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Shit wrong with my leg has progressed to cane levels. I had a man buy it for me with Instacart and I am attaching stickers I got at the con now.

Still learning and adapting to it but it’s helping


Hope to not need it long term but I’m gonna have Stylish Presumed Sciatica in the meantime.


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urfvgrows:

meanstepdad:

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working on a zine about the intersections of fatness, gender, and growing up online. it’s a long time coming and i’m still not sure where it’ll take me.

I have MUCH thought on this topic!!!

I was just thinking about this a couple nights ago. My own gender identity, my body image, how my physical shape affected (and affects) the degree of “femininity” I feel… as well as the discomfort I have around being viewed as feminine.

Ugh ugh ugh. So much ugh here.

(via love-lays-bleeding)

fluorescentbrains:

VITAL to have pals who will let you vent and say horrid petty things about people you don’t like to cope but also recognize that you don’t really mean it and none of what you’re saying is actionable information. pals who will let you be a nasty little whirling dervish of hatred in their DMs and understand this isn’t the person you’re trying to be in the rest of the world

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humansofnewyork:
““I was just a girl from Poland. But I wasn’t afraid when I came here. It was like a big, beautiful machine to me. The energy, the madness of it. On my very first day I stood on the corner of Broadway and 44th Street. People were...

humansofnewyork:

“I was just a girl from Poland. But I wasn’t afraid when I came here. It was like a big, beautiful machine to me. The energy, the madness of it. On my very first day I stood on the corner of Broadway and 44th Street. People were screaming and yelling. All of it was beautiful, even the bad stuff. Back home it had been so strict. Everything by the book. But here you had the freedom. Right away I was thinking: ‘This is my city. I want to be a part of it.’ I got my first job working at a delicious German bakery. I didn’t speak any English. But I have a photographic memory. Anything I can see, I can do. I learn to make everything: the candies, the cookies. Even the perfect little Easter Bunnies. Then one day I see an advertisement in the New York Times. I opened right to the page: ‘Sandler’s Chocolate Shop for sale.’ It felt like destiny. I do my research in the old way. For two weeks I stood across the street from the shop and counted all the people. Then I tell Mr. Sandler: I am ready to buy the store. I memorized the recipe of all the chocolates. I learned the taste of each of them. I have a thing for colors. When I’m surrounded by colors, my whole body shakes. So I chose all the perfect colored boxes. My mother came to work with me every day. We fight, but ‘love fight.’ The fight of stupid things. We were very close. More like sisters. We knew everything that needed to be done, even without speaking. For 25 years we run the shop together. She’s been gone for seven years now. I miss her very much. And without her it is much more work, but I am trying my best. For 32 years this has been my normal life. Doing the chocolate and the cookies. It has always felt like normal thing to me. Like I’m just one of millions. Ordinary girl doing her job. That’s the way I was thinking. But recently people are coming in here every day, they are saying: ‘You cannot go down. We will miss you.’ I never realize how much the people likes me, and this makes me extremely proud. Do you know what they say to me? All the people? They tell me: ‘Kamila, we need you here.’ Can you imagine that? Me, just a girl from Poland. They say: ‘You are part of New York. The city needs you.’”


Like so many other business owners, Kamila fell into a giant sinkhole with her rent during the pandemic. She worked out a deal with her landlord, but still owes nearly $100,000. If anyone would like to help Kamila save her 32 year old business, Kamila’s friends have created a GoFundMe for her: https://bit.ly/MyzelsChocolates  


And if anyone would like to get New York’s tastiest chocolates and candies for Valentines Day, you can visit Kamila at Myzel’s Chocolates on 140 W. 55th.


Marry Fransoir (WIP)

queenofsquids:

dollsorwhatever:

She’s looked like this for over a year now but here’s my Marry Fransoir doll, who is still waiting for new clothes and the return of her stand and shoes lol

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Unlike Tiffany Taylor she does have saran hair which was a great surprise, I did chop off her brunette bangs though because they looked horrendous and stuck up in the back lol 

And for anyone wondering how different she really is compared to Tiffany Taylor:

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The general body sculpt is essentially the same as Tiffany, except it’s been shrunken down and given a waist joint and soft vinyl arms as well as the sculpt being a lot softer (note the missing nipples lol).

The body proportions are also tweaked for Marry and have a much nicer shape compared to Tiffany’s beefy neck and oddly long legs lol

I usually prefer to wait on making restoration posts until the whole project is finished, but since I’m waiting on a bunch of parts for her still, I figured I would just post what I’ve had over the last year and update whenever she gets done lol

How cool :)

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