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JOMP BPC - November 27th - Squad Goals
not gonna lie, I'd love spending time with Linus and Arthur and all their friends 🩵
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brennonlane · 2 years
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Happy first anniversary to my debut novel: Home! Today, I released the re-edited and newly designed Anniversary Edition 💙
October 1, 2021 I released my first novel, a story about two small-town boys falling in love. I poured my heart into this story and these characters and learned so much from creating it. I'm so proud of the result and hope I can bring a feeling of representation and understanding to those who grab a copy. Tried my best to make the price reasonable, but the paperback and ebook copies are cheaper if you prefer! Reblogs are much appreciated!! More books to come 💞🏳️‍🌈
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noahhawthorneauthor · 2 years
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“Did I dream that whole thing up, or did you single-handedly bring down my arch nemesis?” I tease, usually deep voice crackling with hoarseness. Nervous laughter fills him, warmth spilling over from his soul to mine. His fingers fidget with the hem of his tunic and my heart flutters seeing him so anxious. Other than the fact he looks thin, there are no after effects from the great amount of Aether he used to face Loyska.
“Do people really have arch nemesis?”
“Well, if anyone has one, it would be me.”
“This is true.”
I stare at the ceiling, almost more terrified in this awkward silence than when I was moments from death once more. I’m unable to meet Novak’s bright gaze burning onto my face, though I do summon courage to find clumsy words. “Thank you, for saving my stupid ass.”
“Don’t mention it.” Novak’s hand rests on my shoulder and I turn my attention to him, finding an indescribable expression lighting up his bright eyes, every freckle turned up with happiness. His sapphires light the suddenly minuscule space between our faces as his tight chest presses against mine, warmth radiating from his heart. His lips hover above mine, and he searches my face with wild eyes.
Am I dreaming?
“Wh, what is it?” I ask, breath escaping onto his parted lips in quick pants. Novak’s hand slides from my shoulder up my neck, gently tangling with the knotted coils there. I haven’t trimmed my hair or jaw in over a week now, and the sensation of his skin on mine is electrifying.
“I,” Novak’s attention flashes between my lips and violet eyes shining so bright that my light mingles with icy blue shining on his cheeks, “I want to kiss you?”
⚔️🏳️‍🌈 It's been too long since we've had some Prince of Sylvan action. Have you read it yet?
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sev-wildfang · 5 months
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Larry Mitchell, The Faggots & Their Friends Between Revolutions (1977)
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obsob · 10 months
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happy and proud!!
✷(print shop)✷
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mardyart · 6 months
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can you believe they invented the quote “to be loved is to be changed”
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needycatboy · 1 year
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doms that spend the day riling you up so that by nightfall, they've got you on your back, tied up, with your legs spread apart, and they're just rubbing the tip of the strap against your hole over and over and over until you're desperate and shaking under them. and once you finally break and beg pretty enough, they shove their cock in all at once and don't give you time to breathe before you're fucked into the mattress.
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master-xochimilli · 22 days
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Date idea: I spin and roll around your bed going fucking insane over you for hours, giggling, making out, nuzzling, and cuddling you, rambling about worms and cooking and stickers and everything and anything in between, running around your room stimming while smiling and letting out little I love yous before crashing down and napping in each others arms
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saltpepperbeard · 7 months
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so ready for the murder wives, y’all. SO READY FOR THE MURDER WIVES 👏👏👏 [x]
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sapphic-sprite · 9 months
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being gay isn’t enough. I need a vampire to seduce me and whisk me off to a fancy gothic castle.
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JOMP BPC - June 6th - Fat and Proud
something I loved about the Darius the Great duology by Adib Khorram was the exploration of Darius’s body issues. we need more fat positivity for boys around here
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thunderandsage · 7 months
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“i’m burning our house down, babe” as a love language is the lesbian representation i never knew i needed but FULLHEARTEDLY support
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noahhawthorneauthor · 2 years
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In honor of International Day Against Homophobia, Transphobia and Biphobia,
I wanted to share this important moment between my characters Kai and Novak from Realm of Giants. My page is a safe space, as are my books.
While I do write DARK Fantasy, there are a broad number of sexualities and genders in these stories. Characters like Kai are the heroes, (mostly, because not everyone is good, regardless of gender, and not all villains are exactly bad), and all the characters we love and root for will get their happy ending, despite the angst I put them through.
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Artist: @gagakumadraws
“I’m modest, your holiness.” I say mockingly and come to Kai’s side, facing the fire. “What did you want to tell me?”
“You’re … different, Novak. It’s like you aged a hundred years overnight and became somebody else.” Kai whispers, stating more than asking. His glasses are fogged up.
“Ai, quit being serious, spill your guts.” I tease, elbowing him.
Kai glances at me and I find a very confused look on his face. “Spill my guts?”
“Yeah, you said you wanted to tell me something, now you’re deflecting. I haven’t,” I rub the back of my neck and frown, trying to find the right words. “I haven’t treated you like I should, or tried to get to know you better. You’ve proven that you care about us all time and time again. I appreciate how you cared for Alvis, as well.”
Kai laughs under his breath, shaking his head. “Spill my guts, eh? What I have to say, you won’t tell?”
“If you don’t want me to, then no. If it makes you feel better, I’ll tell you a secret too.”
“Alright.” Kai says, then removes his glasses and allows them come to rest on his chest, hanging from the petite gold chains. “Should I, go first?”
“Do you want to go first?”
“You’re difficult.”
“I’m actually not, though.” I chuckle, bringing my hand to rest on Kai’s tense shoulder before gently squeezing. “Listen, peh’teet sheleg (little snowflake, it's Kai's Misfit nickname), I’m only playing, don’t work yourself up.”
“Will you just, shut up?” Kai mutters, trembling. “Novak, I’m not,” Kai pauses, courage fading. His electric eyes connect with mine before he speaks again. “I’m not really a male.”
Ah.
One side of my lips quirk up, and I press my forehead to his. “Can I ask you something?”
Kai nods, still pressed to me.
“Why do you say that?” I whisper, and Kai pulls back a few inches.
He blinks once. He blinks again.
“Well, I don’t have …” Kai blushes furiously again, the same mix of blue and pink to create purple. “I play dress up and pretend, all of this,” Kai gestures to himself in a sweeping up and down motion. “It’s just an armor to hide what I’m … what I’m not.”
I hear everything left unsaid. What I’m not, but I am, what I truly feel I am.
“But, your heart isn’t pretending, right?” I ask, my hands come to rest on either side of his face and I bring his forehead to mine once more.
“What, do you mean?”
My right hand leaves his face and settles over his pounding heartbeat. “Your heart, it’s the heart of a male, is it not?”
Tears well in Kai’s eyes, and he nods once.
“That is the only part that matters. Kai, you’re not the only person I’ve met whose heart disagrees with what … box, this world puts them in. You’re not the only one.”
Kai throws his arms around me and breaks like a goddamn tidal wave. Maybe it’s the drink, or the high emotions from our journey thus far. Take a person who never breaks, then take a stone that says ‘you’re not alone’ and throw it at their glass heart.
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sydsixxftm · 2 months
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Sweaty tboy work out bros 💪🏳️‍⚧️
It was so fun to film a scene with Cody Sweets (@CodySw33ts on Twit). Can't wait to show you how I got covered in sweat with this twunk
This new t4t video will be available in my store THIS FRIDAY [syd_sixx.manyvids.com]
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cowboyleather · 15 days
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beansprean · 2 years
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@blakbonnet @saltpepperbeard Your post has come to fruition…this comic hurt my teeth with its sweetness!! I should apologize for how long it is but...I won't.
(ID in alt and under cut)
ID: 1. Full body of Stede and Ed standing in an 80s grocery store. Ed, wearing a black tee shirt tucked into lightwash jeans, black boots, a light blue handkerchief in his back left pocket, and his hair in a high ponytail, is standing with an empty grocery cart with both hands on the handle and one foot up on the bottom basket. He glances from the empty cart and then to Stede, waggling his eyebrows suggestively. Stede, wearing a retro-patterned teal and purple short sleeved button up tucked into pleated khaki slacks, brown leather loafers, and a gold watch, his hair swept back in a big feathered quiff, holds his hands up defensively with a nervous smile. He says, “Oh- Darling, no. No, no, I’m too big!”
2a. Ed begins to stalk towards Stede with a mischievous grin, arms out in a grabbing motion. Stede backs up, smile growing even as his eyes narrow in warning and his hands try to bat him away. “Ed.” he says shortly. 2b. Ed darts forward and grabs Stede around the waist, scooping him up over his shoulder. Stede bursts into laughter, face going red, and yells “Ed! Put me down, you’ll hurt yourself!” 2c. Ed walks back toward their cart with Stede flopped over his shoulder and sings, “Nonsense, love!” In the background, there is a young brown woman wearing a patterned jumpsuit with long dark feathered hair facing the shelves as she browses cereal. There is a baby over her shoulder wearing teal overalls who catches Stede’s eye as they pass and reaches out a chubby little hand to wave at him in solidarity. Stede waves back automatically, clearly embarrassed but unable to stop smiling.
3a. Ed half-falls into the cart with a punched-out “Oof!” as he flops Stede down into it butt-first, his face buried in Stede’s chest and Stede’s legs flying up around him. 3b. Ed lifts himself up with his arms braced on either side of Stede, nose-to-nose with his husband who has sat up in the cart with a silly grin, one leg thrown over the side. Ed continues the previous conversation with a soft smile, “It’s like holding a couple of grapes.” 3c. Ed closes the last inch between them to smack a kiss on the tip of Stede’s nose. Stede reddens and snorts out a laugh.
4. Close up on the woman in their aisle as she chooses a cereal called “Matey Puffs” featuring a white cartoon Blackbeard with a hook hand. She glances over in confusion at Ed and Stede as they zoom away, Stede tucked in the cart and Ed driving, both giggling uncontrollably. The baby continues to wave after them.
5. Text reading “Later…”
6a. Stede and Ed waiting in line at the checkout. Stede is still in the cart, knees pulled to his chest, now surrounded by piles of groceries including a bottle of L&P soda, a bag of shredded cheese, a head of romaine lettuce, a bottle of wine, a few packs of meat, a bag of apples, a bag of Twisties, a loaf of bread, a bag of Roshuns, several packs of spaghetti, and a few miscellaneous cartons and jars. Ed, one hand on the cart handle, suddenly smacks the heel of his other hand against his forehead with a “duh!” expression. He exclaims, “Oh, shit! We forgot the oranges!” Stede turns his head around shoot him an annoyed look and replies, “What?? That’s the whole reason we came!” 6b. Ed runs off in a cloud of dust, shouting behind him, “BRB, Baby! Kiss kiss!” Stede cranes his neck after him in panic, unable to move from his grocery prison, calling, “Wai- Ed! Ed!!” 6c. Stede turns back around, red faced, sweating with nerves, and now a middle aged man alone in a full grocery cart. In front of him in queue is a bald man resembling Black Pete in a white suit with the sleeves rolled up, pushing his own cart. Behind him are an older dark-skinned woman with short gray hair wearing a puff sleeve shirt, long pink skirt, and pearls, holding a full basket with both hands and a large Māori man resembling Fang in a pink polo shirt and pleated khakis with a bag of dog food under one arm. They both step forward automatically to fill Ed’s vacated space.
7a. The older woman leans forward toward Stede with a small smile, saying, “You and your husband are very sweet.” Stede cranes his neck around to smile at her nervously, replying, “Oh! Thank you…” 7b. The woman loosens one hand from her basket to place it on Stede’s cart, continuing, “Let me push you forward, the queue is moving.” Stede drops his chin to his chest in relief, breathing out a much more genuine “Thank you.”
8a. Text at the top reads “9 minutes later”; Stede has reached the front of the line. The employee, who resembles Izzy, is wearing a blue striped button up and red bow tie under a yellow apron and stands, one hand hovering over the register as he stares down silently at Stede. Stede, looking small and scared, barely able to peek over the edge of the counter, stares back sweatily with wide eyes and says, “Ummm…” 8b. The employee startles as Stede cracks his head back and screams at the top of his lungs, “Ed!! Darling, where are you?? We have a problem!!”
9a. Ed suddenly zooms into view holding a bag of oranges, sliding smoothly between Stede and the register with a grin and a wink. He says, “Never fear, my love! I’m here!” Stede smiles hugely at him, full of relief and love. Behind them, the Izzy-like employee just glares at them, looking extremely tired, revealing he is wearing a large anachronistic button that says “service with a smile”. Stede cries, “You came back!” Ed replies, “Never left.” Both their speech bubbles are filled with pink hearts. 9b. Text in parentheses at the top says “he really didn’t.” We now see Ed from earlier, already holding the bag of oranges, peeking out from behind a shelf with a warm expression. He giggles, one hand to his cheek, as he observes Stede’s predicament from afar. Offscreen, Stede is saying, “Oh- Louise, we’re moving again.” Louise, presumably the older woman behind him in line, responds, “I’ve got you!” Stede continues, “Haha, getting awfully close to the front, aren’t we… I wonder what’s taking Ed so long…” /end ID
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