darcy's blog

i love fish, rats, and dogs // she/her // 17 // infp

[escuerzoresucitado]

[showerthoughtspost]

It’s possible you might be immortal. Nothing has killed you yet.

[unamusedsloth]

[rumman]

[world-of-cats]

[lofeel]

SET MY HEART ABLAZE, AS FIERCE AS THE SUN SETTING DOWN!

[jokeboyfriend-is-remaking-deact]

i said to my little sister “gods dont die” and my brother ran up to me and whispered in my ear “some do” like he knew for sure

hes 6

im so fucking frightened for my life

[jokeboyfriend-is-remaking-deact]

update: i put him to bed and said goodnight and he replied “it wont last” and im fully convinced he holds far more power than any other human being

[mrkanman]

king minos: get this monster out of my sight!! put it in a labryinth so i never have to look at it again!! gods holy fuck!!!

the minotaur, born like a day ago:

[puyopuyo]

how come there’s a frowny face next to steam in my task manager

[puyopuyo]

girl what is the matter

[andrewbelami]

[my-darling-boy]

I was going to rewatch 1931 Dracula again tonight and just as I turned it on a BAT started flying around at my window and wouldn’t go away and I’ve never seen a bat at my house before and let me tell you I’ve been so gay touched starved this quarantine I was about ready to risk letting a wild bat in my room if it meant it could possibly be one tall, Sexy vampire

[my-darling-boy]

Ah rabies

[my-darling-boy]

But what if the bat was from my secret gay vampire admirer

[1010ll]

by nococo.k http://ift.tt/1TndORF

[whomst]

@gendercollector

[enderos]

@pwoo

[jifewjfiojiowjwe-deactivated201]

OHHHHHH!!!!! OOOOOOOOHHHH

[ellsari]

[aliensnipe]

What if there were women’s cleanliness products that were marketed the way Old Spice stuff is? Like they had names like “Lioness” and “Sycamore” and “Wildfire” and “Hunter’s Moon” and they were touted as making you smell like a warrior queen who does not suffer fools and conquers all she beholds

[trixie-ren-deactivated20191028]

HELLO LADIES

have you felt the primal call of the unmerciful sea calling you to strike down those who would defy you? no? well if you stopped using overpriced flower-scented body wash and switched to SEA HAG, you might. 

look down.

back up. where are you? you’re a siren, bare-breasted and shrieking as you lure the unwary to their doom on the rocks below. and you smell amazing. 

what’s in your hand? back at me. it’s a vial of skin-nourishing ingredients, derived from the seaweed you used to strangle a hated foe. it does wonders for your skin tone and resilience, and we all can agree that we will need that resilience in the coming war.

look again: the seaweed is now a formal apology from the last man who unnecessarily tried to explain something to you.

anything is possible when you smell like a vengeful sea witch and embrace your own rage. i’m on a narwhal. 

[emospritelet]

Fucking sign me up, I’m a sea hag and proud

[gifsboom]

[spunkh]

[lacuna-matata]