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Dear god I sit in chairs like a heathen when I’m bored while also stressed. Am I even sitting at this point? What IS this?

One day this is going to be applied to like, a meteor about to collide with the sun or something, and people will somehow make an act of doomsday into a love poem about a doomed romance wherein both parties inevitably collide and their lives literally crumble as a result of their union. A union of death and utter destruction and one that is inevitable in that its temptation is too great to bear.

Humans can romanticize anything. And not like the fear of nature romanticism. We just want everything to kiss, I think.

well have you considered that maybe the unstoppable force is in love with the immovable object

“You’re a sick fuck!”

Yes I am… please… tend to me like you would an ill child… I am dying…

CHAPTER EIGHT IS UP BABES LESSS GO

Am I cringe for liking a dragon fic? Maybe. But you can tear dragon nrmt from my cold, dead hands.

Thank,,,, you for this,,,

I can never find my fucking references that I like because theyre scattered to the wind

Here's some notes on some of the upper body muscles so you, artist, don't need to look them up

They are not medically accurate, just enough for artists to know the necessary muscles and how they work together

I 100% recommend doing the last exercise I did to be able to actually place the muscles

Here are my notes on the lower body muscles

Pretty sure this is what we in the biz call depression.

Yknow this is why I got embarrassed when I played with the doors open. Sorry, I know you’d look at me weird if you saw a little girl about to hang a traitorous stuffed dog for his many war crimes with a string of cheap marti gras beads in front of the doorway with an audience, authority figures, last words rites, and all. I’ve built a society with birth, death, tragedy, relief, societial expectations, rituals, and traditions.

You wouldn’t be able to keep up. To you it’d just look weird. To me, it is the most invigorating story and I’m having a fucking blast.

Then of course they came back from the dead and have a revenge arc, because they were a wrongful convict.

Suck it, loser. I’m having fun.

(There was also this one time I made literal armor for my stuffed elephant out of ball bearings and magnets because I was obsessed with them as a kid. I was gonna make them go to war. Then the magnets collapsed in on eachother and were nearly impossible to remove because of the shear number of magnets I used. I could barely lift it to get my parents to help me. )

i love in fantasy when its like “king galamir the mighty golden eagle and his most trusted advisor who would never betray him, gruelworm bloodeye the treacherous”

Have pie

reblog to give this to your mutual

The ironic part is historically humans have always made nsfw art. Except when the Greeks and Romans carved their idealized dicks out of marble depicting people or gods, or painting a freaking Gay orgy on an amphora, it’s historically important and “a show of masterful skill”. When you try to continue the same tradition humans have been doing since the dawn of time, for some reason, other humans try to censor it like people reproduce only for the sake of making children and not for other culturally important focal points. How dare you depict people and how they satisfy a basic activity of life! Clutch your pearls, oh dear public, for it is a depiction of someone doing something as mundane as eating or sleeping captured in art!

(And if you ask me, the use of sex as more than a reproductive measure is part of what makes humans unique from animals. Enjoying that kind of art or not is a simple choice: look at it. Continue to look. Or look away. It’s actually pretty simple.)

making art sites that don't allow NSFW is useless to me. not even to get my rocks off, i mean at this point not allowing NSFW ends up being a nightmare of random queers getting banned because the guidelines are too ill-defined and art that presents the human body, especially femme and trans, will just get obliterated for no reason despite not being sexual.