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I finally finalized the designs of my main trio<33

Also yes ik they're all different artstyles, all these drawings are like a month apart 💔

I NEEDDD TO FINISH WRITING THO CAUSE IM ALMOST DONEE(⁠╯⁠°⁠□⁠°⁠）⁠╯⁠︵⁠ ⁠┻⁠━⁠┻

Also uh I'm Probably gonna make full intros later on but the green girl is Lacy(shes my wife trust), Mors is the guy, and Celine is my bestest girl protagonist (HER NAME PREDATES KPOP DEMON SLAYER PLEASE 😭)

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Reblog if you want random asks and you don't care what they're about

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Made a lil guy for a DND campaign!

Her name is Ghaine (pronounced Jane) and she's an Aasimar bard with the subclass collage of valor (idk if that's spelt right) we altered it so she can use only use the weapons if they're apart of her music:>

I think she's pretty fucking cool

She plays the 1812 overture as her signature piece with her musical weapons

Also I took some inspo from Rawdawg cause bestie boo keeps yapping about their comics and so that made me do a study:>

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I hate when people say shit like "Shh let people enjoy things" "Omg, don't like, don't watch" I AM A SEASONED HATER!!!! I WILL NOT LET YOU ENJOY THINGS BECAUSE THE THINGS YOU LIKE ARE BAD IN COMPARISON TO MY SUPERIOR MEDIA CONSUMPTION!!!!

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Llamas like Satan

Reblog is this is a safe space for the identities theses flags represent pls follow too

Hehehe I’m a demiboy <3

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god i feel so touch starved rn, i want to hug and cuddle someone

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You guys don't understand my level of probably undiagnosed mental problems ᕙ⁠[⁠･⁠۝･⁠]⁠ᕗ

(this is not a flex, I literally cannot close my eyes for too long cause I will tweak hard)

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Who TF isn't...

I'm so fucking gay for Vi from Arcane, I'm not even joking anymore

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I'm on multiple spectrums! :>

✨ (⁠◕⁠દ⁠◕⁠)

reblog if you’re a safe place for:

lesbian

gay

bisexual

transgender

queer

pansexual

demisexual

ace

hopeless romantics

cis-men

cis-women

non binary folks

the whole spectrum etc…

follow everyone who reblogs ;)

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I keep seeing this so uh ✨ note game✨

5 notes- I'll start going to bed before 1 am

20 notes- eat something in the morning (not big, granola bar or something)

50 notes- try to get my parents to get me therapy

100 notes- break up with my bf (emotionally unstable guy btw) (uh I already did this one but uhhhh)

200 notes- start working out (I'm underweight)

500 notes- eat 3 meals a day

Limit 3 notes per person daily<3

Doubt this will gain any traction at all but I've seen people be WILDLY incorrect (⁠๑⁠•⁠﹏⁠•⁠)

If I do end up eating my words I'll write more:p

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Y'all I just played a world release on clarinet....

The worst part is, it was for a band that was just a weekend so it sounded like shit 😭

Deadass couldn't play the 2nd half lmao

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What the fuck is up with the last three people....

I call my mom, mom, mother, or caregiver if I'm feeling silly, when talking to other family members I call her mama or mommy cause Chinese

How do yall refer to your mother? I was just informed that the term “ma” is not a widespread thing

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An attempt was made : a short story

Cw: suicide, murder(?), implied homosexuality (cause ofc:))

WC: 860

(I might submit this for a writing contest thingy but idk, hopefully it doesn't flag plagiarism cause I posted it already)

Under the comforting darkness of night, I continuously attempt to fall asleep when my phone rings. I attempt to ignore it but the blaring is overwhelming, each ring seemingly louder than the last, truly makes me reconsider my ringtone choice. I finally picked up the phone after I got tired of the incessant noises to see who it was.

Looking at the contact information on the screen, I see the name “Li >:)”. So that means that Lina is calling me? Why would she call at such a late hour? We're best friends, but I'm so tired after everything that happened today.

I slide my finger over the neon green button to pick up the call, but I hear nothing from the other side. No hello, hi, nothing of the sort, so I mumble into my phone's microphone “Hey, Li? You there?” no response?

I think it's pretty reasonable to get worried at this point, right? Bestie calls me at 4am and doesn't say anything, weird, right?

So I'm just assuming that she butt dialled me, and I'm about to hang up but then, a noise. Not a scream or anything that would immediately invoke concern, but it was still unsettling.

Just to make sure, I waited for the noise to appear once more and right on cue. The distinct sound of the creaky wood that makes up our little secret hideout in the forest. The wood is old and often cracks, so it makes this odd sound like frozen sponges being scratched against each other.

“Linaaaa? Hello? Are you at the hideout?” I talk into the microphone a bit firmer this time. Still no response from her, however, I hear more sounds from the speakers. A few breaths that caught in the throat, and maybe some sniffles? Is she crying?

“Please, Lina, you're scaring me… talk, I beg of you.” Now I'm almost about to tear up out of pure anxiety, while my limbs tremble as I speak. After a few seconds of shared sobs I heard her respond “I’m so sorry for everything…” I felt my heart stop for a brief period of time before she spoke.

I shuffle my legs which are still wrapped in a blanket while asking “What's happening- or happened?- Lina, what's going on?” this time she responds almost immediately. In between sobs and hiccups I hear her get out the words sorry, too much, and peak. I didn't want to jump to conclusions, but I don't think there's much to think about.

I attempt to quietly slip out of bed, my clumsy feet dragging behind me as I slip on a pair of sneakers. Now biking to the mountain on which our forest hideout resides, I text her “Stay, be up in a sec.”

Zooming through the small town brings back so much nostalgia, which is already sending unease through my soul considering what I suspect is about to happen. I’ve never been more thankful for the proximity of our little hideout.

I park my bicycle right outside the tiny cabin and sprint inside while trying not to trip on the door frame. Searching the tiny box we call our hideout, I somehow don’t see her which is strange… however I do see her phone. Which means she was here at some point tonight.

I might be a bad person for snooping, but I truly think it could be my only option. Obviously, I know her passcode is her dog’s birthday, and what I see open on her notes app sent chills down my spine.

It was just an apology to me, a whole paragraph of apologies from small incidents ranging from elementary to last night. The last note was truly heartbreaking, “Remember when you got in trouble last year and I said I would die for you? You told me to live for you instead, but I can’t anymore, I hope to see you again in a few decades <3”

No. It can’t be too late yet. She had so many dreams. She wouldn’t do this. I wish I could have done something. Anything. She was here only 4 minutes ago… and a thought popped into my head. I know where she would be.

I grab my bike and rush to the cliff and I see her. She’s still okay? I’m not religious, but thank whatever forces, supernatural or not, made her delay till I got here. “LI!?” I exclaim, still rushing towards her. “No, please—go…” she tells me while backing up towards the edge, before she falls off the edge I catch her in an embrace.

“Cyrine…I'm sorry I just can't do it anymore,” she attempts to wiggle out of my arms “Yes you can! Please stay with me.” For a moment, she stops resisting and looks me in the eyes, “You really want to stay together?” And I nod.

She wears her arms around me and for a moment I thought she would actually reconsider, however I didn't see the true intentions of her actions.

Lina slowly tips over the edge, while I'm still in her arms and overnight, two kids mysteriously go missing.

Please don't repost or translate my writing without permission:))

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I wish I had queer friends IRL that don't just trauma dump me 24/7༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ

IF YOU'RE A QUEER TEEN HERE PLEASE BE MY FRIEND:(((

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My ex and current partner...

girls with short hair & guys with long hair >>>>>>>>>>>>>>

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I love that I still don't know wtf I am (⁠>⁠▽⁠<⁠)

Like I've processed of eliminationed that I'm not trans cause IDGAF about having tits most of the time, but it annoys me other times?

Maybe I'm just a blend in between apa and fluid?

Idk 乁⁠༼⁠☯⁠‿⁠☯⁠✿⁠༽⁠ㄏ probs just built different:3

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Meet Celine A. she's the main character of Kyofu ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡

She's a highschooler in the Hoeng district!

She's Omni with a preference of men and is cis fem

Her birthday is on December 27th :3

And yes she is named after me (⁠･ั⁠ω⁠･ั⁠)