#That's when I forgot about it.

[dreamsausage]

Kids book about a guy who could speak to ghost animals through his reflection and make special magical connections to them to gain their powers. the connections were only temporary and the ghost would disconnect if he strayed too far from the reflective surface.

The book was almost completely blue except for his mother and her belongings, which were bright pink. he was an inky brown.

His mother had a job out of town which she would travel to for a few weeks, then afterwards come back and stay home for another few. his dad stayed at home and raised him and his four older siblings, three brothers and a sister. they lived in a big house in a snowy forest and would fish in a nearby lake to make money in a village a small while away. at first all the children would come with their dad to fish and each would be in charge of a different job, but then one day the dad started taking only the two eldest, saying "fishing was for grown ups".

also around this time was when the second youngest brother went missing. only the guy and his next youngest brother questioned it, and they never got an answer, the others continuing on as normal — until mum came home and asked too. originally their dad only intended on telling their mother and not the children, but she came to their room secretly and broke the news, saying not to let their dad know that they knew.

their brother was dead. the two eldest siblings had gotten up early to try and go fishing on their own, and their younger brother insisted on tagging along. they got to the lake and got ready to cast out the line — they had a giant fishing rod designed for catching the huge fish in the lake tgat was fixed to the ground and powered by a crank.

the sister pulled the line taut and the older brother let the catch loose, flinging the line out to the centre of the lake. the younger readied the basin for when they caught something.

the line tugged and it took all the children's effort to pull it back in, and the fish they had caught was way bigger than expected. they could only fit it halfway inside the basin, so the sister ran back to the house to ask their dad for help. the two brothers were checking over the equipment but the fish suddenly began to thrash around, slightly breaking the basin and almost snapping the line. the younger brother grabbed hold of the fish's tail, despite the older telling him to stay back, and tried to wrestle it back down into the basin.

just as the sister came back with their father, the fish flung the younger brother into the air, and he flew a short distance before slamming into a tree and flopping unceremoniously into the long grass below. the brother was too stunned to move so the sister and their father ran over, finding the boy unconscious. neither of them knew what to do and they had to sit there holding him until he quickly grew cold and stopped breathing.

that day when they'd gone to the village, it wasn't just to sell the fish. it was to discreetly bury the children's brother in the cemetery. they didn't tell the younger boys because they didn't want to upset them, they didn't know how they would react and felt guilty about the boy's death.

the mother took the younger boys into the village and together they found where the boy was buried. they left him flowers.

the youngest brother, the main character, started sneaking off to the lake at night, to pretend he was talking to his brother. the basin was being repaired and the tree his brother had been killed by stood quietly but clearly in the treeline. one night he looked into the water, which had a thin layer of ice over it. as he stared, another figure walked up next to his reflection. he looked behind himself but nobody was there. when he looked back, he saw his brother.

he wasn't scared. somehow this felt natural. he was surprised, sure, but it wasn't unpleasant. he sat and talked to his brother. his brother spoke back, clear as day, and he remembered everything.

that's about as much as I remembered from the book, but I was reading it because a sequel was coming out in the form of a movie — the first

[unfinished recollection]

[mintaii]

is this anything

[oobbbear]

This took me an embarrassing amount of time but guess what it’s finished

[inkskinned]

you're in the habit of denying yourself things.

if someone asked you directly, you would say that you love a little treat. you like iced coffee and getting the cookie. you drink juice out of a fancy cup sometimes, and often do use your candles until they gutter out helplessly.

but you hesitate about buying the 20 dollar hand mixer because, like. you could just use your arms. you weren't raised rich. you don't get to just spend the 20 dollars (remember when that could cover lunch?), at least - you don't spend that without agonizing over it first, trying to figure out the cost-benefits like you are defending yourself in front of a jury. yes, this rice cooker could seriously help you. but you do know how to make stovetop rice and it really isn't that hard. how many pies or brownies would you actually make, in order to make that hand mixer worthwhile?

what's wild is that if the money was for a friend, it would already be spent. you'd fork over 40 without blinking an eye, just to make them happy. the difference is that it's for you, so you need to justify it.

and it sneaks in. you ration yourself without meaning to - you don't finish the pint of ice cream, even though you want to. the next time you go to the store, you say ah, i really shouldn't, and then you walk away. you save little bits of your precious things - just in case. sometimes you even go so far as putting that one thing in your shopping cart. and then just leaving it there, because maybe-one-day, but not right now, there's other stuff going on.

you do self-care, of course. but you don't do it more than like, 3 days in a row. after that it just feels a little bit over-the-edge. like. you can't live in decadence, the economy is so bad right now, kid.

so you don't buy the rice cooker. you can-and-will spend the time over the stove. you can withstand the little sorrows. denial and discipline are practically synonyms. and you're not spoiled.

it's just - it's not always a rice cooker. sometimes it is a person or a job or a hug. sometimes it is asking for help. sometimes it is the summer and your college degree. sometimes it is looking down at scabbed knees and feeling a strange kind of falling, like you can't even recognize the girl you used to be. sometimes it is your handprint looking unsteady.

sometimes it is tuesday, and you didn't get fired, and you want to celebrate. but what is it you like, even? you search around your little heart and come up empty. you're so used to denying that all your desires draw a blank.

oh fuck. see, this is the perfect opportunity. if you had a mixer, you'd make a cake.

[gatoburr0]

lesbians are so awesome I wish they were real

[lizzybeeee]

When you spend 20 years attempting to bring down the child slavery, murdering, human trafficking exploitation ring that stole your childhood, murdered your friends, and killed countless innocents only to have them rebrand as 'Noble Freedom Fighters™' off-screen.

[forgettable-au]

FORGETTABLE-AU (page 82-85)

THAT LAZYBONES!!

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[cj-the-random-artist]

I have made. Another comic. I took a very, very long time, as usual lmao. I originally got inspired to make this after watching through Arcane cuz. Nicely done media makes me want to make things and all that. And, at that time, I'd sent Narinder out on a mission trip in my new save and he came home full of existential dread (I have terrible luck with Narinder on missions therefore so does QPR AU Lambert I guess lol), and it had occurred to me that that would make an interesting premise for a comic maybe?? Turns out it did.

I think I'm happy with this?? The perfectionist in me is not, and to be honest I think I could've drawn a lot of things better and also I think this would read better if it felt a little slower... but also it's 13 pages long so I can't fault myself all that much. I do wish I had spent more time on some of these interactions, particularly between Lambert and the Goat and also between Narinder and his siblings, I have a lot of thoughts about the Bishops post their joining the cult but I haven't had a ton of time to really like... flesh out those ideas as much as I would like to. Maybe someday?? Idk.

Semi-related, while this comic gave me a lot of thoughts about the Bishops it also gave me a lot of thoughts about like, the exact like, I guess boundaries and terms of Narinder and Lambert's QPR, and also about what exactly happened to Narinder while he was out, and he's not lying a lot did happen but that's a little too long to just throw in the description here so maybe future me will describe it somewhere or something. This comic also got me thinking about Webber a fair bit, and once day I will expand upon those thoughts but not today, I have outside activities today lol

Anyways. This comic, like all my art, is not perfect, but it was fun to make and I spent too long on it for nobody to see it, so... enjoy!!

[two-minutes-only]

tell me i’m a bad man kick me like a stray or whatever

[newttxt]

post-canon lulaw adventure!! (it could have been bepo’s but he was in the bathroom when luffy showed up)

[heartorbit]

happy halloween! 🎃🐈‍⬛👻🐇

[svampira]

snack time🤤

[inkedberries]

expanding on the thought of kudou getting the call sign 'hero' and afo getting irked by it for some reason

[bishicat]

end-of-the-world meet cute ♡♡♡~

[sakasakiii]

elrond through the ages based on one glorious panel from chapter 95 of Black Butler (hopefully i got that right....). in the context of this sequence, i always thought it was sad to think abt how many people elrond has lost throughout his life alongside how remarkable he is to remain "as kind as summer" still by the time the hobbit rolls around 🥺

i redrew elrond's poses based on ciel's in the original panels BUT i forgot what page exactly the original panel sequence is... however!! if you scroll down to the middle half of this blog post you can find the original reference pic :D warning that it includes heavy spoilers for the black butler manga so u could just alternatively google 'ciel phantomhive running' and it'd probably be one of the first results that pop up haha

[forgettable-au]

FORGETTABLE-AU (Page 61-64)

* I-I don't think we were talking about the same thing...

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