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"how will you ever love yourself?" 🏳️⚧️🏳️⚧️🏳️⚧️🏳️⚧️
YOU MUST FIRST DIE UNTO YOURSELF 🏳️⚧️🏳️⚧️🏳️⚧️🏳️⚧️
ray getting a blowjob backstage and he has STAMINA bear with them
put your big gay eyes away!!!
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sleep token, vessel/ii, 73k, E
A version of an origin story. In London in 2015, Sleep's first and second vessels wake for the first time, disconnected from the memories of their previous lives and identities.
please look at the tags/warnings on ao3 before reading (you can also check the chapter end notes for specific descriptions of the content warned for within that chapter)
As he passes people on the pavement, he looks at them out of the corner of his eye. He wonders if what is happening to him is happening to any of them. He wonders if this body has walked past any of them before: yesterday, last month, ten years ago. He wonders what would happen if he politely tried to stop each of them in turn and ask, Excuse me, so sorry to bother - do you know me? Do you understand why I am here?
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vastly improved in countless ways by generous help from two patient brilliant angels @hyggles and @sycamoretrees - thank you!!
things i was thinking about obsessively during the process of writing this included: all of sleep token's discography of course but specifically pre-sundowning (one and two eps, jaws, the way that you were, all of which i listened to literally hundreds of times while writing lol), Severance, schema therapy, psychosis, felt presence hallucinations, being or having a favorite person (in the cluster b personality disorder sense), gothic heroines.
hello everyone, i knew next to nothing about these characters when i had the delight of beta-ing this fic (hyggles is one of my other blogs) but i absolutely inhaled it, and i suspect some of you might also be in the market for this genre of good fucking food.
im not driving pass the cbt
so let me get this straight
night 1:
honey for the first time since 2010
jack the ripper for the first time since 2003
night 2:
gerard in a skeleton costume
the secretary slapping gerard and dressing as the clown
ray talking
zero percent performed for the first time ever?!?
ended on demolition lovers?!?
[as a black bag is pulled over my head] i never considered that pierrot could be a woman. am i a bad person.
frank chewing his gum in glasgow for anon
frank you can't hit the full castiel face in public like that
awesome
[last time they played wembley] "someone threw a peach at frank and he just picked it up and took a bite and threw it back and I was like... (Gaspy voice) He's so tough"
2nd grader on a field trip
#i love it so much when he serves gay dog who’s getting put down the next day but he doesn’t know that and ur giving him one last really#good day and he’s just having such a good time (via @butch4butchfray)
Frank jerking off his guitar at the end of FLW in Glasgow, Scotland July 4th, 2026
HES SO FAWKING CUTE (x)