#on my skin

[euesworld]

"Her voice is like velvet on the heart, her touch is like velvet on the skin.. her smile is like velvet on the soul every time that she grins. She is beautiful, this girl.. a softness in me that doesn't quit. If she were to say that she loves me, I would say that I love her too.. I am just me, but she is brighter than the moon. She is beauty, she is grace.. loving her is like romancing the sun, oh what a lovely taste."

Her lips taste like the sun, so her smile must taste like sunshine - eUë

[inthewindtunnel]

Vioflesh

On My Skin

<3!

[fairycosmos]

recognising your parent's mannerisms in yourself and physically feeling psychic damage occur

[sushiisiu]

this is what happened in think i dont know

[eggdrawsthings]

in all timelines, in all possibilities, only you...

[bumblebeebats]

Every time i purchase a moderately expensive item the Karl Marx on my shoulder is like "For shame... you purchase yet another pair of jeans when you have 5 already at home, you despicable commodity fetishist? In my time, a man with five outfits would consider himself blessed beyond measure, and yet you want for more, while there are children starving in the world??" to which the second Karl Marx on my other shoulder says "Objection! Those 5 pairs of jeans all wildly uncomfortable or have holes in the ass, due to the decline of clothing quality driven by the fast fashion industry, unfortunately making this purchase a necessity... Plus, by purchasing a slightly more expensive pair of jeans from an independent brand, seeking quality over 'brand recognition', they are deliberately trying to avoid engaging in conspicuous consumption!" to which the third Karl Marx clinging to my back like that beetle from Doctor Who says "Remember, my friend; the less you eat, drink, buy books, go to the theatre or to balls, or to the pub, and the less you think, love, theorize, sing, paint, fence, etc., the more you will be able to save and the greater will become your treasure which neither moth nor rust will corrupt — your capital. Buy the jeans," to which I say "I don't know if any of you have actually read Karl Marx"

[sabertoothwalrus]

I believe pretty firmly that it's really only the stylization that makes Chilchuck's age as ambiguous as it is, and that it'd be a lot easier to tell in real life.

and after a serious-ish comic here's a little bit of bullshit

[eydilily]

this is fine

[cokenngun]

[spicyraeman]

old sketches I did a while back to remind myself I can indeed color sometimes lol

[nonebinary-leftbeef]

DEVASTATING the lyric you've been mishearing is better than the real one

[quibbs]

just had SO much fun with the fallout tv show... i love you missus okey dokey

[mortalityplays]

yippee yay wahoo! etc

(by kirii.lines on instagram)

[brasideios]

Mentioned I was non binary during a conversation earlier this week. Someone I've loved my whole life, who claims to love me, looked me in the eye, face screwed up with disgust, and said, 'You have mental problems - you know that, right?'

You can only see how little their love is worth when you refuse to be what they want you to be.

I will not be bullied into silence. I will not conform.

Why should I be uncomfortable for the sake of their comfort, when they feel free to insult and invalidate me openly, even smugly?

No. No. No. I won't.

To every single person who thinks they get to decide who the fuck I am - or who anyone else is, for that matter - Go. Fuck. Yourselves.

And to anyone else who's facing this kind of bullshit - Don't let them tell you you're the problem. You aren't. They are.

[crow-n-tell]

I see a lot of comics talking about smut vs fluff reactions but I see no one talk about

Vs

IT HURTS ME

[thesinglesock]

my mom walked upstairs in her seal skin boots. Fjonka (my rabbit) came running to greet them (her seal skin boots). she sniffed them for a second. nuzzled them, before realizing they weren't breathing. horror dawned on her. she begun to understand she was dealing with something she couldn't comprehend. she backed off, without letting them out of her sight. she STOMPED to let them (the seal skin boots) know that she did NOT like this situation. my mom stomped back. Fjonka stomped harder, exhibiting a bravery and assertedness I had no idea she possessed. mom turned and went back down the stairs. Good job, Fjonk. You sure showed those undead vampire rabbits who's boss.