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Sorry for my English but I cannot be perfect. PS try to speak polish bitch

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mrskarylpl10 months agoText

incorrect-ironstrange:

tonystarkstolemyglasses:

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Peter: Doctor Dad is so focused on wedding planning, I could say anything and he would agree.

Harley: Prove it.

Peter: Hey, Doctor Dad, I met this grasshopper and we鈥檙e really in love. I need $1,000 to marry this grasshopper. Is that cool?

Stephen: Yes, whatever.

Harley: Let me try.

Harley: Hey, Doc-

Stephen: No, Harley.

Someone draw Peter getting married to a grasshopper!

Thank you kind soul

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What the f*ck is happening here 馃槀

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mrskarylpl10 months agoText

27-umbrellas:

The Umbrella Academy as the Area 51 Meme

Would raid area fifty one to break out the aliens: Diego

Would raid area fifty one to fuck with the establishment: Five

Would raid area fifty one because it sounds like fun: Allison

Would raid area fifty one for the meme: Klaus

Is the one saying lmao y鈥檃ll gone get shot: Vanya

Works at area fifty one and has been having a nervous breakdown the past two days: Luther

Is the alien inside: Ben

This made my day

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mrskarylpl10 months agoText

thesevenumbrellas:

If season two of tua is them going back in time to when they were children then there will be at least three episodes straight of Klaus crying over the loss of his facial hair

That’s it, that’s the post

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mrskarylpl10 months agoPhoto

the-art-of-avoiding-armageddon:

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it took me 5 days to draw this bc my hand refused to cooperate

starting to think it was for good reason聽

馃ぃ馃槀馃ぃ馃槀馃ぃ馃槀

馃挆XDDD

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mrskarylpl10 months agoPhoto

chrizwho:

crowley evidently has special ways of showing love.聽

inspiration from聽聽this聽 post

more ineffable husbands moments聽 ( x )聽 and聽 ( x ).聽聽

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mrskarylpla year agoPhoto

crowleys鈥揳ngel:

gearlic:

crowley learns to bake so that he can make things for aziraphale..

lakhl;skdgh;aoshga;l

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mrskarylpla year agoText

orphetoon:

i spent my one god given big brain moment thinking about snake crowley But Tiny

So adorable bjbhbjnnxcl ~~馃挅

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mrskarylpla year agoText

smudgeandfrank:

Crowley would later argue that he just, “didn’t want to hear the brat wailing.”

I’m soft 馃挅馃挆馃挐馃挄馃挊

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mrskarylpla year agoText

plumpieplumpa:

-wrote in all caps in his letters when he was excited

-slept under a tree with Washington after the battle of Monmouth, both enveloped in Washington鈥檚 cape

-basically saved the life of the Queen by kissing her hand

-re-gifted a fucking aligator to President John Quincy Adams cause he didn鈥檛 know what the fuck to do with it

-wanted to go kill the Beast of G茅vaudan (some big scary people-eating wolf that scared the shit out of the french at the time) by himself at like 6 years old

-called both Jefferson and Washington on their bullshit, telling them to free all their slaves鈥 neither listened

-actually bought an entire island full of slaves with his wife Adrienne and freed them all, gave them money for the work they did, gave them education

-last letter he wrote before his death was about freeing slaves and how sad he was that France was taking so long to give people of colour the same rights than white people

-died holding a picture of his dead-wife to his heart

-cried with Jefferson when they met for the first time in years after both American and French revolutions

-continued to fight and got back on his horse when he was shot in the leg during his first battle

-called his only son 鈥淕eorge Washington de Lafayette鈥

-was socially awkward af, especially when he was young

-a ginger

-left France to go fight for America when the King, his step family, and basically the whole court told him 鈥渘o鈥

-had to sneak out of France

-sources differ, but probably left disguised as a woman so no one would recognised him

-gave the biggest symbol of French Revolution聽 (the key of the just-destroyed Bastille, a prison where the enemies of the King and Kingdom were imprisoned) to Washington

-orphan

-told Washington he was his lost father

-tripped when dancing with the Queen of France and never heard the end of it

-had 鈥渟leepovers鈥 on the grass with John Laurens and Alexander Hamilton where they talked about politic

-threw himself in front of a loaded cannon ready to shoot to try to stop an event of the french Revolution to become too bloody

-at some point, pretty much everyone in France wanted him dead

-slept through two of the biggest events of the french Revolution lol

-gave money and helped a lot of poor farmers in need

-fought for other religions than his and the King鈥檚 own to be respected and have the same rights (specifically fought for Protestant and Jewish people)

-fought against death penalties

-brought back some dirt from America and told his son to put it on top of his grave when he dies

-redecorated his whole house in France just like American鈥檚 homes

-actually told people he was American

-altogether had a slight obsessing problem with America

-had his own room at Washington鈥檚 home

-had a ring with Washington鈥檚 hair in it

-was one of the richest man in France at the age of 12 because his whole family had basically died at that point

-changed back his family motto to 鈥淲hy not?鈥

-was only 19 when he left for America

-was detained in horrible conditions in prison for 5 years (2 of which with his wife and daughters)

-refused the hell out of several powerful positions in politic and in the army because he didn鈥檛 found these to be close enough to his ideals of freedom and shit

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mrskarylpla year agoText

modernmeetsclassic:

Crowley: alright me or the bookshop

Aziraphale: Ok, how about me or the Bentley?!

Crowley: you obviously

Aziraphale:

Crowley:

Crowley: angel please stop crying you know I wouldn鈥檛 make you choose

*cries too*

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mrskarylpla year agoText

probablystark:

We鈥檝e all agreed that Aziraphale dresses to broadcast a friendly appearance. But I鈥檓 here to argue that鈥檚 only a secondary reason for the colors he chooses for his outfits.

The more I look at Aziraphale鈥檚 outfits, the more I just see the deuteranopia visual spectrum. I鈥檓 not saying whether or not Crowley actually is colorblind, but I am definitely saying that Aziraphale knows snakes to be dichromatic, and dresses specifically so that he knows his outfits appear the same to him as they do to Crowley. Crowley鈥檚 eyes are anatomically those of a snake, so that鈥檚 a logical conclusion for Aziraphale to make.

*happy sobbing noises*

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mrskarylpla year agoPhoto

rounove:

[Part 6/6] DOn鈥檛 disturb

I LOVE IT

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mrskarylpla year agoText

the-art-of-avoiding-armageddon:

Still counts.

goodomensbutwrong:

Aziraphale: Did you eat any dinner?

Crowley: Of course I did. I had a salad.

Crowley: A fruit salad, actually.

Crowley: It was mostly grapes.

Crowley: Okay, all grapes.

Crowley: Fermented grapes.

Crowley:

Crowley: Wine. I had wine for dinner.

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mrskarylpla year agoAnswer
if you鈥檙e still accepting prompts could you do something where a kid comes to the bookshop for hours every day and eventually the ineffable husbands realise the kid鈥檚 parents are abusive and the kid鈥檚 been going to the bookshop to get away from them as much as possible so they鈥檙e like 鈥渟crew it we鈥檙e your parents now鈥

Now there was going to be a聽鈥榢ids can鈥檛 drink, Crowley!鈥 joke but also I like to headcanon that Crowley is good with kids and would know that. So alas I cut it. Thank you for this request! Hope you enjoy! <3

She goes to the bookshop because it鈥檚 raining and the snow that鈥檚 only been there since very early morning has been turned to slush underfoot making every surface dangerous. She鈥檚 trying not to cry because the cold already hurts and adding salt water trails on her cheeks to the mix doesn鈥檛 seem like it鈥檇 help any. So she hugs her arms around her chest, trying to make up for the lack of a coat. Or scarf. Or hat or gloves. It鈥檚 with little trepidation and a lot of exhaustion that she opens the door, the bell ringing loudly.聽

It鈥檚 warm inside. Not sweltering like the owner has the radiators on full whack to overpower the outside. But comfortingly warm. Her face hurts at the sudden change, stinging. And her glasses fog up. She stands stock still until they clear slowly. It鈥檚 empty. The only other occupant of the room being a blond man smiling down at his phone behind the desk, his back to her. He doesn鈥檛 turn to greet her. A small blessing, she thinks.聽

She stays in the shop for half an hour. Browsing the shelves without touching. She catches the man looking at her only once. There鈥檚 pity in the slant of his frown. She turns away and he doesn鈥檛 so much as call out a goodbye as the door closes behind her.

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The next time she visits, a week later, she stays for an hour. The man watches her this time. She watches back. She鈥檚 fourteen and looks younger. It makes sense for him not to trust her. She admires the hanging plants in front of his one unblocked window for a while. He smiles at her then.

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She visits the very next day and finds the doors locked. Not wanting to go home, she sits down on the front step to think through her options. Anywhere else she goes there鈥檚 the expectation of her buying something in exchange for spending time there. Here, the owner, who she assumes to be Mr Fell, seems more than happy for her to not spend her meagre savings on books she probably can not even scrap 1% of the cost for. The other option is the park. Where it鈥檚 cold. And windy. And exposed to all sorts of people even though it鈥檚 only nine in the morning.聽

She鈥檚 still sitting there when a very old looking car roars up to the pavement and stops in speeds that she鈥檚 not sure should be possible and definitely aren鈥檛 safe. A lanky man gets out. Red hair. Dark clothes. He steps onto the pavement and stops dead when he sees her.聽

鈥淯h. Hi.鈥

She waves, awkwardly forcing a smile. He smiles back, a little sarcastic in nature.

鈥淵ou looking for someone?鈥

She shakes her head.聽

鈥淚f you鈥檙e waiting for him,鈥 he nods at the shop doors behind her, 鈥渢o open up, I can pretty much guarantee he isn鈥檛 going to.鈥

She sighs and stands, brushing off her jeans. He steps out of her way as she crosses the street in the direction of the park.

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She鈥檚 been in the shop for an hour, just like yesterday, already as the clock chimes 5pm. Mr Fell knows she鈥檚 here. He鈥檇 given her a cup of earl grey tea without asking her anything or saying much beyond 鈥減lease don鈥檛 spill it鈥. She鈥檚 still sipping at the last dregs of it, wanting to make it last as if it would be a good enough excuse for Mr Fell to not kick her out. She just doesn鈥檛 want to go home. It鈥檚 getting worse there and another night spent under that roof seems like hell to her. So she lingers long enough to see the red haired man stalk into the shop.

鈥淎ngel! You fucking stood me up! We had plans! You better be discorporated or something, Zira.鈥 The man is clearly covering his distress with the anger, it鈥檚 a painfully familiar tone.

Czytaj dalej

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mrskarylpla year agoText

forineffablereasons:

crowley coming downstairs into the bookshop in the morning wearing nothing but his sunglasses and aziraphale鈥檚 button-down shirt from the night before, still unbuttoned halfway down his chest, and probably those black socks pulled halfway up his calves, yawning alarmingly huge and settling himself on the arm of aziraphale鈥檚 chair.聽

鈥渋t鈥檚 a good thing i haven鈥檛 any customers in,鈥 aziraphale says, not irritably. his hand has, quite on its own initiative, found a soft, pale expanse of thigh.聽

鈥渓uck of the devil,鈥 crowley says lazily. he leans in close, nudging his nose against aziraphale鈥檚 temple, then steals aziraphale鈥檚 coffee from his desk just at the moment aziraphale turns his face to steal a kiss.聽

aziraphale scowls, feigning shock through his surge of affection.聽鈥測ou鈥檙e a real demon in the mornings, did you know?鈥澛

鈥渙h dear,鈥 crowley answers, terribly casual and somehow equally coy as he sips at the coffee, parting his thighs as aziraphale鈥檚 hand sneaks a path up under the hem of the shirt.聽鈥渨hatever will聽you do about me?鈥澛

鈥渉aven鈥檛 decided,鈥 aziraphale says, increasingly distracted, 鈥渂ut i鈥檓 sure i鈥檒l think of something.鈥澛

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