Gracefully Hops Onto The Barbie Trend And Falls On My Face

HS students: im in seventeen clubs and I'm using a time turner I built from scratch out of some (eco friendly) trash, a cabbage, and sheer force of will to manage it all. Today I saved an orphanage from death by eldritch monster eating it whole, tomorrow I solve world hunger, tonight I fight god. I hope it's enough to get into my local community college

these new kiana and mei designs...

“Issue #8: Do You Really Think That’s Your Destiny?”

I’ve been looking forward to drawing this issue for awhile! Daffodilpaw hasn’t gotten much exploration in the story yet, but I’m really fond of her. She seems like a simple relentless optimist, but sometimes she’ll open her mouth and unironically say the most insane depressing thing you’ve ever heard. Like I’ve said, none of the apprentices in this story are remotely okay. 

Her injury is somewhat similar to Cinderpelt’s in how it manifests, as her leg from the shin down is paralyzed. However her upper thigh still works fine, and in any case three-legged cats don’t actually live any worse than four-legged ones. This is all moot against canon Warriors comparison anyways, because in PATFW healers still hunt and patrol. Daffodilpaw can’t run or fight as well as the others but she doesn’t really need to! Not much need in BarrenClan. All to say that canon-typical discrimination against disabled cats isn’t a part of Daffodilpaw’s story and I shall not be engaging with it. 

Yeah, her repressed feelings of misplaced survivor’s guilt and pressure to perform for her authority figures is a whole OTHER can of worms!

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Miles should know better than to look directly at the sun ☀️

Wonder how to the kaelucs feel now that diluc/kaeya are CONFIRMED siblings,in both english and Chinese tbh

i lowkey ship tumblr ♠ twitter now

HELLO???????

I don't know whether the story about tibetan spaniels and tibetan mastiffs working together is true or not, but I find it way too fucking funny. Like imagine being a burglar who's broken into a monastery to do burglarly things, and then you hear a noise and you're like "oh shit I'm caught", but then you turn to look and it's just this tiny dog who looks at you with mild disgust and wanders off.

So you sigh in relief and continue with your robbery before you hear another noise, and immediately become aware of three things: The little dog came back with a friend, the new buddy is the size of one metric Fuck You, and you are about to find out which afterlife is real.

I was cooking on twitter today

hi! I recently opened up a blog for my personal writing project @visonfest-project if anyone else would be interested!