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Digging into the Hexslinger Trilogy because gay wizard cowboys is a pretty good incentive. I just started book 2 they’re pretty great fun.

Chess is incredibly fun to draw he’s such a delightful character. I’m not sure I got Rook quite as over the top bara seme as I picture him but it’s a first attempt.

And forever alone Ed at the bottom. Ed, what have you got yourself into.

I was asked for a Toronto-based / Highschool / Hexslingers AU.  Challenge accepted.

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Part I

The sun rises and so does Chess Pargeter.

There are no blinds or shades on the window.  No curtains to draw and no aluminium foil taped up to hold back the sun.  It creeps in at dawn and makes its way up his body; a slow seduction of warmth and light.  By the time it reaches his face, the sheen of sweat coats his torso.  The light sears through his eyelids until he finally surrenders to wakefulness.

There isn’t much to Chess’ room.  A mattress on the floor, a mirror leaning up against one wall and books piled on a sparse desk and chair.  A green quilt, ‘liberated’ from a clothesline on Wellesley, acts as his only blanket.  The only items of value, pieces of Chess’ carefully curated wardrobe, hang reverently from an exposed pipe on a wall opposite his bed.

He sits up and peers out of the window, squinting in the bright light.  Jarvis Street still sleeps in the early morning, more accustomed to burning the midnight oil.  Chess closes his eyes and practices the meditation technique that has sheltered him his whole life.  He breathes in deeply, drawing energy from the tips of his fingers and toes.  He can see it travel up his limbs in his mind’s eye, soothing the frayed ends of his nerves.  By the time it reaches his chest he feels centred.  Still.  He exhales and rolls his head forward.  Today is the first day of his last year of high school.  Then, his obligations will release their hold on him forever.

Chess stands and fishes a towel from under a stack of books.  A few topple to the floor, mostly travel books with vibrant pictures of Mexico and South America.  The road map that ties it all together sits open on his desk.  A deep red line tracks from Toronto through the United States and further down past where the map terminates at the fold.  His graduation road trip.  One way towards salvation via the I-35.

To get to the bathroom, and subsequently the shower, Chess has to slip past the door to his mother’s room.  He peers around the edge of his door frame and sees a red ribbon tied around her doorknob.  Sighing, he steps out into the hall and closes his door behind him as silently as possible.  In most cases, they are usually gone by the morning.  He isn’t sentimental; it isn’t about seeing Oona and having to exchange awkward familial conversation.  There is just always a risk when they sleep over that they might want in the shower when he’s using it.  As Chess passes by, he leans in towards the door, straining to listen for any sound.  It is silent, save for the faint rustling of sheets.  He figures it is safe to proceed with his morning rituals.  At least an overnight visit will net them a little extra cash for the week.

When he steps out from the lingering steam, Chess’ fair skin is bright red from the heat of the water.  Something about a hot shower makes him believe that he might actually be able to wash away more than just the grit and grime of this place.  He looks in the mirror and watches the tint fade into splotches of freckles that splash across his skin.  His red hair looks brown when wet, a variant that he much prefers to reality.  He thinks about keeping it cut short so that it looks darker than it actually is, but the stubble he’s trying to grow into a beard gives it all away anyway.  With his towel tied firmly around his waist, he starts washing, trimming, and preening.  A pair of deep green eyes watch his efficient routine through the mirrored glass, and slowly his mask falls into place.  Chess holds the world at a distance and watches it all pass by behind a practised indifference.  The upward curl of a smirking lip settles in just as someone pounds at the door of the bathroom.

"Is there another man in there, you FUCKING CUNT?!"

Chess sighs.  Day one.

jayesfables asked:

I'm glad you like it! My kind of origin story of Jared as the Rev goes something like: I was looking at your blog back when I first discovered you had a tumblr and when you talked about Jared in Supernatural-related posts your descriptions reminded me of the ones of the Rev (in terms of... bigness...) And I'm notoriously bad at remembering actual character descriptions in books. ;v; It makes me wonder, though, what is your dreamcast-type-thing for Hexslingers, if you don't mind sharing? c:

Not at all! Chess was originally based on Ben Foster from 3:10 to Yuma, and that never changed—red hair/green eyes, yeah, but otherwise Chess is a Charlie Prince who knows he’s gay first and foremost. So the Rev started out as Russell Crowe/Ben Wade, but quickly shifted and eventually ended up as a very young version of Clancy Brown, say Buckaroo Banzai-era. Morrow is Liev Schreiber, probably with Sabretooth’s terrible sideburns from X-Men Origins: Wolverine. Yancey Colder Kloves is Ellen Page. Grandma is a much squatter version of Tantoo Cardinal. These days I’d cast Cara Gee as Yiska, because I’m enjoying her so much on Strange Empire. There are a couple of albino Chinese models I looked at for Songbird, but she has a whole lot of classic Ziyi Zhang in her. Pinkerton…the slightly out of shape version of Gerard Butler was where I started, from Law-Abiding Citizen. Sheriff Love, like I said, was Jared Padalecki crossed with the lead singer of 16 Horsepower, which means that Sophy Love was Adrienne Palicki, to the mole on her forehead. I never had anybody in mind for a lot of the minor(ish) male characters, but I was definitely thinking of an OZ-era Dean Winters or Joseph Gordon-Levitt for Three-Fingered Hank Fennig, and the nicest ladies possible for his g’hals. As for Ixchel, I wanted someone straight-up Maya as you can get for her original/astral form, but Gina Rodriguez would do really well for her Miss Adaluz body. Oh, and Kees Hosteen was, of course, Jim Beaver from Supernatural.

Amended to add: These days I could easily cast David Morrissey as the Rev, and probably cast a bunch of other parts out of The Walking Dead too. But I wasn’t particularly fannish about the show back then, so. (shrugs)

Welcome to Hexslingers
We are the Unofficial Fandom for Gemma Files’ Hexslinger Series.

We are Kristi & Natalie; it’s a pleasure to meet you all.
We intend to use this blog to share our absolutely ridiculous love for the Hexslinger series with the internet.

If you’re a fan of the novels we hope you will help us contribute to this fandom. If you’ve never heard of them then I hope we will make you curious enough to give them a try.

(Just in case you’re wondering why we used a slightly doctored 3:10 to Yuma image in ‘welcome’ banner; we felt it worked well for a visual representation, & if you’re a fan of the series you’re probably well aware that Ben Foster’s portrayal of Charlie Prince was Gemma Files’ inspiration for Chess Pargeter)

xeriklehnsherr asked:

okay my taste in books vary a lot tbh but the only constant is that they contain lgbt characters or plots or at least some subtext and they have a kind of supernatural/fantasy element to them [[i have like thousands of books to still read but i love new recs and you're like hella good at giving me books that ruin my life]]

that i am, that i am

The Miseducation of Cameron Post by Emily M Danforth (read this one first and come talk to me when ur done pls omg)

The Hexslinger Series by Gemma Files

The Nightrunner Series by Lynn Flewelling

send me a theme/genre of book you’d like to read

youtube

Amazing fan-made trailer for the Hexslinger series, or maybe a prospective movie thereof. Great choices!