I am a sucker for
bishonenink. Everyone should be. Six-odd years and counting for me, and it's still magic every time, the kind you can breathe in, the kind doesn't leave you wondering if magic exists or not.
(Oh yes. Our best boys.)
So I would be so irresponsible if I didn't rec
Changing of the Guard. This is the taproot of my own writing: family, free love, sprogs, the inheritance of destiny. It answers that eternal question: how do you go on?
If you've ever missed an absent friend, and if you've ever found one, read this and remember. Best wishes, everyone.
Crossposted to:
tenku,
sprogs, and
shusu.