#shitty writing tho

[luxbub]

rafe would never admit it but those short videos you keep sending him with the slides and photos, with the caption “us”over them—hello kitty and batman. “every batman boy needs his hello kitty girl” secretly has him folding his insides ready to lay at your feet. and the little shit won’t even admit it. “Rafey, look at us.” hello hello kitty and batman again, this time at least he can see your grin from beside the phone, looking up at him and shit when he just grunts in response, but you can’t tell me there no butterflies kicking the shit out of his stomach in the moment. shit maybe rafe even giggles when he sees them. kicking his feet and squealing like a little girl with a crush, on the inside tho, batman never cracks up after all. he is so not a little girl with a cursh.

never.

#rafe cameron imagine #rafe x you #obx x reader #rafe cameron fluff #rafe cameron x y/n #rafe cameron imagines #rafe cameron blurb #rafe cameron drabble #🫧bubbles writes #thats si shitty i fant #can’t #gotta get out of my writers block tho #rafe cameron x reader

[noxious-fennec]

3 years and I'm STILL IN THE FUCKING BUILDING... unbelievable... anyway happy re-bday to my pathetic cringefail politician

Alt ver. under the cut

***Massive disclaimer: i do not support the cc this is strictly about the fictional character

#cwilbur #c!wilbur #dsmp fanart #my art #woah hi hello how's it going #still in this hellhole i couldn't claw my way out my fingernails are too short #still had to do smth for this guy i mean cmon. major influence over my life for years #speaking of which hey major redesign. you know why. #nothin much to say. random outfit. face based on gregory peck tho it's not rly clear here #lives tattoos i thought were fun. tried to make the revived life look like a shitty stick n poke dont know if that reads well #aro ring but on the wrong finger whoops. dont care enough to fix it #anyway hope you enjoy :p fangs for sticking around xoxo #OH and first time writing an image desc. hope it was good!! ik its like a mile long but idk how to be any more concise #fennec.art

[bensonnstabler]

if i had a nickel for every time i got emotionally invested in a percy jackson adaptation for it to inevitable fuck itself through plot deviations and unecessary additions, i'd have two nickels

which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice.

#the more i think about it the more it makes me want to jump into tartarus myself #i digress that the series cast is amazing tho #they really caught onto the vibes real quick #its a shame they've been given shitty writing and direction to compete with #is this anything/has been done yet #pjo tv crit #pjo crit #pjo show crit #pjo

[gracebethartacc]

soooo I had a lore idea earlier that ties into the rewrite really well,,,,,,

Poor unfortunate souls am I right :)

#The plothole of the citizens questioning him about the wishes and said questions never actually getting answered by the plot drives me nuts #And I was thinking about it and this idea hit me like a truck— #1: It explains why he makes them forget about their wishes 2: it explains why there’s only one per person 3: explains the emotional drain #And 4: helps play into the dark magic/lying stuff further #Plus is just a cool idea/twist I think :3€ #Literally just had the idea today tho so I’d love any ideas #I def think it’ll tie into the dark magic stuff like they give him power or something? Idk #I do know he can only do magic with his staff and not directly so maybe something to do with that ? Like the staff gets it’s magical energy #Or whatever from the energy of the souls? I’m not sure.. #like I said I’d love anyone to help brainstorm further with this concept :) #rewrite the stars au #Wish au #Excuse the book looking shitty lol I didn’t feel like writing out the text myself 😭

[shittycronusdaily]

worth messing up his hair for

#shitty cronus daily #homestuck #cronus ampora #kankri vantas #wrote in regular sized letters for kankri… writing in caps so peak tho

[rorimoon9597]

"I hate being the captain," Shiro whined.

"No you don't," Adam replied. Shiro pouted and rested his head on the bed next to Adam.

"Sometimes I do, though. I can understand why I was the best person to command an entire warship, but at the same time I can't understand the reason why." Adam snorted.

"I thought that it would be obvious. You're the only one that the Paladins will listen to," he said.

"Sometimes they don't listen," Shiro rebuts.

"They still have a lot of respect for you. It's admirable, how much they care about you."

Shiro can't argue against that. His team has always cared about him, even when he was just a guy who they all looked up to. They'd all come to know him for himself, not for his achievements, and he's glad for that.

"Anyway, the medics say that I'll be free to leave soon. Where will I be sleeping?" Shiro lifted his head to look at Adam better.

"Well... I was wondering if... if you'd like to share a room with me." He didn't expect an answer. He wouldn't be upset at Adam if he declined.

"I'd like that," Adam admitted. Shiro nodded.

"Okay. I'll get spare clothes for you, then," Shiro said. He smiled. "I'm being so awkward right now."

"You are," Adam agreed.

"You love me though."

"I hate it when you're right." Shiro smiled even wider.

"Sure," he said. His comm beeped. He pulled it out and checked it. "I have to go. Something about the Paladin's mission has come up."

"Go. I'll still be here when you get back."

"Alright. If it takes longer than expected then I'll get someone to come with a uniform. Sorry, but you're going to have to wear an orange one."

"It's fine, Takashi. Now go, I'll be fine." There's a fond exasperation in Adam's voice. Shiro stood up and leaned forward, pressing a kiss to Adam's forehead.

"Alright. I'll see you later." He left, heading for the meeting room to see what he was needed for.

It's not until dinner time that he's free. He walked to the ship cafeteria, feeling the weight of the day on his shoulders. All he wanted to do was curl up in bed with Adam.

"You look like shit," Adam commented. Shiro looked at him.

"I feel like it," he admitted. Adam smiled at him.

"Come on, you'll feel better after some food, a shower, and some sleep." Adam pulled him into the cafeteria. They grabbed their dinner and sat together to eat.

The crew didn't bother them through out dinner. It was just the two of them, talking and eating. The tension from the day leaked out of Shiro slowly, almost unnoticeable.

When they finished, Adam forced him away from work.

"You need to rest," he insisted. Shiro didn't try to stop him, only asked Curtis to clear the rest of his schedule and to tell the crew that he didn't want to be disturbed.

They made it to their room. Adam pulled Shiro into the bathroom.

"Wait- you don't need to help me here," Shiro said. Adam raised an eyebrow.

"I'm not going to listen to that, and you know it." Shiro sighed.

"I do," he agreed. Adam let go of his hand, only to place his hands on either side of Shiro's face. Adam studied him for a few moments.

"You need some down time, Takashi. Let me take care of you." Shiro leaned into Adam's hands, eyes closed. He held one of Adam's wrists and turned his head to kiss the palm of his hand.

"Alright," he agreed. "I'll let you take care of me."

"Good," Adam said. He removed his hands from Shiro's face and reached into the shower, turning on the water.

Adam was careful in his movements, caring, even. He helped Shiro out of his uniform, chucking parts of it to the side. His fingers traced the scars on his skin. Scars from fights in the gladiator pit and from his Paladin work alike. Adam traced over them with gentle fingers, never lingering too long.

He moved Shiro to stand under the spray of the shower. There was movement outside of the shower, and then Adam was joining him. Shiro was reminded of the times when the pain from his illness was too much for him to move very far, or stand for long. Adam had always helped him shower then, and each time it was with the same gentleness and care.

He wrapped his arms around Adam and buried his face into his shoulder. Adam traced circles onto his skin. It really was comforting, standing here in the shower with the person he loved the most after a relatively stressful day, after being deprived of something like this for so long.

Adam gently pushed Shiro's head away from his shoulder and grabbed the shampoo. Shiro let him massage it into his scalp, practically turning into goo with the motions. When Adam was done, he tilted his head back to wash out the suds. Adam repeated the motions with the conditioner, taking his time to comb out any knots in Shiro's hair. Not that there really was anything, just in his floof. It gave Adam an excuse to spend longer than necessary on Shiro's hair.

When he was finished with that, he moved to washing Shiro's body. He didn't have the energy to be embarrassed by it. Why should he, when they'd done stuff like this before? And Adam was so gentle, it made Shiro want to cry.

"Are you okay?" Adam asked. Shiro nodded.

"Yeah. I just- I've never realised just how much I missed you," he replied. Adam smiled gently. He pulled Shiro into a hug.

"At least we're here, now," Adam said. Shiro pressed a kiss into Adam's shoulder in reply. He decided that it wasn't enough, so He pulled away to press a kiss to Adam's lips. They were just as soft as he remembered.

Funny, how I was able to remember how it feels to kiss him but not how much I love to make him laugh, he thought to himself. He let himself get wrapped up in Adam. The feeling of his skin, his lips, the warmth he brought Shiro. The love that they still had for each other.

"I love you," he whispered when they pulled apart, noses touching.

"I love you too, Takashi," Adam replied. He pressed another kiss to Shiro's lips, then reached out to turn off the water.

Adam dried him off and helped him into clean clothes before he dried himself off and pulled on his own clothes. They climbed into bed together and laid there, facing each other. They just laid there like that. Shiro was still taking in the fact that they were together again.

"What are we?" Shiro asked. He hated how small his voice sounded, how insecure it was.

Adam was silent for a while before he answered.

"I don't know." It was an honest answer, one that was true through and through. Neither of them knew what their relationship status was anymore. All they knew was that they were lovers.

"What do you want us to be?" He wanted Adam to call the shots. It's all he could do, after going off to Kerberos despite Adam's protests.

"I..." Adam trailed off. In the darkness, Shiro could make out the shape of Adam's face. He knew that the other man was thinking. "I know for a fact that I love you, Takashi. I still want to be with you for the rest of my life."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." They went silent again. "What about you, Takashi?"

"I want that too," he admitted. There was the soft sound of movement, and then Adam's hand was cupping his cheek.

"Then let's have that. We don't have to get married now, but I want to do that at some point."

"I want to marry you, too. I was the one who proposed, right?" Shiro said. Adam laughed.

"Yeah. You were a mess."

"Hey!" Shiro pouted. "You said yes anyway." Adam's laughter died down. Shiro could see the smile on his face, even though it was pitch black at that point. The lights had turned off a while ago.

"And I'd say it again. But... it might take a bit for us to get back to that point." Adam was right. Shiro sighed. He moved his head so that his forehead was touching Adam's forehead.

"So... back to boyfriends?" He asked.

"Yeah. At least we're together." Shiro hummed in response.

"That's all that matters now," he agreed.

Shiro wrapped his arms around Adam and tucked himself under his chin.

"Goodnight, Takashi."

"Goodnight. I love you."

"I love you too."

#more word-vomit lol #this is cute tho #cute word-vomit #adashi #shiro x adam #voltron #voltron legendary defender #takashi shirogane #there will be more from this universe #I'm just writing about Adashi and healing ppl while doing it lol #ur welcome #I haven't read over this #probably why its kinda shitty #at least by my standards

[bespectacledbun]

I often think about how it's been shown over and over again that chev reads romance not for some bullshit reason of understanding humans (as he claims) but because he likes them. I think about how he very clearly self inserts with these books too, like in that one event where he kept imagining himself and Emma as the main characters of the romance novels he was reading. like. that shit is so funny and sweet and endearing to me. this man would soooooo be into reader insert fan fiction if he was real like he would absolutely bitch about people writing the characters OOC or making them do dumb shit in a fanfic. chevalier "he would not fucking say that" michel is real to me idk

#this is just as funny to think about as him having a goodreads account #or a book review blog and tearing apart those shitty booktok romances #every time I think of chev canonically self inserting with the romance books he's reading I go a little more insane #I wish you were real you would've loved ao3 #now that's certainly a fic idea. modern au anonymous fanfic writer chevalier. what genre does he write tho is the question #chevalier michel #random rambles

[oifaaa]

Not an attack or anything but. You seem to talk about Talia semi-fondly? Forgive me if I'm wrong.

I'm a little funny about people being nice about her. Afterall, she is a literal rapist. Canonically. In multiple iterations.

I'm not semi fond of Talia I adore her she's an amazing character and I refuse to let one bad racist writing choice, which the writer themselves states was a mistake and is actually no longer Canon, change my opinion of her - I've said before it's okay to not like Talia but don't base your opinion of her on one racist retcon which every other shitty dc writer chose to jump on instead of focusing on her long complex and interesting history

#ask #anon #It's not multiple iterations btw #It's the one #Grant morrisons one which everyone else then runs with #Even tho grant themselves acknowled was a bad choice #Bc they didn't bother to read the original comic!!!! #It's actually disgusting how much one bad piece of writing can ruin a character forever #Even when I'll remind you that is no longer Canon #People ignore so much that happened in dc comics #But they can't let go of the one shitty racist thing #Like we all ignore the angry baby Jason retcon #A lot of you guys ignore Tim's back story #Some of you ignore cass and Duke all together #Why is the one thing you refuse to let go the shitty racist retcon I don't get it

[socialbunny]

annoying cringe women convention just rolled into town and they're the only two that showed up 😢

#oc posting #wahnakai #cfw #cindy dewhitt #natavia valley #they have such the ability to be a toxic situationship/college fling or genuine besties depending on when i would write them meeting LMAO #thinking of the first one tho bc. well :) #theyre talking abt their shitty moms and shitty ex gfs that they still have some type of feelings for that theyre going to unhealthily #project onto each other when theyre fucking 👍🏽 #tavi is deffo spilling way more than shes supposed to tho and cindys just taking it all in. NOT LIKE SHE CAN JUDGE :)

[starpirateee]

Alr Imma do something complicated unexpected and suggest some Shitty Cops (Bailey and Sam)

You're welcome, Oz <3

Oh my god shitty cops in my inbox 😭 this will be a pleasure and a curse, these two are so awful...

Uhhh @oswaldpettyeye , Nab wanted you to see this so... C'mere, take your shitty cops and their shitty requited pining that makes them argue like an old married couple

Pre tw for blood, death and vomiting

--

The team pushed open the door, flashlight beams bouncing off the walls. It had been almost twenty years since he'd been at Hatchetfield High, but much like the rest of this town, it hadn't changed in the slightest.

The first thing he saw when he entered was the message written out on the wall. The light from hid torch reflected off it, adding a certain ominous shine to the lettering. It looked like paint, but on closer inspection, he found that not to be the case at all.

"That's fuckin' blood," he declared, unable to do anything but stare as the viscous red dripped down the wall.

As more of the squad investigated the writing, he moved further into the locker room, feeling a wave of nausea overcome him. This wasn't happening. For god's sake, he was Sam fucking Sweetly, he didn't get grossed out by some crime scene. That wasn't him.

For the time being, he swallowed that back and tried to continue on his investigation. He pushed open the door to one of the toilet stalls, having followed a trail of blood on the ground, and peered inside. Led by the torch beam, he scanned the tiny space, and felt his stomach drop as the pit of nausea returned in an instant.

"Holy shit-"

There was a boy, face down on the ground. His blood stained the floor, the edge of the seat, and most of the clothing that was visible. The kid's hair was soaked, his body was bloated, and his skin was already greying.

Sam ran to the next stall along, tripping over himself, and barely managed to pull his hair back before he vomited.

 

--

 

"How fast can you get here?"

"Hatchetfield High? I'll be there in ten."

Bailey sauntered into the break room, looking to grab himself a drink. Technically, he could be at the high school in five minutes; he was allowed to break the speed limit if he needed to. Before he got into that, though, he was going to pick up a coffee.

Immediately, he noticed Sam, lounging against one of the chairs with a glass in hand. Bailey didn't know whether it was just the bright lights, or whether there was something wrong, but he looked a little paler than usual.

"Sam?"

Sam looked up, at least acknowledging the presence of the other officer. "Oliver."

Bailey's brow creased. "What happened? Where's everyone else?"

"It's just me." Sam leaned back, finishing off his glass and running his free hand over his face. "I'm not going back to that fuckin' school."

"Why not?"

"None of ya damn business!"

Bailey held up his hands. One moment, he was focusing on the way Sam looked at him, seemingly more alarmed that he'd chosen to ask than defensive over the actual answer. The next moment, still wondering why he'd been called in to replace this guy of all people, he had averted his attention in order to pour himself the coffee that had been brewing. "Geez, it was just a question..."

"Well, lay off."

He was pale. That wasn't a trick of the light. Sam was washed out and pallid, his forehead still slick with sweat despite his efforts to keep it at bay. If Bailey had been paying more attention, he would've noticed the way Sam was gripping the glass so hard that his knuckles had gone white, but he wasn't, so he didn't.

Closing the lid on his cup, he turned around and leaned against the counter, glancing in Sam's direction. He slipped the shades from his top pocket and over his eyes. "I got called in as your replacement, I just wanna know what I'm dealing with here."

"Murder." Sam's answer came quickly, bluntly. A manner that was fully expected. "Dead body. All that shit."

Bailey's eyebrow quirked. "... What's the matter, Sweetly? Scared of a little blood?"

Sam snarled, his gaze snapping over his shoulder to meet Bailey's. "Shut the fuck up and do your goddamn job, Bailey."

As he walked out, Sam swore he heard a huff of laughter. He cursed under his breath and sank back into the chair. What an asshole.

 

--

 

Bailey arrived late. This was a surprise to nobody. In fact, there was someone waiting outside to point him in the right direction, and he hadn't checked his watch once. When the squad car pulled up to the school's parking lot, he just hummed, awaiting the other officer. "Bailey. Here for Sweetly, I'm guessing?"

"Yep," Bailey looked around as he approached, as if Sam had followed him or something. "What happened to him? He refused to tell me..."

"He refused to tell you? Well, he got in there, saw the body, and vomited. Immediately."

Bailey scoffed initially. "Nah, no way. He wouldn't, he's too-" then it clicked. He remembered the state that Sam was in when he'd found him. His pallid face, the size of that glass of water... His eyes went wide. "Wait, are you fucking serious?"

In return, he got a nod that almost forced a bark of involuntary laughter out of him.

"Sweetly ralphed?!"

"Body was found in the locker room, thank god. He made it to one of the open stalls... Didn't contaminate the crime scene or anything, but he was a fucking mess."

Still is.

That much went unsaid. Bailey decided to give Sam a little bit of his dignity. Not like he deserved it, but he was still recovering! Maybe he'd goad him for it later... To his face, perhaps. He really was scared of a little blood...

For now, he cut him a little slack. He was already gonna get it for deciding to call himself "Hatchetfield's Finest", rubbing it in now was only setting him up for worse, and Bailey wanted to make this last.

"Show me this shit, I think I have to see what all the damn fuss is about."

The two of them made their way to the locker room. As their footsteps echoed through the hallways, Bailey momentarily let himself feel a little nervous. Sam was known for being the toughest guy in the precinct. He was a loudmouth, sure, but he usually followed through on his threats. The fact that the crime scene made him vomit had to mean it was pretty damn serious.

And serious, it was.

He got the chance to look over the body of the boy, the locker room itself, and the message on the wall. Immediately, he saw why Sam had felt so nauseous: this was an absolute mess, and that poor kid had really gotten the worst of it from whoever did this.

"Jesus, talk about a bully, huh?" He said aloud, thinking about the facts. This kid was drowned in the toilet, for god's sake, that was a classic move! They'd been doing it since he was in highschool!

"Huh?"

All attention was suddenly on him. He stopped in his tracks when he realised the conversation had died off completely. "What?"

"A bully?"

"Uh, yeah? Face down in the fuckin toilet? That's a classic bully move! This kid quite literally got bullied to death, ain't it obvious?"

"So... What? We're looking for someone this kid's age?"

Bailey shrugged. "Didn't say that. Could be someone who never grew outta old habits, wanted to make things look interesting." He was pretty convinced that this was the work of someone of a similar age; the writing on the wall gave that one away. The words Nerdy Prudes Must Die weren't generally something a self respecting adult would write, even if they were out for blood.

A sudden thought crossed his mind, another case they'd been running before this murder came up. There had been someone else disappear from this school not two weeks ago. Sure they hadn't actually found any leads yet, but this couldn't be a coincidence. "Hey, we got a name for this kid yet?"

"Mhm, coroner has him identified as... Richard Lipschitz."

"Didn't some kid go missing from here a couple weeks back?"

"The football star? Jägerman?"

Okay, so Lipschitz definitely didn't look like a football star, but Bailey couldn't exactly say he'd been paying full attention to that case when it came up. All he knew was some teenager had turned up missing from Hatchetfield High, and now another had been killed.

"You think they're related? The cases?"

"... Could be."

 

--

 

By the time Bailey got back to the precinct, Sam had long since passed the point of forcing himself to work to make himself look better. One thing was for sure, and that was hat he definitely looked a little more alive than the last time Bailey had seen him.

He managed to stop him when they were passing in the corridor, which managed to agitate him enough as it was, but when he looked up straight into Bailey's eyes, he scowled.

"What?"

"... Farris told me." Bailey admitted. "Everything."

"Oh that fucking snake." Sam hissed, the fire behind his eyes igniting. "And what? You come to gloat about how right you were? Fucking hell, you're such a child."

Bailey faltered. He'd never liked admitting he was wrong, and Sam didn't deserve the satisfaction of it, but he had been wrong, when it came down to it. He sighed. "Jesus Christ... No, I- you were-"

Never before had he sounded like such a stuttering prick. The hell was his problem?

"Nah, y'know, I don't think you'd have been the only one to ralph after seeing that shit."

Sam smirked like his cocky edge had never been lost. "What's the matter, Oliver, scared of a little blood?"

#starkid #sam sweetly #officer bailey #void offering #tw blood #tw death #tw vomit #nova's tags → #i hate sweetly why am i doing this 🤣 #oh yeah. for the sake of shitty cops #hey listen this is not a bad thing. im happy to write it #there's just something about him thats so...... ughhhh #i love bailey tho. then again bailey never threatened to kill anyones kid... #stupid hc: his name is oliver but nobody figured that out for ages because when he introduced himself #they thought he just said officer #and they rolled with it because of course they would #star mail

[undertheredhood]

from the tiny snippets i've been seeing of gotham war on tumblr, i don't think there's a way for jason and bruce's relationship to ever be okay again, especially not after what bruce did to jason

#batman #jason todd #bruce wayne #red hood #bruce thinks that drugging jason to control him would be good in the long run but it wouldn't #is dc setting jason to die again? idk but i wouldn't be surprised #someone needs to give jason a hug #if i were jason i would leave and never come back #this is going to have major consequences i just know it #the whumptober girlies are going to eat it up tho #just when i thought it couldn't get any more worse dc somehow manages to surprise me #the only way for jason to have a somewhat civil relationship with bruce ever again is if this whole mess was ret-conned #imo after this jason should just leave the batfamily because wtaf? #imo anything that jason does in gotham war after this is justified #jason was never the angry robin #what bruce did to jason crossed all the lines #he literally violated all of jason’s boundaries in the worst way and i know that dc is just going to write it off with a shitty apology #i understand that he’s not fully in control of himself but it’s still fucked up

[jellyfish-grave]

MORE PUMICE :333

#Did you guys notice i finally understood how to upload more than 10 images #WOO #This app is so shitty Ahah #The idea would be that they travel through the loop and you can meet them in a ton of different places and get a ton of diffsrent dialogues #camma the drawer #Ow pumice #Cam ocs #Ive been writing their diakogues in a doc #Maybe ill share some someday #Outer wilds #Outer wilds oc #Im not. Tagging the travelers #Outer wilds the hatchling #outer wilds hatchling #camma rambles #In the tags tho. Lol #YES i know i drew the planets' orders wrong #it was meant to just be their travels through a loop #but instead it just looks like i forgot the planets' order WHICH I DID NOT #it just so happened to ressmeble the order #<-desperately trying to redeem themself #is this outer wilds spoilers. idk. just to be sure #outer wilds spoilers #also #outer wilds oc #outer wilds #casually forvets to tag the game #people looking at these tags must be so concerned about my mental health

[libras-interactives]

of yours and your friends lackadaisy OCs which are your favorites other then Eve and Lottie?

LOL i mean Eve and Lottie are the top, I cant help it... i guess its no surprise that I adore Jack and Marius too. Thays why theyre major characters.

But non-UTDM wise, @juniperss also has an adorable baker Maeve who i rlly wanna draw. @cherryballistic's Lupita is an Adelita/soladera and i love her RARGH she inspired a lot of the Gunman stuff in UtDM. Ive learned a lot about @chucky-brontosaurus' Nazlı and @missedditart's Ace too :3 Oh and my partner made his cursed orange cat Catholic priest and another bestie has an Abyssinian actress im super fond of. Neither of em are on tumblr or in the fandom tho.

Ive mentioned my con artist Dolly Lee and nun Sister Marguerite, and my partner's priest is in there. They dont work well w/ UtDM so I dont rlly talk about them, tho I'll draw em sometimes. Id like to write them somehow, someday ^^

#also im v fond of flynn and his shittiness but i havent gotten to write him as much as id like #also many lackadaisy ppl i follow have cute OCs but these are peeps ive talked to; in dana's case a ton aldksksk #i dont want anyone to feel left out these are just ones im most familiar with #i adore my weird nun cat tho #and her weird unhealthy relationship #i just doodle her when im bored #libra says #anons !!

[insanityinabigcloaktrynaacthuman]

oh how i yearn to make

i crave to do

my hands are made to create

a drawing, a sculpture, a glove, a meal, an indent in a tree trunk, a hole in the dirt, a flower crown hung on a branch,

everything

i want to make everything

and i do make everything, i have made everything

i am made of everything to do everything

i just want to make a mark

it's a creator's urge to do

that's why i am here

i made and will make

eternally

#had to write down really like ANYTHING #to try and translate my feeling of *needing* to create #DO NOT tag as religious #hope other artists of all mediums can relate lolz #spilled thoughts #shitty poetry #poems on tumblr #i guess its kinda more written in prose tho #but whatevs #art #artists on tumblr #its 4am #btw

[magicalgirlmascot]

I need to see if my college sketchbooks are still in my parents house somewhere bc I have like every other one of my old sketchbooks but not the ones from college for some reason and I want to see my terrible old bonkles humanizations again

#'want' is perhaps a strong word but. #honestly its mostly bc im trying to remember what fursonas i gave the hordika. i remember some of them but not all and its BUGGING ME #god i hope theyre still there somewhere i hate getting rid of my old art even tho its shitty #like looking at it makes me cringe into my soul but also like. it brings back memories of who i was at the time in a nostalgic way usually #so its kinda nice in that way. my old writing is the same

[jojosgaylittleadventure]

This is the third fic in my Josuyaus series that takes place while they're still in high school You can find my series here.

Summary: Josuke and Okuyasu are both recovering in the hospital after the events of 4th Another Day.

Tags: The Book: JoJo's Bizarre Adventure 4th Another Day, Post-Canon, Pre-Relationship, Fluff, Hospitals, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Sickfic, kinda lol, bi-panic, cuz y'all know i can't write josuyasu without some bi-panic, Friendship, Josuke and Okuyasu are a pair, they are co-dependent, pls do not separate them

#*screeches* this is my 4th Another Day propaganda #i am once again asking you to read 4th Another Day #i just need more people to be aware of it and read it (tho you could probably get away with reading this fic even if you haven't read it) #i also have a shitty TLDR i typed up for my sister who proof reads my stuff if anyone wants it lol but in my notes on the fic i also give #the relevant pages of the novel #Jojo Part 4 #jjba Part 4 #Diamond is Unbreakable #Josuke Higashikata #Okuyasu Nijimura #Josuyasu #4th Another Day #anyways... #Sophia Writes #Part 4 #Josuke #Okuyasu #Fic #two hospital fics in a row...oops...