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Inspired by this Bluesky post.

I regret nothing.

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"BOLD STATEMENT"

Red, White & Royal Blue. Alex / Henry.

929 words. Rated M (honest!).

“SPIT TEQUILA IN MY MOUTH,” the shirt says in all caps, black letters in an ugly font on a white background, shitty plasticky printing from an online store that shall remain nameless. “SPIT TEQUILA IN MY MOUTH,” the shirt says, but Henry is fucking polished about it–and really, Alex should never expect anything less from him.

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Photography by Jorge Saenz

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Photo by William Vanderson, 1936

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the dash is in tatters. please say something nice to the person you reblog this from. it's so sad to see you all so sad

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"stress" by yoan capote - made of bronze and concrete

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Some Sentences Sunday

You might want to read last week's sentences first, right over here: linkety link. For the sake of context–such as it is.

I think I'm early today, so I'm picking five people to tag... @cha-melodius, @sparklepocalypse, @eusuntgratie, @porcelainmortal, and @myheartalivewrites! And an open tag for anyone who so chooses, of course. Tag me back, I love seeing what you're writing!

Special shout-out to @ashesfromashes 🫖

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“This place is haunted?”

“Nah, not for real.” Alex winks at him. “Unless you count me, of course.”

“Very funny.”

It's clearly a joke. Alex isn't a ghost; Henry would have sussed that out by now. He's met more than one ghost over his twenty-five years of life. As lifelike as phantoms can seem, they're never truly tangible. To Henry's dismay, Alex is wholly tangible indeed–despite Henry's efforts to the contrary.

In addition to being inexplicably difficult to murder, Alex is overwhelmingly, unfailingly charming. Clever. Considerate. Curious about Henry's likes and dislikes and preferences for his new shared household.

The fact that Alex is drop-dead gorgeous hardly even factors into the equation.

“Come on in,” Alex says. “My castle is your castle.”

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Ok new game. What's the thing you're a fan of that you're the most pretentious about. NOT the most pretentious thing you're a fan of, I mean the thing that makes *you* act like one of those "oh yeah? Name five of their albums" people. There is a difference

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…the Saints are displayed in a cathedral in Eastern Germany close to the Czech border and were acquired in the 17th century when there was a big trade in relics. They are said to be the remains of Martyred saints that were stored in the catacombs of Rome before being removed and traded. They were reassembled and dressed in their fine regalia and displayed in ornate cabinets.

Toby de Silva

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) <- super parenthesis. reblog to close all parentheticals you opened and forgot to close in your life and return to equilibrium

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hm. i feel terrified of everything. surely large ice coffee will ease this terror. surely

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Some Sentences Sunday

This story was supposed to be done by now, and also substantially shorter. Anyway. No-context sentences! Here we go.

Thanks to all y'all who have tagged me over the past few weeks... months... seasons. That includes @caterpills, @cha-melodius, @porcelainmortal, @sparklepocalypse, @blueeyedgrlwrites, and probably other people I've missed in this list. Sorry! Thank you! Open tag for anyone who wants it!

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They've been married for three weeks when Alex suggests a late-night jaunt into the city.

"Where do you have in mind?" Henry asks, not turning from where he's stoking the fire.

"I own a bar," Alex says, as if this were a normal piece of information to communicate to one's spouse past ten p.m. on a Wednesday, nearly a month since the wedding, well after their fiscal assets had supposedly been joined in the name of the law. "It's more of a lounge, really, or a club. Dark wood paneling, leather chairs, more accent lamps than you can shake a stick at. Hoity-toity, you know? But in a comfortable way."

"That sounds lovely. I'll go get dressed." He hangs the heavy metal poker on the hook next to the mantel.

Henry, by this point, has already tried to kill Alex four times.

None of them have stuck.

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💌

Ash Ash Ash! I love how you share your opinions and stand up for them. You're so kind and no-nonsense and you deftly wield your sarcasm. I am convinced that you give good hugs, because you already send good virtual hug vibes.

Very selfishly, I also love how you scream and cheerlead in my docs and DMs; there are several stories that I would never have had the courage to finish or post without your gremlining 💖

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Lobster in a bucket looks like a gigantic monster on a metallic planet, and the waterdrops look like stars.