*barges Through Wall* WHAT'S UP FOLKS I'm Alive And Not Dead And Also Working On A WIP Which Is Also

*barges through wall* WHAT'S UP FOLKS I'm alive and not dead and also working on a WIP which is also alive and not abandoned, Tuned Teeth and Sour Symphonies. Sorry for the radio silence 'tis exam season-

that aside, I give you, Blorbo Bleebus:

He's an antagonist a bastard a bitch and has no redeeming qualities. I love him dearly. Ask me about Blorbo Bleebus? Please?

a rival most vial snippet I’m enjoying as I proofread:

“What’s all this about a commission breakthrough?” Sherry asked Eli. But Eli had his eyes on Ambrose—robes shed, ink cleared off his face, a tiny bounce in his step. The bounce was hardly visible, except for when he passed the glowing crystals lining the walkway. But after Eli noticed it, he couldn’t not stare at him. At his perked ears, then his tapered waist, his long legs…

Eli determined that Ambrose should have scientific breakthroughs more often.

oh, eli.

"what's your favourite music genre" Horrible Histories songs

Reblog with what you would tell your 13-year-old self in the tags.

fireflies lighting up a rural Pennsylvania field at dusk