#its obvs just a doodle rn

[alaskan-aurora]

guess who 🫣

[randomartsideblog]

I had so many loose doodles and papers I bought a new sketchbook to organize them in but Most of them are double-sided, so now I'm going through an entire planning phase trying to figure out how many pages I can sew on one page, and which drawings I cannot bear to damage with a sewing needle.

[lammydraws]

more Former God of Death AU stuff, ref sheets of sorts. (notes and infos below)

and doodles

it takes place before Narinder got the crown and became the Bishop of Death

so this is basically pre pre canon back when there were still a few more gods in the land of the old faith Mercy is the god of death and has Isabella as her apprentice Isabella is a mortal, but eager to learn, by this time ascended gods have proven themselves to be accepted as equal to born gods, but the likes of Shamura and Kallamar bring some interesting concepts to the table. before most gods just existed in harmony with nature and people, there were some who were more power hungry and inclined to harness the power of devotion and a following as well as by fighting and absorbing powers of other god like creatures. When Shamura informs Mercy of a born god (Narinder) they see more fitting to be Mercy's apprentice it should have been the order to prefer a god over a mortal, but Mercy instead opts to take both as apprentices. the reason why she took an apprentice is because she kinda plans to "retire" aka pass on her crown not sure if she's just tired of dealing with the many tragedies that tend to come with death (although she's very compassionate and empathetic) or some of the recent developments with more and more conflicts and fighting mainly between gods but it obvs also affects mortals - they kinda die and stuff :v especially if conflicts cause natural disasters and whatnot she has a good relationship with Shamura but also sees their desire for war and power which she cannot really support bella is mercy's first apprentice and they have a good relationship. mercy likes her, loves her as if she were her own child. Mercy refuses to dismiss Isabella as her apprentice when Narinder comes along even tho she knows that only one can have the crown and the favor is definitely stacked towards Narinder. Bella knows that too, but she's really determined and hard working, but also never unhelpful or unkind to narinder.

sorry its messy, i have no energy to format this rn. maybe i come back to it and edit it ,_,

[taegularities]

RIDDD 🎀🖇🩵

are you truly feeling better? ;-; a migraine is the last thing i'd wish upon anyone among list of terrible headaches, bcs i used to have cluster headaches— so i can only guess what's a whole migraine must be like ; please take care of yourself, and rest well :(

i don't know if it would be insensitive to drop the following long message here rn, but you obv have the liberty to ignore it till you feel better or as you wish. this is your domain, after all. love you.

"RUINED" : RAMBLE.

i had to drop the headcanons that's been eating up my mind bc the other day while i was taking my mock tests, my mind kept drifting off to the couple. lol. so here's a list of headcanons i had as a reader, from all the different bits of the story and the things you told us. hehe. these are mostly 'soft moments' as asked by you in that ask ( i wish i could drop the reference links, but i'm on my phone so it's hard to operate dually. however, i shall say which parts inspired what brainrot : they're from your works )

RUINED : BRAINROTS.

inspo : a!oc is the type of person who knows what she wants, her saying : two years of marriage and i still put up with the way you put the toilet paper the wrong way around. lol. her being very organized too bc she doesn't want work to pile up and focuses on her tasks in office. both of thm loving to sing

if she loves her things organized, i can see— during the beginning of their dating life, tae'd come over on a random weekend, only to find a!oc cleaning up, in her most natural state, and the mundane aspect of it would melt him. why? bcos he's the been there, done that sort of person, but not when it comes to these things. the domesticity, i mean. hehe.

also, the fact that she trusted him enough to show that side of her? :') the only reason she wouldn't stress about her look is bc she's adorably engrossed in her work and NEEDS IT DONE AND HE SAW HER IN OTHER STATES TOO 🫠

HELLO, RID. CAN YOU SEE HIM ENTERING HOME TO HER ONE DAY AND A!OC MOUTHING THE LYRICS OF A LOVE SONG TO TAE WHILE DOING MUNDANE THINGS WHILE THE MUSIC PLAYS IN THE BG?

AFTER THAT THEY COMPOSED THEIR OWN SONG OR SMTH IDK U TELL, RID!

inspo : a!oc being adorable-oc in general. her eyes having the purity even in the lewdest moments, her general love and admiration for him, original ruin you devil tango on the phone drabble 😮‍💨 a!oc loving to draw, tae in general loosing his composure around her lol

this one is loosely based on what my friend did once. so we were in a fb video call and she just randomly made a quick sketch of me on doodle. it was beautiful. 😔

since we are talking soft moments mostly, i can literally see him trying to sexually rizz her up on some video call— imagine him going like 'are you touching yourself?' or smth bc her hands are busy 🤣 but homegirl, who misses him sm and can be an adorable vixen, leads him on— only to send a quicksketch of him so beautifully done ( with artist-oc : a!oc touch 🥹 )....and can you imagine his reaction? always 'interpreting him anew' x 'you are an artist to me, okay?'

SORRY! I DON'T REMEMBER THE LINES VERBATIM!

inspo : basically, tae's protectiveness towards her, a!oc not liking to depend on people, her caring about his demons and wanting to fight his battles and these intially clashing, smex that melts you. tae : i cried, she crode. we s-crewed. ( no, rid. you never wrote that but its just a lil meme ref 😭 ) old tae and his demons.

this one is also from initial years. i think if she were to ever get injured in any way or had a scar—however minor, he'd still spend hours on those spot/s, kissing & hating himself for not being there when it happened. also, i think if she didn't tell him about such a thing/things bc it's not an issue to her, because he had sm going on according to her and didn't wanna pile on— he'd be upset. can see her making jokes about it since it's nothing to her, and him glaring at her with swimming red eyes ( just like the wedding drabble where he threatened her to never leave him ), and making similar threats to his favorite girl ( mid-lovemaking ) ☹️

you often write that before meeting her, tae's biggest flex in bed was composure. so i can literally see him shortcircuting (even during the roughest rounds), hearing her say the most loving things and her unadultered affection. the holds only bared by his urge to take care of her first like you always say.

also, i think when he first introduced her to his world of ruined tango, he was more concerned about her, than a!oc herself. can see him internally worrying, but she is the type to want it harder and more, anyway, to his constant surprise 😂 no, but seriously. suppose it's waxplay, and he knows what he's doing bc he's a pro, but it's still his a!oc 😭 no matter how much lust and control is swarming around them, his need to smear his affection on/inside her is REAL! ever love someone so much that even being balls deep in them isn't enough bc you wanna consume them whole??? and merge with their soul and being??? that's them, and it was novel for him. right?

and you said he kinda likes giving away control more now? why can i see a!oc, simply like a mini-him in some ways, just loving on every nook and crany of his being, when she first took over charge? 🥹 she must have had sm love to give him 🥹 i mean, in the past giving away control would be all about pleasure, but i think when he gave her that role for the first time, he wasn't expecting getting LOVED ON. CAN U HEAR HER WHISPERING PROMISES AND COMPLIMENTS IN THE PUREST WAYS? ( yk how she said, "well, it's true. i want it' about his 🐓 in such a harmless way? 🫠 ) whole lotsa crying, right? ....right?......RIGHT? 😭 bc it's never enough. not until they breathe. the other. in. AAAAA-

inspo : random ig reel, lol. this girl asked her bf, if her soul were to get switched with her bestfriend's, who would he pick. homeboy replied : i will take you to an exorcist 😂

imagine somebody asking her that question, but the other way around and in tae's presence— can see him tensing up bc hello, ry!jk wassup 🤩🚨 but a!oc will also pull up a "will take him to an exorcist" answer and set his demons free 🕊🕊🕊

inspo : papa!tae and mama-a!oc.

sometimes, i assume their first born is a son, then i settle for a daughter. or maybe an older brother to a lil sister. anyway, daughter is a mini a!oc. teenie tinie version of her 🤏🏻🥹 and he looks like such a girl dad at times, too.

to me—the babygirl has a!oc's eyes, his nose, and a pair of both of their lips combined, but also her father's fullness. why her mama's eyes?

BC DOUBLE HER, DOUBLE THE PEACE IN TAE'S LIFE.

imagine her wrapping that tiny chubby soft hand around his wedding ring instead of the pinky/thumb/index 🫠 he'd definitely be like : both of you women are gonna be the end of me :))))))))))))))))))))

little monet family. 🎐

it's so late at night. i resign 😮‍💨 please, recitfy me as you wish. also i forgot a lot of them, so pardon me 🫂 i couldn't articulate properly. had so much to write and tell but 🕸🕸🕸 love you, rid. thank you.

HI LOVE 🥺 i was feeling better last night and most of today haha but now the headache's coming back :')))) just why :'') it's a pretty horrible pain, but welp. and no worries babe, this isn't insensitive at all??? in fact, this is so fkn sweet?? 😭

yes, she def seems like someone who has her act together. as an office assistant, she's used to working neatly and diligently, so she'd be scolding tae for little things for sure hahaha :') ahhh the domesticity would shoot an arrow into his heart. he's never experienced such a love, you know? so to know somebody's here and his home… must affect him for sure :( they're both kind of an anchor to the other, and prove each other time and time again that they're able to show their true side. NAWH THEIR OWN LOVE SONG THO YES PLS.

the purity even in the filhiest moments is so fucking real. i don't remember if i actually mentioned that, but yes??? she's an angel, so there's some innocence in her eyes no matter what. NOT YOU USING MY QUOTES AGAINST ME IN A SKETCH SITUATION 😭 omg the confession.. you are an artist to me :') she would she would she would!!!

oh, he'd lose his shit if he saw an injury on her :( i remember my ex once crying and rushing to the hospital when i fell in the shower, and i had a lil scar on my chin (still do), and i think tae would feel similar? shedding tears and inspecting her wound and just everything :( he loves his baby and wants not a single scratch on her

omg ofc, he'd never be able to keep his chill with her hahaha no touch is ever enough. needs her melted with him <3

"i think when he gave her that role for the first time, he wasn't expecting getting LOVED ON" BABE YESS!!! 😭 maybe that's why he's so comfortable with her, too, even if he gives away control. he knows she knows what she's doing. also omg the exorcism one 😂 they're both witty so 100%.

hahaha honestly, i can't remember what i said about their firstborn or if i said anything at all, but yeah honestly both is possible!!! a boy whom he loves teaching life, or a girl who he adores with all his heart.. would definitely destroy him, along with oc hahaha that's a bit too much for his lil (big) heart :') little monet family 🥺

i hope you slept well!!! thank you so much for typing this all out??? i can't believe somebody's ready to do this for me or is invested enough in one of my stories to come up with such wholesome and long ass headcanons??? i love you fr 😭 i'm always here if you remember the others. thank you <3

[drifloonz]

💜hai! i'm wispy among other names.

🪀he/they primarily. | am 18 babey !! | pokemon has been my special interest since i was small. im autistic but rlly what pokemon fan isnt /hj.

my requests aren't closed but do understand i dont reply to them that often bc i have executive dysfunction. i do see them and plan to. eventually hopefully, but don't expect anything 100%

Im Really Autistic about Steven. my interpretation is very personal to me. obviously i write headcanons and x readers and he mostly draws from canon or canon implications, but do understand he is very personal to me.

he helped me thru a lot of bad times and i selfship w him etc etc but i am here to give people Food and things to chew on w him ... and sometimes other characters.

character masterlist | im updating this later probably with things like rules or boundaries but basically don't be a freak or a pr/shitter.

canon pokemon characters that arent like idk red/blue/rosa/the protags bc theyre easy to write, etc Are harder for me to write but i can write anything and anyone if i lock in enough.

i write things for pokemon/pokepasta! all headcanons and writing posts where the reader is inserted are gender-neutral by default unless said otherwise.

hello! this is my pokemon/pokepasta ( mainly pokepasta bc im fixated rn ) sideblog where i may write and draw. feel free to send requests ( mainly for writing i do not draw shit for free unless i rlly feel like it but u can still try ig ) . i looove steven strangled red he is my bbygirl. glitchy red as well. the sillies. mostly, the hyplull interps of them. i can and will write things up for them ( imagines, x readers possibly bc i am a little fruity, and gay, among other things! just ask . ) .

this also extends to the other hyplull characters just to a lesser degree . i may read up on it / actually watch the associated game if i get requests 4 the others i know less abt ( eg lost silver ) lol . i may be able to write for the ones i know less abt but it may take me a while cuz' i'll have to read up on them! i know the basic Gists abt most of them tho.

🕯 writing will be under #wispy-writes and art will be under #wispy-doodles . textposts r just wispy chatters as seen From this post. this is mostly for my own future reference lol.

🎠 please please pleaaase send me requests or questions or headcanons in my askbox i wont bite ( i will )

i will sometimes reblog those posts tht r like "send an ask in for the blog owner to answer a specific question" . as long as you link the post ( if its far back ) i Will answer those bc i love those. mostly will reblog writing and character based ones :3

i can and will write nsfw but only for characters that are over 18, obviously . ( mainly steven. and glitchy. and red ( the older version in like alola, obv ). bc im biased for those 3 particularly. steven/glitchy being based on the hyplull mod where They are 18/over. i won't write for nsfw of red or steven in timeperiods where they're implied or canonically underage, like steven before the accident or red during his og journey or on mt silver or w/e ). i'll probably block minors who int with the posts so apologies in advance for that. these will be tagged properly and have the mature content thingy on

i don't like the concept of y/nderes bc they're a demonization and hyperbolization of bpd, which i have, but i like writing possessiveness and other traits that those 'interpretations' have, which is similar but without the hyperbolization and gross fetishization or murder ( usually ) . so just say like. possessive / easily jealous [ character ] instead of y/ndere Please.

ok thank you :] plz have fun.

[ also ofc, prosh/tters, t/rfs, bigots, etc, dni! ]

[jaderoxytism]

ive never ran anything other than a personal private blog so this is new i just have jaderoxy brain rot rn and i get bored at work and really like drawing girls sooooooooooooooooo

im shay or whatever it ends up being later when i feel like something new

19 years of damnation on this earth

i dont care about gender theres nothing in here this bitch empty so i guess just whatever for pronouns

and obvs if ur gross and weird and a douche then i cant stop u from looking i guess but know that i hope ypu shrivel and rot and not even the maggots that eat you will think you are of any worth at all

uhmmmmm i might also draw fefnep bc i rlly like them too and i also might not draw a whole lot at all im very inconsistent and not very motivated

and i dont really think this blog will get anywhere anyway its mostly just so i can have somewhere to post doodles when one occasionally looks good

and also bluhbluhbluhhhh maid of void sure thats relevant

[akirameta84]

just rough and very quick practicing

obv not got anatomy too great but its getting better eheh

if i ever finish this (which i prolly wont and will leave as a quick practice doodle lol) i need to fix that one leg but i cant be assed rn

[hadtochangemyurlquick]

So I wrote this long ass multichapter for my secret santa and to this day i have never finished anything with multiple chapters so anyway here’s a one shot, merry christmas to @thecrimsonknight, thank you so much to @swanhedassecretsanta for doing this. I hope everyone is staying safe rn and if you’re bored and need something to tide you over here you go.

Light

I promise I'll do better. I will soften every edge, Hold the world to its best. I promise I'll do better.

Madi hadn’t been afraid, not really, until she saw Clarke’s face that night.

Canon divergent (obvs at 307, but plot wise) season 5

Madi wakes up like a clap of thunder, her heart pounding out of her chest. There’s an iron taste on her tongue and her throat feels clogged. Her cheeks are cold and when she rubs them they’re wet. She hears footsteps in the main room and pauses, gripping her blankets, her fists white. She wishes she still had her knife.

She takes a deep and pushes up from her bed, pausing before stepping onto the cold wood floor and slipping across to her door, always opened a crack. She peeks through, Clarke is walking over two mugs to the sitting area. They have a few candles lit, and Madi opens her door a little wider. Clarke hands the mug to the woman on the couch, running a hand over the woman’s back once as she does, and slipping next to her.

“How are you feeling?”

The woman takes a long sip of her drink, it’s probably tea, it looks warm the way her boney fingers are wrapped around it, “Fine,” she answers at last, her voice a hoarse rasp.

“You should be resting, I know it’s hard to sleep but -“

The woman closes her eyes, “I’m okay Clarke.”

Clarke takes a long sip of her own tea, “Madi and my mom are both home.” There’s a long silence as Clarke and Madi wait for the woman to respond, she doesn’t and Clarke sighs. “Why did you come Lexa?”

Lexa’s focused on some spot on the wall, Clarke stares into her mug, Madi opens the door a crack wider. Lexa’s fingers unwrap from the mug like they’re made of wood, and reach across, creaking the whole way, and wrap themselves around Clarke’s. Clarke stares down at it, like she doesn’t know how to hold hands with someone who’s not her mother or Madi. Lexa is still staring at the wall.

Then this crazy thing happens, this really insane thing, that Madi wouldn’t believe if she weren’t seeing it with her own eyes, Clarke lightens, she just - she lightens. She doesn’t quite smile, Madi doesn’t think she can really anymore, but she just, she looks at Lexa like someone is finally - finally - holding the world with her.

Clarke turns her hand over, squeezing it, before letting go and achingly slow, achingly careful, brushing a lock of hair behind Lexa’s ear. Lexa still flinches when Clarke’s fingers brush her ear, but Clarke remains sure, cupping Lexa’s cheek to turn her head to face her.

“I’m so glad you’re here Lexa,” Clarke whispers, like it’s a secret. Lexa closes her eyes, like she can’t bear to look at Clarke without getting blinded. Clarke moves a little closer, and closer again, and closer a third time, their foreheads inches apart. Madi’s eyes widen, Clarke’s nose nudges Lexa’s, their lips still not touching until Lexa brushes them. It’s gentle ever so gentle, but they brush and Clarke looks like she can breathe for the first time ever.

Clarke pulls away, shining, exuding warmth, Lexa looks like she can barely take it all in, like she’s jogging to keep it up, “You should stay,” Clarke says. “Have breakfast with my mom and Madi.”

Lexa is silent, she stares at a point behind Clarke’s head. Clarke takes her hands, squeezing it, and Lexa opens her mouth a couple times, swallowing, “The child?” She finally sounds out, her eyes refocusing on Clarke.

“My child,” Clarke emphasizes. She pauses, “We’re a package deal, you know.”

Lexa swallows again, she takes in air like one might before they leap into water, “You always had strings attached.” She says in one breath, Clarke’s brow furrows, “Murders, tyrants, now a teenager.” Lexa closes her eyes again, “Worse.”

Clarke squints, “What happened to mocking is not the product of the strong mind?”

Lexa puts her mug down, shifting so her head rests on Clarke’s shoulder, “‘M not one being mocked.”

Clarke puts her own mug down, wrapping an arm around Lexa to hold her close, “Oh I see, the rules don’t apply to you. And you call my people the tyrants?” Lexa nods, slow and sort of sleepy, Clarke seems to agree, “Hey now, can’t sleep here. Let me get you to a bed.”

“I love you.”

Clarke pauses, Madi holds her breath, “You still can’t sleep here. It’ll be better for your ribs in a bed, okay?” Madi sighs but Lexa doesn’t seem disappointed, she lets herself be picked up, walked to Clarke’s room. Madi goes back to bed and stares at the ceiling.  

Her mother taught her how to throw a knife, her father a spear. One time she remembers her mother backhanding her when Madi threatened her with a knife. She didn’t remember her father ever being quite kind either. Clarke had always been a sort of kind, with a sort of tired, worn out, threadbare love. Like a hand-me-down baby blanket. Clarke never had the chance to be soft. She tried, Madi always appreciated that, but Madi wasn’t soft herself. She never tried to be. Clarke was good, and Madi always got the sense, looking back on her parents, that they weren’t. It hurt more than the backhand when Clarke pushed the button on that remote. Madi wonders if Clarke would’ve pressed it if Lexa had been with them those six years.

She thinks maybe then Clarke’s love would’ve been less desperate, less hanging by a string, more tangible and strong, less - heavy, less weighed down fraying the already thin string. She still thinks about Clarke’s face when Echo told her the truth after Echo woke up tied to the chair, that open mouthed outright pain, when her string finally broke, when nothing supported her and she was free falling. The fear.

“She lived.”

Madi hadn’t been afraid, not really, until she saw Clarke’s face that night.

Echo still comes around some, none of the others do. Monty and Harper are off in Polis trying to farm and heal the land around them. Raven and Bellamy avoid the place like the plague, and Murphy and Emori are off somewhere licking their wounds. Echo doesn’t say much when she does, brings a meal like she doesn’t think Clarke can take care of herself, or Madi can’t take care of Clarke, looks around at the decorations, the walls littered in Clarke’s sketches and Madi’s doodles, offers to fix some wobbly table leg, and leaves when Clarke politely makes excuses. Madi had decided a few months ago that Octavia was still her favorite, but that it was just too bad Octavia died in the dark year. She never told Clarke.

In the morning Lexa sits quietly on one of the kitchen chairs, her hands folded in her lap as Clarke moves around the kitchen. Sometimes she looks up at her, follows her with her eyes, like she can’t believe her luck, other times she counts the scratches at the table. She doesn’t greet Madi when Madi sits down and Clarke doesn’t either except to ruffle her hair and kiss her forehead.

Lexa swallows a few times, “Yu raun wochgeda?” Are you in school?

Clarke stiffens but doesn’t answer for Madi so Madi straightens, “Nou wochgeda raun hir.” There isn’t a school around here.

Lexa frowns, “Hanch - hanch goufa kamp raun hir?” How many children are around here?

Madi shrugs. “Ba ai get in ha fish raun, splash raun, fis op, en jomp in. Klark don tich ai op.” But I know how to fish, swim, heal, and fight. Clarke taught me.

Lexa coughs, aggressively. Clarke hovers like she wants to do something but doesn’t quite know what, maybe get her water but they haven’t -

The coughs die down, Lexa swallows and when she talks it’s hoarser than ever, “Taim klark don tich yu op fish raun, splash raun, o jomp in, yu nou get in ha.” If Clarke taught you to fish, swim, or fight, you don’t know how to.

Clarke rolls her eyes, “Shof op, branwoda.” Shut up, idiot.

Madi looks between the two of them, sees that lightness. Her own body lifts, like it’s out of her body and she watches the three of them. They look - not happy but - okay? Like the world won’t collapse. Like they’ll survive if it does.

[fluffyheretic]

its the next day so i figure i'll give an update

first of all thank you everyone who reblogged and especially everyone who gave anything. ive gotten $40 which like, hey, I honestly wasn't getting my hopes up to get anything at all so I really appreciate it

like i said i went and got a new laptop but it cost me almost everything i had so again, even just considering that alone donations are super helpful rn

as im writing this a roto-router guy is here figuring out our plumbing. im listening to him tell my mom about how one of our toilets is pretty old (its 16 years old and apparently 8-13 years is typical for a toilet) he says its not too bad right now but i guess it's a possibility that we're gonna have to buy a new one soon. the pitch in the angle of our piping is also bad so we need someone ELSE to come fix it for us. he also hasn't hit us with the bill yet but you know when they dont just tell you over the phone then it's gonna be bad lmao

and obv i still need to bring my car to the shop whenever i can find the money. eventually. it's luckily still driveable but it feels like it could very quickly and easily become Not driveable (it can be a little scary to not be able to steer well lmao) which would screw me over badly so the sooner i can get it looked at the better. the last time i brought it in for this same problem i cost me literally my entire stimulus so needless to say i'm not looking forward to it

because i just got a new laptop i'm gonna have to reinstall my tablet drivers (and a bunch of other stuff too) and i have so much going on right now it's difficult to find the time/energy. so just as a reminder i'm still planning to draw doodles in exchange for donations, i just can't right this minute but they will come

hey I really hate to do this but everything has gone wrong all at once

yesterday all the plumbing in the house busted. we can’t use any of the toilets or the shower. if you’ve been keeping up with me you might remember that just a few months ago my toilet broke badly (took multiple weeks to fix) and just a few months before that all the plumbing was broken too. our plumber is dumbfounded as to why this is happening to us. no one, not even the professionals, can figure it out. we might have to just straight up replace all the pipes. I don’t know yet how much that’s gonna cost us but it sounds like a lot

also today my laptops enter keys stopped working completely. yes, both of them. as you might imagine it’s really difficult to do anything when you can’t press enter. so I need a new laptop a lot more urgently than I thought. I use my laptop for pretty much literally everything that I do, I’m lost without one so I need one desperately

my cars steering wheel is acting up. It refuses to turn properly. I’ve already brought it into the shop and paid a ton of money once and it’s already doing the same thing again. I can keep driving it at least for now but god knows how safe it is. Public transportation isn’t feasible in my area, without a car I can’t get anywhere, including work. So I just have to hope that it doesn’t become completely unusable, but, who knows at this rate

I need a new phone eventually bc several things don’t work, like the gps (and I’ve confirmed it’s a hardware issue). that’s luckily not as urgent but it’s yet another concern I have hanging over my head of something I need to take care of when I have the money. but at this rate I never fucking will. It’s just another situation where I have to pray that it hangs on long enough for me to address all the other problems first

I’m going to go to best buy today to see what I can afford for a laptop, but just that is gonna cost me pretty much everything that I have. So I already am gonna need help with that alone, never mind all the other problems too

everything is going wrong. nothing will stay fixed, it all just keeps breaking. I feel like this all sounds so ridiculous that someone is gonna think I’m making it up but nope god just really hates me this much I guess. I’m so tired. my poor mom seems like she’s barely holding it together. I really hate to do this but we seriously just don’t have the money to keep up with all this. Can we please have some help. Even if it’s just a little bit it’ll help more than nothing

If you send something (even if it’s a little) I’ll draw you something. It doesn’t feel like much but it’s more than nothing and I don’t know what else I can do

[catboii]

i have things to do that are time sensitive so i have to stay hidden here for a bit and keep coming back to check tumblr bc im bored af but like nothings happened no ones online