#warts on hand

[deutsche-bahn]

Entschuldigt übrigens das frequent larp posting in letzter Zeit (und in den kommenden paar Wochen, let's be real). Ich habe einen großen planungstechnischen Fehler gemacht und bin jetzt irgendwie für einige Zeit fast jede Woche auf irgendwelchen Veranstaltungen. so the brainrot has truly set in. somebody help me

[iii-tre]

The drawings from the Your Hand in Mine video that I did.

[madame-mongoose]

My first therapist I ever had was so funny. I remember one time when I was so stressed that I picked an entire wart off of my hand in the lobby and my jeans were covered in blood. Not a word was ever spoken about that behavior. All we did was draw and talk about my ocs

[pollywiltse]

Evidently my half-joke about André wanting the motto "Love and Glory" but being forced to go with "No Rival" instead so he went "screw you" and gave it back to himself when he made that booklet for Peggy Chew was someone's actual theory. Also I will be referring to the "No Rival" design as a pair of belligerent chickens from now on. (Also I hope she's exaggerating about it being displayed close enough to a window that the ink has almost completely faded because holy fucking shit Cliveden you should know better. You're a museum.)

No one has any idea what exactly is going on with that drawing because first of all if you see a colored reproduction/the original, it's clear that it's a knight of the Blended Rose, plus since it was for Peggy Chew and he was her knight, why would he have drawn someone other than himself (plus Captain Watson was the head of the knights of the Burning Mountain and should have had two squires), but the motto on that shield isn't the one that he's supposed have had, it's the one that Captain Watson had. So everyone's confused and it's not like we can ask him. (Or can we? Break out the ouija board!)

I'm curious about how they worked who got what motto and what girl and so on because I'm not sure whether you can claim that André escorting Peggy Chew says anything about his relative feelings for her compared to his other girlfriends, because on the one hand it was a performance plus it was political rather than just André throwing a big party because he liked parties (I think the politics - and the bit where this wasn't just André's show - may be something the Ronald bio actually goes into; we'll see if he gets his conspiracy theories all over it though), so he could have been paired with her for reasons that had nothing to do with his feelings, especially since I don't think any other knight is assumed to be paired with his favorite girlfriend. On the other, he was heavily involved in organizing it, so he probably could have been all "yes I will take this one thankyouverymuch" and everyone else was like "fine, let him have his girlfriend".

(I mean, I think you can argue that he was a little seriously into her based on the poem he gave her when the British left. I just don't know if you can do it based on the Mischianza.)

[whats-in-a-sentence]

They were cures for warts (by washing your hands in moonlight in a silver basin) and toothache and cramp, and a spell for taking a swarm of bees.

"The Chronicles of Narnia: The Voyage of the Dawn Treader" - C. S. Lewis

[backpackofposts]

Similar to how the Minecraft cave spider is slightly smaller than the average spider model, I think glow squids should have a smaller model than the normal squid

[humbledstitchery]

Super cute worry wart plush. Available in my shop.

[scribble-doodle]

Guys I’ve done it!

I have actually gone to bed at a reasonable hour and now I don’t feel dead! :D

I wanna draw so much stuff but my hand has been hurted and is now all bandages :(

…..

…….

I mean unless you guys want to see left Hand art :|

I dunno my art is a little wobbly as is :/

[pluralprogramming]

It's going to be a long night.

[in-death-we-fall]

Might have a wart coming up on my arm because fuck me I guess

[mosspapi]

Hmmmmm there is smth on the palm of my hand and I can't tell if it's a callus, a blister, or the start of a wart. Which is Not Good

[ganitsoni]

Best Wart Removal Dermatologist Hyderabad

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

i watched My Neighbor Totoro for the first time, here's my chronological viewing experience:

woo-hoo! dusty old japanese house with japanese architectural details aplenty

these kids got some ENERGY my goodness

family dynamic's adorable. peak quality dad humor

kids: our house is haunted. parents: that's so cool!

hell yeah, wrinkled old lady rep. we need more friendly old women with potato faces and warts like storybook witches. the backbone of society, these ladies

Plot Summary: Small Child Bothers Local Wildlife

sacred tree sacred tree sacred tree

Introducing Totoro! nobody said this fucker's got TEETH???

Uh-Oh! Inadequate Parental Supervision Detected

(you misplaced your four year old! you're not supposed to do that)

4-year-old: i met a magic forest spirit. dad: oh shit fr?

4-year-old: *angrily hugs sister* missed u bitch

this small child has a smile like a toad. like a really really cute toad. like the cutest toad in all existence. i love her she's perfection please just let this child be happy

rice paddies are so pretty....so back breaking....rice is such a prissy crop

*my crush is stranded in a rainstorm* takethisumbrellait'syoursnowBYE *runs away in panic im so good at flirting*

Giant Chinchilla Learns To Hold Umbrella, Is Fucking Delighted By Experience

take this, it will help you on your quest! *hands u trail mix wrapped in a leaf*

LO-FI HIP HOP STUDY LIST!

crouching down to peer at dirt--A++ top notch foundational childhood experience

mom has a big ass forehead

honey! the chinchillas are performing Rituals in the backyard again

help yeah let's jack and the bean stalk this shit

huh so we're all just climbing aboard the giant chinchilla's tiddies now ok

class trip!

the pure adrenaline of Vegetable Gardening

no! the small child is crying! she is bawling her eyes out. no no no. i can't cope with this. emotionally i cannot cope 🥺🥺🥺

i've only had Mei one hour but if anything happens to her i will raze this earth and everyone on it

please someone make this small child smile again

oh no the tall child is crying too

i can't take this. my heart can't take this.

i need a drink

small child running determined to deliver magic veggies to the hospital. this kid is my hero

she is also unsupervised. so, so unsupervised

babe you are FOUR

godDAMMIT ghibli, you cannot give me watercolor sunsets while a small child is missing. u are killing me. my heart is giving out. this is me, experiencing heart failure.

Totoro to the rescue!

no wait CATBUS to the rescue!

i admit i initially thought the cat was a creep. alice in wonderland prejudiced me. i have revised my notions of smiling cats

i've decided the cat is a metaphor for the magic of a robust public transport system

MEI'S OKAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and so is mom. she's a lovely lady im sorry for what i said about her forehead. it's a noble forehead.

happy ending YES bitch!!!!!!

ok. ok ok ok. that was magical.

(as a first-time adult viewer i was worried i wouldn't be able to Access the Magic. but i could and i did and it was incredible. that was culture. that was ART. joy distilled into animated form. holy rites of childhood. i understand now. how glorious, this world we grow out of. how full of marvels. i'm going outside to smell grass and sun and get dirt under my fingernails. miraculous.)

[maladaptvs-irl]

i love cutting off warts

[zephyrchama]

Water Wrinkles

Seven demon brothers sat solemnly in a circle around you. You did your best to ignore them. It wasn't often that you got to spend time at the human world villa, and you were intent on soaking up as much sun as you could before returning to the Devildom.

You reclined your beach chair back, crossing your arms under your still-wet hair. It was a gorgeous day. Perfect for being at the pool.

Leviathan let out a muffled sob. As the demon with the highest affinity for water, he blamed himself.

"Let us take you to a hospital," Satan insisted for the tenth time.

"They're going to laugh us out of the ER," you nonchalantly repeated.

Satan lowered his eyes and muttered, "I couldn't find any traces of a curse in the water... So how...?"

Asmodeus had his head in his hands, unresponsive. Sometimes his fingers curled around the ends of his hair. You briefly glanced over to make sure he didn't pull his hair out - that would be grounds for a real emergency.

"I can't bear to watch. Lucifer, do somethin'," Mammon whined. He was fidgeting all over the place and winced whenever he looked at your feet.

The oldest glared at you. You knew it was out of concern, but his fears were unfounded. Even Lucifer refused to listen to reason when he thought you were in danger.

"Actually, yeah. Lucifer, can you pass me a towel?" you asked. It was embarrassing having seven shirtless demons intensely staring at you. If they wouldn't let you go back in the water, maybe covering up would make you feel less self-conscious.

Lucifer didn't move. It was Beelzebub who plucked a spare towel off his younger twin and handed it to you with a shaking arm. He looked like a wet puppy, having been the one who first discovered your "condition" and swept you out of the pool.

Belphegor hadn't gone in the water that day. He only hogged the plush towels because of how comfortable they were and, following Beelzebub's lead, dumped them all onto your chair. Now he sat, wide awake. He was anxiously squeezing a loose chunk of concrete but at some point, without realizing, it got crushed to powder in his hand.

You had more than enough towels now.

"In half an hour you're going to forget this all even happened," you said to reassure the worry warts.

"In half an hour, you might be gone!" Mammon snapped back.

"You're going to be a wrinkled mess of skin and bones," Asmodeus weeped quietly.

Leviathan pressed his hands over his ears. Though, with nothing to cover his eyes he was forced to look at your wrinkled hands again. Based on the noises he was making, you'd think someone was torturing him.

"As I've said!" you reiterated. "All humans get wrinkly in water. Look, now that I'm drying off it's going back to normal."

Beelzebub grabbed your ankle, raising it for the brothers to observe at eye level. "I don't see a difference."

You didn't expect the sudden manhandling and slunk several inches down the lounge chair while the demons stared at your foot. Kicking and twisting your leg was futile. You modestly crossed your free leg.

"I think it's getting worse," Satan said.

"We need to take action," Lucifer decided.

Asmodeus was actively quivering now. Belphegor and Leviathan had crept behind you and started picking at your wrinkly fingers. You tried to swat them away to no avail.

"Give me 25 minutes! Literally! Probably even less, this will go away on its own! I just need to dry off."

"We need a solution now," Mammon asserted. The cogs in his brain were turning. "We need fire."

You tried to sit up, to jump up and stop Mammon before he burned the whole villa down in an attempt to dry you off, but Beelzebub had not let go and you stumbled. You grazed your knee on the concrete and winced.

A second round of panic overcame the demon brothers. Beelzebub let go, Lucifer picked you up, and Belphegor wrapped your knee with every available towel he could lay his hands on. Asmodeus and Leviathan were crying on each other's shoulders. Mammon came running back, oblivious to the second disaster that just occurred, with a flaming stick in his hand that Satan tried to keep at bay. If you got burnt on top of everything else, they'd probably go insane and destroy the human world.

In the midst of the chaos you caught a glimpse of your hand. It was practically dry. You couldn't even see the wrinkles anymore. You angrily wiggled in Lucifer's grasp as various hands fussed over you.

"Stay!!" you shouted over the clamor.

The brothers went tumbling to the ground, save for Lucifer who fought to stay rooted in place. You could finally hear yourself think again. There was primarily one thought on your mind.

"I just want to go swimming."