tag game WIP stuff
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I am working on a Gleebeard 🌻🌳 (Glorfindel/Treebeard) cozy monsterfucking steamy romance modern AU. Here's a safe-for-work snippet that will give you a taste of what's to come:
When Glorfindel saw the job listing in the back of the newspaper, it seemed almost too good to be true. He was thumbing through the classifieds, looking for jobs that hadn’t already rejected his application. He’d lingered long and hard over a splashy and troubling ad posted by Isengard Industries, seeking test subjects for clinical trials. Reluctantly, he moved on. He was desperate, but maybe not that desperate. Not yet. Then he saw it. A tiny ad, tucked into the corner of the very last page. LOOKING FOR ADVENTURE? Fangorn National Forest and Nature Preserve seeking full-time resident Wildlife Management Specialist. Must love trees. The ad was a little vague about the job’s duties. But Glorfindel didn’t care. Not when they offered full medical and dental, 401k match, tuition reimbursement, paid vacation and sick days. The base salary was decent and promised annual cost-of-living and merit raises. But best of all? On-site housing provided. Urgent need for qualified candidate with immediate availability. Well, Glorfindel was immediately available. And he was, if anything, overqualified. He had found, much to the dismay of his mother (and his bank account), a master’s degree in horticulture and forestry was worth about as much as the paper it was printed on. Six months after graduating, he’d sent out countless applications and gotten exactly three interviews, all of which went nowhere. A lot of impersonal, condescending replies: “Thank you for your application,” “The City is hiring for entry-level roles at this time,” and “In light of your impressive qualifications, we will keep your resumé on file, in the event we have an opening for a position more suitable to someone of your caliber.” What caliber? What impressive qualifications? Glorfindel was just an ordinary guy. He had a mountain of student loans, a dead-end part-time job at the state park, a month-to-month lease at an overpriced apartment, and a broken heart. There was nothing to keep him in Gondolin, nothing but inertia and despair.