1. Pour out how much you think you need.
the fear you get when your otp are together and really happy in a fic and then you realise there’s 30 more chapters to go
yeah…well, I guess I am still not over this sexiness.
does anybody else clean their phone screen by wiping it on their boob or is that just me
it’s not a sunday unless you completely waste it then feel really sad around 8pm
I threw the diadem in a gap in a hollow tree. It didn’t work for me. It never had.
He’d been following me for hours – quietly at first, like a dog tracks a rabbit. Then he lost patience, grew tired of the chase and I heard him crashing through the forest, branches snapping underfoot. My own legs were heavy and aching, and I knew I couldn’t keep running. I’d been running too long.
The baron emerged from amongst the trees, pale eyed and breathless.
MICHAEL CINCO Bridal Collection 2014-2015
His and Her Royal Highness
Is this real?
No, it’s a mass hallucination on the part of American children of the ’90s.
(Or a 1995 made-for-TV version of Rogers & Hammerstein’s Cinderella, if you prefer.)
This was the best.
this is the only version of cinderella that matters
Interracial parents and Filipino son. Never ever did I question whether or not they were a family.
This is so cute