thanks for sharing my mushrooms. they had like 1 note yesterday so your boost helped a lot. The world -does- need more mushrooms
Glad I could help more people appreciate your funky fungus

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thanks for sharing my mushrooms. they had like 1 note yesterday so your boost helped a lot. The world -does- need more mushrooms
Glad I could help more people appreciate your funky fungus
yooooo thanks guys, they sell resin at Michael’s so I might give that a shot :o
void-official replied to your post: there’s only two types of salieri/mozart, and it’s...
apparently if you write a word its searchable in some way its happened to me before. thats why you see those posts like “If you like f/a/te/s/t/ay/ni/ght unfollow me RIGHT NOW because the dashes make it unsearchable. anyway dont hate dana Mozarts clearly been dead for 227 slutty, slutty years so its ok for people on tumblr to…weirdly…lust after him….
so turns out people are just so passionate about real life composers antonio salieri and wolfgang amadeus mozart that they not only obsessively search and check their tags but also look at posts that have less than 100 notes and talk about shipping those very same real life composers and just go ‘yeah, seems legit’ and reblog it like that’s just a perfectly normal post to make and thing to write about them
void-official replied to your post “THIS IS THE HIGHEST POSSIBLE PRAISE”
you probably -can- kill god if you bring 6 berserkers
i roll up to the pearly gates with six berserkes in tow and god just lies down and accepts his fate, i am god now and my first action as divine overlord is to have siegfried reworked into a useable servant
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"Hot Damn" for Izek
He looks at the tall broad shouldered man and his heart leaps into his throat. He's asking him to tell him how attractive he is--it was probably part of his games...but he would give in. He looked over his strong face, his scars and his towering height. "Izek is wonderful. Kirill give highest number"
16 Kirill/Izek
3 libras - A perfect circle
Izek looked at Kirill. He was beautiful, oh so perfect with his soft un touched skin. He was innocent to the world, always giving and hesitant to take. He always gave Izek all the love and affection from his heart even when the man felt it was completely undeserved. Izek was broken unworthy of this love.
Just as the other had been.
Carlyle.
Kirill had only told him once before it sent him into a rage and a quest to kill the very man who harmed his beautiful angel. Kirill insisted that Carlyle was dead.
"He’s lying you know’ a voice whispered in his ear. "That man is very much a live Izek." "Just like the memory Kirill has of him" “that’s not true…” he thought loudly to the voices trying to talk over them.
"if it is not true then why does the very subject cause him pain?" “Why does questioning his lie cause his eyes to dart off so fearfully?” “he’..hes afraid of Carlyle.” “No he’s afraid of you.” “that’s..that’s a lie?”
the voices laughed in response at his hesitation. he bit his lip nervously as he stared at him. Kirill was simply washing dishes in the sink trying to kee the little shack clean. He must have caught Izek staring at him because he raised his gaze and dried his hands noticing the look as he was mulling kirill over.
"Izek? is all alright?" He approached him with concern.
How dare he be concerned? that look that face—it was pathetic, the face that allowed Carlyle to hurt him, abuse him. Manipulate him all those years. he felt fury boiling inside him again.
"Why!" he screamed at Kirill, causing the younger man to back away eyes widening in terror. "Oh no how you've frightened him" "you're juuust liiike Him" Izeks eyes widened in fear as his little angel backed away.
"Why do you let everyone manipulate your kindness?!" He screamed reaching up pulling at his hair trying to silence the voices. they would not shut up. so many insults.
weak
useless
cruel.
Monster
"Izek..?" frightened kirill held his ground and then he began to approach hands extended palms down slowly reaching out gently for him. "Oh Izek--not manipulating anything from Kirill" He reached to touch his hair and was surprised by how he cringed.
"I'm Just like that monster. the man who hurt you. I don't deserve you!' He raised his gaze to the smaller man. why did he keep coming closer? why were his arms so inviting. He had been so frightened moments ago but came right back to him. Why did he manipulate Kirill so much.
"Izek listen. I stay of own choice." He touched his face drawing Izek from his thoughts. The larger man froze.
"Iezk protects me. Izek loves me. Izek--never hurts me. Am His." he reached up to wipe away a tear...
had he been crying this whole time?
"I love you."
Izek felt his heart twist as he drew in the younger man accepting his love and keeping him safe in his arms. He would keep him safe from the users, the bad man, that manipluator.
void-official said: I wish I had the talent to color but I dont. ;w; Coloring isnt my specialty. I’ve been wanting to draw something for you but never knew what. I want to draw Star for you one day. You give me so many ideas for him. you’re such an amazing rper. <3
((I can't tell you how my heart stopped when I read this. Really and truly.
Firstly, it's a brilliant sketch. Your perception of Estella's qualities beyond visual references is impressively insightful. The gaunt, sort of elvish quality to her face is wonderful. The line of her hands and her fingers. The quirk of her eyebrows. It's all wonderful; heartbreakingly so.
The singular color in her eyes is so indicative of the soul she is so desperately seeking.
You are an amazing artist, and you can't know how flattering it is to hear someone with artistic power like yours tell me that my writing evokes inspiration in you.
I'm really, truly beholden to you <3 ))