More Train Than Dragon But I Fold, Metro Train From The DC Area Cause Public Transit Is Cool

On this blog we are either:

Romantic, horny, or depressed. Hope this helps.

“ExcUSE me?!”

In that scenario, is it poisonous or venomous?

In a lot of vampire lore, being bitten by a vampire just once doesn't turn a human into a vampire, but some sort of a thrall, enchanted and seduced by the vampire's alluring ways, to make the victim more pliable and easy to feed from, and only a sufficiently prolonged and deliberate series of bites will turn the human victim into a vampire.

Which is compatible with the theory that italians are the opposite of vampires. While vampires cannot stand the sight of crosses, stepping into a church, or being exposed to garlic or sunlight, and cannot see themselves in a mirror, italians become miserable if they cannot have access to a church, crosses, direct sunlight, garlic, and getting to see themselves in a mirror.

Consequently, sensually biting the neck of an italian may enthrall one, but will not immediately turn you into an italian. But a sufficiently prolonged and deliberate series of bites may get one to marry you, therefore giving you an italian citizenship.

Liberals love to be like “why are there Nazis around we used to fight nazis” meanwhile America was actually pretty chill with the holocaust until those evil Japanese attacked us

It's fucking great, it looks as if it has been taken from Disco Elysium, where it represents some genocidal, very much aristocratic monarchy, why the fuuuuckk would they like, publish it?

the thing is the king charles portrait is genuinely incredible and exactly how I would execute a portrait of a member of the british royal family but also I literally cannot fathom why the british royal family would have it made

I feel like a fair deal has been said about Eddie being a monster fucker extraordinaire, but can we spend some more time considering how much of a... something else the Symbiote is for falling in love with a human? And I don’t even mean the obvious aesthetic differences, that from the perspective of a sleek, half-liquid, glimmering symbiote would still (I think), despite their shapeshifting abilities, make us read to them as trypophobic centipede nightmares.

The difference I’m more interested in focusing on here is that the symbiotes as far as we know from the times multiple scientists in comics and other Marvel media examined them, have no additional bacterial flora of their own, no parasites, no well… nothing. All symbiote’s cells are symbiote’s cells. The  human cells are outnumbered by the bacterias living among them 10 to 1.

Oh, imagine loving a haunted city.

The city that protects and hides you. The city that gives you life and shelter. Its citizens surround you, you feel them passing around you. You feel them passing through you. They do not see you. They do not hear you. They go about their life, mindless and blind and voiceless. Only the city talks. But only to you. Their carcasses fall on the streets, to be swallowed by the concrete, the concrete you worship. The city cares not for them, only for you, its only citizen with a voice. It loves you, and you love it back. You love its buildings, growing endlessly, each room filled by a blank face. You love the avenues, crowded, yet deadly silent. Each beautiful graveyard.

Oh!! Imagine loving a haunted city!!

It would be an insane disaster in every possible way, but christ, it’d be so fucking funny if the Icon of the Seas ran aground and sank