An experiment. This one is Vendal. We serve old gods. She/Her. 27. A construct, forged from iron and sealed in porcelain skin. Icon and banner art by @/debyjull on Twitter.
Last active 2 hours ago
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
Text
gwyndolin is a beautiful woman, and I find myself compelled to her despite everything, but I cannot abide her role in the church. I can tolerate, and even develop affections for a degree of religious neuroticism, but shes on some vatican black ops shit, shes got knights on every block of anor londo sliming dissenters for god king and father (all of whom happen to be the same guy, I might add!) to say nothing of the citywide propaganda hologram. with all that in mind, gold pine resin'd up snakejob, milady ?
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
There comes a time when one must realize one is forcing everything through a square hole, and that time has come for us.
1 note
·
View note
Text
we developed powerful teeth and jaws to rend the flesh of the devious sourdough loaf
57K notes
·
View notes
Text
quick sketch because I played the prison of husks demo and it was neat
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
that medieval peasant you’re trying to kill with hyper-pop is gonna make you clean and butcher a chicken and you’re gonna throw up.
92K notes
·
View notes
Text
"the desire to not be a person inherent to all transfems." Actually, no. That's not inherent to this experience. That's a by product of a society that views this identity as inherently alien and unnatural. That's the end result of constantly being unpersoned and degendered. That's the result of being rejected and held at arms length by everyone that is not of your own ilk.
For some people, not being a person is a kind of cold comfort. Sanctuary in the reclamation.
And for others, not being a person is a hell they're expected to enjoy. A desperate whimpering scream.
4 notes
·
View notes
Note

Congratulations on aging!
OH.! That's beautiful.! Really really lovely, thank you so much.!
#profit if you learn it#apologies for the delay. we had stayed up quite late to try to see the sunrise and fell asleep shortly before this had been sent.#very very pretty#the sky
1 note
·
View note
Text

6:07am.
We and Scrap wanted to watch the sunrise to commemorate the birth day, but were met by that most impenetrable sea of grey instead.
Pretty, in it's own way, but not the golden hour we'd hoped for.
Such is the way of things.
We have aged.
4 notes
·
View notes
Text
The acceptable number of arms to have is 1, 3, or 4.
1 note
·
View note