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bongwater-supreme · 9 months ago
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Holy shit man. Yellowjackets really is something huh. One of the most shows ever. S3 isn’t due for another year and idk what I’m going to do in the interim because holy fucking shit. Holy shit. What the fuck. Losing my mind over these teenage girls and their fucked up codependent cult
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starstruckfangirls · 2 years ago
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Ok but like the angst-
The fluff-
Jungkook-
I cant-
The absolute BESTEST angst i have read like ever, srsly jk made me soooo mad and then i melted and i LOVED how she didnt just immediately get back together and the fact that he cooked for her waking early everyday during the break, my heart cant-
Honestly loved Sora's character too and yoongi and oh my god miso-
And the drabbles made me fucking melt 🥺🥺🥺
This whole thing was like 🤌🤌
Ok cool im done i swear, also exvuse the gramatic and other errors ols my keyboard is like fucked rn
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4-7-8; series masterlist
pairing: jungkook x reader
glimpse: you’re secure when it comes to loving jungkook, knowing that your husband loves you beyond words. what you aren’t so secure about is his first love — someone who isn’t you.
alternatively, jungkook’s married to you, but he still celebrates his anniversary with his ex out of sentimentality.
warnings: semi-heavy angst (pls take a break when necessary!!), emotional constipation, no cheating happens here btw (neither physical nor emotional), self-loathing, miscommunication, based on the moral dilemma of whether or not it’s okay to be friends with ur ex, intense yearning + specified tags in each installment!
notes: thank you so much for all the love for 478 ♡ i rlly love reading all your feedback and thoughts!! send them in here :)
cross-posted on ao3.
01: part one 
02: intermission
03: part two
04: intermission 02
05: part three; finale
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phase one drabbles:
the first meeting
the wedding band habit
miso meets yoongi
the hickeys
the jealousy
tiny bowls for tiny babies
the one with the doubt
maybe physical affection isn’t so bad
the everyday risk
the groveling
phase two drabbles:
the babymaking
jungkook’s birthday
couvade syndrome
the argument (latest!)
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nnobodoodles · 8 months ago
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Huh.
So I randomly remembered Croc is pretty much Italian.
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literarymerritt · 7 months ago
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Thinking about Them 🥺
Art Tumblr | Twitter
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magnusbae · 1 year ago
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To illustrate this post by @mayahawkse I would like to visualize to you the difference:
A post in 2023:
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A post in 2014:
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A zoom out of the same post:
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This is what a community looks like.
See how in 2023 almost all of the reblogs come from the OP, from their few hours/days in the tag search. Meanwhile in 2014 the % of reblogs from OP is insignificant, because most of the reblogs come from the reblogs within the fandom, within the micro-communities formed there. You didn't need to rely on tags, or search, or being featured. Because the community took care of you, made sure to pass the work between themselves and onto their blog and exposed their followers to it. It kept works alive for years.
It's not JUST the reblog/like ratio that causing this issue, it's the type of interaction people have. They're content with scrolling and liking the search engine, instead of actually having a reblogging relationship with other blogs in their community.
Anyways, if you want to see more content you like, the only true way to make it happen is to reblog it. Likes do not forward content in no way but making OP feel nice. Reblogs on the other hand make content eternal. They make it relevant, they make it exist outside of a fickle tumblr search that hardly works on the best of days.
If you want more of something, reblog it.
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hinamie · 3 months ago
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"I'll show you every day that choosing to live was worth it"
some of my favourite scenes from @hijinks-n-lowjinks' fic things i would miss from the other side . this fic tore my heart out fr but like in a good way and i wanted to pay it homage the only way i know how <3
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milktrician · 1 month ago
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(what the. who threw a wife plot device in the middle of a peak lord meeting)
i thought about this bit at the end of the airplane extras the other day. bro why are you looking at your coworkers like that rn
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 6 months ago
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Making and Remaking Memories
[First] Prev <–-> Next
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heartstringgs · 6 months ago
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To those creators who are making aftg social media posts - I'm kissing you on the lips
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umblrspectrum · 8 months ago
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you'll never guess which movie i finally watched after 2 years of being lazy
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tomatoart · 1 month ago
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_(>u<)/🩷\(O_ō)_
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spinach-pine · 2 years ago
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someone started a challenge of putting romantic music on top of star trek clips to see how gay it gets. couldn't find the op so in courtesy of all that is spirk, challenge accepted.
*cough* ahem
edit: y'know, if you listen to it with your eyes closed it just adds a WHOLE DIFFERENT feeling to the thing.
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yrsonpurpose · 10 months ago
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🥺
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deedala · 7 months ago
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Ian and Mickey from Intro to Quantum Dating by @spoonfulstar
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mediumgayitalian · 7 months ago
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“Call me if you need anything.”
Nico raises an eyebrow, glancing down at the phone, glancing back up at Will. The corner of his mouth twitches.
Will shakes it at him, gesturing vaguely with his free hand. “Just in case,” he insists.
“If I need anything,” Nico repeats, blinking again at the little device. It’s compact, at least, not even half the size of Will’s palm — although that doesn’t mean much — and appropriately black. There is a dorky little Pokémon charm clasped to the antenna, but it’s removable, probably. At the very least it can be stashed in a pocket. And it thankfully does not look brand-new.
“Yes.”
“From you.”
“Thus the ‘call me’.”
“…From the Underworld.”
“Would you just —” He darts out and grabs one of Nico’s hands, prying open his fist and slapping the phone in his palm, curling his fingers back over it. “Take it. Please.”
Nico takes it, twisting it in his hands.
“I’m not gonna need it, Will.”
“That’s what you think.”
“What, d’you get a dream or something? Should I be worried about this?”
“Of course you should be worried about this! You’re chasing down errant souls in the godsdamn Underworld.” He works his jaw, gaze dropping to the ground. “By — by yourself, with gods know what after you. So.”
The smile Nico had been trying to fight back pushes through the last of his defenses, softening his face, and in one move he pockets the cellphone, swallows back the laughter pushing at the bubble in his chest, and reaches out, hooking a finger under Will’s chin.
“Will,” he says, grinning when those pretty blues finally meet his eyes, when he rolls them, glancing stubbornly away again. “Will, sweetheart.” Stubborn, stubborn boy; pulling away from all of Nico’s touches but leaning into the hand he uses to tuck his hair behind his ear. Melting into it, like he always does. Nico’s smile grows into something much more smug, and his voice bleeds something teasing. “I lived there. For years. My father is the king there, if you recall. I’m something of a prince.”
“Yeah, prince of being a pain in my ass.”
Nico snorts. “You know, it’s almost like we switch roles when you’re nervous.”
“I’m not nervous, you jackass, I am responding normally to a stressful situation. That’s logic.”
Nico glances down at the nails he’s chipping, clicking them rapidly.
“You’re clicking.”
His hands still.
“…Am not.”
“Well, now you’re not.”
“Just —” He blows an errant curl out of his eyes, mouth twisting in frustration. “Call me, Nico.”
“There are maybe four places with cell reception.”
“Well, you better find them.”
Nico laughs, pulling him down at the same time he pushes up on his tiptoes, kissing the worried line between his eyes.
“I kind of like worried on you,” he admits. “You’re cute when you’re grumpy.”
Will makes a noise in the back of his throat, something halfway between a scoff and a sigh, and follows Nico’s mouth when he starts to pull away, pressing close, pressing close, pressing closer. He tastes like mint chapstick and sunshine, as usual, but his lips are bitten, and his cheeks are flushed more than usual.
“I’ll call,” Nico promises softly. He pulls away just enough to meet his eyes again, holding his gaze until he softens, nodding. “Not a lot, ‘cause I’ll be busy, but I’ll call, tesoro. Once every couple days at least.”
“I’ll come find you if you don’t,” Will grumbles, scowling when Nico laughs again, smiling when Nico kisses him on the cheek, in the nose, on the forehead and eyelids and mouth. “Stay safe.”
“Love you too, azzurro.”
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misandresther · 9 months ago
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Compliments from fellow women are so much better because our sisters don't expect anything in turn and we don't act like we did anyone a favor by doing so. It's just a compliment, a nice one that actually means something and warms our hearts.
Men always act as if they nourished our souls and gave our lives meaning by positively commenting on our physical appeal and so we owe them appreciation, affection, love and our bodies.
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