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Devotion
#i love my oc and her toxic yuri relationship with a goddess#bea is so stupid and so gay#who let this woman hold a sword#artists on tumblr#void arts#my art#digital art#dungeons and dragons#d&d#d&d oc
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Grin And Bear It
#void arts#artists on tumblr#clip studio paint#painting#horror#my art#digital art#heyyy been a while since i posted here
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looking at k盲盲rij盲 makes me begin to understand stan culture
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Absolutely nobody asked, but here's my super rough idea for an Otto Mentallis mind, using Schafer's 5 Step mind-building process.
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have a jules!!!! ft tiny elba hehe
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what if i posted for the first time in like 3 years
#void arts#artists on tumblr#psychonauts#psychonauts 2#norma natividad#lizzie natividad#frazie aquato
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Love how psychonautwiki has this disclaimer on their page for making cannabis butter but NOT their page for making crack cocaine
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the sun mourns in vain for the white-throated rail: a comic about disability and the unwanted able-bodied grief for past selves.
[IMAGE DESCRIPTION:
Page 1: The sun holds a white-throated rail, a bird with a red head, a gray body, and a white throat, in its hands. The sun speaks in a tone represented as sorrowful pity through a drippy speech bubble.
Sun: Looking at you makes me sad!
Rail: What?
Page 2:
Sun: Looking at you makes me sad!
The sun stands with a hand clutching its face.
Sun: How miserable it must be to be flightless! Don鈥檛 you yearn for the skies? Don鈥檛 you wake up grieving you鈥檙e still on land?
Page 3: The white-throated rail looks down in frustration in the hand of the sun.
Sun: (speaking off screen) I鈥檇 simply perish if I were you!
The rail speaks, looking down. Pink flowers bloom towards the bottom of the page, petals and pollen blowing in the wind.
Rail: Why do you put your words in my beak and your grief in my feathers? Am I not beautiful?
Page 4: The bone of a white-throated rail is positioned against a colorful galaxy dotted with flecks of stars.
Rail: Am I not adaptability in action? Am I not evolution in motion? Do you mourn the days you weren鈥檛 a star? Do you mourn when the sky was cold, how unbearably hot you must burn to keep embracing it every day?
Page 5: The sun looks at the viewer.
Sun: Why would I? That was then, this is now. I am content to be in this state.
Page 6: The rail looks up at the sun off-screen.
Rail: Well鈥o am I.
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This has done more positive impact for the autistic community than any autism organization has.
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Me: I'm autistic
My parents: No you are not
Me: *gets a diagnosis* I'm autistic
My parents: Alright 馃憤
Me: *shows ANY autistic trait*
My parents: WHAT ARE YOU DOING? WHY ARENT YOU NORMAL?? ACT NATURALLY?
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the psychonauts fandom is dying Reblog if you're a true psychopath馃挴
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