#gay protagonists

[incompleteninny]

The seventy-third free, unedited chapter of my upcoming book, “The Heist at Cordia Aquarium” is now available on its website (or click here to read from the beginning).

An earthquake shakes the room: another of Barclay's feet crashing down.

Waylon's body won't move, though.

He stares out at the man, suspended within the core of his own mind. Blank, placid, empty, and weak. Not even enough strength to spur a thought.

"Where's Avery?" Barclay asks, his voice an iceberg cutting through stone.

Fear pulses once in Waylon's chest. Thoughts surge. A landslide tumbling through his mind — alongside his disembodied form. They pepper him: chunking pieces away until only an abstract sphere remains. Devoid of feeling, yet full of questions. Why aren't I moving? Am I— am I okay? Am I just going to stand here and let him catch me?

Barclay cracks his other set of knuckles. "Staying quiet, huh? If she's hurt... Well, it's not going to be good for you."

No.

It's an answer that burns in his stomach. Guttural, desperate, and not his own. It sets his chest aflame and straightens his cowering spine. Physical sensations that he recognizes, but where's the feeling? The emotions?

No, this can't be it. Not yet.

Barclay nearly shatters the earth between them with the fall of another boot. "I recommend you don't resist."

[...]

The final print version will have art inserts. Last week, I got a new one in from Stella. I love it and what to share it (go look at her other art after, too). This depicts the end of chapter 33, “A Pillar”

[mysticartist]

Hear me out.

Imagine a typical book with a female lead and two love interests, the childhood best friend and the tall dark and handsome guy. And she can typically not choose between them etc.

But.

It turns out the boys been in love with each other for years in a relationship happily, and didn't want to say they knew each other bc, she was under a lot of stress or something.

They didn't even try to hide it she was just oblivious af.

[thesoftboiledegg]

[skyberia]

on the agency of puppets

[swan2swan]

Chaos girlfriends, chaos girlfriends, chaos girlfriends.

[mikustan27]

high to death

[witchinatree]

my favorite genre of media is gay people vs the system™

[hensel-x]

finally finished my Vaguely 80s Zombie Boy 

[sketchy--akechi]

You wake up in the Velvet Room and these two are your attendants, wyd? 👀 Shuake Week Day 3: Velvet Room

[kai-strophics]

I fucking love this game

[dotted-clouds]

doomed 👍

[stimmingandstruggling]

i love the astral express family because they’re all SO weird. every time you think you’ve found the normal one you find out they’re just another flavor of freak. like himeko is maybe the most responsible one, but she just casually enjoys coffee that most consider poisonous. welt? straight up from another universe and carries around a black hole. march? don’t fuckign kid yourself her name is MARCH 7TH. then you think maybe, maybe dan heng is the token normal person of this group! he’s logical, down to earth, relatively calm! and it turns out he’s a dragon whose ex is hunting him across the universe, and he just decided not to mention that. and somehow, in comparison to everyone else, he’s still just some guy

[glow-worms-are-believers]

Cullen Row and the Mystery of the Cute Boy (dp x dc)

Cullen pulled down his hoodie further as he turned away from the store window's reflection. His cheekbone was turning a sickly sort of yellow-green, which Cullen knew meant it was healing, but he really hated having to see every time he looked at his reflection. It was just another reminder of that night.

With a sigh, Cullen put his hands further into his pockets and started walking down the streets. He had gone out mostly to show Harper he wasn't affected by what had happened the night of the Gala, though that would be a lie. Knowing the assholes had been scared shitless by Batman did not translate into himself no longer being afraid, unfortunately.

Cullen took a careful breath and let it out. He'd told Harper he was getting the eggs they were missing and that was what he was going to do. There was nothing to be afraid of really.

Something rammed into him, and Cullen let out a breathless gasp of pain as he was sent to the floor, the asphalt digging into his back. A male voice groaned a bit after, and Cullen tried to blink away the stars in his vision.

"Oh my god!" The voice said again and Cullen could hear rustling from what he assumed was the guy getting up. "I'm so sorry!"

Cullen was still doing his best trying to shake away the dizziness when an outstretched hand entered his field of vision. He looked up to find himself looking into the biggest, bluest, most beautiful eyes he'd ever seen, framed by shiny black locks that fell around the boy's face.

Cullen blinked again, half-sure the cute boy was a hallucination, but nope, he was still looking at Cullen with a (cute) worried frown. Cullen could practically see the Bishie Sparkles around his face.

What in the anime bullshit was this.

[maiooo-0]

MORE AAAAH

[cheeseballcheeto]

happy valentine’s day!! i’m not late time is an illusion

[mikustan27]

GO GO , ROLLER BOYS !

( images r meant 2 b back 2 back :P )