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warm baked goods are insane. something so beautiful and almost maddening about absolutely tearing into them when they’re fresh. feeling warm all over after. I really do get vampires for real

ppl in the age of cell phones: fucking up their necks

ppl in the age of books: fucking up their necks

ppl in the age of textile art: fucking up their necks

ppl in the age of picking lice: fucking up their necks

ppl in the age of cooking: fucking up their necks

I made an art blog!

I made a little drawing of Astarion after not having drawn for ages, and remembered i wanted to make an art blog. So here is my blog debut!

When you realise you’ve been rebloging posts to the wrong blog for two days

We have always existed, and we always will.

she beware on my ides till i march

come home my love i have things i want to put in you 🫦

give an audience a canon gay ship and they will be entertained for one season. queerbait them and you entertain them for a lifetime.

i really hate coming out but still want my extended family to know, so my mother took it upon herself to invent the game “guess which one of my kids is gay.”

the rules are simple.

sit down with uncle so-and-so

he says something about gay people in passing

my mom says “there’s a gay person at this table right now. guess which of my kids it is!

he looks frantically between the three of us trying to figure out if she’s joking or not and trying desperately not to offend anyone but also she won’t continue with the conversation unless he makes a guess so he has to make a guess

we all enjoy his discomfort immensely

"youd do numbers on tumblr" girl i am on tumblr and the numbers? 4

it doesn’t matter. you will still have fun baking a distastrous looking bread loaf. you will still have fun painting a technically bad painting. you will get happy brain chemicals dancing like a weirdo. be bad on purpose.