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[naamahdarling]

Tell me something embarrassing about Solomon because I enjoy his discomfort

Mama Eden did, and frequently still does, discuss embarrassing things he did as a small child.  She, like you, derives significant amusement from his discomfort.

So, here’s a list of things of varying levels of embarrassing.  Take your pick.

He went through a longggggg period of pretending he was an animal.  For at least part of every afternoon – often at the most inconvenient times – insisting on being reacted to as though he was.  

This led to him stalking strangers through grocery stores, uttering occasional threatening growls; screaming loudly and pouncing (on people he knew), responding only in barks, meows, and hisses; eating very strange things such as actual cat food; peeing on things once or twice, etc.

This – the private imagining, not the actual outward behavior – is something he still resorts to when he’s feeling unwell or out of sorts.  Pet the kitty, love the puppy, leave foxie alone under his pillow fort it’s not time for dinner yet.  He’s found it’s easier to be kind to himself and give himself the space/comfort/whatever it is he needs if he thinks of himself as an animal.

Was a late thumb-sucker.

Will not use public bathrooms for anything besides reluctant peeing or urgent emergencies.  Demands a huge amount of personal space surrounding personal habits and bodily functions.  Eden delights in pestering him when he’s in the shower.

Likewise – and you know about this one – he has a mortal dread of other people in a not-sexy context seeing him naked.  He isn’t ashamed, he just has really strong feelings about things like locker rooms.  (I really feel for him, actually.)

So he’s a little uptight.

Saw Jurassic Park, has been terrified of velociraptors ever since.

Inordinately fond of chickens.

Will freak if he’s in a body of natural water and feels anything brush him.

Has a hidden folder of handwritten poetry taped to the underside of his study desk in his bedroom.  This may be the most embarrassing.

Cries more than you think he does.  Cries kind of a lot.

Has a small stuffed bunny under his pillow.  Pretend not to notice it, for god’s sake.

I mean, basically he’s still a kid, he has a lot of weird transitional kid things going on.

[naamahdarling]

What is Sebastian's biggest fear?

As a wealthy, attractive, white, essentially immortal dude, he’s sitting on top of a shitton of privilege, so that removes a lot of fears.

He’s old, but he’s still “young” in terms of what he is -- he’s somewhere between 150 and 200.  Still, the “numbness” has started to set in.  He’s seen several sets of peers age out of the game, he’s the only person around who remembers the origins of the town from its very first settlement by white people.  He’s the expert on Reverie, what she is, why she’s there, what she is there to do.  He’s built the town to last, and to have a larger purpose, and that matters to him.  As a one-time fugitive, the work he does helping strays -- however sketchy his means can be -- is very important to him.

So he fears not caring about life or what happens to him or the people around him.  He fears not being able to really care about people.  He essentially fears losing the place and people he loves to apathy.

He doesn’t worry that the world will forget about him, he worries that he will stop caring about the world.

It’s a very meta fear.  He’s detached from it most of the time but it worries him a great deal, especially around people like Thane or Danny, who are very human, who are genuinely good people clean through.  He’s afraid he’ll stop caring about that, because he can already feel himself starting to.

[strangeerror465]

Yusef is big and tough and scary, and he LOVES sweets. He has a huge sweet tooth. When he makes iced tea, he has to make two pitchers. One for himself and one for everyone else, because he puts so much sugar in his. He drinks overly sweetened coffee, likes maple syrup on anything breakfast, and always has dessert. His favorite dessert is the coconut meringue pie at the BBQ place on Highway 62.

Etienne is tall, but he isn’t tough and isn’t really that scary looking normally (when he’s in the water it’s a little different but scary isn’t really his thing.) He also has an insane sweet tooth though. Mostly for chocolate. He will eat anything that has chocolate on it. 

Bonus!

My kelpie Declan doesn’t process sugar very well so anything that’s too sugary gives him horrible stomach cramps. Like he’s actually on the floor hurting. 

[naamahdarling]

Rohland loves applesauce, but only homemade from the apples from his family's orchard. He won't eat the store bought stuff.

Pretty sure Eden gets their apple butter from Roh’s parents’ place.

Also pretty sure Ariel was like 16 before he realized there’s no butter in apple butter, ‘cause he’d never seen it made.

[naamahdarling]

For Joey: Do you have any unpopular opinions? For Ariel: What's the biggest lie you've ever told? Did you get caught? For Tank: When was the last time you cried? Thane: Have you ever been arrested?

ARIEL SEZ:

I don’t lie much.  Yeah, I’ve told some big ones, but most of them just . . . don’t feel that bad -- I had a good reason.  The one that bothers me is one of the only ones that was totally selfish, and involved the whole damn family.

So I went to school with this tank-sized turbo-Christian jock named Harrison.  “Scary Harry.”  At some point we hit it off and wound up helping each other with homework, and he eventually wound up telling me that he was attracted to dudes.  Rather, a dude.  Specifically, me.

Naturally, I was really fucking flattered that he trusted me with this, and he was glad to have someone to talk to about it, and I was more than happy to help, and it wasn’t long before we wound up necking in the library.

We met up a bunch to fool around, but never did the do -- we simply couldn’t organize a time and place that would work.  I could have asked my moms to take Solomon and vacate for an afternoon, but I was younger and shyer and I hadn’t done much sex stuff before, so I didn’t want to deal with the aftermath of that -- with them being HAPPY FOR ME.  So we just fumbled around doing what we could where and when we could, until.

I am so sorry.

I’m so sorry, bro.

Until my brother won some sort of regional art award for this incredible calligraphy sun thing he did.  And it was going to be an hour and a half to the awards ceremony.

So I faked being sick.  Pretty elaborately, too.  Like, I didn’t need to put that much effort into it.

Pretty sure my performance was crap, but . . . I hardly ever lied about stuff. They didn’t suspect.  They just said they were really sorry and took babybro off and left me alone in the house.

You have to understand how much I wanted this guy.  He was gorgeous and I am so fucking shallow my god and he kissed like the goddamn gates of heaven opening, and whenever I . . . he got this look like . . . so yeah, the instant they were gone I called Harrison over and then got four and a half hours worth of laid.  And it was fantastic.

And nobody ever knew.

Moms and Solomon got home.  The contest folks had framed the piece up really nice for the display at the art center, and Solomon -- baby bro, I love you so much, you mean the world to me -- Solomon came and gave it to me with the ribbon still on it.  I swear to god I felt like I’d stabbed a unicorn.

And now it hangs over the bed that Scary Harry and I flip-fucked in.

I feel bad about it, still, but it was worth it.  It would have been worth it to get caught.  We didn’t wind up dating, but we hooked up a few times after that, and yeah.  Yeah, I have nothing but good memories of Harrison.

I am so sorry, buddy.  I love you.  That is my favorite thing in my room, JSYK.  I am really really sorry I didn’t come to the awards thing.  I should have.  I was a bad brother.

JOEY SEZ:

Unpopular opinions? If you consider extreme left-wing stuff to be unpopular opinions, I have a ton of them.

Playing in the water is a ridiculous waste of time.  Kids should not be able to drive until they’re 18.  Recycling on the household level is pointless.  Since they involve no deeper education and only encourage extreme behavior, health crazes do more harm than good long-term.  Dress codes at schools and places of employment only hinder academic success and job performance, and are inherently classist and often enforced in a horrifically racist way.

TANK SEZ:

Crying?  I don’t know what you consider “crying.”  Because I only count it if I get my magnificent beard wet.  All the rest is just my eyes waterin’.  Which last happened when I sold my first novel.

(Editor’s note: It’s highly likely Tank has gotten shitfaced drunk by himself and cried in sympathy for his BFF’s plight, and in frustration at his own.  Long distance relationships suck.)

THANE SEZ:

Have I been arrested?  Oh, wow.  Yeah, I have.

Here’s a list of shit I was never arrested for, but definitely did:

aggravated assault/vehicular assault/assault with a deadly weaponbreaking and enteringlarceny/grand larcenylitteringloiteringperforming a sex act in semi-publicaiding and abetting a fugitivefleeing the scene of a crimeshopliftingpossession of illegal weaponspossession of illegal drugsdriving without a license/insurancegiving alcohol to minorspeeing on stuff in publicdestruction of public propertyvandalismdefacing government propertybeing naked in publichunting out of seasonpretty sure some sex acts I have performed would be considered illegalentering a crime scene that had been cordoned off by the cops (I’m assuming that was illegal)selling stolen shit to shady charactersgoing out with full-shifted relatives not on leashesabout 900 incidents of trespassing I did not get nailed fora bunch of other shit I don’t recall

Here’s a list of shit I was arrested for:

Sneaking in to a music festival.  Prob. would have gotten away with it, but I was with a group of acquaintances.  I made a huge fuss to keep security busy while the others got away.  It was inconvenient and aggravating at the time, but I got a lot of mileage out of that one.

[naamahdarling]

Sebastian - Justice; Thane - The Hanged Man and The Empress

THANE SEZ:

The Empress … what would I name my kids?  Oh, jeez, no, I’m never having kids, I’m a terrible parent.  But if I had to, it’d be Dexter Thomas Bishop for a boy, after Dex, the best brother I ever had, and Tank, who is the biggest and most loyal asshole I’ve ever known.  And Jasmine Hope Bishop for a girl, after my niece, who I honestly hope to god is still alive.  Probably that is what I would name them.  Unless I thought of something better, or the other parent had a better idea, which they probably would.  I’m not good at this.

The Hanged Man … bad habits.  Uh.  You know it’s a lot harder to be aware of your bad habits when you don’t live with anyone who will call you on them, right?  Jordan and I are just bad habits all around.  Laundry, I think.  Probably.  You’ve heard the term “floordrobe,” right?  That.  I am not proud of it.  Or apparently, I have really bad timing, so, there’s that.  Ask Roux about it.  Spectacularly bad timing.

SEBASTIAN SAYS:

Justice.  Something I’ve been dying to admit or confess.  Hmm.

Well, a great many of the things that dig at me are things that are illegal, or would otherwise make my life difficult if they came out, so I can’t share those.

Those aside, probably that there are some business contacts I truly despise, and I would love to tell them to their faces, but because I need them I can’t.

That’s one of the worst things about this job.  The people I sometimes have to tolerate.

Oh.  Oh, maybe I do have one.

Daniel?  Little Daniel?  He’s going to leave eventually, and I really don’t want him to.  He’s one of my best, maybe the best in terms of actually getting along with patrons on a level that goes beyond “sure, I’ll say whatever you want to hear for a couple of hours.”

And more than that, he’s a very useful boy to me personally.  He puts off a lot of sexual energy. Roux is sexier because he’s part lilim -- succubus or incubus -- but his energy isn’t really something I can feed on.  I can feel what he does, I enjoy it more than I can adequately express in words, but it doesn’t recharge me.  It just leaves me wanting more.  That’s its own variety of very pleasant, but for actual sustenance I need someone like Danny, someone ordinary and human and soft and flagrantly and relentlessly multiorgasmic.  He really is delightful.  Affectionate, low-maintenance, fuzzy, cuddly, obedient, honest.

So, no, I don’t want to part with him.  And I don’t want to say so because if he chooses to stay, he really needs to do it on his own, and he needs to feel like he can go if he wants to.  He needs that freedom.

I rather think that if he does go, he’ll be back within a year.  There’s something about that boy that just … needs keeping.  I don’t trust anyone else to do it right.

[strangeerror465]

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I’m so sorry your brother is an asswaffle. Your cupcakes are beautiful and he’s a pooface.

Thank you sweetheart. I really appreciate it. <3

[mangsney]

Emergency commissions to help a friend

I’ve already reblogged pinkrocksugar's Home Invasion Recovery posts (long story short: robbed at gunpoint in her own home, virtually everything was taken), and the support she’s already received is amazing. Unfortunately the poor dear’s ordeal isn’t over (a damaged car to pay for on top of everything else), and she needs more help.

So here’s the deal.

I’m offering cheap sketch/lineart commissions to try to raise money to help her. Every single dollar raised will be sent to pinkrocksugar via PayPal, and I will post a screenshot of the confirmation email.

Feel free to browse my Art tag for more examples of what I do.

I've never done anything like this, I can’t always draw every single day and I’m not the fastest artist out there, but I really want to try this.

Payment via PayPal is preferred, but if you'd rather donate directly on pinkrocksugar's gofundme page and send me proof to claim your drawing, that can work too.

Please feel free to contact me here on tumblr, on deviantART or even twitter to discuss your commission (I will have to decline if I feel uncomfortable or don’t think I can do it -- I'm afraid that includes furries & mecha).

Even if you're not interested or can't afford it, please reblog so I can help my friend some more.