifs #911 abc #my gifs #quick question: what did we do to deserve a queer man as gentle as tommy?

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papanowo · 1 year

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good luck kiss :]

#i cannot believe this show has me shipping a man and a woman #my art #star wars #tbb #bad batch #tbb tech #tech #phee ganoa #tbb phee #quick question chat wtf is their ship name #edit im just gonna tag this as #techphee

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hotvintagepoll · 28 days

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dual propaganda: Dolores del Río and Marlene Dietrich being pals (who are gals) masterpost:

here they are attending a bride and groom themed party together

"Mister and Missus" Masquerade: After eleven years of wedded life, the Basil Rathbones think it's high time to burn a little incense on the altars of the marriage gods - which accounts for this exquisite bride and groom shindig. Marlene Dietrich, left, plays the groom to Dolores del Río's exotic Spanish bride. (of course they had to work "exotic" in there :/)

"Dolores del Río was the most beautiful woman who ever set foot in Hollywood" -Marlene Dietrich

"Ah, this is the real beauty. We blondes have to work at it." -Marlene Dietrich about Dolores

M + D serving cunt at an exhibition of Frida Kahlo's work

+ bonus Dolores with her friends Frida and Diego

#submission #propaganda #dolores del río #marlene dietrich #[editor's note: quick question w h e r e was that pic of basil during the men's tournament he needed it]

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jeeaark · 3 months

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You have no idea how much I really wanted a 'call Orin out on her bullshit' dialogue option

Wishful thinking this comic. I did not know about the initiate-combat-while-talking option until after this campaign, so I have no idea if there are actual consequences to kicking orin's ass mid-trickery or not

Bonus in Regards to Sleepy Gale:

#bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 spoilers #astarion #....do I tag this as halsin or orin??????#greygold #gale of waterdeep #jaheira #tw:violence #DID I MENTION IT WAS A LONG DAY THAT DAY????#Its okay I let Gale take a break at camp after this ahaha #Look Stelmane's book collection was funny to me because I was having similar questions at that very conveniently same time #needed a quick illithid lore review and Stelmane didn't let me down

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wynnyfryd · 1 year

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hey, quick question but what if Eddie hadn’t just said “make him pay” at the end? what if he’d actually done it, screwed up his face and his single scrap of courage and kissed Steve hard, one desperate press of lips before he stepped back out of Steve’s space? Only…

Only Steve’s not gay. He’s not. Not that there’s anything wrong with it if Eddie is, but he isn’t. Steve likes girls, is kind of hung up on one girl in particular, actually, and she’s standing right behind him watching this go down, and oh, God is this awkward now.

He squares his shoulders, gives Eddie a nod that he hopes conveys something like “sorry” and “it’s okay” and “I’m not gonna punch you when this is over, man, I’m really not,” but Eddie’s eyes cut away and he clears his throat and then Nancy’s saying, “Steve? Steve, we need to go.”

So Steve goes.

Steve goes, trudges through the woods with Nancy radiating uncomfortable energy all down his side, and Steve’s got a pit in his stomach and a scorch mark on his mouth where Eddie’s lips left a fucking brand, the kiss repeating on a loop in his mind. He starts thinking about how he’s probably about to die, how he’s gonna die feeling all upside down in the Upside Down and it’s a really stupid joke but it gets him mulling over the fucked up weird life he has now versus the one he always kinda thought he wanted. He tells Nancy about it: the crawling backwards, the thump on the head, how she’s always his co-captain in his Winnebago dreams.

She looks at him with soft, sad eyes — God, her eyes are always so sad, have been ever since the day Barb disappeared — and she rests a delicate hand on his forearm and asks, “Do you think… do you think maybe it’s always me in your dream because I’m the only person your mind thinks it’s allowed to put there?”

“What do you mean?”

“Steve.” Her eyes aren’t so soft now. They’re shining with that hard glint they get when she’s lost patience with Steve’s bullshit. It’s a look Steve knows well, and his hand comes up to touch his lips.

“But I- I’m not…”

“Just go,” she says, her jaw set, all that unbreakable resolve on display. “Robin and I can handle this. Go.”

Robin turns back to look at him over her shoulder, gives him an encouraging nod, and Steve takes off running, sprinting through the trees, following the sound of screeching bats.

When he bursts through the treeline, panting and sweating and clutching at his torn-up sides, Eddie’s in the middle of a maelstrom, his makeshift shield held in a shaking grip as an army of bats encircle him.

“Eddie!” Steve shouts, lungs burning as he begs his feet to move faster, to run fucking run because one of the bats dives at Eddie’s head and another takes a bite out of his leather sleeve; a third one whips a tail around Eddie’s ankle and then Eddie’s going down, pulled to the cracked, filthy earth by gnashing teeth and bloodied claws, and they’re eating him, getting at all those squishy vital bits around his middle when Steve finally hacks his way through the horde to get to Eddie’s side. Armed with an ax and Eddie’s spear, Steve strikes and slashes blindly at the wall of shrieking monsters as they start circling tighter, caging them in, and he’s dead they’re both dead they’re so fucking screwed—

The bats drop. All at once and with no reason Steve can discern, their screams fall silent and their bodies squelch all around them as they slap the hard ground like dead fish on a dock.

Steve drops to his knees beside Eddie, and Jesus Christ, there’s- there’s so much blood oh God oh fuck.

“Bad, huh?” Eddie asks, and how is he still smirking when there’s blood spilling out of his mouth? When there’s a chunk missing out of his jaw?

“Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ,” Steve mumbles frantically, not sure if he’s praying or panicking or both. He gets his shirt off, rips at the remaining scraps of Eddie’s, too; starts using them to make bandages. “Shit, Eddie, just- just hold on, okay? Stay with me.”

He wriggles a scrap of fabric under Eddie’s brutalized torso, and Eddie screams when Steve pulls it tight around his sides, ties it off and presses down, trying to slow the bleeding. There’s so much fucking blood. His knees slip in it as he ties a tourniquet just above Eddie’s elbow, hoping it’ll save Eddie’s mangled arm, and he bunches the last of the fabric up and presses it to the shredded edges of the wound on Eddie’s face.

Eddie smiles up at him with tears in his eyes, with blood on his lips. “Pretty- pretty grand gesture for a guy you don’t want to kiss.”

“Shut the fuck up,” Steve says, and he’s crying, too. “I don’t- I just…”

“Steve,” Eddie chokes, his breath whistling out with a sickening wheeze, and Steve doesn’t know how the fuck he’s going to get him through the gate and back to safety without making him bleed out. “Steve, it’s… s’okay. M’sorry I kissed you, man.” His eyes are glazing over, and no, please, please, don’t—

Eddie looks up at him, brow furrowed, like it’s taking a lot of effort. His eyes are still so pretty, even now, as Steve hovers helplessly and watches the light slowly leave them. “Actually, I- I guess m’not,” Eddie slurs. “Had to do it at least once b-before I- before I—”

“EDDIE!!!!” a furious, cracking voice echoes through the empty park. Eddie’s trailer door bangs open, falling off its hinges, and a limping Dustin Henderson comes storming across the lot.

“Dustin!!” Steve hollers back, relief flooding his veins like maple syrup straight from the tap, and incredibly (hysterically, he’s probably in shock), he’s laughing when he looks back down at Eddie. Eddie, who’s half dead in his lap, whose blood is all over Steve’s pants. Who Steve might be able to save now.

He shakes Eddie’s shoulders and says, “You can kiss me all you want when we make it out of here, man,” his voice all high-pitched and full of phlegm and trapped somewhere between a laugh and a sob, and Eddie’s eyes go wide at the promise in Steve’s words.

“Dustin!” Steve yells again, pleading, “Dustin, come on, come help me move him!”

It’s slow going, but they get Eddie through the gate, get him taped up so he’s more bandage than boy by the time the ambulance arrives. A medic claps Steve on the shoulder and says ‘You did good, kid,’ and Steve cries at that and then spends an annoying amount of time crying over the next few days, curled up in a rickety chair at Eddie’s bedside in the hospital.

More tears when Eddie finally wakes up. Happy ones this time, and there’s a parade of people coming in to hug Eddie and give him flowers and even Hopper gives him a grudging hair ruffle and an attaboy, and then Steve’s driving Eddie home in the Beemer; gets all the way to the driveway before Eddie brings it up.

“Did you mean it?” he asks, his voice timid and barely audible over the hum of the car.

Steve cuts the engine. “Hmm?”

“Did you, um- the thing, that you…” Eddie spins a ring around on his finger, lets out a frustrated huff. “I mean, I didn’t die, right? I made it out of there, so…?”

You can kiss me all you want when we make it out of here.

Steve’s ears burn at the memory, his mouth going dry, and he must take too long to answer because Eddie starts trying to backpedal. “Sorry. Sorry, you said you’re not— I just thought, maybe— shit, uh, f-forget I said-”

“No! No, um.” Steve scratches the back of his neck. “Turns out I kind of am. Or, like. Well, I mean, Robin said liking both is its own thing, it’s not a mix of the two, but…”

“…But both?” Eddie finishes, and his eyes are sparkling.

“Yeah. Both,” Steve shrugs. It’s getting easier to say. “…Mostly just you, though.”

“Oh, just mostly, huh?” Eddie teases, unbuckling his seatbelt so he can lean into Steve’s space.

Steve’s face feels too warm. His neck is probably all splotchy. “Whatever. Are you gonna shut up and kiss me already or what?”

“Uh huh,” Eddie grins and runs his tongue over his teeth. “Many times as I want, right?” He brushes Steve’s hair behind his ear, his calloused fingers so gentle against Steve’s jaw as he lines their faces up.

“How many times is that?” Steve whispers.

“Mm….” Eddie’s mouth brushes against his. “Start counting and let’s find out.”

#‘hey quick question’ she says and then writes 1400 #lmao whoops #steddie #steddie fic #steddie drabble #my writing #steve harrington #eddie munson #nancy wheeler #robin buckley #dustin henderson #happy sunday i know i promised more yogi steve he’s COMIN but in the meantime have whatever this is

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basketobread · 4 months

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How does Lunara feel about... Lolth

not good lol

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apollos-boyfriend · 6 months

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almost forgot to show you guys the insane messages my roommate sent me at not even 8 am. this is what i have to deal with on a daily basis.

#icarus speaks #roommate shenanigans #got reminded bc he went ‘oh btw did you see what i sent you this morning :3’#and i was like. yeah. quick question. how the fuck did you expect me to reply to that

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murcielagatito · 2 months

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for da teddies <3

#quick question gregory what the fuck #happy valenties day pls dont b mad at me #teddie #<- CUTEST FUCKING SHIP NAME EVER #gregory eddie #janine teagues #abbott elementary #mis edits #textpost meme #gregory x janine #janine x gregory

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jiaoliqiao · 6 months

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Mysterious Lotus Casebook 莲花楼 | Episode 38

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rkdvanguard · 17 days

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#A welcome to all the new and old followers alike! I'm RKD or Vanguard or Owl #and I'm a primarily fantasy and scifi Illustrator :V Commissions are always open #and I'm always quick as I can possibly be on responses! So if anyone has questions #hit me up!#scifi #mecha #commissionsopen #sci fi #sci-fi #robot #WarlockSpace

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nerdpoe · 9 months

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Itty Bitty Timmy becoming Superman obsessed instead of Batman obsessed

And he somehow still manages to tail Superman for photos without Superman knowing.

Like, his parents move to Metropolis instead of Gotham. He gets saved by Superman at three instead of watching the Graysons die.

He fixates.

He pinpoints where Superman appears to start from during emergency vs where he starts from via regular patrol based on the level of crime stopped and manages to find not only the Daily Planet, but also Clarks goddamn apartment building.

He manages to get a list and pictures of all reporters at the Daily Planet.

He figures out who Superman is.

Superman only realizes he has a child following him around when said child almost gets too close the the action.

And then he does it again.

And again.

In the middle of an argument, the same one that would have driven Jason away, Superman flies into the cave holding a windswept Tim.

"Please teach him how not to die." Was probably not the best opener, but Clarks suffered multiple small heart attacks thanks to the kid, and he needs help from the only completely human hero he knows who can go toe to toe with gods.

The other option was Green Arrow, but Tim's need to solve mysteries fits more with Bruce than Ollie.