#also i acknowledge this makes it look like i have a lot of time on my hands but you need to understand that i have

[dreamyluigi]

superstar saga luigi crashout thoughts

looking once again at this awesome piece by yamari-san and how it sparked a lot of thoughts in my brain about luigi's treatment throughout SS

(link to the pic, this artist is also a huge inspiration for me)

through this whole game luigi is consistently ignored/disrespected by almost every NPC who recognizes mario, always being seen as That Other Guy or The Brother Guy or Lu... Louis? What Was His Name Again? etc. i like to think for the most part luigi is so used to this already, like it's par for the course for awhile especially in the beginning of the game - like, this is the first time (by RPG standards) he's actually gotten to travel alongside his brother like this. he didn't want to, but i think as time goes on he finds himself enjoying their time together and feels useful for once. despite that, NPCs continuously disrespect him throughout the course of the game, even after he's proven himself to be just as strong and capable as mario. you'd think after awhile that starts to wear on a guy, right?

of course there are random characters who admire luigi, there always will be. and characters who genuinely acknowledge him as a superstar like mario! but... even peasley disrespects him at times, despite being one of the ones who also gives him compliments and a confidence boost. maybe he's a little airheaded and doesn't recognize some of the disrespectful things he does/says but at the end of it all luigi is still rejected.

luigi's number one goal is to help mario, and i think he'd let mario do just about anything to him in order to achieve that. but i think the culmination of multiple characters ignoring him, forgetting him, etc., and then being hammered into a surfboard just makes him boil over. like... for real, the joke's over. the name Joke's End is the perfect area and time for him to just completely lose it. he's done being just useful, he has worked so hard, done so much to help, he wants recognition for his efforts - not just from the people they help but from mario himself too.

mario of courseeee loves him so much and is probably too thickheaded to even think he did anything wrong. but when weegee finally snaps at him to take him seriously! no one ever takes him seriously! i finally get to come on an adventure with you and nobody even cares! why do i have to be the surfboard!? i think they have a long talk about it... and mario absolutely agrees that luigi deserves just as much superstardom as he does. it's something they've needed to acknowlege forever but just never did because luigi always stayed back, stayed behind, willingly, perhaps out of cowardice perhaps out of fear that he'd drag mario down. but after realizing they have perfect synergy in battle and outside of it, his confidence grows. mario gives him that strength. and he needs to be respected for it!

for as much shit as folks like to give starlow, she is not even in this game and it's the most luigi has ever been disrespected... she has her moments of course but i feel like it balances out with her being kind of the only source of grief luigi gets. in other M&L games after SS i think luigi gets a lot less BS from random NPCs so it doesn't feel as harsh to me? maybe i'm a starlow apologist. i think she's funny. i don't think luigi appreciates it but i think it affects him less than nearly everyone in SS being like Who is this guy lol. Why are you wearing mario's clothes. Are you a fanboy or something (he is but like damn!)

it makes me happy that snoutlet exists. luigi always needs a little bit of bullying as a treat, but the way snoutlet absolutely loves him, praises him, thinks he's a genius, it's what he deserves after all this time of being forgotten or disrespected. and i think mario watching the progression throughout the M&L series of folks respecting and loving luigi more and more the more adventures they take together makes him feel happy and fuzzy inside too. he's a humble guy and seeing his brother get praised makes him feel much more proud than if it was directed at himself

"M&L RPGs aren't sequential-" to me they are. if you look hard enough you will see.

[thatoneautisticshark]

Would you consider writing about hybrid Ghoap? Wolf hybrid Simon "Ghost" Riley who has always considered the 141 his pack but is still fairly solitary and dog hybrid John "Soap" MacTavish who also gets the pack instincts but in a more domesticated dog-ish way who somehow managed to get close to Ghost is on my mind more often then I'd like to admit. Lots of wagging tails. I've never sent an ask before but you seemed sad with how few you had :)

Ghost, safe to say, was pissed. The higher ups decided they needed a new team member into their pack, but they were totally fine.

Not only that, he was a canine hybrid?

They had a wolf in the group already, adding a second canine hybrid, that they had never met to the pack meant almost certain fights, and dominance issues.

At the very least the new Hybrid was only a sergeant. So even if he was a cocky bastard trying to be the dominant dog, Ghost still out ranked him.

Although Gaz was excited, he at least understood Ghost's annoyance. The time they had tried to add in another harpy did not go well.The fights that had started were viscous, the new one didn't want to accept that Gaz would not bow to him, and it ended with the new harpy downright trying to fuck up Gaz’s wings with fire, just so he could have the dominant position.

Price was the only one without an issue. Lynx were rare in the military, and usually Reacted more with an automatic bond, then fighting.

But Price understood Ghost's reluctance, and promised he'd deal with the brat if he caused issues.

And so here he stood, with his pack on the tarmac, waiting for the new mutt to arrive. Gaz had dropped his wing over the wolfs shoulder in a little show of comfort that Ghost appreciated.

The truck finally pulled up, containing the new team member. Out hopped a pup with a stupid mohawk? At the very least he wasn't a wolf, and didn't smell of cocky young dog.

The young one, Soap, walked over, his tail lazily wagging. “Heya! I'm John Mactavish, callsign soap. Hybrid of German Shepherd and a retriever.”

Price stepped forward first, introducing himself. “Captain John Price, lynx hybrid. Good to have you on the team.” He introduced, shaking the dogs hand.

Soap nodded “Good to meet you sir.”

At the very least he seemed to have manners, Ghost mused. He wasn't immediately trying to challenge the captain.

Gaz stepped forward, introducing himself as well. Although Ghost could see the tension, he was worried about how the pup would react to Ghost. “Hey mate. Sergeant Kyle Garrick, call sign Gaz. Harpy hybrid. Nice to meet you.”

Soaps' tail was wagging, making him look like an excited pup as he responded. “Nice to meet you too! I like your wings, they look cool.”

Well he was either good at flattery, or very sweet and excited. He moved Infront of Ghost, who was still glaring.

Instead of any kind of challenge like Ghost was tensed for, Soap showed submission. Bowing his head slightly, ears moving back, and tail dipping. Ghost blinked at him for a second, not expecting him to immediately acknowledge Ghost as the wolf in charge. It took him a second to right his brain, before speaking “Lieutenant Simon riley, Ghost. Wolf hybrid.”

The dog kept his head slightly bowed “Nice to meet you”

By the time a few weeks had gone by, Ghost was amazed there had not been an issue. Soap was talented, that was sure, a good shot, skilled fighter and amazing with bombs.

Him and Gaz had struck it off well, already being close friends, and he got along with Price.

He was quickly becoming a part of the pack, and Ghost, surprisingly, didn't resent it.

Soap was always respectful, and still showing signs of submission with Ghost, however ever did seem to seek him out.

Whenever Ghost spoke to him, his tail would be wagging slightly. And despite himself, Ghost found himself enjoying the company of the new pup.

Almost always sitting by him in the mess, working well in tandem, and thinking of him as part of the pack.

So naturally when management decided 3 months after Soap had joined that, no he didn't fit, they had a better placement.

Soap wasn't happy. He thought he'd been bonding well, but he supposed not. He was a bit hurt; none of the team had just told him, rather than getting him moved.

He wasn't expecting when the general brought it up in a briefing that he would be being removed, Gaz to jump to his feet, wings fluffed up in anger demanding why the fuck they were moving soap.

Prince sprung up, ears against his skull in anger “Why are you moving him? He fits in perfectly well?” His voice was laced with anger and growl.

The general stammered slightly “I well.. you guys already have a canine so it'll cause arguments with Ghost” He tried, before being cut off by a deep growl from Ghost.

Ghost stood up, grabbing Soap and pulling him protectively behind himself. “Don't you fucking dare.” He spat “Johnny is part of our pack. I will rip out your fucking windpipe if you try.”

The general froze.. “Uhm.. change of plans, soap is a permanent member.” He quickly stammered.

Ghost gave a huff, nuzzling Soaps, who looked dumbfounded, head.

That was really the jumping point for the close bond. Pretty soon, if one was seen the other wasn't far. After long missions in the heli, they'd be sitting against one another, tails wagging as they nuzzled eachother.

[youknowwho-mustnotbenamed]

February 03 - Gift | word count: 814 | @wolfstarmicrofic

Sirius has always received more gifts than he could ever want or need. From his family, most were heirlooms or expensive robes—maybe they think giving him riches will make him less inclined to rebel, instead he turned around and sold it all, saving the money somewhere far from his parents reach until the time calls for it. After starting Hogwarts and getting proper friends, the gifts shifted into the territory of favorable. Peter would get him prank supplies and records. James would get him gag gifts like collars and dog-care books. The only one Sirius never got gifts from—other than a small pouch of sweets—was Remus. It made sense, Remus isn’t as well off as the rest of them, even if none of them acknowledge it. So, even the small indulgence from him, makes Sirius’ heart do odd things.

This year is no different. His parents sent a necklace with a hideous pendant. Peter got him the newest Hobgoblin’s record. James got him a semi-permanent tattoo pen set. His Uncle Alphard sent him fancy French confections. This year, Remus remains silent, but as always, Sirius doesn’t push, sitting back and enjoying the rest of the gifts he received.

That is until Remus slowly rises from his bed and shuffles across the space between their beds, settling on Sirius’. It’s only then that he notices a lumpy-wrapped package clutched in Remus’ hands.

“I… um… I wanted to get you a real gift this year.”

“Moony, you shouldn’t have.”

“I wanted to.” Remus mutters, still not looking up from his lap. Still, Sirius watches as his cheeks flare bright red.

“Thank you.”

“You don’t even know what it is yet.”

“I already know I’ll love it no matter what.”

The blush intensifies, setting that odd feeling loose in Sirius’ stomach again. Remus seems to do that a lot, make Sirius feel things that he doesn’t have a name for.

Instead of focusing on it, he gently takes the gift from Remus, and tears through the paper, revealing a plastic shell underneath. Flipping that open reveals a metal box with a glass window above a line of buttons. Above that, hundreds of small holes are poked into the metal.

“What is this?”

“It’s a cassette player. It’s portable, unlike the record player, so you can listen to music wherever you are.”

“Really?”

“Here, I’ll show you.”

Remus reaches into his beside drawer, pulling out what appear to be earmuffs with not enough fuzz and a long cord. He also pulls out a small plastic rectangle with two round holes poked through the center.

“You open here,” Remus demonstrates popping open the glass window by pressing one of the buttons. “Then you put the cassette tape,” he waves the rectangle slightly to indicate it, “into this space here,” he pushes it gently until it clicks, then does the same with the glass. “These are headphones, they go in here,” another gentle click “Here.”

He sets the player down, and softly places the headphones over Sirius’ head. They rest over his ears without pressing, only muffling the sound slightly. “When you want to listen, press this button here.” Remus says, gently guiding Sirius’ hand to the button.

Sirius does, and almost immediately, music fills his ears. It’s better than the record player, no barrier between the music and his body. It makes the feeling more intense, like the rhythm is part of Sirius himself.

“This is awesome.” He exclaims, eyes darting up to find Remus’. They are bright with excitement, cheeks crinkling slightly, though still wonderfully pink.

“I thought you would like it. I have a few cassettes you can have.”

“I don’t want to take your things, Moony. I’ll buy my own.”

“Take them, Sirius. I promise. My cassette player broke years ago, so I don’t have any use for them. You will.”

“But—”

“Take them, Sirius. They are part of the gift.”

“…Okay.” The realization that Remus had one of these at some point, broke it, and instead of replacing his own, got one for Sirius instead…

When he looks up again, Remus is close. Close enough to see the subtle lines in his brown eyes. Like a shifting reflection of autumn leaves in water. Like if he leans closer, he will find himself drowning in them. He does, unable to help himself from swaying closer to such beauty. Remus’ breath catches, his eyes flashing wider, the act drawing Sirius even closer.

“Woah! Is that a muggle thing?” James asks, flinging himself onto the bed, knocking roughly against Sirius’ back, thus shoving him closer to Remus who jumps up like he has been scalded.

He smothers the irrational feeling that something has been interrupted, and turns to his best friend. "Yeah! Moony got it for me! It plays music anywhere I go!"

He does such a good job pretending, he doesn't even notice Remus slip from the room.

[bitegore]

#i know youre right but its Scary

the trick is that if you want to draw a type of background, there's usually like one trick to it that will get you through 85% of that picture.

I'm going to be deliberately pulling out simpler/"lower-effort" stuff here but it's not because I think this is 'lazy', it's because I want to show that it doesn't need to be done super hardcore to work.

for plants it's being able to draw squiggly lines and stack them - this shows it off the most clearly because it's meant to look like paper cutouts so the shapes are simplified and the shading is also simplified

generally if you put lumpy shapes in there and occasionally break them up with sticks or other types of shapes, it looks really passable.

They don't even need to be lumps sometimes - you can get away with just wiggly triangles or something.

after you get comfortable with that you can go on to add details and textures and stuff but 90% of the time it isn't necessary.

(I'm also assuming generally that we all know how to draw, like, flat plains/hilly landscapes, but if not, that's basically the same principle, just... like... wider and less lumpy)

For outside of buildings especially but also sometimes inside them, depending on what you're doing, it's most important to get a sense of perspective in and a sense that the angles are mostly/all right angles... which is easier to fudge than you'd might think. Both of these are really lazy with the angles, but application of (halfhearted) one-point perspective - which just means "the lines kind of all point toward the middle" in these cases - gets it to look pretty decent.

please do me the courtesy of pretending these aren't all at least a bit effortful, i don't usually draw exteriors of buildings unless i really really really want to.

For interiors, even just a few suggestions of furniture goes a surprisingly long way. This is as simplified as it gets because it's for an animation with multiple shot changes:

and, honestly, that lighting fixture is doing a lot of heavy lifting.

"suggestions of furniture" and "suggestions of perspective", when applied together, makes things that look really good (admittedly, the color is doing a lot of heavy lifting here too) without actually requiring you to put in that much effort. And I really do mean suggestions of perspective - look at the angles of the flooring tiles, the kitchen sink, the shelves over the ovens, and the kitchen island and i think even a layperson could acknowledge that those are all kind of not right. But it looks good anyway and people said very nice things about this drawing.

i have to go to class and tbh i could devote an entire post to water and how to lazily make it look good and make people go "wow you did that in 20 minutes? you're a fucking magician" and its more about color and shading than it is about basic structure anyway so ill save that for now BUT 🫡go forth and make something cool🫡 every artist who doesnt know how to draw backgrounds and decides to learn is stronger than any us marine 🫡

eta: all of this also 100% works with traditional art, I just have a way harder time making my fully traditional lazy art look good comprehensible on a screen. Here's some medium-high effort stuff that can be properly interpreted instead XD

honest to god I don't think I've ever posted any fully traditional buildings i drew and then finished, so I can't share them because I don't have them XD but the last picture in the building section was drawn traditionally on a piece of paper! I just colored it digitally.

you. artist. learn to draw backgrounds. everyone around you will go 'holy shit you're a fucking wizard' whenever you halfass it because everyone else is petrified of complex backgrounds

[essektheylyss]

One thing that I feel is really interesting and often forgotten about Essek is that fundamentally, his characterization has been from the start based upon his desperation for external perspectives and connection, which, along with much of his narrative and mechanical positioning, means that he actually has an extraordinary and almost (but not actually, as I'll show) counterintuitive capacity for both growth and trust.

(Buckle in. This is a long one.)

In particular, I would argue, knowing now that many places where the plot touches Ludinus have long been marked for connecting back into the current plot, that he was quite possibly built as a prime candidate for radicalization by the Ruby Vanguard. He felt isolated from his culture, he was desperate for other connection, and he was certainly of the type to believe he was too smart to be drawn into such a thing, given his initial belief that he could control the situation and the fallout. If things had gone any other way, he easily could've been on the other side by now.

As such, he has been hallmarked by being fairly open to suggestion, perhaps for this reason, but the thing about that kind of trait is that it is both how people are radicalized and deradicalized. This is certainly true of Essek, who experienced genuine kindness and quite frankly strangeness from the Nein and was able to move from the isolation the Assembly had engendered to meaningful and genuine connection, largely propelled by his own internal reflection. By the time Nein are aware of his crimes, he's already begun to express regret to an extent and, furthermore, doubt in the Assembly, including explicitly drawing a line against Ludinus, even in a position where he was on his own and probably quite vulnerable.

Similarly, when the Nein reach the Vurmas Outpost some weeks later, he has moved from regret for the position he's ended up carrying a heavy remorse. This makes sense! He's fairly introspective, seems used to spending a lot of time in his own head, and was left with plenty to mull over. It's not some kind of retcon for him to have progressed well past where the Nein left him; it just means he's an active participant in the world who has done his own work in the meantime.

This is another interesting aspect to him. I've talked about this a bit before but I cannot find the post so I'll recap here: antagonists in D&D have significantly more agency than allied NPCs. Antagonists are active forces, against which the party is meant to struggle; allies are meant to support the PCs, which means they tend to be more passive in both their actions and their character growth. Essek was both built as an antagonist, in a position that gives him significant agency, and also was then given significant opportunity to grow specifically to act as a narrative mirror for Caleb's arc. Even when he becomes a more traditional D&D ally, he still retains much of that, though he occupies a supporting role.

I believe that this is especially true because of the nature of Caleb's arc, which I've already written on; the tl;dr of this post is that Caleb is both convinced that he is permanently ruined and also desperate to prove that change is possible. Essek is that proof, because he is simply the character in a position to do so. But this also means that his propensity for introspection and openness is accentuated! He has to do the legwork on his own, for the most part, because that's where he is in the meantime.

But he still ends the campaign necessarily constricted; he is under significant scrutiny, he's at risk from the Assembly, and he goes on the run fairly soon after the story ends. He spends most of the final arc anxious and paranoid, which is valid given the crushing reality of his situation. It would be very easy to extrapolate that seven years into this reality, he would be insular, closed off, and suspicious of strangers, even in spite of the lessons he's learned from the Nein and their long term exposure.

So seeing his openness and lightness now is surprising, but at the same time, given this combination of factors in his position in the narrative over time and his defining traits, it's not by any means unreasonable.

But one thing that I found so delightful is how much trust he exhibits, which is obviously a wild thing to say about Essek in particular, given much of what he learns is both earning and offering trust, which was something he says explicitly in 2x124 that he's never really experienced: "I've never really been trusted and so I did not trust." It makes up much of the progression of his relationship with Caleb, and the trust that he is offered by the Nein in walking off the ship is the impetus he needs to grow.

But I think it's easy to talk about trust when it comes to people who have proven themselves to you or to whom you've ingratiated yourself, and that's really the most we can say about Essek by the time he leaves the Blooming Grove. There is this sense in a lot of discussion of trust (not solely in this fandom) that it is only related to either naivete or love, but there's far more to it. Trust at its best is deliberate—cultivating an openness to the world at large is a great way to combat cynicism and beget connection instead. It allows a person to maintain curiosity and be open to experience, but it can be incredibly difficult to hold onto.

It is clear that the Essek we meet now is a very pointedly and intentionally trusting individual. He trusts Caleb and by extension Caleb's trust in Keyleth, as he shows up and picks up a group of strangers from a foreign military encampment and walks in without issue. He trusts the Hells to follow his lead moving through Zadash and to exhibit enough discretion so as to avoid bringing suspicion upon all of them. He trusts that Astrid will respond well to his entrance, but he also trusts himself and the Hells enough to execute a back-up plan in the case that she doesn't. In the end, he even trusts them enough to give them his name and identity.

He doesn't scan as someone who has spent half a dozen years living like a prey animal, afraid of any shadow he runs across in an alley, withdrawn into himself and an insular family, which would've been an easy route for him to take. He scans as someone who has learned the kind of trust borne of learned confidence and a trained eye for good will and kindness, which are crucial weapons one would need for staving off cynicism in his circumstances—as if he has survived thanks more to connection and kindness than paranoia and isolation. (If we want to be saccharine about it, he scans quite poignantly as a member of the Mighty Nein.)

So it is easy to imagine this trust and openness as a natural progression of his initial search for perspectives external to his own cultural knowledge. Though he makes those first connections with the Assembly to try to vindicate his personal hypotheses, he finds in them exposure to the deepest corruption among Exandrian mortals, which could've—and did, for a time—turned him further down that same dark path.

But it's also this same openness to exposure from the wider world that allows the Nein to influence him for the better, and in spite of the challenges he's certainly faced simply surviving over the past seven years, he seems to have held onto this openness enough to move through the world with self-assurance and a willingness to extend the kinds of trust and good will that he has been shown.

(I would be remiss not to mention that I was reminded about my thoughts on this by this lovely post from sky-scribbles and their use in the tags of 'light' to describe Essek's demeanor this episode, which is really such an apt word for it.)

[luniviravosshipper]

I have no idea whether you’d consider Aaravos a maschosit or a sadist for this, I just think he really gets off of annoying people so much they end up absolutely losing their shit and snap at him.

Like, torturing people to the point they can’t resist the urge to try to literally kill him even knowing that it’s impossible.

Overall, he just really wants people to be angry at him. And, I don’t know, that’s just really amusing to me to have picked up on throughout the series.

[youngpettyqueen]

every day I have visions of transmasc Quark and transfemme Rom

[fadeintolight]

pont pont vesszőcske

[buttercupshands]

Playing through Red&Yellow 2.0 undertale mod and let's just say

I haven't been this inspired to draw something undertale related *specifically* from Undertale itself in years

Also play it if you haven't and you have undertale on pc, it's extremely worth it

[edge-oftheworld]

going back through some of this fandom's history has made me realise, we really see people as black and white good or bad don't we?

[fagofgod]

kind of immensely weird to me how strongly and widely the consensus opinion of what butchness (and/or masculinity in general) is appears to just be. being buff? like. agh.

[jelliebeanbitch]

I CAN DO THIS!!!! I CAN LEARN TO BE A THEATER DESIGNER!!!! YES I AM JUST STARTING OUT AND DOING THIS FOR THE FIRST TIME!!!! THATS CUZ IT IS A TRADE AND YOU LEARN A TRADE BY PRACTICING!!!!! SO I AM GOING TO PRACTICE DAMMIT!!!!

[altruistic-meme]

Updates in bookbinding:

BOOKPRESS!!! yes it's kind of bad bc it's 2 $5 cutting boards from walmart and some screw c-clamps but im EXCITED to have smth better than. a large stack of books piled on top of each other.

currently being pressed is Scared to Live (But I'm Scared to Die) by @major816 bc its what i managed to get to the printing stage first! I'm gonna be sewing tomorrow since I'm only working a half-day so wish me luck with that :')

and for printing stage... well...

let's say I've had quite a time figuring that out

something something my printer was only like $40 and among the things it lacks, including the ability to actually do printing on both sides automatically (I could cry)(actually I did cry), i have also learned it likes to do scaling when printing in booklet :) which is why I've been having such a difficult time with the huge margins and tiny fonts and printing 2789 signatures trying to fix the issue as you can see above :)

with Scared to Live, I did the typeset for it which meant I had a lot of ability to edit the original document in order to fix the issues presented by my printer, which meant ultimately there were only ~6-7 test prints to fix it.

Even In Another Time by @irregularcollapse however. well. she did the typeset herself and shared it and i have spent so much time staring at it bc it's so pretty and i adore it. however that meant I only had the pdf version and pdf is infamous for being basically uneditable. which has been fun.

outside of staring listless at my computer, I also got help from my dad, and then help from a family friend who does printing semi-professionally (among other things), and we Still Didn't Kniw What To Do. eventually I caved and got the adobe free trial and FINALLY I fixed the issue. So yay! EIAT is next to be printed, possibly tomorrow or over the weekend :)

now i need to find a place to recycle paper. bc I have So Much.

[kaikamahine]

Now that I have a desktop instead of a mid-2000s laptop that would take 20min to load every map, even a fast travel (not an exaggeration,) I decided now was a great time to ...... completely redo all of my Inquisitors from scratch.

on one hand. fuck that prologue demon. fuck the entirety of the exalted plains. "sEe ReASoN, lYseTTe." PLEASE WILL THE BEARS JUST LEAVE ME ALONE.

on the other!!! not to get goopy on 9yr old computer graphics, but have you PLAYED DA:I on ultra mesh settings?? OH MY GOD.

it's SO DIFFERENT when you're not on super low resolution and don't take 20min to change maps!!!! is this how y'all were living THE WHOLE TIME????

mods 😎

From top to bottom we have:

Jem, my child-soldier templar

Persefene, my widowed Avvar Adaar

Chenelo, Edgelord™

Maia, my Kirkwall throatcutter turned mom

Emmory, the hearthkeeper

Aodhán, the agoraphobe

and Steven

NOT pictured, because they're perfect the way they are and I felt no need to tinker with them: Dain Cadash, the least qualified person here, and Esperantha Lavellan, the unfortunate heterosexual.

[poppyseed799]

I feel like life series fanon jimmy is kind of mischaracterized and there’s an easy way to make sure you’re doing it right: he has a lot of unearned confidence

[paging-possum]

Guys pro tip don’t burn urself out because recovering from burning yourself out sucks so bad