"Poor thing." (condescending) (flirting)
Mike Driver
One Nice Bug Per Day
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"Poor thing." (condescending) (flirting)
Frozen in Time: Christophe Jacrot’s Norilsk, Siberia
sorry, i mythologized your boyfriend. yeah i took him and a few other boyfriends and merged them together with local folklore and mystic elements into one legendary figure. he's going to be really hard to pin down historically. sorry about that. I can make you his consort in some stories if that helps.
Cotswolds Sky Rug
am always obsessed when someone says to a character “call off your dog” about another character.
The dragon. Fictitious & symbolic creatures in art. 1906.
the dragon!
'the moon is lonely because no one is awake when she is' the moon has hundredsofmillions of people with sleep disorders, partygoers, people with weird work schedules, people with new babies, people who have planned hangouts with friends in another timezone, people who just got into a new thing, etc etc etc etc to hang with every night ..
I bet raising your arm and summoning a weapon for you to grasp feels good as fuck
A collection of Moroccan doors
i love you characters that use it/its pronouns
i love you real life people that use it/its pronouns
"adventurers are actually more scared of you than you are of them"
"he's literally just doing what an adventurer is supposed to do"
"do you think they think of us as Giant Adventurers?"
"do you know how many other creatures would be infesting our cave if there were no adventurers?"
"how would you like it if you were bumbling along on your little adventurer day, and some giant dragon thing squished you for the crime of being yourself?"
"y'know, so many dragons are grossed out by them, but i think they're fascinating! Did you know some adventurers form symbiotic relationships with small monsters? Some of them even do a simplified form of spellcraft! Like, with actual magic and everything!"
"Of course they are swarming your cave, you dolt! You captured a juvenile queen and took it home with you, what did you expect!?"
i still think franks most haunting lyric is "ive felt this bad for so long im scared im fine" like the way he cuts to the greatest anxieties and deepest insecurities of living with mental and/or physical illness (especially chronic illness) and how feeling terrible and exhausted just becomes a part of daily life to the point where you start doubting your own illness. What if you're just supposed to be like this? what if this is fine? When suffering becomes normal what does normal become?
youve been laying at rock bottom for so long your eyes adjusted to the darkness and the bedrocl feels like pillows compared to how much farther down you could be.
themessangerpigeons
Tears
stepped on a plum (overripe plum) (barefoot) it was on the driveway got out of the car and accidentally (didn't know it was there) stepped on the plum (warm) (on the ground) (it had fallen from the tree) barefoot (no shoes) wearing long pants (too long) (need to hem them) plum viscera got on them (the pants) unexpected plum on the driveway (hot plum) (97 degrees out) already super hungover (throwing up all morning) (should not have been driving at all) and I stepped out of the car (black car) (97 degrees out) and onto the plum (unexpected) (didn't know the plum was there) and it burst (plum nightmare on my only good pair of sweatpants) still we find ways to keep ourselves going from day to day
guess what post just got read aloud in poetry club tonite by an unknowing club member as I watched on in terror