#ill get through it

[thatnununguy]

It's only been a year, but you have grown so much.

[anawrites3]

Yesterday I've been hit 🤛🤛 with an idea for a scene where Renegade Dick does something wrong, like a really big really serious mistake and Slade obviously needs/wants to punish him for it.

The scene is basically Dick being scared shitless, just begging and pleading for his master to have mercy while Slade drags him off to a cell

It would be fun to write, it would be some sort of writing practice too BUT I DONT HAVE TIME TO WRITE IT

[winterwebz]

Huffs…chapter…3…huffs…(i say as if im written a lot) (send help)

[thimcaththree]

This penguin is the best representation I have to how stress hits me.

[piierrote]

I hate when drawing feels like im fighting for my life like i have a degree in this and im still like aough how do faces work again

[starchilddante]

Sometimes I just feel really sad and empty and broken and angry

So fucking angry

I wanna change the world and I wanna change the past but one of those things is impossible and sometimes I'm certain the other one is too.

Things are better, things are good, so why do I feel so afraid and depressed? Why do I want to cry and cry and cry and never stop? I hate that I can't exactly figure it out. I hate that depression and anxiety make you feel like a dumbass with feelings that make no sense.

[pine-needle-scuffle]

Having one of those 'everyone is mad at me' even tho I know that no one is Actually mad at me

[doscientasmph]

Just went a day without extreme knee pain

[heartsylayla]

i literally just redownloaded tumblr after years of not using it and it feels like im the main character of a tv series exploring their old traumatic but still pretty nostalgic home town with their friends who've never been there before

[space-woomy]

Geuss who scheduled a meeting I need to go to at the same time I have a class :)

[lotus-pear]

learning to love

[bongcipher]

last friday night

[xxplastic-cubexx]

personal happiness or what the fuck ever

bonus:

[tzarrz]

i listen to fog lake too much

[hinamie]

every so often i have to relearn how to draw yuuji or he starts fighting me

[mothwingwritings]

Zayne goes back to work the day after his birthday and everyone takes note of the pep he has in his step. The usually stern, down-to-business doctor has been grinning ear to ear since he stepped through the door, and all the patients, doctors, and nurses can't help but notice how vibrant he is. Zayne is positively beaming- his grim aura nonexistent through the brilliance he is currently exhibiting

Most people are confused by this sudden and aggressive shift in his demeanor, but chock it up to Zayne just being in a particularly nice mood after his trip. Whatever happened on his leave must have been truly wonderful for the doctor, and that happiness was contagious. The residents of the hospital can't help but be pleased that Asko's pride and joy finally seemed to get a moment of blissful respite.

Only Greyson and Yvonne exchange knowing looks, understanding the truth of the situation immediately. Hit with the realization of just how good his mini-vacation was (and how most of that was thanks to you), they can't help but tease their friend a bit, taking turns asking prodding questions, snickering when the only response he provides is clearing his throat and demanding they get back to work.

However it's up to Yvonne to break the news to Zayne, as it became apparent that while Greyson noticed it as well, he was too flustered by seeing it to say anything. Zayne probably thought he was being safe wearing that turtleneck under his lab coat, despite the fact that it was still far too hot aside for such attire. Unluckily for him the signs of your affection would not be so easily contained, and the large red and purple splotch the crept past the hem of his collar was not something that could be played off as a simple wound-the teeth marks made sure of that.

She had never seen Zayne turn quite so red as the moment she pulled him aside and told him, and for a moment she felt almost bad for telling him, wondering if maybe she should have let him figure it out on his own to save him from the awkwardness. However when she looked back on the man as she was departing, watching as he gingerly touched your mark, a roguish smile dancing on his lips as it no doubt made him reminisce about the moment he received it from you, that she realized his blush was not from embarrassment alone.