You should just write a whole list of why Inej and Kaz are the cutest, and greatest couple. I live for them.
- okay i wanna start off with something that’s totally obvious but is never rly discussed/mentioned? but kanej is a beautiful, healthy, AMAZING interracial pairing that’s written in a way that doesn’t constantly showcase inej’s ethnicity just for the sake of pointing it out but that doesn’t mean it’s any less valid or important or special and leigh doesn’t give a fxck about other people’s whitewashed white mysteries so it’s a bit like ‘this is inej, she’s a woc, don’t EVER whitewash her but also don’t forget who she is and who she’s in love with bc that’s important and rare and must be treasured and appreciated’ - they bring out the best in each other - and by best i don’t mean they compliment each other well (which they do but that’s beside the point), i mean they literally heal each other’s wounds, mend each other’s weary hearts and are there for each other 24/7 no questions asked - kaz “my father is profit” brekker, the boy who literally breaks people’s kneecaps with his crow cane if anyone so much as looks at him wrong, went OUT OF HIS WAY to fulfill inej’s dream (which is kind of ironic bc inej IS the girl of his dreams so… fulfilling the girl of his dreams’ dream?) - like you know those het couples that are like… “you’re my happiness” blah blah blah “i know you have other interests and imma let you finish but i bring me so like be grateful” which is smth i absolutely DESPISE in any shape way or form but kaz was just like?? hey inej i heard you like ships so here’s a ship, captain ghafa and oh by the way your parents are on it - he threw away his one shot at happiness just bc he knew what inej wanted and that was his top priority - he’d go to hell and back for her (he almost did) - kaz “ketterdam is full of monsters i just happen to have the longest teeth” brekker’s biggest weakness is inej’s SMILE?????? name a more iconic & pure duo than kaz and his teenage crush?? i’ll wait - inej, fully aware of kaz’s ptsd, NEVER rushed him for anything and their love was literally never sexualizied therefore breaking the status quo that a pairing is only interesting when the people involced they have physical contact and/or are intimate. intimacy runs so much deeper than (having) sex -kaz, fully aware of inej’s past and her own anxiety, never rushed her for anything and never demanded anything from her and was the perfect gentlemen despite his bad boy talk that portrayed him as this cold emotionless antagonist like you’re not fooling anyone son we see right through you and honestly bless your wicked barrel boss heart ily - kaz’s only attempt at “winning” inej was when he said “you inej, you” and even that was super pure (esp given the fact that it was probably the most honest thing he’s ever said & admitted - not just to inej but to himself) bc yes OFC he wanted to overcome his ptsd and wanted to be able to touch inej in some - any - kind of way but he also meant her presence? actually scratch that, that’s all he meant - inej’s always been his beacon, his idol, his goddess, his salvation, his anchor, his emotional tether if you will and it was inej who brought him back when he started to slip back into his dark memories, inej was the one who pulled him out of the murky waters licking at his feet - kaz would literally kill & die for inej a.k.a kaz is all of us - inej, a kind, beautiful soul who yields not just one but seven knives, all named after a saint, would do anything to help kaz - inej wanted kaz to become a better person, a better version of himself but it was never for her? like, she never had any personal agenda or subplot that connected her with kaz’s path to greatness, she wanted him to become better for his own good and that just makes me start crying on the spot tbh catch me bawling my eyes out bc of these two (usually at 4am when no one can hear the ugly dying pterodactyl noises coming out of my mouth) - kaz softens around inej while inej hardens around kaz and that, too, makes me very very emotional b y e - the peak of their relationship development was to finally be able to hold hands - they might not be together right now but that’s fine by kaz bc he just wants inej to be happy and sail and help/free slaves and that’s fine by inej too bc she knows kaz has a business™
to run and she knows the dregs need him more than she does - and that’s okay bc it doesn’t mean they love or need each other any less. it just means later.
Hey i love your work but i would mabe cool if you did erwin and levi eavesdropping on armin and eren talking about boys to find out they are talking about them so they start making moves on eren and armin? (Sorry its long)
This was getting far too long because Eren and Armin`s girl talk is something I could write forever, if you`re still interested in a second half just send another ask!
Night fell over the Corps` temporary HQ, and Captain Levi and Commander Erwin themselves walked down the corridors together in friendly - ish on Levi`s part - silence. It was just something they did, the swiftness of their steps, the weight of their feet, the glances they shared all spoke volumes. Neither were men of emotion, but their little routine always reminded the other “Yeah, we`re friends.”
Tonight however, there were giggles and laughter floating through the hall and despite their rounds being a sort of bonding time, it was still a job and they needed to investigate.
Levi found the sounds were coming from a certain bright-eyed, stupidly attractive, shifter`s cell, and he immediately thought the kid had finally lost it and went insane down there, but there was another, lighter laugh accompanying his. And because Levi happened to be a nosy shit, he shushed Erwin from calling out and nodded him over as he slightly, quietly, peeked the door open.
Finally, actual voices could be heard.
“This is gonna be so much fun!” A blonde cried, Arlert if the way Erwin leaned in that much more was anything to go by. Eren popped into view by wrapping his arms around the blonde`s shoulders in a failed attempt at a piggy back.
“Yeah, we`re gonna do all the stuff Mikasa doesn`t want us to do, and eat snacks, and wear comfy clothes-”
Levi snorted lowly. “A sleepover, c`mon Erwin, there`s nothing to see here.” Erwin chuckled fondly and made to follow Levi away from their spying,
“-and talk about boys!”
Levi whipped around so hard you could hear his poor old man neck crack.
Erwin bit his lip, contemplating the absolutely childish, not even acceptable from trainees type of proposal he was thinking of. But… well technically it was his duty as a commander to know of all his subordinates relationships, to avoid putting them in the same squad or keeping them in separate groups on missions.
“We shouldn`t.” The raven cut off.
“You`re right. It`s completely unprofessional.”
“We would be acting like a couple of teenaged boys.”
“We would, it would be ridiculously immature.”
Levi looked at Erwin.
Erwin stared back at Levi.
The two quickly huddled close to the door once more, pushing and shoving to get a good view.
“Erwin, scoot your fat ass over! I can see anything!” Levi hissed, shoving the blonde harshly with his shoulder to squeeze nearer to the small crack in the door.
“Rude, you`re the one-” The commander couldn`t finish his protest before his shorter companion shushed him.
“The brats are talking, quiet.”
Eren playfully ruffled Armin`s hair as they plopped themselves onto the hardened floor of Eren`s cell, it wasn`t exactly a good place to meet, but Armin would have sat on hot coals if it meant spending time together, Eren knew. He was such a sweet fucking coconut it was insane.
Armin and he had been planning their mini, boys-only, sleepover all day, Eren had perhaps gotten too excited about talking and doing things Mikasa wouldn`t approve of and exchanging secrets while talking shit, he was already buzzing at the fact that Armin had found their old pajamas to wear.
Clearing his throat dramatically and pointedly wiggling his eyebrows, Eren nudged his blonde buddy. Armin looked at him with a half confused, half annoyed glare that only had him adding more and more suggestive gestures to his movements.
“You`re some strange things Levi.” Erwin whispered at the many odd and somewhat impossible faces Cadet Jaeger was making.
“Fuck off, he looks adorable.”
Erwin decided Levi was hopelessly biased.
“Eren, what the fuck are you doing?” Armin deadpanned, his angelic facade used to hide his dark mind fell when it was just the two of them, Armin had a dirtier mouth than Levi himself at times.
“So much for Angel Arlert.” Levi whistled, trying very hard to ignore the could-be whine of possible want Erwin made.
“Ugh, I`m trying to say we should talk about boys Armin! Duh, sleepover 101? Literally the one thing Mikasa would kill us for?” Eren groaned.
“Oh…” Armin looked away shyly. Which cause Eren to bum rush him onto his back and grip his shoulders.
“Oh, my, fucking, walls. Armin! Who?” The brunet squealed. Armin fidgeted but didn`t say a word. Eren realized despite how brash he could be, Armin was still an Armin and needed to be treated with expert care. “Okay, don`t say his name, just tell me about him, and I`ll guess, okay?”
Armin sighed, “He`s…. older than me.”
“Be specific, that`s almost everyone”
“He`s a blonde.”
“Okay okay, we`re going places now.”
“U-uh, he`s, um, really handsome.”
“Oh Armin, is it Jean? I love you but Armin, I will disown you if it`s that fugly horse!”
“What? No! I said handsome dumbass!”
“He`s got blue eyes anyway, not shit brown.”
“I taught you so well. So blonde hair, blue eyes? You`ve got your eyes on a regular prince charming huh?”
“Something like that, yeah.”
Eren hummed, but nothing came to his mind. Armin giggled and added,
“He`s our superior.”
:Ugh no! It`s-”
“The commander!? Oh my gosh, as in Thunder Thighs himself? Armin!”
Armin babbled something shrilly, along the lines of ‘shut up` and `fuck off` as he buried his face in his hands.
Levi punch his over sized companion in the shoulder when he leaned in so far he was on top of him. “Calm your dick Erwin!” He growled.
“He likes me…” The man whispered in awe, you could practically see the rainbows and sparkles flying from his ass in happiness.
“You sound like a kid.”
“You`re just jealous.”
“Whatever, what about you Eren?” Armin asked quickly, desperately to get the subject off of him. And it worked, Eren`s eyes widened for a split second before he girlishly swooned and exaggeratedly fell into Armin`s arms.
“Oh Ar, I think I`m in love.” The brunet sang, it had his friend shaking his head fondly. He could tell Eren had been waiting to gush about this from the start, and he decided it was only fair to humor him.
“What`s he like?”
Armin scoffed, “Be specific, dummy.”
“He`s got dark hair and gorgeous grey eyes, his body is drool-worthy and he`s funny and really sweet and his name is so hot, I love it, and he kills titans and-”
“Hold on. From what I hear, this sounds like…”
Erwin balked, “Now I know he can`t be talking about…”
“…captain Levi. But last I check he was short, mean and angry, I don`t remember all that extra shit.”Armin was sure that`s what he was the last time he checked.
Eren tutted, “You don`t know him like I do, he`s actually just a big teddy bear with a mad face.”
“Levi, you look constipated.” Erwin teased.
Levi felt fucking constipated, happy shit was bubbling in his guts. Eren wanted him, he was gushing and bragging over him like he was some catch when it was all the other way around. But he was all too smug now.
Just as he was about to retort to Eyebrows, a loud, screeching voice came ringing down the hall.
“Levi! Erwin! What are you doing!?” Hanji called as they bolted down there way, which caused two pretty brats to whip around.
“Shit!” Levi cursed whilst scrambling up like a newborn foal, Erwin following swiftly and knocking his head on the door frame, drawing even more attention.
The two bolted around the corner, grabbing Hanji on the way to clamp their hands over their loud mouth. Just as they were out of sight, Eren poked his head outside his room, eyes darting around for any signs of noise or commotion.
“See anyone?” Armin asked, now huddled on Eren`s cot.
“No, maybe it was our imagination? I don`t know… Whatever, finish telling me how you plan on taking Erwin`s dick because I still say it`s impossible.”
After the door closed once more, the eavesdropping men let out a breath as they ignored Hanji`s muffled protests. They shared a look, a look that one would give when they knew they were getting laid, which they would if they had any say.
Those poor, shy cadets, they`d have no chance against their charms.
Scenes I feel we are owed by SJM to repay all the pain she's caused
•Round two of Rowaelin thanking each other
•The wall x Feysand
•ACTUAL rowaelin wedding
•with subsequent wedding night
•adorable, fluffy, everyone-cries-even-Az Feysand wedding
•Aedion taking the blood oath
•Lysandra getting her territory recognized by the rest of the nobles of Terrasen (or nah, screw them if they don’t, it’ll happen anyway)
•Rowan becoming a father
•therefore Aelin becoming a mother, obviously
•Asterin becoming a mother
•Manon finally saying “I love you” to someone, literally anyone she cares about would be fine
•Manon killing Grandma Bitch using only her nails, very slowly
•Lysandra finding the love that she wants/deserves
•Same with Aedion
•Fenrys getting to be free and careless with his brother
•Gavriel getting to connect with his son
•Elorcan. Just Elorcan.
•Dorian Havilliard and true Happiness
•Chaol walking again and being/doing his best again
•Nesryn smiling and laughing
•Evangeline being happy and carefree chasing fleetfoot around the castle grounds in Orynth
•Feyre being introduced to the whole night court as High Lady
•Mor telling her dick of a father off right before Cassian and Azriel slice him into little pieces
•Maeve burning from the inside out via Aelin
•Rowan finally finding true peace with Aelin for the first time since Lyria
•MORIEL SOMETHING (anything, though like geez, they need to stop having eye sex and get to the real deal)
•Azriel and Mor and Rhys and Feyre and Nesta and CASSIAN taking turns killing the King of Hybern (not Elain because Elain will just sit and watch)
•Rhysand getting to be just happy for once, not having to worry about anything than living in Velaris and loving Feyre and his inner circle and his people
•Feyre getting to paint whenever/whatever she wants
This kinda turned into HCs but oh well
Feel free to add any scenes you feel like we’re owed by the Queen, Sarah J Maas (I know I’m forgetting some)
Well gideon had magic when he was an adult. So he might have it when he regrows. I think Part of magic is genetic or as elsa said your either born or curse. I do wish we could have gone deeper into savior mythology like what makes one a savior. Do you parents have to love each other, do your parents eat cereal for Breakfest. Another bad tease from s6
I don’t know what makes you a savior, SoManyQuestions!Anon– and did we ever find out why Aladdin and Emma had the Jazz Hands of Doom ™? Jafar told Aladdin that it was the fate of Saviors, which seemed to imply that at a certain date (age 28? after their first confirmed Save?) it was all downhill from there and their magic would literally kill them unless they used the shears.
And they don’t use sufficient compost! Perhaps this metaphor needs pruning
But in 6x20 the Black Fairy seemed to intimate that it was Emma’s lack of confidence in herself that caused the Jazz Hands and her magic to be on the fritz, which has SOME backing in Emma’s previous “I can’t control my magic till Elsa teaches me self-love” arc in 4A. But Aladdin’s Jazz Hands seemed to be an innate Savior Problem that didn’t have anything to do with his emotions du jour, so I don’t know.
*screams, throws holy water at Emma*
Everyone made a big deal about Gideon being 28 years old, too, which was the same age Emma was when she became the savior … but Gideon never became a savior (poor guy didn’t even get to save himself and those kids in the Dark Realm are just Lord of the Flies-ing it up, I guess).
On their search for a new home, Daichi and Suga discover a miracle in the midst of a nightmare.
“I’m not sure, Daichi. I’ve got a bad feeling about this.”
Suga stopped walking, and after two more steps, Daichi did the same, back still turned to him.
“We don’t have a choice. If we don’t get anything nutritious to eat soon, we’ll get in trouble. And it looks like it’s going to rain. We’re all exhausted already, we can’t afford to get sick.”
Suga looked back, to where both Nishinoya and Tanaka were uncharacteristically quiet, dragging their feet as they followed. Insisting on carrying the most heavy load seemed to finally weigh down on Asahi, whose shoulders were heaving as he breathed. There really was no other choice, even though Suga generally trusted his gut feeling.
The village up ahead meant trouble. Lots of trouble. He could smell it, taste it in the air and the atmosphere, even though he couldn’t quite place his finger on it.
if the boys were in the zombie apocalypse, what roles would they play, how/what order would they die in? (im sorry if this question is too weird ahh)
hello!!! no its not weird ^^ i like requests like these ~
would be the peace-maker. He would in all of his efforts try to keep everyone
calm and composed, and remind everyone that they were all each other had. He’d
be the one to go out in the middle of the night and risk getting bitten just to
find food for the members. He’d really risk his life, I think. Since he’d be so
self-sacrificial, he’d honestly probably be one of the first to go, and when he
would, all hell would break loose.
Percentage of survival: 45%
would be the quiet badass. Like, he would stay calm and in the back, but when
zombies would appear, he would literally use any and everything to kill them—a rifle,
a shoe, whatever he could find. His strength would be his carelessness, but it
would also be his weakness, since it would lead to him being a little reckless,
and he might struggle keeping the members’ trust. If the members decide to
leave him to fend for himself, then he probably wouldn’t last too long alone,
but with everyone else, he’d definitely survive until the end.
Percentage of survival: 87%
is just…too scared of everything to last. He’d try to hardest, and he’d want to
stay strong for the members, but if he was ever cornered by a group of zombies,
it’d be over for him immediately. He’d get overwhelmed and frightened quickly,
completely crippling him from fighting for himself. In the process, though, he’d
warn the members to run, wanting to at least save his members if he couldn’t
Percentage of survival: 13%
is a survivor. One-hundred percent. He would be the leader, rationing the food
for everyone, constructing a schedule of when to sleep and when to be on watch…
he’d really keep things organized and orderly. He’d make sure everyone did
their part to contribute to survival, or else they would get left behind. His
one weakness would be his members and their safety. If he would get caught by
zombies, it’d be on purpose to deter the zombies away from the other members.
Percentage of survival: 98%
honestly seems like he would just be along for the ride. He would end up lumped
together with everyone by mere coincidence, and he would try hard to get along
with everyone and survive. His only problem would be that he would prefer to
not do the dirty work. Instead of fighting zombies, he’d rather stay in and
help tend to the members that were hurt or sick. He would be completely lost
and helpless if cornered by zombies, which would ultimately lead to his demise.
Percentage of survival: 20%
survive longer than expected. He’d pull through and help the members a lot,
although he’d hate fighting the zombies (he definitely would though if it meant
saving himself and his members). His problem would be his tendency to wander
off although he’d be warned not to. He’d wander off one night to an unprotected
area and get cornered by zombies, thus being turned.
Percentage of survival: 64%
goes without saying: he’s a survivor, and he’ll definitely make it. If there is
a lone survivor, Jeon Jungkook is it. This would be attributed to two things:
1. His natural survival instinct. 2. The members would set him up for ultimate
success. The members would have helped him out so much in their time with him
that when alone, he’d be fine. He’d keep a piece of them with him and think of
way they’d get out of situations to help himself survive. They’d leave him with
an abundance of supplies and knowledge. He’d definitely be okay.
Percentage of survival: 100%
Order of Defeat:
6. Rap Monster
7. Jungkook (lives forever and ever amen)
Hope you enjoyed it! I really wanted to post another scenario along with this one but it’s late and I’m so tired. Thank you for submitting!
I love how people are ok with Hawkmoth using people's negative emotions for evil but would literally kill Gabriel for neglecting Adrien
there are a few reasons i can think of: 1) because over half the fandom has adopted adrien as their precious son and if anything happens to him shit is going down, and 2) with hawkmoth, ladybug and chat noir always save the day, but with adrien and his father, its more personal and still an ongoing issue.
“My name is Frank. That’s not important. The important question is: who are you? America has become a cruel and vicious place. We reward the shallowest, the dumbest, the meanest and the loudest. We no longer have any common sense of decency. No sense of shame. There is no right and wrong. The worst qualities in people are looked up to and celebrated. Lying and spreading fear is fine as long as you make money doing it. We’ve become a nation of slogan-saying, bile-spewing hatemongers. We’ve lost our kindness. We’ve lost our soul. What have we become? We take the weakest in our society, we hold them up to be ridiculed, laughed at for our sport and entertainment. Laughed at to the point, where they would literally rather kill themselves than live with us anymore.”
Wattpad Request: Can you do an imagine/smut with johnson’s little sister? she’s 15 (a freshman) and the guys are 18 (seniors). everyone treats her like a baby, but she proves she isn’t to gilinsky by having sex with him (i’m talkin’ full on smut here).
Hope you like it😋
Contains smut and swear words (cuss/curse words).
I know they care, I’m happy and grateful that they care about me as much as they do but with him, there’s a very fine line between caring and mothering.
They’re all eighteen, I can’t hang out with them because they cuss and talk about girls, they claim their language and behaviour isn’t acceptable for a baby.
I can prove them wrong, I’m 15, that isn’t a big difference to my 18 year old brother and his friends.
I walk into the game room and plop down on the couch, a sweet smile on my face. “Y/N get out!” My brother, Jack, groans whilst his thumbs move at the speed of lightning to press buttons.
“But nothing Y/N, get out.” I frown at his friend, Sam, before groaning and walking out.
I walk down the stairs in my mini mouse pyjamas, hearing Jack say goodbye to his friends, I smile at Gilinsky still sitting on the living room couch. “Hey.” I smile.
“Y/N we’re watching a scary movie, you can’t wat-”
“You know what, fuck you! I’ve had enough of your shit, I’m fucking 15 not 5 and I know what a fucking cuss word is. Just because mom and dad are away doesn’t mean you can take their place, they’d let me watch a scary movie! Ugh, fuck you all.” After my rant, I stomp up to my room and slam the door.
Minutes later, I hear two knocks on the door. “I’m grounded, I know.”
They push the door open, I look over my shoulder with an angry frown. “It’s me.” Gilinsky says, holding his hands up in defence.
“What do you want? To tuck me into bed?” I scoff sarcastically and bury my face in my pillow.
“Not quite, I just wanted to see if you’re okay.” He sighs and sits down on my bed after closing the door.
I sit up and look at him. “I’m not a baby.” I sigh, fiddling with my fingers.
“But you’re younger than us, you can’t exactly relate to us.”
I smirk, an idea popping into mind, before nodding slowly and leaning in. He furrows his eyebrows but makes no effort in moving away. Our lips connect, he closes his eyes as do I.
His warm, soft hands land on my hips, tugging at the hem of my pyjama top. I pull away and smile, standing up to straddle his lap. “Y/N-”
“Chill,” I giggle, reaching for the hem of my top to pull it over my head. He groans at the sight, I smirk; mentally thanking myself for not wearing a bra. “Does a little girl have boobs like mine?” I smirk, grabbing his hands to place them on my boobs.
He bites his lip and shakes his head. “Definitely not, fuck.”
I connect our lips again and wrap my arms around his neck. “Do you want to do this?” I ask.
“Well, I have a boner now and I don’t think Jack would appreciate seeing it.” He chuckles and flips me over onto the bed where he presses his lips to mine again.
I reach for his hoodie and pull it off, trailing my finger tips down his toned stomach. “I’m gonna’ show you how mature I am.” I state and push his sweatpants down.
He smirks and pushes his boxers down, kissing down my neck to the valley of my breasts before pulling my pants down. “You’re definitely not a fucking baby.” He chuckles, licking his lips before kissing my neck and beginning to rub me through my panties.
I moan for him, squeezing my legs together for more pressure against his fingers. Taking charge, I push him to the side and straddle his hips, grinding against his hard on.
“Fuck.” He chuckles in a moan, closing his eyes as he grabs a hold of my thighs.
This is wrong on so many levels, but in this second I was prepared to do anything to prove that I’m no baby, I can cuss and watch pixels kill eachother on the TV screen, I can watch scary movies, I can do what they can do.
Pulling my panties to the side, I line him up at my entrance and inhale sharply. Yeah, I’m prepared but I’m still a virgin, it’s gonna’ hurt me.
“Y/N just relax, take your time.” Jack smiles assuringly, stroking my thighs with his thumbs.
I do so, slowly sinking down onto him until he’s stretching me out to my limits. My eyes watered but I refused to let them fall, only babies cry.
“You’re so fucking tight Y/N.” Jack mutters, not wanting to speak too loud incase our noise travels outside of this room. Jack, my brother, would literally kill us.
When I’m ready, I capture my bottom lip between my teeth and begin moving up and down his long, thick length. I didn’t ever expect my first time to be like this, no strings attached and only to prove my point.
I imagined it to be my high school crush after our prom night or after one of our many dates, he’d be in charge and tell me how much he loves me. Not in my bedroom with my brother’s best friend.
But it feels good, and I’m not leaving him yet.
“Does that feel good?” He wonders, looking up at me as I move my hips up and down.
“Fucking amazing.” I giggle quietly, throwing my head back as the pleasure overwhelms me. I claw my nails down his chest as I slide up and down him.
Soon enough, he grabs my hips and helps me move quicker, slamming himself deeper inside of me. “Shit, J-Jack.” I whimper, resting my head on his shoulder.
“That feels even b-better doesn’t it?” He chuckles, kissing my shoulder. I nod, unable to speak as his thrusts get quicker and quicker.
The bed squeaks and I hope to God that the headboard doesn’t begin banging against the wall, the last thing we want or need is Jack hearing us from downstairs or wherever he is.
“J-Jack, I’m gonna’ cum.” I warn, clenching around him as my hands squeeze his shoulders tightly.
“Cum baby, cum for me,”
Second later, I do. He keeps thrusting himself in and out of me until finally he pulls out and releases over his toned stomach. “Shit, that was hot.”
“I’m not a baby no more, am I Jack?” I smirk and climb off of him.
“Definitely not.” He chuckles, running his fingers through his hair.
A canon scenario that will 100% happen while Emma & Regina walk somewhere to find a new bean.
seriously though like why would you kill my parents
they could've been a big help they have royal friends and shit
well I mean I've always wanted to-
actually the real question is
here it comes
why the fuck would you not just go find Hook? You literally killed potentially useful allies when all you had to do was find his scruffy face and like threaten to burn his stubble off with a fire ball and I would've immediately snapped clean to my senses
....wow I REALLY didn't think hard enough about my options
“I am not famous, or rather, I don’t really want to be famous in the way American media defines a “celebrity” as someone so untouchable that you can’t even “earn” his or her attention—as if that would be moral by anyone’s standards. I just want to make music. I just want to be myself.”
He can laugh and his tongue sticks out of the side and its freaking adorable.
then he puts on a plaid shirt. I’m just saying Phil in plaid has probably caused someone to pass out because he’s so fucking good looking.
ANDD do not get me started on Phil in glasses. I know he doesn’t like wearing them but he looks like one of those guys you see in the back of a coffee shop reading a book and you think about him till you fall asleep.
He is a literal ray of sunshine. If I’m sad and I watch one of his videos I feel so much better. He has to be an angel because somebody this wonderful is nearly impossible to find.
I firmly believe he saved Dan on some level and I need Dan just as much as I need Phil. So thank you Phil for helping Dan the way you did. You are the best friend people would kill for.
Phil cares so much about his viewers he literally sees us as his family.
The fact he tries to not curse because he doesn’t want to influence his young viewers is freaking amazing.
I really wish I could word this better because this doesn’t give Phil justice at all.
I want Phil to know he matters because he matters beyond belief.
I may be having one of my Phil days, This could be because I just watched ‘trapped in my jeans’ which is my favorite Phil video. I don’t know but Phil if you see this I hope you know how important I and so many more think you are thank you for everything you’ve done Phil <3
the wildlife place I work at had a diamond dove dropped off. Since she is domestic, she cannot be released and needs a home.
I would literally kill someone to take her, but I cannot :(
So I’m using this platform to try to find her a suitable home. If you’ve already had/have birds, and would like to adopt the cutest dove ever, please message me @eritated