#rather fitting

[discreetlycyan]

iim 2obbiing why2 there a bald epedemiic happening

the affects of the epidemic linger. i hear it is spreading beyond just me. it is a relief to not share this burden alone, but my deepest griefs for anyone else who receives bald related erisol asks

[bleeding-fangs-ffxiv]

What Monster Protects You?

[art by Matt Forsyth]

Insatiable hunger... frozen woods... lost... inhuman... depraved. For some, wendigos are a travesty of legend but for others, they are as real as the air we breathe. The bone-chilling tale of the wendigo originates from Algonquian Native American folklore and is the horrifying result of brutal starvation and desperation. A lone hunter strayed from the path, becoming trapped in a snowy wasteland, succumbs to the gnawing craving to fill the hole in his gut... with human flesh. Having grown fond of the flavour, the hunter consumes more and more. With each victim, the hunter finds his humanity slipping away, his body becoming more and more bestial. The hunger does not dissipate either, in fact, it only grows stronger with each passing kill. Yet, the hunter cannot stop himself. He continues to feast on human flesh until he turns into something hardly human. A wendigo. They are said to have the ability to replicate human cries, drawing its victims deeper into the woods and towards their death. You have always been something of an anomaly.  You have never quite fit in. You may seem normal enough but it is as if you don't quite fit into line with everyone else. It is this disconnect which connects the wendigo to you. Maybe you were once a target but now, you are a curiosity. It has dismissed its hunger pangs to observe you. Maybe you remind it tragically of the life it once had. Whatever the reason, it desires to protect that spark you carry, that which should never be extinguished. You have since become rather isolated, putting up a facade to keep others at bay. Perhaps it is this isolation which causes you to lose touch with humanity or the connection with those around you. Maybe you are the type to eat away your problems. Just remember: stick to the path,

You never know where desperation may lead you...

Quiz is here!

Tagged by: @s-mira-asah Tagging: @vysaldhe @its-morphin-time-xiv @isuke-ejinn @glowinggunmetal @neheon-kha @feathers-and-fantasies @hotaruffxiv @archon-ffxiv 

[fairwindsandblueskies]

~ Wolf ~ 

 The Wolf is an animal that is both revered and hated in its symbolism. Oftentimes, the negative idea of Wolves is as an aggressive, instinctive creature that is distrusting of others. In other views, it is seen as a intuitive and free; A representation of the beauty of the wild and the great unknown. In a similar way, you are seen differently depending on the viewpoint of others. You may come off as dark or intimidating at first, but are undeniably loyal to those who have gained your trust. A Wolf familiar guides their master's instincts and decisions, lets them know who they can trust, and protects them. 

 *** 

 This familiar represents 

-Intelligence 

 -Distrust of people 

 -Strong loyalty 

 -Unpredictability 

 -Mystery 

 -Freedom 

[undeadpoolman]

You Give Your Hand to Me...

Wade felt the universe shift when he woke up that morning. He couldn’t explain how, but deep down he just knew something was wrong. Something changed. And he couldn’t fully put his finger on it.

He started by walking the grounds. The shape of Haven was right, everything was where it was supposed to be. Everyone fine and dandy, going about their lives in the apocalypse the best they could. All the animals were where they belonged, even the zombies didn’t seem all that different.

Then why did he have that aching feeling something was wrong?

Maybe he could chalk it up to paranoia. Life did have a way of putting him on guard for no good reason. This could be just another one of those things where his anxiety runs out of control.

He took a deep breath. Maybe he just needed to exercise the demons out, literally. He headed back to his room for a quick change of clothes; sweatshirt baggy sweatpants, and his mask, and made his way to the gym.

He knew the moment he stepped into the gym what was wrong. Nate was there, working on that fine, bulky bod of his, but at the same time he wasn’t. He glitched in Wade’s vision, like lag on a video game, changing from the face Wade knew to something uncanny similar, but foreign all the same.

Preposterous. It’s Nate! Mutant Messiah extraordinaire! The guy who’d been... he’d...

The memory would not come as called. He knew they had been close-no, friends. Lovers-friends. He hadnt seen Nate in a long time, ages, why they just shared a bed that last night-no. It was longer. Months. They never shared a bed nor did anything fun except fight each other sometimes. And he definitely didn’t know what that only too-serious mouth tasted like, even as his lips retained an echo of what had been.

“Cable! Man-outta-time! What are you doin’ here?” He felt himself say, though the words felt scripted. He’d done this before. Outside. With a blinding flash of a bodyslide crashing into his life, again.

@gunsandhope

[socially-awkward-skeleton]

How Does Your Story End...

Thanks @the-maverick-deck for tagging me

Ava is...

contented.

Accomplished, you rest, knowing you have earned this long sleep.

made for tumblr rp.

[n-orangeboi]

Cried yesterday because of school while Toxic by Britney Spears was playing in the bg...

[whimsygardens-archives]

ANIMAL FAMILIAR: TIGER.

STOLEN FROM: @rawregret​ TAGGING:   You!

[everything-after-childhood]

Yay! I guess this is proof I fulfilled my lifelong dream and became Garfield.