#worst headache EVER

[throes-of-warm-tornadoes]

4 bottles of water + five hawaiian rolls vs two glasses of wine. the outcome yields an unlikely victor

[lipgloss3ater]

for some reason every time i get sick i reread unholyverse and make copius amounts of fanart while listening to disintegration by the cure

[crowleyfiles]

[thank-you-doggo]

📞🍯🎀 Introducing: Henry "Honey" Hotline. (Not to be confused with Actual Henry Hotline) aka Dial Tone.

Basically being the "anti/Fake" version of Davi Dial to fit his one Villain persona he had long ago (bc yes Davi used to be "evil.") Hes more "tall and Lanky" kinda like Henry Hotline. Kinda a rival to Davi. Plus doodles of him being in certain situations.

[emosyzoth]

magolor epilogue fan art

[allpiesforourown]

Sorry can't hang out for new years. My schedules packed doing this

[octavodeci]

Alright frevblr I got beef with the 2023 Napoleon movie. It’s well done, medium, medium rare, and RAW. I also got beef with Ridley Scott and his portrayal of Robespierre and the events that lead to Napoleon’s rise. Historians critiquing the movie and Ridley Scott goes “haha well shut up you weren’t there and I wasn’t either”

Ohhhhh arghh ohhh my body aches ohhhh Max! how they did him wrong. MAAXXX 😫😭😭 That’s not how he went down. HELLO? Did hotel de ville not exist? What about the paris fucking commune? Saint-Just didn’t even appear to defend him like he actually did (Ridley fucking Scott would know this if he had the brains and willpower to pick up a historical novel and READ it) with his laziness he’d probably skim over the index and call it a day.

Do not get me started on the costumes. Why was Robespierre and others wearing 20th century style suits? Why were the shoulder lines so sharp? They did not have them that sharp back in the day i can guarantee you. Also it’s a blend of early 18th century attire. Confusing since….it wasn’t early 18th century.

Robespierre’s actor just wasn’t it. I’m sorry. The wig is wrong too im not sorry about that. Being straight up. It was also lop-side so screw you Ridley Scott. Don’t touch anything historical ever again and just stick to the damn alien franchise cause that went to shit anyway.

I’m not in the Napoleonic fandom but I know god damn well they did my boy Napoleon wrong too. Him and Joséphine. Serve them Justice. The next friend of mine that gushes about the Napoleon (2023) movie because Joaquin Phoenix is in it will meet the floor SOON.

I knew the movie was about to be shit as soon as i saw Marie Antoinette being lead to the guillotine with LONG HAIR. She had nothing to cover her head and she was still wearing a dress and not a plain shift underneath. She. Had. Makeup. On.

It’s just pure lack of research and i find it more offensive than Thermidorian propaganda. Idk maybe if I’d posted this on my main account I’d have structured this nicer more professionally but i have a migraine right now and it’s chronic and im tired and it’s 4:31 am.

so basically fuck the Napoleon movie. I cant believe Ridley Scott directed The Duelists (1977) which I arguably enjoy for its raw, realistic and guttural portrayal of fencing in any film I’ve ever seen. thanks for listening reading my Ted talk.

[jada5-world]

I genuinely feel like throwing up right now

[red5tars]

a little self indulgent drabble to satiate myself while i work on some bigger things

your head hurts.

it’s like little needles stick out from under your skin only to be pushed back into your brain. you want to stop it desperately. pop an aspirin, drink some tea, lay in a dark room, bash your head in with a rock-

so many options and yet none of them are the one you take. no, instead, you stare at the screen, watching the animated typing indicator disappear and reappear, taunting you to write the next sentence of your essay.

which may as well be your suicide note.

it wasn’t that the class was hard. no, it was actually easy. everything was online so you could get some.. assistance whenever you opened up an exam. your professor kept things straight forward, not wanting to overcomplicate something so simple.

the hardest part was actually doing the work, a lack of urgency keeping you away until the very last minute.

it was a bad habit, but like they say, old habits die hard.

and so is this goddamn headache-

you’re about ready to throw the towel in, turn in something less than inadequate and bear the brunt of your failure until a hand on your shoulder dissipates your eruption, replacing it with shock.

“jesus fucking!-“ you swivel in your chair, ready to chew out whoever has the audacity to disrupt your (fictional) focus, only to quickly shut your mouth when you suddenly see the most handsome man you’ve ever met.

tall, easy on the eyes, his curly black hair kept to a neat buzz.

it takes him repeating his question a second time to realize that he’s talking.

“um, i asked if this seat is taken?” he asks, gesturing to the chair right next to you.

a part of you thinks that the headache you got in your head suddenly became a tumor, offering you a painful but quick death. of course, life has not been merciful to you in the past hour, so why not make it worse by embarrassing yourself in front of the cute stranger?

an answer comes out hurriedly and nervous, “uhm, yeah, fuck, sorry it’s.. it’s free,” you say, cheeks on fire from your lack of suave. god forbid you have one good day at the library.

the man’s brow cocks and you have to keep yourself from fainting by gripping the chair. how the hell can he make such a simple movement feel like an act of seduction?

he just stares, silently judging you for what seems like the better part of an eternity before he lets out a skeptical, “okay.. thanks.” at the very least, he offers a smile (tight, practiced, polite) before grabbing the chair.

some voice inside your head says he’s going to sit next to you, but your beautiful stranger drags it away to a different table.

far, far away from you.

you can only look on in foolish hope, praying he turns back around. but once his toight ass is on the seat, you know it’s futile.

accepting defeat, you turn back to your paper, staring at it with the same frustration as before.

but at the very least, your headache is gone.

[ask-swansea]

Hi dad x2

*whacks you repeatedly in the head with a balloon hammer*

Hello, my questionably adopted kid? Maybe cut your old man some slack with the hammer? Seriously, I had to listen to Jimbo ranting his head off half the night after he was called gay for fawning over Curly's eyes.

It was me. I called him gay. And for the most part, I don't regret it.

[erros429]

going to grab capitalism by the neck and choke it until it dies because tell me why i just worked a TWELVE HOUR SHIFT on a SUNDAY. i should be at the club. or church. whatever

[appri-dot]

No time for dat goku

[leatherface-headspace]

lassie can hear the high pitched frequency that lights and electronics make

[thoughtsnsh1t]

My brother just accidently slammed his elbow into my eye rip my face

[muteddaydreams]

I think I’m getting sick💔

[crxwes]

I'll do my best to get to the commissions form - Paya (my bunny) is with the vet now and her surgery is later this afternoon. If all goes well, I'll have her back tomorrow !