Old softs of craig, he has two husbands
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Hello! Random whipper snipper! Share a WIP of your work!
ooh, with pleasure. six the musical araleyn fanart? in the year 2k24? more likely than you think xDD
i realize this looks finished, but technically i'm still deciding whether to add a background or not lol. still, for the sake of sharing a proper WIP, here's a line or two from an araleyn brainworm WIP that i started reworking yesterday (mild tw for religious guilt and period-typical internalized homophobia from aragon's pov):
She remembers sharing her bed with Anne at Henry's behest, remembers the nights of tossing and turning and trying not to think about Anne asleep next to her-- remembers waking up to dark hair spilling across her pillow and the press of blood-warm bosoms against her own, softer than sin, as hot as the Devil, remembers lying still as death, mouthing prayers into the heat of Anne's neck like an act of penance.
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watching barbie makes me think about all of the moments between female friends that went unsaid but we always understood.
the lingering hand holding; i see you. the hugs that last too long but never break until we are both ready; i see you. the checking your outfit for you to make sure you are clean and still comfortable unprovoked; i see you. the late nights and the calls and the unrestrained laughter that borders on ugly by social standards; i see you. the fixing of hair and sharing of secrets and possessions and dreams; i see you. the understandings we don’t talk about—the nightmares, the sleepovers we never had, the silent conversation in which we let break us; i see you. the tears of pain too deep to give name to; i see you. the anger, the fear that makes us lock it all away, keep our heart in the dark despite the burning want for family, however it comes; i see you. the exhaustion; i see you. the darkness and the light; i see you.
the women with too small hands to hold big dreams, big loves, big hurts, big aches; i see every single one of you and i offer my hands as support beams. i see you, i see you, i see you.
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extremely important to me that my satyr is completely sweet and naive and gentle and innocent and is still a satyr who loves to drink and do drugs and have as much sex as possible, likewise extremely important to me that my goofy little kooky mad scientist archetype wizard with a silly voice and funny eccentricities is also unironically beautiful and desirable and capable of sincere attraction and love, extremely and equally important to me for different reasons that are the same reason
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it’s funny how i wanted to be mutuals with certain people so badly but when i did become mutuals with them, i realized how fucking annoying they are
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