#i cant study anymore

[rewh0re]

never come to me for study advice because why am I writing a fic before my make it or break it exam 😀

[mysecretboringlife]

im so mentally drained by school that the only think that im looking forward to is xmas holidays (when ill have to study every day and wont have time to rest)

extra: every day im closer to june when ill have to take several exams with the whole year's syllabus for 7 subjects that will determine whether i enter university or not and im fucking stressed

[moncuries]

older wolfstar mess

[holographings]

happy valentines day may all your love be monstrous and uncontainable

[xxplastic-cubexx]

cant stop thinkin bout charles and erik readin together on the couch but instead of reading with him charles is listening to eriks thoughts while he reads. Live mind commentary ……..

[skunkes]

reposting some old doodles i still enjoy a bit

[emrys-rusts]

Jonny sleebing in fucked up ways (very self indulgent) :)

I actually wanted to color this but maybe another time...I have other ideas I desperatly need to attend to, and this was supposed to be a simple anatomy study

I loved figuring out his entire beastliness, and Im especially satisfied with his mechanism. I imagine the lid is half grown into his body, as his chest struggles to heal around it. this creates quite a heavy strain. I started sketching this in a haze of sleep deprevation and gender envy (look at his body hair....ghwuahhh)

of course he also gets his wife, because his wife is my wife (I love you briahn...brihnn..)

[retracexcviii]

Sunday Moon

Hi there dear fellows and Luna lovers. Sunday arrived early.

Don't edit this drawing and don't post it anywhere.

This one is so precious to me. This artist knows ph and vnc and all the times they draw some character is like,,, I die. Latelly, I am a little obsess with Luna using the book of Vanitas.

The commission was made by @/heychikinan here on Tumblr, on Twitter and everywhere.

[itty-bitty-sunshine]

Love slowly but surely becoming the odd one out in my circle for not using chat gpt even though it would "make my life so much easier and i could spend less time revising stuff" /neg

[mugmegan]

Evil protagonist or something

[rewh0re]

did I just write a nanami fic cuz I was stressed for my exam tomorrow?????

[draculaswidow]

Romanticizing exam season (STEM edition)

Heavy textbooks, messy doodles on tables as you start overthinking your life again, discarded empty ink bottles, colored pens, messy markings on loose sheets, anatomy sketches, ink smudges on your hands, on your clothes, nervous pacing around your room as you try to memorize every part of the human body, physics formulae scribbled in walls, tables in a frenzy, dramatic scribbles of poetic epiphanies as you get lost in daydreams, dirty tea cups, bed half covered with books, making reading lists trying to romanticize what you will do after exams are over, dreams of a white coat, a perpetual haunting in your eyes, a longing for your dreams, permanent dark circles and hunched back, the blessing and curse of an academic hell

[ninjabelle]

Lemme talk about Cait and her grief for a sec because that I keep telling myself that you're different - but you're not line goes hard and I'll tell you why:

So grief, as someone Who Knows, is as much about identity as it is about that feeling of loss, anger, defeat, hopelessness SADNESS and allllll that because fundamentally the very basis of who you are is made up a big part of who you are with - add to that the complexities of a mother/child and mother/DAUGHTER relationship and you're almost guaranteed a recipe for disaster once that basis violently gets torn apart.

So it's not so much about Caitlyn saying that Vi didn't change, it's about her recognizing that she herself DID and that's why they're parting ways now- I'm putting that mildly tbh but it's part of why she's going off the rails, leaving Vi when they need eachother now more than ever but that feeling, and I know that feeling- it creeps up on you when everything is feeling and looking different, just off somehow because it's YOU who's changed because of the insane traumatic impact but maybe you don't realize yet cause its early days so you feel disappointed and irritated by everyone around you and the closer they are, or the closer they get the more alienated and distanced you become because your grief has you in a chokehold but you can't put a mirror to it yet when it's so raw to find that it comes from YOU and you alone and lashing out, even when it feels righteous and good in the moment is ultimately going to destroy more than you can possibly imagine... yeah.

So Cait's next line it's her blood in your veins is raw af and gives the whole exchange a deeper meaning BUT it's the thing she didn't say that gets to me the most.

I keep telling myself that you're different, but you're not.

I am.

Cait is, she's the one who changed and if Ambessa hadn't gotten her hooks in her I still think we would've seen Caitlyn spiral regardless because that's what grief does, it's ugly and I fucking LOVE, love love that we're seeing it in a show as big as arcane with a character as liked and as good as Caitlyn because we're all one devastation, one horror and one heartbreak away of becoming exactly that, and that's okay, because we need to see that kind of character development too.

And remember, it isn't all bad- grief really does change with time so I'm sure Cait also gets her 'redeeming moment' at some point but even if she didn't I'd still love her cause I get it, I've been there, and recognizing it in the middle of my tragic lesbian otp breakup scene made me feel so fucking seen you guys have no idea. 🩷

[francisabernathyforever]

how to not want to ACTUALLY KILL YOURSELF when you get a grade you dont expect lol haha

[welcometoteyvat]

tags: fluff(?); lyney x gender neutral reader; very vague spoilers for the motifs present in lyney’s story quest (no plot points spoiled)

there's a little bit of magic falling in love with lyney. every day he has a new trick to show you—a sprig of baby's breath miraculously tucked into your collar before you head out the door, an elegant watch magicked onto your wrist right before your disbelieving eyes. When you ask him what his secrets are, Lyney just laughs, like a bell in the light spring breeze, and kneels down to kiss your hand. "A magician has to keep some of his secrets, my love! After all, you already know a fair few of them." Oh, what a tease—just as silver tongued and charming as the first time you met. “Aw- please, Lyney, don’t you trust me with your truths?” You half smile and half pout, arranging your features into your best pleading expression, and you can see your great magician giving in. 

"Ah, alright," and he's tapping his chin in mock thought, eyes twinkling, "since you asked so nicely, I suppose I can show you a couple more tricks, as an apology for my insincerity." Lyney winks, his serious act dropping in a flash, and you laugh as he pulls you towards the plush velvet couch. After he’s sure you’re comfortable, Lyney grows serious again, and you know the real show has begun. He pulls chocolates out of prop cards, bouquets from his hat, and, at your request, promises to pluck the stars from the sky to decorate your dreams, as a reminder of his love. His breezy solemnity makes you laugh, but you wouldn’t doubt Lyney’s word. It’s so easy to love him, and almost as easy to believe his magician’s world of dazzling stunts and marvelous tricks. But underneath all his glamorous charm and beyond the brilliant light of his performances, the hand that holds yours is quite warm, quite solid, and quite real. So too is his quiet admiration when you talk excitedly about your passions, and his eagerness to learn about your world. When you're together, there are no facades obscuring his earnest fondness for you—it’s one of the few truths of Lyney’s life. He hasn’t yet told you many things, but you don’t seem to mind as much as he expected. Smart as you are, you’ve already guessed at some of his secrets, yet you still place in him all your faith, all of your affection. Someday, maybe he can also learn to give himself wholly—without reservation. After all, you are one of his unwavering truths, and him? He’s your fantastical, wondrous everyday magic.

[skunkes]

old drawings i found and enjoyed while looking for something else