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Its hard to get creative,
well it's not but you're head and you're body do different things and its frustrating
and then its just hard for you to want to do stuff because you want it to be great already
I find it really hard and just distract myself so much, time passes so quickly and then I get worried I'm not doing anything though I want to
I really want to get better so I'm gonna try and its going to be sooo frustrating but I really want to
First though I really need to have a better sleep schedule
It’s Really Not The Same As It Was
CW! abortion, abuse, slight smut at the end
Izuku was bullied ever since he was a child. He never understood why he was picked out of everyone. Katsuki, Izuku's supposed best friend, turned his back on him. Katsuki became Izuku’s main bully. It soon was clear why he was thrown in the trash considering Bakugo started saying it to his face a dozen times a day. Izuku was quirkless.
From elementary school all the way to their final year in junior high, Katsuki bullied Izuku. Katsuki got everyone to hate Izuku. Izuku was isolated and never given a chance to have a friend or social life. He didn’t mind it. He’d rather be alone. No one caught his attention. Everyone was boring, following the rest of the herd mindlessly.
When Izuku was in his third year of junior high, one fateful day broke him. Izuku was physically attacked, humiliated, and then suicide bated. Izuku fell into a severe depressive episode that lasted months. Izuku never really recovered from it. Inko unenrolled Izuku from Aldera Junior High, sued the school, and cut all connections with the Bakugo’s.
Izuku fell behind in his studies, causing him to fall short of the requirements to attend UA’s entry exam. Izuku was devastated and fell into an even worse mental state. Inko didn't know what to do and had Izuku get hospitalized for his own safety. Unfortunately, she made the wrong decision and he only got worse.
Izuku felt like no one wanted him around, that he was a bother. Izuku couldn't find one thing to live for other than his mother. If his mother sent him away because he was crazy, he no longer had anything to keep him alive. While he was unresponsive for a bit at the hospital, he realized he needed to fake being happy to get out. Izuku got out in no time. The doctors hated wasting resources on a quirkless person.
Izuku started up his life at a regular high school, nothing elite like the prestigious hero school U.A. High. Izuku didn’t know anyone so it was easy to live a comfortable life. He wasn’t bullied, he didn’t draw attention to himself, and had a couple of "friends". Izuku often studies with them, but their relationship was strictly only friends. It wasn’t until their school festival that Izuku met his demise.
The monster in disguise was a handsome boy. His name was Sugiyama Tomo. He was first person to ever flirt or hit on Izuku. Izuku, not knowing the first thing about relationships, fell into the trap. Izuku had no siblings to confide in. Izuku’s father died when he was a child so he had nothing to use as an example. Izuku never had a boyfriend before, let alone friends. It was easy for him to fall in love with the first person who showed interest in him.
Izuku and Tomo had a very one-sided relationship. Izuku never noticed because how was he supposed to know. Izuku was used to being yelled at and hit. It never really raised red flags for him. Izuku happily let Tomo do whatever he pleased. It didn't take long for Tomo to make sexual advances. Izuku never knew much about sex considering Inko never gave him the talk, so he allowed it to happen.
When Izuku began to have sex, Tomo had a field day when he saw Izuku was intersex. Tomo heard a myth that intersex people were infertile and never once brought up using protection. There were no contraceptives being used as they were sexually active every day. It was only a matter of time before Izuku was pregnant.
It happened so fast. Izuku didn’t know exactly when an egg was fertilized, but he soon started noticing strange occurrences. Izuku’s flat chest grew sore and tender. His nipples darkened to a brown shade, unlike the usual dark pink. Izuku mentioned it to his mother, worried something was going in with his breasts. Inko took him to the hospital, scared about what could be happening.
When Izuku was taken into the office, he explained what he had noticed. It seemed the doctor instantly noticed the symptoms and began asking somewhat specific questions. After questioning, Izuku was led to a bathroom for a urine sample. Inko and Izuku thought nothing of it. Urine samples were very common. When the doctor came back after fifteen minutes, he had news.
“I know what’s the cause of these sudden bodily changes,” revealed the adult, seeming a lot more relaxed after figuring out what was going on.
Inko and Izuku were tightly holding onto one another, preparing for the worst. “What’s going on with my child?”
“Well, according to the urine sample, Izuku here appears to be pregnant.”
Inko’s eyes widened in mortification. Izuku passed out. As much as Inko was horrified that Izuku was sexually active, she had to swallow down the invasive questions and anger. Inko couldn’t blame Izuku, she knew he had been in a bad spot and really loved the guy he was with. It was clear Izuku was maturing and would be getting sexual. Part of her role as a parent was to be a guide and an influence. She had done nothing to prepare Izuku for the risks of having sex.
That night when Izuku visited Tomo at their usual time, Izuku ended up breaking the news to Tomo. While Izuku found excitement in being pregnant, Tomo saw the end of the world. Izuku had something to live for and Tomo saw it as the end of his freedom. It didn’t take much for Tomo to manipulate and convince Izuku to abort the baby. Tomo told Izuku that they had all the time in the world and didn’t need to rush anything. They were still young and shouldn’t be held down by a baby. He didn't even try to sound understanding or sympathetic.
While Tomo said it just to avoid responsibility, Izuku was deeply wounded by those words. Izuku felt invalidated and begun crying. Izuku was worried Tomo didn’t love him enough to want to have a baby. The sad thing was Tomo saw Izuku as nothing more than a sex toy. That night, Tomo's sex toy left early sobbing. Tomo screamed at him for leaving early and being overdramatic. Izuku blocked it out, too overwhelmed by despair.
Inko was shocked Izuku wanted an abortion but decided if Izuku said he wanted an abortion, he could get an abortion. Izuku was young and the baby would be at risk due to his age. Izuku’s body would never be the same. Neither of them was financially stable to take care of a baby. Izuku still had high school to attend and he’d have to drop out to take care of the kid since Inko couldn’t afford daycare and they had no family. Izuku's entire life would be on hold if he chose to have the baby.
Izuku arrived at the hospital and sat down in the waiting area. Izuku was trembling, picking at his cuticles as his anxiety spiked. While Izuku and Inko were waiting for "Izuku" to be called out, a small group entered the hospital. The small group consisted of Katsuki, Eijiro, Ochako, and Aizawa. They had just wrapped up a villain attack and heading to the hospital was a shorter trip than going back to U.A. for healing. The four also had civilians they also wanted to check on.
Katsuki noticed Izuku and Inko and his body froze against his will. The three with him noticed his strange pause and looked at where he was looking. Ochako and Eijiro teased Katsuki, thinking he was in love. Aizawa, on the other hand, saw the panicked look on Katsuki’s face and knew it was something else entirely.
Inko was looking at Izuku with a worried expression, concerned about what was going through her precious child’s head. Izuku never once looked at her, staring straight ahead with a blank expression. Katsuki watched, wondering what was going on.
“Midoriya Izuku?”
Izuku got up and Inko watched him leave. Izuku walked straight toward the doctor at the door and Inko watched him disappear. She’d be called back once the operation was finished. All she could do was hang her head in her own shame.
Katsuki and Aizawa had no injuries so neither had to go back. The estimated wait was fifteen minutes for Ochako and Eijiro to get taken back. Ochako took thirty minutes and Eijiro also took thirty minutes, they were taken back separately so in total Aizawa and Katsuki were sitting there for an hour and a half. Inko was called back at the thirty-minute mark.
Eijiro was still gone by the time Izuku returned with Inko. Izuku’s face was a wet mess. His eyes were puffy from crying. His nose was red from repeatedly wiping his runny nose. Inko squeezed Izuku’s hand and whispered to him.
“How do you feel?”
Midoriya couldn’t hold back the silent tears as he quickly glanced at his mother before looking away again. “Better.”
Katsuki couldn’t do it anymore, he rose to his feet and made his way over.
“Aunty. Izuku,” called out Katsuki.
The two snapped their heads over, not noticing the voice at first. Izuku looked over and was met with a worried Katsuki.
“Kacchan?”
Inko scowled, still hostile when it came to the boy who tormented her son.
“Are you okay? What are you doing here?” questioned Katsuki, clearly distressed for Izuku’s wellbeing.
Izuku looked at his feet, unable to face Katsuki. “That’s… private.”
Katsuki nodded, backing off. “Alright… uh—shit. You’re okay though right? You’re not dying are you?”
Izuku shook his head, finally finding some confidence to look Katsuki in the eyes. “Of course I’m okay. Since when have you cared if I’m okay or not?”
Katsuki’s cheeks heated up at the direct reference to his bullying. Pushing past the guilt that hit him, he had a more important goal to achieve. “Fuck, Izuku. I know you don’t want to hear it, but you deserve to have it said to you.”
Katsuki dropped to his knees and bowed at Izuku’s feet. “I’m so sorry Izuku. I am sorry for everything I’ve done to you. I was a horrible person and I treated you horribly. I don’t deserve to be a hero, but every single day you are the reason why I try to be better. I want to be a hero worthy of your forgiveness.”
Izuku felt his eyes widen. His cheeks heated up at the dramatic apology in the middle of a hospital waiting room. “Kacchan.”
Katsuki looked up and took Izuku’s hand. “You don’t have to say anything. Don’t feel obligated to just because we have a crowd. The world deserves to know what kind of person I had been. I have to work to earn your trust and kindness again. And if you never want to see again, that’s perfectly fine and I’ll get out of your sight.”
“You idiot,” cried Izuku, too much happening all at once.
Katsuki ended up having to help escort Izuku home after making him faint. Inko softened up, seeing the sincerity in Katsuki’s words. She’d tolerate Katsuki until Izuku gave her a sign if he wanted Katsuki around or not.
Izuku unblocked Katsuki and promised to catch up with him soon. Katsuki and Izuku often hung out, feeling their natural bond come back together. Katsuki even managed to get Nezu interested in Izuku by accident. Nezu was one to snoop and caught Katsuki on the phone with someone dishing out incredible hero analysis.
Nezu brought Katsuki into his office and obtained the information of Izuku Midoriya. Two weeks later Izuku transferred to U.A. as Nezu’s personal student. Izuku was moved into Heights Alliance shortly after considering U.A. was a boarding school after an incident during Katsuki’s first year.
Izuku was allowed to pick which building he wanted to stay in and chose 2-A, the building Katsuki was staying in. Katsuki was ecstatic the moment he saw Izuku walk in his bags. Izuku was soon adopted into the class 2-A family. Izuku took a liking Uraraka, Tsuyu, Iida, Todoroki, Momo, and Tokoyami. Of course, Izuku got along well with Katsuki’s friends but he had a group of his own.
Since moving into the dorms, it didn’t take long for people to find out about Izuku's abusive relationship. Izuku would leave at least four times a week and be gone for hours. He had permission from Nezu to leave so no one questioned it for the most part. The thing that did catch their attention was that Izuku always came back a wreck and seemed beyond lifeless. Sometimes at night Izuku’s neighbors, Aoyama and Mineta, along with the person above him, Kaminari, could hear screaming over the phone in his room.
Katsuki, Mina, Sero, Kirishima, Jiro, and Momo overheard Kaminari talking to Izuku. They had been in the middle of a gaming competition. Izuku came down to grab some water when Kaminari suddenly got up to talk to him in the kitchen. While the game was on pause, they could hear the two from where they were sitting.
Kaminari addressed what he had been hearing and how he was worried. Izuku laughed it off saying his boyfriend was upset Izuku couldn’t make it the night before. Kaminari mentioned how he’s heard it multiple times and Izuku admitted it was an often occurrence. Kaminari was growing increasingly worried, confused about why Midoriya wouldn’t stand up for himself. Staying in U.A. dorms was for his safety and his boyfriend should respect that. Izuku could only respond and say how they used to spend almost all day, every day together so he wasn’t handling it well.
The group never asked about it, knowing it wasn’t their business. It was about two weeks later, Kaminari was hosting a mini party in his room. Katsuki, Mina, Kirishima, and Sero were all sitting around and talking about how they just found out Aizawa and Hizashi were married. Their light conversation was interrupted by muffled yelling. It was clear it was coming from Izuku’s room.
They couldn’t make out everything, but they heard enough to know Izuku’s boyfriend was, at the least, verbally abusive. It didn’t take a smart person to figure that out. Katsuki knew he had a big enough influence on Izuku that he’d be able to get through to him.
When Katsuki walked into Izuku’s room five minutes into listening to the Tomo screaming, he took the phone from Izuku’s hand. “Hey! Go bitch to some other fucking extra!”
Izuku looked mortified that Katsuki had not only entered his room unannounced, but he had heard everything. Not only did Katsuki hear everything, but he just yelled at Tomo. Katsuki then did something even worse and hung up on Tomo. To Izuku, it was a blessing in disguise. Katsuki sat the phone down and glared at Izuku.
“Dump that asshole. He clearly doesn’t love you. No one should ever fucking talk to you like that,” hissed Katsuki, his piercing gaze burning Izuku.
What Katsuki didn’t expect was for Izuku to explain everything. The day Katsuki reunited with Izuku was the most painful day of his life.
“Wait… you were what? Pregnant? How the hell?”
“I’m intersex. I have female and male reproductive genitalia. I identify as male and prefer if people only ever knew me as biological male,” explained Izuku, shooting Katsuki a scary look to show he was serious.
Katsuki raised his hands in defense. “Chill out nerd. It’s not my place to say anything anyways. Well, that explains the pregnant part. Now… what you’re telling me is he pressured you into an abortion?”
Izuku nodded, feeling idiotic now that it was being said out loud by Katsuki. Even if he was pressured into it, getting the abortion was for the best. Izuku was so miserable that he couldn’t see how badly it would’ve been if he kept the child. The main reason being his mental state. Izuku was no where near stable enough to care for a child.
“Yes. He did. But I wouldn’t be where I was if I kept the child. I would be miserable right now. I would have believed I made the right choice, but I wouldn’t be happy. Besides... Tomo would’ve left me,” admitted Izuku, meeting Katsuki’s gaze.
“Well fuck that guy anyways. You don’t need trash like him. You have family now and people who actually care about your thoughts and feelings,” remarked Katsuki, leaning back in Izuku’s chair.
Izuku's expression fell into something of a weak and discouraged frown. “I’ll leave him. I’m tired of the yelling.”
Katsuki nodded, getting off the chair to jump onto Izuku. Izuku screeched as Katsuki's body slammed him into the bed. Izuku fell into a fit of laughter because of the gremlin glint in Katsuki’s eyes as he jumped. Katsuki laid on top of Izuku, crushing him. Izuku didn’t mind it, finding the weight comforting.
“Can you stay the night? I don’t want to be alone,” asked Izuku, despite expecting rejection.
“I was going to do that anyways. It’s my bedtime,” grunted Katsuki, tugging the sheets over them.
Izuku and Katsuki’s phones lay on the floor as their sleepy cuddle pile took up all the space on the bed. Izuku melted like butter with Katsuki’s natural body heat. Katsuki subconsciously intertwined their limbs, hugging Izuku close. Katsuki never felt more comfortable in his life. The sweet, earthy scent of Izuku’s hair and the softness of his skin.
The following day, Izuku announced to the class he was going to be back soon and that he was dumping his boyfriend. Izuku came back disheveled and bloody knuckles. Everyone scrambled over to make sure he was okay. All Izuku could do was raise his fists with a smile.
“He tried to kiss me so I broke his teeth.”
No one had any complaints with that. Momo created some items to treat Izuku’s wounds. Everyone huddled around, beyond proud of his improved confidence. It took a lot of strength to break things off with the person who’s been psychologically and physically abusing you for the past year and a half. Izuku knew he needed to defend himself and that was exactly what he did.
Izuku obtained his hero license the following year with the rest of the third years. While he was the same kind of hero as Nezu, Izuku was invited by Katsuki to make an agency with him. Two more years passed and Katsuki asked out Izuku. By then, Izuku was flourishing and living his best life. For the decade of pain, the infinite future of good to come made it very much worth it.
Izuku went from no friends to a handful of amazing friends. He let his abusive boyfriend go with a strong punch to the face to gain a perfect boyfriend who treated him like a prince. He went from a nobody in the middle of nowhere to a popular hero.
Izuku entered his home, pulling off his shoes at the door. The smell of strong spices filled the house. Katsuki came over, wiping off his hands with a towel.
“You’re late.”
Izuku’s lip wobbled at the sight of Katsuki. Tears pooled up in his eyes and spilled out, onto his cheeks. Katsuki knew in a second that Izuku had a rough day. Katsuki pulled Izuku into his arms without hesitation. Izuku cried, soaking up the comfort of his boyfriend.
“Is it the mission you’ve been working on?” softly asked Katsuki.
Izuku nodded, hiding his face in the crook of Katsuki’s neck. “Mhmm.”
“Common. I’ve finished dinner,” huffed Katsuki, gently sliding his hand down Izuku’s palm to intertwine their fingers.
They ate in comfortable silence. Izuku never let go of Katsuki’s hand, using his left hand to eat instead. Katsuki never complained, letting Izuku hold his hand as much as he wanted.
When they wrapped up eating, they cleaned up together. There weren’t any words that needed to be said. Katsuki guided Izuku to the bathroom and started a warm bath. Katsuki massaged shampoo into Izuku’s hair and rubbed out the ache in Izuku’s upper and lower back.
Izuku needed more of Katsuki, making a move to begin kissing him. Katsuki reciprocated the kiss, feeling himself recharge as well. They spent a passionate night together. Relishing in the feeling of being connected, making love with all the passion their bodies possessed. Izuku never took his eyes off of Katsuki. Katsuki never took his eyes off of Izuku.
Katsuki laid on Izuku, pressing him into the bed with his heavy body. Izuku loved the feeling, kissing Katsuki’s jaw.
“I’m so grateful for you, Izuku.”
“Me too. I’m really happy you found me.”
“God I love you. So beautiful. So perfect. So sexy. So powerful.”
Izuku fell into a fit of laughter, drowned in kisses. “Kacchan! I love you too! Haha—stop! Kacchan!”
Izuku never felt more loved in his life, his heart full of the love Katsuki showered him in. Izuku woke up the next morning, caressing the sun-kissed skin of Katsuki. Izuku brushed a thumb over Katsuki’s eyelashes and the scars that decorated his skin.
You’re the last person I thought I would end up with, but I wouldn’t trade you for anything. You’re the only one who sees me.
The weight of my eyes and the fog in my mind is overwhelming.
Sleep, they say; sleep, as if it’s easy.
My body shakes from the cold, goosebumps littering my skin all over.
Am I the only one who feels the frosty touch of the wind? Am I the only one without the constant warmth in my skin?
And now as I stare into this screen and type the time away, the bone-done deep ache is only shortly kept at bay.
Do you understand what I’m trying trying to say, the words I’m trying to convey?
My voice is a quiet whisper, one shadowed and hard to hear.
If you want to hear what I have to say, you need to listen:
I’m tired.
uhhhh arttober day two : mushrooms not even gonna lie i am running on 3 hours of sleep its a miracle i completed this - love april tho
running on 3 hours of sleep, hopes and prayers, and wrestlemania buzz
Little GIF of Bleak
I made a little animation of the toon version of my mascot Bleak. I got the idea to animate her either drawing or reading while she's listening to music from headphones. This was animated on FlipaClip and was set as 8 FPS and only has 8 FPS.
And I Drew Her Again
I might actually have a problem I love drawing this design of her so much.
Toon Bleak
More of the toon version of my mascot Bleak
Do you ever just go down a rabbit hole of stories, that seem like they intertwine with one another, but some are actually separate stories of their own and also have other parts to these said other stories that also intertwine in such a chaotic- what part goes where moment- and the said first story you read also has separate parts of it's own, but those stories, including said first one you read just so happen to end on cliffhangers that you know will never. Be finshed- so you're just left in a pile of your own confusion around 1 am at night, thinking till 2 am- on a school night by the way; about those said stories and are like- "Wow! those were amazing, I sure do hope maybe there's a silm chance that they might some day finsh those said stories", and then you think... "ya, no, probably not", then you finally tell yourself that you should actually go to bed now and sleep, but find yourself finding just one more story, and that story is just so happens to be a one part compolete story and think- "Huh, a finshed part one story, cool! But I really should sleep-" but find yourself reading half way through it and your like- "oh this is so nice- oh wow! this is so nice!", and then get to the towards the quarter end and your like- "this is really sad and depressing.", but then at the end your like- "Wow! what a good happy ending! But f@#$ that guy inparticular that just beat the near life out the main character.", and now it's 3:35 am and your slowly realize that you have to get up around 6 am in the morning for school, and then you have a hard time sleeping till you finally do some time around 3:56 am?
. . .
No, just me?
Anyway sorry about the rant I just made, but I felt like I needed to get that off my chest.
XD
Anyway go check out that said rabbit hole on the:
SCP Wiki Tales Hub
And get your free midnight migraine that I just had gone through not 17 hours and 31 minutes ago from the time I post this.
But for real 049 bro is like my favorite SCP 😎👌 credits to the one who made SCP 049
SCP 049 Wiki page here
There's nothing better in the world than deciding to sleep in and waking up well rested only to find it's still early enough in the morning to take your meds without messing up the schedule
WE MADE IT
we did it
both chapters are out
mostly just rambling. tysm for reading my pointless works <3
links below !!
tumblr is eating my links...
mermaids ch1 & 2 . reaction fic
I’ve been following Yuzuya for awhile, like 2 years while and I’ve watched the, grow as a channel and as voice actors. It’s been one hell of a ride so I wanted to put in my piece to the ending of the wedding series and thank the whole Yuzuya team for the amazing stories. (If you have no idea what I’m going on about, watch the KiriBaku Series on YouTube, it’s really good)
(^ Episode 3 of the Christmas Series, Kirishima, Bakugou and Roomie walking to the cat café)
@yuzuyaofficial
I HAVE DONE IT!!!!!!
I need sleep…
EVERYONE SHUT UP! IT'S TIME FOR THE TRUE QUESTION OF THE CENTURY!
Some good images to help us with this debate.
guys i have a STAGE 1 psychology assignment due in 18 hours about Examining the Impact of AI on Brain Structures and Functioning. psychology says I need about 9 hours of sleep. school starts in 11 hours but I cannot sleep cause I have a drama performance tomorrow so I wont be able to submit it regardless.
anyway. what is more important? sleep or finishing the assignment with the knowledge you know have.
I look dead when I wake up in the morning. Literally, I look just like this:
Like a million year old lesbian who went through a bad breakup and is just trying to smile through it and act like she doesn’t care.
When you've been up for 57 hours straight and you still can't go to sleep yet because you have physics hw to do
Been thinking (ya know instead of sleeping) on how busted White Lily will be when she inevitably gets an awakened form due to power creep. It likely won’t be for now just based on where the narrative is and how she’s still relatively good in the meta and with Holly right there along with the witch arc too but yeah. Like she’s already strong and her animation be crazy on the processing so idk how that’ll work. That’s not even touching on how that’ll work narratively.
(My opinion on that while I’m half asleep is she’ll break down due to Dark enchantress then deal with her beast).
But yeah I’m signing off I don’t even want to think about the beasts in the future getting buffed. 😅
"Sleeping like that is bad for you! Stop it!"
I hate these kinds of articles, we know Captain obvious. Unless you have a magical cure for my insomnia, that is not happening. I'd much rather have a fucked up back and neck rather than having a sad fucked up brain from getting no sleep.
Need this in my life
he likes to feel tall
I can’t have my cake and eat it, but I can have my cake and eat yours.
If you stab a cereal box are you a serial killer?
worst thing about playing a game where the characters are complicated and fleshed out is the constant battle of “this character is the most evil” “this character was the only good one” but in reality, the whole games concept was that EVERY character is meant to be mean or evil in some way. you’re meant to understand that these are bad people. you’re meant to understand that with these characters there isn’t any particular “good” or “bad” it’s literally just humans reacting in different ways to the situation they’re put in. especially when two characters are compared with their worst actions as if doing something slightly less bad makes you the “good/better” person.
Dynamics
They're just so cute- awe. They have their special ways of showing love, even though Ink finds it difficult to not touch Error as much as he'd like and Error finds it difficult to understand Inks spontaneous energy bursts. They show their love and care by just being with each other, even if it means sitting in the anti void just chatting for hours without end, and that's enough <3.
On another note, I swear if Ink was human he would have died already because nobody can be that dumb and careless and not die within 24 hours of being alive. It's just not possible. Also, Error, my guy. May I suggest some tea?
Oh- and don't attack me for the bad coloring. My eyes were droopy, okay?? QwQ
Ink belongs to Comyet
Error belongs to CrayonQueen
Chill
This is a very lazy smol "comic" (does it count?? It's just one panel?) Of an idea I got RIGHT when I was going to bed. So much for going to sleep early scoff. Anyways, it's hurried and it looks messy, but I got to put my thoughts on a paper, yahoo! I'm so tired- good night.
Is that how God feels? Are we all just God's original characters?
been building a collection of posts from like minded individuals
actual footage of me writing the most depressing shit in my screenplay at 12 pm when I'm sick and should prob be sleeping
@sillydelusionnight
Sleep is important to me. Not for life or like to avoid death or anything. I'm just generally not a nice person when I don't sleep.
Like. I just got out of a 5 1/2 hour rehearsal and I'm preparing to ruin someone's life if they look at me wrong.
1. He looks like that and not my original style because I am sleep deprived and I gotta go to school tomorrow and it's killing me mentally
2. They climb their Papa because they love him and Ace just them
3. They bit Marco 100%
(I will redraw this digitally)
