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I kkeep seeiing Gay Men™ bbecause of reeblogs from ppeople i follow...

nnot complaiiining though

tthe gay men aare pretty.

honestly this was just an exuse to draw Phonegingi and i kinda liked it a lot hehehem.

Soul posting late at night 👍 👍

TW SI beneath the cut

hermitcraft is a minecraft smp (survival multiplayer server) where a bunch of people play minecraft together. we usually call these people hermits because it is hermitcraft. they kinda just do whatever but usually in every season they do some sort of Mega Base where its a base but really big and they take up a bunch of episodes doing this. but they dont only do that! they also engage in shenanigans and pranks and storyline roleplay bits. while doing this they hang out with their other fellow hermits and have fun. all of these guys have so much personality btw

theres about 10 seasons so far, with the 10th one still running rn with like 20-30ish episodes on most hermits. 10 seasons might sound like a lot but like nobody talks about the first half of them like at all. if youre looking to start watching the seasons id recommend are 1) s10 while its still going cause you get to keep up to date with the newest stuff, 2) s8, its quite shorter than all the rest of the seasons so its easier to finish but its one of my favs cause of how silly it all is.

--- Two knocks sounded on Draven's door as Robin glanced at his pocket watch, his eyebrow cocking at the door before it opened and he lifted a large coffee for Draven; his favorite kind. "Before you ask or say anything, I'm in a GREAT mood and also I'm not getting paid to make good decisions, so why bother with them?" His grin stretched on his lips as he tilted his head to the side, "Give this one to Miss Qiyana," another large coffee handed to him, "Do you have anyone else in there?"

one knock and draven is already groaning about an interruption. but would rather get it dealt with as soon as possible. better not be a salesman-

when greeted with the mug of that corpse-like figure, his heart skips a beat. he had thought he was about to be haunted yet again. no, just robin.  robin?!

draven's jaw is still slightly left agape. but he does take both of the drinks handed over to him. not that his eyes leave the other for a single instant. he did smell a comforting fragrance coming from the coffee, but would thank the considerate gesture later.

❝ so... ya left the freakshow house..? ah, whatever. you may be smilin' but those are oddly suspicious words. so let's backtrack a bit. why should ya be in a bad mood, and what stupid shit did ya pull? did you poison my drink on yer boss' order? ❞

leaning against the doorframe, the showman is obscuring most of the view. and preventing entrance.

❝ nahah. for now it's just both of us. 's her birthday, if ya haven't heard all over the medias. but maybe she'll want a birthday party later. ❞