A Brief Refresh From My AU So I Draw Soundwave Being An Old Dad (love Him Sm)

the title of the last song you listened to is the epitaph on your tombstone

I have so much unfiltered emotions in my head that usually happen when I think about some characters, but now they're so unspecific that I cant pin them to any character.

Good lord, doomed yaoi with Lololoshka, what are you doing to me.

Bruh

Happy Halloween🎃

I don't celebrate it but I have made a mask for artschool's event , so I guess I'll post it later.

Guys, how do I cleanse the crippling guilt and the sticky paranoia off of my skin?

I opened my window and heard the whistling again. Tried to check who it was but no one was around.

They also were whistling a different melody.

Was silently scrolling tumblr when I suddenly heard someone whistling a cheery melody outside of my home.

It made me stop and think "people really do whistle for fun??? Cartoony as hell"

Transformers hyperfixation is giving me a dire need in making a ful ass transformer helmet.

God, why is it always masks

OUGHH I LOVE THEM SO MUCH their relationship is so heartbreaking 🥹🥹🥹

HASBRO MAKE TRANSFORMERS TWO AND MY SOUL IS YOURS

How sad that I ,a person with a robot hyperfixation, can't draw fucking robots or any machinery.

Our local newspaper ran a story about the legendary graffiti artist who recently passed away and. Literally everything about it is fucking insane. I'm insane about it.

So this guy has been extremely active for around fifteen years, during which he spread these beautiful, high quality pieces all over the country, way over a thousand of his standard signature, and probably thousands more. He did completely batshit stuff like literally spray painting an entire train from top to bottom or leaving his signature at the top of a 600ft tall overpass and this whole time, only five people from his crew know who he really is. To everyone else it's a complete mystery.

And then he dies at the age of 35. A few weeks after his death, his crew shows up at his completely unassuming parents' doorstep, reveals who they are and asks if they can host a memorial exhibition of his art.

Turns out, this dude has been leading an insane double life. In the daytime he was a meek little office worker with a partially paralyzed arm and no social life to speak of. In the nighttime he was a fucking legend. Not only did he climb that fucking 600ft overpass, he did it WITH A PHYSICAL DISABILITY. THE MADLAD. And throughout the entire time, fifteen years, he got caught once. ONCE. HE DID ALL THAT UNNOTICED. THAT'S INSANE.