#anxiety x creativity

[dandycandyboi]

Prinxiety

The letters were never enough

Pen pals, too far apart to meet easily. But so so easily loved.

Maybe Roman is an stage actor and Virgil is a poet and they bond over literature but it turns into… more.

#prinxiety #sanders sides #roman sanders #virgil sanders #anxiety x creativity #can’t remember if i posted this or not. #oops #made by will #love will

[logan-the-artist]

Virgil got TIRED of the pretty boy being so pretty.

#school doodles #my art #drawing #art #sketch #sanders sides #sanders sides fanart #virgil sanders #ts virgil #log's art #tss virgil #virgil x roman #virgil sanders sides #tss roman #roman sanders sides #roman sanders #princey sanders #creativity sanders #anxiety sanders #prinxiety #romantic prinxiety #ts prinxiety #roman x virgil

[nono-uwu]

First oc post i am shaking crying throwing up for multiple reasons and also anxious as hell- anyways, meet the man, the failure disaster gay, the forever doomed ginger(derogatory/lh)

I forgot to add his birthday omg, it's march 13th

Lore utc (i wrote a lot lmao), the uh post ch 134 stuff will be elaborated on later (or if asked. Actually, ask me anything about him. And my other oc's once they're posted. Please. I will answer in great detail. I also need a distraction. Pls.)

So basically, among the first few vampires (a 4th progenitor to be percise) turned by Shikama was a woman who showed great potential for spells and magic. She had a loving husband and child which she tragically lost in an accident. Upon turning into a vampire, her family was still the only thing on her mind. She accepted to help Shikama in his endeavors to revive Mikaela since she hoped she could revive her own family in the proccess. Unfortunately it didn't work. Disillusioned, she abandoned vampire kind and started searching for the possible reincarnation of her beloved husband, whom she may be able to have a child with and have family again.

Fast forward a a lot, and I mean a lot, of years and she arrived in 60s japan. None of the people she had hope for turned out to be the reincarnation of her late husband until that fateful day. She encountered a (rather pathetic may I add) man in his late 20s and it was like a miracle. The woman cornered the man in disbelief and from this awkward first meeting blossomed true love. Then everything went to shit lmaooo

The first problem was that the mans family didn't approve of the woman. Tough this didn't stop their love. Next was the issue of bearing a child, something that a vampire simply can't do. Well, an ordinary one but this woman was anything but ordinary. By some impossible miracle she bore a child. A biological child. (GIRL HOW?? We will never know and frankly, i don't want to think about it💀)

The child was, as expected tbh, kind of a disaster. Already born with pointy ears and sharp fangs. The child needed both human food and blood to properly sustain themselves. Drinking blood outside of their family would permanently stop their aging. Despite this, the couple was overjoyed. (And then named their child "mistake" bc that would help /s.) They named him "Machigai". Why tho?? I dunno man something along the lines of "a mistake but the best mistake of their life" bruh

So after Machigai was old enough to walk, but not old enough to remember, the mother diappeared, leaving father and child behind. The father did his best to raise such an... extraordinary child but it was understandably kind of impossible. Machigai grew up alone and isolated from his peers. He was always wearing a hood of some kind and rarley opened his mouth to talk. In high school, he met a girl who he became good friends with but she is another oc I'll post about sometime adlf,wpl.

Anyways! Come Machigai's high school graduation and 18th birthday, his father... disappeared. All he left was a note saying, that Machigai now owned the apartment and that there is enough blood in the fridge to sustain Machigai's thrist while he could grow and mature. To an already depressed and disillusioned Machigai this obviously didn't help. Throughout the next years he became a shut in, who only left the house if absolutely necessary. All he did all day was play video games, watch tv and later be on the internet. Once he ran out of his fathers blood was when things changed. He had to go out and actually find a new source of blood. Welp, sorry to unlucky bastards who went into dark alleyways at night bc these types of people became Machigai's source of blood. (That's when he stopped aging)

On one of these nightly escapades, Machigai was greeted by a large man in a neat black suit who called himself "Saito". Saito claimed to have known Machigai's mother and offered a deal: Machigai would offer up his unique constitution to the Hyakuya sect's research and in turn get a well paying job and a guaranteed source of blood. He agreed. "Welcome to the Hyakuya sect. I look forward to your performance"

Machigai was practically a lab rat for the development of cursed gear. Thanks to his half-n-half physiology he could tank wounds from cursed gear/magic n shit while still providing useful data to how effective it is. During this time Machigai aquired knowledge of vampire culture(?), became familiar with magic and it's quirks and learned how to perform simple spells and whatnot.

Around 2011, when the internet was already fairly well used, Machigai came across a forum dedicated to paranormal sightings. Various users claimed that a secluded spot in Kyoto was home to vampires. (Ferid was the one spreading these rumors btw) Most would have dissmissed this as someone wanting attention, yet Machigai was intrigued. He was well aware that vampires existed across the world but he mever knew how to actually contact them. Perhaps out of morbid curiosity, perhaps out of a genuine want for connection with people like him, he went to check out the spot. There, he met none other than the eccentric Ferid Bathory who specifically manufactured the rumor to meet Machigai (extra much?). He was well aware of Machigai's work for Rígr "Saito" Stafford and was trying to one up his father by stealing his most prized lab-rat. Machigai declined, not trusting a single thing out of that vampires mouth. Ferid left, already proclaiming that one day Machigai would be working for him.

Machigai stuck around that area as it was already well into the night and public transport wouldn't start up until the early morning. There he met another vampire: Crowley Eusford. Their meeting wasn't planned or meticulously calculated, it was actually rather awkward. Their chat was meaningless and short but in the end leagues above whatever Ferid likes to plan. Crolwey has already unwillingly heard about this curious being from Ferid and seeing Machigai himself left him wanting to learn more about him. Machigai was left a little hopeful, that perhaps it's not too late for him to look for connections.

So the apocalypse rolls around-

Machigai makes a deal with Saito that in exchange for his freedom (*eagle screech*) he would keep his mouth shut about anything the Hyakuya sect discovered while Machigai was there.

Machigai seeks out the Demon Army where he successfully keeps his half vampire identity a secert until someone on his squad gets blackmailed into revealing it. Before that, he gets a cursed weapon, a pair of daggers. And lo and behold, the demon possessing the daggers is his own mother. Unfortunately since the now demonic mother didn't witness Machigai growing up, she falsey believes to be able to still shape Machiagi to her will. After getting locked up by the army, Machigai completley gives up, only wishing for his miserable existence to end (spoiler: It won't! Ever. :) ). He ultimately loses any and all trust he has in humanity or just anything in general.

After about half a year of grueling torture and some experimentation, Machigai gets freed (kidnapped) by Ferid and promptly brought to Kyoto Sangiuem. Krul Tepes, finding Machigai to be useful in her fake-ish war against humanity and whatever she's planning with Yuu and Mika, lets him be part of the japanese vampires under Ferids faction. Ferid found himself unwilling to deal with the often uncooperative and irritated new "recruit" so he did what he does best and made it Crowley's problem.

After a rather agressive and disrespectful first impression, Machigai was officially a... coworker? of Crowley and thus also Chess and Horn in Nagoya. The three got the additional task by Ferid to somehow domesticate this feral and angry stray animal and get him to open up. At least that's how Ferids orders were phrased. Shenanigans, Drama and FeelingsTM ensue.

(How did I write so much??)

#might be obvious but yes i am going down an oc x canon route with machigai amd crowley teehee #ahem ok so i should probably make a tag for my ocs #nono's ocs #there. wow. so creative. #otherwise i could have (and tbh i want to) elaborate on certain event's but this post is alr so long #i'm normal. so normal. if you search up the word normal you will see my picture #this is also huge coping with chapter 134 if you haven't noticed #most of the doodle page was actually done while i was in class #top student behavior amirite #enough rambling #owari no seraph #seraph of the end #crowley eusford #oc #original character #chess belle #horn skuld #ferid bathory #posting this took a solid week of wrestling with my anxiety #shit got hands

[ghostly-bastard-artchive]

Low quality sanders sides for ya

#ghostlysdoodles #ghostlyghostyghostbastard #fanart #fanart ! #sanders sides art #sanders sides fanart #anxiety sanders #creativity sanders #roman sanders #roman sanders fanart #sanders sides virgil #virgil sanders #virgil sanders fanart #sanders sides au #sanders sides hero au #hero au #hero x villain

[rube-too-many-fandoms]

Virgil: hey ro

Roman: hello virgil, what’s up

Virgil: i found this *holds up an exact replica of Virgil’s hoodie* in your room

Roman: i-i, um- i can explain-

Virgil: why do you have this

Roman: …i kind of figured you wouldn’t want other people wearing your hoodie, and you kind of see it as a security blanket thing, so to make sure you wouldn’t be without yours I made a replica for myself when i’m stressed…😅

Virgil: …roman, you could’ve just asked to borrow my hoodie

Roman: sorry-

Virgil: don’t apologize for be adorable and thoughtful. i love you for a reason, dork

Roman: i love you too <3

#ruby’s tss posts #prinxiety headcanon #prinxiety #tss incorrect quotes #tss roman #tss virgil #virgil sanders #virgil anxiety #roman sanders #roman creativity #tss anxiety #tss creativity #tss creativity x anxiety #prinxiety fluff #sanders sides #sanders sides headcanon #sanders sides prinxiety

[illusionsofdreaming]

falling hard, falling soft;

Notes: For this one I’ll leave my personal notes at the bottom. Please take note of the trigger warning.

Ft: Cale

tw: anxiety attack

As it sometimes does, it came without warning. You weren’t even sure what triggered it. Only that you were reading documents one moment and the next you felt were chills running down your spine. 

Shit. You set down the papers by the side as you pushed your chair away from the table. Why? You clasped your hands together even as your breathing began picking up. You’ve had only a moment’s time to feel annoyance against the inconvenience of it all before the building fear washed over all sensible thought and clutched its invisible hands around your throat.

Breathe. A mantra you chanted to yourself even as your airway seemed to close on itself. I’m just imagining it. You’ve been through this before and you understood it’s just panic clouding your thoughts. You’re not actually suffocating but- it was getting really hard to breathe. Cold sweat broke out over your skin as you trembled in your seat.

Stop, stop. Feelings of dread rose over you like waves crashing against the shore, over and over again and you could feel yourself tipping, so close- barely held back by your last slips of rational thought. You were shaking so hard in your seat, you’re surprised you haven’t fallen over.  

I can’t breathe- but why? Something so basic, so normal- you’ve been doing so well until now- so how could you have forgotten how to breathe? A hysterical laugh burst from your lips and your lungs seemed to constrict into itself. 

Somewhere at the back of your mind you realised you should call for help. The attack came too suddenly, too violently and wasn’t something you could handle by yourself. They wouldn’t judge and they knew about your condition but somehow, letting them see you now, like this, struggling to do something as simple as breathing, was suddenly the worst possible thing that could happen. 

You gasped, reeling on the threads of oxygen you could barely get past your closed airway. Your knees hit the ground as you shook, and shook, and shook.

You’re being irrational. A voice chides at the back of your mind, a part that’s detached from you writhing on the ground. You’re being dramatic. The guilt and shame was an iron grip around your chest slowly crushing you and that’s when you heard the door to your room open.

“__________, have you seen the papers-“

And then Cale’s there, hands on your shoulders as he propped you up, concern on his face as he held you, drawing you back from your downward spiral momentarily. I’m alright, I’m fine, you wanted to tell him but your ability to string words together had been the first to slip from you as shame took the front wheels of your thoughts. It was hard to decide whether you wanted his help or to kick him out for witnessing the ugliness of your vulnerability. Why did he have to come in now when all you could manage was gasp for how little air there was, and why can’t you just breathe-

“__________,” his brows creased as he grabbed your hand and placed it over his heart. “Listen. Breathe in. Breathe out.”

I can’t! You weren’t sure if you wanted to laugh, cry or scream at the absurdity of the situation. Can’t he see that’s what you’re trying to do?

His grip tightened around your wrist, the painful pressure focusing your attention briefly. “You can breathe, you’re hyperventilating now. You need to slow down. Follow me.”

Tears pooled at the corners of your eyes in frustration but with enormous effort, you began to fight for your breath, following Cale’s firm instructions as he guided you, breath by each agonising breath. Slowly, painfully, you fought to control your breathing, with every inhale that doesn’t end with a hitch, you began to regain lucidity and the grip around your throat began to loosen. Throughout the whole process, Cale stayed with you, never breaking his gaze from you and keeping a firm pressure against your hand.

As the adrenalin receded, the overwhelming exhaustion that inevitably came after every attack crashed over you and you would’ve fallen on your side had Cale not caught you. The worst of the attack was over and you let out a shuddering sigh as you slumped against his side. He pulled you closer and gently guided your head to rest against his shoulder, rubbing your shoulders as the remaining tremors in you died down.

“What caused it?” he asked after a while. 

The aftermath of an attack always left you feeling boneless and liquefied. You glanced down at your fingers, the feeling of pins and needles running up and down your arms made you feel weightless and detached from reality. Something at the back of your mind warned you that it’s not over, that it’ll come back and you won’t be able to hold it back this time-

Cale’s grip tightened around you and you snapped out of the dangerous spiral, this time catching yourself before you could work yourself up again. 

You closed your eyes and focused on Cale’s slow breathing beside you, anchoring yourself to his stabilising presence. Now that you’ve calmed down once, it was easier for you to recognise and compartmentalise the smaller panic attacks.

“I don’t know.” you rasped sluggishly, throat sore from choking hard on nothing. 

That was just how it was, you could register and recognise all the symptoms of an oncoming attack but no amount of preparation or knowledge could guarantee you would be able to stave it off every time. If there was logic to it, you supposed it wouldn’t be called a disorder. 

He nods and asked no further questions and you sit in companionable silence together until your head started drooping and you shivered from the chill that slowly crept up on you. 

“Can you make it to the bed?” he asked softly as he squeezed your shoulders, gently massaging the stiff muscles.

You contemplated your physical condition, the exhaustion that weighed down your bones and shook your head lightly. Without hesitation, his strong arms came beneath your knees and behind your back as he picked you up from the ground, holding you close to his body so you could take advantage of his body heat.

Such a big attack doesn’t happen often, but when it does it always left you out of it for the rest of the day. It sucked and you could feel the apology weighing on the tip of your tongue but you leashed the demon back, knowing deep down, even if it doesn’t feel like it, that it’s not yours nor anyone’s fault.

“Thank you.” you said, despite what your demons wished and counted it as a small victory. He glanced down at you and sets you down on your bed before wrapping your blanket around you. 

He sits on the bed and met your eyes. “You did great.” 

A comment which made you chuckle lightly despite everything. 

“Do you need anything?” 

You tugged the blankets closer to your form, huddling in the warmth as the question turned in your mind. “I don’t know.” you swallowed thickly, looking down at your knees in shame. You’re just tired and aching, mentally and physically, it was hard to tell what could or couldn’t make you feel better at this moment.

“That’s okay.” His brown eyes were clear. “Is it alright if I stay here by your side?”

There was no expectations from him and you knew that at any time if you wanted time alone, he would immediately get up to give you space. You thought back to how he’d helped you calm down, how being taken care of this way didn’t feel so burdensome for once. Maybe you didn’t want company on most bad days but there can also be days where another’s companionship was enough. So as you gave your permission with a small nod, he seated himself next to you, leaning against the headboard as he stretched out his legs beside you. 

You sit beside each other like this, each lost in your own thoughts, as you slowly felt your heartrate slow to a lethargic thud. At the back of your mind you knew you’ll have to unpack what happened today later. You should run through what had happened before the attack and hopefully figure out what triggered you, but for now, with his presence by your side, you allowed his soft rhythmic breathing to lull you to rest.

It’s okay.

Notes: This was written based on personal experience- though I have never been formally diagnosed, nor looked into it, honestly I’m not sure I can claim if what this piece was based on could be called anxiety/panic attack - so if there are misrepresentation, or discomfort due to this, please accept my apology here, as I wish not to offend anyone.

This piece came from a rather... interesting place. Since I’ve never looked too closely into why I feel this way when it happens, I’m not sure if people with anxiety goes through the same thing. What I do know is that the first time it happened to me it completely blindsided me, unfortunately I do not have a Cale by my side so let’s just say it was a struggle to handle things out on my own. 

Ahem, not to bring the mood down here I just wanted to do an exploratory piece. Something more serious and slightly more gnarly. and here we are

On a completely irrelevant note, as I was trying to figure out what to title this piece, my brain for some reason came up with the brilliant idea to call it “asparagus” for some reason. Evidently, I did not listen to it. But it keeps looping in my head. So alt. title would be asparagus. I suppose..?

#tw: anxiety attack #tcf #trash of the count's family #imagines #tcf x reader #cale henituse #anxiety attack #panic attack #stress #comfort #i guess it's true what they say #that strong emotions really are a great source of motivation/inspiration for creatives #i was stuck on the toughest writers block on this once piece for months #but i wrote this one in half a day #funky moods amirite?

[fnafawoundleftbleedingau]

Gonna be a while before I think I'll be drawing much beyond some planned doodles I said I'd do to a couple close friends, but... I'm curious, what FNaF AU drawings types from me sound more interesting..?

A random poll yes, but I'm curious, and ngl, I think I'm approaching one of those not so great "Spells" where I'm losing confidence in the things I'm well, supposed to be doing for fun. ^^;

#insomniac hyena rambles #fnaf: a wound left bleeding au #I'm still gonna do my best to finish AWLB #just having some anxiety/depression type feels again #not feeling confident cuz my brain likes to say if I'm not making “professional level” content I'm doing bad #+ Lost like. near all ability to work on OC type things without anxiety semi recently. so sorta. having a lot of anxiety over Stardrop and- #another OC-type character I had planned for part 2 #sorry for rambling in the tags. still writing part 2 when I have time/motivation #around 160ish pages in now. so that's pretty nice I think #chapters are a lot longer than early part 1 chapters so far too. kinda neat #to any creatives out there. i know easier said than done #but please. do what you can not to let the world rip your confidence in your work away from you #dont rewire your characters and stories just to please others #(I mean this within reason though. this is the internet so I feel the need to clarify. if your work is genuinely made to be offensive. then #yea. reconsider.) #but generally speaking! if your story wasn't meant to have x themes/characters/etc #or a character or thing wasn't meant to go x-way or do x-thing. and you don't want them to. don't cave just cuz someone else out there want #it to be that way. don't sell your own ideas and thoughts short just to be a people pleaser #it wears you down a lot eventually and saps confidence #Idk im ramblin. point is! Enjoy what you do. if it makes you happy. then hold onto it! Goodness knows everyone needs those bits of happines #Uhhh I think that's all my tired morning thoughts lol #oh ! this isn't me saying yall cant still yeet ideas or theories or such at me! #just that unless I really like the idea. and can fit it into what I've already planned #chances are. im gonna try real hard not to cave and add it just cuz i was asked to #trying. real hard to stop being an overly people pleasing person. its caused me more harm than good in life I think #I can be nice without destroying myself lol

[softbirdieokay]

Feeling quite anxious today, so chapter 17 might be a little late. I’ll try to get it out as soon as possible. Sorry for the delay🫶🏻

#fanficwriters #dramione #draco malfoy #hermione granger #theswotandthesnake #draco x hermione #soft draco #anxitey #crippling anxiety #creative writing #writers block

[parkerthewaterbender]

people who don't watch sanders sides vs sanders

Oranges: *exist*

guy: Oh, look an orange :D

Fanders, thinking of the orange side: haha, I'm in danger!

#sanders sides #sanders sides fic #sanders sides x reader #thomas sanders #sanders sides incorrect quotes #logan sanders #virgil sanders #roman sanders #patton sanders #remus sanders #janus sanders #creativity #morality #anxiety #logic #ts deciet #intrusive thoughts #orange side #sanders sides tiktoks #roleslaying with roman

[opens-up-4-nobody]

...

#oof. it as been a very very long day. so much talking. all day talking and interviews #and so far my feelings are mixed. bc it is a smaller university and its underfunded and cost of living is kinda high #and the town is small and isolated. HOWEVER #the faculty feels like a strong community and theyre all amazing scientists who choose to b there bc the quality of life is so high #they seem extremely supportive and the fact its small means that i could probably get around better given my intense anxiety around driving #and i could literally just walk to hiking paths rather than having to drive way out. and its fucking so beautiful. the clouds r gorgeous #bc theyre all conpressed by the mountains around this lil valley. also the potential advisor seems amazing. the grad students have good #things to say and hes excited that im interested in the things im interested in. and i talked to an astrobiology guy and he was like u #should apply for X grant and i would b happy to help u and the advisor is a former nasa post doc so he has nasa astrobiology connections. #so those r some pretty great things. i mean. of the schools im looking at this one would prob be the best for my brain tbh #i mean the uk one is too rigid in structure and i cant fuck around so much as at a us school. and the east coast on is hard to say no to bc #its a good school with lots of funding and opportunities to b creative but i would have to hard core get my shit together and hes quite #hands off. and id b living in the city which sucks. so like. i mean this school is kinda looking like the best choice for me. definitely #the healthiest. i mean assuming i dont fuck it up and get the offer after this weekend. but yeah. i mean im not fully in love i think #and the idea of commiting to 5years here is terrifying but id get a lot of support that i dont think ive really ever had. not that my #current boss isnt great but our lab is kinda disconnected. and i really fit in perspective wise in my interests. and id get to work at #[redacted] national park. which is so cool that i might have to unredact it if i end up here bc its so fucking next level #not that the national park i have access to now isnt awesome but. like its next level awesome and i could maybe wiggle may way into maybe #some arctic systems and i bet i could get my current boss to send me desert samples. so yeah i could def see a life here #but fuck i dont want roomates with all my heart. y does it have to b so expensive for a trash apartment? bleh #god. im so tried. so much talking. but a good day. and im going skiing tomorrow bc like thats a thing here lol #unrelated

[theloveinc]

not to turn this blog into a mental health journal LOL, but had therapy for the first time in maybe... 3-4 years... and was asked about my sexual libido because apparently it can be an indicator of mental health levels (?).

and honestly i'm just so relieved to hear that because... ofc it relates to my real life and stuff (not being interested in sexual relationships currently) ... bUT ALSO I'VE NEVER BEEN ABLE TO FIGURE OUT WHY I STOPPED WRITING SMUT lmfaoooooo.

which isn't to rule out other factors and reasons, too😖... but knowing it's not entirely my fault and being able to relate that to my (other) creative processes as well... i'm jumping for joy LOL.

#we talked about how the pandemic really catered to people with anxiety (me) #but really to their detriment because often they became too comfortable #and now have a hard time moving away from that isolation #which... SO TRUE #but it was just so nice to have explained to me #bc even tho we only talked about l*bido for like 2 seconds ... it made so much sense #cuz i was so happy during the pandemic (when i started IHB) and had so much desire to write sm*t #and now i'm like... at one of the lowest mental health points ive ever been in my adult life #and i have no creative juices whatsoever and basically no s*x drive #i really thought i was broken or changing but couldnt comprehend why.. like it can't be X or Y #bc it's never been this way before #and that's a nice feeling .. to know now what's happened (or at least a piece of it) #anyway i was kinda scared going into it bc i was assigned an old white dude #but he was really nice #and told me he used w*ed LMFAOOOO basically #so i'm excited!!! to move forward with him #anyway thank u for reading if u did <3 #just a lil update of sorts but also to share the knowledge hahaha #caitie blabs #mental health tw

[oceanofflavor]

Should I post a preview of the Eddie fic I’ve been working on? 🫣

I haven’t made any progress on it in over a week.

This may sound silly, but I could use some feedback and know that people are excited to read it.

I’m stuck and feel super unmotivated.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #a friend offered to proofread it for me when i finish it #which makes me feel better #i’m such a perfectionist #and #i’m convinced that what i have sounds stupid #anxiety is out here ruining my creative endeavors

[lilly-white]

this is the first true mandatory weekend I made myself take, away from the computer like 90% of the time, and i swear how fucked in the head do you have to be to not trust yourself like this, like...... i feel like my boss (me) is holding the employee (also me) at gunpoint like “YES. STAY IN THE GODDAMN GARDEN DOING YOUR GODDAMN GARDENING. DON’T OPEN YOUR PRO GMAIL BITCH. DON’T DO IT. DO NOT SHOEHORN IN “A LITTLE BIT OF WORK”. NO!!!!” and the Employee-me is twitching at that Gmail icon on her phone like an alcoholic looking at a bottle of whiskey

#I need a shitty nokia for weekends #so i don't see my work icons on my phone every fuckin time i pick it up!!!!!!! urgh!!!!!!!! #indie adventures #we are dividing the work life and personal life with a fucking axe at this point #never mind if other people manage this lifestyle without doing it so drastically #apparently if u don't wanna take a gazillion meds for anxiety and adhd and all the rest of it #you gotta take an axe to your life #i mean that's healthier right #i'm still just suffering from that Writer's Mental Illness where your ongoing story is meant to be your safe space #and it IS my safe space #when i'm writing it #but when i force myself to be away from it #it is anxiety inducing bc i don't have a back-up mental safe space #FF7 yeah but i'm not in that 'mode' creatively #so: try to reduce anxiety by taking a PROPER break from work and the internet in general #also means divorcing from writing because it's basically the heart of your work #so you have this balancing act of what induces and what reduces anxiety #and how to orient those Racing Thoughts when you can't stick your brain in that funnel of 'imagining X chapter'

[crescentbea02]

The dragon knight hollidayish headcanon because its almost December: Luthera loves Christmas but ever since her brother died she kinda lost touch with her traditions, even if she finds it special it will never be the same again for her. So Po starts a huge research on British holiday traditions despite not knowing a thing about it so he can make Christmas feel magical for her again <3

Needless to say Luthera ends up doing the same thing for Chinese New Year since this is probably the first year Po is "alone" to celebrate it. But hers become way more feral and extreme in a very Wandering Blade way, going insane because not everything was going as perfect as she thought and almost cutting some guy's head off in a fight for an oddly specific lantern

#kung fu panda #kfp #kung fu panda dragon knight #po #po ping #PoLu #BladePo #Po x Wandering Blade #Po x Luthera #if Netflix misses this perfect idea i will be so disappointed #like be creative yall #kung fu panda the dragon knight #wandering blade #Luthera #like just the idea of exchanging and getting to know about each other's cultures is something that can be explored #in a very cute way #dont be shy come on give us more material besides Luthera being a ball of anxiety and anger issues #give us Luthera be happy and relaxed for once

[sanderssidessides]

Thoughts on Sanders Sides Ships: Roman x Virgil

My thoughts on different SS ships. Want me to share opinions on a ship? Comment below or reblog!

Personally, I love prinxiety. Probably tied with a few other ships I love.

This is a pretty easy ship to find fanfic and other media for, since it's so popular. So if you're looking for an easy to find, wholesome read on fanfic, prinxiety is an easy way to go.

I find the playful banter they have rather cute. Before, especially pre Accepting Anxiety, Roman was kind of a dork, if you know what I mean, once he realized that Virgil wasn't necessarily a bad thing, at least not for Thomas, he really did seem to care.

So what do you think about prinxiety? Comment below!

#prinxiety #sanders sides #gay #lgbtqia #queer #roman sanders #virgil sanders #roman x virgil #virgil x roman #creativity #anxiety

[rube-too-many-fandoms]

RANDOM TSS INCORRECT QUOTE #1 I THINK, Trying to do this every weekday or every other weekday, idk, I’m rambling, here we go-

*knock knock knock*

Roman: “Who is it?”

(*muffled behind the door*): “Virgil”

Roman: “Come in.”

Virgil: “Um, Hey Ro?”

Roman: “Yeah Virge?”

Virgil: “This is kind of embarrassing to ask, but, um-”

Roman: “Whatever it is, I’m sure it can’t be that bad.”

Virgil: “…Promise you won’t laugh at me?”

Roman: “Promise.”

Virgil: *frantic rambling* “Okay, well, I don’t remember how we got there in the conversation, but Logan said that 2% of all fires are caused by candles, and that’s kind of a lot, at least in my head, and a fire can start and spread in 30 minutes, so-”

Roman: “Slow down, Virge. What does that have to do with me?”

Virgil: “I was hoping you would come…blow out…a candle for me…?”

Roman: “Awww, Virgil, that’s…kind of adorable.”

Virgil: “Shut up, I am a demon and you should fear me.”

Roman: “Still want me to blow out that candle, O Mighty Demon?”

Virgil: “…”

Virgil: “…yeah.”

edit: this’ll be under the tag #ruby’s tss posts for anyone who may care :)

#Virgil stubbornly leads him to the candle #Roman actually thinks this is really cute #Virgil went to roman SPECIFICALLY bc he’s the brave one…also because of the GIANT CRUSH Virge has on him #ruby’s tss posts #roman x virgil #sanders sides #tss #virgil anxiety #anxiety sanders #virgil sanders #Roman creativity #roman sanders #tss creativity #tss roman #tss virgil #tss anxiety #virgil x roman #tss incorrect quotes #prinxiety incorrect quotes #prinxiety #tss prinxiety #the idea seemed better in my head idk