1. bedwyrssong:

    All abbys-jam-juggler had to do was mention Jimmy sadly wanking and this ficlet popped into my head.

    Smutty/angsty. I have no idea WTF is up with the ending.

    Takes place after s5e2.

    Read on AO3

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    This is so hot but it still left me feeling so sad. Poor sad Jimmy with his little cap and his stupidity. Agh. <333333 

    Reblogged from: bedwyrssong
  2. iamtheparadoxoflife:

    All the sadness in this fandom was getting to me so I wrote this happy/sad little thing. 

     

    Jimmy’s little room in Ripon smells like mildew, doesn’t have curtains, and creaks when he walks across it. The only good thing about the place most of the time is the picture of Thomas on the nightstand and the stack of letters from him in the drawer.

    This afternoon, though, the sun is shining through the window just enough to make the place enchanting, and the familiar smell of smoke and slightly less familiar smell of sex is outstripping the mildew. Jimmy could possibly be slightly biased because he’s curled up in his lover’s arms, face pressed into Thomas’s neck, being held by strong arms all around him.

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    Nothing like some good schmoop in the morning! Schmooooop! <3

    Reblogged from: iamtheparadoxoflife
  3. gingerrogerss:

    team mary crawley

    Reblogged from: absolutely-fatal
    • october 1st: i'm cOMIN OUTTA MY GRAVE AND I BEEN DOIN JUST FINE
    Reblogged from: agentmyka
  4. the-13th-floor:

“Beware of Artists” - Actual poster issued by Senator Joseph McCarthy in 1950s, at height of the red scare.

    the-13th-floor:

    “Beware of Artists” - Actual poster issued by Senator Joseph McCarthy in 1950s, at height of the red scare.

    Reblogged from: becsology
  5. meganlacey621:


SHE IS WEARING THE SWEATER!!
THIS IS NOT A DRILL!!!!

    meganlacey621:

    SHE IS WEARING THE SWEATER!!

    THIS IS NOT A DRILL!!!!

    Reblogged from: iamtheparadoxoflife
  6. flippyspoon:

    Whooooooa there, pain-maker

    Reblogged from: flippyspoon
  7. cleffairie:

    i feel like once you were emo in middle school youre low key emo for the rest of your life, like you could be 20 in the middle of college wearing uggs or whatever but once you hear the first key to the black parade/i write sins/sugar we’re going down you sprout an imaginary fringe and start yelling your lungs out like its 2007 all over again

    Reblogged from: onlyn0zomi
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  9. - There are times where I’d like to belong… Does that sound funny?
    - Not to me. Not at all.

    Reblogged from: catthetamedshrew
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