Remembering How This Is All Art By Official VLD Crew Members.

Remembering how this is all art by official VLD crew members.

"Klance wasn't queerbaiting" my ass

Edit: Since people are misunderstanding my comment on queerbaiting, I'm not saying crew members who shipped Klance are individually or personally responsible for the queerbaiting of Klance, I'm saying that this makes it more glaringly obvious that one can't deny that queerbaiting happened with Klance due to its prominent shipping by artists on the show, as well as the fact that the official art of it made fans even more expectant that it would be canon and I do not doubt that the crew members who made ship art of it were used to further queerbait even though they simply wanted to ship Klance and also wanted it to be canon.

You can also check out this fan website for Klance that will have even MORE official Klance art added soon: https://klanceiscanonking.neocities.org/ ! Note it isn't designed for mobile view.

No matter how strong my longing gets, it won't stop as long as I'm me. I can't pretend I don't exist when you're touching me.

it's just me and my gay fanfics against the world

Jason (Age 12): I’m not gonna die from inhaling cigarette smoke, quit worrying, B.

Jason (Age 15): *dies from smoke inhalation*

Jason (Age 19): Well, it wasn’t the cigarettes.

Teeny tiny🤲

“safe in your arms”

written for day 3 of september for @jegulus-microfic with the prompt “storm”

367 words

The thunder scared Regulus. There were too many things that the thunder reminded Regulus of. And James knew this. 

A storm was raging outside and Regulus was lying down in bed, curled in the covers. They smelled like him and James. James was making tea in the kitchen, and was warming up some of the leftover orange muffins he had made today for breakfast. 

A record is playing faintly in the bedroom, sending out warm noises. James walks in with a smile on his face, and his eyes visibly brighten when he sees Reg curled in bed like a burrito. “Tea and muffins dear,” he says softly, handing them to Regulus. 

Regulus takes a sip of tea and his face scrunches up a bit. It is not at all like his tea, Regulus thinks. 

“No need to make that face Reggie, I know it’s not your tea, but it's drinkable thank you very much.” James says, laughing. 

Regulus curses himself for making a face, because the last thing he wanted was to make James feel bad. “It’s fine really, sorry James. I’m just used to mine.” 

James smiles, taking a bite of his muffin. He sets the rest of it on the nightstand, coming up to snuggle Regulus. His fingers card through Reggies dark locks, brushing them out. Regulus melts into James at the touch, his back against James’ stomach. 

A sudden crash of thunder has Regulus closing his eyes and James feels Regulus tense next to him. “Love it’s ok, it’s alright. Just thunder, nothing more.” He says, placating him. “Just thunder love.” 

Hands come to soothe around and over Regulus’ body, through his hair, rubbing his chest and down his arms. It grounds him, feeling James touch. He focuses on the callouses on James hands, the hum of the record still on, the warm blankets over him. It helps a lot. 

“I got you, I got you,” James is saying. “I won’t let you go, I’m not gonna let you drown in this ok?” 

“Goodnight James.” It’s only 7pm, but Regulus is drained from the day. And he knows he’ll sleep well in James' arms tonight. 

“Goodnight love,” James says, kissing the back of head. 

its currently storming outside so its like perfecttt for this. and my little AHB! references make me soo happyy tehe.

-a.s.