I'm Dex - 28, genderfluid, and panromantic asexual [he/they] I am in enough fandoms to drain away all of my time. All of it. I will be posting art, fic, and character analysis pieces
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Bakura Chart 9.0: yami bakura derives joy from my misery. 100 colors.
im actually about to lose my mind why does this keep happening i was so convinced i was finally done but no. i feel like god is mocking me. what was meant to be just a silly little comparison while i was bored literally once has spiralled out of control. what is wrong with this little white-haired freak. not even the merch stays consistent. i hope he explodes and fucking dies. i hope the boiled one gets him. i hope the locust gets him. i need to run him over with a steamroller i cant do this anymore. him and his fuckass colored eye contacts are the bane of my existence. the agony this chart brings me is indescribable and insurmountable. we've reached 100 colors i might actually just combust and die.
theres just no need theres absolutely no need for all these colors. i could stop, sure, but then there'd be colors people don't know about. i keep pressing on despite my hatred for this chart. this is just my legacy now i dont even fucking know anymore. ill just be bakura eye chart guy for the rest of my days.
also people keep reblogging versions 1 + 3 and occasionally 5 and honest to god it feels like this
i dont know how to feel about this anymore. mostly its just "wow. you guys havent seen anything yet." i wish i could go back to like whenever i started making this stupid fucking chart just to shoot myself before it got to this point. is this how frankenstein felt upon releasing his monster to the world. how pandora felt upon opening the box. neither old age nor sickness will be what takes me, bakura eye chart will be the thing that kills me. i hate this fluffy white anime boy in ways words cant describe
color count for ver 9.0: 100. one fucking hundred. i can't say anything anymore
Who else is overwhelmed and just wants to play in a sand box and feel the sun warmed sand part gloriously as you dig for the cooler, denser sand ready for building with
I can't afford a covid booster, idk how long I will even be able to continue hrt at this rate. I've been having chest pains near nightly from anxiety attacks. I've been overlooked by well over my 300 applications quota it takes to get a job these days. I need something regular. It doesn't even need to be much. I just need money so I can make minimum payments on recovering from kitten and car debt and maybe treat myself to the anti-plague serum if I'm lucky. Maybe I'd stop having debilitating chest pain every night.