#photographer husband

[lostdreamerinafantasy]

I have finally done it! I met all the Chocobros!

[textless]

First horned toad of the season.

Cochise County, Arizona, April 2024.

[2-dsimp]

The boys reactions to darling calling their pecs titties?? Cause we all know Nokka doesn’t like it so what about the others?

Absolute no-go: Nokka, Covu, Bjorn, Zebad, Koji, Rivius, Fredrico

They’re the type to put you in your place for even suggesting that they had titties to begin with.

Wouldn’t mind/tease you: Adonis, Xavier, Quio, Vincent, Yujin, Lynx, Soma

They’re the type to just carry on like usual as if accepting that they’ve got tiddys or just laugh it off and tease you about it, calling you a pervert for staring at their so called titty’s so boldly.

Just plain confused: Evon, Ossian, Moros, Danny, Icha, Uriel, Temothy

They’re the type to nod their head and just go along with it. While not having a single clue as to why you’re saying that they’ve got tits when they’re certain that they don’t.

[allthe-starss]

how dare they do this to me when i’m already so fragile

[valeriesilverhand]

Night City Heat with He. <3

[lickthecowhappy]

Pleasant Things

This is for my poetry homie @crowleys-bentley-and-plants who told me I can make things.

I had forgotten little the last few years

his hair eyes lips

I used to dream of unpleasant things

Read more of my work here.

[jupiterovprsten]

tourists in Budapest

[jimmyspades]

Fighting for my life why is every cute photo of Alan with Sally get her ass outta here!!!!

[hongcherry]

I need someone as committed as Seungcheol to take my pictures. He IS the blueprint.

also dino looks so good bahhaahiskedibek

[smoking-witch]

Yes it absolutely was from lack of trying & also all his other abuse

[canisonicscrewyou]

Okay here’s the thing, some of you are asking for the 2019 Aziracrow Cosplay Pics** in my inbox, and upon reflection how could we not. You’re gonna get so much more lore than you could’ve ever asked for or wanted,though. This is a long post, and I almost want to apologize for it. **Pre-HRT baby face pics ahead

For context, Damien and I have known each other since freshmen year of high school, 2012. In fact, we had like no classes together, and whenever one of us mentioned our nerd shit in class the first couple of days, kids kept telling us we HAD to meet each other. We finally met in a history class after they got transferred into it, and exchanged fandom memes back and forth after school on the sidewalk that day until our rides picked us up, and pretty much from then on freshmen year EVERYONE thought and asked if we were two little queer kids dating in our Catholic School.

And of course we weren’t— we just sat in each others’ laps a lot, or grabbed at each other a lot, and were a little inseparable for a while. Neither of us read anything into this. We were also, very importantly, cringey little 14-15 year old SuperWhoLock girlies, only I didn’t watch Supernatural, and they didn’t really watch Doctor Who, and we both thought Sherlock was pretty good. We supplemented our own love for our special little shows for the other. We were so inseparable that Damien’s 1-month-long-freshmen-boyfriend got them a Doctor Who gift for Valentine’s Day. The key to the Eleventh Doctor’s TARDIS. (My favorite, at the time, and also one that I knew they definitely sold at the comic book shop up the block.) They break up with him for giving them chocolates with nuts(allergy), and immediately give my little autistic ass the TARDIS key at lunch. Neither of us read anything into this. This is a common theme.

Damien, at some point, tells me to read a book they love, Good Omens. Due to my brain being the way it is, it takes about 3-4 business years, until college, to read Good Omens at their recommendation.

Damien is one of my best friends throughout high school and college. I also think it’s important to note that they were a jock, and I was a theatre kid. And the only time I convinced them to do something, a haunted house, with the drama club, to share a hobby maybe, they got hit in the head with a lightsaber by a 1st grader and needed stitches immediately after we started.

ANYWAYS.

I get Damien into cosplay a year or so later- 2013? 2014?

But it also takes us years to cosplay together- we would help with each others’ cosplays a lot. By that I mean I built a bunch of their props and they helped by getting the supplies with me and generally just hanging out. It takes us until 2019 to cosplay together.

Good Omens is out on Amazon Prime.

We text each other.

“Do you want to do a couple’s cosplay of this?

Yes, yes of course I do.

And yes, of course you’re Crowley, and of course I’m Aziraphale. And of course I’m Crowley, and of course you’re Aziraphale.”

Pretty much every week that summer, we built our wings from scratch, from wire and masking tape and ethically sourced goose and duck feathers and mall Chinese food. We go out and plan and shop for our gay little outfits. We sit and talk in their car, in my driveway, for ages every time, every night.

Another fun fact: this was the same convention that I painstakingly painted their tits blue for. And also painstakingly helped them wash blue off of in the shower, drunk, later that night. Unrelated, Aziraphale was the first cosplay I felt comfortable in.

Another fun fact: while getting ready for the photo shoot we booked that morning, my family dog scared my cat Almondmilk, and he peed all over my Aziraphale cosplay, and I yelled a bit. Our photographer rescheduled, blessedly, and a few hours later our photographer was asking how we wanted to stage the kiss, since of COURSE there had to be a kiss, but instead we sort of just—

“We’re really good friends— We’ve known each other since high school— We’ve already seen so much of each other this is no big deal— Do you need another shot?”

“Uh-huh,” Our photographer says, knowingly. “I think maybe one more, if we’re comfortable with—“

“Oh yeah, no problem at all-“

“Uh-huh, Yeah,” Our photographer says, knowingly. “Tilt your head up more.”

Not many couples can say they somehow managed to get their first kiss documented and edited in HD.

Damien got nauseous at the last day of the con, and the only thing we had to help were these honey sticks from a tea shop booth. They couldn’t open the little sticks themself, with their fangs in, so I took them and ripped them open with my teeth to give to them. Completely, totally unrelated, though, I think this was the summer I began to realize, perhaps realize once more, that I was so absolutely done for for Damien.

Anyways all of that went SO well, that we were planning every Ineffable Husbands cosplay we could. Somehow, our most logical next choice was a fun and very quick, messy little boudoir photo shoot in my college dorm room, while they were visiting me 3+ hours away from their school.

Down so bad you lovingly pack wigs to go to college with so that you can have your best friend sit in your lap for your little ship.

We did that as Just Good Friends, literally in front of an old friend who took the photos and helped us stage the poses a bit.

We went to sleep that night in that bed. It was big enough to fit 3, maybe even 4 people if you were in a pinch. The bed was not treated like it was that big. (Note, we now sleep on a full sized bed, and it’s suddenly too small.)

And we talked for a while and we went to bed and all I could think about was how much I loved them no matter the sense of the word. And how many nights we sat talking in your car in my driveway for way too long, wondering if I should ask if I could kiss you. (A quick pronoun change, because I know you’re reading this.)

And

Nothing

Came

Of

This

For

LIKE

FOUr

MORE

YEARS.

Just good friends. Just good, good friends.

And that’s how Good Omens helped me realize, in retrospect of 2019, how in love I was with my Crowley best friend.

[mikereads]

I’m connecting the dots.

[theultimatecruiseship]

Milk baths and bad smells

[tortadecereji]

The photographer 📸

[amagnificentobsession]

Bildad/AZFell Wedding

I’m looking for a photographer(s) for the big day.

Still photography, video. Wedding, reception. We will feed you (ox ribs, cake) with the possibility of other food 🍱 (trying to find a sushi caterer for Aziraphale)

You may be asked to take some blow job angle tasteful boudoir photos after the wedding. Possible ménage à trois additional “family”member photos/video.

@docdust @loretta-dont-you-oppress-me

Do we know any photographers?

[landinrris]

Title: Double Exposure

Pairings: Lando/Carlos (main); brief mentions of Lando/OMC at one point

Rating: E

Chapter: 1/1

When Lando turns around after all the cars have cycled past though, a shock of red sitting with his back against the barrier without a helmet on greets him. Lando only feels slightly guilty for thinking Carlos looks hot when he’s sad. The sight of Carlos sitting there, legs bent and hands dangling atop his knees, takes Lando’s breath away. “So, come here often?” It’s not overly loud, but with the lull in noise and Carlos close by, of course he hears it. Or: Lando is a paddock photographer in his first year of frequenting the F1 paddock. He meets Carlos by chance after a race and can’t help but be pulled into his orbit slowly and then all at once.

Read on Ao3