Dog Day Afternoon

A 12 million year old crab was hiding in this rock

I might see the sun today?!!

Like actual sunshine?!?!

Weather forecast you better not be lying

Don't go where I can't follow

Same

lydia: are you okay?

stiles: no, i'm not. can we please change the subject before i start crying?

Poor wolvie

“I want the shaky chair.” Ciri informs Geralt as they tuck her in for sleep.

“The what?” Jaskier asks, a little confused. But Ciri is not looking at him, she is looking at a very embarrassed looking Geralt.

“Pleeeeaaaseee?” She begs, eyes round and big and very, very effective. They are but putty in her little hands.

“Alright.” Geralt gives in, and Jaskier has no idea what is going on. Until Geralt climbs into bed with her, making himself comfortable as she curls up against his chest.

And starts to purr.

Jaskier doesn’t even hesitate.

“Got room for one more?”

stop luring me into your found family! *sobs*

here in the storm, i found peace in you