Hamlet, a (gay) summary
Aka the closet is glass
Gertrude: Hamlet I know you want to go back to university (where Horatio is) but I need you here (where Ophelia is)
Hamlet: UGH fine
Hamlet: *sees Horatio* πππ
Hamlet: uh oh, do I forget myself
Ophelia: Hamlet says he loves me
Laertes: Please donβt believe him - heβs not allowed to follow his heart, he has to do whatever is best for Denmark [babe you are his beard???]
Polonius: Please donβt believe him - the prince can have sexual indiscretions, but you canβt [girl heβs screwing around with guys???]
Hamlet: *sees his fatherβs ghost*
Horatio: Stop! What if itβs dangerous??
Horatio: *physically holding Hamlet back* I canβt let him hurt you
Polonius: Hamlet wrote Ophelia this love letter
Gertrude: Really? Hamlet??? π€¨
Polonius: Yeah it says βIβm totally in love with you, babe, I swear, why donβt you believe me?β
Polonius: But donβt worry, I know she isnβt in a good enough social sphere to marry him
Gertrude: Wait no I want Hamlet to marry literally any girl Ophelia actually
Gertrude: God wouldnβt it be great if Hamlet was acting so weird because he thought a girl was hot
Hamlet, to Polonius: *cishet voice* Better lock up your hot daughter so I donβt get her pregnant, amirite fellow straight dude πππ
Hamlet, to his friends: I donβt like men
Hamlet: WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING
Hamlet: The pangs of despised love are too much to bear π’
Hamlet: Hey hottie! Did you pray for my sins lol
Ophelia: Here are your love letters back
Hamlet: I gave you no such thing
Ophelia: You did though???
Hamlet: haha, are you serious? β¦Youβre hot? Ok, like, yes, I didβ
Ophelia: You made me believe you loved me
Hamlet: Oh you should not have believed that, I did NOT
Ophelia: I was deceived π
Hamlet: Girl, heterosexuality is a scam, go be a lesbian or a nun or a whore or something, why do you want to be a breeder? Also do you have any idea how much sinning I do? I am picturing so much gay sex that I literally donβt have time to do it all in one lifetime.
Hamlet: Oh shit, is your father spying on us?
Hamlet: Fuck, uhhhh ok ok ok
Hamlet: Listen girl, even if you perfectly perform societyβs heterosexual bullshit, they will still talk shit about you, so just go to a nunnery/brothel/whatever, or at least donβt marry an asshole like me
Hamlet: Also since your father is listening, uhh, hereβs a bunch of toxic misogynistic bullshit!! And uh, you are the reason for my (fake) madness, just like he suspected!!! Ok bye! βοΈ
Claudius, who was listening: Wow, I guess Hamlet doesnβt swing that way
Hamlet: Horatio!!! π
Horatio: Sweet Lord π
Horatio: My dear Lord π
Hamlet: I love you so much that my (female) soul is bonded to you
Hamlet: I love how you are not passionβs slave, like how could I not fall in love with you
Hamlet: β¦I made it too gay again, didnβt I?
Hamlet: *Loudly making sex jokes about Ophelia now that theyβre in public again*
Horatio: *gets a letter* Literally nobody else would be writing to me except Hamlet
Hamlet: I need you to run to my side as fast as if you were running from death itself
Horatio: *Takes off running*
Hamlet, in private: Oh shit, Ophelia died?
Hamlet, in public: *leaps into her grave proclaiming his love for her as loudly as possible*
Hamlet: *is poisoned*
Hamlet: I am dead, Horatio
Horatio: And Iβm like those (famously gay) ancient Romans
Horatio: *tries to drink poison after Hamlet is killed, Romeo and Juliet style*
Hamlet: *has to physically wrestle the cup out of Horatioβs hands*
Hamlet: If you ever loved me, you will survive this pain for me β€οΈ
Horatio: Now cracks a noble heart π
Horatio: Good night, sweet prince β€οΈ
Horatio: *uses the familiar form βtheeβ instead of the formal βyouβ for the first time in the entire play now that thereβs no point hiding it* and flights of angels sing thee to thy rest β€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈ
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HAMRATIO...gay...















