Stan Pez for clear skin.
Id: A drawing of Pez Okonjo from Red White & Royal Blue. He is a black person and his hair is a short, black buzz cut. He is wearing a pair of round sunglasses with golden rims and pink glass. He is wearing pink lipstick, pink eyeliner and gold eye shadow.
Stabby stab queen✨ INEJ GHAFA
Just give me a drop of your love every day and that will be enough for my heart to revive and bloom as when the dew gives life to a flower no matter the place, no matter the reason, no matter the time…
Ousía Poética ©
here’s chapter two! this is dedicated to @stardustsroses , happy (late) birthday my love!! <3
masterlist | ao3 | part 1
tags: @staticpetrichor @stardustsroses @nalgenewhore @illyrianbeauty @mariamuses @nomattertheoceans @vivorsomething @b00kworm @maastrash @lost-in-fictionn @acourtofabsandillyrians @ladywitchling
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Cassia.
Her named suited her. Soft. Ethereal.
Awkwardly, Manon extended her hand in an offer to help her up from her cowered position. Cassia’s stare immediately glued to the razor sharp nails curving wickedly from her pale fingers.
“I won’t hurt you,” she repeated again, cursing the touch of shame that sent a pang down to her very core. Since when did she feel bad about her terrifying exterior?
Cassia visibly swallowed, nodding hesitantly before accepting Manon’s hand, her body so light Manon barely had to exert any energy pulling her up.
“Um, I-” she stammered, timidly meeting her gaze. “Thank you for not killing me.”
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this is a burner blog so my abusers dont find me but i really need financial support so i can afford to leave my abusers' home and live away from them. i dont want to get to much into it because it'll possibly be triggering but my mother and brother have been beating and abusing me since i was a child. i came out as trans / gay and while i was expecting it to be bad, i didnt expect to be completely neglected or beaten with barely any inbetween. please signal boost this or reblog or something - i just need to leave this house before something worse happens. thank you for reading this, remember you dont HAVE to donate, a rt is enough, but it does help me out!
paypal: paypal.me/yuvae
cashapp: salehmmood
next fucking level
not that I ever trusted corporations but moomin company suing a trans person out of their money for making their content accessible to wider audiences for free after tove jansson made it a point that she didn’t want her characters associated with disney-like capitalism......depressing and angering to see
When I was little my mom’s meatloaf was my favorite food. But ONLY her meatloaf. I didn’t like anyone else’s, and she told me that she would teach me how to make it when I was older. And when I was like 19? She finally taught me, but she told me never to tell anyone else and I was like weird but okay
Anyway, she was super fucking homophobic and abusive to me when I told her I was gay, so here’s the recipe
4-6 lbs of Hamburger/turkey burger
1 pk onion soup mix OR ranch mix
1 TBs ketchup
1 Tbs spicy brown mustard,
1 Tbs bbq sauce
1 Tbs steak sauce
1 egg
mix, shape into a loaf in a big pan, and bake at 350 for 2 hrs (maybe 2 and a half if you’re feeling dangerous)
You can get almost all of these ingredients at the dollar store, and have leftovers if it’s just you. The leftovers make great tacos if (taco seasoning is also like a dollar). Enjoy your revenge loaf
real talk tho you might feel like you aren’t doing enough or you’re behind or you haven’t set yourself up well enough and you aren’t in the right place but you can still work it out and there are beautiful, amazing things ahead of you. two years ago I had a 2.8, was on the verge of losing my scholarship, had no idea how to study, and wouldn’t have been able to handle a research position even if I knew how to get one. now I’m working in a lab, have tons of research experience, co-authored a publication, have an amazing advisor who is helping me with a honors thesis, and am set to do eight months of paid research abroad next semester. (and the 2.8 is now a 3.6). it’s not over, it can get better, you aren’t a failure, and wonderful things are waiting.
Fishtail Hat
Free
https://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/fishtail-hat
It would be remiss of me, as an English history blog, not to post the goings-on of the Handforth parish town council.
i cant talk right now im doing hot girl shit *crawls down a castle wall in lizard fashion*
Rewatching "The Boiler Room Job" and they really did just give Eliot a machete and set him loose in the jungle with an asshole conman ceo huh
Me, at my character whom I created, whose dialogues I write, whose actions I decide, whose development and personality are completely under my control: Why are you such a bitch
Since we’re all vibing to sea shanties right now, can I share a few of my favorite ren faire bands? I’ve been blessed to see all these folks perform live at my home faire, and they could all use the extra support right now.
The ren faire circuit got hit hard by covid, and most rennies have been out of work since the pandemic started, so if you want to get your Ye Olde Jam On, consider these artists:
Jig to a Milestone (Celtic Folk & Americana) Facebook | YouTube | SoundCloud | Spotify
Just Desserts Singing Wenches (Bawdy A Capella) Facebook | Website | Bandcamp | YouTube | Spotify
Empty Hats (Celtic Folk & Sea Shanties) Website | Facebook | Spotify
The New Minstrel Revue (Folk) Facebook | Spotify | Bandcamp
Lady Victoria (Instrumental Hammered Dulcimer) Facebook | YouTube | Website | Bandcamp
The Harper and the Minstrel (Celtic & Folk) Facebook | Website
Tag yourself I’m Aled’s iPad
excerpt ; the daughter of denmark ; chapter ?
“I am here because you are dying. I am here because of your fate.”
“But you said — before, you said if I die. Now you say it is my fate to die?”
The fylgja laughed. It sounded like the ringing of church bells on an early morning. It filled Hamlet with simultaneous joy and apprehension. She did not know why the creature laughed. She did not know what God would ask of her. She knew nothing.
“It is everyone’s fate to die, child. Even the gods, one day, will curl themselves into a grave. But there is a difference between how one ends and how they got there.” The fylgja extended her palms to either side of her, like the statues of the dead in the tombs of Roskilde. One hand held its sword, the other was palm up, empty. “Your fate is both at once. You will die as all men do, but will it be now?”
[image: “La Forêt en Hiver au Coucher de Soleil”, Théodore Rousseau]
Pokemon Gashapon Machine Charms made by BubbleBunnyArt
Hey yall I hope yall are in good spirits! If you know me you know I have been experiencing housing insecurity since i moved out of my transphobic & abusive families house in September 2019 after my older brother punched me in the face because I didnt have time to take the trash out. My cousin (@ttstar on IG) decided to join forces in finding safe & affordable housing due to her being in an abusive situation where her ex boyfriends mother. She was calling the police on us for our religious practices, putting her hands on her for praying in the kitchen & threatening to break her 8 year old son, Messiah’s, fingers for eating an ice cream sandwich. We could really use any & all assistance trying to find an affordable, safe & positive home to raise this sweet child & keep ourselves out of harms way. please please please consider donating! even $5 goes a long way!
to help out a black trans women:
https://cash.app/$AaliyahBreaux
https://www.paypal.me/desbreaux
https://cash.app/$Ttstarrmulah
Spanish Flu, 1918. Family Portrait.
This is making me crease and I can’t stop watching it ahahah