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the squeak-quel: what if we were in love and we were both worms
umbric and rommath are my divorced dads and brother? im gonna parent trap them
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Under the light of the Dawnwell, the Ren'dorei finally walk the streets of Quel'thalas, free. In the quiet of his apartment, Rommath struggles with old feelings anew regarding a certain Void Elf he once considered his closest friend.
"Umbric swallowed. ‘I remember trying to find you. Astalor said you’d left but wouldn’t explain why. ’ ‘He told me I looked like a jealous ex-wife. I had to leave before I incinerated him, or Tharofar, or both.’ he confessed."
After dropping WoW like a hot stone in Shadowlands, it had to take a miracle to bring me back to the game.
Well, miracles have been worked.
Rombric fic pending, written by a gal who's been chasing Rommath's skirt since MoP (platonically).
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
‘Sero Hanta is ordinary. His grades are average, his quirk is lackluster and his face is plain. After being humiliated in a training session with his best bro Bakugo Katsuki, Sero inferiority complex hits an all-time low. A late-night training session in UA's surrounding woodlands leads to a near miss and a realisation that Sero is ordinary in every way than he thinks he is.’ I’ve been wanting to write something for my best boy Sero for quite a while so I’m over the moon at finally having something completed. Be warned, it’s a teeny bit angsty!