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tobytost · 6 months

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trying to teach your overworking sister early morning meditation is not an easy task

my piece for the @starwars-arttrade-2023 for @constellation-skirmishes ! :D

#my art #star wars #star wars original trilogy #luke skywalker #leia organa #she’s more like her father than she realizes #YAAAY ART TRADES #star wars art trade 2023

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qilinkisser · 6 months

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This just in! It's time for something really special: QILINKISSER'S CHIBI GIF ART TRADES!

Would you like to see your selfships ANIMATED? Do you not have money to commission a gif? Never fear, I'm practicing simple gifs and I CAN'T RECIEVE MONEY OVER THE INTERNET! For the low low price of you making art (drawing OR writing!) of one of MY ships, you'll get to see YOUR ship in MOTION! Just like this:

Interested? Fantastic! But act soon, because I only have THREE SLOTS available for YOU to get yourself an ANIMATED SELFSHIP GIF!

Slots taken: 3/3! If you still really want one, dm me and maybe we can work it out <3

#idk I worded this like an ad. hashtag what evar it's funny #yaaay I get practice and you get art!!! win win #Pollen talks ☁️#selfship art trade

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happygochi · 2 years

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I asked the wonderful and talented @songochiox to do an art trade with me and of course, it’s a spicy one 🤭🤭🤭

- cropped for obvious reasons, go check here on my twitter for the full *n sf w* version

#gochi #songochiox #my fanart #happygochi art #ssj!goku x chichi #gochi in a shower #this was based on a reference specifically chosen by mon lol #shower kink #*WINK WINK WINK*#art trade #and yaaay my first spicy art trade at that! thank u mon!

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grilledpook · 1 year

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art trade with 13aconcola on instagram yaaay

#art trade #oc art #don't ask me about doing art trades #i only do a few on my own accord

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5un5yst · 10 months

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Finally participating in art fight this year YAAAY

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ctrlseacat · 10 months

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my art fights this week yaaay ^___^

(my af btw hehehe)

#art fight 2023 #art fight team vampires #team vampire #af 2023 #oc #original character #oc art #my art

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enby-hawke · 2 years

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Finishing up this commission and then some art trades hopefully

I’m unbanned from twitch yaaay

#art stream #wip #commission

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snailimp · 2 years

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Art trade I did with my friend :)

My buddy @finnorph and I did an art trade yaaay

He wanted me to draw emo Duck guy and I asked him to draw a tiger girl I made :)

Aaa I love it :)

#dhmis #drawing #duck guy #doodle #art trade #tiger girl #traditional art

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dnalkaline · 1 month

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I'm on temazepam right now because I'm having a hard time sleeping and that usually makes me feel kinda Down and rambly so I feel the need to type this out somewhere I can easily find it later. I don't expect myself to do anything drastic because under normal circumstances I'm too apathetic to do anything (yaaay SzPD perks)

I've nearly died over half a dozen times in my life due to random accidents, and sometimes I wish that one of those times had actually taken me out.

. . .

I don't even know where to begin. I don't even know why I'm still here. I'm such a failure. I don't remember how to do my degree due to the brain rot so my education is useless. I've been trying to pick up new skills but it's so hard. My dyslexia and other brain problems make me remember things out of order, and the damage to my temporal lobes and other parts of my brain make it very hard to me to retain new knowledge sometimes, especially when it comes to learning how to do something. Growing up, everyone always pushed me to be some modern renaissance man jack-of-all-trades which is why I have basic knowledge on a lot of stuff, but now I barely remember how to do fuckall.

I'm stuck doing odd metaphysical-related jobs for weirdos who have a suspicious amount of money to be spending on things like spells and me summoning demons for them or crystals because it's one of the few things I remember how to do properly. And even though I do like it in a vacuum, it feels so humiliating whenever "normal" people ask me what my occupation is.

I just tell them I'm a freelance artist but the truth is my art is too niche or sucks and barely anyone buys anything anymore. Part of the reason I give away so much stuff to people is because it's so depressing having it around and not selling that I just want the stupid things out of my fucking house. Since social media in general is going down the shitter (like Twitter), it's been harder to try and advertise and get better reach.

Not to mention a lot of the things I'm capable of doing are things I learned back in high school, because most of my college education went out the window since that was before my neurodegenerative disease was diagnosed so I was unmedicated and genuinely not retaining information. I feel like I'm timelocked and sometimes I do genuinely forget I'm almost 30 and I have to shake myself out of moments where I think I'm just ~23 again and fresh out of college.

I tried having a "real" job for a steady source of income, but it was too much. I was in so much pain. I got endo surgery recently which helped relieve a lot of my chronic pain/fatigue but now I have to deal with the problem that my joints suck and hurt all the time so I still need mobility aids to walk for anything more than a quick trip to the store. I don't qualify for SSI because I'm mentally competent enough to run an Etsy store and I make just barely enough money that they wouldn't allow me anyway.

. . .

And then it's just... Ok.

When I was a teenager, I was hospitalized for a suicide attempt. I was basically missing for 2 weeks to everyone except my mom and, like, 2 people online I managed to tell before my phone was confiscated.

TL;DR nobody else gave a shit about me. All my "friends" IRL didn't think it was a huge deal and nobody even said something like "oh, glad to have you back." I had 0 missed calls (not counting telemarketers), 0 direct texts, 0 DMs on Skype or tumblr. Nobody noticed. Even my IRL friends just... Didn't seem to care that I didn't make their weekly meetups we had.

And I keep trying to tell myself it won't happen again, but sometimes... I wonder. I want to believe things are different, but there's a nagging feeling in the back of my head about it.

I try not to think about it, but sometimes it worms its way back into my mind no matter how much progress I've made in therapy.

. . . Lately I was having another one of these... Introspective nights. And so I went to bed, and I just... Tried to pray or wish or beg, or... Whatever for a good dream. Some dream vision that would give me some sort of inclination on how to fix my life. Or improve it in any way possible.

... What I got, was a dream of my family berating me for being a useless piece of shit, and some kind of force giving me intrusive thoughts and instructions on how to (very realistically) make a cocktail of medicine I have IRL that would surefire cause an overdose and kill me, along with other instructions such as walking into the woods and doing it in the middle of nowhere so nobody would be able to find and save me.

I'm not sure what to think about this. I don't want to "give up" like that. I still have things that I need to finish, because I promised people I would finish it. The only thing I pride myself is being semi-reliable when people need me to do something.

I like being useful. I like being the problem-solver and the smartest bitch in the room. And part of the reason I keep feeling worse and worse is... As time goes on, and my health deteriorates... I'm not "useful" anymore. I struggle doing tasks that used to be easy to me. Sometimes I can barely even remember how to draw.

The only thing I never wanted to lose was my mind. It was my worst fear- worse than death. And now I'm in a position where it's still all I have left, but just barely in comparison to how I used to be.

. . .

Even though with modern medicine my lifespan has been expanded so I'll probably make it to middle age, I don't know if it'll be worth it.

It's likely I'll never be able to do the things I want to do. Unless I marry some guy who is doing pretty decent, I'll probably be trapped below the poverty line forever unless I want to just full-on scam people and play along with some stupid cult shit in occult spaces (which I really don't want to do).

But like... In my ideal world. I want to live. I WANT to hit the stereotypical "milestones" most people do. I want to get married (not necessarily for romantic reasons but for some platonic life partner and just for the experience of being married). I want to have my own apartment or condo or small house or whatever. I want to be able to go outside and do... Something. Anything. Meet some people. Go to a club. IDK. Things I can't do right now. Even if it never ends up being the most glamorous thing, I want to be able to sell my art and stuff.

. . .

I have made recently and have been filling out a checklist of all the obligations I'd like to fulfill before I'm "allowed" to die. My reasoning is that if I complete it all, I might not want to die anymore, and I managed to do stuff I wanted to do. And then, if I still want to die, then I can die with as few regrets as possible.

I haven't told my therapist about most of all this because I don't want to be forced back to the mental ward. They were racist and really mean to me there, and I can't afford being away from my store for more than a few days at a time because I basically live paycheck-to-paycheck and I have to help pay the mortgage.

I don't even know what to do anymore. I know a lot of people don't really believe in magic shit but I've had to make deals with demons and stuff like that just to survive. And like- It has been helping, I get more attention on my spiritual store and stuff, and I've found some doctors who have given me better treatment than my old ones. But like. There's only so many things magic can help with and if you're genuinely that SOL then it's not gonna fix everything.

But it's also like... If I'm that hard to keep alive. Then is it really worth it? I feel like people would get over it if I disappeared. I mean, I know a few people would be really upset, but... I don't know. That thing I mentioned earlier makes it so hard to be optimistic about related things.

I'm getting tired. I don't know what else I was going to type about this stupid shit. This isn't mean to be some guilt trip thing. I know people have their own problems and I don't blame anyone if they don't have the mental capacity to read all this or can't help in any meaningful way. The only time I get mad at people not helping me is when people promise me they'll do something for me and then just ghost me because I don't fucking know.

I just. Have to get it all out somewhere or else I will implode. You know how it is.

I hope miracles exist. I keep getting divination results (from multiple sources, friends and stuff) saying something really good is going to happen soon-ish and fruits of labor and stuff but. I don't know. Ugh. Usually that stuff never ends up true for me. It's always one step forward, two steps back. Or nothing happens at all.

#null rambles #nobody has to read this but it's one of those 'if i dont scream into the void i will explode'#sui ideation tw

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beastofmoss · 7 months

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Working on an art trade yaaay

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tobytost · 7 months

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just got assigned my giftee for the art trade YAAAY:) :D

#toby talk

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qilinkisser · 8 months