#they were gnarly

[lewmagoo]

i washed my makeup brushes tonight *everyone claps*

#they were gnarly

[honey-mess]

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#tw self harm #i was at a local event on the weekend #and there was a woman with healing cuts #they were gnarly #i dont think ive seen deeper cuts before and ive seen looots of pics in my tumblr time #im fixating #but i could never #how do ppl do it

[gophergal]

Another dumb comic, this time in color!

#gopher art #team fortress 2 #tf2 heavy #heavymedic #red oktoberfest #so corey and i were talking and floated the idea that Medic likes to bite and he goes too far sometimes and leaves marks that look downright #GNARLY. fucking HORRENDOUS nibbles. heavy doesnt mind and he's kinda into it #anyway judge all you want i thought this was funny #i think the part im most proud of is the background. and maybe the cartoony looks of Solly and Scout's reactions

[mattodore]

kiss me till you bite ♪

#river dipping #ts4 #ts4 edit #theodore doe #matthias evanoff #a burning house to live in #echthroi #🦇 #these are from an animation not a pose so if you wanna see this in motion just go to my video tag <3 #and that gnarly ass bite on theo's throat prompted me to use this song from their playlist as the caption #anyway. more editing practice :3c there were actually six screenshots but i decided to just do the first three... #also i didn't actually end up finishing these while jerma was streaming last night bc i got too distracted watching him play #instead i finished them like riiiiight before i went to sleep as i was listening to his sorcery streams #normally i just hop between jerma videos or listening to something #really my editing go-tos are jerma / mattodore playlists / podcasts / khadija mbowe or tee noir #i don't listen to a ton of podcasts tho. it's either relistening to i am in eskew / the magnus archives / wolf 359 #or listening to behind the bastards / if books could kill / pick me up i'm scared / you're wrong about / or maintenance phase #...once again making a post where the tags have nothing to do with the actual post. well. <3 #uh. say something abt this post river. um. i like when mattodore kiss but you can't actually see it :) #they only ever kiss in private so... i think it's fitting :)<3 #something abt mattodore being so physical in public but having this line where they almost never kiss around others... brain buzzes #it's bc of theo... kissing is too personal to him. and with matthias he's never cared about it before but... kissing theo... woof. #the way theo melts when he gets kissed... matthias likes to keep that for himself. #now that this is finished i need to get to that ask in my inbox... which i definitely should have started answering by now... 🧘

[gnarlyeddy]

Hello dearly beloved. Eddy wrapping all his tentacles around Harmony. Cuddling.

can an anemone girl and a nautilus boy really become best friends

#gnarly eddy #harmony splatoon #also im pretty sure i know who you are but please dont call me dearly beloved if were not yknow. close #asks #my art #splatoon

[snackugaki]

memory lane pizza

#tmnt au #my tmnt au is just me reconciling a bunch of things #i don't know what to tell the kids #they were born in the 80s #so i'm letting them grow old #and I'm gonna give them a reprieve #are Karai and Leo gonna face the utrom invasion tomorrow? #mayBE #but for now they ate some gnarly greasy pizza #and washed it down with cocktail of 8 different sodas #jonin deserve to eat gross fast food #as a treat #I almost want to go on a spiel on how ninja work and their role in my au #but it's gonna get in the way of me drawing them doing dumb shit #like turtle hockey with Casey #original Karai was a smidge too much of the Dragon Lady stereotype #...that reminds me there was a literal Lotus Blossom character in TMNT too #yeesh #Helen Zia and Sunny Woan compel me #the yikes compels me #Leo doesn't eat the crusts

[storm--bound]

hear me out

Meant To Be Yours from Heathers but it's Quinn and Darlin, especially this version

#redacted audio #redacted asmr #redacted darlin #redacted quinn #Music post #stormy speaks #I've been having nonstop Quinn thoughts as of late #You know that bitch was toxic the entire time they were together Darlin just didn't see it or ignored it #Spotify #This is for my musical girlies/gnarly

[zombieclieo]

"D'you think she cares?" His voice came across as a little worse for wear than it oughta. Death usually restored the body to peak order aside from a few scars, but here Martyn's throat was, scratchy and harder to parse than he woulda liked.

"What?" Came the reply. Scott shook his hand out, dirt particulates separating from his fingers as he did.

"Cleo, I mean. Obviously." Martyn laughed, leaning back against Scott's pretty little house, hand waving in a mockery of one of Scott's common gestures.

"Why would I know what Cleo thinks of you? We aren't teammates this go around." Scott turns back to his work, but it's still obvious how the previous victor felt about this game by how his voice catches at 'go around'.

Martyn winces, but he shakes it off within milliseconds. "You two are always allies! There hasn't been a go when you two haven't been conspiring. I'm asking because--"

"Martyn." Scott's voice was sharper than he meant, and it softens as he continues. "For one, I won't ask how you know more about mine and Cleo's relationship than either of us have told you. You and Grian get so clammy about that nonsense. For two, she hasn't mentioned you."

Martyn doesn't flinch, but Scott can tell that hurt him. Scott lived with him for a while, he knows. Martyn thinks himself infinitely cool and collected, but he isn't. He never has been and Scott's pretty sure he never will be. The blonde coughs. "Cool."

"Cool?" Scott laughs, looking up. Arcing underneath his hair from his right temple under his hair and around his throat is a lightning scar, and it glows slightly at the middle of his throat in a cool cyan. It aches. Martyn knows it aches, especially when Scott laughs. "Martyn, you were soulbound two goes ago. I know she's cool and all, but what's your hangup? Are you this hung up on Ren? Me?"

"What! Scott, you're having a giraffe. I don't get hung up on people."

There is a poignant silence. Martyn shifts uncomfortably. Scott rolls his eyes and returns to his work.

"Scott, I just wanna know how she is. If she ever thinks about me. I don't--I try not to think about it. The past, I mean. But it just... I may die but the soul lives on. Bones are buried but the soul is still here and it still feels that little string, y'know? We had the same soul, for a while. The same beating heart." Martyn finally moves from his ramrod straight stance, squatting beside Scott, a gloved hand extended.

The palm is cold. Ice fucking cold. The diamond shaped mark seems to give his flesh freezerburn as he nears the scar to any other living being. Any that are around, anyway. Martyn is cagey about it--Scott wasn't being mean. He has four of those diamonds across his body, though he supposes he's lucky that they're all... eh, relatively easy to hide. The one on his cheek, the back of his neck, and right over his heart were harder to conceal, though. That, and the massive ragged timepiece seemingly slashed across his back. The scar that never healed. The reminder to keep his ears open. To listen. To betray when it suits him. That one still pulses red, sore and obvious.

Scott doesn't know that a diamond burns for him as Martyn nears him. He doesn't know that it gets a little harder to breathe as the scalding diamond on the back of his neck makes itself very known. Bound, again and again, had he always found himself following after another? Hitching his soul into pieces again and again? Where would a diamond appear this time, for Jimmy? Where else would the cracks spread? Scott flicks his nose.

"You're absolutely doing that thing again where you just stare at me and look pensive. Fine, you want to know so bad what I think they think? Fine, if it'll get you to either go away or help me plant." Scott finally stands up fully and stretches his back out, then his arms high above his head. He reaches over to grasp Martyn's upper arm. "Cleo is a complicated person. They do care. They also don't. You aren't the center of her universe and that is fine. For both of you. Worrying about what they think won't make you less afraid of what comes next. Holding onto us--me, Cleo, the Ahaliance, Ren, that won't give you the peace you're looking for. You and Grian hold on tighter to the past than the rest of us. Let us go, Martyn, and let what joy you can have now happen."

The diamond hurts like hell. Like Martyn has slammed back into a pool of lava and it is eating him alive. It feels like dying when Scott holds his arm. He doesn't react. Scott doesn't know everything. "Alright, alright, I don't need an intervention here, mate! I'm genuinely just trying to see if she's mad at me, and you're talking different breeds and stronger memories. Bah. Maybe you're holding on to Cleo."

"Am I, then?" Scott snorts, and thankfully releases Martyn's arm. The burning subsides, somewhat.

"I think you are, honestly. I look away and suddenly you're gaslighting and gatekeeping and girlbossing! What about my gaslighting?" Martyn holds a hand to his chest as he fakes haughtiness.

"You're a bad liar, Littlewood." Scott kneels back in the dirt. "Now help me plant before you go back to our canary."

Martyn snorts, this time. "Our canary. Yeah, Scott, only me and Grian hold on." He does listen, though, and helps cover wheat seeds with dirt. As his right hand connects with the soil, it aches like a red winter, cold and bloody. He misses Ren. He misses Cleo, and Pearl, and Mumbo and everyone. He feels like there's a world where they could have been happy together, where they played games and laughed around Christmastime. As he looks at Scott, he wonders...

"Do you know what Christmas is?" His voice is more hesitant than he means for it to be.

"No, why?" Scott replies, shoving half a tuber deep into the earth.

"No reason. Just an old story." Then, that was the difference. He and Grian knew there was something beyond. No one else remembers what life extant a Watcher's game is like. He raises his head to watch the darkening horizon. Scott boxes his ear with a smile, and he shrugs. At least they have tonight to pretend like She wasn't watching. Like they were friends planting a field.

#dont ask me what this is. i dont know. anyway have some headcanons abt both martyn and the victors in gen #each victor gets a scar based on what killed them post everyone else dying <3 pearl has burn scars #grian has a fuck ton of scars from where bone moght have pierced skin when his bones Bropke #very gnarly #martyn and grian both have extra scars though from Things. #bigb and ren also have extra scars because i like them #most folks lose all scars they didnt have session 1 of season 1! ie scars scars were there originally so they stay and arent weird #n every time someone dies they also get a scar from that death that go away next season #soulbonds each get the same scars etc etc #inthelittlewood #i guess? #scott smajor #secret life smp spoilers #secret life smp #trafficblr #traffic smp

[aphantimes]

crushing him

#there were two of them #i was so tempted to get both shdgffd #gnarly knuckles #sonic prime

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

Oh I love when people take the metaphor of "losing pieces of yourself" in a somewhat literal context because it can create such gorgeous imagery. I liked the dash cosmic horror involved with Arceus as well as the more grounded idea of hastily patching an open wound. And the visual of then having to deal with it after like a back alley patch job. So wonderful. Do you have any more plans with this concept?

YEAH I LIKE IT TOO HSKJSH and yesss exactly re: the mixing of the cosmic/Higher Power aspects of arceus and the lake trio, combined with the extremely real & grounded imagery of being stabbed and bleeding through your shirt and then getting haphazardly sewn back up. theres just something about it.

i think everything involving arceus especially feels abstracted to the point of only being vaguely real—it's the backstage of the universe, occupied by a higher being that humans are barely capable of processing. it's mind-bending and holy and beautiful... and then it cuts a piece of your chest out with its fucking hoof. it's not even delicate about it, which would, at least, bring the two worlds together to the point of being sort of compatible. if it carefully and delicately excised that portion of your heart. but no, it just impales you, and leaves golden shrapnel embedded in your chest, and you're left there dripping blood on the pristine white tile. it's brutal and uncaring just as much as it is sacred. yknow, like a primal force of nature.

in terms of future plans... there's nothing solid rn but obviously there's a TON of potential in the idea of mental/spiritual fuckery being represented as physical violence. for that specific snippet, i think that the physical wound isn't necessarily visible in reality (though there might still be blood on the front and back of his shirt to mark where it was? i'm undecided) but there is some kind of Mark left on the skin. maybe red gemstone-like stitches to show where the lake trio tried to fix things. and then if he ever returns to a more metaphysical space (like, in dreams, or if the gods ever try to talk to him again) it'll still be there, since it's a wound still left on his soul.

additionally, wrt translating btwn mental/spiritual and physical, i think that ever trying to remember what he's forgotten is like picking at the healing wound. it's not good, is what i'm saying, and has the potential to do further damage. that's also part of what mesprit was concerned about, since in cutting the "ragged edges" off to stitch it closed, it was worried that they were just taking even more away. this all gets very conceptual very fast and i'm also rambling hkjhskjsh point is it's all very unfun for ingo there

#the nemesis speaks #the nemesis answers #dargonics #pokefic pitch #in terms of it showing up in dreams that would ofc also hold true if he WERE 'picking at it'/trying to remember #which i think is sort of visualized as like. trying to yank out the spike that arceus left in there #which looks gnarly but is actually serving a function of like stemming the bleeding #and messing with it WILL also fuck up the lake trio's work #if you wanted to get really mean you could even do something there with darkrai. like he gets put into a nightmare that involves- #-the lost memories and involuntarily tears it further open #even better if someone else is there with him and gets to Watch. hmm #anyway.

[joelletwo]

[a dropdown that lets me select which blog to reply to a post from]

oh what the fuck. since when have we had this.

#gnarly...............! #it was NOT clear that it was a dropdown kjsf trying to hovertext it figure out what dark magic they were doing to sugi

[saturdaynightghostclub]

I’ve always liked the idea of classical literature but haven’t read many classic novels. What are your favorites?

Also, since you like Shirley Jackson, have you ever read Lamb to the Slaughter by Ronald Dahl? I was OBSESSED when I first read it!

Oh bestie, you don’t even know the can of worms you’ve opened 🤩 this is my area, let’s hit it!

A Room with a View, E.M. Forster - I ALWAYS recommend this book to people who are looking to get into classics. It’s quick and accessible, and the overall themes are evergreen—plus, the romance is gorgeous!

David Copperfield, Charles Dickens - I usually recommend people start with A Christmas Carol, but since it’s seasonal I’d recommend David Copperfield. It’s long, but really entertaining and easily broken into sections!

Invisible Man, Ralph Ellison - This one’s tonally pretty dark and complex, but absolutely essential in my opinion. I’m not sure if it’s technically considered a “classic” but who cares, it’s a beautiful read!

The Picture of Dorian Gray - Totally necessary if only for the Victorian drama of it all. I’m always shocked when someone tells me they’ve never read this, it’s like a soap opera!

The Damned Thing, Ambrose Bierce - A staple of the American Gothic genre for my spooky babes :)

Ceremony, Leslie Marmon Silko - Another AP Lit fave that never gets the time of day in classics conversations. The storytelling is nonlinear, which makes it a really interesting and compelling read!

Persuasion, Jane Austen - Underrated classic from the queen of pining. In my opinion this is her most emotional and thought-provoking work, I recommend this to everyone (especially the ones who think they don’t like Austen).

Lud-in-the-Mist, Hope Mirlees - Maybe not a classic but it should be! It’s a direct response to the masculine, colonial ideas of classic fantasy that references Freud, Greek mythology, and Shakespeare!

I haven’t read Lamb to the Slaughter but I’m always down for a creepy good time, I’ll have to put it on my list!

Enjoy bestie :)

#ask #classic lit baby! #i tried to pick ones that were relatively accessible bc we all know classics can be gnarly #depending on what you’re into i can also give more recs by genre!!

[idle-bug]

God I hope people can tell the scars from my attempt are from an attempt they're so pathetic I wish they looked worse

#i have pretty gnarly scar from an old attempt but its completely faded so you cant see it without looking close #i wish the new ones were just as bad #🐊 #🔪 #988blr #styroblr #cvtaddict #self h@rm #cvutting #i want to cvt #cvtt!ng #sh cvt #cvtting #cvt #cvtting addict #sui attempt #tw sui attempt #tw sui implied #tw sewerslide

[steelycunt]

one thing i do miss about studying bio + pe in school were drawing those gnarly diagrams of the human body and bones and muscles and lungs and stuff for flashcards...you dont get to do that so much in politics it has to be said

#did i use gnarly right here my usmutuals. if not then im repurposing it #making flashcards for science and pe was saur fun i wont lie my flashcards were a work of art...i couldnt even get rid of them i was too #attached... #(ridi's) bigmouth strikes again

[cxpperhead]

Copperhead is Solenoglyphous, meaning his fangs are retractable. Most of the time, they're neatly folded out of the way so that he doesn't bite himself (or anybody else he'd prefer not to harm) but all his fangs are incredibly sharp, his rear fangs being even thicker than the prominent strikers up front. Regarding his toxin, Copperhead's venom is unique, being highly acidic so even a spray can cause corrosive damage against unprotected eyes and flesh.

#🐍 || headcanons #🐍 || musings #Took that nap and feel better! #Just thinking more about Copperhead's biology though #He's got more in common with vipers than Proteroglyphous or rear-biting species #It doesn't matter because one quick bite and you'll be in a world of pain anyhow #Or spray - Copperhead's toxins in Path to Hell were gnarly #But his fangs are hinged so he doesn't pose much of a biting risk when relaxed :3 #His tail can constrict people and things so he's dangerous at either end of his body

[celestefem]

a little friend on my door!

#personal #insects #i didn’t realize the bumblebees were out already! nice to see her though #i also only just realized how gnarly my door is lol