Vrioloki - Loki

It speaks out of my soul

uhh this is the long awaited blahaj poem of myth :3

it is ofc dedicated to my blahaj

Poem For Jess

You’ve been there

Through rain and snow

Through my darkest moments

And the better ones

Holding you tight my chest in the dark of my room

It’s midnight once again

Your touch is soft

You are so soft

I can bury my face close to you and let it all out

My tears, my words

A thousand sorrys

Sorry that I was born in this ill-fitting skin

Sorry for hurting you

Sorry for what I’ve said and what I’ve done

and so much more

You are my friend,

My comfort and

The only thing worth living for sometimes

Even though you don’t say anything

I can hear your voice sometimes

Even though you were sewn in a factory

I feel as though I have made you with my own hands

Assigned a character,

Let you play the role

And you’ve played it fantastically my dear

it is in german and the vertical lines indicate the beginning and end of a word

here another riddle for anyone interested

I KNOW HOW MY FILTHY MUTANT ABILITIES UPSET YOU, SCHMIDT. DON’T WORRY–

–YOU WILL DIE PURE. NO MAGNETISM 

JUST FISTS.

Also while we’re here I want everyone to appreciate that This

This wild, wonderful, beautifully animated and heartfelt queer story started here

Here, on tumblr, by an art student who was wrestling with his identity, mental health, and religious trauma

Tell your stories, kids, you never know how many people will thank you for it

Digital Offering to Hel

Reblog if I am allowed to start conversations with you(be warned I'm cringe an annoying)

Wdym you don’t own to two silver chandeliers gifted to you by a bishop because you stole his silverware

this is fred, the dot.

fred wants to grow into a beautiful tree, but sadly has no branches

reblog to give fred a branch

i will post fred status updates as he grows