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she carved a bloody half moon on his throat

I started with 100 candidates to post for this year's wrapped, but managed to mostly slim it down to just twelve. Behold!

(Mostly 'cause there's a few honorary mentions under the cut. Enjoy those too.)

Links to each gpose's original post: January | February | March | April | May | June | July | August | September | October | November | December

And 2023's wrapped is here!

Leonas either gave Minona an enchanted hysterectomy or did something surgically magical to stop her having fucked up periods, and honestly I would fall in love with him after that as well

Karzarul finds a book series in Minona's house about a mermaid (in universe called an abysscale) having sexy adventures fucking various pirate men and women. Karzarul becomes incredibly flustered and doesn't let them look at the books, and it's so very obviously true stories about him from the past (and then later in the story we get a flashback to his fuckboy mermaid days).

Minona has calcified teeth from her time as a changeling, and she doesn't get cavities.

Karzarul froze. Leonas poked his head out of the kitchen. “What.” “I know I shouldn’t bring it up because it’s rude,” Minnow said, “but you guys are acting weirder than usual.” Leonas slowly emerged from the kitchen, eyes narrowed as he took off his gloves. “Have you been? Seeing? My dreams?” “I don’t wander into people’s dreams when they’re using them,” she said, offended. “I didn’t even know that was a thing you could do. I never learned dream stuff.” “Right,” Leonas said. “But it seems like you know something.” “Have you ever gone over to someone’s house,” she said, “and it turns out they’re having a fight with their boyfriend, but they don’t want you to know they’re fighting? So they’re extra polite and excuse themselves to another room and start arguing in there like you can’t hear? And you have to sit there and pretend not to notice because it’s awkward?” “No,” Leonas said. “Yes,” Karzarul said. “It was like that,” Minnow said. “Except usually with Leonas his dreams would leak blood, but lately it’s been flowers, which felt like a good sign. And I sorta, I tried to wander over, actually? After you said it was possible, and didn’t need a complicated spell. Only I never really got the hang of dreams. I never went to kindergarten, or wherever they teach you that stuff if you have parents. No one ever taught me how to make my own dreams. I always used dead people’s, since they weren’t using them. I thought I figured it out a long time ago, but after everything Karzarul said and after I got to sleep at home, I realized it was actually the stars. Which means I never learned how to make my own dreams, and you’re not allowed to make fun of me for it because I’m only telling you so you know I wasn’t spying.” Karzarul’s brow furrowed. “It wasn’t literal,” he said. “The thing about dreams.” He frowned. “Was it?” “You were having ghostly visions with my dream blood leaking into them this whole time, and you never thought to mention it?” Leonas asked. “It’s not like it happened all the time,” Minnow said. “I didn’t even know whose blood it was. You never talked about it, so I thought it was off-limits.”

“Dreams just happen,” Leonas said. “There’s nothing to learn. You didn’t miss a class that everyone else took.” “I’ve seen it,” Minnow insisted. “A teacher had a quest for me, and he wanted me to come talk to him while the students were in nap class.” “Naptime,” Leonas said. “Toddlers get naptime. Because they get tired. Not because they need to learn how to dream.” “I can’t tell if you’re messing with me.” “Why would I be messing with you.” “How should I know!” Minnow said. “Why would I know how it’s supposed to work? It’s not like anyone told me. It’s like the hair thing all over again.” Leonas held up a staying hand before Karzarul could ask. “Changelings don’t brush their own hair, it’s a whole thing, let’s stay on topic which is this weird dream thing Minnow has going on.” “Why is that the topic?” Minnow asked. “I thought the topic was how you guys were acting weird.” “We’ve moved on,” Leonas said. “You’re changing the subject,” Minnow said. “Does he make you ask for permission to touch him?” Karzarul asked. “Stop it,” Leonas snapped. “He doesn’t make me,” Minnow said. “He won’t enjoy it if I don’t, that’s all.” “You agree that the dream thing is weird, right?” Leonas asked Karzarul. “Has she always been like that, or is this new?” “It’s—in retrospect it’s possible she’s always been like this,” Karzarul said. “There have been some weird dream situations. Historically.” “Are you being awkward because I kept bringing up the boyfriend thing?” Minnow asked. “I thought you were only being weird about it because of Ari, but if you really don’t like it I’ll leave it alone.” Leonas rubbed his temples. “It’s like trying to have a conversation with puppies in a butcher shop,” he muttered. “Let’s summarize: you have a weird dream situation.” “Right,” Minnow said. “It made you tangentially aware of our weird dream situation.” “Right,” Minnow confirmed. “You don’t know details.” “Right.” “But you feel we are acting unusually.” “I know you are,” Minnow said. “What I don’t know is if it’s because you had a dream fight, or if it’s because you don’t actually like the idea of me being your girlfriend and don’t want to admit it.” “You’re in a relationship with Karzarul,” Leonas reminded her. “He said he’s fine with it,” she said. “He says a lot of things,” Leonas said. “Hey,” Karzarul said.

i really wanted to draw the hug