#the celestial bodies are all gay

[workwoes]

“You wouldn’t understand, you’re white as A4 printer paper. The sun is not your enemy”

[nearlyghosts-art]

The Sun, The Moon, and The Stars ✨

[supernatural-ate-my-face]

I just saw a homophobic Supernatural post on reddit while innocently looking for memes, so let me be clear:

Gabriel and Rowena had sex, and Cas and April had sex, and Kelly and literal Satan had sex and a baby, and Hanah wanted to fuck Cas when she was in a woman and when she was in a man (...and they did that on purpose, like gay training wheels for the audience...), and Adam and Serafina were having weird hippie sex in a relationship since the dawn of time or whatever.

They clearly like sex.

So if someone wants to argue that angels don't do that shit or are somehow above that shit, despite all canonical evidence to the contrary, just because they don't naturally have human bodies, then FINE.

BUT since they never establish what angels really look like in the show beyond maybe Zachariah having a lion head (and even in Christian mythology that is accurate, it is just other animals' body parts glued together) then angel anatomy is as follows: a Chrysler building sized wavelength of energy and celestial intent with the head of a goat, the head of a lion, 6 wings, 9 million eyes and at least 12 gargantuan penises, each one GAYER than the last.*

So Dean is going to be busy.

Thank you, and good night.

(*This is not an exhaustive list, make additions at will.)

[shtern-and-art]

I think there's just something in it. This blanket.

When Viktor rejects his past, his job, his social standing, his academic ambitions - all that and more. He goes to live his new life fully naked. Only with that blanket in tow. But when Viktor starts to build his new life, and his new self, closer to his actual goals (at least so he thinks at the moment), he doesn't get any new clothes.

People in the commune did. Sort of. They have redressed for the new life. And Viktor keeps wearing the only thing he brought over from the previous one. The cane doesn't count here, it also transformed into it's new self. But the blanket is still the same blanket. Just wrapped more securely around Viktor to give more coverage and protection like clothes would.

I'd say the commune followed Viktor's lead in ditching their old fashion styles and wrapping themselves in loose fabrics, like monks. For them it was abandoning their past. For Viktor it was not letting go of his. Not completely at least.

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There's something, s o m e t h i n g in this, you know?

He was wearing that blanket and only it. It became part of his divine (?) soul.

We don't see it on him in the arcane mindscape, where Viktor is happy and exploring with Sky (like he wanted to do with Jayce). We don't see it on him, when they talk honestly with Jayce. Viktor is actually naked there, soul bare, doing what he always wanted to do.

But each time Viktor tries to reject and diminish himself and his humanity, the blanket is there on his shoulders.

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And I don't mean it in the soft "Jayce is always there caring about Viktor's wellbeing" way (even though it's totally true). Maybe Jayce did put that blanket on him the first time, but Viktor did it himself all the times after that. He kept the blanket and wore it in the commune. His mind created his celestial body on the arcane-plane, where the blanket wrapped around him like flesh. His divine evolved self picked the blanket up from the floor it fell on, after Viktor stepped out of the cocoon fully naked, not needing anything in life anymore but his goals.

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This contradiction is so human.

It's like. No matter how strongly Viktor might want to destroy himself, his self who is weak and not needed. There was this one gesture of kindness towards him. At, probably, one of the most terrible moments of his life. When he was accepted and cared for as he is, even if Viktor couldn't bear it at the moment.

Idk, man. Now pull the blanket tight.

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Even when Sky (symbolic representation of Viktor's guilt and desire for connection) was gone, he kept the blanket. On his soul now.

The braces on Viktor's god-self mean several things at once (not getting into it here, maybe in another post). But the blanket moving to that plane, too? Viktor's subconscious clutching at it, despite everything?

Like he actually never could let go of his humanity. Like it's impossible, when there's at least one little lifeline left. A glimmer of hope, of desire Viktor wouldn't even acknowledge to have.

Not even talking about the great gay love here.

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Viktor wearing the blanket, pulling it tighter each time he essentially tried to kill himself. Means that he wants it. That connection. That kindness. Means that he wants to live. Despite everything.

If Viktor really fully lost himself in his ascension, his older self wouldn't have been able to recognise that desire.

Viktor's tragedy is not in him losing his humanity. It's in the fact that this goal, this Perfection is impossible to achieve to begin with.

(The dehumanised ableist perfection of capitalistic ideal life, and "fitting in" lies in this grave, too.)

He has to keep choosing to accept to not be human, each time at each turn. Accept it from the world, the system of power. From himself.

And yet, he never can. Not fully.

This is why the grand lie of it all is Viktor's salvation, too.

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As soon as Viktor regained his (human) perception of himself, the blanket disappeared almost completely.

And when he faced his fears and desires and came back to himself fully - the blanket is gone.

Because Viktor doesn't need the externalised symbol of everything he's trying to let go off. All the yearning and desire to live is within him now (also Jayce is actually there with him, bet that helps).

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I think this is the major point I disagree with in other, more pessimistic reads of the show's themes. That it's a story about oppressed people lashing out and breaking themselves in various ways to escape the pressure and threat of death from the world. That it doesn't go anywhere but conformity or death. Oh, I can write another separate essay about how Viktor and Jayce didn't die at the end and how important it is that it didn't happen (and i did!). This whole rant is part of it, too.

And I mean, bad things do happen to people in the story, they do lash out and break.

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And yet, Viktor wears the blanket. Clings to it so strongly it becomes part of his godhood. Strong enough to eventually tell about it all (back in time) to Jayce.

And yet, even under unimaginable pressure, after breaking completely, Viktor is still holding on to that blanket. Is still human. Despite what the world told him all his life. Despite the world wanting him dead, gone, forgotten, not caring one bit, despite Viktor agreeing with all this eventually. He holds the blanket close.

Despite Viktor becoming a monster in everyone else's minds, a real threat to the proper Piltover society and his own people in Zaun. Despite all that, Jayce can still look at Viktor at his worst, most distant and cruel and say "I see you. I need you. As you are".

Despite Viktor going past any possible point of no return, destroying his body and mind, and being ready to destroy the world, too, despite giving in to everything he feared. Viktor can still hear it from Jayce and realise he was wrong.

Despite fucking it up infinite amount of times, there was still always the chance to get it right, and they found it.

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Like. Isn't it wild. No amount of dehumanisation or cruelty you experienced can make you less human. Less worthy of care and love.

That blanket, man. I can't.

[fansids]

Shadow of the King Au Art Dump

Since I very rarely get past the sketching phase any presentable art is rare, but I managed to find some for ya'll

Warning for some old ass art:

1. The Stalwart Generals

I spent an ungodly amount of time figuring out the designs, dynamics, and personalities of all of these monkies so I'll be damned if I don't show them first.

The Generals take care of anything SWK is unable to. They are in charge of FFM when he's not present.

Marshal Ma - While technically all the generals are the same rank, Marshal Ma is considered SWK's unofficial second in command. She's calm in every crisis with a very low bs tolerance and is 75% of the reason why the island doesn't fall to chaos every time SWK leaves. She's highly respected by all the inhabitants and can and will break your spine Bane style if the situation calls for it.

Marshal Liu - Mean bisexual. Marshal Ma's sister and the bane of her existence. On duty she takes her role very seriously. Off duty she likes to keep Ma on her toes with her dumbassery. She's easy going, hates clothes, and loves to fight. She has a slightly concerning amount of knives on her person at all times. She is big gay for General Beng.

General Beng - Meaner lesbian. A siamang and the largest and tallest of the generals. She enjoys dressing up, tea (both kinds), and a good party. She has a very short fuse. While her size and strength alone would generally deter anyone from testing her temper, there are always idiots. She can fight, but she knows her Liu would enjoy it more.

General Ba - The youngest of the generals. While she's not shy, she is very quiet. She does not waste her words. But, when she speaks, the others will stop whatever they're doing to listen. She likes to spend her free time in the libraries. Get her in the right mood and she'll argue with you for hours about the most random subjects.

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2. Macaque face evolution

Was trying to get a feel for Macaque's face and how it changes throughout the au. Top right is the youngest, bottom right is the oldest. Bro gets all sorts of messed up from the whole died and resurrection thing and very much looks wrong afterwards.

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3. New fit

Macaque and SWK have the whole cape thing going on, I figured SWK gave Mac one of his own when he was still training under him. I like to think it holds a lot of sentimental value to him since he still wears it in present day but he would rather get his head smashed in again than admit it.

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4. I'm sure this won't come back to bite anyone later

Eeesh. Imagine spending your whole life training to receive and keep the Sun Wukong's attention only for him to casually give it to some random human boy thousands of years later. I mean, Macaque did betray him and everything, but it's the principle.

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5. The Tongbi Gibbon Concepts

One of the four world-wrecking/celestial monkies. My brain was very focused on the whole pulling celestial bodies out of the sky part of her abilities that I made her based around that line.

Don't know if this fit is still canon as she and the Horse Monkey had a large role to play in Shadow of the King, and I'm considering if I should take them out

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Bonus:

I consider the Tongbi gibbon and the Horse Monkey to be older than both Sun Wukong and Macaque in Shadow of the King. The Horse Monkey is the eldest, but the Tongbi's age is nothing to sniff at.

That being said, that does not mean she can't be bought.

Takes place after all the traumatizing shit in SotK

Panel 1

Tongbi: Child, I am an ancient being. I hold the power of gods within me. I was witness to the birth of the Great Sage himself. I have seen nations and empires rise and fall. I have gathered and spent innumerable wealth. Yet you think you can bribe me with 20 yuan?

Panel 2

The host: ...how 'bout 30?

Panel 3

Off-panel (Horse Monkey): TONGBI!!

MK: I thought the nimbus made you airsick

Red Son: Not helping, Noodle Boy

Tongbi: BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP!

[nerdygaymormon]

A Brief History of the LDS Church's Transgender Teachings and Policies

Gender identity and gender roles are important in LDS theology and practices. For most of the 1800s, church presidents Joseph Smith and Brigham Young had men, women, and children sit separately for all Sunday meetings. Nowadays, some of the Sundays church meetings are still divided by biological sex. Temple worship is also similarly divided.

For decades, the LDS Church believed that in the premortal life, when intelligences were organized into spirits that they may have chosen whether to live as male or female during mortality, and that poor choices during their time on earth could demote them back to a genderless condition. Joseph Fielding Smith, who was made an apostle in 1910 and became president of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in 1970, was well known for teaching that those who do not reach the Celestial Kingdom will be neither man nor woman, merely immortal beings.

As a teenager in the 1980's, I remember being in Sunday School class and the teacher saying that when we're resurrected we can look down, and if we don't see a penis or vagina then we know we're not making it to the Celestial Kingdom.

Along with this, for many years the LDS Church seems to have viewed all queerness as a form of gender confusion, whether it was a man thinking he's a woman or a man who is attracted to other men.

As the fight over gay marriage ramped up, the teaching about genderless spiritual beings was replaced with the idea that gender is forever and this was incorporated into the 1995 Family Proclamation which states that "gender is an essential characteristic of individual pre-mortal, mortal, and eternal identity and purpose."

The idea is that each of us are a son or daughter of heterosexual & cisgender heavenly parents, and we are meant to become like them. There is a strict binary of spiritual gender identities and gender roles. Ideally, our bodies should be formed in a way that reflects our spiritual body, including our spiritual gender, but the reality of the physical world is that things often don't work as we'd expect them to, but that doesn't change our spiritual gender.

Let me take this moment to point out that the notion of gender being eternal does not exist in scripture, this is a fairly recent evolution.

And while the idea is that gender is an innate and unchangeable part of our souls, the Church has also felt that gender needs to be nurtured, protected, and defended. There have been many rules about what women may wear to BYU and to Sunday services. For many years the advice to leaders on how to counsel with young men experiencing same sex attraction was to have them spend time around manly men and participate in masculine activities, and to not wear androgynous or feminine styles.

For a long time, LDS Church leaders were more aware of homosexuality and focused on this, and their mentions of trans people remained pretty infrequent.

In 1980, Spencer W. Kimball was president of the LDS Church and was outspoken opponent of homosexuality, however he authorized the sealing of a trans woman to her husband in the Washington, D.C. temple. Perhaps in response to this, later that year LDS authorities updated the official General Handbook of Instructions to officially prohibit “transsexual operations.” The handbook stated that “members who have undergone transsexual operations must be excommunicated” and that “after excommunication such a person is not eligible for baptism.”

I first got access to Handbook 1 in 2016, and excommunication was still the standard, although it said "elective transsexual operations" (not sure when the word "elective" was added). Surgery was the boundary line which if crossed would result in excommunication. However, the phrase "elective transsexual operations" recognized there are some circumstances where such operations are required or aren't the choice of the individual. For example, a man whose genitals were injured and couldn't be kept, or an intersex person who had surgery performed on them as an infant or child.

Any individual who was considering "elective transsexual surgery" was not allowed to be baptized, but for an individual who had undergone "transsexual surgery" and now wanted to be baptized, it had to be approved by the First Presidency. If they were allowed to be baptized, they would not be allowed to receive the priesthood or participate in gender-separated temple rites (which limited them to doing baptisms).

There was some wiggle room on whether top surgery is considered "transsexual surgery" and depended on the local leader's interpretation. There was no policy on transitioning in ways that didn't involve surgery, such as hormone therapies, “cross dressing,” or other means of living out one’s gender.

In January 2015, Elder Dallin H. Oaks said, "I think we need to acknowledge that while we have been acquainted with lesbians and homosexuals for some time, being acquainted with the unique problems of a transgender situation is something we have not had so much experience with, and we have some unfinished business in teaching on that." This reflects the growing awareness of trans individuals and showed some humility on his part. Elder Oaks had often spoken out on homosexuality and gay marriage, but this statement was thoughtful and many took it as cautiously optimistic.

Some transgender Mormons in explaining that their bodies do not reflect their gender identity would point to the Family Proclamation which says "gender" is eternal but not necessarily their sex. In response, in 2019 Elder Oaks said that “the intended meaning of gender in the family proclamation and as used in Church statements and publications since that time is biological sex at birth.”

In 2020, a major revision of the Church's general Handbooks were made. Handbook 1 (which was only available to bishoprics, stake presidencies, and General Authorities) was combined with Handbook 2 and put on the Church's website for all to see. This revision included major changes for transgender members.

The term "elective transsexual surgery" was gone, and now any social, medical or surgical transitioning would bring restrictions. Many saw this as more restrictive, it took away the space to transition in ways other than surgery while remaining in good standing as a member. Some saw it as a step at being more accommodating as excommunication was not the de facto punishment for transitioning. A church member could decide if transitioning was important enough to them that they'd be willing to be without a temple recommend.

The 2024 Handbook update seems like they felt some local church leaders had taken things further than had been anticipated, and so they had to plug in the gaps from the 2020 Handbook that leaders had used to be inclusive and accommodating of their trans members. Now members who transitioned in any were not allowed to be baptized, restricted from holding almost all callings, specified which meetings & activities they may attend, forbids trans youth and young single adults from overnight activities, and even has specific rules about under how a trans person may use the restroom.

[wth-if]

Humans have made their peace with the supernatural a long time ago.. all of them, except the demons.

Ten years ago Archangel Michael swooped down from the Heavens to give humans a new salvation, a solution to their pest problem, a little thing they called H.E.L.L. - Heaven's Eradication of Lethal Lowborns.

Ever since then the demons have been under control. Until recently -unexpected, right?- after a series of kidnappings conducted by a cult calling themselves The Morningstar's Children. Ever since, H.E.L.L. has been cracking down hard on the lowborns.

And well, Lucifer Morningstar (The President of Hell Themself and Michael's sibling) is having none of that.

In retaliation, she sends you, a demon, to infiltrate H.E.L.L., and take it down.. from the inside!

OR, a celestial sibling rivalry goes a bit too far.

FEATURES (May Change!):

Play as a lowborn/demon! Male, female or nonbinary (including cis/trans options); gay, straight or aro/ace; be the vessel for Lucifer’s revenge against her sibling by.. hunting your own kind? What?

In-depth character customization! Hair color & style, skin color, body type, markings, piercings, etc!

Choose how you got chosen for the job! Are you a demonic assassin or are you just an average joe who happened to be walking by?

Romance one out of four unique romance options! Your demonic co-worker, a demon hunter and TWO archangels (that’s right!)

Cause chaos and shenanigans! Get Michael’s coffee wrong, mess up an investigation and let demons escape H.E.L.L.’s grasp! It’s what you’re here for!

Discover the mystery behind the disappearances, and who's really behind The Morningstar's Children!

Help Lucifer Morningstar win her election against her son Satan, or sabotage it!

Levithan (He/Him): Demonic Overlord, Son of Lucifer, Sin of Envy. You'd expect a guy with that description to be pretty full of himself, but instead he seems pretty tired and over-worked. He's been tasked by Lucifer to infiltrate H.E.L.L. alongside you- why? It's anyone's guess at this point. (Possible Tropes: bickering couple, tired x energetic, tol x smol)

Yavhi Gupta (They/Them): Stubborn, rude and cold-hearted. They've been working for H.E.L.L. since they were able to join, and they're one of the toughest, roughest demon hunters around. They don't joke or play around, they go straight for the kill each time. Unlucky for you then, that you've been assigned to train underneath them for the foreseeable future. (Possible Tropes: enemies to lovers, opposites attract, black cat x golden retriever)

Raquel (She/Her): Fierce, witty and loyal to the end. When her best friend left Heaven, she followed right after. Now, she works as a detective alongside him and they've been hired by an outside source to investigate The Morningstar's Children, as H.E.L.L. can't seem to do anything right, and she'll do anything to find out the truth; even if it means teaming up with a lowborn like you. (Possible Tropes: fwbs to lovers, smart x dumbass)

Gabriel (He/Him): Quiet, yet lethal and dangerous. He left Heaven for a reason, but now works alongside his friend as a detective. He's the brawn of the operation, but just as willing to do anything to get the truth... even if you get the feeling he knows more than it seems. (Male MCs only. Possible Tropes: Mutual pining, star-crossed lovers, quiet x loud)

Lucifer Morningstar (She/They): As the Sin of Greed, she's the father (mother?) of all the other deadly sins, and the current President of Hell- though with reelections soon, and her subjects looking in their son's, Satan's, favor, that might change soon. Which is why they sent you on the quest to take down H.E.L.L., so her rep would get a serious boost. She's conniving, scheming and pantsuit wearing, and will stop at nothing to keep her spot on top. (And I love her.)

Michael (They/Them): The most powerful Archangel of them all, it was obvious that one day, they'd become the humans savior, their saving grace.. uh, not really, but they love the praise. Recently however they've been under fire from the human media after a slip-up resulted in the deaths of six people, but they managed to save grace by capturing and promptly executing a few lowborns connected to The Morningstar's Children. (Which, In Raquel's professional opinion, puts them right at the top of her list of suspects.)

Shae (She/Her): A vampire and the one who hired Raquel and Gabriel after the kidnapping of her son Damien at the hands of The Morningstar's Children.

LINKS :

DEMO POST (TBA) R/O INTROS (TBA)

Asks about the R/Os, the characters or the story in general are always welcomed!

[radqueer-moon]

(self re-post for archiving reasons)

moonmasc;

a label relating to gender, whether it be identity, presentation, or general feelings. it can serve as a modifier, descriptor, or identity in itself. ie, moonmasc woman/man/person/ect, moonmasc lesbian/gay/bi/pan/aro/ace/ect, or just moonmasc.

moonmasc means one is masculine in a feminine way, but not in a way that could be described as femasc/femmasc or androgynous. it can refer to one who is seen by others as feminine, but masculine by themselves while still retaining a pleased acknowledgement of their femininity; hence taking the name of "moon", a genderless celestial body that is often treated as inherently feminine.

this label is inclusive to all sexualities, orientation, genders, and IDs.

[sentientsky]

a tiny little ficlet based on this lovely comment from @queer4cryptids on this post! (i accidentally made it angsty, i’m so sorry!! but there’s comfort and gay yearning in there, i swear!) when the night falls low and settles against the side of the Earth; when the the dark begins to carry a certain weight, he shifts his stance. he lets himself breathe air he doesn't really need into lungs that exist simply by virtue of his inclination to breath. it's the same pattern Crowley's watched unfold a hundred million times times over—the stretching of a thread until it frays, three women, a set of blades; a wicked inevitability carried in the lines of time-weathered hands.

and still it never changes, never lessens the welling of grief that builds and breaks in his chest, that stagnates and stratifies like layers of sand upon gravel upon so many eons since he first fell from the sky and lost the right to mourn a woman hungry only for bread and a little kindness.

he leans back against a headstone, swallowing down a familiar hollowness. the sparrows have all taken root in the knots of tree trunks. the moon blinks back at him, clouds swaying like an eyelid closing to sleep.

he turns his face away from the light, sucks in breath for which he still has no need. the rough-hewn granite is going to scuff his coat; he knows this with the certainty of having lived in a world full of serrated edges for so many years. and yet he doesn't care. Crowley can't find it in him to give a damn because finally, finally he's there. he's there and he's real and tangible and it's been eleven months, two weeks, and four days since he's last felt the warmth of angelic skin so close to his own. not that he's been keeping count, of course. and Aziraphale's got that faraway look again. the one pressed into the lines of his face in the aftermath of a flood that tilted against the sky; the same one Crowley saw in the stark daylight of a death warrant unfurled and stamped with the name of the holy Mother herself. it's the same, hollow, teeth-gritted look Crowley himself wore as he stood on a hillside reeking of freshly-cut wood, bearing witness to yet another child of the Almighty thrown to the wolves. Aziraphale turns, then, and blue eyes meet black lenses meet amber-gold. "Crowley—" Aziraphale manages, choking it out in a half-whisper, like it hurts—like it scrapes his throat with bits of barbed wire. and, just like that, something in him is breaking and the oak trees are all whispering dangerous things and still, still he can't find a version of this story in which he doesn't lean closer, doesn't press himself forward into air that smells of earl grey tea and old books and something celestial and hallowed and holy underneath it all. and as though he's drowning—as though the moon doesn't watch them with a flickering gaze and the trees can't hear the brush of skin meeting skin—Aziraphale presses his fingertips to the side of Crowley's wrist. he moves no further. the air holds still, time seeming to freeze around them. it's intentional, he realizes; it's fire and it's heat and it's utterly fucking terrifying. even now, so far above ground, Crowley can nearly feel the weight of hellish eyes on his back. a shudder runs the length of his body. and yet. in the atomic space of that hungry, desperate, throat-baring yet, he turns his hand, trembling, to the side. he finds the angel's touch like a bird bearing North—like a compass forever calibrated to a single, fixed point.

"I know—" he rasps. “Angel, I know.” he twines his fingers with Aziraphale's, and it's positively electric. every cell in his tragically, wonderfully human body has turned pure gold, conducted and galvanized and sparking. a sharp, stilted inhale; a quiet anticipation carved out in the space between their pressed hands (and palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss...). the graveyard is still. the grief is there, still. the grief might always be there. but the sharp edges dull, the welling in his chest grows steady and slow and gentle. and the world becomes a little less difficult to bear with the two of them holding it up.

[topbanana-art]

Finally making an OC info post- by no means is this all of them, just ones that are most active and/or live in my head rent free.

First up- Rhys (DnD 5e - Rime of the Frostmaiden)

20 years Old, Half Orc, Half Elf (sweet baby angel) , He/Him

Fighter- Echo Knight

Absolute Ray of Sunshine; Rhys is from Icewind Dale; more specifically the Nomadic Reghed Tribe of the Elk.

He's unfamiliar with the outside world and even includes settlements in his own country

He's a Himbo basically a big dog.

This campaign lead him to leaving his tribe for the first time after an unfortunate accident which turned him into a small 'painted child' and searching for his missing sister. (both these are sorted now!)

*Rhys found an old oil painting of this child, blacked out and next thing he knew he was that small elf child. Her skin and clothing having the texture of painted canvas, and bleeds paint.

For a good chunk of the campaign he was just a totally normal elf- whose shadow didn't match with the body

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Dhalas (DnD 5e Annalor)

36 Years Old, They/Him, Triton

Drunken Master Monk

Chill surfer dude vibes

Part of a travelling circus, They're a balancing act

Extremely laid back, Dhalas talks like they fight- dancing around, seemingly without rhyme or reason and occasionally clumsy.

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Foxglove (BG3)

138 Years old (tweaked her age a lil), She/They, Drow

Arcane Trickster Rogue

Guild Artisan Background- Locksmith & Apprentice Finesmith

Chill and sassy, that Tav who talks their way out of shit.

Skews Towards Chaotic Good

Presents Androgynous most of the time

Must lockpick everything- she's not actually super interested what's inside, she just wants to see the workmanship of the locks and trashtalk how bad they are.

Yeah she's smooching the vampire. (and Halsin)

Naturally cares for others, even at the cost of her own wellbeing.

Has a Phobia of anything touching/going near her eyes- so the start of the game is A Time for Fox.

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Arslan Dhoro (FFXIV)

21 Years Old (as of ARR), He/Them

Xaela AuRa

Dragoon - White Mage Main (All healer classes tbh)

Stoic, Resting Angry Face Himbo

He struggles to show emotion but he's just pretty shy and cautious about opening up to others.

From the Azim Steppe, he left in his early teens with his father after the death of his mother, to explore the world beyond the Steppe.

His Father Died in his late teens, attacked in Coerthas thinking he and Arslan were Dravanians.

He's extremely soft and protective for the Scions/his friends

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Shiv (DnD 5e Saltmarsh- campaign completed)

Awful, terrible lesbian

68 years old, She/Her, Halfling

Celestial Warlock - Unicorn Patron w/ a Baby Phoenix familiar, Toby

A piece of shit. Is an absolute asshole and wont let you know she cares.

Lowkey magical girl

Ex-smuggler, who's patron is literally 'I can fix her', 'she can be a better person'. Part of the 'Beyond Skeletons' Pirate crew, she's the medic of the crew.

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Pymmyr Tathnel (DnD 5e)

Pym

85 Years Old, He/They, Drow

Gloomstalker Ranger

Emotional Support Blink Dog, Princess Liquorice

This boy is scared all the time

Doesn't talk much, but speaks in a soft voice

Has disordered 'Sleeping' and Eating :)

His plague mask has tinted lenses to help ease the strain with how bright the surface is

I wont tell too much about them as a lot of their info is spoilers to other players. But this sad Drow just rocks up in my head on the regular.

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Erebus (Anima Beyond Fantasy)

AKA- My first TTRPG character! circa 2011-2 I think???

Real name Sho Yoshimitsu

22 Years Old, He/Him

Duk'Zarist Nephilim

Assassin

Textbook 'strong silent and intimidating hot man'

But basically a big soft boy if you break past the mile thick ice

Tragic backstory™ , used to using his body for the job

He really enjoys cooking!

Also hopelessly in love with a small soft summoner, Caelum (the one hugging him), They're RedxBlue gays

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I think I'll leave it there for now!

I may add more later, I hope it was interesting?? and I'm still pretty shy with yelling this much about my characters haha.

Thanks for reading if you made it this far! 💜

[sitp-recs]

Hi Liv🥰

Do you know of any fics which involve Draco or Harry being involved in esoterics/spiritual stuff? Like crystals, tarot cards, astrology etc🔮🌌

Thank you & i hope you have a lovely day dear!!💞

Hi anon! Ohh I love this idea, would love to see it more often in fics 👀 I can’t start this post without the brilliant and intriguing fortune teller!Harry AU art by @dragontamerdame, which inspired the gorgeous micro Decked by @tackytigerfic. These might also interest you:

Orb Power by Discessio and maraudersaffair (E, 7.5k)

Harry is a divorced father of three with a love for crystals. Draco owns a trinkets shop called Cricklewood’s Trifles. It's been years since Harry laid eyes on Draco, but he knows he wants him the moment he spots him at a flea market. Draco is not so sure.

Designate / your love as fate by @elskanellis (E, 16.6k)

Malfoy literally snaps his fingers toward Harry’s face. “Potter. Pay attention. Gay marriage is now legal in England and Wales, as of last night, first ceremonies to take place in the New Year. I’m gay, you’re gay—”

“—Bi, actually, thanks,” Harry puts in.

“Well, I mean, so am I, technically, but—” (Harry can’t lie, it’s rather fun to watch Malfoy lose his cool, put his cool back on, lose it again) “—Funny enough, bisexual marriage is also now legal in England and Wales. Let’s get bisexual married, hm?”

Celestial Bodies by @shiftylinguini (E, 20k)

“An astrological anomaly induced bond,” Harry repeats, deadpan, as the Head Healer of the Magical Malfunctions ward finishes announcing his prognosis

“Space magic,” says Draco, tapping long fingers irritably against the arm of his chair. “You’re saying we’ve been zapped by space magic.”

The Healer huffs. “That’s rather simplifying things, gentlemen.”

Phoenix in the Fire by @lqtraintracks (E, 28k)

Harry never expected to have a hot summer fling with Draco Malfoy when he agreed to mind the castle with him. He also never expected that it would all have to end on August thirty-first. What happens when casual sex with Harry’s ex-enemy turns not casual after all? And how the hell is he going to stop Draco from making one of the biggest mistakes of his life?

Everybody Hates a Tourist by @wolfpants (E, 51k)

On a stag do in sunny Brighton with the Gryffindor lads, the last person Harry expects to run into is Draco Malfoy. After a glimpse of Malfoy’s Muggle life in Britain’s gay capital, Harry’s curiosity gets the better of him and he finds himself returning to the seaside again and again, drawn to the city, drawn to this new version of Malfoy that Harry barely recognises from school.

Special Gifts by oldenuf2nb (E, 129k)

Ten years after a devastating accident costs Harry Potter the love of his life and leaves him with life altering injuries, he is asked to return to Hogwarts to help the child of an old friend, with the help of an old adversary.

[stellanix]

one stella to another i ask u kindly to post some of your favorite space pictures,,,, taps my fingers all gay

i have a lot so it's hard to pick ^^' but it's hard to go wrong with backlit saturn (from the cassini spacecraft)

another one i really like is this picture from the hope orbiter showing mars' moon deimos with the planet itself in the background :3

i also like pictures that may not look flashy (at least not at first glance) - and aren't shared around a ton because of that - but that nevertheless show really cool details in celestial bodies, like this picture from the galileo spacecraft of io in jupiter's shadow, gases around io ionized and glowing because of the radiation in jupiter's magnetosphere

though my favorite kind of space pictures are the super big high resolution ones where you can really zoom in and get lost in all the fine details for a good long while, like this mosaic of saturn's moon dione from the cassini spacecraft. there's so much rugged terrain, and craters cut in half by faults! it's so cool!!!

[biro-slay]

Still really sad, so I decided to assign a hermit(plus scott, jimmy, martyn and lizzie because I said so) to all of my mutuals and possibly followers in the future

Part one

Costco - not tagging him, I think it'd be funny if he had to find out himself. Anyways I think he'd be Joel. First of all, the mania, the way he talks. Second, he is as a obsessed with sprout as Joel is with Etho

@tha--dude - easily Rendog, you both just have the same vibe, except you aren't a wet dog(unlike Ren). You are also flirtatious, I think? Also he is really handsome and you are also handsome I bet.

@chaoscorvus - I think Hypnotizd would fit you best, kind of keeping to themselves (at least to me, sorry if it's incorrect), but also their presence impacts the environment around them.

@weiwei-uplink - I think Gem, you both just have that friendly vibe, and both are super cool! Not much more to say.

@i-love-linux-and-reject-gender - this one is hard to pick, there aren't really any mcyts like you, because if the nature of the job, but I think I'd pick Scott. You aren't as much of a "mean girl" as him, but both of you are really gay in your own way. Also you both are flirtatious, but in a different way from rendog. Also both of you are funny

@icefireanimates - I want to say Grian with my heart, but I think vibe vise you are more of a Keralis. I feel like you both are really creative in your own ways, you both seem to always know what the others are up to, and comment on current events in your space(maybe i am wrong but that's how I feel about keralis, I feel like he is constantly socializing this season). Oh, and of course you both are really silly /hihi

@elf82460 - ethoslab. I feel like I know nothing about you, yet you don't seem like an entity or anything, you feel like a person. Also, I think both of you are really kind!

@depressed-celestial-body - zombiecleo(gonna ignore that both of you are both she/they icons). You have that lowkey atmosphere, cleo has that in her videos because of the way they speak and edits. And you have it because, unfortunately, you don't get many notes on your posts, but I still love seeing them! And it's just really relaxing and cool

@case0161002 - ijevin? You both seem to have your own unique vibe that I can't describe, also you interact with other people a lot. I feel like you also both have your own unique interests

(I am going I don't watch ijevin that much, but that's my impression of him)

And, last for today:

@bottlecapsandotherthings - goodtimeswithscar. Both of you are really sweet and kind, just doing your own thing. Also you both are creative, in a world making sence, I'll explain. Scar's main thing to me is terraforming, once you are in a Scar build, you feel it's vibe, and you likely know it's Scar's. When it comes to you, from what I know you have alt blogs for specific Pokémon characters, which adds to it. But also you have your own ecosystem, where everyone is welcome!

I have, obviously, not included every one of my mutuals, they will be in part 2! Some of you I have struggled to assign a hermit to, and most of those I've left for part 2. If you have suggestions, then please tell me!!

[bethesammytomydean]

Moon

"Here you go."

Sam took the beer Dean handed him, reclining on the hood of the Impala. It didn't take too long before Dean settled next to him, leaning back just like Sam was doing. It wasn't something they did often: relax and watch the stars. Dean would even deny that this was what they were doing because 'it was too gay'.

Apparently that was where he drew the line, not at gay incest.

"There are a damn lot of 'em, huh?"

Sam shrugged. "Approximately 200 sextillion."

"First of all, sextillion?" Dean asked, looking at his little brother. "And second of all, how do you know that?"

"Another word for billion trillion," Sam explained, like that would make more sense. He too couldn't fathom just how many stars that meant. But he could see that there were a lot in the sky right above them, and since they were far away from any lights from houses the night sky was very beautiful. Sam felt like he could see all of the stars, somehow. It was stunning, just staring up at the sky could take his breath away sometimes. "Didn't you call me a walking encyclopaedia of weirdness?"

"Just one more time to prove me right."

Silence filled the air then. Sam was too busy staring up at the sky, taking in the beauty, to argue with his brother. And it made sense that Dean would call him that anyways. Besides, it wasn't like it was a bad thing. Sam did know a lot of things, and he knew a lot of things that no one really needed to know anything about. But what did that matter? It was fun to know millions of random facts.

"They really ain't that beautiful, y'know?"

Sam frowned, glancing at Dean before looking back at the sky. Was Dean talking about the same thing Sam was looking at? "What are you talking about? These are stars, Dean. Massive self-luminous celestial bodies of gas that shine by radiation derived from its internal energy sources. How is that not beautiful or impressive?"

"I'm not sayin' they're not beautiful, just saying that you're more beautiful."

And that stunned Sam into silence. He stared at his brother who was drinking from his bottle of beer, stubbornly staring up at the sky. Sam could swear that his brother's cheeks were flushed pink, but the barely-there lighting of the moon wasn't enough for Sam to make sure if his brother was blushing or not.

Instead of making Dean more uncomfortable, Sam eventually reached over, moving his body so it was pressed up against Dean's. Side to side, warm against one another. Better than words, because those would just make Dean feel embarrassed.

"Did you know that black holes don't suck?" Sam piped up, making Dean hum a little, shaking his head. Sam couldn't supress the smirk that formed on his lips as he looked at his brother. "But I do."

[celestialdragoncookie]

if i may ask how are blizzard queeen and clelestial dragon cookies childeren no need to send pics just name and explain a little about them and also hurry up up awakened versions of the two brothers im waiting

Celestial Dragon Cookie:

Eldest daughter of Arceus Cookie And Starlight Cookie and oldest sister of five siblings.

Title: War ruler, Sun emperess, Primordial elemental dragon monarch, Sovereign of might, Transcendence weapon master, Valkyrie or Day breaker, bringer of day.

Occupation: Charger, shifted to Transcendence Archmage if all cookies in team are defeated.

Marriage: To Dark cacao cookie and Demonos Cacao Cookie.

Weapon: uses mostly twin katanas, one katana is titled as "Shi-no-Karasu" (死の烏) - Meaning "Raven of Death," suggesting the blade brings swift and brutal death to all. And the other is Hikari-tachi" (光刀) - Meaning "Light Blade" or "Blade of Luminescence," symbolizing the life-giving power of light. Favorite weapon are mostly swords and katanas but sometimes uses other weapons.

Bloodline: Pure Royal Primordial dragon bloodline, can control all elements existed in the multiverse but restrictions are that she could only use three elements only if the the limit is bypassed critical consequences could be faced.

Personality: Quite reserved type, she has quite look on her face mostly emotionless which enemies harder to distinguish her emotions and body language. Calculating, cunning, intelligent, even through she has average IQ level but in battle field she is a monster in distinguishing and searching various flaws and weakness in opponents weaknesses. When eliminating threats she hesitates no more but to swiftly cut through them. She usually looks down on those who are arrogant overconfidence, prideful, genocide people, homoscide, narcissists, egotistical and power hunger people. She felt disgust upon gazing gays and lesbians.

She mostly wear blindfold around her eyes to have heightened senses while using observation haki.

Rarity: Mythical

Quote: "The important thing is not how long you live. It’s what you accomplish with your life."

Children:

From Dark cacao cookie:

Dark Choco Cookie:

Due to being baked from the previous mother, after his father had second marriage with Celestial dragon cookie, she became his stepmother. At first he was against this marriage, felt suspicious of her knowing another materialistic woman but due to gentle aura he gradually started to get attached to her, one day he finally had the courage to call her mother. Both father and son are very overprotective of her would do anything to keep her safe. Sometimes he gets jealous easily when his dear mother tends to his other siblings would act like a cat when introducing to other cats. Is very cuddly and clingy during night.

Occupation: Charger.

Quote: " I finally seen the truth, true power doesn't lie in your physical strength but in your spirit and willpower".

Nihilus Inanis cookie:

First daughter of dark cacao cookie and also known as Mystic Flour Cookie, has the exact same appearance to the beast of apathy and was born with soul jam of apathy on her forehead, I mean born not baked. She is a hobcookie, and Buddhist, she is quite reserved type of person she is only speaks in desire situations mostly to tease her siblings and loves to humiliate her enemies. She was born with high amount of divine power to the point harming her body, as she grew up managed to control and harness it's power due to extreme training from her parents, took the field of healing, defending, magics and science. She mostly healing and defense magic to protect support her allies.

Class: Healer and support.

Quote:" What is healing and time? But fate wouldn't stop me as long I have someone to protect".

Pure milk vanilla cookie:

His doughish skin has mixture of vanilla and milk. He resemblance to pure vanilla cookie like he is clone but the difference is that his height is similar to his father and having physical body of a powerful warrior and is a magic swordmen. His voice also resemblance to that of pure vanilla cookie and has long hair braided. Mostly wore jacket, t-shirt and blue pants. His personality is mixture of pure vanilla cookie and Shadow milk cookie, when facing enemies he becomes hundred times worse then the beast of deceit and lies. He didn't had any resemblance to dark cacao cookie because he inherited the phenotype from his close cousin vanilla family, his aunt Heavenly vanilla cookie. He is a mage and sword master, excellent and genius in every fields highly smart and intelligent.

Class: Mage.

Quote: “Hard work is worthless for those that don't believe in themselves.”

Inferno Rosemary dragon cookie:

Is hot headed, carefree, reckless idiot. Despite her consistent brawls with her other siblings, friends and family she is a fiercely loyal and protective friend. She is willing to go down fighting for she friends, regardless of how futile it might seem. Even you broke down her body but you can't broke her spirit and determination. She looks like a female version of Pitaya dragon cookie but has feminine characters like a human female, as she is not flat like other cookies and is a hobcookie. She weilds sword of ifret, the sword made from the core and body supreme fire spirit king. And has two pair of power and large wings and her hair is made from pure raw untamed fire.

Class: Charger.

Quote: " Don't let the past chain you down, time wouldn't be with you to grieve so push forward towards the future and set your heart ablaze".

From Demonos Cacao Cookie:

Light Choco cookie:

Has similar appearance to dark choco cookie but in the past, his determination to never give up, added with his own steel fortitude during grueling or harsh battles, is a trait that becomes the basis for others to acknowledge him. He generally is cheerful and hyperactive, The regularity at which he's exposed to such degrading remarks is such that he now has a certain immunity to them, shown when he easily brushes them off without getting overly annoyed. He also believes that those that have done wrong should work to actively make up for their wrongdoings. He always holds his enemies accountable for their misdeeds, regardless if he has forgiven them or not. He was born with no magic like his father but inherited his strong anti magic and demon bloodline, his demonic personality is opposite of his usually ongoing one cold hearted, manipulative cruel sadistic arrogant confident but this side is only kind caring towards his family close friends and homeland. He is a charger, close combat warrior and use sword for battles, in his demon form his name changed to Demon Choco cookie.

Class: Charger.

Quote: “If you don't take risks, you can't create a future.”

Noxious Nebula Choco cookie:

First daughter of Demonos Cacao Cookie, she is quite reserved type of person and is a hobcookie like her brother light Choco cookie. She wore anti toxic armour, gas mask wrapped around her mouth as the long tube attached to it extended towards her and connected to two large tube tanks on her back as the tanks are protected by heavy armour from leakage and breaking. Two long tubes attached to her biceps, as her whole body is covered in black and purple anti toxic armour, her hands are armour claws equiped with lethal poison dripping from it. Only her hair half of her face including her eyes are not covered with armour. She has Poison Yin body, a special case where the body produces ten thousand different types of poisons each one lethal and deadly in their own way, but in return harms the host. That's why she wore this armour to maintain and lower the symptoms effects of the poison. She mostly her poison to capture neutralize her enemies sometimes in emergency her armour begins to separate from biceps and most parts of legs to release more potent and powerful poison.

Class: Bomber.

Quote: "The world's not perfect. But it's there for us, trying the best it can".

Blizzard Queen Cookie:

Third child and daughter of Arceus Cookie And Starlight Cookie, younger sibling and sister to Celestial dragon cookie.

Rarity: Mythical.

Title: Cold empress, villainess, Divine maiden, winter guardian, life protector and princess of the night and bringer of moon.

Marriage: To Dark dragon Cacao Cookie.

Occupation: Mage but turned to ambush when Celestial dragon cookie becomes a mage. If she is deployed along with celestial dragon cookie, she will raise the states of all cookies thrice and will twin combo attack on the enemies team.

Weapons: uses scepter but her favorite weapon is scythe and it's title is "Hikari-tetsubo" (光月手刀), which roughly translates to "Light Moon Hand Blade" or "Moonlight Ice Scythe."

She has a scar on left eye making it unfuctional, as a cold calculating face mistaking her for glaring. She white snowy fox ears and long fluffy fox tail, and her hair is made from pure raw ice element touching it will freeze you and it waves in air.

Personality: She has a calm and emotionless demeanor and speaks only when she really needs to convey her thoughts. Her manner of speaking often makes people misinterpret what she means. Despite her detached nature, Blizzard harbors a strong ambition to surpass her elder sister and gain her expectations and recorgination. On the battlefield, had clam collective aura no panic in dangerous situations.

Children:

From Dark Dragon Cacao Cookie:

Dark Shadow milk cookie:

He is the eldest son of his parents and oldest sibling among his family. His personality is already explained.

Occupation: Defender.

Quote: “Push through the pain. Giving up hurts more.”

Tian Ying Cacao Cookie:

Her name was given during the battle of yin and yang, after absorbing their power her right side becomes black and left side becomes white except her doughish skin remains the same like her father carafin brown color. She is a stoic girl with a firm personality. She is a girl of little words and does not talk very often. She prefers to act by herself in most situations and does not team up with anyone. She greatly respects her family, idolized her father but doesn't tend to show it and will only team up with those who had gained her respect. She has yin and yang royal dragon like her father has and have draconic features like horns, wings and tail.

Occupation: Charger

Quote: “These weaklings aren't even worth dealing with for killing time”.

Umbra Arcana Cookie:

Nickname is Jasmine light. She was born under the full blue moon when it shines brighter illuminated the whole stars. She usually closed her eyes and has a jasmine flower on her head, she is seven year old kid. She always remains optimistic no matter the danger she encounters. With a pure heart, she easily wins over other's loyalty — and often drives her rivals crazy. She is a super cheerful kid, full of joy. Her appearance is exactly like her mother, has the might and control over night. She has bloodline of nine tailed fox or celestial kitsune like her mother.

Occupation: support.

Rarity: Special.

Quote: " I always believe hard work is key to success".

Fenix Aion Cookie:

The youngest son of the family, nickname Haung. He is five year old hobcookie and had bloodline of a phoenix having it's characteristics like tail and wings. He is bright sunny child and optimistic type eager to learn new set of things. He idolized his Uncle Rocky Road cookie, he wanted to be a mechanic in the future and helps those in dire need with his genius mind and keen intelligent. Even though he is a kid, he has maturity of an old retired veterans or soldier, distinguish between fake and reality.

Occupation: healer.

Rarity: special.

Quote:" Technology is made to help people and solve their problems, not for conflicts and war".

Lumen Ominis Cookie:

Also known as Shadow Milk cookie, his appearance is extract similar to the beast of deceit and lies. He wore a black red scarf around his neck to cover the scars around his mouth, his personality is slightly similar to his older brother Dark Shadow milk cookie but during he laughs loudly tortured his victims to help the victims serve true justice indicating his sense of justice, sadistic and cruel nature to his enemies. He is usually a die heart nerd for books spends mostly in time in the library with his cousin pure milk vanilla cookie and his older brother. Together they were called " The Nerd Trio", because the three of them are keen knowledgeable, intelligent and genius. He is keen in solving mystery, difficult and impossible cases, often went out to take information on the target and uses strings to control his enemies and shadow demonic fog daggers to assinated his opponents.

Occupation: ambush.

Rarity: beast.

Quote: " If others call me a monster, then I will become a monster to protect those in need and serve true justice".

All of the children of blizzard queen and celestial dragon cookies are hob cookies except for dark choco cookie. They are born like human babies are, not baked. Due to being a hob cookies, they have various characteristics like tall height then regular cookies, have feminine and masculine traits like having female chest and parts or muscular body and parts like human males. Their bodies are not flat instead sculptured like humans except their head hands and feet are those of cookies.

[affectionatelyrs]

Year In Review - Favorite Lines

Thank you to @kiwiana-writes @happiness-of-the-pursuit @anincompletelist @littlemisskittentoes @rockyroadkylers @firenati0n and @gayrootvegetable for the tags! :) I'm very excited for this game

RULES: Feel free to share your top three/top five/however many favorite snippet(s)/line/quotes/paragraphs from your published fics (or wips, I don't care!) and don't forget to share the link of course!

I only have 8 fics, so I'll just go through most of them in reverse chronological order because why not (except for my first fic, she isn't real to me) - it's mostly either a fuck ton of feelings or me trying to be funny

Gonna Give You Something (So You Know What’s on My Mind)

Alex traces his finger from start to finish, over all the points where his fingers pressed into, and it’s not until then that Henry realizes what Alex has been doing—paving his own path to follow through the points where they’ve touched, connected into a complex constellation; Henry, a celestial body, and Alex, his renowned cartographer; the North Star that Henry found in Alex’s eyes likely reflected in his own, allowing them to find their way to each other with something as simple as a passing glance.

and

It’s soft and slow, but it’s everything—the all-encompassing sensation that surrounds him like a swirling galaxy, Alex pulling him into the center of it. He can feel it, the way that Alex’s divinity transforms him, rays of warmth spreading through his entire being. It’s something wholly bigger than himself, and yet, as Henry lets his lips drift down to Alex’s neck, helpless to avoid the gravity that draws him in there, it’s also something that he thinks he could pinpoint; make tangible. If Henry has always found value in the night sky, then maybe he could find some in the place where he sucks a mark into the crook of Alex’s neck, too—swirling shades of mauve and cobalt, bursting capillaries forming the silhouette of stars.

alright one more for the comedy

Nora shrugs. “Eh, it’s fine. I just really hate the male gaze sometimes.” At that, Alex gasps rather dramatically. “What do you have against the male gays?” “What? No, that’s not—” “Look! There’s one right there!” Alex cries, pointing directly at Henry. He finds Henry’s eyes, tilting his head with calculated consideration before— Christ, before crawling over to Henry on all fours.

Help Me Hold On to You

Alex is fine. Alex remains in his spot on the couch. The couch is good and soft and comfortable and fine. There’s air in his lungs and the bees in his brain are only slightly buzzing. They haven’t moved from their hive. But then, a faint click sounds from upstairs. One door closes, and another one opens; the fault shifts, and Alex gets swept under by the flood. The bees hate water, and they hate Alex even more for getting their feet soaked, so they try to escape. They swarm about in every direction, from the crown of Alex’s head to the pit of his stomach to the tips of his toes, but it’s a futile effort. They’re trapped, and they despise Alex for it, so the buzzing grows and grows and grows until Alex is buzzing too. Alex doesn’t realize this until he tries to move. He stands up, but his legs are shaking so much that it’s a fruitless endeavor; his knees buckle and he sinks to the floor. The bees are in his lungs too, now. They must be, because Alex can’t seem to be able to take a breath. The bees hate the water, so they try to push it out of Alex. They must be, because his throat is dry but his eyes are wet.

King of My Heart

Henry halts his ministrations and glances skeptically at Alex before picking up the jacket and reaching a hand into the inside pocket. A condom falls out, but when he pulls out a travel-sized bottle of lube, he lets out a bewildered laugh. “Have you been carrying this around all night?” “Locker lube,” Alex says in lieu of a response. Henry freezes. What? “Pardon, come again?” “But I haven’t even come once yet,” Alex pouts.

Baby, You're Gonna Lose Your Own Game

The jaw that scrapes against Alex’s neck is so sharp it could cut glass; the moan that escapes him is one of its collateral shards.

and

Considering he always assumed the perfect prince was made of porcelain, he’s surprised when he sees a thin line of perspiration building up at the crux of his forehead. Alex didn’t think that the fine glassware of Kensington Palace was capable of sweating.

All of This Silence and Patience (Pining and Anticipation)

So, Henry lets Pez drag him to parties. Maybe this time I’ll go up and talk to someone, he thinks. Maybe this time I’ll find someone who will stick. But the only thing that sticks are his Oxfords to the beer-covered floor, and the only thing he finds is himself wishing he hadn’t come at all.

and

“I didn’t know that you were—” he cuts himself off, sliding a hand over his face. “I, um. Shit, sorry. I just meant, uh… Christ—” Alex saves Henry some breath by cutting him off. “Bi? Sure am.” “Since when?” Is Henry’s only response. Apparently, being in dangerously close proximity to pretty boys makes him a bit dim. Whatever. He’ll have time to reflect on this and feel utterly mortified later.

You Came Out of Nowhere (And You Cut through All the Noise)

Like, here’s the thing. Alex knows a lot of words. He knows he does, given the fact that if babbling aimlessly was a college course, he’d not only get an A plus in it but a shiny fucking gold star too. He’d stick it on his forehead — he’s a show-off and a sucker for praise, sue him. So then, if a2+b2=c2 and 2+2=4 (Nora is the numbers person in their friendship, shocking), then why has his vocabulary suddenly been reduced down to the likes of shit, motherfucker, and mouth.

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