#i feel bad actually

[trashogram]

HELLOOO I WOULD LIVE THE BODY HORROR FIC

Hi! lol I’m glad you like the idea! I can’t write a fic for it atm but here’s something to start?

Warning: Body horror involving teeth.

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You wake up in the middle of the night to the sound of Charlotte crying on the baby monitor. Lucifer is already sitting up, rubbing at his eyes and ruffling the covers.

“Hon, it’s my turn.” You yawn. Everything in you begs not to get up but you power through. Fair’s fair.

You ignore the twinge of pain radiating along your jaw as you pat Lucifer’s lap and shake your head at his protests. Up and out of bed, you leave him there without a word and cross the hall to Charlotte’s room. You’ve been feeling awful as of late, and pushing it down has become harder and harder. Especially when it’s been traveling from the top of your head to your shoulders before *poof* gravitating toward your hands for no reason at all.

You don’t have time for it. There’s so much you need to attend to, specifically your own toddler, waiting to be soothed from a bad dream most likely.

She’s standing up in her crib when you reach her — already a year old and ready to get on her feet at the slightest thing of interest. Your daughter jumps up into your arms and snuggles against you.

“Mommy’s little cephalopod.” You mumble, lightly bouncing her in your arms as you cross to the rocking chair. That pain returns to your mind at a particularly harsh jolt when you sit, and you fight to suppress a groan.

Charlotte whimpers in your neck and pulls away while you’re sat stock-still, squeezing your eyes shut and grinding your teeth.

“Mommy!” She squeals, arm shooting up to your mouth and hand pressed to your face. You instinctively flinch away, just to find her tiny hand is smeared with blood. Lucifer bursts into the room in time to see your mouth fall open and blood running down your chin. Charlotte starts crying again, growing more hysterical as a glint of white falls from your lips.

Your tooth.

[gibbearish]

love when ppl defend the aggressive monetization of the internet with "what, do you just expect it to be free and them not make a profit???" like. yeah that would be really nice actually i would love that:)! thanks for asking

[inkskinned]

because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?

[christiansinglebabes]

Doomed yaoi this, doomed Yuri that

take some doomed siblings, that shit hits different

[akanemnon]

I don't like this place. It's turning everyone edgy and sad.

FIRST - PREVIOUS - NEXT

MASTERPOST (for the full series / FAQ / reference sheets)

[infernal-lamb]

Searching your eyes for the saint is an act of futility

something that's just been on my mind recently!

[glassrooibos]

FABIAN DON’T DO THAT. THAT’S SCARY.

[fishleeks]

I thought this was so funny I am posting it here too

[artkaninchenbau]

People keep on asking for more Baby Robin and Papadile so here is more Baby Robin and Papadile. Now never ask anything from me ever again

[bloomdoom1]

[bixels]

In the past, people in the Animal Crossing community would make fun of Tom Nook as a sleazy landlord. Since then, he's really rehabilitated his image as this 'heart of gold' businessman (he's the one who puts bells and furniture in trees for you to find! he adopted orphans! he donates to charity!), but New Horizons genuinely paints the most devious version of him.

He's successfully privatized settler colonialism: you pay HIM to move to a "deserted island" (which apparently the oceans in the AC world are just full of) and start a colony that he is directly invested in. At best he's running a weird vacation package scam (you arrive on the island with no money and in debt for "using his services"). At worst, he's using you to set up company towns. For god's sake, he literally has his own fake currency that he forces you to use to pay off your debt. But don't worry, he's repackaged it in a way that definitely doesn't sound like an MLM scam: the Nook Mileage Program!

You're no longer just his tenant or his temporary part-timer, you're his business lackey. The entire tutorial section of the game has you spending actual weeks running around completing tasks and doing hard labor to set up his colony. You're even tasked with preparing his properties and finding buyers for them. No, you aren't a tenant anymore. You work for the landlord. You are directly responsible for finding tenants for him. And he doesn't even fucking pay you. Not for setting up town hall and museum, or his nephew's shop –– which is the ONLY store on the entire island that sells necessities –– or bringing KK Slider to town, or helping populate his town. Not a single cent. No, actually, you have to pay HIM to BUY infrastructure like bridges and stairs and park benches. And all the while, he's telling you're the "resident representative"; you get to call the shots! That the reward is the community's progress. That what you're doing is in everyone's best interest (but most importantly, his).

Since NH's release, people have done a lot of legwork to say that Tom Nook isn't a capitalist while the game shows him at his very worst. He owns the only general store in town. You're forced to use a phone that he modified and branded as his own. Buy Nook-branded furniture and merchandise at the self-serve kiosk in the town hall, a governmental building! There's no conflict of interest here!

But hey, if you're tired of being the landlord/business mogul's goon, you can also find work as a deluxe resort home designer for a company that also pays you in their special company currency that can only be used to buy their products instead of a real salary! Because that's what the Animal Crossing franchise needs! More vacation homes!!!

[elirium]

what i think people mean when they say they "want to squish my art"

how i keep reading it

[auden-dahn]

New Bark Town - A town where the wind blows and tells of impending change.

[kookjinnies]

they matched each other's freak <3

[antiquewhim]

Fun fact this STUPID low effort Lithuanian summer Miku got 20k likes on twitter, why????

[minitiimidnight]