22 6 / 2012

queue fic: lee shore part 23

jumpingjacktrash:

    You go kill some time on the beach. It’s not exactly the kind of beach you can lounge on; it’s made of rounded stones from pea-sized to fist-sized, with the occasional small boulder, and here and there a slab of solid basalt. It’s hard to walk on. The rocks shift underfoot in unpredictable ways.

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  1. agayofgays reblogged this from jumpingjacktrash
  2. seventeenkindsofawesome reblogged this from jumpingjacktrash and added:
    oh my fucking god, this is the best eridan I have ever read
  3. variablejabberwocky reblogged this from jumpingjacktrash and added:
    it’s people like you who give a shit about characterization and motivation and believability (and how to manipulate it)...
  4. meddlinggeminiform said: This thing is blowing my mind.
  5. imasupermuteant reblogged this from jumpingjacktrash and added:
    Dear Jumpingjacktrash, You’re beautiful like an atom bomb. Sincerely, Me.
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  7. mastersfavorite said: oh goooooooooood that was beautiful….that imagery in daves thoughts was breathtaking…..you are amazing jesse