
Im a witch with a passion for art |LATAM(Perú)|Pronouns: he/they
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he's very excited about his first night as a jack o lantern
asking the REAL questions in the dhmis server

someone mentioned this interaction under my post a bit ago and i cant stop thinking about it.
(Gem opens the door.) Gem: Oh! Hello, Etho! Etho: (Laughing slightly) Hello, Gem! Gem: I would like to buy your door. Three zombie eggs, please! There you go! Etho: Uhh, no deal. No deal. Gem: Ugh, you're the worst, you're the worst- Etho: (Overlapping) No, go ahead. Take it(?). Gem: You gotta give it to me. Can you give it to me? Can I have it? (Etho breaks it.) Gem: You're the best. Thank you! Etho: Mhm. Remember this, Gem, I'm not always a terrible person. (He turns away.) Gem: I didn't think you were a terrible person at all! (Etho turns back sharply.) Gem: I'm an ethogirl, Etho! Etho: Uh-huh.




Part 1 Part 2 - you are here
Reuploaded page 2 cuz I fuked up the background on two panels anyway enjoy :)
i forgot i had these too. dies


Gender Nonconforming Jesus: A look at art history. CW: religion, transphobia, artistic nudity, depictions of open wounds (Long post)














a lot of you probably knows Belphie's story, but I'll summarize just in case.
Devon Rex cats are better for people with allergies (less shed fur + less Fel d1 protein in their saliva), so on February 16, 2024, I went the breeder route and put down a deposit! before Belphie even opened his eyes, he was mine.




every Friday, the breeder sent me a new photo. I had a broken leg, and was basically rotting in bed at that point, so it was the best part of my week. then, at 12 weeks old, I BROUGHT HIM HOME!


at first, he was so alive. like a wind-up monkey that never shut off. he dangled from the wall-hangings, savaged my feet as I walked, and used my elderly cats as jumping poles to do cool acrobatics over. but this all gradually faded.
first, he stopped playing. then he stopped climbing. then he stopped moving much at all. my vet ran tests on him and found multiple pathogens (calcivrius + mycoplasma), but the medication didn't help - he kept declining.


on September 17th, I woke up to find him swollen like a balloon. we finally had an answer: he had Feline infectious Peritonitis, aka FIP. before 2017, this would've been a death sentence. he would've kept bloating until he drowned in his own fluids. and before 2024, I would've been forced to inject him with black market drugs. but thankfully, South Tower Animal Hospital in Fergus, Ontario was doing a study on the oral medication! we drove two hours, enrolled him, and left with the GS-441524 pills.


and he went from those photos above.....to this:

I thought Belphie would die as a kitten. I'd accepted that he would never grow up. but now he gets to LIVE!
and all for the low cost of $7,553.....ahhhahaha........god.




that + a recent home disaster has wiped out my savings, but I still need to pay for Belphie's medication. to remain in this study, I need to do bloodwork monthly until Feb 2025, and he'll need daily pills until March 2025.
I've put a risograph print + enamel pin set at greerstothers.shop. I hate asking for help, but if you'd like to support Belphie's continued treatment, please consider checking them out!
Reblog if you would fall for his flattery

Will you hurt me now and make a million?
hey quick question do you guys think god hates me or nah bc wtf was i on when i decided to start this
are you looking for ways to spite the careless, capitalist machine and help community near and far? in a world where it costs money to be alive and the myth of individualism reigns supreme, sharing even a single $1 with a comrade in need is a form of direct action!
former doctors have left both my boyfriend & i with virtually no help or management for our complex conditions, & our medicaid/food stamps don't cover most of what we need to survive (incl. pain management, multiple necessary supplements, toilet paper etc).
the status quo wants you to believe that being disabled, trans and homeless like us is a death sentence. but our friends and followers have shown us that you all work together to make sure that's not true!! let's keep building a reality where its not a shameful act to ask for help, but something that enriches & empowers both parties 💞
we usually only need about $200 per month, for both of us, to maintain our meds and pay the phone bill. we each survive on about $2.50 per day, so even $5 helps us both live to see another! even a follow or reblog helps!
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👻 Im also a writer and photographer (photoblog is @idleseas) 🎃 + I share some of my work on Kofi!!





I was cooking on twitter today