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my pinned post: *literally says my askbox is closed*
me: ahhhhh,
My askbox is actually open, BTW.

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me: man, it sure is weird how I don't seem to get any asks
my pinned post: *literally says my askbox is closed*
me: ahhhhh,
My askbox is actually open, BTW.
welcome to body world (inhales shakily through my clenched teeth) a world where everyone has a body
DRAGONITE + MAGIKARP - WATER/DRAGON
if it finds someone shipwrecked out at sea, it tries to guide them back to land. however, its hopelessly poor memory and sense of direction means it's rarely successful
"Telepathic Blood Eel" would make a sick name for a band, BTW.
I'm normally ambivalent about blood when it comes to horror movies. Usually when there's a lot of blood it means that someone's getting murdered in a gory and brutal fashion, and that's not something I care for unless it's really over the top.
But blood, on its own, is cool and fun. So the fact that Iron Lung features that much of it, with a fairly minimal amount of gore and dismemberment, is a plus. Blood for the blood god.
Also, horror as a whole does not have enough psychic blood eels.
I saw a bumper sticker and thought “is that seductive Daffy Duck” and then when I looked closer I realized it was actually a fishing bumper sticker but also. also it is still very much seductive Daffy Duck???? somehow????????
I'm normally ambivalent about blood when it comes to horror movies. Usually when there's a lot of blood it means that someone's getting murdered in a gory and brutal fashion, and that's not something I care for unless it's really over the top.
But blood, on its own, is cool and fun. So the fact that Iron Lung features that much of it, with a fairly minimal amount of gore and dismemberment, is a plus. Blood for the blood god.
Finally managed to get through Iron Lung. 10/10, exactly enough blood. We need to bring back the art of locking attractive men in boxes and letting them figure it all out for themselves.
This is not a Project Hail Mary-safe space, BTW. I'm talking about actually hot guys, not the generic ones they pump out at the Hollywood Film Star Factory.
Finally managed to get through Iron Lung. 10/10, exactly enough blood. We need to bring back the art of locking attractive men in boxes and letting them figure it all out for themselves.
i'm like a fujoshi but for dead people
if you could see the thread i'm hanging on by you would not say these things to me
Jenova's basically an abstract metaphor for western colonialism and extractivism, so if she was human I think she'd be a CEO who's like "YESSSSSSS CUT DOWN THOSE FORESTS! STRIP MINE THAT LAND! POLLUTE THOSE RIVERS! YESSS!"
All while shopping for Wonderbread...
The iron hook slid free from his shoulder with a wet metallic shriek. Something black and arterial splashed across the stones between them.
The torturer stepped back instinctively. Not out of mercy. Out of surprise. The prisoner laughed. Not loudly. Worse than loudly. Softly. Like he had just remembered a private joke older than civilization.
“You still think pain is a language,” he said.
Another blow. This time across the mouth. Teeth cracked. Blood sheeted down his chin in long ribbons.
The interrogator hissed through clenched teeth. “Tell me where God went.”
The prisoner turned his head slowly. There was blood in his smile now.
“There are organisms,” he said, “living beneath Antarctic ice that have never seen the sun and have still learned how to eat.”
The room had gone very still. Somewhere in the dark, machinery groaned.
The interrogator grabbed him by the jaw hard enough to bruise bone.
“You think this makes you immortal?”
The prisoner spat a clot of red onto the floor between them.
“No,” he whispered.
“I think it makes you temporary.”
The torches flickered.
For one impossible second, the interrogator became aware of his own pulse. The heat in his veins. The soft wetness of his eyes. The damp animal electricity inside every living thing. The prisoner watched realization bloom across his face and smiled wider, blood running between his teeth.
“You cannot threaten a creature from the dirt,” he said, “with returning to the dirt.”
— excerpt from Shit I Just Made Up To Exemplify How All This Tumblr Prose Sounds
i am not mad at the sweethearts in the comments and replies going “but i like this!” and i will write a weird hook torture scene in whatever i work on next just for you. with more beautifuler words and actions and dialogue that Means
You know what? Forget the discourse. This is no longer my hill to die on.
You wanna ship canonically aspec characters because “aro/ace people can still date/have sex”? Okay, then. LET’S DO IT. I wanna see an aromantic character with an alloromantic love interest. I wanna see that confession of undying love and the moment when the aro character says they will never feel the same way—not romantically.
I wanna see the asexual character with their allosexual partner. I wanna see that moment when the ace characters tries sex with their partner for the first time because they want to make them happy only to realize that they are 100% sex repulsed.
I wanna see the two demiromantics who don’t even know if what they feel is romantic attraction, but they adore each other and just want to make healthy snacks together and destroy each other at Mario Kart.
I wanna see the two aces who love sensual affection and are figuring out what they define as sexual or not.
I wanna see the romance + sex neutral aroace who happily and consensually does whatever makes their partner happy…but their partner still struggles with feeling undesired.
Oh, babe. You thought shipping an aspec character would be just like shipping an allo character?
UPDATE: Okay, wow. I had no idea this post was gonna blow up like this. 😂 Like THIS MANY people want these kinds of stories too? I'm shook.
So, uh...*pulls collar nervously* I actually publish stories like this? I'm the author of a YA horror-fantasy series called The Stormwatch Diaries. Long story short, I'm republishing the first three books to fully explore my main characters' asexuality and aromanticism.
So if you're looking for an aspec relationship dynamic that involves:
Being in love with your best friend
It's mutual
You're both ace
And aro? Demiromantic?? Qoiromantic??? WHO KNOWS
You're a bonded pair and cannot be adopted separately
Oh, and there's graveyard cuddle time
Then maybe *sweats*...maybe you'd like to check out my first book Legend of the Storm Sneezer, which is coming out on Asexual Visibility Day next year? (April 6th, 2026.)
"it's just stress" oh thank god, it's just the silent killer that slowly kills you, perfectly harmless, no need to worry
Nothing better than a human/monster couple where the humans kinda into it when the monster gets scary/more monster-y
hey guys unpopular opinion but you’re not a bad person if you don’t care about every bad thing happening in the world all the time, or if you do care but you’re not constantly reblogging posts spreading awareness and information
it’s okay if you’re just on tumblr to have fun and reblog things you like or that make you happy.
humans aren’t made to process trauma and suffering on a worldwide scale without any breaks whatsoever & the internet has created an unprecedented access to bad news so please never feel guilty for scrolling past it because you can’t process it! and you’re not doing anything wrong & there’s no need to feel guilty
i love writing out numbers and then putting them in parentheses like "one (1)" even when i dont need to i think its funny