#so uh......

[weareinthecards]

I have reached a new peak in making OC fictional friends-

Dinosaur

[aevus-blogging]

Entry Three

Fishing is nice, it’s a calming thing to do. I spent a bit of time fishing what I could, getting a few nice items. Though I should have expected myself not to be content with fishing forever. I was restless, the need to do something more settling inside me. I couldn’t stay within the confines of swamp town, and at this time I still barely knew the people I was with.  So I made the incredibly stupid decision to take half of my fish and just, go. I decided to head south since the North seemed full of snow and ice and at least there was ocean down south. This exploration isn’t just for the thrills. I hoped to find trees other than oak and spruce to bring back, to make the homes built seem more lively. I did find Birch and harvested some trees.  On my adventure I raided a sunken ship and followed a map to a buried treasure. It was below some ice, but I cleared a large hole and went in. Slowly I uncovered the chest, periodically going up for air. On one of the trips down I was sure I had enough time to go back up, but I was wrong. All at once my lungs filled with water and in no time at all I was gone from that life.  I woke up within the Swamp Town Community Center. This death was different from my first death, from before the Death Magic took root in our souls. The golden scales on my skin became a bit more tarnished and cracks of Obsidian began to run through the larger patches and my wings. I took a glance at myself in the ice and saw my left eye was a bright purple, so different from my normal darker purple. I hate it.   As soon as I was done looking myself over I took enough iron for a sword and shield and some fish to eat before heading back out. I needed to get my stuff back for one, and I hadn’t gotten nearly enough trees to bring home. With a boat I easily made it back and reclaimed my items, as well as opening the buried treasure and collecting those items as well. I kept pushing forwards, unwilling to stop. I was not afraid of death, no more so than when I had arrived in this strange area. I will return home with trees for my new acquaintances. 

[mainflopgirl]

lol who are you gonna root for on got now that cersei and jaime are dead

“now that cersei and jaime are dead” ....god don’t remind me

i root for cersei and jaime having samwell in 8.3 or arya in 8.5 level of plot armor and somehow surviving the collapse of the red keep and escaping to essos. i honestly won’t accept anything else!

[distancebyzelo]

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[bubblyaliencats]

i miss yuri on ice :( i should rewatch it soon

[froufrown]

aaaaaaaaah don't read

[wecamebackforyou]

I'm a little obsessed about thinking about Finn and Rey spending a romantic weekend together for the first time. I feel like Finn would try to plan the hell out of it and be adorably nervous and excited about this next step in their relationship and Rey would be nervous and excited but unsure because she's not used to luxuries and someone catering to her. And the sex is awesome ;_;

SQQUUUEEEEEEEEEE this is WAY too much!!!

Like, Finn plans the place and where they’ll stay as a surprise, and it’s on a planet where there’s all this grass and wildlife and colour, and the sun always shines but it’s not like, too hot-

IMAGINE ALL THE FUN THEY WOULD HAVE. Exploring markets and cities and new food, staying up super late watching holovids because they can, and i mean, obviously staying up super late for other reasons ;) Waking up and one of them is already cooking breakfast, or they’ve gone out to get some breakfast, and it smells so good and they sit and eat together at a little table-Or waking up together as the sun rises, wrapped up in each other’s arms and feeling so happy and warm and fuzzy that they just can’t stop smiling

Finn runs a bath for Rey and she is like ??? this is incredible. All the water. They get in together and Finn washes her hair and laughs so much when she makes a beard for herself out of the bubbles

And the sex is awesome. It’s awesome.

……I FULLY ACCEPT ALL OF THIS. Now I am obsessed about thinking of them doing this, too. You’re not alone, dear nonnie :’)