#milo things

First up: YULIAH WILDES and MILTON "MILO" BEASLY (Both designed by @mik-mania!)

Two clowns (facepaint designs pending) who live in the city and attend the church. Yuliah is your typical rowdy subjug, while Milo is a more quiet and laid-back laughsassin. The pair of them are roommates, and they spend most of their time hanging out together.

Yuliah is usually the one calling the shots, as Milo prefers to stand back and follow rather than lead. Where Yuliah dreams of becoming a Grand Highblood when she's older, Milo isn't really sure what he wants. For now, though, they're on mostly the same page, wanting to be an asset to their church and support the big guys in charge.

Next: DARCIE RUDRED and WYDISS "WYATT" PIXBEE (Designed by @indig0trolls!)

Darcie is the owner of Cee's, a popular cafe in Kildeau situated near one of the busier streets leading to the church. Clowns and civilians alike can often be found popping in, and Darcie has found herself an object of romantic interest for a surprising number of them. She'd rather just serve their coffee.

Wyatt is an Apiarist who cultivates and distributes a street drug commonly known as "Buzz." Made from a diluted form of mind honey, psionic users who partake often find their output increased by the stimulant. Wyatt prefers not to indulge in his own product.

Now: LENNOX ZALRIC and AIDULA DELPHI (once again, Newt's designs!)

Two members of Kildeau's little rebel problem, both these trolls are very good at staying under the radar.

Lennox makes for a perfect messenger, their lax demeanor and excellent intuition helping them avoid detection even by the most convincing of class traitors. They never leak info to anyone they shouldn't, and even in the rare cases they arouse some suspicion, it is always easily dispelled.

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"You're warming up, babe. What're you thinkin' about?" Huxley asks, that infuriating hand dipping down the small of his back, fingertips tracing the waistband of his boxers where they peek above his jeans. 

Face down, shouts muffled by the pillows. The gigantic span of Huxley's hands eclipsing his waist as he fucks him hard from behind. 

Damien hums a noncommittal reply, shaking his head, hoping to dismiss the thoughts altogether lest he burn a person-sized hole through this sofa. But then Huxley scoots closer, and his arms are long enough to reach all the way around Damien's body, that hand creeping around to paw at the soft crease where his waist meets his stomach. 

His hands nearly wrap all the way around his thighs, they're so fucking big, strong enough to fold Damien's body in half and hold him there while he works hot, opened-mouth kisses against his stomach, trailing down, down. 

"Damien?" Huxley says now, his tone a little worried. A bead of sweat falls from Damien's neck, trickling down his spine. 

"Are any of your teammates telepaths?" Damien asks suddenly, and Huxley blinks at him for a second, an adorable furrow between his brows. 

"Uh, no? I don't think so," And the most frustrating part of this entire situation is that Huxley doesn't realize how his touches are affecting Damien. Huxley is affectionate by nature, and to him his gentle, exploratory hands probably seem completely innocent. 

Maybe they were completely innocent, and Damien was just a horny pervert.

'If you keep touching me under my shirt like that you're gonna give me a hard-on in front of all these people' 

The thought passes between them easily, and Huxley's eyes go wide once he hears it. His lip quivers for half a second before he bites it, and Damien knows he's trying to hold back laughter. 

headcanons

Milo nasceu em Londres, mas cresceu imerso nas tradições tailandesas que seus pais se esforçaram para preservar. O sr. Suthipong o ensinou tailandês na infância, mas com o tempo ele perdeu a fluência. No entanto, algumas palavras e expressões continuam a surgir em momentos de emoção ou nostalgia.

Crescer na propriedade dos Thornhill teve dois lados: o acesso ao conhecimento e aos livros era um privilégio raro para um filho de empregados, mas ele também enfrentava o peso constante - e frustrante - das comparações com aqueles que tinham uma vida mais confortável e sem tantas barreiras sociais.

Milo percebeu sua sexualidade ainda no início da adolescência, mas a aceitação foi um caminho longo e solitário. O medo de ser julgado pela sociedade e pela própria família o levou a tentar se encaixar, o que resultou em namoros que nunca prosperaram. Seu maior conflito interno era equilibrar o desejo de ser verdadeiro com o medo de rejeição.

Durante a juventude, Milo teve pequenas paixões não correspondidas por amigos ou conhecidos, mas nunca teve coragem de revelar seus sentimentos, optando pelo silêncio como forma de proteção.

Milo é conhecido por suas aulas inovadoras de botânica. Em vez de confiná-las a salas de aula, ele prefere levar os alunos para o ar livre, incentivando-os a tocar, sentir e compreender a natureza. Para ele, a conexão com o ambiente é a chave para o aprendizado verdadeiro.

Apesar de sua expressão apática e distante, Milo tem uma conexão especial com crianças e animais, que parecem instintivamente atraídos por sua presença tranquila. Ele não admite abertamente, mas adora a companhia deles e sente-se mais confortável com esses encontros do que com interações adultas.

O amuleto budista que sua mãe lhe deu na infância é um de seus maiores tesouros. Ele acredita que o objeto não só o protege, mas também simboliza sua ligação inquebrável com suas raízes culturais.