#chromoluminous

[hokeful]

         ‘ oh. ’ one good look at them and he’s sure he’s got the answers. they look travel-worn and something else — and, well, something else, less unpleasant. ‘ oh, basil. not again. ’

@chromoluminous!

[itsnotpatsy]

i don’t say this near enough but @sapphiism / @chromoluminous is an absolute fucking gift and every single time i get the chance to read eir headcanons and developments across my dashboard it brightens my day because queen morgaine’s so passionate about what ey do and i love it it fills my tiny writer heart with warmth.

[wellward-a]

chromoluminous replied to your post: sapphiism liked your post:this is something i knew...

lindy feels like this about it: reactiongifs.com/wp-cont…

mary: evaline, i lindy:

[untremaine]

@chromoluminous

        “Oh, it’s marvelous, Lindy, marvelous--the best party of the season!” Margarethe is a little drunk. “This house of yours, so charming, and do you know, I’ve been trying to think of the name all night--there’s this gaggle of them upstairs, the, the, the model girls, and I was wondering which... Oh, they all look the same--” she dismisses herself a wave of her hand and a sip of her drink. “This suit, is this Armani? It’s... Handsome.” She’s fingering the material of Lindy’s sleeve, looking down at her as she might at a miniature cupcake--sizing up what sort of mouthful she’ll be.

[wellward-a]

@chromoluminous

         “I’ve just had the most wonderful luck this year... It’s funny, the flowers I don’t plant, they sort of--arise, on their own, I wonder if living so close to the forest, the birds...? Anyway, here we are.” She’s beaming, babbling nearly fast enough not to be embarrassed of it, offering Lindy a fragrant bouquet, wildflowers, lavender, mint. “I just wanted to bring you something. I didn’t have time to stop for a bottle of wine and all of these are so close at hand for me and...”

[arseholed-blog]

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     “I have some extremely distressing news.” Contrary to what Basil may be thinking, the news is not that Withnail is in their apartment without warning or invite, although that may very well be distressing in and of itself. This hasn’t occurred to him.

[hokeful]

        ‘ basil, the world is so full of a number of things. i’m sure we should all be as happy as... ’

         ‘ ...but are we? ’

@chromoluminous,  canon dialogue.

[hokeful]

hug, from basil. they'll hug back, and HATE being touched so You Kno Its Real babey

hug cosmo. there’s no prompt, just hug him, please.

despite his habit of lunging into things — into songs and dances and jokes and all manner of one-man shows — cosmo is tremendously gun-shy when it comes to genuine displays of affection. he’s so gentle in his trepidation that it barely qualifies as a hug: his hand on their back resting with so little pressure that the fabric of their top doesn’t wrinkle beneath it, his tilt in so slow and cautious that an onlooker might suspect he’d never touched another person before.

when they hug him it takes everything in his power to resist sighing relief, closing his eyes, and allowing the record to skip on a ‘thank you’ through the end of the week.

he tightens, but not too much. he presses his cheek to their ear in a fleeting, nonverbal expression of gratitude.

         ‘ you’re a real... ’ though the catalogue of silly terms of endearment is virtually endless, not one feels right. he cuts the sarcastic bite of his tone to nil and says what he feels without frills. ‘ i guess i needed one. ’