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judgingbooksbycovers · 1 year ago
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How to Wrestle A Girl: Stories
By Venita Blackburn.
Design by June Park.
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geopsych · 1 year ago
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Here’s a video so you can hear the water and the thrushes. I took it for you because you couldn’t be there. <3
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toyastales · 5 months ago
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Destiny awaits ...
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casualoptimist · 2 years ago
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Book Covers of Note, February 2023
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emirkocturk · 6 days ago
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Bazen bir çok insanla aynı dili konuşmuyor olsak da. aklen ve kalben hep aynı uzaklara dalarız aslında..
Inner sadness..
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buttfrovski · 1 year ago
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my art progression with tweek and craig
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junebugsarchive · 4 days ago
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Hi june, your written is amazing!
If it fine with you can you do jealous yamazaki shingen or jealous park jonggun?
𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑, 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐍 . yamazaki shingen x reader
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summary: shingen and gun become jealous when a little boy musters the courage to ask you to marry him
pairing: yamazaki shingen x reader . platonic! gun park x reader
details: reader replaces somi park . ooc shingen . bro is whipped for you . gun's a little menace to society . reader gets a little suggestive . teensy subtle mention of amputation . anon ask . all banners used are from @cafekitsune . all pictures used are from pinterest
a/n: i've always wanted to write something for shingen there's just something ab tall, brooding men turning into putty just for you 😋 enjoy babes! did a mix of both for u anon, my pookies didn't deserve anything that happened to them. spoiler alert: i blame the midwife. i hate her. also sorry if u were expecting something more serious, i don't see shingen being the type to venture in public unless it's to stalk you
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yamazaki shingen does not get jealous. or at least, that's what he tells himself. jealousy, like any other emotion, is considered a weakness, and a weakness is something his countless foes will immediately grab on to once they catch sight of it, his father always told him.
he had learned to shut off his emotions a long time ago, ever since his embarrassing defeat against the famed gapryong kim from south korea. however he allows himself to have one simple weakness, despite his father and brother's disagreements, and that was you.
his darling, most treasured wife out of the ten women chosen just for him. you beauty shone through the others, and your quick-witted mind and equally sharp tongue was a stark contrast to the other women that only wished to survive in this cold, unfamiliar place.
shingen adored you. he favoured you, and that much was shown when he allowed you to keep your pinky, much to the displeasure of his brother. he gave you a strong and healthy boy with odd eyes, whom you proudly named gun, and treasured with your life.
shingen cherished you, anybody could tell. but do you love him too? this was a six-year question he never got the courage to ask.
which is why he is unsure of what to feel when he secretly follows you and your five year old son out of the compound and to a nearby public playground, and he sees a young boy bashfully coming up to you and showing a bouquet of wildflowers he had collected.
an odd feeling bubbles in his gut as he watches you smile warmly at the boy, patting his head with a gloved hand, gently taking the bouquet, complimenting it as you admired the flowers. nonsense. even shingen could make a better bouquet than that little brat could (he's lying) to give to you.
"what are you doing here?" shingen pauses in his train of thoughts, looking down, only to see his five year old son standing beside him with a blank look on his face, hands in his pockets. he wasn't even looking at the clan leader, merely staring unblinkingly at you in the distance.
the yamazaki head merely grunts, turning back around to watch you interact with the young boy. the little brat was getting bolder and bolder, daring to grab your hands in his grubby little paws and dancing around with you.
the father and son stood by the side, unnervingly identical blank dark eyes glued onto you, watching you interact with the child, and any passerby walking past them would have had to blink and rub their eyes, wondering if they were seeing doubles.
shingen spares a glance down at gun, and feels somewhat amused by how entranced his son was with you. truly, he thinks to himself as he returns his gaze to you. he is truly too much like his father.
he feels that same, odd feeling fluttering in his stomach as he watches the little beast motion for you to lean down, and braves a small peck against your cheek. the kid's face explodes in a fine assortment of red colours as the other children laugh and cheer, clearly entertained by this boy's foolishness. shingen watches as you merely smile at him and ruffle his hair, not saying a word.
to anybody watching, shingen and gun looked the same as before, but if they looked closer – really looked closer, they would see the exact same crease in between their eyebrows as their gazes became sharper, trained onto the boy.
shingen feels disheartened. why was it so simple for a young child you barely knew to kiss you on the cheek? he had been watching you, waiting for the perfect moment to give you a lil smooch, but each time you seemed to read his intentions and kept your distance.
shingen was frustrated. what was he doing wrong?
"MARRY ME!" the impudent little boy suddenly shouts, with flushed cheeks and a makeshift ring, made out of a little daisy he'd found.
immediately, both shingen and gun's head snaps towards him, death threats running through their minds. oh hell no.
meanwhile, you gave the poor, oblivious boy an awkward smile, extremely floored by the situation. poor kid, did he even know what he was getting himself into? by the looks of his expectant expression and hopeful eyes, clearly not. you clear your throat and open your mouth, ready to spout some bullshit, but someone else beats you to it.
"there you are, dear." you jump slightly in surprise as a deep voice murmurs in your ear, thick, strong arms snaking around your waist as your husband magically appears by your side, resting his chin on your collarbone, letting his hot breath fan your skin.
the little boy stares at shingen with a mix of indignation and fear. "w-who are you?!" he stutters out, and you had to admire his courage.
"i'm her husband." was shingen's immediate reply, and your eyes widen slightly to here the subtle pride in his voice.
the boy frowns. "no you're not! i'm gonna marry her, not you!" you sweatdrop slightly as the two males exchange heated looks – well, at least the boy's was heated, shingen looked purely amused, though you swore there was a tinge of annoyance that flashed through his eyes, though you could never telk what was running through that man's mind.
but unfortunately for the boy, he forgot that there was another formidable enemy headed right for them.
"kaa-san, is this shrimp bothering you?" your son smoothly steps in, gaze calm yet predatory as he looks down upon the inferior boy before him.
the little boy's eyes widen in fear as he recognizes gun, as do the children watching them with bated breath. "it's the playground demon!" a girl shrieks, and all the children flee in different directions, screaming their heads off, even your ever-so-valiant pursuer.
you chuckle a little, and sinply offer a loving pat on gun's head, who looks up at you with the same blank look, though your smile widens as you notice a fervent and soft tinge in his eyes as he gazes up at you.
shingen watches the exchange, feeling strangely out of place. he stiffens a little as you turn towards him, a gentle, yet unreading smile on your face.
out of courtesy, shingen wordlessly offers his arm, to which you accept, your other hand holding on to gun's tinier palm as the three of you begin your walk home.
"i noticed you'd followed my son and i here, lord yamazaki." shingen shows no reaction as your clear voice cuts through the awkwardness. he remains quiet for a few seconds, before turning to look down at you straight in the eyes.
"yes," he replies bluntly, and watches as you blink up at him, taken aback, clearly expecting him to dodge the question. your walls quickly rise as they had fallen, and your smile is quickly plastered back on.
"oh my, whatever for?" you chuckle as you continue your journey, and your voice turns teasing. "were you jealous, then? watching that little boy ask for my hand in marriage?"
"yes."
"ah, i expected-" you pause, and turn to stare at him disbelievingly. "...pardon?"
you weren't sure what you were expecting, but it definitely was not for the man beside you to avert his dark eyes, almost in embarrassment, suddenly looking like a kicked puppy. "are you... upset i interrupted?"
"how could i ever be?" and it's shingen's turn to be taken aback at how soft and genuine you sounded, it almost made him flinch in shock. "you are... my husband." you say quietly, ears tinged red.
a few more seconds of awkward silence pass, before the little gremlin decided to interrupt. "kaa-san, can you carry me?" gun asks blankly, stopping to raise his arms in your direction.
you smile, immediately taking your hand out of shingen's grasp, and the yamazaki clan leader is left with an unexplicable void in his heart as he watches you lift your child in your arms, smiling fondly at him as you continued walking.
suddenly, you stop and whirl around, smiling at shingen. and he realizes, with a start, that this was the first genuine smile he has ever received from you. and he loved it.
"it seems i have been neglecting my marital duties as a wife to my lovely husband," you hum, almost teasingly, a suggestive glint in your eyes. "i shall be visiting your bedchambers tonight, lord yamazaki."
warmth spreads through shingen's chest, and he allows the slightest of smiles to creep onto his face.
"i would love that too... my wife." and he takes a step, then another, and another, until he was directly in front of you. you beam up at him, and your little family walks home together.
yamazaki shingen loves you, and he's willing to wait however long needs be and make a fool of himself as many times as he has to for you to smile like that at him once more.
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"kaa-san, i was jealous that little imbecile asked to marry you just now. can you visit my bedchambers too?" gun suddenly questions, and you let out a small laugh at his funny request.
"silly boy, i do that every night." you hum in amusement, gently tapping his nose as you spoke.
"kaa-san, i meant you should visit my bedchambers and not my father's."
"..." you sweatdrop as the father and son exchange blank looks that conveyed malicious threats and murderous intent.
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incognitopolls · 3 days ago
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We ask your questions so you don’t have to! Submit your questions to have them posted anonymously as polls.
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fucksurass · 6 months ago
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Yooooo happy gay month bitches
All the men kiss other men
All the women kiss other women
You know what kiss whoever you want gender isnt real
imagine being straight in June could never be me
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I did another draw
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emilyartstudio-s · 2 years ago
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Sketch Book Clutter 👹
More sketchbook pages and never before seen art on patreon <3!
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greendayauthority · 2 months ago
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Rock im Park Festival, Germany, 4 June 2005
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judgingbooksbycovers · 1 year ago
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Valerie: A Novel
By Sara Stridsberg.
Design by June Park.
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geopsych · 5 months ago
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I saw the moon walking around the park this morning. I gave her her privacy and didn’t ask for an autograph.
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astrangetorpedo · 5 months ago
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honestly? they belong in horny jail for this
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turbomnstr · 5 months ago
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emirkocturk · 4 days ago
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Bir gün sizlere. her şeyin düzeleceğini ve her şeyin yeniden güzelleşeceğini söyleyecekler. inanmayın çünkü bu yaşam artık insana cehennem..
World of the dead..
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