Jules of Nature
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
almost home
One Nice Bug Per Day
Cosmic Funnies
if i look back, i am lost
i don't do bad sauce passes
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Cosimo Galluzzi
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Love Begins
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Kaledo Art
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@luckybonez
“Kiss me like your obsidian dagger has bit through my breastbone and my blood is filling the altars rune grooves.”
Words from@hottestsingles on twitter! Thanks to art dad for retweeting those beautiful words.
Edit: Print now available at my print shop!
Windswept 🍃
Are you disappointed that I’m not a murderer? I mean, a little.
i love him
Regret.
Welcome to Schlatt’s Big Man Gym, where no one does cardio and everything is cursed
they're lesbians, Harold.
sometimes a slumber party is just a technological tracker making minor repairs to their synthetic nightmare bf.
gather your resolve, commander
i love him
my party goes to a party! 🎉
when the rest of your party is unhinged but you love em anyway
when the rest of your party is unhinged but you love em anyway
There is truly no greater love than taking your most adored fictional character and throwing them into the emotionally-devastating angst fueled trash compactor and pressing every single button on the machine just to see what will happen
it really does bug me that we have this weird caveating in some conversations around Dark and Messed Up Writing (fanfic and real fiction alike) where there’s that pussyfooting of “they could be working through trauma/they could be processing things/they could this that or the other” in some way to still cater to the purity politics brigade.
And it’s like, who cares? Who cares why people write what they write? Who gives a fuck? Maybe they’re working through trauma, absolutely. Maybe they’re not and they just really like the dynamic of these characters. Maybe they think it’s interesting to explore the dark, twisted and fucked up side of what it means to be human. Maybe they thought it was hot. Maybe they just had this thought and it wouldn’t leave them alone, and sure it was twisted, but they had to get it out so they did in a safe normal way which is through writing. Maybe it’s some combination of the above. Maybe it’s something else entirely. Who cares.
Who fucking cares.
Christ ya’ll. No one needs to make excuses for why they write what they write.
Full stop.
The end.
No more, no less.
tag appropriately; if you don’t like don’t read; if someone doesn’t tag appropriately be an adult and be polite about giving them a heads up; if you can’t be an adult about that you shouldn’t be online reading fic.
god.
Commission for @luckybonez 💜
*heavy southern accent*: terfs aint got no friends
