#gay road trip

[sharkdrawers]

#fallout new vegas #courier unlucky jones #Radscorpions #Not so rad scorpions #Gay road trip

[my-life-on-parade]

Our road trip through New Mexico, part two, Carlsbad Caverns, the historic luxury hotel The Lodge in the Sacramento Mountains town of Cloudcroft (Judy Garland and Clark Gable carved their names above the fourth banister in a small sitting room at the top of the tower back in 1940).

#gay road trip #new mexico #queer musician #queer photographer #mark navarro #Michael Ely #cloudcroft new mexico #Sacramento Mountains #The Lodge hotel #historic hotel #judy garland #clark gable #gay activist #my gay life #gay senior #gay Tucson couple #carlsbad caverns

[isthiswhatiam]

Rating : Teen And Up Audiences

Word count : 3,801

AU : During XMFC

Summary : To say Erik is intrigued by the man who saves his life is an understatement. Maybe there is an upside to working with the CIA, after all.

Tags : Gay Mutant Road Trip, oh holy shit that's a tag, Love Confessions, Jealousy, Developing Relationship

Warnings : None

#i did NOT intend to post this so late i was just sleeping on this #cherik #ao3 #charles xavier #erik lehnsherr #gay road trip #fluff #uhh...not good at tagging ever #writing tag

[gaydarlove]

Daniel & Sean 👬

#gay #gay road trip #queer #gay couple #lgbtq

[gaycarboys]

Canberra Roadtrip in the Genesis GV80 Pt 1 – Kurrajong Hotel

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#shorts #canberra #cars #gay boys #gay car #gay Car News #gay car reviews #gay cars #gay life #gay lifestyle #gay men #gay road trip #gaycarboys #genesis gv80 #kurrajong hotel #Parliament house #shorts feed #shorts video

[together-nature]

https://christina-867.ludgu.top/b/LtXZbaT

#original art #emmanuel macron #bimbo girl #hollow knight #borderlands #bimbo babe #cookies #road trip #gay gainer #emily browning #girlblog #girlswholift

[knaveofmogadore]

Shuro is kind of an asshole, but it's hard to call him that because what makes him an asshole is being so painfully conflict averse that it causes problems. We ALL know someone like that! The person who simmers on something that made them upset 4 months ago because they don't know how to air grievances. The person who makes up ultimatums in their head without telling anyone. Shuro would think it's too aggressive to block someone on Facebook. He'd get bullied out of line at the grocery store. He'd double book himself on his birthday because he doesn't know how to tell people no. Shuro is so averse to initiating any form of conflict at all that he'd inadvertently cause a fight on a road trip by being too nervous to just pick a fast food joint to piss in

#messages from knave #dungeon meshi #i just know he drove chilchuck bonkers #he likes falin because she's confident and he'd never have to make a decision ever again in his life #but falin also needs an instigator. not like she's passive but she doesn't like to be the leader #she's a support class she likes to be behind the scenes #also she's gay. completely separate factor #on the road trip laios would have a carefully planned restaurant itenerary #marcille booked all the reservations #falin brought a bunch of road trip activities #chilchuck has control of the gps #shuro and namari take turns driving #at the end of the road trip they have a blow out fight in the parking lot of a red roof inn and they never road trip together again #that's my roadtrip au thank you for reading the extra content in the tags

[everything-military]

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#tattoos #cookies #te amo #road trip #draco malfoy smut #gay gainer #byun baekhyun #the amazing devil #girlblog #ebonygirls #workaholics #henry cavill #milo ventimiglia #A Series Of Unfortunate Events #plebiscite

[my-life-on-parade]

Our road trip through New Mexico, part three, Artisa, Roswell, Pistachioland, Bear Creek cabins in Pinos Altos Mountains near Silver City. May, 2023.

#my gay life #gay couple tucson ariz #gay road trip #queer activist #queer photographer #mark navarro #Michael Ely #new mexico #giant pistachio #Bear Creek cabins #silver city #queer artists #queer musican #alien abduction #roswell new mexico #flying saucer #white sands

[daydreamingqueen1]

Shotgun - Rosekiller NSFW

✰ Where Barty and Evan go in a road trip and enjoy the ride.

Pairing: Barty Crouch Jr/ Evan Rosier

Rating: Explicit (MDNI pls)

Word count: 3.1k

God, it's me again, sinning. Enjoy bitches:

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Warnings / Tags: Explicit Sexual Content, Car Sex, Road Trips, Idiots in Love, Denial of Feelings, friends to still friends cause they are idiots, Internalized Homophobia, Bets, Did I mention they are idiots?, Evan Rosier is a Little Shit, Barty Crouch Jr has a foul mouth, This is filthy and stupid, Blow Jobs, Hand Jobs, Spit As Lube, Deepthroating, Friends With Benefits kind of, Semi-Public Sex, No Angst.

Summary:

“Are you scared that you'll lose, Crouch?” Evan taunts.

Barty shouldn't be so turned on by the idea of wiping his cocky smirk by shoving his dick down his throat. Too late.

Now he is not one to back down from a bet, “Of course not, Rosier.”

Keeping the car straight, he unbuckles the belt in his trousers to prove he's not a coward.

Sometimes Barty wishes he had the ability to think through the consequences of his actions before actually doing them.

Oh, well. To hell with that.

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[landwriter]

Sandman prompt: Dreamling roadtrip

"Remind me why I am allowing this," says Dream.

Hob casts a sidelong glance at him. Dream, in his car. Dream, stuck in the crawl of London traffic with him. Imagine that.

He reels off Dream's succession of unfortunate choices with poorly smothered glee. "Because your sister said you should spend more time among us humans, which you mentioned in passing to Matthew yesterday, who suggested a road trip, then had to explain to you that a road trip meant 'Just driving somewhere for a while', and you apparently you said-," Hob pauses to pitch his voice as low and poncy as possible, "'Ah, a pilgrimage, then. A journey for self-knowledge.' And Matthew said 'That's right, boss' and you said you would, in fact, be curious about such an experience."

"False pretenses," says Dream, darkly, under his breath.

"Indeed," says Hob, who thinks he loves false pretenses now. Matthew had shown up at his flat laughing so hard he couldn't even speak. When he finally recounted the conversation (after Hob had gotten very concerned and asked if Matthew needed a human counselor or an animal vet, and Matthew had shaken his head and wheezed 'No, a driver', before falling into fits of laughter again), Hob had immediately agreed.

"And then I canceled my plans for the weekend because I'm the only human you know who has a car, it turns out," (A reliable and bright red Vauxhall Corsa, thank you for asking.) "And because I'm a very good friend," he adds. He still relishes the new-word feel of it. It had only been four months since Dream had shown up at The New Inn. Hob was skiving off marking midterm papers for this, actually.

"Yes," says Dream. Hob realizes he'd skive off the whole term for this.

How could he turn down the prospect? His friend, literally strapped into the Corsa for at least the next several hours. Assuming Dream didn't leap out and flee on foot down the M1 - which seemed so thoroughly undignified for a being of Dream's station that Hob felt utterly assured of his company. It had all rather gone to his head.

"This will be fun," he promises. "Feel the grass under your feet, and that."

Dream looks out the window bitterly as a lorry overtakes them. Hob has never been the fastest of drivers. Never really took to it, to be honest. Bit of the medieval peasant in him, he thinks, can't quite make himself go over fifty miles per hour. But he's very safe. Hardly any accidents. Mostly minor rear-end damage.

"I see no grass," says Dream.

"Surely the Lord of Stories is familiar with figurative speech," says Hob, and glows under the heat of Dream's glare in reply.

"Anyways," he continues, "We're getting to that bit. Literally. In, uh, six hours or so? It's a great spot. But in the mean time, this is part of it too." Hob takes a hand off the wheel to gesture with a flourish at the sea of sensible hatchbacks and work vans around them, swimming like fish in the asphalt rivers of London's outer burbs. "Humanity," he pronounces, and the car drifts a little into the next lane. Humanity honks rudely at him and then accelerates safely out of Hob's radius.

Dream's sulking seems to have pushed him fully into the realm of catatonia, because Hob's passengers are usually more animated when he does exciting little things like that. Hob looks over in concern and this time the car barely follows with him.

"Bit rusty," he offers.

Dream deigns to snort softly at that. "My sister is far worse," he says.

Hob raises his eyebrows. It was hard to imagine Death bad at anything, frankly. Dream must see his look because he clarifies.

"Another sister. Delirium. An official of the carriageway stopped us. He would not have us continue our passage. So she gave him delusion of bugs crawling across his skin. Forever."

"Well, that's one way to get out of a ticket," says Hob, and makes a mental note to ask Death for a complete list of siblings and how to avoid angering them.

"He was being rude," adds Dream. He suddenly sounds very much like an older brother.

"Oh, fair play, then," says Hob affably. He'd had little sisters once. He understood.

They drive in silence for a few minutes. Hob thinks about putting on a playlist, and has just decided that nineties Britpop is perfect for this occasion when they pass a junction sign and he exclaims in recognition.

"The M25! Funny story, I know just the loveliest antiquarian book dealer who says his partner - uh, I'm assuming there, but if you heard the way he talks about him - anyways, his partner designed it. Some kind of high-flying civil engineer, I reckon."

"Really," says Dream. "A...high-flying...civil engineer." He sounds fascinated.

Hob hadn't expected Dream to be interested in road design.

"Something like that, definitely," he says, looking over to see Dream, staring at him, rapt. He looks back and brakes just in time to avoid hitting the car in front of him as it turns off onto the motorway in question. "Sorry. Saw him once in passing, actually. Dresses like you. Very fancy and dark."

"Perhaps you should keep your focus on the road, Hob," says Dream, but he sounds like he's smiling.

"Oh, we're not for a while yet," says Hob. Half truth, half optimism.

"Where are we going?" asks Dream. Hob beams. He's just won a bet with Matthew.

"It's a surprise" he says. "Now, have you heard of this band called Oasis?"

#asks #the sandman #dreamling #dream of the endless #hob gadling #prompt fill #my writing #road trip fic is a timeless genre #hob is making it up as he goes #hob def has multiple routes in mind depending on how long dream is willing to abscond with him #hey fellas is it gay to want to drive across the country with your best friend #(hey fellas is it gay to hope you'll have to stay the night at a village inn and be mistaken for a couple)