It’s October! You Know What That Means... 🎃 (via Kxvo)

Deer running from a flying squirrel as caught on a trail camera

I KIND OF JUST REALIZED THAT JESSIE FROM TEAM ROCKET FORMS A FUCKING R WITH HER HAIR AND BODY

WHY DID IT TAKE ME OVER 10 YEARS TO REALIZE THIS

thinking abt how fucked up steam engine boiler explosions can look. theyre just pipes under there

gives me the idea of a ghost/monster engine that looks normal, albeit a bit battered, only to swing their smokebox door open and a myriad of pipes come bursting out like fucked up tentacles

Those people who constantly reblog your stuff but you never really talk:

sketching zutara kisses is my comfort activity

may i share with you the best video on the internet

(might apply only to introverts?)

“Writing, if nothing else, is a bridge between two people, a bridge made of language. And language belongs to all of us. If I enjoy a poem, that just means I am recognizing within it something of myself, something I must already possess. Therefore, to love a poem is to love a part of myself revealed to me by another person…I really believe that writing is the closest thing we have to true magic. Where else, but in words, can we discover each other out of thin air?”

— Ocean Vuong (via poetsandwriters)

So a bit of a laugh here, as the only remedy that worked to sedate my panic earlier this month of having to wait 36 hours on the 12th floor in a 50+ year old hotel through a tornado-prone hurricane at the start of the first vacation I’ve had in several years is: comic relief doodling.

And the one that has been sitting on the backest of back burners has been to showcase one of Rhysand’s greatest and unrivaled abilities. No one has come close to the proficiency and technique this high lord has honed for hundreds of years, the accuracy and precision never faltering, even while simultaneously throwing insults disguised beneath witty retorts, or gate-crashing weddings to keep very important appointments.

Nay, you all may fawn over the wings, the winnowing, the darkness, but I will whip out my foam finger and clap my hands each time a spec of invisible lint is vanquished on the page. ☝️😤

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