#(blatant lie)

[grow-bettah]

Hetalia Ita bag is coming along wonderfully!

[niaojirou]

Part 3 - Officer!Roy/Demon!Edward

Part 1 Part 2 Part 4 Part 5 Original post ((Hold on I did a fucking mistake there lmfao Ok that should be good now I've changed the picture))

[danwithouttheplan]

You wish you could stuff a ravioli as full to bursting as I can.

[vessels-cape]

I’m being very normal about them

[withoutend]

g/t prompt 59

borrower/giant standing right in front of you insists there's no size difference, it's just forced perspective

[cerealandchoccymilk]

id say im quite normal about men

[miggiisdumb]

idek how this happened but ive been here for a week and now i have a lil galloway cattle baby named penelope who’s too curious for her own good :(( she’s very intelligent from sneaking around the farmers and listening to them talk about anything and everything but the poor girl is clumsy as ever :(( she’s always got bandaids on her freckled face and cries like a baby with every injury but she’s too stubborn to listen when farmer iida tells her to stay in her pen :(( instead she wanders about and gets stuck in the most precarious situations, somehow landing herself locked in bull deku’s pen and she didn’t even mean to go there! she just wanted to go see the sheep on the other side of the farm but now she’s faced with this big hulking man she’s never seen in her life and he’s wondering who is she and why has he never seen her before? imagine his surprise when he finds out she’s new around here, brought in after her old farm burned down :(( poor baby never even breeded or saw a bull before but she latched to deku like a vice and makes it top priority to sneak him extra sugar cubes whenever she gets the chance :(( she’s deathly afraid of bakugo and will sob controllably if he’s around her alone until deku has to come get her cause she won’t stop crying :((

Precious. That’s it, that’s the post.

[feynavaley]

Do you like writing?

No, I absolutely hate writing. It’s the thing I hate more in the entire world, every time a type a single word I start feeling nauseous, it makes my skin crawl. At about 1000 words I have to throw up, if I manage to get to 5000 I pass out.

I live with a stepmother who hates me because my presence prevents her from completely filling the house with camalions, since I’m allergic to them and my father still cares for me. Almost one year ago, however, she found out this weakness of mine, and, every time my father is away (he’s a highly-renowned food tester, so he travels a lot to give his opinion before important dinners) she closes me up in the attic and lets me see my beloved cat only 10 minutes after every 500 words. I have no choice, since I can’t leave the cat with such a vile creature.