Hello Mr. Gaiman,
When does a religion become a mythology?
When nobody is going to turn up at your door with guns or brands or sticks to object to you not believing in it.
when hayao miyazaki said that true love was two people inspiring each other to live…recognizing just how hard living is, putting one foot in front of the other every day, how easy it is to lose our passion for it…… that’s the real shit
I’ve been thinking about “you can’t pin joy like a moth” all day.
DEFINITELY the time for me to start devouring all my nicest things.
stop what you’re doing right now and watch a 33 year old bat get help with flying
Yeah, I’m going to always reblog Statler.
This might be the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen
It’s like flying a kite that runs on fruit.
enter your tumblr username in the ai pokémon generator:
Cool idea. This was my favorite for mine
Mine looks Hella silly 🥲😅
you betta WERK
oh stunning i'm a coca cola sparkledog
Was very worried to do mine but I like it a lot 😂
I-… I’m beautiful
So it looks like I'd be found in Ruins somewhere or on the climb up a tower for some Legendary Pokemon.
Your church-going, God-worshipping sister adopted a small child and you’re excited to see them. But when you do, the child is a menace. They’re throwing things everywhere, setting furniture on fire with seemingly nothing, chanting in Latin to summon demons, but the weirdest thing is that your sister doesn’t seem to mind.
“You literally adopted the antichrist, Anne. What the fuck.”
“Yeah, I knew when I saw him at the orphanage. I figured if the kid had some decent fucking parenting that we could avoid the whole ‘Revelations’ shite. Nasty business, that.”
George, who’s name has been kindly changed from Damien, approaches his new mother with a huge spider in his hands. It promptly bursts into flames.
“Good job, love. Now go find the rest.” George’s face makes no expression, but his eyes shine when he recieves a pat on the head for his efforts.
As the months go by, George seems to settle down. He adjusts to school, friends, and the positive reinforcement Anne gives him. She encourages the good he does, even though the powers he uses aren’t “good”. When she gets calls from the school, it’s about a rambunctious boy that won’t sit still. Not a destroyer of the world and innocence.
It’s at Christmas dinner, that you let slip your amazement to your mother. How good Anne is for him and how he’s improved a lot. Still summoning hellhounds for games of fetch, though.
“Oh, he’ll forget how to do that when he falls in love the first time,” Your mother laughs, smiling wide.
“How do you know that,” you ask bewildered.
“Because, you did.”
okay so someone please write the story of the family of super-low-key holy warriors who have made it their mission to locate the antichrist in every generation (because when one gets spoiled they try AGAIN) and adopt them and love them into not being the antichrist anymore, thus perpetually delaying the apocalypse
delaying the apocalypse via good parenting I love this
I would love to read this
a comic about my druid character. about loss, truth and change
a comic about becoming
October can’t come soon enough
IT IS AUGUST
This has been in my likes since last year. It is time.
This is the 21st night of September skeleton. He only appears once a year.
“Oh I love roses! I try growing them myself, but they never get very far.”
“Would you like to know the secret to healthy rose bushes,” I asked, knowing that she would not like the answer.
“Do tell!”
Grin. “Blood.”
The customer paused, waiting for me to say that I was kidding. But I wasn’t so it never came. She became nervous.
And before I could explain that blood meal is a common soil fixer and fertilizer, she put her hands up, spun around and said-
“Bye.”
You want to know the secrets to a beautiful garden? You better be prepared for some weird shit.
Well someone felt like being the ominous witch in the small, mysterious shop today.
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…also, tomatoes like blood too.
My interest in plants extends beyond ‘oh look a pretty flower’ and straight into ‘plants are fucking metal.’
Evidently, you’re supposed to plant garlic in the same places as your roses because the garlic will repel a rose-specific aphid.
So what I’m saying is that between the romantic symbolism of the rose, the bloodmeal in the soil, and the fresh garlic all over the place-
You could really set yourself up for an encounter with some VERY pissed vampires.
Roses really love banana skins, too. Just… stick one in there before you plant a rose bush or spronkle around one that’s already in the ground. They’ll adore you.
Mmm… blood banana.
I made tiny ass Home Depot Petunias blossom like magic that they’re nearly overtaking the trellises.
How did I accomplish this?
Once a week I bury a small amount of leftover meat in the soil.
My morning glories loved the crap out of the charred chicken bones I gave them. They’re already an enthusiastic plant, but the blooms I had this year were extraordinary.
And here we see exactly how Little Shop Of Horrors happened.
Anyway, vampires need to stop stealing the blood from my rose garden’s soil mixture. Have planted garlic with no success. It’s mixed with DIRT, for fuck’s sake, VLAD.
My Rude Ass Vampire Neighbors, Don’t Interact
I could not possibly love this more
my heart just broke… this is beyond amazinggggg
I want every singlw one 24 x 36 on my wall
Woooooww
Taraji should have been eartha kitt

























