#fathobbitlover

[whatever-souls-are-made-of]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[blu3mila]

Thank you so much for this absolutely amazing piece!

[lolowebs]

LAURENNNNN <3 When you get this, reply with 5 things that make you happy, then send it to the last ten people you have notes from in your activity (but only if you wanna)!

MAAAAAAKKKKKKRRRAAAGGHHHAAASKFNDIENDKDJSKNDKDNDKDNDKNDNDNDNDJDNNDKEJEJJSIDNSJIDJEJDJ*update* mobile didn’t let me see anything past “LAURENNNNNN” so I didn’t do this correct I am so sorry please sacrifice me to the gods of calamity (*shrugs*) OK HERE I GO5 Things That Make ME Happy1) My dog2) Music that makes me happy (I know that says a whole lot but some songs do - I don’t know - release a happy hormone in me (example - Jack Johnson’s “Banana Pancake”) that just make me feel chill/alright with the world/relaxed and stuff man)3) Friendssssssss :34) Aesthetically pleasing things (like exposed brick, tiny houses, the ocean, etc...)5) A good book/TV/game/anything really:3

[jellyfishsempai]

shrek and slenderman, #48 ;)

The enchanted forests were brimming with life in the morning evening and night. Shrek smiled as he viewed his swamp. It was such a lovely swamp. “Im going out for firewood.” The ogre announced, calling backwards to his wife, Fiona, who was sweeping the floors. Shrek didn’t really like when she did that but it was ok. He liked her more than dirty floors.“Okay, be back before dark” She called“I will, I will” And with that, the ogre left.But he didn’t come back before dark….Shrek had gotten lost in the enchanted forest. It was only unusual because he had sworn he knew the forest like the back of an onion. Stumbling through the darkness, the large ogre came across a piece of paper, pinned to a toadstool. Picking it up, he read the words carefully through the filtering stars in the sky. It said: I love you Senpai xoxo -S. ManShrek was pretty confused but he could see faint footprints leading away from the toadstool and decided to follow them.Pursuing the note-writer was actually quite easy and before long he came across a strange structure that looked like a house without a roof. Entering the building he followed what sounded like a television set, broadcasting static. Soon he rounded a corner and saw them, his kouhai, his secret lover.Long, lean, delicate, approaching the figure with care, he placed his hands over his secret lover, Slenderman. (or as he liked to call him, Splendourman >;)”He leaned down and whispered “Boo”

[vashiane-archive-blog]

TODAY ON TWITTER.

[vashiane-archive-blog]

I think I might be scared, finally.

Staring up into a spiraling column of green light, tendrils of it tearing into the ground and ripping hole for claws to climb through. Palm leaking red from the splitting skin, while the sky rings of the screams of the damned and the Mark throbs with each pulse from the clouds. Voices - some familiar, some not, and some I feel I should not remember - circle round, blurring into a cacophony of empty noise.

It feels like a void, like a self-created Hell.

Now the terror's truly sinking in.

[vashiane-archive-blog]

fathobbitlover replied to your photo:He craves that mineral.

VASHIE YOU DID NOT JUST

[/innocent whistling]

[garvakarius]

I WILL MURDER U AT MARIO KART IT'S ONNNN

jokes on you I KNOW ALL THE SHORTCUTS I LEARNED FROM THE BEST MY BROTHER IS A GREAT MARIO KART MENTOR. we just cant do rainbow road or warios mine thingie i come in guaranteed last im really good at driving to my death