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TagTeam or ao3blr is just more proof that the red and blue gays will always win

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this feels like a threat/silly

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More Tumblr x AO3 art. Anyone else remember when the archive was in the hospital for like 3 days? Yeahahahah that was scary

...also AO3 would get stabbed and then say 'im sorry for the mess' dksflakdfj;as

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What if we held hands in the dashcon 2 ball pit

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forgot to make an introduction post so I'll jus make one now anyway

Hi :>

I'm gay

Pronouns are whatever (they do not matter to me at all)

Webtoon and Wattpad are my go to but I'll try my best to list Fandoms I'm a part of (not. I don't read fanfic and barely engage xD)

Hazbin Hotel

Roblox Pressure

My Hero Academia

Demon Slayer

Murder Drones

The Amazing Digital Circus

Miraculous Ladybug

Sasaki and Miyano

Given

Minecraft

The Song Of Achilles

Buddy Daddies

Riordanverse

Animation Vs

The Owl House

The Legend Of Korra

Avatar: The Last Airbender

Harry Potter (don't talk to me about it it's not a favorite)

Gaslight District

Jurassic World: Camp Cretaceous & Chaos Theory

Epic: The Musical

Sonic The Hedgehog

Anything to do with the universe and space science I suppose

Actually anything with science it's all so cool (I'm a nerd xD)

Battle For Dream Island

Wolf King

there's probably more but I can't remember so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Also my music is all over the place but if you want an idea of it check out my Airbuds account

https://i.airbuds.fm/boku.no.life.is.boring/6u1NNa4wPL

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We're probably the least compatible people in the world but I wanna be your friend anyways

Hello welcome to my blog♡

I post my aesthetics here mostly morute, cutegore and weirdcore/dreamcore.

Other social media account:

Tiktok: yourimmaturegirl

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tell me more *leans in closer seductively*

how it feels having a best friend who loves Michael Shelley btw 🧍‍♂️

Bet you can’t guess who it is, fine fine I’ll give you a hint @gay-little-isopod

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"So..." Ao3 grinned, their nerves buzzing. "There's only one bed."

Tumblr didn't waste any time in shoving them onto it, straddling their hips. "Seems there is..."

"I-" They couldn't help but notice the empty space in their two twin hotel room and the suspicious burn mark on the open floor. "Wait why is there only one-"

"Shut up and kiss me." Tumblr ran their hands over Ao3 frame, taking in and admiring it. "This is a crack fic, okay?"

Ao3 turned their head away a moment, embarrassed under the gaze and touch. "S-...stop looking at me like that. I know you don't mean it."

"Don't mean what?" They took Ao3's hand into their own and kissed up it.

"I know I've got a reputation... and, well, being in this bed right now isn't really helping that-" They couldn't help but snort. Tumblr smiled. Ao3 continued, "But with all those bookmarks... I know I've gotten big-"

"And you don't think I'd want you because you've got some extra fat on your bones?" Tumblr asked bluntly.

"I- w- some is understating it-"

"I love you, Ao3." Tumblr looked right in their eyes. "No matter how big you get, no matter how many times you even go down. You're mine."

"Oh..." An adorable red blush spread over their cheeks.

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When Ao3 (Tumblr's wife) is down...

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"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

I fell asleep in my friends' arms. It was eleven at night, we were tired, curled up in a small pile on my tiny bed. I had my head buried in my roommate's side, and one of my closest friend's hand on my shoulder, steadying me. It was quiet and nothingness and peace and their heartbeats in my ears, my hands in their hair.

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

We pack four people to that little bed, you know. Laps used as footrests, collarbones as pillows, little lights like moonlight in rustic yellow bathed on their faces. The TV plays an anime. The words are repeated by my dear friend on my shoulder, curled close. My legs are asleep; my roommate may be, too.

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

The cat curls on top of our criss cross mess of legs and arms and heads on chests to absorb the warmth of us all. She purrs in contented peace. When my roommate and I are left alone in the quiet, she cries, and watches the door for our friends' return.

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

I will never kiss them but the top of their heads. I will never touch but the warmth of their arms. I will never take more than what's freely given, and in return I put my glasses on the bedside table fashioned from a guitar amp, and when I lean into their sides, I pick up my vulnerability and place it in their capable, tender hands.

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

I sing for them. I cry for them. I work and I run and I withstand the worst of the world for them, because some days I get to cradle their forehead on my shoulder and some days I get to see their shining eyes.

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

Maybe to you. But look beyond explanation. I love them. With my heart in my unsteady hands, with my nose pressed to the side of their head, with the buzzing in my feet and the warmth all around Iike the sunset pushing into the window.

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

Is it enough to say I love them? With no strings attached? With reckless abandon and utter devotion and freedom and kindness and fear?

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

I cannot explain it any clearer. I love my friends. There is no more to say.

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we've all done it

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Please

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apologies if this has been done before but

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Be bright and take tour to the right.

Exit reality, break binds of conformity.

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Why do all my post ideas disappear when I open tumblr

On another note, why is my tumblr fyp still not in my preferred content bubble