#long af SJSJSJS

[borathae]

Hey, I’m the birthday anon (and also the anon who sent in the stuff about Yoongi’s birth chart)! I asked about your birthday cos I wanted to look up your birth chart ahahajdjdj cos I thought maybe you were an Aquarius Venus just based on some of the stuff you’ve said about relationships etc and I was mainly curious to see if 1. I was right and 2. My knowledge of astrology was good enough to pick out an aqua Venus and low and behold it was! I knew you were a Pisces sun so the chances of you being an Aquarius Venus were high (just how Astro works) but I thought I’d like to test my theory anyways 😉

Aah I see I see, well that's interesting hahaha I didn't even know what I was in Venus. I read up on it right now and I can see a lot of resemblance in what it said, especially the part about wanting to be good friends with their partner and also wanting them to be themselves as long as I can be myself as well. That's so me hahahah. Although I am actually the hugest softie once I'm in love and I am also clingy af sjsjsj so the part where it said that Aquarius Venuses aren't clingy and often time don't like grand gestures of love, I didn't agree with because I love that shitttt. I think that's my Pisces Sun shining through then because I'm the phatest, hugest romantic ever once I'm in love and all I dream about is being married to the loml ahahahah 👀

[crab-in-a-pocket]

Greetings fellow wizard fucker👋 I am very glad to find someone else who appreciates mr. Magic man! I would also like to request some headcanons of wizard and a shy farmer, please! Cause I would much rather hang out in a tower doing spells rather than overwhelm myself trying to befriend an entire town. Thank you!

aw shit this is so cute. not as general as the wizard and the (shy) farmer chilling but more specific as to how they got into a relationship mwah. lowkey based on the romanceable rasmodius mod and always @iniro's wizard portrait mod. quite long so you can check it out under the cut!

the first time you met him, there was a sort of relaxing feeling to his place. sure, cold stone walls and all that wizard jazz, but he wasn't pushy or too nice or judgemental. he was just... there

you liked that feeling. he didn't expect anything from you and you didn't expect anything from him. and he was rather good at ending conversations without making you feel awkward.

making friends with the townsfolk is cool but it's weird making friends with them just one at a time— you couldn't handle that. you had to choose.

the first time you visit the wizard for no reason in particular is a rainy, rainy day. lightning lights up the dark clouds and the thunderclaps are so loud it threatens to tear the sky apart.

you wanted to show the wizard some things you had found in the mines. a tiny, warm orb of swirling golden light, and a tiny, icy ball of pitch black ink. and you made sure to leave before it rained but by the time you stood at his doorstep, you were already soaked to the bone.

you hesitate a little— it was always like this at the start— and then knock firmly. once, then twice.

he is shocked to see you standing there, dripling wet at his doorstep. but he ushers you in after a slightly suspicious squint, and when he offers you tea and you hold the little orbs out to him as if sharing marbles, he is so, so, surprised.

he shows you what the orbs do, teaches you little snippets of magic, and then it carries on like so. it becomes a routine, a steady habit you didn't wan't to break.

he eventually tells you to call him by his name. magnus, you say, letting it roll off your tongue, practicing it. magnus, magnus, magnus. i like your name.

his amused smile helps you say with more certainty.

you didn't really want to go to the flower dance. you had no one to dance with and you had chores to do. but attending community gatherings is the first step to forging friendships, isn't it?

your hellos are weak and half-hearted. you finally crack— you don't want to be here ans you're desperately looking for a way out without getting spotted (bridge? pierre. river? willy, pam, leah, and elliott.)

eyeing a crack through the fences, you duck and slip past it, pushung past thick brambles and sidling past trees ubtil you reach what appears to be a steep sort of natural staircase. you climb it and, much to your surprise, you see a familiar face.

you aren't supposed to be up here, the wizard tells you. neither are you, you reply.

did you ask anyone to dance?

laughing, you say, no, i don't think any of them would like to dance with me.

funnily enough, he smiles back (though with a different sort of emotion, you couldn't quite tell which) and says, you could be wrong. you could be a very good dance partner for all you know.

oh, then, would you like to dance with me? you rib, grinning at him now.

the expression on his face shifts and it becomes unreadable. you're hardly surprised when he says, i wouldn't know the steps.

it is his polite way of rejecting you. you're quite sure of that. smiling, you tell him, well, i wouldn't know them either.

sometimes, you just watch him while he works on enchantments and spells. it's nice, watching him work on his craft while you read about firemaking, something you've been working on for a while. you've made a few crops bloom early and even grew a fruit out of season, but you've never tried making fire, something made of raw emotion and passion and magic.

you need to let the energy burst from you, magnus says. then, you need to pull it back in just so. he sounds like a broken radio at this point, always repeating it.

like a lighter? you ask, as if you haven't asked it a thousand times before.

yes, just like that.

you try every emotion. you try when you're happy, when you're sad, when you're angry, when you're not feeling a single thing at all, and when you can feel every damned feeling in the world. it doesn't work.

my hand is broken, you grumble, clutching your cup of tea so fiercely your knuckles are white. or it could be my feelings. probably my feelings.

don't be silly. your hand can't possibly be broken, magnus scoffs, taking the seat across you and picking up his own cup of tea.

incredulously, you ask, you think my feelings are broken? seriously?

magnus shrugs. yes, maybe, i don't know. put down your tea cup and give me your hand.

you oblige and lean across the table, outstretching your arm. he takes your hand in his (you've always admired his hands, rather large and long-fingered but still elegant. you imagined them to be soft... you didn't think you'd be right.) and you're taken aback at the sudden flare of emotion rushing through you. not one you've never known, but one you didn't quite expect.

he flips your hand over and his thumb presses into your palm. he is so, so, so focused on your hand (is that dirt under your nails?) that he fails to see you struggling not to blush

he tells you to flatten your hand, as flat as it can go, then he says something surprising.

how about you try and think of someone you hate? think of burning their face into ash. his face colors a little but his smile is razor sharp. that's how i first did it.

you laugh at that, startled, then you realize he's being serious. you try, trying to see your ex's face hovering over your palm being burnt to a crisp. you try and try and try until you're blue in the face.

it's not working, you tell him angrily.

a pensive look falls across his face. magnus has a tendency to stick out his lower lip as if he was pouting when he thinks. you feel your anger ebbing away at the silly face he's making. your heart pounds harder than ever and you can hardly look at him, your cheeks flushing.

he is still holding onto your hand when a fire bursts into life, white hot. it cools to a pale shade of blue, flickering like a kitchen flame. it is as hot as the summer sun on your shoulders, so hot it could burn.

magnus yelps. so do you, and the fire dies. your hand is unmarred but, clearly, at magnus' hisses of pain, you've singed his fingers.

i'm sorry, i didn't mean to! you cry out, a worried look on your face. to your utter shock, he smiles.

what did you think of? he asks, a pleased smile on his lips. your flame was as blue as spirit fire.

i- i- i didn't think of anything, really. i'm not sure, you stutter out, avoiding his eyes. fuck. you're screwed. he's always been good at seeing lies and he didn't like any kind of them.

his frown tells you that he didn't not believe your weak excuse.

you avoid magnus for a while. you break your comforting routine and you thrust yourself into making friends with people in town. it helps just a little, lifting your spirits. one day, in the forest, you see leah asking for your help-- she wants to reach a fruit on a tree. you never looked in the direction of magnus' tower anymore. you hesitate for a moment, then you help leah, your gaze anywhere but on the tower.

try as you might, your gaze is on the tower. how could it not be, when what you are drawn to is its sharp little roof and the large telescope sticking out of it, and the ivy creeping up and down its stone brick walls? how could you not be drawn to it when it was a place you could almost call home?

i shouldn't be prying, leah says all of a sudden once you've let her down and you turn to walk away. but you used to visit the tower's occupant, didn't you? i just always saw you walking back and forth.

you stare at her for a moment, and then two. yes, i did, you finally reply. i'll visit soon. just... not now.

you are far too confused to go back. not yet. did you really like magnus that way? or was it a fluke, just a lonely, touch-starved person reaching for a body to hold on to, friendships be damned? you didn't want to fuck this up. you haven't made a proper fire in a week. you miss the surge of energy, of power, of emotion. you miss him.

pierre has taken to selling bouquets. bright, colorful flowers. they're for a special someone, he says to you when he catches you looking at them curiously. for heartfelt confessions, if i couldn't be any plainer.

you buy one and keep it in your house, in a vase with water to keep it alive. you wonder if it is worth the risk. you can see the tower's roof from the second floor of your house. you settle in with the bouquet at your right hand and a cup of tea in the left.

it has been an entire two weeks since you've last seen him. in fairness, it is nearing the end of fall and most of your heavy rumination has been during your farm chores as you work to keep in pace with your harvest to prepare for the incoming winter season.

you decide to tell him that you like him romantically. and if he doesn't care for you in that way, you will try and salvage your friendship to the best of your abilities. it is a foolhardy plan, as magnus would put it, but it is the best plan you have.

the last autumn rain is slowly falling and you pick up the pace, not wanting to get the bouquet dripping wet. your bag hangs at your side, filled to the brim with glittering balls of light and darkness.

when you finally stand at his dooratep, lightning lights up the dark clouds and the thunderclaps are so loud it threatens to tear the sky apart. you are soaked to the bone, but you have heated up your hand just enough to dry your clothes at a pat and touch.

you hesitate a little— just like at the start— and then knock firmly. once, then twice.

the door swings open and the surprise on magnus' face would have been comedic, if it were not for the circumstances. he stares at you, lamely carrying a bouquet upside down, dripping wet.

can i come in? you ask, surprised at the unwavering tone of your voice. unless you're busy. then i'll go.

magnus nods mutely (you're confused for a second there, and he steps aside to let you in before locking the door behind you. for a moment, you two just stand there silently, drowning in the awkward silence. then, he breaks it just as you do.

let me get some tea for you, you're dripping water on my floor, you might get sick—

i brought something for you, you weren't actually doing—

for a moment, everything is back as it was and you laugh and he chuckles at the predicament. then, you try and stomp off as much water as possible right at his door. you keep drying yourself with your heated hand and you remove your shoes and socks, marveling at the warmth of the floor. magnus disappeared to make tea— you follow after him, careful not to ruin the bouquet.

so, why are you here? he asks, his tone careful, once you seat yourself at his tea table. you've been gone a while. busy with the fall harvest?

yes, i was busy. but i was also avoiding you, you tell him honestly, and you can see him stiffen at that.

why? did i do something?

no, i did. i was confused and scared... i didn't want to lose my only friend, you know. it wasn't right for me to just up and leave for 2 weeks, though, i'm sorry.

he sits across you and hands you your cup of hot, steaming tea. what did you do?

i acted like a fool, you say, taking a sip to warm yourself. you feel your confidence waning. you have never been so straightforward in your life— what on earth is wrong with you? so you see, magnus, this is for you. you jerk your head in the direction of the bouquet on its side, flowers a little limp and raindrops on its many bright petals.

he looks confused. confused but appreciative. er, thank you for the bouquet. it's lovely. and he leaves it at that.

you stare at him, bewildered. then, you start to laugh. you... you don't know what it means, then? you move your tea cup of the saucer and you rip your bag open, fumbling for the balls of solar and void essence.

no, i'm afraid i don't, he replies, starting to sound a little annoyed and exasperated. care to enlighten me?

you put the solar and void essence on the saucer and push it towards him. you smile a little mournfully at the sudden surprise on his face and say, it means i like you, magnus. romantically.

the room falls silent. he looks up at you and you can hear him thinking and you can see the flush on his face as he stammers out a response, but you shake your head, i was thinking we could still be friends if you didn't like me back. but that’s not fair for either of us, is it? you’re right and you know it, but that doesn’t mean you don’t feel the hot shame prickling under your skin.

you turn to leave. i’m really sorry about this. i’m so sorry i had to ruin it.

no, no, don’t go. i didn’t know what the bouquet meant, really, i didn’t. i’m glad you were honest with me. look, i didn’t say i didn’t like you back that way. don’t go. please? he says all this in a rush and you freeze, trying to comprehend what he just said.

you... like me back? you ask, your voice suddenly meek.

i haven’t ‘liked’ anyone since i was a teenager, magnus says, mirth in his voice. but, yes, it could be just that.

a hand clasps your wrist and you turn around to look at him, his eyes shining with warmth and his cheeks a soft pink. are you still going? he asks, his brows knotting. you know he’s referring to the storm.

no. no, i think i can stay, you tell him, and you take your seat once more. to your utter surprise an amusement, you hear the scrape of his chair and find him sitting next instead of across you this time.

making friends becomes easier during the winter. you don’t have much to do, really, and so you split your time between the mines, fishing, the pub, and the tower.

you didn't really want to go to the flower dance. you had no one to dance with in particular and you had chores to do. but attending community gatherings is important, especially because you’re part of the said community.

you greet everyone cheerfully and they ask you about your farm. you’re grateful that they are too eager for the festivities to begin to make any more conversation aside from small talk. it is time to make your exit, you think

eyeing a crack through the fences, you duck and slip past it, pushing past thick brambles and sidling past trees until you reach what appears to be a steep sort of natural staircase. you climb it and, to your amusement, you see a familiar face.

you aren't supposed to be up here, magnus tells you. neither are you, you say cheerfully.

did you ask anyone to dance? he says, and you can hear the jesting undertone.

laughing, you say, no, i’d much rather dance with one person in particular.

he smiles back (though with a different sort of emotion, you still couldn't quite tell which, but you know it is something warm and sweet) and says, not that i would dance down there, but i think i’d rather dance with a very specific person, too.

oh, then, would you like to dance with me? you rib, grinning at him now.

the expression on his face shifts and he huffs out a laugh. you're hardly surprised when he says, i wouldn't know the steps.

you shrug, then reply, well, i could teach you. what do you say?

he blushes, but smiles in return. later, perhaps. when we are alone.

leaning towards magnus, you press a kiss to his lips, one he gladly returns.

[minccinoocappuccino]

I got worried because some rexes were getting too close to the yeens and other dinos (they're currently all pretty under leveled for where my base is)

So I tamed a giganosaurus to be their bodyguard, nothing will hurt the yeens, or the other dinos I've managed to capture, I'm very dedicated to the safety of them

Though I'm trying to find a saver area for the base lmao- there's been a few close calls at the current place and I don't feel like risking it

Lucky for me, there should be an island that's only inhabited by herbivores close by, so I'll try to make my way there, seems like a safe place

Is it just me or does this sound like a journal entry lmao

But the yeens are fine, they're leveling up pretty steadily, I'm feeding them a ton of prime meat

🦂

sjsjjjssjsjjs this game sounds wild af man but as long as the yeens r safe 🥺 good luck with everything sjsjsj the game is such a big download with my internet its gonna take like a week man ;-;

[sadpeopledancing]

sharing the same brain cell

Super Fan - Nick’s IG Stories, 26th May 2019

[buzzybeesinlove]

listen riverdale is such a meme trash show at this point with how much crazy shit actually goes down sjsjsjs but the one thing i wish they left untouched was choni. honestly idk about yall but i still ship them like 100 percent and i still love them the most but i hate what the writers have done to cheryl like literally last season she seemed ?? like she was officially moving on from jason/thoughts of jason bc she had toni and she even recognises how toni has become her light now and it just makes no sense to me why she’s kept jasons body this long, or like at all?? after the development last season it just confuses me why the writers have done this and it makes me so sad in choni scenes now because toni is clearly a concerned af girlfriend for cheryl but isnt sure what to even do about it and now they’re going through crazy shit and even though ? not all relationships can stay perfect forever, why did it have to be smth as insane as this SLDJFADK anyway still ship choni the mostest and they’re my babies just want this storyline with jason and julian to end thanks 

[anarchistbitch]

hiiii, I'm back, sorry I took so long, i was gonna reply earlier but i had hw and so that I wouldnt procrastinate I told myself I wouldnt reply until I got it done and then when I did it I was tired af and fell asleep and then it slipped my mind, sorry sorry sorry

first off, a song rec Quizás, Quizás, Quizás by Andrea Bocelli and Jennifer López

I'm glad you had a great republic day♡ love me those independence celebration holidays

thank you for the link <3 and yeah, you're right, she worked on it so it should be good, i just have trust issues lmao

ah mbj, mbj, it's the same with moshang bc you see the fandom constantly talking about them but then you read the book and ???? where are they???? goes to show our love for them ig

YES definitely, it was SO easy to forget how powerful he really was bc he was just kind of going around being ~annoying and quirky~ that also happens with the whole book itself I think, cause it has a lot more humor than the others but the things happening are just as fucked up and painful

new hc: there was another person involved when binghe was conceived

they should just exaggerate sqq's inner monologue about how binghe is gonna kill him and all that, if shen yuan could convince himself of heterosexuality I'm sure they can convince the censors

I become a puddle of tears whenever I think of gongyi xiao, he was just a good boy and yeah, your sibling had a galaxy brain moment, they're so right

they're literally the "bro get your dog" "it dont bite" "yes it do" vine, he's sqq's (and our) little meow meow

I adore cbaw toooooo, it's so beautiful and nice, def a comfort read, and SJSJSJS ikkkkk, I understand they were trying to show that they looked so much alike but damnbro sjsnznsnsn

noooooooo, I actually love the watermark??? idk I just think it's charming, I made sure it was still visible sjdjsjsj my editing was basically adding more sky so I didnt have to crop anything out

I did see and I couldn't agree more ksdjdjsjsjsj this week was so tiring???? I dont even know why but everyone I talked to seemed so exhausted already, on thursday we got the day off bc we changed president and the ceremony was taking place that day (we just got our first ever woman president btw, she had so many good campaign promises, here's to hoping she sticks to them) but we'd just been back for three days and everyone was celebrating the day off as if we were three months in, seriously

thanks to having our day off I didnt have my second class with ms devil, first day was just introductions and going over syllabus so thursday was gonna be our real first class but monday I wont be able to escape my fate any longer

dont apologize for rambling, I do love reading what you have to say 😌💖

about your ps, 😳💍 might be a bit soon but will you marry me??

good luck on your classes and make sure to rest and eat properly!!

-M<3

between the both of us i have a worse reply timing so pls dont apologize😭😭 also good for you for completing your hw!!

ive only listened to a few of jlo's songs and the song does give that vibe of wanting to be with each other but being able to due to whatever reason .the guitar in the song is really well played too!!

Song rec for ya: Never tear us apart by INXS (yea the song from euphoria s2 ep3😔 i dont know if youve watched it but this song is really so so good)

and yea i dont you blame you for the trust issues lol so many good books/comics have gone through.. tremendous changes when being adapted. but hey nellie is there!!

moshang is THE ship cause he really married his blorbo 😭😭 and isnt it enough? to create the perfect man? and marry him ?? speaking of sqh. whats ur thought on cumplane👀👀 i have a few hc's that they were together before transmigration but never told each other about PIDW. like a mr & mrs smith au but the being-agents is them hating each other on socmed.

ykw? su xiyan deserves two partners😤

gongyi xiao🥺🥺 when i tell you i cried when i saw him in the donghua. in another au where lbh is a disciple of huan hua i feel like they would been besties or at least have certain respect for e/o.

binghe is also sqh's meow meow <3

cbaw was such a great manhua and im so sad its ending but the drama is airing in a few weeks!!! also the next chapter is of their honeymoon 😳😳

heres hoping to a political term with no bad happenings and many progressive actions 💗💗💗💗💗💗💗

everyone is so tired and idk if its cause of the weather or its that the vibes™ . but so many things are gonna happen in a few weeks and then months including my graduation to the next year(my teacher is a little shit and im stubborn i will literally graduate just to spite her)

celebrate ur days off!!! its literally so cold and i havent been out at all(covid restrictions back on and also my family member is high risk)

school is depressing as fuck but one thing i kinda realized that they also set a precedent of "this is how school is supposed to be :(:(" and i think have a slightly optimistic look on ur situation definitely helps a lot

skds i love reading what you have to say

damn take me out to dinner first🙄🙄 but yes i accept💗💗💗💗💗

the same for you as well!! stay safe and healthy!!

[outcsted-blog]

hey hi hello pals !! i'm late eli ( they/them ), i'm fourteen and from the gmt+8 timezone ( possibly the worst time to live in cause i'm always missing out on things sjsjsj ) i play linus oloffsson, aka just ,,, a ray of sunshine and also the king of sweden's illegitimate son

|| tarjei sandvik moe | cismale | he/him || // linus olofsson, the king’s illegitimate son, is arriving to the french court. it’s said they’re seventeen years old, and from sweden. the fact they’re empathetic and docile could help them gain alliances, but it won’t take long for others to find out they’re also defensive and rancorous. i wonder if the royals will realize they’re hiding he’s catching feelings for his father’s mistress.

even tho he was raised alongside the king’s official children, linus still feels out of place since he isn’t fully royalty. he feels like he doesn’t really belong and would rather be with his mother than with his father

speaking of his mother, he doesn’t really know who she is ?? he kinda wants to know so he can be with her instead but it’s not really one of his priorities

he’s such a pure bean sjsjsj he’s normally quiet and prefers to keep to himself, an introvert, if you will. he does enjoy conversations from time to time, but he’ll usually only speak if spoken to

linus is defensive af. if you assume something about him he’ll 99% of the time be like ‘??? no ??? tf ???’ especially if it’s something serious or embarrassing

such a soft boi i stg. loves flowers and hugs and is just skjse i love him

anyway he’s secretly catching feelings for his father’s mistress y i k e s !! literally no one knows and he hates that he’s falling for her so he’s just distancing himself from her but it’s actually vv difficult cause he finds her so alluring ??

love him and protect him that’s all plot with me yay

[loveki11a]

alright lessgo~

going on a date song: some by bol4 with taehyung from bts !!! omg !!! just perfect !!! heartfluttering indeed 💖

pillow fight song: slow mo by bambam with jayb from got7 HDJSJSSJSJK very romantic i guess we crushing each other's skulls with pillows in slow motion then 😂

long drive song: bop bop! by viviz with jeonghan from seventeen HAHAHHA ABSOLUTELY PERFECT! my playlist lnows what's up sjsjsjks

somg dedicated to me: is this bad b**** number by soyeon/bibi...... covered by BAEKHYUN FROM EXO 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 I WANNA SEE THIS HAPPEN PLSSS

club song: trauma by seventeen with jihyo from twice 💀💀💀 what kinda depressed af girls night out is this sjsjsj

breakup song: deja vu by nuest w with jongho from ateez..... well then 💀 atleast he won't break my skull like he breaks the apples sjsjjsks

earphone sharing song: sorry by the rose with jisoo from blackpink...... 🤣💀💀💀

edit song: luna by oneus with kihyun from monsta x.... okay i like it picasso

RANDOM SONG GAME.

(No cheating)

Write down the name of your top 8 biases from 8 of your favourite K-pop groups first and the put your playlist on random shuffle and imagine these situations with the bias from that specific Number.

While the song plays, enjoy the following situation as per the number:-

START

1) This bias and you going on a first date. The song describes what you are actually doing on the date.

2) This song plays while you are having a pillow fight with your No. 2 bias.

3) A song you are screaming the lyrics to while going on a looooong drive with your third bias from the list.

4) While attending the concert, your fourth bias will dedicate this song to you. Imagine it's a cover if the song belongs to different group or artist.

5) You are dancing in the club with your fifth bias to this song.

6) This bias is breaking up with you and the song now playing has the reason in it.

7) Your seventh bias and you are travelling in an underground subway and this song is playing through your shared earphones while you guys have strong eye contact. (Hope it doesn't become funny and stays romantic lol)

8) People are making edits of you and your eighth bias and the song that they keep on using in this one.

Do reblog and share your results. ENJOY <3