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[resurrecti0n-anti-christx]

The desire to masturbate in parking garages grows every day

[icenineporcupine]

“You focus on the sword. As you do, you see from another angle, that sinister […] half mask with a tongue coming out of the side of the mouth? Oh! No no no—that’s a face in profile, and it’s someone smiling and sticking their tongue out, playfully. It’s not actually that bad when you look at it that way… 

“… This is The Liar’s Blade.”

—

I am aware that I recently claimed I used all my art spoons for 2025 on my Caleb piece, but since I have evidently lost my entire mind, here’s some fanart to go along with the outlandish theories I posted yesterday.

[normystical]

what Ever people will dislike songs i like . well now it's kinda sorta in my head kinda ugh . you can swim in it !! ok that's amazing !!

[playstation-dreamcast]

you legally have to tell the story about how the Wesker tomagatchi charm was purchased bc I think it's hilarious

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK ME-

Okay so. For context: I had my eye on the Wesker Tomagatchi charm from TheseNeonVisons for a while now (see picture for reference)

Im not gonna crop it, lol.

Anyway, so this is a story I was told about myself, not necessarily one I remember about myself!

So, it all starts with a birthday party, Magic the Gathering, and a lemon drop margarita. And many, MANY shots. My friends and I have managed to turn Commander into a drinking game, where the jist is if something dies, you drink

And I fucking suck at magic. I am not ment to be a wizard, I main Barbarians for a reason

So it am, to put it lightly, sloshed out of my fucking mind. Full on having an out of body experience. And I guess while I had left my meat sack vacant, some materialistic demon with far more audacity and confidence than I took over my body and messaged Marlowe

(Note: Marlowe and I are actually close friends and have even met irl lol)

So, thr demon messages them asking for 20 dollars. Mind you- the spelling? God awful. Like I was typing with my eyes closed. Probably because I was. Marlowe, being the saint that they are, sent the money and I bought the charm. You would think the story ends there. I wish.

So, my roommate noticed I was on my phone and laughing about "obtaining the secret shiny" (i...i dont know) and took it to see what the hubbub was about.

And was absolutely mortified to see i had messaged Marlowe to ask for money, as I am naturally a very proud man who hates to do this. He takes my phone and asks them if they want the money back, they say "no, keep it, its the Jester fee"

Apprently Marlowe even called to make sure I was okay at one point? But, my roommate was making me pasta, and according to him once my phone rang I took it and hid in the bathroom, door locked. Only Marlowe now knows what took place in that call

Thats about all I got tbh. I didnt even know which charm I got until it got here tbh, because there was a very strong chance it was Leon. Don't be like me kids, please eat before you drink.

Oh, and my final drink count for those wondering:

3 Lemon drop margaritas

2 espresso martinis

2 Jager bombs

1 vodka redbull

1/2 of some fruity drink my friend couldn't finish

And like...7 or 8 shots of various flavors and qualities.

And absolutely 0 water drank until it was too late

[cuddlytogas]

yesterday, my friend celebrated their birthday with a 'book crawl', where we hopped from independent bookshop to independent bookshop across Brunswick and the city - five in total! - conveniently starting at one with a cafe around lunchtime (and planning to end at one with a wine bar in the evening, but it was closed for a private event... </3)

anyway, it was TONNES of fun, but I wasn't really looking for anything in particular, and the first one we went to was all fiction (particularly, as one friend put it, "booktok personified"...), so I thought, oh, I'll be so good today, I'll probably only buy one thing at most...

I proceeded to buy at least one book at the next four shops XD BUT look at this haul, I'm so so so excited about iiittttttt

(I'm particularly excited about the Baldwin essays because, since becoming a team leader at work, I have a lot more free time sitting around in foyers, so I've been meaning to buy a tiny book I can fit in my work bag and leave there, and this will actually be perfect! and Penguin's published a whole series of essays like this at $6 each, so when I finish it, I can just go and get another uvu)

also, I finally went to Amplify, which is a bookstore that only stocks books by people of colour, and has such a fantastic selection, especially of Aboriginal authors!! I had a real hard time choosing just one book to buy, with the shortlist including a beautiful volume of African folklore (which, thank god, my friend bought, so I get to borrow it off her one day <3), one about the Aboriginal community and colonisation specifically just in the Hawkesbury River area (with chapters that covered about five years each, so you know it's going to be in-depth! :D), and an absolutely enormous tome on the history of blackface...

(though it did also demonstrate the importance of intersectionality and the pitfalls of purely identity-based value judgements, because I also spotted Fukuyama's The End of History there, which... yeah, I guess one can't deny he's a person of colour... but it doesn't exactly fit the sort of revolutionary tone of the rest of the shop XD)

holy shit, though, it's been a long time since I went book browsing like this, and when the fuck did books get so universally expensive??? I know everything's more expensive now, I'm not expecting them to be 15-20 bucks anymore, but most ordinary books were 30-35 dollars!! the only normal-sized book in here under that was Revolutionary Yiddishland, which was still 25! what the helly!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(on a much more personal note... my friends almost universally bought a lot of fantasy/fiction, with a smattering of psychology/self-help/memoir in there. which is. [sigh] fine. it's fine. I'm not ashamed of my taste or choices, but I know they're different, and normally that's fine. but it did come in the same day that [a] I asked if anyone would be interested in getting Runescape to play with me, because they've been having these Stardew Valley nights, which I don't play, but I've gotten back into RS because I've had a bit more free time than usual, and I thought it'd be fun to play with a friend... and not a single person responded; and [b] over the course of the day, I realised from snippets of other people's conversations that a friend I was previously very close to is having some major relationship trouble/drama that I knew absolutely nothing about... which is fine, I get it, you can't just text everyone you know when you're going through something, it's nothing personal, etc, and we've both been crazy busy for the last few months so we haven't been catching up as much, and I missed the last big group thing, etc, etc...

but still. that distinct feeling where everyone else in the friend group seems to know about something but no one's told you? I get that enough in my other friend group, where most of them all work[ed] together and see each other frequently, and I constantly feel behind on the news. sucks to have it happen here as well, especially with a friend who I got very close to very quickly, and then feel like we've drifted ever since we both got busier and she got romantic partners........... orz I know it's not on purpose, and we've even talked about it before, but hey. it still sucks. and it made the feeling of weirdness with the book selections just that bit sharper.)

[superunknownspam]

these ones oh yes

i like things to be in twos so this goes under cut

[sekai-no-reita]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: the GazettE (Band) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Reita/Ruki (the GazettE), Aoi/Uruha (the GazettE) Characters: Ruki (the GazettE), Reita (the GazettE), Aoi (the GazettE), Uruha (the GazettE), Kai (the GazettE), original female (?) character Additional Tags: the relationships are in no way the main focus here so don't be discouraged by them, Tales from the Spooky Box 2025, Spooky, Halloween, scary story, a touch of fluff, some humor i guess, Ghouls, Folklore, Blood and Gore Summary:

Surrounded by the aging tombstones they found her.

[a-s-levynn]

And I'm still full of the love you want