The World Is On Fire And You Are Here To Stay And Burn With Me

idk if im doing this right uhhhh

1) CORE - Toby Fox

2) Draped in Cerecloth - Repugnant

3) A Dying God Coming Into Human Flesh - Black Tongue

(im too scared to tag people just join if you want to)

MUSIC LOVERS ASSEMBLE!!

i feel like starting a tag chain so i hope this works out :)

reblog this with 3 songs:

the song your listening to right now (or last one you listened to)

your current favourite song

a song of your choice

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mine:

its now or never - elvis presley/love in the dark - adele

trastevere - måneskin

nevermore - queen

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Dew's Tattoos

My headcanon about Dewdrop and his tattoos! Warning for mention of needles, extremely unsanitary tattoo practice, and some elemental transition related body horror.

Dew has a bunch of stick-and-poke tattoos. He started doing them when he was still a water ghoul, using the end of a broken guitar string and a pen he’d chewed open. They were tiny at first- little stars, frowny faces with x-ed out eyes, and a Satanic cross, all on his upper thighs. They all faded in months, so Dew just tattooed new designs over them. His tools got a little better, he was using a sewing pin sterilized with a lighter and some calligraphy ink he’d stolen from the library. He slowly started to get better, his lines got steadier, and he even started sketching up designs rather than freehanding them.

Then his elemental transition happened. The process was excruciating- his body had to remake itself from the ground up. His fins necrotized and fell off and his coral-like horns grew brittle and crumbled away. His gills stung and itched as they sealed shut. He wanted this, had always felt off regarding his element of water, but he almost thought it wasn’t worth it. He kept telling himself it would be over soon but it just kept going.

It took six months for the transformation to be complete. When Dew was finally able to look in the mirror, he saw himself. It was freeing. The only thing he missed from his old body was the tattoos. Somewhere through the process of growing new flesh, the ink had disappeared. He mourned them- they were symbols of his growth and something that made his body uniquely his.

Dew started tattooing himself again, this time with slightly better tools. He used some sterile needles he’d swiped from the infirmary and managed to get his hands on some real tattoo ink. His designs started on his thighs, but moved to his arms, stomach, hips, and lower down his legs. His packmates watched him grow more comfortable in his new form as ink spread across his body.

However, Aether was horrified when Dew described his process the first time. He then gave him an hour-long lecture on sterilization and infections. Dew pointed out that it was very unlikely for ghouls to get wound infections while Topside but Aether insisted that Dew take the proper precautions when tattooing himself in the future, including doing it in the infirmary where it was cleaner. Dew agreed and ordered some proper equipment.

After a while, Aether let Dew tattoo something onto him- his favorite constellation, Ursa Major, in white ink on his wrist. Once healed, it became Dew’s favorite spot to kiss. He’ll never admit it to anyone, but the sight of his own art- even just a simple design- on his mate’s body makes him ridiculously happy. When Aether got top surgery, Dew tattooed more constellations along the scars. He also tattooed his own scars with flame designs.

He’s got some tattoos that are professionally done (mostly on his back, where he can’t reach) that he got on tour, but most of them are done himself.

to the guy who asked if i could "see the hat man in the corner" when i told him im schizophrenic, i hope you have the worst day today

why are the only reactions to telling somene im schizophrenic 1) piss poor sympathy and 2) making jokes about hallucinations and delusions and sometimes 3) denying my diagnosis?? what ever happened to "oh okay, how can i support you?" kinda strange innit

Aether reminds me of Hole in the Earth and Omega reminds me of Swerve City chat does this make sense do you get it

Requested by anon

hii!! first post on tumblr, im in many fandom so you can expect so different and unrelated media here just so you know!

one of the latest drawing i was able to finish!

rains got the disabled girl stance with that hip pop (bc hips are oof ow owie)

It’s always ’But you don’t look autistic.’

You say that until you see me so happy, that I can’t mask. Meowing and squealing, flapping or clapping my hands, an awkward grin on my face. I bounce and lick my lips. I talk endlessly about what I have now, whether it’s a figure, or a VHS.

You say that until I’m overstimulated. I’m irritable when I’m out of my house too long, when I get interrupted, my plans are changed, my ideas are turned away. I don’t want to interact anymore, I want my headphones and my music. I shake my head, I groan, I hit my legs. I get snappy and don’t look at you when you speak. Not that I really did before.

You say that until my senses are TOO sensitive for you, maybe even too dramatic. I can’t touch the dishes, I’ll gag. I cover my ears and shake my head during the concert. ’Please turn down the radio,’ I say. And yet, I’ll stare at the bubble tube at the dentists office, or lay in bed, staring at my prized jellyfish lamp.

You say it until I suddenly won’t shut up. ’Jellyfish don’t sting,’ I say. ’They have cells on their tentacles called nematocysts and-‘ I go on and on. Or maybe I’ll talk to you all about censorship laws, and how it led to the production of ’Faces of Death,’ and ’Banned from TV.’ Or perhaps I’ll tell you all about Botulism of all things!

You say that. But you don't see how it factors into every little detail of my life. You undermine me and my autism with a comment that seems meaningless. What does Autism even look like to you? It is the minimal representation you see on TV? Is it Rain Man? Is it Music, from Sing? Sheldon Cooper?

I am Autistic. You can look at me, and see what Autism looks like. And keep your comments to yourself.

mountain getting wisdom teeth out and on the way back home he sits there doing the 1000 yard stare and its the funniest shit ever send post