Short comic, while I work on something bigger on the side. It is nevertheless a very important topic. A lot of seabirds die because they eat plastic. They feed their chicks with the waste. It’s really tragic.
Milk came out my nose and I’m not even sorry
im actually dying rn
All the fandom on these website forgotten by god.
Mcr comes back but frank does vocals and Gerard just sits there playing the pan flute. He also plays the wrong song (ie he plays sleep while the band is playing teenagers). The pan flute is the only thing connected to a microphone or an amp.
Me preparing my coffee and meal for Dynamite's release party today.
Enjoy the party today, everyone. I hope you rest well too because it's gonna be a long day.
..المبادرة بين الطرفين هي أساس بقاء العلاقة..
“The initiative of both parties is the basis for the survival of the relationship”
A commission for the amazing @castielslostwings for her fic Deserted on Ao3.
“This was a mistake, Castiel thinks, almost laughably. Lightning does strike twice.” Six years after their plane crashed, stranding Castiel and Dean injured and alone in the unforgiving Alaskan wilderness, life is pretty damn good. Married and more in love than ever, they’ve settled into their shared life together with few bumps along the way and no intention of ever ending up in a situation like that again. That is, until Sam shows up for a visit and turns everything they thought they knew about where they’re going and where they’ve been upside down. Somehow, Sam manages to suck Dean and Castiel into flying to Hawaii to help him untangle a twisted, murderous web where tourists are disappearing and hacking for evidence just won’t cut it. What will happen when a would-be heroic Team Free Will gets in over their heads, stranding Dean and Castiel in a brand-new kind of wilderness and leaving Sam to once again follow a breadcrumb trail to ensure they survive?
Read it
Read part I “Wild” here
“That’s his chicken"
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Childhood made everything feel like it lingered. The time it took for hot chocolate to cool down was eternal. Christmas day took weeks. The two-hour drive to my grandparents' house took us to a new world. It's all too fast now.
Who knows what this page is any more? If you know me, no you don’t :)
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