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Gay Demi TrashThe court echoed with the noise of dribbling and running. Brutus and Cassius had three hours to themselves at the school where Brutus taught, and they'd decided to spend it playing basketball. The court was empty except for them.Gay Demi Trash by RedOctoberRising
"What team do you play for, the Cook County Ball Droppers?" Cassius taunted as the ball bounced away from Brutus again. Brutus glared at hm and chased after it.
"I played on the high school team, actually," he said, throwing the ball at Cassius's chest. "Back at St. Thomas More. We were the Panthers. I just haven't played in a while."
Cassius jumped and dunked in the net like a skinny, white Michael Jordan. Brutus had to admit that was awesome.
"I'd have expected the team to be like, the politicians or something," Cassius said, tossing the ball back to Brutus.
"Ha ha," Brutus said. "So, smartass, what team do you play for?"
"You know I hate team sports," Cassius replied. "Unless you mean I'm gay."
"I know. It's LGBT week, I always assumed you were the g
|And these are my sweeties- they are all wonderful and mean so much to me. |
- Fellow Hoosier and Whovian!
- Big brother
- Not on dA anymore, but my husband
-Fellow writer and history buff/creeper
Friends who I live near
- Great poet and friend
- Another sweet writer and geek
-Fellow Caesar fan and Brutus to my Cassius
- Once Latin buddy, now always Steam buddy!
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Purveyor of all sorts of nonsense. My talents include sewing, making Gatorade, and crying over history. You can usually find me in my office listening to Bruce Springsteen and writing bad fanfiction. I attend college in Indiana as a history major, and my passion is Western Civ. I'm a Christian theologian and my patron saint is Thomas More. In non academic stuff I like Attack on Titan, Achievement Hunter, anything British crime drama, bison, and Pokemon. I used to do a lot of photography but right now I'm working on getting better with the gimp. Please validate my existence.
I have two kittens, named Scout and Boo.
I'm pretty obsessed with Roman history, especially Julius Caesar's time, I love Shakespeare's Julius Caesar, and I ship Brutus/Portia/Cassius and everything hurts. I also like HBO Rome (Tobias Menzies is so perfect I hate him) and am a big fan of Thornton Wilder's Ides of March.
I sew cosplay and do some myself. 2013 Chicago TARDIS I was Eight and for Dashcon 2014 I was Carlos the Scientist.
It's Asexuality/Demisexuality Pride Week apparently (Tumblr will not shut up) and my friend and I have had a headcanon of Cassius being demi for a long time. This really early morning I couldn't sleep so I wrote this. The title on Ao3 is better, and a Breaking Benjamin joke. Curse you dA and your title length limits.
A note on "stimming"- a stim item (short for stimulation) is a small thing people who need to have some sort of tactile thing to do carry around. It might be a small toy, a piece of cloth, or a random item. My soul matish friend carries around two empty thread spools I gave him. I personally have a cross necklace that I always wear and a tiny crucifix on my keychain and I hold both. So now you know what stimming is. For some reason it seemed something Cassius would need.