#Hard to explain
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serpentface · 1 year ago
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IT SEEMS LIKE I'VE BEEN HERE BEFORE
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beabigbeabig · 4 months ago
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devotion
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dnphobic · 1 year ago
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dan and phil are actually gonna be together forever huh?
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socialbutterfly19 · 7 months ago
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In my thoughts tonight. Been a very nice weekend. Learned a lot. Figured somethings out and still pushing forward
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iamthehappyjester · 7 months ago
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Gman and laptop ai wheatly as a snack
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kerizaret · 2 months ago
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Remember if you can't focus. Give the sun a visit. Take a walk. And then hopefully you'll be cured
Not much sun tody 😔 and I'm not good at taking walks... i should try but it feels like so much to prepare for 😭 it would cure me for sure
I went to sleep though for a while and it helped a lot I think so 👍 there's something
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oilith · 7 months ago
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I find it interesting how in s1 eda seems to be the childish one out of the two sisters, but if you think about it lilith is actually extremely childish, much more than eda
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gonenowaretheoldtimes · 1 year ago
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jermuniverse · 11 months ago
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I made buudel and shes really fun to draw.
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tj-aint-right · 9 days ago
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thedeafprophet · 4 months ago
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yknow it's interesting because I don't consider like. messed up monsters and inhuman beings to be body horror 🤔 at least, it doesn't bother me at all in the same way. it's only applications to the human form that are a trigger...which I guess makes sense in the way it specifically affect me.
I just feel like Horror That Is Completely Seperate From Humans should categorically be something other then body horror 🤔 but I guess I don't know where the line would be drawn
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itspileofgoodthings · 3 months ago
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Before break I had the (first ever in my entire career) breakthrough in how to teach grammar!!!
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seethesound · 1 year ago
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rayadraws · 1 year ago
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“And anyway, why am I the supposed leader? Most of you are like, trained soldiers. I’m just a guy.”
“I thought it would be funny,” Astarion offered and Cirrus rolled his eyes.
“My reasons are my own,” Shadowheart added.
“Do you even remember the reason?” Astarion countered and Shadowheart sent him another dark look.
“Well, it’s your funeral,” Cirrus said. “All I’m good at is running away. Been doing that all my life.”
Shadowheart turned away from Astarion to offer Cirrus a more sympathetic look. “You’ve been learning. You’ve fought a fair few goblins, those gnolls too.
Cirrus frowned at the memory. Shadowheart was right, though. He had learned to use his magic to hurt. To kill. Was getting better and better at it, too. He drank another mouthful of disgusting wine, preferring to not be reminded of goblins screaming as they died.
“Besides,” Shadowheart continued. “I don’t think it’s necessarily a bad idea to follow the socially anxious sorcerer. Always thinking about everything that might go wrong. Several escape routes planned at all times. Good strategy for the party’s survival.”
“Damn straight,” Cirrus grumbled
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Short excerpt from the next prompt for the fic/prompt challenge I'm doing for BG3. 15 of 29 - more than halfway done now!
A nod to the fact that compared to most companions Tav is Just A Guy, as well as pointing out anxiety CAN be useful at times lol
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eosharmonia · 8 months ago
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I came out as ace to my friend and mom today
so like
I guess it's official
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zombie-boygrrl · 7 months ago
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Hard To Love
My mother had told me this during an episode of hers, back when I was eleven.
It showed ever since I was born, just how hard I was to love.
Personally, I think it was post-partum, that caused this simple disconnect between her womb and the egg I stole from it.
My stepfather had told me that everything I did was for nothing, earlier this year. He threatened to kick me out if I couldn't find a better job by the end of that month.
He was raised harshly, his mother passed when he was young. He doesn't know how to raise a kid, when he was not raised himself.
My brother has an appetite for younger girls. So many he has hurt. Three, four that we know of. Maybe even plenty more.
I was the first.
Maybe if I spoke up sooner, maybe if I was listened to sooner, I could have been the only one he tainted.
My brother is her favourite, my mother's. He was a rainbow baby, and part of his brain doesn't work.
Maybe the post-partum made her blind to me, and maybe his brain damage made him think that he loved me.
Maybe there's a moral in here somewhere about being so unlovable only those with literal mental illness can even want you.
In the end, I am hard to love.
A personality disorder.
PTSD.
More aliments, furthering the status of my deformities.
I am hard to love.
And now, it feels like it's my fault.
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