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featherymainffins · 2 months
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From what I've seen the true cluster B experience is actually endlessly wondering if you fit more than one diagnosis or if you just have a few symptoms of the other pds in the cluster because of the inherent overlap and you should stop worrying about it
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noxious-fennec · 10 months
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Trying out some new designs (aka playing dress up)
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shuploc · 7 months
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I will be posting a little Astarion piece later today! 🤗
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thegrandharveyspecter · 9 months
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All there was in this place was a burner phone. Harvey didn't know where his went but it wasn't in his pocket anymore. Either it was taken or he dropped it somewhere during his trip. Not typical Harvey Specter behaviour, but he had no idea what was going on.
He tried sending the text five times and every time, it failed, so Harvey moved all over the place until there seemed to be a tiny bit of a signal.
[Text: Scott Lang] I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared- Harvey Specter
Harvey wasn't really scared but he figured the more urgent it sounded, the more likely he was to get a response. He doubted explaining his situation, his situation he didn't even know was real, would get anywhere.
After Harvey sent it, he started pacing in his spot and hoped Scott wouldn't think this was a prank someone was playing on him.
@antvnger
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centricider · 6 months
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could u draw jreg’s anti-centrist persona :)?
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his mediocre fashion sense and mean girl personality have captivated me
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notyetfixed-a · 6 months
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@a-crookedtouch asked | ‘ i won’t ever forgive them, but i still want them to beg for it. ’
"Oh, they will. I'll be there to make sure of it." Colette smirked a little bit as she looks to the map, her mapping tools laid about all around her as she planned their journey forwards. "So...we kill him and then what? Do you go back and become a Magistrate again? Do you take up his estate and run it as your own?" The blonde half-elf snickered at the thought, her quill now marking all the areas they had explored already.
The Goblin Camp, the Grove, and even that Hag's hut. She marked it with a big red X and a frowny face before she brushes the feather in her opposite hand, wondering what path they should take next. "I think it would be funny if Szaar Estate was suddenly renamed and people left wondering." Another wicked grin, crimson orbs flickering across the mp with confidence. Dusting it with a bit of drying powder, the amnesiac would stand, her head tilting up to him as she pictures him sitting in a proper desk.
"I can see it. You deserve to be in a position of power like that after all these years." The map rolls quickly in her hand before it's tied and stowed in her backpack. "But first, we should try to figure out how to get to through the Cursed Lands like Halsin told us. And deal with this...Absolute bullshit." Pun intended. Stretching up with a bit of a hum, Colette would look to the rest of their tents in camp, hands rubbing together as she comes up with a plan.
"Underdark or Mountain Path? Both seem quite risky. What the the Githyanki on one and possible murderous creatures below. All in all, sounds like we're going to do some damage." She welcomed his opinion; one of the only ones, really. Great minds think alike and all.
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wuntrum · 6 months
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t causing house of leaves experiences in my body (my throat is sore, but not in a sick way, in a "the inside feels its larger than the outside" way)
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qpenpals · 3 months
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First of all, support Shubble and support all victims (which is a statement that while said a lot, seems not be followed as frequently, however i hope those who read this abide by it)
Second, I don’t support wilbur soot/william gold, and I don’t think that anyone should after this.
Third, while this situation is not about me, i have feelings and opinions about it that i would like to share, but even if you don’t read anymore,
Please watch shelby’s vod, and maybe try checking her content out, because while i don’t frequently watch her, i enjoy her streams and maybe you will too! her new hardcore series sounds great :)
This is quite long, but honestly this is kind of just for me to collect my thoughts, however if you read to the end thank you<3 im touched :)
ALSO ABUSE TRIGGER WARNING
Alright, so I have loved wilbur soot’s content for a very long time, 4 years or so. I watched the streams and listened to his music from the start. His content is entwined with many of my fond memories.
Earlier today, I had a breakdown over this whole situation, because, as I’ve been quite busy with school, my job, and other assorted things in my life, I found out about this morning. I had woken from a nightmare about my previous abuser. Who i will be talking about a lot more of as they really impacted my views on this situation.
However this nightmare had left me in a fragile mood, my girlfriend was still sleeping and i didn’t want to wake her, so to comfort myself i went to read one of my bookmarked fanfictions, this fanfiction, while i dont remember the title is one that i’ve found comforting for a very long time, so much so that when im stressed my partner has it saved to send to me so i can calm down.
It was a fanfiction about quackity and tubbo, wilbur soot was mentioned maybe 5 times, and the author had deleted it.
This caused me to try and find out why, so i went to their page and they had posted a temporary fic explaining what had been going on.
My first reaction had been disbelief, I then went to research everything. It was a lot to process.
I watched shelby’s vod. Before this i had mainly been disconnected from what i had seen, taking it it but not with any of my own feelings or thoughts really, just processing.
Shelby’s situation hits really hard for me because a lot of it mirrors my own abusive relationship of a few years ago. The wording Wilbur used against her, sounds like what my old partner would use against me. His actions, such as her having to clean and taking care of food, and amenities, were things i had to experience.
Abuse TW:
My old partner would physically abuse me through biting as well, he would claim that he just liked knowing i was his, and yet, like shubble, if i ever used our safe word, which happened so fucking often, he either wouldn’t listen, bite down harder on my neck, or fucking smile at me before letting go.
This got to the point that multiple times he had drawn blood from my neck, that i still have scars from today. And as i watch Shubble talk about her story which is ever so close to mine, I wonder that if I had watched this before, maybe i wouldn’t have stayed in that relationship.
I proceeded to stay in this relationship for 2 years before i realized how much harm he was doing to me, because i truly believed he loved me, because of all the lovebombing he would do.
End of Abuse TW:
And yet i felt pain aside from sympathy or memories, when learning of this, as the content Wilbur had put out had actually helped me out of this relationship, his music was pretty much all i listened to the months of healing after i got out and it helped, the art is good, and yet the author is one i cannot respect nor support in anyway now that i am aware.
i’d suggest watching this tiktok by @lasmanburg that really explains my thoughts and feelings on this
https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTL1tb5Wg/
Right back to the content. I don’t believe that we should throw it all away, i don’t think that people should be deleting their art, fanfiction, or anything based on Wilbur. Because in the end it’s all art that we have created and interpreted and though the man who inspired it is horrible, all that has been made does not reflect his actions, but instead love and creativity from vast multifaceted community.
One can continue their writing and work because they are the ones creating it, not him, and besides most interpretations of him stray quite far from the source anyways
I think that one can continue to engage in his content as long as one does not directly support him, such as pirating his music, but personally at least right now listening to his music which brought me so much comfort-makes me feel sick. So think i’ll be taking a step back.
I don’t really know how to end this, i just needed to get my thoughts out honestly. I have therapy in an hour. I hope all of you who’ve made it to the end have a wonderful day and drink some water. I wish shelby well, and i’m glad she has been able to share this situation. And with that, I must now leave :)
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ari-bytes · 1 year
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Here she is :) This project has had numerous setbacks, from UV maps breaking to... well, its mostly been that :’)
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elizaisdunn · 5 months
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they solemnly swear they are up to no good
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killerqueenwidow · 4 months
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🛑 + REVERSE
send 🛑 to clean blood off of my muse after they protected yours.
add + to reverse so receiver is the one cleaning blood off sender.
Natasha looked down at the boy and arched an eyebrow, grabbing another rag. "I could have taken care of that. Why would you do such a thing?" she asked calmly, even if her tone had a bit of a worried edge to it.
@manymusesbym
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noxious-fennec · 7 months
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It's pomegranate season :)
A redraw of this piece from around a year ago
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akaisenhatake · 1 year
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i love how Heimdall covers Atreus's eyes like "i am an asshole, but i am not letting this little shit see the degenerate shit these mortals create"
on god i fuckin tell you not even odin would want to torment a kid like that, the boy has gone through a lot of shit he don't deserve it 💀
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anyways made this shitty meme for this ask alone your welcome
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gemshroud · 1 month
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@mindhallow liked for a starter!
Entreri hated killing the shades.
He hated anything unnatural, thus unpredictable, but he especially hated the way these shadows dissipated in a waft of half-forgotten memory and emotion, the barest wisp of an entire lifetime... So many of them bled loneliness and he was sick of it. Like a smell he couldn't get off his clothes.
He was sick of this damned place.
If his movements in the fight had been particularly brutal to vent his frustrations, that hardly mattered. It had gotten the job done just as efficiently. When the frenzy had finally ended--if any fight could truly be called ended within the Shadowcurse--he found that he and Wish had been separated from the rest of the group, simply two desolate figures among the twisted trees.
He gave a frustrated snarl, and would have slashed his sword at the bark of a nearby tree except the simple muscle-memory of discipline stayed his hand. The muscles in his sword arm tightened, that was all. "Well, get moving," he spat at Wish, taking it all out on his companion. "Those idiots will get themselves lost in no time without us."
There was not a response.
He whirled to face Wish fully, very much in the mood to bully.
"What's wrong with you?"
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thegrandharveyspecter · 10 months
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Harvey entered the nearest café, looked around until he found a vacant table. Well, partially vacant. There was another man sitting there, but right now, Harvey didn't care. He just needed to get out of sight.
He walked up to the table, gesturing to it as he looked at the man sitting there. "Mind if I take a seat? I need a minute."
@og-ant-man
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marechausseeduelist · 20 days
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Descending into the depths of the Fortress of Meropide was always quite the trek-- not only was the elevator slower than anything she had ever experienced, but the winding pathways throughout the prison served to do nothing but elongate the span of her trip. Thankfully, with all the times she had visited, she knew the layout like the blade of her sword. With a small package tucked under her arm, Clorinde swiftly found her way to the infirmary in search of a certain Melusine; a quirked brow graced her features upon finding her target, stopping to offer the 'gift' to the much smaller woman. "Hello, Sigewinne. I've brought a few samples of the new cosmetics recommended to me. Please let the Duke know that I fully expect him to be your trial canvas."
@headnurse-sigewinne
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