Seashores In Soft Light

Seashores in soft light ✨🌊

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If you like these popular gay books, try these ones out

So I’ve noticed a large and growing fandom/interest in Carry On/Wayward Son, Red White & Royal Blue, The Raven Cycle, The Song of Achilles, Simon Vs, The Gentleman’s Guide to Virtue and Vice, and Six of Crows, and the gay storylines in them, this is GREAT! it’s lovely! not all that long ago the idea of a gay book becoming popular on it’s own, mind blowing. However there are other books out there that need your love, your fandom art talent, etc so please think about cracking open these high quality novels and enjoying any of the following 

Peter Darling

The Lightning-Struck Heart

How to Repair a Mechanical Heart

They Both Die at the End

Alan Cole Is Not a Coward

When Ryan Came Back

Wonders of the Invisible World

Wild and Crooked

More Happy Than Not

Last Bus to Everland

We Contain Multitudes

Love & Other Curses

Jack of Hearts

The Darkest Part of the Forest

The Love Interest

Boy Meets Boy

okay so I have many many more good books, but if you like any of the books I listed in my opening I feel like you’ll love at least some of these, all of these books deserve your love, time, readership, come on, new world’s await 

Kissing....without kissing (:

ok so this is kinda based on that scene in trc where they just kinda rub faces in the car bc if they kiss Gansey will eat shit and die. This time Simon will eat shit and die (:

enjoy~

Baz’s hand slid over the steering wheel. A small sigh blew from between his lips. 

Simon cracked his neck and gazed out the window. The street was damp, so the lights were reflected in bright long stripes. He licked his lips because they were chapped. They were chapped because he kept licking them. Vicious cycle.

They crawled to a stop. A red light caressed their faces.

Baz chanced a look.

Simon chanced back.

A swallow.

Lips licked. Simon tastes blood this time.

“You need some chapstick.”

A tongue pokes the wound. “Yeah.”

A breath hitches. Breathing stops.

The middle of the night. They’re alone in the world.

“Baz.”

“Yes?”

“The light’s green.”

Eyes find eyes again. His mouth drops open to reply. Less than a second passes.

Simon launches himself over the console, gripping Baz’s face, pressing their foreheads together, noses hugging, breaths weaving together.

Lips not touching.

Baz’s hands shoot up to grip Simon, hold him there, selfishly taking everything he can get. Their faces move against each other, lips kept just far enough apart.

Lips drag across cheeks. Tongues dart out to taste, something forbidden.

If this is what not kissing Simon is like, then...

“Baz,” he pants.

“Snow.”

“Not that,” he whines. His lips are hanging open, the bottom one still bloody. Baz lets himself lean in and, with the very tip of his tongue, prod the wound. This doesn’t count, he half-prays as he tastes pennies. Surely, this doesn’t count.

“Simon.”

The light turns red again.

They don’t notice.

“Notitiam primosque gradus vicinia fecit; tempore crevit amor”  

“Proximity caused their first acquaintance and with time their affection increased ”  

hey so i made a massive database of 900 (and counting) sapphic books, sortable by age, genre and rep! take a look if u feel so inclined (and maybe retweet my tweet?). there’s a submissions page if u catch any i’ve missed (or any incorrect info on them), but pls do check i’ve not just sorted it in a way you don’t expect!