here i'm sharing my cake with y'all <3 knocking on your door like a weird neighbor offering you baked goods grandma style

In the event Lotus fully reads the posts under this tag, congrats on 5k! You and your awesome art deserve it!

On a second somewhat related note, here is my personal contribution to @lotus-pear's DITYS! As far as my process goes I tend to sketch things on paper and import a picture of the sketch into a free drawing app I've got, then do the coloring and rendering on there. I hope you all like the drawing despite some changes made, I worked pretty hard on it and I'm very proud of the work I've done.

Also, in truest "Ace's ADHD" fashion I started this two days ago, and thus three days before the deadline, in combination with my schoolwork I originally though I'd fudged this and missed the cutoff, but here I am finishing a whopping three hours before the deadline.

Been thinking about that one really stupid ADHD shirt ft. a sleep deprived Jay Walker

WHAT DO YOU MEAN A NEW DLC IS COMING OUT WTF

how do I meet hot girls in my area I wanna be friends

Christmas JayTim not-drabble(?)

Holiday seasons, growing up, had meant pain to him. It meant an empty home, sometimes without heating, because his parents had forgotten to pay the heating bill while away again. It meant eating tuna straight from the can for the umpteenth time, or even moldy bread. (Sometimes, he had beans heated up in the microwave as a treat.) It meant going to sleep in the most luxurious bed money could buy, listening to the ticking of the clock outside the cavernous hall counting down to midnight, hoping he would find sleep before the fireworks went off and reminded him of what he never had (what he could never have). And above all, never ever going out on Christmas Day, because going out meant families, meant love and warmth and home.

(Meant a feast before his starving eyes, mocking with looking his fill but not being able to touch.)

Such were those times. Lonely. Sad. But simple.

Now he spends his Christmasses busy. There’s the yearly fundraiser, Bruce. You’re not coming, right? So I definitely have to go. Oh sorry, Dick, but I’m in space right now. Young Justice business. What do you mean it’s Christmas Eve?

Sorry, Alfred…

Sorry…

Then he hangs up his phone and his mask falls. And he goes back to the Nest, just in case Batman or Nightwing is checking, and does an umpteenth sweep of the place for trackers. And eats the umpteenth can of tuna, straight out of the can. Curls up on his couch under the muted light of his high-end flatscreen TV to sleep.

(Some things really never change.)

And this story would’ve ended here. Except.

Except.

At some point, Tim meets Jason. Really meets Jason. Not the Robin he had once worshipped from afar, not the vengeful Red Hood who had tried to kill him. Jason, who was the books he loved, and the weird dreams he had when crashing from a 30-hour work binge, and the bad breath he suffered from in the morning, and his impeccable angel’s food cake that he baked. And so, so much more.

Jason, who was alive and here and warm and had chose him, who was not far away across the world or a mere figment of his fanciful boyhood wishes. Who gave him awkward hugs and imperfectly made coffee, because he was still learning, because he had bothered to learn. Who was not as subtle as he’d thought in gauging what he assumed Tim would like as a present, and who hid his Christmas dinner plan ideas in his sock drawer, written out in pencil with poorly scratched-out lines over and over, all because he cared whether Tim was allergic to nuts or fucking hated cranberries.

He was right; Tim hated cranberries.

He was also wrong; Tim would eat them by the bucketload if it meant making Jason happy.

That was when he realised, this was it. This was who he was going to spend the rest of his life with.

(But ah, that is another story.)

💙Fairyblitz💜

In these days my tw friends reminded me of my forbidden hc about Fairymon being blind like a true butterfly (and returning blind like she used to, after having become a different entity from Izumi) and my Fairyblitz heart has exploded. It had been throbbing for too long~. I plan to draw a silly sketchdump, let’s see if my inspiration’s wind won’t blow somewhere else.

give me good book recommendations pls 😔 something with romance but not necessarily the entire plot/main genre but defo good writing

I'm so disappointed I bought some cream cheese frosting to put on some brownies (I made them at midnight after starting my period as you do) and the frosting... Doesn't have any cream cheese in it. Or milk!! OR CHEESE!! artificially flavored... 😭😫 This is my punishment !!!

one of my favourite things to do is to watch youtube book reviews for romantasy novels that everyone HATES because the female lead is DUMB AND STUPID and only wants DICK and then i immediately go and buy the book so i can live my silly dumb fantasy romance ty youtube women.

Late Night Rant💕💕💕

I’m not sure if anyone has said this yet but cringe and irony culture did irreversible damage to a whole generation of people and I believe it’s part of the reason so many people are seeking some form of place in past generations. Like sure you can do the same things you could do in the early 2000s now but there is just something so comforting in the way that people didn’t seem to care about being cringe. Like they did everything genuinely no form of irony or trying to convince yourself you hate what you’re doing to seem cool. I’m not saying bullying didn’t exist back then but it’s not on the scale it is now. If someone considers you cringe now, all they have to do is take a picture and post it and now you have thousands of people (strangers if I may add) essentially telling you to off yourself for dressing how you genuinely want to. It’s crazy how our generation loves to brag about being so accepting when they are no better than their predecessors. It’s just different standards being enforced now. Sometimes it does seem like it’d be better if you were born in a time before where yeah people still sucked but there was a level of being genuine and passion which can be refreshing when you’re so used to being ironic and unfeeling all the time. Idk I guess what I’m tryna say is be okay with being cringe in your life if it makes you happy. You’re the one that’s gonna have to live it.

Anyways I went shopping today and bought a Juicy Couture perfume so that was fun🛍️🛍️🛍️. My bank account wasn’t so happy though.

SHITHEAD !!! UR ICKY GROSS I LUV U SO DEARLY !!!

Day 1 over and out babyyyyyyy

hi can i eat your designs ?

haha sure!

no but being fr I'm so glad you people like my scugerator designs! the amount of positive feedback is incredible!!

I don't quite have a lot sorted out for the au yet, but I'm totally looking forward to posting more about it.

I appreciate constructive criticism too, I'm always trying to improve. if something happens to bug you, feel free to tell me!