Honestly, I Was Have A Good Day😭😭😭😭

I don't ship Malvie because Mal canonically put her hands on Evie, and even when they become friends Mal was codependent in an unhealthy way & Evie reduced to her therapist/minion. So no, Evie deserves way better than that grape soda gremlin.

I’m with you

Get wrecked, morality police.

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Ares in the Percy Jackson show: *hates his kids*

Mythology Ares the millisecond he heard his daughter was assaulted:

doing a nostalgia marathon of a few of my first anime series for my week off, started with blue exorcist and am still thrown by how strong my love/hate relationship towards yukio is

Thank you! now I can write without being cringy af

Some words to use when writing things:

winking

clenching

pulsing

fluttering

contracting

twitching

sucking

quivering

pulsating

throbbing

beating

thumping

thudding

pounding

humming

palpitate

vibrate

grinding

crushing

hammering

lashing

knocking

driving

thrusting

pushing

force

injecting

filling

dilate

stretching

lingering

expanding

bouncing

reaming

elongate

enlarge

unfolding

yielding

sternly

firmly

tightly 

harshly

thoroughly

consistently

precision

accuracy

carefully

demanding

strictly

restriction

meticulously

scrupulously

rigorously

rim

edge

lip

circle

band

encircling

enclosing

surrounding

piercing

curl

lock

twist

coil

spiral

whorl

dip

wet

soak

madly

wildly

noisily

rowdily

rambunctiously

decadent

degenerate

immoral

indulgent

accept

take

invite

nook

indentation

niche

depression

indent

depress

delay

tossing

writhing

flailing

squirming

rolling

wriggling

wiggling

thrashing

struggling

grappling

striving

straining

My poor Yuki-chan

“Don’t care, thank for getting the milk.” I say, taking the milk from him. “I need to bake cakes and probably other things because someone told me I can’t bake in one day.” My dad look at me and say, “Might well prove that dickhead wrong.”

You cannot believe your eyes. "…D-Dad?!" The man who vanished from your life sixteen years ago, the man who just spontaneously popped into existence in your kitchen clutching, of all things a large crate of milk and a glowing sword, stares at you nervously. "OK, first of all, I can explain…

Is he cringing or crying out of happiness

— Harry’s reaction to winning the Grammy Award for Best Pop Vocal Album with Harry’s House

would you like a nice glass of