Playing so much fallout 4. Absolutely losing my mind. Is here the place I can yap about my goofy ass vault dweller dude or do we all just shut up and die about that stuff? Because I'd love to tell you all about Nicholas Marino the drag queen mad man in love with the other Nick and how my friends jokingly call them Nick squared. I'd love to tell you about The Mariner and how they're literally siblings. I'd love to tell you how he found a home in Far Harbor and it almost killed me leaving it. ID LOVE TO TALK ABOUT HOW MUCH HE HATES MIRELURKS AND MISSES HIS DEAD WIFE!!!!
but idk if yall would be into that. Anyways.
Chalica falling on finals week is a sick joke. How am I to spread all my good will when I have to pull 2 all nighters in a row to get everything submitted in time π
I will simply celebrate this week.
I love them so muchhhh. My friends always get onto me for how many wolves I have in our worlds π
Canine culture is feeling connected to Minecraft dogs/wolves even if you arenβt a wolfkin just because they are just the purest form of dog, companions and protectors
Dnd character doodles of my ghost reborn Casper P. Geist. He's a stupid rogue that acts like a bard, and he sounds like a bad impersonation of Mickey Mouse because his vocal chords got stomped. Also has a glowyribcage he writes off as a glow in the dark hoodie. Goober
1. Ref drawing of his outfit for our current arc
2. Running from his past in a bad memory
3 and 4. His Witchlight carnival outfit from a past arc.
5. Stupid little doodle of him and his other party member Louie (hexblood ranger)
Throwback to this poem I wrote a while back
Plain text:
There was at one time,
A man I knew who spoke
With the crackle of a fire
Who had a cough
Like the devil himself had curled up in his lungs.
Who took me places
No wicked thing ever dared to trot.
He who stood so mighty,
The king of a southern summer,
And composed of the cicadas sympathy.
It is from him
I acquired my dirty paws,
These blood fangs.
From him came this wagging tail,
And hanging tongue.
Where my king of summer lies,
With the worms in his oldest home,
I stay his heir.
I haunt this town like an unmuttered curse.
And when they dare speak my name,
As if some insulting thing,
I think fondly of the man who gave me claws and teeth.
So that their insolence is not so easily forgiven,
And just as he,
Never forgotten.
I take the animal and I make it shapes
"Daddy issues? Well, duh, how would I be the coyote cowboy I am today if I had a stable relationship with my father?"
I say as my therapist slowly nods her head and scribbles something down on her clipboard.
Real as fuck. I am the dogman.
queer in the way cryptids from small town folklore are queer. send post.
I don't enjoy ticking, but I especially don't enjoy how my tics seem to especially get bad when someone is leaning on me. Like, oh, your friend is using your arm as a pillow? You are now suddenly very aware of that arm and need to move it around. Then I feel bad and feel like I have to apologize for jostling them when I know I can't help it, and they also know and hghhh. It's the worst.
Minors on the internet:
I love you, please be safe. The internet is full of good spaces for you, I hope you find them and stay happy and healthy.
-Your local older sibling figure
I feel so very deeply about the safety of teens and children on the internet and I wish I could keep every single one of them safe and I'm very sad and angry that they continue to be hurt and I can't directly do anything to prevent it ;;
Idk man,, talk to ur little siblings, check up on them.
Check up on yourself and the people & content you're surrounding yourself with
Get off sites that make you feel bad
Stop talking to people who make you feel bad
Some things aren't as cool as you think they are
You don't deserve that sinking emptiness in your stomach. Please don't do things that make you feel that way.
I hope you have someone who you can trust and that you can tell them when you think something is wrong.