adaine punching her dad to death "guess what bitch I'm strong now" adaine punching her dad to death "you never have to be afraid of being weak again" adaine punching her dad to death "your father hurt you and he hurt your sister and no matter what anybody fucking thinks about it guess what he never gets to hurt anybody ever again" adaine punching her dad to death ADAINE PUNCHING HER DAD TO DEATH
thinking about marya and how when you think you've lost everything you still have something. even if that something is worms you hid in the back of a chair. her silk shirts and her youth and her love for the world and for adventure. trauma is hard and bad and it strips you of everything you were and everything you think you'll ever be and it leaves you to waste. but somewhere there are worms you left in the back of a chair. and you'll wear silk shirts again. and your friends will write your story better than you ever could. and you are that person and you always will be. and some young mech-wielding bright-eyed transfem will worship the ground you walk on.
I'm like really okay and fine I swear
defenestrate me please so I stop feeling these things
I feel crazy about Elias's scar, I feel crazy I feel insane, he bears the mark of his own kindness, a young and hungry, brilliant scientist who forces himself to live in a world of logic, wincing at his own reflection in the mirror because he has to face the evidence of his own emotion and righteousness adorned in blood.
The way he has to pull his hat down to hide it, which means he always has to keep his eyes to the ground, his scar literally barring him from human connection.
How he's thought of that girl who looked at him and actually smiled for Years because it means she saw his face and wasn't afraid.
Somebody through me out a WINDOW I'm LOSIN it
vandal is fucking everything to me. that's it that's the post
happy mother's day to all my fellow 'did not think arianwen abernant was that bad the first few times watching fantasy high because we were so used to being treated like that by our mothers' hope no contact is treating you well
I feel like the first class you played in DND tells a lot about you
Reblog and put in the tags what your first class was
dante namedropping left right and centre in inferno is so funny to me
fun fact it's actually harder to drag criss angel to hell than it is to eat your dad with your ribcage but only by a little bit
You all need to hear this:
1. You probably dont suck at your craft as much as you think you do, I bet a lot of people are amazed at what you can make, and
2. If you actually are the Literal Worst In The Whole Wide World at your craft... who the fuck cares? What are they gonna do, call the police on you? Keep making your shitty little things, youre the boss of you, fuck the haters.
"its gorgug, keep going" what if i cry
just thinking about how funny it would be if the wizards in mismag hadn't heard of lord of the rings but then are like "oh yeah for sure!" to billie eilish
xe/ they | fibre artist, cosy gamer, writer, rambler | I mostly talk about d20 on here though let's be real
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