“Listen,” Henry is saying, heated, over the phone on a Thursday night. “I don’t give a damn what Joanne has to say, Remus John Lupin is gay as the day is long, and I won’t hear a word against it.”
pink cover/original, page 160
“Listen,” Henry is saying, heated, over the phone on a Thursday night. “The desire to trot it out as one of our greatest literary achievements does not preclude the fact that Bram Stoker was gay as the day is long, and that Dracula is essentially a work of queer erotica. If anything, that makes the book even more important.”
blue cover/collector’s edition, page 140
Thinking about how Gi-hun’s old and new teams would interact with each other.
For sure, Jung-bae, Dae-ho, and Ali would be besties and get along so well.
I think Sae-byeok would be like the protective older sister to Jun-hee, since she has a little brother and Jun-hee is pregnant.
Il-nam would be the evil dad we all hate of In-ho and tell him continuing the games is much more important than his son’s love for Gi-hun.
Sang-woo would be the first to know In-ho and Il-nam are the ones behind the games and In-ho would likely kill him, to keep him stay quiet and out of jealousy that Gi-hun likes him more.
They met at Coachella.
"𝘐 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵."
"𝘏𝘦𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘺 𝘐 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘐 𝘳𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘳!"
No context, just felt like reposting memes from Reddit.
waking up in someone else's bed au. double drabble. rated m.
He doesn’t know how he got here.
Well.
He knows what got him here. Namely, tequila.
Tequila, and that guy at the bar, eyes bright-ocean-blue, hair glowing gold despite the dingier-than-hell club lighting.
The guy’s— Henry’s— hands on Alex’s waist, hard against his backside as they danced.
As they danced, and then as they did other things.
In a sticky bathroom stall. In the back of an Uber to Henry’s place. Up against the front door before it even fully closed.
Alex cracks an eye open as the memories come.
He glances around, clocking the things that aren’t his:
This pillow. These sheets and this bed. That window with the dawning light, drilling straight into his head.
But the man slowly waking beside him, lips so-pretty-pink from last night—
Can he? Be his?
Even after all this time, Alex still hardly believes it.
“Morning, love.” Henry smiles. “How are we feeling?”
“Hungover,” Alex admits. “And like we had a one-night-stand. Weird.”
Henry raises an eyebrow. “You don’t recall your meltdown about the raging-hot man at the bar despite being reminded that I’m your boyfriend?”
“You’re what?” asks Alex, delighted, and Henry, sighing, leans in to silence him with a kiss.
ME SPENDING MY ENTIRE DAY ON TIKTOK SCROLLING THROUGH RWRB EDITS, TUMBLR RWRB TEXT POSTS, TWITTER RWRB DISCOURSE, AND RWRB IG UPDATES
❤ Heart eyes ❤
Happy Valentine's Day!
LNC: ALEX CLAREMONT-DIAZ (IN.SP) | Henry [x]
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