<It sounded like a dream; it tasted like damnation.
  • the incessant need to make a moodboard for every single tarot card

  • Master post for Fluent Freshman AU

  • I’ll be pinning this at the top of my blog for now that the Poll is done. Here is where you can every installment of the Fluent Freshman AU since it’s getting a lot longer than I intended considering it was mostly a one off goof post that got some legs in my brain.

    This is just for the actual installments and not any asks or reblogs with additional content.

    Part 01 - “Bunny” “Darling”

    Part 02 - “Never have I ever…”

    Part 03 - “Hey wanna learn how to use a knife?”

    Part 04 - “Oh, I kept some Pepto behind the counter for you.”

    Part 05 - “We’re taking a drive.”

    Part 06 - “Are we still going on that drive?”

    Part 07 - “Sure”

    Part 08 - “Those pies look good.”

    Part 09 - “We have plans for that whipped cream tonight”

    Part 10 - “You can just shove them off.”

    Part 11 - “It won’t happen again.”

    Part 12 - “You were shopping??”

    Part 13 - “That sounds like what someone who wants to lick the spoon would say.”

    Part 14 - “Pull out the brownies and go back to sleep Smith.”

    Part 15 - “Alright, let’s go to Eden’s!”

    Part 16 - “Surprise Me.”

  • sometimes i just wonder what Andrew throught the first time they got into the dorms

    remember that moment ? when Neil goes out to buy some shit and comes back and looses it when he realises someone 1. touch his stuff 2.put it all back together the right way 3.forgot the weirdly folded tags

    first Andrew and his eidetic memory : did he left the tag on propose to mess with Neil ? did he not see them, thus couldn't replace it because it's a very fucked up things to do ? i mean, he's a foster child with heavy trauma, I'm sure he knows how to keep an eye on stuff, even more if it's the stuff of someone who could hurt his family so I think he knew and just wanted to leave it in the open for Neil to see but not obvious for any reational person to back him up

    and in the possibility in which he did not realise there were tags to deal with, imagine his utter confusion at Neil's entrance in his dorm, messing with Kevin and glaring draggers at him because somehow he knows

    or, if Andrew knew, he must have realised how dangerous Neil could be, because this kid knows exactly how to make sure no one can look into his bag without him knowing, he has this weird ass folder with Kevin and Riko everywhere, he comes, barging in, and spits french at Kevin's face

    sometime I wish we had Andrew pov for the story, like, discovering Neil from an outside perspective, with him just being a new kid in a sport team, must have been a wild trip

  • When bucks fight over a deer and their antlers get tied together and they die together over it that’s. The level of morbid homoeroticism I’m trying to experience

  • I asked someone at the village recently if the dairy co-op sold [specific cheese] and she said yes they do, and I said oh I’ll pop by then, I haven’t seen that cheese at the grocery shop for a while, apparently their local supplier is giving them trouble, and the woman I was talking to scowled and said, “the dairy co-op is their supplier and my son works there and yes they’ve suspended deliveries but they’re not the problem” in a combative tone, clearly assuming I had sworn allegiance to the enemy in this dispute I didn’t know existed. It reminded me of how last spring I was saying that I’d seen a really cute foal while driving by [specific farm] and the person I was talking to scowled and said this foal’s mother was a terrible aggressive horse who shouldn’t have been allowed to reproduce and once again I just stood there awkwardly

    There are mysterious and antagonistic connections between everyone in rural communities and the only way to be safe is to never mention anyone to anyone else. You say something about a sweet baby goat you can’t discount the possibility that this goat’s great-grandmother kicked your interlocutor’s third cousin in the leg in 1996 and now you’ve unwittingly taken a side in this longstanding feud

  • fanfiction is like. here's a piece of my soul! here's the parts of me i didn't know what else to do with! i wrapped them up in something i love in an attempt to understand my own feelings and morals and maybe the whole world. hope you like it.

  • Can I watch a great film knowing the actresses in it were terrorized and mistreated the entire time? Can I watch a football game knowing that the players are getting brain injuries right before my eyes? Can I listen to my favorite albums anymore knowing that the singers were all beating their wives in between studio sessions? Can I eat at the new fancy taco place knowing when the building that used to be there got bulldozed eight families got kicked out of their homes so they could be replaced with condos and a chain restaurant? Can I wear the affordable clothes I bought downtown that were probably assembled in a sweatshop with child labor? Can I eat quinoa? Can I eat this burger? Can I drink this bottled water? Can I buy a car and drive to work because I’m sick of taking an hour each way on the subway? Whose bones do I stand on? Whose bones am I standing on right now? 

  • On one hand, it’s a privilege to be able to choose to acknowledge these horrors or not–we’re going to acknowledge that privilege. On the other hand, I once attended a lecture by the explorerer-conservationist Jacques-Yves Cousteau’s daughter and son and they had a lot of opinions about what we could do to help the environment and the ocean and I talked about how in my country, we have to drink bottled water, because it’s a desert and there’s only salt water all around, but we’re contributing to pollution and all of these things…

    And she looked at me and told me not to fall into the trap of “activist guilt.” I couldn’t remember the exact words, but, it was the first time I’d heard the term and it took a weight off my shoulders.

    We do what we can. It’s so much better than giving up entirely or not doing anything at all because we can’t do it perfectly. It doesn’t benefit anyone in the end if we just sit around feeling guilty about every little thing in life. I’d just joined tumblr back then (haha, so like, eight or nine years ago at this point?), I was being exposed to way more than I’d ever been before (I was previously just into feminism and animal rights/wildlife conservation/environmentalism since I was a kid), and it was weighing on me.

    As long as humans are humans and living flawed lives, many consumed by greed, there will not be anything in this world untouched by evil.

    I usually avoid stuff that says it was made in China or other cheap looking knockoffs, out of fear of them being made in sweatshops (now, I know even a lot of big brands use those…), it’s exhausting. Then, I read something about how people who actually lived and worked in those would still buy this cheap stuff and how this shocked the foreigner reporting on it, but they just looked confused like, it’s what they can afford and them avoiding consuming it isn’t going to change the whole system from the ground-up.

    … it went on about how “money talks” and choosing where to put your money still feeds the whole capitalist system and is nearly a way of comforting yourself, but you not buying doesn’t mean everyone else isn’t. What needs to be tackled is at a much higher level than any of us can reach.

    Of course, I’d still, given the choice, give my money to companies I agree with and I’ll boycott what I know to support awful stuff, but I also feel no superiority over this and know now it’s not as black and white or easy as I thought it was.

    This is the same reason that moral purity “you can’t enjoy [x] because it’s Problematic ™” is such nonsense, because nothing is pure. There’s something bad about everything if you dig deep enough. As long as we lived in flawed human societies we’ve got to make the best of what they offer us. If you have the choice and means, please, do support those who do good, but also, don’t beat yourself up over not living up to an unattainable ideal.

    No one can. You’ll just make yourself so miserable, you either burn up and stop fighting entirely or you’ll make yourself a non-productive, depressed heap just out of a bleeding heart left unchecked. You can’t make a change to this world if you refuse to engage in it.

    Have a related article with self-care tips for activists.

  • Purity is one of the worst, most harmful myths humans ever invented.

  • Rebloging for this amazing reply telling us how to actually handle this, because yeah, sometimes I’ll simply shut down trying to find something that doesn’t cause harm to anyone

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  • #if you can't get homemade weird horniness then store bought is fine

  • #if you can’t

    get homemade weird horniness

    then store bought is fine

    Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

  • Haha, I love this! Drawing smut in general is SUPER helpful for getting better at human anatomy, but anyway, the nail thing! I'm gonna turn this delightfully silly post into a mini tutorial, so—apologies. 😅

    The reason nails often help hands look better is because they curve around the cylinder of the finger. If the viewer can see the curve of the nail, they can better understand the foreshortening and such going on with the finger and the hand in general.

    For example, I quickly sketched what are essentially two cylinders, and on the right one, I put a nail and some knuckle wrinkles. As you can see, the blob on the left could be facing in any direction, but the finger on the right is very clearly pointing somewhat toward the viewer and is foreshortened.

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    *Keep in mind, you probably shouldn't be heavy-handed (haha) with fingernails. If you work with line art, the lines for nails should generally be very soft and thin, and often not continuous—you're more suggesting the nail. Thick lines around nails usually make people look like they have dirt under and around them, which is fine, but not something that fits most styles.

  • do not, and i cannot stress this enough, do NOT learn to draw boobs from michaelangelo 

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    love wins actually

  • This works as an answer to the metaphorical problem because the key is for the hedgehogs and prcupines to be a bit flexible about how they position themselves and keep thier spines pointed in such a fashion to minimize poking, just like how in human relationships you have to be a bit flexible and concious of your position relative to others, and to manage your sharp bits to minimize the harm you do to others.