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[foolshcme]

oh look. I'm working on G's bio.

hmm. body...

hmmm.

[skeletal-spire-man]

"and now they're both gay."

She's bi. She's bi.

Please for the love of god. Or lack thereof.

She's bi.

[kokamobi]

Sitting on a bench at the yard, Namgyu bit his nails while looking into nothing.

He wished he hadn't come to school today. Thanos had a family thing to do so he skipped classes, leaving Namgyu alone.

Semi probably was hanging out with her friends, if she ever had any. And he couldn't care less about Minsu. He just put up with him because Thanos liked him, for whatever reason, but he was a coward loser, so, no thanks.

Not like he would hang out with Semi willingly, either. Fucking bitch.

So, alone he was.

He had munched some cookies he took from an open backpack at the classroom, even if he wasn't really hungry. The feeling of knowing someone would be upset for having lost their snack was more satisfying than the food itself.

"Namgyu!"

No one ever called for him. He stopped bitting his nails and looked, ayways.

"Namgyu, hi," a boy smiled at him.

He recognised him as one of his classmates, the one who was like an overexcited puppy.

Namgyu didn't like anyone at school, they were all stupid and annoying. The only exception was Thanos, even if he was, in fact, also stupid and annoying. But there were some others that he could bear on some days. This one was grinning big and friendly at him, and even if his enthusiasm irritated him a bit, Namgyu could tell he was being sincere.

"Aren't you bored, there?" he asked. Namgyu just shrugged his shoulders. "Would you like to come play football with us?"

Namgyu realised he was covered in sweat, his shirt sticking to his chest.

Wasn't that gross? Being all sweaty, and then what, going to the classroom stinking. Ew.

"Namgyu?" the boy called, when Namgyu spent too much time looking at him without replying.

"No. No, thank you," he answered, his cheeks feeling a bit hot. How this guy knew his name, anyways, he definitely didn't know his.

"What a pity," he pouted, a smile still tugging at the corner of his lips. Was that sarcasm?

Namgyu crossed his arms, frowning. What was with this guy, they hadn't spoken ever before, where was the sudden invitation coming from.

"Well, I had to try," he said. The quiet voice he used made Namgyu think he wasn't meant to hear that. "You're welcome to come play with us whenever you want, though."

Namgyu nodded, and the boy left, running back to his friends. They stopped the match to clap his back, some of them looking at Namgyu with unpleasant expressions.

Yeah, fuck them too, he didn't want anything to do with any of them either.

The boy looked back at him, too, and Namgyu thought his smile was a bit shy.

ㅡa daegyu highschool au (pt. 1)

[wolfsong-the-bloody-beast]

I found this message on a pack of tea.

Well, I can’t argue with that.

[sayakakurara]

Nobody Puts Adam Cole Bay Bay in a Corner

[larkral]

Oh my lovelies, Wednesday is upon us again, and that means I should be posting a chapter of ADA tomorrow and I am here with the sad news that I am not going to be posting a chapter of ADA tomorrow. The lack of a chapter buffer in combination with the season of daycare colds (and apparently daycare stomach bugs as well) have overtaken me. I've written a lot of the next section, but I'm feeling a bit on the edge of safety about it, and so it's not coming out to play quite yet.

Have I said before that I've been learning a lot about myself as a writer as I write ADA? I have! It's been so valuable and enriching and rewarding, and one of the things I learned is that I probably shouldn't post things as I'm writing them because #1) As a discovery writer, it's very challenging to periodically find myself locked into a narrative arc that I feel like needs pacing help and feel like I want to resculpt several chapters to do that and I just...can't (I know I can, it's fanfiction, there aren't rules, but I don't feel like I can) #2) good fucking god, my addiction-prone brain is not capable of coping with the intermittent-reward-granting casino that is feedback. I love feedback, I love everyone's comments, and if you've commented or kudosed or reblogged any of my words, you are a gift and have made my day brighter in immeasurable ways. But fucking hell, it's a lot harder for me to write when I'm thinking about when that next dopamine surge is going to hit.

So, okay. Some words. These words are...Agatha/OFC. ADA'ers you know who I'm talking about. This is for an offshoot story, because when you suggested I write ADA Smut, I immediately knew I was going to write Svea/Agatha. Sorry, Snowbaz ADA smut may get its moment, but that moment is not today. Svea POV:

The first thing I noticed about Agatha was the line where her jaw slopes into her neck, the interplay of tendons and skin and bone: the sternocleidomastoid, the hyoids, the styloid process. When she tucks her golden hair behind her ear, it's like the world lifting the clouds to reveal its most precious landscape.

Every body, every being, is a demonstration of the perfect shape of the universe. Every child, every tree, even every mal, is a punch through probability and into reality. Each and every one of us is magic incarnate.

Not that I want to pull every body flush with mine and make it pant and gasp and scream.

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[musette22]

Bucky is malewife, manslaughter, and manspread all in 1

Malewife

Manslaughter

Manspread