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He’s dreaming of Henry 💤

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Henry Fox 📖

Thank you @energievie for this Henry prompt!

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Alex Claremont-Diaz ☕️

Thank you to @kiwiana-writes for the prompt! It was my first shot at book Alex in TZPs illusive Shakespearen shirt he wore for world vogue. I loved getting to try something new!

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Late Night Snow - Jeremy Miranda , 2024.

American , b. 1980 -

Acrylic on board , 10 x 12 in.

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mushroom chat just dropped

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Nicky has a book in his hands, but the words dance on the page. He can’t concentrate; can’t fix the type to the paper, not when Joe is sitting across from him, deep in his own reading, his face a study in shadow and lamplight.

It’s a familiar face. It is not that the play of light is new against the slope of Joe’s nose and the angle of his jaw, but that there is a comfort to be had in staring across the room and seeing his love again and again and again. It’s a weight in Nicky’s bones, anchoring him to his chair, pressing his feet to the floorboards, dimpling the cushion at his elbow. It’s a gladness that animates his heart, that rises and falls with the thrum of his blood, that sweeps from the top of his head to the ends of his fingers. It’s a tightening in his belly, and a tingling at the back of his neck. It is belonging and freedom and hope, this acting of sitting, this act of watching and waiting with a smile.

Joe looks up and meets Nicky’s gaze. “Two shiny dinar for your thoughts,” he says.

Nicky nods. “I was thinking of how fortunate I am.”

Joe tilts his head a fraction, smiles in understanding. “No less fortunate than me.”

It has been a long year. When Nicky lets his mind float across his memories it’s fighting he sees; fighting he remembers in the ache of his upper arms and the tension in his thighs. And yet tonight there is nothing but this – two books, two chairs, a lazy, flickering fire in the grate and shifting touches of gold in Joe’s hair.

“I am lucky to have you,” he tells Joe.

Joe sets down his book and crosses to Nicky, elbows his way between his thighs as he kneels in front of him. “It was something greater than luck that brought you to me,” he says quietly. “Something for which these many years later I still do not have a name.”

And Nicky sets his book aside, lifts his hands to frame Joe’s dear, familiar face, and leans to kiss him with an affection that is made up of every late morning, every shared meal, every letter written, every phone call made, every hand that reaches out for the other’s every time they fall.

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i dont have the strengrh to finish coloring the rest of the comic rn (3am) but i need everyone to know that the last panel is the best kiss ive drawn in awhile. so prepare

Zzzzz

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In an alternate universe they're university professors and married I saw it in the wild rune

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Here’s a video so you can hear the water and the thrushes. I took it for you because you couldn’t be there. <3

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When you decide you want to commission some art, but you can't decide what you want to commission so you tell your artist to pick whatever they think you've written that needs to be illustrated, @seanchaidh7 always, always follows through. I love this in so many innumerable ways. 🥰🥰🥰

Based on Blame My Poor Romantic Mind for the Mess We Made, which I wrote for the Kinktober 2023 body calligraphy prompt; the version with fewer festive boxers is embedded on Ao3.

... But the expression of a well-made man appears not only in his face, It is in his limbs and joints also, it is curiously in the joints of his hips and wrists, It is in his walk, the carriage of his neck, the flex of his waist and knees, dress does not hide him, The strong sweet quality he has strikes through the cotton and broadcloth, To see him pass conveys as much as the best poem, perhaps more, You linger to see his back, and the back of his neck and shoulder-side.

- Walt Whitman, "I Sing the Body Electric"

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When you decide you want to commission some art, but you can't decide what you want to commission so you tell your artist to pick whatever they think you've written that needs to be illustrated, @seanchaidh7 always, always follows through. I love this in so many innumerable ways. 🥰🥰🥰

Based on Blame My Poor Romantic Mind for the Mess We Made, which I wrote for the Kinktober 2023 body calligraphy prompt; the version with fewer festive boxers is embedded on Ao3.

... But the expression of a well-made man appears not only in his face, It is in his limbs and joints also, it is curiously in the joints of his hips and wrists, It is in his walk, the carriage of his neck, the flex of his waist and knees, dress does not hide him, The strong sweet quality he has strikes through the cotton and broadcloth, To see him pass conveys as much as the best poem, perhaps more, You linger to see his back, and the back of his neck and shoulder-side.

- Walt Whitman, "I Sing the Body Electric"

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That's kinda hot 🔥😏

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Coquelicots written by @orchidscript and illustrated by me!!!

In the early days of 1917, Alex Claremont-Diaz arrives at Craiglockhart War Hospital after serving in France. Under the care of Dr. Shaan Srivastava, he armors himself in denial of his condition — shell shock — and avoids treatment whenever possibly. He insists he’s fine. What soldier could leave the Western Front behind without having nightmares?

Henry Fox, a short-lived soldier and sometimes poet, wanders through Craiglockhart for nearly a year. Despite all efforts by him and Dr. Srivastava, his neurasthenic mutism diagnosis remains firmly intact — traumatic events in France have left him unable to speak, among other symptoms. Henry isolates himself, discouraged by limited communication and depressed by his progress, determined to wait out the war alone.

The pair strike up a friendship that turns deeper, coming to rely on one another through their therapies, upsets, and small victories. A story of connection, healing, family, and the definition of recovery.

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New Pics from an interview for M

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I didn’t realize you were the person who did the fanfiction tag drinks.

ahah yeah that's meeee!!

If you guys are interested they are all available as stickers on my RB!!

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Here's another part of the interview.

I love his way of speaking. But he seems like he has a massive weight on his chest.