Freshly Ground Brains

big hairy werewolf of a dyke often spotted wandering around in the moonlight. a serial hobbyist swapping every month. Older than u think.

[pomegranatefae]

"Do not price your life so cheaply, Griddle"

Oh honey. You have no idea. You will soon though. In just a few days you will know in excruciating detail exactly how cheaply Gideon values her life when yours is on the line.

[xanaxfarts]

[herrmit]

started reading harrow the ninth. here's a collage

edit: gideon edition

[herrmit]

prequel to the harrowhark collage. we love you gideon nav

[angelvvrath]

Was just diagnosed with “need to bite you” disorder. Yeah sorry it’s terminal. The only cure is biting you. C’mere.

[evil-genius-shark]

I know the points been made, but god damn, Gideon must have been terrifying for most of Canaan House. She is this muscle bound mute wearing half assembled skull face paint and dark robes, often skulking around the building with her creepy necromancer out of sight. The first time anyone sees her duel she doesn’t seem to register this as a sport and instead just bodies the other cavalier. She’s from a planet of weird monks and nuns who love bones and she is either so pious she took a vow of silence or care so little of everyone else that she simple has nothing to say. The moment things start to deteriorate amongst the various houses she and her necromancer are ready to tear shit up.

Then she opens her mouth and she is this dumbass jock who may only think about swords and boobs. 10/10 perfect character.

[deadreckon-deactivated20230712]

blood is basically the most normal thing for a sword to hunger for. if a sword gained sentience and started asking me for blood i'd be like yeah i thought you might say that

[striatoncitytoilet]

(repeated like a mantra while rubbing my temples) i will stay silly and not allow the world to make me bitter and cruel. i will stay silly and not allow the world to make me bitter and cruel. i wi

[wifegideonnav]

happy pride to girls who didn’t know that women could be nice to you, inscrutable polycules, straight people in forbidden marriages, body snatchers who kiss their own reflections, poets obsessed with long-dead warriors, predatory cougars, lesbians who are in fact the problem, and girls who are in love with a corpse

[midwestemogirlfriend]

[ontologicallyevilseme]

getting an evil spirit put inside you without your knowledge or consent is basically a classic childhood experience

[nocturnaltigerrevelation]

>have problem

>recognize it as part of my divine punishment

>no problem

[philosophybits]

“The only difference as compared with the old, outspoken slavery is this, that the worker of today seems to be free because he is not sold once for all, but piecemeal by the day, the week, the year, and because no one owner sells him to another, but he is forced to sell himself in this way instead, being the slave of no particular person, but of the whole property-holding class.”

— Friedrich Engels, The Condition of the Working Class in England

[chimchiri]

This is an illustration commission for the fic S. lepidophylla on AO3 by @jarofbeees

Had a looot of fun working on this and it was nice doing a lot of rendering again !

[meowthiroth]

rate the fit

[antlered-vixen]

I am so tired of short-attention-span, trim-the-fat culture. All writing advice these days is for how to write like Chuck Palahniuk. "Cut 'think', cut 'feel', cut 'wonder' - only action, only pushing forward, show and move and move and move." What if I could emulate this style, and still don't want to? What if I want to write like Henry James, with three paragraphs of introspective musings between each dialogue line? The music advice is, "make it shortform, make it Tik-Tok compatible, make it punchy, hit the refrain as soon as possible." What if I want that 10-minute prog rock piece? What if I want that symphony? What if I want it slow and luxurious and lazy? Movies. Series. Poetry. Bodies. Everything is "trimmed trimmed trimmed trimmed, stripped bare, you have three seconds to win me over, make it airport chic." I don't want to win you over, then, I guess. I want the fat left it. I want the pleasure and the indolence and the indulgence. Fuck this art-advice that's always "your art needs Ozempic."

[pansyfemme]

my brain has subconciously decided that tiktok is “unhealthy” but tumblr is “healthy” which i dont think is entirely true but i kind of like the idea.