minors dni. while my writing is (currently) sfw, this blog interacts with and reblogs 18+ content. this is not a space that caters to minors and they should not interact with this blog. blank blogs & blog w/out an age indicator will be blocked
if you are uncomfortable with providing an age indicator i understand. however if this is the case do not interact with this blog or my works. this is an non-negotiation boundary for me and i am best friends with the block button.
18+ content of all kinds is tagged as adult.content
requests are perpetually open but there is no promise that i will deliver what you ask for. i’m here to follow the dopamine and my motivation comes and goes.
useless cunts in the tags saying “um actually idubbz and kurtis connor are american/canadian” yeah we KNOW. what u dont know is that this is an invasive species of man running rampant in all major australian cities. this is the type of man who does an acknowledgment of country before gaslighting u. this is the type of man who thinks buying local zines featuring comics of national animals smoking weed is anti-monarchist praxis. think before u speak
this one too
completely wrong and untrue. the chats are from nambour and their whole deal is honouring bogan culture. the 2 looks couldnt be more different just say u dont understand australian culture
john gaius is the funniest character in the locked tomb tbh. he’s such a fuckin clown. he’s literally just some dude. he got magic death powers one day and proceeded to astronomically fuck everything else up from there. he was a twitch streamer. he projects his ennui onto cows. his goal was to stop the trillionaires from fucking off and leaving everyone else on earth to die, but somehow managed to literally kill every human being on the planet and STILL let the trillionaires escape. he gave the earth form from his own flesh and panicked and made her look like barbie. he then locked barbie in a top secret underground tomb and told everyone else he killed her (he didn’t). he was very confident that this plan was eternally foolproof until he was bested by a 10 year old lesbian nun. he resurrected all of his dead besties and made them think that he was their god, mostly just for fun. he’s so goddamn horny that he was tricked into TWO SEPARATE EVIL THREESOMES. he named himself John Earth. he’s my worstie and my silly rabbit and i’m obsessed with him
Currently reading: A very battered copy of Equal Rites by Terry Pratchett
This is my second Discworld book! I read Guards! Guards! last year and really liked it, but it took me a while to decide which book I wanted to read next. I eventually settled on giving the witches arc a go and I’m so glad I did because I’m LOVING it. I’ll definitely be reading Wyrd Sisters next, and then maybe The Colour of Magic while I wait for Witches Abroad to arrive in the mail.
earlier today i told an acquaintance in passing that i’ll often be in the middle of a novel and think “man i wish this shit were more ambiguous” and had to reiterate twice that i wasn’t being sarcastic before they believed me, so this post is to say: i love when writers don’t bother to explain everything, i love when stories end uncertain and unsettling, i love being required to think as a reader, i love when stuff makes no damn sense, no i’m not kidding
Back at home I told them, they want to call us a cult, let’s be a cult. It only takes a little bit of eyeliner and a couple capes. I told them I’d save them. And I said, I’m a necromancer.
ALT
