it shall be posted

astrcnette  asked:

Please post Mr Tumnus content so I can drown my blog in him and live up to my url xx Isa aka tumnusses 💙💙💙

OH MY GOSH YESSSSSSS

I freaking love Mr Tumnus actually, and I wish the fandom talked more about this character because goshhhhhhhhh

I really like him cause, even if he did mistakes (like I dunno, TRYING TO KIDNAP A CHILD) (bad goatie) he redeemed himself and tried his best to be a better person, and I’M SO PROUD OF HIM ALL RIGHT.

So time for random headcanons shall we

  • he loves knitting
  • problem: he’s really bad at it so all his scarves and beanies and socks always look strange and weird
  • but honestly, Lucy doesn’t care at all and she totally wear them all the time, even if it’s not winter
  • Susan likes these too actually
  • they’re still super ugly and clumsy but she always wears the little beanie he knitted for her years ago when she goes for a walk in the wood in winter
  • the four Pevensies all befriended him and they actually enjoy having a quiet tea-time with him (it reminds them of England) after royal meetings about Narnian politics
  • with time and age, he broadened the teas and infusions he have, always curious about new beverages
  • he’s seasick everytime he gets on a boat and his face turns green in like what? ten seconds?
  • firm groun is better for fauns uh
  • most of the fauns are good dancers; not him
  • his second name is Clumsy okay
  • he never got married
  • despite Lucy’s attempts to find the perfect partner for him
  • (I totally headcanon him as asexual okay)
  • and since C.S. Lewis never said his name, I headcanon him with the name Cornibus (latine for horns)
  • Lucy always call him Corn when she’s using his forename
  • Ed calls him Cornie when he is with Peter but he’ll never dare to call him like this in front of the faun
  • they respect him very much
  • when they left the country, he and Philip the horse came back to the Lamp Post
  • and they waited
  • and waited
  • and nothing happened
  • Philip finally choose to go back to Cair Paravel, accepting with a lot of pain the fact that they were gone
  • he didn’t
  • and he waited more
  • he stood by the Lamp Post everyday, waiting to spot Lucy’s smile again
  • always keeping hope that one day they’ll return
  • they did, but he was dead a long time ago when the Pevensies saw Narnia again
BTS Newark Concert Day 1

Heyo! So even though I am the only one with a Thursday ticket…all three of us will be around because we want to buy merch!
Meeting place? Ha.ha. Well wing it. Probably post a picture of where we at and for ga peeps yall will most likely have the wrist bands and stuff you can come meet us yo.
So well be there around 2pmish…yeah…ish..
We didnt have time to look around pru (Smutty really wantedd to go to New York)
So yeah…so in fashion of how we do everything on this blog, LETS WING IT!
Cant wait to see yall!!!
-Admin Kook

P.S. deets for friday shall be posted by someone tomorrow

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First episode of Bake Off and the contestants have already learned to use booze to appease Mary Berry

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literally just a 3-page continuation of the previous 3 pages, aka, how it should have ended

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I spent my snow days this week finishing up these two Richonne sets I’d been working on for a while.

-Richonne from episode 7x10 featuring junkyard cat sculpture and Rick’s bloody hand. Not to toot my own horn but I’m so in love with this one 😍😍😍
-Richonne from episode 7x12, day packs and all. I’m pretty happy with these.
-and a bonus Jerry cause i love him so much.

@coranweek

Day 6: Coran Chef

Baking the Unknown Cookies, which contain berries that change flavour every time they are bitten into. Though they still need to cool down Lance. 

Unknown Cookies become the Squads fave and they love to help out Coran when he starts making em.

A Friend Of A Friend, These Strangers At The Party Never Paid

summary: “I left phone number on the bathroom stall wall and you text me about your day and your frustrations for a month & it’s really nice and cute but I still don’t know who you are” AU

words: 12.7k

warnings: smut, mentions of smoking, alcohol/being drunk, lack of imagination as far as fic titles are concerned

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Can you believe this was meant to be 3k?? I honeslty don’t know what happened there. all I know is that I have five exams in less than three weeks that I should be revising for and instead did this. yikes I hope this was worth it. (also pray4me that I don’t fail everything) x

Also on the topic of exams the actual reason I wrote this now was bc I’m kinda not gonna be writing for a while because of Lovely responsibilities and school stuff and revision so I’m gonna leave yall with this before I’m off Working and doing fun stuff that adults do.

I hope this is ok!!

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Dan’s halfway through skipping History when he does it.

He doesn’t know why he did it – he really doesn’t, he was just kind of bored one afternoon and happened to be carrying a Sharpie and hey, it’d just be a laugh, right? In a school like this, what’s the worst that could come out of leaving his phone number on a cubicle wall?

His pen squeaks across the pale blue paint, already tainted with curse words and penis drawings and tipp-ex and “Call _____ for a good time ;)”. He supposes the caretakers have given up with trying to cover up the graffiti – there are still thin layers of paint and chipped plaster coating every inch of the stall walls, at least showing attempted coverage, but people had just written over them, scribbles of song lyrics and “never got caught” tattooing every inch of the previously blank walls. No amount of assemblies or threats of “whoever did this-“, inserts picture of something someone had written about the Maths teacher on the hall projector, “is seriously going to pay” from the head teacher had ever stopped anyone, so, really, what does Dan have to lose? Sure, they could trace the phone number, but that doesn’t prove anything – he could just as easily throw on the ‘innocent’ act and say it was his friend.

07843983276, he writes. He doesn’t sign it off with any comment, nor kisses, not even a smiley face let alone a winking one. He just leaves it there, in a kind-of conspicuous place just above eye-level on the right hand side of the door, eleven digits amidst many others.

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“That’s how it works in my ‘Muslim Gangster World’: You don’t judge your friends, and you stand up for them, no matter what.

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