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FREDDY CARTER styled by Gareth Scourfield

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Elizabeth Robinson, Brothers

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Hades didn't leave.

He didn't leave and he didn't get annoyed, either. Instead, he did exactly what Lou wanted. He stayed and he snuggled up behind him, kissed him and spoke sweetly.

Hades rarely did these things and Lou never asked. He didn't know how. He hadn't grown up in an atmosphere where you asked for what you wanted. You either took it or you suffered in silence. Lou was very good at suffering in silence.

At first, he didn't say anything. He just hummed a little and moved his hand, sliding it over the one that Hades curled around his chest. He searched around, eyes closed, for Hades' fingers, threading them together and then tucking both their hands up under his chin.

It should be enough: Hades' warm body and warm breath, but that feeling was still there. And it was just getting heavier and heavier. Lou tried to keep his eyes closed against it.

"Non, merci," he murmured with a contented little sigh. "This is fine."

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Bedhead || [LOUD]

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Painting with markers

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“I’m so glad you’re here… If you weren’t I should be blue…very blue…almost navy blue. Dreams and make believes are all very well in the daytime and the sunshine, but when dark and storm come they fail to satisfy. One wants real things then.”

— L.M. Montgomery, from Anne of Avonlea (via luthienne)

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"Victoire."

The white Shiba Inu looked up at him, blinking innocently.

"Joue bien."

She wagged her curled tail once and then looked back at the much smaller dog. Victoire rarely tolerated other dogs. She only did so with Shuck because she was afraid of him. Honestly, Lou wasn't even sure why he took her to the dog park, considering she mostly insisted at just sitting by his feet as he read his book.

But, occasionally, she allowed Evelyn into her space.

The Shiba reached her nose down to sniff curiously at the Whippet.

"How have you been, Holley?" Lou asked casually, keeping one eye on the dogs. Well, his dog, mostly.

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Puppy Love || Lolley

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Hades' lips were warm, but too brief, as they pressed against his mussed hair. They hardly even touched his skin. And he was going to slip away into the shower and then down to breakfast and off to work, leaving Lou alone in the empty, cluttered house.

Lou should be used to it, of course. It was the same nearly every day. Everyone left, because they had important things to do. The children went to school. And Lou was alone with his thoughts. Never a good place to be, they haunted him like ghosts. Like poltergeists. Like ghouls, feeding on all the parts of himself that he liked until there was only the ugly parts left.

He didn't let go of Hades, though, to be honest, it was difficult to hold onto his bare skin, so his hand was still just hooked around his rib cage. Trying not to seem like he was clinging. The last thing he wanted to be was so obviously lonely that he looked desperate.

The thought burned through him and his fingers loosened, slipping off across Hades chest before he curled it up against his own chin, pushing his face into the pillow.

"Not hungry," he said.

Which--Lou was always hungry after full moons. It was one of the only times that he ate ravenously and did not consider closely what it was he was eating. He could eat his eggs runny and let them touch up against imperfectly toasted toast.

The hunger that gnawed now at his stomach wasn't searching for food at all, but company.

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Bedhead || [LOUD]

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Should Toulouse feel badly? Perhaps, but he certainly didn't think so.

He was not stopping her from going on her date. He had told her if she wanted to leave, she could. It was not his fault that she had realized that, perhaps, she was in the wrong.

If anything, Lou was satisfied that he had won the battle. He must have been looking very pleased with himself, because Nounou turned to him, clicking her tongue after Marie disappeared.

"What?" Lou asked innocently, but she just disappeared back into the kitchen. Lou leaned forward to pick up his teacup.

"That was rather harsh, mon chou," Adelaide said. "I just want you all to get along."

Lou pat his mother's knee comfortingly. "It will be just fine," he told his beloved, fretful mother. "Marie just needs to learn everything is not about her."

Adelaide took a sip of her tea, a nervous hum in her throat.

"I will be very nice at dinner," Lou promised his mother and, really, he had no plans not to be. After all, he had won the battle.

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Au Revoir || [Marou]

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Toulouse was not impressed with Midler Manor. Why would he be? Lou had grown up in such fine houses. All of his friends had had such fine houses. He rarely went anywhere that wasn't a multi-million dollar mansion when he had been young.

It took a great deal to impress him.

However, he did find himself comfortable at once. This was the sort of place he understood. Knew his place within. It had been a surprising amount of time since he had crossed the threshold into a mansion like this (that was not his family's home, of course.) He surprised himself with how much he missed it. There was so much space, he felt like he could breathe.

He also appreciated the butler, who he introduced himself to and nodded his head at, but otherwise mostly ignored.

When Georgette appeared, he smiled a polite, professional, and polished smile. "Enchanté," he said. "Please, lead the way." He gestured for her to do so.

"Is this Statuario marble?" he asked, tapping his boot against the floor before starting after her.

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Art & Vanity | Louette

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Toulouse's lips twitched in an almost smile at Maggie's insistence that the portrait was her idea.

"Ah, I see. We have to capture the queen at the beginning of her reign, hm?" he said to Maggie.

"Can I be in the picture?" Opal said, eyes wide as she looked between Maggie and Lou, not sure who she should be asking.

"Portrait," Lou corrected gently. "And I believe this is just for Queen Maggie's kingdom. If you'd like a portrait I can do one for you too." Of course, Lou had hundreds of drawings of Opal--from all ages, but they were mostly sketches done quickly when Opal was sleeping or playing and not paying attention to me. He'd never, actually, painted any of his children or partners. He wasn't really sure why.

"What about one of me and Queen Maggie, but not Uncle Howl?" Opal immediately started bargaining, a habit she'd picked up from Belle and Hades.

"We can do that, later. I think Howl and Maggie want one for themselves."

"Queen Maggie."

"Apologies, Queen Maggie."

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House of Pendragon || Houling Like a Wolf

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The Aristocats (1970)

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"So?" Lou said in a puff of breath against Hades' neck.

He meant it the protest truthfully: so? So what? None of Hades' appointments were really that pressing. Swynlake was not, currently, falling down around their ears. There were times when it was. Lou hated those times especially strongly.

But for now--the morning was quiet, still chilly, and overcast. It beckoned for more sleep. For warm beds. For Hades' hand in his hair.

And Hades was so busy. Everyone was so busy. Belle with work. Hades with work. Marie with her dates.

Berlioz leaving them all behind.

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Bedhead || [LOUD]

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The Wolf Sings for the Moon: Part Four: The Pink Moon or Chaitra Purnima |O| [Self-para]

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“Hello, Lou,” Raksha said with a smile as she sat Dhaumya down on the couch in the living room of the Nook. “We missed you yesterday.” 

Lou gave a brief, unemotional smile. “Yes, I was busy.” 

He hadn’t been busy. In fact, he had laid in bed for most of the day, only getting up to go lay on the couch whilst the children played in the evening, wishing for another nap. The whole day all of his limbs had felt as if they were full of heavy, wet sand. He had just wanted to sleep. 

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Mornings after the full moon always came slowly to Toulouse. His head always felt fuzzy. His body ached even on nights when he and Hades (and sometimes Belle, but less frequently), did not go on their late night romps through the woods. Just the act of being a wolf, bones contorted unnaturally, left him exhausted. His body felt heavy, pressed into the bed like a weight was sitting on his chest.

The spring morning was lovely, if not slightly overcast. The sky was muted pinks and oranges through the curtains. The colours crawled across the bed and woke Lou up as gently as they could. Still, he turned his face away from the light, into Hades' warm shoulder.

He didn't open his eyes, but he even without his sight or Hades moving, knew that Hades was awake. Lou could hear the change in his breath as it ruffled his hair.

Downstairs, the clink of dishes being put in the sink drifted up musically. A minute or so later, the front door opened and shut, Belle and the children off to school, daycare, and work. The house was quiet except for the ticking of the downstairs clocks. And Hades stirring next to him.

"Mm," Lou grumbled, his arm tightening over Hades' chest. "Stay."

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