Official Unofficial Cryptid Mascots for every state. Plus whatever stuff I find interesting. They/themCheck out the original blog:http://statecryptids.blogspot.com/ Also check out my other artwork!http://www.johnmeszarosart.com
Look, when I’m reading a story about a sapphic orc and goblin couple shagging each other all over the library where they work, I need to know the culture of the city where they live.
maybe monsterfucker erotica doesn't need a plot but it certainly gives the whole thing a bit more substance
As if "swallowed by the earth" is a way to describe someone who's gone missing without a trace, particularly in the woods, but in Ditovo it may be more than just a saying. At least if you believe the many legends and folktales about giant plumsaina, or as they're more commonly known "earth belly". The plant does exist but usually it is only big enough to catch small vertebrates, which it does when prey step onto its camouflaged trap door and fall into the pit of the plant filled with digestive liquid and downward pointing spikes preventing escape. The roots of the plant are for storing nutrients and other substances, as well as firmly anchoring the plant in the ground when prey is thrashing about inside it. In order to reproduce the earth belly sprouts a red flower above the surface, a red flag that may perhaps save the life of one who recognizes it.
Just a lil much-needed queer youth joy - we need to talk about these students and allies in Hawai'i!
Students from Campbell- Kapolei Complex Schools used funding from one of our 50 States 50 Grants to give SO much support to their queer communities.
They bolstered their GSA clubs, held community based education events like a Halloween party and craft day, and even got to attend Honolulu Pride - where Hawai'i-raised Bretman Rock showed up for a surprise visit and marched alongside the students to honor them and their work, having attended the same schools themself growing up!
So proud of these students for recognizing what they need in their own communities.
And lucky for y'all...apps are open for the 3rd season of 50 States, 50 Grants right now through April 1, 2024 - if you're a high schooler or middle schooler in the US/DC/territories and have an idea for how you'd use the funds at your own school, don't miss out on applying: 50states50grants.org
m Stoker: i've got a great story for you all tonight
Koontz: dracula?
Stoker: no dean it's not dracula
Barker: you have other stories besides dracula?
Stoker:
Stoker: yes clive i do have other stories
Barker: damn big if true!
Stoker: what are you implying clive? i have plenty of stories!
Stoker: i'm not some one hit wonder like mary
Mary Shelley: whoa there cowboy
Shelley: maybe you wanna back that the fuck up?
Stoker: i'm sorry mary, i didn't mean it
Stoker: clive got me all riled up
Barker: tho bram does raise an interesting point
Shelley: oh does he? does he raise an interesting point? and what would that point be clive?
Shelley: think real careful before you answer
Barker: i
Shelley: real careful
Shelley: real fuckin careful
Barker:
Barker: i withdraw the point
Shelley: i wrote plenty of stories
Shelley: not my fault you lot only wanna hear frankenstein all the fuckin time
Stoker: see? that's exactly what i'm saying
King: ah jeez we're sorry guys
King: it's just that, ya know…
King: dracula! frankenstein!
King: they're so iconic
King: they just distract us from all the other stories that you guys apparently wrote
Stoker: that's better
Stoker: i didn't JUST write dracula
Stoker: i also wrote the lair of the white worm
Barker: oh yeah we all remember THAT one
Poe: clive
Koontz: do the song!
Stoker: the song's not in the story
Barker: oh but the song does slap
Poe: dean loves the song
Poe: we all love the song
Stoker:
Stoker: siiigh
Stoker: [clapping, tapping foot] ohhhh john dampton went a-fishin', a-fishin' by the weir…
Stoker: you all remember the cowboy in dracula?
King: of course! the cowboy was the best part!
Stoker: well, what would you say if i wrote a story that was ALL cowboys?
King:
King: so like a western?
Stoker: a what?
Stoker: submitted for the approval of the midnight society, i call this the shoulder of shasta
Stoker: a rollicking romance of the old west starring city gal Esse Elstree and rootin' tootin' cowpoke Grizzly Dick-
Barker: wait
Barker: haha wait
Barker: wait ha ha ha ha i'm sorry
Barker: what was ha ha ha
Barker: what ha ha ha ha
Barker: haha what was that name again ha ha
Stoker: Grizzly Dick
Barker: hoo ha ha ha oh my GOD
Barker: ha ha ha
Barker: edgar ha ha
Barker: edgar don't you ha ha ha
Barker: don't you have anything to say ha ha hoo
Poe: cliiiivfffffppppphhhbbttttttahhaah ha ha
Stoker: what's so funny?
Barker: nothinggggha ha ha
Stoker: do you think there's something funny about Grizzly Dick?
Barker: ha ha haaa
Stoker: Grizzly Dick is the best part of the story!
Barker: ha ha haaaaaa
Stoker: I love Grizzly Dick! Grizzly Dick is my favorite part!
Stoker: my wife loves Grizzly Dick!!
Barker: hahahahohgodi'mdying
Stoker: next you're going to act like there's something funny about Esse Elstree's stern governess
Stoker: miss gimp
Barker: HA HAH HAHAAAAA
Stoker: i'm not going to tell the story if you're going to laugh
Barker: haha ok ok i'll stop
Stoker: ok good
Stoker: so anyway Grizzy Dick says
Stoker: [ridiculous cowboy voice] "HOWDY PARDNA YIPPEE KAI YAY GIT ON A ROOTIN AND A TOOTIN-"
Barker: AHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Robert E Howard: ain't nothin funny about this, hombre
An epistolary novel told through the journal entries of Click, a homeless trans kid navigating the Portland, Oregon queer teen community. Estranged from hir family (Click uses the neopronouns hir and ze), and with a restraining order against hir mother, ze bounces from temporary apartments to friends’ homes, to hir various partners’ dwellings. Though ze feels most at home at the Queer Youth Recreation Center (QYRC) where the majority of the community is focused.
Click and zir community don’t fit the “traditional” ideas of the trans community, though they’ll probably be more recognizable to many nonbinary folks. Genderfluidness and Genderqueerness are major themes of this book Several of the other queer characters use neopronouns as well and will switch chosen names as it suits them or as their gender expression changes.
Relationships play a big role in Roving Pack. Dom/sub, BDSM and leather communities are especially important. Though Click often lusts after hir friends, this is mainly out of loneliness, and the book focuses primarily on the emotional dynamics of relationships and the fulfillment of being taken care of by another rather than just sex.
Roving Pack also explores the negative sides of relationships, such as the devastation when the deep emotional connection of Click’s Dom/sub relationship is suddenly ripped away. Or the dread Click feels when ze realizes the restraining order against hir abusive, manipulative mother is about to expire.
Housing instability is another big theme as Click and hir friends never have stable places to live and regularly couch surf or bounce from cheap apartments to basement rooms to spare bedrooms.
Readers should be aware that Click and the other characters regularly and casually use slurs for gay and queer people, though they are always used in-group and said with familiarity, not animosity.
Stanky vampires spreading lies so they don’t have to brush their teeth or wash their dirty ass.
disturbed by how little ppl acknowledge the secondary health risks of vampire bites. if your vampire lover is drinking your blood you MUST be up to date on your tetanus shot. puncture wounds are at especially high risk for tetanus infections. just because your partner was born in 1312 doesn’t mean you have to die like it.
moreover they should be prepping the bite point with an alcohol wipe.
and while I’m at it, I’ve noticed a blithe disregard for health & safety when it comes to blood pacts. can’t believe I have to say this but you should absolutely NOT be cutting your palm open with the pocket knife from your belt holster (??????)
if you’re expecting to be in a blood pact/oath situation please just pick up some sterile finger lancets from the pharmacy. cannot stress this all enough.
Just some art I made out of a weird junk mail ad. I love that somebody thought creepy eyeball-houses would be the perfect metaphor for eye care. Because it totally is.