#//alright

[skxrbrand]

It had been pure happenstance. Happenstance and no small amount of hatred.

Whatever his feelings towards the Exile, Kha’xanzyr was able to see a small picture as well as a big one. He understood the only good enemy was a dead one. And when his Blood Host, newly summoned from the gore and viscera of a recently slaughtered town, crossed paths with a herd of beastmen stinking of the Monochrome ones, there had been no thoughts, only violence.

They were more numerous, but Kha'xanzyr had faith in his warriors, who charged into battle with the murderous zeal that only Khornate daemons brought to a war. The ground shook, the brays of the beastkin mixed with the roars and hollers of hungry Bloodletters and as they grew closer, the Architect could see that no normal Beastmen were these. The stench of Malal was thick about them and their features were shaped oddly. Black claws, patches of thick scale, skull-like faces.

These were Malgors.

And at their rear lay their leader, a brawny creature with a head like a Hyena and a grinning, drooling countenance to match. Kha’xanzyr snarled at what appeared to be cowardice, but it was no such thing. The creature and it’s personal guard were standing sentinel over someone, escorting them quite against their will, somewhere. And from the color of their garb, the Bloodthirster could see it was a fellow Khornate.

So, just before the front lines crashed against each other, he took the sky and flew over the skein of bodies to investigate and behead the enemy. With just a few great flaps of his wings, he was before the Hyena Wargor, dropping before her with all the force and ferocity of a meteor. Kha’xanzyr sniffed, ignoring the cackle of the Matriarch and her daughters, soon to be dead to his axe. He did not recognize the warrior, but his garb...

The Bestigors came forward. Kha’xanzyr grinned, brandishing his axe. Investigation would have to wait.

[smilenetwork]

Shadow after he runs over sonic for the 20th time

[winnie-daze]

Redraw of the twins I Stan

[hotcinnamonsunset]

The Tiger (from the poem by Nael, age 6)🐅

[inkskinned]

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

two hours later my girl and i are eating dinner on a patio, soaking in the last warmth of new england sun before the chill of winter sets in. we are giggling and trying to talk through plastic vampire teeth. at another table, i see a young woman sit up straighter. i watch her watch us. she blushes and takes her partner's hand from across the table. shy, like the taste of evening has just become something deeper.

it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.

[qvert]

[gumy-shark]

made a beautiful google slides infographic in 60 seconds on why u should Fucking Vote

[eggsdoodz]

bye bye 2024

[that-butch-archivist]

"Dyke March 1994" by Morgan Gwenwald

source: The Wild Good: Lesbian Photographs & Writings on Love, edited by Beatrix Gates

[dxkjf]

Elita please he's trying his best :[

[pillowspace]

GIRLY JUST FOUND OUT ABOUT CYERCE ELEGANS

If Cyerce nigricans is a butterfly, then this is a fairy... Cyerce nigricans for comparison:

[a-tian]

I don’t want to find out about world events anymore

[xsimbaaa]

This scene makes me feral…

The watch, the jaw, the wrist flick, the VEST….🤤

[koobiie]

A lone swordsman stands in the chamber. He seems... quite lost.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Dog Meshi.