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Merry TBITBmas hosted by @arokel !!! I managed to at least get something done for today so…enjoy?

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Bobby has long accepted his size.

He’s not going to lie and say jokes no longer get to him. Some days, it takes his all to not lash out, he has to bite his tongue, clench his fists.

But when his friends take him by the hand, when Captain Jim or his stroke, Don, want to show him something, Bobby loves how small his hand feels in theirs. He cherishes when Joe squeezes his fingers, how Chuck grips tight, intent on never letting go.

For his boys, he’s more than happy to stay small, safe and secure in their hold.

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I was just trying to take a photo to display the two plushes I found when I was cleaning. Then I realized where I‘d put them..

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Went to see Taxi Zum Klo at the Music Box last night (iconic new German queer cinema from 1980, very raw). Imagine my surprise when the gay schoolteacher who spends his nights cruising for public sex… drives a Karmann Ghia.

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WIP Wednesday!

tagged by @arokel thank youuuuu<3

Here’s a snippet from my next trans don fic:

“Oh, god!” Johnny stumbles back, hands over his face.

The door slams shut on its own and Don pulls up his jeans as Bobby tucks himself back into his own.

“What?” Gordy’s voice hits Don’s ears and he winces.

Gordy’s head pops in around the door, a frown already prepared for his friends.

“On the oars, guys?”

“They’re spares,” Bobby bites back. “And we’re on the lifejackets.”

Tagging!!! @sparrow-in-the-field @teaforarteza @dogwooddiaries

(Following arokel’s lead and letting others have a chance to tag fjjdjdjs)

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WIP Wednesday

Tagged by @arokel !!! Tysm!!!

Well since I’m almost done writing it, have some more of the hockey AU

When they’re finished with practice, changing out of their uniforms for the day, Don nearly screams when Bobby sidles up next to him.

“Last game with the Panthers, you played pretty solidly,” Bobby compliments as he strips himself down.

Don focuses on his stall, his chance to escape as Bobby keeps chatting, just standing around in his briefs. Sure, he’s seen Bobby with a dick up his ass but this is different.

“Think you could change it up a little though.”

“What does that mean?” Don frowns as his jersey drops to the floor.

Bobby laughs, clear and bright. “During practice. You went for your usual deke.”

He bends down and picks up Don’s jersey for him. Don tries to ignore the curve of his spine, the flex of his shoulder.

“That so?” Don mumbles as he takes the jersey from Bobby.

“Yeah. Well, I’m going to hit the showers. Wait for me?”

Don knows he should refuse. Should just run, but he just nods his head and settles into defeat. At this Bobby gives Don a wide smile and a slap on the back.

Well, actually he slaps his ass.

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Seven Sentence Sunday

Rule: Post seven(ish) sentences of your current WIP - or just a snippet who cares! And tag your writer friends to see what they're working on.

Tagged by @arokel !!! Thank youuuu!!

Uhhhh guess I can share more of my sci-fi long fic :d

This isn’t 7 sentences but shhhhhhh

There was chaos, fire, screams. Don saw his hands covered in blood, heard his name followed by crying pleas of mercy. One by one his friends fell until at last he saw Bobby.

Bobby with a gash in his chest, choked gasps around a mouthful of blood. Don reached out towards him, but before their hands could touch, Don was forced back into his body.

Tagging!!! @teaforarteza , @sparrow-in-the-field and @strangethings-everywhere !!!

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Presenting the debut of Put down the apple, Adam, and come away with me, a 1950s Queer Activists AU by @arokel as a part of the Good AUmens AU Fest.