oh also, everyone in the City has the same heartbeat. It's another effect of the pills, making one, slow pulse beat throughout the City. If you listen closely, you can hear it underneath the hustle and bustle of the place - and so can the BL/ind wolves. it's also how they find the kids who aren't on the pills.

im fully of the opinion that sketchbooks should be used for literally anything and not just become a book of finished pieces...however i might try to put more creative effort into the spreads in my next sketchbook, so that it isn’t exclusively “the thing i use before going on to a final piece” and try to use it as a space to explore ideas more fully without as much pressure. like not everything has to be “postable” but it also doesn’t have to be first stage ideations, either, it can contain multitudes <3

Maybe i like wrestling so much because i love watching men play

Not even joking that handshake was the cutest most romantic moment in this show.

also you know what, this whole ratt and Taylor thing made me wonder one particular topic. we know ratt’s friends have talked shit about Taylor, and it made me question why would taylor want to hang out with him knowing his friends talk shit about her and probably they do in front of his face and he doesn’t care at all/he’s fine with it… like I’m…

I DONT know about Taylor because I feel like the person I thought I knew is a total stranger to me now, BUT if I knew I had a friend who has friends that talk shit about me in their face and that friend is okay with that, I would be pissed off and immediately cut them off my life.

Burnbunny is probably the first BNHA ship I have that wasn't influenced by following other blogs or reading fics of them.

It just happened one day.

I just looked at Miruko and Burnin and went "I'm gonna write a fic about you two as a challenge" and now I have like over ten fics for them.

Like when I say no outside force prompted this, I seriously don't remember anything influencing me but my own sheer boredom and liking for two characters.

I love how you always add piercings to your art, it’s such a cute detail

Ahh thankyou!! 💕 I have them myself so I think that's why.. and I added them once and then just... never stopped doing that I guess 😂

lived my whole life in guilt bc i thought i was responsible for people's feelings. newly realizing that other people are responsible for their feelings and reactions, even if they make it seem like i'm the problem. a lot of the time it really has to do w them and their own emotional regulation. i can't keep thinking i'm not allowed to have space bc of other people's insecurities. like i literally refuse to dim myself. other people are responsible for their feelings just as i'm responsible for mine.

hard 2 explain but. barbie movie is kind of like astrology. if you're normal yes we can have a conversation about how it's def not the epitome of feminist praxis but was fun & largely harmless. if ur a weirdo about it & use it as an excuse to mock women: congratulations it's now my single favorite movie and i love it and nothing is wrong with it literally at all and it's actually better than any movie ever made

i think that buck needs to be bisexual before he can realize his feelings for eddie, but eddie needs to realize his feelings for buck before he can comprehend his sexuality

Simon petrikov coping FAIL compilation

learned something about myself lately

“WTNV walked so [insert whatever media] could run” no. WTNV did not walk, it was fucking running marathons while other media was crawling on the ground gasping for air. it’s still running and the world needs to catch up

“how many guys do you have on your roster, huh?”

“including you? four.”

“i’m gonna have you cummin’ on my cock, screamin’ my name and we’ll see if you still want those guys after the fourth time.”

being an older sibling is like. you've never known a life without me. mom yelled at me and it taught her she never wanted to yell at you. I painted my room purple and grey and then you did too. we live in the same house but I haven't spoken to you in months. I don't know your favorite color. I saw it was going to rain so I picked you up from school on my way home so your books wouldn't get wet. i was so worried when you woke up sick when you were three. you don't remember being sick. mom and dad made their worst mistakes with me and I'm glad they didn't make them with you. I'm doing everything for the first time so you won't be in the dark. I don't know any of your friend's names anymore. I used to know them all. if something happens to mom and dad you won't have to worry because everything will fall to me. you don't like to be home alone but even if you don't see me just knowing I'm there makes you feel better. at least that's what mom told me. you still give me jars to open for you because you can't quite get them. I only see you during dinner. i'd never even think about missing one of your concerts. I stand at the counter when I eat and now you do, too. when offered a selection of books you picked the same one I did when i was your age. I'm terrified you compare yourself to me. I love you. I don't know if you like me. I want you to. mom says dinner's ready