not to scare anyone but im writing basilio/isagani internalized homophobia and cisheteronormativity fic. im swinging at this with insane levels of catholicism. we are medicalizing this shit. its going to be so sad basilio will wish he was dead
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not to scare anyone but im writing basilio/isagani internalized homophobia and cisheteronormativity fic. im swinging at this with insane levels of catholicism. we are medicalizing this shit. its going to be so sad basilio will wish he was dead
soup :)
apparently señor Rizal wrote noli at 26, but unfortunately the best I can do is this stupid ass Yrliet fanfic so whatevs
SCREAMING everytime Gaunt describes Rawne. Uhuh. What else you wanna see dem killer's hands do boy!!!!
in which a very sweet and clueless Malkavian fledgling asks the Voerman sisters out on a date, except they argue for two whole nights about who is being asked out.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/64554952
“Is that the best you got? I’m a whore?! Huh? Is that it? Well, at least I’m not a stuck up bitch whose never been anyone’s crush. You should have counted your lucky stars when that Toreador Prince swung by, but no! Because of course Therese Boreman is allergic to romance!”
“Ha! You must think your shameless behavior is romantic. You’re a Jezebel, not a Juliet.”
“You wound me with your turn of the century barbs!” Jeanette sighs deeply, “Oh, oh, whatever shall I do?! Romeo, oh Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?”
That is Aylin’s cue! The Lady is right! Her loves were merely waiting for her advance, and now that the cue is here, well! She stands close to the door and puts her mouth close to it, speaking loud and clear:
“Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven! Shall I hear more or shall I speak at this?” Aylin twirls a lock of hair between her fingers.
Silence. Something glass or porcelain crashes to the floor.
“I don’t remember calling you up.” Therese replies.
“Oh, enough! She likely heard all your uppity whining.”
“The orchard walls are high and hard to climb, but with love’s light wings did I overperch these walls!” Aylin twiddles her thumbs. There is a hangnail on the corner of her left thumb. She picks at it, “You accepted my flowers. I wanted to know if you liked them, but if you found them hateful only say the word! I’ll scour the earth for better ones!”
“See! I told you they were for me!” Jeanette hisses.
On Sanguinalia, the God Emperor rewards his faithful 🙏
And Rana always goes to mass (and wages holy war but this is a season of rest mkay) 🤲✨️
Thank you @whitepeachterminator for the gift of gooning 😭💖💖💖💖💖💖 i hope you can hear me squealing. Im touching calligos' dick like it's my fiance and i am a soldier in a trench sent away to war.
take my hand, we can be warhammer chuds together.
I highly recommend cooking a niche AU in your mind through the process of Yes And. Conversation went from "we should give him tatts" to "technically arent all the rogue traders space sea raider war lords" to "i need to see that man in the boxer codex".
I need to go bully friend in the phone into doing Space Poland in Warhammer 40k. Im so srs.
Anyway. More from the AU under the cut.