garbage elk. it is shaking. its back is covered in candles which flicker ominously.
I know, I know, I should be working on my comic. But Whimbrel showed me a fursona generator. Or at least, it calls itself a fursona generator. Everything that comes out of it feels like some kind of strange and powerful deity.
I’m going to call him Candleback, He is the Shadow of discarded dreams. Every time you give up on an ambition, he knows. He remembers. And he will remember your dreams long after you are gone.
His favorite color is fuchsia.
Tumblr recommended this to me and I thought “yes how appropriate”
So in the unlikely even that I propose to my girlfriend, I’ve found the perfect ring:
Yup, totally going to propose with the Moon-and-Star, because I am a giant Elder Scrolls nerd.
careful, she’ll die if she’s not actually Nerevar reborn
>dating someone that isn’t Nerevar Reborn
Why would you do that?
reblog if you ARE PANSEXUAL, support PANSEXUALS, or are a TINY SLUG who BREATHES FIRE
psst block #blps blarging to opt out of your borderlands the pre-sequel blogging experience
COWARDLY LOADERS OH NO MY HEART.
They fold up and shake.
COME TO BARA CYBORG DAD
I WILL PROTECT YOU