#'you're poisoning the kid!'

[ndostairlyrium]

They found him wandering in Minrathous (he refused to ask the locals for help because of fucking course he knows how to read a map how dare you!) and they had to bring him in. He can be found mapping the Crossroads because the place really lacks fortification -_- silly Fade! Rylen come get your boy, he's muttering about watchtowers again

I miss this man dearly

[rosehipsister]

redesigned 3 out of 4 masks because merch versions were ridiculous

meet my new absolutely original characters kobra cat, jet skull, gun fool and… wait that's just party poison

[bewildereye]

yeah I'm all but certain this has been done before but uh...behold. The Lesbian Princess Bride doodle dump. It's a good movie for screenshot studies.

I think her name should be Rose. To match Buttercup, and roses and pretty universal symbols of love.

[friendship-switchblades]

something i am absolutely certain is on the cutting room floor

FOUND THIS SKETCH FROM LAST SUMMER IN MY DRAFTS!!! anyway i'm right.

[scarecrowdrugs]

Finally watched Repo! after having listened to the sountrack for an entire decade and like.....I really wouldn't call it a good movie but I think it would've altered my entire brain chemistry if I had watched it in high school

[jjsanguine]

Kazuki: we should have told her to POUND SAND

Rei: in front of Miri?

Me: character development on the part of Rei that he knows in front of the child isn't the place to have a custody dispute but I agree with Kazuki and wouldn't have said it so politely

[delicatebluebirdruins]

Lockwood & Co season 2

Picture this: We open at the corner shop a newspaper article about one of Lockwood & Co's cases (personal favourite Mrs Barrets tomb just for the how high did you three jump? and the amount of times it gets referenced in the books) and their new found popularity. George comes into frame and adds it to his basket. Cut to Portland Row and the Skull pulses with light unnoticed as Lockwood and Lucy set the table for a celebratory breakfast (I want the season to be bookended by the true celebratory breakfast and the angsty one at the end where Lucy is all withdrawn and annouces she's leaving). They watch the news and their case get brought up again with huge grins and then they get the call for the Lavender Lodge case whilst one takes the call, the Skull starts speaking "death is in life, lifes in death" amongst some mocking teasing Lucy and the guys for missing him. The call is finished they do the debrief and research (I'd imagine it being booked for next week? month not sure yet but time between the Skull's recovery and the case... maybe the run up to the case?)

They bring the skull along and it plays out as we expect with a few less ghosts (as you know we have a budget here) great soundtrack of course.

[beneathsilverstars]

If skipping your meds for a day or two doesn't give you horrible side effects or withdrawal, you can skip them and THEN take psychedelics, so that the antidepressants don't interfere

That's what I do, I skip my SNRI(thought it is short-lived) and my antipsychotics the day of and everything is Gucci

last month i tried skipping my mirtazapine for THREE days before doing LSD and even then it only did like. more than nothing but less than three hits of weed. it was so fucking tragic 😩

if i knew exactly how long i'd have to be off it i might try again, but i don't wanna like, go five days without meds, arrange my whole weekend to make time, etc, and have it still not work... it's hard to eat off of my meds so that's a lot of effort for something that still might not work. like you'd think five days would be enough but i also thought three days would be enough!

[thelindenpapers]

Reminder:

Transphobia hurts all women, including cis women.

Statistics show that harassment and violence against cis women have increased ever since transphobes started to intensify discrimination against our trans sisters, trans brothers, and trans siblings...

This is because, as people have been encouraged to police and persecute trans folk, it has increased the ways in which people police the bodies, rights, and behaviors of women, and to demonize femininity, across the board.

Look it up.

Little cis girls have been harassed on sports fields, in schools, and on playgrounds for being tomboys and "appearing" to be trans; and some cis women have even been murdered on the mere suspicion of being trans.

The solution is NOT to be even more transphobic and find "better" ways to discriminate. 🙄 That is TRASH.

The solution is to stand firmly against the sexism that stands at the ROOT of homophobia, transphobia, and queerphobia to begin with; by standing against transphobia and discrimination against trans people.

The gender binary isn't real, bioesentiallism blows (not in the good way), and patriarchal structures are not worth defending.

Let people be whatever hue and color and texture of gender they are, stop policing them about it!

[korrasamibottles]

Wrote something extremely bitchy in my mind describing in great detail exactly how viciously and viscerally I hate christmas (lowercase) and why, but I chose peace today and didn't post it. Just a shitty little gift from me to you.

[girlwiththegreenhat]

if i catch anyone romanticizing rural life i will beat you to death with my hooves it FUCKING SUCKS here

[novelconcepts]

💙 For taivan

💙 drunken kiss / tipsy

Out here, the line between drunk and poisoned is deliriously thin. Taissa knew this before Mari's late-summer berry concoction graced her lips. Knew how things went the last time they'd all been wasted on some such juice--though, back then, mushrooms had made for a toxic bedfellow. Now, it's just berries, and heat, and time. Still unhealthy, but they are living the definition of make your own fun, and they're all occasionally weak for a drink.

Or many drinks.

Drinks, and starlight, and trees. They rustle, giving the impression of theater-grade surround-sound, and the world seems to rotate under her. She blinks her eyes, letting the light from the sky and the dark from everywhere else meld and twist and dance. Shadow. Star. The spaces between, where it's just her heartbeat, and Van's skin, and the cool breeze of late evening. She lets it envelope her every sense, her fingers tracing restless patterns down Van's back.

The line between drunk and poisoned is so thin, she can almost see it shimmer in the air. It dances like an oil slick, coiling around Van's scars, the ragged length of her hair, the freckles skimming up her arms. If Taissa narrows her eyes just right, she imagines that slick coiling serpentine around Van's frame. Imagines it stretching hungry tendrils out toward her own, coaxing her closer. There's a bind between them, she imagines--and more than imagines. Knows.

It's the other part of her, and it's the so-called wine, and it's the cavern in her chest where guilt used to reside. More than all of this, it's Van. The heat of her smile, no longer so gentle or so careless, presses into Taissa's cheek. Into her neck. Into her mouth, which opens instinctively to offer access. It's a messy kiss, and it holds nothing back, and even with her eyes shut, she can see that binding coiling ever-tighter. Every trace of Van's tongue, every nip of her teeth, every humidity-curled lock of her hair between Taissa's fingers sings of that connection.

She's drunk, and maybe a little bit sick, and maybe a little bit broken--but whatever she is, Van's right there with her. Van, who arches and rolls in the grass, tremulous lines of color seeming to skim off of her. She remembers this from before, from last year: the art of mushrooms in her system, of wine, of desperate despair. It's different now. It's coming from within now.

It's in Van's kiss, and threaded through the heady trace of her hands, and coiled in the steady center of her frame where her heart pounds on against the wishes of probability. Taissa kisses her harder, inhaling the breath from her lungs in greedy gasps. Drunk, yes. Poisoned, maybe. But alive. Alive, and bound, and beautiful.

Drunk. Alive. In love.

Out here, it makes one continuous, ravenous rainbow.

[tidal-chaos]

the online system community sucks so bad lmao

[xluxsolarisx]

WHAT??? you-?? hUH? ...you're so powerful

i'm an adult living alone for the first time ever with poor impulse control and a massive sweet and savory tooth. this was fated by the stars to happen i think. i'm like if sisyphus actively chose to roll the boulder up and down because he thought it looked nice tumbling down. so nice that maybe it would be worth the work it would take to get it up back up there so he could do it again. well. this isn't like that at all but you understand.

[outeremissary]

I always think I never had any particular interest in albums rather than individual songs (product of iTunes), but when I go back to relisten to stuff I remember from childhood I think that's maybe not true. I was always picking up music as individual 99 cent songs after hearing something on the radio, but my parents bought things as albums (like normal adults) and there were a lot of artists they enjoyed who I listened to as albums. Especially artists where they only had the one album for a given artist. Anyway today I'm remembering how obsessed I was with We Are the Night by The Chemical Brothers in middle school.

[odysseys-blood]

its so stupid to me when someone goes up to somebody (recently in the inboxes of palestinians doing their damndest to share information about whats going on with the genocide of their own people and some of yall still cant take being spoon fed this as if its the worst thing to happen to you to just pay attention (but it happens also after any catastrophe yall just rock up to anyone you judge an affected minority be it someone of another race, culture, gender, sexuality w/e)) and you ask "well who should i vote for"

thats your choice

when you turned 18 in the us of a you gained the right to choose whoever the hell you want on the ballot for president. nobody can make you vote for somebody or withold it. you make that decision. you should be able to think for yourself. do some research and stop talking out of your ass because that is literally the least you could do.

and also you shouldn't be going to someone (especially someone who this is of he least concern of) and go "well what do you think i think i have to vote for x because *despite every atrocity they've ever comitted* theyre still better than the other guy!" because what do you want? forgiveness? you made a choice. you also just told somebody that this choice WILL AFFECT that it was the only choice available to you (even though it wasnt). and then act like they should be grateful. like you're doing them a favor.