You gotta love a good mom friend who will take your vegetables for you.
That look.
Turning instantly into this look? Dear lord. I love him.
And that look! All the looks!
This man is the biggest disaster gay I have ever seen. This is, like, Titanic levels of disaster gay. He is the Hindenburg of disaster gays. He is literally setting a new level of disaster to be while gay.
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*Tan says he's feeling lonely*
the two friends he invited to eat:
😂😂
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what i love about pond is he is physically incapable of looking at phuwin in any way other than “i want to be with you for the rest of my life” with the gayest expression ever.
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How to flirt (A guide by Q) from We Are the series:
Share an activity with them (for example playing with clay):
Devour them with your eyes to make their heart flutter:
A serenade may be needed, so sing for them, if they want to listen to you:
Tell everyone they are your priority:
Don't forget to bring snacks, they need to be pampered:
Finally, communicate about your feelings, they need to hear it:
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Poison his ass Peem, just a little bit.
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We're TRENDINGG for no REASONN just like god DECREEDD, so here are 5 fics that would steal your breath away:
1. My breaths are run by your compass by regulusrules. [T] [20K+] [post-camlann fix-it] [golden age but merlin stabs arthur in his heart first].
Not because it's my fic and it's genuinely so insane you won't believe it, but honestly, it's the best idea I've ever come up with, even better than the widely beloved my heart is readily yours. For me, it's the perfect continuation of their story, and the most unhinged plot twist you could find in a fic.
2. Half of my soul by @clockwrkpendrxgon. [G] [2K] [MCD] [golden age growing old together]
This fic is half of my soul, or what the poets say. It's so much better as an ending than what they've given us. At least this is filled with such golden love it makes you ache. At least this makes sense.
3. from hearth and ashes, we’re reborn by @remuscariad. [G] [5K] [canon era magic reveal].
This fic is so good you'll be on your knees from it. The prose, the characterization, the tropes used... it will linger in your mind and fester there from how beautiful it all is. And the art in it by @onepeppercorn... stunning.
4. Our broken pieces by @aramblingjay. [T] [10K] [canon era established relationship]
You can pry this fic from my cold dead hands. I will never stop recommending it until it gets the fame it deserves. One of the most beautiful fics ever written about them, and genuinely encompasses their characters so perfectly.
5. gentle as an early spring breeze by @prattery. [G] [2.5K] [canon divergence golden age]
They are alive and in love and we're all living in this fic because it's what they righteously deserved. The way their life was written here and the love between them... I swear this author could write anything and I'd kudos it before even reading it.
[For more recs]
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So I’ve seen more than one post joking about our poor friend Jonathan getting stuck in a time loop, which is certainly a valid way to see rereading some novels. But the thing is... this isn’t a normal novel with a narrative that we watch like a movie from the outside.
This is literally the collection of documents that the gang made and preserved and eventually hid away after their ordeal.
The loop here isn’t one of reliving, it’s one of rereading. If we assume Jonathan and Mina and co to be a part of it, it’s the sort of obsessive re-reading of trauma, an annual reminder of all they lost and suffered, reassuring them that it really happened, that it’s over, that God yes, they lost someone so dear to them, but they survived. They’re safe now.
Or are we rereading alone, unmentioned but assumed future descendants, finding this cache of documents while cleaning out Gram’s old attic, reading them and rereading them and filling in the gaps left by all the questions that Jonathan and Mina aren’t here to answer? Wondering if it’s fiction, tying it to the pieces we know are real, and maybe feeling just the tiniest bit of chill when we find ourselves out late a night, hearing the howl of a wolf?
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