#cici is losing it

[wolfytae-exe]

okay i got impatient and opened up clarity LMAO

HERES WHAT I GOT

i won’t lie to y’all i gotta hold this signed hyuka card with gloves cause it’s signed in sharpie. idk why i thought it would be a printed signature like bro fr signed it with his own hands and time good BYE i own something the man touched. true fan behavior on my part LMAO

ALSO TWO TYUNS??? TAEHYUN FOR THE LESBIANS FR LIKE 💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽 AND SOOBINSHSJWJ I OPENED GRAVITY YESTERDAY (i’ll post my findings) AND PULLED BINNIE AND GOT BEOMGYU JSJEKSWKJE I JUST NEED ONE BEOMGYU PHOTOCARD SND THATS IT

BRO NOT TO MENTION I HAVE MELANCHOLY COMING IN SUNDAY WHICH IS ALSO SIGNED LIKE WHO TF DO I THINK I AM LMAO BUT BEST KNOW IF I GET BEOMGYU IM RUNNING ON MY CEILING👹

[wolfytae-exe]

bro what the fuck? what’s with anons being pricks to my moots?

lol what

[hanalyrata]

Devoured by Shadows, We cling to the light - Swiss/Dewdrop - Chapter 1/3

Fandom: Ghost Pairing: Hinted SwissDew

Warnings: Blood

Chapter: 1/3

[AO3 Link] - This work is too long, read on AO3 for seamless reading.

Summary: A ritual gone wrong has another entity possessing Swiss. Dew finds himself in his path.

It was quiet, eerily quiet. The dim lights of the Ministry's hallsways flickered ominously, casting elongated shadows along the cold stone walls. The creaks of worn wood, the scuttle of rats almost felt too loud. Their ritual had ended hours ago, the echoes long dissipating into a silence that felt restless and Dewdrop found himself lingering on a balcony, the fading embers of a cigarette dying between his fingertips as he exhaled a stream of smoke. It curled into the chill night air, a refreshing sensation against his warm skin. It was rare to find a moment of solitude amongst the harmonic buzz of the Ministry, and yet, something felt wrong. The air felt charged somehow, humming with an unnatural energy that prickled at Dew's senses. He turned abruptly, scanning the emptiness behind him and whilst the shadows danced, they were empty. The fire ghoul chuckled to himself, leaning back against the wooden rails behind him, "Paranoid, are we?" he mumbled to himself. And then the sound came, making his ears twitch at the noise: Footsteps, followed by a sharp screeching noise. Slow, deliberate in their weight, the heavy treat echoing off the walls of the hall. Dewdrop straightened, squinting at the dimness, his brow furrowing as a figure emerged from the dark. At first, Dew felt a wave of relief, though it quickly gave way to dread. It was Swiss, but the way he moved looked wrong. His movements were stiff, almost mechanical as he approached and the usual lopsided grin that graced his lips was absent. The multi's dark eyes glinted in the low light, though void of their familiar warmth. Dew's eyes dropped to the object being dragged unceremoniously behind him. A sword. One ornate, tarnished and clearly pulled from one of the many suits of armour that lined the halls of the ministry. It glinted in the moonlight that filtered through from the balcony and Dewdrop swallowed roughly, "Swiss?" Dew called out, his voice a tentative rumble, "What are you doing?" Swiss didn't respond as he moved closer, the grip on the blade in his hand tightening and Dew's stomach dropped as he caught the absence in Swiss' face. Emotionless, like a marionette pulled by unseen strings,

"Swiss, come on, you're scaring me. This isn't funny." Still no response. Swiss raised the sword. Dew barely ducked in time. The blade sliced through the air where his head had been moments before, crashing into the stone wall beside him with a deafening clang. Dew stumbled as he ran beneath Swiss' arm, his heart hammering in his chest. "Swiss! Stop!" Dew's voice wavered as he called out, unsure. But Swiss was already lunging. The blade whistled through the air, narrowly missing Dew’s shoulder as he ducked and stumbled backward. Panic surged through him. Swiss was fast—faster than he’d ever seen him move—and unrelenting. The strikes came one after another and the sharp clang of the sword against the stone walls rang in Dew’s ears as he narrowly avoided each blow. "Swiss, snap out of it! Whatever has you isn't you!" But Swiss was already coming at him again, the sword arcing in a deadly swing. This time, it grazed Dew’s face, slicing through a lock of his hair. The severed strands fell to the ground as Dew pressed a hand to his cheek, feeling the warm trickle of blood. "Shit!" Dew darted down the corridor, his boots skidding against the stone as he tried to put distance between them. He knew that he could use his element if needed, but it was volatile, unpracticed. Swiss followed, his movements unnaturally quick. He swung the sword again, the blade whistling through the air, slicing through the shoulder of Dew's jacket, just deep enough to draw blood and Dew stumbled, finding himself cornered. There was nowhere left to run. Swiss loomed over him, the tip of the sword catching the dim light as it hovered inches from Dew’s throat. “Swiss,” Dew said, his voice trembling. He raised his hands slowly, palms out in surrender, “I know you’re in there. I don’t know what’s got hold of you, but this isn’t you. You’re stronger than this. Fight it.” For a moment, Swiss hesitated. The blade trembled in his hands, and a flicker of something—recognition?—crossed his face. But it was fleeting. His head jerked violently, as though yanked by invisible strings, and a guttural snarl tore from his throat. Swiss lunged, the blade slicing through the air and Dewdrop closed his eyes. He couldn't move. Instead, Swiss froze, his entire body trembling. His grip on the sword faltered and he dropped to his knees, clutching his head as though trying to rip something out of his own mind. The sword clattered to the ground beside him. Dewdrop didn’t waste a second. The moment the blade hit the stone floor, he scrambled to his feet, his body screaming in protest. His cheek throbbed, blood dripping steadily, and his shoulder burned where the blade had grazed him earlier. He pushed through the pain, his focus on Swiss, who was still on his knees, shuddering violently. “Swiss!” Dew shouted, his voice raw. “Whatever’s got you, fight it!" For a moment, Dewdrop thought he might be breaking free. But then Swiss’s movements stilled, his breathing heavy and erratic as his head slowly lifted. His eyes snapped open. They weren’t Swiss’s eyes anymore. The void stared back at Dew, dark and endless, as Swiss rose to his feet with an unnatural fluidity. His hands twitched at his sides, and Dew’s stomach dropped as the sword jerked off the ground on its own, flying back into Swiss’s outstretched hand. “Shit,” Dew muttered, backing away as Swiss advanced. “Why do you run, little flame?” The voice that came from Swiss’s lips wasn’t his own. It was deep, distorted, like a chorus of voices layered atop one another. Dewdrop paused, taking a deep breath as he lifted his hand. His hand ignited with a flick of his fingers, a flame sparking to life in his palm, "Give him back." his voice came firm despite the panic that was overtaking him, the flame burned brighter, flickering reflections in his eyes, "I won't ask again."

[Continued on AO3]

[orgonongurlz]

cici 'chip' whistler!!

(finally made a full piece with my genderbent chip design :])

have a few more messy doodles of her under keep reading!!

arghh whiteboard doodles from january with my boyfirwnd

i wouldve added some old old art of her from late july of last year but god it does not look... great

[toasty-self-shipping]

you guys get my vision right

[perfektblau]

i didn't lift for weeks and I lost a lot of muscle I worked hard for. curse this estrogened body.

[melissa-titanium]

GOD therseomuch shit to do i thought id have time today to DO stuff. its the fucking weekend why do ihave to do 2 classes and go outside and literally do something for school . the weekDAYS are always busy i havent had a free moment since i fucking joined

[wolfytae-exe]

i was being a horn dog and looked specifically for camboy aus LMAO so it was fate tbh.. trying not to fangirl

Hi Sol <3 just wanted to say I hope you have a good break and take a lot of time for yourself! I also wanted to say that you were the very first fic i ever read on tumblr! I was looking for fics on google cause nothing was catching my eye and it linked me to camera shy! if it wasn’t for you i wouldn’t have met my amazing mutuals so thank you so so much 🩷✨ I love you!!🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽

HIIIII ☹️☹️☹️ thank you sm omg…. that’s genuinely so insane to hear tbh, i can’t imagine my fic is what got u to be on here wtf 😭😭 i’m glad you’re here !!! you are so cute hehe, i love u too mwuah mwuah !! 🫶🫶🫶

[izanori]

dude does anybody have any adhd hacks that make you become able do things that are boring or require effort (i do not have the money or connections to buy drugs)

[wolfytae-exe]

ima use the tag #cici album review for the pulls of my signed album, block the tag if you don’t want to see it!! 🫶🏽

[spidermandni]

i haven’t had a good day since i graduated like damn… maybe high school wasn’t that bad 😭

[puppygirlclick]

Help Two Disabled Trans Women Get Back On Their Feet

My federal income tax withheld wasn't properly updated by my employer on account of their bookkeeping which means I owe $1000 to the IRS by the end of July. I also had to go through intensive surgery at the end of February to fix a hernia which had caught my left testicle up in it, with a good portion of the left side of my abdomen being covered with a hernia mesh. Despite having been supposed to be healed up after 8 weeks, I have surpassed my employers 180 day limit for a leave of absence of which I wasn't informed of. Being terminated from my job leaves me with no health insurance and no way to continue paying for my doctor's appointments and treatments, all this as I am still paying $270 a month for my car and am possibly at risk of losing because I don't have a reliable way to pay for anything. On top of this, my girlfriend (@stcecilia) has recently moved in after being kicked out by a transphobic landlord and is dealing with worsening undiagnosed pain and sickness which has left her unable to work. Unfortunately she was relying on me getting better which isn't happening right now, and she's having to take care of me instead because of the condition I was left in with severe nerve pain the past few months leaving me stuck in a chair. We are both living with my parents and I can't even begin to put into words how much this is affecting both my girlfriend and I's mental health and physical well being along with everything else, with the way the house is always dirty, my step-mother constantly starting arguments with anyone who comes near her and constantly vitriolic and everyone else arguing and fighting with each other because of this.

It's hard to set a precise goal without it being subject to change for what we need as of right now but at least $1800 would help to pay my federal taxes and keep my car for the next two months and keep us on our feet for the time being.

Any amount helps towards paying off what we owe and moving closer to getting out of this house and into a better living situation and making sure we're properly cared for.

$0/1800

C*sh*pp $StSeeSee (@stcecilia's account) P*yp*l @debtanddeerteeth (Friend's account i can't get into mine without phone# and cici has no bank account rn) Ask for V*nmo (Not listing here because of my deadname) DO NOT TAG

[kertneyk]

VOTE JACKAL!!

Hyena is hot, don't get me wrong, but Jackal!

Mafia boss, deity of intimate fun as well as transgenders in Jan's deity au! What is sexier than that??

Not Hyena.

[fbfh]

can you please do more percy jackson hc ?? also i absolutely love your writing

aw shucks babes <33333 OFC I can do more percy hcs

been losing my godsdam shit over the show (cici can attest to this) so now all I can think about is growing up with percy, being best friends to eventual lovers with him.

you go to some strict boarding school for troubled kids that's not too far from percy and sally's apartment. you first met percy when yall were in elementary school, you snuck off campus and had absolutley no idea how to navigate the city. luckily for you percy happened to be ditching school at the same time. percy, a scrappy born and raised new yorker sees you, obviously a fish out of water, and can't help but approach to make sure you're okay.

"you lost or somethin?"

you look at the boy who looks to be about your age, but is clearly much more comfortable in the bustling looming city.

"is it obvious?"

he takes you under his wing. he shows you how to read subway maps and how the streets are based on a grid, so once you know that it's pretty hard to get lost. you run around the city all day feeling like Eloise and Leon (45:42), he takes you to his favorite bodega and you buy a bunch of blue candy and fountain cokes with your pocket money. you run around the parks and chase the birds, he shows you how to sneak under the turnstiles when no one's listening and how to ride the subway. you end up making your way to the upper east side where sally's apartment is, and percy greets his mom as she comes back from work to introduce her to his new best friend. you smile when he says it, and you realize it's true. in a matter of hours you've become best friends, like kids do. percy sees your smile and knows you feel the same way. sally sees this little exchange and can't even be mad at percy for skipping school, she's just so relieved he has a friend. a real, genuine friend that seems to be a lot more like him that she could have hoped. she knows she should probably repremand you both for skipping school, for running around the city alone, but she can't. she greets you with a warm smile and invites you to stay for dinner. it's not hard to find who to call for you based on the school uniform you're still wearing, and somehow with her mom magic, sally convinces them that you got lost instead of deliberately going awol. you and percy part so so reluctantly, with both of you begging sally for another playdate next weekend, which would turn out to be the first of many.

[toasty-self-shipping]

These dumbass Love birds are literally trap in a cursed sonic game and they are still making out

Reblogs and likes are ok!

[perfektblau]

If 🔪 all those politicians, ceos, and those who perpetuate the nightmare American healthcare system that only exists to prey and profit off from human lives would stop it, I'd do it even if it means cutting down half of my lifespan or going to purgatory. If it means people won't have to suffer anymore, I would.