#murmurings

[gravethroes]

found an adorableeee lil spider in my room and already I love her so much but I identified her and found out she's somewhat venomous to humans and now I'm kinda scared... like I'm just gonna leave her be but I'm like pleeeeease be chill girl I'll feed u anything I find

[fishwear]

catsitting for my friend that lives in a rly nice area rn. i romp around town during the day, and the night i sit on my tod writing fanfic out of my mind blazed with a cat sitting to my left. blissed the fuck outtt. life is nice :)

[thedomesticanthropologist]

My 7 year old has two parents who he's never seen fight

And he's lived in the same house since he was born

My mind is blown... I can't imagine what it must be like to have that, and yet I am the one who provided it.

[fuckyouheresyourcoffee]

you will be okay.

You cannot stop the Marching of Time.

It will happen.

[gearsofdeath]

ASKS ARE NOW ON. SORRY ABOut that

[a-melody-of-words]

the plot bunnies have struck again, so here’s the summary of the new wip i came up with, dark moon.

taking place in a sci-fi setting with dystopic elements, it follows vālda, who’s part of a culture of people, the antexis, who live in starships, travelling the galaxy to seek out resources and moving on once they exhaust them. they are part of the libaredes, a religion that worships the goddess hyra-taal, the winged serpent. most people remain low level acolytes, but some are chosen to ascend through the ranks, with a chosen few ascending to the highest rank, the moon blessed, at which point they go through an induction ceremony that unlocks latent genetic mutations, transforming them from organic to organic-metaloid hybrids, and gives them telepathic links to each other. vālda’s goal ever since she was found as an orphaned child has been to become one of the moon blessed, and after twenty years of striving towards her goal, she’s finally chosen. but being moon blessed isn’t what she expected, and the longer she lives a changed life, the more she begins to see dark cracks in the culture and religion she’s a part of.

[thenightmarketofdathomir]

Murmurings Vol. III

With Feral’s body pressing you into the backrest of the couch, his tongue tracing your bottom lip, your panties pushed to the side, trousers hanging off his hips — each breath eases you closer as every slow thrust becomes a kiss. He asks against your mouth, “Does this feel alright?”

It does.

[syncrime]

This is it, this is all I needed from the RGGS stream, I can expire in peace, my boy is looking so handsome and he has a spot in the opening movie, anD ALSO HIS MATSUGANE PIN IS GONE.

I mean of course it's gone by this point in the timeline, but AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA