#thornfruit

[qbdatabase]

There were two secrets in Varenx House, and Alizhan was one of them.

Alizhan can’t see faces, but she can read minds. Her mysterious ability leaves her unable to touch or be touched without excruciating pain. Rescued from abandonment and raised by the wealthy and beautiful Iriyat ha-Varensi, Alizhan has grown up in isolation, using her gift to steal secrets from Iriyat’s rivals, the ruling class of Laalvur. But Iriyat keeps secrets of her own.

When Alizhan discovers that she isn’t the only one of her kind, and that a deadly plot threatens everyone like her, there’s only one person she can trust.

Ev liked having a secret. None of the other girls in the village had a thief-friend.

Evreyet Umarsad—“Ev” to her parents and her one friend—longs to be the kind of hero she reads about in books. But the rest of the world feels impossibly far away from her life on a farm outside Laalvur. Ev will never lay eyes on the underground city of Adappyr, the stars of the Nightward Coast, or the venomous medusas that glow in the dark depths of the sea.

At least on her weekly trip to the market, Ev gets to see her thief—the strange young woman who slips by her cart and playfully steals a handful of thornfruit. When the thief needs help, Ev doesn’t hesitate. Together, they uncover a conspiracy that draws them all over Laalvur and beyond.

[sapphicbookoftheday]

Thornfruit by Felicia Dawn

Today's sapphic book of the day is Thornfruit by Felicia Dawn!

Summary: "There were two secrets in Varenx House, and Alizhan was one of them.

Alizhan can’t see faces, but she can read minds. Her mysterious ability leaves her unable to touch or be touched without excruciating pain. Rescued from abandonment and raised by the wealthy and beautiful Iriyat ha-Varensi, Alizhan has grown up in isolation, using her gift to steal secrets from Iriyat’s rivals, the ruling class of Laalvur. But Iriyat keeps secrets of her own.

When Alizhan discovers that she isn’t the only one of her kind, and that a deadly plot threatens everyone like her, there’s only one person she can trust.

Ev liked having a secret. None of the other girls in the village had a thief-friend.

Evreyet Umarsad—“Ev” to her parents and her one friend—longs to be the kind of hero she reads about in books. But the rest of the world feels impossibly far away from her life on a farm outside Laalvur. Ev will never lay eyes on the underground city of Adappyr, the stars of the Nightward Coast, or the venomous medusas that glow in the dark depths of the sea.

At least on her weekly trip to the market, Ev gets to see her thief—the strange young woman who slips by her cart and playfully steals a handful of thornfruit. When the thief needs help, Ev doesn’t hesitate. Together, they uncover a conspiracy that draws them all over Laalvur and beyond."

[hatnhousejacket]

Re-read Felicia Davin’s Gardener’s Hand trilogy and had a Leverage-Related-Revelation™️

[aroaessidhe]

2022 reads // twitter thread    

Thornfruit

start of an adult high fantasy trilogy about two women in a city perpetually in sunset, investigating the disappearance of magical children & a noblewoman with secrets

sapphic, autistic mc, mindreading, sea monsters

[incorrectthornfruitquotes]

Mar: I thought we might discuss terms, avoid unnecessary bloodshed.

Iriyat: Well, I kind of am here for the unnecessary bloodshed.

[wild-garden-fairy]

Books with autistic main characters and polyamorous romance make me so happy.

[judeinthestars]

[book-quotes-and-moodboards]

Did she love him enough to forgive him? The answer was immediate and unshakeable: yes. Of course she did. But you could love someone with all your heart and still be very, very angry with them.

Thornfruit (by Felicia Davin)

[alexlikesbooksandtea]

24 reads in 24

thanks @traeumenvonbuechern for tagging me!! 🥺

for the most part, these are books that have a Storygraph buddy read set up or i already own so should really read. a lot of these were also picked by my friends as part of a challenge i do every year to help get through owned books! in no particular order....

A Psalm for the Wild-Built by Becky Chambers

Pluralities by Avi Silver

Herc by Phoenicia Rogerson

The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks by Rebecca Skloot

Heavenly Tyrant by Xiran Jay Zhao (assuming they're able to publish it 😅)

All These Sunken Souls edited by Circe Moskowitz

Emperor of Ruin by Django Wexler

This is How You Lose the Time War by Max Gladstone and Amal El-Mohtar

The Silence of the Girls by Pat Barker

American Gods by Neil Gaiman

The Magic Between by Stephanie Hoyt

Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children by Ransom Riggs

The Secret Lives of Country Gentlemen by KJ Charles

Thornfruit by Felicia Davin

Shuggie Bain by Douglas Stuart

The Lost Hero by Rick Riordan

Book Boyfriend by Kris Ripper

Oathbringer by Brandon Sanderson

Discerning Grace by Emma Lombard

Icarus by K. Ancrum

Carmilla by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

Can't Spell Treason Without Tea by Rebecca Thorne

A Wreck of Witches by Nia Quinn

The Long Way to a Small, Angry Planet by Becky Chambers

tagging (with no pressure ofc): @givemonetatry @tanouska @read-and-write- ❤️✨

[haveyoureadthisqueerbook]

Hello! First of all: love this blog! Second: I read a lot of queer books and as it turns out a lot of them weren’t already on your spreadsheet so uh. Sorry in advance for what I’m about to do to your inbox/queue 😅

Ace of Spades by Faridah Àbíké-Íyímídé

Clap When You Land by Elizabeth Acevedo

Leah on the Offbeat by Becky Albertalli

The City in the Middle of the Night by Charlie Jane Anders

The Time Slip Girl by Elizabeth Andre

Light from Uncommon Stars by Ryka Aoki

Our Wives Under the Sea by Julia Armfield

Legends and Lattes by Travis Baldree

The Queen of Cups by Ren Basel

Girls Made of Snow and Glass by Melissa Bashardoust

Cinderella is Dead by Kalynn Bayron

This Poison Heart by Kalynn Bayron

This Wicked Fate by Kalynn Bayron

Werecockroach by Polenth Blake

In the Vanishers’ Palace by Aliette de Bodard

Wain: LGBT Reimaginings of Scottish Folktales by Helene Boppert and Rachel Plummer

In Other Lands by Sarah Rees Brennan

Rubyfruit Jungle by Rita Mae Brown

Tremontaine: The Complete Season One by Patty Bryant, Malinda Lo, Racheline Maltese, Joel Derfner, Ellen Kushner, Paul Witcover, and Alaya Dawn Johnson

This Other World by AC Buchanan

In Memoriam by Nathan Burgoine

The Dark Beneath the Ice by Amelinda Bérubé

Felix Ever After by Karen Callender

Last Bus to Everland by Sophie Cameron

Out of the Blue by Sophie Cameron

Once & Future by AR Capetta and Cory McCarthy

The Brilliant Death by AR Capetta

XX by Angela Chadwick

A Closed and Common Orbit by Becky Chambers

A Psalm for the Wild-Built by Becky Chambers

A Prayer for the Crown-Shy by Becky Chambers

The Vela by Becky Chambers, Rivers Solomon, Yoon Ha Lee, and SL Huang

Black Water Sister by Zen Cho

The True Queen by Zen Cho

The Terracotta Bride by Zen Cho

The Water that Falls on You From Nowhere by John Chu

The Shape of My Name by Nino Cipri

A Dead Djinn in Cairo by P. Djèlí Clark

Girlhood by Cat Clarke

Labyrinth Lost by Zoraida Córdova

Dreadnought by April Daniels

Sovereign by April Daniels

Thornfruit by Felicia Davin

Nightvine by Felicia Davin

Shadebloom by Felicia Davin

Her Majesty’s Royal Coven by Juno Dawson

Stay Another Day by Juno Dawson

Otherbound by Corinne Duyvis

Pet by Akwaeke Emezi

Bitter by Akwaeke Emezi

The Drowning Eyes by Emily Foster

Bingo Love by Tee Franklin

Upright Women Wanted by Sarah Gailey

Knit One, Girl Two by Shira Glassman

The Gilda Stories by Jewelle Gomez

We Go Around in the Night and Are Consumed by Fire by Jules Grant

Into the Drowning Deep by Mira Grant

The One Hundred Nights of Hero by Isabel Greenberg

Keeper of the Dawn by Dianna Gunn

The Well of Loneliness by Radclyffe Hall

The Outside by Ada Hoffman

The Fallen by Ada Hoffman

The Infinite by Ada Hoffman

Mindtouch by MCA Hogarth

Sing the Four Quarters by Tanya Huff

The Apocalypse of Elena Mendoza by Shaun David Hutchinson

The City of Woven Streets by Emmi Itäranta

Godkiller by Hannah Kaner

Let’s Talk About Love by Claire Kann

The Beast of Callaire by Saruuh Kelsey

The Lamb Will Slaughter the Lion by Margaret Killjoy

An Excess Male by Maggie Shen King

Gender Queer by Maia Kobabe

Crimson by Niviaq Korneliussen

Godsgrave by Jay Kristoff

Swordspoint by Ellen Kushner

The Faerie Godmother’s Apprentice Wore Green by Nicky Kyle

Avi Cantor Has Six Months to Live by Sacha Lamb

When the Angels Left the Old Country by Sacha Lamb

Goldie Vance Vol. 1 by Hope Larson

Paul Takes the Form of a Mortal Girl by Andrea Lawlor

Ancillary Justice by Ann Leckie

Ancillary Sword by Ann Leckie

Ancillary Mercy by Ann Leckie

The Raven Tower by Ann Leckie

Not Your Sidekick by CB Lee

Not Your Villain by CB Lee

Not Your Backup by CB Lee

The Lady’s Guide to Petticoats and Piracy by Mackenzi Lee

The Fever King by Victoria Lee

The Fox’s Tower and Other Tales by Yoon Ha Lee

Phoenix Extravagant by Yoon Ha Lee

Elatsoe by Darcie Little Badger

Adaptation by Malinda Lo

Inheritance by Malinda Lo

Natural Selection by Malinda Lo

Last Night at the Telegraph Club by Malinda Lo

The Hand, the Eye, and the Heart by Zoë Marriott

Luna: New Moon by Ian McDonald

Luna: Wolf Moon by Ian McDonald

Every Heart a Doorway by Seanan McGuire

Down Among the Sticks and Bones by Seanan McGuire

Beneath the Sugar Sky by Seanan McGuire

Come Tumbling Down by Seanan McGuire

Forbid the Sea by Seanan McGuire

In Sea-Salt Tears by Seanan McGuire

The Unbinding of Mary Reade by Miriam McNamara

An Accident of Stars by Foz Meadows

A Tyranny of Queens by Foz Meadows

All Out: The No-Longer Secret Stories of Queer Teens Throughout the Ages ed. Saundra Mitchell

Thistlefoot by GennaRose Nethercott

Princess Princess Ever After by K. O’Neill

The Tea Dragon Society by K. O’Neill

The Tea Dragon Festival by K. O’Neill

The Tea Dragon Tapestry by K. O’Neill

Under the Udala Trees by Chinelo Okparanta

Heartstopper by Alice Oseman

Loveless by Alice Oseman

Radio Silence by Alice Oseman

She Who Became the Sun by Shelley Parker-Chan

Detransition, Baby by Torrey Peters

Stormsong by CL Polk

Soulstar by CL Polk

She Drives Me Crazy by Kelly Quindlen

The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid

The Tiger’s Daughter by K Arsenault Rivera

The Phoenix Empress by K Arsenault Rivera

The Warrior Moon by K Arsenault Rivera

A Taste of Gold and Iron by Alexandra Rowland

Birthday by Meredith Russo

If I Was Your Girl by Meredith Russo

The Midnight Lie by Marie Rutkoski

A Day of Fallen Night by Samantha Shannon

Dying for a Living by Kory M. Shrum

Two Dark Moons by Avi Silver

History is All You Left Me by Adam Silvera

More Happy Than Not by Adam Silvera

The Abyss Surrounds Us by Emily Skrutskie

The Edge of the Abyss by Emily Skrutskie

An Unkindness of Ghosts by Rivers Solomon

The Summer of Jordi Perez (and the Best Burger in Los Angeles) by Amy Spalding

The Traitor’s Tunnel by CM Spivey

Nimona by ND Stevenson

Chameleon Moon by RoAnna Sylver

Small Changes Over Long Periods of Time by KM Szpara

As I Descended by Robin Talley

Lies We Tell Ourselves by Robin Talley

Silver in the Wood by Emily Tesh

Drowned Country by Emily Tesh

Cemetery Boys by Aiden Thomas

No Gods, No Monsters by Cadwell Turnbull

Crier’s War by Nina Varela

Iron Heart by Nina Varela

The Empress of Salt and Fortune by Nghi Vo

When the Tiger Came Down the Mountain by Nghi Vo

Into the Riverlands by Nghi Vo

On a Sunbeam by Tillie Walden

Mooncakes by Suzanne Walker

Fingersmith by Sarah Waters

System Collapse by Martha Wells

A Big Ship at the Edge of the Universe by Alex White

The Black Tides of Heaven by Neon Yang

The Red Threads of Fortune by Neon Yang

The Descent of Monsters by Neon Yang

The Ascent to Godhood by Neon Yang

Waiting on a Bright Moon by Neon Yang

Taproot by Keezy Young

Phew! Finally got all of these queued! Thank you so much for the list, and for arranging them so neatly, which definitely made it easier to transfer over to a spreadsheet!

[nightbringer24]

My fantasy book recommendation is Thornfruit: The Gardener's Hand by Felicia Davin!

That sounds interesting. Sounds a bit slow, but that's never a bad thing.

[qbdatabase]

Hello, I saw that you had awesome recs for bi4bi books! I rarely have found bi4bi books in genres other than contemporary so I was hoping you could help me with that? Could you please recommend bi4bi (sapphic) books in fantasy, horror, mystery and basically any genre other than contemporary

heads up, these lists will include poly pairings with at least two female characters, pansexual / queer / unlabled multi-gender-attracted identities, and F/NB pairings

bi4bi WLW Fantasy

The Apocalypse of Elena Mendoza by Shaun David Hutchinson: Cuban-American bisexual female x white bisexual female

Payback's a Witch by Lana Harper: bisexual female x Russian-American bisexual female

The Lost Girls by Sonia Hartl: bisexual female x bisexual female

The Goddess of Nothing At All by Cat Rector: Norse bisexual female x pansexual genderfluid LI

Thornfruit by Felicia Davin: starts with lesbian female x bisexual female, but ends with an FFNB poly triad with a bisexual genderfluid MC

A Lake of Feathers and Moonbeams by Dax Murray: polyamorous bisexual female x queer non-binary MC x Asian bisexual female

Vicious Devotion by Aveda Vice: queer female x queer female x queer male x queer male in a polyamorous quartet

The Sea Witch by Katee Robert: half-Vietnamese polyamorous bisexual sub female x older fat black mga Domme female LI x (sub?) male LI in a polyamorous triad

bi4bi WLW Historical

The Companion by E. E. Ottoman: polyamorous bisexual transgender female x bisexual transgender female x transgender male

Her Countess to Cherish by Jane Walsh: pregnant bisexual female x mga bigender LI

Mademoiselle Revolution by Zoe Sivak: biracial Haitian bisexual female x French bisexual female (possible) LI; French male (possible) LI

Windfall by Shawna Barnett: bisexual female MC x bisexual female MC x asexual male LI x male LI (love square, but the bi!F MCs do also romance each other)

Scandalous Passions by Nicola Davidson: Domme bisexual female x sub questioning bisexual female x sub straight male with a stutter in a polyamorous triad

bi4bi WLW Horror

Wilder Girls by Rory Power: mga female x queer female

A Dowry of Blood by S. T. Gibson: polyamorous bisexual female x bisexual female with mood swings and depression x bisexual male

bi4bi WLW Mystery

Missing, Presumed Dead by Emma Berquist: bisexual female x bisexual female

All the Things We Do in the Dark by Saundra Mitchell: white pansexual female with PTSD x Korean-American queer mga female

The Girls I've Been by Tess Sharpe: bisexual female x mga female

Bury the Lede by Gaby Dunn: bisexual female x bisexual female, black lesbian female

The Night She Disappeared by Lisa Jewell: mga female x straight male (possible) LI; bisexual female (possible) LI

The Drowning Summer by Christine Lynn Herman: bisexual female x bisexual female

bi4bi WLW Sci-Fi

Curved Horizon by Taylor Brooke: bisexual female x demisexual panromantic female

City of Shattered Light by Claire Winn: chronically ill bisexual female x Japanese/ Portugese bisexual female

Victories Greater Than Death by Charlie Jane Anders: white pansexual female x black Brazilian bisexual trans-nonbinary femme

Honor Among Thieves by Rachel Caine: black bisexual female x Brazilian bisexual female x bisexual male in a polyamorous triad

full notes on representation and publishing info at qbdatabase.com

[magnificentstrangerchaos]

The Tale of Thornfruit (AKA my 1st ever DND character's lore, written at 3am; the idea was to novelize the entire campaign so that's why it's so lengthy)

My name is Carmina Thornfruit, a rogue wood elf from deep within the emerald forests of Toril. I am the eldest daughter of Hetto Thornfruit the Calm, son of Kotava the Fearsome and great-grandchild of the Pillaging Smogk who was the firstborn son of Vog Thornfruit and Baruno Thornfruit’s great grandfather– a long, long family of Executioners who work for elves humans and dwarves alike.

I escaped our tribe village when I was 197 and am now 214 winters old. Here I know everybody, but nobody knows me. Through deceit, lies, ginger smiles, and boot kissing I find my way around the world, the cities, men, and women. I have seen high and low of all kinds and have become as cruel as I dreaded I would be.

No, not cruel. I am cold. As cold and frost-hearted as the goddess I worship in secrecy with my sister, the one deity who has ever responded to our plea, who has looked down upon us as its kin and with frozen hands and a warm smile invited us to continue with our lives.

Mora gave us the hope we needed after that eventful night. When we lost our mother and older sister and painted the snow red with our own blood in the desire to escape this life, go back to the hands of our creator. However, he did not find two children of Or-tel-quessir tasteful enough for reincarnation so soon after their birthing.

That is why she, Mora, the goddess of snow and death came to us in that valley with pity and breathed life back into our lungs, strumming our hearts with the ache of loss but glee of life.

I sometimes have visions of those days after.

As the new eldest sister, I looked after the small house we had. I cooked, I cleaned, I wiped, I fixed and plucked, I read and educated myself of people, herbs, animals, politics, games and masks and plays. All so I could make up for the lack of family apart from my younger sister, my little Nettle.

Our father often traveled, rarely came back to our village but he always sent us notes and money through the trustworthy channels of people who came and went. Some of them – a lot more questionable than others.

I learned to hunt and set traps around the forests where no other elf from the nearby town wanders. I admit I started stealing despite my desire to stay true to what I am – a good sister and a woman working towards becoming a healer. But magic always slipped my fingers, always faded just when I was reaching out to that slither of light I could feel inside.

Fate had not been written for me to do so as I found myself less and less often at home practicing magics, I admit, I never understood. As our town prospered more and more work was forced upon me in the back kitchens of the most famous bakery. I learned how to knead the softest bread, bake the best meat or fruit pies, fry the sweetest pastries. They often gave us whatever was left of the product and took that off our pay.

But my job had some limitations such as having to leave home way earlier than usual for the bakery opening and staying in a lot later until there was nobody in sight to see me leaving. It’s to be noted that because of my family’s fame people would never buy bread made of an executioner.

A funny little legend we have is that people who work down under in the jail and torture rooms receive their bread flipped over, as it is not something, they often deserved to take with the sinful acts they deal with. There were times where I did find the bread, I was to pick on the way back home left like that and when I eventually found out who was doing that… I couldn’t do anything about it, not then and there.

“You’re cursed to have a horrid status despite the baker’s hands,” is what the main baker told me so often while I worked to the bone, trying to earn the bread I baked for hours on end in scorching hot furnaces and had to wear horrid half a mask most of the time. It was for whenever we opened the windows for a breather there would be nobody to recognize the daughter of a butcher of human, a killer on the loose…

The life of an executioner’s child is a lonesome one. We are viewed as monsters, criminals that were given a chance to live a bit more by selling ourselves away to what government we had. 

We were allowed a house, money, personal items, and sometimes food like meats and milk, and eggs were brought to our house whenever a good soul decided to pity us. That happened rarely, though. Most wood elves here were… tough and glared at us if we ever arrived in the town during the day, closed their shops, or ignored us if we walked by even if we wanted to buy something with the coin.

‘Filthy.’; ‘Bloody.’; ‘Stolen.’ – none of them accepted it, so I was forced to sometimes simply… leave it behind as we passed by and took what I needed. It was not stealing if I paid for it, not for me. Not for those who are starving.

We had chickens and a few sheep and goats who seemed a lot more understanding than the elves in town. Nettle used to tell me she could talk to them, that she explained why we need to sheer them or take their milk, that the chickens didn’t mind us taking their eggs if we leave one or two for their chicks and loved the food we brought to them. I don’t know how honest she was back then

My little loving ladybug took care of a herb garden and ventured out into the forest, only to come back with foraged goods like shrooms for soup, pine needles for tea, wild honey, juicy berries and syrup from tapped trees.

My sister was the only reason I had left so late into my long, though not immortal life. I wanted to teach her all I could, find what she liked, a job perhaps, or maybe a friend that would not fear her and help her out while I was gone. I really did not want to depart from that small wooden cottage just like that or to drop off just money so she could afford the things she liked.

There was a moment in our lives when I knew peace. When I didn’t question myself each day if our father will stop sending us money, because I had enough; didn’t stare out the window, hoping that I would have someone to talk to, to reveal the fears I harbored inside… the fears I didn’t want to tell Nettleae about.

When I was 189 years old I found someone who brought life to the house other than the mona sleeping in the room next to mine.

While I was walking the way over to town, an elven woman was galloping on a black horse, both sweating and panting as if this was not the first place they were visiting. She looked at me like I was a ghost, paled, but then scorned and threw herself off the animal as she pulled the reigns off to a stop.

“Stop right there,” she spoke, “Are you from the Thornfruit familia?!”

I was more than sure this was the wife of someone falsely accused (and dead) who had found out a way to defeat her sorrows and decided to pay us a visit for a little one on one. I was not going to give up without a fight, surely, I had nothing to do with her grieve and if every second elf thought I can be a punching bag for their revenge – I would’ve been buried long ago.

However, she stalked over to me, her expression suddenly changing when I did not answer.

“Please, I have been asking about for them, but it’s as if they’ve vanished. My father…” She heaved, leaning against my shoulder, hands clutching mine. She was freezing cold and trembling.

“What is wrong with him?” I inquired, steadying her in an arm’s length. She didn’t seem to know the face of the Thornfruit sisters, but if anybody else were to be riding with her, such a close distance would certainly be of a nuisance.

“He’s very ill! He… it was a little cut, but then it grew… and it darkened and it started getting worse and worse. The healer said he will be fine, didn’t even need stitches, but now… He’s been feverish for weeks and…” Suddenly the strength holding the woman onto the horse left her and I was forced to hold her in my arms so she wouldn’t crumble to the dirt path.

The feeling of another being so close was certainly new… I haven’t cradled or hugged or cuddles anybody in forever. Nobody at all if we do not count my dear Nettle. Maybe that was what made me consider my following actions. Or was it the blood whispering in my ears, the perfume of her skin which spelled daisies and raspberries and honey… Maybe it was the lonely life I have been having that made me whisper as if I was not believing myself for admitting it.

“I am Carmina Thornfruit. You found me.”

“Please, Mina… Save my father. I am Omilya Uxlor… My father is…”

“Vamir Uxlor… “ I nodded, staring her down. How could I forget the ring of that name inside my head? “The mayor…”

“I will make sure you will be rewarded as well. Please, you know the ways of life and death. Help him, please, Carmina. I’d do anything.”

I resented that look on her face the first time I saw it. It crushed me inside and strummed all my nerves and muscles into obedience. I felt cold sweat drip down my spine under the simple dress and my hands suddenly felt more than dirty. I wanted to be as far away from her as possible, but there was something else pulling me towards her, closer…

“I’ll see what I can do, miss-“

“Call me Ilya. Please… Do consider this.” She handed me a small pouch, pulled free from the beautifully woven belt around her slim waist, ”You might be his last chance….” And with that she was back on her horse and off, dust kicked off into the air by the stallion. I waited for her to disappear, before turning on my heel.

[aroaessidhe]

There's a big sale of 300 indie books on at the moment! (ending today)

I thought I'd highlight a few I've read

Create My Own Perfection - aroace short story

The Hex Next Door - wlw

Viral Airwaves - ace

Thornfruit - wlw, (genderfluid, polyam later) (free!)

and am interested in

The Reanimator's Heart - mlm

Legacy of the Vermillion Blade - mlm, ace (free!)

Merchants of Knowledge and Magic - intersex, aroace (in a nonhuman way afaik)

Phantom & Rook - mlm

[incorrectthornfruitquotes]

The man who sleeps with a machete is a fool every night but one

Obin Umarsad, probably