Here, Have A Posthuman Pirate

Good parents don’t raise children who cry in the middle of the night of pure suffering.

good parents don’t raise children with flashbacks

good parents don’t raise children with extreme fear of touch

good parents don’t raise children who can’t say no

(continue the chain! reblog with “good parents don’t raise children” and write your own symptoms!)

I wanna see something…

REBLOG IF YOU THINK POLYAMOROUS PEOPLE AND RELATIONSHIPS ARE VALID

LIKE IF YOU WOULD BE FINE IF YOUR FRIEND OR A CLOSE ONE TOLD YOU THEY WERE IN OR INTERESTED IN A POLYAMOROUS RELATIONSHIP

I just wanna see how many people care…

Stuff

Good thing I never even liked his content in the first place :p

PvZ gijinkas are fun to draw

The Demigods

Born from a noble father, they were raised to be monarchs in all meaning and might. They were taught how to manipulate space, time, and all sorts of living flesh. They were taught they were fated to be the lonely rulers of whole worlds, that the thrive or the ruin of billions of souls would lay in their spindly and tenacious hands.

But since the start, a special bond joined them together. Aside their fellow schoolars, all of them bloated in vain ambitions and divinity delusions, they shared the primal desire of love. So they held each other in their teachings and grew wise and dutiful, knowing their designed crows of Subjects would very likely share such powerful passions to drive them far in the duties to favour the Empire of Man.

But with wisdom sorrow came. They were fated to be separated, to be tasked each to take care of a distant world, likely to never be seen again.

Thus that was how it was, and centuries of silent misery and godly sandess happened for them.

Until a day, someone had a visit. Diplomacy, they said. Important subjects, they said. It didn't matter at all. The moment their glances met they knew who was standing at them. Their heavy robes fell away as they fiercely galouped like the wild mounts of old age one towards the other until they hit midway in a fierce clash.

Scandal and unrest of their godly authorities could wait a little more, because the demigods, for first time in aeons, had each other again.

a gentle reminder to surrender any and all vital organs to the zombie army, or else.

A fat fucking fish

what would those of you who celebrate like for fishmas

fellow christians: dont you DARE be offended when LGBTQ people are uncomfortable with your religion because yours is a religion whose history has singlehandedly been the most potent and oppressive force against sexual freedom/freedom in general in recorded history.