This was how they lived there, in the bush: Eat or be eaten. Capture or be captured. Marry for protection. Quey would never go to Cudjo's village. He could not be weak.
Page 69 of Homegoing by Yaa Gyasi
Or: proof that Quey is gay #9
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This was how they lived there, in the bush: Eat or be eaten. Capture or be captured. Marry for protection. Quey would never go to Cudjo's village. He could not be weak.
Page 69 of Homegoing by Yaa Gyasi
Or: proof that Quey is gay #9
Why had Fiifi told Cudjo that Quey wasn't married? Had Cudjo asked? How could Quey be welcomed in Cudjo's village? Would he live in the chief's compound? In his own hut,like a third wife? Or would he be in a hut on the edge of the village, alone? The toad croaked. There was a way. There was no way. There was a way. Quey's mind raced back and forth with every thump,"
Page 65 of Homegoing by Yaa Gyasi
Or: proof that Quey is gay #8
As he sped off, Cudjo glanced back and smiled at Quey. Quey didn't know how long they would be gone, but he knew he would not sleep until his uncle returned.
Page 65 of homegoing by Yaa Gyasi
Or: proof that Quey is gay #7
It would be easy enough now to go see Cudjo, to talk as they used to, to tell him that he had hated London as he had hated his father, that everything about the place-the cold, the damp, the dark-had felt like a personal slight against him, designed for the sole purpose of keeping him away from Cudjo. But what good could come from seeing him? Would one look have him back whre he'd been six years ago, back on the Castle floor? Maybe London had done what his father has hoped it would do, but then again, maybe it hadn't.
Page 61 of Homegoing by Yaa Gyasi
Or: proof that Quey is gay #6
Within seconds, Cudjo was on top of hum, panting heavily while Quey struggles to turn hum over. Quey knew he should tap the ground three times, the signal to end the match, but he didn't want to. He didn't want to. He didn't want Cudjo to get up. He didn't want to miss the weight of him. Slowly, Quey relaxed his body, and he felt Cudjo do the same. The boys drank in each other's gazes; their breathing slowed; the feeling on Quey's lip grew stronger, a tingling that threatened to draw his face up toward Cudjo's.
Page 60 of Homegoing by Yaa Gyasi
Or: proof that Quey is gay #5
Quey had not spoken to him since the week before, and he found himself inexplicably nervous, the feeling of Cudjo's breath still present on his lips.
Page 59-60 of Homegoing by Yaa Gyasi
Or: proof that Quey is gay #4
Quey took in deep gulps of air as Cudjo looked on, a smile playing on his lips. "Were you scared, Quey?" Cudjo asked." "No." "No? Don't you know every man in Fanteland is scared of me now?" "You wouldn't hurt me," Quey said. He looked straight into Cudjo's eyes and could feel something in them falter. Quickly, Cudjo regained his composure. "Are you sure?" "Yes," Quey said. "Challenge me, then. Challenge me to wrestle." "I won't." Cudjo walked up to Quey until he was standing only inches from his face "Challenge me," he said, and his breath danced on Quey's own lips.
Page 59 of Homegoing by Yaa Gyasi
Or: proof that Quey is gay #3
His voice was hardly more than a whisper, a wind in Quey’s ear. ‘Careful, friend. There is nothing soft here.“ Though Quey was losing his breath, he could feel his cheeks flushing. Cudjo’s body was pressed so close to him that he felt, for a moment, that they were one body. Each hair on Quey’s arms stood at attention, waiting for what would happen next.
Page 59 of Homegoing by Yaa Gyasi
Or: proof that Quey is gay #2
(via momofmysquad)(because i put this post on the wrong blog like an idiot)
Lately Quey had been thinking about Cudjo's strong arms encircling him, dragging him down to the ground, Cudjo's body on top of his.
Page 58 of Homegoing by Yaa Gyasi
Or: proof that Quey is gay #1
This blog exists because Quey from Homegoing by Yaa Gyasi is very gay.
I hope Yaa Gyasi never finds this blog.
I know people who did not realize the gayness of Quey.
Soon I will be posting quotes from the book showing how gay Quey is, by request of my friends.
Quey is super gay