There’s Nothing Like The Rain Nothing Like The Rain When You’re In Outerspace. If You Even Care

the way france went from second place to second to last place

haunted

Luke checked his makeup over once more, they didn’t have long enough hair to nail the look but he hoped the bow and the wig would work enough for tonight. He fixed the straps of the dress, smoothing it down a bit and turning to look themselves over once more. He checked his hands once more, making sure there was no blood on them, they didn’t want to look messy.

He tucked one more piece of hair behind their ear and then left the bedroom, Petunia following closely behind him. They walked downstairs and saw Ashton, fixing his apron as Penny ran around his legs.

or how not to do a couples costume

(on ao3)

hate esc ballads but i gotta admit australian guy’s voice is nice, though i hate that aus is here in the first place

he had ten shots of expresso 😧

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now i need the fanfics masterlists

just watched bbc merlin for the first time. you british people are NOT okay this destroyed me

im having such a bad day i wanna cry

if regulus is allowed the brothers bsf trope i think it's only fair sirius has that trope as well. 'by making remus and regulus besties!!' no actually by making sirius kiss bartemius crouch junior

this year france’s entry for eurovision sucks so bad  i am mad

i forget im still a kid sometimes