I love seeing this shot, and it's a lot of fun to replicate!

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Sometimes people expect me to just find the flaws in fantasy archery, but I find there's a lot more to learn from finding the ways in which they DO work.

It's amazing how many things are only impossible if you stop to think about them.

(Btw the music isn't really a response to the comment, but it is a JAM)

Wandering 🌷

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the thing is, somebody cares. i know your best friend seems really busy all the time and is shit at texting but she still loves you and she talks to you more than she talks to anyone else and you’re the only breath of calm she has on this planet. the boy in your science class loves seeing what music you’re listening to on your headphones - he has the same taste and wishes he had the nerve to ask you about it. your english teacher loves the insight you have on your papers. somebody cares. the person who lives down the street from you notices when you are sick because they don’t see you stomping your way to the schoolbus - it’s how they know it’s time to get their breakfast ready. somebody is looking for you at the party, even if they don’t know they’re really looking for you - but when you don’t show up, some part of them is disappointed. somebody is looking for you in the library, in the spot where you eat lunch, in front of that one step you always seem to trip on. i know your parents are a complicated mess and there’s drama between your friends and your love life is sort of shaped like a constant question and everybody seems all caught up in their own lives and their own happiness and nobody really notices: but somebody always does. every face in your dreams is someone you have met, and that means that you are in a million’s stranger’s heads. they see you when they go to bed. and somebody cares. somebody still thinks about you even though you were just a person with a nice outfit or good eyeliner or a great smile or because you were having one of those moments that are so charmingly human in nature or because they regret not asking if you needed help when you fell or because they wonder what you were thinking about or drawing or writing or just because you’re alive, and that makes you fascinating. somebody cares. when you were on break from work and saw a dog hanging his head out of the car and suddenly broke into a smile: there was a girl in the back of that car, and I was her, and I still think about you, and i hope you get more chances to smile like that. and there is you, sitting here reading this, and by some small extension, meeting me, and i am telling you, I care. somebody always does. i promise. i promise. you are loved.

THEM !

generally not super into shapeshifter characters being revealed to have like a singular True Form. isnt it much more interesting to imagine a creature so fluid and ever-changing that even they cant identify any one body as the "true" self, or simply dont see the need to?

is this you? yes. this one too? yes. but then which one is the real you? define "real" define "you" theyre all me. even the ones that are someone else? especially those.

me reading my own writing: a classic! hilarious! ohoho i am oscar wilde i am very clever

also me reading my own writing: what is this abomination i have unleashed upon society. i’m like dr. frankenstein but with words that are bad

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wanted to post this in autumn, but then I thought to myself: If I wanted to draw a witch in the summer, then surely there are people who want to see witches in the summer.

Vintage pinback buttons originally available for order in the zine Gendertrash From Hell | 1990s

when u make a mutual and then ur mutual has an in group of mutuals and over time and one by one they follow u and u follow them back and vice versa slowly its like earning the trust of the italian mob one mafioso at a time until finally ur being kissed on the lips at gatherings

Why is it always ‘queer people are projecting their identities onto characters’ and never ‘straight people are presuming that their identity is the default’?