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tired animal, feel your fur against the blooms ✿

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Symbolism in Downton Abbey - Thomas' left glove

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Sort of belated, but it's still applicable somewhere I'm sure- Happy Halloween!

My optimistic Halloween deadline for chapter one of the werewolf fic has clearly not gone to plan, but it will be here soon! Like, before the week is out, if not tomorrow. And with a similar time frame, you all may receive photos of my Halloween costume this year! (It was Kim, if I hadn't stated that somewhere already; I just wasn't able to dye my hair for day, so I'll be taking better photos once that's done.)

The cover for chapter one is nearly done, and I was considering finishing and posting it before midnight came and went, but alas... instead, for the curious who just can't wait, here's a teaser!

And a bit of writing for you, although I want to note really quickly that I'm taking this but from the first draft on my phone and NOT the final cut. So there may be some tweaks in this passage when you see it in the coming days 👍

     After a moment of whirrs and chaotic sound, the signal came clear through, filling the room with the station's jaunty little opener as the host returned from break.

     "Welcome back, Toronto! Let's go ahead and recap today's forcast for those just tuning in: it's a brisk March morning out there today, be sure to wear a coat if you're headed out- and if you plan to be out late, be prepared for some snow later this afternoon or early tonight. Traffic reports seem to-" Kim listens as he drones on, mostly just keeping an ear out for anything along her route. Hearing nothing of the sort, she finishes her coffee and sets down the mug, stretching her arms up and back over her head. She fights a yawn and a wince as she does so, nearly biting her tongue at the pain she sparks stretching a bit too far. The ache spreads down her shoulders and back as she lets out a soft sigh, trying not to feel irritated with herself.

     Eventually, she gets up to set her mug in the sink, intending to wash it before heading out- but as her hand reaches for the faucet, the broadcast catches her attention once more, causing her to stop and listen.

     "In other news, there was apparently a rather gruesome display found in the Albion Hills Conservation Park early this morning. The bodies of several animals, primarily deer from what has been found so far, have been cropping up over the past few months in what seems to be the spree of some large, wild canine, experts warn. Attempts were made to track the creature, but so far all trails have turned cold. The park is still open, but caution has been advised if you're planning on camping in the area. Joining us now is-"

     The man's voice continues to drone on as Kim quietly sets the mug down in the sink, gripping the edge of the counter while Neil lets out a short whistle. "Wow. They're finally addressing it on the news, huh? Wonder how bad it must've been."

     Scott's puzzled voice rings out, a touch of fear in his tone. "Uh, addressing what? What's happening?"

     "You haven't heard? Last year or so, there's been this really strange string of animal deaths all around Toronto- people think they're connected."

     "Woah, really?"

     "Yeah. Some even say it's a werewolf." Neil leaned forward a little as he put emphasis on the term, lifting his hands up to mime ears atop his head.

      "How come I hadn't heard about this?"

     "Kind of a grim subject, man. Who'd want to talk about it? Besides, you have heard about it before. It's kind of a hot topic these days." Stephen's chair scrapes against the floor as he pushes back from the table; Kim scoots a little to the side and tries to school her expression, knowing he'll be heading towards her with his dishes.

     "What?! When? I feel like I'd remember that!"

     Thinking fast, Kim tries to put on her best shit starting grin, turning to address Scott. "Scott, you wouldn't remember it if the thing had leapt out of the bushes and bit you. The empty-headedness with which you float through life is fascinating, really."

     Stephen and Neil chuckle a little at that, adding to the intensity of Scott's frown. Crossing his arms, he scoffs, leaning back in his chair as he mutters to himself. "I'd totally remember if it'd done that- 'cause I would've kicked its butt, whatever it is..."

     Stephen shakes his head as he sets his things in the sink, reaching to turn the faucet on. He rolls up his sleeves as he lets the water run for a moment, looking at Kim out of the corner of his eye. "Hey, don't you have work today?"

     She nods once in response, thankful for the out, even though she didn't need it. She pushes herself away from the counter and makes her way out of the kitchen, throwing up a hand to wave on her way passed. "Try not to do anything fatally stupid- we've got band practice tomorrow."

     As she's slipping the strap of her bag over her head, she's pretty sure she hears Scott start to say something- but she doesn't have the time for it, genuinely; she's out the door and into the frosty air, taking in a deep and greedy breath to shock the senses. She lets herself have just a second to herself- then, she's off, brisk gait sure to have her sufficiently warmed against the chill by the time she reaches the video store.

So, yeah! Just a little sliver for ya. But again, barring anymore interruptions to my workflow, chapter one should be posted within a week! (And if it takes any longer than that, it'll be nearly double the length, probably, because it'll mean I've finished off the last chunk of what I'd originally plotted as chapter one.) Anyhow, if you're all the way down here reading this still, I feel like you might deserve another Treat for this Hallows Eve... hm....

Well, it's not open open yet, but if you want, you can check out the blog I've got reserved for all this! It will be an ask blog... I'm still workshopping the rules, but please: BEFORE YOU FOLLOW IT, READ THIS ⬇️⬇️⬇️

!! Blog Content Warning !!

This blog may contain the use of slurs, (drawn) gore or descriptions of gore, sexual content, animal death, and even possible character death. All content will have the appropriate tags and community labels, to the best of my ability.

Read that? Well, don't say I didn't warn you. You can check out a sort of Meh playlist and even prod around for some old pages I'll likely be removing or altering on proper launch (if you're on desktop, anyway,) at @lycanthropicdrunkenloner

Hope everyone had a great night! I'm gonna go eat and get Sloshed now lol 🤘

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Hello! This is a very difficult post to make, but I need to admit my current situation isn't the best.

I live with my mom, my two brothers and my dad, but I can't do this anymore. During basically my whole life, my dad has been very emotially abusive to all of us. He gets mad very easily and we can't say anything negative agaist him (even simple things like "hey, you forgot to do that") or he'll start screaming and say the worst things possible.

He literally said once that he wished he could be dead so me and my family "would be homeless and starve" (yes, these were his words). And this is starting to happen very often, to the point I've even started to be scared to live here. I can't do this anymore - I could tell MANY examples of things he had done to me and (especially) my mom. And after everything, he pretends nothing happened. He's never sorry. He never regrets what he does.

So, to put it simple, I need to save up money to move away from here. The faster it happens, the best it'll be. The best option for me right now is work with my art, so you can check out my commission sheet, if you want. I'll also start a Patreon account next month. If anyone has any advice with how to get more money, it'll help a lot!

I would also appreaciate a lot if you could reblog this post!

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watched the scott's pilgrim

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me and my best friend had this silly little thing where we'd spend an hour changing lisa millers last name to a bunch of different shit (lisa killer is my favorite we turned hr into a oc)

and i thought

"little ceasers lisa would say "Lisa Lisa" instead of Pizza Pizza"

so

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Kim Pine

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I have returned. And with writings!!! This was a project I have poured over for ages. And I'm finally glad it's up. Read it or don't, I don't mind!!

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I think a lot of people really haven't considered the unlimited opportunities of being able to just commission art. Like you can literally just pay someone money to have them make practically whatever you want for you. Like you could probably hire some smaller soft rock band to write you a song about some shitty couple who obviously hate each other but instead of just breaking up already they keep getting drunk and fighting about the same damn subjects over and over and over while the neighbours can do nothing but listen to their publicly broadcasted private grievances.

And then put your stereos against the wall and play it on a constant loop until your annoying neighbours pause and go "wait, is this song about us?"

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WALLACE!!!

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me before making yet another unintelligible post about my current hyperfixations

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HAPPY PRIDE MONTH KIMLISA NATION 🏳️‍🌈

i hope im not too late for this!! (i totally am)

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ROXIE RICHTER GETS BITCHES

GOOD FOR HER

GOOD FOR HER

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DAILY RAMONA FLOWERS DAYS 158-162

A bunch of redraws

And I'm starting to like Mattmona more, I admit....

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Hello Javier

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Haha GGG am I right