wretched goober

autistic trans girl who is silly and wacky and SO cool hedge knight of poor renown, illustrator, mini painter, rules writer, GM, notable sword pervert (she/her)

[squidd1e]

Hello! This is mostly a personal account for scrolling and reblog spam. I will post my art sometimes but it'll be pretty scarce.

Tags I will be using for my creations (and other related posts) from now on: #crossblade

#the iron valley

#moving onward

#azora

You can explore them as you wish. The tags may be barren for quite some time, as I have unposted art going back years from now. Each tag is related to a different worldbuilding project in my head that you can ask me about if you'd like. Just don't expect much consistency lol

For illustrations: #box of whimsical arts

For model painting and kitbashing: #box of whimsical models

[papersnatch]

(that was the problem) continuation of this

[cloevr]

[cloevr]

[holdoncallfailed]

ever since i was a little girl i knew i wanted to deny location sharing and turn off personalized ads and reject all non-essential cookies and not set up siri and face ID

[satanfemme]

"resurrected" is probably too strong a word for what's happened to pjackk. he's still dead as fuck and not ok. but his corpse has drifted back to shore and we can poke it with sticks again. so there's that.

[satanfemme]

turns out resurrected was too strong of a word because they exploded his corpse again for some reason.

[saejima-nyan04]

we all had a pjackk dead wife flashback today

[orcbara]

i swear to god if people don't start understanding that responding to doylist critique of a piece of media with watsonian exonerations is not an actual rebuttal

[orcbara]

somebody saying "hey i don't like that the only gay man in this story is a weird pervert and it portrays gay sexual promiscuity as a moral failing and character flaw" cannot be rebuked by arguing about how the character's backstory or personality traits explain their behaviour. the choices made by a writer are all fundamentally mutable; somebody saying an author's choices should have been different is not going to be persuaded by an argument that takes those choices as immovable fact

[justanisabelakinnie]

[rogersandclarke]

[kaban-bang]

[kaban-bang]

[divenlydecayed-deactivated20260]

Did you hear a new love language just dropped? yeah its crazy. Its called just fuckin biting them.

[k1ntsug1-r0b0t-g1rl]

reblogging this but shaking my head the whole time to show i don't believe in love languages

[crowdokobolds]

Reblogging this while biting someone and shaking my head the whole time to rend flesh

[haaaaaaaaaaaave-you-met-ted]

Horus Heresy Sketchbook - Emperor's Custodian Guard Concept Art by John Blanche

[peashooter85]

Hand and a half sword, German or Swiss, circa 1550-1580

from Alban Arms and Armor

[targetedknowledge]

[miragefannumber3]

my malfunctioning parts

[gummybearattacktheworldofdespair]

[finnglas]

when i was a tiny baby queer (aka a 24-year-old), i went to my first pride festival probably three months after i kicked ex-gay therapy to the curb and came out to my parents. being the people they are, my parents came with me. they weren’t really sure about this whole gay thing, but they loved me and wanted me to be safe and happy and wanted to be involved in what was important to me, so they came along. (i also think my mother still might have thought i might get drugged or murdered or beaten by a protester of which there were plenty.)

anyway i wanted a memento of my first pride, you know, and this one vendor was selling keyrings, and i liked it, so i bought one. do you remember those italian charm bracelets that were all the rage like 10-15 years ago? it was a keychain like that, and it had a rainbow rooster, a rainbow cat, and then just a rainbow, and so I bought it.

i run into my mom a couple of vendors over and she goes oh you bought something? what’d you get? so i showed her, and i was like, “I’m not sure why it’s a rooster and a cat. Seems kind of random. But I liked the rainbows.”

and my mom, who was some form of minister’s wife for most of my childhood and teenagerhood, stares at me like she thinks i’m joking.

“What?” i say.

“…it’s a cock and a pussy, Jules,” she says flatly, and that is the story of how i died at the age of 24 while attending my first pride festival.

[finnglas]

I love how every June this one gets dug up and passed around again, lmao.

[finnglas]

oh no is this what we’re doing now

[finnglas]

…relic…

*crumbles and blows away on the wind*