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venuslove-28 · 24 days
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wildfire <3
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empydoc · 2 months
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i wish i didn't have to articulate my thoughts everytime i have them because wdym i can't just make a post saying 'i think a majority of the boys have long/mid-length hair' and leave it at that
gotta make it real complicated. jesus.
anyway. long hair redacted boys hcs
vincent runs his hand through his hair a lot more than he realises- usually as a nervous habit than anything. whenever lovely does it, he visibly relaxes.
darlin sometimes holds sam's face in their hands and his hair frames his face so nicely that they wish they could look at him like that forever.
huxley's hair getting in his face vs damien always telling him to tie it back (he ends up doing it himself- something huxley doesn't complain about)
blake pulling at his hair when he's especially stressed + those grey hairs that peek out at him when he looks at his reflection.
freelancer playing idly with gavin's hair when they're in bed, especially after doing something together. he's recently started to lean his head towards them sometimes as a silent ask for them to play it.
avior insisting that his hair is fine until starlight starts helping him manage it and keep it little less all over the place. he now sits in front of them sometimes and asks if they can make sure his hair looks okay.
asher constantly begging babe about using their new expensive shampoo (they're a 50/50 in saying either yes or no).
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running-tweezers · 5 months
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Good Morning
A short Damien/Huxley ficlet that wouldn’t leave my head until I put it out into the world
(This is also my very first post on ao3 if you’d like to read it there)
Damien’s relationship with sleep had always been less than ideal.
Until now.
Damien’s relationship with sleep had always been less than ideal.
Even as a kid, he spent nights awake, under his comforter reading library books by flashlight, listening intently for his mom’s footsteps down the hallway. It was an escape, a time when he could be alone, with no eyes on him. No one around to expect anything of him. He could forget about that less than stellar mark on his history test and his mom’s disappointed glance, and just lose himself in a story. No stakes. No pressure. The night was his time.
He would eventually wake in the morning, with his book still in hand and the flashlight on the floor, with only the foggiest memories of drifting to sleep.
Growing into a teenager, that expectation started to cling to him, refusing to loosen its grip. It dug its claws into what was previously his only hours of peace. The quiet freedom of the darkness was traded for late night study sessions. The reading he did for his own joy was traded for dull textbooks, impenetrable blocks of information to brute force into his head. He had to. He had no other choice.
After those nights, he would startle awake at the sound of his alarm. His back and neck twisted into impossible painful positions, his head planted on the desk, with no recollection of when he finally gave out.
Nowadays, he wished he could say with confidence that those late nights were behind him. A good sleep schedule was important, and he knew that. But old habits die hard. The problem was never staying asleep. Once he was out, he stayed that way. The issue was falling asleep in the first place. It was still all too common for him to glance at his phone after hours of tossing and turning to see 3 AM staring back at him in the bright light.
He had tried everything. He diligently monitored his screen time before bed, and saw no improvement. Changing the temperature of the room did nothing, his core always kept him warm anyway. He wasn’t skilled enough at dreamwalking magic to do any good. Counting sheep was laughable. Breathing exercises proved useless. Taking melatonin worked alright for a while, but night after night he could feel the effectiveness waning. Earplugs, ASMR, chamomile tea, aromatherapy, there was nothing he wasn't willing to try. And nothing made a bit of difference.
Except one.
Huxley had no problems with sleep. Within minutes of his head hitting the pillow, he was out like a light. Sleeping like a rock. It would almost be funny if it didn’t make him so jealous. Falling asleep that quickly seemed unfathomable to him, but since moving in with Hux, he got to witness it every night.
But that wasn’t all he got.
Now he had Huxley’s arm draped over his waist. The soft sensation of skin pressed up against his back. The rise and fall of his chest. That quiet, rhythmic breathing had started to lull Damien closer to sleep without even trying. He sunk deeper and deeper under the gentle weight of that arm around him. When Hux pulled him closer, curling around him, it only pulled him further into drowsiness. Huxley’s lips absently brushing the top of his head was the final push over the edge into a peaceful night.
Now when he wakes he’s content and well rested, as he rolls over to see an already smiling face. The first thing he hears is that deep, sleepy morning voice that immediately fills him with more warmth than even his core can provide.
“Mornin’ Dames.”
And damn, did that ever make it a good morning.
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pasteloctoz · 3 months
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Damihux
Christmas ass lookin colors
My favorite couple bc these beautiful specimens need more appreciations.
any trigger warnings will be seperated from the rest and put at the bottom (probably not too many, its just a precaution :])
Hux is pan n transmasc, Damien is queer.
Search up frederic chen on yt (love their content) the way they dress/do make up is how i imagine damien dresses especially after not talking to his mom as much (bc he doesnt feel the pressure of her looming over him anymore.) And ppl like gavin pushing him to try new things.
Hux does the thing that Nick does in Heartstopper. "I'm bi, not gay" but instead he says pan. Bc pan/bi representation is important!!!
Hux is African-American and his other mom is Puerto-Rican (is that how you spell it?) So he grew up with Puerto Rica culture. While Damien is Mexicana. Sometimes they'll use some random slang that they grew up with in their respective houshold and the other will be just- slightly confused as to what it means.
They have a cat named shrimp and huxley calls him their firstborn child. To which damien deems "stupid" or "dumb" while being so flushed hed practically be a working furnace
Hux looks at damien with that loveheart eye look where you just KNOW hes admiring his partner like theyre the only light in the world. When Damien notices he just asks, "....... what?....." while a bit flushed.
Huxley never had the money to get top surgery until after he graduated from Damn. His moms wanted to help pay but he insisted that they didn't have to worry about it.
Once he's gotten top surgery, Damien does nothing but worry and take care of him. They would be attached at the fuckin hip istg-
Hux's favorite game is Dark Souls and everytime Damien tries to play it he gets angry and eventually just ends up leaning on hux and watching him play.
Damien is a big fucking fan of the final fantasy games. But somehow the only time hes gotten Hux to play a game made by the studio is fucking kingdom hearts. (Nothing against kingdom hearts i love kingdom hearts)
Tw: Tabacco/Vape mentions, homophobia mentions, suggestive
If you find any of these triggering feel free to scroll past (it will be in small font like this), meanwhile have a picture of my dog :D
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Damien is probably more likely to vape/smoke than hux bc of his anxiety. Hux would honestly be more of a clean lungs advocate (he doesn't judge ppl who use drugs though- its not his buisness).
Usually when ppl are being homophobic to the two, hux calms damien down but one time damien just grabbed hux by the cheeks and gave him a real sloppy kiss. Casually took hux's hand afterward and teasingly whispered "scared them off, didnt we?"
Like- we know hux is always gonna make the first move but you cant tell me there hasnt been atleast once where damien made hux so flushed roses were growing out of his locs.
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galaxyg1204 · 18 days
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Had a thought last night [angst]:
Huxley during the Sunbound Solstice (because he's moonbound) would just do outdoor activities to try and distract himself because he doesn't want to bother Damien, but in hindsight he really wants to hold Damien because he gets reminded of Damien being passed out in the Inversion and how he held onto him until he woke up, except Damien's body was cold while he was passed out so Hux wants to feel Damien's warmth in his arms for reassurance.
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ashturnedtomist · 2 months
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Damien and Huxley are so sickeningly in love.
(I love them)
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milogreer · 23 days
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Welcome to Redacted Radio, an ongoing collection of songs relating to characters from the Redacted Audio universe! Feel free to send in songs you’d like to see posted. Happy listening!
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❥ Dedicated to Damien
BRAINWASHED - Waterparks
I'm havin' the same thoughts, can't stop Thinkin' you've got me brainwashed I'm see-through, need you Why do I think you're so cool? Everything's clean except for my thoughts Thinkin' about me gettin' you off It's been a week, I'm still at your house I don't wanna leave, it's freakin' me out
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copsecore · 2 months
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“its not that bad - i’m not that lonely”
*sees one thing about damien and huxley*
“excuse me i need 3-5 business days to recover”
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carte-blanco · 3 months
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THE GAYS ARE MAKING ME EMOTIONAL AGAIN.... Damien telling Huxley that his efforts to show him his love and how amazing he was was absolutely SWEET AND HEARTWRENCHING
Whoever said that Huxley was too much needs a full on "wheres my money" creak back hand to the mouth. BECAUSE WHAT? Imagine telling this man he's too much and there's a 4ft tall teddy bear waiting for you.... WHAT?
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running-tweezers · 3 months
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Approaches Mr. Erik Redacted with my Big Wet Pleading Eyes.
“….. Damien/Huxley First Valentine’s Day for the Valenweek Flashback Anthology?? Please? Please??”
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Damien is an excellent dancer, in any style he tries honestly, but especially ballroom. His style of elemental control requires a lot of flexibility and timing, and being the son of a big-shot magistrate means he's had to attend more than one ballroom gala in his time.
Huxley is… less of an excellent dancer, built for power and speed rather than finesse. He can manage on the average dance floor, but a black-tie event as Damien’s plus-one is kind of a different story. He’s more used to tank tops and protective gear, marching bands and scoreboards, not windsor knots and loafers, not string quartets and crystal chandeliers.
But Damien adjusts his tie when it twisted askew, fixes his hair when he starts to sweat, puts his arms around Huxley’s shoulders and whispers “follow my lead.”
Damien reminds Huxley they can be anywhere, do anything, as long as they’re together, hand in hand.
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frenchiefitzhere · 1 year
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oh hai ❄️
do you like love songs about fire elementals and earth elementals? do you like fireplaces? do you like midi oboes? ok that last one's probably just a maybe but if you do, you probably will like...
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Mwah! HoHoHellmo blesses this contribution to the Winter Solstice Celebration! (Am I gonna put this gif on nearly every post this month? Yes. Do I care if it's a little annoying? No. If you are annoyed by HoHoHellmo, ask yourself: "Why? Is it because I hate cookies? Or is it because the snow is snowing UP?")
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(Tw: throwing up and gagging)
Damien : hux? Were razz?
Hux : i-i don't know dude they ran off
( violence gagging and throwing up can be heard )
Damihux:!?
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