And Time is a Reoccurring Dream

i would love to talk about my ocs but i just don’t know how to do it naturally and sometimes i feel their stories are currently out of my depth to properly discuss

december 12, 2019. i would like to hold a hand

Me too bitch, you ain’t special.

i am special . .And so are you, we dont need to fight

the tragedy of tumblr is you will inevitably meet people who you should be having a sleepover with. you should be rolling around on their floor and rummaging through their fridge and watching shitty movies with. you should be shopping with should be going out to a cafe with should be wandering through the aquarium with. people who you should be experiencing quotidian joys with... and you cannot! because they live one million miles away

I want a Santa movie where he’s actually Saint Nicholaos of Myra. Three kids run away from home and find a portal to the Council Of Nicaea in 325 AD. Then the kids watch him debate the promulgation of canon law. In the end they return home and tell their parents that presents aren’t important so long as Pentecost is counted 50 days after Easter on the Roman solar calendar and not the Jewish lunar calendar.

And the kids tell their parents the whole story and the dad is like “those kids and their imaginations.” But then he sees a piece of paper in the dog’s mouth and goes “whatcha got there boy? Is that…orders from the Holy See that the schismatic bishop Meletius is to remain in Lycopolis and keep his episcopal title but the ecclesiastics ordained by him must again receive the laying of hands? But…how?” And then he gazes off to the sky and you hear a light jingling of bells and then a voice over goes “Ho ho ho! The baptisms performed by the Paulian heretics are invalid! Merry Christmas!”

normalize being a nonbinary adult with a completely bald head except for one tiny swirl of hair like a cartoon baby

Not being able to understand all the languages of the world fucks me up. There's so much art by people and while translations are available (sometimes), the contours of the original text will forever be alien to me. Sad.

When the riff comes back with a cruel smell

its not super fresh in my memory but when i played morrowind and i read the 36 lessons i found vivecs characterization of nerevar really funny, like he's always trying to do some kind of feat or hes taking metaphors literally, meanwhile the tribunal are just having nasty sex and nerevar is never invited, then vivec says some stupid shit he thinks sounds cool

it would be awesomesauce to unbuckle my belt with the purpose of putting my dick in someone's mouth. but all i got is this stupid coochie