Oh wow. I LIVE - not
Sitting in a small out of the way coffee shop, Scott sat curled in a corner, a cup of coffee still full on the table in front of him. He’d come to the little corner today trying to hide from his world, leaving most of his things behind; leather coat and pinstriped jacket behind, hair left out of…
Looking around the small cafe, Simone slowly walked inside, gently shutting the door. It had happened again. Scott had told her after their first trip that something would change; she never expected to start having dreams that came true. Visions. Of anyone really: the first had been her mother collapsing in her home, alone. Shaken, she went to visit her mother to find her unconscious on the ground. Since then she’d kept a dream diary; and her last dream had scared her. She’d never seen such a look on Scott’s face. She had to know why her friend was here, so far back in time. And hopefully he’ll be too shaken to ask how she, from 2013, got to the 1990s.
Brownie in a mug
eating it now. so good,
Marcie this is positively sinful! So good and cheap and fast! thank you for reblogging it!
Never not reblogging
This is the best thing.
You hear that
Off in the distance
It’s the Sherlock fandom
They are approaching
Shouting their battle cry:
Filming starts in two weeks
i have like 609453804 books to read
but you know what i’m gonna do
i’m gonna buy more books
And then I will read fanfiction.
and then i will read books that i’ve already read
Merida does not think highly of the Disney princess redesigns