Nameless, Formless

love being in bed under big winter covers i feel like an old king dying of illness telling his last will to his son

Oh my god is this a cat or a sheep?

a shat

Dont call it that please

the babadook would never let this happen

it’s like a time capsule from hell 

it’s what he would have wanted 

Okay so the universal law of Shakespeare, as I’ve heard it, is that you can take things out, you can rearrange them, you just cannot add anything in that conflicts with the original texts. So while you cannot have a production of romeo and juliet where the houses get along and they get married, it’s perfectly acceptable to replace all the actors with dogs in hamlet because the characters are never outright stated to not be dogs.

build-a-bear needs to start a cryptid collection. i want a plush mothman that makes squeaking noises and smells like campfire with a hint of fresh pine.