Fellas Is It Gay To Drink Your Homie's Blood From An Ornate Bottle In His Regally Furnished Cave While

fellas is it gay to drink your homie's blood from an ornate bottle in his regally furnished cave while his punk and most undressed crew watch and he stares into your eyes and you stare into his eyes and you engage in a battle of wills that wages inside of both of your bodies. lmk.

“I mean, for me, I could love someone even if I, you know, wasn’t paid for it. I love you, and… you don’t pay me.”

My Own Private Idaho (1991) dir. Gus Van Sant

JENNIFER'S BODY 2009 | dir. Karyn Kusama

Thought I’d post this one-shot here in case anyone would like to check it out!

Not a ship fic, just a peek at what I think the relationship between Star and Marko might’ve been like.

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“Star.” David drawls, and Star lets her eyes fall shut as she hears the amusement in his voice.

“You’re with Marko.”

She pries her eyes back open, looking towards Marko who offers nothing but a wink and finger wave in return.

It’s his usual playful fashion, but Star can tell by the stiffness in his body that he isn’t pleased, not in the slightest.

But he won’t say so, won’t disagree with David. None of them did really, but especially not Marko.

alex winter and keanu reeves goofing around for nickelodeon (1991)