#love his he/him pronouns in bio looking ass

[awetfrog]

some nosramus for a person in my asks requesting him

[handittothefandom]

Red, White and Royal Blue Headcannons

- Alex falls asleep with his glasses on, Henry takes them off

- LIGHTSABER BATTLES

- Alex knows EXACTLY how many moles Henry has

- Henry asks June if proposing on New Year���s is cliche

- The both have their pronouns in social media bios

- The first time Alex actually spoke spanish in front of Henry he had to sit down

- David spends a lot of nights laying in Alex’s knees and Henry isn’t sure if his dog stoled his boyfriend or if his boyfriend stoled his dog

- “I love you” “That’s gay” “Alex I am quite literally gay”

- Henry is always playing with Alex’s hair and Alex is always playing with Henry’s hands

- The next time they go to the lake Alex jokes about how Henry better not run away this time

- Alex is always stressed and tries to play off his panic attacks by joking, Henry holds his hands in his and sits with him until he breathes

- Ellen refers to Henry as her favorite son

- They smash so much cake in each others faces at their wedding

- Alex has a tattoo only Henry has seen

- Alex wears makeup for their first pride, seeing him and those damn eyelashes with mascara leave Henry unable to talk when he looks at him for the whole day

- You bet your ass Henry always buys Alex yellow roses on their anniversary

- Bea tells Alex that their dad would have really loved him

- Henry ends up so obsessed with Alex because he’s the first person who didn’t pretend to love him for someone he wasn’t

- Henry has a super specific skin care routine, and even wears a headband while he does it, Alex washes his face with bar soap and it makes Henry so mad “You really don’t do anything and look that good”

- When they’re together Alex rubs Henry’s back till he falls asleep, when they’re apart they having matching teddy bears they sleep with and Alex calls and reads to Henry on really bad night

- “you might be the prince of whales but you are the king of my heart”

- One night Alex is putting their kids to sleep and Henry over hears him telling their love story as a bed time story, “Sometimes you’re wrong and that’s okay because when I admitted I was wrong it turned out to be the best thing that ever happened to me”

- Alex is obsessed with matching Halloween costumes

- Henry definitely calls him princess

- Henry dedicates his first book to Alex

- Alex is very ticklish to Henry’s advantages

this list is only gonna get longer but here

Also if you like any of these and want to write a whole fic please do, send me a link when you’re done

[unikhroma]

mr driller findings part 1

so a few days ago i mentioned that i was looking at japanese sources for mr driller lore stuff and due to me not knowing the language and not wanting to make my friend translate a billion sentences, i put some of what i found through machine translation since it's the best i got (well technically my friend is the best i got, but like i said, really don't wanna put him through having to hand translate ALL of what i found)

wanna start off with this, this is from NOURS magazine and shows anna's house and the entirety of the driller labo which is SO cool. i adore the environmental art here and the little character and world lore tidbits, it really adds a lot

god i love the tidbit that taizo drilling into the walls happens on a regular basis

under the read more is stuff about undergrounders and a translated comic!

hiii 5 other mr driller fans on the site hiiiii would love to talk to you guys but i'm shy

here's more info about the undergrounders which was something i was tryna look for, also from NOURS magazine. i kept the anna part even though it seems to match what's already known about her. though it seems to imply that her mom died, it could very well be meant in a literal way which would line up with the official english bio for her

i imagine that the pronouns for anna are a translation mishap but it's harder to edit than her name

aand here's a promotional 4koma for drill spirits, ALSO from NOURS magazine, translated by my friend mono! he wants to say that he's not an expert and that someone who has a more native translation can kick his ass for it (his words /lh)

...i know the bottom part is still untranslated but it felt weird cutting off the border. taizo is so. he is so.

anyway ya! that's enough for this part. i wanted to post all the untranslated things, but they're huge images and i feel lilke there's too much here already. so if you want them, just DM me and i'll send them to you

all of the NOURS magazine scans i found on internet archive. here's the one with mr driller-specific segments, and here's the general NOURS magazine archive (i forgot which volume i found the 4koma in)

[dreadfullydevoted]

꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷‧₊˚🕷‧₊˚ HOLD THE SCREAMS, THE LIGHTS ARE TURNING LOW . . .

↳ ❝ [A GNASHING FEVER DREAM OF A HAUNTING PICTURE SHOW ] ¡! ❞

INFO UNDER THE CUT!

Well well well well well! Look at this updated bio! Let's get this shit started, shall we?

Hi! I'm Dew, the owner of this... Hellhole blog. If you'd consider it that. I'm kind of a mess when it comes to here. But hey!

He/him pronouns, but he/she SOMETIMES works too, just not preferred! I'm gay as all hell and genderfluid, so YEAH. Transmasc...

INTERESTS ! | ❥ | ~ Saw films, FNAF, Scream, any horror media, Smiling Friends, Santa Clarita Diet (thanks a lot to my homie for getting me addicted to this...), Dexter, Gravity Falls... Anything fucked up, weird, or that's just goofy is something I like. Also anything with Matthew Lillard. I want to bite him so bad it's uncanny.

DNI ! | ❥ | ~ Listen, I don't give a fuck much, but I fucking despise how I've gotten fucking weird ass interactions from people so, it pisses me the fuck off. Just... Don't be weird. Please. Honestly I mostly don't give a solid fuck, but you know. Homophobic, transphobic... You get allat. proshippers get outta here too ugh (Also just don't be weird about ships if you're not a selfshipper dude. You can have limits or preferences, but seriously... Don't go around whining or attacking people for shipping with the same character you do. Or other things such as canonical ships. You know who you are.... )

Alright, let's get some extra shit down. I'm an adult. I'm not gonna be discussing weird shit w/ minors, and if I see an ask that is nsfw implying or whatnot from someone that is a minor / no age in bio then I WILL delete it. This also includes trying to say things ab my ocs, yadda yadda. Got a problem with that? Block me. You can call them cute or pretty, I really don't give a fuck. Just don't go around like "omg i want him to fuck me omgomg...!!~~!!!" then like, go,... shoo.

OH tags... We're upgrading them!!

|⚰️| ~ 𝑪𝑶𝑭𝑭𝑰𝑵 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑻𝑺! ~ I yap here. YAPYAPYAP.

|🍬| ~ 𝑫𝑬𝑾 𝑫𝑹𝑨𝑾𝑺 ! ~ I draw... That's it. :P

|🎸🍬| ~ 𝑹𝑶𝑪𝑲 𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑫𝒀! ♡ ~ MY BELOVED OC X CANON SHIP I am too in love w them rn so they get their own tag!!! :]

AH yes, I also have other blogs, most rp based!

@screamingqueenxoxo ~ MY SAW OC BLOG!!! She is my BABY and I'm sure you'll see a lot of her on here as well!! <33

@photographerstanheight ~ Adam Stanheight!! My little guy!

@jigsawkillings ~ This isn't as active, but John Kramer! hooray!

@trimalchiooframshackle ~ NOT active, but my ramshackle oc blog :]

[invisiblequeen]

For Anyone's Bachelor/ette Challenge: Three BC Hopefuls

1. Adriano Halter

Age: Young Adult

Pronouns: He/Him

Orientation: Pansexual

Age: Young Adult

Aspiration: Fun Bucket List

Traits: Values Traditions, Seducer, Clubber

Bio: Adriano, nicknamed "A.D." as a kid, has really taken to the party life in Windenburg. Having thrown the best house parties he could in High School, he knows a thing or two about keeping the people entertained. It wasn't until he visited the Ancient Ruins that he learned just how next-level a night party could be. As an adult, he works at the Narwhal Arms, taking notes and making improvements where he can, because his dream (besides making a big-ass bucket list and crossing everything off in the first ten years) is to run his own nightclub...and have a hot babe on his arm while he does it.

2. Miki Burks

Age: Young Adult

Pronouns: She/Her

Orientation: Bisexual

Aspiration: City Native

Traits: Goofball, Language Savant, Ambitious

Bio: Miki lived in the city for all of five years. FIVE YEARS. Before her parents decided it was better to move to Willow's Creek for the school program. Which was fine. Family-friendly neighborhoods are always gonna beat out the heady lifestyle of the city. But the more she'd read about the goings-on of San Myshuno, the more she wished she was back there. So she saved up every little simoleon she could, from allowances AND part-time jobs, so she could gift herself a one-way ticket back to her hometown. Her apartment is small, and the streets are smelly, but she's never felt more at home. Miki is determined to enjoy every aspect of City Life, and she wants a partner who is just as into it as she is.

3. Musa Orlow

Age: Young Adult

Pronouns: He/Him

Orientation: Bisexual

Aspiration: Extreme Sports Enthusiast

Traits: Loves Outdoors, Cheerful, Adventurous

Bio: As a child in Copperdale, Musa floated through school with decent grades, decent friends, and a decent homelife. Everything was decent. Everything was SAFE. But that's not what he wants anymore. He wants excitement. He wants danger. He wants to climb to the top of Mt. Komorebi and 2 Step for the Satellite in space! He's a thrill-seeking, fun-loving, risk-taking babe who's looking for a special someone to take these crazy rides with him.

Whoever is coming up with a BC soon, if any of these hopefuls interest you, HMU and I'll prepare the download link. :)

[xsurvivalistx]

Claudio Rivera. The Tinker. Survivalist through and through. 

001.  GENERAL

name  Claudio Rivera

nicknames  hard-ass

age  forty-three

date of birth  January 8th 1977.

zodiac  capricorn

place of birth  new york

current residence  new york

gender  male

pronouns  he/him

sexuality  homosexual

occupation  ceo of Rivera corperations.

faceclaim  mark consuelos

height  5'8

tattoos  none

piercings  none

distinguishing features  the ever present cocky smirk on his lips.

positive traits  resourceful, witty

negative traits  rough, high-maintence

labels / tropes  the hbic

likes  when people do what he says, when he says it.

dislikes  when people don't listen to him.

fears  not being successful. being broke.

hobbies  reading, negotiating.

habits  smoking, drinking.

002.  EXTRA ORDINARY

the questions here for each section are suggestions to get you thinking. as long as the section is appropriately elaborated upon, you’re fine!

near death experience…  one of the few times that Claudio agreed to team up with a coworker on a project, and they explode the building. Claudio found himself close to death. he tried her best to claw his way out of the rubble and inventions that he had made...but it was no use. thankfully, the rescue services managed to find him. otherwise he’s afraid he may not have ever gotten the chance to become as successful as she was.

power…  he can create anything he sets his mind to. he just needs access to the resources and equipment. 

drawbacks / vulnerabilities…  he can't just magically make the thing appear. he has to get the supplies and actually create it. He doesn’t have telekinesis or anything like that to help him out unfortunately!

(if applicable)  cerberus corp…  after hearing of his company, they recruited his coorperation to help them with testing. the company has a great track record in both inventing and science, and he doesn't plan on stopping now.

codename… tinker. it's what the news gave him when they caught the man playing with some electral wiring while trying to steal some supplies. Personally? he hates the name, but he's not going to waste precious time trying to think of some silly name.

003.  EXTRA

an optional section where you can give a bio / stats / pinterest / spotify / connections you’re looking for.

Bio: 

Even at a young age, if you asked Claudio Rivera what his biggest fear was? The young boy would say that it was to be unsuccessful. Poor. His parents struggled to keep a job. And he saw the struggles they put up with, especially his mother. Granted, the alcohol and drugs definitely didn't help. His mother was a stripper while her husband bummed off of her. Sometimes he would try to keep a job, although most of the time? He didn't. But Claudio’s mother loved him regardless, which Claudio thought she was crazy for doing so. He wasn't contributing around the house...He wasn't making money...He was useless. And as they got behind on bills more and more? He got more unbearable as the stress mounted. It wasn’t exactly uncommon to hear a cry of pain from either a young Claudio or his mother around the house.

Which is why Claudio couldn't wait to leave. He had been saving up for years. Money that he’s hid most of his life. And while his father had taken some of it here and there when he came across it? He’s been better at hiding it. And when he finally had enough money? Claudio decided to go to college. He wanted to be a inventor. So he got a degree in engineering and a science degree. Although he focused on the engineering, and his partner focused more on the science and medical. The two worked hard. And sure...Some of the stuff they did? Wasn't exactly legal. 

He created stuff for companies. Great inventions that anyone would be happy to have. Although his favorite things to create was definitely weaponry. His partner and himself also dabbled in medical studies as well. One day, his partner had taken it a step too far. Testing on a human when they clearly weren't ready. It caused a series of events, and led to the entire building blowing up while Claudio had been working on one of his inventions. He ended up burried underneath. He pushed, clawed, squirmed...Even while impaled. He wasn't going to die here...Claudio COULDN'T die here. There was still so much shit he had left to do. And he wasn't going to let his partner's mistake cost him his life. 

And it didn't. What it did do, however? Was open another door to him. Omnifabrication. He could think of what he wanted to build, and know just how exactly to do it. What materials Claudio would need. And sure, some of those things take time to acquire and what not. But now that he could craft things that were breakthroughs and thought to be merely fictional before? He was a resource that many people clamored for. And his company? Absolutely flourished. Claudio quickly became rich, and one of the most powerful men in the world. And he acted like it. He took care of his mother, although made sure his father didn't get a penny after he left Claudio’s mother for some other woman. 

Cerberus approached him and made Claudio a deal though. All of this money for some inventions. And how could he say no? At first, he just created weapons and other items for them. But then he began testing things for them and allowing them to test at a safe place in his building. And then Claudio began dabbling in researching their people for them. All in all? He may not be a agent. But he definitely has agency within cerberus. And that's perfectly okay with him.

Claudio became a anti-hero over time. At first? He was simply a villain. Stealing supplies when he needed them before his business went off and became as successful and powerful as it did. Hell, he even stole from Cerberus a time or two and was never caught. However, now? He’s a anti-hero. Using his inventions and his skills to protect people through his rough way. Although he’s definitely not a full fledged hero. He still uses his powers selfishly and isn’t afraid to work against some heroes to put himself in a better position, or even to work with some villains if he thinks it’s best. He’s trained in many forms of combat, and he is a perfect shot. Often times using guns, knives, and staffs more than actual hand to hand combat. He goes by the name Tinker, although personally? He despises the name. But he has things to do, and making some silly alias? Wasn't anywhere near the top of his list.

[stabosins4]

my favorite kind of ally are the ones i've entitled "confused chad".

Like they don't know what's going on but whatever I'm on about with pronouns is totally wicked dude.

No one embodies Confused Chad more than Jayden. Jayden was a boy in my freshman year of high school. I had three classes with him: Bio, Gym, and Math.

Unrelated to Jayden, that years "fad" was for the guys to wear dresses and skirts to school every Tuesday. I don't know why, none of the gay guys did it, yet every single straight man that year participated at least once.

I go to one of those schools which change schedules depending on the day, so on Tuesdays, it just so happened that I had gym first thing. With Jayden.

Gym class was coming to a close, we're all changing out of our gym clothes, I'm trying to hide my boobs in the mens' room, and then a ruckus starts. Common for a mens' room, I ignore it. The ruckus continues, I try to ignore it. As I go to leave the room i see that Jayden has a full ass bubblegum pink ballgown, petticoat after petticoat, i swear he must've had one of those cages that go underneath it was so puffy.

Of course, all the guys around him (also in skirts, but none can compare) are asking how in the hell he got this crazy shit. All Jayden responds with...

is nothing. He shrugs. and leaves.

Now, Jayden is LOUD. Jayden is loud and annoying and loves talking about literally anything. So even the guys with less than half a braincell know something's up.

2nd period comes and goes. Lunch comes and goes, next: Math. I had forgotten at this point, and I've always been one of those kids who gets to class way too early (especially after lunch), so I spend a good 10 minutes settling into class, other students trickle in.

Jayden walks in, my head is down in my desk drawing so I don't notice. That is, I wouldn't have noticed, but also in this class is Christian, Jayden's best friend, but also an avid member of the D&D club, which meets on Mondays, but Monday was a weekend, so he missed eating lunch with Jayden today.

Christian sits on the other side of the room, but he may as well have been screaming directly into my ear when he goes, "What the FUCK are you wearing, Jayden?!"

Jayden looks at him, blinks, looks down at his Bubblegum. Pink. Ballgown. Look's back at his friend and says, straight-faced;

"Nikes."

Which is immediately followed by him kicking his leg out to reveal the most basic black Nikes you could imagine (im not a shoe person, maybe they were fancy, idfk).

Christian's jaw DROPS. And he steps over to Jayden and grabs the edge of the skirt and holds it up, "No. THIS, you idiot!" (not the word he said, I'm not gonna right the real word, you can figure it out on your own)

Jayden nods and shrugs, "It's a trend, haven't you been paying attention, dumbass?"

"It makes you look gay," Christian argues, tossing the skirt back down.

"What if I am gay?"

"WHAT?!"

"What if. I am. gay...? What's so wrong about that, man?"

"Nothing, I-I... You aren't gay!"

"I might be!"

"Jayden, you're straight,"

"Christian. I'm gay."

And, triumphant, Jayden takes his seat.

The day after, in Biology, Jayden's standing next to me in line to get some assignment (no ballgown in sight). His friend (not Christian) leans over and asks, "So...are you gay? No problem if you are, just wanna know..."

Jayden looks this kid in the eye and goes:

"What's gay?"

And I just lose it. I can't hold myself together anymore. I just start laughing. I laugh until I cry. I laugh until I can't breath. I laugh so hard for so long I get sent home for the day.

We're about to start our Junior year, Jayden still goes to this school, guys dont dress in skirts every tuesday anymore. But people still talk about Jayden and his bubblegum pink ballgown. They still ask where he got it from, he always just walks away or changes the subject. Some people say it was all planned, the Christian encounter, "what's gay?", some say I was in on it, and I don't confirm or deny to those who ask. Because really, I don't care.

I don't care what's true. I don't care what Christian thinks of gays. I don't care where Jayden got the dress. I don't care if Jayden ever learned what gay means. Because you know what?

I made it up.

[merrock]

CHARACTER INFORMATION

face claim: miya horcher

full name: mercy marie ovalles

nickname(s) / goes by: merc, mimi, but she’ll answer to anything.

pronouns & gender: cis woman, she/her.

sexuality: pansexual.

birth date: january 8, 1998.

birth place: madison, georgia.

arrival to merrock: 2025, one week ago.

housing: historical downtown.

occupation: bartender.

work place: vibrations.

family: n/a.

relationship status: single.

PERSONALITY

Ever since Mercy left Georgia, she made the decision to live her life to the fullest. She lives for today and has absolutely no clue where or what she’s going to be doing ten years from now. From living in a town smaller than Merrock to working her ass off in Florida, Mercy truly believes that she’s never lived. At the age of twenty-six, the decision was made to stop worrying about the future and focus on her now. She was going to be wild, she’d be carefree and she’s going to bring passion into everything she does. That’s her only goal in life and the only way she feels she’d make her brother proud.

WRITTEN BY: Idalis (she/her), EST.

BACKGROUND / BIO

triggering / sensitive content: drunk driving, car accident, death, and depression mentions.

The tale of the Ovalles family was beautiful, average, but beautiful and seemed to be the kind of love that everyone wished to have. Her father and mother grew up together in Madison, Georgia, their fates practically being tied from the moment they met. They got married and not too long afterward, they became the parents of two beautiful children— Robert and Mercy. Born two years apart. The perfect little family, or at least that’s how it looked. Behind closed doors, perfect couldn’t be farther from the truth. Behind those doors was a woman who struggled with sobriety, a father who could only scream his frustrations out at her and two children who leaned on each other for support. Mercy didn’t know when the alcohol abuse began.. All she knew was that her mother struggled and no one knew what to do about it.

Her mother had her good moments and during those moments, she was the kind of parent that Mercy wished she would be all around. She was caring, attentive, full of love. But then there were the bad moments. During those moments, Robert and Mercy did the best they could to stay out of either of their parents' way. At night, in the midst of all the screaming, the two would lock each other into her brother’s room. Robert would be the only doing his best to keep Mercy preoccupied with something else. Anything that could help take her mind off of what was going on just outside of those doors, but it never worked. She could hear everything, but for the sake of her brother, she merely pretended that she couldn’t. Faked a smile, faked a laugh. It was all she knew how to do. By the age of thirteen, her father was done. In the middle of the night, he kissed both of his children on the forehead, told them how much he loved them and by the next morning, he was gone. Never to be seen or heard from again.

Outside of the home, Robert Ovalles had become a popular name— not only in school, but throughout the neighborhood. Not only did he seem to work hard in school by making exceptional grades but he was a great basketball player. Most of the winning games always seemed to happen because of him. That, and he was also known for being the kind of guy that everyone wanted to be around. He was funny, caring, protective and made sure he made a friend out of everyone. When their father left, it felt as though most of the responsibility had been placed upon his shoulders. Too young to get a well paying job, Robert was the one who had to constantly drag his mother, fully-clothed, into the shower with hopes of sobering her up enough so she could work her shifts and keep the bills paid and whatever she couldn’t cover, he filled it in with the little money he did make. During her good days, he saved up for the moments where she would go back to her old ways. Because she always would. Mercy, on the other hand, was the opposite of Robert. She was the kind of person who kept to her own circle of friends and never dared to venture out of it. She managed to always keep a smile out of her face, stay out of the limelight and simply do what was asked of her. When it came to her own future, Mercy didn’t know what she wanted to do. Where she wanted to live, a career. Anytime the subject was brought up, she’d draw a blank. The only thing she wanted was for her and her brother to get out of this small town for good.

The day came when Robert had gone off to college, managing to secure himself a full ride, Mercy was a mess. She was happy that her brother was finally able to pack up and actually live a life of his own, but there was also a huge ache in her heart because she was doing it without her. She didn’t know how to deal with her mother alone. But before he left, Robert promised her that he’d be back for her. Mercy just had to remain strong and allow him to save up enough money, find a place for the both of them and they could finally be free from Madison and all the darkness that came along with it. It was a promise that kept Mercy hanging on as much as she could. Staying out of her mother’s way and doing her part to ensure that the woman actually managed to try keeping the roof over their heads. Mercy herself had even gotten a job for after school and whatever money didn’t help with bills, they went to her own little savings.

Her brother came back during one of his first breaks, the feeling of excitement to merely see him again was something Mercy could never forget.. Robert told stories upon stories about his time in Florida, about his school, about his new friends, his job, and Mercy soaked it all in. She loved to listen, loved knowing what life was like outside of here. Truthfully, her want to see the world was all thanks to Robert. He painted the picture of life in Florida and she was just itching to see the day where the two of them would be able to experience it together. Because he promised her they would and it was something he constantly reminded her every chance he could. They both were going to get out of here. She just needed to give him a little more time.

She was seventeen when her world felt as if it came crashing down. His smile was the last thing to be imprinted in Mercy’s mind that night because it was the last time she’d ever get to see him do it. To make a long, sad story short – he, Mercy and his friends got into a car accident that night. They had all been drinking, their car hit another and everyone (aside from her) had died that night. After the loss of her son, Mercy’s mother made no attempts at trying to get better. Not anymore. She never talked about trying to get better, never bothered to attempt at getting better— not even when her daughter pleaded with her to. Liquor became her mother’s shoulder to cry on and it didn’t take long before liquor became her only priority. There wasn’t a single night that went by where Mercy didn’t have to turn her mother onto her side to prevent possible choking. Mornings had become even harder. Her mother no longer waited for the end of her shifts to start drinking instead she brought the alcohol with her. How no one managed to notice was always a mystery to Mercy, but like always, she’d keep her head down and simply ignore. As long as the lights were still on, she wouldn’t complain.

As time went by, Mercy grew sick and tired of being the punching bag for her mother’s drunken and hurtful words and actions. Everything that managed to go wrong with the Ovalles family had somehow become Mercy’s fault. She’d been the one her mother somehow managed to blame for everything. But for every bottle that she threw across the room, every finger she pointed in Mercy’s direction, every hateful thing that was said, Mercy continued to tell herself it wasn’t her fault. She didn’t do anything. There had been countless nights where she wanted to leave. Get out and leave the woman there to handle things on her own, but she couldn’t. It was her mother, as much as she wished she didn’t, Mercy still loved her. She was the only person she had left in the world and the thought of leaving that behind broke her. Memories of the “good moments” always seemed to fog her judgment and like always, she hoped her mother would finally have enough strength to get the help she needed to remain sober. For good.

To no one’s surprise, there came a night where Mercy finally snapped. She grew sick and tired of being her mother’s punching bag and for the first time, Mercy spoke up. She said some pretty awful things that night and it ended with her mother striking her in the face; the final straw. In the heat of the moment, her only daughter left home that night, packed up all of her things and booked it—having enough money saved up to be able to do just that. She didn’t know where she was going, what she was going to do when she figured it out, she was just done. Mercy was leaving and never coming back. Even if she no longer had her brother to go to, she was done with this town. She ghosted the town and everyone in it. Changed her number and was never to be seen or heard from again.

Florida had been the first place she thought of running to because of all the stories she heard Robert talk about. Mercy lived there for three years with hope she’d fall in love with it as much as her brother did— she never did. The excitement, the happiness .. it all seemed to simmer down the longer she stayed. She was bored. Florida wasn’t the place she wanted to settle in and she knew it after her first year. The years she’d spent living in Florida had been the time where she worked her hardest. She took multiple jobs at once, saving up not only enough money, but building the courage to do the one thing she wanted to— see and enjoy the world. Mercy wanted to be free, to travel the world and soak in everything it had to offer. Once she felt as if she were ready, she hopped on a bus and that’s when her journey began.

For the last few years, she’s been moving from state to state, staying in the cheapest places she can find and enjoying whatever her current location has to offer. When she feels like she’s had enough, she packs a bag, hops on a bus and is back on the move again.

Maine was supposed to be a quick stop along the way, but there was something about this small town that seemed to call out to her. Maybe it was the part of her that missed her own small town, but she couldn’t seem to stop the urge that wanted to see what Merrock had to offer. The town sucked her in and before she knew it, Mercy was lucky enough to find a simple, furnished studio, and managed to talk them into a month to month lease and snagged herself a job as a bartender to bring money back up. How long will she stay here? Who knows, but she’s definitely going to enjoy whatever she can before the urge to leave sweeps her up.

[undervaalue]

𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗸𝗲𝘁𝘁 " 𝗯𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗲𝘁" 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝘃𝗲𝘀

❝ Yes, everbody's dying to be somebody else, but I'll live my life if it kills me. ❞

B A S I C S –

Name: Beckett Graves. Nicknames: Bucket (most commonly known as), Beck. Birthday: July 29, 2000. Pronouns: He/him. Gender/Sex: Cisgender/male. Sexuality: Bisexual. Occupation: Bartender at Rock & Bowl.

P E R S O N A L I T Y —

+ Captivating, playful, humble. - Self-destructive, impulsive, childish. Incredibly outgoing and equally as charming. He's likely to talk your ear off, a big, dumb grin permanently attached to his face. In other words, a flirt. While he was a screw-up in high-school, he's always been incredibly playful, finding joy in every moment (especially those that shouldn't be joyous). Could do with a heavy dose of Serious Business but he'd likely figure out a way to make that un-serious, too. Deeply, deeply a stoner as well, which means this flirtatious smile is always paired with half-lidded eyes and a chill-ness not easily obtained soberly.

A R R I V A L — ( BORN & RAISED )

Born and raised in this coastal town. He has huge dreams of getting out of this place, but then he'd have to, like, become a functioning member of society and rely on more than just his charm to get around, so... We'll see when that happens.

E X T R A B I T S —

– Has broken every skateboard he's ever owned, but never a bone. It kind of pisses him off - he's 99% reckless and can't even manage to get a cool injury. – For a very very very long time he did not have access to a car and simply drove around on an electric scooter. He still has the scooter and prefers it for daytime use, though he does have a beater now (with a roll-down top, thank you very much) so he can make longer drives in the winter without dying. – Dipped town after getting dumped by the girl he thought was "the one" and went to Italy for six months before coming back a much better chef and a much calmer person. Also, he fucked sooo many Italian milfs, and he WILL tell you about it. – LOVES the Spice Girls and other 90's pop girlies. Just something about jamming to bubblegum pop on a long walk

C O N N E C T I O N S —

Atlas Nolan: motherfuckers. Absolute chaos in a duo. Met through dubious means and have been pulling dumb shit together since. Most recently, they've been terrorizing the bowling leagues with disguises while Bucket howls from his bartending duties. Cricket Campbell: friends. Met through Mack and buddied up easily because Bucket loves to eat whatever Cricket's cooking. They started cheffing it up together more often after Bucket's trip to Italy. Leo Larson: former slut pals. Would hit the clubs together to skank it up. Now, Leo's taken it upon himself to personally lift Bucket out of his dry spell. Mack Montgomery: friends. Bucket but stronger. Buddies, partiers, general nuisances for the Aurora Bay residents. Santiago De Leon: papa y son. Bucket may just be a no-good troublemaker, but at least he has the head of the Four Leaf to look out for him.

B A C K G R O U N D —

written bio coming soon... tw: brief mentions of parental abuse, drug abuse, death, suicide.

- king of the milfs. literally will not shut up about fucking milfs. its a disease and i feel sorry for anyone who had to be friends with this guy in middle school - has one sister, sarah, who is disabled. he speaks ASL after learning so they could communicate. if bucket graves is one thing, it’s a good ass brother - 0 relationship with parents. his mother and father kicked him out for poor behavior in high school and their relationship never recovered. his father is abusive and his mother is complacent, choosing her life of luxury and her home over her son. sarah lives with them, and bucket has a habit of sneaking into the house just to visit her. brenda (his mother) pretends she doesn’t know this - plays guitar well. has been in and out of bands through high school, but always goes back to the one he shares with his best friend - very very talented artist. once had dreams of becoming a comic book artist and even got into a lucrative art school, but he dropped out after the first semester due to crippling self-doubt (and lack of funds, but that’s not the leading or most important reason). - sort of fell into bartending. his drinks are too strong and sometimes he gives you a peach margarita when you asked for apple, but he’s just so cute it’s hard to be mad about it. somehow, he’s employed, and still bringing home big tips with lipstick prints - (used to be a) casual drug dealer (weed and cocaine). unfortunately. and he’s good at it. a very charming man and a very charming smile vs. the cops? oh, he’s gonna win every time. he relied on the income in high school but now that he’s got bartending work it’s mostly a here nd there occurrence when he needs to make a quick buck - huge bisexual and very proud of it. it took him awhile to get over the shame of liking men, but by the end of high school (and after a life-ending crush on his best friend) he was at peace with his sexuality and fucking both milfs AND dilfs - (his older preference and voracious sex life is coming to an end - he’s growing up ok!!!) - had an on and off long-term girlfriend but she killed herself this past early spring and he's been trying to find his place in the world since then

PENNED BY MIGZ. ( @aurorabayaesthetic )

[deadcityhq]

CHARACTER NAME: thorin CHARACTER FACECLAIM: richard armitage CHARACTER AGE/DOB (if relevant/they're not old af): approaching 200 years old CHARACTER PRONOUNS/GENDER IDENTITY/SEXUALITY ETC: hes just blinking at me. it's fine, WE know what he is CHARACTER FANDOM (if relevant): tolkien universe OC OR CANON: canon CHARACTER TYPE (for example: werewolf, shadowhunter, warlock, demon etc): royal pain in the ass? like sure he's a dwarf but-- HOW LONG HAVE THEY BEEN IN NEW YORK/WHY ARE THEY THERE ETC: checks watch like an hour, hes very confused IMPORTANT CHARACTER INFORMATION TO NOTE AND SHARE (this could be important headcanons for initial plotting, mini bios etc, supporting docs):

born and raised in a different universe, thorin is about to be SO fucked by the plot it's gonna be hilarious okay, lets fucking go

very early in thorin's life, his entire sense of self and stability was turned upside down. his kingdom, his people, the life he knew… it all came under attack from the great dragon, smaug. the mountain kingdom he called home, the one he was destined to one day rule and lead… all lost in a blink as his people were forced to flee-- the mountain lost and the treasure within now claimed by the dragon that brought pain and suffering to all.

the anger and pain was something that remained with thorin throughout the years. the king in exile did all he could, tried hard to provide for his people and protect them. but always, he would feel a disappointment in his heart. the idea that he could not truly save his people, their home, weighed heavy on the would be king.

until, finally, many years later, the wizard gandalf came to him with a proposition. and so, this is how the grand quest to reclaim his homeland began.

a tough journey, but one that thorin continued to have faith in. through every turn, every horror that became clear… he still had hope.

though perhaps, more terrifying than battling a dragon, was thorin's fight against the sickness that swept over him after they reclaimed the mountain kingdom and the dragon was defeated. thorin had been stubborn, determined to not make the same mistakes of prior rulers-- he did not want to become changed by the treasure hoard, but… the dragon sickness came for him with its cold and cruel grip. it changed thorin, elevated his more heated traits… amplified it, poured in the hate and jealousy and paranoia.

and although thorin came through it, fought his way back to himself, he still does not entirely feel healed from it. it isn't so much that the darkness inhabits his heart, but… the guilt related to how it made him act, that sure does linger. combined with the grief of seeing fili and kili killed in front of him, it left thorin out of sorts. but… he had a job to do. post-battle, there was a kingdom to lead and rule. no time truly to think of anything else.

but when thorin heard of gandalf's newest problem… well. for all the ways he had fought for his kingdom, for a home for his people, for a reclaimed throne… maybe there was something that had become more important than treasure.

not that he's exactly been any good at WORDING THAT,,, but. look. he wasn't FAR behind, okay??? in fact, thorin set off after bilbo and gandalf barely days after the pair had left. he just didn't account for how differently time would run in this new world. what do you MEAN bilbo and gandalf have been there a month already??

THREE AESTHETICS THAT REMIND YOU OF YOUR CHARACTER:

the warmth of furs against skin, pulled close against a biting wind

the feel of someone's fingers moving through your hair, helping to add braids

laughter of friends and loved ones long into the night

admin andy app.

[sparepartsthrowaway]

Intro Post Thingie

Hi! If you can't read the bio this is a spam account :3

I will be reposting the fuck out of everything I like bc I need to stop being a pussy and actually show the brilliant creative people of this hell site that I LOVE THEM bc I know that even if just one of them simply stopped making art and fanfics I'd mourn them like a lost loved one bc I would know I killed them

Anyways away from that dramatic ass paragraph (it's currently 01:24am as I make this post forgive me)

I'll also maybe perhaps post my own art. Maybe. BC I love drawing and I wanna actually make friends and interact with the fandoms I'm in instead of being that freak in the corner who is Just There but doesn't talk.

I forgot I haven't actually introduced myself! My name is Lars!!!!

I use she/her/he/him/they/them pronouns :3 (aka genderqueer)

I'm aroace and autistic :3 (just like Thrawn 😈)

I love Star wars soooo much (my favourite character is Thrawn if you couldn't tell.) so that'll be mostly the thing I'll repost and also I literally did my college exam for graphic communication on making a star wars comic with my evil lesbian oc so I'm that insane.

I also like Genshin Impact and I'm currently fixating on Apothecary Diaries!

Um I'm 19 and Scorpio but idk why you need that please don't curse me

I'm BRITISH RAHHHHHH 🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧

and I'm in uni rn studying history so please ask me about anything or even tell me about something!!!!

All this to say this is my junkyard of love please enjoy and also I'll have a tagging system if this hell site actually works for once :3

Love you pookies 😘

ALSO PLEASE BE KIND TO ME AND USE EMOJIS LIKE ":3" (OR TONE TAGS BUT I UNDERSTAND EMOJIS BETTER) BECAUSE SOMETIMES EVEN A SIMPLE "YOU'RE WELCOME" CAN FEEL SARCASTIC OR UNFRIENDLY TO ME (YAY AUTISM) BECAUSE I CANNOT READ TONE 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Also I made a kin post somewhere so ig look at it and decide if you wanna talk to me lol (please talk to me)

[huntercassidy]

"I HAVE STOPPED BRINGING FLOWERS TO THE GRAVE OF THE PERSON I USED TO BE."

FULL NAME: Hunter Jethro Cassidy NICKNAME(S): Bigfoot, Butch, Gibbs PREFERRED NAME(S): Hunter BIRTH DATE: August 30th, 1985 AGE: 39 OCCUPATION: Mechanic at Reaper Crew AFFILIATION: None TIME IN TV: 1 year

GENDER: Cis Man PRONOUNS: He/Him/His NATIONALITY: American ETHNICITY: White NEIGHBORDHOOD: Downtown

BIRTH PLACE: Texarkana, AK HOMETOWN: Fouke, AK SOCIAL CLASS:  lower class

ABOUT:

(tw: child abandonment, alcoholism, war, mental health issues)

Born 7 minutes after his twin sister, Hayden, to a pair of 20 year olds, who had been barely dating when they found out they were pregnant. They tried their best to make things work for the first 4 years of the twins' lives. But then one day momma decided she didn't want this life anymore, packed her suit case and left her children and their father behind, heading for the west coast.

Their father was a good man, but he was a weak man, and quickly fell victim to the escape of alcohol. He tried to be a good father, but most of the times, that wasn't enough, and the twins ended up having to shoulder a whole lot of responsibility from a young age. But they always had each other.

No one was surprised when each of the Cassidy children joined the armed forces as soon as they hit 18. It was a way to get out of their small ass town and the signing bonus didn't hurt either. Hayden joined the air force, while Hunter the Marines. He only intended to fulfill his initial contract, but after a heartbreaking situation with a girlfriend, pregnancy and finding out he wasn't going to be a father, Hunter re-upped.

He still considers that decision one of the worst of his life. The things he saw and experienced in those yeas are things that will never leave him. So much so, years later after leaving the Marines and joining a SWAT team, with declining mental health and a triggering situation, a situation went awry, and Hunter left law enforcement altogether, sick and tired of violence.

He's been a bit lost ever since, and followed his sister to Tonopah, looking for a place to start over (weird choice, but ok). He's not affiliated with the sons, but is definitely falling in love with working with his hands again, as a mechanic at the Reaper Crew.

FULL BIO HERE

[engineergutierrez]

have you seen GUILLERMO “WILLIAM” GUTIERREZ around the crash site? we’re trying to make sure they’re still alive after the crash! according to the manifesto, HE is a 30-year-old CISGENDER MAN. i hear they’re known for being an ENGINEER. WILLIAM is also known to be ADAPTABLE & LYRICAL yet also GREEDY & SMUG at times. we have a couple questions for WILL when we find HIM, we heard something about a secret they might have? such as THEY ARE A RECOVERING ALCOHOLIC!

basics...

full name: guillermo gutierrez

nickname(s): william, will, memo, willy & g-man (nsfw meaning)

preferred name(s): william is the english translation of his birth name; any variation is fine.

birthdate: may 25, 1969

age: 30 years old

gender: cisgender man

pronouns: he/him/his

sexual orientation: straight

birthplace: río piedras, san juan, puerto rico

hometown: san francisco, ca

ethnicity: latino/puerto-rican

nationality: american

physical appearance...

faceclaim: josh segarra

height: 5′ 11″

eye color: blue

hair color: brown

weight: 175 lbs

dominant hand: ambidextrous

personality...

positive traits: lyrical, magnanimous, realistic, adaptable, clever, confident, & smooth talker

negative traits: greedy, wise-ass, smug, & lustful

mbti: ESTP-A — The Entrepreneur

astrological sign: taurus

hobbies: singing, guitar playing, hiking, rock-climbing, wood-working & fishing

handy habits: can build random things out of crap & is generally good with electrical components

bad habits: sleeps around too much, drinks too much, inappropriate jokes, & stays up too late

bio...

—Guillermo Gutierrez’s birth parents were madly in love, but sadly they were not meant to be together. Guillermo’s birth mother was a well known as a singer in Puerto Rico. His mother had an affair with someone she worked with closely—exactly who this was has always been a mystery. Guillermo was born in secret and put up for adoption. He never knew either of his birth parents. He was adopted by two young Californians and would go on to have a have a very spoiled and happy childhood. —He showed promise of a bright future. And because of his upbringing and roots, Guillermo would attend some of the best schools in California. He took a special interest in learning how to build things and take them apart to learn how they function. While at school, he also nurtured his love for singing. Aside from English, he’s fluent in Spanish and Portuguese. —It was at the ripe age of 20 when things would start to spiral downwards for him. It wasn't noticeable at first. His first drinking binge in college was quick and harmless to everyone but him. The binges gradually increased— shockingly enough, they never affected his work. It was almost as if his best work came out when he was drunk. He became dependent on booze and when graduation came, it became apparent to everyone that something needed to be done. —His birth parents staged an intervention and signed him into a rehab facility to detox. Will would attempt to break out a few times, but fail each time. He stayed the mandatory month to get clean and then started attending his AA meetings outside. His family was really supportive. And for a time, it seemed like things were looking brighter. —That is until he boarded a plane from SFO to SYD on New Years' Eve....& it crash landed onto a mysterious island.

other...

—syfy timeline: ( coming soon )

—headcanons: can be found ( here )

—playlist: ( here )

[sister-lucifer]

Got any ideas for the demon bros with an MC who can carry them?

The Demon Bros with an MC who likes to carry them 

Demon Bros x Gender Neutral Reader (separately) 

Genre: Fluff

Content/Warnings: Mammon being a dumb tsundere, Asmo’s innuendos, Reader is a big strong sweetheart, very brief and small mentions of NSFW 

Not fully proof read, let me know if you see any errors!

Like my writing? I take requests! NSFW or SFW for any fandoms in my bio! 

Also, please reblog! it’s free, takes two seconds, and really helps me out 

Feed back is encouraged and appreciated:)

*Asmodues uses he/she pronouns 

Lucifer 

Oooohhh man 

Luci is, to put it bluntly, quite startled the first time you pick him up 

He’s used to thinking of humans as these fragile, puny little things 

So this was…jarring 

“W-What do you think you’re doing, human?!”

He’s used to being the one in charge, being the big domineering force 

So to suddenly be made to feel so small and frail is so foreign 

It puts butterflies in his stomach in a way he cannot explain and has never experienced before 

“Put me down, foolish human! …Why? B-Because I cant have anyone see me like this!” 

But he’ll think about it for days after 

He won’t ask for you to do it again, but if you do he’ll fight you significantly less 

He’ll grumble, but he won’t thrash in surprise 

“I don’t understand why you insist on doing this…No, that does not mean put me down. If you like it then…continue.”

Once he gets more comfortable with the idea he’ll start “asking” you to pick him up 

I put “asking” in quotes because he’ll really just hug you tight and whine and hope you get what he’s asking 

If you don’t, he’ll get frustrated and simply demand it 

It feels so nice to be held and carried, to finally be the one being supported 

To be lifted off his aching feet and give his body a break 

He needs more of that

His favorite time to be held is after a long day 

Especially if you carry him to his bed 

He’ll cuddle into your chest and cling to you until you put him down 

Please stay and lay next to him 

Please

Mammon 

Nearly shits his pants he’s so scared

“WOAH WOAH WOAH HOLY SHIT! PUT ME DOWN DUMBASS!” 

Kicks and flails like you’re holding him over the side of a cliff 

Hold him a bit tighter and shush him and he’ll calm down 

Only for a few moments though 

Then the embarrassment sets in, and his face goes red hot at the close proximity 

“Okay, okay! Y-You’ve had yer fun! Now put me down before somethin’ bad happens, ya idiot…” 

Crosses his arms and huffs as you put him down 

Like Lucifer, he won’t stop thinking about it for days 

Won’t do anything in front of his brothers, he couldn’t take the teasing 

But in private he’s much more open 

He’ll plop himself in your lap and simply demand to be carried 

And if you’re alone in the House of Lamentation he loves to be held while you do stuff around the house or just walk around 

He’s always looking for an excuse to jump into your arms as well

“I think I saw a demon rat! What? N-No, I’m not scared, I just don’t wanna get bit! Those things are wicked good at hiding, so maybe you should hold me for a while, just in case!” 

Likes to be held against your chest the most, but if you throw him over your shoulder (especially if you’re going up to the bedroom for…alone time) he’ll get so flustered his brain shuts down 

Give his ass a playful slap too

You’ll have him wrapped around your finger

Leviathan 

Nearly flatlines 

Red faced immediately 

Melts when he looks up to see you smiling down at him 

A thousand anime scenes of this scenario are flashing through his head guarantee it 

He tries to speak but it just comes out as whimpers and stutters 

Physically cannot form words

So instead he gives up on speaking and just throws his arms around your neck

He can’t say a word or look you in the eyes, but he’s definitely not protesting 

He might be trembling a bit, though 

Don’t worry, it’s good nervousness 

You make him nervous in the best way 

“O-Oh my stars…I-I didn’t…this is…woah….” 

Poor sweet baby is flabbergasted 

Assure him he’s okay and that you won’t drop him, and then he’ll calm down a bit 

“I’ve imagined being swooped up by a brave hero before, but…this is even better!” 

His love language is definitely physical touch, so he enjoys not only being held and cuddles but carried as well 

Especially if you talk down to him sweetly 

Oh, he’ll look up at you with the most love drunk expression 

He’s definitely the most forward about wanting to be held 

He’ll sit on your lap or if he’s really desperate even jump up and wrap his legs around you 

“Will you, um…p-please carry me? You don’t have to, I-I just…really want to right now…” 

He WILL reach up and do the cute little grabby hands

And he WILL say “pwetty pwease” if he has to 

He loves his strong human

Satan 

One of the more nonchalant reactions 

He’s a bit surprised at first, but doesn’t really mind it 

“Oh, what are you— Human? Is this some kind of game? …No? Hm, alright then.” 

Once he’s ascertained that you don’t need anything and simply wanted to pick him up, he’s done asking questions 

As long as you let him read while you hold him bridal style, he’s all good 

It’s quite nice, being rocked by your steps and small movements while he gets back into his book 

He’ll blush a bit if one of his brothers sees, but he doesn’t care enough to make you put him down 

If you have this skill, you may as well use it 

And you like carrying him too, so it’s a win-win! 

Every once in a while he’ll plant himself on your lap and ask to be carried, but he doesn’t particularly desire it, so he’ll simply wait for you to do it if you’d like 

He’ll gladly oblige any time 

Asmodeus 

Squeals in delight the first time you pick him up 

She’s simply giddy with excitement at this newfound ability! 

“Oh, human! You’re so strong! You know I loooove being manhandled…” 

His mind wanders to the gutter very quickly, so be ready for that

Jumps into your ames whenever he sees you 

He’s the shortest/smallest one, so it’s not like it’s particularly jarring or anything 

She’s always taking you to stores with her so you can lift her up and help her get stuff from the top shelves 

“Oh dear, those shoes are so high up! Could you be a dear and lift me? Pretty please?” 

Giggles like a schoolgirl with a crush whenever you lift her 

He’s pretty much always clinging to you, even if he doesn’t have a good reason 

He’s shameless 

And he wants what he wants 

And he is going to make it everyone else’s problem until he gets it

So be a good little human and hold her, okay? 

Beelzebub 

Definitely the most unbothered 

Doesn’t even stop eating his snack

It’s a bit odd seeing as he’s used to being the biggest and strongest, but  it’s definitely not bad 

Doesn’t crave to be held, but also doesn’t dislike it 

If you want to carry him, feel free to do whenever you’d like! No need to ask 

He trusts you enough to hold him tight without so much as a word 

Which is good since 60% of the time he can’t even say words with all that food in his mouth 

“You wanna carry me? Uh…can I ask why? ‘Just because?’ Alright then, but I’m not putting down my sandwich, okay?”

He’s pretty good at picking up on emotions, so to him it’s plain as day that it makes you happy 

And it makes him to happy to know you’re happy 

So he gladly goes along with it 

Because why shouldn’t he? It’s not hurting anything 

Even if it was, he would readily accept the consequences if it meant seeing you smile 

Belphegor 

Oh this sleepy motherfucker is IN LOVE 

Absolutely melts against you when you pick him up 

Sighs happily and shit too 

You’re so warm and he feels so secure in your arms, he could sleep here forever! 

“Wow, this is so comfy…how much would I have to pay you to get carried around all day?” 

You’ll gladly do it for free, don’t worry Belphie 

He likes when you carry him while you walk, the steady movements of your steps lull him to sleep 

90% of the time he’s asleep within the first two minutes of being held 

He’s the best at asking to be held or carried to 

“Hey, human, ‘m getting sleepy. Would you hold me until I fall asleep? I can’t get comfortable without you.” 

Bonus points if you hum him a lullaby 

He’ll fall asleep with a smile on his face 

[buckieduckie2]

I wanna talk about a hyperfixation of mine: a little but of Queer History- W.H. Auden and gay poets

i would like to share with you a little bit of queer history, not super in depth but i want to share it with anyone whos not aware nonetheless (also i have no idea how many people know about this, so if this turns into a "oh everybody knows THAT"... hush. i dont care.

Okay, so a while ago I had to do a project on some poets asigned to me and write a short bio on them, talking about their life and career and things like that. So to get our information, our teacher had us looking in the archives and read a larger biography already written on them.... yeah.

So as I was reading this biography, i came across a part discussing his collaborators and one of the paragraphs mentioned W.H. Auden writing librettos with “Chester Kallman, an American poet and close friend who lived with him for more than 20 years," BITCH be so frrr 💀💀💀

So I read that like and immediately was like, hmm that sounds familiar 😐.... 🤨 but then I read farther into the biography and it said he had a wife and he was also super Christian so i was like... aw gUeSs hEs nOt gAy 😞

So yeah then I had to include a poem if his on the little infographic we were all making so i found one that I really, really liked called "Stop All The Clocks"

Stop All the Clocks

by W.H. Auden

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead, Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves, Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one; Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun; Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood. For nothing now can ever come to any good.

Wow that poem is reall beautiful and really, really heartbreaking.

Yeah so I read that poem and immediately noticed the use of He/Him pronouns and thought... thats gay Soooooooo what did I do? I looked up if he was gay or not! And you know what google said? Yeah! He was!

One google search told me more about this man than an official archive with professionals 😐

W.H. Audens lifelong partner was Chester Kallman, and they translated/wrote (?) librettos together <3

Didn't you say he was super Christian tho...

Yeah, I did, and yeah, he was. But guess what? Gay people can be Christians too, and this man managed to do it in the fucking 40s till his death in '73. Albeit this came with many struggles internally, he still lived with Kallman till his death. So yeah, gay people had happy endings back then, even the religious ones :)

He also had some pretty rocking views on religion. Auden, thoughout his younger life, hadn't ever been part of any faith until a trip to Spain... we could get into that but we won't. Anyways, his pretty rocking opinion on religion? Don't force it on children. It's dumb and it brainwashes them cause they can't make the decision themselves. He probably said it better but you get my point.

Also he had a lot of kick-ass political opinions too.

Wait but didn't you say he had a wife?

Yeah but like, what gay man in the last 1084308394 centuries didnt? I mean c'mon.

Anyways so heres where things really start kicking....

W.H. Auden's wife was Erika Mann. Erika Mann was an actress from Germany, and the only reason she married W.H. Auden was so she could get an American passport.

And GUESS WHAT??? She was a lesbian.

MUAHAHAHHAA anyways.

Erika Mann also had a lover named Therese Giehse, a German actress as well who was introduced to John Hampson, an English novelist, via Auden. Hampson and Giehse both married so they could to go to the United States.

Anyways so things got more fun when I found out that Erika's brother was also gay. :DDDDD

His name was Klaus Mann, and he was an openly gay man. I don't want to get into too much detail here though because his life was tragic and there's a hole burning into my stomach because it makes me sad :((((

ANYWAYYSYSYYYYYSSSSS

So yeah! That was my "brief" little dive into W.H. Auden and his mutuals :)))))) I was literally SO greatful that I was asigned W.H. Auden when I started researching him in a little bit more depth because the poets had been assigned at random, so yeah this was really perfect :)

and BRO I LITERALLY COULD NOT IT WAS SO HILARIOUS TO ME- THE MORE AND MORE RESEARCH I DID THE MORE PEOPLE ENDED UP BEING QUEER AND IT WAS JUST SO HILARIOUS IN THE BEST WAY 😭😭😭 i was reeling i was literally so happy

ANYWAYS hope yall enjoyed that <333 hopefully this wasnt all TOO commonly known stuff i hope i taught at least one person something but either way- if you got this far THANKS FOR LISTENING TO ME TALK ABOUT THIS I REALLY LOVE TALKING ABOUT THIS ITS TOTALLY A HYPERFIXATION OF MINE

and agh~ can we talk about the amount of queerplatonic and mlm wlw solididarity? i love.

also disclaimer if anyone wants to call me out on my bullshit: yeah Kallman ended his sexual relationship with Auden in 1941 cause of like... a problem with mutual fidelity. they still lived together till death tho and Auden described their relationship as a marriage so shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh i dont wanna go in depth rn 😡

also anyone please tell me if i got something horribly wrong dont be afraid to burst my bubble with the sweet smell of truth

Below the cut: photos of W.H. Auden Chester Kallman

W.H. Auden

W.H. Auden with Chester Kallman

@l0v3c0r3e you better read this or istg 👹

[vanessagable]

Full name: Vanessa Renee (Gable) Matthews

Nicknames: Van, Ness, Nessa

Age: 33

Star sign: Aquarius (January 29th)

Hometown: Cut Off, Louisiana

Occupation: Bass guitarist for Submergence

Pronouns/Gender: She/her, cis female

Time in town: 11 yearsish, with some gaps in LA mixed in

@aurorabayaesthetic

bio contains mentions of divorce and cheating, please proceed with caution if topics are triggering

vanessa was raised by her single mother in a small beach-side cabin on the coast of the gulf of mexico. van never knew who her father was and honestly didn't care much or ever have any real questions about it. she was always realistic about it and didn't ever have any grand delusions about finding her father or thinking he'd come back to connect to her. (if he wanted to he would, he didn't)

her mother was an eccentric of sorts and always treated van as more of a best friend or tiny roommate than daughter. for better or worse, van grew up with a lot of freedom and was hell on wheels in her youth. eventually she ended up being homeschooled by her mother (which allowed her a lot of time to explore artistic expression) for most of her grade school years and attended the public high school when the time came.

while she received above average grades and a diploma, van skipped her high school graduation as she had already taken off out of town with her boyfriend (puppy love and first one ever). the two took his beat up car and made their way east, getting married in vegas on their way.

her husband was an aspiring actor and van helped as best she could for him to achieve that dream. while he went out on auditions she picked up odd jobs to try to cover rent. (jobs included: nanny, singing telegram, go-go dancer, award season seat-filler, wedding singer and bartender) eventually (after several failed pilot seasons and sparse commercial work) he got a role on a soap opera and became a fan favorite.

helped co-found the band 'submergence' with some friends during a pilot season in LA. after doing so much side hustle van wanted something that could just be fun and creative and hers and thats what the band was.

the band starting gaining traction at the same time as her husbands career. as the band was starting to gain momentum, he left soap acting and landed a popular netflix show. the same week the band got signed to a label her husband announced that he was leaving her for his co-star. since there was no prenup and he could afford better lawyers he essentially got everything and van landed on her ass roughly three years ago.

currently van is enjoying the newlywed life with her husband, xavier matthews, in their beachfront home with their border collie, bayou.

fun facts.

collects vinyl records. while most people would assume it to be vintage rock, it's actually mostly old broadway musical soundtracks.

actual fiend for donuts. always buys two -- one for now, and one to keep in her bag for later in case she starts feeling kinda bummed.

expert cocktail mixologist. her favorite is a pink squirrel. enjoys ordering it in bars purely for the look on people's faces. (also queen of tequlia shots)

once went viral on tiktok for the face she makes while playing bass solos. now it's just a thing and she does it every time because the crowd goes wild.

sunglasses indoors kinda gal just for the vibes really.

tries to convince everyone to cancel their netflix subscription.

fluent in french and italian.

current connections.

bandmate of and married to @xaviermattthews

ex sister in law of @luckylewis @lemielewis @lorelailewis

half-sister of @ulyflynn, cousin of @jordanmitchell

employer of @cricketcampbell

wanted connections.

always down for friends! she needs people to have deep convos with

someone she knows through eccentric hobbies. she picks up something new every other week.

could possibly explore the potential for half-sibs down the line!