my favorite starbies barista was working and my favorite work client just happened to be getting coffee at the same time this morning. auspicious omens!! Let us not forget that my house is clean and vibey, there is ice cream in the freezer, and I have secured a gram cart to last me between here and payday. Let us rejoice for I have been blessed!! today is my Monday so we're doing affirmations, have a good week girlies!
Me, crawling back from twitter to an account from my teen years, older and worse in general: hey girlies 🤗😌
Another modern au thingy ❤️
Immy is not only lactose intolerant she is also snow intolerant lmao
This happiness is hell on earth Somebody better save me
- This happiness by of monsters and men
Don’t be afraid to dream
This beloved Cartoon series
started as this webcomic
This best seller Manga
and critically acclaimed hit animated series
started out as this webcomic
And this best seller novel
And award winning blockbuster movie
started out as a serialized free story on somebody’s website.
Don’t be afraid to write big even if you start small.
Don’t be afraid to write big even if you start small
And yet another scene from ‘Rough Day’ by @no-droids !!! New chapter tomorrow! I’m so pumped, y’all.
!!!!! UH
this art style is absolutely brilliant and I’m in love with it, even the background is like exactly what I pictured and I’m in LOVE OMG thank you so much for creating this and sharing💕
Flirting - Stories of Thedas Day 12
Dragon Age 2 Fenris/Hawke “Perhaps I’ll practice my flattery for your next visit. With any luck I’ll become better at it.” Fenris attempts exactly that. With limited success. (On AO3 here) ======================== The elf cleared his throat and attempted the line again. “You…look particularly agreeable tonight, Hawke.” Fenris cringed, grimacing at himself in the cracked hand-mirror. He had found it amongst the debris in one corner of his mansion. He wondered whether this was what the early signs of losing one’s mind looked like: after all, he lived here alone, largely unobserved, when Varric and Donnic weren’t loitering here to play cards, or Isabella wasn’t dropping by with her latest excuse to interact. His mind hovered over those odd occurrences for a moment, then shifted back to Hawke. Hawke. There was something about her; something his thoughts would not let rest, and yet that defied being expressed or pinned down by words. A pity, really, as he had claimed that he would work on his flattery. Exactly what he was currently attempting to do. “‘Your…visits are a pleasant distraction.’ No. That sounded…expectant. ‘You…Wear this haircut with more success, out of the two of us.” No - no jokes. Ears flattening in frustration, the elf discarded the mirror, dropping it with disgust. Its ornate frame clattered against the tiles, its broken glass cracking further. This effort was futile. Better to forget it, and for her to forget whatever notion she had entertained about him. He could not deliver on it, whatever her hope: what did he have to offer? No - intriguing though it was, he would do best to forget the questions and promises she had dangled before him, and in time, she would forget them as well. If she had not done so already. Teeth grinding and face burning, Fenris stalked from the room, leaving the mirror where it had fallen. His embarrassment told itself that it was anger.
ar lath ma vhenan
my Inquisitor Adahlen Lavellan and Solas being painfully inlove
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i’m on money’s side.
