There Is Something To Be Said For Going To Zoos And Aquariums On Weekdays To Avoid School-aged Crowds

Your fifth most recent emoji is what your soulmate thinks about you

charlie slimecicle

charlie slimecicle

every so often i just think about how good it was that the most foolproof one-size-fits-all solution for dealing with basically any horrifyingly evil supernatural monster of the week in the magnus archives was just. burying them in concrete. like yeah i can believe that a few tons of grey brutalist slop would stop the wolfman or pretty much anything in its tracks to be honest. they use that shit on nuclear waste. do you honestly think you're stronger than a nuke? a fucking nuke?

Smth abt zhongven man…..uuuurrggh

Gods who’ve lived through thick and thin together, only growing closer as each of the other Seven passes away. The table once full of familiar faces replaced with new ones.

Venti laying his head on Zhongli’s lap, strumming an old song from a bygone era, in old Inazuman or Fontainian dialect, only for a small tear tear to plop down on his cheek from above as Zhongli remembers the archons who have passed.

He holds Venti tighter, sighing, and Venti just continues to sing.

Once upon a time they couldn’t stand each other’s guts. And yet they slowly began to realize how precious each other’s company was, how they were wasting time and breath keeping up these pretenses of repulsion.

No one else in the world would remember the songs Venti sang, besides Zhongli.

No one would remember the tales of Archons past, besides Venti.

Perhaps they can forge a new future, together, and not completely let go of the past.

I think this was funnier when I sketched it at 2am.

It makes me happy when they listen