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TOMORROW, WE'RE GOING TO BE STARDUST

@parasiticstars / parasiticstars.tumblr.com

帕克秀 • 2004 ✶ Biology nerd. Multifandom + oc content. God’s beloathed sacrifice. God.
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trying to get back into the content creator swing (delusional) so obligatory pinned post Parker, Old As Balls, certified yapper. This is my main blog, so it has no theme or consistent posting topic, which is now your problem.

I often take long, unannounced breaks. I stand with Palestine. Zionists will be blocked. whump masterpost every social ever in case linktree shits itself: discord - ig - cara - AO3 - bsky🔞 - C.AI - janitor - youtube

BYI: I'm an adult who sometimes posts adult content. I block blank blogs. Dms are always open, but I don't respond quickly. My ask inbox is glitching and may delete your asks. Please resend if possible.

please don’t fear for my mental health = whump tag Parker’s trashbin = my art tag ATSV, Marvel, and Star Wars = what I post the most about, though I’m in several other fandoms as well.

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I be stress eating during the election race 😂😂😂🔥🔥🔥🔥‼️‼️‼️‼️[if trump wins I might actually Kay em ess this is not a drill]

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DUCK FACTORY (アヒルのメーカー)

Made by @hexaes here on Tumblr!

you don’t give a fuck when your a duck 😎

idk who else if you see this just reblog please

i will defend the kittys and ducklings with my life (and this knife i found)

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dangraccoon

This is adorable

omgggg this is so cute ty for the tag!!!!

I tried to make it a mandarin duck but it didn’t work :(

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Get to know me meme

yoinked from @ templeofvengeance

do you make your bed? no😔

favourite number? dunno if it counts but I inexplicably use 8 in a lot of things

job? none rn. currently job-hunting

if you could go back to school, would you? depends. if I had to magically relive highschool like some fucked up time traveling shojo? I'd kill myself on the spot. a second chance at college? it'd be nice, but by the time id be able to enroll, i'd be too old.

can you parallel park? AHAHAHAH no

do you think aliens are real? I think there's something out there, but the universe is so vast and fuck-off huge that we may never see them.

can you drive a manual car? yes

what's your guilty pleasure? depends on what you count as one-- it ranges from the unhealthy amount of chocolate I eat to the dead dove I write and read to running a fucking roleplay blog.

tattoos? in my household?

favourite colour? #FF0000

do you like puzzles? no

any phobias? I might have mild pediophobia? idk I dont wanna say I do bc all they do is make me uncomfortable and like I'm being w a t c h e d but I probably wouldnt have, like, a panic attack if im alone with one

favourite childhood sport? wasnt in sports

do you talk to yourself? yeag

tagging: @asciiid @livdrawsstuf @datfearlessfangirl @magpiemarsh (srry babe dating me means being tagged in everything) @flowered-bicycles @dramatic-delirium @skywalkerrenthusiast @obi-mom-kenobi + anyone else who wants to join gnight

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Two truths and one lie! Tag someone else to play!

1. I have a fake eye

2. I have a calico cat

3. I have killed 47 people!

Ahhhh my main account because ooc

Lie: 1

Now for me

1) My object permanence is so bad sometimes I forget my friends exist

2) I don't eat cabbage because I hate the taste of it and similar cruciferous vetablsz

3) My favourite flower fragrances are rose and jasmine, food fragrances tea and chocolate

(SORRY IF I DOUBLE TAGGED YOU I WANNA PLAY WITH BOTH IN CHARACTER AND WITH YOUU)

Oh lord- 2??

Okay okay

  1. I broke my own toe once just to see what it’d feel like. It’s still broken to this day because it healed wrong
  2. When I was on vacation in San Francisco, I got lost while on a walk to a park and ended up in the Castro by complete accident
  3. I nearly totaled my dad’s truck once because I swerved to NOT hit what I thought was a cat, but was actually a coat all bunched up in the middle of the road
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[coughs in attention whore] hey uhmm I made a silly lil fic for Día de Muertos

Día De Muertos is supposed to be a celebration. When the dead return home, the day is filled with festivals, family, home-cooked food, and the bright smell of marigolds.   But Miguel O’Hara has no family, is too miserable to leave the apartment, and all the marigolds have gone extinct.   They’ve been extinct since 2095, actually. How hadn’t he known? That should've been something he'd figured out sooner, right? But no, he finds out a week before the day itself while he’s trying to make Gabriella’s ofrenda.   What does his beloved baby girl, who he would’ve given the world a thousand times over, get instead? Paper flowers.   Paper flowers instead of real ones, possessions that represented her instead of properly being hers, a half-done altar that was done in a manic, grief-fueled haze.   It’s paltry. Miguel knows it is. But it’s all he can give, and by God, he hates it. He tried to make it up in home-made pan de muerto and fresh fruit and her favorite dinners, in the carefully arranged papel picado garlands, in finding actual copal to burn… but it’s not enough. It could never be enough.
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[coughs in attention whore] hey uhmm I made a silly lil fic for Día de Muertos

Día De Muertos is supposed to be a celebration. When the dead return home, the day is filled with festivals, family, home-cooked food, and the bright smell of marigolds.   But Miguel O’Hara has no family, is too miserable to leave the apartment, and all the marigolds have gone extinct.   They’ve been extinct since 2095, actually. How hadn’t he known? That should've been something he'd figured out sooner, right? But no, he finds out a week before the day itself while he’s trying to make Gabriella’s ofrenda.   What does his beloved baby girl, who he would’ve given the world a thousand times over, get instead? Paper flowers.   Paper flowers instead of real ones, possessions that represented her instead of properly being hers, a half-done altar that was done in a manic, grief-fueled haze.   It’s paltry. Miguel knows it is. But it’s all he can give, and by God, he hates it. He tried to make it up in home-made pan de muerto and fresh fruit and her favorite dinners, in the carefully arranged papel picado garlands, in finding actual copal to burn… but it’s not enough. It could never be enough.
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