i'll have ten

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The story of twisted love now closes its curtains.

Happy birthday precious child *^*

I JUST GOT FUNDING FOR MY FIRST YEAR AT UGA

I didn’t think I was going to and i’ve been stressing SO MUCH but i just got a letter like ten minutes ago offering me a first-year assistantship and i’m freaking out because !!!!!!!!! i don’t have to go into debt for my fist year!!!!

hey everybody!  LIKE THIS for a starter / plotting call.  as usual if i don’t know how to approach your muse or how they might possibly interact i’ll send you a message so we can plot, a little thing to know beforehand is that IMs is currently not working for me so i will not be able to send messages through there. it will have to be done the old way which means approaching your ask box & whatnot. 

in the halls of the mountain king

Summary: Tsubomi can taste the ozone in the air.

Author’s Notes: Part 2 of the Esper!Tsubomi series, now with added Shou for flavor! Shou is a very interesting character to write, even though I haven’t discovered too much about him (and what I have discovered has some fucking horrifying implications).

This is a sequel to the fallacy of memory, so make sure to read that first.

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Tsubomi feels him before she sees him.

He’s no raging bonfire like Shigeo, more like a banked blaze, more like lightning that scorches and strikes down trees. She thinks of lightning that sparks wildfires, and her vines bloom thorns as long as her fingers.

“Well, there’s no need for that,” the wall she’s left bare of bristling greenery says, and the light there twists.

He’s refracted the light around him to make himself invisible, Tsubomi thinks, as the boy steps into her view, seemingly from thin air. And then, on the heels of that thought, comes: this boy is very dangerous.

The boy in question looks her age, perhaps a little bit younger. He’s short and pale and foreign-looking, his eyes a much lighter shade of blue than her own, his spiky hair almost neon-red under the fluorescent lightning of the hall.

Dangerous, her mind whispers.

Tsubomi can taste the ozone in the air.

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Aaaand that was my allotted ten minutes of tumblr time for today… back into the dark cave of homework and stress and exhaustion I go. YAY. Love you guys so much, thank you for all the positivity and general amazing-ness.

ALSO I SWEAR TO GOD WHEN I HIT 1000 I WILL ACTUALLY DO SOMETHING FOR YOU GUYS (952 and counting)

Don’t propose to me with a ring
Propose to me with a basket of puppies and concert tickets

anonymous asked:

yo my dude would you like a banana? good source of potassium ya know.

[Your dude now indeed ;D]