#hhhnng

[transmascmarypoppins]

has anyone else noticed that che guevara is incredibly attractive

[c-umber]

[laughableillusions]

Finally got the details of getting HRT, got a referral to an endocrinologist in the area. I’m gonna discuss it w my parents over dinner and ask if I can use their insurance to cover the dr appointments. Lowkey terrified rn

[princeanxious]

Still thinkin about anxceit but like, reverse what I usually view as their normal dynamic of janus being naturally witty and smooth and Virgil being openly jittery and cautious to say, like:

Janus being a runnaway of some sort to escape, having stark heterochromia, still using lies to protect himself even when he learns that Virgil, who is distinctly Not Human(think more fae prince like from LAOFT or otherworldly being, its at least LAOFT inspired tho) can see right through his lies without trying, not that Virgil really understands Why Janus generally keeps impulsively lying in general(its a fun thing to taunt other far with, I suppose? Aside from being a bad habit anyway), but he doesnt push abt it.

Virgil actually saved Janus's life from a grievous head wound, being the first being to treat Janus gentle and without disgust or hatred. It's only sort of a gift that Virgil gives Janus, as the only way Virgil could save Janus from bleeding out was mending the one side of his face and head with something new, thus gifting him shimmering scales as both a gift of health and a representation of Virgils otherworldly claim on Janus.

It takes a while for Janus to adjust to it, as his heterochromia had often been the source of so much of his past abuse, but the way the Virgil gazes at him unflinchingly and with reverance convinces him over time that he is worth that gaze.

I really just have this scene stuck in my head, heed the warnings in the tags tho:

Janus stumbling into the forest after escaping being attacked by some people from his village, bleeding out, desprate and exhausted and panicked.

In his delirium he ends up stumbling into a fairy circle or smth of that nature, and it summons Virgil who is luckily rather sympathetic to humans, on rare occasions at least. And Virgil sees this weak dying human, exhausted and scared, sobbing and just seeking safety, comfort, something to make it all stop.

Virgil is quick to reach out, putting a stasis on the humans wounds to cease the bleeding, unable to immediately heal the boy but it works nonetheless to stop the pain and temporarily remove one of the many things distressing the poor thing.

He then uses a lure within his voice to calm the trembling human down, cooing softly in a way that fogs Jan's frazzled brain in a warm hazy way. Janus is immediately away of the charm, the being clearly being transparent with it.

"Come, dear, its alright. Ive got you. Your hurt, let me help you? Please? Then you can rest, i'll keep you safe, I promise. Please, let me keep you?"

Janus knows what the fae is asking, knows exactly what it means, knows that he ahould be all accounts be terrified and refuse and run.

But hes tired, and this fae is cradling his face so nicely and speaking so comfortingly, and hes so tired. So tired of being scared and being hurt, and he just wants it to stop. He's exhausted from running, hes lost so much blood, and knows he'll likely die if he says no, if not today then could be tomorrow, next week, hes never going to be safe.

He hiccups, and reaches for the fae who catches him easily, his lanky arms surprisingly strong and warm, drawing him into a safe embrace in an instant.

"Please, keep me?"

He feels the taller lean down, cradling him closer, to kiss his forehead.

"I promise."

Janus's world goes dark after that.

When he wakes up, his face is tucked snuggly into the crook of Virgils neck and his body cradled safely in the others arms, tucked safely in a patched cloak for warmth, for once feeling fully rested and safe. Theres no more pain or fear, just a deep warm contentment as the fae cards his fingers through the human's soft hair, occassionally stroking the sensitive shimmering patches of scales that have replaced the wounds.

Janus never does regret letting Virgil keep him, not when it meant safety. Not when it meant spending his life at Virgil's side. Perhaps it's a little obvious, that Janus is owned by Virgil, that he belongs to Virgil more than to himself, but he doesnt really care, doesnt have the space in his mind to care, doesnt make space to care that he could be more independent if he asked to be, if he wanted to be. He's perfectly content where he is, safe and sound and at Virgil's side.

No one else seems to believe that theres nowhere else he'd rather be.

[berrehjuice]

ADDED MAMMA CRASHCOURSE TO THE LINEUP

[redbeanboi]

Business Before Pleasure, Ch. 9 (Preview)

HI!! It’s WIP Wednesday! This will likely be somewhere in the opening. And don’t worry if you’re not all caught up yet—there’s no spoilers from Chapter 8 if you haven’t gotten to it yet. I surprised myself and managed to write something out these past few weeks so I figured there might be some folks who want to see it. Here’s some of what I’ve written down so far. 

Note: As with every preview I post, this excerpt is subject to change. Hope you enjoy! 

Warning: It opens up a little gross. Might not want to read if you get queasy easily. 

The arancini, you determined, didn’t taste half as good as it did earlier when it finally shot out of your body and into the toilet.

Beside you, Giorno knelt on the tiled floor, one hand rested on your shoulder while the other made sure to catch any clothing that might get in the way. Fugo stood in the doorway of your bathroom, armed with a glass of cold water for when you were finished while Narancia and Mista fluttered back and forth in your closet, looking for a fresh set of clothes that you could change into. Gripping the edge of the seat, you turned away from Giorno and retched again. Had you escaped a marriage with Don Elio only to tumble into something much worse? And I’ve dragged them all into it.

[soopysoap]

update on that hiking thing AHHHHHHHHH

[velarishiku]

bad end vel?