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    “He’s a bastard, full of fury and all the failings of his line. You’re lucky I separated the two of you when I did, before it was too late.”
    Alex kept his eyes on his father, hands in the hilt of his sword. His father was wrong, he was always wrong. Michael was the best of all of them, the one who cared so much and tried to hide it. He took a step to the left, in an attempt to trick his father. It didn’t work.
    “He’s a good man,” Alex said as he blocked his father’s blow, side stepping out of range again. “He’s a good man, a good knight, better than any of us. And it was too late father.” He laughed at his father’s incredulous face. “You didn’t separate us in time at all.” He laughed again. “Where do you think I spent last night?” His father’s rage was not enough to quiet his laughter.
    He twirled out of his father’s way and sliced his arm while doing so. A superficial wound, but a still a wound.
    “’Ours is the Fury’, father.”
    Another voice broke through.
    “Didn’t know you officially joined my house darling,” Michael said as he withdrew his sword from another soldier’s stomach. “I wish I had known, I have a cloak for you and everything.”

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    As Chad is heading to his car—used, very used, but his, which made waiting tables all summer totally worth it, although he’s never going to admit that to Troy—he sees Ryan walking in the opposite direction, out of the mascot costume by now. His clothes look dry, and he’s definitely towelled off his hair; it’s sticking up worse than it did the one time in September when someone made the mistake of yanking Ryan’s hat off his head during homeroom. Chad looks around, but he doesn’t see any other cars in the parking lot besides the one he knows to be Jason’s, so he figures Ryan must be waiting for someone to come pick him up.

    “Hey, Evans!” he calls. “Need a ride to the afterparty?”

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    Disney got scared when people started saying that there were *gasp* gay characters in their idyllic fictional high school, so here's the version of High School Musical 3: Senior Year that doesn't end with a heavy dose of compulsory heterosexuality.

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    05 Aug 2020

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    As Chad is heading to his car—used, very used, but his, which made waiting tables all summer totally worth it, although he’s never going to admit that to Troy—he sees Ryan walking in the opposite direction, out of the mascot costume by now. His clothes look dry, and he’s definitely towelled off his hair; it’s sticking up worse than it did the one time in September when someone made the mistake of yanking Ryan’s hat off his head during homeroom. Chad looks around, but he doesn’t see any other cars in the parking lot besides the one he knows to be Jason’s, so he figures Ryan must be waiting for someone to come pick him up.

    “Hey, Evans!” he calls. “Need a ride to the afterparty?”

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    Disney got scared when people started saying that there were *gasp* gay characters in their idyllic fictional high school, so here's the version of High School Musical 3: Senior Year that doesn't end with a heavy dose of compulsory heterosexuality.

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    05 Aug 2020

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    Five prayers Nicky makes on his own, plus one with company.

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    01 Aug 2020

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    The thing about being a thousand years old was that years didn’t feel very long anymore; they were an over-produced commodity. The years of studying at al-Azhar wouldn’t feel like much at all to him now, but back then, they’d lasted centuries, and perhaps it was because all the time he spent without Nicky felt interminable, even before he’d known who it was he was missing. He’d carried with him a vague and inexplicable sense that he was waiting for something to begin, though he knew not what.

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    “I think I was in love with you before I knew you.”

    Nicky laughed into the corner of Joe’s jaw, breath tickling his neck. After all these years, he’d memorized the shape of Nicky’s nose, the sensation of his stubble at every stage of unshavenness, absolutely every imaginable corner and contour of his body, and the more he knew it the more he loved it, like an old favorite song that developed new layers of meaning every time you listened. “Always the poet.”

    “I really do think so, though,” Joe chuckled. “I die of love for you,” he said, switching to old Arabic, quoting Abū Nuwās. “And then I return to life so I can kiss you one more time,” he continued. His own words.

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    Over the past few years, he’s started sleeping as little as he possibly can without dying — his under-eyes are permanently bruised and he spends his daytimes hallucinating. It’s better than dwelling on what has come before: screams, limp bodies, spraying blood, blue eyes.

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