#do i have to disclose herpes

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

I was given oral herpes by someone who didn't feel the need to disclose that they got cold sores before we had a one-time little dalliance.

I might've gone for it anyways. I'm self destructive. But I guess the lack of being able to choose whether to take the risk, it's left me feeling pretty bitter about the experience.

And I'm left feeling like a biohazard. I haven't really been able to explain to my friends yet why I'm suddenly extremely cagey about sharing my drinks and food. And all my favorite sexual activities are off the table forever. I know, dental dams, condoms, but half the fun of oral sex and making out is, you know, the taste, the heat, the absolute control. I was good at it.

It feels especially embarrassing since I'm ace and the whole reason I hooked up with the person was kind of... I don't know, fear that if I didn't, then we wouldn't be able to hang out anymore.

I'm not sure what I'm asking. Maybe, was it wrong for them not to disclose something like that? Considering how common it is? I feel obligated to disclose myself but maybe I'm just weird for that.

Thanks for doing what you do here.

Kind regards,

Asexual for Ethical Reasons Now I Guess

hi anon,

I don't often apologize for needing time to get to anons, because I really need people to have reasonable expectations about the amount of time I'm willing to commit to my inbox, but I am sorry for not getting to this one sooner. it's a topic that's very important to me, and I can tell you're dealing with a lot of hurt.

first off: I'm very sorry someone wasn't totally honest with you. that's never a good feeling, and especially in the context of sex it's a huge betrayal of trust. it's deeply unfair to you, and I hope you're able to recover from that.

having said that: you are not a biohazard. you're a person with an incredibly common virus. the World Health Organization estimates that somewhere around 80% of people worldwide have herpes (and that's a rough estimate, since they use different age ranges for HSV-1 and HSV-2). skip to the factual part of this tiktok at 00:10 seconds. herpes has been with us since before we were human; there's nothing disgusting or even unusual about having herpes.

herpes is different from most STIs in that it is lifelong, but that doesn't make you an unfuckable pariah. it makes you someone who may sometimes have open sores, and should give partners a heads up about your virus to avoid putting anyone in the same situation you're in. while you're at it, let them know that most people with herpes live asymptomatic and uncomplicated lives. many people never even know they have it!

I understand that spending the rest of your life with a viral buddy doesn't sound super fun right now, but I promise that as viruses go you can do WAY worse.

personally I've always felt the best way to get comfortable with something is to learn more about it. why not let clinical sexologist Dr. Doe talk to you about her own herpes, and how to be conscientious about minimizing the risk of sharing herpes with others?

or listen to writer Ella Dawson talk about learning to cope with the exact stigma you're currently struggling with?

or listen to Dr. Sydnee Smirl McElroy explain why herpes bears such a heavy stigma for such a mild virus in the first place?

you're not a biohazard, and neither is anyone else with an STI. that's a terrible way to think about yourself and others.

you're under no obligation to stop being sexually active if you don't want to be.

please don't feel that you have to have sex with anyone out of a sense of obligation anymore, but also please don't feel that herpes is a punishment. sickness isn't something that happens to people because they're bad or deserve, sickness happens to people because people get sick.

take care 💜

[tea-and-secrets]

Before I begin I just wanna say this is kinda sorta asking for advice along with being a secret, idk any active advice blogs on here and I'm too embarrassed to post it. Sorry if that breaks the rules but if you know a better blog for that please lemme know

4 years after contracting herpes and not having sex, I'm now kinda ready to start getting back out there. Maybe. I'm just nervous though. I've never had the "hey I have an std" talk with any potential sexual partners. I'm nervous. What if they're disgusted? When is a good time to even say it? When you first start making out, or when clothes start coming off? Do I disclose that before i even go back to someone's place? I just don't know how I'd even begin to broach that topic

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[poppyandzena]

You don’t understand, they don’t have to show up on Noeh's criminal records to show up on background checks. In most counties in the US, police reports are public record.

You don’t understand why police reports are held higher than hearsay either. It’s a criminal offense to knowingly file a false police report. Depending on the jurisdiction, it can be a felony. When you file a police report, you're basically creating a paper trail that you’re swearing is true under threat of jail time. That’s why they’re such useful tools in civil, criminal, and family court.

That’s why I hope Poppy’s lying. The consequences of this go so far beyond internet bullshit.

Police records do take some time to appear on file, especially on the internet, but rest assured, Poppy's claim is being looked into. Trust me, I'm not waving her decision off as something silly. Given what we know based on her statements prior, during, and after the visit, she is being completely irresponsible.

Informed consent is the disclosure of NECESSARY information prior to a sex act. Violation of informed consent presents a REASONABLE expectation of risk, either immediate or long-term danger. Examples of informed consent violation are:

- Not properly disclosing your STI status if you are aware of your condition. This doesn't just go for HIV, but common things such as herpes.

- Not properly disclosing surveillance of the sex act, such as photographs, video, and audio recordings.

- Not properly disclosing your intention to commit acts that can pose a danger to your partner. This includes choking, hitting, unplanned penetration (with genitals, digits, and/or objects), spanking, restraints, smothering, drawing blood, urination, and defecation. These acts can be performed safely ONLY when both parties are aware and enthusiastic.

Honestly, you should ask for consent for any sex act you intend to perform. You don't need a fucking contract. A simple "May I do this?" or "Would this make you feel good?" will suffice.

- Not properly disclosing the use of mind-altering substances or mind-altering tactics.

- Not disclosing the lack of contraceptives or protective products. Stealthing is the most notable example, where a partner purposefully lies about using a condom.

Poppy's gf, who was already on the fence on breaking up with her, passively allowing her to visit in hopes of it re-sparking love and then finding out that she doesn't want to pursue the relationship does not legally constitute as a criminal act. NF blocked Poppy a day before Poppy and Zena drove to her city.

Does it feel awful to go through the effort only to find out you're not compatible? Of course. It's painful and humiliating. But you cannot force NF to continue a relationship that she does not want. She has said multiple times about her enabling Poppy and Zena to visit because she wanted to give Poppy a chance. And when you have someone drive 7-10 hours to see you, spend money on a hotel, and constantly spam you for attention, you're going to feel guilty if you do not indulge their sexual interests. You don't want to make it seem like a waste. And it's very common for someone to not know what they want in this situation.

It's clear that Poppy is retaliating because NF stopped placating Poppy. Even the most demure people pleasers have a limit, and NF just couldn't take it anymore.

Also if Poppy had any hopes for a criminal trial against NF, she fucked herself royally with her public (and now archived) posts. A defense lawyer would be skating circles around Poppy. That doesn't mean NF isn't in any danger, but I doubt Poppy will get what she truly wants.

[floatiesmx]

I hate to be that person but he’s a celebrity not some random Dortmund player anymore and people have gossiped about celebrities since the beginning of time ESPECIALLY footballers. Also no one thought it was about him until she alluded to that g*briella girl and ig ppl started speculating which is honestly all gossip is, we won’t know any truth until some evidence comes out. Obviously his personal life is none of anyone’s business but this is the internet and people are gonna talk about public figures. Going on that girls page and being racist / hating shows the real parasocial relationship.

no i do think the tiktok is about jude i just think her conclusion was stupid that because her old friend had chlamydia that jude has it too like if she said herpes or something i would get it but chlamydia is completely treated so if she fell out with the girl that had it the immediate assumption that jude also got it is dumb if you get what i mean like she isn’t friends to know whether a condom is used or not and she said the girl had it a lot meaning she also gets treatment so unless jude himself disclosed this information she is just guessing he does but yeah regardless in a perfect world he wouldn’t be gossip about but it really isn’t reality and yes i think its strange but yes all celebs get talked about no need to be awful in their inbox when you disagree just say it respectfully its not hard

[wcrjreporter]

Locks in Socks

06/03/2022                                   

_____,

Thank you for your letter, I keep it under my pillow (which I currently don’t have, so I fold the top of my mat and that seems to work for now) for safe keeping. I know it seems like I fly off the cuff sometimes when my calls are so tense, but thank you for being there to answer and give me the time of day. 

The main girl in her I worry about is named J-D-... she is supposedly friends with a R-O- (whom I think she may have a sexual/drug history with) who supposedly said ____ and I abused her to get time off her sentence. (Note: R-O- was let out of WCRJ by Detectives who promised her they would do so in exchange for her providing a statement against my co-defendant and I. She later confessed that to people on the street, as well as that the statements she gave Detectives were false and she only gave them to get herself out of Jail and to get her case thrown out.) DO NOT SHARE THAT INFO, even with Detective J- right now, because I’d be labeled as a rat in here for saying anything and beat for it. I guess that’s how things work in here… and the girls have a loyalty to J-D- both here and on the streets. I’m only sending this info to you so in case something happens to me (Hopefully I get out of here before it does) you know the truth and aren’t left in the dark. A few more things I unfortunately can’t share on the phone: I have learned many girls in here have Hepatitis and Herpes, and some have HIV. I have done my best to keep my distance, but when I get out I will probably need an STD test just to make sure I’m safe.

If one of them fights me, one of the methods I’ve heard the girls bragging about is spitting/infecting their opponents (including especially the Guards). Socks filled with rocks, handmade shivs, and other methods are also a possibility. Again, do not share this because this info is very dangerous for me to disclose to anyone… getting accused of being a rat is worse than even my charges and results in an instant punishment, but I’d be an idiot not to. Just please keep it between us for now. Another thing I’ve learned is about the Discovery - (CoDefendant) and I will be able to see everyone’s statements including each others without anonymity. The reason I never called the Police or talked to anyone about my personal situation (other than not trusting the Police because I knew they were dirty and would only worsen my situation) was due to fear of retaliation. Being a rat in ANY WAY is dangerous. Please be careful. I have done my damndest to de-escalate the reaction to my situation in here and the girls are now conflicted as to what to do with me or how to feel about me now that they know the truth (especially about R-O- lying and telling J-D- about it.) I think I’m ok for now… but still trying to take precautions just in case.  

I love you. Pray for me. I’ll be praying too. I love you. I miss ______. I hope that I can get out of here. I hope to see you soon.<3 Me (Anon #143669)

(P.S. it’s not (co-defendant) I’m worried about retaliating but someone completely new. (CD) won’t want to, they will. Don’t try to talk about it… just listen to me. I’m just scared… I told the truth. I’m scared some people will be angry about it.

[deviantartdramahub]

The DeviantArt ban evader (currently known as monkey--brain) and Discord user known on Discord as suu#1583 is a massive blowhard. He PMed me asking for my picture. I obliged. Then he asked for my bewbs. I gave him them then asked for a sign saying I was the user in the pic or he'd use the previous picture against me. I obliged and then he asked for video footage of me or he'd use the second picture against me. I obliged and he said he'd use it all against me if I didn't date him. What an efftard.

Apparently he's got a criminal record in Nepal, like shit how much of a rebel do you have to be to piss off a tiny Buddhist hillbilly country? In the criminal record it mentions being sued because he didn't disclose his herpes to his only GF he ever had who was also his cousin. I didn't find this out until later, but was able to ask him for his own picture. He would not oblige. READER, did nobody tell you not to give out your selfie to people who won't do the same in return?

Side note, apparently his brother is a dark web hacker-for-hire.

...or at all. Suu may be known for providing to people the first paragraph's kind of experience (there is a reason I don't respond to each thing like you've done), but this sounds like a witch hunt when you posit he doesn't have enough of a voice in this group to make a case with or that he hasn't did the time for whatever crimes he did if he did any. Nevertheless I was going to talk about monkey--brain to a mod anyways, this and more will be brought up.

Also you'd be surprised about how headstrong Nepal is.

[yungviry]

one of the things that makes it so hard to move on is my inability to voice myself. my tumblr and notebooks have become a haven for me to speak my truth, securely. Without fear or judgement, I’m just going to share it all.

so if you see it and don’t like it, should have minded yours. this is my private page. no one looks, hiding in plain site, no one peeks. so if you do and want to get upset, like I said, this is for me and my well being.

I’ve gone over the majority of the steps of grief. Been mad and sad, in denial, laughed it off. It’s been a whirlwind of emotions, but regardless I want to get them all out.

You don’t know how irritated I am with myself. I go between airing maliks business on Twitter or keeping it to myself, but it’s not fair for me to suffer in silence for this man anymore

This bitch wrecked me

I was with this man for so fucking long, and I constantly battled with him with his infidelity. Talking to bitches all the damn time, buying only fans accounts, paying to sext, given the amount of yeast infections I got I wouldn’t be fucking surprised if he was fucking them too. He was constantly on that white bitch maddies ass, even after her stupid ass tried to come to me “as a woman”. he told me he was living with his grandmother all the while living with some prostitute. And on top of all that only does malik salam (yes bitch I know you peep so I’ll air out your whole name) do all this crazy shit, he does it knowing god damn well he has herpes and doesn’t disclose it.

He want to fuck master rochi, did that bitch know he had a dirty dick? Cause according to him, he’s had herpes since we’ve met. He had my ass at the hospital when he got an breakout, by the graces of fucking GOD his dirty ass didn’t infect me.

And there was my stupid ass for the next couple years, regardless of his dirty dick having ass, I didn’t care I still wanted him. fucking fell for every time he told me he’d stop talking.

Fuck you malik, you never deserve any of me. I hope your dirty dick having ass is at the very least using a condom. But given the fact that he’s a manipulative lying piece of shit, he’s probably out here spreading herpes, one paid pussy at a time.

Ugggg I’m irrationally irritated at him at the moment, like all these bottled up thought that I don’t want just in my head, I need them out. Maybe I’ll make videos on all the stupid shit, cause this low key therapeutic and im feeling better

[hardtoflex]

I don’t know if anyone will read this or care but I was diagnosed with herpes a year ago and have been steadily getting my confidence back over time. It feels good but now that I want to date again I’m trying to rid myself the fear of rejection by basically getting rejected a lot. It may seem stupid but every time I disclose I feel better and better about doing it again. So I’m the year of 2021 I’ll be disclosing to 21 people before the year is out and just want to use this space to document it and see my own growth. Hopefully I can inspire people to be less afraid!

[somethingpositive4positivepeople]

SPFPP 290: Playful Disclosures

My co-worker, Savannah and I do a mock disclosure playing around with the STARS Talk you hear me reference so often (www.maketimeforthetalk.com). The way we connected for this conversation stemmed from my own confidence expressing the aspects of my identity that came after my herpes diagnosis. The “Life is about what happens THROUGH you, not TO you” is essentially what I live by. You see that demonstrated throughout this episode as well. We talk about the usefulness of disclosing to “high risk” people and discuss the benefits that come from that helping us disclose to potentially sexual partners.

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

Herpes anon here, just following up.

Thank you for the response, and similarly thank you to your followers for theirs.

And thank you for making it clear that folks with illnesses shouldn't be treated like biohazards. That is absolutely what I believe, and I promise the internalized anxiety about infecting others is not a statement about other people's value as human beings. More a label for myself to keep myself extra cautious so I never make anyone else go through what I did. I've acquired a refillable 7-day antiviral course for outbreaks, and if it gets annoying enough or I find myself with a regular partner, I'll be talking to my doctor about getting a daily antiviral prescription. I'm also keeping a little tube of topical antiviral medicine in my pocket now. Abreva, as recommended.

I talked to the person who infected me and they are going to be a lot more careful going forward, using protection for oral sex and such. Very cool of them. They just genuinely didn't think occasionally getting cold sores was something that needed to be disclosed in general. I just wish that weren't the norm.

I regret to inform your kind follower who recommended avoiding touching the sores that basically the first thing I did during the initial outbreak, before I realized what was happening, was spread the infection around. So, uh, first hand advice from a newbie I guess: Don't touch your cold sores, and think real hard about orally servicing your dildos before fucking them.

My research suggests that, without a daily antiviral, oral herpes is statistically transmissible on any given day with about a 10% chance, even without visible sores. And please correct me if that's wrong. The person I got mine from had an outbreak the following day, so I basically had an unlucky dice roll.

I guess the thing that troubles me about the literature about the infection I find is this rhetoric about it being so common. I worry that might encourage a mentality like the stuff that was popping up around covid: “If practically everyone has it, who cares about protecting people from getting it.” I think the message is meant to make the infected feel less vile/deviant, but it also sounds a lot like it could make the infected more careless and callous, you know?

About my incredibly troubling sense of needing to have sex with people to keep them around, I promise this incident has very much cured me of that stupidity – existential crisis style. Shame it took this to do it but it could've been a whole lot worse.

Thanks again,

Trying To Manage It Without Shame

hi anon,

I'm glad you're in such a better place!

re: your concerns equating herpes with COVID-19, I guess I'd answer that the main difference is that herpes is a virus that has been with us since the early days of human evolution that is, in the grand scheme of things, virtually harmless, while COVID-19 is a very new outbreak with a tremendous global body count.

so there is a little bit of a difference there!

glad to hear you're embracing the herpes-status without shame!

[theblogchelor]

The Bachelor Week One aka Good Vibrations

Here’s What Happened Monday

In a Pennsylvanian palace 2,000 miles from the La Quinta, thirty women in sequined monochrome (if anything at all) vie for the affections of a Bachelor newcomer who is wholly unprepared to be accosted by dildos so soon into his journey. 

Matt James 101

Last season, the producers took one hard look at the footage of Clare screaming at suitors for not knowing who she was after three failed runs on The Bachelor, Bachelor In Paradise, and Bachelor Winter Games, and decided it was time to bring in some fresh meat for the new season.

Hence, Matt James: spared from Clare’s clutches on The Bachelorette and kept pure to test the theory that ignorance is bliss.

Here is what we know: Matt James is a 28-year-old real estate broker who enjoys taking children out to eat. He lives in New York City and on Bachelorette alum Tyler Cameron’s Instagram.

Matt James has twenty-six abs on his torso and gets a cute little furrowed brow when he talks to Uncle Chris Harrison about the crushing responsibility to do role of first Black Bachelor justice.

We will love him, and we will hate anyone who comes near him. These are the rules.

Nemacolin 101

A quick editors note on locale. Nemacolin Woodlands Resort, where this season was filmed, is tucked away in a beautiful part of the Appalachian Mountains, deep in rural Yinzer country just southeast of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.

My family once tagged along to my dad’s American Epilepsy Society conference when it was hosted at Nemacolin in the late 1990s. I was a wee lass, but I do remember riding a horse for the first and last time in my life while my dad was off giving a presentation on seizures.

It is important to me that you know that.

Let’s Meet The Ladies: A Bulleted Summary

Alicia is a ballerina who insists on doing on-camera ballet at every available opportunity. Ballet Girl will be this season’s Guy With Guitar.

Jessenia is a social media marketer looking for her rock, possibly The Rock.

Sarah is a very young weatherman.

Carolyn is a journalist who mistakes lavender for sage and tries to burn it near Matt for whatever reason one burns sage.

Saneh is an IT consultant who arrives wearing goat slippers, a staple of the IT consulting wardrobe.

Kaylah is a healthcare advocate who arrives in a pick-up truck almost certainly borrowed for $20 from someone three miles outsides the resort in Trump Country, PA.

Alana brings cold pasta that she forces Matt to slurp with her, Lady And The Tramp style, without ever disclosing if she has oral herpes.

The Ladies, Continued

Kaili is a hostess from Chicago who arrives in lingerie with two dress options, neither of which opts to put on even after forcing Matt to choose.

Abigail is deaf, but ready for love.

MJ the hairstylist brings a pizza, Kimberley the airline recruiter brings a fish.

Katie the bank marketer introduces her new boyfriend, Matt James, to her current boyfriend, her vibrator. She later names it MJ, after MJ with pizza.

Kit is a 21-year-old fashion entrepreneur who has the face of a Downton Abbey villain.

Queen Victoria arrives on a throne carried by four resort bellhops, who hopefully got a fat bonus for that embarrassment.

Pure Depravity

Everything about the holding room of lingerie and dildos begs for the presence of some Jesus, so Matt kicks off his first interaction with the women with a group prayer.

Later, Matt gets to know the girls a little better – at least, the gentle ones, the ones who praise his vulnerability and challenge him to a nice game of chess – until Katie taps Mari on the shoulder with her dildo and sparks a small feud because Mari did not want to be touched by Katie’s dildo.

Meanwhile, Queen Victoria – the 27-year-old woman who never outgrew the phase of demanding birthday parties at Limited Too – incites new discord amongst the women by taking extra turns with Matt while many of the other women are still drinking up the courage to speak to him once.

The only person who could not be bothered is sweet deaf Abigail, who is too busy making out with Matt in the other room and earning herself the First Impression Rose to notice the drama.

The Rose Ceremony

At the Rose Ceremony, roses are only given to women whose names Matt can remember. Unfortunately, this means the more memorable Victoria gets to stay and a number of girls probably not actually named Sparkle Tits have to go home.

Until next week!

[suppliesbumble494]

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[homebysix]

Trying to practice how I'm going go about my second disclosure. I want it to be done in person this time bc I feel that's the most honest and vulnerable:

Scenario 1: have you ever had an STD/STI test? Have you had one for herpes? What were your results? If they have it, oh me too! If not: I have hsv2, have you heard of that before? If yes, I say: does knowing I have it change anything for you? If no, I say: well it's an incurable STI that really only shows up a few times a year. It's harmless, just annoying when you have an ob. I know exactly when an ob is coming so its easy to spot, and you don't have sex during an ob. But with no ob and without any protection, like a condom, the chance of you getting it is 10%. With medication it's 5%, and with medication and condoms it's only 1% transmissible, and I have both condoms and meds. And female to male transmission is less common than male to female. How does this info make you feel?

A few things could happen: they could reject me and say that's not a risk they want to take. And I'll say, that's totally understandable, we can be friends if that's ok with you!

They could reject me and be mean about it (calling me names and so on), but then they weren't worth my time anyway bc that's rude and just not someone I want to be with lol.

They could be concerned at first, think about it, then say they are willing to risk it.

They could say they don't care at all.

They could say they don't care bc they also have it.

So 3/5 positive reactions is still a good chance! And it's not the end of the world if they reject me!

Scenarios 2: Would you say this is something you want to keep doing? Talking to me and seeing where it goes? If yes, well you should know that I have HSV2, have you heard of it before? And repeat scenario 1. If no to continue talking + whatever reason, okay I understand. Thanks for telling me. And no need to disclose :)

Scenario 3: rip it off like a band aid.

I think we've gotten to a point where I feel I need to say that I have hsv.

And repeat responses from other person above.

[endlessroadsaudioalt]

Would you ever date someone with an incurable STD? I recently found out I have genital herpes and am feeling like I will never find anyone that will love or accept me. If someone were disclose this status to you what do you think would be the best time and way to do so?

I’ve thought about this question a lot. I’m not sure that I have the perfect answer for you. It’s a delicate subject.

If one were to look at nothing else beyond a STD, then yeah, that’s not ideal. However, that’s not all you are. It’s not all you have to offer. The person who loves and accepts you will always see the sum of the whole. You aren’t doomed to spend the rest of your life alone. You are still worthy of love.

As for when to broach the subject, I’d say that depends on a of couple things. One, you being comfortable enough to share that information. Two, sex has become a possibility and they need to know. Somewhere in between those two factors is the right time to have that conversation. 

I hope what I had to say is helpful. You’ll be okay.

[herpessupport]

With hsv2, do you think you should disclose before oral sex/fingering?? It’s so unlikely that they’d get it from oral or masturbation, but it kind of feels wrong? Like lying by omission...when is it right to disclose?

If you have hsv2 and are receiving the oral sex you absolutely should disclose beforehand. Fingering I would too, although it's pretty rare to get herpes on your fingers.

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True Love’s Kiss and No More Roses Ever

Prompt from @justlikeregularchickens: 

I don't think we have nearly enough whump in this fandom, so I'd like to propose a "hella sick Q and a worried Eliot" if you're down for it!

I was inspired, so this is one of two answer fics!

This is the angstier of the two. I promise all will turn out well and lovely for our boys. 

Trigger Warning! There are mentions of blood and injury, but nothing worse than what we see on the show.

Season 1-2 AU Where Eliot doesn’t have to marry Fen but has to use a loophole to make her a queen to put a Fillorian on the throne instead of Alice.

Quentin stared at his bloodstained hand in shock. Blood dripped off his fingers at his brain tried to comprehend what he was looking at. He looked down at the wound on his abdomen where the thorn from the gigantic rose was still embedded. His bow furrowed even as he saw the crimson stain bloom and grow across his gray long-sleeved t-shirt. He wasn’t comprehending what he was seeing. It just, uhh, didn’t make sense? One minute he was excitedly tagging along with Benedict to see the famous Fillorian Flower Forest that had not been mapped since the reign of King Rupert…and the next? Stabbed by flora. Of course. Why not? Welcome to the shit show that is his life.

Right before it happened, Benedict stared up at the red rose in horror. “Oh no. These were supposed to have been eradicated years ago! Your majesty, we must return at once! King Eliot must know of the danger!”

Quentin had thought he had been minorly scraped by a passing branch. A nuisance, really instead of actual pain. He did not expect something that looked like the Basilisk fang in Harry Potter to be sticking out of his body. It didn’t even really hurt…

“Uh, ow?”

It appeared that the rose shot a thorn at him like some nature ninja.

He felt dizzy all of a sudden, even as he heard Benedict’s scared voice from miles away. Why was Benedict miles away? Wasn’t he just there telling them they had to go warn people?

“Your majesty?! King Quentin!  You’re bleeding!”

Quentin stumbled and landed on a large mushroom.

“Yeah, no shnit Sh’lock. Ha, Ben-dict, Sh’lock? Ha. That’d f’nny…”

Even as things became dimmer and more disconnected, he realized his speech was slurring. Slurring was not a good sign.

“Ben-dic…am I hav-ning a str-ah, you know, stroke? Am I hava-ing one?”

Benedict was back and so much closer than he expected him to be. His hands flew like panicked butterflies near the thorn.

“Do I leave it in?! Do I take it out?! I-I don’t know what to do, Your Majesty!”

Quentin knew from hours of Grey’s Anatomy his mom used to watch while during his visits with her that leaving the object in was the way to go.

He couldn’t tell that to Benedict, though. His mouth felt too soft to move. He had to watch helplessly as Benedict decisively nodded to himself and yanked the torn out of his side.

In an instant pain became his reality.

---

 Before that day, if some random had asked Eliot Waugh, High King of Fillory and the Physical Kids when he was the most afraid, he would make up some lie about a Manhattan bar being out of top-shelf vodka or something like that.

Before that day, if Margo was the one asking, he would tell her in stilted, hushed tones that he couldn’t choose. Every day living with his father in his teenage years was a nightmare. (But he would only disclose that bit of tragic backstory if he was shitfaced and partook of at least two illicit drugs.)

But nothing, nothing could compare to the heart-rendering terror he felt hearing a bloody Quentin’s painful whimpers and Benedict dragged his ragdoll body into the castle.

Eliot didn’t feel himself move. He didn’t make a conscious effort to do anything. He completely blanked on anything that wasn’t Quentin’s upturned face and the blood that should be in his body. Yet he found himself on the floor cradling the man in one of his arms as he pressed his very expensive embroidered shirt into the wound.

When Q’s beautiful tear-stained brown eyes finally caught his, his weak hand pressed into Eliot’s naked belly.

“El…help…Idunno…”

Something broke inside Eliot’s chest. Something fundamental that he never dared name when it came to Quentin Coldwater. Somewhere between rising panic and despair, a seething anger rose from the depths of his soul.

This is what turned Harvey Dent into Two Face. From good guy to scary fucking supervillain. You don’t mess with the people they love.

“WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO HIM?!”

A hush settled over the occupants of the room.

Apparently, Margo was the only one with the ovaries to talk. And send Tick to get the Centaurs. And actually, keep a level head. He really needed to than her.

“Yeah, what he said! Are we under attack?! Was it assassins?!”

Benedict finally spoke.

“It was the Cupid’s Bow Roses, Your Majesty! They’re back!”

Fen and some servants gasped in horror.

Margo put her hand on her hip.

“A rose tried to shish kebab Quentin?!”

Fen was filling her in on whatever the fuck it was that did this to Q. He didn’t pay attention. While everyone else was talking, Q would mumble some words in between weakly crying out in pain.

“A-a-ah, uh, a th-thorn, El. Ro-ses a-are, hah, danger…ous. Fuc-k roses! Soooo not romantic…”

Eliot, feeling tears slip down his cheeks, tried to give Quentin some type of comfort.

“Yes, fuck roses. I’ll have every rose burned in the kingdom so you won’t have to look at them again. Would you like that, Q?”

Quentin didn’t answer. He passed out.

“No. No no no no no, you can’t do this to me Q. You can’t. Please. Wake up. WAKE UP!”

At that moment two centaurs showed up and whisked him away.

Sitting bereft on the floor, hands covered in Quentin’s blood, he didn’t move until Margo and Fen pulled him into his rooms for a bath.

---

Clean and newly dressed, he met with his queens and the healers to talk about the health of his king.

“Well, Your Majesty, we do have some good news. The stopped the bleeding and healed the wound.”

Eliot sighed with relief…only to feel dread at the panicked faces of both Margo and Fen.

“Okay, so, what now? Isn’t he better?”

Margo grasped at Eliot’s elbow.

“Here’s the gist. The roses? They’re cursed. They were outlawed a long time ago, and everyone thought they were gone, but like herpes, they came back with a vengeance. So while Quentin’s healed…he’s not gonna wake up until we find his one true love to kiss him…”

Eliot blinked, then rubbed at his aching temples.

“True Love’s kiss? Are you fucking kidding me, Bambi?”

“Yeah, no. This straight out of some Disney shit.”

An idea struck.

“Maybe it doesn’t have to be romantic love? We can get his father…or or Julia to-“

Margo just sadly shook her head. Fen was the one who answered though.

“I’m sorry, Eliot. They’re called Cupid’s Bow Roses for a reason. They’re for bringing soul mates together.”

“But that could take years of scouring multiple plains and worlds! What if we never find her?!”

Tick humbly cleared his throat and stepped up.

“If I may, Your Majesty. It is in the nature of the flower to bring true lovers together. That means that he attracted the rose’s thorn because he was already in love with his soul mate, but probably not acting on it.”

Eliot nodded. “Right. We need to find Alice, then.”

Think had been strained between everyone since the threesome. Sure, tension and anger lessened with taking down The Beast and the three offenders becoming kings and queen of Fillory.  Alice might have gone back to Brakebills saying she forgave Quentin…but that had been months ago. They had not talked since. Who knew if Alice Quinn could be brought back to wake Q. Eliot needed to know what kind of timeline they had.

“Will he be okay like this until we find his true love?”

Again, things did not bode well.

“I’m sorry, but King Quentin has until the stroke of midnight. If he isn’t kissed by his soul mate, he will die.”

It had been a long time since he accidentally used his magic, so when the pitcher and all of the water goblets broke simultaneously, everyone’s loud exclamations were understandable.

Everyone left the room. Margo promised to go off-world to find Alice, while Fen said she would get Quentin a change of clothes.

Right. His clothes were ruined.

Here Eliot was clean and dressed, while Q…

If it wasn’t for the smears of blood and torn cloth, Quentin could be sleeping normally.

The centaurs had done nothing to make him look a little more presentable, and Eliot just fucking wouldn’t have it.

Taking the water from the broken pitcher and a soft cloth, Eliot gently sponge bathed him. He paid attention to wipe every trace of dried blood from his skin and made sure to gently clean under his fingernails.

Fen came in the middle of his task, laying what he assumed to be Quentin’s clothes at the foot of the bed (he didn’t even look). She watched him as he combed his fingers through his adorable floppy hair, willing himself not to cry.

“Eliot…kiss him.”

That certainly stopped any tears from falling.

“What?”

Fen said it again.

“Eliot, I’ve seen the way the two of you look at each other. Many have whispered rumors of the two of you being lovers.”

“That’s preposterous. We’re best friends. Men can be close.”

“Yes, men certainly can. But…friends don’t look longingly after the other when they go to separate bedrooms at night.”

Damnit. Fen had caught him.

“I do not look longingly at him when he goes to bed.”

Fen leveled him a look.

“I wasn’t talking about you.” She said as she flipped her hand towards Quentin’s prone form.

“It’s just me here. What harm could it do to try?”

But that was the harm, wasn’t it? Having full proof that Quentin could never love Eliot like he…felt…for him. If he tried…if he kissed him…and it didn’t work?

It would break him.

He would try to act cool and never speak of it again, but he would live in constant heartache. Sure, lots of sex and booze might dull the pain, but watching Quentin love somebody else after he tried and was proven to not be the one? Yeah…not good.

Fen seemed to actually read his thoughts. (Not literally, of course. They don’t need more than one psychic in their friend group.)

“Don’t you want to do everything to save him?”

How dare she!

He felt himself tremble as he ran one lone fingertip down his sweet nose.

“Of course. I will burn this world to the ground if I have to.”

Shaking just a little more, his thumb smooth over Quentin’s slightly chapped lips. (When, not if, when he woke up, he was going to hound him with cups of water and fruit juice to make sure he stayed hydrated.)

“Then kiss him. Rule yourself out. I’ll even step outside and not peek. Promise!” She didn’t even wait for him to say anything. She just left the room with a quiet click of the door.

Now it was just the two of them.

Feeling awkward and really needing some cuddle comfort, Eliot slid under the covers and held Quentin close. He pet his arm in slow swoops and breathed in the scent of his hair. Like many times before, he hugged the smaller man close, enveloping him in his arms like he belonged there. Unlike most times, though, Q wasn’t burying his nose into his neck squeezing back hard enough to pop Eliot’s back. It was just…perfect. Quentin just knew how to hug him to make him feel safe and wanted.

What would he do if his favorite nerd didn’t wake up? How could he live in a world that didn’t have his favorite fanboy babbling in his ear?

“Come back to me, sweetheart. Just…let it be me, and I’ll try so hard to make you happy. I promise. I’ll give you soo many orgasms. So, so many. It will be obscene. We’ll be obscene if you just let me wake you up. Okay?”

Eliot steeled himself. Cupping the back of his neck, he placed an achingly tender kiss on his lips.

In stories, it always took a moment of bated breath to see if True Love’s Kiss worked. Often times in movies there was a dramatic moment of dread like it didn’t work before the music picked up and the princess slowly woke

Yeah…Disney did not prepare him for being pushed immediately on his back and being ravished by a previously comatose babbling king.

“Oh God, El! Yes, yes, all of that! Jesus Christ, you’re a good kisser.”

Reluctant as he was, Eliot pushed Quentin far enough above him to look in him the eyes.

“Wait. What the hell just happened?”

Quentin awkwardly shrugged, but his eyes twinkled with merriment and were hot with seduction.

“Uh, nutshell? I could hear everything that was said, and you just saved me by being my fucking one true love, seriously what they hell, fanfiction didn’t lie?! Oh, and you were totally misguided in trying to bring my ex-girlfriend here to kiss me. I kinda figured out what I felt for you was sooo not platonic when I crowned you, oh Mr. Spectacular. I kinda want to blow you now. To, umm, thank my hero and prove how much I really really like that he decided to kiss me?”

Eliot tilted his head and laughed, before pulling Q down into a rather filthy kiss.

“Oh Q, baby, I am so into that idea. However,” he said as he ran his thumbs across the apples of Quentin’s elated cheeks, “I almost lost you today. If you are willing, I feel the need to worship your body and make you scream my name.”

Quentin’s mouth opened, but no sound came out. He didn’t need words, though, he strongly nodded his head and attacked Eliot’s mouth again.

A few hours later Margo contacted Fen through a magic mirror spell.

“Shit, I can’t find Alice anywhere. Dean Fogg said she was doing some work-study at the Library.”

Fen blushed and tipped he mirror closer to Quentin’s door. While Margo couldn’t see anything, she certainly heard something.

Margo smiled. “Son of a clit! That sounds awfully like our Q moaning that Eliot’s cock is a magical gift?”

“Mmm-hmm,” Fen said timidly.

“How long has Q been awake?”

“Oh, I’d say a few hours.”

“And how long have they been at it?”

“Just a little less than that.”

“I don’t think I should be this happy that my best friends are boning….but…huh…True Love, huh?”

The Cupid’s Bow Roses were very carefully removed from the Fillorian Flower Forest, as well as any normal roses removed from the castle grounds.

On their fiftieth anniversary, Quentin gift Eliot with a bouquet of red tulips and Peruvian lilies.