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🍁 here! What if he crushes on all their wives? Puahahahaha

that would be so much woman for one man!!

he'd start finding excuses as to why he can't make it for the Veterans' day bbq because all of the wives just hug him aggressively, with him being the captain of the squad.

soft breasts and lush curves EVERYWHERE on his person and he doesn't wanna scare em away with the very prominent tent he's gonna sport.

The boys think it's funny, and Johnny is the worst of the group. He'll get the wives together and be like, John doesn't eat hearty meals when he's at home because he has no one.

That's the spark that lights the fire.

Now they're all doting on him.

Johnny's wife is grabbing him, pinching his skin because he needs more meat on his bones.

Kyle's wife is already putting food away for him to take home, wrapped in cute, patterned cloths.

Simon's wife is actively making scones for him to eat asap.

He no longer has any blood flowing to the head on his shoulders.

Is Magnus Chase slowly starting to became one of my favourite book series?

Tastes like Obscenity

title: Tastes like Obscenity

author: Allnighter_Friend

rating: explicit

word count: 50374

summary: Jeon Jeongguk, notorious Rockstar and frontman of the famous band Aurum, just won a grammy and has since been acting differently. Park Jimin, his manager and longtime best friend, is left to deal with his sudden shifts in mood that necessitates damage control in their line of work, all while trying to cope with his feelings for the singer and his not-so-subtle advances.

link: AO3

*You hear little footsteps coming your way at an imminent pace*

Because I'm a sucker for angst, especially for dottore angst, let me just..

When you walked into this friendship with zandik, you really should've seen the signs of what to expect when you entered a romantic relationship with him. You chose to give him a chance, you wanted to make it work even with his odd personality and peculiar hobbies. You gave a chance to madness, only to be rewarded with crude memories of what used to be for the future.

You knew zandik as the unique case of human curiosity taken as an embodiment, he prided himself on that acknowledgment from other scholars. Despite the criticism he faced, he held onto his reputation as a mad scholar with little to no shame. You could tell that he was not one to conform to societal norms and his behavior reflected that. He was known for his eccentricity and his disregard for what others thought of him. However, this did not affect his scholarly pursuits, which he took very seriously. His reputation had become a defining feature of his academic career, and it was clear that he was somewhat comfortable with that. You knew how much his work meant to him, his studies a clear priority. You were attracted to his dedication to work and constant readiness, but what truly captivated you was his genuine passion, his charming smile, and his eccentric personality.

You didn't know how to excuse your nagging toward him, your need to care for him when he couldn't help himself. It was almost true love even with his lack of affection and attribution to the relationship. Touches that could never be shared, kisses that would never be truly met with, words that were never meant or were spoken too late. He avoided you in such a way that it hurt. You loved him, he needed you.

It took you a year, just a year into your guys' relationship to realize that this wasn't working. What should've taken you a week took months - a whole year wasted. You felt ashamed for wasting time trying to impress him. You skipped classes and risked your grades to help him. You were always there for him, so where had he been when you needed him?

It was over before you two even knew it. Maybe leaving him was ultimately for the best..

This has been sitting in my drafts for a very long time 🥰 the ending bit was rushed and I just wanted to share this

YESS! That’s amazing, just— yes. I want to consume your writing. Let me eat it. I too am such a sucker for angst. The third paragraph especially, your wording is so poetic.

I’d also love to see you write more about the reader making sacrifices for him to show just how much they want to make things work out and impress him. Like for instance maybe the reader spends sleepless nights trying to help him with whatever assignment he has when he simply doesn’t want to do it because he’s stubborn. And then later on in the day the reader falls asleep in one of their classes due to lack of sleep. And after that, eventually just skips their classes (as you said) for him because they figure that sleeping them away isn’t any better. (Idk, just a suggestion, what you have already is amazing!)

Now I’m wondering what other hidden gems you have in your drafts! :0

“Come to train?”

Jace accepts the invitation because he is trying to impress his twin who looked at Aemond with admiration when he bested Cole. He knew she always had a soft spot for Aemond because neither of their dragon eggs hatched, but they weren’t friends. Still, Jace actually gets jealous really easily (I just think he would) so even though he’s nervous he decides to go for it. He’s been training with his twin, who is actually very good with the blade, and Daemon so he thinks he has a fair shot.

He tries but it’s not long before Aemond has him on his arse. Aemond smirks.

“I think it’s my turn.”

Jace’s twin spins her blade and Aemond is intrigued, he’s never fought a woman. She’s faster than Jace and also has a battle awareness he lacks. Even in her dress she holds her own with Aemond. They’re only stopped by Vaemond’s parade, so there’s no clear winner.

Aemond is entranced. He always thought of her as a bastard, but not as horrible as her brothers. She tried to stop the fighting at Driftmark, but she still was one of them. Even so he’s following her and subsequently Jace, who refuses to leave her side.

Jace tries to impress her with Valryian poetry in the gardens. He’s always been in love with her, but he doesn’t think she feels the same way. Aemond walks around the corner from behind a bush and corrects his pronunciation.

They all go hawking, Viserys hopes it will bring them together. Aemond makes sure to outdo Jace at every turn. They come back to the Keep and practice archery “for fun” and Aemond makes sure to best Jace. And Jace’s twin makes sure to best Aemond. She smirks. He smiles. Jace frowns.

Aemond finally finds Jaces twin by Balerions skull finally alone. They banter and it’s tense but in a flirty way. Aemond is surprised he finds her so beautiful. Jaces twin is surprised at how soft Asmonds lips look.

“I’ve been looking everywhere for you!”

Enter Jace who is sensing something very wrong is happening between his twin and their uncle.

Aemond’s love language is competition

one night the party decides to go to an actual party. will doesn't want to go, but el wants to try something new so he goes anyway. later in the night, will ends up going upstairs to somewhere less overwhelming. he can hear someone in the bedroom so he knocks and finds mike. mike shoots a kind smile.

will comes in and not really knowing how to start a conversation anymore, just looks around. mike and will haven't talked in a long time. they've grown apart. eventually mike says something and the bridges open up again. they talk like nothings ever happened and they're young again. the world is simple again.

after ranting about something ridiculous and making will laugh, mike looks at him. Mike really likes seeing him happy like this. In a moment where he wasn't thinking, he leans forward quickly and kisses will. will jumps back suprised, but before mike can apologize, he leans foward and kisses him. will pushes him slightly back on the bed. they keep kissing, but will keeps asking mike if this is okay. mike nods.

things get a little more heated between them, and suddenly mike gets really anxious and panicked. he keeps hearing his dads words in his head about people like him. so he pushes will off of him. he cries out for will to get away from him. will rushes to apologize but mike just yells at him to go home before turning his back to him. will just hurries up and puts on his shirt before going. embarrassed.

max is leaning on the wall in the hallway when she sees Will run out of a bedroom. she asks him if he's okay but he runs past her. Max goes to investigate. she raps on the door twice before opening it slowly. she can hear mike sobbing quietly and see his shoulders shake. she know this is not the time to give him shit.

she walks up to him slowly and sits down to his side. she doesn't say anything but put an arm around him. after while, he tells her what happened and she rubs circles in his back. she has a really sincere speech on how everything is not ruined and that he just needs to sit down with Will.

After talking, Mike feels a lot better and drinks some water out of a bottle Max got for him. He goes downstairs to go home before he sees Will on the back porch. In a moment of bravery, he heads back there to confront him.

He apologizes a lot, and explains that being with Will is scary, but it's worth it. because being with Will, makes him feel more than he ever thought he could be. Mike took Wills hand and took him over where nobody could see. The moonlight shines on Wills face as he kisses him for the first time. again.

- 💍

this is now my favorite fic of all time. ily.

Me thinking to myself: “ you know, maybe my spamton obsession has finally died down! Sure I’ll look at art once every while but I’m not feeling as obsessive”

Finds this video:

*starts to have brain rot once again for spamton*

[MV] Nosaj Thing - We Are (우리는) feat. HYUKOH

Uh, I don’t know if you remember Longbow Anon - but I said a while back I was inspired by your Wales HCs and I just wanted to share a piece of my fic with you if that was alright?

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‘’Be careful.’’ Whispered Wales, eyes narrowing as she crouched amongst the briars. Just ahead was a hare, lean and limber with anxious, twitching ears; One slip-up and it would be gone, vanishing swiftly over the hills. ‘’Stay still, hold the bow properly.’’ She hissed, eyes gleaming as she watched clumsy, uncertain fingers draw back the string. There was a tremor in his arms, the uncertain quiver of a deer struck in place. ‘’And stop shaking so much.’’ Wales sighed heavily, rolling her eyes as England shuffled anxiously in place.

‘’You’ll never kill it if you don’t let go of the string at some point.’’ The hare continued to tremble, nibbling on the sun-fed grass, very much alive. Impatience thrummed throughout Wales, her body fidgeting anxiously, hands snaking towards her own bow and quiver. ‘’England. Shoot the damn hare.’’ She grumbled under her breath, watching his face scrunch in frustration when he finally let the arrow loose - sailing nimbly through the air and landing with a solid thunk just a few inches from its tail. Predictably, the hare jolted to life as if struck by lightning and raced over the moor with a few agile bounds.’

Weep, longbow anon I think of you fondly often and you have???? Broken my heart???? Filled me with an insatiable yearning for more???

THIS IS SO GOOD WHAT THE HECK, giving me this is MORE than alright, I cannot wait to read the whole thing!! Good luck with your writing, I hope it goes smoothly because DAMN I am invested!

Stardew AU:

Kagami as either the lead warrior or blacksmith of the adventurer's guild (maybe both). Just big monster hunter type vibes. Swinging or forging insane weapons and giving Sabrina (and probably anyone in the town that likes women) huge gay attacks when she walks around in her sleeveless outfits and exposing her toned arms.

Oh my god, blacksmith Kagami is such a good concept!!

never let anyone tell you that trawling through mediocre victorian poetry isn't worth it. we just happened upon an absolute BANGER of a worm poem. go read it or else 🪱🪱🪱

Not socialist in a “I won’t have to work” type of way but socialist in a “I’ll still be working but I won’t be worried I won’t make the rent” type of way. In a “billions won’t be hoarded by one person” type of way. In a “janitors, fast-food workers, child care workers, preschool teachers, hotel clerks, personal care and home health aides, and grocery store cashiers, will live comfortably” type of way. In a “the sick and elderly will be cared for” type of way. In a “no child should work” type of way.

𝖠𝗋𝗍 𝖻𝗒 𝖠𝗇𝗇𝖺-𝖫𝖺𝗎𝗋𝖺 𝖲𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗇 | 𝖨𝖦: 𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗋𝖺_𝖺𝗋𝗍

obsessed with this