Mostly Panthers + Pens + we'll see (header pic by @fleurywiththesave); grown up human person; she/her; queer; sideblog to not spam hockey on main; so I follow and like from another blog 😪 🩷; free Palestine
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Every time I see people writing fanfic behind a pay wall (like on patreon) it baffles me
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NOT MAFFHEW YELLING THATS WHAT YOU GET X2 TO HAGEL AFTER KULI CHECKED HIM?? AND NOW HE KEEPS YELLING AT KUCH AND JAKE??
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Matthew yapping fork kitchen water wet
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so, is matthew sick?
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Randy 🤝 Me
A stick with no owner magically hit someone from the other team
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Luosty goaaaaal also short handed woo woo
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One of my toxic traits is that I do not care about Tampa Bay at all. I didn't even remember that Guentzel was there now because I just 🤷🏽♀️
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#is this like bodying in a positive or negative way? because if its in a positive way Kelly Clarkson is right there covering every new song#and killing it each time#if it's in the sense that you never expect the spanish inquisition (what is a glee cover going to do to a song) then yea
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Wishing you a happy solstice (winter or summer, as the case may be). Unless you're a flat earther, in which case, Happy Inexplicable Phenomenon!
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I’m visiting my friend right now in her 18th century home she’s restoring where the lights don’t work in one part of the house, creeping to the bathroom like some sort of haunt, feeling for the walls with rising dread, utterly lost in the perfect darkness, like Jonathan Harker in Dracula’s castle, if Jonathan Harker were the sort of person to trip and stand there cringing in the night as his can of trader joe’s sparkling rhubarb-strawberry juice bangs all the way down the oaken staircase, one step at a time, the cacophony of a freight train, and then proceed to practically crawl through the remaining dark to the bathroom for a washcloth, to wipe up the trader joe’s sparkling rhubarb-strawberry juice before it can soak into the wood floor, with the fevered terror of lady macbeth hallucinating blood on her hands
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the relationship between po and kris is something that can be so personal...
also bonus gif of this because i'm obsessed with the camera pan:
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