Her big brown doe eyes and doomed narrative have captivated me.
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The Huntress in the Woods
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Artwork powered by Free and Open-Source Software (FOSS): Linux Mint MATE 21.1 and Krita 5.1.5
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WAS NO ONE GOING TO TELL ME JANET WAS IN COMICS AGAIN
Look at her!! My girlboss queen! I don’t care that this was a single issue thing my girl is back and she is even (gasp!) allowed to have something of a personality this time around!
I’m never emotionally recovering from this btw.
anyways live laugh love Janet Drake 💞
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Making a million beach glams just for Kiri and then immediately changing my mind on whether it’s cute or not
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“How are you doing today?”
NOT WELL. NOT WELL AT ALL.
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Transwoman lesbian Blazey CANON!!!
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YOU HAVE ONE LAST CHANCE. LET OUR PEOPLE GO, AND I’LL LET YOU LIVE. IT’S JUST THAT SIMPLE.
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The Ballad of Bella Buttons
(based on a true story)
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When I was a kid my family pretended to get raptured so I would think I was left behind on earth while they all went to heaven.
I was like 8 years old and my sister and mom had gotten really into the Left Behind novels (bible fan fic about the rapture). In the books when the rapture happened the clothes that people were wearing when they got raptured were left behind in neatly folded piles.
One day when I was getting home from school my family decided that they would leave piles of neatly folded clothes around the house, and then hide in the basement.
The intended effect was that I would get home and see the clothes then, think that my family had been raptured and that I wasn’t good enough to get into heaven… or something?
The problem was that I had never read these books, and didn’t really think about the rapture very often. There was no reason that I would see some laundry on the floor and think “The rapture happened and I’ve been abandoned by God! I’ll never see my family again!! Oh nooo!!!!”
I just sat down and watched cartoons and eventually my family got bored and revealed that they were all hiding in the basement.
It’s a good thing I didn’t understand the joke, otherwise that shit would have been traumatic.
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i always think abt my cousin in greece who's like obsessed with american culture, bc ill say that im going to a barbecue and she'll be like "wow.... a real life american barbecue... will there be red cups?" you bet your ass there'll be red cups. take my hand. have a hot dog. all your dreams can come true here at the real life american barbecue
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