thinking about javier after the gang fell apart...
uhhh some thoughts below⬇️
what javier did between the events of rdr2 and rdr1 has always been in my mind. I just think he was an absolute mess. he wasn't coping with the fact that he not only lost the family he tried so desperately to hold onto, he also realized that he fucked up horrendously, and there's no going back to fix it and the guilt and regret eats at him like nothing else.
he really just. stops taking care of himself, I don't think he cuts his hair short yet but he lets it grow and doesn't care for it like he used to. he doesn't sleep, he never bathes, he drinks and cries when he's alone, he just wanders between cantinas in nuevo paraiso, hoping he stays under the radar of the government.
i like to think something happens that makes him snap out of it, whatever it might be. when he does, his hair is so matted he just ends up cutting it all off with his knife
like those 12 years are something I want to elaborate on bc it's still wild to me that rdr2 javier and rdr1 javier are the same person
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I forgot that fall out boy is the most comforting when you're feeling like a lonely loser
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🎶 Music WIP Whenever 🎶
Thank you for the tags @captastra @darkfire1177 @the-lastcall 💖💫
I don't have much for wips floating around rn BUT I do have something I was sketching around for funsies that could be fun to share
The way I get inspired by music can be a lil strange sometimes and I especially more often than not listen to songs that don't fit the vibe of what I'm working on at all 😭
Had a few songs come on while drawing last week that made me extra motivated to wanna work on Faith and Max Fallbrook/Scylla arcs again so I'll drop those
Last week I allowed ThemTM to be as unapologetically in love as they wanted and this week they're getting thrown back into their reconciliation stage!!! >:)
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dragon day ! some dragons (n dragonborn) from last night :]
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If by some miracle of modern medicine I menage to leave this depressive episode (or as kids call it "flop era"), I am making a vow that I will never, ever not in a milion years even attempt to date again, no matter what.
Do you know how much money I've given to doctors and therapists and pharmacies in the last six months? Do you know how much time I've wasted talking to doctors, going to doctors, crying to them?
I'm not going through this again. No one is going to convince me otherwise.
If you see me flirting or even showing interested in anyone just punch me in the face with all your might.
My bank account will be thankful.
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