Normalize Growing Green Beans For The Sole Purpose Of Having An Excuse To Stand Outside And Wait For

okay now wait hear me out. listen. look, would if they have crushes on eachoth- (i collapse on the ground unconscious)

[ID: A digital illustration of Orym from Critical Role. There are four drawings of Orym, all bloodied, wounded and distressed. The Orym in the top left grimaces, he has a bloody nose and a cut on his right cheek. The Orym in the top right has a dagger stabbed through his right cheek, the blade having stabbed through from the inside of his cheek outward and the blade is still held between Orym's gritted teeth as he grimaces with pain. The Orym in the bottom left is splattered with blood, looking alarmed. The Orym in the bottom right has blood streaming down his face from cuts on his forehead as he looks up to the left with pain and alarm. End description.]

This is terribly self indulgent <3

Applying for jobs is a hell designed specifically to torment autistic people. Here is a well-paying task which you know in your heart and soul if they just gave you a desk and left you alone and allowed you to do it you would sit there and be more focused and enthusiastic and excellent at it than anyone else in the building. However, before they allow you to perform the task, you must pass through 3-4 opaque social crucibles where you must wear uncomfortable clothes and make eye contact while everyone expects you to lie, but not too much (no one is ever clear exactly how much lying is expected, “over” honesty is however penalized). You are being judged almost entirely on how well you understand these very specific and unclear rules that no one has explained. None of this has anything to do with your ability to perform the desired task.

university is like a video game. you can pick up sidequests. Youre gonna neglect the main storyline. youre gonna end up in a guild of sorts. i just looted a bush on campus and found a sticker

[ID: A digital illustration of Orym from Critical Role. He is shirtless, stretching his left arm across his chest with his right forearm up for his left arm to press against. He has quite a few scars from stab and slash wounds scattered across his torso and arms, as well as top surgery scars on his chest and a large vertical scar in the middle of his chest. He also has a thin tail with a fluffy end. Behind him is a green background with some simple light green drawings of plants around him. End description.]

Just a quick stretch

I’m just telling you this cuz idk who else could be told but Orym couldn’t wear his partners shirts and it kills me cuz they’d literally engulf him

anon i think you read my mind cause i have been drawing this thinking abt this exact thing

[ID: A digitally illustrated four panel comic of Vax'ildan, Keyleth, and Pike Trickfoot from Critical Role. In the first panel they're all walking up a set of stairs with Pike at the front, Vax in the middle, and Keyleth at the back. The second panel is a close up of Vax stepping on his cloak. The third panel shows Vax getting yanked down by his own cloak trapped under his boot, he has a surprised expression and yells "Ack!". The fourth panel shows Vax with a disgruntled expression holding his cloak up in both hands so he can't trip on it again as Pike and Keyleth laugh at him. End description.]

Far too much effort for a very simple joke but being a short goth who likes long clothes is a struggle sometimes

I saw a post saying that Boromir looked too scruffy in FotR for a Captain of Gondor, and I tried to move on, but I’m hyperfixating. Has anyone ever solo backpacked? I have. By the end, not only did I look like shit, but by day two I was talking to myself. On another occasion I did fourteen days’ backcountry as the lone woman in a group of twelve men, no showers, no deodorant, and brother, by the end of that we were all EXTREMELY feral. You think we looked like heirs to the throne of anywhere? We were thirteen wolverines in ripstop.

My boy Boromir? Spent FOUR MONTHS in the wilderness! Alone! No roads! High floods! His horse died! I’m amazed he showed up to Imladris wearing clothes, let alone with a decent haircut. I’m fully convinced that he left Gondor looking like Richard Sharpe being presented to the Prince Regent in 1813

*electric guitar riff*

And then rocked up to Imladris a hundred ten days later like

yesterday i saw a linda friesen gown that made me black out for a sec, and afterwards i decided that i must draw essek wearing something inspired by it. i MUST. otherwise god will float down from her perch in the clouds and slap me in the face

the gown in question is this absolutely Spectacular thing that everyone needs to see. i modified it a bit, in particular to make it less of a dress and more Essek's Body Obscuring Robes™, and incorporated them split sleeves. which is a thing that i do

this also counts as another instalment of my essek of the week series. it still exists. life just happens to me way too often