Get it? Cause I blog at night... nvm

some things never heal

Please keep work place safety in mind at all times

Did I mess up somehow? Is it not obvious enough?

finally, some good fucking heel

oh also?

@canisalbus !!!!!

I write for myself

*checks AO3 every few hours to see if I got any new kudos, comments or subscriptions*

"Just because you're screaming into the void doesn't mean your heart isn't aching for an answer."

#just because you just said it aloud so that you can hear it#doesnt mean you don't also want to know that someone heard

dude...T^T

having online friends is so fun! but watch out! the distinse......

The straight woman is unsatisfied with straight studio porn. She wants to get off to something in which the actors actually emote and show passion beyond canned moans from the women and, at best, vacant grunts from the men. She turns to gay porn. She knows it's not "for her," but neither was the straight porn, and at least the actors look like they're enjoying themselves. And for a short while she is satiated by Sean Cody et al, but she runs into the same problems she had to begin with. She was not looking at sex but a simulacrum of sex, trapped in Plato's cave. Unsatisfied, she turned to vintage gay porn, harkening to a time when most gay bars still had darkrooms and reliably smelled of piss and Amyl Nitrite. Here was the real thing, in all its animalistic passion. But she still couldn't immerse herself in the fantasy. She wanted the media to engage with her own imagination and meet her half-way, rather than having it spoonfed to her onscreen. She turned to yaoi, with its elongated figures reminiscent of mannerist portraiture, then bara, including hardcore BDSM scenes. But the tactile sensations depicted in the pages didn't do justice to their real life counterparts. She turned deeper into her own imagination, this time reading erotica. No, not the poolside paperbacks sold at Barnes and Noble. The good shit. Why then, was she still not satisfied? She dug deeper, searching for the true meaning of eroticism. She studied the psychoanalysis of Freud, the cultural criticism of Susan Sontag, the feminist poetry of Audre Lorde. She took vacation time and flew to Europe, starting at the caves of Lascaux to explore the human urge to create, then traversed the Camino de Santiago on foot, along the way meeting a 56 year old carpenter from Burgos named Andrés, with whom she had an explosive affair. They both knew it couldn't last, which made them cherish each other's touch all the more. Upon flying home, she gave up. If her search for true eroticism never bore fruit this whole time, why would it now? It would take years before she stumbled upon the answer by pure happenstance: dubstep.

I got my heart broken and I survived, I failed 3 courses in university and graduated, I got rejected in the very first job I applied for and got promoted yesterday, I went through hard times with my family but then two years later, we laughed our hearts out over lunch, The closest friends disappointed me several times but I made new friends and loved them with all my heart. I did it once, I can do it again.

I NEEDED THIS SO BADLY

i hope everyone here knows when i say "woe ____ be upon ye" im not saying woe because said thing is bad im saying woe to invoke the image of me throwing whatever im talking about at you eminem style

some sneks

shadow the hedgehog is cool. gunblades are cool. vampires are cool. scythes are cool. white hair is cool. we need to stop lying about what is not cool

Me if I was a cool fish and was blue and was silly

Fruit Dinos // Ceramicorn

This is… the exact opposite of that dark souls gif

I don’t think it’s possible to adequately state how fucking ballsy and skilled this player is considering the EXTREMELY specific timing of that dodge and catching the spear attack WHILE TAUNTING BETWEEN EACH THROW

you’re very special to me *gives you this*

take them i have plenty more

They are so shaped

one of the animals ever for sure

Egernia depressa, delightfully social skinks from Australia that are doing everything in their power to look as un-skink-like as possible.

a soldier a goth and a biker walk into a bar