#photonromance

[lornaka]

Will you have a post when the Mando pins come out in your shop? I'm so excited to try and order one! (I only say try bc I'm worried they'll sell out!)

Hi!

Yes, I’ll definitely warn everyone in advance! I’ll make a notification post across all my social media a few days before I’ll make the pins available again. 

[jeusus]

❤

Thank you so much for your support you’re so goddamn nice I can’t- Let me hug you

[moonwalkingcrab]

That last Geralt/Jaskier tho 👀 Butt 👀

asdsjjsjaksj I was so focused on the kiss that I didn’t even see the booty! Good catch, my friend, thank you for bringing it to my attention.

[moonwalkingcrab]

photonromance replied to your post “You should possibly write about Clyde learning from Stensland why ICBs...”

I think they mean Irish Car Bombs. It's a drink and it's rude af

Why the fuck would you name a drink after that?!

[moonwalkingcrab]

photonromance replied to your post: I’ve been put up in a hotel for the night while...

Look at everything around you! Perhaps a hotel fic? Escorts? Traveling? Fugitives fleeing the law?

That is a fantastic suggestion my dude! At this moment in time it’s more likely to be something about pillow forts though.

[jathis]

In the Roman AU, how did Techie exactly lose his eyes??? And how was he rescued???

Techie was taken by slavers when his big brother Hux just started his rise to power in the government to Emperor. He was kept as a slave for years and during his time he endured a lot of torture and pain. This includes the removal of his eyes.

When Hux became Emperor; he assigned his most trusted General Phasma and her soldiers on a mission to search for his little brother, long thought to be dead by everyone else. Eventually Phasma found him and rescued him, bringing him back to Rome and Hux.

[iocane]

Chubby!Poe for @photonromance

Poe had never been self conscious about his body.  Not as a rolly-poly baby, of course, nor a stubby-legged little toddler.

When he learned to fly, his fingers were little sausages and his face was round.  

Adulthood had spread the softness a little, but hadn't eliminated it.  He liked flying, he liked good food, he liked enjoying whatever life the universe saw foit to let him have.  So he ate well, did what he enjoyed, and flew whenever he could.

Even naked, he wasn't bothered by his excess.  He could reach what he needed to, and he liked being cuddly.  His lovers seemed to like it, too.

It wasn't until Finn that he wondered if he should do something.

The man kept staring at him.  Always when he thought Poe wasn't looking.  They'd be lying on the warm grass after flight lessons, Poe's shirt stripped off, arms out at his sides.  His tummy and love handles bulging a bit above his waistband.  And Finn's gaze like a touch, but one he wasn't sure what it meant.

When they began to explore being more than friends, Poe tried to put it out of his mind.  It obviously didn't bother Finn *that* much or Poe would never find himself pressed against a wall with Finn's much more solid frame as they kissed.

But he kept staring.  Finally, after a picnic taken a short flight away from the base, Poe had had enough.  "Does it bother you that much, Finn?" he couldn't keep the hurt from his voice.

Finn blinked, looking startled.  He caught up quickly, though - didn't he always?  "It doesn't bother me ... at all," he breathed.  "I like it.  I keep worrying it'll go away," and Poe could swear he saw Finn blush.  “The first Order is all about hardness, no room for anything soft, even pillows.”

"The way you keep staring, I thought you had a problem with it," Poe said with a chuckle, relaxing back onto the blanket, taking a deep breath and letting it out sharply, feeling the slight jiggle.  And that's when he saw it.  *really* saw it.  The spark in Finn's eyes.

Usually when Finn got that look, Poe was in for some serious kissing.  Reaching over, Poe took Finn's hand and pressed it to the center of his belly, letting the broad, callused fingers sink into his flesh.

By the time they climbed back into the x-wing, hours later, Poe had absolutely no doubt in his mind what Finn's opinion on his body was.   He also had plans to double up on dessert more often.

[ursavorpalis]

AH! I'm glad you liked the 'bedtime kindle' bit! I really liked that when I wrote it any you're the only one that's seemed to notice! I had this image of the two older kids having this special drawer for this specific little tablet, like the paperwhite ones, no backlight, and it has it's own mythology and worship all it's own.

;____; that’s gorgeous. I’m gonna spend the rest of the day thinking about what gets uploaded on that kindle.

Harold almost vetoes Watership Down as too violent before John tells him softly, “They won’t stay ignorant of violence for long. The only thing we can do is teach them they can survive it.” Which means that Harold has to put the complete works of Pratchett there as well, even if the kids are too young for it yet. (They might not be for long.)

Mathilda is one of John’s favorite books to read to them. He secretly hates Mr. God, This is Anna, which Finch has a lingering fondness towards. 

…and of course the kidlet just wants Winnie the Pooh, the Disney version, because five year olds don’t actually have taste because they’re five, so Harold tries hard to get her to like the original version and the Moomin books while he’s at it.