#visual exhaustion

[coquelicoq]

For the 30 years old ask meme, could I ask: 8, 13, 15, 18, 36, 41, and 62 please? (I promise I restrained myself 🙈 I'm just very curious) -☆

thanks friend~

8. What cleaning product do you swear by? i am not a person who has strong feelings about cleaning products, except i prefer not to use antibacterial handsoap on a regular basis in the home environment…seems like tempting fate. if i had to pick something i guess i'd say detergent for washing dishes by hand, because i use it more than anything else probably.

13. Which filter are you most likely to go "eh, it's probably fine" when you find out you need to change it? the air conditioner. i clean it once a year…most years.

15. Do you go down each aisle when you grocery shop, or only the ones you know you need stuff from? only the ones i know i need stuff from! yesterday i went to a grocery store i don't usually go to because i'm not in my neighborhood at the moment, and it was such a frustrating experience because i had to go down every aisle multiple times, not knowing where anything was. hate that. i am in and out at my regular grocery store. i am here to get the stuff on my premade list and then get the fuck outta dodge.

18. Pro or anti tchotchkes? they don't really do anything for me from a visual perspective, because everything in my line of sight becomes invisible to me after a short period of time. (i have seen this called "visual exhaustion", but when i look up that term i just get results for eye strain, so maybe that's not an official term lol.) so having a bunch of small items in my vicinity ultimately just means there are more things to get dusty and for me to not even notice getting dusty until we are at critical levels.

36. Do you keep a daily journal or agenda? i keep a weekly agenda, which is structured as a table where the columns are the days of the week Mon-Sun and the rows are things like "french", "book", "puzzles", "social", "shower", "chores", etc. and then for every day i write down the initials of the french-language book i'm currently reading in the french row, the initials of whatever other book i'm currently reading in the book row, whatever task i need to do for my newspaper puzzles, and so forth. there isn't always something in every cell - for example if i have more than four days with something in the "social" row (which includes phone calls), i am in trouble because i don't have the bandwidth for that lol. then on the far side of the page i keep a running list of things i need to do at some point but don't plan to work on in the current week, so i don't lose track of them. i used to keep a daily journal but it petered off several months ago when i realized 1) i was running out of space for all my old journals, 2) there were so many it was prohibitively difficult to actually refer back to them for any reason, since just finding the relevant entry could take hours unless i already happened to know what date to look for, and 3) it was taking up time and also depressing me. lol. problems 1 and 2 would be solved by keeping a digital journal rather than a handwritten one, but that's never appealed to me. so now the only thing i write down is how much i slept, how heavy my menstruation was, and (only if they were notably unusual) how my mood and appetite were.

41. What's the oldest thing you own? the last time i thought this over i concluded it was a copy of a connecticut yankee in king arthur's court, and i haven't come up with anything else. i don't remember exactly how old it is. from the early 1900s maybe?

62. Where are you on the minimalism-maximalism kinsey scale? hm idk really. as stated before, i got the ol' "this sign can't stop me because i cease to even notice it if it's been on the wall for more than one hour" disease. so you could go all out and cover a room in all sorts of shit and i would enjoy the aesthetic and think it looks neat right up until i would never see it again, which would be very soon. so it kinda comes out to a wasted effort for me. however, on the other hand i can't say i'm a minimalist person either, because if you put me in a bare bones room with two sticks of furniture, within half an hour i'll have covered every space with bags and books and assorted papers and devices that i am planning to use throughout the course of the next few days and not even notice how cluttered i have made it due to the aforementioned visual exhaustion thing. so yeah. i have no idea. i do enjoy looking at pictures of maximalist decor though, and last year i visited a friend of a friend whose house was THE most intensely decorated place i had ever seen and i thought it was amazing. but if we're talking my own living space or anywhere i will be spending any amount of time, it does not and cannot matter.

[imvec]

Sequel to Sunshade

[purplerider]

another study on wada arco's art style ft my beloved kohaku ⁠♡

ps. if i had a penny every time i drew kohaku in front of a tree, i would have three whole pennies. which isn't a lot but i would swear i did it more than just three times

[matoitech]

tumblr annihilated the quality of this so i added a text free image of him so ppl could actually see him! the quality will probably hold up better on my FA lol. i wanted to use a text tool in paint or sai to write all that out but they were either crunchy or just straight up not working for me today

anyway i have had levels boyfriend-adjacent guy in my head for months (almost a year honestly i think) but i only had a fuzzy idea for his design itself in my head and the many attempts i made to just find smth by doodling weren't promising. so while i still think this is a little complex for him (probably kinda overdesigned especially cuz im still so pleased with levels design and her color blocking and she has a great 'looks more complicated than she actually is to draw' design to me) and ill likely mess w it a bit in the future, im happy with where i ended up this time! i have a lot less experience drawing robots than i do just normal furries so figuring out pleasing shapes, lines, and plating for more inorganic stuff isnt rly second nature to me, but i'll get there, and im happy with him for now :-)

one thing i was trying to translate w his design that i couldnt fit on the ref was that since he's level's mechanic and he also does as much of his own servicing as he can, i wanted some of their plating and (minimal) greebling to be similar. zag has some plating styles he likes i think.. i did want their colors to contrast but still look good together :) i had to fight everything in me to not make him just teal. i love you teal. level had enough teal in her design lol. zag got a greener teal for highlights than level's 'beachier' color scheme bcuz i cant resist at least a LITTLE bit

[azaracyy]

a lesson on good karma digimon survive week 2024 day 4: supporting characters

[brain-rot-central]

not me booting up character creator to make children for astarion and tavaria

Anastasya. maybe the dhampir child in Sonnet??? idk? running with the hc that Astarion is a star elf and had violet eyes before being turned, which she inherits. she also has streaks of silver in her hair thanks to Astarion.

the parentals, for comparison:

[insanesonofabitch]

I like to think that at first, Cas was merely controlling his vessel like you would a doll. Like a kid playing with a tiny dollhouse, he’s this big entity—the size of your Chrysler building—hovering over everything, dragging and moving this borrowed body around. A body of a human, something he could only ever wish to be like. But over the course of his stay on earth, as he falls deeper and deeper in love with humanity, with every touch and emotion and desire he feels, his essence is gradually pulled and absorbed into his vessel, until he has become one with it. With every punishment and brainwashing he experiences, the heavens forcefully rips him out of his body, only for him to fall right back in. I like to think that “falling” doesn’t only refer to being away from heaven, but also how close he’s become to the earth. And when he falls, he plummets into the dirt. Not just his vessel, but his entire being, fast and hard. Like Cupid’s arrow hitting the mark, puncturing his heart. The angels are huge, but most of them are thin, hollow, heartless bastards. Cas has become one with his vessel, and his essence fills his body so densely. Like a bright dense star gone supernova, in his final moments, his uncontainable love bursts through his chest. And the only remnants of his existence are the blood red spots on Dean’s unwashed jacket and the huge, dark, all-consuming space he’s left in his life.

[pinkyjulien]

Having both Aphantasia and Phantosmia is wild dude

Wdym i can't imagine or rotate an apple in my brain, but I'll randomly sniff up BBQ or chicken curry out of nowhere in the middle of the night 👁👄👁 UH

[yellowhollyhock]

11. 1987 is the least scary shredder

10. closely followed by archie

9. Next Mutation

8. 90s movies

7. Bayverse

6. batman vs TMNT

5. Rise

4. Mirage

3. IDW

2. 2003

1. 2012 by a lot

[saeiken]

gojo has a tamagotchi <3

[percexe]

finally finished the rough sketches of the next pjo oc comic installment and it’s a whole page longer than the previous WOOO

[timeskip]

I need to play Umineko but fuck dude. I found out there's two different translations today??? I'm already fucked up thinking about how there's the original sprites and the other sprites and apparently a patch which adds voice acting (???) and now I have to think about alternate TRANSLATIONS too??? I thought it would be the length that puts me off the game but I've been over that for a while now. No, instead it's trying to figure out THIS shit.

[perilegs]

what if i dont want toxic yaoi. what if i want toxic bara. ever think about that?

[suburbanbonfire]

i'm so tired, poster sneak peek

[alexvals]

look at them, they took their time to cheer on bbh :( even the newer islanders

[whumpdaydreamerx]

Couch Whump Visual that I Love

An injured Whumpee laying on the couch. Their legs sprawled over the cushions. One bent at the knee resting against the back of the couch, while the other hangs off the side. Whumpee not bothering to lift it up to rest with the other – or not having the energy to.

Their chest rising and falling rapidly with heavy breaths from the pain they're in. Maybe one of their arms resting on top of their forehead and eyes. Perhaps a hand gripping the back of the couch, or a hand reaching over their shoulder holding onto the arm rest for dear life.