The sun’s engaged to the sky
seen from United States
seen from Türkiye
seen from Germany
seen from Russia

seen from Japan
seen from United States

seen from Chile

seen from United States
seen from China
seen from China
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States

seen from Japan
seen from Singapore
seen from United States
seen from South Africa
seen from China
The sun’s engaged to the sky
Holy shit Slay The Princess is back on trending woohoo!! :D
I imagine your name to be Eloise or Rosamund or Juliet or something old fashioned yet prettily british
those are all very pretty names, but unfortunately my name's definitely more modern than that. my name's actually-
in spirit i am sam winchester
modern dps au where Neil (as the conventionally attractive tenor boy he is) keeps singing Santa Fe to Todd, who has the average reaction of losing his fucking mind
Having that feeling of wanting to read, like, a really specific type of fic? And it's not something easily taggable, so it's hard to narrow it down that way, but I'll know it when I find it. And when I don't find it. And it doesn't have to even be a specific ship! But there is a specific DYNAMIC of ship that it needs to be. And every one of the million or so fics I've clicked on in the quest for the exact dynamic I have in my head has been, like... not quite right. If I could describe what I want, I could probably find it. If I could just snap my fingers and instantaneously write what I want, then I'd be happy. What I want doesn't exist. What I want is elusive. But if it did exist... then I'd know it when I saw it.
Anyone else ever have that feeling?
“ooh that looks good! can i have some?”
me:
werewolf!matt after accidentally biting a chunk out of ur arm while cumming