“there’s So Much That Could Be Said About Each Of These Ideas — To Elaborate Or To Complicate.

as somebody who's never seen sands of time before, this was awesome!

Absolutely living for the fact that in ancient Greece, it was said that when Apollo was drunk he created people with the "wrong" genitalia,, which, first of all, means that 1. trans people are not a new thing, we've always been here and we've always found ways to justify and explain our existence, and 2. the way that we chose to explain ourselves at one point was, "Yeah, the sun was wasted as hell when he made me, but it's cool." and that is fucking awesome

“chuffed doesnt mean what you think it means”

it means exactly what i think it means its just some stupid word that literally has two definitions that mean the opposite thing

song recommendation!

Falling for U

by

Peachy!, mxmtoon

Decided to post some old and new Fuegoleon thirst drawings I made! 

I just love Fuegoleon so much… TT

Last pic is a reference to my headcanon on Fuegoleon ;)

Human (no more)

dream wore a mask, covering just around his eyes, his body draped in gold jewelry and off-white fabrics.

this was the desert biome, early ages, and he was just a human, traveling, discovering lands and making friends.

dream smiled as he walked past children, walking through the streets, sometimes quietly playing around.

dream wore a mask, made of cloth and hiding the lower half of his face, he was dressed in armour, scratched and banged up.

this was the plains biome, a little after the the early ages and he was only human, travelling lands and seeking thrills.

dream's face betrayed no emotion as he watched a war rage on.

dream wore no mask, his face uncovered, he was dressed in a shirt and pants, tattered.

this was a cave, very late early ages and he was just a trivial human living his life m, chasing adventure and glory.

dream wore an expression of awe, watching a round object on the ground as it spoke to him.

dream wore a mask, round and made of clay and hiding all of his face, he was wearing armour again, strong and sturdy.

this was middle ages, dream was human. fighting wars and battles, just to grow stronger.

dream's smile behind the mask was malicious, for only a moment.

dream wore a mask, a cruel and stoick smile drawn on it, his body hidden by netherite armour, the strongest you can get, a green hoodie and pants combo between his body and the armour.

this was modern times, dream wasn't human anymore, he'd given up on lying to himself after the first century.

now, dream watched a nation be blown up, a part of him hoping it's destruction would reunite his smp, another part - just gleeful at the havoc he caused.

Daughter of fate

you are viscious,

and you are cunning,

o, daughter of blood.

you have seen death,

and you have faced punishment,

for crimes undeserving.

you have seen many a soul broken,

and you have fallen,

o, daughter of pain.

but you were loved,

in a time long ago,

and you knew you were deserving.

o, daughter of suffering,

why do you cause yourself pain,

when you should revel in gentle rain.

i want to own a sword, just to own a sword

Happy National Coming Out Day

I love you guys <3