Awh shucks THANK YOU ANON (’m actually almost done putting it together haha)
@zaameen99 thanks very much! have this fanfin angler because they’re disgustingly pretty haha
@theblueinyour-eyes thank youuuu and nonsENSE one can never have enough merms haha and hmm topic for that particular one was called ceremonial pool; idk was thinking someone of like coming of age/spirit ancestor things giving her magic and whatnot (not a ton of backstory/info)
:O THANK YOU?? ahhh gosh idk what to say besides thanks?? humm I actually kinda made that when I got out of an
emotionally abusiverelationship and wanted to make vent art haha but now it’s evolved into a whole different story and not just east of the sun fanart BUT YEAH I’m happy it speaks to youuu
@halesartblog ahhhHH shucks thank you so much I really appreciate it ;____; hope you also enjoy whatever future art things I share! and ahaha it’s been rough the past few years but I’ve been getting better slowly (but surely!) and doing a lot better; hope you’re doing well too!
ugly wheezes thank you again
It may help to understand human affairs to be clear that most of the great triumph and tragedies of history are caused by not people being fundamentally good or fundamentally bad. But by people being fundamentally people.
Good Omens (2019), adapted from Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch by Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
Thinkinge about this tiktok
[autotuned] so i go to college and i have the wooorst job on campus. i’m an RA ON CAMPUS and one time at 4:30 in the morning, i get a knock on my door. and someone says to me “there’s a kid dead in the bathroom” and i said “dead in the bathroom?” and he goes “DEAD IN THE BATHROOM” and i said “oh my god” so i walk down the hall and they show me this kid and he looks like he’s DEAD IN THE BATHROOM and so i called the cops and said hey there’s a kid DEAD IN THE BATHROOM
and the cops show up and then the kid wakes up and he starts ~throwing up violently! all over the place!~ and the cop says “we should call an ambulance” and then the kid says “DON’T CALL THE AMBULANCE” and i said “WE SHOULD REALLY CALL THE AM-BU-LANCE”
…… and we didn’t call the ambulance
[extremely quietly] and then the kid gets into a fight with the cop and the cop gives him a hearing notice and then the kid
[deep sigh] TEARS UP THE HEARING NOTICE IN FROOOOONT OF THE COP
……and this happened at 4:30 in the morning
oh thank god, this was stuck in my head the other day, but none of the words - just the general cadence and tune. it’s a relief to listen to it and exorcise it from my head.
So there’s this huge dudebro in my class, who, yesterday, sat next to me. And I’m sitting there sweating because like… I’m wearing my shirt with the lesbian flag on it, and he’s the most popular jock in school, and always has this look on his face that say ‘I can and will kill you’. He looks me up and down, stares at me for a minute and then goes, “So. Girls in skirts and long socks, am I right?”
To which I nodded solemnly, both out of agreement, surprise and also a healthy amount of awkward fear. He nodded and went, “You get it.”
I said, “Yep.” He fistbumped me, and on went our lives.
Oh! I forgot to mention! I saw him at lunch the same day, and he ran up to me, tapped me on the shoulder, pointed at this super sweet girl who comes to GSA and asked if she’s gay. I told him he should ask her because that’s not my place and he said he would.
I thought that would be the end of it.
Except ten minutes later he came back and told me he found out (she’s bi) and that both of us have a shot. I said “You more than me.” because he’s attractive and popular.
But this wholesome dumbass looked really confused and asked, “Because I’m tall?’
So this isn’t lesbian/jock solidarity but I thought you guys would want to know-
My math teacher was trying to fix the rolling whiteboard and he just offhand said “This would be easier with a wrench”
And deadass, dudebro said “Hang on” and then proceeded to pull a fucking wrench out of his backpack
Update- after school today he saw me in the library and he didn’t say anything? He just pointed at the book he was holding and I gave him a thumbs up because it’s a pretty good book, and he went “Yes!” Really quiet and pumped his fist and then left
Okay so today he asked me if I know how to help people having a panic attack and I was like yeah? And he smiled at me and then went “cool I think I’m having one”
And I was like what the fuck Colin we’re in the middle of Tech class sit down and we went out in the hall and sat there for a while and he told me about the test he’s stressed about so we kind of went over his study guide and when he was feeling better he kind of like… smacked his head against mine gently? And I helped him up even though he’s almost a foot taller than me and yeah
Today at lunch we walked to the football field and laid in the grass and I told him thank you for being my friend (because I don’t have that many) and fistbumped me and said, “You always looked so nice and chill, how could I not want to be your friend?”
And honestly y’all, I would’ve started crying if he hadn’t sneezed and accidentally smacked me
My brother was diagnosed with depression years before I was, and because of that he started therapy years before I did.
I still remember when I was a young teen and he was playing a Nirvana song and he stopped it at this one line: “I miss the comfort of being sad”
He told me that when you start to get better, there’s a part of you that misses being sad and that if you start feeling that way you have to be extra extra aware and careful because if you indulge the feeling you’ll go down a self-destructive spiral
And even though that was years and years ago, I think about it all the time. Especially when I’m reading discourse on the idea of getting so attached to mental illness as an identity that you don’t want to improve things because you feel safe in it and don’t know who you are without it
I always think of that line “I miss the comfort of being sad” and my brother’s warning
Wow. I’m working on my depression and this is something to remember.
[-276] so sayeth john milton
[Over a divided painting of the face and chest of a young adult lying on their back, eyes closed: “all is not lost, but let’s be realistic here/ all is not lost, so at least i am alive enough to be mad about what is/ all is not lost, so taste my fucking fists”]
does anyone have that picture of the mlm couple kissing with a wlw couple kissing on their shoulders I can’t find it
never mind I found it and it’s still adorable
if anyone else wants to see this