#ancientcore

[umbramoved]

Fuck wedding rings. Get us matching necklaces with real fossilized tarbosaurus teeth/claws and talk about them as if we defeated their source after it tried to invade our territory and desecrated its corpse for s h i n i e s

[moodscapes]

pov: you have to go on a two hour long road trip to attend brunch with a distant relative who only cares enough to ask you about college and relationships.

[primalcoresuggestions]

You meet a fellow human after much time living alone in the wilderness; a shy fellow, unlike you, and a sculptor of tiny figurines. You live and survive together for a while, until one fateful night, you conceive what would become your first child.

[primalcoresuggestions]

The stars shine brightly, lighting the way for you as you once again set up camp. You’ve been alone for a month now, the longest you’ve ever been, engaged in a fortless siege with a great beast. You grow weary, but knowing your fellow villagers are counting on you to bring home food refills your vigor. You will win.

[primalcoresuggestions]

The fire burns brightly, keeping the wolves at bay from your hut. You hope the chieftain’s daughter likes the gift of dried flowers.