#drag eraser

[golden-lovers]

btw never let them make you forget that in the end, it's because of kota ibushi. kenny went to japan and truly kicked off his wrestling career there because of ibushi. they were called the golden lovers because ibushi's nickname is the golden star. the golden elite is also based on ibushi's nickname. if you erase the side of kenny's character that is so intrinsically built upon ibushi's presence in his life, you're erasing an essential part of what makes kenny so great in the first place.

[soft-october-night]

If you actually believe there are "virtually no" middle aged or elderly gay men left you need to log the fuck off and go to LGBT+ spaces in real life and go talk to them. They have stories they want to tell. They have lessons they want to share. They want to pass on the lives of the friends they knew who are gone, and those who are still with us.

Believing that they're "all gone" because you're in an internet echo chamber where they don't happen to spend their time is erasing their existence.

[0ne-eyed-ghost]

DAY 11 !!! I fell asleep before editing this n didn't feel like getting up onto my laptop to post so . THIS WAS . TECHNICALLY FINISHED....... Yesterday.... ANYWAY day 11 ; Night :] I am a sucker for theming ? Like. Massively. Smite me . I finally got new pencils that I can properly press down hard with on my paper without ripping it to shreds so :] I'm happy w how dark it turned out this time around !!!! If you don't know the order of the lyrics in the song this most likely makes no sense I apologize on that front - Hearts lines on either side [left to right] come first, the lines on Minds left next, and then Minds lyrics to the right, then the lyrics under Hearts positioning ! Also it sucks every time I have to take a picture because. its like. sideways or something like that ???? Angling of stuff :boom: Mind's holding his cane btw that's probably hard to see though w the funky lines IT TOOK SO PAINSTAKINGLY LONG TO DRAW MINDS HAIR PLEASE ENJOY MY EFFORT :sob: kicks the dirt w my arms behind my back uhhmm anyway yeah i'll get back 2 work i havent even looked at what prompt is for today yet im BEHINNDD :person_running:

[shoezuki]

trans people who name themselves boringass normal typically feminine or masculine names are as essential to the biosphere as trans people who name themselves weirdass nouns and atypical names okay. there cannot be one without the other we need to be in ecological balance or the trans ecosystem goes out of wack

[ryderdire]

Hello five other Epithet Erased fans on here idk if there’s an official playlist but I made this

I’m not putting prison of the first 6 Chps prison of plastic or the actual show in here this is meant to be a collection of (sometimes bonus dubiously canon) bonus content.

this is an ongoing project so If I missed anything send me an ask about it or lemme know here (I am human I am SURE I missed something lol I referenced the website for this but some of it wasn’t listed there) otherwise enjoy <3

[elizakai]

(guys this is the sketchbook i think she’s pretty neat-)

[amanicfanaticsfanartac]

Very minor blood warning here:

EPITHET INFECTION!

I was commised and let me tell ya i was quite expensive! (0 USD,I did it for fun)

Oh and Molly's like half dead in this au,ya like half of her brain just kinda died and so did half her body and so ya that explains the picture.

[epitheterasedgen]

@nyarsenic and I have been doing some silly crossover RP between Molly and Lucas Mother 3 💖 (art by them!!!) Things these kids have in common:

striped shirts

depression

12 years old

lost their mom during a fire

their dad then neglected them for 2+ years

"complicated" relationship with sibling

raised themselves

hates capitalism

needs more friends their age

REALLY needs a hug

[katisepicand]

Basically I made a cute Tisha and Poppy drawing on Kleki but then all of it got erased. At that point I hated my life so I made this drawing.

I actually kinda like it

[crescenthistory]

have you ever had something so significant and impactful happen to you but it’s in a really niche area that you can’t really tell anyone in your general life about, so you’re just left imploding and silently screaming???? it’s hell 😭😭

very long story made semi-short; my found family and i have attended and contributed to a live action role play camp twice a year for almost a decade now that’s based on hogwarts/the hp universe and really fucking well made by a skilled team. and you get really fucking attached to these characters because for a few weeks every year you live as them and make friends as them and it’s REAL even though it’s not. my last character was so fucking devastating and important to me, and she had this epic tragic love story with my best friend’s character. we haven’t played them since we finished their storyline in 2023. AND MY BEST FRIEND WAS JUST ASKED TO RETURN AS THAT CHARACTER FOR THIS YEAR’S CAMP????? that’s HUGE, the game masters never make requests like that and it’s super secret but he told me (because it would be cruel not to with our characters’ backstories) and i’m just reeling with shock and excitement and fear. like i’m left REELING at the fact that i get to see him again (him being my bsf’s old character) (bc when you finish playing someone you never get to “see” them again uknow? it’s a whole thing) and also at what this means and all the wounds from the two of them are opening up again and we’re just DYING. we have no idea why he was asked back or what will happen it’s INSANE YOU DONT UNDERSTAND. to deal with it all i’m knitting and crocheting him a bunch of different things that my character has made for his (they live together on her family farm and she uses crafts and art to cope</33) and we’re just literally crying. i love them, they’re sunshine x sunshine and literal soulmates — i made that character based on the concept of what would happen if a sensitive, creative child had the most gentle and accepting parents who cultivated kindness. and then there was a war and her parents were fucking killed offfffff and it was such a huge thing. she lost her leg, her boyfriend lost his eye. it was a whole thing. i’m jittery with emotion and handcrafting at god’s speed because this camp is in three weeks and i’m just. dying. and screaming. my poor wife. (dw she attends the camp too and is screaming with me)

[princessamericachavez]

On another note, I would like to formally thank Ted Lasso s3 for consistently giving me feral!Richard Montlaur content

[therandomcreechur]

ofc snowball would never kill his girlfriend /silly

[firestorm09890]

put my fuckin guy in the combination persona 4 dungeon twewy plot dnd roleplay thing and it's awesome. mandatory persona 4 glasses made him pull his hair out of his face and it is regrettably very cute. he's trying so hard to keep the party from going off the rails. he's on the verge of sensory meltdown himself. he's a genius whose input is valuable. he's projecting and probably shouldn’t be here. he's so cool. he's visibly uncomfortable being around everyone else. he cast the level 3 spell Fear on a Shark Noise. yeah the one from week 1 day 4 that killed Rhyme. it didn't kill Rhyme this time, heh [puts on my sunglasses

[imogearne]

but often i sit and i think of all the intent that when into fearne’s ruidusborn identity, predating imogen’s, and how it was intended for fearne and imogen to have that shared bond. the moon of ill omen forged them together in its ruddy glow. and imogen can see the energy flutter off fearne’s freckled skin, and fearne can catch an imperceptible growth in imogen’s marks, and fearne can watch like a hawk for any moment imogen might be lost to predathos, and she can desperately plan a way to save her.

orym once telling fearne that Fearne has to be the one to take imogen out. and fearne can’t. agree. fearne Can’t. Agree? that’s her thing!!!! she can’t even entertain the idea of imogen being lost to this, and she knows that all imogen wants is laudna, so what would this exandrian born fey really really do if there was an opportunity to take upon herself the evil meant for imogen. 

imogen dreading that she’s going to be the vessel, or her mother, and it’s taking her over, her skin is turning red and her marks blinding white, but then she sees fearne. and fearne's skin is turning red and rivulets of starlight curl along her horns, and imogen is there in that red nightmare thinking of when predathos almost took her and fearne's cry for her cut through, and in a cold sweat, shaking, imogen knows what fearne is doing. fearne's doing what she does best, right? she's taken something from someone else.

and it shouldn't work, oh no, no it shouldn't. fearne isn't an exaltant, fearne's personal bond with ruidus was nothing more than a faint red mist, and in the moments of great strife predathos touches his ruidusborn and exalts them. but what imogen can't see until after is that fearne watching imogen being eviscerated by the god-eater, is that that is fearne's moment of great strife and panic and pain. but this exalting is different. this surrender is different. fearne wants predathos to take her instead, a blind primal want, a mindless hunger; fearne wants to take it from imogen, needs to take her place. and this internal strength of fearne, this immovable determination, fearne is flooded with the heartbeat of the divine's oblivion and she can feel it. predator to predator, predathos recognizes a creature alone and caged and hungry, and how she wants predathos to take her instead. (cough, matron/vax/vex, cough!!!!!)

fearne no longer hiding behind the mask of her feelings, this girl who she loves, this girl who she needs to keep safe from the big bad wolf of their world, she can take predathos and she can take her desire and she can realize without shame or fear that perhaps they are one in the same.

this god-eater takes their hungriest child as a vessel, and exandria holds its breath as fearne looks down at existence, her stomach shredded itself apart in her hunger, and predathos pauses, because she cannot devour this world. it’s where imogen lives. it's where imogen can finally be happy and free.

and fearne bows her head, an outsider to exandria, an outcast to the fey, and she thinks of the place predathos came from, of That home, and what if that was always her home. she never belonged here, she has to go, predathos has to go. for her friends. for her Friends.

she brushes her hand against the marks sparking on imogen's cheek, and she smiles. imogen did change the world. fearne would've never been here otherwise.

and if beyond the grasp of the astral plane there is a withered husk the size of a moon floating dead and dying, fearne can smile one last time grateful beyond sense that the girl she loves didn’t have to bear this fate. and a nebula of lavender erupts somewhere beyond comprehension.

fearne was made for this. not for She Who Ate The Gods but She Who Took For Love. the fey plots who engineered fearne for their schemes, no. she was made to save imogen. and every smile imogen has from then on is because fearne couldn’t lose her. ruidus and predathos were the reason they lived the lives they lived, their lives ran parallel but never entwined, and fearne doesn’t care because how lucky was she to have been alive at the same time as imogen.

[misanderousmisfit]

somewhere there is an audition tape for To Wong Foo, with Tom Cruise in drag

[bottomgun-maverick]

Top Gun (1986) Behind The Scenes!