#And i'm trying to relearn that

[shoecrabs]

this one's for the jiper girlies

#jason grace #piper mclean #heroes of olympus fanart #I'm in general not a big shipper but i had the urge to paint these two enjoying themselves #jiper #trying to relearn how to finger paint lol #why is it so hard to paint i hate it here /j #anyways I like seeing them as a situationship/casual relationship more than a full fledged romance #my art

[a-dumbo-octopus]

Someone's got a few too many secrets...

#I'm back at it again with wacky headcanons for life series ldshadowlady hehehehehe #her cubito is not safe from my very strange mind #ok so yknow how in ll I hced her as a zombie and she was missing an eye #well INITIALLY I was like ok well in this season she'll have an eyepatch cuz I love callbacks #but then the pumpkin happened #so now that eyesocket is filled with pumpkin guts :) I am very normal #Hope yall enjoy!! I'm trying to relearn how to draw people but this was a very self indulgent thing I'm real happy with how it turned out #ldshadowlady #ldshadowlady fanart #trafficblr #traffic smp #secret life #secret life smp #slsmp #slsmp fanart #secret life fanart #secret life ldshadowlady #slsmp ldshadowlady #eyestrain #tw eyestrain #cw eyestrain #octo's art

[iam-57311]

art block? no problem, just draw your faves kissing for the hundredth time. boom, problem solved

#I'M NOT DEAD #rottmnt #baron draxum #rottmnt splinter #baronjitsu #iam's doodles #iam's art #haven't made any art for a while bc my tablet died in october #and I've spent all this time trying to relearn drawing on my PHONE #but was sad again and decided to draw these two <3 #instant serotonin #I AM slowly working on thing again so expect more in the upcoming weeks 👀 #until then #phone doodles

[yelliedraws]

chef sydney

#did this while bored at work #also trying to relearn how to paint #i feel like i'm stuck with my art and i don't know how to draw things i like #the bear #the bear fx #the bear fanart #sydney adamu #ayo edebiri #yelliedraws #artists on tumblr #procreate #illustration #character design #fanart

[hajihiko]

🌤hello again, happiness🌤

(That AU where the boys help Hajime rediscover his feelings, prompted on Instagram)

#Idk what else to call it so I'm just reusing the insta caption #Hajime hinata #Fuyuhiko kuzuryu #Kazuichi Souda #Sdr2 #Super danganronpa 2 #Danganronpa 2 #Danganronpa #danganronpa goodbye despair #Kuzuhinasouda #Based on a real even where I almost cried on the bus bc I was watching all the people out in the sun and about to see my friends #And I got Happy Emotions (rare) and sometimes the body just responds with Liquids. #A gross way to say: why dont you try absorbing the friendship and nature around you and maybe you'll start to relearn joy. #Do NOT say anything about Hajime looking like a pokemon trainer. I swear I will delete this and recolour it #SOME OF US NEVER PLAYED OK I WANTED HIM TO WEAR A CAP #Lost and Found AU

[causeimanartist]

Mood

#batman #bruce wayne #dc #my art #causeimanartist #doodle #trying to relearn how to draw him #because I forgot #(I'm joking but also kinda not really)

[lesthowells]

🚪

#dan and phil #daniel howell #amazingphil #*andiegif #*bothgif #don't mind me i'm just trying to relearn how to colour gifs 🤦🏼‍♀️

[eyelessfog]

The weird thing about Sausage, Joel thinks, is that he doesn’t love him.

Well, no. That was terrible phrasing, actually, and- no. No, that in itself was not strange at all. Joel can’t actually think of anyone he’s in love with. So Sausage is by no means strange in that right.

No, the weird thing about Sausage is that they have a child together, and Joel doesn’t love him.

See, the thing about children made of magic is that they have, historically (And you know you can trust Joel on this, because Joel has seen those historical moments), been made out of either love or spite.

Children made of love are the fun ones. They’re the children in those happy ending legends, where everything works out. They’re wanted by their parents, either because they’re the personification of their parents’ love or because their parents asked for them and knew how to work with the consequences.

On the other hand, there are the children made of spite. Usually, it’s the fault of those tricky fairies, or a particularly mean witch. (Joel has lived long enough to know that few witches are really as terrible as people expect them to be. The girl from the Evermoore is certainly a good one, if a little worse at magic than any other witch he’s seen.) The children made from spite generally carry this foreboding aura with them - caused entirely by their parents’ fear that would be forced upon them from the moment they were born. These ones were always nervous, always afraid that they might be taken or used against those they were close to. Because these children, while requested by the parents out of love, were created for the sole purpose of having a little bit of terrible fun with mortals.

Joel wouldn’t pretend that he’d never done something like that. He got bored sometimes too.

But still, these were the only two ways Joel had ever (ever) seen a child be made magically. Out of either pure, unfiltered love and magic, or from the desire for a child and someone who made it happen on purpose. He’s not sure what it means that this one was made out of neither love nor purpose.

He found himself scared to know what fate it left for the kid.

The kid. How uncaring a way to refer to them. Their name is Hermes - his idea and their excited agreement - and he loved them.

They don’t particularly look like either him or Sausage, with blond hair instead of some shade of brown, black eyes that looked purple under direct light, and they’re paler than either of them.

But they are undoubtedly their child.

They had a creativity that Joel recognized as his own - preferring a single colour palette but a million styles - and a mischievousness and love for pranks that feels so like Sausage. They fly with the grace of someone born with wings, but had been gifted them the same way Sausage had been. They’re just... such a perfect mix of them.

So. Hermes is a wonderful kid. An anomaly, by all means, but no less real, no less loved, and no less Joel’s child.

They sit on his knee now, in fact, perfectly content to colour a page as their father thinks. It’s a fairly often occurrence - Joel zoning out - and Hermes has mentioned that they don’t mind the silence, so long as their father is nearby. They’re perfectly capable of grabbing his attention if they want it (slapping him on the arm works quite well, they’ve found), though they’re so invested in their work that it’s unnecessary.

He rubs a hand through their hair, and they huff, batting at his fingers.

He’s present again, thinking about the things around him instead of stuck in his own head, but still, he can’t help but think that Hermes acts like a child made from love. The joyful ones. The ones with happy endings.

(Joel hopes they get a happy ending.)

He watches them swap out their blue crayon for a purple one, and notice that they’re drawing the eye of Stratos. “That looks good, kiddo,” he tells them. He keeps quiet for a couple seconds more, then: “Do you feel loved?”

Hermes pauses, purple crayon halfway done colouring in the circle. They look up at him, almost comedically slow, and lock eyes. (Joel is quite sure he’s doing this because Eddie, their grandfather, has a habit of doing it to Sausage when he says something nonsensical, but Hermes’ small size and big eyes make it lose it’s disappointment factor.)

“Daddy?” Hermes asks.

“I just wanted to know, kiddo,” he says. “If you don’t, then I’ll have to work a little harder on that, right?”

Hermes tilts their head to the side, squinting at him. “You and daddy Sausage are super different. But you still love me a lot.” They squint harder at him, and- he’s pretty sure their eyes are just closed now, actually. “I like daddy Sausage better though.”

Joel frowns. “Well, that makes sense, but also... why?”

Hermes turns around, shifting in their spot on his leg, so that looking up at him is easier. He’s pretty sure the whole interaction would be better if he was just... lying down. “Well, cuz daddy Sausage would have laughed at that. And also he’s more fun.” They grab his hand and move it onto their lap so they can place their own hand against his palm.

They’re so small.

“But I like that you give me gifts. And sit with me when I say I want you to sit with me. I know that that’s how you tell me you love me.” They’re kicking their feet, and they’re not looking at him, and he’s pretty sure it’s because they’re embarrassed.

Giving gifts meant he loved someone? He’s not too sure about that. He only really gives gifts to Hermes and-

Ah.

Ah.

Because that was love too, wasn’t it?

Joel felt a little embarrassed too, now. The only two loves he really remembered were eros and storge - romantic and sexual love, and then familial love - because they were the two that he’d seen most often from up high. But there are five in total, aren’t there?

And perhaps he’d been looking at the wrong kind of love being used to magically create a child. He’d always assumed that the love it took was eros. Eros to create storge. But perhaps it could be philia too. The love between friends and equals - perhaps that was enough to create a living being. Sausage is magically powerful in his own right (though Joel is pretty sure he doesn’t actually know this. He always says that the magic of Sanctuary did everything, as if he and Sanctuary weren’t linked to the core, as if the magic of Sanctuary didn’t belong to him just as much as it belonged to the land), and Joel was quite literally a god.

So maybe. Maybe with enough magic combined between the two of them, philia was enough. Maybe Hermes was one of those children of love. And they’d get that happy ending.

Maybe loving them, and loving Sausage would be enough.

He moved his hand from Hermes’ lap and picked up the purple crayon that had been discarded. “Okay, kiddo,” he says. “Let’s finish working on this eye.”

Hermes moves over, grabbing the crayon from their father, and continues drawing in the purple of the eye of Stratos. Joel is more mentally present now, and he tries colouring in the sky for them, asking what colours go where.

They’re a proper little family, at the table in Hermes’ house in Stratos, sharing crayons and little jokes. And that’s a happy ending in this story, don’t you think?

#[written in stone] #i'm not sure if im getting my point across i just. throws them at you they arent in love but they do love each other #joel is so disconnected. hes so disconnected and he's not sure how to work with his feelings or just. all of this. but he's trying #he's seen people rise and fall but he hasn't experienced it for himself. he doesn't have experience. certainly not w people #so. he's relearning. give him time #empires season 2 #empires smp 2 #empires hermes #empires joel #smallishbeans

[devildom-moss]

I'm alive (light-heartedly). Thank y'all for being so patient with me. I have been having some trouble writing requests for a bit, and I've been a little worn out.

I'm going to just focus on the poll fic for this weekend and try to get other stuff done next month. It's been hard for me to actually get started, but I'm enjoying the process with this one, so hopefully you all will like the NSFW Beel x Diavolo x MC content I'll have for you, some time on the 31st (I hope).

#moss update #also if I can elaborate a little #warning: venting in the tags #but I did kinda pop off with it so maybe give it a read? #I feel a bit disconnected with my words as of late. I can write something but it's hard to tell if it sounds like my other writing #I feel like I've taken my usual voice picked it up and just sort of dropped it in an adjacent location #I can see how I would usually write but it's more like I'm trying to mimic the usual narrative path in real time instead of creating it #like tracing the veins of some familiar creature #and trying to follow the pulsing of blood so I can use its rhythm in my own Frankenstein-ian creature. #It's awkwardly intimate but my hands are doomed to the work of piecing something together. #I happily crazily do it #knowing that I crave it so intensely that it must be done at any means. #Even if it involves this self-conscience feeling of self-mimicry. #How else can I get back to my sense of voice if not to relearn it all over again?

[thesituationroom]

umm has anyone heard this song. no shows

#relearning adobe products for school in sepmtebrr. becaus etheyre free now. and i'm not trying to learn things if gerard isnt there. #mcr #art

[bolly--quinn]

triality of man

#rick and morty #rick sanchez #memory rick #rick and morty season 5 #rick and morty spoilers #?? #idk just to be safe #amramart #fan art #art #i'm trying to relearn how to draw this man ok it's been a lil while i'm RUSTY #also i have been writing a fic that focuses on rick and memorick idk if i'll ever post it though #maybe if someone wanted to read it 👀

[natical20]

#gnosia #remnan #art #illustration #video game #7 #i'm trying to draw at least a little every now and then #so i can relearn art

[communistfries]

#bg3 #wyll ravengard #bg3 wyll #crazy how much worse the quality gets whenever i try to post #i'm definitely not just. relearning photoshop #the like. depth. was a lot better in ps

[avoidbee]

Davekat for those of you who think my griddleharrk looks like lesbian versions of them lol

#homestuck #dave strider #karkat vantas #terezi pyrope #davekat #fanart #im so sorry #(I'm trying to relearn clip studio and get use to drawing on a cintiq again bare with me plz)

[crimeronan]

one of the little joys of writing toh fic involves hunter describing all of the Deeply Unhealthy masking behaviors & backstabbing communication styles & weird hangups about expressing feelings that he's grown up with to Literally Any Other Character outside of the emperor's coven

& then that other character invariably being like "no hunter that's all fucking deranged. what the fuck. normal people bluntly state what they mean all the time and tell their loved ones when they're struggling and wiggleflap when they're excited about things. you were raised by complete freaks hunter. hunter listen. there's something wrong with all of them. it's okay. hunter. you're around normal people now"

#how those turntables looking now #the first time i lived in a house with all autistic people i would break down sobbing Literally Every Day #trying to figure out their Mind Games. while they were like WE LITERALLY JUST SAY THINGS THAT WE MEAN. GIRL?? #now approximately 7 years later i'm so used to normal people that i can't IMAGINE trying to relearn allistic communication #i've lost the skillset!! good fucking riddance!! #manifesting it for hunter #toh #toh fambly #hunter toh

[the-force-awakens]

to anyone who needs to hear it: you're allowed to be angry over the way you've been treated in the past. you're not being selfish for realizing that you deserved better, that you shouldn't have been taught that you're not worth loving. you're allowed to be enraged over the cruel words thrown your way, for the way they hurt you, for relationships (of any variation) that wound up being bad in the long run or ended horribly, you're allowed to be furious over that betrayal. you're allowed to be outraged at how you were treated, and how that affects you and your judgment of yourself and however it may impact your current relationships. because trying to repress those emotions only hinder your ability to heal and move on.

#nym speaks #I'm still learning this btw!! #but it's been on my mind #I tried ignoring how angry I am over how I was treated because a part of me was taught that I deserved it but I didn't #I don't! I don't deserve to be treated horribly! #and I'm still going through the motions and unlearning that belief and relearning that that isn't how relationships are meant to work #and I finally let myself feel angry about it. I let myself feel angry about everything and I'm trying not to let myself feel guilty about #that and you know what? I do feel better #don't ignore your emotions kids. they're not bad but they ARE your responsibility. #treat it as such