#this is probably cheating

[hachibe]

skam month ► week four - onsdag: favorite slo-mo moment

season 1 episode 7 - Jævla hore

“Chris hooked up with someone at the Halloween party, and his girl found out. She went psycho!“

[soho-x]

Top 5 favourite animals?

5. Jellyfish

4. Luna

3. Sadie

2. Roscoe

1. Petey

[wordsaredelicious]

Once you receive this message, answer with five things that make you happy! When you’re done, send this to the ten most recent people in your notes!

1. Tea, while there is tea there is hope!

2. wool, in skein or sweater form

3. cold weather

4. walking in the woods, any woods, always

5. books! and art! and chocolate chip oatmeal cookies!

[motherfuckingnazgul]

I'm running out of guesses... spanking?

oh anon you are trying so hard

no but

okay if you run out of guesses i will make you a list of my kinks

also i will probably write you fic anyways at this rate but i sTILL WANT TO SEE IF YOU CAN GUESS

[waltgrace-1967]

30 Day History Challenge - Day 19

19. You are most like ____ from history.

Playing catch-up again!

I've been thinking about this since yesterday morning when I read it. I can't think of anyone or anything in history that I'm like....EXCEPT someone that I consider to be a bit of a historical figure. Not in the traditional sense of the word but in the pop culture sense. George Harrison. He was the "quiet Beatle." I have always been very quiet, very reserved. I think his work gets overlooked in favor of Lennon/McCartney works. I love both Lennon and McCartney but George deserves more credit. Sometimes I feel like that, like maybe I deserve a little more credit. (I'm sure most of us feel that way from time to time.) I feel like if I had been in the middle of fights like the ones that happened during some of the recording sessions, I would have done what George did: say, "I'm out" and leave. There is just something about his quiet, laid back demeanor that I have always identified with.

[archiveofcolferita-blog]

your favorite speech~ you've ever written?

"cassa, my cassa. when you told me that you thought it would be nice if we wrote our own vows, i wanted to change your mind in any way possible. because i'm not you in any way, i don't have a way with words. not the serious, roll of the tongue, it makes your jaw drop sort of way. so here i go, me darcy ralston, clumsy and inarticulate, trying to write his own vow. it's almost a disaster waiting to happen. i have no idea how to say any of this. i want to say it all, how much i love all your quirks, your personality, your hair, your eyes. your eyes, your blue eyes that are an open book to your soul. before i met you i thought i was fine. i had a pack of friends that would go across oceans for me, a house, a girlfriend. and then i met you, and i was somehow shown that i didn’t have it all. i didn’t have the other half of myself. you're everything that makes me complete, cassa, you make me show emotions that i didn't even know i had, you make me sacrifice things that i wouldn't even dream about, you make me happy. not just content. but utterly, blissfully happy. and past all this jibberish the main point of this whole monologue is that i love you, no matter what. and i can’t wait to call you my husband."