✫ king ✫

✫ godtiercomplex ✫ (they/them | she/her) ✫ black ✫ womanist ✫ lesbian ✫ grown af ✫ #GoodVibesOnly ✫

[godtiercomplex]

hello, and welcome to my blog.

my name is maya/king and i'm officially too old and tired to care overly much about a lot of things anymore.

you can check out my carrd which is probably more updated than this post.

you can find me @godtiercomplex nearly everywhere online that i want to be found.

i'm tryna my hardest to get better about tagging after years of just not giving a single fuck, after years of giving too much of a fuck. a happy medium has been reached.

my personal post tag is #maya misadventures.

reblogged posts will be tagged (typically) #damn nerds!

i'm super into a lotta things, but mostly shift between interests.

i'm much more active on my twitter/bluesky!

thanks for reading!

~maya

[64mpg]

*has the worst mood swing you’ve ever seen in your life* haha sorry about that. what’s up

[selfcarereminder]

the version of you that got through that thing you thought would break you, that person still lives inside you. you have that strength available whenever you need it

[orpheuslament]

oftentimes two guys who want to fuck each other not fucking each other is hotter than if they fucked each other

[berryinnit]

t-shirt with the words “high-functioning corpse” printed on it

[annebronte-deactivated20210628]

reblog if you wear glasses. too many mutuals don't know they have glasses wearers in their midsts

[ahsoka-in-a-hood]

Apparently some people still need to hear this so: using an 'ai checker' is still using ai. If you are feeding someone's fic to one of these checkers, you will still not be sure their fic is ai because they are not 100% accurate, but you can be 100% sure that you are using ai. For fic. Furthermore you are doing the work of an ai scraper for them. You are, personally, feeding the machine. There is no actual excuse for using an ai checker on fanfic as a hobby. YOU are the problem.

If you think a fic is ai, mute it and move on. That's it. That's all you do.

[smooththegoofyshark]

🌻🌼🌷🌸🏵️🌹🌺💐🍀

Some flowers for anyone not feeling their best today

[nebulae-d]

"okay, but are you a nonbinary woman or a nonbinary man" im going to nonbury you in a fucking hole.

[soreheadinamblemood]

[bootyshorts-with-this-on-the-ass]

Booty shorts with “it’s plot exposition, it has to go somewhere” on the ass

[r0zeclawz]

reading dnis is a great way to learn words that no one has ever used and might not even be real

[mewvore]

"we detected a mature post" yeah I'm in my 30s

[selfcarereminder]

genuine question: what actually makes you feel loved? have you ever properly sat with that?

[nealashitposts]

I recently found out why my mom would never sleep around me when I was a kid. Like she’d never let herself take naps or sleep if I was awake, ever. Or if she did, she would lock her bedroom door. So when I was 6, I was asleep in my bed in the middle of the night when I hear a loud bang, like a pot being dropped and come out to the living room to see my mom standing by the window, with just a huge pile of spaghetti all over the sill, and a pot on the ground, and I ’m like “Are you gonna eat all that?” And ya’ll she get’s BIG MAD and yells at me and chases me to my room but then a little while later a bunch of cops show up and ask me a bunch of random ass questions about my art? Like this one cop lady keeps asking me to draw dragons for her?! And they seem mad as hell

I didn’t want to get arrested so I just never asked my mom for spaghettis after that. Lesson, learned. Don’t ask mom for spaghettis or she’ll call the damn police on you. 

So I have this memory in my head, and it goes unquestioned until I say it outload for the first time a few months back and as soon as I say the words “When I was six, my mom called the cops on me for asking for spaghettis” My adult logic slams into place and is like “Hang on. Your mother definatly did not call the police on a 6 year old for asking for spaghetti.” 

So obviously that’s not what really went down. I call up my mom to tell her how I remember it and on top of her figuring out why her kid has always been really cagey around spaghettis for the last 3 decades she tells me what really happened. 

So on that night, a man tried to break into our house through the front window. It was just my mom, and her kids so she did what she felt she had too and shot him in the head. He’d been wearing a helmet, which landed on the floor under the window.

Now I just want ya’ll to put yourselves in my moms shoes for a minute here. This woman has just taken a human life. The trauma of that- the instant agony, the panic, the guilt, the fear- all of it hitting her at once, her only solace the knowledge that her children are safe. She protected her daughters. No matter the cost to her soul- her children are safe.

Then she looks up and sees her six year old staring at the inside of this mans head before saying “Are you gonna eat all that?” 

[nealashitposts]

I suspect they were trying to keep me busy and distracted while they cleaned up the corpse in the living room?!?

[nealashitposts]

someone said tumblr nuked this post, but I could never be so lucky.

[luna-azzurra]

Your found family trope works because none of them chose each other and somehow that's exactly why they'd burn the world down for one another

[molabuddy]

really specific trope i like that i feel like can only be explained in a diagram

[fidget-sinner]

En Anglais, on ne dit pas “quatre vingt dix neuf”, on dit “ninety nine” qu'on pourrait traduire comme “Hurr durr, regardez mois, j'ai un système de numérotation fonctionnel” et je crois que c'est magnifique.