#i swear if you could harness the power of joss whedon’s sass you could power stark tower for a year
"I think I might actually like the string bass in my section."
Her mouth is a cathedral.
You go there to confess your sins
and have them forgiven.
Her thighs are the altar
where you worship her.
Her hips are holy.
When you touch them
you feel cleansed
and full of fire, simultaneously.
She is a goddess.
She is terrifying.
With hands like silk and sandpaper.
She is the place you go to sin.
She is the place you go to repent.
Someone should have told you
not to love this way.
You cannot love people like they
don’t make their own mistakes.
Some people do not want to be worshipped.
Some people do not want to
Some people do not want
to be the place you go to find God.
I hope one day
somebody loves you
that they see violets
in the bags under your eyes,
sunsets in the downward arch
of your lips,
that they recognize you
as something green,
something fresh and still growing,
even if sometimes
you are growing sideways,
that they do not waste their time
trying to fix you.
Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.
|—||unknown (via bethearts)|
I will wake up at three AM
And I will roll over
Into your arms.
You will rub my back
Until I fall back to sleep.
I will wait for that.
I said I wouldn’t do any Night Vale fanart. Let’s be honest, we all knew that was a big fat ol’ lie. It’s been so long since I drew anything I felt proud of — hey, I’ll take it.
I love every interpretation of our host Cecil Baldwin and the other Night Vale regulars that I’ve seen so far, and more than that, I love that the invitation to interpret is totally open. I love that they’re all a little (or wildly) different. I love that, with no prompting, the fandom has given Cecil a third eye and sentient tattoos. I love how unapologetically weird the whole thing is.
I saw someone’s fancast for Cecil was Danny Pudi, and it felt so right. What’s he drinking? You know it ain’t coffee.
I didn’t watermark this, so please be cool and don’t post this without credit. I appreciate it!
Danny Pudi as Cecil would be amazing. Sheesh.