Dreams of Flight

this is gonna be one of those things that's like 'where were you when the shourtney wedding pics dropped'

wild is the wind

thank u leap day hatching boom i owe you my life

my sweet baby Selkie has finally arrived ;^;

Marvel added a new superhero to the MCU called Flightless Bird Man. His power was turning into any flightless bird.

almost abandoned these sketches but i decided to lazily color them with brushes i recently modded

as always, bonus doods vv

i doubt i’ve ever mentioned my family headcanons on here so just to clarify for these doods, i hc sparkler parent, dreams guide, rhythm guide, performance guide and thoughtful director as siblings because why not

weird ahh family tree

unhealthily obsessed with the tone that Oscar piastri has when he climbs into the Singapore GP ‘23 ice bath and goes “Kim told me it was 23 [degrees], that dog”

not just me right. (it might be just me.)

this is so self indulgent... I wanted to draw my ideal Nadder. the Nadder i would want. im obsessed with her

even more indulgent cringe:

Di doodle break

doodle of dream as a flight attendant<3

In Dreams

As a kid and young adult I sometimes had terrible nightmares (I know everybody does, but I have to start this story somehow.) They were given a bit of extra spice by the fact that I had in reality been very unsafe at home at times, and nearly killed (by accident, but still) more than once.

My husband and I married when I was 26 and he was 29. I found having another person in bed with me was a great help to sleeping and reduced my trouble with Olde Anxieties quite a bit. Still, occasionally, nightmares.

Then one night I had a really spectacular one that involved my husband. In the nightmare we were in a hospital room and he was in the bed. Quite ill and not able to get up or move. My dream self knew that there were Monster Coming to get us, but I could not get his hospital bed to roll nor get him out of it to run away. So after a small eternity of dithering and ineffectively trying to figure out a way to escape, the monsters showed up at the room. There were two of them, vaguely human-shaped and threatening. At which point my dream self pulled a Bowie knife and ganked both of them.

That simplified things.

I remember waking up from that and being absolutely overwhelmed. It was THAT easy? Don't run from monsters, stab them? From that point forward, I have been pretty much free of nightmares. I guess my brain was finally ready to fight instead of fleeing. Shortly thereafter I started taking my brain AND my body to martial arts classes. I THRIVED on studying karate; adored it. Brains, though. Can't live with them, can't live without them.

Hello! Sorry for the late post 😅😅

Still happy Meowpheus Monday!! How has everyone been?

They wouldn’t let me and my dad on our flight unless we could beat this really hard level on Super Mario maker.

colored in a sketch i made a while back of themmm

and a bonus of my brain acting up again vv

… do y’all see my vision-