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#idk still need to figure out the world
awkwardgtace · 1 year
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Oooo 13 please!
ok so I spent like all weekend thinking about this one and it spawned a whole new world i'm still working out the lore of (thanks @alarcomet for helping and accepting my rambles) The prompt is done and I genuinely thank you for helping me come up with a new random world i'm going to use for things once i figure more out about it!! Prompt List
I was also possessed and wrote this all in one sitting at midnight my time forgive any issues pls
Big Reunions
Melody stood staring at Kyrie on the couch. He looked uncomfortable and unnecessarily still. She frowned. He smiled at her and failed to hide a wince as he waved her closer. She sighed and shook her head.
“Ok, this is enough,” she said. Kyrie gave her the same look he always did when she was fed up. Eyes begging her to ignore it all and act like it’s fine.
“What do you mean? Aren’t we watching that movie you were excited about?” he asked. She stepped up and got in his face. She could see how nervous he was.
“Not like this. You’re taking that counteracting medicine and we’re going to watch the movie with you at your full height.”
“What? This is fine! We… we’ve been having fun right?”
“I don’t care if we’re having such a good time, nothing could ever top it. You’re in pain and I’m not ignoring this. If this… if we’re going to work then you can’t be in pain taking that medicine all the time.” She poked his arm and got a shout in return. He glared at her for a bit before letting out a heavy sigh.
“...Fine. Walk with me to the door? I can’t fit in here.”
Kyrie stood up, almost a foot taller than her already. She hadn’t seen his new height in person and all the comments from her friends were stuck in her mind. How lucky Kyrie was that she was dating him, someone who didn’t get scared of guardians. She didn’t have a reason to be afraid of them, but she was scared of something else. Something she knew would change things.
She still wrapped an arm around him and grabbed his hand to wrap around her shoulder. She did want to enjoy everything before she lost it all. Kyrie put more of his weight on her than she expected. They stumbled a bit but both wound up laughing about it. A part of her wanted to be selfish and have him stay this way. She ignored that part and dragged him to the door to the much much larger house. He hadn’t even let her see it.
At the door he stood up straight and pulled away from her. Melody wanted to stop him, but the look on his face managed to keep her mouth shut. It seemed like he was as aware this wouldn’t end how they wanted as she was. He walked up to the door and pulled it open. He wouldn’t lock it, he just trusted her to stay on the side that was her size. She walked up and tried to go in ahead. His fingers dug into her shoulder, painfully.
“Wait here, it’ll be a few minutes,” he whispered. Melody nodded despite her preference to just be there with him. She was hoping it would make it easier for both of them. Once he walked through she was left alone with just her thoughts.
The stories her friends told her before she left to come here swirled in her mind. How bad their relationships went when one of them became a guardian. It wasn’t like anyone planned for it to happen, no one could. The way they hated having to lie on their stomachs all the time, or take the medicine to be human sized constantly. Most of them preferred that height now, but it didn’t change that their partner hated a part of them.
She started to pace. The relationship she had with Kyrie wasn’t like the ones her friends had. The two of them had been together for years, all her friends had only just started their relationships before it happened. She knew Kyrie liked to relax on the floor because he did it with her all the time. He would lie down next to her while she went about her business while sitting on the floor. He never appeared bothered by it. 
Then there’s the whole being the tallest class of guardian. The few colossus class she met had fingers at least twice her height. She couldn’t imagine him wanting someone that small. That didn’t count for everything else. All the other issues she brought with her, ones he always said he’d help her face. It seemed like too much. It felt like… she wasn’t enough.
“Melody,” Kyrie’s voice echoed overhead. The door hadn’t moved, but the loud call made her shiver. She hadn’t mentioned that little awakening she had either. “I’m gonna open the door now. Just… don’t move if you’re still near it ok? It opens towards me though so you don’t have to panic.”
She laughed at that. He assumed she’d panic over everything sometimes. He was the one who panicked when things went wrong. She’d solve it and later he’d hold her close while she finally admitted how horrible it was to her too. Her heartbeat skyrocketed as the entire wall started to move. This whole time she thought that it was a wall, but now she could see it was just a small section of the door.
Melody fell to her knees as the door kept moving. It was only then she understood what Kyrie meant when he told her he was taller than she could expect. He made the other colossus class guardians look small. Her breath caught in her throat as she finally saw him through the door. She couldn’t even see past his shins. 
The moment he moved she thought she’d pass out. It was so much more intense than anything she’d felt before. He’d taken a step forward and made her bounce completely off the ground. As his knee came down and collided with the surface ahead of her she bounced again. The worry she’d be afraid made so much more sense. She flushed as she realized how much she thought his height was perfect.
“I, uh, can’t really reach in there or anything. Can you… make it over to this side?” he whispered. She sort of wished he’d spoken louder. She wanted to feel the bass of his voice when he spoke. 
She felt like the worst person in the world as the things she wanted from him like this continued to grow in her mind. His fingers wrapping around her, holding her safely and firmly away from the world. Hearing his thunderous heartbeat, the only sound around her besides his voice. The only warmth she could see herself enjoying was just being close to him. At this point this change just made her love him more.
“Melody?” his voice was even quieter, a hint of fear in it. “Are you alright?”
“Y-yes! I’m coming, sorry I’d sat on the couch to wait!” she shouted. A horrible lie, but he was awful at catching anything she did lie about. It was why this was awful, why she knew they’d part after this week.
She took a few deep breaths to calm herself down before climbing to her feet. The things she did fear started to race through her mind. The same protective and kind fingers wrapping around her loosely. Pulling her off the ground, up and up and up until she met his face. It took everything in her to take the few steps over to him, to see who he’d become after more than a year apart.
From what she could see the house sized to him was the same as the one sized to her. They could spend time here easily, he’d be comfortable here. He wouldn’t be in pain trying to fit somewhere for her, trying to do things the way that suited her. She couldn’t bring herself to try and look up to his face yet.
“So… this is me now,” he muttered. She just nodded, the things swirling in her mind making it impossible to look up. The want to feel safe wrapped in his fingers mixed with the danger those same fingers posed. “Am I that hard to face?”
Eyes blown wide she snapped her head up to stare at him. He hovered over her, taking up almost everything. She could see the ceiling of the home high above him, higher above her. He was massive. She was miniscule. He couldn’t even take the medicine if he wanted to, not without pain. She couldn’t imagine him seeing her as worthwhile. Not with the things she still hid from him.
“I’m sorry, please don’t cry,” his voice cracked. She hadn’t even realized she started to cry. “I’ll take the medicine again… I’ll cover the ticket home if you need. I’m so sorry.”
He was kicking her out. She was too much and not enough all at once. She tried to stop any more tears from slipping out of her. To find something to make him realize she would try to be enough for him. 
“I should have told you, let you end it sooner. I never wanted to scare you.” She snapped out of her thoughts. He wasn’t scaring her at all. Concern for Kyrie managed to clear her mind enough to remember the one piece of advice her friends gave her. Make sure he knows what you’re thinking. Most people are scared, let him know you’re not.
“Kyrie,” her voice was quiet, she knew he hadn’t heard her. She started to take a deep breath to try again, but that huge form loomed closer. The unexpected movement made her choke on the breath she’d been taking. Huge, warm, comforting, and terrifying fingers surrounded her as soon as her cough started. He was always worrying about her.
“Shit, do you have your inhaler? I’m so sorry I didn’t think it would be this bad. I… How can I help?” She reached out, setting one of her hands on the nearest fingertip. She could feel the grooves on his skin. She coughed a bit longer before managing to get a solid breath.
“I was just surprised you moved so fast, I didn’t think you could hear me.” Ocean-like eyes stared at her for a long minute. She worried he hadn’t heard that time, but the fingers near her curled in just slightly. Just enough they were touching her, enough that she could lean into them.
“Aren’t you scared?” Melody shook her head. If he could hear her there was no way he couldn’t see her do that, especially when she was a bit dramatic about it. “You’re really not scared of me being big?”
“No, not at all.” She looked away as her cheeks grew warm. She had to tell him, it was only fair. It may freak him out anyway. “I actually kind of realized I sort of… like it. While I was working with so many guardians I sort of started to think about… what if… you were one.”
Silence. Nothing but silence. She dug her nails into his skin, she didn’t care if he could feel it. His hands would be ripped away and she’d be left alone. Time seemed infinite as they sat there. Finally sick of it she snapped her head up to stare at the huge face looming over her. She didn’t expect to find a smirk hovering there. She knew that smirk too, he was about to do something that was either awful or amazing.
All too soon that face was moving. He was coming closer, the fingers around her became walls trapping her. He moved one finger just enough that her hand was stuck between the one she held and the other. She tried to pull free, but he was keeping her there. She just watched as the massive face finally stopped, he was resting his forehead on his hands.
The ground trembled as Kyrie moved to accommodate his new position. The space in front of her was replaced with more of him. When he let his weight hit the ground she was thrown up. Her hand was let go before she could be hurt and fingers caught her as she fell back down. One finger was almost as wide as she was tall. She’d never felt more safe in her life.
“So, you like me this big?” he said. His breath washed over her and the bass of his voice made her shudder. He was louder than before, but still not so loud it would hurt her. All she managed was a nod. “Do… you still want to watch the movie?”
That was the new problem wasn’t it? Even with the house set up for cohabitation there were so many places she couldn’t handle. She still nodded, just hoping it being Kyrie would fix things. What she could see of his grin made her heart melt. No matter his size he was still like a big puppy to her. She was starting to feel stupid, thinking he’d hate her. Then he started to move.
As soon as he started off the ground she lost herself. A loud scream left her despite wanting desperately to trust the hand below her. To trust she’d be safe and he wouldn’t let her fall. The connection the two had started to make crumbled as he pulled his face away. His hand tilted and she was back on the ground. Cold and on her own. Just like she knew would happen.
“Melody,” his voice was quiet again. “You don’t have to lie to me… I won’t do anything if you’re scared of me.”
The betrayal in his voice hurt more than anything he could say. He knew she lied about things, about her feelings. The one thing he’d made her promise was not to lie about how she felt towards him. She kept that promise and he matched it. They were honest to each other and she needed that in her life. She scrambled to her feet, fully aware of the tears flooding her face this time.
“I didn’t lie to you! I’m not afraid of you,” she shouted. Standing with her feet solidly on the ground she could do this. “I’ve known you for years, I’ve loved you for years. Getting a bit taller isn’t going to change that. Nothing would make me scared of you.”
He moved quickly. Setting his hands down on the ground around her. She was trapped in a triangle of his thumbs and index fingers. If she had any urge to run it was impossible, but that didn’t matter. She wasn’t going to run away from him, he was going to tell her to go. She’d known that. If she could have kept her stupid fear in check nothing would have happened.
“Then why did you scream, please don’t lie to me,” his voice was deep and mournful. 
She wanted to be hurt that he didn't trust her, but she knew this was justified. She’d lied about a lot when they first started dating. Things he found out when Caprice made her face him. She just didn’t want him to hate her. She had so much baggage, things he didn’t deserve to carry with him too. He’d basically proposed then, promising to help her carry it for the rest of their lives. Swearing to wait until she was ready to tell him. 
“It wasn’t because of you,” she started, “I’m… I’m scared of heights.”
“What?” The disbelief in his voice made her start to sob. It was a stupid fear that she intended to hide. Both of them had wanted futures working with guardians, a fear of heights didn’t match up to that. “Melody, you’re a better liar than that. After all this time I would know that already…”
“I’m not lying! I… I hid it. We wanted to work with guardians. If I mentioned it then you might have tried to talk me into something else, you might have changed your own goals. Plus you were always so happy to point out ferris wheels and amazing views. I couldn’t tell you and risk those things going away. You do so much for me…” 
She fell to her knees. Her sobbing was making it hard to breathe. She wasn’t good enough for him. She wasn’t enough for him, period.
“Melody I-”
“Now you’re so big and I’m not even a finger length to you and I have all these other issues then a fear of heights and I just wanted to be good enough for you… I didn’t want to make you put up with more problems and have to stay on the ground or be stuck with someone who you’d never be able to hold properly or or-”
Fingers wrapped around her before she could finish talking. She pulled her arms free and just focused on wiping her eyes. One last bit of revenge for how much she put him through was fair. He’d carry her out and she’d just never come back. Two massive fingers gently pinched her arms and held them down. He pressed his free thumb down on her to keep her from pulling her arms free again.
“Melody, I love you,” his voice was louder again. She shivered. He was lying now. “I don’t know what brought you back to thinking I’m putting up with you. If it’s really just a fear of heights I don’t care. I already lie on the ground with you all the time don’t I? This is nothing new.”
“Now who’s lying? How could you want someone like me when… when you’re a guardian and could find someone who is closer to your size. At least bigger than your fingers…”
Kyrie brought his face close, each breath he took washed over her. She looked away, staring at the thumb holding her down. That gave her a clear look as he used his pinky nail to force her to stare up at him. The huge face was bright red, but his eyes were serious.
“Maybe… I thought about how I kind of like the idea of being this big… with you this small,” his voice was pushing the edge of what she could handle. “Why don’t we try this a bit? I have an idea so we can still watch the movie.”
“Do you promise to tell me if you change your mind… I won’t blame you,” she asked. The calm smile from above her reminded her of the first time she told him her worries. The things she wouldn’t tell anyone besides her brother. A face that promised he wouldn’t abandon her like so many others did.
“Knowing it will never happen I will, but only if you promise to do the same, ok?” She nodded.
This time when Kyrie moved he had her slide down to his palm. The anxiety of him standing built up in her chest, but his hand stayed on the ground. She could still feel the rumbles of his movement in his hand, but she didn’t leave the ground once. She started laughing as he crawled over to wherever he was planning to take her. He laughed with her.
The deep booming laugh almost hurt her ears, but she didn’t care. She’d been so ready for this to be gone. She thought she’d never get to hear it after this week. That if she did it would be without her involved. She laughed more when he started to make stupid faces down at her. She laughed so hard she went silent when he bumped his head on a wall as he made his way to his destination.
His fingers folded over, covering her completely. She couldn’t see anything, but knew the hand stayed firmly planted on the ground. The grunts only made her laugh more, imagining him desperate to keep her in his hand despite needing to stand. He made a noise she knew was victory and Kyrie was moving again. 
“I’m going to lift you up a little, do you think you can handle it?” he asked. The fingers around her moved. She stared up at him, taking a minute to just accept that this was real. He still wanted to be with her.
“Will you stop if I need you to?” she asked. He nodded and she nodded back.
Slowly he lifted his hand up. She dug her nails into his skin, this time getting a look at the worry it caused. He stopped maybe two feet away from the ground. Then brought his hand closer. He lowered it again, settling on a pillow she hadn’t noticed. He left his hand flat and got comfortable on the pillow before pulling the hand holding her close to his face. He slid her off leaning her against his arm. Then he set his hand palm down in front of her.
Melody looked around, finding a laptop dead ahead. That was all she needed to relax, the pillow beneath her more than enough to help her stay calm. She was  safe and near the ground. A two foot drop wouldn’t be that bad. The hand he left in front of her moved with unbelievable speed pulling up the movie. 
As soon as he hit play she smiled, the hand he’d been using was set back on her legs. Eventually his thumb wrapped behind her back. She didn’t feel like enough still, but she had hope. It wasn’t easy for her to hope, but Kyrie seemed to draw it out of her. They might even be able to work on her fear of heights.
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sketchy-tour · 6 months
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NEW COMPUTER OBTAINED!!!! Sai is redownloaded!!!! Drivers reinstalled!!!!!!!
Maybe I'll host a whiteboard after work to celebrate! 😈
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wildstar25 · 4 months
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G'raha looked so serious while he pleaded his case to venture into the World of Darkness with the Warrior of Light. The sudden conviction in his tone had Arsay at a loss for words. Still, she did not hesitate to meet his request with an accepting nod. He was an important friend and in the passing moons that they'd come to know each other, a strong fondness for him had taken hold of her. The prospect of helping G'raha find the truth behind his mysterious inheritance made Arsay's heart pound. It was the perfect venture for them to embark on. The first of many, she hoped. The two turned towards the impossibly tall spire that dared to pierce the heavens above. Arsay's resolve strengthened in its presence. When they next find themselves gazing at the tower -with their quest completed and the world no longer under threat of total destruction- she'll properly ask G'raha to be a companion in her travels. A grin crept its way onto her face as her gaze shifted to him. If Arsay could find it within herself to bare her heart to others so readily just as he does… perhaps their future adventures will find them together, hand in hand.
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i3utterflyeffect · 2 months
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anyway here's an image of me and my new son
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lovecoredeity · 4 days
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thinking about my dream/night themed magical girls again,,,
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whumpacabra · 2 months
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help girl (gender neutral) there’s a jansenist monk in my brain being mean to me
#not whump#personal#beans speaks#which is to say I’m fighting the moral ocd allegations and. well. not losing but I’d rather be winning.#obv I try to write abt the topics I do with care/a narrative purpose. idk just like.#the hyper vigilance of ‘am I writing torture apologia? am I writing about real world horrors for entertainment purposes?’ is getting to me#which don’t get me wrong I want to reflect on my writing I want to check myself if my post 9/11 right wing upbringing is showing.#I’ve been working on unlearning a lot of shit for a while and I’m happy to keep doing so.#just that sometimes I stress myself out to the point where (and I know it’s a cop out and not viable) I just want someone to tell me#if and where I fuck up instead of constantly screening everything I write for anything Problematic™#which like I said. not viable and I need to keep learning to keep unlearning everything I grew up in. but still.#sometimes I’m tired and scared of myself and don’t want to make anything that hurts anyone#and it’s easier to make nothing than to make something that I need to go over with a fine toothed comb#which again - that’s a cop out and I gotta keep making stuff. just. idk. having debates in my head abt how I depict things w critics that#don’t currently exist and maybe never will so I know it’s just a Bad Brain kinda day.#edit: lmao I figured out what triggered me I am literally just in an emotional flashback struggle trauma is so fucking stupid yall
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yourcalamity · 8 months
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im about to have such a potent opportunity to disappear into the woods forever it itches
#i wonder how long it would take anyone to figure it out lol#youre welcome future coldcase vloggers#but for the record if i do mysteriously vanish no its not because of my job#must be said because thats the easiest explanation people come up with yeah it would be convenient right#if i could just get a new job and suddenly everything in my life will be fixed and all of the other blatant issues clearly coming from other#sources will cease to exist#also therapy and meds will do the same thing. i might as well walk up to a stranger and ask them to snap their fingers and cure me#just as long as the hand i turn to for help points in another direction technically im being ‘helped’ right#life is just a fight and you have to keep fighting for yourself and others and hope one day someone is going to fight for you#and when people dont fight for you when you need them to it becomes clear that you dont even need to fight. it would be easier to lose#you already upset them by not fighting for yourself and instead of fighting for you now theyre fighting againt you. do you really want to#fight harder. do you really want to fight people you love. no one wants that#ive been so emotionally destroyed these past years and idk if i will ever recover or find worth in myself again#and if i got a new job tomorrow at the most comfortable high paying company in the world with a one day work week and unlimited pto#i would still feel worthless because of the experiences ive had and the way everyobe has brushed over them as if i cant feel emotion#i have been carrying so much hurt#now im going home to say goodbye to the remains of a stranger who wouldve disowned me had we ever spoken on even ground#but sure i will enjoy my trip
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piplupod · 3 months
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that question is sparked by me seeing a very obnoxious (i.e. eyestrain to the point of inducing a headache) dni banner that lists "bi lesbians" on it and I look at the person's carrd and they have "anti-neopronoun/xenogender/mogai" listed right underneath "bi lesbians/lesboys/etc and supporters"
and i am just. feeling a little crazy. because i genuinely do not understand this fsdjkl i feel like... if you are supportive of xenogenders then you should understand gender is complex and doesn't line up nicely with sexuality labels sometimes so you have to twist things to make them fit right for you and your internal experience... this is why we have cool labels like cloudgender and stargender and all that fun stuff!! these labels are cool! they are good! so why suddenly are we saying that lesbians and gays who do not fit the traditional "i am solely a woman attracted solely to other only-ever-women" box are wrong and bad ?
i dont want to be saying horrible things bc im misunderstanding or straight up not seeing the issue though, so genuinely if anyone has insight please tell me because im so beyond confused at this point
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myriadsystem · 3 months
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#i cant do it i cant any more im worn out!! and i know i have no right to be!#ive been worn out for a long time. i know everyone has. i know i cant take a break from the internet because Palestine still needs coverage#and now with the *drama* happening on tumblr. i dont want to tag it i dont want o be delet but you know the one#feels fucked to even have to call it drama but im one blog. im one little blog and im gonna be devastated if i get got for speaking out#ive had one blog removed by an authority figure it was soul crushing and i only had that one for like 3 years#this is over a decade of my life. if its gone my soul goes with it so i cant risk speakin out in any way that matters or is too conspicuous#but its all just too much. i need to go grocery shopping and it feels hard and bad. i try to come to my one safe place on the internet#to give me courage but its just post after post about more bad news. i saw a photo of a group of soldiers smiling and laughing#about murdering diabled people and taking their walking aides. i know the captions were people saying how horrible those soldiers were#and the active participation in ending diabled lives those soldiers had to take those photos and im just. why was it posted at all#we know the worlds bad. we know. why are you giving these people more publicity. i dont want to see that sickening smile#i just cant any more. i cant deal with anything its all too much its too much on a personal note and its too much internet wide#but i cant complain about it because im not the one being actievly genocided or harrased and i also cant leave because the people who are#need as much support as they can get and i want to support. i want to help#idk idk im crying im stuck i just wanna be able to get groceries but everything real life and internet is too fucking much
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miraclemaya · 1 year
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for the game im "making" i keep on thinking of how to best portray this society that is like a cyberpunk dystopia that is at the higher levels of society utterly consumed by a false worship of elder things and old gods and what not and i think i want there to be a quest line where some like actual cultist of some god asks you to bomb board room meetings where scarfices to elder gods are happening noy because it's an enemy cult but because this cultist is so disgusted by the fact that they don't even actually worship the god in question they just use it to make the line go up
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butchysterics · 1 year
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[vaguely gesturing to discourse buzzing on the horizon] there is no pure pristine culture to return to, we have to interrogate the ones we have and make our own
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mspoodle1 · 2 years
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sick-as-a-dog · 11 months
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#just the thought of him not loving me the same way and amount i love him makes me want to slice myself up#ill only stop cutting when i cant feel anything anymore not pain not love just emptiness#just want to be with master but dont want to make him stressed out because im too dependent and reliant on him#why cant i just feel my emotions the right way or a normal amount or at least less strong? why am i like this?#why cant i love like a human and why must that shit be so complicated? why am i so feralminded?#and why cant i feel my loves separately? should i even? or am i not understanding it right? why do i feel everything wrong?#why must i love him like a wild animal loves its lifelong mate? but also like how that animal loves the taste of prey and hungers for it?#like a dog loves its master and feels the unending loyalty and unconditional love overtake remaining wolflike instinct#like a best friend i also wish to do stereotypical romantic and domestic things with and so much more#i want to be bound to him in any way possible marriage and collars and microchips and blood pacts and marking and such#but im so scared he wont want that anymore i want to stop feeling i need to completely stop feeling and worrying but i cant#even when im emotionally numb i still feel that canine love for him even if just a glimmer#i wish i knew what he thinks love is and what hes comfortable with and how he felt and experienced love and if he still loves me like#he did before he came out as aro....im scared to bring up how calling himself aro and me his exception actually hurts and idk if i should#tbh him saying hes aro yet says he loves me feels like when a close friend keeps saying they dont have any friends while youre right there#like my existence makes his identity a lie or a betrayal to him i cant shake the gross feeling that hes forcing himself to stay for my sake#....hell am i even his exception anymore? what did he mean by same amount but not the same? what changed? did anything actually change?#wish i could figure out what love is and how to feel it right..esp dont understand romantic or queerplatonic or anything its all confusing#i want to take on the world with him and stop being an emotional wreck so we can fuck anyone together like we swore to#i just want to live the rest of my life by his side and i want to experience all we can together#picnics and movies and living together and sharing a nest and....idk i just want to be with him forever and hope he still feels the same#it would literally kill me if he ever left or fell out of love i think i would lose whats left of my mind and end up bleeding myself dry#i want us to be together forever and never ever stop being mates but i cant help but be terrified and confused and hurt
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yaminerua · 11 months
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at this point idk what it is specifically but I don’t think there’s a single neurotypical person living in this house and the state it’s in shows that
if you walked into this place you’d immediately stage an intervention bc clearly none of us are able to get started on what needs fucking done let alone maintain it to an acceptable level jfc
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dandyshucks · 3 months
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why did i follow such a nice spiral path tonight with the order i did my doodle studies tonight wtf fsdjkl
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033h · 1 year
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I hate change I’m a taurus through and through but lately I’ve been… wanting change idk… like maybe I want to move to a different city and see new people and do something else with my time and just break all the patterns in my life?
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