#wake up babe homosexuals dropped

[amundsenxcook]

wake up babes incredibly homosexual life and death situation between frederick cook and roald amundsen just dropped

#frederick cook #belgica expedition #polar exploration #roald amundsen #my post #madhouse at the end of the earth

[tom-at-the-farm]

I was looking for a tiny wee leather coin purse online and I can't believe how stupidly gendered they are. Like some products specifically have "for men" in the title and literally the only difference is that they don't come in colors like Overemotional Pink or Homosexual Lavender. And there are always several women in the reviews being like "I bought this for my hubby (I am a woman) and he loves it! I may even consider getting one myself, even though, like I mentioned, I am a woman"

Wake up babe new gender dropped, it's those tiny ass leather coin purses

#anyway i did get one and it's so cute #although i did immediately turn into a man upon receipt of product

[heroicheart]

five times drabble prompt @magnetress​ sent five times kissed

1.

THE FIRST TIME she kisses her it’s goodbye. lorna’s barely conscious but every movement she makes in her sleep seems tortured. whatever she learned about her parents was so traumatizing, she couldn’t snap herself out of it --and alex was appearing to have little luck on that front too. but seeing her so tormented feels like a knife straight into her heart --she, more than most, knows just what a broken heart can do to the psyche. 

the nights seem lonelier than ever, especially when your thoughts are all that’s loud and clear. and she’s already lost too damn much to say goodbye to lorna. so it’s that moment she realizes her choice is clear: take the morrigan up on her offer if it means saving lorna. 

it’s a selflessness she wasn’t sure she was even capable of --especially not after the death of her son. 

❛ i’ll make this right for you. ❜ she whispers, leaning over her bed just to kiss her forehead. and for a moment, she wonders if this is what love is --not to be in love with someone, she’s felt that-- but to actually love someone. to care for them, to put their happiness above yours and save them from the demons that ail you. if her life as she knows it ends today, at least she dies knowing lorna is alive and well. 

2. 

THEIR REUNION IS HARDLY SWEET and she’ll be the first to admit she kind of stoked the fires by shaking off all of lorna’s attempts to save her from the mess she’d created. but death was her burden --and she took it on to save her. she’s still saving her. because even on a deathless island, if the monster craves death, she refuses to let it be anyone else’s but her own. her mess. her burden. and it was worth it because even if her deal with the morrigan went south, lorna being alive was proof her decision to merge with a goddess in the first place was the right thing. 

trying to dodge her was tricky --how do you lie to the face of someone who’s known you for years? so she pushes her away out of fear, pulling her off her tracks until x-factor cracks the code entirely. and once she’s free of her divine burden, she almost feels guilty for the way she’d been so cagey.

months go by and instead of pushing her away, she clings to her now. divinity was no longer a curse haunting her, but what they’d both lived through still kept each other up at night. and when she can’t seem to put the bottle down even after the morrigan is out of her life, it drives her straight to her. the kiss is messy and far from graceful, the product of poor impulse control from someone was not in the right headspace to elaborate on those desires. 

3.

SHE’S NOT GOOD at giving her heart away --she’s never been. and the more she stays here, the more feelings lorna seems to dig out of her heavily guarded heart. running was always the easiest choice --it was the safe choice. and she’d been avoiding the “lets talk about you getting drunk and kissing me” conversation for so long. 

finding her training out front was the last thing she expected --mostly because lorna’s always had this effortless air of coolness to her. like she knows who she is and what she’s capable of already. but this x-factor team seemed to change her, like she’d been rocked off her game. maybe seeing hundreds of dead bodies a day would do that to you. for a moment she just watches her, the way her brow creases when she’s concentrating on lifting an object, how effortless she makes it all look. it’s captivating, but her head gets pulled out of the clouds when she opens herself up to get hit by opponent. the battle bot she was sparring with shuts down immediately but she still makes her way over to her on impulse.

she asks if she’s ok, one hand on the small of her back as she tries to keep her upright. its the proximity thats intoxicating and for a moment, it seems like both of them forgot lorna’d just been hurt --all that mattered was the only two people in the world: them. she doesn’t need to think about it, pure instinct kicking in as she leans in just that extra bit to kiss her. terry’s always been impulsive and she knows it’s not the first time she’s thrown herself at someone --but this felt different. the kiss is soft and the silent honesty of it makes her feel like it’s the most intimate moment of her life.

but when lorna brings up talking about that one too, she bolts, the feeling of her lips against hers imprinted into her memory. 

4. 

SHE DOESN’T DO EMOTIONS. lorna seems eager to talk about the obvious tension they’d been building for the last few months and for theresa, the thought of that kind of vulnerability makes her want to run. love doesn’t work --relationships are built up just to be torn down. and someone like her with baggage for days just isn’t built to be someone loved long term. people always leave and one day...lorna would leave her too. 

so she picks a cure for what ails her, thinking she’s confused a physical desire with an emotional longing. sex is easy, it’s always been the easiest part of any regretful relationship she’s gotten herself into. it’s release --and maybe, once she worked this out of her system she could finally just move on. they both could. 

but even the sex feels more like a promise, her gentler nature coaxed out naturally by the softness of her voice every time she says her name. what starts rushed and needy turns into tender kisses and hushed sweet nothings. and when all is said and done, she watches the easy rise and fall of her chest, committing the moment to memory before she slips out of her bedroom and makes her way to sleep on the couch instead. 

5. 

YOU CAN ONLY PUT SOMEONE OFF FOR SO LONG. and lorna’s more perceptive than most --especially when it comes to her. it’s hard to dodge the conversation when the other party knows you so well they already expect the rebuttal you’re about to give. people don’t give her enough credit for it, but lorna is strictly no nonsense and maybe terry’d been wearing out her “bullshit meter” since she got here and refused to address the elephant in the room. 

being put on the spot is as horrifying as it gets, especially because everything she’s saying about her is so painfully true. “you’re afraid of commitment,” “you’re afraid to be happy,” “you keep planning on people leaving you and you combat it by leaving us first.” to be known so intricately is a terrifying thing and sometimes, she feels as though lorna knows the deepest parts of her soul. the parts she’s still too afraid to learn about herself. 

she cuts her own insecurity, forcing herself to forget for a moment that anyone else exists. it’s just them --and lorna’s pretty much got her read to rights on her analysis of her. the tears that fall are fresh but they sting like the coldness of reality. 

so she cracks and she tells her she’s right. that she’s scared of commitment, terrified of vulnerability, and paralyzes herself with the fear of abandonment.  ❛ you’re right but i want you. i want you so bad i don’t even know what to do with myself. ❜ she says and it’s the most honest thing she’d said in months. faith is hard to restore, but faith in lorna was the only thing that’d never been shaken, she realizes. and when she kisses her this time, it’s not an apology, it’s a vow. a vow to be better...a vow to try. 

#♥ ship: you make me dizzy (lornaterry) #magnetress #wake up babe homosexuals dropped

[casgirl]

I think it’s really funny whenever people are like. If one character in a ship is a homosexual the other one HAS to be bi or vice versa. Wake up babe new gender roles just dropped.

#queering being gay by dating someone else who is gay

[pandabunfics]

I Followed the Plan

Disclaimer: This is FICTION, so everything written is a work of fiction and not real, everything in this does not reflect on him as a person in real life.

Sangyeon x Male Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,068

Requested by: @taehyungkim4

Life with Sangyeon has been an interesting one, working alongside him through a project was just the beginning, now the both of you have been in a steady relationship, a non platonic relationship, for almost 8 months. Naturally however, Korean society and Korean people generally don’t accept most homosexual relationships, not to mention with their idol, as much as I love Sangyeon, although I’m yet to tell him that out loud, it’s hard being very secretive, it’s not something I’m used to.

You stand in the kitchen doing the dishes, you always used doing the dishes as an opportunity to escape from the group that is Sangyeon and his members.

“BABE!” Sangyeon shouts from the kitchen doorway.

“Yeah...yeah what?”

“You weren’t answering me, something the matter?”

“Um, no nothing.”

“Are you sure?”

“No….we’ve been together for a while now, it’s dawning on me how hard it is to be so secretive about all this. It’s taking a slight toll on me.”

Sangyeon walks up behind you, turning you around by the waist, you lean back against the sink, “Is there anything I can do? Anything at all to make this better?” Sangyeon wraps his arms around your waist pulling you into a little hug, giving you a little pout to add.

“Being in an out in the open relationship isn’t an option, so maybe a date?”

“A date? Where were you thinking?”

“Busan? I’ve heard a few idols have gone there for dates.”

“Umm…Sure.” Sangyeon hesitates.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“No, I want to, I want to be able to give you that kind of out in the open relationship, or at least as much as I can.”

“Thank you Sanggie.” Sangyeon leans closer giving you a quick kiss, after a moment he grabs a glass of water before returning to the living room with his members.

You return to doing the dishes and begin wondering, 'I hope this date is enough for me, maybe dating an idol is as hard as I was told, maybe I’m in over my head…..just maybe.'

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Walking quickly alongside Sangyeon you both hurry through the train station, “Come on.” Sangyeon gestures towards his left, “This way.” Sangyeon says, you nod in response, following Sangyeon you both get on the train packed with people. 

Throughout the train ride you look towards Sangyeon a few times, he’s completely bundled up, even wearing sunglasses and a mask, as are you, ‘I wonder if anyone will catch us, it feels like we’re criminals.’ You think to yourself.

Eventually you reach your stop, it’s almost 8pm, the amount of people about now is growing less as you walk through streets, “Where are we going?” You ask Sangyeon.

“Somewhere kind of private.”

“How private?”

“Very.”

“Okay.” Sangyeon stops walking almost as soon as you answered, you look up to see a restaurant sign, “Private.” You say to yourself.

“It was either this or a clearing I found, but I thought you’d take that the wrong way, so I chose this place instead.” Sangyeon grabs your hands pulling you into the restaurant, as you enter the realisation sets in, it’s almost empty and the few people who are here, seem to be all the same sex, might be coincidence.

“Table for two?” The waitress asks, “Yes.” Sangyeon replies.

The waitress gestures for us to follow, she shows us our table and we take a seat at the table as she walks away.

This place is cool but something seems wrong, like it seems almost too good to be true or, something bad is- something is just not right.

“You seem quiet, is something wrong?” Sangyeon pats your hand bringing your attention back to the room.

You try and shake off your feeling, “No, it’s all good, thank you for bringing me here, this place seems...nice.”

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After eating and sitting at the table and talking for a little bit with a couple of drinks, Sangyeon begins getting a little touchy, “Sangyeon I think you’re a little tipsy.”

“I’m not tipsy, I just want to be affectionate with you.”

You smile to yourself and stand up from the table, “Let’s get home.”

“Oh alright.”

You grab Sangyeon’s hand and lead him to the entrance, you pay for the food and take his hand again as you walk out with him.

When you are on the street Sangyeon stays by your side, suddenly your get pulled into a small alcove by the restaurant, “Sangyeon what are you doing?”

“What? No one’s watching, it’s almost 9:30pm, there’s very few people out here and I want to give you your out in the open relationship.” He immediately finishes his sentence by kissing you, he puts his hand on the back of your neck, his other hand wrapped around your waist, you don’t put up a fight, you just allow yourself to melt into the kiss.

After some time, very suddenly, Sangyeon pulls back, “What? Sangyeon? What’s wrong?” You shake him a little hoping to get a response, “SANGYEON!”

“Yeah, yeah I heard you.” He’s keeps looking across the street at nothing.

“Did you see something?”

“No, I thought I did, but no.”

“Are you okay?”

“Of course I am, I have you, my protective little boyfriend.”

“Who you calling little?”

Sangyeon just laughs at you, he slips out of the alcove and holds out his hand waiting for you to take it.

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You wake up to your blaring alarm, “AGH.” Sangyeon rolls over trying to ignore it, you pull yourself free from the tangle of limbs in the bed and tap your phone until your alarm turns off. 

“It’s my day off, why is your alarm still on?��

“Just because it’s OUR day off, doesn’t mean we can spend it in bed all day.” You get up and stand beside the bed, much to the protests of Sangyeon.

“Why not?” Sangyeon whines.

“Because.” You pull the duvet off Sangyeon, leaving with only a pillow and his boxers covering him, “We need to do things today and you know that.”

“Ugh fiiiine.” Sangyeon sits up throwing a pillow at you and rushing past you to the bathroom locking it behind him, you just roll your eyes and get to making the bed and tidying up your apartment for the time being.

Sangyeon comes out of the bathroom half dressed in just tracksuit pants, “Put some clothes on.” You tell him averting your eyes from his body.

“Why are you acting like you have never seen me fully naked?”

“I don’t know.”

“Awwww, it’s so cute how you get so flustered over such small things.” Sangyeon pats your head as he walks past you to your bed, picking up his shirt off the floor from the night before, you just take a minute to admire his back muscles before you leave the room. Entering the kitchen you pick up your phone, sit at the table and begin to eat the breakfast you had just prepared for yourself.

Scrolling through twitter seeing people obsessing over something about Taemin as they do, you then see a title that makes your heart drop ‘THE BOYZ Sangyeon found kissing a man!?’

You just sit there wide eyed putting your phone down on the table, Sangyeon walks in cheery, not immediately noticing you hunched up on the seat, still in shock.

When he finally notices, “Hey, what’s up?” Sangyeon sits down opposite you, you look up at him and just slide your phone across the table saying, letting out a painful exhale in anticipation of him reading the news article, as he reads his expression goes through multiple changes, shock, horror, terror, fear, sadness, “I’m so sorry Y/N”

“What?”

“I thought we were safe last night. And look, now we’re- Oh my god, this is all my fault.” Sangyeon gets up and begins to pace around the kitchen thinking to himself, you try and compose yourself for a moment, “This is just as much my fault as it is yours.”

“But it wa-“

“It was my idea to go out and on top of that, I’m in this relationship too, so when something happens, it’s also my fault.” You walk over to Sangyeon, wrapping your arms around his ribs, hugging him.

Sangyeon grips on to you letting out a few tears, “Sangyeon? Oh my god, honey.” You grab Sangyeon’s face and just look in his eyes, he smiles at you as he always does.

“Why are you smiling?”

“Because I have you, even though this is the worst thing that could possibly happen to me, us, I still have you, and no one can take that away from me.”

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“A fan posted this image on Wednesday at 9:36PM on multiple social media platforms, allowing it to be seen by as many people as possible.” The man in the chair turns around to face both you and Sangyeon sitting there.

He continues, “Do you understand how much of an effect this will have on your reputation as an idol, not to mention on us as a company? We cannot allow this kind of behaviour to go on, however….despite this, I am not removing you nor am I terminating you contract.”

Sangyeon, eyes wide looks up at the man, “Wait- what? I’m still in THE BOYZ, I’m still in the company?”

“That is correct however, YOU will be the one to deal with this mess, you will be the one to clear it all up, am I understood?”

“Yes sir.” Sangyeon slouches back in relief, he seems almost annoyed though, Sangyeon and you both get up and bow to the man before walking to the door, “I hope you understand that you will need to make a public comment about the false accusations of your sexuality and the full situation.”

“Yes Sir.”

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“I can’t believe you got caught." Jacob says resting his hand on Sangyeon’s shoulder.

“I know. You two have always been pretty careful.” Kevin adds.

“What’s going to happen?” Eric says sitting beside you on the floor.

“I don’t know, I have to do a live and explain the whole thing.” Sangyeon says leaning back on the couch, clutching at his face, rubbing eyes.

Eric and Kevin look at each other quickly before Eric pipes up, “Y/N come with me, I need to talk to you.”

“Uh sure.” You follow Eric into the dorm’s kitchen, seeing the rest of his members in there, Eric closes the door behind, “Eric what’s going on?”

“We just want to ask you something about Sangyeon.”

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Sangyeon sits in the seat behind the table and in front of the camera, looking pressured he takes a deep breath before nodding to one of the managers overlooking the live, you sit off to the side being able to watch him make the announcement.

The manager turns on the VLive, Sangyeon introduces himself as expected, “As some of you may have seen recently, some things, have been said- about me and...another person.” Sangyeon quickly looks at you, you give a reassuring smile, he smiles back, “As some of you have seen, some things were said about me, a picture of me and someone else has been circulating, and I wanted to just say…….that’s my boyfriend and I love him.” The managers eyes widen and all of them panic and try to end the live as fast as possible, Sangyeon stands up with an aura of pride around him.

“What’s wrong with you?!” The manager yells at Sangyeon, “I was told to explain the situation, I did just that.”

The manager stands there in complete confusion unable to pull together a response, Sangyeon grabs your hand pulling you out of the room and down the hall, “Sangyeon what the hell have you done?”

“I followed the plan.”

“What plan?”

“Kevin’s plan.”

“For me? You did all this for me? What about the other members? Their reputation, your reputation, your career-”

“Babe, who do you think told me to do it?”

“I love you.” You slap your hands over you mouth in immediate shock.

Sangyeon just smiles at you…..as he always does, “I love you too.”

Rules

Masterlist

#kpop #the boyz #tbz #lee sangyeon #sangyeon #kpop x male reader #the boyz x male reader #tbz x male reader #lee sangyeon x male reader #sangyeon x male reader #kpop angst #the boyz angst #kpop male reader #tbz angst #lee sangyeon angst #sangyeon angst #kpop fluff #the boyz fluff #sangyeon fluff #kpop m!reader #sangyeon M!reader #m!reader #sangyeon x m!reader

[agnesandhilda]

having longtime friends come out is fun it's like wake up babe new homosexual just dropped

#bolo speaks

[anxiouslyfred]

Discovery of Magic

so I pulled 4 names out of the hat, got Thomas, Logan, Remy and Romulus and somehow forgot you know, to include discovering magic somewhere along writing about the Functions appearing, Thomas meeting Creativity and Logan just getting annoyed.

At least I mentioned magic though

/\/\/\/\/\

The sides had become commonplace to Thomas. Their appearances no longer shocked him, but he would sit with Logan discussing or trying to figure out how the sides actually gained human form and whether there could be a scientific basis for their existence.

“We could really use Creativity for this discussion. He would have the most accurate information, provided I am correct in believing he was the first of all of us to gain form.” Logan was musing, looking through the pages of observations and data he’d managed to gather since Thomas began questioning the subject.

Thomas was already raising a hand to call a side before he paused, “When you say Creativity you mean Roman, right? It’s not Remus I’m meant to be summoning?”

“I mean Creativity. Before he decided there was too much control over the rest of us in his role. It’s unlikely the brothers will return to being the King without some difficulty.” Logan explained, shaking his head at the offer.

That shook Thomas’s understanding of his sides once more. “Wait, you mean there was one singular Creativity that embodied both the sides I know as Creativity now?”

“He means it’s midnight and I’m missing you, Babes!”The voice came from a man Thomas had never seen before, although undoubtedly another copy of himself. It was a toss up over which was more confusing, the sunglasses being worn, or the paper sign proclaiming ‘SLEEP’ on the man’s chest.

A glance to Logan showed his bewilderment reflected back. “I don’t believe he does mean that, given neither of us know you. Are you another side?”

“A function, Baby. A function you’re still depriving yourself of. I’m Sleep but you can call me anytime.” The new function shoved his sunglasses up, coming over to force a space between Logan and Thomas on the sofa and leaning into Thomas.

Logan had already grabbed a notebook and pen, more questions sparking in his eyes. “Thomas never had functions before now. How did you form?”

“Don’t know, some dude called Romulus met me like twenty minutes ago, mentioned the time and told me how to get here.” Sleep shrugged before frowning. “No, you aren’t doing that, Gurl. Thomas should be sleeping and that means goodnight for you too!”

Before Logan could say anything more there was a kiss to his forehead and he was falling back into the mind space and fast asleep.

Thomas was definitely alarmed by that display of the functions powers but his attempt to back away was hindered by Sleep latching onto his arm. “No Cutie. The only place we’re going is upstairs to your bed.”

“Do you at least have a name if I’ve got to sleep with you?” Thomas tried to delay getting up, only to find himself being carried. A lullaby he thought might be from Mary Poppins began to be hummed from the chest he was cradled against. Listening to the tune finally started to relax him after the recent alarms.

It was only as he was tucked into bed beside Sleep that he got a reply, just as he was drifting off. “I’m called Remy, Darling.”

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Thomas woke the next morning to the sound of Logan huffing and a chuckle he didn’t recognise. It was as he blinked at the side and the regal copy beside him that he realised Remy’s arms were wrapped around him.

“Can I at least get a coffee before you start explaining whatever’s irritated you?” He yawned, stopping Logan from whatever he’d been about to say and sitting up, finding no resistance from the arms around him.

Sleep also began sitting up, securing his sunglasses in front of his eyes as the curtains were opened. “Gurl, I better be getting some of that bean juice too.”

“Did I adopt Remy in my sleep?” He grumbled, tired thoughts moving sluggishly as he got up. He had to glance at the one person who hadn’t spoken yet as he hoped to pass through the door.

They were dressed in a mixture of golds and silvers, with a crown of metallic vine leaves perched on his head. Where Roman and Remus dressed reminiscently of Disney characters, this figure seemed to bring their wardrobe from the Ancient Romans or Greeks.

“Creativity you need to let Tomas through.” Logan tried to insist, tugging on his tunic since they had both been blocking the doorway.”

Everyone watched as the side rolled his eyes and just walked directly into Thomas, knocking him back onto the bed before freezing. “When did he stop being able to walk through us?”

“Please say I’m not being told Creativity is an imbecile? God you guys took ages to get past the camera if it was turned on and he just expected to walk through me?” Thomas groaned, torn between going back to sleep or trying to demand Roman and Remus were returned.

Logan snorted, smirking over at the other. “Not an imbecile, just wilfully ignoring the memories of the brothers since, and I’m quoting here, ‘What can halves of me teach this full unfettered splendour?’ Oh and since all my questions have been given the answer magic I am still looking into the reason for our manifesting. He’s atrocious for any form of logical reasoning.”

“I think I’d prefer Remus too... what actually is your name, anyway?” Thomas groused, standing again to walk away. “Rems, if you want coffee you better stop snickering.”

“I’m Romulus,the King of your Imagination, at your service, Thomas.” The dramatic bow, including whisking the crown of his head to hold outstretched fell flat given Thomas was entirely focused on setting the coffee pot off and shoving some bread into the toaster. 

Glancing back, he did snicker a little. “I see where Roman gets it from. Logan, want some crofters on toast? You might as well have breakfast with me while you’re here.” Thomas offered, already getting the jelly out of a cupboard, smiling when he spotted Remy getting the mugs out and pouring them both coffees.

There was quiet for a shot time as Romulus tried to figure out if he had been snubbed since he wasn’t offered any form of sustenance while the function and other side were both provided for. Everyone else was waking up fully with the extra energy of food and coffee in their systems.

“So, Romulus. Remy mentioned you being there when he formed last night. Are you the one responsible for forming Functions and Sides alike?” Thomas asked after watching both the newcomers for a while.

That got a proud smile and Romulus straightened up to stand tall. “Indeed, tis I. By the powers of the moon I came into being and now seek to provide only the best aids to your living such as your personality requires.” He announced.

“Where does the moon come into this?” Logan asked, pulling over Thomas’s calendar and a page of moon phrases up on his phone.

Romulus pouted at the immediate distraction Logan had taken instead of waiting for an answer by trying to figure it out himself. Deciding to recapture everyone’s attention with a dramatic recounting he began; “Why the moon was full the night I formed. Thomas was dreaming and wishing about Hercules and the Greek gods as only Disney would tell their tales. I began to form from the strength of those dreams, but chose to manifest as Creativity as there was such joy in it for young Thomas. So many wondrous dreams of rescuing a princess and living happily with her forever more.”

The story broke of as simultaneously the three at the table began choking, and laughing when they could breathe again. “Wow, you really should look through some of Roman’s memories, Remus’s would be pretty interesting for you too.” Thomas couldn’t think of much more to say, caught in the hilarity that apparently he was going to come out to himself years after accepting his sexuality. 

Logan was laughing as well, head in his hands and remembering the times before attraction had even been a thought in Thomas’s mind beyond the stories. Even that had been after Romulus had decided to split. He had been writing the story down for logical analysis of how reasonable some of the specific details could be but the notes could wait for a moment. “We’re gay, Romulus. Please tell me you understand what homosexuality is, regardless of what memories you’re ignoring”

“It means happy?” Creativity tried, glancing at Remy even as he joined in with the laughter.

“Babes, you made me from present day Thomas, of course I know he’s only going to want that happy ever after with some gorgeous man. No dames allowed in this fairytale, no ma’am.” Remy had the clearest attempt at explaining just why they were all laughing at Romulus’s clueless story. “Well, they’re welcome as friends actually. We can always use some fabulous bitches.”

Shaking off the moment of hilarity and summoning a book they’d looked through with Talyn once, Logan prevented Romulus from talking further. “Regardless, it’s becoming clear that Roman and Remus are much better suited to our Thomas’s needs than you are. I believe I can investigate the way we formed adequately enough with the information you’ve provided now.”

“But what about all the other functions I was going to create?” Romulus protested the clear dismissal, some of Remus’s restless energy finally showing through as Thomas seemed to be agreeing.

“Babes, I’ve existed for like 12 hours and even I can say that with the headache from the six sides he has, having more than a couple functions will make this guy a walking disaster, never knowing what to focus on.” Remy shook his head, already aware there were a few other functions about and wondering if they would ever meet Thomas.

Thomas picked up on both comments with a side glance. “Yeah, my friends already get concerned over how much I talk to myself. Probably best you separate again so I don’t have too many people walking around.”

Instead of saying anything more Romulus once again dropped into a deep bow, sinking out. Remy also toasted his coffee, downing the rest and fading back into Thomas’s mind. 

Logan and Thomas shared a glance now they were alone. “So how did Romulus reform? You said you thought it would be difficult.”

“Apparently they’ve always been able to, but neither particularly likes Creativity. They prefer to be brothers but when they realised what we’ve been discussing and trying to research they wanted to help out. Roman left a note in my room explaining what was going on.” Logan sighed, leaning against one of the counters enough his head was against the wall.

“Didn’t seem like Romulus wanted to follow the plan.” Thomas remarked, half considering how he could comfort an obviously stressed Logical side.

Logan shook his head. “He just wanted to pretend you were still a kid and nothing had changed. For now, I’ve got a book of crossword puzzles in my room that I think I’ll spend an hour or two doing after confirming Romulus has gone.”

Thomas waved as the side disappeared, mentally making a note to be careful what questions he asks himself in the future. After all now he apparently had some functions to get to know.

#character thomas #thomas sanders #king creativity #remy sanders #logan sanders #functions #magic #sleep sanders #funbruary

[ladyshandioftheendless]

~Gn’R AU writings 5~

Ooof I’m sorry this story keeps taking really dark turns but..considering Axl’s childhood..yeah..he needs so many hugs..and actual love.

~Shandi

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~HIGH SCHOOL AU Part 5~

Pairing: Slash/Axl Rose

Summary: Axl struggles with his growing feelings for Slash. (told from Axl’s POV)

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It’s kinda funny waking up to a face full of Slash’s curls~ 

His hair is soft and it smells so good..I like the way it tickles my nose. I watch him for a while as he sleeps peacefully. I never took the time to appreciate how fuckin’ beautiful he is. I lay my head against his chest and listen to his heart. His skin is warm. It makes me feel safe..especially when he curls his arm around my waist to keep me close. I think back to last night and my face heats up. I dunno why. I’m never fuckin’ shy about sex, but with him it’s..different. I wanna feel it again. I reach under the covers and stroke his cock. It doesn’t take long to get him hard~ I lean close to his ear. “Hey...you awake~?” 

“..mmph..I am now..” 

“You wanna fuck~?”

“..can’t think of a better way to wake up~” 

I agree~ He reaches under his pillow and hands me a condom. “No offense, babe..I just like bein’ careful y’know?” I shrug. “I didn’t object last night..why would I object now~?” It’s kinda endearing actually. Other guys I’ve been with didn’t even give a fuck..and neither did I..which was really fuckin’ stupid in hindsight. I’m not gonna make the same mistake with him. Once I get it on him I’m straddling him the same way I did last night. He really seemed to like it when I rode him..I’m sure he’d like an encore~ 

I thought it was just wishful thinking but it’s true. Sex with Slash is different. I look down at my hands braced against his chest. I love the contrast of our skin tones. He lovingly strokes my hair and my face. He traces my lips with his thumb and I take it into my mouth. I grip his shoulders as he thrusts into me harder. 

He feels so fuckin’ incredible.

“Slash..fuck..!” 

“You close..?”

“..yeah..!”

“Cum for me, babe~” 

He wants it from me.

I fuckin’ lose it, but I have to cover my mouth to keep myself from shouting. His dad could be home..and wouldn’t that be awkward as shit.. He laughs, stroking my hand as we come down from our highs. “Now that we’ve..made a total mess of ourselves again how ‘bout a nice shower~?”

“Sounds great~” 

I’ve never showered with anyone before (and at 17 why would I?)..but Slash would be the only one I’d do it with if I had the opportunity~ I love feeling his hands all over me. He has long, thick fingers perfect for guitar playing. He fucks me with them and I thank him by sucking his cock~ We have a good system going~ Once we go back to his room and I glance at his clock reality comes crashing back. It’s almost 9:00..and I have to go with my family to Saturday morning services at 10:00. Fuck my life. He sees the look on my face. “What’s the matter?” 

“I gotta go home.” 

“But it’s Saturday.”

“Religion doesn’t stop for Saturdays, babe. Ask my old man.”

He rolls his eyes. He knows exactly what I’m talkin’ about. “Okay. Get dressed and I’ll take you home. I gotta give Duff his car back anyway.” It sucks. I don’t wanna leave..but we both know what’ll happen if I don’t.

I have him drop me off a couple houses down from mine this time. Last thing I need is a repeat of last week. He sighs. “I don’t suppose there’s any chance of seeing you again today is there?” I shake my head. “I couldn’t tell ya. Depends on how good a mood the old man is in.” He goes into the glove compartment, takes out a pen and writes his number on my palm. “Just in case. And even if you can’t get away, call me anyway.” He pulls my head close and kisses me..and I just wanna fuckin’ melt. “I..I will..bet your ass I will~ Seeya~” I don’t go in through the front door this time. Fortunately I left my window open. I grab a ladder from the backyard and climb up to it, knocking it down after I’m through. I go to my closet, change into my suit, comb my hair and head downstairs. For once the old man doesn’t have shit to say. Good. I quietly prepare for my weekly three hour long descent into hell. 

Wouldn’t you know the good Lord above decides to rub salt in my wounds by having the pastor droll on and on about how evil homosexuality is and how the fags are all gonna burn in hell. I can’t help but think that my old man had something to do with this. I wouldn’t put it past him. As much as I try to ignore it, it doesn’t make me start hating myself any less.. By the end of it I wanna run out of the church screaming but the torture’s not over yet. I gotta meet the old man’s friends. Listen to these fossilized old ladies tell me handsome I am..how I’m gonna make a good husband for some lucky girl someday. Maybe even a good father! I just keep thinking how great it would be if the roof fell on me right now. We go back to the car finally. 2 more hours later. My cheeks hurt from being pinched. I don’t have an appetite. I excuse myself from dinner and go upstairs to my room. I collapse onto my bed and cry. 

Why is it like this..?

Why does it have to hurt so much just being me..?

To be Continued!!

#Shandi's drabbles #Gn'R AU writings #Teenage Slaxl~ #Axl believes he loves Slash #but he hates himself for it #and all his step dad's bible thumping friends don't help

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Purple Hearts💜pt.2

Four hours. That’s it. Four hours of sleep until Lance’s mamá came in to wake him up. Four hours of dreams about Keith, though that was normal, but only four hours? C’mon! Oh well, he should stop complaining and get up. Lance’s madre kept yelling at him in Spanish telling him to get up, don’t waste your good energy, saving the world doesn’t end, don’t let your lion get rusty. But by far the funniest comment was “Don’t let me get Cosmo to pee on your face until you wake up!” Said in Spanish of course. Lance popped out of bed and on his feet instantly at that last threat, the last thing Lance would want is Cosmo pee in his mouth.

“I’m up!”

“Obviously…, breakfast is on the counter and so is Keith”

“Sounds delici- wait what? Keith? What’s Keith doing here, and why is he on the counter?”

“Beats me.”

“Ok mamá, I’ll be out in a minute.”

Lance kissed his mother’s cheek softly and walked to his wardrobe. He changed out of his night shorts, which were athletic short shorts, and into some dark washed jeans. Next he changed out of his white tank top and into a light gray t-shirt with a Cuban flag printed on it. Lance then grabbed his jacket and turned to head towards his bedroom door, only to find that Keith was standing in the doorway.

“H-how long have you been standing there?”

“The whole time…, let’s agree never to talk about it.”

“Deal! So, uhh, what are you doing here? It’s not like you to just pop in.”

Keith closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

“I was wondering if… you would like to… go to the fair with me today?”

Lance stood there astonished but only for a moment before he regained his usual cockiness and arrogance.

“Why does this sound an awfully lot like you’re asking me out on a date?”

Keith rolled his eyes and looked at the east wall, saying nothing and slightly blushing.

“Do you want to go or not? This will be the last time I ask.”

Lance’s snarky smile seemed to evaporate at that.

“Uh, what I meant to say was, I’m free today, how does 5:00 sound?”

Keith walked up to Lance seductively and stood face-to-face with the Cuban boy in front of him.

“How about now? How does that sound?”

He was so close they could’ve kissed,but instead Lance replied in a voice and smile just as seductive,

“Sounds great.”

***

The fair was crowded with people who wanted to be early to avoid the massive lines, but some were already forming. Lance didn’t care about how long the line was, it meant he had more time to be by Keith. Lance was looking at all the rides when someone took his right hand and intertwined their fingers with his.

“Softy…,”

Lance whispered softly so Keith couldn’t hear but he heard anyway.

“Am not.”

Lance smiled at the half Galra boy beside him

“Hey, you’re the one who made the move.”

“Well that’s because you weren’t going to,”

Lance started at Keith accusingly,

“I...I was just waiting for the right moment!”

“Sure, Lance,”

Keith replied, rolling his eyes.

“We should check out the ‘Pharaoh’ first. What do you think?”

They were still holding on to each other’s hand. Keith just simply nodded and smiled, and Lance started running, dragging Keith behind him. The gate manager was there tearing tickets. Lance knew it was protocol so no one could steal a ticket and reuse it.

“Next!”

Lance and Keith walked to the front of the line and wrapped his arm romantically, around Keith’s neck.

“Two please!”

Lance said excitedly.

“Sorry no homo’s allowed.”

“Excuse me?”

“What did you just say?”

Lance and Keith asked offended.

“Are you slow? I said no homosexuals, now scam you faggets!”

“Oh, no you didn’t!”

Lance said, reaching for his phone. He dialed the number he knew well, from working here months prior.

“Hello, yes sorry to bother, I’m quite sure you’re busy, but I’m at the ‘Pharaoh’ and one of your men at the gate is telling me and my partner, that we can’t ride the ride because we’re homosexuals… mhm?…okay…exactly what he said?… alright, he said ‘sorry no homo’s allowed,’ then he called us faggets and told us to scam… okay I’ll tell him…alright have a good day Mark…mkay… bye bye. He said to let us on the ride. Oh, and he wants to see you.”

The man walked away from Lance and Keith but not after flipping him off. The woman who was working stepped up to the gate and allowed the two on board with no payment. A few hours of ride later the sun had begun to set, and the issue had dropped with it. Lance, being the flirtster he was, pulled Keith in close and wrapped his arms around him.

“What are you doing?”

“What do you mean? I can’t just give you a hug. I mean we are together right?”

The question brought a rosy tint to Lance’s cheeks.

“This is the first date, Lance. Plus, I know what you want, and you are not getting me to ride the Ferris Wheel“

Lance let go immediately and pouted at his date mate.

“Why not?! What did I do?”

“Nothing, it’s just really cheesy.”

Lance glared at Keith and five minutes later they were moving slowly in a Ferris wheel car.

“How did I let you talk me into this?”

“Well all I did was argue with you and walk slowly towards the ride as you were trying to make your point.”

Lance answered with glee. He thought the stunt was quite clever ever since Victoria used it on him to get him to ride “The Flag” many years ago. It was a terrifying experience since he was six and despised heights. Lance vomited that day and vowed never to let that happen again.

“Shut up, Lance!”

“Hey, it could be worse. For you, but for me this is couldn’t be better!”

“You’re right, Lance,it could be worse.the ride could get stuck while we sit at the highest point of the ride!”

As if on cue, the ride did break down. Keith glowered and Lance grinned.

“Oh, c’mon!”

Keith’s arms shot up in the air in a fit of rage. He turned to Lance red faced with anger.

“Do you have something to do with this Lance? I’m not the lovey dovey type, so stop trying to force me to be!”

“Whoa, Keith, babe, what are you talking about? I don’t have anything to do with the ride ironically stopping, and I know you’re not an overly affectionate type of guy. I’m not trying to change you. Where did you get that idea?”

“I thought,...all the cheesy stuff… I just thought you were. Sorry, Lance, I didn’t mean to jump to conclusions like that.”

“Keith, I like you for who you are. I would never change anything about you because… well, because I love you Keith.”

He said it the three most important words in a relationship. The question is …will Keith say it back?

To be continued...