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Crona’s hair is unevenly cut because Ragnarok likes to mess with it.
Ragnarok likes to “style” Crona’s hair when they’re alone.
Nothing has been done to stop this because Crona “doesn’t know how to deal with this”
I love how Peach isn’t like: “Umm, I think I’d be pretty sure if I gave birth to a turtle…”
She’s just like: “Oh. YOU’RE the kid.”
Can we all take a moment to admire just how cute red pandas are.
I don’t think you people understand HOW MUCH I needed to see this sort of photo set.
… What Auntie Jilli said.
IT’S LIKE A REAL LIFE PABU!!! -w-
Being a witch is not the highest paid job in the world.
I JUST FOUND THIS PICTURE AND I’M GOING TO CRY WHY THIS
I JUST WANT HER TO GET HER PRETTY PURPLE HAT AND BE HAPPY
I would kill for a companion piece to this, where she gets her hat..
no seriously why hasn’t any replied to this image with a picture of her in the pretty hat c’mon tumblr please
Well it’s not much, but here’s a comic:
Reblog every one of these happy end comics I don’t even care
I will always reblog this when there are happy ending images that involve the witch getting her pretty purple hat. And yes, the original image makes me sniffly EVERY TIME.
I would be very disappointed if not a single image of them on fire was taken.
I have this mental image of it being incredibly horrifying, and the caption of:
WeLcOmE tO tHe JaM
Cats have not and will not be domesticated.
Can confirm, this is the proper reaction.
You put a cat on a lead, what else did you expect? XD
EVERY PART OF THIS IS WRONG
I used to have this on a VHS tape…
My siblings and I are all super close, even as adults now. My big bro, even tho he has kids now, still can’t help but be as silly with us as we were when we were kids. Oh,…
It’s normal for siblings to get on each other’s nerves every now and then, I suppose. Lord knows how many times I’ve accidentally embarrassed him in our lives.
Once, before we were teens, I messed up so badly, he said he’d never talk to me again. Not even five minutes later of me sulking about that in my room, he was knocking on my door, asking if I was interested in watching one of my favorite movies with him. He always felt bad when I’d cry, especially if it was because of him.
I’m blessed to have an ideal relationship with my siblings. We all love each other, and I’m sure we’d all be a force to reckon with if someone messed with one of us.
One of the first visits back home after he moved out to join the Air Force, he took my cousin and I to a theatre on a local base, just the three of us.
We used to walk down the road to a small old two screen theatre when we were kids, and watch movies there too. I dragged a tumbleweed home because I thought it looked cool, and ended up ruining the yard by spreading the seeds everywhere.
I couldn’t help but say: “Just like when we were kids, huh? Just the three of us, going to the movies on our own? Only this time you can drive.”
"Don’t you bring any tumbleweeds in my car."