goddamn. i was holding it together, stiff upper lip and all that until I got to Jared's second kiss, and the bruises on the inside and then the art for that moment and yeah. you got me, cold, shriveled black heart and all.

and poor, poor Zablah. at least he's a snappy dresser, right?

beautiful and heartfelt and a perfect companion to your artist's prompts. you done so so good, kiddo.