Writer, Reader, Gamer, Sci Fi Nerd, Mass Effect Addict. She/Her, Oregon Trail generation. Header image by xla-hainex, icon by sinvraal. Horse Racing sideblog: whirlaway41
Dug around in my archive drives for Discworld fanarts. I have a lot of Feelings I can’t articulate very well soooooo I’m not going to, just enjoy the draws xD FYI Zombie Reg is still one of my favorite faces I’ve drawn of all time, ever!
MAN I just remembered how I sketched the Vimes family portrait after I read Thud! I should find that and finish it…
Summary: Liam is in love with his best friend. His best friend, though? He just met a girl.
Rated T | 4.2K words | technically on-page sex but like, it's really vague | also technically probably cheating but Alex is a dumbass and it's not malicious if that's possible | pining
Have a big ol' unrequited crush for Fearless day (The Brownstone Server's Eras Tour Day 2).
This fandom deserves more Liam fic and I feel this very strongly. This boy is pined so hard it's amazing he never turned into a tree (shoutout to @swaps55 for that turn of phrase, that is not a Mik Original)
“Forget stardust—you are iron. Your blood is nothing but ferrous liquid. When you bleed, you reek of rust. It is iron that fills your heart and sits in your veins. And what is iron, really, unless it’s forged? You are iron. And you are strong.”
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n.t. (via thelittle-hobbit)
Damn right you’re iron, and do you know where iron comes from? Do you know how iron gets here? Let me tell you.
It does start with a star, but it’s not some dismal castoff from an eternal beauty, it’s so much more. Everything that makes our world came from stars, but nothing had as much effect on that star as iron.
See the sun burning in the sky? The light you see and the heat you feel are created when the sun fuses elements, the building blocks of our world, into new and heavier elements. The sun lives because more energy comes from that process than is needed to support it.
UNTIL IRON COMES ALONG.
Fusing iron — burning it to make a star shine — is nigh on impossible. Iron is strong and iron is heavy. Iron is so strong and so heavy that to make new elements from iron takes more energy than it produces. The star can’t keep up, it starts to die.
The iron that flows through your veins KILLED A STAR.
Those other metals that we so value, like gold, owe their existence to iron. As the star died it collapsed, crushing itself and making gold and platinum and other precious and powerful things. Then it exploded and scattered those metals throughout space.
Chief among them was iron. The iron whose formation was the death knell of the star. The iron whose intensity made other metals possible. The iron that was the last thing the living star could make.