Why Can't They? It Doesn't Mean Anything Bad, Does It?

@idraw-sometimes I couldn't help but think of you :)

I have come to disturb your scrolling with this thing

Enjoy :) <3

I don't think Marlo gets tired of your questions. Tbh though, that's me too, just the last part though

(I hate college classes)

I think my academic advisor is losing patience with all my questions but unfortunately if I don't receive clear, concise, comprehensible, instructions with no room for error I will in fact tie myself to a railroad track

It's awful bc actual conversations are awful and everything is awkward

May or may not be letting the delusion get to me and writing my first fic. Why must dialogue be so awful?

I'm going to sleep, any recommendations for some good dreams?

A Faceless person sits at the table in the center of the room. They are shuffling cards, waiting for you to take your seat. They hum as they deal the hands. You are playing Go Fish. 

As you play, you and the Faceless being speak of many things. You speak of knowledge of the near future, approaching events, some fortuitous and many most bleak. The conversation turns to talk of a greater event, the darkest hour yet to come. 

The Faceless one comments this: ‘There are many beasts and horsemen in my stables. I have yet to decide which to unleash.’ 

You watch as features bubble up beneath the Faceless skin–the beginnings of a nose, lips, eyelids, a face protruding from a once smooth expanse. No longer Faceless, the devil stands up, shakes your hand, and makes to leave. It pauses just once, to call back into the room. ‘The cards are a gift.’

You look at the cards and they have changed. They are black, large, inscribed in a language you do not read but which the cards read to you. When the cards start speaking to you, you put them away in their box. Already too many things are unleashed in the world.

Tonight, you spoke with the devil. 

The devil looked a lot like you. 

me when the devastating fanfic I chose to read is actually devastating

Me: You know how when you were a kid and you’d wish that you’d get sick or injured in a way that would justify why you didn’t live up to your potential?

Everybody, apparently: No?

for some reason people really love my luna and celestia designs so i drew them again with some little changes :-) yay!

she doesnt know how to dance btw