Does it need a title?

A story told in trading cards (long post)

unseenilluminator:

In his younger days.

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He served Eria the Water Charmer as her familliar.

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During this time they fought many battles together

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He served her loyally because when he was younger, Eria had saved him from being eaten.

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Eventually he grew up,

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Into a formidable being.

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One day, when fighting the forces of evil, Eria sacrificed her soul to cast a spell.

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In an attempt to save his only friend, Gagagigo possessed her body to keep her alive.

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woodmeat:

woodmeat:

woodmeat:

mood: the picture of the guy standing in front of the board that has “i will not go ham” written all over it

its not even a mood i just really fuck with this picture

(via princessyiff)

basedgodsavedmylife:

man, tumblr makes me think that there is a rising population of teens that are utterly unable to socialize even slightly and are completely unable to take any form of criticism, even if it’s for their their own well being.

(via areyoueatingtho)

jimmy-strummer:

Fry:
What do you say, Leela? Do you wanna go around again?

Leela:
I do…

Me:
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Considering I’m a fan of many things (emotional, Doctor Who et al), but not very emotional, it surprised me to cry.

Thank you so much.

concave-stomachs:

smilebrighterthenthesun:

crazyteenblogger:




they’re coming home for the hoilday



if you see this on your dash and don’t reblog judging you

whenever i see them, i thank them. you dont even know half of what they go through

Once when I told a soldier thank you, he was really surprised and said he didn’t get thank you’s a lot, and my heart just kinda fell out of my chest.

concave-stomachs:

smilebrighterthenthesun:

crazyteenblogger:

they’re coming home for the hoilday

if you see this on your dash and don’t reblog judging you

whenever i see them, i thank them. you dont even know half of what they go through

Once when I told a soldier thank you, he was really surprised and said he didn’t get thank you’s a lot, and my heart just kinda fell out of my chest.

(Source: jdbieberxo, via deathtosquishies)

"Damsel In Distress."

"My damsel in distress, her name is Princess Snow. There were some reasons why she was named that, because she was as gentle as snowfall, and her skin was as pale as snow. She is graceful and beautiful, just like a princess should be. I was her prince, but some foul beast had raised walls, all along her castle. They were made of her worst emotions, fear, anger, jealousy, hatred. I tried my best to brave those walls, and when I felt I had gotten close, they just grew higher, and higher with every attempt to get to her. I fought the monsters that were behind the walls, all because I wanted her. I fight the monsters composed of her own darkest emotions with all my might, because she needed to be saved. Despite I am not her Prince Charming anymore, she is my princess, and princesses need to be saved by those who love them. I sometimes feel like the only one that tries to save her, to brave the dangers that inhabit the castle she’s trapped in. I sometimes get hurt when I can’t save her, but I have to sacrifice my own emotions to save others.

She is Princess Snow, she watches over these lands she is trapped in. I was her Prince Charming, and although she doesn’t call me her prince anymore, I still use the title, in an attempt to save her. She is still my perfect little princess, and her monsters are what are hurting her.”

"Her name was Snow."

Her name was Snow. And it fit so perfectly. She is as graceful, and as magnificent as the weather is. She is beautiful, probably the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen. I fell in love with her so quickly, and I have yet to stop. She treats me so well, despite she doesn’t believe it. Every day, I try my best to get her to believe me when I tell her how I feel about her. It’s a task that I’ve yet to fulfill, but I will keep trying. She doesn’t believe she’s good enough because of how her life has been, and how she feels about herself, “you’ve always been good enough” I’ve told her, time and time again. She’s sweet, and even when I feel down, she tries her best to help me, and she makes me smile because she’s great. Although I don’t always treat her the best, I still try to get her, because she’s worth it. She’s a princess, the princess I was unable to save, but she once said I was her “Prince Charming”, and I’ll try my best to save her again. She’s smart, and she knows about the human mind and emotions, which is a good thing. She’s hilarious, and her antics with her best friend “Angel” have made me laugh several times. She is perfect, in a majority of aspects, although she doesn’t believe me, she is and always will be my perfect little princess. She’s sexy, and her body is gorgeous to me, even though she believes her weight is a problem, when it has never been.

Her name is Princess Snow, and I was her Prince Charming. I hope I have enough luck to be her Prince again.

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angrygayjackdaw:

Hugging shorter people and resting your head on theirs

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Hugging taller people and having your head against their chest

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Hugging people your height and pressing your face against their shoulder

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Hugging people and getting picked up by them

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HUGGING

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(Source: translugia)