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the ocean points home
WAAAAAAAAH PHIL IS SO FOND OF 2010 DAN (I mean of course he is) meanwhile Dan shakes his head like "can you believe this guy?"
him watching teenage dan bouncing around making up songs :((( knowing that's still his person :(((
The Goethe poem I got to analyze in my German oral exam today (Nähe des Geliebten, aka. Closeness of the Loved One [masc. pronoun used]) was absolute peak Schoethe and I have Thoughts, if only I had been able to build more coherent sentences earlier today to prove it in ten minutes-
wait. was dennis letting mac be the boss of dinner in the finale? but also. callback to the gang goes to hell where mac makes everyone participate in the imaginary dinner party he's hosting with dennis at their imaginary place lmfao
Considering Mac says he has the first line, it definitely seems implied that Dennis scripted it so Mac is seen as the host in order to shift the "bossiness" onto him, lmfao, yeah...
But that certainly results in quite an on-the-nose parallel, doesn't it?
Again, scripted by Dennis
man. 🚬
Warhammer College AU // Perturabo x Reader
So I went a little insane and did a thing. 15k words of worldbuilding are behind this and hot damn where do I begin. ahem:
The Principles of Siege Warfare (And Other Love Languages)
((yea the title's a WIP))
~Summary~
The Emperor of Mankind holds power over the galaxy through twenty Great Houses, having blessed their heirs with his wondrous genecraft. These heirs, the Primarchs, live for centuries and serve as Prefects at the University of Terra, duty-bound to unravel the universe’s mysteries and recruit students for their House. You are a freshman in the House of Iron, studying mechanical engineering with hopes to build beautiful things. Prefect Perturabo helps you with your calculus homework one day out of pity, but your genuine appreciation for his genius is a drug he soon cannot live without. And then you start praising his blueprints… The House of Iron forms the backbone of the Imperium’s military industrial complex. They make weapons, build bunkers, craft bombs. The House of the Fist is where cities and gardens and theaters are born. Everyone knows this. Especially Rogal Dorn, who thinks you’d have much better career opportunities at his side… Interest becomes obsession. Two rivals fight over you until it explodes into a galaxy-spanning conflict that will see the universe in flames. Civil war, political upheaval, and an iron cage you may very well die in before Perturabo lets you go. It’s the Horus Heresy but started by a college breakup. Gender neutral reader, game of thrones/harry potter type shit, yandere bad end tragedy.
Fellas??? Should I write this? It may very well end up being a 100k epic if I can stick to it. Honestly might need help (co-writers) coz it's a Lot.
If anyone has questions about the AU, do comment, coz I have SUCH brainworms about this. It's really tragic regarding the Primarchs which wasn't intentional, but oops all pain.
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