God Lokius Should Have Been Canon

Reblog to let your followers know that despite your current obsession your previous obsessions still exist and are simply lying dormant until they awaken and strike again

Does anyone else have an inane urge to rewatch the consensus song scene over and over until I have it memorized and can start singing it all the time to annoy people??

now why was grover’s searchers license a green carnation on his lapel. they REALLY need to find pan bc the chemicals in the water are turning the freakin satyrs gay

POV you work or live on whickber street, soho london

the A.Z. Fell & Co bookshop is a money laundering scheme (it is never open and nothing is for sale) and a front for the mob (the main visitor is a guy who wears sunglasses at night and drives a million £ car) and Mr. Fell is a sugar daddy (the sunglasses guy has no job but can afford his lux lifestyle plus he just has that vibe) with ties to the criminal underworld (how do they pay rent without ever selling anything and sometimes people in bespoke white suits come by). there was a violent gang war (a scary horde calling themselves 'the demons' attacked the shop) and Mr. Fell killed all of them (there was screaming and booms) and now the shop is a crime scene (there is a cop inside all the time now) and Mr. Fell is either on the run from the law (he has disappeared) or in prison (sunglasses sugar baby is crying)

I miss Milo chat

Reblog for sample size

Y’all ever just come up with some crazy shit to make drinking more fun?

Like I’ll have some cranberry juice and pretend it’s red wine and I’m a monarch sitting sluttily on an ornately hand carved dark oak throne drinking to sooth my worries and pondering how to get my kingdom out of debt.

I’m holding my warm mug of fresh tea with honey. In my mind I’m an ancient witch sitting inside my greenhouse, watching two frogs hop merrily together outside. I think fondly on the times when I took evening sunlit strolls with a blonde-haired maiden who stole my heart.

I’m drinking a glass of orange juice. After a 16 year journey through space I finally reached the once thought desolate planet, and found it teeming with life. But I knew the nature of mankind, to destroy. I write a false log claiming the planet exponentially uninhabitable, and am taking the knowledge to my grave. I slowly sip on the toxic neon orange poison I found deep in a cavern, waiting patiently for it to consume me. Thoughts of the life, the family I left behind for the advancement of humanity. But now I throw myself in between humanity and a possible golden age, because I know what happens after the golden age.

I drink milk and I’m a c a t and I ✨lick✨

more of the beetlefalls gravityjuice au

“Is it okay if I draw fanart of your fanfic?👉🏼👈🏼”

My brother in Christ we shall have a spring wedding

Puppet Bill Update!

Oh boy is he lookin spooky

Here’s a demo of his movement. I might tweak it a little now and then.

He needs his limbs soon so I’ll have to get on that (he keeps looking at his book should I be worried?)

As always feel free to tag along for more updates!