I ♥️ when old men kiss

Time for a new long post. A group of some of my favorites I’ve done in 2024 already.

A man and his beloved caring wife :)

me every day without fail: I'll do [chore] when I get home

me when I get home:

STOP!!! being in other countries. I wanna! Hang out >:(

Sad that she is gone now. But then again, what is magic for...

Especially when it's the power of the entire universe

I feel like everyone should see this seal we saw in ireland

So we all know that Tumblr is US-centric. But to what degree? (and can we skew the results of this poll by posting it at a time where they should be asleep?)

Reblog to increase sample size!

LoK is about defiance, it is about hope, about propaganda, about love, memory collective and personal, about physics of time, guilt, anger, controlling your anger, knowledge, critical thinking, religion, ecstasy, parasitism, gods, false gods, a real god whom you re-invent, it's about resilience, the pain of re-birth, the falsehood of that pain, the joy of casting aside your past self, the choice of renouncing your past self, re-invention, adaptability, depression and going on anyway, love that near breaks the world, mistakes that almost undo you, hurting to save, self-sacrificing to love, trust, breaking of trust, re-building of trust, listening, not listening, truth that perseveres, torture, overcoming torture, never overcoming torture, being invincible, being vulnerable to what makes you invincible, shattering your soul and loving the shards, passing on the torch, welcoming in the heart of mystery, anticipating despite everything, embracing at the first meeting, rejecting at the first glance.

You're a tool. You're a cutting sword. You choose to be a cutting sword, you reject being a cutting sword, you choose it again. You throw aside your sword. You are yanked around by your sword. Your sword is your heart is your soul is your doom is your world. You are the soul of the world.

Me, vibrating at a frequency enough to shatter glass: I'm so normal about this :DDDDDD

Moebius: *sneezes*

Kain, hiding in the vents to sneak into the stronghold: Bless you.

Moebius: God??

the funniest bloodline in Nosgoth

Some people @janosxvorador showed some interest in my headcanon so uh here it is grandpa has tattoos :)

(⬆️ of course they have matching tattoos)

> fight the Amanecida of the golden blades

> realize how tall she is

> fucking die