Some Clean Sweep for my random obscure shipping needs

Sometimes all you need is a ✨hand ✨

Niffty: Once Husk thanked me and I couldn’t decide between “No problem!” and “No worries!” so I yelled “No worms!” to him as he walked away.

Olasard, Ripper of souls

This is how I imagine him when Helen first gets her hands on him and names him 🤣🤣🤣 I might draw beast too

Just a big unruly bunch, really, when it comes down to it.

vote yes if you have finished the entire book.

vote no if you have not finished the entire book.

(faq · submit a book)

Eishin Kawakami - Chibi Robo: Clean Sweep - Garden (Day)

also been thinking abt this but i wanna see nat in cod cosplay. LIKE SHE COULD EASILY OWN A VAL COSPLAY COME ONNNNN

I’m so emotional right now. Love them

Some of my favorite obscure ship for my own shippy needs Clean Sweep ~

Laundry totally made Sweepy clean himself up so they could share a couple of kisses and be lovey-dovey ✨

~ books read in 2023 ~

#3: Clean Sweep by Ilona Andrews

Brutus was dead.

Rating: 4/5

Charlene McKenna as Shelly Mohan in drama Clean Sweep

What little mercy you find in man is often harsh and hard. It is a common saying among us, “I forgive, but I do not forget.” There is often harshness, hardness, unkindness in the way in which our mercy is bestowed. And even when that is not so, but when man bestows his kindness and vouchsafes his mercy in his blandest way, you could never think of calling it “tender.” But God forgives; and when He forgives He does it tenderly. There is no upbraiding. He blots out the transgression, and there is no more remembrance of it at all. He forgets as soon as He forgives. It is done in a gentle way. “Be of good cheer; thy sins are forgiven thee.” The sin is swept away; it is cast behind His, back into the depths of the sea. God’s mercies are very tender. And then they are a multitude. Tender in their nature, they are a multitude in their number. They are numberless, measureless, and endless. Like the stars, man cannot count them. Like the grains of sand that cushion yonder wave-beaten shore, no man knows how many they be. God’s mercies, beginning with our birth, are heaped up around and upon us all day long, and all through our life journey. ~ T. Alexander