SFC!Vexen. Maybe. Or maybe a different Vexen. Maybe just Vexen.
Vexen!
one guacamole is equal to 6.0221415×10²³ guacas
Did someone just use Avogadro’s number in a joke about guacamole I think I’m crying with scientific joy
Let’s be honest, I would do this.
*dying* its face in the first pic. What even.
POSTCARD
Sarah, you need this, okay.
So in Tesco they have these sample laptops you can play about on, except they’re all locked down so you can’t type or anything Unless you know how to access the onscreen keyboard, that is. /mature /so mature /Will this is your fault I blame you
Larxene from m!411. Larxene senior, that is. She’s an old friend of Marluxia’s (and Larxene’s (Marluxia’s daughter Larxene) namesake, obviously) from when he was fostered by Ansem Wise, but they lost contact after Marluxia moved on. When Larxene junior’s about thirteen or so Marluxia tracks Larxene senior down, to find her recovering from a heroin addiction and generally having a shitty time at life. I’m not sure if she’ll make the final story, mostly because if she does it’s going to be really confusing having two versions of one character in a story.
I kind of do want her in there, though, because she’d get on so well with herself.
Oh goodness.
Paper towels? Lots of them?
And then it sounds like you should probably either take a break to organise your folders or completely take a break for a bit. Good luck!
I wiped it all up with a towel, and my papers are drying off on the desk now. I really do need to sort everything out, but my storage folders are full and I know where to put all my finished work… I just have so much paper that I don’t know what to do with. So much paper.
/quietly weeps
I have reached a point in my revision where I honestly do not have a clue what my work folder is doing any more. Maths papers are in my geography book. A third of everything isn’t even bound into the folder any more. Chemistry is all mixed up with tectonic case studies.
To top it all off, thanks to my clumsiness these things are now all also saturated with tea. I haven’t even done anything for half an hour; I’m just staring at it saying “what what what” over again in my head while flicking through this impenetrable, soggy mess.
- Zarabear: poop
- Firoz Taverbi: yes
- Zarabear: okay
Speaking of monsters and all.
Holy hell, Lucy.
Hello, my name is Lucy and you should be friends with me because I buy presents that will haunt the recipient’s nightmares for the rest of their lives.
#16: KT: Those Who Favor Ice
AU: Weatherbitches
Warnings: Brief mentions of personal and impersonal deaths.
Description: It’s not easy being an elemental god - not for you and not for the people in the city surrounding you, who happen to have a remarkably low tolerance for subzero temperatures.
Author’s Note: Weatherbitches has been one of my favorites since its creation. Which means there are a ton of false starts to particular scenes in that text file.
Beautiful and heartbreaking and also goddamn fucking weatherbitches
I feel like anyone who doesn’t like Weatherbitches is emotionally stunted but I guess you’re all entitled to your opinion.
#6: KT: There’s Worse than the Plank
AU: Pirates and Wenches and Splendor, Oh My!
Warnings: None
Description: A noble’s daughter decides that life aboard a pirate ship isn’t so bad - especially not with a captain like this.
Author’s Note: I really need to finish this.
#casually argsblargflarghlslsfgkls
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HAS TO TAKE A COLD SHOWER
even-carmine asked: ih
Stop masturbating, Even.
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