#i want hand written letters

[rainyyy-dayysss]

I want handwritten letters so bad

[frosted-woods]

listen listen it was just meant to be a quick drawing but my hand slipped a little and i spent waaaaay longer on it than i had planned so @stageturn here's another jon to your collection

wooo here's all stages versions cause i love saving them. also look i'm ALWAYS unsatisfied with any brush i try to sketch with but this time something clicked i had sooo much fun sketching this

[blue-bird-lamentation]

His 30th anniversary 😮

Reference:

I used an Alphonse Mucha piece as reference as i love his works and wanted to try to mimic the style. I still have a lot to learn 😅

[nobodieshero-main]

NOBODY MOVE I'M HAVING POSITIVE THOUGHTS ABOUT MORDRED AND ATLAS.

[sysig]

Last man standing (Patreon)

[remyfire]

Today's other fun game is called "Remy, if your hand is trembling just from lifting a quarter-full mug of water to your mouth, you might be pushing yourself a little hard."

Being disabled is a blast. I love when my daily to-do list is made up of five daily self-care/cleaning tasks and then the first complete draft of my resume, if I'm even able to accomplish that much. Who even needs to be able to do an average amount of tasks in a day as well as have energy for leisure? That sounds absolutely ridiculous.

I'm so tired.

[rainbowvamp]

oh fuck. wait. hold on. do we have a pacific rim dreamling au yet?? do we? because. fuck. fuck. we need one. listen, it's a fandom right of passage. we need a pacific rim au that we're all obsessed with. we deserve it.

[keeps-ache]

okay i'm out of evil mode. peace love and a little bit of still-tired on planet earth lol 🧃

[rainyyy-dayysss]

I don't need anything fancy this gesture are enough for me : when he tries to know me, when he read a whole book because l told him how much I liked that book, when he makes an effort to know the real me, who would love to know what type of person I am, how I think, how I feel, what kinds of books I read or what type of shows I watch what kinds of songs I listen to, who would tell me how my eyes shine when I talk about the things I like, who puts sticky notes here and there with cute messages on it because he know how much I treasure them, who would click pictures of me because he thinks I look pretty, when he didn't know how to bake but started taking baking classes because he found out how much I like pastries, who would listen to me whining about my life, when I feel like crying I can buries my face and cry into his arms while he hold me tight, when he started writing letters to me because once I told him how much I love handwritten letters, when he would give me flowers just to show his affection, when he wore black shirt because I once said how he looks good in black shirts, who would always protects me, a person who will not be embarrassed or ashamed of me, a person who would believes in me more than myself, a person whom I can say is my home.

[carcarrot]

well everyone now that sparkstember is over i can now devote my energy to being insane in other still sparks-related ways

[louquettes]

Don't worry about posting, just draw whatever you want.

If you can't think of something to draw, practice some skill you want to get better at (I like those posing sites with a timer, like reference.sketchdaily.net, but that's because I still struggle with bodies in perspective) or just draw your favorite character.

I love your art, but it's yours and you should have fun 💜

sobs and cries anon wtafdgjlh

[skhardwarevers1]

when he writes you an entire letter to provide closure (the closure is vaguely mentioning that he messed up a little in the middle of three pages just accusing you of being a manipulative lovebomber): 😨

[sangcreole]

i wanna do some fun in-character valentine’s day gifts but idk what.......

[themagical1sa]

Go write a love letter for him! Then you can give it on valentine's day! I think it's pretty obvious that you both like eachother, why not confess first?

🫂

Well, you see– [loud construction noises from the neighboring house making my speech incoherent /j]

[rabioa]

I absolutely LOVE writing emails. I feel so professional and cool and and eofkafkkakfkaa. Makes me feel productive ykyk? I get to THINK before I speak ykyk (something vv rare when it comes to me)

But phone calls are..... giskfjakkfka (derogatory)

Even if its with friends I get so stressed. Bc like I dont understand what you're saying in person most of the time, what makes you think a phone call will help that??? And its so awkward bc im all about gestures and stuff but then I cant do it and im just waving my hands in the air all alone????? And omg I hate Profesional calls the most bc I need to write stuff down while listening and I need understand what they're saying and if I gotta pull stuff up to answer to their stuff im 💀💀💀💀

But ig i survive all of those phone calls so its bearable 😭😭😭

If you vote please reblog.

[lizardho]

When I came out, I was SO scared I was gonna get disowned. I wrote a letter to my parents, sent it to their emails, put a physical copy on the counter, and left the house for a few hours to give them time. In that time I tried coffee for the first time, which was a dreadful idea, and got all jittery. I kept waiting for a text or something but nothing happened.

After a few hours, I didn’t hear back from them so I went home. My parents were home and had stacked a bunch of groceries on top of the letter without opening it. They said “hi” and I said “hi” and went down stairs to the basement. I held my dog and panicked about what to do. My sister, who knew that I had written them a letter of great importance, told me they hadn’t read it yet. She also told me she could ask them to do so. I consented to this and stayed in the basement. A few minutes later my dad knocked on the door and poked his soft smooth little nerd head in and said “hey buddy” and I started crying so hard I almost vomited. He came over and gave me a BIG hug and said that it was gonna be OK, he was OK with this, he knew it must have been hard but he was here for me. He told me he and my mom had already talked years before they had me about how if they had to pick between their faith and their child they’d pick their child. It was a very sweet moment. I came out to my mom later that evening and we were both bawling the whole time.

The day after I came out to my parents, I came out to my brother @inbabylontheywept at a Mexican restaurant and he took it like a champ. That evening my mom took me for a walk and looked almost angry - she said she wanted to make sure that I didn’t use being a woman as an excuse to not go to grad school. I told her I wouldn’t and she instantly looked relieved and happier.

My dad, on the other hand, seemed to struggle with it. He kept asking me if I had a boyfriend, and I told him I did not. He kept asking me if I wanted to go clothes shopping with him and I did not. He kept asking me if I would let him go to some of my shows, and I had NO idea what he was talking about.

Finally, 6 months after coming out, of awkward misgendering and questions that didn’t make sense from my dad, he excitedly pokes his soft smooth little nerd head into my bedroom again and says “I found a movie about Your People.” My people. I was absolutely bewildered, but he was so excited and I knew he had been trying SO hard so I watched it with him. It was The Birdcage, and it was amazing. It also was revelatory in that I finally realized why my initially-supportive father seemed to be having such a hard time with my pronouns and stuff - he didn’t know what the difference between trans and doing drag was. After the movie he again asked if I would invite him to one of my shows, and I said, “Hey dad, you know how about half the world is women?” And he said “yeah,” and I said “Well, see, I’m on that half now. I’m not doing drag.” And it was like a switch flipped in his brain. He was like “omg that’s so easy? I was so confused about what to call you when?”

Anyway, my parents are charming and my family has been so kind and patient with me, I like sharing the stories of my little wins with them.