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ionrillis · 9 months
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#. IONRILLIS, CHAOS SORCERER — personals don't interact.
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astrummorte · 2 months
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remember: no noble sacrifices or anything similarly stupid.
( juliet herald aesthetic ) @stellafortunae
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xhatake · 1 year
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@abyssaldespair what holds me here destroys me as i go.
Quarrel - Hillary Gravendyk || The Lord and The General Din of the World - Jane Mead || I Grieve That Grief Can Teach Me Nothing - Brian Simoneau || The Children - Rudyard Kipling || In The Desert - Stephen Crane || Obito Uchi//ha - Naruto
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withoutincidents · 7 months
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MISC EDITS: BRUCE BANNER.
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feywanders · 9 months
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and my cheeks are growing tired, of turning red & faking smiles. are we only biding time 'till i lose your attention?
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licca-archive · 8 months
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put what you gave them in the tags !
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foolsgender · 2 years
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mutuals tell me what's coming up that ur excited about. for me it's getting my tattoo, road trip to yosemite, hozier album (please), autumn, getting a therapist, & starting a dnd campaign
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alphadogmp3 · 1 year
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it is incredibly frustrating to see the non-response from westerners to what is arguably the worst natural disaster in recent memory. when the ukraine-russia war broke out, it was on everyone's blogs. everyone--at least on my dash--was trying to spread awareness of the humanitarian crisis. but now?
fucking crickets.
absolutely nothing.
this earthquake has already claimed 20k confirmed lives. it has only been 5 days. most wrecks have not been excavated yet.
we need all the help we can get, but not a single fucking person is doing anything to help spread the message. people who proudly put the ukrainian flag in their display names or in their bios are nowhere to be seen now. the influencers youtubers and tiktok micro-celebrities who shared donation posts and ukrainian refugee testimonials daily are dead silent now. why? why do you only care when the people dying are somewhat like you? do we need to be whiter to deserve your attention? or more christian? do we not deserve your energy as is? are we, turks and syrians, not humans?
im so fucking sorry if donation posts don't fit your blog's aesthetic or if the news are just so fucking draining for you. every single one of you motherfuckers living in the west should be ashamed of yourselves for how differently you are treating us versus how you treated ukrainians when the war broke out.
if this happened in any western country you'd all be making infographics on how to donate or help.
right now the only reason why people on my dash are devastated is because the rhythm guitarist from my chemical romance had a haircut.
all of you need to be doing better.
do better.
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faygelehh · 2 months
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please help me pay off a $4000 medical crisis and avoid homelessness - GFM link here cashapp: $faygeleh venmo: @ faygelehh paypal.me/faygeleh
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i know most people dont actually read these posts so i'll just give yall the jist of it. i really need help. im a permanently disabled trans guy just trying to get by. last year i started experiencing a horrible, completely unexpected medical crisis that ive spent the last 8 months trying to treat. I've racked up almost $4000 in medical bills that i physically have no way to pay for - ive been out of work since november due to these medical issues. that emergency room bill shown above is just the tip of the ice berg.
this is my last resort. ive done everything i can to try to get this settled. i have no other options. if you can donate anything at all, it would mean the absolute world to me.
for those who dont know me, im also a sparkledog furry artist and i will gladly be taking commissions (although my commissions also go towards my general cost of living - rent, utilities, groceries, etc)
Commission info here!
Recent art examples (some never posted here!)
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pathologising · 1 year
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ok officially asking bc I do actually need some help </3 hi I'm angel and I'm trying to get out of this roach infested apartment !!!!!!! Management was really shady and didn't tell me about the massive roach infestation untill after I brought it up to them and now I have to pay first month's rent + lease break fee -_- (this is all on top of moving fees for the new place) !!!!! The roaches r making my eczema and sinusitis really really bad so I'd appreciate if anyone could spare some aid to help me move out or just so I can afford to eat this week pls ;_; !!!!!!
cshapp is $angelophie vnmo is @ angelophie and pypal is @ pathologising
Any and all help is appreciated bc I've been rly struggling this month ;_;
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coldvampire · 1 month
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please help lol
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Didn’t realize how broke I was until I got the low balance warning today :’)
I’m in my final semester of school & currently too overwhelmed to pick up work on top of that if I’m actually going to graduate by April. My partner is trying to find work but keeps getting ghosted by employers & I don’t have family I can turn to for financial assistance at this time.
I’d be willing to discuss art commissions (work examples can be seen @luxecoffin ) if anyone’s interested in that, although I’d need some extra turnaround time to balance it properly with schoolwork, but if you’re okay with waiting a bit I’m down to work with you :) I haven’t updated pricing in a bit so feel free to DM me for details.
I know everyone’s struggling right now and I absolutely hate asking for help, but I have car & phone payments coming up and my credit card is nearly full at over 20k currently. I won’t be getting any more financial aid since I’m leaving school and I really don’t want to have to consider the possibility of not graduating after I’ve tried for so long.
PayPal | Ko-Fi
If you can’t donate please don’t worry about it, just sharing this around would be an immense help
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spiderversegf · 8 months
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leaves the house for the first time in days. takes a million selfies
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spaciebabie · 1 year
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"Now I know what you're thinking, 'Matpat why would we possibly need to know the whereabouts of Springtrap's jolly baby maker?' Well let me assure you, this one piece of seemingly irrelevant FNAF trivia may prove to be the catalyst for all the things that happen in the game, and the key to solving the FNAF lore altogether. So strap in friends, because we've got a lot of things we need to cover."
a la tumblr being a bastard and not allowing me ta add audio onta this post (its very funny trust bro go read it)
OH I ALMOST FORGOR @skeletoninthemelonland
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againstme · 4 months
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idk man i’m just thinking about against me! and transness, especially cause we’re coming up on ten fucking years of transgender dysphoria blues, on the 21st.
lyrics have been swimming in my head lately.
“what god doesnt give to you, you’ve got to go and get for yourself.”
“if i could’ve chosen, i would’ve been born a woman. my mother once told me she would’ve named me laura. i’d grow up to be strong and beautiful like her.”
“you wouldn’t think something like gender identity would complicate something like asking for some company.”
“she spent the last few years of her life running from the boy she used to be.”
“standing naked in front of that hotel bathroom mirror, in her dysphoria’s reflection, she still saw her mother’s son.”
“agitated states of amazement, never quite the woman that she wanted to be.”
“you want them to see you like they see every other girl, they just see a faggot, they hold their breath not to catch the sick.”
“chipped nail polish and a barbed wire dress. is your mother proud of your eyelashes? silicone chest, and collagen lips. how would you even recognize me?”
“no more troubled sleep, there’s a brave new world that’s raging inside of me.”
“all my life, wishing i was one of them. there will always be a difference between me and you.”
“what’s the best end you can hope for? pity fucks and table scraps?”
“all the young graves filled, don’t the best all burn out so bright and so fast?”
“sometimes at night, i pray to wake a different person in a different place.”
“i don’t want to hang around the graveyard, waiting for something dead to come back. i know you think you’ve got one up on me, that you can see something i can’t.”
“i wanna be so real, you can see the difference.”
“dig up your bones, early graves are not homes.”
“come on, shape shift with me! what’ve you got to lose? fuck it!”
“confessing childhood secrets of dressing up in women’s clothes, compulsions you never knew the reasons to.”
“i’m sick of feeling like i’m losing my mind. sick of doing the same things most nights after night. sick of self loathing and self absorption, self destructive narcissism.”
some of these are directly referencing transness, some just alluding to it. some are just ones that i relate to as i’ve grown up struggling with my gender and sexuality and accepting my own transness and dealing with self harm and self destruction and relying too much on drugs.
finding myself buying baggies of coke and just stuffing them in my wallet while i walked downtown, feeling this immense guilt at the bottom of my stomach for essentially just wasting 25 dollars on a drug that wasn’t doing much for me besides making me feel like i was feeling something different than what my life was. getting scared shitless while in the line at the convenience store after picking up, seeing cops come into the store, and the small tied up bag filled with what was more baby powder than coke in my back pocket felt like the the heaviest and most obvious thing in the world.
and then i’d find myself on calls with my friends, with my camera turned off or pointing at the ceiling, suddenly muting my mic holding a cut up piece of a straw in my teeth as i crushed shit up with my library card from a city i wasn’t planning on living in again. just having them talk while i was racking baby lines, tilting my head back and rubbing it on my gums after. i was sniffling all the time. sometimes my nose would bleed when i would wake up. and i wasn’t even really feeling much; i didn’t know at the time that this would be because of having adhd and just basically spending money on overpriced shit that was just like taking an adderall, but it was a drug in front of me, that gave me the idea or the false hope of running away from my life during the short lived high.
“before you know it, here i am again, fucking 6 o’clock in the morning, rolled up dollar bill in my hand.”
“what the fuck are you cutting this with, anyway?”
“how low can you go before you can’t turn around?”
i don’t think that when i was 14 and getting into against me! that i would ever actually get to a point of fully relating to those lyrics. of running away from such a huge part of yourself or your problems, trying to fill the void with drugs that you’d plow through so quickly, faster than you thought you would every time.
the thing is, was that at this point, i had already started my transition. i was already “passing.” but i never got to the root of it. sure, i’m trans, but who am i? and i didn’t know how to answer that question. so i just pushed it away, pushed it under the rug.
“you can pray all night and day, but you’ll still wake up the same person in the same fucking place.”
against me! has been there for me for ten years. throughout so many transformations of myself, so much shape shifting, so much dysphoria, so many late nights wishing i was a different person in a different place.
i found solace in their lyrics. it gave me some small bit of hope, some realization that i didn’t know that i needed; that trans people always have been and always will be here, that being able to be trans and be alive is possible, and that i don’t have to be digging my own grave, spending late nights staring at the mirror and seeing the girl who i used to be.
against me! gave me the courage to be alive.
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machineryangel · 4 months
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hi gay ppl in my phone!!!! 💞💗💓
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kideternity · 10 months
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Hi, I know this isn’t what I usually tend to post, but I thought this was important to share. Long time comic book writer Len Kaminski, most notably the author behind venom: the hunger, is currently without stable housing or income and is looking for a new place to live. The gofundme attached goes into more detail about his situation. I wanted to help spread the word since he’s one of my favourite comic book writers and it’s really fucked up to see that this has happened to him, so if you’re able to, please donate or at least spread the word
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