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fuck/marry/kill father son holy spirit

That's one guy, you fucking shit

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the batfam as magazine headlines

part 2

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I’ve started playing dnd again and the campaign I’m in has the pitch that we all must be characters from written works. The plot is we got thrown out of our own stories and must find our way back.

I am Hamlet, a warlock who made a pact with his Dad’s ghost (it’s absolutely his Dad’s ghost, he wasn’t tricked at all, ignore the fiend patron type) to get revenge on his Uncle. But this post isn’t about him.

Because our cleric, the one entrusted with keeping the party full of heals, the only person with healing magic, is House MD.

“Wait Iz!” You cry. “House MD is a television show, not written fiction.” You’d be correct. Which is why our cleric House is not from the television show.

He’s from a fan fiction.

It’s as funny as it sounds.

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Mold x calico cats!

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Murdoc is - and i mean this very sincerely and in all love for my rottweiler serial killer mercenary for hire darling - insane in the brain in so many ways and that’s the problem, that’s the wound, the tissue of the issue in the severed leg Murdoc keeps in his basement. 

Murdoc points all his incredible and unfathomable and uncountable neuroses at Mac for no other reasons than that he is fun and challenging and Murdoc also wants to string him up like a cow corpse and make him sing and dance and perhaps bleed, because Murdoc, like a good supportive American, knows only death, sniper and unhealthy romances. 

He does this with such derangedness that you can’t help but love him even if you want to swing him around like a discus and smack him against the floor. He’s like the cat that’s gotten used to running the household, he’s the asshole cat that you keep shooing off the counter top but he still insists on coming back because how dare you do stuff without him, he is the most important thing in your universe, and he needs to know what you’re doing right this second so he can give you permission, even if that includes washing your hair or brushing your teeth, because otherwise he will lounge outside singing the songs of his people which is the dying screams of people he’s killed or the wailing screeches of people Mac has blown up because he likes the look of Mac shellshocked and PTSD ridden, especially when Murdoc is the one to cause that PTSD to manifest.

This metaphor got away from me.

Regardless, the bottom line is that Murdoc is very strange in a very directed way and that directed wat is towards Mac who kindly wishes to be buried beneath ground with a bomb set off if Murdoc even so much as thinks about him. Or, that’s what Mac deludes himself.

Because Mac - also very sincerely and with so much love for my fucked up babygirl, my homeboy, my meow meow - is an adrenaline junky that thrives off danger and saving people by the very skin of his teeth, and doesn’t realize that this is a death wish since his mother died and his father left, and thus wants recognition anyway he can get it. Of course, Mac finds tangling with Murdoc very much a death wish, in which loading a shotgun with the barrel pointing directly into your face is a death wish, or getting into a Lamborghini because you might as well die in style right, but Murdoc lets you know before you get in that he’s cut the brake lines and he’s shoved duct tape over your mouth because your screams are for him only.

And you want that, sincerely, derangedly, because who else could love you if not the man that caused your nightmares and made you afraid of the dark and who drags you as close to the edge of dying by his own hands only to drag you back because he demands that not even death can claim you, Mac is Murdoc’s and Mac shall die when Murdoc says Mac will.

Of course, it could also be because Murdoc has shown that regardless of anything that has happened, that Murdoc wants Mac and perhaps the intrigue of that devotion in the face of everyone leaving him is….toxic and intoxicating, but who can tell.

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Back to Pandaria

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Wrathion and Anduin (Commission!)

This one was so much fun to paint :) thank you a million times over to Sam for being an absolute angel of a client <3

Email silverthegold@gmail.com for commission inquiries ,':)

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I didn't know bucket toothpaste was only a thing here!

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Im 18 now, can we get gay married for funsies :3 your gf can marry you after a week tho dw,,, im not selfish w it

EIGHTEEN? You meek little naive wildflower. Go here:

Learn your blocks

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something they don’t tell you about being autistic is that every character you write WILL end up autistic/autistic-coded whether you like it or not

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Murdoc is - and i mean this very sincerely and in all love for my rottweiler serial killer mercenary for hire darling - insane in the brain in so many ways and that’s the problem, that’s the wound, the tissue of the issue in the severed leg Murdoc keeps in his basement. 

Murdoc points all his incredible and unfathomable and uncountable neuroses at Mac for no other reasons than that he is fun and challenging and Murdoc also wants to string him up like a cow corpse and make him sing and dance and perhaps bleed, because Murdoc, like a good supportive American, knows only death, sniper and unhealthy romances. 

He does this with such derangedness that you can’t help but love him even if you want to swing him around like a discus and smack him against the floor. He’s like the cat that’s gotten used to running the household, he’s the asshole cat that you keep shooing off the counter top but he still insists on coming back because how dare you do stuff without him, he is the most important thing in your universe, and he needs to know what you’re doing right this second so he can give you permission, even if that includes washing your hair or brushing your teeth, because otherwise he will lounge outside singing the songs of his people which is the dying screams of people he’s killed or the wailing screeches of people Mac has blown up because he likes the look of Mac shellshocked and PTSD ridden, especially when Murdoc is the one to cause that PTSD to manifest.

This metaphor got away from me.

Regardless, the bottom line is that Murdoc is very strange in a very directed way and that directed wat is towards Mac who kindly wishes to be buried beneath ground with a bomb set off if Murdoc even so much as thinks about him. Or, that’s what Mac deludes himself.

Because Mac - also very sincerely and with so much love for my fucked up babygirl, my homeboy, my meow meow - is an adrenaline junky that thrives off danger and saving people by the very skin of his teeth, and doesn’t realize that this is a death wish since his mother died and his father left, and thus wants recognition anyway he can get it. Of course, Mac finds tangling with Murdoc very much a death wish, in which loading a shotgun with the barrel pointing directly into your face is a death wish, or getting into a Lamborghini because you might as well die in style right, but Murdoc lets you know before you get in that he’s cut the brake lines and he’s shoved duct tape over your mouth because your screams are for him only.

And you want that, sincerely, derangedly, because who else could love you if not the man that caused your nightmares and made you afraid of the dark and who drags you as close to the edge of dying by his own hands only to drag you back because he demands that not even death can claim you, Mac is Murdoc’s and Mac shall die when Murdoc says Mac will.

Of course, it could also be because Murdoc has shown that regardless of anything that has happened, that Murdoc wants Mac and perhaps the intrigue of that devotion in the face of everyone leaving him is….toxic and intoxicating, but who can tell.

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jonny said gay RIGHTS

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all that's missing from my life rn is an ancient library, a group of pretentious friends to quote shakespeare with & a boy from the said friends group to make out with in the said library

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2 Taurus (me and my dad), and a Leo (mum).

What zodiac signs is your household made up of?

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Liminal Spaces in Witchcraft

First of all, what is a liminal space? A liminal space refers to a place or time that is in a period of transition between two phases. These are usually places where reality feels altered because you are neither moving forward or backward, like a rest stop. The word liminal originates from the Latin word limens, meaning threshold. These places often give off a sense that time stands still and that you are experiencing some sort of reality shift. 

        In magic and witchcraft these spaces are considered to be the boundary between our world and the other, it is known as “the in-between”. These places are considered areas of great magic because it is believed this is where the veil is thin. These places are great for divination, spirit work, meditation and astral travel; they are ideal for hedge witchcraft.

Times & Spaces of Liminality:

crossroads manmade or natural

river, creek or lake shores/ beaches

hallway/corridor/stairwells/landings/doorways

graveyards

dawn, dusk, afternoon, midnight

valleys

forest glades

many more!

      Samhain/Halloween is considered the best time to communicate with spirits and faeries because of its liminality, it is a time of transition between autumn and winter. Irish folklore tells that this is the day faeries and ghosts come out to play because of the veil thinning. The equinoxes and sabbats like Beltane and Imbolc are also days of liminality because the time of day and night are equal (equinoxes) or it is a transition between seasons.  

       Mental states of liminality are also times of spirit communication. While being in a meditative state we are in a state of transition between our concious and sub-concious minds, this is where we sometimes experience astral projection or messages from spirits. People often experience spirit while falling asleep because this is another state of liminality. 

     In my craft I often practice in liminality in order to connect with the faerie realms.

-Moonlight 🌙

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I didn’t want to have to make this post and I hate that I now feel that I have to. As a server owner and someone who’s been trying to make her own content, this has been an incredibly upsetting ordeal. This will be long and I’m sorry. I want to talk about The Hollow.  The Hollow is a witchcraft server, less than a month old. I joined it yesterday. The owners of the server are a former staff member of mine and her boyfriend, who on my staff in a minor position until yesterday. She goes by Kaleigh or K.K and her discord handle is Celtic Daughter. Now let me go further back.  Kaleigh joined my server in February. For those of you unfamiliar with my server, I run an 18+ witchcraft server. Kaleigh claimed to be 18. We didn’t think much of this at first. She was in my server for 6 weeks before she actually turned 18. I was starting a server birthday calendar and asked her about her birthday. She admitted to joining early, saying she had joined a week before, which is untrue.

Please note: she also claims to have waited til her birthday to apply for staff. She joined staff 3 days before her birthday. 

This combined with another incident led to my staff voting unanimously to ban her. What was the other incident? Plagiarism. Kaleigh and I were friends, so she told me that she was starting a witch instagram. She has now deleted her stolen posts, but the account was cropped tumblr posts and other images that did not belong to her. One of my staff members addressed this with her. 

The VERY next day, she had a new post. I don’t still have the image, she did delete the post, but it’s important to mention because it relates to what happened today. 

She first claimed to have written it, which is when I sent the link it was copied and pasted from. Then she claimed to have just forgotten where she got it from. 

She deleted the post. Today, in her new server, she did one of her “Talks with the High Priestess” posting it yet again. 

And when asked about it, claimed that she wrote it. 

Now lets talk about The Hollow itself. I created my server almost a year ago, opening it May 27th. I wrote my rules, made role names for certain things no one else was using, and had members choose witch levels upon entering. Here are some comparison photos from when I entered her server. I only had access to 3 channels and found so much. 

So many little details that made my server mine, just stolen. It’s incredibly upsetting and hurtful.

So why am I writing this? I didn’t want to. She was spoken to several times. I hoped that she would stop stealing content. Apparently that isn’t going to happen. I think the community should be made aware that this girl is blatantly stealing content without shame. Right now it’s me and that Beltane blog post, and I do still have photos of the other posts she stole but this post is long enough as it is. I don’t want anyone else to get hurt by her or stolen from.