#wes!

[stoatmage]

My most current fursona ref sheet!!! Wes is new and improved B)

[dailydavidlynch]

TODAY'S NUMBER IS... 9/25/20

[disabledfantasy]

Diabetic vampire?

I think you’ll like foolishlittleshark, diabetic vampires are kinda their thing ;)

[sothinky]

Glee Poems Roundup ICYMI

AN: There were SEVEN poems last night (with minor edits), thanks to your lovely prompts. I don't think you've really tripped me up yet. Maybe next time you'll try harder ;)

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teiledesganzen asked you: Marley/Unique, huge, haiku

The Difference Confidence Makes

One fills the whole room,  the curves of her dress, the air— a supernova

of sound. The other pictures herself a black hole, so full, so empty.

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Nonnie wanted: platonic Blam, bickering over pizza toppings, limerick

(Nightbird Prefers Spinach and Mushrooms) 

The gavel’s come down on the meeting, as heroes roll eyes at the ceiling. The suit-wearing Blonde of greens isn’t fond; he holds up the group’s pizza eating.

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luckyjak asked you: Blam (ship or friends), ballad, prompt: knight/night

Snow Crush

One winter’s eve, with practice done, they headed for their cars— and as they walked, the snow began to settle on the ground.

It fell in light, connected flakes that landed on their lashes. Giggling now, they made white tracks, their breath like puffs of smoke.

The two boys finally stopped their play and stood next to their cars. Not quite sure what they should say They parted in the dark.

The brown-haired boy kept fixed upon the tail lights of the other, wondering when the blonde became his knight in wintry armor. 

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soundingonlyatnightasyousleep asked you: Artie+Unique, "direct," ballad stanza. I love this game!

strong black woman

she gets right in his face sometimes,  pointing with her finger— and asks when he will realize that she takes no direction.

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teiledesganzen asked you: Kurt/Rachel, dishes, limerick

Roomies

When Rachel and Kurt do the dishes, the activity leaves them in stitches. Bubbles float on the air,  while they sing Fred Astaire—  or that song about two sister witches.

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misqueue asked you: Kurt/Blaine, sewing Ballad stanza?  

Form and Function

It’s the middle of the night,  within the darkened loft.  By the tiny glow of light  Kurt’s alone at work.

The soft light shines from his machine—  it purrs an ordered hem.  Kurt keeps a steady pressure on  the pedal on the floor.

This work he does is tailoring—  just making his clothes fit.  It’s not about the artistry  he knows he could achieve.

The snip of shears reminds him of  a moment in a flash—  of twirling in a skirt of plaid—  his lover looking on.

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poemsingreenink asked you: Wes, Blaine, summer, haiku

Six Flags

The boys share the stage— heat and sweat envelops them,  screams pierce through applause.

Wes shrugs his shoulders, starts to speak, his words swallowed by sleek, steel coasters.