#bro just wanted an escape

[itsriotmotherfuckers]

Sirius smokes. Remus sits outside to talk to him while he does it. James follows them out and blows bubbles just to hang out with them. Peter follows James out and watches the smoke and bubbles.

[fyllophobia]

cheep cheep

[mj-mcqueen]

onto the next activity!

[roseetube]

Been playing around with some aus!!! Magical girl aus are good for the soul!!! ALSO! ALSO!! IM ATTENDING NY COMIC CON ON SATURDAY!!! I swear if the 7 train isn't running, im gonna spontaneously combust!!!!!! And now it's time my mandated 100 tags (well 30, actually)

[swoo0zy]

imagine if westley rlly betrayed wander n sylvia n stayed in the hater empire jk jk unless

[sci-bax]

Yall ive drawn Starlo 15 times in the last 7 hours am i cooked

[spotaus]

Coda and Ichor! (Catacombtale Style!)

These two don't have a *ton* of interaction in the Main story, but since Ichor and Balance are the only two characters I've fully designed, Coda gets stuck next to him, haha!

BONUS art jumpscare:

These two actually exist in another project I'm working on too called Codex, which is basically just removing the UT aspects of Catacombtale and doing a lot more worldbuilding and character design!

Coda is older in Codex and is marked by an old God (which should get him jailed or killed, as it means for everyone else) but he hides it for years and years before he finally flees the complex he's living in to go confront the gods and stop their destructive path. Meanwhile Ichor is much the same, only he's much more ready and willing to help Coda without much prompting. Here he's also sort of a Koi Fish! (His brother is a Betta Fish)

[wisemins]

on a wonka note: willy wonka is autistic. literally no arguments to be made. i don't need to prove it. he is the proof.

[skitskatdacat63]

Ive talked about feeling conflicted about all the media around Luigi but oh my god...the pics from his arraignment.....why is he so damn photogenic!?

[puppppppppy]

[cosmicdenro]

the dst thoughts.

[ohmydais]

Realizing I have to write music in order to write a musical

[agirlnamednix]

Tumblr keeps feeding me lesbian posts and I'm not a lesbian. But I keep squealing and clicking the little heart because these posts fill my heart with such homosexual glee that I forget I'm training the algorithm to give me more of this delicious sapphic content. Pile my timeline with it. Please. It's so fuckin cute and hot and wait shit maybe I AM having a bisexual panic...

[landgraabbed]

first days in vvardenfell

[euelios]

well.

either something’s up and it’ll show soon enough

or i’ve been feeling like dirt for being a little bit subpar for years and years and years

and talking to adhd friends about it is incredibly soothing and validating, even though a huge part of me is like “uh oh! snowflakecore! ur letting their symptoms bleed over bc ur a malingering thief!” which—ouch. why would i make up being a spacey driver when i paid so much for lessons? why would i—want to be like this?

and to be fair, i’m not—debilitated. it’s not a world ending thing. i adore university. i know my bus route. i have a lanyard for all the cards i definitely haven’t lost. everyone gets bored at work and needs to go take a walk. so i can’t really explain why the “you’re doing ok!” line of chat upsets me so much. it’s supposed to be comforting!

but i cannot convey the extent to which i feel absolutely crushingly miserable for being just kind of not good at this. a little late to wash up. a bit disjointed when i’m trying to explain something. kind of lazy, kind of slow. but i’m trying my best and i swear i’m not trying to get out of anything! i’m trying to be better, im sorry. i don’t know why i’m like this either.

whenever my family tells me i’m not doing badly it’s like i know. but i feel like i’m doing bad. i don’t know why, but i’ve felt like this for years. i couldn’t tell you what more i could even do to feel better! it just sucks and so do i.

there has to be a time and place for… complaining, and i’ve been complaining nonstop. but like i said, either something’s up. or i have to face the fact that i’m regular and i basically took everyone’s criticism the wrong way my whole life. (there was so much Up with me that that was all i remembered??? how???)

either i have something to hang onto and pinpoint and address—even if it isn’t adhd—or. christ. or i accept that i’ve been looking for a diagnosis to pin my internal failings on. and keep trucking. (and i’m going to keep trucking regardless! no one’s getting rid of me! but the idea of just keeping on keeping on the way i feel right now? is really…… scary. afraid of the future. looking down the barrel of the rest of my life.)

i’m just… the product of so much love and work from so many people, and i’ve been ashamed for years that i have not a lot to show for it. i feel like there should be more. i want there to be more. i want to be better at living my life.

[whimsycore]

Identifying the white people you know are going to a problem before they can start shit is pivotal when you’re a black woman