“”Y-Yes, I-I am.” Crona blushed brightly while hugging his fiancee.
“…”
“Donald… Good morning.”
“G-Good morning. I shouldn’t be outside right now but…h-hello.”
“You shouldn’t? Why?”
“I-I don’t like bright places. The sun bothers me so I stay in until it goes down.”
“…”
“Donald… Good morning.”
“G-Good morning. I shouldn’t be outside right now but…h-hello.”
Omg imagine if it was pouring with rain and just ugh so cosy and umf
Imagine waking up in the middle of a snowstorm. It’d be like a reverse snowglobe.
REVERSE.
SNOWGLOBE.
imagine waking up to a bear trying to rip into your home.
This bed is not for fucking in.
this bed is definitely for fucking in.
imagine getting lost in the woods and walking in the dark only to run into this and interrupt the couple having intercourse in the bed.
imagine looking up during sex and just seeing shia labeouf’s face pressed to the wall. watching. waiting.
Goddammit Tumblr.
THIS IS WHY WE CAN’T HAVE NICE THINGS!
It sort of looks like a bong….