#mal talking shit

[bodilyundead]

ppl never get why i like the drs office paperwork.... i assumed everyone liked answering every little mundane question about themself and i was so genuinely confused when i learned not

"yeah it's like the most fun part" "what do you mean" "like i enjoy it" "why?? its so repetative"

and that's roughly the point where i shut my fucking mouth

[bodilyundead]

klaus, he was on my new leaf island twice and my campsite on new horizons so he’s emotionally attached ^_^

Reblog with your favorite Animal Crossing villager in the tags, I want to know what people think. Mine is Daisy

[prismatiger]

Mal du Pays for a discord icon I didn't even end up liking

[mikaelsrose]

i need the party to acknowledge mc's relationship with their li. what do you mean they're not holding hands while strolling the festival or when they're tired after trekking for days, and one literally drags the other by hand. you want to tell me they're not kissing every few minutes in front of their friends who tease the hell out of them for it? i don't buy it 🤷🏻‍♀️

[confused-beany]

THAT WAS NOT THE PARENT WE NEEDED GONE

[mazojo]

I wish the ultimatum had a period where the couples go to therapy

[suckinitup]

lil writing I foud in the drafts. TW disassociation and brain fog

Vyncent doesn't feel awake.

He blinks down at the stove, slow, and tries to remember what he was making. Soup, his mind supplies, but that's obviously not right. It's a frying pan in front of him with little cubed pieces of beef. His knife is in one hand, a spatula in the other. There's still muck on his knife. He puts the spatula down in the pan to stir, but his attention is drawn again to his knife. Why hadn't he cleaned it off, yet?

Hands to pocket, finds his cloth, hesitates. Raw meat juice. Can't contaminate anything. That's the important thing in cooking. Not contaminating your surfaces.

Wait. Aren't people raw meat? His cloth is already contaminated, and so is his knife. That's okay then. They're allowed to be gross, the way that cutting boards are allowed to be gross. He'll just have to wash his hands afterwards.

He puts his cloth to the knife and pauses, stares at it. He's just standing there. Everything feels like cotton, like fabric between his finger and an edge.

Careful, that's right, that's what he was trying to remember. Careful along the blade so he doesn't cut, doesn't dull. Just wipes clean.

Knife away. Cloth in pocket. A pan in front of him, sizzling, and a spatula left inside it. He goes to grab the spatula by the handle, remembers the contamination, and withdraws. The sink...?

Behind him. Washing his hands is important. He goes to do that. Nothing is connecting right and he tries to focus on the steps. Water, soap, lather. The sink keeps running. Vyncent stares at the water flow, uncomprehending as his hands run over each other.

"Vyncent?"

Vyncent looks up to see Dakota. "Oh. Hey."

Dakota's eyes sweep over the scene. His eyes narrow a little and he frowns--his thinking face. Vyncent resigns himself to patient waiting, but the expression disappears as quickly as it had arrived. "Bad day?" Dakota asks, voice soft.

"Huh?" 

Vyncent looks down. His hands are still under the running faucet. He doesn't know how long he's been here.

"Oh. Yeah, I guess."

It's a little easier with Dakota there, moving around behind him. Like watching the hands of a clock, seeing the time move in front of him. Vyncent turns off the water, starts dying his hands as he listens to the little click of the stove turning off behind him. Oh, that weird smell is like burning. That's probably what drew Dakota in here. "...Is it rude to order pizza?" Dakota asks, almost hesitant. It's weird for Dakota to act delicate, like Vyncent is fragile. That's a mode usually reserved for William. Vyncent isn't sure how to act when its turned on him. Not sure how to feel about it.

"Nah," Vyncent answers, putting extra effort into the casual shrug of his shoulder. Look at him, feeling fine. "Pineapple?" 

"Will's going to kill you," Dakota says easily. "Yeah, pineapple. Hey, how about a movie?"

"Something scary?"

"I'll ask Will to pick," Dakota decides. He presses forwards, effectively herding Vyncent towards the other room. Vyncent feels mildly irritated, and mildly fond. The cotton is thinner, and his thoughts are easier to hold on to. He's awake enough, even, to go to the couch without prompting and have the forethought to adjust the pillows, grab the blankets. He hears Dakota on the phone behind him, already ringing up the pizza place, so he takes it upon himself to pre-choose a few movie selections for William. He doesn't have to. It's probably a little rude. He wants to pick at least a little, like he has to prove that he can. But also. He doesn't want to watch the Bee Movie right now.

It's nice, though, when William comes in and takes a pick from Vyncent's selections. It's nice when they're all bundled onto the couch, Dakota's head in his lap and William a warm line against his side. Solid weight. It's still a bad day. Still hard to focus on the movie, hard to follow the plot. It's a nice bad day, though, and right now that's enough.

[malacandrax]

hi sry this is a lil long but i just felt like giving my own comments about ur post re: feeling left out/regarding more detailed work, and wanted to say that your work singlehandedly has inspired me SO much to the point that because of your more simplistic coloring/shading and focus on movement/body language, i was finally able to find a coloring/rendering style that i actually like aesthecially and enjoy doing! i've struggled w replicating color in a way i like digitally for over 6 years but your work, and especially so your sketchbook scans on patreon have been so useful for inspiration and for my own understanding of anatomy and what not. we're always our own worst critics with comparison and whatnot, but please know that your work and your style are a huge accomplishment and skill in their own right, and your comics inspire me to keep studying so i can one day make my own!!! i'm so thankful you share your work with us and to have come across it and be able to draw inspiration off it! your colors, expressions, and the palpable intimacy and dynamic character interactions are so amazing and specifically unique to your work, never doubt the impact it has just because of other's having a different style or approach or something <3

This is so extremely nice I don't even know what to say!!! I honestly feel so hyped that my style inspired someone else, I feel like it's not something I expected and its SO COOL. I sometimes feel like my style isn't particularly STYLISH you know, I often admire really strong punchy styles, so it's nice to hear my own kind of chiller style is inspiring! And that the things I enjoy come across as strengths, too! Also I am so happy to hear someone enjoys my sketchbooks haha, they're really precious to me but I also try not to be too fussy about my art in them which means it's not 'beautiful'*- they're for studying and/or chilling out, so it's SO nice that it's inspiring nonetheless! Wishing you the best in your art journey and also I think if you want to make comics you should just give it a go! Make teeny tiny comics! [it does not have to be good] [tangent oh my god] I feel very hypocritical because for the longest time comics were something my friends made and I didn't know how to, and I felt like my style didn't work for comics, but honestly when I eventually sat down and started a long comic the style happened out of necessity, I Had to simplify or I wouldn't be able to keep up. And you can see from the links that I just did sketchy comics before and that was fine! I think it was just as valuable as making polished pages. I actually probably ended up making comics For Real because I made a silly fandom ask blog, where I kept wanting to say more than I could do in one image, and that gave me the confidence to try something longer with OC's.

ANYWAY thank you so much!

*I find polished sketchbooks so inspiring, but its so limiting imo to try to make a beautiful sketchbook HAHAHAH

[mercymaker]

experiencing the halsin romance scene for the first time got me all

[p4nishers]

yeah no sturmhond was DEFINITELY flirting with mal there

[malevolencc]

*jennifer lawrence voice* Oliver what do you mean??? WHAT DO YOU MEAN OLIVER????

[bodilyundead]

normalize random "ow" and "ouch" and other sounds of paina nd agony. i actually can't control it thanks a ton! people seem to be more aware of the fact that i am in constant pain and can't do everything they want me to when i am actually making it very in their face.

when i grumble "owwww" after every breath- hey! you get that i am in pain now. thanks!

when i squint and hiss every time i step on that one leg- hey! you see i can't walk right now. and might even offer your hand!

i'll always just go "ow" and "ouch" and hiss and whine and whatever when my pain makes me. because sometimes she scares me and it hurts and i can't help it. sorry if that makes you uncomfortable! imagine how i feel!

[phoenixriaartemis]

Just in case good Luck to everybody tomorrow(or today if You're timezone it's already 14th of May) because shits can go down tomorrow(or today) And a Big shout out to every writer, artist, author... In this fandom you all are amazing

[mountain-in-springtime]

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[insainted]

💬JP

"John-Paul. He's... a good guy. I, uh... well. If there's any of the Roses that hit a bit too close to home, I guess it would be him? Not to psychoanalyse myself or anything, but like... wants to do right by the people around him? Check. Anger motivated by fear? Check. Discounting his own importance and willing to sacrifice himself for those he deems important? Check. Like I get it. It's not a great atmosphere to inhabit in your skull, but... I don't know. Maybe if we can't get through it alone, we can get through it together. Kumbaya and all that shit."

@survivalxofxthexfittest

[malocclusive]

"I've never been important in my life"

-Looks at my framed (state) art Ed association award for outstanding club sponsor-

Tbh idk how they figured out I even hosted and it's probably bs but I did feel cool

Tho my dad tried to post pics of sloth from the goonies in the zoom chat while an artist speaker was talking about learning how to enrich her son's autism and help him make art and all, and I had to tear his ass apart for daring to pull that. Luckily there was no way to post images, and she was prerecorded, but fucking hell dude

I reframed it with "it means so much to me that she's not only recognizing her son's needs, but finding ways to help him develop art and communication around it. It took me til I was 28 to get diagnosed with ADHD and I struggled constantly. I'm not even on med that are super useful bc of my inexplicable blood pressure mystery issues, but the ones I'm on helped so much. I wish someone helped me incorporate my struggles in a useful way"

"I'm so sorry I gave you the ADHD, it's awful"

BITCH YOU NEVER FUCKING ROLD ME YOU HAD IT, AND NEITHER DID MOM

You fuckers.

I have a bunch of framed student work and an incredible card a kid wrote me last year, that's all way more genuine

My ceramics teacher in HS was the one adult who gave a fuck about me, I hope I get more emails from former students down the line about how they felt heard. That's the real deal dawg