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Agreed. Oh I love these girls they're both wonderful and adorable!
Lightning oh... Lightning you are both the greatest lady magnet and heartbreak. Don't yell at Cruz! She is pure joy!
My girls are sad!!! Save them!!!
(They’re both looking at Lightning in each shot- Lightning stop doing this to them, they don’t deserve it!!!)
(Also… Cruz is beefy and I love her???)
I’m officially speedrunning right now ahsdgfhsadf
I made this
Summer as it nears to end, memories you cherish, and memories you wish to have had.
Summer as it nears to end, memories you cherish, and memories you wish to have had.
I took a deep breath, swallowed my fears, aaand...
...Hahaha YES!!!
I'd figure finishing the lamb first would mean it gets out of the way faster, and I wouldn't have to work with that lamb-forsaken wool
I BEG I PLEAD can youw draw Shamura?? pls pls pls btw ur artstyle is SO cool i love it!!
sure thing !!! also thank you so much <3 !
Don't mind me, i'm dead for bungou stray dog at the moment. Yes hi, i don't draw only YGO stuff, take some of this as well!
Night, are you here again?
Night, won't you let me in?
I have lied here waiting
But when I lay me down to rest
It's part of some eternal jest
Though since you left me here, I've grown
I still wish I weren't here alone
I am handing you this 30 second song I wrote and sang
this is ✨️BeAuTiFuL✨️
I’m new to tumblr so I’m not completely sure how this works. First post, and it’s wolfstar!
DC + DP sleepless nights
So all the bats have insomnia, and Danny is dead so he doesn't sleep often, also like all bats, have it. it's their schedule, even on days off they have trouble sleeping, so all of them. Except Duke, he actually works during normal hours.
Anyhow a really funny fic would be them running into Danny. I imagine gotham has a ton of 24/7 stores, cause ya know it's Gotham, but after 1:00 am basically no one is up, except Danny and the bats.
Danny first runs into Jason or more accurately Red Hood, at the convenience store on the corner of crime ally buying a bunch of these weird candies that Sam likes cause they are vegan but don't sell in Amity. So Danny with the whole stores supply paying with a credit card is just staring at Jason, who is in the first aid section with a bullet wound.
He runs into Tim next in civies, Tim at 3:00 am couldn't sleep and is at the skate park, thinking about a case, and Danny just joins him, (mind you both their eyes slightly glow, so it's creepy).
Next is Damian in civies at 2:00 am in a dark alley He sees the other boy petting cats and they hang out, Danny offers him a lolly pop that he doesn't take. They talk about cats and Danny mentions one of the cats isn't doing well. Damian later learns he was right.
For Dick he meets him as a cop, and this is disgust, a wrinkled nose, and absolute scowl as he stares at him, like he's dirt, before he throws a soda at him and walks off. Dick is insulted. (Danny does not like cops.)
Cass as black bat meets him during patrol when Danny mistakes her for Sam, when she starts signing, he realizes this isn't Sam. He apologizes and gives her a lolly pop and walks off. Cass after checking it for poison decides she has a new sibling.
I know there's still Steph and Bruce, but I dunno them well enough to do this I might have messed up for Cass too, anyhow yeah midnight adventures with Danny. Also if anyone wants a DC/DP discord server I was impulsive and now there is one, so comment/message and I'll send the link,
Thanks for reading :)
they're so cute!
I'm gonna be drawing something wholesome whenever I feel bad now. Thank you @rubikor for making such nice art of these two! I remember it all >:3
the fifty shades of sky 💫
50 відтінків неба 😍
this was so funny because i literally posted new fics just after i came home from the convention 😭😭😭
hi guys no new fics for today im rlly tired and i have a cosplay convention to attend tomorrow lmfao 😭 love u guys tho xx!!
‘am i Having A Brain Problem or Being a Shithead’: a short procrastination checklist
aka why tf am i procrastinating on The Thing (more like a flowchart, actually)
lots of people who have executive function difficulties worry about whether they’re procrastinating on a task out of laziness/simply wanting to be a jerk or mental struggles. this checklist might help you figure out which it is at any given time! (hint: it’s almost never laziness or being a jerk.) (obligatory disclaimer: this is just what works for me! something different might work better for you.)
1) do I honestly intend to start the task despite my lack of success?
yes: it’s a Brain Problem. next question
no: it’s shitty to say one thing & do another. better be honest with myself & anyone expecting me to do the task.
2) am I fed, watered, well-rested, medicated properly, etc?
yes: next question
no: guess what? this is the real next task
3) does the idea of starting the task make me feel scared or anxious?
yes: Anxiety Brain. identify what’s scaring me first.
no: next question
4) do I know how to start the task?
yes: next question
no: ADHD Brain. time to make an order of operations list.
5) do I have everything I need to start the task?
yes: next question
no: ADHD Brain lying to me about the steps again, dangit. first task is ‘gather the materials’.
6) why am i having a hard time switching from my current task to this new task?
i’m having fun doing what i’m doing: it’s okay to have fun doing a thing! if task is time-sensitive, go to next question.
i have to finish doing what i’m doing: might be ADHD brain. can I actually finish the current task or will I get trapped in a cycle? does this task really need to be finished?
the next task will be boring/boring-er than the current task: ADHD brain. re-think the next task. what would make it exciting? what am I looking forward to?
I might not have enough time to complete the task: ADHD brain wants to finish everything it starts. (if task is time-sensitive, go to next question)
i just want to make the person who asked me to do it angry: sounds like anxiety brain trying to punish itself, because I know I’ll be miserable if someone is angry at me. why do i think I deserve punishment?
no, I seriously want to piss them off: okay, i’m being a shithead
7) have I already procrastinated so badly that I now cannot finish the task in time?
yes: ADHD brain is probably caught in a guilt-perfection cycle. since I can’t have the task done on time, i don’t even want to start.
reality check: having part of a thing done is almost always better than none of a thing done. if I can get an extension, having part of it done will help me keep from stalling out until the extension deadline. i’ll feel better if I at least try to finish it.
no, there’s still a chance to finish on time: ADHD brain thinks that I have all the time in the world, but the truth is I don’t.
reality check: if i’m having fun doing what I’m doing, I can keep doing it, but I should probably set a timer & ask someone to check on me to make sure I start doing the task later today.
8) I’ve completed the checklist and still don’t know what’s wrong!
probably wasn’t honest enough with myself. take one more look.
if I’m still mystified, ask a friend to help me talk it out.
hope this helps some of you! YOU’RE DOING GREAT SWEETIE DON’T GIVE UP ON YOU
You should sleep
TW! self-hatred, grief, apathy, dehumanization, more tw's to be added
Note: this is a diary page written about my own emotions/struggles/views. it's written in second POV
Date: 8/24/24 -- 2:45AM
You should really be sleeping now, not reading. Or writing, in this case, but it’s hard to sleep when you feel like you’re wasting your life! The voices of your loved ones ring in your head. ‘’you should make the most of it now’’ or ‘’you should go out more’’.
You know that already, but you have no desire to see the sun or touch the grass—not when that specific presence isn’t with you. Something inside you has died, and all the joy has simply faded away. It’s hard. It’s hard to enjoy, to laugh, to feel. The emptiness within you is the worst thing in the world. You wish you could fill it, but nothing is ever enough for you.
Nothing satisfies the hunger of the monster you’ve become. Yes, you call yourself a monster. Because it’s true—you are a monster. You don’t heal, you don’t grow, you don’t change, you don’t believe or live; you only deceive. It’s a trait you inherited (you won’t say from whom), and it’s a burden. The destruction you bring is absurd. How can one person bring so much destruction? Why are you like this? You’ve destroyed so many things in your life. It’s depressing—so, so depressing.
Sometimes I wish I could restart or pause, take a breath of fresh air, or have someone hold my hand and say, "Okay, slow down, breathe. Now, tell me." I’ve said those words to others many times, but why don’t I deserve to hear them? Why am I so different? Not in a cheesy way. Hell, I’m not even going to try to explain what I mean. If someone reads this someday, they’ll either understand or say I’m dramatic and stupid.
And to those who understand—I’m sorry.
I know how much you want to be held but can’t stand being touched. I know how you long for someone to pet you on the head, but you hiss and growl like a wild animal. I know how you yearn for warmth, yet still prefer the cold. I know how you read just to escape into those stories, to live vicariously through those characters, to imagine that your life could be like theirs, with those specific experiences. I know how much you want to live, to feel, how you start to absorb the emotions from the stories you read, just to feel something. But it’s not yours. That story isn’t yours, that emotion isn’t yours, that life isn’t yours—and it never will be. You’ll rot forever, alone, because nothing is good enough, and if it is, you can’t trust it, so you destroy it.
That’s how you monsters operate. You seek comfort, you seek emotion, you seek getleness and when it’s given, you refuse it, you damage it, you destroy it. I’ll give you my gentle hands, and you’ll return them scratched and calloused. It’s your nature—to manipulate, deceive, destroy—over and over. No one knows what it’s like to be destructive, how dehumanizing it is. No one can come close because they’ll break or rather—you’ll break them . They’ll lose a piece of themselves, leaving empty and incomplete, because you just take and take and never give; you take away from others to fill your own void in your chest, to fit in whatever you can because it hurts. You once believed you had a heart, that you were good, but there’s no good, and there’s no heart and it is your own fault. You are what you hate the most. That’s a bit pathetic, isn’t it?
You should really stop, but all these emotions and thoughts that aren’t even yours are swirling in your head. You wish so much to be loved like the characters in the books. You wish you could be in their shoes, even with all their suffering, just to finally feel something other than the ache of the void in your chest. You swear, no one knows emptiness and loneliness like you do. You know you’re isolating yourself, but you don’t know why (maybe to protect those around you, maybe because deep down you care, but then you remember that there’s no deep down and that you are what you do). Your chest burns unpleasantly when people talk to you, and it feels gross, it feels wrong, foreign, unnatural. Sometimes you don’t even feel human, you feel like you lack the humanity necessarry to call yourself that. You’re confused, scared and uneasy, you aren’t sure what you are anymore. Are these your thoughts? Are these your feelings? Did you become someone else again?
You should really sleep
beam: a bnha poem
two boys, painted in green stand in a silent city. it is dark, except for the way one of them glows.
he is the kind of bright you cannot dampen, cannot cover or stamp out. he is like warm sunshine.
the other is— shadowed, hunched over as if he is protecting himself, curled up tight. the words from his mouth are sharp, edges like broken glass, but they are wrapped carefully in green.
sparks fly from his hands, and he is charging, the bang of an explosion echoing behind him.
red meets green. light meets dark.
they trade blow for blow, leave dents in the buildings and sidewalks. the clash is spectacular.
and when the dust settles, there is silence, once more. the light has been battered away.
but in that moment, in traded words and easy rivalry, there is a promise.
one day, they will shine together.
Final round of my Brandenburg doodles using using ヒラ’s old Brandenburg OC design because its my friend’s favorite.
Omg this is amazing! I love this fckin gammee!!! 💜💜
I need a hobby,,,
Green Earth Tongue
One of two different mushrooms that grows this shade of green, when I saw it, I knew I wanted to draw it. It comes in other colours but this green💕 YUM. One more Funguary mushroom left!
I bet Mothman is king of making flower chains. He has to be with that many hands.