[Black text on a white background that reads:

my gender is whatever makes me easiest to kill,

my gender is breeding stock, kill all men, can’t you just stay unobtrusive and neutral, the question cut apart in debate chambers, my ragged flesh and bones picked for statistics and arguments by vultures in suits who go home to too-young wives, breathing out my same old screams to useless onlookers sitting in rows, you’re disgusted by my blood on the floor but unwilling to shoot down what’s killing me slowly, what are the magic words i need to say to get you to care that i’m dying, 

my gender is polite young woman in a pantsuit long long dead, forward-thinking and modern, isn’t it funny that she lived as a man, she wanted better opportunities, we dug up the body and passed it around the archives and if you look here you’ll see the place where they cut out the most important parts, so sad to see such irreversible damage, so sad she never had children, so sad she was mutilated, but she was such a trailblazer, the first woman to put a bullet in a state senator’s head,

my gender is a bullet in a state senator’s head, shooting down vultures before they break my sibling’s skin, crippled tranny faggot (triple threat) with a score to settle, with a gash down the center of its chest spitting fire through pharmacy phone lines, never fucked someone who wasn’t an enemy of the state, never was your little girl, sticking around till the bitter end and triple dog dare you to come bash me yourself you bloody-beaked coward, come watch me be the monster you all say i am,

my gender is whatever makes me hardest to kill.]

pov u fell off the ropes course while trying to impress your co counselors and passed out (they were totally laughing at u btw)

Wait shit

Warriors what did you DO

How do I even interpret this looking back was it planned do you think it through what the fuck is even happening is this the most multilayered foreshadowing in existence what is going on Wars what the FUCK

Sleipnir Lip Aesthetics

I understand why people often say things along the lines of "academic folk who admire Tolkien do so for his ideas/themes and work with setting and ambition, not for the style or quality of his prose." But also ... lmao, speak for yourself. LOTR would be 1000x poorer without Tolkien's personal prose style as well as the (frequently complex) interplay between the language and style of epic poetry and emphatically novelistic prose.

I think Tolkien is (at least in English) a better prose writer than a poet, but his prose is also very poetic when it's not deliberately anti-poetic. A lot of the language just seems very beautiful and effective to me in a way that doesn't diminish verisimilitude or immersion or the ultimate purpose of the novel, and IMO that's something very few people are good at.

He's not alone in it by any means. But there's a committed, unembarrassed richness to his default style that I just don't encounter that often in English of that kind, and which I think is very impressive. It doesn't always work, but I think it usually does, and both can illuminate character in really intriguing ways (take a look at which characters can shift between these registers and which mostly don't or can't—it's interesting!) and can just linger with you as powerful, effective language.

all this talk about wolves made me pick up wolvden again so please look at my new most special son of all time now and forever. his name is JUNEBUG!!!!

GIVE ME FIGHT THREADS :GUN:

WHAT TRAGIC HORROR CHARACTER TROPE ARE YOU?

FRANKENSTEIN'S MONSTER. this plight is the simplest of them all: you did not ask for this. you were never given a choice. no part of yourself feels human, just a collection of traits you've picked up from mirroring anyone you could, even the people you meet through a television screen. it's alienating to live that way — yet someone has called you the alienating one. maybe too many people to count. maybe they treated you so uncomfortably inhuman that it's all you can understand now, or you've dug yourself into such a deep hole in an attempt to keep safe that you can't remember a person living in the home of your body at all.

being alive is confusing and painful and lonely and loud but living is all there is to being human — you're already there. just take air into your lungs and breathe. close your eyes and picture a beautiful sky. you made that. you painted that yourself.

Nasty yuckers

i can actually draw???? wow that's a surprise

How about... don't follow and / or interact with my blog / smut if you're below the age of 18? ✨✨🫣

it's about the specifically this type of glasses

maybe being an addict at 16 isnt a silly goofy fun fact but a detrimental experience that shaped me as a person and continues to haunt me through adulthood

I’ve been following you for years, and now that I’m starting to play through the Ace Attorney series I’ll be able to finally go through your tags and get what’s going on lmao

oh my god............🤝 only getting into aa within the past 2 years

enjoy!! dfskhjgf

New year and he's still in his office far too late at night. For such a new age, he seemed to always have endless paperwork to look through.

He was supposed to give up smoking this year as well....

and yet.....

Takuma takes a long drag and sits back in his chair. Maybe 2025.

Looking at my old drawings is so... I'm so happy for my own improvement but also ououououghghghgh....