#spacelieutenantglow

[amarkofcain]

COME OUT YE BLACK AND TANS COME OUT AND FIGHT ME LIKE A MAN/TELL YOUR WIFE HOW YOU WON MEDALS DOWN IN FLANDERS...

TELL THEM HOW THE IRA MADE YOU RUN THE HELL AWAY FROM THE GREEN AND LOVELY LANES OF KILLASHANDRA

COME LET US HEAR YOU TELL HOW YOU SLANDERED GREAT PARNELL

WHEN YOU THOUGHT HIM WELL AND TRULY PROSECUTED

WHERE ARE THE SNEERS AND JEERS THAT YOU BRAVELY LET US HEAR

WHEN OUR HEROES OF '16 WERE EXECUTED

[vriska]

you seem 6'2"

now ur just flattering me

[werewolfbneimitzvah]

spacelieutenantglow replied to your photo “at sacanime! come say hi if you need me!”

spidev-man

sailorstarbucks replied to your photo “at sacanime! come say hi if you need me!”

your hair looks nice ��

pressxtodavid replied to your photo “at sacanime! come say hi if you need me!”

Now this is a Spider-man I can get behind!

:-*

[chibigaia-art]

recent commission for @spacelieutenantglow !

Do not edit/repost/reuse!

[Commissions page!]

[ageofsailsuggestions]

Wish you were in Sherbrooke now

[the-real-slim-strider]

spacelieutenantglow replied to your post: is there like a specific term or label for someone...

does Autochorissexual fit, maybe?

it sounds kind of like it may fit but it doesnt really im fine with myself in like sexual situations, its just when the possibility of OTHER people comes into play that i kind of start to lose it

[roboticromantic]

A commission of @spacelieutenantglow 's Arminia and @stormofjade 's Yuri! They're so cute together, it was a pleasure to draw them!

Like my art? Consider commissioning me!

[alephnull47]

eTagged by @havaheart Rules: Tag 15 people you want to get to know better

Relationship Status: nah

Lipstick or Chapstick: love lipstick. would love to actually be able to wear it

Three Favorite Foods:

• Chips

• Tacos

• Spaghetti

Song Stuck in my Head: stranger by seeming. always

Last Movie I Watched: moana! i watched it on wack’d’s stream a few days ago along with lilo and stitch

Top 3 TV Shows:

• dr whomst

• steven u

• might just be recency effect but i’m gonna say adventure time

Last Thing I Googled: recency effect, to make sure that i was using the term correctly

Time: 10:37pm

Dream Trip: out of ohio

Anything You Want: slep

I tag @deathchrist2000, @froborr, @zagreus, @fangoriousfae, @wackd, @oolong-cat, @acceptableduraz, @darcera, @rampoogie, @spacelieutenantglow, @taggthewanderer, @e-z-a-k-u-r, @mulderadinfinitum, @themadmanwithablog, @heroboof

[amarkofcain]

Celestial

The moon beams.

The sun shines.

Birds chirp and sing with delight.

We smile and cry,

And live and die,

How heavenly is that?

The gods in their temples

And palaces high,

Will ever envy

the celestial idea

Of mortal life.

[werewolfbneimitzvah]

spacelieutenantglow replied to your post “I want you all to know that twice now, two separate times, only a week...”

They Like Your Shoelaces

1) no

2) someone actually did say that to me at a convention once but I was not wearing shoes with shoelaces but I did not immediately remember the tumblr nonsense so without glancing at my shoes I stared at them for a full 10 seconds before they awkwardly explained, “it’s a tumblr thing,” & because I had known that, just hadn’t thought of it, I replied, “I know,” & kept staring at them & after another couple seconds they walked away.

[werewolfbneimitzvah]

spacelieutenantglow replied to your post “wonder if I’ll ever go back to being thewigmonsters. perhaps”

its a good url

it really is. also my selfie tag makes no sense without it.

[werewolfbneimitzvah]

spacelieutenantglow replied to your post “spacelieutenantglow replied to your post “wonder if I’ll ever go...”

plus i still think of it as yours since it's what you had when we first met

good. i want to forever be remembered at least a little as thewigmonsters

[werewolfbneimitzvah]

moistyaoi replied to your post “spacelieutenantglow replied to your post “wonder if I’ll ever go...”

I wasn’t aware your selfie tag ever made sense

Yeah, this scene in John Dies at the End

He twisted the lid off the old pickle jar and a small, shriveled thing like a dried-up earthworm dropped out and landed quietly on the floor.

Shitload went to the kitchen and I heard him messing around with the sink in there. No water. He came back, studied our faces, and pointed to Fred.

“Piss on it,” he commanded.

Without hesitation Fred shrugged and said, “Okay.”

Fred stood, urinated on the floor, zipped up and sat back down. The little black dried-worm sliver sat in the middle of the bubbling puddle. Nothing for a long time, maybe a minute.

And then, it twitched.

Jennifer screamed, everybody jumped.

The shriveled nothing grew. And grew. And grew.

A hand formed, in the middle of the floor. A human hand, pink and the size of a baby’s. Stretching out from behind it, instead of an arm, was something like an insect leg. It was a foot long, springing out to length before our eyes like a radio antenna. Something like a shell took shape. I saw an eye, red and clustered like a fly’s. Another eye, this one with a round pupil, like a mammal, grew in next to it. Then another eye, yellow with a black slit down the center. Reptilian.

The thing grew and grew some more, taking shape in the middle of the floor. It grew to the size of a rabbit, then a small dog, then stopped when it was about a foot and a half high and maybe three feet wide, probably the same overall mass as Molly.

I wish I had a photograph of the thing, because describing it is a bitch. The finished creature seemed to be assembled from spare parts. It had a tail like a scorpion curling up off its back. It walked on seven—yes, seven—legs, each ending in one of those small, pink infantile hands. It had a head that was sort of an inverted heart-shape, a bank of mismatched eyes in an arc over a hooked, black beak, like a parrot’s. On its head, no kidding, it had a tuft of neatly-groomed blonde hair that I swear on my mother’s grave was a wig, held on with a rubber band chinstrap.

What was strange about it, or rather, what was stranger about it was that the two sections of its body, the hind quarters and the abdomen, were not connected. There was a good two inches of space between them and when it turned sideways you could see right through the thing. But it moved in unison, as if they were connected by invisible tissue.

The little monster stood twitching there on the floor like a newborn calf, still dripping with urine. Fred said, “Guys, can you all see that thing, or is it just me?”

[…]

He pointed to the wigmonster, said, “Open the box.”

The wigmonster is brought into existence by piss. Thus I, a wigmonster, am as well.

[alephnull47]

Tag Game

Tagged by @deathchrist2000

Rules: Answer the following questions and tag 10 blogs you would like to get to know.

~ What movie do you wish you were a character in?

captain marvel so i can meet carol danvers

~ Create your dream fragrance; what would be the ingredients and the name?

piss

As a siren, what bewitching song would you sing to lure people to their doom?

“If I Were You”

~ *Clicks shoes together three times* Anywhere in the world (fantasy or reality) where would you go?

earth c

~ Similar to Harry Potter, if you could reside in a painting, which one would you choose?

i have no clue

~ Like the symbols associated with the gods and goddesses; what would be your chosen symbol/s to embody you as a person? (eg: some symbols of Aphrodite are dove and sparrows)

a crowbar, an infinity sign, and a cracked screen

~ If you were to create your own met gala theme, what would it be based on?

transtranshumanism

~ What seven objects would you choose to hide a fragment of your soul in? (The horcruxes)

none because i don’t trust That Shit

~ Your whistling while you work, what animals would you like to come and join you?

uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh frogs

~ Like the story of Swan Lake; what mythical creature/beings from folklore, would you like to transform into by day?

succubus

I tag @celestialvocalist @rampoogie @froborr @wackd @havaheart @sneakcatjadecat @darcera @zagreus @taggthewanderer @spacelieutenantglow