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#THROATSPLIT. 🔪🩸 AN INDEPENDENT HORROR MULTI-MUSE BY MAE, SHE/HER, TWENTY9. MINORS DNI / 21+ ONLY. DEAD DOVE, MATURE & TRIGGERING CONTENT PRESENT. TW FOR BLOOD, GORE, RAW MEAT IMAGERY. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.
not only is my new PC coming tomorrow with the fancy wireless keyboard but i ordered the new instrumental even in arcadia vinyl 🥰 i am so fucking excited to get my hands on it. it’s fantastic streaming, of course, but i know it’s gonna be next level on a nice record player.
Download: Adobe Photoshop 2026 (v27.2) / Windows
Released on January 27th of 2026, presenting the latest update of Adobe Photoshop. As per usual, I aim to make this as quick, and painless as possible to everyone (including those who aren't tech-savvy in any way), and this should only take a minute or two of your time once the download has finished. The DL itself also includes the same installation instructions as noted below.
Head over to the DL on my OneDrive, and download it.
Go into the 'Setup' folder, and click the 'autoplay' file (it is not in a sub/secondary folder.)
Hit 'Install' on the new window. Photoshop’s usual installation window will pop up after that. Install it as per your preferences (if you aren’t too tech-savvy, don’t worry, you can leave the default installation options as they are and all will be fine).
Hit 'Launch’, and enjoy your copy of Photoshop!
If in the unlikely event that you do run into any sort of issue of any kind, my DMs and askbox are always here for you, so don’t be shy, I promise I’ll welcome you with chocolate and fruit.
While I don’t request for anything in return outside of a like if this helped you (or ideally, a reblog so that others can find this), I was asked in the past whether I had a Ko-fi, so I set one up back in the day. It’s not required at all, but it’s always appreciated. 🤍
DOING COLLAGE COMMISSIONS ! I'm doing collage commissions ^_^ just send me 5-10 dollars (ur choice idc) and a pinterest board or aesthetic idea for the collage and I'll take 1-3 days to cook it up for ya!!!
examples down below:
with my mom coming home from the hospital tomorrow, my dad needs to get over to the hospital to help her get home. because she’s still having a bit of trouble walking. i’m currently broke until the 1st. if at all possible, would anybody be able to shoot me $35 for a round trip uber? i’d appreciate the help, as payday isn’t for another week and a half. here’s paypal and please ignore my deadname. thank you. <3 reblogs are appreciated!
i fear i've been... otherwise consumed.
i haven’t been on maxence’s socials for a bit and… hold on a fucking second, i was not prepared for this 🫣
i think the sideblog is very yummy n you should check it out.
★・・・・・・・・・・・・・OPEN STARTER・・・・・・・・・・・・・★
★・・・・・・・・・・・・covered in the evening dew of sticky glitter and fruit of concert labor, Lestat drags his knuckles across his mouth, smudging blood and lipstick across the lower half of his cheek. His gaze, stained in a backdrop of runny obsidian mascara, cants up to capture a sudden guest reflected in his backlit vanity. Glaring, the rockstar speaks:
"I don't look the part right now, I recommend following directions on your VIP ticket."
Micah leans against the doorframe with his arms loosely crossed, gaze fixed on the rockstar’s disheveled, glittering form in the reflection of the mirror. He would appear entirely uninterested if not for the slight rounding of his red-rimmed eyes and the sparkle in the green of them, like he’s ever so slightly awed by the way the mascara mirrors tears and the red painting Lestat’s lips looks far too enticing to be lipstick.
He’d never admit it out loud, but he’s listened to Lestat’s music some nights, alone in his condo, drowning in the songs instead of silence. Sometimes, he’d find himself envious of The Vampire Lestat, the daring nature of it, because he’s always hidden behind masks and anonymity and still can’t imagine anything different. He always wondered if, one day, he’d get the chance to ask where the courage came from.
Lestat’s voice seems to be coming from some faraway place for a moment. Micah blinks to clear whatever fog had settled over him and realizes he’s a bit annoyed by the interruption—he could have spent at least another hour or so just staring at the real thing, off in his thoughts, being a total creep in a space he’s very casually broken into. Hypocritical? Yes. Does he give a fuck? No.
"Didn't buy a VIP ticket," he breathes out on a quiet laugh, mouth curving into a crooked smile. It’s meant to look embarrassed, maybe, or sheepish, but Micah’s too amped up for it to land right. Dilated eyes track the way the glitter shimmers in the light as he pushes off the door, stepping closer, shoving his hands into the pockets of his leather jacket like that’ll keep him from wanting to touch what isn’t his. Dagger glares have never bothered him. “Kinda funny, y’know,” Micah murmurs softly, almost like he’s talking to himself. The corner of his mouth twitches. “Usually I’m the one wearin' the mask and playin' the part. Feels weird bein' on the other side of it like some fuckin’ fanboy.” His nose wrinkles as he openly cringes, like hearing himself say it feels wrong. "Gross. That's not what this is."
Micah’s eyes finally snap up to meet Lestat's. Reality dawns on him for a second—that a stranger’s presence might not be wanted here, that if their situations were reversed, he might just be calling security and claiming ‘crazed fan’ or taking it as an invitation to beat someone to a pulp—but like always, his curiosity tends to call the shots. He’s never been normal around vampires and he's never met one who's been in the spotlight before.
He just continues to smile. "That your way of tellin' me to fuck off? 'Cause I can’t say I give a shit if you look the part. Didn't really come to see the performance."
sorry i said i'd be shitposting here til i move, xoxo
being late-diagnosed autistic with cptsd is so wild to me sometimes because 75% of my friends are out here with whole toddlers and growing fucking children and getting into mortgages and marriages and shit... meanwhile, i'm having to literally relearn my entire life and figure out who i am and what i like outside of this insufferable people-pleasing trauma response of a personality... because apparently (and no one told me this) you aren't supposed to be actively suffering every day in every interaction? hoooly shit brother. i'm busy going back to college and learning that the cutesy little hand movements i do while listening to music isn't just a fun quirk but actually something called "unusual stereotypies," (sp?) i.e., stimming. and they're... managing whole children/households without feeling like they want to crawl into bed for an impromptu coma on a tuesday afternoon just because one thing in their routine changed. hello?
micah sawyer + visuals. mutuals may interact.
listen i know i said i shouldn't make more blogs but... concept multi based on my cannibalistic murderers and the backwoods ass town they live in 🤔
Hey guys. I don't normally do this, I try really hard not to but I'm really stressed and I've run out of strings to pull. to put it simply , I need help. I live in Tennessee and need to travel to indiana in two weeks to see my grandparents who are bad in health. They helped raise me and I haven't been able to see them in three years now. my grandfather literally said he wanted to see us before he died so... I'm trying my best to get up there.
I work damn near 40 hours a week but I've had to pull over half of my NEXT check already because of all of my bills being due this week. I'm stressed over the hotel, gas, food, etc as I'd have my three kids with me and while my boyfriend works, he only works part time which puts most of the financial stuff on me.
I currently have commissions open on my resource blog, but that's a hit or miss usually so — I'm here to ask for help. if you can donate even a little bit, it'll help me get to see my grandparents and my sister / nieces.
resource blog : for commissions / ko-fi : for donations
hello, it's ezekiel, your local transman currently living in los angeles. while i might have a job lined up - cross your fingers! - i still need help with such necessities like food and healthcare. if anyone has anything at all to spare: [email protected] is my paypal, my cashapp is $torchycomm, and my venmo is zekecommissions. thank you in advance, and i appreciate it more than you know.
i have no idea of where the discourse was born, but if you truly believe that original characters aren't the most beautiful fruit of a writer's love and passion for this creative craft, then i really need you to get out of my blog immediately. every day, i open this ugly site and i'm in awe of literally everything that my mutuals have created ... to me, there is literally nothing as inspiring as seeing someone's passion be given form and shape and color, to see what was initially nothing but a little idea growing so much to the point that a whole new world is now being painted all around it. there is so much beauty in nurturing your own little creations, those little dreams that you will always carry inside of your heart even after many years.
the truth is that if you hate original characters, then you're just bitter and jealous of all these writers' talent because you know very well that your ugly heart could never create something this beautiful. i can't even recommend to touch grass because nature deserves better, so i can only hope that some much needed self - reflection will be finally done in the rpc as a whole. rather than spreading pointless hate and negativity, it is probably time to focus on nurturing your own garden 🌱
there's a 𝙝𝙪𝙢 that follows you home
HEMOTH , independent / selective / private / slow reply. this is an original character blog lovingly haunted by elliott. established may 2025, revamped april 2026.
… and it never really fades, 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙩 ?