“halfway up the field stood an extravagant confection of striped silk like a miniature palace, with several live peacocks tethered at the entrance”
if that’s not the malfoys’ tent i’m the queen of fucking sheba
“halfway up the field stood an extravagant confection of striped silk like a miniature palace, with several live peacocks tethered at the entrance”
if that’s not the malfoys’ tent i’m the queen of fucking sheba
Prince Gumball’s path to the throne was brutal. Fionna wasn’t around during the Sugar Wars; Gumball distracts her by acting super bland and wearing disco pants.
Marshall Lee knows the truth, but as Chaotic Neutral, he just can’t bring himself to give a shit.
I LOVE GETTING MESSAGES LIKE THIS i feel like a drug dealer but a great drug dealer dealing out happiness and fanfiction and UST ugh so yes here you go!!!!!! go forth and become mildly and/or utterly obsessed with these two motherfuckers!!!! kisses xoxo
I just found out that the Eurasian Bullfinch is called a Domherre in swedish.
Which somewhat translates to Sir of Doom.
SIR OF DOOM.
SO I finally picked up F&C comics last weekend!!! !!!!!!!! ((!!!!!))(!(!!)!))!)(!))!!!!
being paid to tell people what to watch/read/imbibe/consume sounds like my dream job
hit me up u can pay me in kind
► it’s the angels! they’re falling.
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Nils Butler by Willy Vanderperre, VMAN #13 Spring 2009
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