Imagine Prussia not wanting to throw a party for his birthday because no one ever comes, so he’s alone at home just waiting for a cake that comes in the mail every year for his birthday…
When the door is slammed open and America stands there with a huge cake, beer and singing HAPPY BIRTHDAY at the top of hid lungs.
And Prussia ends up punching his face and crying and America just grins because hero doesn’t forget anyone’s birthday, and even though he can’t come, he ALWAYS sends a cake.

I need to finish the first chapter of.that sky high fanfic
But what do I name it….

Sleepy, drunk Gilbert sitting on Alfred’s lap and saying-
“Ey… eyyyy birdy… my birdy. My pretty, perfect, wonderful birdy”
And making Alfred laugh and blush and try to get him off only to have him end up passing out on him.

I’m actually a very sad young womanヽ(´▽`)ノ☆.。.:*・°

I dreamt of Berlin again… and I didnt wake up sad…

Because of you i have fem pruame porn in my drawing book WHY

LESbiaNS?!?!?!?
I HAVE A MIGHTY NEED

sorry it’s sketchy…. just here to say you’re awesome

Forgot about the demons, the witches, the devil, hell forget about God.
Just taste my blood, and let’s pretend to be human for a night.

barebackinq:

burritobat:

samshairisobviouslymagical:

barebackinq:

cumber-collectable:

barebackinq:

petal-winters:

barebackinq:

The girl who was my elementary school girl friend just got engaged and I’m sitting here single wearing a pug shirt and hamburger underwear

Just remember, u r someone’s dream girl

I’m a boy

Tumblr has made us forget that some people are actually straight

I’m gay

jesus this post is one train wreck after another

My great grandpa got hit by a train once.

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