I hope July is kind to you. And I hope that this July, you are kind to yourself.
blood is basically the most normal thing for a sword to hunger for. if a sword gained sentience and started asking me for blood i'd be like yeah i thought you might say that
Im just looking respectfully at his hands
to be perfectly honest. i don't care if it is cheesy or cliched or idealistic. i like stories where the core of it is about kindness, the warmth we can offer others and the gentleness we receive in return. maybe the moral of the story IS love triumphs. it better fucking be
no one’s ever gonna really truly get you but that’s okay because you get you and you get to have this secret magical world that is entirely your own in the expanse of your imagination
*crouches to go into stealth*
the cracking of my knees alerts the guards, I am immediately killed
it's strooping absolute wafel
ALT
girl help i can't stop seeing patterns in life and the interconnectedness of everything