I Can’t Tell Whether This Is Good Or Bad But I’m Down For It Either Way

Everyone was so worried about Reyna getting with Apollo only for her to deadass laugh in his face and realize she don’t need no man, we stan a queen

Tag yourself ✨

meteor shower: postcard from old cities, dreams about new experiences and cities, often wonders about the meaning of love and life, always changing like a chameleon, loves everyone, very wise and gives good advice but feels lost in their own life sometimes, believes that home is not a place but a concept

supermoon: keeper of secrets, overhears strangers’ conversations a lot, loves soft animals, neon lights, old train tickets at the bottom of a bag, lying awake and wondering if someone misses them too, smoky night skies, fiery emotions, doesn’t tell anyone anything, aloof but softies when no one is around

belt of venus: loves the window seat of the plane, sunset is their favourite time of the day, tries their best, loves making people happy, can’t decide their favorite color, reads other people easily, bright eyes, really likes dancing and singing, is always doing crazy things because life is short

aurora borealis: spends most of the day in headphones, mind is always in the clouds, lover of arts, very sensitive, unravels philosophical ideas in casual conversations, gives warm hugs, knows a lot of interesting facts for some reason, understands you completely when you’re feeling really down

moon bows: picking flowers for yourself, dreams about a cozy domestic life in the countryside, loves baby cows, will send anonymous messages to make you smile and writes a lot on birthday letters, highly sentimental and keeps trinkets and sea shells, easily comforted by soft blankets and cookies

day 3: Bait

Lovecraftian Horror

👽TYPES OF ALIEN AESTHETICS👽

Greys: black hoodies and skinny jeans, long walks through the suburbs at night, names carved into picnic tables, X-files posters and gifted mix-tapes, gravel scraped knees, the moon behind power lines behind tree branches, black holes, hunger for truth,  Kurt Vonnegut paperbacks, computer-screens glowing into disheveled bedrooms. 

Flatwoods Monster:  crocheted quilts and creature features, summer nights full of otherworldly cicada-song, vinyl records, evening through a window screen, fireflies in mason jars, comic book pages blowing in pre-storm winds, red embroidery thread, valuing truth and justice above looking cool, knowing the names of constellations. 

Hovering Orbs of Light: city skylines reflected in water, hasty charcoal landscapes torn out of sketchbooks, posters of nebulas, polaroid photography, stubs of train tickets, Steven Spielberg scripts, impressionist nocturnes, labradorescence, just wants to go hang out at the aquarium, big dreams, strong opinions about YA novels. 

Little Green Men: fidgety, spams their friends with memes, unicorn-pattern everything, wants to go on a road trip, patches on backpacks, round iridescent sunglasses,  integrates glitter wherever possible, electronic music and fireworks, collections of cactuses, would hate to be considered ordinary, collects crystals and loves scooby-doo.

 Lovecraftian Horror: bulky winter coats with turned up collars, thick slate-grey scarves, underground waterfalls, trilobites fossils in sleepy small-town museums, the sound of footsteps in snow, has trouble getting close to people, terrible at small talk, late nights with a long novel, hot chocolate and old lighthouses, the friend that takes spiders outside.

Your Simple Fantasy Name

Your first initial and the last two letters of your last name.

Tag yourself, I’m Ley.

Just found this and can't get over it. Grimalkin a female domestic cat.

why did we stop drawing ridiculous looking sea monsters on our maps after we chartered the world's oceans. what did you do to my boys.

straight friend groups be like: *blonde girl* *chad* *the funny one* *kyle* *brunette girl* *frat boy*

gay friend groups be like: *three old women all dressed the same* *a lady stepping off a train* *the king of the mine* *a man with feathers on his feet* *the chorus* *a poor boy working on a song* *a young girl looking for something to eat*

“I don’t know where I’m going but I’m gay”

no gender only shiny rocks