#anyway don’t worry they’re fine

[woundedheartwithin]

My horses are in mid-weight turnout blankets and they’re still shivering. It’s cold, y’all

[steampoweredwerehog]

“I wanna make art, but idk what people want to see from me—“ *GRABS YOU*

Do whatever you want. You have an idea? You plagued by visions? You got a special interest? You got daydreams about a oneshot you wanna write? Do it. “But how will I know what gets attention?” YOU WONT. THAT’S THE DEVIL TALKING. Say ‘fuck it’ and make whatever. I make art cuz ideas fill my brain & if I don’t see ‘em with my eyes I’ll DIE.

Make stuff cuz YOU wanna see it. If other people’s eyes see it that’s cool too.

[fumifooms]

thanks for infecting me with marchil its so so fun to just see them pair themselves up in the background now

especially love how much she picks him up like a cat (and when he has the opportunity to do it to her too he just lugs her around like a sack of oats) gosh i love them they're so funny

YAAAAAA 🎉🎉 I’m so glad to hear it welcome to the sillies corner 🤝

THEY’RE SOOO SO FUNNY

They’re worsties that cannot get enough of each other

[parthenosvenus]

thinking about this addition to ch. 133 in the revised version and how behind the hilarious pei ming bullying moment, it’s another instance of hua cheng being different.

pei ming is under the impression that hua cheng is somewhat underestimating xie lian (thereby offending the Martial God category as a whole) but that isn’t it. at all.

this is mxtx telling us again that, unlike everyone else, hua cheng sees xie lian as a person, indifferent to his godhood. hua cheng knows xie lian is strong and unstoppable, but he knows he’s got a mortal body that might not drop dead but will feel exhaustion and pain and diziness, something nobody else ever considers or cares about

[askamnesiamoonjumper]

Flowercrowners in the houuuuse toniiiight

[shaykai]

I think “you mistook me for someone who liked you” is one of the most scathing things I’ve ever thought in reference to another human person

[tangledinink]

Oh also for the record I keep tormenting and disrespecting my beloved beta reader @livsinpjs by publishing new chapters on SorryTMWN without their official final sign-off so any typos or errors you may find reflect entirely on me and not them :) they’re doing their best with me but I’m a nightmare to work with. Sorry bestie I love and appreciate you 💖

[awsydawnarts]

I hate you weight loss ads I hate you packaging that prominently displays calorie content I hate you menus that don’t show how much something costs but instead show the calories I hate you magazines that blast weight loss strategies in your face I hate you influencers promoting detox teas I hate how the world is so unfriendly to people recovering from EDs who are just trying to get through their everyday life without being reminded about it under the guise of a “fitness girlie” lifestyle

[insanechayne]

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[fallencelsetial]

Well. They wanted to talk about….nothing…..they’ve made it clear that they want nothing to do with all of my messy bits. And they are not willing to help……it’s a 3rd option that I never considered.

Just a “we don’t care.” No anger. No hatred. Just apathy.

I don’t know how I feel about this.

I’m relieved there was no emotional explosion.

But there’s also no conclusion.

I’m not going to get the help I need ever. It’s just still gonna be me and myself. Just me and myself trying to live as best we can.

[starryeyesmasc]

me when it’s the week before my period:

[psychicthepsychic-daily]

“I can’t believe you would lie to us about something so horrific!” Girlfriend’s going to lose her voice if she keeps up this yelling.

“I didn’t lie to you,” Psychic gives a humorless little chuckle, and whatever accusation Girlfriend was going to fling at him next dies in her throat. “You all assumed from the beginning that I was fine. I just didn’t tell you anything different.”

[fingertipsmp3]

Yesterday I was musing about how I haven’t really had a bad nightmare since I went on SSRIs and then I proceeded to have a full blown night terror

[iliveinprocrasti-nationn]

doctors are like “look out for symptoms” and im like “but which ones and how do i know they’re not caused by one of my other issues” and there’s no answer

[duckmumbo]

Can i mayhaps get something with post-s1-finale Lizzie?

Lizzie opened her eyes, glancing around in confusion. Where was she?

Something slid down her face, and she lifted her hand to it, wiping away a tear. Her confusion only grew as she stared at the tear on her finger, trying to figure out why it was there. The wind blew past her, pressing something against her back and she whirled around, barely catching sight of something purple on her back. 

“What the–” she whispered, grabbing at it and stretching it out. It had the same shape as an elytra, but instead of the familiar membrane, there were purple crystals dangling from it.

“How does that even work?” she asked out loud, tilting it and letting it catch the wind. She watched as the crystals immediately straightened out, settling into the familiar gliding pose of elytras. She glanced down at the stairs beneath her, and before she could second guess herself, she jumped off the ledge she was on and gilded down a few stairs, stumbling to a stop.

“Ok, that definitely should not work,” she said, abruptly realizing she was wearing what looked like armor made out of coral. She was about to take it off to look at it when someone crashed into her from behind, sending the both of them sprawling down a few more steps.

Whoever had built these stairs clearly did not think about making them comfortable to fall down. She’d have to let them know about that. 

“Lizzie!” The person shouted, scrambling off of her and pulling her up into a tight hug. Lizzie blinked, slowly patting them on the back. 

“There there?” She said, still very confused. She had the feeling that that, at least, wouldn’t be changing any time soon.

“It’s awful Lizzie, Mezalea’s mostly normal but the palace is cracked literally in half, all the other empires are all weird and everyone’s gone, and I couldn’t find you at first and the ocean’s gone and you said you can’t live without the ocean and I thought you were dead,” the person hugging her said, and Lizzie blinked. She didn’t have time to unpack all of that, so she just focused on the last part. Obviously, this person knew her somehow, so maybe they could help her figure out why she was here?

“Don’t worry,” she started, putting as much confidence into her voice as she could. “I’m not!” 

She really had a way with words.

“Yeah,” the person said, hugging her tighter. Honestly, all this hugging was starting to be a bit much. She pulled back a bit, relieved when they let go, though she felt their reluctance. 

She studied them, taking in the crown on their head, the green streak in their hair, their purple outfit and white gloves. They felt familiar, but Lizzie had absolutely no idea who they were.

“I’m just so glad you’re ok,” they said, and Lizzie nodded, smiling at them politely. This was apparently the wrong thing to do, judging by how their eyebrows furrowed and they took half a step forward.

“Lizzie?” They asked, and she opened her mouth to respond when they shifted their attention to something behind her, eyes widening as they reached out again, more desperately this time.

That was all the warning she had before something slammed into her for the second time in less than an hour.

Vote for Space Jammies Pearl in this poll and I will write you a 500 word drabble of your choosing

[gummidon]

(Some of) the sun and moon doodles I did over the course of like a week (help)