The second chapter to this fic, an exercise in book club shenanigans and all sorts of esoteric stress from all sorts of esoteric little conflicts.
There are some things that you can’t keep under wraps, not in this city, not with this God, not with these men.
A Demons/Angels AU with all of one thing changed.
Local man rewrites a fic series he never finished in highschool, now procrastinating on college shit. This time, with a whole ass plan.
“Thanatophobia is like a light in the middle of the night that spreads its flames on the objects it will soon consume.”-– Louis, chevalier de Jaucourt, for Diderot’s Encyclopédie
A study in death anxiety between two men who keep dying. A lot.
A Kingfield fic because I’ve lost control of my life. I should be writing my papers.
Fic under the readmore because it be like that sometimes.
there’s a goat! why is there a goat!? oh my god! there’s a fucking lama!
PLEASEEE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD UNMUTE THIS HE’S SO PERPLEXED
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