Ooh, That’s An Interesting Name Derivation. I Too Love The Storm Clouds The Sky Looks Beautiful!

Yes it’s definitely a difficult situation, especially cause he’ll have some kind of topping or filling and you do not want that to squidgy and spill.

Kai: Ew, who would want that as their last meal?

Kai: Personally, my last meal [pulls out a handful of pancakes from her pocket] would be pancakes!

Irene: You just…. keep that in your pocket?

Kai: We face death every day. This time I’m gonna go out on my own terms.

This looks gorgeous!

Wow, I didn’t know that. Thanks for a cool fact! I’m a massive nerd for language. I mean since Vale is a detective he should be pretty up to date in slang, I didn’t realise that I needed Vale saying dude in my life until today, you have given me a great gift!

Vale: We’re not gonna burn it

Irene: C'mon dude, you never let me burn anything

You always have a choice, don’t pretend you don’t enjoy being a mass murderer of all my faves!

Someone needs to stop giving me the opportunity to kill characters

Please help me, I still have cancer and my last post isn't getting me help anymore

Hi, most of you have probably seen my last post that looked like this:

So the post now has over 12 thousand notes, and as great as it is to have that many notes..

I'm not getting anymore donations or notes from it and I'm really scared that it's because it has so many notes, that people are just looking past it now.

So I'm starting over with a new post.

About a month or two ago I made that post when I had absolutely nothing, and through a LOT of peoples kindness, I was able to buy my medicine and get a months worth of cancer treatment done.. but now it is September 1st and here in a couple of days I will be out of my medicine and due for my blood treatment but I once again have no way of paying for it.

I genuinely need donations again!!

My treatment involves draining my blood, because of the Polycythemia Vera, I have too much. I am at a higher risk of a stroke, and with my heart disease ontop of that.. the risk is even higher.

My medicine, my treatment, all of that.. is working!! Let me repeat because I am so happy to say this, but the treatment that I have been getting HAS BEEN WORKING FOR ME!! My hair has been growing back, my energy has been coming back, I've been able to eat more, and I've been able to get out of my house let alone my bed more and more thanks to being able to have my treatment.

But it costs money, and until I am approved for disability (which I have a working case for) people like you, spreading this post and donating to me.. you are helping me get better!!

So please, donate if you can to my PayPal account. I tried setting up a venmo account as well as a GoFundMe page, but my bank keeps assuming it's a fraud and canceling my accounts. So PayPal is all I have right now.

Please donate or spread this post instead of my last one, thank you for reading.

P. S.

To those I promised a tarot reading to for donating to me, please send me a message and I will get you, your reading asap. And to anyone who wants a tarot reading for a donation, genuinally, just one dollar will get you a full reading of your choice. Thank you.

https://www.paypal.me/QPatt

I am a real sucker for fluff, adorable ness all around! But some angst is good too sometimes.

Hiya could you do it’s so cold for Vale and Silver, please? Thanks.

"It's so cold."

"You should have worn a coat." Vale muttered before sweeping his eyes over Silver, taking in the greyish palour to his skin and the almost blue tinge to his lips. He quickly pulled his coat off and wrapped it around the Fae's shoulders. "We need to get you inside." He took Silver's hand, like ice in his grip, and tarted walking faster, pulling Silver along.

He pulled Silver into his rooms, up the stairs and toward his bedroom. He sat Silver on the edge of the bed and wrapped him up in his quilt before turning to start building up the fire. "You know, I've been wanting to get into your bed for a while, and now it's because it's raining." Silver whined. Vale snorted.

"You should ask, none of this hinting business." Vale replied as he stood up, bruised knees aching from a recent arrest. "I ignore subtle hints. If you want something, ask for it." He swept messy hair out of Silver's eyes as he dragged fingers over his forehead. "I'm going to make coffee, you need a hot drink."

"No whiskey?"

"I can mix some into the coffee." He added a generous splash of whiskey to Silver's cup and left his own without alcohol. He held the glass out to Silver. "It's spiked, so it should be to your taste." He took it and smiled. Vale checked that the fire was happily burning away before taking a seat next to Silver. Silver lightly clinked his mug against Vale's.

"It was a nice night."

"It still is."

"Its raining."

"But its getting quite warm in here." Vale said. "Dinner was nice, and the offer to walk me home was too."

"And the opportunity to cuddle in front of a roaring fire?"

"I'm not the cuddling kind."

"For me?" Vale sighed. "C'mon, you know you want to." Silver pouted and Vale knew that he didn't need to use his glamour to get what he wanted. He wrapped his free arm around Silver's shoulders and pulled him tight against his side.

Silver's lips were cold but tasted like whiskey, and they kept going until they were warm, and the whiskey burnt on Vale's tongue.

And no one died!

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it's me, funny man on Tumblr. in the past, I've made influential posts like aplatonic genie moodboard and primadonna frog. in the future, I will make more funny posts.

in the present, I need top surgery.

I have a GoFundMe link below that will help towards the costs of surgery.

any donations are absolutely appreciated, reblogs are fantastic too.

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Hey friends! I wanna tell you about this awesome kid of mine. Many of you know him, or perhaps know *of* him, and if you don't, you really s

BABYYYYYY JUST UNMUTE GOD

Lmao relatable.

i love how people who are into british aisles folklore vs. people who are into the modern edgy faerie movement sound like cat people vs. dog people like

me: *mentions faeries* someone reblogging my post: um even THINKING about faeries, ESPECIALLY IRISH FAERIES, is to flirt with a fate worse than death. your blood will drip form their sharp teeth. their sharp, sharp, pointy, sharp teeth. this isn’t tinker bell you’re dealing with. me: ….ANYWAY, this is my brounie his name is ferd and he unclogs my shower drain

Yeah, Irene totally abhors mornings.

In my head Kai is a morning person and Irene isn't, so breakfast in bed for Irene is very common