Hi there! I'm Teresa. She/her, older than 20, English major. Consider this blog 18+ just to be safe. I reblog fanfic and leave comments on sideblogs but follow from this mainblog, so if you see me follow you but never interact that's why. I'm also lunarlegend11 on AO3 and FFnet. One of these days I'll actually write something worth posting. My avatar is by @KYO-CHANS here on Tumblr, used with permission. The Bubble Beast is an inside joke, not a reference to anything.
Humans are 1000x more sensitive to the smell of petrichor (that smell you get with rain) than sharks are to blood, to no apparent evolutionary advantage. You’re privileged to be a part of the first welcoming committee to meet our new Non-Human arrivals in person. They smell like petrichor.
An oracle who relays messages they don’t understand, to people whom they don’t know, through graffiti. Most of it seems like completely random nonsense, in completely random places, but whatever compels them to write this instruction in this exact place ensures that whoever needs to see it will see it at just the right time, and make the right choice.
Not knowing the question, only the answer, the oracle frequently feels compelled to write these messages, such as “turn left”, “no”, “the greener one”, “it’s in his shoe”, “garlic bread”, or “the dog knows”, to random things and places like on a trash can, on the bottom of a park bench, on a post-it note in the bathroom of a coffee shop. The oracle doesn’t know that these messages sometimes solve matters of life and death.
And at one point while on a walk, passing under a bridge, the oracle feels compelled to write, “stop searching for these. You will not find me this way.” And then, on the complete opposite side of the city, they see a bicycle, can sense that this is a place for a message, but this time one isn’t dictated - they can freely choose what to write. And this time, they vaguely know whom it’s for. So the Oracle leaves a message.
@transgenderlation-state The illusion actually doesn’t have anything to do with the arrows! There’s a very thin band of different colors around the inner and outer edge of each disk. By altering the position and order of those colors, they can fool your eye into thinking it’s seeing the afterimage of a circle, moving in whatever direction they like.
btw. your search for the most morally upright and ethical piece of media that has the most correct “representation” will destroy your ability to find the most profound and beautiful and human of stories. and may even destroy the stories themselves before they are created. if you even care.
Your roommate is so bad at pretending to be a human, you’ve started to just automatically back him up in public. Tonight he tells you how nice it is to know the only other alien in the city, and you have to break the bad news
Just realized that the reason I love making friends on tumblr is because it’s exactly how you make friends on the playground as a six year old. No, I don’t know their name but they love mermaids too and built this awesome sand castle. No, I don’t know their age but their imaginary cheetah is friends with mine. You like this show? You like this character?? You can sing the theme song really loud??? Here is a flower crown. Here is a juice box. You can share my time and I might never see you again but part of you stays in my soul forever. In my mind we’re still on the swing set and the sky is blue and nothing will ever be wrong again.
i know unicorns are usually silver or lavender with those skinny horse legs built for running but id like to see more unicorns with natural colouration built like tanks like these beasts
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we need like a scale of unicorn. on one end you have amalthea last unicorn who is the peak of elegant otherworldly unicorns with silver and lavender colours. we need the opposite of that. we need a unicorn who looks like the horse version of a trucker
Text: Emotions are easily distilled with magic. I regularly order gin tonic spiked with unrequited love, a tremulous taste, so good it hurts, and wonder who the bartender is suffering so greatly over.
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