Next Opponent!: ROBEAN !!
Please welcome Robean as guest page artist! Their lovely illustrations of Honey and Vamp Fatale will have you on your knees! 🐝🦇
Check out their social media! Bluesky
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Next Opponent!: ROBEAN !!
Please welcome Robean as guest page artist! Their lovely illustrations of Honey and Vamp Fatale will have you on your knees! 🐝🦇
Check out their social media! Bluesky
vamphoney replied to your post “i’m like THIS close to making some shitty fliers and posting them all...”
:((( i wanna
tbh if you’re from SoCal we can make it work
artemisia, chrysanthemum, gladiolus, hyacinth :)
ah shit! i do be not getting on tumblr enough!
artemisia: what would your gravestone say?
uhhhh yikes i think id prefer to not be buried at all. i dont want my corporeal form on earth once im gone that shit freaks me out
chrysanthemum: the most dangerous thing you’ve ever done?
i used to trespass a lot as a teen? but it wasnt dangerous so much as just stupid. i used to drink cough syrup in high school?
gladiolus: if you could shapeshift into any animal, what would it be?
dog 100% no question
hyacinth: favorite candle scent?
fresh linen because i am unbelievably basic and fruity/flowery/sweet scents give me a headache sometimes
vamphoney replied to your post “me, laughing/crying about an academic article I have to read: This is...”
literally same
why are men in academia...... Like That
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Enjoy the silence - depeche mode
Makedamnsure - taking back sunday
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🅱️ampire
I offer the bodies of three honeybees, a cup of rainwater from the last summer storm, a crown woven of delicate twigs and old twine, a red candle, the tooth of a coyote, and a list of cursed names tied up with a strip of green velvet. I pray for the strength to know and accept the truths of the world.
It happens at noon, as most things do. You body is warm and you feel it rise in your belly, the call to courage. With shaking hands you reach inside, and pull out of your burning guts, the red coloured stone of your past fights. And laid open, there on the rocks, you read in your entrails the omen you longed to see:“It’s actually not that spicy.”