I Read This And Wondered What The HELL I’d Missed.

A begrudging Happy Valentine's to you all! Stay safe out there, my fellow aromantics ...

The only reason I’d wanna be on Hermitcraft right now isn’t so that I could build awesome builds or hang out with the Hermits or anything like that.

No, if I was somehow whitelisted today, the first thing I would do is ask Grian if the Permit Office is hiring and then refuse to take no for an answer.

I’d be so happy. An hour shift every weekday from 2-3 PM, just copying forms for Grian to torture people with. Maybe a Hermit would occasionally pop in, hoping I’d be able to help them instead of Grian. And I would try my best! But I would be as creepily cheerful about it as possible, emerging from the storeroom with ruffled clothes and unkempt hair to inform them that the files are a bit too hungry today, could you please come back tomorrow? Or putting on ‘Please Hold’ so I can hum along and tell them ‘I love this part’ when the whistling begins. Or send them down to the waiting room with a cheerful warning to watch out for the corners in space and time that sometime appear down there.

Because there is nothing scary in horror than someone who seems completely normal being completely unfazed by all the weird, vaguely terrifying things happening around them.

And that’s why I would want to join Hermitcraft :D

I am here to look at fanart and because Twitter confuses me.

Also I write stuff, if you like fanfics

some people think writers are so eloquent and good with words, but the reality is that we can sit there with our fingers on the keyboard going, “what’s the word for non-sunlight lighting? Like, fake lighting?” and for ten minutes, all our brain will supply is “unofficial”, and we know that’s not the right word, but it’s the only word we can come up with…until finally it’s like our face got smashed into a brick wall and we remember the word we want is “artificial”.

Hi friend! Came to follow from ao3! Hope you like it on tumblr!

It's been a bit strange, but also very fun! :D

Slowly, but surely, it grows larger.

All credit goes to RosaNRoss, who deserves all the hugs and praise in the world

Gotham Skies glow Brave and Bold

When Thomas Wayne dies, everyone feels it.

It doesn’t matter that it’s late at night. It doesn’t matter that most people are asleep or that some are so hopped up on caffeine they can taste color or that some are so drunk they can barely remember if they’re wearing shoes or not.

None of it matters.

Because suddenly, without warning, every single person in Gotham, from the poorest urchin to the sleaziest mob boss to the richest philanthropist, hears a sound like a gun going off right before something snaps.

It’s like the world stops.

Suddenly, breathing is impossible, throats caught on nothing but the shocking feeling of loss. Suddenly, skin becomes freezing cold, like all the warmth has been sucked from the room. Suddenly, knees buckle and eyes shoot open and heads turn unerringly towards the same place, looking to where there is now a hollow space in countless chests.

And suddenly, everyone knows.

Thomas Wayne is dead.

Gotham’s Sky is dead.

Someone killed their Sky.

The world stands still, breaths caught and fingers freezing and Souls screaming.

And then the world burns.

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Because if DC and Katekyo Hitman Reborn! existed in the same universe, you know everyone in Gotham would have Flames and you know the Waynes would be their Skies.

Boundless Caelus, the Sky Itself made flesh and bone, God of Death, God of Peace, God of Justice, as drawn by my wonderful friend Cover_Mystic.

She's supposed to look Greco-Roman, but the hair makes her look Egyptian. Not that it matters, I love her either way :D

incredibly niche and also cursed but it came to me in a vision | another one