impact crater

a horse is not a home

[alarici]

currently into: death note (meronia, m2)

block #a.personal for random / off topic / personal

about page in bio | bolide on ao3

dni=I’ll just block you

[pissvortex]

Please compare this leaked slide describing ICE’s strategy for identifying people to deport from America to Seth Harp’s description of the U.S. military Special Operations F3EAD targeting cycle resulting in upwards of a million dead Iraqis.

Fascism is an imperial boomerang whereby the logic of murderous, looting warfare abroad is applied to civilians domestically — the jackals have brought Iraq home with them. And they’re even using the same $50,000 sign on bonus to trick the dumbest, cruelest dregs of American society to do it for them!

[alarici]

Something so freeing in getting genuine feedback along the lines of you’re not as good as you thought you were. Why does no one like my output or what I create oh because I need to hit the books again what a productive answer instead of the platitudes. It’s not that everyone hates me it simply simply I didn’t recognize the shortcoming myself because despite being aware I have many blindsepots I sadly CANNOT SEE THEM

[alarici]

[celebrateeachnewday]

Artist Jane Crowther

[alarici]

they should give that horse more cocaine. so that he can score more goals. in hockey.

[mclennonyaoi]

i feel like those posts thatre like “REAL gay people don’t talk about yaoi discourse they go to gay clubs and do ket” are crazy like i understand they’re critiquing a hyper specific genre of online queer but babe they can do both… i know people who are ravers and are always on shrooms and read mcr rpf like i feel like we draw a big line between the online queer community and the in person one but that girls at gay bars have tumblr accounts it’s really not that seperate

[mclennonyaoi]

[mclennonyaoi]

[peachfromcmbyn]

People on Tumblr love sharing information about themselves no matter how asinine it is. And I'm the same way. Everybody tell me what the last thing you drank was.

[alarici]

armageddon my grand experiment in a new weird style that i cannot pick back up when i try to finish the damn thing 2 years later

[iwillmissourtalks]

truly anything can be good if you do enough textual analysis

[iwillmissourtalks]

fandom at its core is about the age old question “what if they were doing that shit on purpose”and then they weren’t

[alarici]

i survived (akg ch9)

[alarici]

I finally sat down to start to finish akg. Takeaway being how did I write some of this (positive) and also how did I post some of this as is (negative).

[alarici]

I’m not gonna make it through this year if it kills me im going to kill this year

[alarici]

After meeting more people in the professional fine* arts they seem to have a weird obsession with prestige and proximity to Namedrop Namedrop I’m so hot and sexy or my product is and half of them are evil? Everyone is proving their worth and seems to also hate themselves? And is moving to Spain.

[alarici]

sometimes the “blorbo” is not a “blorbo” at all and has probably been seen live in your favorite bar. Top 5 reasons to become normal immediately.

[raisinchallah]

ok enough regular fujoshi media we need to investigate how writing about men fucking is actually proxy sex between women we need a story about two womens increasingly codependent and toxic online friendship built on writing slash fiction together escalating to doing sex roleplay on instant messengers pretending to be their favorite ship to get better at writing so they can really embody the mind of the characters obviously and talking one of the women thru her divorce and their weird emotionally blurred and toxic friendship as the more talented friend keeps leveraging her popularity and control over a major fanfic site in the fandom to keep control over the rapidly deteriorating friendship and they have weird phone sex and one of them realizes they are gay for real and gets a girlfriend whos jealous of how much time shes spending online and the friendship eventually explodes and one of them goes on to get published and the other woman shows up at her book signing and its the first time they have ever seen each other face to face but only one of them knows who the other is

[disease]

“DID I LEAVE THE LIGHTS ON?” ANNA PARK // 2019 [charcoal and graphite on paper | 42 ¼ x 59″]