another Calder clan portrait set! Runa's face is taking better shape, which feels nice

anybody remember the stephanie brown essay I was working on under a research grant fully last summer? yeah it’s not done yet it super needs to be done and I’ve been avoiding working on it for weeks. someone tell me to just do it already

okay it has been. Months. BUT i wanted to pop in since today is my birthday and let yall know how much i've appreciated the patience and kindness that's been shown to me this year 🫶 i am really proud of myself for getting here and i can only thank the wonderful people in my life for it 🤧 so lots of love from ME to all of you and also here's a picture of my fosters bc i Have been doing things in my absence

random picture dump :)

→ drawing the same pose over and over again and feels cringe

→ realizes that these drawings are simply pre-ref drawings to figure out one's design so I can Draw Them

→ no longer feels cringe

I think I need to actually find some paper and pencil. I have made three different Google Drive documents trying to plot a multi-chapter but none of them are working terribly well.

I can also imagine this ultimately becoming an Excel spreadsheet, with subplots/themes as columns along the main plot.

There is a reason I write short-form.

i want to paint, but autism is hungry and needs to be fed 8hrs of skyrim a day

Hey uh

anyone here on Art Fight this year or-

Cuz I'm on there, same name and everything. I'm on Team Vampires.

You can like, add me or whatever...I mean, if you want...

I haven't interacted with anyone on here or even really drawn in a couple months, sweet pulsating spider-christ ...

the only lightroot i have yet to get is the one under hyrule castle and i'm so afraid

*shows up three years late and with a new fandom*

Hello, I still exist! 👋 My adhd has made it so that posting things on tumblr is A Struggle™ nowadays, which is why I've been absent for so long 🫠 But I've still been lurking in a couple of different fandoms, mostly just reading tons of fic on ao3!

The latest one of those fandoms is Our Flag Means Death, and after a million years of writer's block, I've suddenly been churning fic for it like crazy for the past week or so :D One of them is ready to start posting already, so I thought I'd pop in here, say hi and see if there's anyone who might still be around, also into ofmd, and willing to do some beta reading for me? :)

The fic in question is a "crack treated seriously" where a mid-twenties Blackbeard gets thrown a couple of decades into the future, right onto the ship of semi-retired, robe-wearing, good-life-enjoyer, co-captain Ed, and it's a character exploration following the ordeal that Ed (both of him) has to endure in dealing with the worst of worst foes: Himself™ :p

So yeah, would someone potentially be interested in doing the beta? Please message me 😊

And for any of the people I used to interact with here, how have you all been? 😁

I cannot recommend enough starting game series from the start. Both because if you get used to the clunky gameplay of earlier ones, the later ones will be easier (from experience, going the other way just makes the originals seem IMPOSSIBLE) and also bc it does in fact help w understanding the story. Also because honestly old games are so cool

@vilestblood : "Absolutely not. You will get out of bed and go to school — whether you like it or not." (For Avita, he's using his Dad Voice.)

A much-aggrieved whine comes from the pitiful lump of disgruntled eight year old coccooned under sheet and blanket. It's a long, modulated, drawn out sound that within it contains the most common sentiment of displeasure every child confronted with school at 7 am has historically needed no words to convey: i don't wanna.

It's horribly, unacceptably unfair, Avita thinks, that she has to have school every day. Has to, even if she doesn't want to. Come hell or high water, plight or sorrow. Sun death, perhaps. Sometimes it feels like a personal slight against her. Some horrid unbreakable loop of having to return to the place that ails her most often. One small foot pokes out comically from the bundle - a measly attempt to jumpstart her day which gets interrupted by a great tantrumy kick at the air. Must she be required to exert effort from her feeble little body? Is it not enough she will visit hell? Must she be presentable and punctual for it too? God, but what a cruel joke. Why even go when she knows she'll just bungle her science oral exam and take way too long in maths and have words with insufferable little Cecilia and get snickered at in english for her slow drawl and tie her sneakers too loose in P.E. and-

The buildup comes to a head when the bundle writhes angrily. Loud, moaning and apocalyptic in her frustration, she kicks her feet against the duvet, snagging sheets and blankets off the bed in the heat of it. One pillow becomes collateral as well. It's a seconds-long, yet heartfelt hurricane, its little face scrunched up pre-waterworks style. With one last aborted outburst and a resolute 'umph', she stills.

Spent and left a lone ship on her stripped clean bed, Avita lays there in a moment of peace, sighs full-bodily and sits up. Bleary eyed, squinting, morose. Little devil interrupted.

Then takes a deep, back-straightening breath and picks her head up high.

"Ok, fine."

Half-socked feet come to dangle off the bed's edge as she faces papá at last, resigned. Little steps for little feet, he'd said once. Very well, then. She'll walk. Even if they feel especially little this morning.

"Will you tie my shoelaces for me today?"

hi i just wanted to say yours is the best eddie x chrissy fic i’ve read (and i’ve read TONS this past month) and i’m selfishly praying you’ll never stop writing them in some capacity bc you just GET THEM so well

I'm overwhelmed and can only say thank you a million times <3 I can promise you that I have no plans to stop writing for them because I have like five different ideas for them on the go right now, and now that the season is done and I know how their stories play out my mind is going wild. Hopefully you guys won't get sick of me

But seriously, thank you so much, characterization is always something that's super important to me as a reader and I try to do the best I can as a writer. Plus with these two I just connected so suddenly and so strongly it's really nice to know it's not just me imagining it :D

<3 sending you all the hugs nonny

have spent all weekend holed up in a cabin working on my novel and while it’s been very creatively fulfilling i’m left feeling very very [emotion] about the whole thing overall

am so glad i didnt give up on that stupid washing machine bc now that the drain doesn't keep popping off being able to wash at home saves so much time and money i can wash things however i like with water temperature and soap to make sure its Really clean and not damage the material i can let it wash while i finish other things instead of sitting at the laundromat and when i do it is so much more flexible i can wash things on days where i get home late and then have more free time on my off days not doing chores and wash things in an emergency quickly never have to sleep on dirty sheets or not have blankets bc they're all dirty or worry about running out of pants.. i even have a drying rack so i don't have to put clothes on all my doors awkwardly lmao and i dont trust those doors bc its not like im wiping them down every week so putting clean wet clothes on them feels suspicious.. anyways im very satisfied with this situation