They're Gay Your Honor - Tumblr Posts
little (kinda old) doodle of the homos
this actually happen gordon and barney told me themselves
Random dialogue from my WIP 10:
Finn: I can call Anna, if you..-
Elliot: Don't.
Finn: But she's your sister.
Elliot: Does that matter?
Finn: I guess not. You're right, sorry. I just thought you'd be more comfortable around her.
Elliot: I'm more comfortable with you than with her. More than with anyone else, actually.
Finn: Fuck. I mean, thanks. Thank you.
Ginger is one of the current fan-names for the kid Gray saved in Iceland.
Player, dropping his backpack on the table so Ginger can see what's written on it: God! These bullies are so... UGH! I don't even know what 'boyf' means!
Ginger: quietly places his backpack on the table to show it says 'riend' on it
Player, flustered:
Player: I HATE THIS FUCKING SCHOOL
House wants Wilson carnally, that is all
me and my quest of collecting all of arina toshimi’s doujinshi (plus some extras 👀!!)
YES MWAH
fine if no one’s gonna make mickey mouse and kermit art where they’re hanging out and being pals i’ll just do it myself
Nezushi...♡
I just finished reading No.6 Beyond and I just miss them.
(Edit: IF YOU SEE AND LIKE THIS OLD THING PLEASE CHECK OUT MY MOST RECENT DOORKEAY ART I PROMISE YOU WONT REGRET IT I PUT THE LINK UNDER THE CUT)
Holy shit I’m so proud of me for making this :0 but anyway, any doorkeay shippers in the chat ??
Show Me How (it feels)
Pairing: Fem!Hyunjin x F Reader
Genre: Smut, Friends to Lovers
Warnings: Fem!Hyunjin, teasing, oral (reader receiving), fingering (reader receiving), kissing, tension,
Word Count: 1798
Synopsis: A streak of shitty men has your dearest friend taunting you, but she's just too damn pretty to be mad at.
THEY'RE LESBIANS, JANICE!
"He was not that bad!" You shout, throwing a plush duck at your best friend sat across from you, her melodic laugh filling the small space of your bedroom as she continued to spill all her issues with your most recent situationship.
"Yes, he was! I met him once, and he kept his hand on your ass the entire time! He also smelled like salami, and I need you to acknowledge that!"
You didn't want to acknowledge any part of it, fully aware that no matter what you tried to say, it really was that bad. Your taste in men had only gotten worse over the years, barely able to entertain one for more than a few weeks before you found yourself completely losing interest.
Maybe you were the problem. Had you set your expectations too high?
"Stop that right now."
You feel a sharp pinch on your thigh, and the accompanying glare would have scared you if you were a stranger, pretty eyes and long lashes staring into you. She was always so pretty, even when she was mad.
"I didn't say anything!" There's a whine in your voice as you attempt to defend yourself, but she isn't having it, reaching out to kick your Calf before scooting closer to the middle of your bed.
"You don't have to. I know you."
You've been scolded by her plenty of times over the years of your friendship, and you couldn't help but giggle every time. It was sweet. The way she cared for you was something you couldn't quite find anywhere else, and you weren't sure if you'd want it from anyone but her.
"You should try dating women." She smirks, dodging your hand as you swat at her. "I'm serious! Women are great! They're soft and they smell good and they know how to treat the clit!"
There's a strange feeling simmering in your stomach as she speaks, and you're mesmerised by how her soft lips wrap around the syllables of her words. The way her tongue peeks past her lips on some sounds was a quirk you'd taken notice of long ago, unable to deny the way it had become something you were strangely fond of. Everyone felt like this about their friends. You were sure of it. Granted, none of your other friends made you feel quite the way Hyune did.
"Are you even listening to me?!"
Annoyance tints her voice, but she laughs immediately after noticing the dazed look on your face.
"If you wanna kiss me, just say that."
She says it playfully, as if it's no different to any other joke, but the silence that follows has her raising her eyebrow at you, a series of less than friendly thoughts trickling into her mind like honey.
"You wanna kiss me, don't you?"
"Shut up!"
"Oh my GOD. You do!! Oh, you're SO gay!"
"Please shut up! I'm sorry okay! I was just distracted!"
"You can if you want to."
Your mouth opens, wanting to tell her that yes, you do want to kiss her, you want it more than you've ever wanted anything else, but the words won't come out and you sit there in stunned silence until you see her eyes roll and she's moving again, this time coming to rest on her knees infront of you with one hand firmly planted on your thigh.
"Do you want me to do it for you?"
Her tone is gentler now, as if she can feel your body buzzing beneath her fingertips, the electricity overwhelming you as you nod, whispering your approval though you're sure it's unable to be heard.
"My pretty girl."
You barely hear her before her lips are on yours, soft and delicately flavoured by the watermelon lip balm you'd lent her. You'd never felt something quite like this. In was suffocating in a way that made you sure you'd never want to breathe again if it meant losing this feeling.
She pulls back, and your mouth chases hers, desperate for more even as she giggles, her gentle hands cupping the side of your face. It feels like she's staring into your eyes for hours with a hint of mischief in her own and a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, and it's hard to tell what she's thinking. It was always hard to tell what she was thinking.
"You're so cute. Like a helpless little rabbit..."
A dreamy sigh fills the space between you, and she leans forward once again, barely brushing her lips against yours.
"Do you want more?"
Nodding isn't enough to satisfy her, a hand slipping to firmly grip your chin as she forces you to make eye contact.
"Say it. Please. I need to know that you want this as much as I do."
It's vulnerable. The secrets she spills in the sanctuary of your bedroom were always the kind of things she'd never dare to speak anywhere else, and this felt like no exception.
"I do want it, Hyune." You fumble the words, but they land on eager ears regardless. "I want you."
Time is a blur, and your back finds comfort in the plush mattress beneath you as her body moves to cage yours in, her thigh slotting between your legs as her mouth moves slowly against yours, her tongue teasing yours as you grow hungrier with every squeeze of your hip, the feeling of her nails digging into your skin sending waves of heat straight to your core.
"You look so beautiful right now."
Her nose brushes against your own, and there's a look akin to reverie in her eyes as she drinks you in.
"My pretty rabbit. I could just devour you right now."
"Please."
You're not sure what you're asking for, but she knows. Of course, she knows. She's spent months dreaming of this exact moment.
"You're okay." She coos and bumps your noses affectionately once more before the sound of your gasp makes her laugh as her teeth find your neck, nipping at the tender skin. It feels like you're being swallowed by the flames of pleasure that lap at your willing flesh, and you know she feels it to, the grip of her hands becoming rougher, almost aggressive as they explore your body.
The overwhelm sets in deeper when you feel your shirt being pushed up and her thumb drags lightly over your nipple causing you to arch up into her. You can feel her smirking against your neck, whispering barely audible praises against.
"Tell me if you want me to stop, okay? I wanna show you how you should be treated. Will you let me do that? Will you let me show you how good I can make you feel?"
It's hard to speak when you feel like she's stealing every breath from your lungs in your dazed state, but you know she needs the reassurance.
"Please, baby. Please make me feel good."
Baby. The words echo in her mind. Baby, baby, baby. It sounds so good when you say it.
"You're gonna kill me."
The sound you make when she wraps her supple lips around your nipple surprises you both, serving only as encouragement to her as she sucks and laps at the sensitive bud, her own moans mixing with yours when she feels your hand slide through her hair, absent-mindedly, slipping through the silky tresses in almost a petting motion. Hyune was always a giver, but she'd never imagined it could feel quite so incredible until she had you squirming beneath her, your voice filling her head until the only thing she knows in this world is you.
She pushes your skirt up your hips, trailing wet kisses down your sternum and tummy until tinted lip balm leaves barely there marks where her lips meet your underwear as evidence of her affection.
Her eyes meet yours once again, and unlike before, a nod is enough. She's too eager to taste you, watching as you kick your underwear off into the void of your room. Usually, she wasn't nervous at all. Usually, she was completely confident in her abilities. This wasn't anything like her usual endeavours.
"Hyune, you don't have to if-"
"Shhh. I want to. God, I really fucking want to."
She swallowed before leaning forward to lick curiously at your clit, moaning as the taste of you coats her tongue. You're so wet and so warm, instinct taking over easily. One arm wraps around your thigh to hold you close to her as she laps teasingly along your slit, her thumb rubbing circles at your clit as she takes her time exploring what makes you tick. You're practically purring by the time two fingers prod at your entrance, circling the muscle a few times before they slowly press into you, her skilled digits curling immediately to stimulate your gspot.
"Holy- Baby, fuck!"
You're hands find her hair, gripping firmly as your hips grind against her hand, greedily setting your own rhythm.
"Such a pretty pussy. Gonna keep it all for myself."
She's talking to herself more than you, distracting you by lapping at your clit when you open your mouth to speak. You don't need to speak. She works her fingers diligently in and out of pussy, whining to herself when she feels you dripping down into her hand. She's barely thrusting, focusing on massaging the spot that makes you keen as she switches to sucking at your clit with light pressure, not wanting to overstimulate you.
"Gonna cum. Feels so good, Hyune. So fucking good."
You're grinding recklessly against her mouth and she takes it like a champ, undettered by your grip on her hair or the juices that coat her chin. She'd stay here for hours if you wanted you to.
"Let it go, pretty girl."
You've never cum so hard with anyone, your ears ringing and your vision blurred as waves of pleasure crash down on you, your pussy squeezing her fingers as she gently works you through your high until you're gasping, your hand dropping from her hair as you lay exhausted infront of her.
Sticky hands swipe over your bed sheets, and you think to scold her, ultimately distracted by her lips, finding yours like a beacon, the taste of yourself on her tongue both confusing and welcome.
"That was. Wow. Thank you."
Her smile is one of pure love and affection as she lays beside you, tucking herself into your side. She'd declare her love for you later, wanting to savour the moment shared between you as she felt you press a single kiss to her forehead, your fingers finding hers almost hesitantly, drifting over them until she laces them together.
She doesn't need to say anything. She already knows you were made for her.
Do any of you Great Gatsby fans want to give me your perspective on Gatsby and Nick being gay for my research paper on them being gay? Because
1, I think it would be really funny to reference a Tumblr post in a research paper
2, I want more perspectives and analysis that aren't just weird stiff politically correct answers
Your honor they’re in love!!!
made it in 1 minute cause THEM
My favorite genre of official artwork
They gave us Yaoui with Neuvillette and Wriothesley so hopefully we get Yuripean official art with Clorinde and Navia too in the future 👀
what if we crashed at my fucked up starbucks house after your castle was swallowed by the demon pit and we were both boys 😳
As someone who is non-religious and feels like they aren't good at art, I really want to write and paint about angels and demons because of pop culture. If I do, I'll maybe post it on this hellish site because where else would I. But I rarely post anyway, so either way one of us is going to suffer lol
babes we’ve got bigger problems
Fuck you *reverts back to 2019-2020 (my first oc x canon ship)*
