my pub

America: So.. I was reading about how alcoholics can be found in like, everyone’s lives. It’s a common issue, ya know

Canada: Oh yeah, I bet we can even name some people in this room.


England: Why are all of you looking at me?! 

Prussia: And me! What are you trying to say?

England: What the hell?

Prussia: Hey, do you want to go to the pub after this? Talk about this bullshit?

England: Yes. Actually. I do. 


I rode my bike to the forest last week and I got lost for a while! It was amazing :’) also this is last week’s spread! (I’m actually spending most of the time doing nothing but watching movies haha)

“Mayhem” is an old English legal term for the crime of maiming someone. Originally it referred to maiming by cutting off a body part that would hamper the ability to defend oneself in combat, such as a limb, but it later extended to all body parts. So if you see an old prison record stating someone was arrested for “mayhem” it doesn’t mean they were causing mayhem, it means they cut bits off another person


Low self-esteem disabled!Charles and his dick of a boyfriend were at this posh gala thing and the boyfriend rammed Charles’ chair into the corner of a buffet table, knocking a big stack of silverware onto the floor, then stormed off in a huff, embarrassed, so that when everyone turned around to see what the noise was it looked as if Charles had wheeled himself into the table

Erik came over and used his power to float all the stuff back into place no fuss

Later he overheard the dick boyfriend playing the sensitive-carer card to hit on a woman, with a bullshit monologue about how difficult his life is supporting Charles, within earshot of Charles himself

and Erik then spent the rest of the night coming on to Charles hardflirting mentally with him right in front of the dick boyfriend and listing reasons why he should totally dump the dick boyfriend and go out for coffee with Erik instead and by the time they left he was mentally reciting his phone number really loud ^_^