uranomancy

◤divination by studying the heavens◢ Rose. She. 19. Ask about my OCs. [ Casual early 2000's Rose Strider-Lalonde RP blog. Interacts from smearrps ]

[uranomancy]

uhhhh since i dont really need two blog im moving to @jasperose since were the same person now

[jasperose]

uhhhhhhh

[uranomancy]

uuuhmmmmm idk what happened here why am i seeing double

[cuntlyff]

[milkymil-k]

☆ * * 。

[glitterviolence]

☁ 💖 ☁

[beat-alls]

“The rage in Germany is skirts on fellas (don’t knock it, girls, the Romans wore ‘em and looked quite groovy)”

From 16, November 1967

[agameofdeath]

Bring this back

[raunchily]

Alicia Keys’ lower back at the BMG Post Grammy Gala for the 2003 Grammy Awards

[uranomancy]

> -- Your head is spinning. It won’t stop. Everything is so bright, and the moment is lasting forever.

[uranomancy]

> -- Something is happening.

[one-time-i-dreamt]

[ex0skeletal-undead]

St. Anthony the Incorrupt Tongue by Andres Rios

[atomic-chronoscaph]

Space Rocket Girls - art by Earle K. Bergey (1951)

[artpocalypse]

When the Horrorterrors leave you a little gift

[everythingstarstuff]

Art by Dale Keogh

[gho2ty]

iif anyone want2 liink2 for cool bug viideo2 dmed two you lmk

[uranomancy]

yeah

[everythingstarstuff]

Scott Tuckfield

[evergreenqveen]

Stardew Valley Polly Pocket 🌽🍅🥬🍓

[uranomancy]

> --The ship is venturing the event horizon. Beyond the barrier, the scratched session. The Alpha kids have been unreachable for years, and you know not if they are even alive. 

> -- After having jerky with Candy, she is on her way before it’s too late.

> -- You join the others, all standing at the top of the meteor where you all fought at age thirteen. The sound of bells fills your ears, and you close your eyes.

[uranomancy]

candyapplecarcinogen​:

She smiled at that nickname, eagerly following behind her host with a small clap of excitement. Listen, sometimes it was the joy of doing dumb shit like removing all the moisture from meat that pleased her. She was a simple woman.

So was Rose. “Thanks for coming on such short notice, I know shit’s wild right now.” Turning into the kitchen, “We’re about to hit critical mass and - y’know, I just need a friend here.” And she continues to get the meat out of the... It’s not quite a fridge, it’s more of an interdimentional cube with GREAT isolation. Rose clears her throat, and nods her head. The dehydrate is right on the counter. She pops the top off, and just sets strips of meat neatly along the selves in the device. 

“You’re going to shit yourself when you taste this.”