#scorchmarks

[ashenscales]

Made a real life dream visitor! It's very pretty the pictures don't do justice to all the sparkles and the translucency. And I absolutely had to make it glow in the dark naturally. Haven't quite figured out how to visit other's dreams but I'm working on that part.

#wings of fire #wof #wof art #wof fanart #dreamvisitor #dream visitor #wings of fire art #scorchmarks #Another one for my secret plans #All these props are so much fun to make their more hands on than just drawing #and I love getting messy and trying different things until I get it to work

[lokiinmediasideblog]

Been watching Dr. Jackson Crawford videos to make up my mind whether I should call Fire magic seidr (like most MCU!Asgard fanfic writers do with all magic) or not. I think Galdr is the appropriate term?

It is my understanding seidr is a kind of magic rather than ALL magic. For example, in the mythology, myth!Loki's shape-shifting does not get referred to as seidr and it's just something Jotnar can do (And Loki's not considered to be a seidr practitioner, unlike Odin and Freyja). Unlike myth!Odin, myth!Loki's status as "argr" is independent from being a seidr practitioner. Seidr seems to especifically be clairvoyance magic rather than all kinds of magic?

But then, there's a mention of Galdr (spells/incantations), which Odin knows 18 spells that practically make him incredibly powerful. The incantation etymology of "galdr" is what confuses me on whether those spells are seidr or not.

And lol, currently watching Jackson Crawford try to brave through an explanation of the very nasty "Dead Man's Pants" Galdr/spell. That shit is nasty. Here are the videos I've watched so far.

#my fic #scorchmarks #norse mythology #currently watching a video on galdr from jackson crawford #will report back later #working on worldbuilding i guess #idk why i am so nitpicky about this lol #Youtube

[goldpilot22]

"Scorchmarks, I don't believe that's a legal way to tag out a blaserunner..."

"Yeah? You wanna bring it up with the ump?"

"...No thanks."

artfight attack for @lostrhythm42! featuring our blaseball ocs Spades Scorchmarks (theirs, on the right) and Zerachiel Alighieri (mine, on the left)

pose reference by @adorkastock used!

#blaseball oc #blaseball ocs #robot #panda hero #artfight #psii.txt #my art #my ocs #friend ocs #Zerachiel Alighieri #Zerachiel #Spades Scorchmarks #what if they were rivals dot jpeg #I hope this posts I am in a costco

[dndnpcinfo]

Ser Darrion, the Scorching Knight by Plus5

#plus5 #ser darrion #scorchmarked knight #knights #fire #flames #magic items #draconic #dragons #dragon

[vivalakalos]

this doesn't look good

Professor? Professor Sycamore?!

#[the interior of the building is just as bad] #[it's absolutely in shambles] #[roots litter the floors and trees and branches reach through the ceiling. one staircase is entirely blocked off] #[there are scorchmarks on the walls] #alain sycamore #pokemon #pokemon xyz #pokeani

[leupagus]

Working title is "Aziraphale is going to get a good grade in sex, something that is both normal to want and possible to achieve"

"So!" Aziraphale said, plopping himself down in the chair opposite. "Urophilia."

Crowley glowered at him from behind the safety of his third-best sunglasses and his mug.* He hadn't slept last night — he rarely wanted to, these days — yet it was somehow still too early for this. "No," he attempted.

"I know we neither of us go in for the more, er, granular human bodily functions," said Aziraphale, without even the slightest hint of listening. Crowley took a certain amount of comfort in the fact that he still found this annoying as — well, his former employer's residence. He'd worried, in a vague sort of way, that if Aziraphale came back and they worked things out, became a proper us, that he'd start thinking everything Aziraphale did was wonderful. But even true love had its limits, thank — well, his other former employer's residence. "Did I ever tell you, I tried defecating once? Terribly awkward business, I had to make an anus and everything. But Cicero was very obliging in teaching me about the stick."**

Conversations with Aziraphale tended to fall into one of three categories. Either he was humming away in his default cheeriness, in which case he'd burble happily along with whatever Crowley said for hours on end; or he was in a pet about something, in which case he'd be drier than the desert outside Eden and Crowley'd be lucky to escape without injury to his pride or person. Or he was like this, in which case Crowley's participation was purely decorative.

Still, they were getting some stares. Nina hadn't started tutting yet, but she would do soon. "I'm not pissing on you," he said, firm. "And vice versa."

"Oh, all right," Aziraphale huffed, pulling out his spectacles and wrapping the temple tips fussily around his ears. He peered down at the magazine he'd apparently brought with him; even from here, Crowley could see some illustrations. They were… illustrative.

"What," he said with the conviction that he would regret it, "Is that?"

"It's 'Kinks and Fetishes: An A to Z Guide,'" Aziraphale said, handing it over with all the glee of a dog showing off a rotted tennis ball it had found in the back garden. "I've been doing more research, you see. Apparently, there's all sorts of sex we could be getting up to. I truly had no idea there were so many—" he waved his other hand around vaguely. "Configurations."

"Does Glamour have a print edition anymore?" Crowley asked, thumbing through the pages. There were a lot of illustrations.

"Not as such," Aziraphale admitted. "But Muriel found it for me on the World Wide Web—"

"Don't call it that," Crowley sighed.

"—and you know how I dislike reading off of those… screens," he continued, making a moue of distaste. "So I made my own proof copy, as it were."

Under "Tentacles," there was a stern reminder that you shouldn't have sex with octopuses.*** "Angel," he started, then paused. "Vicarphilia?"

"I thought it was something to do with priests and things, but apparently not," Aziraphale said, leaning over the table to point out the next one. "What about whipping?"

"No fetishes that I could've done professionally," Crowley decided firmly, shutting the magazine. He waved it away, out to the Tadfield Library where Anathama would probably find it and laugh for a week, then try at least a half-dozen of them out on poor Newt.

* Nina had set one aside for him after a while, since he didn't mind the permanent stains that had developed along the inside. "Pretty sure those are scorchmarks, actually," she'd complained. "On the outside. What did you do to it?"

** Roman public toilets were aptly named — men would gather to have a bowel movement and a chat, cleaning themselves off with a sponge on the end of a length of wood. Hence the phrase, "Getting the wrong end of the stick," something decidedly less pleasant when taken out of its metaphor.

*** Accompanied by a picture of a young woman doing exactly that.

#good omens fic #what if I skip over the getting together and go straight to the ridiculousness #ineffable motherfuckers #also I know that in the book Aziraphale is an early adopter of computers #but the tv show has him doing his accounts by hand plus the joke of having Muriel being the millennial computer tech is funny to me #ficcage of interest #good grade in sex fic

[lancerfay]

im not just burnt out anymore im a scorchmark on dry concrete

[ahordeofwasps]

OC Cockroach Tag

I've been tagged by the spectacular @kaylinalexanderbooks! Thanks for the tag!

Rules: rank your OCs based on how well they would do with a cockroach.

I'll be doing this for characters from Crying Wolf.

But first, the no pressure tags! I'll be tagging @sarandipitywrites, @notwritinganyflufftoday, @tabswrites, @revenantlore, and open tag!

Now, onto those reactions!

Justine - Crushes it with her boot without a second thought. 8/10.

SMAS - Cockroach? What cockroach? There is nothing but a small scorchmark where a cockroach may have been. If it existed. Which if it did, it definitely doesn't now. 6/10.

Ogwut - Wonders why everyone else is freaking out. Declares the cockroach his friend. 10/10.

Jack - Catches cockroach and tries to release it into the local bar. 10/10.

Theo - Squeals a little and stabs it with his spear. 5/10.

Lux - Catches cockroach with a clay mug and releases it outside. 9/10.

Wotan - Pretends to be perfectly calm but is freaking out on the inside. Tries to crush it with his boot, but keeps missing. Eventually kills it. 7/10.

Daisy - Ignores it. Might be willing to eat it if paid enough coin or double dog dared to. 10/10.

#writeblr #tag game #OC cockroach #crying wolf #queue

[asjjohnson]

I had a thought in October about what if, in the TUE episode, Danny returning to his time was more complicated than just finding Vlad.

I made a gif out of a little sketch story thing I've made based on that thought (it's part one, out of... two? three? I haven't finished it yet so I'm not sure. But I thought this was a good place to stop for the gif.)

The story starts during the episode, right after the older Vlad removes the fused time medallion. The basic thought is that Danny doesn't make it to Vlad soon enough (plus I have some fun with an idea that the medallions have different models).

(The only way I know to start the gif over is to refresh the page. Oh, but first try clicking on the gif.)

Under the cut are the still pictures, as well as a written version. (...I 've spent too much time on this.)

Here's the still pictures.

And here's a written form. (...I'm not good at only giving the words with basic description. It was nearly unreadable that way. So I tried storyifying it. Just a little bit. It includes actions that are implied in the images but not specifically shown.)

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Within Vlad's cave, in the future, Danny Phantom asks, "It didn’t work?"

Several feet away from him, the older Vlad stares down at the time medallion—still in the palm of the gauntlet he'd used to pull it out of Danny.

The medallion has a central piece with an entwined letter 'C' and 'W'. Above this, in fine print, are the words 'Back' and 'Forward', with corresponding arrows pointing counterclockwise and clockwise. And, below the C/W logo, are the words '10yr model'.

"…Perhaps something had happened…" Vlad says, "causing you to no longer be recognized by your time."

"But Sam and Tucker made it back just fine!" Danny says in confusion.

However, Danny doesn't give Vlad time to come up with any theories. "My future self is in the past, trying to force this future to happen. I need to get back to my time before it’s too late."

Vlad gives Danny a pitying look. "My boy, it may already be too late."

"No. I can’t accept that." Danny walks over to Vlad, raising one hand, palm up. "Here, let me see the medallion." Vlad drops the medallion into Danny's awaiting palm.

Danny looks at the back side of the medallion, saying, "If he was able to use one to go to my time, then I can, too."

The back of the medallion is undesigned smooth metal, but it's engraved with instructions. It reads, "Time anchor and travel device combination. Single use. Up to ten years forward or back. Simply remove to return to own time." And, beneath that, "Please recycle."

Danny puts the medallion around his neck and twists the front face counterclockwise, saying to himself, "I better turn it as far as it will go."

Before he even lets go of the medallion's face, a swirling bubble encompasses him, and then the bubble fades away.

Danny turns to look at the scenery. He's still in the cave—he sees the same cave formations—but, while there used to be a large, desk-like computer console and some lab equipment, now there's only a blank cave wall, and no sign of Vlad. "I guess it worked," he says. Then he flies through the cave.

A while later, after flying all the way to Amity Park, Danny hovers in the air, over the place the Nasty Burger used to be. Now there is only a large scorchmark, and a bewildered-looking version of Danny Fenton sitting in the middle of it.

"Oh no, I didn’t get here in time."

Danny has gone exactly ten years into the past, along the timeline he had started from. (In the corresponding sketch, this information is given by a narration rectangle that reads, "Exactly 10 yrs earlier in original timeline." ...Although that's not exactly true because it was exactly ten years when he first appeared in the cave, and it took time to get from Wisconsin to Amity Park. But the point is that Danny hadn't traveled far enough back in time to reach the intersection of the two timelines.)

Danny flies away, saying, "There must be a way to go farther back!"

The version of Danny Fenton left sitting on the scorched ground thinks, "Maybe I should move in with Vlad."

Some time later, Danny is flying through the Ghost Zone.

"I have no idea what the outside of Clockwork’s lair looks like. I’ll just need to trust I’ll know it when I see it."

Around him are floating doors and swirling patterns, as well as some kind of gear-themed castle that Danny has already passed (it's Clockwork's lair).

Danny turns his head. He doesn't notice the Fenton Boomerang approaching from the other side.

The Boomerang hits him in the back of the head.

"Ow!" Danny grabs the Boomerang and rubs his head. He scolds it like a disobedient pet, saying, "I look away for one second."

"Look," Danny orders, and uses his other hand to reach into his pocket, pulling out Jazz's note and unfolding it with a jerk of his wrist, "I already have one."

He throws the Boomerang. "Go find past me—or the me in the future? Whatever."

The note slips out of his hand.

"No!" He spins around, reaching for it.

"What are you doing way out here, Baby Pop?"

Danny pauses on hearing the voice.

He turns toward the voice and sees a maliciously grinning Ember McClain. "Ember? I don’t have time for this!"

"Well, you better make time. How about some killer volume?" Ember strums her guitar, and a spiral of energy shoots toward Danny.

"I seriously don’t have time! But you want volume? Fine! How’s thiiis?!" He transitions into his Ghostly Wail.

The Wail overpowers Ember's attack and blasts her through the air. She's pushed onto a chunk of floating ground.

The Wail ends, and Ember looks up in surprise and fear. There's a thin stream of ectoplasm leaking from the corner of her mouth. She puts a hand to her mouth and pulls it back to see ectoplasm on her palm.

Then she glares up at Danny. She coughs, and hoarsely says, "I won’t forget this."

Danny's just as horrified as she was. Wide-eyed, he subconsciously leans back, but also reaches a hand toward her in concern. "Wait, I didn’t mean to…"

But then he drops his hand and looks away, his expression hardening. "Never mind. Once I return to the right time, this will never have happened."

Assuming Jazz's note is a lost cause by now, he flies off, leaving Ember on the chunk of rock.

An unknown time later, Danny is in the Ghost Zone, hovering in place. He now has Jazz's headband tied to his belt, and he reaches a hand toward it, and rubs the material between his fingers. He says, "Jazz… Everyone… I’ll find my way back to you."

The camera moves upward until Danny's shoulder and half of his head is visible. His hair is a little longer now, and the shoulder part of his outfit is different. He continues, "No matter how long it takes."

#danny phantom #dp #danny fenton #the ultimate enemy #ember mclain #future!vlad #blood #what if #asj post #asj art #asj writing #I had considered adding a scene where Danny takes off the medallion and still nothing happens and he tosses it and flies off. #(Because Danny no longer belongs to a certain time to jump back to.) #And then Clockwork appears from a time portal and asks himself why no one ever recycles these. #...But then adding that scene would've taken longer. #I couldn't decide which art style to use (series style or other style). So I'd mixed them. The simplest of both. #The Booomerang being in this timeline doesn't make sense #unless each timeline's Danny has a different ecto-signature and the Booomerang can travel between dimensions. Could've found a door portal. #...It depends on your headcanon. Probably canon that everything leads to each other (except the start and end which doesn't quite fit). #Although this au still has looping. ...So it should be canon time travel... except I'm going with a more clear linear thing. #I'm... probably using Back to the Future theory when I think about it. #...I could draw a diagram. (but mainly the Booomerang can move between divergent timelines. Jazz couldn't have sent that note originally.) #(I mean unless there was no 'originally' in the episode and Dan had created himself over and over until Clockwork had broken the loop. #...but that's harder to make sense than a dimension-hopping gadget. It does sound like a time travel short-story I'd read once though.) #Me (to myself): This is supposed to be a tragic angsty story. So stop adding jokes to it! #Also me: Oh here's another place I can add a joke. #My computer's messed up so Photoshop isn't working right but I can still use it to edit. #When I'd typed on top of my handwriting it kept leaving out letters. Especially for double letters (like 'leter'). Because it's slow. #I think I've found and fixed all of them now. #I'm bored and have hit the tag limit. can I go ahead and post this now? ...will anyone see it this early in the day?

[ancient-debris]

I like the idea of dying in an epic battle and my flesh twists around in an interesting pose and my blood shoots out in spraying streams outwards and it’s so hot it’s steaming as it splashes everywhere and my muscles and veins contort and swell up before exploding part-by-part getting progressively more and more violent as it continues, multicolored embers and sparks of my collapsing body painting the sky and ground like a Fourth of July fireworks show. Finally my bones are left behind and they slowly start glowing blood red, then bright blue, then phasing back faster and faster and getting brighter and brighter while epic multilayered melodic orchestral music plays, my skeletal body swinging forward slowly but with a ton of energy for one final attack, before finally exploding in a huge spherical flash of pink light that makes everything go completely silent for a couple seconds before getting really loud and leaving behind a huge scorchmark and possibly crater as well as tons of shiny golden loot and glowing weapons.

[voidwritesstuff]

Ive seen other people post their ISM ocs so why not add mine into the mix. Jerico Castro Aka The Blaze//The ember.

The weapon for this level is a Fire proof weighted blanket that Desmond uses to hug The Ember which is blaze's inner child

Set in a medieval/dream Core village with Woods, you would follow blaze around, evading the fireballs/Fire breath she throws at you (n trust me. They HURT). The player would need to follow the scorchmarks around and hug The Ember until she calms down and shows to the blaze that desmond is no danger towards them both.

The Blaze: represents my ocs impostor syndrome,anger issues and emotionally bad upbringing she had during their life, which had left her a raging Ball of anger and Fire.

The Ember: represents Jerico's acceptance of her issues and instead of keeping all her anger in, they let it go and move on with their life as a now uni student. Also represents her burnt out gifted kid side who is just so tired and could do with a good hard cry.

->Jerico Castro is genderfluid and Bisexual.

->The Flash and Rainbow seem to have an appreciation If not a crush on Blaze, and during the level you can see rainbow leaving flowers (sunflowers especially) for blaze to find, and you can even hear his lamenting when he realizes that giving a fireball a bunch of flammable flowers was not a good idea.

->this crush of rainbow is strictly reserved for rainbow himself. Desmond sees jerico as a patient ,having an almost mentor relationshipp because he doesnt want her to live what he lived as a fellow burnt out gifted kid.

->While chasing Blaze around youll see her walk to the edge of the forest to meet with Flash and hear them have a little chat, flash scoops her in his hands and since hes made of metal the Fire doesnt hurt him, his spotlight nuzzles the head of Blaze and he sets her back down to then dissapear back into the Woods.

->Her respective greek mythos is mainly a sphynx,though when angered she takes the attributes of an european dragon (wings,horns,tails And sharp teef)

->desmond would start in the cementery(seeing blaze bury her last psicologistp,then up to an art store, a record store where you see a small scene of Lucas and Jerico chatting over music and vinyls, then a mall (where you'd see her hang out with Sorrowful [@theallenshorefangirl oc] and the watcher) and finally end up in Blaze's house.

->Blaze was adopted by two family Friends of her Bio family, Raymond Castro and Eryz Bloom, which you see in her ending hugging her and leaving beautiful sunflowers instead of scorchmarks

->Shes an overworked animation uni student.

->her tape is between Lucas and the final boss, mainly because her arc mirrors Desmond's life when he was her age, its meant to represent desmond healing his past trauma by helping others who went through something similar as he did.

Tape: cw for mentions of someone dying of cancer,shitty family, anger issues and religion.

Desmond: so...what brings you here?

Jerico: anything and everything, ive had a rough life so far. Dont get me wrong! Ive had good and bad,but the bad is really bad (chuckles) but mainly? My last psicologist died of cancer...and I heard you were good so...here I am

Desmond: thats...awful im so sorry for your loss

Jerico: much appreciated, im and was raised catholic so...I Like to think shes up there in the clouds watching over me...but I felt like she was the only one that would stand up against my biological family, they were assholes you know? I could never be enough for them and i--(clenches fists, gets really tense)(sigh, body relaxes) sorry, sorry, I have anger issues and its hard sometimes

Desmond: dont worry, I know how that feels. I have to say that you seem to know yourself a lot

Jerico: wise beyond my years, I had time to look into myself even before I started therapy. I dread change but it comes naturally to my for some reason, im a whole can of worms, Mr.Wales

Desmond: desmond,please. And dont worry,im sure we'll find out just how deep the rabbithole goes, patience and Grace

Jerico: (playfull scoff) patience, people in my life have always told me I need more patience...(blinks a few times) I was thinking out loud,sorry. But I actually quite like that phrase, I think ill start to use it

Desmond: see? Progress already (polite chuckle)

Jerico: (laughs) I think we're going to get along just fine, Desmond.

#ism #insoundmind #in sound mind #ism oc #in sound mind desmond #ism desmond #ism agent rainbow #ism lucas cole #ism virginia ruhl #oc: the blaze/the ember ism

[ashenscales]

I made Turtle's arm band! No more worrying about mindreaders, phew!

I spent so long finding just the perfect stick to work as a prop with it, and I think this one's perfect, I still have it stashed somewhere lol

I've actually updated this design a little bit and got some new material, so now it's easier to wear AND its shinier!

#wings of fire #wof #wof turtle #seawing #jewelry #wings of fire art #wof art #dragon #scorchmarks #dont really know how to tag this #oh I have plans for this in the near future hehehe

[lokiinmediasideblog]

Just wondering where the Healer's name being Eir in Asgard got agreed upon by fandom because I'm definitely am also using it in a rather unconscious way (but as a darker take with "terrible bedside manner" rather than the nurturing healer).

Quick lookup says she is a Valkyrie in the myths associated with healing.

#eir #mcu!loki #my fic #scorchmarks #loki fandom

[kariachi]

Fic! A quick thing about Alan's mom's childraising experiences.

~~

Jessica Albright loved her husband and loved her children. She wanted the best for them, to be happy and healthy in whatever form that looked like. And she had known, from the day she had learned Kay wasn’t human, that there would be a lot of variance in that. That mixing Pyronite, Osmosian, and human, between the vastly different biologies and cultures, the future she was accepting for herself was going to be even more chaotic than she had ever planned before. She had not gone in unprepared.

It hadn’t taken long to understand why her mother had laughed when she’d said she was ready for anything.

Needing another shed for athletic equipment- expected. She knew her husband.

Children jumping off the roof of the house in attempts to practice their flying- not expected. After her reaction Christopher had not done it twice and Jason and Sarah lived in fear of even trying.

Walls covered in carvings, mosaics, paint, and scorchmarks- expected. All kids did art on the walls at some point and she and Kay had compromised between their cultures by allowing it in bedrooms, sheds, and dens where general guests wouldn’t see.

Children opening every can in the kitchen with their teeth- not expected. She still didn’t know why Alan and Chris had done that, nor why they had involved hatchling Jason, and she still didn’t want to.

Fighting between the kids- expected. She had enough siblings of her own to have not been under any illusion that everything would be sunshine and rainbows between them.

Those fights to be precipitated by competitions like ‘who can keep the largest fire going without burning the house down’- unexpected. If there had been any moment she had been tempted to ship her children to her mother-in-law for the rest of eternity, maybe Kay too for good measure, that had been it.

Dens dug in key locations around the extended family’s property- expected. This was, apparently, an Osmosian thing, instinctual, she had been plenty forewarned by grace of, again, knowing her husband.

The sheer number of dens dug around the extended family’s property- unexpected. She had assumed they would keep things simple and work off the same base dens Kay had dug, not each individually set out to make dens and tunnels extending as far around the place as they could.

She still loved them. They were all amazing kids- incredibly bright, good-natured, and talented- and she wouldn’t have traded them for all three of their ancestral homeworlds. No, not even when they were driving her to sink herself into one of her wine barrels and just ferment. There wasn’t a single major regret she had, and she was, overall, a very happy woman.

But damnit if she wasn’t invoking the Mother’s Curse to a degree previously unknown.

#fanfic

[isaacapatow]

@reneebrxndxn * a strip mall like any other

"Orion and me came here before," Ike said by way of explanation, as they approached the parking lot. There was a tight circle of cars, mostly stripped out, and a big scorchmark in the middle of them. Ike considered for a moment whether to tell Renee what that was from, and then decided he might as well: "--we found the first Sunface cult girl here, hiding under a pile of walkers hoping they'd turn her into a special edition mutated zombie. We burned the pile before we left."

And got rid of the body of the teenage girl herself. But that part Ike didn't volunteer. That wasn't the point of this trip.

He squinted at Renee as they made their way towards the storefronts, mostly blocked up or destroyed. "How often have you gone out of Redwood since you landed there?" he asked. Most people didn't, if they had any sense. There wasn't anything on the outside worth risking your life for, especially when the raiders were bringing back whatever they found.

#with: renee #p: ren002 #at work no gifs!

[glon-morski]

hi! i love all your merlin fics, especially WT

do you have any arthur whump fic recs? np if not :)

Thank you very much and sorry to get back to you so late!

Hmmm Arthur whump fic recs, you say? There are a few that come to mind.

Bought and Sold by PeaceHeather - a wonderful fic in which Arthur is captured and enslaved and Merlin sets out to find and rescue him.

It Was One Kingdom Once by queerofthedagger - Merthur, a rare Royal Merlin (in that I'm usually not fond of it and don't read it), includes Hanahaki Disease... :3c

Scorchmarks and Embers by southfarthing - not purely Arthur whump in that Merlin suffers quite a lot as well, but a wonderful read all around and definitely one of the main fics I always recommend :)

Lacuna by amithia - Merthur again, and more emotional whump than physical (which is arguably also true for S&E come to think of it...), but still great and another one of my favorites

Pull You Into Me by Tossuka - Merthur. Possibly more Hurt/Comfort than full-on whump, but still a great read and an awesome treat ^^

I hope this little list helps, even coming as late as it does (^.^)>

#Ask Glon #Fin Recs #Arthur Pendragon Whump