#otqpp

[the-poetic-mathematician]

I’m somewhere around comic 580 of 3000 of Questionable Content and Faye is about to leave for Savannah and she and Martin head-butted their goodbyes...

They’re adorable.

[smythebray]

adam said he loves me too I HAVE SP MANY FEelings right noW maybe I should give him a song or sth. 

[smythebray]

no but sometimes i just miss adam I end up going to his page and reblogging the shit out of everything. 

[smythebray]

Shhhh, Adam, I'd like to take you here someday! 

There is this quaint coffee shop inside our University's library. I think you'd like it very much. There's usually just one or two occupied tables and conversations in hushed tones. 

Probably because people are too busy with their lives to sit down and read.

Here's what it looks like inside!

Here is the menu. 

My personal favorite cake!

BUT YOU CAN HAVE ALL THE CAKES.

we can just gush about books and our lit profs, wouldn't it be fun? 

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wait am i taking this too far??? :| yea probably not HAHA.

[smythebray]

I've had a plot bunny for the new otqpp that everyone should ship. ADAM/ME HAHAHAHAHA. lol please im not creepy. 

The sunlight filled the classroom of color as the sun set as his class ended for the day. The students bid him warm goodbyes. He merely smiled and nodded at each one as he turned to face the blackboard and erase his writings. The smell of chalkdust somehow felt comforting. He was where he imagined himself to be. The young minds he comes in contact with everyday were simply inspiring. Their hunger for new knowledge reminded him of himself ten years ago.

A knock on the door was heard and footsteps followed.

"I'm sorry, but my lecture is over." Adam said, finishing off the last corners of the board. He rubbed the chalk off his hands and faced the person behind him.

She smiled politely. "I'm not a registered student of yours, but I was hoping to sit in one of your classes."

"And may I ask why? Forgive me but aren't you a little too old to be studying first year English literature?"

The girl shyly pushed a strand of loose hair behind her ear.

"Well, you did promise a few years ago that I could."

"I'm sorry?"

She put out her hand and gave a generous smile. 

"Adam, it's me. Patricia. I told you, I'd find you someday."

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I HAD THIS IN MY HEAD ALL DAY I JUST HAD TO SHARE IT MAYBE SOME PEOPLE WOULD SHIP US AS OTQPP. :))))))) PLEASE DON'T THINK IM PSYCHO ADAM.