To See Them Again Is All I Ask For

some snippets of my upcoming stucky fanfic

and i’ll grow red tulips, just for you

Viktor grows flowers.

Not in a garden, though he does have one. He cannot find it in himself to tend it, not in any traditional manner. No, he grows flowers with his hands, his emotions. His skin. They intertwine with his every emotion, his joy, his sadness. His rage, his apathy.

Viktor doesn’t know what to do with all the flowers. So, he opens a flower shop

a jayvik flower shop au featuring time bomb :)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62013541

NEXT TO HIS WIFE, BITCH (FUCK POSEIDON)(DESERVED EVERYTHING)

the growing up and realizing that you would NEVER treat someone your past age like that is so fucking real. God man i hope hes okay

Poseidon: Ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves.

Odysseus: Good point.

Poseidon:...wait, what?

Odysseus (picks up the trident)

Poseidon: You know what, I might have misspoken.

doodles of the “phil and techno learned each other’s language while growing up together” concept i posted yesterday on twitter!!

careful where you swing that sword old man might end up straight through the heart of your son