* DEVOUR / CREATE.

*OLD DRAGON OF LEGEND. written by inek. / est.14.02.18.

[mulcibere]

starter call. o_o

[mulcibere]

starter call. o_o

[ladead-a]

where to find ricky.

@ladead   :   concept - based OC.   /   med - high activity.   most active.

@mulcibere​   :   lore - based DRAGON OC.   /   med - low activity.

@raptorbled   :   canon   &.   hc - based OWEN GRADY from JURASSIC WORLD.   /   HIATUS.

[shapetorn]

                                             YOU GIVE BAD HEAD  

                                       demonic original character. 18 +                                                      penned by lux

[marakamaarchived-deactivated201]

there are already posts about this, but if someone is angry because you did something to hurt them, you don’t get to dismiss what they’re saying just because it’s not “polite enough”. besides being a load of bullshit (what, you’re allowed to be a rude fuck but they have to be a “bigger person” or they’re not worth your time? hypocrisy at its finest), this is used so much against people of color, especially women of color, and especially black women. it’s racist (hint: if a black woman says something firmly and you immediately interpret that as aggressive, angry, dramatic, and violent, you’re a little racist), it’s used to silence righteous anger, and it’s used to set this unreachable bar of “you must be this polite and subservient to me to be deserving of a shred of basic human decency”. anyone that knows a damned thing about the history of treatment of people of color, and especially black people, should understand why that’s so ugly, hurtful, and racist.

no one should have to speak to you kindly when you made a mistake for you to realize you were wrong and rectify it. trying to force people to be polite to you after you’ve hurt them is some tone policing bullshit and guess what! you can’t use that as an excuse- no one is under any obligation to be kind and polite to you when you’re rude, hurtful, and unapologetic about it. 

[ewaneneollav]

*puts every hard drug in a blender* it’s time

[lahers-blog]

FIRST QUARTER .          YOU    MOURN    IN    SILENCE     ,      for those who remain in your memory      ,      for those you could’ve saved   /   for those whose protection was trusted in your hands      ,       like sand     ,     it broke through your digits  .          YOU    MOURN    IN    SILENCE      ,      for those who deserved justice     ,      the balance had tilted astray  .         luck is for the winners   /   luck is for the reserved  .        YOU    MOURN    IN    SILENCE  .

WAXING GIBBOUS .   YOU    CAN'T    MOVE    ON      ,      you’re made of pieces of them      ,      of the missing    /    may they rest in peace within you  .      grounds and grounds of spurious resignation     ,      a spiral staircase that leads to a dead end     ,     a locked door  .         YOU    CAN'T    MOVE    ON  .         right there      ,      behind the entrance      ,      your inner turmoil stands  .         no light      ,      no hope      ,       it’s void  .              void   /   nugatory  .                      YOU    CAN'T    MOVE    ON  .

FULL  .           DO    YOU    DESERVE    TO    RIDE    SOLO  ?      acknowledge your destiny      ,      avoid past mistakes      ,       your amber hues will set ablaze in your irises tonight      ,      they’ll saturate the blue ocean that wavers in your eyes  .      DO    YOU    DESERVE    TO    RIDE    SOLO   ?        you’ll howl      ,      for whom you’ll ask  .      to nobody  .        a honor      ,      for all the lost ones  .        for those that integrate your tears  .       howl for the gone  .       DO    YOU    DESERVE    TO    RIDE    SOLO  ?

@LAHERS . / SEWN BY MARCO .

[zetsuubo]

[eyauntie-deactivated20181005]

ya’ll stop giving ofconfession the clout just block and report

[veurona]

types of people

honey: lipstick, a sweet voice, confident laughter, handwritten notes, tries their best, loves fashion and dogs, bright eyes like the sun, new cities, good grades

woodsmoke: tired souls, ticket stubs and street maps from places they’ve visited, bodies full of untold stories, missing the train, coffee, gentle words 

wisteria: dreamy evenings, freshly-baked cinnamon rolls, sipping tea, writing in a diary, thick, worn-out jumpers, handfuls of flowers, falling in love, book piles

saltwater: dark, tousled hair, ripped jeans, paintbrushes, lofty grins, swallowing hard, a little broken, trying desperately to be a good person

ink: soft aching hands buried in messy hair, tragic smiles, scribbling on dusty parchment, ancient ruins, attic windows, stars, cups of tea gone cold

thunderstorms: leather jackets, eyeliner wings, sharpening their smiles, lace-up boots, vinyl records, wikipedia articles, tangled earphones, cigarette afternoons

[lahers-blog]

HE      RIDES     SOLO    .                fate  ,   with its gory     ( unforgiving )    CLAWS  ,      they sink into his heart and fissure it  .          they   rummage   ,      they   dismay  .

SEWN BY MARCO.   LOW - ACTIVITY.

[vhsmeme]

* hurt prompts

‘ are you bleeding? ’

‘ take it easy. you hit your head. ’

‘ where does it hurt? ’ 

‘ sit still and let me take a look! ’

‘ how did you get that black eye? ’ 

‘ you should see the other guy. ’ 

‘ did i say you could get out of bed? ’

‘ that’s going to leave a bruise. ’

‘ i’ll get some ice. ’ 

‘ that’s what you get for picking fights. ’

‘ are you trying to give me a heart attack? ’

‘ what’s wrong with you? ’

‘ you can barely stand. ’

‘ did you throw the first punch? ’

‘ that’s a nasty bump. ’

‘ get in the car. you’re going to the hospital. ’

‘ at least bandage it. ’ 

‘ no, you’ll get an infection. ’ 

‘ wet floor signs are there for a reason, you know. ’

‘ you’re lucky. that icicle could’ve killed you. ’

‘ where’s your gratitude? i rescued you! ’

‘ i’m calling the nurse. ’

‘ was that stupid dare worth it? ’

‘ what happened to you? ’

‘ sit down. i’ll make some hot chocolate and fix you right up. ’

‘ are those bandages? ’

‘ you need stitches. ’

‘ look out for that tree branch. ’

‘ i’ve got you. just stay awake. can you do that for me? ’

‘ lean on me. ’

‘ you got two choices: let me carry you, or die out here. take your pick. ’

‘ shit, you’re burning up. ’  

‘ you’re not dying. it’s only a sprained ankle. ’

‘ lie down. ’

‘ i’m sorry. i know it hurts. here, hold my hand. ’

‘ you’re in no condition to be walking around. ’

‘ wake up! wake up! ’

‘ i don’t feel sorry for you. ’

‘ look at your face! ’

[wightwulf-a]

“It does me no good; violence has changed me. / My body has grown cold like the stripped fields; / now there is only my mind, cautious and wary, / with the sense it is being tested.”

— Louise Glück, from Averno; “October” (via eveninglesbian)

[mulcibere]

alright. let me settle this. who here is on the boat of havin their muses wear crop tops....

[nutchecks-deactivated20181101]

today’s the day. i’m scared shitless right now, if i’m being honest. i’m currently going back and forth with someone via email about a possible place because the apartment fell through since I did not have the funds necessary to move. but i’m hoping for the best. what i found requires $385 immediately. i’m not worried about what is owed to the landlord bc that will come from what i’ll receive tomorrow, but after that i will have nothing to move anywhere. please, if you can help me, here is my paypal & my ko-fi. if you can’t, please reblog! thank you so much.

[mulcibere]

HEWWO???

[kobrakush]

COME ON, COME ON ! KISS MY BATTERY ! COME ON, COME ON ! I’LL BE YOUR ANDROID GIRL ! COME ON, COME ON ! LICK MY BATTERY ! COME ON, COME ON !

                                AND FUCK THIS WHOLE WIDE WORLD