#open sore

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

real talk having the 2nd worst new years eve yet 🤢🤢🤢 (throat infection, twisted neck, banged-about-foot, ego AND the rest o' me all bruised like misjuggled peaches 🍑🍑🍑)

im bent outa shape and suspectin the universe owes me 8 buck if anyone wannsa chip in

[cloudhidden]

Way up here, the air is thin, my head is clear The clouds seem like a ground below, all temporal thoughts are overthrown It's hard to care, the stars light up the autumn air Bombs sink into the void below, just where they land I'll never know

Flying home, I get scared, anti-aircraft everywhere I sink into the velvet black and dodge the leading lines of flak I've got just one flaw, my heart is like an open sore And I take just one dent, and I'll fall into a deep descent I fall into a deep descent

I have found my heart can get up off the ground I taxi to the runway's end, and find when I take off, it's not there It won't be long before it finally comes and dogs me down It will come out of the moon one night and send me homeward in a ball of fire

And that's why, flying home, I get scared, engine esters everywhere I'll sink into the velvet black and dodge the leading lines of flak I've got just one flaw, my heart is like an open sore I'll take just one hit, and I'll fall into a deep abyss I fall into a deep abyss I fall into a deep abyss And I fall, and I fall, and I fall

Your eyes can save me Your eyes can save me Your eyes can save me Save me from myself

Nothing can save me Nothing can save me Nothing can save me Save me from myself

Save me from myself Save me from myself

[charcoaldustonmyfingers]

Sick Days 3

[ 1 - 2 - 3 ]

The unfortunate thing about getting sick in a big family is that when one person falls, the rest follow like dominoes.

My poor brother… he was always the one to get sick right after me. He’d always insist blame on whoever was sick first and grumble about it when we checked on him lol

Also you bet that if Donnie lost his voice his brothers would absolutely be teasing him about it. Someone would be all like “I feel a close kinship with frogs, we’re both amphibians” and he’d be seething in the corner typing furiously about the differences between reptiles and amphibians but no one would open their phone.

[bonyfish]

The people of my small city have largely decided to stop tipping their delivery drivers just as the winter weather is at its most inhospitable, and so I come to you, hat in hand, to ask for your patronage. I will draw most things but am especially fond of character illustrations!

Some samples of my work:

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[chiimeramanticore]

SURPRISE! i was at billycon the WHOLE TIME....!

[bleach-your-panties]

#3 of the six sexy word prompts with Amajiki, please?

Only because you said please- 🫢

Minors, go away. Only click 'keep reading' if you consent to reading some nasty, freaky shit.

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“Keep looking, Tama. Please baby, look at how pretty you look.”

You breathed hot puffs of air against Tamaki’s already sweaty neck. 

The shy hero whined against your neck, still absolutely refusing to look into the mirror situated right in front of your shared bed.

Tamaki couldn't bear to look lest he make a complete fool of himself and shoot off inside of you just at the image of you squatting over his dick.

“I can't…I can't, bunny, please…ahh!”

You grabbed a handful of his dark, indigo hair and jerked his head up. With the same hand, you laid a quick slap across his cheek before pressing your lips to it.

“I said to look, Tamaki.”

Shakily, deep midnight blue eyes  flickered up to the mirror and you could feel Tamaki’s dick pulsate inside of you.

“See how good you look filling me up, baby? I love you so much, Tamaki.”

With a soft moan, he sighed and brought his strong arms around your waist to get a better hold to bounce you up and down on him.

“Oh fuck, Tama, right there!” You gripped his left bicep but he tossed your arm off.

A surprised squeak escaped your lips, not expecting for Tamaki to suddenly  grab you behind the neck and manhandle you over the edge of the bed.

You heard some wet, squishy sounds before feeling several slimy, muscular appendages tighten around your waist and hoist you up onto your knees.

Cheeks lit aflame with embarrassment, you tried to hold your head down but four pale fingers and a thumb gripped your jaw.

“Now, now, that’s not fair, bunny…you said to look, remember?”

You did as your lover asked and brought your own e/c eyes to meet his in the mirror.

“Good girl. Now stay still while I wreck all of your little bratty holes…” 

A scream echoed around the room as Tamaki transformed both his fingers and tongue into multiple, slithering, maroon tendrils.

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ʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵍˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃᵖᵖʳᵉᶜⁱᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ🫶🏽

[syn4k]

GO JORDAN!!! TEAR THE BITCH APART

[mittensit]

idly mentally writing a NariLamb angst fic, just to be silly, all the while I longue in bed waiting for death sleep

-> right after Lamb betrays Narinder <-

Brain: "He had once towered over him, but now here he lay. Curled up in a tiny ball in his lonely hut, trembling. Heat that only comes from severe infection rolled off of his body. His fur matted, smelling of sickness, blood, and decay, the air turned foul. Because Lamb had been petty, because they hadn't cared, he was dying alone*."

Me:

*that is something I think about a lot when Big Sad

[ryssbelle]

They're so silly and I love them

[p---l---c]

what a tangled web we weave

[cent-scratchnsniff]

tie tying doodles w ramblings on it in tags

[doctorsiren]

So like if Trucy is steven and Phoenix is Rose…

MILES IS GREG?? (Also very ironic character name there)

yeah but also if we’re talking actual SU, I think Miles would be Rose and Phoenix would be Greg simply bc the colours and also I said so /silly

also Lamiroir is Blue Diamond (screenshot from a sketch I did a while back)

[holy-reference-in-a-username]

TW: gore, vomiting

welp. angst time.

come on. you can't go through something that traumatic, both gaining and losing superpowers in a *single day*, and expect to be totally fine.

+ bonus sketches :3

[wavesoutbeingtossed]

Randomly thinking about “tolerate it” (narrator voice: it was not random) and how under the cloak of fiction it is ostensibly inspired by works like “Rebecca” (which Taylor said she read during the 2020 lockdowns I believe?), with the line of “you’re so much older and wiser” indicating that the speaker is significantly younger and inexperienced compared to the person she’s speaking to and a pretty direct reference to the plot of the book.

But I saw something somewhere once that stuck with me about how it might not be referring to relative age between the characters but chronological age as in the passage of time in a relationship. And that made me think about how in a contemporary context, it might not necessarily be referencing an actual age gap between the two characters, but rather a sarcastic or cynical response to the man’s claims that he has matured (“you’re so much older and wiser [than you were before/than you were when we met/etc.]”), which then made me think about that line in relation to the woman. And that it could be taken like, “you act like you’ve matured so much in our time together and like you know everything, while I’m supposedly still stuck as the girl I was when we first met.”

Which then made me think of the “right where you left me” of it all and did you ever hear about the girl who got frozen time went on for everyone else she won’t know it and the bit in Miss Americana where she talks about how celebrities get frozen at the age at which they got famous, and how she’s had to play catch up in a lot of ways not just in her emotional growth but kind of in general. (Which also made me wonder if she’s ever been called out for immaturity/lack of curiosity/lack of education about things in her life…)

Which then made me think about the rest of the song, and @taylortruther’s posts yesterday about “seven” and “Daylight” and the way Taylor idealizes her youth yet contrasts it with an almost sinister reality in its wake, and the line, “I sit by the door like I’m just a kid,” because the discussion raised that her relationship let her recapture some of the childlike joy and wonder she’d lost. So this line is a double-edged sword: the speaker sits by the door with childlike hope that the person will come home and cherish her, but on the darker side, feels like the child dealing with the monsters she doesn’t have names for yet and the feelings of isolation she felt as she aged.

I’m not saying the song is necessarily autobiographical; like most of the songs on folkmore, it’s clearly a fictionalized story based on media she’d consumed and created, but we know a lot of the fictional songs were infused with her own feelings and experiences and… This idea swirling in my head picked up steam and now I kind of can’t stop thinking about it. Sorry but I’m a little obsessed now.

Like maybe it might start to shed light on why she identified so strongly with the novel in the first place…

[haydenhappyrave]

i’ll be posting all my artfight art by the end of the month but i got a hunter long legs design i rock with

(id in alt, rbs > likes, feedback appreciated :3)