speechless. the pose. the expression. this should be a painting.
please tell me this is the reunion. i dont want anything but for this to be the first interaction they've had since breaking up
Once a little boy went to school. One morning The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. He liked to make all kinds; Lions and tigers, Chickens and cows, Trains and boats; And he took out his box of crayons And began to draw.
But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make flowers.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make beautiful ones With his pink and orange and blue crayons. But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And it was red, with a green stem. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”
The little boy looked at his teacher’s flower Then he looked at his own flower. He liked his flower better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just turned his paper over, And made a flower like the teacher’s. It was red, with a green stem.
On another day The teacher said: “Today we are going to make something with clay.” “Good!” thought the little boy; He liked clay. He could make all kinds of things with clay: Snakes and snowmen, Elephants and mice, Cars and trucks And he began to pull and pinch His ball of clay.
But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make a dish.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make dishes. And he began to make some That were all shapes and sizes.
But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And she showed everyone how to make One deep dish. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”
The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish; Then he looked at his own. He liked his better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just rolled his clay into a big ball again And made a dish like the teacher’s. It was a deep dish.
And pretty soon The little boy learned to wait, And to watch And to make things just like the teacher. And pretty soon He didn’t make things of his own anymore.
Then it happened That the little boy and his family Moved to another house, In another city, And the little boy Had to go to another school.
The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. And he waited for the teacher To tell what to do. But the teacher didn’t say anything. She just walked around the room.
When she came to the little boy She asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?” “Yes,” said the little boy. “What are we going to make?” “I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher. “How shall I make it?” asked the little boy. “Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher. “And any color?” asked the little boy. “Any color,” said the teacher. And he began to make a red flower with a green stem.
~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy
bet you feel silly now
"ourgoodshadows is the new superwholock but gay" no it isn't. Not until we start making bizarre crossovers and cringe edits it isn't. Being the new superwholock demands EFFORT!!!!!!!
dont look now but...
the blogsitter called the blog owner and said "everything's great, but can i cover up the creepy clown jpeg next to the dashboard? it's kinda freaking me out" the blog owner got quiet and then said "take the blog and leave the website right now. i don't have a creepy clown jpeg"
the nose jar claimed another victim
yknow what, yeah sure
spin this wheel of fanfic tags. this will be the theme of your day tomorrow.
ah yes,an heartless villain with no redeeming traits but nuh uh have you considered she looks cool,thus can doe what she wants?
ok yes i know he was only there for like a minute and at the end and we will probs get more of Alucard in the next season but DANM MY BOY!
The fact that in the Castlevania he is only called Alucard and not Adrian is because of Dracula and his legacy that Alucard doesn't even want to be associated with but is constantly forced into.
AND THEN Annette (my love) doesn't even know who Dracula is!? They all know Alucard, even if they thought he was a myth but they don't know Dracula,the dude who he got his "name" from.
Anyway they have to explore this in the next seasons or else im releasing @shypapermentality onto the writers
a comprehensive list of all my fears and weaknesses to be used against me later [he/she/they] [hmu with requests for art]
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