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@id10t-error-f-ck
bring back tumblr ask culture let me. bother you with questions and statements
reblog to let people know it's ok to bother you with questions and statements
I miss when ya'll spammed me you should go back to your roots
I love being asked shit. It makes me feel like I actually exist instead of just floating in my skin suit.
The notes are broken. This is what tumblr is all about apparently.
THE NOTES ARE BROKEN! This has been reblogged so many times, Tumblr just shrugged and said “infinity”
this should be the most reblogged post on tumblr before it dies
We need to reblog this so much that the post breaks
Do not like
Keep. Reblogging.
If we reblog enough we could save it
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how did this lose over 5k notes
I’m glad we cost Yahoo 2 billion dollars.
it’s like a perfectly preserved body at Pompei
Finding this on my normal dash is like taking a stroll through the Park and suddently stumbeling upon the Codex Hammurabi just lying there.
being asked what i want for my birthday and suddenly I'm a minimalist who has never had a material want in my whole life
I believe that Andrew knows how to cook for two reasons:
1. Neil likes watching cooking/baking shows like Worst Cooks in America and Great British Bake Off and because Andrew has a photographic/identic memory hhe learns to cook and bakbake frofrom thathat and finds iit fun.
2. It helps to seperate the foster kid he used to be and the man he is now. It's also something he uses to anchor him in the present when he gets PTSD and other trauma related episodes since he didn't often have the smell of fresh baked bread or cake or anything like that in his foster homes.
It's Kevin standing over Riko's grave crying and grieving but he's not grieving the 20something man, he's grieving the 10 year old boy who was his best friend and brother.
Also I need a fic of where after finding out that Neil is Nat(because they were close as kids I WILL NOT hear other wise) Kevin goes "Hey Nat, where's Aunt Mary?" in the middle of practice one day because he knows that Mary would be pissed if he was here and causes chaos among the Foxes.
Has this been done yet
I desperately need a couple segments added to this where he goes
Neverind I'm in space *lays back down*
Shoot I'm teaching alien rocks *falls out of bed*
explain your gender in 10 words or less without using boring words like “male”, “female”, “nonbinary”, “masculine”, “feminine” or “androgynous”.
go!
I forget what i look like because it doesn’t matter.
Green. Fox. Twig. Campfire. Pebbles. Crunch. Smoke. Mole. Storm. Oil.
garlic bread
Its equivalent to my favorite color. Space.
Lovely to see we have spaces where you can gain access to so much literature!
I headcannon that Andrew and Arron take Neil and Katelyn's last names. Like I wholeheartedly believe that Andrew would rather go by Doe again instead of Neil being Neil Minyard or having their names be hyphenated.
By the time Aaron and Katelyn are considering marriage (and kids) Aaron has finally realized how bad of a mother that Tilda was and no longer wants anything to do with her and Katelyn is more than happy to share her last name with him.
I also think that Nicky would do the something similar with Erik when he finally realizes that his parents won't ever accept him. He doesn't entirely give up his mother though. He's taken her maiden name to be his second middle name. (I just went and found a common Mexican last name that I liked since she wasn't actually given one)
So now we have:
Nick Esteban Reyes Klose
Andrew Joseph Josten
and Aaron Michael Mackenzie
It’s Fourth of July Eve so make sure to leave some milk and cookies out for Captain America
I THOUGHT AFTER FOUR YEARS YOU PEOPLE WOULD LET THIS DIE AND YET AGAIN I OPEN THIS CURSED APP TO FIND MORE NOTES ON THIS POST
I wrote this instead of sleeping. It's 3am where I am.
Story inspired by this ↓ by the way.
Avery sat atop his throne. He was meant to hold court that morning but he had received word that his soldiers would be returning home soon so between sending people to retrieve spouses and family and make sure that palace was ready for his soldiers he was worn thin. He wore nothing more than a simple white long sleeve, a older pair of worn pants, and his crown. He was in no way presentable for court, nor had the energy to run the meeting.
But still they'd showed up. A group of 30 nobles from across his kingdom that'd come together once every 2 months for a 3 day period to speak of things that needed to happen and how to get shit done. When everyone had arrived over the last few days Avery told them that he would not be holding court this time and that they could stay if they wished but were more than welcome to go back home.
They stayed though. They saw how worn out their king was. And, after talking amongst themselves, agreed to stay and help with things around the palace until their king could rest easy once more.
Avery sat, twisting his grown out hair between his fingers. Sha had always liked long hair, Avery did as well when it wasn't on his own head, but as a knight he'd have to cut off his red locks before they left years ago when the war had started. He had saved a small portion of Sha's hair and had found someone to attach it to a clip for him so now it was not uncommon to see Avery walking around with Sha's hair attached to the clip and braided pulled back into Avery's Browning ponytail. Avery had promised that he'd grow his hair out until Sha returned home to him and the war was over and he had yet to break a single promise he made and he would not start with this one.
He watched as his court settled into their usual seats around the throne room as they all found a small but of time to sit in the hecticness of the morning. They'd received many letters and messengers saying that his soldiers where entering the kingdoms the night before so everyone was busy trying to get the palace ready for the soldiers who's be meeting their family here since they lived on the others side of the kingdom from where they were coming in and for the injured. They were ready now though. All they had to do was wait.
A very sat up stiffly when he heard loud voices outside in the court yard which was followed quickly by a member of his staff running into the room and telling him that the soldiers were back. He wanted to run out there, to see if he could find his knight, his Sha. But he know where he needed to be was on his throne where he'd be found easily and wouldn't get in the way of the medics and families. He didn't say anything though as many members of his court ran out to find their children.
He didn't have to wait long before the doors the the throne room were being pushed open again and a small flood of his generals and their families came in. He stood, not to get anyone's attention, though he saw a few look over but looked away when they saw him frantically searching the crowd, but to better see into the crowd to find a familiar face. A familiar face that was walking straight towards him.
He watched as his knight moved towards the dais. For a moment he was frozen. How he had longed for his love to come back to him. And there he was. His knight. His Sha. Battle scared and armor dented.
Avery quickly moved down the steps of the dais that his throne rest on and made his way to his knight and meet him in the middle of the space between the small crowd and the throne. Without a care that a portion of his court and almost all of his generals and their families were watching the cup his knight's cheeks with both hands and pulled him in for a kiss.
One that was long over due and years in the waiting. It was slow. It was fast. It was desperate and full of all the unsaid things they needed to speak but didn't have the words for. They kissed like they were relearning what the other tasted like. It was a mess of tongues and teeth and gripping hands.
Everything felt right now as his knight's arm wrapped over his shoulder and around his waist to pull him in close. He stare into his knights gorgeous blue eyes that seemed to regain just a little more life to them once they pulled apart for a moment to catch their breaths.
His queen was home and safe now and that's all that mattered. (His people mattered too of course but they were only a small part of what he was thinking about right then.
Is it normal to get attached to your own characters the same way that you do other people characters? Ive never gotten so attached to my own characters and I don't even know these two all that well.
These are Avery and Sha and they've only existed for a few hours but I already have a Royal AU where Avery is a king and Sha is his knight and they haven't seen each other in years because Sha has been away at war.
Sha is the red head femboy and Avery is the white haired elfish boy.
So I decided to have a little fun after I saw someone make a couple playing card designs for AFTG characters so I wanted to do something similar.
I don't like all of them but Neil, Renee, Allison, are my favorites and Nicky, Seth, Matt Andrew, and Dan look good. I don't care for how Aaron and Kevin look so I might re do theirs.
every aftg pair of blond california boy and his mafia boyfriend have dealt with a common hetromantic rival (Renee) and common homoromantic annoyance (Kevin)
Forever of the strong belief that YES, Neil can and DOES borrow Andrew’s hoodies and his jerseys but that Andrew physically CANNOT do the same with Neil’s because that boy is #thick and big and strong and if he TRIED to put on one of the #10 jackets/jerseys, it would split down the middle and has. & Neil LIKES that image but Andrew doesn’t go for it anymore because he entertained Neil TOO MUCH at the start and now Wymack refuses to get Neil any new PSU clothing if he Andrew rips any more
Neil learned his lesson. He likes seeing Andrew in his number. (It's proof that they are both alive.) He now purposely buys two. One that's too big so that it's also a little big on Andrew, and one that fits him.
Did anyone else read Jean Moreau and have no idea how to say his last name and assume that his first is said like jean pants? Or was it just me? It's been so hard to get myself to say it like John and not Jean.
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Also because I listened to the audio book once I found them, I say his name in the worst impression of a French accent. I'm pretty sure if Jean heard it he'd hit me for how bad it is.
