(For my bby @tyherondaletrash)
I can’t believe no one has put all the amazing Gay Panics in a single post. Alright, I’m gonna do it. If you think I forgot something, feel free to add them;)
“They are so handsome ,” said Catherine, sounding almost pained. “Don’t you think so, Ariadne?” “Oh—yes,” Ariadne said hastily. “I suppose.”
I legit screamed at the book “GIRL YOUR GAY IS SHOWWIIING”
“Alastair!” Cordelia called. “Do come eat! The food is vanishing!” […] “Ah,” said Thomas, in a slightly too casual voice. “Alastair is here.”
C’MON TOM TRY I KNOW YOU GOT THIS. BREATHE: IN Ì, OUT, IN, O UTTTK
Alastair pushed his way through the people between them. “By the Angel, Lightwood,” he said. “You’ve become gigantic.” […] Alastair nodded. A silence fell. Thomas began to panic.
He literally began to panic. This is it. The Ultimate Gay Panic. Tom is our king. (Our boy is in deep shit indeed)
“Where on your arm?” he asked, and when Thomas showed him, Alastair ran his fingers over the spot, unselfconsciously, his fingertips tracing a path from the sensitive skin of Thomas’s inner wrist to the crook of his elbow. Thomas sat stunned and shivering, though he was hot all over.
NOW, WHY SHOULD MY FRENEMY TOUCH MY ARM WITHOUT ANY APPARENT REASON? AND TOM WAS SHIVERING. SHIVERIIING
“Please don’t,” said Thomas. Christopher did not always have the best of luck with runes. “Oh, bloody hell, I’ll do it,” said Alastair, and stomped heavily over to Thomas’s side. Thomas watched in what seemed to be shock as Alastair produced a stele and began to draw on the bare skin of his arm where his shirt had been torn.
There was not a single time these two interacted that I was not screeching. And let me, just, you know- every fucking time Alastair ends up touching him. Like, Charles who ma’am?
“If you do not promise,” Cordelia added, “I will not go home with you. I will stay out all night and be utterly ruined. I will have to marry Thomas or Christopher.”Alastair’s eyes narrowed. “Very well, I promise,” he muttered.
Alastair panicking because his sister marrying Thomas is NOT something he want to see
“Charles.” Alastair appeared in the entryway.“Let Thomas in.” Charles rolled his eyes but stepped back from the door.
Not really Gay Panic, more like Gay Annoyance, but I thought it deserved to be here
“I have faith in Thomas.” “You do ?” said Cordelia. “I didn’t think you even knew him that well.” Alastair hesitated. “I watched him make it,” he said finally.
Alastair mind went like “FUCK FUKC FUCKK!! WhaT Do I sAy nOW? ‘Uhm yas I was there’
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