Sunnyalmighty - ☆*:.｡SUNNY ALMIGHTY!!｡.:*☆

i love wearing boxer briefs like yea i got a Big Cock that i sling around. don’t be jealous

reblogging to share w my mutuals and whatever wayward soul stumbles upon this beauty <33

The Rain Stick

by Seamus Heaney

Up-end the stick and what happens next is a music that you never would have known to listen for. In a cactus stalk

Downpour, sluice-rush, spillage and backwash come flowing through. You stand there like a pipe being played by water, you shake it again lightly

and diminuendo runs through all its scales like a gutter stopping trickling. And now here comes a sprinkle of drops out of the freshened leaves,

Then subtle little wets off grass and daisies; the glitter-drizzle, almost-breaths of air. up-end the stick again. What happens next

is undiminished for having happened once, twice, ten, and thousand times before. who cares if all the music that transpires

is the fall of grit or dry seeds through a cactus? You are like a rich man entering heaven through the ear of a raindrop. Listen now again.  

x

😭😭😭

lore mode

Will recreate this VERBATIM with my own body. This has made it on my bucket list 😈😈😈😈😈

I want every stained glass window artisan to either:

Cower in fear at the thought of my body slamming into their work of art and perfectly portraying the figure on it with a comical expression

OR 🤭🤭

sob literal tears of joy at the miracle of how the window did not shatter into a million pieces at the sheer force of my body’s impact and at the beauty of how life imitates art 🖼️ 🎨 🖌️ 💕💕

visual gag where someone is thrown against a stained glass window and lands in the exact same pose as the holy figure depicted on it

YES HOW DID YOU PERFECTLY SUM IT UP LIKE THAT?!?!? 😨😨😨😨

i’m shocked this is exactly what happens to me too damn much

not hearing sections of a convo and then answering to topics that have already passed MINUTES after they’ve changed the topic…

too real….a chill goes down my spine at the very thought… 😭😭😨😨😨

does anyone else feel like talking verbally is a quicktime event and you’re constantly missing the button cues

Yk as someone who got into Tumblr and left it almost 4 years ago now and finally refound my love for this crazy website. Finding you still here is like an adventurer coming back after years of travel and seeing the tavern keep from his old town still works there and you sit down to take a sip of one of your wild magical drinks

I'd refer to myself as an old wrinkly wizard, one who might've lost his apprentice in a cave filled with fucked up hell-spiders and now drinks his sorrows away, night after night in the old tavern. Or maybe a hot dragon with a huge cock.

reblog if u a lil dead rn

reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something