#;alksdjf

[williamvapespeare]

thinking about charles rowland literally makes me want to go back in time 700 million years and force the first land dwelling organism back into the sea so i never evolve oh my GOD that boy deserves the world

[desafia]

feeling a strong connection to the character of daenerys is so weird because i didn’t even finish the books or like the majority of it,  i just ended up reading the rest of her chapters.  i didn’t watch got because everything i learned about it made me wary and how it ended killed any lasting desire,  so i can’t even say i’m a fan of the media,  i just think she’s neat 

[aramintiax]

` open starter;

     the round glasses perched off the bridge of ara’s nose as her toes dug into the sand and her fingers mindlessly thumbed the worn-out pages of the book she had been reading. Kaos: A History. she saw the red cloth-bound book in the museum’s archives and while she knew reading a history book by the beach may seem like a boring way to spend her saturday afternoon to some people, she adored it. it’s a wonder it took her this long to learn more about the island she was living on given her occupation, but better late than never she thought. it wasn’t until she could feel the heat seeping through her hat and reach the top of her head that she realized she had been out longer than she planned, but she made no intention of actually getting up. 

     instead, she bookmarks her page and leans back in her chair, closing her eyes, listening to the waves and basks in the sun a little longer. it always amazed ara what one day at the beach could do for her, and she couldn’t remember the last time she felt this calm. that was until she felt a sudden cold and the brightness of the sun dimmed. someone was standing over her. although ara would admit her heart skipped a slight beat at the possibilities of who the stranger could be, ara was never one for caution. “who is it?” ara chimed without even looking around.

[keichanz]

mirsan under floorboards

I’ll write you a three sentence fic

....i have....no idea what this means but... ? ??

“Ow! Miroku, that’s the fifth time I hit my head, now would you please tell me where the hell we are and why you won’t let me open my eyes?!” Sango hissed as she rubbed the sore spot on her head, the smell of dirt and cedar a very strange combination but not really unpleasant, she found.

“We’re beneath Kaede’s hut,” Miroku replied and through the darkness he was barely able to make out her look of utter bewilderment, so with a shrug he explained, “You try and find a better hiding spot to do this.”

“‘This’ what--” Before Sango could finish her question, Miroku dumped Kagome’s big yellow bag between and it only took a few seconds for realization to dawn then with matching smirks, they both dove forward and indulged in the wonderful invention 21st century junk food.

[prohawks]

tumblr is being homophobic

says my hotwings art is too big ;// 

[faerietrolls]

doodle sketch for @servasfroste!

[bellsgriffin]

[flocklings]

new tom face just dropped.