#THIS IS A REVELATION

[cerasifera]

some earthsea related doodles

[goldkirk]

[sits bolt upright from lying on the floor, idly contemplating the ceiling at 5:29 p.m.]

MAYBE I’M NOT WORTHLESS! MAYBE I’M NOT EVIL WRAPPED IN DISGUISE! MAYBE I’M NOT STAINED AND DIRTY AND CORRUPTED IN MY SOUL! MAYBE I’M NOT HORRID! MAYBE PEOPLE REALLY WEREN’T TOTALLY TRICKED INTO LIKING ME! MAYBE I’M NOT A BLACK STAIN AND DRAIN ON THE WORLD! MAYBE I ACTUALLY HAVE SOMETHING GOOD TO SHARE!

[voidwashere]

curtwen but theyre motion sickness by phoebe bridgers

[lookismaddict]

GUYS, I HAD TO WRITE THIS REAL QUICK BEFORE MY MIND STARTS TO FORGET THIS. I just had a weird ass dream about Gun being a demanding teacher, making me and the entire class do group presentations on a big stage. But, he made us dress fancy for the presentation with expensive clothing and we have to meet the five minute mark every time each group has a presentation. We had to explain how did we interpret and analyze someone’s fighting skills in our own words. Imagine, him just sitting in the back of the room with crossed legs, observing your every move while listening to your words intently and the bright stage lights shined down on you. He was well-dressed with his usual dark suit and tie, and he smelled like Dior Sauvage. His caricature was stern, especially without his glasses showing off his dark irises and light pupils. He was strict, and didn’t show any mercy to those who didn’t follow the rubric’s rules to the presentation. He’d verbally roast us without hesitation if we even do anything wrong, and he’d mark it on his clipboard, taking off points from our grade. He didn’t care if we passed or failed his class, he just wanted to get it over with. However, when it was my turn to present with my partner, I tried looking for my partner backstage. While searching, Gun peeked behind the stage curtains asking if I was ready. I shook my head and said, “Just a minute! We’re still getting ready!” Gun’s intense gaze met with mine, until he said, “Hold on a minute.” He opened the curtains, wide enough for him to pass through them before closing them behind himself. I stood there paralyzed, as he walked towards me without even daring to look away. Once he stopped in front of me, he said in a dignified tone, “You should make sure you dress properly first.” His hands grabbed onto the sides of my unbuttoned mint colored long sleeved blouse, as I felt his hands brushed against my waist. When he pulled onto both sides of my blouse together to meet one side with the other, he began buttoning it down for me. I blushed wildly as I replied to him with, “O-okay, thank you Mr. Park…” He was intent with getting everything perfect, even for his student, saying, “Mhm…” Once he was done, he smoothed out my silk shirt, as he said, “I’ll give you five more minutes. Be ready when call time is announced.” I looked up at him with a nod, as if I was hypnotized by him. He gave me a charming smile as he looked down at me before exiting back through the curtains where he came from, leaving me in a sweet daze.

(BRUH, I CANNOT- WHY DID MY MIND PLAY TRICKS WITH ME WHILE DREAMING KNOWING THAT THIS MAN ISN’T EVEN REAL!!!! IM CRYING.) 😭😭😭😭

[temeow]

Wait. bigender dont just mean boy and girl. it can mean girl and agender. Hold On

[kimtaegis]

feeling so euphoric I’m genuinely crying

[leaf-kei]

mfw i realize i can replace an image without deleting the post O_ O

[inoankin]

@baby-prince-oppa you’re kidding

[sunbloomdew]

do you ever see a person and you are overcome with incredible fondness? and you just think "oh." but not in a romantic or sexual way you are just filled with warmth and it makes you happy, it just does. and you think "i'm so happy you exist. i'm happy you are somewhere out there in the world, doing your thing". it's love but also not entirely

like people are lovely and i feel it in my entire chest like a burning candle that smells like roses and a sunny day

[kensatou]

(✿◕‿◕) die (ꈍ ꒳ ꈍ✿)

[visenyaism]

Louis: so i got into the confessional booth and i said to the priest I LAID DOWN WITH A MAN!! I LAID DOWN WITH THE DEVIL!! AND HE HAS ROOTS IN ME, ALL HIS SPINDLY ROOTS IN ME! AND I CANT THINK NOTHING ANYMORE BUT HIS VOICE AND HIS WORDS! PLEASE! HELP ME! I AM WEAK! I WANNA DIE! but Lestat, he knew where I was and he found me, Mr. Molloy. He found me and punched clean through that priest’s-

Armand on that damn ipad:

[yuki-dreemurr]

GUYS

THEY ARE THE SAME

[qiinamii]

we'll do fine.

[hjbender]

The Four Discoursemen