#peteradnan

[ask-mahou-canada]

you should read some hentai

“Please…I’m just here to read in peace…” 

[kuzeykirkland]

top 5 dream dads

Brian Harding. The Best Dad. The love of my life. The dreamiest dream daddy. I want him to hold me in his big, strong dad arms.

Mat Sella. Awkward pun dad. He’s too beautiful.

Damien Bloodmarch. Thank you for expsting you beautiful, strange man.

Hugo Vega. 10/10 dad

Robert Small. I didn’t expect to love him so much but??? He’s so sweet

[romaniassexdungeon]

fin accidentally leaves sve at ikea

“I’ve lost my Berwald!” Tino’s frantic tirade wasn’t doing much to help the situation, and only succeeded in rattling an already flustered ikea employee, who looked absolutely terrified of the little ball of stupidly high blood pressure and near-tears.“Look,” they began, “just give us a description of the boy and we’ll make an announcement over the tannoy.”“Well,” Tino ran a hand through his hair, glancing about in a last-ditch attempt to find any sign of Berwald, “he has blond hair, glasses, over six foot with a face like a smacked arse.”“How do you lose a kid that tall?”Tino scowled at that. “He’s my husband. I lost my husband, okay? He’s probably left me for a side table already.”

[kuzeykirkland]

peteradnan replied to your photo: Plz do the praying thing for my ginger arse

oh shit indonesian temperatures

dAMN SON YOU LIVE LiKE THIS?

[kuzeykirkland]

Tumblr user @peteradnan is very problematic and here’s why

Squat

Uses the word thrussy

Posts minion porn on discord

Posts dead memes too

Wants to fuck Albert Einstein

Carries the entire LadKug fandom

Makes us all dead inside from their Ladonia roleplaying

Is a little bitch about the cold and will not survive the winter

Never had a nandos

Still acts more British than me H O W

Knows too much about weird kinks

Listens to vocaloid like a weeb

Watches Maidragon

Wants ice cream in their thrussy

Made a Ro/Bul+Mol au based around a Frankie Boyle joke

Makes aus based on vocaloid songs

Made me ship TRNSEA

Created Spytalia

Enabled LuxMold to still be a thing four years later

Mind never out of the gutter

Knows too much

Shares too much

Timezoned me W O W

Watches BBC Sherlock like a basic

Always ships dads

Crosses over hetalia with EVERYTHING

Abandons aus like puppies

[romaniassexdungeon]

fin and sve are walking home blasted drunk in the snow

Alcohol warning

“How dare that- how fucking dare that-” Tino’s rambling monologue was cut off once more due to forgetting how to walk. Luckily, a considerably more sober Berwald was there to cup an arm under his elbow, like always. “Thanks babe. But hones-estly, who did he think he was? Picking a fight with my man...”

Now for a guy as big as Berwald, people picking fights with him purely for the sake of it wasn’t exactly unheard of. And whilst he could usually count on his husband to back him up in said fight, this time it had been him pulling a hissing, spitting Tino away because he was the one to start a row with some tall guy he thought looked at him funny. He’d not even said anything; Berwald was rather drunk himself, but he was certain the guy hadn’t uttered a word in their direction.

“Leave it,” he sighed, and, to his surprise, Tino did. Unfortunately, it was because he’d well and truly forgotten how to walk.

Tino collapsed onto a snow bank, rolling onto his back and flapping his arms about, giggling like it was the best thing in the world. Still, at least he had his clothes on- for now.

“Ber! Let’s make snow angels!”

Maybe if he hadn’t had that last pint, Berwald might have considered the possibility of hypothermia, or at least worried about his paralytic husband. As it were, his often hidden mischievous side came out to play as he lay beside Tino to make his own snow angel. In his left ear, he vaguely heard something that could have been Korpiklaani lyrics, butchered and slurred by Tino. He’d probably get through half the band’s discography before he fell asleep. “M’ne’s better.”

“Yeah, you’re right.” For one thing, Tino wasn’t even touching the snow with his flapping arms, thus his angel was minus any wings.

“V’ pretty,” Berwald leaned over to nuzzle his nose, “c’mon. Home time.”

“Will there be coffee?” Tino mumbled as Berwald lifted him into his arms.

“Yes.”

“And a cosy fire?”

“Y’cold?”

“No, I just like snuggling.” For added emphasis, Tino wrapped his arms around Berwald’s neck, burying his face in his scarf, “I like- like -hic- snuggling with you.”

Berwald blushed at that, like the massive sap he was. “S’get you home then...”

[romaniassexdungeon]

Kug walks Hun's dogs. All 5 of them sentient mops. At the same time.

Kugelmugel knew pets and owners tended to look like each other, given enough time, but where the hell did it say people would have children that look like their pets? 

What really got on his nerves was how his Anya had started using the same brand of shampoo for all of them. He was not a dog just because he looked like her puppies. All 5 of them. They certainly weren’t his brothers and sisters, thank you very much.

Who had even thought to breed dogs to look like mops? To have so much hair they looked terrifyingly hilarious when they jumped, or ran, or existed. 

Sometimes he’d push them across the kitchen floor instead of cleaning it properly, because he was a lazy little boy.

Walking them was so embarrassing, especially when he ran into Sealand and Ladonia walking their one, cute little dog. Sure, Finland couldn’t name his pet properly, but at least he settled for one. Micronations, on the other hand, well... that was something of a different story.

Still, he gave a wave to his fellow micronations, just as Balaton, Goulash, Alin, Paprika and Romania Sucks Dick all spotted a squirrel at the same time. Before he knew it, Kugelmugel was flying across the park as five sentient mops chased after the unfortunate creature.

[blokedyke]

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