Sorry for being chronically online but theres something so tender about seeing the first online interactions from years ago between mutuals who are now inseparable/besties/dating even. To have such concrete proof of the first time you encountered each other through an innocuous "i love your edits:)" comment on a post... i dont know, i think it's one of the cutest things about the digital hell era we live in

a dtiys i did over on instagram ❤️

Hyrule Polaroids 📷

As much as I still like the simplicity of the original black and white ink drawings, it's been fun experimenting with color 🌈

"How can you write romance if you're asexual?" The same way I write fight scenes despite never having elbowed some dude in the small intestine: Really badly and I don't know what I'm talking about pls I'm sorry-

your honor I was dilly dallying

Hey runners (and walkers)! Thought this might be helpful :)

Small artists you need to understand that when you see an artist who you think has 'made it' tells you not to worry about the numbers and to not fret about getting more likes than reblogs they are not telling you it because they think you are stupid for caring or because they dont need to network to survive they are very likely telling you that because they have witnessed first hand the way the numbers game tears people to shreds in terms of mental health and motivation

Rainbow Extra, Tim O'Brien, 2021

Do you lose interest in something that's posted chapter by chapter? Is committing to read something that big easier when consumed in regular smaller servings? Let me know in the comments!

This is all assuming the story is complete and not being written as it's posted, and that it's posted regularly. (Weekly or so) or all at once.

Also I'm tagging this with Miraculous tags because even tho it's a generic question about fics in general, this is being asked specifically with my next multi-chapter MLB fic in mind, haha.

and if you haven't heard from me well, it's not for lack of feeling and if i haven't slept in weeks well, that's between me and the ceiling oh, didn't you, didn't you hear? I won worst person of the year quite a statement, considering the state of things I thought you oughta know spent my life lightening this blow and still I never was what you needed me to be oh, I had my chance to be loved lord knows I couldn't take it playing at growing up shoulda known I couldn't fake it I was never good at lyin' read the truth from my face always better at goodbyin' than kissing in the rain so if that's what it takes, if those are the stakes, then I fold i'm all out of gold

April 27th is International Crow and Raven Appreciation Day! My comic Crow time is pretty much stuffed to the brim with crows, so it's a good way to celebrate these goth little dudes.

READ CROW TIME!

OR GET PLUSH GOTH BOI?? WOW!

REBLOG IF YOU HAVE STRETCHMARKS

This way people can see they’re not alone. I have them and this would help me see that.

they both don’t know how to skate 😭

okay so I have this idea for a new therapy thing. basically the idea is after an abusive relationship or a combat deployment or anything that might conceivably leave you with PTSD and a loss of ability to reasonably gauge how bad the shit that happened to you actually was, you sit there with a mental health professional for like, a solid 30 to 60 minutes, you tell them short vignettes of your experiences and they respond ONLY by rating how fucked up each one was on a scale from 1 to 10 and then you move on. the objective isn't to reflect deeply on specific experiences but to get a sustained series of reassurances that what you went through was, in fact, That Bad and gradually rebuild your trust in your own present and future ability to judge when what you're going through isn't okay.

currently calling it Rapid Fire Affirmation and Recalibration Therapy (RAP-FART). working title, open to feedback.

It would have been cute if Adrien had kept that pottery wheel Marinette gave him in season 4. He seemed genuinely interested in it, and we could have had this delightful progression of ugly little armature pottery filling up the Agreste mansion from that point onward.

It could have started in Adrien’s room at first, with just a few little bowls and misshapen vases appearing on his coffee table and nightstand. But then by season five, they’re in the kitchen and living room. Eventually, they’re all over Gabriel’s studio because Nathalie knows that he hates the ugly little things, because they are mediocre products of a hobby that Gabe did not approve for his son, but he knows that if he says a word about it she will snap him like twig over one of her robot legs.

And then one day, Chat Noir gifts one of these little pots to Ladybug. Because she’s his best friend, but also because Adrien is seriously running out of space but is having too much fun with his pottery wheel to stop making them. And while Ladybug does give him a cursory speech about how they really shouldn’t be giving each other gifts, she accepts it, because it’s season 5, and she has a crush by this point. 

And depending on whether Adrien had gotten into glazing and firing his pottery by this point, maybe he even added a little yellow rose to the pot to symbolize friendship. And a little black cat, because you know. He’s him. (And the two would not be at all in proportion to one another.)

Then weeks later, when Adrien just happens to be hanging out at his girlfriend’s place, he happens to glance over at her sewing table and sees a familiar little pot holding a bunch of spare bobbins and fabric scraps. And then his head explodes. 

heres a midi of hips dont lie with a banjo as the vocals