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The Water Outlaws by S. L. Huang
Mountain outlaws on the margins of society, the Bandits of Liangshan proclaim a belief in justice—for women, for the downtrodden, for progressive thinkers a corrupt Empire would imprison or destroy. They’re also murderers, thieves, smugglers, and cutthroats. Together, they could bring down an empire.
Swordcrossed by @fahye
Part-time con artist / full-time charming menace Luca Piere didn’t expect to get blackmailed into teaching a chronically responsible merchant Matti how to wield a sword. He also didn’t expect to find his charge so inconveniently handsome, or to get so entangled in his tale of intrigue, sabotage, and matrimony.
It’s important to read Swordcrossed because while you’re reading gay fiction, you can also study the blade.
#the water outlaws#s l huang#swordcrossed#freya marske#tordotcom publishing#sword books#study the blade#gay books#lgbtqia+#new books#tbr
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The early bird catches the worm
The earlier worm, though, has studied the blade.
The late as fuck worm, however, doesn't have to think about the bird, and can use the free time from not studying the blade for self care.
The lesson? I don't know, ask the worm
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And old little comic that twitter (rip) loved
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Just finished Harrow the Ninth and this scene from Gideon is my vibe fr
#TLT#Gideon the ninth#camilla hect#tlt fanart#tlt series#tamsyn muir#the locked tomb#my art#comic#tlt comic#i know i didnt draw Gideons sword. are you kidding i drew Camilla’s offhand and its barley passable. i need to study the blade#gideon nav
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Prompt 207
Danny does not come out of the portal.
In fact, he’s lost. Very lost. He just wants to go home and is getting scared of everything around him because he doesn’t know what’s going on. But! But he’s found an (admittedly also terrifying) castle or keep or whatever they’re called that all the ghosts avoid!
It never exactly enters his mind that they might have been avoiding such a place for a reason.
In unrelated news, the first thing Fright Knight sees after his sword was (accidentally) knocked free from its prison is not a blob ghost- they’ve done it a few times over the eternities- but a ghostling. A newborn ghostling, who promptly bursts into tears to his genuine horror. What did he do?!
#Prompts#Danny Phantom#DP#Dad Fright Knight#He’s trying to calm the few-days dead ghostling#Danny is like the size of a small child compared to Fright#Danny being a Halfa didn’t get the instinctive information other ghostlings do#& thx to his parents’ study doesn’t know ghosts aren’t all bad#Fright (slightly panicking): Would you feel better if I gave you a blade??#Danny does get a very big (for him) knife that Fright gently adjusts his grip on during their adventure#Fright: Is this the area you came from?#Danny: No :(#Fright: Would petting Nightmare make you feel better#Danny: Omg a horsie yay#Amity does still have to deal with the rest of the ghosts while this is going on#Then one day there’s this whole ass giant hell knight and tiny child standing there#Fright Knight: I have had this ghostling for (insert number of weeks) and if anything happened to him I would release Pariah to destroy eve#Fright Knight#Danny Fenton
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Apparently having Crusader Team Spirit is discouraged now 😱
#knight girl#knight#doodle#caffe art#crusade#crusader#crusade jokes are still relevant#manga#armor#girls and swords#Summer#White girl summer#that's become her name... white girl summer#usually she's a weeb tho#she studies the blade
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my biggest delusion is believing i won't even need to go on hrt because my body will just do that. on its own
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Me: hm, I want something to put on the TV as background noise... Huh. Looks like YouTube is recommending something called The Last Unicorn. That's perfect, it's probably some old shitty animation that has aged poorly! I can watch it ironically!
Me, 2 hours later as the credits roll: *crying, cheering, buying the book, composing the songs*
Me, 2 weeks later: So I have compiled all of the quotes from the book that I think could make good tattoos, and also, HOW HAVE I NEVER LEARNED ABOUT HOW THE LAST UNICORN FUCKING SLAPS??? This gay-ass little fairytale fed my soul! Watered my crops! Transed my gender! Can't believe I heard of this story from youtube recommendations, of all places!!
#original#the last unicorn#tlu#peter s beagle#molly gru#schmendrick#schmendrick the magician#two of my favorite characters in anything right there in the center of the story! and I'm glad I saw the film first!#my reading ability has diminished due to trauma disability etc. but it seems like having a visual reference actually really helped!#no wonder i only ever want to read fan fic! turns out reading is not actually Superior to other types of Storytelling. it's just different.#to say otherwise is snobbishness I have been eminently guilty of in my life!#but like it is easier for me to consume tv and movies and that is fine actually. also that's why I'm doing a graphic novel lol#because i wanted to make something i would actually be able to read if i found it at a library. altho the audio book IS gonna be bomb#the audiobook is for visually impaired readers and anyone who wants or needs it! accessible stories for everyone! yeah!!#my gender was already transed but now I've gained an ADDITIONAL gender! which one? I'll never tell 😘#i am so powerful i have so much fuckin gender. my wife has no gender. and she is equally as powerful.#and also she has STUDIED THE BLADE#mostly zoro's blades from One Piece#normally YouTube recommends me shit movies like idiocracy or smth this is like if every day ur cat brought you a piece of rotten food and#then one day it brings you a BEAUTIFULLY ANIMATED TALE FEATURING MY BELOVED TWINK FUCK-UP WIZARD FRIEND AND MY ALL-TIME HOMEGIRL MOLLY GRU#and also it's soft and beautiful and funny and fucking weird!! i wrote melodies to the songs in the books on my ukulele
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Wyll is such a fairytale prince I love him
#im tormenting him tho i asked him about halsin and he said he'd share a bowl of stew with him but not a partner#if wyll has zero fans im dead#wyll ravengard#wyll#bg3 wyll#bg3 fanart#bg3#the blade of frontiers#blade of frontiers#baldur's gate 3#baldurs gate wyll#my art#procreate#love him teehee#was just going to do a quick study but here we are#wyll ravengard fanart
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*gestures vaguely at a whole ass cast of characters*
“None were ever busy being heterosexual. All were busy studying the blade. Some were still heterosexual, but all still prioritized the blade.”
#artemis fowl#shadow and bone#star wars#star wars prequels#the witcher#throne of glass#eragon#cruel prince#leverage#acotar#fourth wing#six of crows#lockwood and co#lord of the rings#serpent and the wings of night#the musketeers bbc#nothing can preclude the possibility that the characters have studied the blade#these are my favorite kinds of casts#add your own#but you can’t fight me on these
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stark to tully pipeline. rickon has been evicted bc i can’t comprehend him. it says cheekbones but the starks still have their baby fat in this diagram.
(black hair not block hair)
#tbh I think rickon would lean towards stully territory like robb#but robb is true stully#this is my designs for the starks in their purest forms#before everyone died before the world went insane before babies began eating ppl before little girls studied the blade#jon snow#arya stark#robb stark#sansa stark#bran stark#my art#asoiaf#extra tags:#house stark#valyrianscrolls#digital art#fanart
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some canon-verse trans Hob for the lovely @five-and-dimes who recently got top surgery! 🥳🥰 congratulations, I'm truly so happy for you, my friend. please accept this humble offering
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“So, it actually started on a dare,” Hob says, on the day he tells Dream the story of him. Or of this part of him, anyway.
Normally, Hob gets a bit guarded the first time he tells someone he’s trans. It’s hard to predict with absolute certainty how people will react, especially ones he’s just become romantically involved with. He’s had it go poorly, to say the least, in the past.
He doesn’t feel that way with Dream. It’s not because there’s so much trust between them—they’re still new, after all. No, it’s something about Dream himself. For all his prickly and standoffish nature, being close to him feels like sinking into a warm lake, into a dark sleep where secrets and hidden wishes float up like glowing reeds to the surface. Deep, personal feelings feel safe with Dream; he cradles them in his hands and soothes them. Or that’s how it feels, when Hob is touching him.
Personification of dreams, indeed.
“A dare?” Dream echoes.
“Sort of," Hob says. "Got frustrated with people saying women should or shouldn’t do this or that or the other thing, so I decided if they felt so strongly about it I’d just be a man. Moved somewhere no one knew me, dressed differently, got stronger, practiced the sword—and that was that. No one seemed to care much, once you were at war. So long as you could swing a sword and not get yourself killed.”
“A choice, then,” Dream says. He’s listening very intently, hands folded on his knees, untouched tea on the coffee table before him.
“At first. Was only after I’d been living that way for a few decades—before and after we met—that I realized while there might be a handful of women out there living as men for the freedom of it, that they didn’t all like it. Given the choice they’d rather just be women in a more equal world. You know?”
Dream hums in understanding.
“But I didn’t want to go back,” Hob continues. “I felt like... who I'd become was the truth of me all along.”
“Identity, while not wholly immutable, is resilient against adversity and circumstance,” says Dream. “You found what your heart wanted you to be, if in a circuitous manner.”
“You seem very unbothered by it,” Hob observes, sipping his tea.
Dream frowns. “Why would I be bothered by it?”
“Dunno.” Apparently he can’t fully shake that this’ll put a wedge in us feeling. “People sometimes are. Feel deceived, or something like that. So they say.”
“If they are deceived, it is by their own assumptions,” Dream says, with disdain. “You should be as you dream yourself, Hob. No more nor less. Put aside these petty physical trappings.”
“I do actually have to live in these ‘physical trappings’ even if you don’t, you silly thing.” He can’t help laughing. “Besides, I rather like being some kind of living creature in the world, rather than what? A ghost? Best I can do is make this body as close to how it should be as possible.”
Hob’s come to like his body, for the most part, in the form that he’s made it. He didn’t always. But he needs a body of some kind to be alive, and he likes being alive. So what he couldn’t change, he made peace with.
Besides, they have hormone treatments nowadays. Brilliant stuff. Makes it so much better.
“Anyway, now you know. I wanted you to. Since we’re together.” It’s still a marvel. Together.
“Thank you,” says Dream, with evident sincerity. “It is a privilege to be gifted your secrets.”
“Not really a secret, but I get what you mean.” He takes Dream’s hand, just to touch him, and admits, “Telling it to you is like… I don’t know. Feels like when I was younger and first admitted out loud, ‘I’m a man. I want to stay like this.’”
It hasn’t been a proper secret in a very long time. But giving it to Dream is like the freedom of releasing a held breath, even so.
“I am the harbor and cradle of dreams,” Dream says in reply. He traces his fingers over Hob’s. Does Dream’s strange form just spring from the ether? Hob wonders. Or does he have to choose it? The way Hob chose his? “Dreams of being and becoming… these are most precious for they grow from tough soil. I can only protect them, I cannot create them. You must do that. And I expect that were I to find you in the Dreaming, there would be a fantastic garden there, indeed.”
Dream himself is the most fantastical thing. “Well, darling, just know your work is appreciated.”
Dream’s lips tip up in a tiny smile. When he meets Hob’s gaze again, his eyes have gone dark and starry. He folds Hob into a hug, and—
oh, it’s like being hugged by the universe itself.
Hob feels the light breeze of a warm dark night, when he’d lain by the dying fire in a war camp in the French countryside, and looked up at a million stars and first whispered to himself what if this is really who I am? Dream is that breeze and those stars. The dying embers that had lit him as he’d run his hands over his body and felt it differently than he ever had before, and been terrified because what would it mean?—but also thrilled and alive. Dream is the night wrapping around him in that moment, the night that was listening to his dreams no matter how quietly he admitted them, Dream is that and more and the voice in his heart telling him it would be okay.
A younger, more uncertain Hob would have needed this. Hob now is older, and he already knows who he is and what he wants, but he falls into Dream’s embrace all the same. A tear slips from his eye, and Dream kisses his cheek, wiping the tear away with his tongue before leaning their heads together.
“I could craft you any body you wanted in the Dreaming,” he says lowly. “However I think the one you have made with your own hands is more remarkable.”
Oh, God, he’s going to tear up again. “Dream, you are the most beautiful, wonderful thing.”
Dream hums in pleasure at the words, and lets Hob hold him close, lets him cradle his head to his chest, a dream kept close to his heart. One that he knew as soon as he saw it walk into the White Horse. Sooner even than he truly knew himself.
Then Dream looks up at him with a hopeful expression. “With these truths revealed, are we able to be intimate?”
Hob laughs so hard he has to tip his head back against the couch. “Wow. One track mind with you, isn’t it? I spill my heart and that’s what I get?”
Dream grumbles, tucking his face in against Hob’s neck to press his lips to Hob’s throat. “I find myself impatient of late.”
“Knew all along you were only with me for my body.” He’s grinning, though. Can’t stop.
“Well. Considering it is such a lovely one.” He plucks at Hob’s shirt buttons. Lecherous little nightmare.
It feels fucking good, though, to be desired.
“C’mere, then,” he says, and drags Dream into his lap.
Dream settles there with a purr, starts playing with Hob’s hair, but says, “I would not truly derail this moment, nor distract from your feelings if you do not wish it.”
“Oh, I wish it. You’ve no idea how much I want you right now. You’re like a prize.” He cradles Dream’s beloved face between his hands. “Stick around for long enough and you’ll get the most incredible Dream at the end of it.”
“Or at the beginning,” Dream says, and Hob’s heart swells so much to hear him voice that that he has to kiss him.
When he does, Dream makes a low, pleased sound, settling deeper in his lap. Yes, this moment, this life, is certainly the prize for all of those years hanging onto those dreams:
the dream of his lover
and the one of himself.
#1389 hob: while you were busy with the gender binary i studied the blade#trans hob#dreamling#my writing#i think after this hob gets to ask his burning questions about how gender works for the endless and dream is just like [meme of marge#simpson holding a potato but it says 'trans and nonbinary people (except desire)'] 'i just think they're neat.#unrelatedly i did have to choose my gender--' and hob's just like 😐.........#[dream a known king of self awareness]#this is like sending someone a casserole when they get home from the hospital except the casserole is gay fanfic XD#a different kind of sustenance...#hope it's okay!! 🥺
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achilles!!!!!!!! @emmetofthestars hi shes so cool
#while you were stuck in spawn xe were studying the blade#doodles#tf2#smiless it might take me a while but i want to draw this whole blu team#everyone always has such fun blu ocs i think. im eating them#emmetsis blu
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Odysseus being considered past his prime and adaptations always depicting him as having a long white beard when he makes it back to Ithaca when he is AT MOST 40 years old… is wild. That is only like, one Emily Axford.
#or one Sam Reich#or one Adam Conover#or one Matt Mercer#the odyssey#especially him living as a soldier most of his life#I bet he’s fit#like yeah my knees may be stiff but I’ve been studying the blade and how to make bad decisions since you were in diapers#epic the musical#00#EDIT: How the FUCK did I forget Odysseus disguises himself as an old man? I remember him being disguised as like a hermit#100% forget it was an old hermit
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Kill me if you choose, pet. You're the only one who can.
If I must live with your hatred, then I will not live at all.
#don't you hate it when you're holding the manipulative and untrustworthy love of your life at knifepoint#but then she throws herself on your blade in a symbolic display of the obsessive and self destructive nature of her attachment to you#holy shit this took me forever#making this piece made me feel like i was forging a rembrandt or something#one of my favorite style studies I've ever done#nevermore#nevermore webtoon#mongoose's art#anyway please go read about these insane lesbians
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Just a little pose study, because ballet dancer Wyll Ravengard lives in my head rent free. I think I wanna try more of these ballet poses with Wyll!
#bg3#baldurs gate 3#baldurs gate#bg3 wyll#the blade of frontiers#bg3 fanart#baldur's gate 3#baldurs gate fanart#baldur's gate iii#baldur's gate wyll#wyll ravengard#pose study#digital art#art practice#jeri rose
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