“Deliver!” y/n’s head shot up from the sound at the door. Delivery? She didn’t even order anything? y/n looked at the clock hanging on the wall. 10:15 pm. She was kind of getting scared. She got up from the couch and turned off the tv. She stood at the ends of her toes to look through the front door peephole to see who was at the door, but it was too dark out and the figure was shadowy, hiding behind a cloaked hoodie. Her heart pumped hard in her chest.
Today is my birthday and i wanted to do something different!
First of all, I wanna thank you guys for following me and even if you’re tired of my gay ass you stay around and everyday i get closer o my 2K goal, so thank you very mcuh. Second of all, I haven’t been active and a good nice blog on the past days/week (i’ve been studying), sooooo to make up to that, I chose today (a very special day) to do a special thingy for you guys.
- you have to be following me - reblog this post - send me what you love most about alex danvers - I’ll draw a picture based on your URL (and maybe add something you want-say on the ask-)
Follow Forever!! Everyone I follow are very special and have the most amazing blogs, so let’s show them to the world right?
First I wanna thank the greatest ones around here:
Théo van Rysselberghe (Belgian, 1862-1926), L'Escaut en amont d'Anvers, le soir or Les voiliers sur l'Escaut [The Scheldt upstream of Antwerp, Evening, or Sailboats on the Scheldt], 1892. Oil on canvas in the artist’s original frame, 66.7 x 90.5 cm.