part of my masculine charm is that i'm completely insane

never ask a woman her age a man his salary your mutual how late it is in her timezone when she starts posting about that bisexual man

oh thats hot as hell. if only sex was real

howdy all!!

some of you may remember that i had top surgery back in january of this year. the sale i had to raise money for it was hugely helpful, and i thank all of yall so much for your support with that

unfortunately i didnt have a lot of time between when i was able to schedule the surgery to when the surgery took place to raise money and i ended up about ... $7000 short ... i was able to get the surgery and its been absolutely wonderful and life changing, truly a decade and a half long dream come true, but im now several thousand dollars in debt and thats been hanging over my head in a big way

so ... im hosting a jam!! submissions to the jam will be put in a bundle and proceeds from the bundle will go towards paying off the debt. which means any submissions would be a charitable donation and i will be so so so grateful for them

the jam is gonna go for a few weeks (till may 10th) and then the bundle will run until my birthday on june 14th :o) helping to get some of this paid off will be such a good birthday present

more details on the jam page. spreading the word is soooo appreciated!!!

The “oh I could definitely write this fanfic in under 5000 words and it really wouldn’t take me that long” voice in your head is actually the devil speaking

let it once be me

[1.5 k. i have a lot of feelings about lucy frostblade and kipperlilly copperkettle and teenage girl friendship. minor spoilers for ep 15 and 16.]

They were a party. A team. A cleric's job was to be helpful. She liked helping Kipperlilly. No more than she liked helping any of them, she told herself. She used to believe it. She was good at belief. At the type of faith that seemed unappealing to other people. So she told herself she liked helping her just as much as she liked helping any of them.

It was a cleric’s job to be helpful. She liked helping her as much as she liked helping any of them. Another hairpin just in case.

read here <3

i read @brennan-lee-mother 's post and well... yikes

there is so much intimacy in creating something together

even when i am not posting, know that horrible sentences are raging within me

she has a willatine for you ☺️

Woahhh

(From the dropout discord- next FHJY episode is gonna be LONG!)

i love riz gukgak because hes a little cunt but is also kind and gentle at heart and i love gorgug thistlespring because he is kind and gentle at heart but is also a little cunt

the black rabbit

image descriptions: a black ceramic rabbit with pink antlers and a white, eyeless face. Sharp triangle and spiral designs coil over it. The pink covering of its antlers is cracked; the same cracked pink pigment forms a mask over where the rabbit's eyes should be.

fishes for the homos i mean homies

[ID: nine fish with collaged scales of different colored and patterned paper, each with glittery fins.]

let it once be me

[1.5 k. i have a lot of feelings about lucy frostblade and kipperlilly copperkettle and teenage girl friendship. minor spoilers for ep 15 and 16.]

They were a party. A team. A cleric's job was to be helpful. She liked helping Kipperlilly. No more than she liked helping any of them, she told herself. She used to believe it. She was good at belief. At the type of faith that seemed unappealing to other people. So she told herself she liked helping her just as much as she liked helping any of them.

It was a cleric’s job to be helpful. She liked helping her as much as she liked helping any of them. Another hairpin just in case.

read here <3

wheel of fortune

[Image Description: A drawing of a wheel of fortune tarot card. The card is Cass Bluebell from the home game Lost Township leaning against a bar counter. One arm is crossed against her chest, resting on the other which holds up a lit cigarette. She is looking down and smiling. She has freckles on her face and arms, a vertical scar on her cheek, and long brown hair in a ponytail over her shoulder. There is a laurel of bluebells in her hair. She wears a black tank top, blue jeans and silver hoop earrings. She’s stood in front of a circular window, the frame of which looks like a wooden wheel. Through it a blue sky is visible. The phases of the moon are drawn where spokes connect with the outer frame. The window is framed by two simple antlers on the wall either side of it. Written above each antler is "X’ and “Wheel of Fortune" is written in block caps across the top of the window frame. End ID.]