Finally

(realized I never posted this here, sorry tumblr fans, you have been starved)

"You want to run that by me again?" Headcanon that while Ghostbur was around, he tried to fix Alivebur's jacket with blue thread he made from Friend's wool- which glows! So now, after Revivebur regained his possessions, his jacket still has Ghostbur's threads holding it together.

Preaching to the choir here but if you believe that people can't grow and change I hope that sentiment haunts you when you make a mistake and no one ever lets you let it go

literally if you’re new to tumblr: reblog shit

“it wont fit my aesthetic” make a sideblog. reblog to it.

“i hate tagging” don’t tag then. reblog it anyway.

“but my likes are public” ppl here dont fucking look at your likes. they dont do anything anyway. reblog it.

“you just want attention” jokes on you, I dont make shit anymore. I’m talking about other artists.

“it’s embarrassing” tumblr is an anonymous platform. make a sideblog if you’re too cowardly

“but on twitter its fine to have lurk accounts” well they suck ass here and are assumed to be bots. reblog.

all this talk of caves made me remember to finally finish this

equal rights for women will never truly be achieved until we have more female noir detectives

jackie: *gets grabbed*

“The cosmos is within us. We are made of star-stuff. We are a way for the universe to know itself.”

i wanted to post them together :]

the concept of the admirers of knights giving them tokens or "favors" to show their love before a tournament or battle has me so fucked up today. like it's such a small gesture but it speaks volumes. i cannot be there in body next to you in the dust and blood and pain to share your victory or defeat, your suffering or your celebration, because honor and duty and social convention requires that i be elsewhere, so wear me over your heart so that my own might go with you. i cannot keep you safe but if you wear my love perhaps the world and its people will be kinder to one it knows has another waiting for it to rejoin them. nobody else might even know who the ribbon tied to your arm or flower tucked in your breastplate belongs to unless they saw us exchange it, but you and i know. and they will know that we exist. they will know that our love exists.

i am both shocked you made it to adulthood and unsurprised that god failed to smite you prior to it

Well I won't say he didn't TRY, but I'm more durable than I look and I've really mastered the serpentine

Happy Pride!