#i have so MUCH TO SAAYYY

[cosmicdraghon]

Does anyone want to be my fav person by writing a hero Rangshi Au ?

[athenamikaelson]

Chapter 22 just had me screaming, rolling, "aw"ing and gave me butterflies, and I just have so much to saayyy!! I love how it just focused on every Mikaelson sib, bringing out deep parts of them, some deeper than others. Each wonderful part made me think so many different stuff that I wanted to share with you, so I thought I'd send you my thoughts in 2 parts; the first (this one) being about the sibs, and the other focusing on Nik and Elijah CUZ YOU JUST TRIGGERED SO MANY FEELINGS WITH THAT CHAPTER.

First, can I say that I loved every bit of her interaction with Finn? I watched this season when I was very young - I was like 11 or 12 years old, I think, and I never got to rewatch it, so I never just thought of Finn on a deep level. So, it just hit me how he was actually not the eldest - cuz of Freya - but he suddenly found himself the eldest when he lost his protector and playmate, his older sister. Knowing Mikael, he probably put a lot of responsibility on the boy... Or just ignored him entirely if he had reminded him of Freya. Then, more sibs kept coming, taking more of Finn's space... Meaning it just got "loud" (Mikael's abuse, Esther cheating, Elijah and Nik fighting over Tatia, Henrick's death, so many younger sibs to look out for but he couldn't protect them from anything really) 🥺💔 It must have hurt him so much to be daggered and shunned by his siblings, because he was the only one who actually knew and remembered when they used to be a healthy family before Freya was taken. Aaand I can see how he could still tell Reader "you're peculiar" when he sees her in New Orleans! It could just be their thing. I will die inside when both Finn and Sage died. Probably the way I should have felt when I first watched the episode, buuutt I was 12, so I didn't really feel anything to them.

Also, it really came to my attention how you wrote that Theo was chatting Rebekah's ear off, and she way just smiling at him, and I couldn't help but tell mysef that he probably reminded her of her baby Henrick. 🥺 I love that when Reader said "he probably has a tracker on me", Bekah went "girrrll, they probably both have trackers on you, your bro, your car and any potential car you might ever think of stealing" because Bekah knows how far they can go, and we know she knows. 😂 I love their bond and how natural their friendship is, Pukey can deny that all she wants, but their friendship is just so easy. But I can totally imagine Theo trying to hook Bekah up with Matt.

Kol, this chapter, was the polar opposite of Finn. But let's face it, he was obviously the nonchalant middle sibling back when they were human - Esther and Mikael had probably forgotten they even conceived him, so he felt he won at life (which he did). Having spent centuries making friends with witches and caring about magic to use against Lijah and Nik before he was daggered, was probably why he didn't know a thing about anxiety. I can understand how he and Theo might not like each other, because it so makes sense. Kol trying to kill Theo's boy, Jeremy, so Theo not liking Kol... That, I can totally understand. In addition to that, we have a saying in my dialect "A bean wouldn't get wet in their mouth" which refers to the inability of a person to keep a secret as in "oh, they spit secrets out so quickly and easily that a bean can be spit out just as fat so it wouldn't even get wet in their mouth". That was the only thing going through my mind as he told her what was supposed to be Elijah and Klaus' secret.

This brings me to my favourite brother, though! Not a Mikaelson brother, but a brother, nonetheless! The best brother, might I add? Theo, our diva queen, just glowed this chapter. I love how lrotective he is, and how his personality just showed. Our bro doesn't know how to back down even when Kol was up in his face. I adore how he only listens to two people: his boy, Jer, and his real mom, his older sister. He really reminds me of Molly from Alice in Wonderland. He just keeps waving an imaginary sword around, threatening everyone, but as soon as Pukey tells him to shoo, he shoos.

Now, let us discuss Pukey's older brother from another father and mother, Damon Salvatore! He is her brother, and I will stand by that to my last breath. As soon as I read-

"Pukey, we're leaving." Damon's tone was harsh, but something in his eyes made my heart tug.

-I instantly remembered the chorus of My Demons by Starset.

"We are one and the same

You take all of the pain away.

Save me if I become my demons."

He was sad and reckless and just wanted to leave, yet seeing how worn out she probably looked, he knew she wanted to leave just as much as he did. And even when he was acting stupid, he reached out to her. He's her brother - the uncle of any babies she might have with Nik and adopt with Elijah. He's simply her platonic soulmate.

STOP I LOVE THIS.

I’m so glad this chapter was able to bring so many thoughts and emotions out for you

Finn definitely deserved better!!!

[straycalamities]

WAIT i do in fact have a tflu lore question: nearing the end of its first run, it seemed as if camp entre was going to find SOME sort of safe haven community but the main issue being wondering if they could take entre into the community. i think swag was so insistent that disguising entre would work well enough, and i think we were last told that swag would've found out he was a carrier; NOT immune. i wanted to ask, was there any other plot beats that would've happened at this safe haven community? heck i remember theorizing with my now-ex girlfriend that the rocky/entre phoenix piece was entre's future disguise lol

OOOOOO... hmm let's see how much i wanna just Saayyy...

yes, they were talking about a safe community that they wanted to go to and they were gonna go there. yes, they were worried about them taking in entre and the infected ones in their group. yes, they try anyways. yes, swag finds out he's not fully immune, just asymptomatic and a carrier.

mm not a Lot of other things happen aside from those things being...uh...addressed :) (it goes poorly)

but! that community comes up again down the line......(vaguey mcvaguerson)

(the phoenix piece was actually based on something else. entre was supposed to have an epiphany of character development and would get another outfit change to signify it)

[carmenized-onions]

Howdy! I’m here to do the thing. Gotta be honest I was nervous that it would be too much but I trust that you will tell me to go away if it does. I have a Monday deadline!!

- We���re at the diner! Oh the callbacks.

- “You stopped being an EMT to take up the handyman shit, then?”

- Oh man, I didn’t realize that this was an assumption that was made by Syd that Tony corroborated. Could that mean it’s not true???? Ring the alarm I have a conspiracy. In my reread I realize this might not be true. Ahh unless??? Nah..UNLESS

- Hasn’t even poked at you for vanishing. Though you have a feeling it’s coming. If not from him, from someone.

- The foreshadowing is delicious. You’re so smart!!

- Richie and you both know that his hotfix handiwork has absolutely contributed to this penultimate mess you’re in now, but you’re both letting that go quietly for now. “You charge by hour or service?”

- I’ve been coming back to this a lot. This feels like such a management/owner question and it shows that although Richie isn’t a partial owner of the restaurant, he is 1000% fully locked in. He cares that his previous mistakes could cost The Bear more money when they are already in the hole with Uncle Jimmy. I dunno, it’s very special to me.

- The Tina/Tony beat is also so special to me!! I can’t even pick out a stand out line because it’s all stellar. Tony is shown that she is cared for and missed, like a “I missed you when you were gone” message anxiety brain dismisses all the nice things to hyper-fixate on the “you were gone” and enters in more self hate. Oh my heart.

- “Is Carmy fine?””I feel better””no the nickname” had me rolling! Top tier comedy gold.

- You nod down at the dish. “Do the thing.” I have to give you so much credit for the way you write food, I know you’ve mentioned that it is something you work really hard on, and it totally pays off. Go little rockstar.

- The care and attention that is put into the individual coffee orders. Ahhh there is so much love there!!

- “I know you’re a Michelin star fuckin’ big deal but like, me personally, I can’t name a thing I got perfect the first time I did it.” This is so special to me. I have tears in my eyes.

- “Your opening night was definitely a bummer from being in a freezer— But be honest with yourself, would you have let yourself have a good night if you weren’t in there?” READ HIM FOR FILTH TONY.

- “Ah, don’t worry ‘bout that, your brother already covered it.” VERY SNEAKY.

- Ah. There it is. For a Bear, she sure knows how to poke one. FANTASTIC WRITING.

- “You’re a real lifesaver.” It’s not Tony’s job to save everyone!!!! Grown people make their grown choices. I will die on this hill. Oh but it’s such a hard message to internalize. My poor heart.

HERE TO DO THE THING HAAAA GOT MEEE. You're never doing too much!! Holy shit that's another chapter!! we're both geniuses!! Anyways, let's JUMP IN doin a keep reading i forgor last time

I won't confirm or deny anything, but I will say, Tony does what she can to not lie. Sometimes she's sneaky. but she's genuinely in my opinion a canonically bad liar, so the only way she can do it is by omission. BUT WHOS TO SAAYYY, UNLESSSSS

Yes to everything abt Richie!! That mf is big on fixing his mistakes, it's absolutely one of my favourite traits about him. That bitch RIGHTS HIS WRONGS!! I wish so desperately he was given a portion of the ownership. Maybe season 4.... maybe.

I wish there were more times I could fit Tina/Tony in. I have in my own brain what their relationship was/is, and I think it's displayed very well in the small moments that they have together, but this one from chapter 2 where they really get to sit in it--- God I love em. I think it also in comparison to future chapters displays the way it takes Tony a second to find her groove again, not knowing how she slots in yet.

SO I HAVE TO ADD-- I don't know if you've read something to do, yet-- If you haven't, close your eyes. so I wrote that break the ice moment to directly mimic the is carmy fine misunderstanding, i really-- i loved so dearly mimicking their first interactions in that

OPEN YOUR EYES AGAIN. I'm so thankful the food writing is worth it. This brisket was based off of the pork brisket a friend made me, basically just like this-- fucking incredible, marone, my GOD. but every time i do michelin shit? I'm in hell. i'm sticking with le pavillion from now on, I can't handle thomas keller's bullshit.

It was fun for me as the writer to consider everyone's coffee orders, a lot of love from me for these characters!! I feel like they all fit p well. if they ever do a coffee run in the show and my orders aren't accurate bro. it's so OVER for me.

Tony fuckin' took Carmen to task, this chapter-- Which is so funny in retrospect. It makes perfect sense why she did-- but it just makes me think of like, if Tony watched someone else get fucking BLASTED in her place in Just Dropped--- BROO,,,, SHE WOULD'VE BEAT HIS ASSSS

I'M A LITTLE SNEAKKKYYY, I'M A LITTLE SNEAKY LITTLE BEAR POKING SNEAK!!!

And 100% very much so it aint Tony's fuckin responsibility, and I hope one day this saviour complex bitch will get that lesson. fingers crossed on the keyboard, truly.

[nibeul]

I love jjk because it allows me to be an absolute nerd

[siriuslysnuffles]

Birthday Boy

Here's a fic that was supposed to be published on Sirius' birthday (grad school is chaotic as finals approach).

Enjoy and let me know what you think!

***

(November 3, 1977)

Despite falling on a Thursday—the most unforgivable day of the week next to Wednesday—Sirius’s last birthday at Hogwarts was nothing but extraordinary, to no one’s surprise.

Of course, no Marauder birthday could pass without the entire castle having to acknowledge the holiday, if only because it inconvenienced them. And believe it when I say that the Marauders did not believe in nepotism when it came to mischief. To the displeasure of most of Gryffindor Tower (and the paintings surrounding the tower), they were awoken by the sound of the Gray Lady’s horrid off-tune singing.

“For he's a jollllllllllllly goooood feeeellow, and so saayyy all of us.”

“Awful, the lot of you” Lily uttered once they got far away from the portrait that she no longer had to hold her palms against her ears.

James pulled her close to his side, placing a kiss to her forehead. “That’s not a nice thing to say, cariad.”

She rolled her eyes at him, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips before turning to the birthday boy. “Did you know about this, Sirius?”

He batted his eyes at her innocently, “I had nothing to do with this.” He shared a grin with James, “Whose idea was it, Prongs?”

James paused in his strut to look toward where Remus and Peter were walking a few paces behind them. The pair seemed to be in a deep conversation about whether blood-flavored lollipops were made with real blood (the former believed that was ludicrous while the latter argued that made vampires seemed to be very fond of the treat). “Wormtail’s.”

“Brilliant,” Sirius grinned, letting his head fall back in laughter. He waited for the remaining Marauders to catch up and ruffled Peter’s mousy hair.

“Thanks, Wormtail.”

The smaller boy simultaneously blushed and glowed. “Well, there’s still a bit more.”

Lily’s voice carried from where she and James had continued making their way toward the Great Hall for breakfast. “How did you get the Fat Lady to agree to it anyways?”

“We told her it’d be a pity if no one got to hear her lovely voice.”

“Didn’t take much convincing after that,” Remus added. Sirius noted the usual look of mischief in his eyes and wondered how anyone could ever mistake his friend for anything other than a marauder, a troublemaker.

***

The moment they sat down at the Gryffindor table, Nearly Headless Nick approached them. Sirius resisted a grin as he began bellowing. Instead, Sirius bit into a piece of bacon as if a nearly headless ghost singing to him occurred every day.

“Forrrrrr he's a jolly good fellow,” the ghost screamed, startling the little ones at the table. “For he's a jolly good fellow,” Nick paused as if waiting for an applause, which James being the idiot he is, Sirius thought tenderly, obliged him. “And so say all of us / And so say all of us, and so say all of us / For he's a jolly good fellow, for he's a jolly good fellow / For he's a jolly good fellow.” He paused once more before concluding, “And so say all of us!”

“That was wonderful, Sir Nick,” Lily said through her place across from Remus. Sirius could see a handful of Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors cheering and, to his amusement, Professor Dumbledore applauding. He could swear he even saw the hint of a smile on the face of their headmistress.

“Well, Nick certainly does sing better than the Portrait of the Fat Lady.” Sirius admitted. Right when he was about to take a sip of his pumpkin juice, he saw something fly past him. Whispers started spreading as the inhabitants of the Great Hall turned to notice Peeves the Poltergeist heading toward the Slytherin table.

“Is this part of Sirius’ surprise?” Lily whispered, a hint of an edge to her voice.

“No,” James whispered back in confusion. His eyes meeting Remus’ for confirmation.

At that moment, Peeves dropped dungbombs in the direction of the seventh years. Sirius grinned as he saw the dungbombs hit Snape, Mulciber, and Avery.

“Best birthday ever,” Sirius roared.

“I heard they were rather rude to Peeves the other night,” Remus added, answering Lily’s previous question. “You’d think they’d know by now not to mess with a poltergeist.”

***

Sirius heard various ghosts the Marauders had bribed singing to him throughout the day. Some had stuck with the same song Sir Nicholas and the Fat Lady had sung while others had taken more creative liberties with the song. His favorite had been Moaning Myrtle’s rendition when he had stopped by the Prefect’s loo for a shower—courtesy of your best mate being HeadBoy—before dinner. Although, that had quickly turned into Myrtle bursting out into tears about how no one had ever sung to her on her birthday—not that she had one anymore, she was quick to add. That had made for an uncomfortable shower as he told her to bugger off.

However, his favorite part of the evening had finally arrived.

“A Sirius game of Quidditch,” he announced after arriving to the Quidditch field.

“How Sirius?” Lily asked with a small smirk.

“Very Sirius,” he responded.

“The rules, for new players,” he began.

“I wonder who he’s referring to,” Lily jested to James as she motioned to the other two Marauders to her right. James grinned at her, “No idea.”

“As I was saying,” he faux glared at them. “The rules for a Very Sirius Game of Quidditch ….”

As he got onto his borrowed broom, Sirius knew that being surrounded by the people he loved most in the world would always triumph any party or copious amount of alcohol. He smiled genuinely as he observed his friends, as he watched James trying to convince Peter to join his alliance after Lily proposed they should all-team up against James.

“I’ve been your mate for seven years,” he heard James argue.

Sirius flew off up to meet them, “Eh, I agree with Evans here. Four against Prongs sounds like an entertaining evening.”

“Gits,” James mumbled as he flew away from them.

“I mean, he is the birthday boy,” Lily shouted after him, tailing him with the bat firmly in her hands.

[gu-moo]

I wanted to draw more of your characters but I don't have time 😭

I really enjoy Uriels design! And I wanted to tell you how much of an inspiration you are for me! Your characters are what inspired me to make my characters! So thank you!

I hope you have a great day!

x'000 IM ONLY SEEING THIS NOWWW I DONT KNOW HOW LONG THIS HAS BEEN HEREEE XGUCCUTVJVGVGV YOU DREW HER SO P R E C I O U S AAAAAGGGGGGCUVVIYVGIB

cucgcguvvuti I dont know what to saayyy thoo :( ;´꒳`;): hhh im honestly honored to be an insperation hhhhggg

[morgombie]

This is for the mun! When Coni was here before, wasn't there some drama with him and a troll from his past? I remember there being something like that, but I can't remember :( I uses to ask about it back in the day.

yes! i dont know how much i can saayyy tbh?? cuz i changed quite a lot and am still figuring things out w him, but that was his ex-mate at the time--a blood blue with Anger Issues and Severe Paranoia. he wasnt part of the current plot and still isnt, but he had a significant impact on conius as a character bc of past issues

i dont normally talk abt plot stuff ooc, i usually like to let the characters convey their stories, but! this probably wont come up very often, and was already pretty established on my old blog, so i feel like its ok to talk abt it as a reminder!

i still have some REALLY old doodles from back then! here's one of em! (under the cut bc blood) but hopefully this rings some bells!

[pinkydude]

hey just wanted to say that your love and appreciation for mitch is honestly so amazing to see, just the care and love you put into this pairing and making it entirely your own for a character who didn't get a lot of lore in the original game is so refreshing. your enthusiasm for it is positively contagious, I can't talk for everyone but for me your blog is an every day reminder that oc x canon ships have so much potential and it inspires me to work on my own oc x canon ships more. you're doing amazing work with the mods but your creativity when it comes to your ship deserves equal praise. I hope you have an amazing day dude you're awesome ❤

??!!!! !!!!!! OooooOOoooh Anon I-

Just got on PC and this is ghuezhu 

The first thing I see today and deadass that made me cry UGZEUHUH UUEEEHHH Anon thanks you so much that means a looot to meeeeee uhgezuhu hghhgh I don’t know what to SAAYYY gooood hughue 

[angstxietyy]

🍪 / 🫐

🍪 Do you have any little gear?

For my petre, I have like 2 bags of cat ears, collars/chokers, and tails! I have a red fox tail, a rainbow fox tail I got at pride some years back & a lonngg black & blue striped cat tail! I have some glove paws too! They have glitter and they’re blue & black striped :•3!! I also have a bowtie and some hats in there!

🫐 Do you have a favorite little show/movie?

Mmmm I’d have to saayyy Ninjago/Legends of Chima are my favorite little shows! I used to fixate on them SO MUCH as an actual kid and now they’re a comfort!! Also Sonic!! I watched and played so much Sonic as a kid

[direocean]

Just My Luck - Chapter 5

Confession

Main Characters: Werewolf!Jacksepticeye, Hunter!Markiplier, Chica

Summary: Sean went to LA to visit friends and ended up staying at Mark’s house for the duration of the trip. He discovers something about Mark that he wished he had known before; and now he’s in a heap of trouble.

Pairing: None

Warnings: Strong Language, Blood, Character in Pain

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

It was 7 pm when Seàn got back and Tyler was already gone, but the second he entered the living room he was greeted with an overpowering stench of air-freshener.

“Holy fuck, what is that smell???” he coughed, pinching his sensitive nose.

Mark chuckled. “Ah, Tyler accidentally knocked over a bottle of air-freshener, it broke open and spilled everywhere.” he explained.

“Ugh, it’s so strong…”

“Yeah, I’ve been trying to get the smell out all day but nothing’s working.” Mark huffed. “I’m gonna have to get some professional cleaners in here to clean it up.”

“Ah, well, I’m just gonna sit in the kitchen then for now.”

Seàn went to the kitchen and stretched carefully, his movements still somewhat stiff. The bullet wound was mostly healed at this point, but still painful. He’d taken the bandages off already and there was no more risk of Chica smelling his blood.

Mark announced at 8 pm that he’d be hitting the sack early and so Seàn went to bed then as well. He took this as the perfect opportunity to get out to the reserve early. He didn’t want a repeat of last night. Seàn put on his jean jacket and tip-toed down the stairs. Mark wasn’t out and about so he could finally use the patio doors again, which was a million times better than scaling the wall out the window.

The living room still reeked of air-freshener but he pinched his nose and made his way to the patio doors. To his surprise, there was a chain and padlock on the doors.

“What the fuck?” he mumbled to himself.

“Where are you headed?” Mark’s voice came from a chair in a shadowed corner of the room.

Seàn jumped. “M-Mark?”

The lights came on. “Yes, Mark.” He said. “Where are you going? It’s getting dark out there.”

Seàn chuckled nervously. “Just out for a breath of fresh air before bed, y’know?”

“Really?” Mark paused. “How’s your throat been feeling since you choked on that bone yesterday?” he asked.

“P-Pardon me?”

“You heard me.” 

Seàn didn’t like Mark’s tone of voice.

“It’s been fine. Could… could you unlock this door?” Seàn asked.

“Now hold on, we haven’t really sat down and talked yet. Like, really talked. Come one, Seàn, sit down and let’s chat.”

Seàn was dead.

“I-I’d rather not.” Seàn said.

“Seàn. Sit.” Mark ordered, a menacing undertone to his voice.

Seàn hesitantly obeyed. He still had an hour and a half before transformation time.

“How’s your stomach been?” Mark asked.

“What?”

“I noticed you seemed a bit stiff today. Overworked those abs?”

“I… I think I must’ve slept in a weird position or something…” Seàn answered.

I’m fucking dead…

“You sure about that?” Mark asked. “I thought maybe you would’ve been injured by something. Saayyy… a silver bullet or something?”

Seàn remained silent and stared at the floor.

“Seàn, do you maybe have something to tell me?” Mark asked.

He panicked. Seàn leapt from his seat and scrambled through the kitchen and to the front door, but it was locked as well.

Mark chased after him and cornered him in the foyer with a gun pointed to his forehead.

“Okay, okay, okay!” Seàn cried, his hands up. “You’ve caught me, Mark. Okay?”

“Alright,” Mark said. “Now, let’s go sit down in the living room and try this again.” 

Seàn hesitantly began walking. Mark behind him with the gun the whole way.

They sat down and Mark kept the gun in his hand.

“Well, Seàn?” he said. “Do you have something to tell me?”

“Fine! Yes! I’m a fucking werewolf. Did you have to make me say it??? Seàn broke down into tears.

Mark put the gun down on the coffee table between them. “Yes, I did have to make you say it.” he said.

“Wh-what?” Seàn sniffed.

“That’s the best way to tell if someone has good intentions or not.” Mark said.

“Wh-what do you mean? Aren’t you going to shoot me?” Seàn hiccoughed, looking at the gun on the coffee table.

“No, Seàn, I’m not going to shoot you. You’re not a bad guy and you don’t deserve to be shot.”

“But… but I’m not a good guy… I almost killed someone last night!”

“Seàn. You don’t enjoy being a werewolf, do you?” Mark said.

Seàn shook his head, shaking and sobbing.

“You’ve never hurt anyone on purpose have you?”

“No! No, I would never!” 

“Exactly. You’re not a bad guy, I honestly don’t think you could be a bad guy if you wanted to. When you admitted to being a werewolf, you weren’t defensive, you weren’t even the least bit confident in it. You were sorrowful, and that tells me a lot about who you are as a person and as a werewolf.”

“R-really?” Seàn asked, his voice shaky and cracking.

Mark got up and went into the kitchen to brew some tea. He walked back into the living room with a steaming cup for the Irishman. He put it down in front of him and then reached under the coffee table to grab a small device that was releasing heavy doses of air-freshener into the air.

“Won’t be needing this anymore.” He said, turning it off and throwing it into the trash.

“You… you put that there on purpose?”

“Yeah, it was so you wouldn’t smell me when you came downstairs.”

“Huh… smart.” Seàn said.

“Now, drink the tea, it’ll help you calm down.” Mark said.

Seàn nodded and took the warm cup into his hands. Mark waited until Seàn finished. When he took the last sip it was a quarter to ten.

“Okay,” Mark began. “I’m no werewolf aficionado, but isn’t it… about that time?”

Seàn looked at his watch. “FUCK!” he shouted. “SHIT, I GOTTA GO!”

“Seàn! Calm down! I have a room in the basement designed just for this sort of thing! You can spend the night in there!”

“Really?” Seàn asked.

“Yes, really!”

“Oh… thank you…” Seàn said, calming down.

“No problemo.” Mark replied before getting up and leading Seàn down into the basement.

Seàn doubted Mark for a second when he saw the padded cell, but he pushed it to the back of his mind and decided to trust Mark. Besides, even if Mark did kill him, what did it matter? He would finally be put out of his misery.

“Don’t worry about making too much noise or breaking anything, it’s soundproof and practically indestructible.”

“Oh, okay… Thanks” Seàn said, entering the clean, white room.

“Alrighty, good night.” Mark said.

Seàn chuckled. “Good night.”

Good night? I haven’t had a ‘good night’ since I first turned. But he left that comment alone in his mind.

Mark closed the door and there was a loud ‘clunk’ sound as the heavy lock was put in place. He went upstairs and to his office where he logged on to his computer to watch Seàn through a security camera. He’d never actually seen a werewolf transformation before and his curiosity got the better of him.

He watched as Seàn sat down in the middle of the floor.

“Here we go again…” the Irishman muttered.There was a short silence before Seàn started taking deep breaths. His breaths became faster and shakier, and Mark suddenly found himself feeling nervous when he saw the terrified expression on his friend’s face. Was it really that bad if it happened every night?

Then suddenly, Seàn’s entire body tensed up and he flinched as a wave of pain hit him. It knocked him onto his side and Mark watched, horrified as the rest of the transformation took place. Seàn’s body began rearranging itself as he shrieked in pain. He screamed so loud that Mark could hear it through the walls.

After about 10 minutes or a lifetime, there was nothing but a panting mass of a beast lying in the middle of the floor. Five times larger than Mark or bigger, he couldn’t really tell. All he knew was that it… or rather, Seàn, was huge. He watched as Seàn shakily pulled himself up onto his feet, only to vomit blood everywhere, and not just a little bit.

After the whole ordeal Seàn simply began pacing around the room, occasionally whimpering, and Mark fell asleep in his desk chair.

~~~

[wu-does-art]

Dang wu! How have I missed so many of ur recent pics! XDXDXD ur art has improved so much since I started filling u! Proud of u mah dude! XD

aaaaahhh thank you !! i don’ know what to saayyy

[violetkatart]

when exactly did you injure your wrist? or is it a preexisting condition? sounds like it'd be straining to do art with if you aren't also ambidextrous/forcing your non dominant hand to learn to draw too

i refuse to even try to train my left hand considering its job in art on the keyboard already gives it enough strain dngjdsng-

id saayyy somewhere around 2015 to 2017? there wasnt a lot of tools for young artist to help prevent RSI's and the like back then, i also did a total of three 30 day challenges back then, two i believe were maybe a month apart from each-other? and i didnt really have much else to do back then, so combined all that, and it doesnt matter how young you are, that much work can do some damage 💔

im thankful that i caught on before i needed surgery, and family and friends have helped me find ways to manage it(compression gloves to wear when doing stuff like drawing/gaming, braces to keep my wrists in place on bad pain days), but unfortunately since its not full-on carpel tunnel or anything like that docs havent really had much to help me with other than tell me to take pain meds when it hurts. which is a no-shit-sherlock kinda advice

[esperanzagalaxy]

you know I've seen you use a lot of different traditional materials, what's your favorite thing to draw with and on? you seem to do well with all kinds of different things

  hi little friend!!! MAN you’re a CUTIE thank you for your words!!! and while i wouldn’t say it’s lot i can tell ya, that’s a very tough one, bc to me every method is fun and has hundreds of positive qualities in terms of result, experience, potential… so, okay, i’ll try to keep it short and saayyy thaaaaat i feel like i’m at my purest state when i work with inks! as in, fineliners and brush pens, and permanent markers!   it’s a combination that never fails me bc adding some grays or colors gives So much life to line drawings, and using markers is the BOMB. i’m very used to sketching with those things, so i feel like things come out, well, sketchy and lively and easily. since it’s a quick thing, it’s what (i think??) i’ve done most since i entered uni bc time, and that might just… be why i feel like it’s kinda one of my go-to/feels-like-home techniques now? like i Have been looking at my stuff lately and i feel Something when i see them. that’s probably a story for another time, tho! but here are some examples that make me go ‘’yup, that’s my shit’’ when i look at them:

[taylorgoddeswiftindia]

Its a love story baby just saayyy YES🌸🌸✨✨❤️ 10 years since Love Story! Wow! I still vaguely remember the days when this was the only song in my head all day all night! The song has grown so much since then! Taylor’s speech about love story, the way she sings it in each eras, it has beautifully changed over time and one thing has never changed, that one special place we all have in out hearts for this song. ❤️✨ . . . . . . . . #taylorswift #taylornation#reputationstadiumtour #taylornation #taylorswiftreputation #taylorgang #swiftiesforlife #1989era #mylove #mygoddess #joealwyn #joealwyntaylorswift #redera #joealwyn #joealwynupdates #taylorswift1989worldtour #taylorswiftnow #selenagomez #arianagrande #karliekloss #taylorswiftnow #taylorlurking https://www.instagram.com/p/BnoGoCgh3YO/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=3udrv5koykni

[mellowely]

Welp, thoughts I guess??

Seeing as this blog is pretty dead and stuff. I guess i’ll share some thoughts i’ve been having. If you get triggered easily I suggest you keep scrolling as some things may be a bit offensive to some. AANNDDD without any much else to saayyy, here goes my thoughts. I’ve been noticing quite a bit online. That little kids are having major like mental problems? I mean I understand some kids do have these problems. But its gotten sooo...idk...such a cliche’ thing? I used to see someone say they have depression and I would be like “oh shit, are you ok man?” but now it’s like..every single person I meet or post i see...everyone says they have depression. And that leaves me to question, Do they really have depression? Or are they just...depressed over something?? Don’t get me wrong its fine to be depressed or have depression, hell I get depressed here and there and have my own things I deal with. But honestly it makes me question if they are confusing their feelings and when they are simply just sad..they say they are depressed. Being sad and being depressed are two completely different things. Yes..both things have that dreaded feeling of not wanting to do anything and just wanting to sulk..but depression also isn’t just being sad..you lose your appetite, you end up wanting to do nothing at all all day long, not even want to take care of yourself in anyway. And you simply just don’t care anymore about much. You lose interest in things..and it doesn’t last for only an hour or two. It could be for the whole entire day. I myself deal with depression and I know when I feel sad..and when i’m depressed. literally sometimes I’m just like. “Why do I feel upset?” and i’ll just want to sleep all day and not do anything, later on its just  “oh shit..I’m depressed right now.” And then I do something to try to cope with that. Another thing i’ve noticed...is ALOT of kids believe they are fat. Listen, if you can’t walk 2 steps without feeling like you’re gonna pass the fuck out..sorry honey, but you’‘re not fat. and even then being fat isn’t a bad thing! Some people can be overweight and are completely fine and have nothing bad going on. Some are just bigger by genetics..but the point is I’m kinda tired of seeing kids, who literally aren’t fat, starving themselves...because they think they ARE fat. But they are NOT fat. And then..there the misconception of if you don’t eat..you lose weight..THAT’S NOT HOW THE BODY WORKS! If you don’t eat and you starve yourself your body ends up storing as much fat it can so that the next time it thinks you’re gonna be sort of food. It can use it for you to survive. So starving yourself is just making you gain MORE weight. It doesn’t work, and then what happens? Congratulations!!! You just gave yourself an eating disorder!!...yay. If you can’t tell the sarcasm in that...I was being sarcastic. Starving yourself doesn’t help. It makes it worse. I starved myself but not because I thought I was fat. At first, I did the right thing and ate smaller portions. But then it turned to be getting depressed, and then it turned to “hey..i’m fucking done with life, I hate it..i want to die” so I started starving myself..and guess what? Now i’m lactose intolerant, my body can’t breakdown lactose like it could before and I literally had horrible pain in my stomach as if i was being stabbed, Simply because I finally ate. I still, now struggle with eating not because I believe i’m over weight..but because I get so paranoid and scared about not being able to do certain things. If something has dairy in it? haha, forget that! Im basically dead. The point i’m trying to make heeree..is don’t starve yourself. Just eat healtheir and smaller portions than you usually do and that DOESN’T mean eat 1 thing all day. It means eat a smaller meal. You usually get 5 bowls of pasta? Get 2 instead. You still get enough to satisfy yourself. But not alot to gain alot of weight. Also exercise a bit! Honestly it helps. Takes awhile..but you won’t have all those problems! Another thing! (Yeah if you couldn’t tell..this gonna be pretty long) Anxiety! yeah. i’m calling this one out to. If you simply have a freak out moment ONE or TWO times. It doesn’t mean you have anxiety. I don’t have anxiety, i really don’t BUT i still get ANXIOUS in certain situations. Talking to someone I look up to? haha..i have a mini panic attack. Sending someone art I made for them? Or simply getting called on in class? I get anxious. But i don’t have anxiety. Maybe a tiny tiny bit of social anxiety but not anxiety. It’s normal to get scared facing new things but after awhile you grow to get used to it...anxiety..it doesn’t go away. You don’t get used to it. Soooo...If you are in situations where you think about something and dread over it for nights and days on end and skip school because you can’t face certian things. OR you simply can’t walk to the fridge withought thaving someone come with you. even if you KNOW theres nothign bad gonna happen and you’re safe...welp..i say you got anxiety. Now if you are diagnosed with all this stuff BY A PROFFESTIONAL! not some quiz online...then yeah..you have these things..but that doesn’t mean flaunt it out like its some awesome thing to have. Thats what gets me. when people brag about their problems like its some trophy..its not a trophy..and if you really have these things..you won’t be so open about talkign about it. Hell. I don’t even tell my parents about my eating disorder because i literally can’t tell them. Doesn’t mean they’re bad parents..it’s just something I got to deal with.

AND if you have any mental problem. Take baby steps. Try to talk to close friends and family and don’t do anything rash or stupid. Just take it slow at  a pace you can manage. That’s what i’m doing and i’m doing pretty good to be quite honest. You don’t have to let everyone know and you don’t have to do anything that might hurt you. Just talk about it with someone you trust and try to get some help. People care and are there for you and you don’t gotta be scared to let others know how you feel! And for those who have these problems because of bullies in the past (like me) This is what my dad told me and it honestly helps a bit. Though, I;m changing it a bit (XD since he was a bit to harsh with it) Those kids who call you names, or make fun of you, or simply just look at you the wrong way, Yeah their actions and words hurt. But at the end of the day, they don’t mean anything. You know your worth and you know you’re not what those people say! So why believe it? It’s not true, You may think its true. but its not. Don’t let their words eat at you because in the end you’re way better than them by a long run. Thier putting you down becuase its their own insecurities they have. They are bullying you becuase they see something in you that reminds you of them deep down inside. and yeah, they are gonna deny it if you confront them but that doesn’t mean its not true. Why believe them if they lie about you? At the end of the day their words don’t matter and the words of people who actually care and love you, those words do matter. Focus on those and ignore the hateful ones. Thats all my thoughts for now and I know people are probably gonna skip over this and honestly thats ok. I don’t really care. If you read this and it actually helps you out? Thats awesome! And like jacksepticeye says. PMA! (Positive Mental Attitude!) OwO. I really hope this helps some people ^w^ just try to stay positive despite all the negativity in the world.