jinx-yjester

[jinx-yjester]

hey tumblr! it’s been a while.

maybe because my grades still aren’t complete and the suspense is gnawing at my brain. So yeah, there’s still that looming sense of doom hanging around. I try not to think about it—but doomscrolling isn’t exactly helping. It just makes the dread feel productive.

Anyway, ever have your humor get so dark you need a flashlight? Like figuratively and also maybe literally? Yeah, same.

One time, my family and I were having dinner while the news was on. They reported a house fire where two kids died. And I laughed. Not like hysterically, more like a chuckle/giggle. I said, “Oh, they early out,” like they just clocked out of life. i didn’t mean it, it just came out. My mouth moved before my morals could catch up.

My sister glared at me for the rest of the night. Like full-on silent judgment mode. Didn't even say a word.

Yeahhhh. Like, valid. Who wouldn't?

It’s… concerning. I know. But I also watch true crime documentaries like they're comfort food. Which is basically a polite way of saying I consume other people’s trauma for entertainment. I even have favorites. Which is also concerning. But I’ll drop recs if anyone asks.

Anywaysss, I drew flowers. What do you think?

[jinx-yjester]

Hi Tumblr! Life update: I just finished my finals today, and starting tomorrow… it’s officially summer break!

All that’s left is to wait for my grades — and yes, I’m currently manifesting a peaceful academic resurrection where I pass everything and ascend smoothly into the next year without drama nor emotional damage.

I think I did well.

But thinking ≠ knowing.

It’s not “I know I did well,” it’s “I think I did okay,” followed by nervous laughter and naps and snacks I possibly didn’t earn.

BUT! Since I’m free from academic suffering (for now), expect more posts — art, chaos, and probably emotional oversharing. To whoever ends up seeing this on their dash. (hi. i see you, well not really, but you get the point.)

Also, forgot to mention in my first post: I’m a wannabe artist. Or drawer? Drawer sounds like a piece of furniture but let’s just go with “someone who draws.” Yeah. That.

I draw. I sketch. I do (barely straight and shaky) lineart. Sometimes I color... sometimes I just let the drawing sit there and spiritually age.

Although, full warning: my coloring is... unhinged, or rather chaotic. I can't blend. I try. I really try.

Maybe it’s the cheap alcohol markers (I'm broke), or maybe it’s just a skill issue. Probably both. I dream of owning Ohuhu markers like other people dream of financial stability.

At one point, I desperately wanted to be a mangaka.

Now I just wanna try to draw more consistently and not cry while erasing the same line 17 times or when my pen pressure disappears mid-line.

I also love anime. Been watching since I was a smol, unsupervised child.

My first anime was Attack on Titan — which was, in hindsight, not age-appropriate.

And yes, I watched it in English dub because I didn’t even know subs existed. Cut me some slack.

Now I sleep with a pillow in my arms and trust no basements.

Anyway, thanks for reading this far if you did. More art + chaotic rambly posts coming soon. Maybe even short stories I wrote (maybe I'll share the ones I shared on my IG acc).

Let’s hype each other up and pretend we’re fine.

Bye!

P.S. I tried hiding my real signature since I actually use it in my personal life — so for now, my watermark is a spoon with a bee(?) on it.

I don’t even know what that means, but hey... it’s mine now. It’ll do.

[jinx-yjester]

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So I told myself I’d start studying for finals.

My brain? Said, “It’s fine, you’ve got two days.”

The devil? Whispered, “Study tomorrow.”

Tomorrow came, and I whispered back, “Bet.”

Anyway, I blacked out and somehow ended up digging through my old sketchbook instead. Found these ancient relics from 2021-2022— aka the Pre-College Era, back when I still had hope and wrist strength.

Behold:

* One screaming shark (he’s going through something, reference is from a comic, though I don't really remember anymore so, credits to the owner!)

* One serious shark (he’s seen some things, but then again, maybe he's just serious)

* A kraken

* A very intense heart (why is it so detailed?? Who hurt me??)

Are they perfect? No.

Are they vibing? Absolutely.

Be nice. The sharks are a little lopsided, the heart looks like it studied anatomy and I didn’t—but hey, I was just a lil guy, more accurately, a little dudette, back then.

Honestly? They’re not too bad.

And considering I should be studying right now but chose ✨nostalgia and nonsense✨ instead, I regret nothing.

Bye!!

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[jinx-yjester]

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hi tumblr. i’m new. be nice. my ego is being held together by coffee and delusion.

so here’s the deal:

i’m a wannabe writer. currently also a college student who is technically preparing for finals but is actually knee-deep in perfectly avoidable procrastination.

i started posting on instagram and figured… why not scream into the Tumblr void too? it seems cozy. unhinged. poetic. my kinda place.

here’s what you can expect from me:

confused ramblings disguised as writing

✨artsy chaos✨ (i draw, i do diy projects, i glue things that probably shouldn’t be glued)

moodboard-level procrastination

soft existential dread, but make it cute

story snippets, character brainworms, and ideas i’ll definitely forget to finish

occasional philosophical thoughts at 2am followed by memes

way too many opinions about tv shows and movies, series, anime, etc.

me losing my mind over found family tropes, morally gray characters, and that one background character who appeared for 0.5 seconds but means everything to me

stuff I love:

I’d tell you everything I love, but it’d be like opening 47 tabs in your brain at once. So I’ll spare you the lore dump for now. Don’t worry — the fandom spiral will catch you eventually.

i’m just starting out. i have no idea what i’m doing. but i’m gonna post anyway.

so if you’re into chaos, vibes, art, stories, glitter glue, emotional rants, and soft spirals… stick around.

stay for the stories.

or the hyperfixations.

either way, hi.

we’re friends now.

and as proof of our friendship, here's drawings of sharks as a peace offering

bye!

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