Prince Parris used to believe in happily ever afters.
Emphasis on “used.” Prince’s hope of ever finding a special someone and falling in love and getting married has flown out the window. It’s not only that Prince is a dropout and struggling to find a job and still lives with his parents, but it’s also that he’s had bad experiences with dating. Every man he likes ends up looking the other way, either because they’re straight or transphobic.
Yeah. Prince Parris, the local gay and trans guy.
Prince is sure he’s going to die alone, hopefully because he suffocated from having too many dogs on his face, but at least he’ll die with a half supportive family. And when he’s picking a book up from the bookstore for his sister, he won’t develop a crush on Toni Bradley, the bookstore employee with the breathtaking smile.
➵ When her father told her she was soon to be married, Alina Solis ran away.
Constantly being told to behave like a lady and smile for men was one of the main reasons Alina hated her dad, and she wasn’t about to let him force her into a marriage for more money. So she did what she’s been trying to do ever since she could understand words. Run away.
Running through the streets of Binnor alone is never a good idea, but what else could she do? Running never felt so good, so life giving, so free. Even when she bumps into a stranger and gets threatened, she feels alive. And when she’s saved by another stranger, she can’t help but feel like this was right.
But her savior wasn’t the hero, and Alina knew she was in danger when he smiled at her.
When Blanche Wells went out for a drink, he didn’t expect to run into the princess.
It was some kind of odd luck, running into the daughter of the man he’s trying to kill. He knew there will be something bad in return because of it, but he couldn’t worry about that now. All he needed to do was get the princess on his side, or force her to come with him. The Mockingbird needed this win, and Blanche won’t take pity on a runaway girl when she could be useful to his gang.
What he didn’t expect was for the princess to fight back. Her words were not only defensive and careful, but Blanche could tell she wasn’t afraid to fight. It made Blanche’s job harder, but who was he to back away from a challenge?
And it might just work, if Blanche changes his position. If Blanche could get her to fight for him, he might just win.
wasteland worldbuilding ❃ a brief guide to rabbitweed
drawings and excerpts taken from Petra’s personal notebook.
Rabbitweed (scientific name: Trifolium Oryctolagus), is an incredibly invasive plant in the clover family that still gives me nightmares to this day.
❃properties
Rabbitweed plants grow between 20 and 40 cm tall. They have the classic clover trifoliate leaf formation. Each stem will have two sets of leaves, tipped with a yellow flower. Stems are thin and fuzzy from the root to the flower.
These little pesky buggers will grow anywhere. They find a place to latch their little roots and multiply like, well, rabbits. They can thrive in sun, shade, dry or wet conditions, and in all types of soil.
❃uses
In traditional medicine (sometimes here in Sayntagnesia, but particularly in Ghillairde), rabbitweed is used to ease skin irritation. The leaves and flowers are ground, fresh, into a paste and mixed with water or grease, with the occasional addition of baking soda. In Ghillairde, this practice was sometimes used in religious ceremonies involving Hepplings, to soothe scars left by the use of their powers.
(note: I’ve tried it on my eczema, and although it’s somewhat effective and costs WAY less than buying actual eczema cream, I have a personal vendetta against it that keeps me from using it more often.)
❃personal notes
Back home in Lysseraves, some rabbitweed once found its way into my garden and choked out all my flowers and I have never forgiven it since.
* I realize how subjective this article is compared to my other entries, but I just HATE this stupid plant so much.
Okay, love might be too strong of a word, but Benji is crushing hard on Andy either way. Is that weird? For a barista to be in love with one of the customers? But he just can’t help it, with their give no shits attitude and cocky smile. He can’t stop thinking about him, and even the hearts he leaves on the name doesn’t seem to get though them.
James Rose is in love with Benji Hall.
He’s been in love with his best friend since childhood, but a part of him believes Benji will never love him that way. All the platonic “I love you’s” hurt, but James is learning to accept it, and what would be better but to set him up with Andromeda? It’s so obvious, the way he talks about them. James wishes he would talk about him the same way, but he’d rather Benji be with someone he likes.
Andromeda Brown doesn’t know what to do next.
It seems like the only stable thing in their life is the coffee shop they go to with the cute barista. Andy doesn’t even like coffee that much, but who are they to deny the chance of seeing someone so cute? Especially since the barista leaves cute hearts around their name. But romance takes a lot of effort, and Andy doesn’t want to go in blind and get their heart broken. If only someone could help them out...
Mostly because her anxiety gets to her if she’s all alone, and she doubts she’d be able to keep the house or herself clean without some help. That leaves her with the only choice of finding a roommate, but she doesn’t have any friends.
So choosing the obvious choice, she hops onto Criggslist, the perfect place to find a roommate. When someone responds, she doesn’t expect it to be her childhood best friend. Pepper hadn’t talked to Olli Becks in years, not since she moved and didn’t keep touch. Pepper remembers having a crush on her, and she can’t help but think that this might be fate.
Accepting Olli’s request, the two go on a totally not date to meet and know each other more before deciding if they’re going to move in together. But how could Pepper possibly say no? Olli is just how she remembers her, beautiful and powerful and kind, and Pepper could feel herself falling in love all over again.
Her whole life she’s tried to follow her father’s wishes of marrying a rich man. Marry rich, become rich, and give your father that money. It’s an easy job, every man loves Clara.
Ha! Yeah, right, they only like her for her looks. They only want her so she could do all the housework and give them heirs. But that isn’t who Clara wants to be, and she’d rather die than marry a rich man who will only use her as a toy.
That’s when she meets Kenji Moore. Well, she had to save him first, a monster was chasing him and Clara wasn’t an evil person. But, oh, the realization that hit when she saw that she had saved the legendary and prophesied hero! She, Clara Sands, had saved the strongest and most popular man in existence!
It only made sense that she immediately begged him to let her join his mission. She needed to escape from her dad, needed to escape from all the men that wanted her for her looks, needed to live! And who’s Kenji to say no to a desperate call?
Setting off on an adventure to find the all powerful sword Cassandra, Clara finds more than what she seeked. What’s a good story without romance and sword fighting gays, after all?
Hey!! Thank you so much for 100 followers, I didn’t expect to get so far! First I’d like to thank @/the-queer-library discord server for helping me along my writing journey! I wouldn’t be here writing without them <33
I’d like to celebrate by writing a few drabbles! Submit me some prompts or one liners, or even AUs for my wips! Again, thank you all for following!
Her past of fighting evil and transforming into a girl with a cute outfit and magical powers was over, and it was just that, the past. She has a job, a wife, and a kid on the way. She doesn’t have time to dwell on the past or wish for something like it again. She’s an adult now, not a teenager wishing for a purpose.
So why is her pen back on her dresser? She knew she threw it away, but it isn’t too surprising that a magical weapon like that can’t be broken. Amelia is worried about what this could mean, and when her wife doesn’t come back from work, she connects the dots.
Evil is back, and Amelia has to gather the Garden Girls (ugh, terrible name) once again. Amelia will do anything to save her wife, even if it means transforming into a magical girl.
“ One ⭐ = One thing we learn about your main character in your WIP! “
Listen Anon I love you but also why. You’re making me think
1. Vivian used to love to cook, and in a chapter she and Kat go buying supplies to make a dinner for the group. Vivian rekindles their love for cooking, and they start making more things for the group
2. Vivian actually didn’t start questioning their gender until they were an adult. They were always uncomfortable being referred to as female, but never knew why until she started living on her own and researching.
“ One ⭐ = One thing we learn about your main character in your WIP! “
Vivian suffers from depression and anxiety, but was only just recently diagnosed. They hate taking their meds, and have thrown them away countless times.
Character Personality ➸ Vivian is quiet and reserved. Unless needed to speak, they won’t say anything. She’s an observer, but only remembers little of what she sees. Viv doesn’t speak up for themselves, and fears being the weird person again. They enjoy reading books as a form of escape from the real world, but never share their thoughts on a book with others. She wishes she could belong somewhere, but constantly tells herself she’s not worth attention.
Excerpt ➷
Vivian tapped her nails on the steering wheel, biting her lip as she glanced out the window.
This was it. The day Vivian finally met the LGBT+ group. She had days to prepare for this day, and yet her chest hurt so much and oh goodness, it was so hard to breathe now. She closed her eyes, feeling panic wash over her. She tightened her grip on the steering wheel, focusing on the instrumental coming from her Bluetooth.
She took a deep breath in, smelling the slightly dirty car smell. How long has it been since they washed this car? They opened their eyes, seeing the building in front of her. You’re okay, they said to themselves. You’re just being irrational.
Turning off the car, Vivian opened the door and got out, gently closing the door before they could change their mind. It was a windy day, with little sun and the smell of rain in the air. She was lucky, arriving just after the rain had stopped. They hugged their jacket closer, making their way to the door. Hand on the handle, she took a deep breath. This was it. No going back.
Character Personality ➸ Kat is a bubbly, slightly flirty woman. She’s understanding and sympathetic, and always tries to lighten the mood. She tries to avoid serious conversations, but when discussing a topic she’s passionate about she won’t be afraid to defend it and herself. Kat is very friendly with strangers, and doesn’t fear being judged. She does what she wants with her body, and it’s none of your fucking business.
Excerpt ➷
Vivian searched for the owner of the voice, and saw a pale skinned woman with bright red hair. She had black sunglasses on her head, a black beret at her lap, and wore a pink sleeveless shirt with a white collar. She had a black jacket covering her shoulders, and a black skirt with black heels. She pulled her hair back, and Vivian noticed golden earrings.
She was stunning, and Vivian felt their breath stop.
“That’s the cute face I’d like to see. The name’s Katherine McCallister, but I prefer Kat. I’m a blogger, part time model, and available.” She winked at Viv then, and Viv felt heat rush to their cheeks.
Character Personality ➸ Kat is a bubbly, slightly flirty woman. She’s understanding and sympathetic, and always tries to lighten the mood. She tries to avoid serious conversations, but when discussing a topic she’s passionate about she won’t be afraid to defend it and herself. Kat is very friendly with strangers, and doesn’t fear being judged. She does what she wants with her body, and it’s none of your fucking business.
Excerpt ➷
Vivian searched for the owner of the voice, and saw a pale skinned woman with bright red hair. She had black sunglasses on her head, a black beret at her lap, and wore a pink sleeveless shirt with a white collar. She had a black jacket covering her shoulders, and a black skirt with black heels. She pulled her hair back, and Vivian noticed golden earrings.
She was stunning, and Vivian felt their breath stop.
“That’s the cute face I’d like to see. The name’s Katherine McCallister, but I prefer Kat. I’m a blogger, part time model, and available.” She winked at Viv then, and Viv felt heat rush to their cheeks.
It’s so old fashioned, and Will is already twenty. He can almost drink, and he can definitely make his own decisions. So why does his parent suddenly want him to marry the CEO of a wealthy company? Day after day, his parents try to talk him into it, and have lately started to threaten him. Saying it was “their only hope” and “you're our son and you do what we tell you.”
So here he is, twenty and fiance to Maximus Hearst, the head businessman behind the Hearst Technology company. Will would rather die than marry a businessman, and when Will meets Maximus, he thinks that there’s no man alive worse than his future husband.
On their wedding day, something goes wrong. Cutting an opening to a city in a different world wasn’t how Will wanted to have his wedding day, but when a stranger offers to help him get rid of Maximus, Will is quick to agree.
Will soon realizes, however, that staying in this world will only cause his death, and his rare ability may be the very destruction of everyone and everything.
@flashfictionfridayofficial Here’s my writing for this Friday! Written for my wip Feb 14th!
Word count: 475
To say that Adrian was nervous would be a huge understatement.
He watched as Sunny walked around Adrian’s room, gently touching everything and looking with interest.
“You have a lot of books.” Sunny said, nodding at Adrian’s bookshelves. Sunny crouched, looking through Adrian’s books. It made Adrian feel like he was about to be judged. But Sunny said nothing, standing back up and taking a few steps towards Adrian. He glanced at the spot next to Adrian, asking if he could sit next to him without using words.
Adrian’s bed was his comfort place, letting someone else sit on it was a statement of trust. He hesitated, but then nodded. As much as Adrian tried not to admit it, he trusted the other man.
Sunny sat on the bed, and his presence made Adrian tighten his shoulders. He was staring at the ground, unmoving and his heart beating quick. He felt Sunny’s hand under his chin, and he looked up at him as Sunny moved his head.
“Hey.” Sunny’s voice was soft, gentle, and he had a small smile on his face.
“Hey.” Adrian responded, his throat dry and voice quiet. Sunny moved his hand, pushing back the hair that was falling on Adrian’s face. It was a gentle touch, one might share with a close friend or lover, and it made Adrian swallow.
“I can leave if you want me to.” Sunny whispered, but Adrian knew he didn’t want to leave. And Adrian didn’t want him to leave either, so he just shook his head. Adrian took in a deep breath, like Sunny had told him before, and closed his eyes at the hand at his cheek.
“I’m scared.” It was easier to admit his feeling when he couldn’t see Sunny’s face. “Scared that I’ll mess this up, that you’ll leave me because of… because of something I do.”
Sunny was quiet, and Adrian continued.
“I’m scared that you won’t like me because… I’m too anxious, or boring, or whatever.” Adrian opened his eyes, staring into Sunny’s blue eyes. Sunny’s eyes reminded him of freedom. Of the ability to do whatever and be whatever, with no judgement or fear. It reminded him of being able to love without worry.
“I’m scared that this day will end without us being together.” He finished, his last words being more quiet than the others. Sunny’s hand had moved to Adrian’s neck, and he pushed him forward gently. Adrian felt his breath hitch, watching as Sunny’s gaze moved down to his lips.
“I’m scared, too.” Sunny said softly, moving closer. “I’m afraid that if I gave you my heart, you’ll realize how broken it is and want to return it. Don’t take my heart if you’ll destroy it further, Adrian Santos.”
“Only if you don’t destroy mine.” Adrian said back, and Sunny closed the distance between them.
The coffee shop wasn’t too busy this evening, which was perfect for Abby. The blue-eyed blonde loved it when the shop was just a little busy, with a few people talking and the smell of coffee and tea overwhelming her senses. If heaven was designed to the person, this would be hers.
