Albus

coming out of the tags to say that some of us have been saying this for years and have been called all manner of degenerates, perverts, and pedophiles over it, and we really deserve an apology we will never receive

I'm as grateful for cellphones as the next person, but sometimes I think about how everyone having a phone on them at all times really did cause us to loose some things as a society. I mean - for example, kids these days will never experience their car breaking down and needing to find the nearest place with a phone they can use. They're never going to have the opportunity to tentatively approach a house only to discover that it's full of queer people having a party hosted by a transvestite to celebrate his creation of a sex homunculus, stay the night, and loose their virginity while unintentionally partaking in cannibalism. It's tragic, that kind of gay sexual awakening just doesn't happen these days because of cellphones.

I wish Tolkien was alive so his catholic ass could witness this

fic where izzy is scolding edward for something and ed gets that sexy-scary look on his face and stalks forward and of course izzy backs off - physically, not verbally - and ed backs him halfway across the room, where stede meets them in the middle at izzy's back, and when izzy bumps into him he startles, glances back and tries to move away, but ed is too close to him in front now for him to have any room to get out from between them without scuttling like a crab which is undignified and he will not do, so he's just. stuck. between ed and stede with them both looming down at him from either end, their body heat radiating into him, and the look they're giving each other over his head so thick he can feel it, and he demands (squawks) "what the fuck are you two doing" and ed just smirks, and izzy jumps when stede puts a heavy hand on his waist from behind, and they don't give an answer because the question doesn't need one, and ed asks "is it working" and that doesn't need an answer either