#it's been too long...

[thestellarjade]

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

Freshers week draws to an end, leaving Stelle and Firefly with time for one last date before classes start.

[butchjack]

I had a dream I was eating pussy last night but I don't remember what the context was 💔

[its-anime-zing]

I revisited an old fav and all the feels came back... 😭😭 Now I'm even sadder at the size of the fandom with each passing year.

Oh, and hottake (?): I prefer the dub. 😋

[wormchamp72]

But who was the lion, and who was the lamb?

Naturally I have been avoiding my parents, either by locking myself in my room or by occasionally leaving the house and wandering the neighborhood. But 2day, as I did so, I saw Maximus P.

Only this time, he was alone. Without Brayden. For a brief yet hopeful moment, I thought, "Perhaps he has rid himself of that wretched leech. Perhaps he has come crawling back 2 beg me for mercy." And though I am a fool, I had enough wisdom 2 know that was not true.

We had both come 2 stop at opposite ends of a crosswalk. Our eyes met. And there was not a sound but the sound of "High and Dry" from Radiohead's 1995 follow-up album The Bends playing from my headphones.

In his eyes I could see a world of turmoil. Of conflict. What was he thinking in that moment? Were there a thousand things he wanted 2 say, but stopped himself from saying? Did he long 2 rush out in2 traffic 2 throw himself at my knees and say, "Oh Wormchamp, be merciful toward my iniquities, and remember my sins no more"?

As much as I tried 2 disguise the whirlwind of emotion in my eyes, I knew there was no hiding from him. The only one who ever understood me. Who still understands me. Enemies though we may be, we know each other in and out. He can read me like a book. One look at me and he understands.

There is no hiding from someone who knows you better than you know yourself.

[bertybum]

YESSS THE NEW TMBG SONG HAS TOY PIANO IN ITTTTTT

[icicleteeth]

Recent First Council commissions! Ayem, Seht, (young) Vehk, Nerevar, Dagoth Ur, and Dumac... the holy squad...

[mocklngbirds-archive]

“Why is it that every time there’s an alien invasion, I’m never invited to the party?” Bobbi asked bitterly. She was more than capable of kicking a couple of aliens asses, and more than ashamed she hadn’t realized that there was something more deeply wrong with Orse than mere narcissism. “At the very least, someone should give me a sample of the… whatever the hell that thing was,” she continued, sounding wistful. “Someone’s got to study their physiology.”

[vibgyoroygbiv]

March 2010 VS July 2017

Been wanting to do something like this for a while. Never give up and never trust your good old memory! ;▽;