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— rosekiller, explicit, major character's death
A The Secret History au that degenerated into something crazy
@katakosmos / katakosmos.tumblr.com
jarty doing body shots off of sirius
akaashi who works very hard to get muscle references for udai’s manga!! ù_ú⭐️ (why does he keep travelling to osaka to get them, tho??)
forgot to post it here for iwaoi day but here's cali iwa and his mysterious boyfie AAAAAAAA
i personally love my school. most of the students are rich, christian and absurd. either you find geniuses who know 5 languages, or world champions, or people who do unimaginable things in their free time, like going from VENICE TO ROME BY BIKE. but the fact is that we study greek and latin. we chose this school for the vibes and for the gays. so, not a single homophobic person in sight 🫶🏻
thanks for the tag @coyotelip
last age gap rosekiller microfic for this week i swear
One thing Evan loves about Barty is that he never stops flirting. Even at the most inappropriate times.
Like this: Evan is on the phone, the receiver tucked between his ear and shoulder, quickly jotting down some addresses. Barty is wandering around the office. Evan has given him some things to do—sort out paperwork, mail some letters—but he’s bored. He paces the room like a lost soul.
Evan calls him. Barty comes running.
“Search this” he orders, pointing to an address scribbled on a note.
Barty rests his elbows on the desk and bends over, playing with his tongue piercing as he types in the computer. This gives Evan the best view. What a good boy.
Evan, he has to admit, particularly loves Barty in that position. It’s his favorite of the ones they’ve tried.
Barty turns the computer screen to Evan, who slaps his ass in thanks for his work, and Barty smiles. He stands up and turns around, only walking away to grab the last letter and an envelope.
He folds the letter, puts it in the envelope. Evan nods into the phone, writes something, and then puts down his pen, while Barty comes back and sits on the desk. Sensually, slowly, and looking at Evan, he licks the top of the envelope.
He's taken aback. “Not now.”
Barty rolls his eyes.
hello love, what's your favorite bartylus hc?
hiiii
well this is a GOOD question, cause the truth is that i have a strange relationship with bartylus. it's one of those ships i love reading about but i don't really feel like it belongs to me, so it's hard for me to think about it (ps: @pansyfilia i saw your ask (bartylus microfic if you don't remember) and i swear i have the idea, i just have to find the motivation to write). sometimes i can't even imagine barty and regulus being friends.
i still think one of my favorite headcanons is deaf regulus. i'm a lover of the most unrealistic toxic stories, but sometimes i'm a softie too. communicating with a deaf person requires commitment, patience and understanding. thinking that a person can revolutionize their way of communicating just to exchange a few words with you... it's like, the supreme act of love for me.
also, when i was studying lis (italian sign language), my teacher explained to me that—obviously—physical contact is essential to get the attention of a deaf person. and this is something that we italians DON'T do, even if everyone seems to say otherwise. when we communicate, we rarely touch people, especially strangers. so, if regulus is deaf and barty's italian, it's a further revolution for him, who has to unlearn his habits and discover a new way of communicating entirely.