Can You Draw. Theo.please

i'm trying to prove a point to my mom

reblog if you love killing and eating innocent civilians

This is making me cry

Hmmmm hm. Okay. Worldbuilding/story idea.

One million years after humanity disappears, octopi and ravens have independently developed sapience. And one day an octopus child and an elder raven meet at the edge of the ocean.

Where is your mother and father? asks the raven. I have no mother or father, says the octopus, blushing pale. All octopi are children. Once we’re grown, we will mate and we will die. It is the first and the last thing our mothers tell us.

But that’s horrible, says the raven. It’s not all bad, says the octopus. We play, we hunt, we make games for ourselves in the deep. Yes, but who remembers your songs? the raven says. Who passes down your stories?

What is a story? the octopus asks.

And the raven thinks about this question. And finally it says: A story is how you remember things in the past. It is how you know where you come from, and what happened before you were born. A story can be a warning, or it can be advice, or it can be a silly joke told to make you feel good. Someone remembers the story and tells it to the next generation, who remember the story and tells it to the generation after them.

And the octopus thinks about this answer. And finally it says: Can you tell me a story?

And the raven tells the octopus a story. And it’s a good story. And the next day the octopus returns and asks for another. The next day it brings its octopus friends, and the raven brings its raven friends, and many stories are shared on the edge of the ocean.

Months later, the octopus returns to the raven. I am grown, it says. I am returning to the sea to find a mate and lay my brood. I will not be coming back. I’m sorry.

I will miss your company, says the raven.

I have one thing to ask you, says the octopus. In time my children will come to the edge of the ocean. I would like you to tell them a story I have made. And when they have stories of their own, I would like your children to remember them and pass them down to my children’s children.

Of course, says the raven. What is your story about?

And the octopus thinks, and says: It is about an octopus child and an elder raven who meet at the edge of the ocean.

And this story has been passed down to this day.

please picture with me Chip being able to remove his skeletal and decaying limbs and still have full control over them and, not wanting Jay to be completely on her own when she leaves the black sea, sends with her a hand, and an ear, so that they can have some semblance of communication, much to her dismay and very very slight endearment cause he means well but also gross.

exhausted wretched and achingggg 🎉🎉

Congratulations, youre body has taken on a new form! Spin this wheel three times. These words describe your new body

seeing people getting a particularly insane chapter three as their first vessel is always so funny to me. because there are so many ways that could have gone, and somehow, on your first run, you ended up seeing that.

first impressions to slay the princess can range from “welcome to my indie game, let’s free a little fairytale darling” to “welcome to my indie game. let’s kill god.”

Im gonna be real i haven't seen wonderlust this is it right

I still get excited when my friends refer to me as their friend

"My friend said" "this is my friend" "they're my friend"

Im freaking out inside every time

Wonderlust core (I fear it’s mostly yort)