thisviewisdeceiving
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Phoebe and Julien rarely ever fight, but when they do, it can get pretty nasty. Luckily, Lucy is always ready to jump in and be the group's peacekeeper.
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- Part 5 of boy they're genius! (sfw one-shots)
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Will You Still Love Me if It Turns Out I’m an Ant? by thisviewisdeceiving
Fandoms: boygenius (Band)
04 Oct 2024
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If you rewrite your life, may I still play a part? In the next one, will you find me? I’ll be... the ant.
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The boys are ants. That’s all you need to know.
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- Part 4 of boy they're genius! (sfw one-shots)
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Road trip with the boys!
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- Part 3 of boy they're genius! (sfw one-shots)
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There’s something about being on a tour bus with her boys that brings out Phoebe’s inner menace.
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Tour bus antics feat. some silly boys.
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- Part 2 of boy they're genius! (sfw one-shots)
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The boys secretly get married to each other.
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- Part 1 of boy they're genius! (sfw one-shots)
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A collection of my safe-for-work / G or T rated boygenius fics!
Note that these are all one-shots, so they can be read in any order. <3
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What it says on the tin— Kinktober shorts, as I can churn them out between work and life.
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Lilith was her best friend.
Her sister.
"I'll let you choose where to eat as long as you don't bring up your hot British neighbour again."
Oh, how she hated her.
"I haven't even mentioned her that much!"
"Her eyes were so intense, Lilith." Lilith began in a mocking tone. "The leather jacket she wore was so fitting Lilith. Her neck was so-"
"Oh my god stop!" Ava slapped the button for the elevator. "I do not sound like that."
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- Part 1 of Mark 12:31
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- English
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31 Jan 2023
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Beatrice only buys things when they’re in season, so it isn’t until the first nip of October that she brings home a pomegranate; and as Ava helps put away the groceries she can’t help but drift towards them. Spending twelve years unable to feel has made her a glutton for novelty, even to this day; the chance to feel something new is still a shining golden treasure. Her sensory-hungry hands are immediately drawn to the pomegranate’s taut flesh, the healthy weight of it in her palm, the way something gives just a little under the surface when she applies the slightest pressure.
“How do you eat these?” Ava asks, her mouth already watering for some reason. “Is the skin good? Can I just go full apple, or is this another rambutan situation?”
Beatrice laughs, her joy like pealing bells on a Saint’s day. “Not quite, but there is a bit of a trick to them. Would you like me to show you?”
Ava nods. “Yes, please,” she says, voice low. She can’t help herself when Beatrice shows her things.~
Avatrice smut due to sensual fruit prep, because our girls can't keep their hands off one another. -
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In the end; she ran.
It’s what she did in the beginning, too, if she was really honest with herself.
Or;
Running away from her wedding, Dani's car breaks down on the side of the road. She's rescued (accidentally) by a grumpy curmudgeon who believes Christmas is for saps. Too bad they are going to be forced to spend it together.
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Beatrice finds herself musing not over duty and sacrifice and God, but the truth of angels, if they can be created rather than summoned. If they can take the form of women with overeager mouths and careless limbs and eyes with a depth that beckons - a crooked finger, a spiral staircase - if they can be both human and not, both beautiful and terrifying.
Ava asks, What do you want, Beatrice?
(Tell me and I’ll give it to you. Tell me and I’ll build you a home there. Tell me and I’ll rearrange the universe to make it all fit, angels and demons be damned. Tell me it’s me. Me. Me.)