I’ll be like “I’m over my mommy issues, they don’t affect me that much, I don’t even care that I had a shitty mom” and then a nice lady in her 50s will fix my shirt collar and say “sorry it’s a mom thing, I’ve gotta fix it” and I want to start sobbing
I learned tonight that some of my coworkers DON’T pretend to be ghostbusters when using the backpack vacuum and I’ve never been more disappointed in my peers. Like look at this (stock image) and tell me what self respecting adult wouldn’t have the dang theme song playing in their head on loop ]:<
Cap's got a new voice claim! feat. a tiny bit of Sparrows n her's unchanged vc because 1. it's cute to hear them together and 2. I snorted. The vibes are so different
[songs: So Familiar by Jean Castel and Driving Myself Home by Rose Betts]
Cannot overstated how gutting it feels to know how much of my life and charity has, in fact, gone to destroying the lives and personhood and ecosystem of Palestine while being told all my life that it was for the sake of MY people, that it was good, that Israel needs to exist. No it doesn't. It never did. Jerusalem is a holy site but it's not our site alone. For millenia 'israel' wasn’t supposed to be a place, it was supposed to be the people. I knew the Israeli government was held hostage by fascist ghouls, but I feel betrayed not knowing just how deep that bile runs.
But, well. Sitting here and being depressed about it won't help anything. I have no reason to support a country that does so many of the things to its native population that the US did to ours, that recreates so many of the actions that we promised would be 'never again', a country that was only ever an apartheid state at best. Healing the world is a core tenet and I intend to abide by it.
HOLD ON i can't stop thinking about a take i keep seeing that's like "kraken ed wasn't really that bad, he only hurt izzy and izzy deserved it." because like, even putting aside the izzy apologist in me, it's still just objectively wrong. he pushed lucius off the ship! as far as anyone knew he killed him!! that seems kind of like hurting someone to me!!
my ex best friends from highschool put together one of those 'open when' gifts when i went away to university, i was the only person in our entire friend group to leave town.
obvs. things went to shit with them. it was messy and ugly, and in no small part my own fault. it's been almost 9 years. it's. im not at peace with it. but im not filled with the same bitter (unfair) anger.
im also moving! and not just dorms or uni apartments, moving moving, so im going thru all those random drawers of crap. i keep saying im gonna throw this out. it hurts to look at. but i feel bad? what if i want it later? what if we reconcile? what if the sky falls down, more likely. i feel guilty? looking at old photos and letters in handwriting i havent seen in years and curated playlists on CDs (yes im that old apparently). am i throwing away their love? a final terrible thing in the long list of terrible things i did in that friendship?
thinkin about leon suffering blood loss, mild delirium, and laughing his fuckin ass off at nonsense while chris is trying to get this motherfucker to safety
leon's just in chris' chest, breathless and giggling, but he can't remember wtf it was about, and that's only fueling the giggle-fit.
it's really upsetting me so to get it off my chest i'm gonna confess that the positivity posts i saw yesterday really hurt. i didn't realise that was a thing in this fandom, and i wish it wasn't because those things inevitably leave people feeling left out and like their presence isn't worth anything to the fandom (plus readers, rebloggers and commenters are integral to fandom community but don't usually get a shoutout). i'm already struggling because of this horrible trend towards using threads in discord which renders most of the servers inaccessible to me, i feel extremely isolated and alone and unwanted, but i was doing okay muddling along churning out fic and a few silly polls and posts now and then until yesterday. the fic i posted today just made me feel so sad after i posted it. it was a lovely fic :( but like what is the point. if i'm worth so little i might as well not be here. why put the effort into making things if no one notices. i already feel so lonely it's like i'm being torn in two, posting things now and then brought me comfort but idk what i have now
Ok so I did a very rough mockup of a Deathscythe flower tattoo (based on this amazing Wing Zero art whose artist I unfortunately can't find to properly credit).
I literally traced a photo of a Deathscythe Gunpla because mecha is hard. The flowers I had commissioned for a previous tattoo idea (lol) by lovelittlenikki on Instagram. Mashed the two together to see how it would look in greyscale, since the tattoo artist only does black and white.
I do, I have just been very busy with things, and struggling with art block after coming back from Riptide. I got a couple of sketches in the works, and a few comms I still need to finish, orz
For now, here are some very silly sketches of skull I did a couple of weeks back for pose practice
I also recently very randomly got into chess???? And did some chess gijinka doodles????? I dunno man I like when the funny pieces move on the funny squares
There should be more art coming soonish, though it might be a little different from what people have been expecting. I guess I've been nervous to both draw and post content lately akdkskfnf