Twisted Trans Sister

five. hundred. cigarettes

my wizardgirl keeps mage regressing during the big boss fight, throwing out level 1 Ice Bolt and giggling like we're supposed to find it cute. I know this bitch can do a level 12 modified Frosthammer Vortex. It's not even hard for her. But the Wyvern Queen, who we're supposed to be killing, keeps going "Wow, that was a really big spell for you! good job giving me -1 speed! You're soooo powerful!" and my fuckass mage is beaming at her with those big wet eyes. I don't care if you get "level dysphoria" from your gigantic big-girl mana pool I'm about to die out here

Im so used to my queer echochamber that when a woman doesnt have armpit hair its like a jumpscare

in the early 21st century various cultures were known to worship a sort of fertility idol known as "hex maniac"

I feel like that one scene of Justin Bieber getting shot in csi