#homoerotic sword fights

[rampagingthesaurus]

To the tune of That's Amore:

When two girls fight with swords

and then kiss on the floor

Tanthamore

#mispronounced it in my head one time #tanthamore #kit tanthalos #jade claymore #kit x jade #lesbian #sword lesbians #homoerotic sword fights #willow 2022 #willow #willow disney+ #willow series #willow show #willow spoilers

[spaceistheplaceart]

when the sparring becomes homoerotic! 😳

#i have a fic for this scenario but im still working on it. lmk in tags if u wanna see the fic! #sidlink #prince sidon #king sidon #totk #botw #tears of the kingdom #breath of the wild #op art #sidon x link #can you tell i love homoerotic fight scenes like when they tilt the chin up with the sword? no? ok

[kitamars]

so uh. narumitsu pirate au anyone?

#i’ve been having the most horrific brainworms for the past few days and i just remembered to crosspost to tumblr #listen. this is definitely self-indulgent and i will not hide from that #beanix as a pirate *dies* #i spent a whole morning with julie planning the story and my brain is exploding #it’s about the TENSION and the HOMOEROTIC SWORD FIGHTS OKAY #narumitsu #wrightworth #phoenix wright #naruhodou ryuuichi #miles edgeworth #mitsurugi reiji #maya fey #ayasato mayoi #dahlia hawthorne #miyanagi chinami #mia fey #chihiro ayasato #aa #ace attorney #gyakuten saiban #ok bye

[cough-droplet]

Having to confront the possibility that this rivalry will never get better than this

#the capaldi era is my favorite Master storyline in history but bros... #they didn't homoerotically sword fight in that #doctor who #doctor who liveblogs #dw liveblog season 9 #the doctor #third doctor #the master

[bizarrelittlemew]

when you've carefully coordinated your slutty-yet-homey outfit to flirt with your crush on deck but then you have to deal with vitamin deficiencies

#stede bonnet #ofmd #ida.stuff #our flag means death #ofmd gifs #he's not just in his nightclothes he's wearing pants #shiny tight pants also worn for homoerotic sword-fighting practice in the late hours

[braindamagedrizz]

In Succession.

#destiny 2 #destiny 2 oc #destiny oc #destiny osiris #destiny 2 fanart #osiris x saint 14 x oc #osiris destiny #destiny 2 guardians #Osiris x Guardian #Sketches #sword fighting #weirdly homoerotic training #Mostly done for practice #Osiris and Ruxiz deserve to have some fruity training sessions

[itsdefinitely]

tumblr isn't letting me boop anymore i can't deal with this

#definite's ted talks #JUST after i figured out how to evil boop people on mobile.......... #red error message how i hate you. we are entrenched in a homoerotic sword fight. i will persevere

[g-l-owstick]

happy pride month 🥰

#digital art #naruto shippuden #sasunarusasu #homoerotic sword fight #my art

[constellation-skirmishes]

another round, love?

#llychaa #jedi oc master llyr mai #sith oc rachaa #lukka's ocs #their ship name (thank you mimse) is llychaa. like lychee. #its so cute #WHEN I TELL YOU I FUCKING EXPLODED WHILE DRWAING THIS #I MEAN I COMBUSTED INTO A PILE OF ASHES #whyt are they so GAY #anywyas poor thetra probably walked in on them once. #GET THE DYKES A ROOM !!!! #this is what the LIBERALS want !!!! #they watch star wars for the HOMOEROTIC SWORD FIGHTING LESBIANS🤬😤

[bi-buckrights]

Last Sentence Tag Game

RULES: Post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic / original / anything) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence.

Thanks for the tags y’all 🥰 @hippolotamus @spotsandsocks

“Dead.” Eddie breaks the silence, keeping his sword under Buck’s chin for a moment longer as if to remind Buck that he lost.

Tagging @monsterrae1 @loserdiaz @rogerzsteven @prettyboybuckley @heartshapedvows @eddiebabygirldiaz @hoodie-buck @spaceprincessem @bekkachaos @elvensorceress @disasterbuckdiaz @honestlydarkprincess @wildlife4life

#pirate au #buddie #buddie wip #buddie pirate au #have some homoerotic sword fighting for your Friday #tag game #911 #911 on abc #my writing

[cottoncandysprite]

I HOPE THESE BITCHES TEAR EACH OTHER APART!!!!!

#we love a good homoerotic sword fight dont we lads #what we do in the shadows #wwdits #nandermo #nandor the relentless #guillermo de la cruz #art

[campfireofdreams]

griffguts first duel was so funny because it was like

guts: i'll beat your ass 🫵😡🗡

griffith: i like you more and more 😍💘

#rereading right now and i'm like adfgjsd #have you seen a more homoerotic sword fight #😭😭

[thewips]

👀gay betrayal on the kings smp?👀sad gays? 👀lovers to enemies angst hurt no comfort?👀 gay divorce on the kings smp?👀 sad gay breakup scene on the kings smp?👀

#i can almost hear our beloved mutual jest going #trade offer #we receive: princetech content #you receive: views #/aff #the important question is will there be a homoerotic sword fight to the death #kings smp #minutetech #lifesteal smp #princezam

[trash-wizard-thing]

The very masculine, manly urge to have my boyfriend push me against a wall while we are sword fighting. Our blades are locked together and our faces contorted as we both struggle to gain control. They suddenly lunge toward and kiss me, thus causing me to lose focus and then get beaten.

Yes, this is very masculine thought

#I’m sorry #but I just love sword fights #and their very homoerotic tendencies #mlm blog #mlm longing #gay mlm #mlm concept #mlm love #nblm love #gay love #gay thoughts #mlm yearning #nblm yearning #trans boyfriend #trans mlm #trans boy

[ggardengirl]

the real reason why jade let kit win all their duels for so long

#homoerotic sword fighting #can be something so personal #jade claymore #kit tanthalos #tanthamore #willow 2022

[caspianthegeek]

No but when I talk about homoerotic sword fighting between Aziraphale and Crowley it takes on a special tone. Sword fighting is always fun. Sword fighting your immortal enemy turned love of your existence who you trust completely while you both have access both to miracles and the ability to see tells on the ethereal plane? It’s a whole new level of fun and I try to catch it every time. Let me show you what I mean…

For a moment, Aziraphale thought that Crowley would argue with him. Yet when he stepped into the field the redhead followed without complaint. Aziraphale sank into a fighting stance and gestured for Crowley to draw his blade.

Without warning, Crowley dove towards him. Aziraphale dodged deftly. They danced around each other, blades clanging. The demon was fast, but he didn’t have the experience that Aziraphale possessed. Their haphazard waltz was over after a few minutes, Crowley’s sword flying from his hand.

“Again,” Aziraphale said firmly, breathing hard. Crowley raised an eyebrow but walked over and scooped up the sword without protest. “This time, instead of batting out haphazardly try to watch where I’m heading next. Stop me before I get there.”

This time it was Aziraphale who lunged. He was pleased to see Crowley’s eyes tracking him, and the squirmish lasted longer. When the demon’s blade went flying, instead of stopping, he pulled the daggers from their sheaths and continued.

The blades had less reach, but Crowley’s speed made up for it as he twirled around Aziraphale. The angel wanted nothing more than to stop and watch him. Concentration deeply etched into the demon’s face as he focused on Aziraphale alone. As if the two were the only ones in the world that mattered, and to each other hadn’t they always been? His demon was beautiful, hair flashing in the sun. The angel bid his time, watching his partner’s growing irritation at his patience. When Crowley got sloppy, swiping forward and leaving a side unprotected, Aziraphale pivoted behind him.

The angel’s blade rested softly on Crowley’s neck, the demon pressed against his chest. Both daggers hung at his side, useless.

“Better,” Aziraphale whispered into his ear.

Crowley leaned back, arching into the touch.

There was a murmur from the watching crowd, but Aziraphale couldn’t quite stop the grin from crossing his face. “You’re putting on a show.”

Crowley hummed in agreement before turning his face and gently placing a kiss on Aziraphale’s neck. “I am. Don’t look up, but we’ve got an emperor watching.”

Aziraphale tensed. “How do you want to play it?”

Crowley let his daggers slip to the ground and reached up to wrap his arms around Aziraphale’s neck, paying no attention to the blade still resting on his throat. “I’m done playing games with him. What’s he going to do? Send me to the arena?”

A shiver ran through Aziraphale. “Yes, well. Even then you should be training. Perhaps you’d be encouraged to try a bit more with a reward?” He brushed his lips down Crowley’s neck softly. “Show me what you can do and maybe I’ll return the favor.”

“Fuck, Aziraphale,” Crowley gasped out.

“Maybe if you earn it,” Aziraphale chuckled, letting the blade drop and stepping back.

Crowley made a show of picking his weapons up from where they’d fallen, as he circled Aziraphale slowly. Aziraphale unfocused his gaze and on another plane of existence, he watched the demon: all scales, black wings, and glowing eyes. Crowley stalked him and a shiver ran down his spine at the thought.

Yet he wasn’t without protection, and he raised his sword just as the demon leaped forward. The clang of the daggers meeting sword rang across the field, and Crowley withdrew a small hiss slipping out.

Aziraphale smirked, his heart racing. He let his sword dip down as he beckoned challengingly with his open hand. A flush filled Crowley’s cheeks as the demon darted forward and feinted to the left at the last moment.

It almost worked, but Aziraphale saw the point of Crowley’s blade inching towards his unprotected side. Instead of reaching out with a sword, Aziraphale’s hand darted out grabbing Crowley’s own and spinning the pair of them until he could draw him in close and bring their lips together.

Crowley tore away from the kiss, backing into a defensive stance. His eyes were full golden as he measured Aziraphale. His tongue darted out, a snake instinct testing the air. He slowly swayed back and forth, as if he could hypnotize Aziraphale with his very body.

It was too much. He’d wanted to pull Crowley into his arms since they walked into the grounds, and here he was. A tantalizing dessert before him, if he could only capture him. Aziraphale lunged, heedless of any danger for he knew his demon was no threat to him.

Crowley feinted left and then in the blink of an eye had Aziraphale pushed back, daggers crossed between them. The angel was barely able to get his sword up in time as the demon cornered him. A moment of outrage flashed through Aziraphale, not even Crowley could move that quickly.

This time when Crowley leaned in, neither of them broke off the kiss over the crossed blades. Who cared who was watching? His demon was here and he was so very real and firm in front of him. With a small move, Crowley pushed Aziraphale’s limp sword arm to the side. The steel dropped to the ground as the angel wrapped the arm around his lover to pull him tight, kissing him fiercely.

Crowley pressed into him, eliminating any space between them.

Nero’s voice cut through his focus. “Really?”

With a groan, Aziraphale broke the kiss. His eyes narrowed on the demon languidly gazing at him. “You cheated,” he fussed.

“I am a demon,” Crowley murmured as he pecked a kiss on the corner of Aziraphale’s mouth. He stepped back, sauntering towards the center of the ring as he resheathed his daggers. The demon spun to the viewing platform above them. “Dear Emperor, you had something to say?”

“This is not a brothel, it is a training ring,” Nero sneered.

Crowley bowed his head respectfully. “Am I to understand you are experienced in training? Perhaps you’d like to come join us and teach me instead? I’d be delighted to cross blades with you!”

“I’ve no blade with me,” Nero stated pompously. “Or of course, I’d join you.”

The demon’s hand slid down to his dagger and a moment later it flew through the air, embedding itself in the wooden beam next to Nero’s head. “Are you sure, your excellency?” Crowley cooed.

Nero tugged at the blade, trying to pull it free. When he couldn’t do so easily with one hand, he used both, putting his entire body into the attempt. The dagger, miraculously, didn’t move.

“Perhaps next time,” Crowley said cheerfully.

The Emperor shook with rage as his hands slipped away from the dagger. Without a word, he stormed from the arena, his guard following behind him.

Aziraphale slid to Crowley, resting his hand on the small of the demon’s back possessively. “Bit much, wasn’t it?”

“You ended the fun early, could’ve let him pull the blade out,” Crowley complained.

Aziraphale arched an eyebrow. “You still have to train. I’d like you to fight without cheating.”

(If you want to know *why* Aziraphale and Crowley are in a gladiator training ring and what exactly is going on with Nero, boy oh boy is there a fic waiting for you)

#good omens #good omens fanfiction #good omens fic #ineffable partners #caspian writes #homoerotic sword fighting #flirting with sharp pointy objects