#and besides that

[saint-vagrant]

Sab stops running.

mine, he/him

[oddberryshortcake]

Everyday I think about the fact that Kalim clearly lied to his and Jamil’s families about the reason why Jamil overblotted to protect him 

Everyday I think about the fact that Kalim defended Jamil against people who wanted to throw him out and took responsibility for being a contributing factor in Jamil’s overblot.

Everyday I think about the fact that Kalim had an inkling of a thought that Jamil was using his signature spell on him, and even under Jade’s spell, he didn’t reveal it was Jamil. 

Everyday I think about the fact that Kalim was very willing to just believe that he was blacking out and Jamil wasn’t manipulating him if Jamil just said so. He’d rather believe a lie he knew wasn’t true then acknowledge that the one person he thought he could trust was doing this to him. 

Kalim does not play when it comes to Jamil. 

[deliciousnecks]

Go on, Guillermo. I bonked this one on the head just for you.

[nixie-deangel]

the snippets of bradley being so nervous to tell jake that he’s a virgin 🥺 little does he know he’s about to have the best first time ever 🥰

Bradley really be about to get his whole world rocked and find out the man he's been crushing on and into for nearly a decade has ALSO been into him for just as long! 💜💜 (and I don't know if you were asking but here, have some more words for it, since I am currently wrangling it into submission to be ready to post tomorrow💜!)

🥰 Kinktober - Virgin Bradley

The rumors of him being a heartbreaker helped, even though he had no idea how they’d even started. So…. yeah. Bradley certainly hadn’t set out to be a virgin at the ripe age of 38 but yet here he is. Standing here, pressed up against the side of the Hard Deck staring awkwardly at Hangman and wondering how the fuck he can get through this without utterly humiliating himself and ruining any chance with the man he’s been desperately into for more than a decade. 

Make Nixie Write!

[crystaltoa]

And now for something completely different.

This is the ADHD Teapot. I made it in a ceramics class a few years ago. I use it to explain executive dysfunction to people who haven’t come across the term before (and those who think of ADHD mostly as Hyperactive Eight Year Old Boy Syndrome).

So, most people’s brains are like a regular shaped teapot with a single spout. Let’s say that your time, energy, focus etc is the liquid you have in the teapot. Your executive function is the spout, that directs the tea into the specific cup you want to fill-aka the task that you’re meant to be doing. Spills happen occasionally, but generally most of the tea goes in the right cup.

If you have executive dysfunction, (a symptom of ADHD, trauma, autism, schizophrenia etc.) you have multiple spouts going in different directions. You can try pointing one of them at your chosen cup and you will probably get some liquid in there, perhaps you will even fill it right up (finish the task). But meanwhile, tea is also pouring out of several other places and not going where you want it. If you have another container nearby, perhaps some of it will end up in there. But quite a lot of it is going to end up on the floor and accomplish nothing.

And at the end of the day you’ll have filled one or two cups ( or sometimes not even one) compared to the five or six that somebody with the same sized teapot (but only one spout) has filled, and everyone wonders why you’re so bad at getting tea poured, and why you make such a mess in the process.

One day I’d like to spend more time learning pottery and create a really technically good fucked up little adhd teapot. But that’s a long way off since i currently live in the outback and the nearest pottery workshop is some 400km away. But I figure that for now, it might be a useful or interesting metaphor to somebody even in its rough draft form.

This post is the cup I filled instead of cleaning my house btw.

[bunabi]

You won't reach a point where you don't need references anymore 😭

Even artists who freedraw regularly still do studies, refer to their past work, keep character sheets at hand, etc

Please don't impose that expectation on yourself just because of a live demo, tiktok, or timelapses especially

[pokedoll-haruka]

i think i'll take a break from this distortion hole of a site for a few days... it's been really tough these past few days :(

[weaselsblaugh]

i promise this is on topic:

when i paid the near $6,000 to get my very own recumbent tricycle, with an electric assist motor and all the fixins, I knew it was going to get Looks. My very own new Vehicle was emblematic of the kind of person who does not have, and likely never will have, his own driver's license, nor enough money for a reliable Car.

My neighborhood is also full of idiots with loud engines. You probably know the type if you live in a city - they want to show how awesome they are, or more accurately, how manly they aren't, by being loud dickheads and peeling out and over-revving and honking at cyclists.

The first time one such asshole in a BMW gunned it past me on a neighborhood road, his car pitifully whining at going pedal to the medal in first gear? My thought was not "you're an asshole." It was not "I can't compete with this." What came out of my mouth was, "Whatever, mine's cooler."

Because y'know what? I'm the only person in my neighborhood that rides a recumbent trike. It's unique. It's interesting. I do get Looks, but they're often from people who want to say it's awesome and want to know where they can get one. And it really is awesome. But somehow, maybe just the aura I'm giving off when I'm riding, the fact that I'm legitimately enjoying going places without it taking an hour to get anywhere on foot, I feel like I didn't start getting those compliments until I started feeling good about what I was doing. Or maybe I just didn't notice them before. Maybe I thought the man's voice as I rolled by was saying something mean, or talking to someone else.

Maybe it's trite and cliche to say it like this, but you get out what you put in. But not because life reciprocates, necessarily. If you feel good about yourself and what you're doing, your brain calibrates itself to start noticing when other people are being positive to you, too.

So even if you don't believe what you're saying to yourself at first? Compliment yourself. Grab on to the ways in which You Are Awesome and fucking celebrate it. You made an actual lunch today instead of eating chips? Congratulations, you goddamn master chef, you. You finally put away the laundry that's been in your basket for almost a week? Damn you're good at that clothes-folding stuff. You took a selfie and didn't delete it afterwards? You beautiful/handsome devil, you.

Radiate that energy. The more you do, the more you're gonna start noticing that it's radiating back, all around.

it's been said before and i'm sure said better than i can phrase it. but really, really - if you like making "i'm going to kill myself" jokes, please try switching to being ironically conceited instead.

anytime something goes wrong, say things like "ah well at least i'm beautiful and charming and everyone loves me." when you forget something, try "my big huge brain is so smart and thinking about too many other very big wizardly thoughts you wouldn't even understand." when you're frustrated by one of your symptoms, start talking like you're in My Immortal. "Life has come for me but my eyes are beautiful pools of gorgeous fire and my hair is amazing. I stuck my middle finger up at life and told it to fuck off and it did."

just... try it for a month or two. try saying the most absurdly self-congratulatory shit you can think of.

i know it's tempting to make suicide or self-harm jokes. and for me at least, a decade ago (!) when someone suggested i stop making those kinds of jokes, i was kind of at a loss for what to replace them with. i wanted to make light of these moments, but genuinely (at the time) my first thought really was suicidal ideation. there was a part of me that even felt like ... i was kind of "making light" of that voice. that if i could say i want to die lol, it would help take the sting out of that genuine (albeit passive) desire. like i could turn my illness into a joke.

when i started complimenting myself instead, it felt awkward and stupid. it felt really, really ironic. what i was actually saying was nobody would ever think this stuff about me, that's what makes it so fucking funny.

but. the effect was immediate. first thing i noticed was the people around me. when i dropped a glass and said ah my skin is too beautiful and sleek the glass has swooned and broken for me, other people were suddenly overjoyed to jump in with the joke. rather than making an awkward moment, we'd both start cracking up. ah princess sleek hands, i've heard of you.

i was 19. i hadn't noticed i'd been making others tense when i said i want it all to end. i know now that it's incredibly hard to know how to walk that moment - do you talk to them about your concern? do you potentially make them uncomfortable by asking if they're okay? do you ignore the situation? do you help them pick up the glass, or do they need to do it by themselves? are they genuinely made suicidal over this small moment? and most importantly, how do you - without professional training or supplies - actually help?

most people want to help you pick up the glass in your life, they just have no fucking idea how to do it. they don't want to make anything worse. they don't want to make assumptions about you. they love you, they're scared for you - and being scared makes people kind of freeze up. it's not because they don't love you. it's because they do.

now when something bad happens, my first thought is how can i make a stupid joke about this. it isn't my brain saying you're a dumb fucking bitch. i spend more time laughing. i spend more time being gentle with myself. i spend more time feeling good.

and the thing is - what's kind of funny - is that you'd be surprised by how many people agree with you. the first time i said i'm too pretty to understand that, someone else said to be fair you're the prettiest person in this room. i promise - you really don't know how kindly your friends see you. but they love you for a reason. they sort of reverse-velveteen-rabbit you. your weird and ugly spots fade away and you just become... the love they want to give you.

go love yourself ironically. the worst thing that happens is that you end up tricking your reflection into actually loving you.

[solidcarbon]

i have soooooo many thoughts on my mind

[sidsinning]

Gotta love how Mappa always makes Gojo's lips slightly pink and shiny like he got lip gloss on

Do yalls remember that mini "controversy" where butt hurt anime dudebros edited this frame to not have lip shine or eyelashes bc he didn't look "masculine" enough to them lol

Mappa was like BET let's make his pretty ass even PRETTIER

Do you think there's a separate budget for this man's eyelashes

[brucie-baby]

the fact that alfred was the one to put up jason's memorial is so important to me

[emmy-likes-attention]

Wait, a character can become canonically queer and not immediately be sent to super mega turbo hell by the writers???

[kimi-karma]

I lost a bet and as a result I had to draw Mithrun in that one pineapple shirt

[machinerot]

alright i couldn't find any posts showing this idle animation and needed it on my blog

[ditzybat]

tim with a knife in his hands: damian, step away from the computer

damian reading superbat fanfiction on tim’s personal laptop: i wanted to play roblox, but this is adequate writing, are you in need of a beta reader by chance?

[sarahmackattack]

Ummmmmm, yes, hi, Hornbill at the Philly Zoo has a little kitty cat toy and wants to show it to you.