It took me like two hours to process that Caleb's description of dunamis actually was somewhat new information and then go back to grab the transcription because, uh, both "form of magic that exists between the fabric of all of forces of power" and "one of the oldest and most fundamental forces" are far more confidently firm descriptions than we ever got in campaign 2.

Was I actually roughly correct about what dunamis was??? HELLO???

VINDICATION?!?!

i was thinking on two more fursona designs, and i had this neat little idea of giving each of them an uncharacteristic set of horns/antlers, but a problem has arisen

*cat with deer antlers *racoon with ram horns *deer with ??????

i actually drew enough art this year to fill this out! I've not been able to do that since 2018! :'D

(this is 100% the fault of the LAL brainrot)

yearning for my shitty little studio apartment and its mouse problem . and general closet-like appearance .

What if I. Uploaded Creatividoodles from two plus (2+) months ago

nothing like waking up and immediately having horrible migraine aura followed by a horrible fckn migraine to just completely derail all the plans you had 😖

Man I can't believe I had the chance to go to a performing arts school up through middle school and I fuckin quit after 6 months just because I got bullied. BRO YOUR HOMEWORK WAS POETRY!! YOU HAD TO PRACTICE DANCING TO COTTON EYE JOE AS YOUR BIG UNIT TEST. GYM CLASS HAD A CIRCUS UNIT!! YOU HAD A WHOLE DAILY CLASS ON IMPROV!!! YOU FOOL!! YOU ABSOLUTE IMBICILE!! YOU COULD HAVE BEEN A YOUTUBER!!! YOU COULD HAVE BEEN ONE OF THOSE TWEENAGERS GETTING LOADED BY MAKING SHITTY YOUTUBE SHORTS IN 2008-14!! But noooOoooOOOoo little miss Noellie (who WANTED TO GO!! who worked SO HARD and sent in an application essay and did an INTERVIEW to get in!!) couldn't handle disruptive classmates or little scuffles and petty grudges and general Attitude of the other students and cried to mommy to put her back in public school. I am EATING MY HAIR over what Could Have Been. I COULD BE SOMEONE'S ANNOYING YOUTUBER!! I could be a DISGRACED DISNEY CHANNEL STAR!! I could be an America's Got Talent winner! A mild to moderately successful comedian! I could be making short films!! But no no no precious thin skinned baby me heard a few new cus words and watched a teacher get heckled and begged to give up The Dream in favor of?? Quiet math tests?? I am such a fucking quitter I quit everything the second it gets too hard I always take the out as soon as it's offered what's my fucking damage.....

also i promise i'll hopefully. sometime this week [maybe this month. this week is busy. maybe by the end of the month is a more feasible goal. anyway] actually manage to translate whatever the fuck is going on between alucren and tyr [one-sided as hell, btw] out of my dms and into like. a tumblr post but i just. i just need you all to know he's a delight and he's an idiot and he's my hamster running endlessly on a wheel and also he's a bag of m&m's that's stuck in the vending machine and i'm shaking him around. anyway.

you can, however, have this in the meantime.

and my single incoherent, possibly, without context giggle about them tonight is both of them are so fucking imperial sometimes in. usually slightly different flavors of it but also somewhat similar but also. shakes them. [laminated paper wobble noises] y'know?

anyway alucren's a fucking loser and i love him.

so not only does genki canonly exist in the reboot but it seems strongly implied that he and doc ketchum worked together at some point??? i do not like that concept At All!

I was fixing my hair when a patient checked in, so i stopped, got their vitals, then returned to the computer to put the vitals in and quickly fixed it (in a less elaborate way than i had originally planned since the usual sudden deluge of patients had clearly started for the evening). I had just started to call the next person up when the patient's family member went "uh-uh, no, you did not just do that to your hair in 5 seconds and two little hair clips, what!'

I kind of half-turned back to awkwardly be like 'i mean. I did. But also the line is like five people deep so i can't really demonstrate' but they went 'no, no, i see you're busy, i see it. But i wanna see that again, but slower. Sometime.'

Then i went on my lunch and they were nowhere to be seen when i got back, but the secret is 1) halfass brush your hair that morning because you're running late, then try and fail like five times over the course of the training class and early part of your shift to make the squished bun you had the day before stay fucking put, then start the process for a braid before going welp the fuckin tuesdaymonday bus just arrived at ye olde emergency department and instead just wrapping the one single section you managed to divide out around the rest like a ponytail holder and then clip the tail twice at the base. It stays mostly because it's ratted together due to the aforementioned halfass brushing and multiple restylings without further brushings. Not a desirable state for hair, really.

Anyway. The triage nurse was like 'are those iridescent skeleton hands' and 'how the fuck do you always have such weird cute stuff' and the secret to that is poor impulse control when confronted with the 3 dollar aisle at target or the holiday displays at cvs.

@biskael: 💭

𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐄 💭  𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝚨 𝐓𝚮𝐎𝐔𝐆𝚮𝐓 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝚮𝚨𝐒 𝚮𝚨𝐃 𝚨𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒.

HIS METHODS IN PUNISHMENT AND TORTURE IS AMAZING. Truly inspiring and makes me want to bring him to the church so he can see my own work. I am positive he would like a tour with his partner!

you know for someone with so many health issues i have a ridiculously good immune system

Yalena shows up to the Waltz house, more pissed than anything. Aneela's been missing for a week. If something happened to her, it would've been them. She bangs on the door, loudly. "What the fuck did you guys do to my sister!" - ( @storystartsanew )

Ash whines when the approach turns into loud banging at the door, hands coming up to her ears. Her enhanced hearing took a lot of getting used to. Vivien looks over and frowns, going over and answering the door for the family.

"Do you fucking mind?"

"What's going on?" Ash frowns at the door, getting up to come over and blurring instead, catching herself on the doorframe.

"Did you mean to do that?" Vivien glances at the girl.

Ash catches her bearings, holding up a finger and pausing as she collects herself. "...no. I just wanted to rush over a little bit. Sorry, who are you?" She looks at the girl in the door.

I've gotten to the stage where I've been thinking drawing would be so much easier than writing

Which... is kinda dumb of me to think. Because I know art isn't easier, and I know I don't have the motivation nor the patience to keep practicing, but at least it would mean the images in my head are put down onto paper without having to think of sentences that go together and worry if they sound good or make sense

what if I'm crying

I kinda wish for all people who immediately change their friendly behavior toward me upon finding out that I'm Black go to hell no matter what.