Writer Designer Vampire Slayer

ash arabian, she/they. i think this is an art account

[writer-designer-vampireslayer]

“I’ll remember, I’ll make myself remember— and I’ll wear it all the time, and then you’ll know: it’s really me.”

[jollyreginaldrancher]

Sister Michael could have handled the yellowjackets but coach Ben could not handle the Derry Girls

[springfieldstills]

[glendover]

That’s it, I’m going to [remembers suicide jokes aren’t good for my mental health] dream you the world. something new for every night.

[potatosonnet]

🎃🎃🎃🎃

[writer-designer-vampireslayer]

My mental health went in the trash so getting back into Klance obsession in the year 2024, yeah that tracks

[writer-designer-vampireslayer]

Recasting a curse from mother cain

[hangsawoman]

NO LIVE ORGANISM CAN CONTINUE FOR LONG TO EXIST SANELY UNDER CONDITIONS OF ABSOLUTE REALITY EVEN LARKS AND KATYDIDS ARE SUPPOSED BY SOME TO DREAM

[kwadlayns]

Off on a case! ✨

[sherlock-is-ace]

[flower-tea-fairies]

That part

[pointnclick]

i couldn't even appreciate the artistry behind the clothing designs this year at the met gala because my bitterness and anger toward the exorbitantly wealthy has grown too much to be contained i try to say ooo pretty gown but all the black hateful bile starts oozing out from under the lid of its container. 7 months of genocide and the largest homeless camps my city has ever seen and food banks in the universities and baby formula locked behind glass and stomach gnawing guilt over a $7 latte and rent is always late and always behind on electricity bills uh ohhhh summer is here time for another wild fire. oooo pretty gown. the next met gala theme will be bear spray and what happens is i bear spray inside the gallery. i can't even force a sort of healthy detachment anymore like "haha oh well i guess that movie actor is rich it's not like they're an ultra wealthy bazillionaire oooo pretty gown" they're all worms to me vile beasts i look at them in their isolated imagine john lennon covid song bubble and i feeeeeel the milk of human kindness curdling within me. how can you smile at the camera. we are all dying girl. isn't there a protest not even a block away from you guys? protesters and riot cops and homeless ppl in the streets. i guess that's unfair you guys deserve a night of glitz and glamour and getting away from it all as if you're not constantly away from it all. girl we are dying. sick sick world. sick dying world. anyway i didn't watch the met gala this year

[pallidprincess]

that's fucking it. bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark

[prokopetz]

The important thing is that Marcille did not learn to blaspheme against the natural order to save her girlfriend. She just happened to have studied the art of spitting in God's eye for wholly unrelated reasons, and when the opportunity by chance arose to employ that skill in service of girlfriend-saving, she was ready.

[splatterpunkrock]

oh fuck this is a really good hill i gotta die on this

[writer-designer-vampireslayer]

Oh, Baby's building a tower into space Space, where he's gonna find his dad

[wellnoe]

scott summers and negotiations with the physical world.

thank you to @boo-cool-robot for reading through this and helping with edits!

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