#this was such a struggle ill be real

[suppenzeit]

Being an artist is just drawing your favorite little guy in a Leyendecker painting

[hinamie]

looks at hair slicked back megu I Could Fix Him

[kurjat]

I was daydreaming abt patching up Twos jacket for him a bit w some cute visible mending and fiigured I could turn it into some Jamie stuff :D I kinda wanna do that more w my hashtag endless daydreams of adventuring w two if I can figure out a way to fit it in w his character??

[naamahdarling]

You know what? You know what I think?

I think that if we lived as we were meant to, in larger intimate ("extended family") groups and with more shared labor and time to do it (UBI NOW) people like me would not feel so useless and burdensome because there would be people around to help and to do what neurodivergent people can't while making valuable space for the neurodivergent to do what they ARE good at.

The way we live right now, all right, the way we live right now forces units of two adults to be able to do EVERYTHING or PAY to have someone come do it for them. I have to do the housework. I have to do it! But I am having to do a million different things and most of them I am not good at. I suck at them.

I wouldn't feel like shit, okay, if I had more than one other person around who was not a child and who could do the things I can't, like do the yard and cook and do repairs and basic maintenance; and someone else to split everything else that I like but is too much for me. It would free me to do what I am good at and enjoy. Cleaning, as in the sink and toilet, the windows, the blinds. Taking out trash. Folding, hanging, and sorting laundry.

But because all the shit I can do often relies on other shit being done first, and I can't do or have trouble doing those things, the shit I can do often can't be done. And even the shit I can do, I can't do ALL of it. So I can't keep up, and things get very bad.

We aren't meant to live like this. We are not meant to live like this.

That thought hurts so much because being able to flee the birth family is integral to survival for so many people. I'm so afraid that living in larger family groups would create more opportunities for, say, queer kids to be isolated, rejected, bullied, and abused. But if we gave people enough money to survive, and stopped considering children the property of their parents with no system in place to help them escape bad situations except a system that is often just as bad, just different.

I'm aware that communes and collectives aren't all that successful and are kind of a joke. I don't mean that. I mean a fundamental shift to multigenerational families where taking in "strays" (which my family did) is also normalized so people escaping abuse into existing households was accepted, with these families centered in maybe a couple of different larger residences so not everyone has to buy and maintain their own fucking washing machine and vacuum cleaner, and so people can benefit from large group meals that yield leftovers, and so child and elder care can also be centralized.

Then disabled people and the neurodivergent and sick and injured people, and pregnant people, and grieving people, would not have to either labor through all those stressors or consign themselves to living off an unlivable pittance or being put under legal guardianship.

I'm not saying anything new. People live like this in other parts of the world and maybe it sucks and I am wrong. But I'm just really mad right now because I can either do laundry or clean the sink but not both, and I really think we could improve society somewhat by making it so I did not have to choose one without sacrificing the other.

[iliothermia]

Oh, to sing the ancient blessings of your people next to another man

[suntails]

🐍⚔️

[eilarae]

Stardew Valley Discourse: A Summary

shane: i have depression

person: aww poor sweetie im so sorry ily im always here for u

shane: *exhibits symptoms of depression*

the same person: ew there's no excuse for that

[midnight-sally]

Rue Bennett, Euphoria, Season 1 Episode 7 "The Trials and Tribulations of Trying to Pee While Depressed"

[mossycobblestonewrites]

DC X DP PROMPT #26

Danny had to go. Preferably somewhere far away from the shit storm that his home dimension currently is. So he does. Phantom travels the multiverse looking for the perfect dimension to call Home. The search is long, and isn't very fruitful, but he learns something new nearly everyday!

He would have been fine to continue this pattern of exploring a new dimension, label it unsuitable, and move on. But Danny had managed to find himself in a Situation™.

Eight-year-old Timothy Drake is dead. He died alone in a mausoleum of his parents' neglect. Tim has not been dead long, in fact, his skin had yet to cool. This simple fact, paired with the unimaginable coincidence (I think not) of Danny entering this dimension directly on top of Tim, lead to two (2) miraculous things happening.

One; Timothy Jackson Drake, son of Janet and Jack Drake, was now a full-fledged ghost. Something that normally would not have happened in his situation.

Two; Danny James Fenton, apprentice of Clockwork, was now bound to the newly departed body of Tim Drake. Having portaled directly into the body as its original soul left it caused Danny to become trapped.

Tim cannot stray far from his body, he must now guide Danny in How To Be Tim.

[hermesmoly]

thinking about Menelaus in Iphigenia at Aulis and these two passages hit the hardest to me

[spiderziege]

potential builds to draw: maybe mumbo's vault from this season? or etho's s7 monstrosity?

i went with the monstrosity which ended up being a lot more difficult than i thought lol. i have a couple more screenshot i wanna draw too so i might add to these at some point

[thehartster-blog]

Going through the motions

[lucifyrfallen]

happy very late birthday silly duck 🦆

i need to let the world know i fw genderbend AUs

[vixensofdeath]

I feel so distant from my body. I’ll look at myself in the mirror and not believe it’s me. It doesn’t look like me, it doesn’t feel like me, it can’t be me. I want to look in the mirror and know it’s me and not a stranger. I’m living my life from a camera not from my own eyes.

[crookedghosts]

this is perhaps telling about where I am in my fic and how it's gonna be eventually written but if there's one thing that's canon to me about roommates/best friends to lovers Valgrace it is that they VERY liberally throw "I love you" around as friends. BUT. once they are romantically together, it takes them much longer to be comfortable with "I love you" declarations because it means that much more. they will grow into saying it casually/frequently again as their relationship progresses (married valgrace says it as a generic response to most things), but early-relationship valgrace puts so much weight on love that they can't make themselves say what they mean. I genuinely don't think the first "I love you" gets dropped until a little late into their early relationship and 50/50 whether from an impulsive "oh my god that's my boyfriend he's so cute oh my god I love him" moment or an emotional, crying-their-eyes-out declaration because they were so touched about something sweet that boyf did and then it's like "oh fuck now I'm crying no it's okay it's just that I love you and want exactly this forever please let me keep you I love you I want you I need you always I love you". before any of that it's all just "I want this. you and me. us. be mine. I really like you. I adore you. this is real. nothing has ever been more real to me than you and my feelings for you. I don't think I'll ever stop feeling this way about you and I don't mind that, actually. Not if you don't."

but yeah that's the valgrace that lives in my head

[nondelphic]

“write what you know” they said.

well, i know procrastination, anxiety, and the exact calorie count of my writing snacks.