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It's another meeting. Others are speaking, you stay quiet, but you observe the others around you from under your hood. Your gaze falls to a few seats over, you catch his sidelong glance even from under his hood, and you quickly look down to the stark white floor below, the tips of your boots obscuring the symbol on the ground. You remember a time when, instead, it was two pairs of brightly colored sneakers blocking your view of the town below, sitting on the edge of the aqueduct walls of Radiant Garden. If you had a heart, the memory would hurt, but it's only a memory and that was all it could be anymore. It wasn't hopeful, it wasn't uplifti

It wasn't the smell of the room that he disliked, or the humid air or the wet slick floors that just felt sort of slimy under his bare free as he walked along. When he leapt into the pool it wasn't the warmth of the water or the chemicals that sometimes burned his eyes if he didn't wear his goggles. It was the taste. You weren't supposed to drink the pool water, naturally, but sometimes it happened and you just couldn't help that. But it stayed on your lips, a salty residue that simply soaked into your skin, and he found himself spending a lot more time in the shower rooms sometimes than most probably needed to. Eridan Ampora was a name syn

A BlackRom Fic Dave remembers his first issue of GameBro. He is young, at least on a scale of "cool little munchkin" to "super hella cool kid extraordinaire", which he hopes to one day achieve, hopefully without Bro extending a helping rum- er, hand. He is walking through the store, staying close by Bro's side, Lil Cal sitting in the carriage seat as they go in search for some form of nutrients. After all, a cool guy like him and his big brother aren't going to grow into healthy well groomed fuckin' pieces of art without proper sustenance to fuel their ever expanding minds. It takes a lot to support the weight of a Strider, and the one thin

- An Isa and Lea Fanfiction - “You know, this probably isn’t the safest idea you’ve ever had, Isa. I’m kinda surprised. Bringing us all the way up here…” “Shh, Lea.” The two boys laid out on the shingles of Isa’s roof, the cool summer air just sharp enough to nip at their noses and leave them pink with cold. There was only the sound of crickets, little chirps that told the friends that they may have been the only human being awake in the world but reminding them that they were not alone. Not that either of them would ever be alone, being the inseparable pair that they were. “Why