Name's Gray. He/him, 20s. Artist and fungi enthusiast. An old-ish user who decided to make a new blog for the hell of it.
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I loveee fantasy settings doing magical exhaustion:
burnt out pyromancers emitting steam and smoke
tired cryomancers shivering with visible foggy breath
weary necromancers looking ill and hearing voices
frazzled healers receiving the same cuts, bruises, and injuries of their patients
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I'm as grateful for cellphones as the next person, but sometimes I think about how everyone having a phone on them at all times really did cause us to loose some things as a society. I mean - for example, kids these days will never experience their car breaking down and needing to find the nearest place with a phone they can use. They're never going to have the opportunity to tentatively approach a house only to discover that it's full of queer people having a party hosted by a transvestite to celebrate his creation of a sex homunculus, stay the night, and loose their virginity while unintentionally partaking in cannibalism. It's tragic, that kind of gay sexual awakening just doesn't happen these days because of cellphones.
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John and Dean listening to the police radio.
Salvation/Houses of the Holy
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dude your brave and loyal knight fucking bit me
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its so easy to pander to me in fiction media. show me a guy that for some reason doesnt feel himself to be as human as most others are and i will sit with him for hours
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Yellowstone cutthroat trout (Oncorhynchus clarkii bouvieri)
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China, Xian. The night market in Xian, where dozens of small ‘restaurants’ set up at dusk and clear before morning, 1996, Ian Berry.
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you only love me when we're all alone
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