#just felt Creative I guess

[jessamine-rose]

*lovingly tackles Aine*

Read my Yandere! Pierro longfics first ♪( ´▽｀)

Last week, my beloved mutual @ainescribe surprised me with Savior! Darling fan art and AHAI9232@2-!/! CRYING SCREAMING I WANT TO LOOK AT THIS ART AND WORSHIP YOUR VERSION OF SAVIOR THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR BLESSING ME WITH YOUR ART—

*clears throat* Anyway, now that I finally have the time to properly sit down and comment on the fan art, I’ll do just that. Feedback will be in the tags and it will be unhinged. Once again, thank you so much to Aine for drawing this <3

[storfulsten]

Whitty And Bf Personality Swap? Lovely Art By The Way, Truly Inspiring. ( ´ ∀ `)ノ～ ♡

hm I guess k, not feeling the most creative but here lol

idk lol

mostly based on this bc idk thought the vibes looked fitting in theory lmao:

[danidrawsstuff]

so i went to grad yesterday

rambling in the tags

[izzy-hands]

gay pirates season is upon us! i haven’t changed my url in literal years, so tagging some mutuals under the cut 💜 still tracking #useravia

@yenvengerberg @anya-chalotra @ughmerlin @valdomarx @sebastians-stan @crowley-anthony @seance @walker-scobell @alinaastarkov @mcbride @stars-bean @machine-slays-dragons @edwards-teach @zombiesteve @withered-rose-with-thorns @dapandapod @a-kind-of-merry-war @justtheghostofnothing @samstree

[crimeronan]

i've slept for 30 out of the past 36 hours due to an apparent migraine. i have STUFF TO DO....

[dr11ft]

I was so fucking worried. That my art would have no further depth to explore, that I'd be a laughingstock, that I'd be wasting money. That I wasn't actually meant for this. And now, after lying to myself for years, I realize that that's just how it feels to be a developing artist. And I wanted to make art the whole time. That's what I wanted. That's what I want.

[hiccupshypotheticalleftsock]

she hated coconut scented shampoo and veiny hands, the cold and brown rice

my skin is laced with the stench of the sweet white flesh, arms ripple with the oaths of flowing blood. my heart yearns for the snow, year after year

the smell of summer faded from my skin as she took over, sucking the blood from where it pooled, she was saving me from the cruel path of fate i had stumbled upon

showing me how beautiful life could be when you didn’t smell like coconut in the snow

my mouth could barely remember the feel of nutty husks, starchy and heavy against my teeth, it only knew her now liquid smooth and sweet as mango in the summertime

sea salt hardened in my hair, tanned limbs locking onto paler, slimmer, fragile. like porcelain and oh so soft

she was a quiet constant but oh how sweet it should have been when she was loud

you wanted this.

when she was loud she could not be silenced, wanting more and more

always wanting.

there could not be enough.

coconut and blood and humanity, steam and cold wind against warm cheeks, nipping at noses hiding behind scratchy scarves

never enough.

she wanted and i couldn’t give, i didn’t have

the smell of coconut washes over me once more, i no longer look at my hands in disgust, willing my body to shape and bend for her to love it, and the cold has made its home in my heart once more

i stare into a bowl of stunt brown grain, hot moisture soaking up into my skin, my breath evens as i watch it escape into the frigid air

maybe i am enough

[orcelito]

Also I got my essay exam back today. Full points!!! Which was a surprise bc my 4th essay was definitely lower quality than the other three (bc I rushed it), but still good enough to get full points!!!!

Makes me wonder what that other one I spied being a 1 was like 🤔🤔🤔 bro was NOT good at writing I guess.

[nefertitibloodlily]

you don't hear from me, anymore.

you can look behind the bushes, you can read between the lines you seek signs from the sea sirens, you can visit the archiac shrines. but you won't hear my voice, the chords dissipited i'll claw behind your ears, footsteps inhibited. you will dream of my screams, and feel the ashes in your clasped hands walk alone in the woods, my silence will take you to the strident lands.

[deviousdiesel]

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[zorosdimples]

beyond frustrated that i can’t edit any pictures right now

[jacqcrisis]

Astarion contains multitudes. I love him.

[fitzrove]

WHAT'S THE POINT

[lonesome-pear]

So I saw a video about the epic of Gilgamesh, saying that it contains the phrase in those distant days. Well, I thought that could be a good theme for a poem so I decided to write one. I turned on some Minecraft music (not sure why but it ended up working out) and got writing. It ended up being about missing the past. I kind of wanted to share it so here it is

In those days, those distant days

I would sit there for hours, placing things in new ways

Stuck in a creative haze, in those distant days

In those distant days, I would be with friends

People I loved, people I no longer know

Sitting in the basement, by a warm fire glow

In those distant days, I would find a new thing

Something that was little, but also somehow big

A planet of sorts, where it seemed like I had wings

Flying through the memories of those distant days

In those distant days, I had childlike wonder

Before all I knew was torn asunder

Little me, scared of thunder, was comforted in the moments of those distant days

How I miss those distant days, where there was joy and whimsy

A time where memories made were of good quality

But I cant go back to those distant days

I must relive them in different ways

Find whimsy with new people, in new places

Find joy in new games, with new faces

But I will enjoy this days now

The present can be pleasant anyhow

But even when it's not, I keep going somehow

Those distant days are far away

But I carry on, I find a way

Because I might be looking towards them, those distant days