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For advice: There is a very pretty man I know and maybe we have had coffee a few times and hooked up a lot and possibly moved in together but how do I let him know I have a crush on him?
sirs…. are you aware you are married to each other
I got an error before so sorry if you get this twice but for all three: 10, 11, 17
10. dog gay or cat gay?
Dee: Dog gay (obviously)
Santana: Dog gay
York: Cat gay (but don’t let Rikki know she’d be so offended)
11. would you ever date someone who owned rodents or reptiles?
Dee: “Of course I would! All animals are good animals, even if they aren’t your standard sort of pet, and that’s that on that.”
Santana: “Squirrels are rodents, right? Then I’d be a hypocrite if I said no, so yes!”
York: “As long as they get...get along with Rikki, I don’t ssssee why not...!”
17. night club gay or cafe gay?
Dee: Can easily be either depending on the situation lmao
Santana: Cafe gay
York: Cafe gay
Petition for Esther to do a cover of Party Rock Anthem
oh no she’s not safe anymore💦
For all: 7, 12; For Nana: 23; For Leo: 15
7. are you a morning time gay or night time gay?
medea is morning, and so is anatole but out of habit more than choice (he got used to waking up early and now he can’t turn back). leonore is night time. sabine is afternoon gay.
12. what’s a turn off you look for before you start officially dating someone.
i think all of them would look for lack of emotional availability, dishonesty and lack of genuineness. i think none of my apprentices like people who keep appearances for the sake of it, impose their will on others, or do not have a level of emotional maturity they can work with.
individually, i think it’s very important for anatole to have someone who is intellectually stimulant enough. he is a person with a very busy mind, and he is someone who enjoys a good conversation. having someone who he constantly needs to explain himself to, without ever being understood so it’s never a conversation but an exposition would put him off. so would people who cannot respect his job.
leonore’s strong point is emotional maturity, so people he discovers have no will to grow, change, and work through their emotions would be a huge red flag. so would be jealousy and emotional manipulation. this is obviously a red flag everyone should have — and that i think all my apprentices do have — but it is specially important for leonore. he wants to find someone he can conquer the world (in his own away) with, not someone who will a. neglect him b. restrain him. it’s an important balance for him. you don’t have to be the best with your feelings (see: lucio) but you have to be willing to open up.
for medea she doesn’t like people who do not respect her capacity to make choices, people who only vent to her or are waiting for her to fix them because she’s an empath, and medea is really off put with people with a superiority complex.
sabine is a special one because they seem like the easiest going of my apprentices, but deep down, sabine does have a bit of a choleric disposition, so people who dismiss art, the wonders of the simple things in life, and people who are plain rude, don’t have a sense of humour or have no capacity to change would hmmmm not vibe with them.
23. for anatole: have you ever been in love?
“I was, a couple of times, not many but I can count two, three. I am right now, though, lucky me.”
— Anatole 🌞
15. for leonore: (if attracted to more than one gender) do you have different “types” for different genders?
“I don’t think I have? I mean, regardless of your gender if you can bench press me, carry me like a sack of potatoes, or crush a watermelon with your thighs, I’m sold my guy.”
“What can I say except I’m baby.”
— Leonore 🔥
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Headcanon: Nana has strong opinions about gelato flavors. (I realize this might be cheating because Nana has strong opinions about everything.)
his only strong opinion about gelato is that you gotta keep it coming. he does, however, draw the line at energy drink gelato because he draws the line at energy drinks, so 4/10
what’s hilarious (to me) about this is that in his father’s side of the family there would be an ongoing discussion on whether gelato is italian or croatian due to a series of overspecific details no one but his grandfathers (they’re lovingly married but they argue over stupid stuff like this all the time) care about. so august would have to witness this, nervously eyeing anatole like “sol??? nana??????? what’s going on??????” while nana is scooping his third bowl of gelato like “lmao this is normal, just proceed with your life, Gus”
13 with college!au August and Nana?
13. Playing your fingers through their hair while sitting next to them on the couch.
If someone asked Anatole, he would say August is like a geode.
At first, he seemed like a rather simple man — if you managed to make your way through the flashy clothes. Unlike himself, who was intense even in his simplicities and prone to overthinking, August was easygoing, generally uncomplicated, prone to have his head on the moon (quite literally more often than not).
Beneath that first layer of August he was charming, dedicated, enthusiastic. Devoted and curious about the world surrounding him, all which doubled when it came to the stars and the universe. He saw things in ways Anatole never dreamed before. Everything about August made his heart beat a little faster in a way that could only mean one thing: Anatole loved August.
He wasn’t ready to tell him yet, or hadn’t found the occasion to, but he did. He knew he did, for Anatole had never been very good at lying at himself.
How could he not? August was the first person in a lot of time he felt like fully opening up about his childhood, his fears of not belonging, his dreams, why he was protective of them or why he was so anxiously overcompensating. August had given him space, he had showed him he could relax and let go for a moment; he had kept seeing him time after time, counting stars on his freckles and lines in his hands.
August had spoken to him in new languages — what kind of phD in Linguistics would Anatole be if he didn’t want to learn every grammatical trick and idiom in those new tongues? And to think it had begun in some uni party (Anatole couldn’t even remember whose) where standing against a wall, with a glass of wine in his hand, he had raised an eyebrow at him and asked: “I don’t mean to sound rude, but what, pray tell, are you wearing?” with curious amusement.
It was like the big bang, or the death of a star. A moment of concentration in an inexplicable turn of events, them walking in joint conspiracy towards Anatole’s flat off campus, and a explosion of new things when Anatole woke up the next morning, finding August making him breakfast.
“What are you doing?” He had asked, making August jump.
“Uh, making you breakfast? There’s toast toasting and oatmeal? I think?”
“Right,” Anatole said looking over at the pot.
“I mean, to thank you for the lovely night.”
Anatole huffed with amusement, a small smile peaking through his lips. “Alright, scoot over, I don’t think you know how to make oatmeal. Lucky for you, I do.”
“Lucky me indeed,” August said, giving Anatole space so he could take over. He put his hand on the small of his back. “Is this okay? You don’t want me to leave?”
“No,” Anatole said, content, turning his head so he could kiss August’s shoulder. “As long as you want to stay.”
“I do!” And then in a more casual tone: “I do, and, uh, nice flat, by the way. I didn’t expect it to look like this, just like I didn’t expect you to have all those nice tattoos.”
“Why thank you,” Anatole says, looking at him and smiling — bright and wide, the corners of his eyes crinkling. “August?”
“Yes?”
“It smells like burnt toast, and please set the table.”
Their breakfast had extended over the hours, as they talked of everything and nothing, Anatole feeling the cracking of the geode, the forming of new chemical compounds after the supernova.
Six months later found them sitting in one of the sofa’s in the campus café, Anatole going over some course work, August napping next to him, using his thigh as a pillow. He tapped his pen against his hand, pursing his lips. Out of habit he began running his fingers through August’s hair.
August shifted in his sleep. “How long have I been napping?” He asked, drowsily.
“About 40 minutes and two cups of coffee,” Anatole said with a smile. “Good morning, you.”
He runs his fingers through his hair once more before taking his hand away to take a sip of coffee. When he doesn’t put it back, August asks him to do so, and Anatole says yes. Of course he says yes.
Romanticized asks: 39 for Leo; 16, 18, and 22 for Nana
39. was answered here.
16. Describe your ideal fantasy outfit.
“Define fantasy.”
“This one is a little hard, but after some consideration, and against strong contenders like anything worn by Howl Pendragon, including the rugby ensemble from the book, my vaudeville inclined sensitivities for certain things, and the possibility to look like a sun deity, or a toreador outfit, I think I have to go with a Diablo de la Tirana costume.”
“But for High Fantasy, something with double sleeves, a lot of intricate but subtle patterns, high boots, capes galore. I like masculinity defying fashion, so it’d pick and mix, probably. I didn’t spend the first 14 years of my life refusing to be gendered only to abide by nonsensical gender limitations fourteen years later.”
— Anatole 🌞
[ though, not v fantasy, this is my favourite Anatole outfit ever]
18. Hard candy, fruit preserves or spice cake?
“Oh, spice cake. Cake is one of my favourite foods ever.”
— Anatole 🌞
22. Tell us, in detail, about a curse a witch would put on you.
I’m thinking of two possible routes here.
A Haku in Spirited Away like curse. Haku is an Anatole character (ambitious, intelligent, loving), and for someone whose identity is so important to, being cursed with forgetting who he is because his name was taken away from him, and his own ambition backfiring on him, would be a fitting curse for Nana. (August chihiro?)
This is a taken from a wip I never finished: it’s the story about a very beautiful and very lonely prince who had a curse laid on him: his heart, once warm, human and pumping blood, had been trapped in ice, so the prince died a little more everyday, until his heart fully froze, and the prince would too become ice. In a place where it’s always winter (Nana’s favourite season is winter, and his favourite way to appreciate the sun is when it reflects on the snow), lived this beautiful and very lonely prince. He was noble, good, generous and kind, but out of envy a witch tried to take advantage of this and he turned against the witch’s greed, and in return he was cursed both with his heart becoming ice and also with the witch slandering the prince’s name. So he retreated and lived a solitary life, keeping his heart on a music box. The curse can only be broken when a person, out of true love, shows the prince he can trust them by not taking advantage of him, and only ever demanding he gives what he wants to give. If the prince trusts this person, the music box will open automatically and this person will be presented with the prince’s heart. Only the breath of true love like this can melt the ice. Ice prince Anatole would be a sight.
I also realise a curse like the one of Ashitaka in princess mononoke would also make a great curse for Nana, like. Ashitaka is also an Anatole character (so is Seiji Amasawa from Whisper of the Heart), but I like the idea of that au more than just the curse. It’s basically because “You cannot alter your fate, my prince. However, you can rise to meet it“ and “To see with eyes unclouded by hate” are Anatole culture quotes
