when you say that you’re going to bed but then you see a thing you want to reblog
at a hella cool castle
the groom channeled Thranduil and the Baratheons
the bridesmaids were elf maidens
the court jester and town crier were there
the cakes were gorgeous
luckily a friar was passing through town who was able to officiate (“mawwaige,” he said, “is what bwings us togevver today”)
the bride’s chariot was pulled by the most beautiful creature
unfortunately, as with all medieval weddings, there is the dragon problem
I saw this on my dash and had an impulse.
The Snow White wishing well by the castle. Just park yourself there and watch countless couples break up there. It’s HILARIOUS.
Maybe we just make fun of things we don’t understand
when a group of teenagers walks past you and starts laughing at you for no apparent reason