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G.T. Anthony 🏳️‍⚧️🦇 @theeldervampire.bsky.social · 2h

When Gideon is later murdered, neither Lucian nor Terryn could imagine their lives without him. The two siblings were separated for many months, each believing that the other was killed, as well. So when they reunite, their bond grows stronger as they try to figure out how to take back their kingdom

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G.T. Anthony 🏳️‍⚧️🦇 @theeldervampire.bsky.social · 2h

#WritingPrompt Prince Lucian is the youngest of 3. He and Gideon feuded and bantered often in their youth, & their sister Terryn was always the sweetest with him. As they grew up, Lucian started to appreciate Gideon's teasing, because when it mattered, his big brother would always be there for him.

Ian Haramaki 🏳️‍⚧️✨ @cometkins.bsky.social · 3h

Does your MC have any siblings? Are they part of the story? What are they like? #WritingPrompt

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Milo (he/xe) 🏳️‍⚧️ 🇨🇦 @milosometimes.bsky.social · 5h

Callum's first look at 'Perne' isn't exactly... impressive.

#WipSnips #FtSF #WriteSky

Outlined text over a dark blue ocean. The horizon is obscured by fog.
The text reads: From the Sea Fret. As the bus driver navigated the labyrinth of potholes, we passed by a weather-beaten wooden sign. ‘Welcome To Perne’. We dipped down over the swell of the cliff, and the town came into view.
It was nothing more than a few grey buildings splattered against the canvas of the landscape. Nestled in a small valley, and surrounded by harsh low-lying brush, it was barely big enough to even have a name. The only paved road it had was the one we were on, which ended abruptly at the base of the farthest cliff.
The word 'welcome' is underlined.

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G.T. Anthony 🏳️‍⚧️🦇 @theeldervampire.bsky.social · 3h

#WIPSnips | Welcome 🏳️‍⚧️
After a necessary visit to a new town for supplies, Declan accepts a job offer as an apprentice to an apothecary that gives him access to this world's equivalent of HRT for the first time.

“I can be taught,” I insisted. “I appreciate you so much, Mastrum Jolnulf.”

“I will reach out to you when you can start.” After I paid them the extra money, they handed me the tonic. “Have your first dose here, just so that I can see how your body reacts to it.”

I nodded, popping open the vial. It still didn’t feel real. I couldn’t wait to tell my Da about this.

As soon as I thought that, my face fell. I couldn’t tell him about it, because we were further apart than we were back in Sunderland. Even with my father’s letter, I still didn’t know if I could truly face them again.

“Are you alright?”

I blinked, giving a brisk nod. “Aye. Just thinking.” A deep breath to steady myself, and I then sucked the tonic down in one quick sip.

I didn’t feel any different, but I didn’t feel anything wrong, either. If anything, I was relieved. I was always made to feel uncomfortable, trying to assert what I needed as a self-made man. But with Mastrum Jolnulf, it was casual. There was nothing inconclusive. They didn’t dismiss me. In fact, someone like them would never dismiss me.

“How do you feel?” they asked.

I managed a smile, trying to dry my eyes. “It’s nice to not feel like something is wrong with me.”

“Oh, lad.” They gave me a smile. “Welcome to Brømkhald.”

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G.T. Anthony 🏳️‍⚧️🦇 @theeldervampire.bsky.social · 13h

That's it for now! This thread was actually really fun to do! 🌈

G.T. Anthony 🏳️‍⚧️🦇 @theeldervampire.bsky.social · 13h

Lucian tearfully reunites with his older sister, Terryn. And in the process, he's so happy that he can't help but give both his lovers affection. It leads to a now flustered Lucian coming out as poly to his sister.

When I looked back, feeling eyes on me, I saw Tobias standing next to Auðunar. They both were smiling at me.

“Auðunar, did you know the whole time?” I got up, pouting while taking his hands.

“He told me this morning.” He gestured towards Tobias.

“Oh, this is the most wonderful surprise! Oh, Tobias.” I smiled at him, running my fingers through his hair and giving him a soft kiss. I then turned back to Auðunar. “And you, keeping a secret from me.” Despite my words, I grinned, giving him a kiss, as well.

“Why, Lucian.”

I blushed, glancing back at my sister. She had a hand on her chest, her mouth agape in feigned shock. She had a smile on her face just moments later.

“Oh! Where are my manners?” I coaxed both men to join me back where Terryn was waiting. “Terryn, you remember Tobias, don’t you?”

“I do.” She grinned. “I’ve been seeing him often as of late.”

“R-right.” I cleared my throat. “Of course.”

“Who’s your other friend?” She eyed Auðunar, her grin mischievous.

I reached out to take his hand. “Terryn, this is Auðunar Thrandsson. He has been keeping me safe throughout my time here in Brømkhald. Auðunar, this is my sister, Terryn.”

He nodded, offering a bow. “Your Highness.”

Terryn grinned with delight. “I see that two men have your heart, Lucian.”

“Yes.” I stammered, my blush still heating my cheeks. “I know it is not conventional, and all…”

“Oh, please.” She slowly sat up. “You are happy, and that’s what matters.”

“I am.” I sat back down with her, and Auðunar and Tobias gave us both some space. “Now, we have much to talk about.”

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G.T. Anthony 🏳️‍⚧️🦇 @theeldervampire.bsky.social · 13h

When Lucian and Tobias reunite (after Tobias has believed for months that he was dead), Lucian is upfront about being poly and tells him that he fell in love with Auðunar in their time apart. At this point in the talk, Tobias is receptive to opening up their relationship.

He listened to me the whole time, his hand coming back to stroke my hair. There was a hesitant softness to his resolve. He did not look angry, nor did he seem quick to reject me. “You really do love him.”

“I do,” I stammered. My hand pressed to his chest, and to my relief, he did not flinch or shrug me away. “I love him, just as deeply as I love you. That will never change. And I can never choose between either of you.”

Tobias paused. “Can you explain that to me? I…” He sighed. “I want to understand, love. This is new to me.”

I nodded, still nervous. “You both love me in different ways, and that is what I like the most. Tobias, you have brought so much joy into my life. Even when I was trapped in that castle, your friendship kept me sane. You are my first love, and your tenderness with me was something that I have missed in the time we were apart.

“Auðunar, meanwhile, is stern and practical, but he is also passionate when given the freedom to be. He is devoted, always there to make sure I’m alright. He helped me realize that there was more to life than what was first taught to me. He helped me feel free. Truly free. And now, the whole world is open to me. And I want to share it with the both of you. I do not know how else to explain it, but with the both of you in my life, I feel… whole.”

Tobias inclined his head. “Come here, love…” He coaxed me to kiss him again. “I’m glad you told me. And I’m glad you told him. It would’ve been worse if you hid what you were feeling. That wouldn’t have been fair to either of us.”

With how receptive he was, I grew far more relaxed. “I was hoping that you could see how much he loves me, just like he will see how much you do. You will never have to beg or fight for my attention. I will divide my time. My heart is big enough for the both of you to share. And if you ever want me to give you time, all you need to do is ask. And some days, perhaps I will decide who I would rather be close to. Like tonight.” I nuzzled his hand as he began stroking my cheek. “I wanted to sleep in here with you, and Auðunar understood.”

“You’ve thought about this a lot, love.” He started to chuckle, making me divert my eyes. “Come now, look at me.”

I did, seeing that his smile was slowly returning.

“I love you, Lucian. And I can see how happy he makes you.” He kissed my brow once more. “For you, I’m willing to try.”

“Wait.” I gasped. “Really?”

He nodded. “I may get a little jealous,” he started. “And I still don’t quite understand it all. But it’s like I told you earlier. I never want to lose you again. Ever. So, if being with both me and Auðunar makes you happen, then that is what I want, too.”

I could not help it. I started to cry again, holding onto him so tight. “Thank you!” I was quick to kiss his face. “Th-thank you, thank you! I love you so much. Oh, Tobias.” I could do nothing to contain my relief and joy.

He smiled along with me, kissing my lips again. “Don’t ever feel ashamed of who you are. All right? You deserve to be happy. And always remember that I love you, no matter what.”

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G.T. Anthony 🏳️‍⚧️🦇 @theeldervampire.bsky.social · 13h

In Devotion, Anguish, and Repentance, Lucian has come to terms with the fact that he's poly, in love with both his oldest and dearest friend (Tobias) and the mercenary that helped him embrace his second chance at life (Auðunar). This is him coming out to Auðunar.

“Take me with you,” I repeated, finding my voice. I took hold of his cheek, careful when my fingers stroked along his beard. It was subtle, but I felt him lean into my touch. “I want to go with you, Auðunar. I want to be in your company. I want to go on an adventure. A real one. I want to see all of Brømkhald. I want to see the islands. I want to see the world. I want to be just a man that is going on a quest with no certainty on what our fates will be.”

His brows rose. He took my other hand, squeezing it. “Well, about that last part…” He then poked my right cheek, under my eye. “It may not be as uncertain as you think.”

That made me outright giggle.

“But what about your Tobias?” he then asked. “Did you not mean to fix things with him?”

My heart raced. I needed to confess it to him. “I…” I stammered. “What if I cannot let him go?”

He watched my face, his hand still on my cheek. “Be honest with me, Lucian,” he said. “You cannot choose. Can you?”

My nerves were catching up to me. What if I was right all along? What if he would shame me or revile me? Despite it, I shook my head.

“I can’t. You both are too precious to me. I could never choose.” My voice shook. “I would be happiest with you both beside me. I think about it all the time, the two of you cherishing me at once. I can hold you both in my heart, and I hope that you would find it in yours to share me.” When he did not speak, I shrunk. “…Would you make me choose, Auðunar?”

He sighed, his expression softening as he held my face. “No.”

I paused. “Really?”

“Lucian, I would rather share you than live the rest of my life knowing that you might have regretted choosing one of us over the other. And if your Tobias still loves you, then he will understand that, too.”

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G.T. Anthony 🏳️‍⚧️🦇 @theeldervampire.bsky.social · 13h

Directly following the previous scene, Declan comes out as trans to Mícheil the first chance he gets. His best friend is almost immediately supportive. (Sir Hamish is Mícheil's father btw)

He was outside sparring by himself. I gave a little wave to show that I was coming by, but he was confused. He didn’t recognize me.

“Look, Mícheil!” I grinned, keeping in mind that Sir Hamish was nearby. “I’m a boy now.”

He blinked, putting down his blade. As he came closer, his eyes widened. “…Deirdre?”

I shook my head right away when I heard that name out of his mouth. “I’m a boy now,” I repeated. “My new name’s Declan. Look!” I showed him my clothes. I wore trousers that were a little too long at the ankles, and I had a vest on that helped me feel a little less afraid of my own chest. “And see?” I played a bit with my shorter locks.

He was curious, and as he listened, he gave me a little smile. “You are a boy.”

“Aye!” I couldn’t help myself, giving him a big hug. It was much easier for me to hold him and be friendlier when Brigit wasn’t nearby where I had to watch her.

My embrace had him grinning. “Declan.” He said my name so easily. “You know what that means?”

“What?” I was already guiding him away from his house.

“It means you can be a soldier, just like me!” He took my hand, already letting me lead the way. “I don’t wanna be a knight. I’m gonna be in the King’s Army someday. And now, you can join me!”

“Join the army?” I giggled. “We’ll have to stay together. I don’t know anyone else there.”

“We will stay together.” He squeezed my hand, smiling as he kept close to me. “I won’t wanna be with anyone else.”

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G.T. Anthony 🏳️‍⚧️🦇 @theeldervampire.bsky.social · 13h

Later, Declan accidentally hurts himself when he starts cutting his hair in a panic. His parents are there to help him when he tells them that he doesn't want to be a girl.

It was still the middle of the night, but when I awoke I ran out into the main hall. I was in tears, hurrying to try and get rid of the matted knots I could still feel clinging to my head. I’d found a knife I’d seen my Da use to prepare food. Taking it in my hand, I began to cut.

I was tugging too hard on my hair, so I’d sobbed while wrenching it out and hacking at it. I nicked at my ear in my haste. That made me scream as blood pooled into my hands. But I still kept cutting at my hair.

My parents both rushed out of their room. They hurried to take the knife out of my hand and tend to the wound, but I was still crying profusely.

“I-I don’t wanna be a woman!” I didn’t even give them a chance to ask what was wrong. “I don’t want it!”

After my ear was covered to stop the bleeding, my Da pulled me tight into his arms, holding me as I cried. I clung to him and kept telling him I was sorry. He wanted nothing to change, after all.

“That wasn’t what I meant.” He was quick to assure me. “I’m not happy you’re in my life because you’re my daughter. I’m happy because you are my child. Never make yourself fit somewhere that doesn’t feel right just to make someone else happy. You hear me? This is your life.”

Both my parents held me. After the panic ebbed, Father evened out my hair, far more tender with the shears than I was with the knife.

We had a real talk afterwards. When asked what I did want, I told them that I wanted to be like Da. I wanted to be a boy and grow up to be a man. And it was the first time that they called me their son. They did whatever they could to help me. Once I had my cropped hair and was given new clothes, I felt a little safer in my own skin. It wasn’t much at the time, but it was enough to make me feel confident. And the first person I told outside of my own family was Mícheil.

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G.T. Anthony 🏳️‍⚧️🦇 @theeldervampire.bsky.social · 13h

When young Declan is first given "The Talk" and dealing with what he doesn't realize yet is dysphoria, his Da tries to assure him that identifying as a gender you weren't assigned at birth is perfectly fine. In this same conversation, he explains to his child that he's trans.

“However,” Da started as he continued telling me what to expect as I’d become a woman. “Not everyone grows up the same way. Perhaps, a person was raised as a boy but feels more comfortable as a woman. Or, they were raised a girl but live authentically as a man. Perhaps, a person feels more comfortable living as neither man nor woman.”

“But…” I trailed off, fighting tears. “How does a girl become a man?”

“One wouldn’t have to do much.” He handed me a steaming cup to drink as we talked. “Perhaps, such a man is uncomfortable in his own skin. It can be sometimes or all the time. But there are ways for him to get rid of that discomfort that can involve changing how he looks, how he speaks, or how he carries himself. These self-made men may want to do what they can to live as their authentic selves. It’s the same with self-made women, just on the other side. But remember, Deirdre, there is no right or wrong way to live. However you feel about who you are shouldn’t be determined by other people. They don’t get to make you conform, just because the world claims you should live a certain way based on how you were born.”

“But how do you know all that?” I asked.

He gave me a soft smile. “Because I am one of those kinds of men.”

My eyes widened. “Really?”

He nodded. “My family was not as understanding of how I felt. In fact, they wanted to force me to live as a woman. It made me unhappy, because I knew with all my heart that it wasn’t the life I wanted. I did whatever I could to break away from that, sometimes even putting myself in danger to do it.”

“But you’re alright now, right?”

“Yes.” His smile broadened. “I am much happier with my life now. I have your father, you and your sister, our home, and everything within it. And I wouldn’t change any of it.”

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G.T. Anthony 🏳️‍⚧️🦇 @theeldervampire.bsky.social · 13h

Meanwhile, Mícheil up until the point of this scene, had a horrible experience when he was outed as bisexual. His long-time friend, Declan, helps him find some peace with what happened and comforts him when Mícheil starts to panic over their mutual attractions to each other.

When I pulled back again, I grunted and hid my face in his shoulder. I didn’t want him to see my pain. Even when Father was miles away from me, his voice got into my head when I didn’t want it.

“Mícheil.” Declan touched the back of my head.

“I’m fine,” I hissed. “It’ll pass.”

“No, it won’t.” He turned my face to make me look at him. “What’s going on?”

I diverted my eyes. “If I tell you, it’d kill the mood.”

“Well, what you’re doing now is killing it enough,” he teased. “Talk to me.”

The confession sat down hard on my chest. It was constricting. “Y-you figured out that I’m bent, right?”

“A bit of a crass way to say it,” he chuckled, “but I’d hope that you are.”

“W-well.” I tried to distract myself. Running my hand up and down his arm helped, and I felt him shiver under me. “I kissed a boy, back in Gurindeck. He was kind. His mother was the widow of a tanner, and he and I liked to sneak away from the square to kiss. We did it a few times.” I sighed. “Sir Bartholemew lived out there. He hated anything different, so we had to be careful. And I thought we were. But I guess we chose the wrong place to meet.”

Declan’s face hardened. “Did those wolves hurt you?”

I looked away. “Just him. And Father.”

His breath caught. “He found you? Mícheil…”

I snapped out of it, tears blurring my vision. “I’m sorry.”

He stroked my cheek once more. “Why didn’t you tell me this sooner?”

“I-I dunno. Thought you’d laugh at me, I guess.”

“Why would I do that?”

“Everyone else did. The other Knights of the Crown. Their serfs, too. Even the tanner boy pushed me away, blaming me for the shame he felt. He went on to marry a nice girl, by the way. They’re happy, while I’m just…”

Declan’s hand was still gentle. “There is nothing wrong with you, Mícheil. I hate your father for what he’s put you through. Fuck him for ever putting that into your head. He’s the one that deserves to be laughed at.”

“But I couldn’t get away from him.”

“That doesn’t mean you’re any weaker or less of a man.” He leaned up to press a kiss to my brow. “You deserve to feel however you want about whomever you want. Man, woman, neither, doesn’t matter. Don’t let him make you feel so afraid.”

My body relaxed on top of him. My tension eased, and I kissed his lips. “I wished you were there afterwards. I needed you. I-I tried to remember some of the herbs your Da used and how you wrapped the bandages, but it wasn’t the same. I missed when you did it. I missed you.”

“Well, I’m here now,” he whispered, “in whatever way you want me to be.”

“Right now?” I kissed him again, my hand moving to his waist. “This is good.”

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G.T. Anthony 🏳️‍⚧️🦇 @theeldervampire.bsky.social · 13h

In Passion, Survival, and Revenge, Lucian confides in Auðunar (an acquaintance by circumstance at the time of this interaction) that he's gay. Soon after, he's relieved that it's treated like a totally normal thing that doesn't have to be a big deal.

Auðunar was still nearby as the others talked among themselves. “She is a beautiful animal,” he offered in Sunderish. “Most of us would kill for a hound like her.”

I chuckled, sheepish. “She is in her element here, I think.” I reached down to stroke her head. “I am pleased to have her here with me. It helped brighten the journey for me. She reminds me of home. Of her owner…”

“You do not own her?” He tilted his head.

“Well. In a way, I do.” I shrugged my shoulders. “She is Tobias’ hound.”

“Who?”

“Tobias.” I frowned as I thought of him. I hoped he was doing alright, despite the bitter circumstances. The sooner I could get to Berusær, the sooner I could prove to him that I was still alive. “He… He is my…”

I was worried to finish my sentence. There was no way of knowing how a man like Auðunar would react to hearing that I had a man as my lover. While I did not ultimately care what he thought, it was different to divulge that kind of information to a stranger that could hurt me for something as simple as loving another man.

“Your friend?” He blinked at me when trying to finish my sentence for me.

I sighed. “My lover.” I glanced back down at what was left of my food. I did not notice a sharp tension, so my shoulders relaxed. “Or, well… my former lover. Things ended poorly between us, last we spoke. We were then separated during the Fall of Gurindeck, and I have not heard from him since.”

“Oh.” He shuffled and sighed. “Sorry.”

“Whatever for?” I could not help a rueful smile. “You did not cause our separation, nor was it you that convinced him I was dead.”

“I am just sorry.” He finished his food and got up.

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G.T. Anthony 🏳️‍⚧️🦇 @theeldervampire.bsky.social · 13h

Shortly after Tobias comes out to his father, Ewan Druiminn in turn confesses to his son that he's been in a longterm relationship (secrecy for protection's sake) with the man that Tobias has believed been a servant. Ewan is bisexual.

Druiminn coughed a bit, and I’d never expected to see this man so embarrassed. Yet here he was with this rosy tint to his cheeks. He kept his eyes down. “I haven’t.”

That had me tilting my head. “But I’ve never seen you close with anyone.”

He sighed, sparing me a glance. “Do you ever wonder why Alasdair is always so hard on you? Why he seems to know so much of what we talk about?”

My jaw dropped. “Alasdair?” I looked towards the direction of the estate, then back at Druiminn. “You and Alasdair?”

His blush only darkened. “Fifteen years, Tobias. With all the scrutiny with my testimonies and research, I was afraid that the dark mages would go after him if I let my guard down. So, we have kept it a secret all these years. He is a private person, anyhow. It all righted itself.”

“W-well.” My shoulders relaxed. “I’m glad it worked out for you two, in the end.”

“I consider myself lucky,” he smiled.

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G.T. Anthony 🏳️‍⚧️🦇 @theeldervampire.bsky.social · 13h

Tobias' misbelief in Love, Death, and Revolutions was his ideas on what it took to be a "normal man." In this scene, he finally confronted the guardian that taught him such toxic lessons (Bartholemew) and soon after comes out to his father.

I kept my head lowered. “I’m sorry, Da.” It left my mouth before I could stop it. I never called him that before. “I-I’m sorry I let you down. And I’m sorry for ruining things with Prince Lucian. I didn’t want to tell you what happened because I was afraid. I was afraid you’d hate me or do something like what Sir Bartholemew did.”

Druiminn frowned. “Never. I would never do that.”

I tried to keep my eyes dry, but it was no use. “I love him… I love Prince Lucian, and I was too scared to say it. That’s why I thought it wasn’t a good idea to be his guard in the first place. That’s why he wanted to end things. I broke his heart. He probably thinks I hate him.”

“Tobias…”

“He was fond of me for years, and I’d just wanted to be normal. I’m not a normal man, but I don’t want to be one. It’s exhausting. I can’t ignore what I am anymore. I don’t want to be afraid.”

For a moment, I feared that I said too much. It was mortifying, but I no longer had the strength to hold back. I waited for him to decide he was right to turn me away after all. But instead, he brought me into his arms and held me.

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G.T. Anthony 🏳️‍⚧️🦇 @theeldervampire.bsky.social · 13h

The very first time a character comes out is young Prince Lucian. His older siblings press him on if he has feelings for his new friend, and even though it started out as teasing, this is when he realizes that he's gay.

Both Gideon and Terryn exchanged a look, but it was my sister that spoke first. “So, with that said, how do you feel about Tobias?”

I blinked. “I just told you, silly,” I chuckled. “Were you not listening? I like to spend time with him. Sometimes, he has to work, so I let him. But other times I like it better when we can talk and play.”

Gideon shook his head. “What our sister is trying to ask is if you like Tobias.”

“I do like him, Gideon.”

“Not that kind of ‘like,’ brother.”

It started to click. Did he mean that…? I gawked, turning my head away from them. “No! No, of course not!” I blushed despite myself. “It is not like that with Tobias. I am a prince, and he is my guard.”

“We understand that,” Terryn insisted, “but I have noticed some things. He makes you happy. You like spending time with him. You say that he is nice to you and kind, and you like that he takes care of you. Those are usually good qualities in someone that you would want a stronger relationship with than simply friendship.”

“I have never heard of any notion more preposterous,” I scoffed.

That had Gideon grinning. “Terryn, he likes him!”

“I do not!” I crossed my arms. “This is why you are never invited to teatime.”

“Lucian…”

“I do not like him like that, Terryn,” I muttered. “I don’t. I-I don’t…” The thought made me more flustered. “I do not like him.”

As I denied the accusation, the thought began to occur to me that my brother and sister made strong cases for the opposite. But how could I like Tobias in the way that they were describing? A guard and his prince? Only princesses had the luxury of a guard or a knight wanting to regard and romance them. It was never the fate a prince got to have.

“Princes do not fancy their guards. Only princesses do,” I explained in a matter-of-fact tone. “It is simply not done.”

Terryn sighed. “That may be what is normally acceptable in stories, Lucian. But that is not the way it always has to be in real life. You can feel whatever you like about anyone you like. There is no right or wrong way to feel things.”

“Well, so long as you do not factor in that we have a duty to the Crown to continue our family line.”

“Gideon,” she hissed and gave him a light smack on the shoulder. “You are not helping.”

The pair kept bickering. I found myself sinking further into my chair. How could they let themselves believe that I had that strong of feelings for Tobias? Surely, that was not true. Besides, Gideon was right. We both had a duty to the Crown, even if I was not the heir. That was the life I was meant to lead.

But why did that fact make my skin crawl?

“Lucian?” Gideon got up from his chair. “When I become King, I will make it so that you do not have to marry a woman. If you don’t want to, then you should not have to.”

The further attention brought tears to my eyes. I shook my head and tried wiping my eyes fiercely. “B-but I don’t…” I did not have any further strength to deny it.

“It’s all right, Lucian.” Terryn came to my chair to give me a tight hug. I leaned against her, surrendering. “We did not mean to tease. We’re sorry to put that all on you.”

I whimpered, clinging a bit to her. Gideon was still nearby. “W-what if I did like him?”

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G.T. Anthony 🏳️‍⚧️🦇 @theeldervampire.bsky.social · 13h

#QueerPrompts
YES! 🏳️‍🌈💖💜💙🏳️‍⚧️⚧️
And in honor of National Coming Out Day, I'll share each instance (at the time of this post) of characters from The Art of Malignance coming out in a thread!

🌈CJ Aralore @cjaralore.bsky.social · 14h

#QueerPrompts October 11: National Coming Out Day: Do any of your characters come out in your story?

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#QueerPrompts October 11: National Coming Out Day: Do any of your characters come out in your story?

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Isobel_Starling @isobelstarling.bsky.social · 3d

Shout this from the fucking rooftops, people!! #fuckAI

A meme that says 'petition to add this button to literally every app right now: Exclude AI
meme by @FLScience

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G.T. Anthony 🏳️‍⚧️🦇 @theeldervampire.bsky.social · 1d

#QueerPrompts
It absolutely has. From the time I was just realizing I was bi back in high school to now being a transmasc adult, having access to positive queer rep to read, recommend, and look back on gives me some hope.

🌈CJ Aralore @cjaralore.bsky.social · 1d

#QueerPrompts October 10: Free Friday or World Mental Health Day: Has positive queer rep in books helped your mental health?

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Faine Greenwood @faineg.bsky.social · 1d

there’s this weird idea a lot of people seem to have about how all of us writers and artists must secretly want to use AI and are merely resisting temptation for ethical reasons, and like, no, it’s not hard for me to resist drinking the bowl of Piss With Glass In It actually

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Soma @sombramapache.bsky.social · 1d

And this right here, as everyone with functioning brain power warned, is why online age verification DOES NOT work. There is no way to implement it without putting anyone who uses it at risk.

Again: just amp up Parental Controls and start holding parents responsible for their kids' online access.

404 Media @404media.co · 2d

BREAKING: A catastrophic breach has impacted Discord user data including selfies and identity documents uploaded as part of the app’s verification process, email addresses, phone numbers, approximately where the user lives, and much more.

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The Discord Hack is Every Users’ Worst Nightmare

A hack impacting Discord’s age verification process shows in stark terms the risk of tech companies collecting users’ ID documents. Now the hackers are posting peoples’ IDs and other sensitive informa...

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G.T. Anthony 🏳️‍⚧️🦇 @theeldervampire.bsky.social · 2d

God, I need to TRIPLE check ao3 chapter drafts before posting them now.
I tried to share this latest chapter on my work, and in between me previewing the draft and posting it, my content warnings list had been raptured.
Note: the HEADER was still there. The actual WARNINGS were not.
Idk how tf--

G.T. Anthony 🏳️‍⚧️🦇 @theeldervampire.bsky.social · 3d

oh my god why am I rumble LMAO

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G.T. Anthony 🏳️‍⚧️🦇 @theeldervampire.bsky.social · 3d

I once wrote fanfic for a gift exchange prompt back in 2016 that took place in Renaissance Italy. I’ve always had a special interest in world history, so I liked the prompt.
It was my introduction into how egregious sodomy laws were, and I also ended up learning a lot about the Spanish Inquisition.

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G.T. Anthony 🏳️‍⚧️🦇 @theeldervampire.bsky.social · 4d

#QueerPrompts
…Kind of? Well, not explicitly.
I personally value inner beauty more than outer, which to me makes a person beautiful as a whole. So, a lot of my characters also feel the same way about loved ones and the people around them.

🌈CJ Aralore @cjaralore.bsky.social · 4d

#QueerPrompts October 7: National Inner Beauty Day: Does your story address outer vs inner beauty?

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