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alohaasaloevera · 5 months
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The first 2 magisterium books were so banger bro they were so descriptive the characters were amazing the plot? Amazing.
Don’t forget when Call slapped Constantine’s head on a table. that was a banger move, Call.
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Aaron: So, what's for dinner? Call, staring at the food he burnt: Regret.
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Master Rufus' apprentices through the decades
Sure hope nothing bad happens to these kids!
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usernamesarehard1 · 11 days
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Callum Hunt: our favorite queer, emo, country boy
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armory11 · 8 days
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I've gone too far...
i finally did it. There is such a thing as too obsessed with jericho madden.
i have seen all posts that mention him on the entirety of tumblr
what have i become...
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ashpkat · 2 months
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be my angel
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everyfortressfalls · 1 year
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I wanted to try drawing a design of him. I think I can do better but I’m not upset with how it turned out.
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YOU LEFT THAT WHOLE CATHOLIC CONSTANTINE AU IN THE TAGS OF ASHS POST THINKING WE WOULDN'T NOTICE MF THAT SHIT GENIUS
Thanks, I’m glad you join my rambling that I made up in like two minutes!
Hope it’s coherent. Lol.
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Call: Dad, I'm bisexual
Alastair: hi bisexual, I'm dad
Call: DAD, can you take this seriously?
Alastair: okay, okay, start over
Call: I'm bisexual
Alastair: me too
Call: I thought you were going to be serious
Alastair: I am! I'm bisexual too!
Call:
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the0retically · 17 days
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It’s 11:58 pm I’m in a lot of pain I shouldn’t start the Magisterium series again….I shouldn’t…….but I have the first book on my phone 👀
…..but the raven boys is also on my phone and i could read that instead hmm
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kittytheartist · 1 year
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Magisterium fandom wake up your nap is over
it's time to go crazy over our gang
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alohaasaloevera · 4 months
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alohaa/aloe vera III FIC MASTERLIST??? More likely than you think!
(Sorted newest to oldest and by most works per/for a fandom to least)
Voltron: Legendary Defender:
i want a love like I’ve seen in the movies (that’s why I’ll never fall in love) (2/? | 2,044 Words | Teen and Up | M/M | Uncompleted)
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“Lance!” “What?” “Fuck. You.” Keith growls, his mop of black hair along with his suit sopping wet. “Love you too, sweetheart!” OR: Lance gets a nosebleed. It sends him to the hospital. Gay, mutual pining ensues.
Sleepyhead (1/1 | 2,181 words | Teen and Up | M/M)
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“Ok, so why is Lance carrying Keith bridal-style right now?” Hunk asks, obviously intrigued by the scene laid out in front of him. “I can explain!” “You better, or I’m going to have to owe Pidge 20 GAC.” “Wait, what?” OR: Keith takes sleep medicine. In broad daylight… which so happens to be in public. Poorly stringed together events happen.
i wish you bluebirds in the spring (1/? | 377 Words | General | M/M | On Hold)
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Curse Lance, Keith thinks as he’s running towards said person, curse Lance and his stupid sacrificial nature.
worlds collide (they don’t) (1/? | 1,331 Words | Teen and Up | M/M | On Hold)
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Keith is flirting with the nearest pretty lady— yeah you see how this is going to go. OR: Keith and Lance go to another universe where everyone is the same…. Kind of.
this time it’s sticking (and time just stops ticking when i have my arms around you) (1/? | 241 Words | General | M/M | On Hold)
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lance literally hugs keith. that’s the summary.
Magisterium Series:
Latte (1/1 | 550 Words | General | M/M)
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Aaron and Call Talk. Call is smitten.
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multifandomgirl2008 · 11 months
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Aaron: There's no way he likes me back. Tamara: Call would throw himself in front of a moving car for you! Aaron: Call would throw himself in front of a moving car for fun!
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onlycleverinmyhead · 2 years
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The Maugris reveal was bad for many narrative reasons but you have to admit it’s kinda funny that like 90% of evil wizards in the past 800 years were all secretly just Call
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usernamesarehard1 · 11 days
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You know, when Call ran away from home in TCG, it was actually right before his birthday too. I've been thinking about that recently. At the end of chapter 1 it says the shackles in the basement are the right size for "a boy who was about to turn 13", and Tamara had recently sent him a birthday present in the mail (a leash and coller for Havoc). So Call wasnt actually 13 yet in that chapter, he was still technically 12. So I'm guessing his birthday was likely somewhere in that 2 weeks before the return to the Magisterium (so maybe somewhere in late August?).
So Call’s birthday was during that time where he was hiding from Alastair and fearing for his life. That's so sad.
Did he celebrate his birthday at Tamara's house? They didn't mention it in the book. So maybe he just ignored it with everything going on 😔
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liamfaoisidhe · 1 year
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Calron? Drabble
Tamara pulls him onto the dance floor, and he can feel the eyes crawling onto him again. The eyes, as always, were on him, piercing clawing, judging his every move. Aaron had grown used to it by now, the way that everyone’s eyes were on him. What Aaron hadn’t grown used to, however, was that it was always the eyes of everyone except the one person who mattered. What he would give to have Call’s eyes on him. 
And so, as his hands find their position in this practiced dance with his best friend, Aaron rationalizes. He rationalizes like he has done each day and night since he met Call, endlessly, tirelessly, in circles. Aaron rationalizes that even if Call wanted to dance with him, he couldn’t, not with his leg as it is. Aaron rationalizes that even if he was dressed in the best clothing all of the world had to offer, Call would still look at Tamara like she hung the moon and stars. Aaron rationalizes that he would never look as good in a dress as she does. Aaron rationalizes that they are polar opposites, meant to be enemies. He rationalizes that in any world, in place, this would last enough to draw a rift between them, between what he wants. Aaron rationalizes that it’s better to play it safe. But as he spins Tamara in a twirl that has her skirt fan out and looks far better than his suit, and draws pleased smiles from the adults in the room for their performance, Aaron can close his eyes and imagine it. The way Call’s eyes could flit over, and he’d be looking at Aaron with that reverence, that gentle stare he reserved for so few. He can imagine that when Call’s bitter expression melted away into a smile for him, it meant something more. Aaron can imagine a world where they were someone else, anyone else, and they stood together, without worries of death or war or magic or Tamara. He can imagine standing beside Call, holding his hand out, and the way his eyes light up at the offer of a dance the way they do when Tamara walks in to the room. Call’s hands would be cold, like they usually were, but it wouldn’t matter, because they fit so well in his as he led him onto the dance floor. When people looked at them, their eye would not be watchful, there would be no expectations. He and Call would be free, swaying together to the music of something new and better. He can imagine that if he was someone else, as the first song came to an end, he would pull Call closer, rest their foreheads together, and tell him the truth. “I love you. I need you, Call. I need you here, and in every moment afterwards. You’re not just my counterweight; you’re my everything.” If Aaron closes his eyes for long enough, he can just hear Call’s reply. “Me too.”
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