#it's NOT garbage it's a GIFT!!!!!

[electrozeistyking]

I forgot to post this. Here's some silly art based on my friend @l-borden's playthrough of Voices of the Void. :3

[legionofpotatoes]

my old girl isn't doing too well :')

[inquisitor-apologist]

Have we considered that Maul’s trash planet insanity years were just his way of coping with gifted kid burnout? (His gift was killing)

[governmentmandatedryujinstan420]

I FORGOT TO THROW OUT AFTER THE EPISODE RELEASED NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

[blakemcntgomery]

by the mid point of the night, blake didn't see many people who weren't engaging in illegal activity wanting to check in at the rose motel. in fact, this was about the time he had to stay up reading a book or scrolling his phone in order not to pass out on the desk. chewing on one end of a pen, he had it in his mouth as his eyes flickered through the pages of biocentrism in his hands.

the sudden noise ushering into the lobby startled him, the pen dropped out of his mouth as he started to recognize the fatigued mom of two at the front desk. "uh... are you sure you wouldn't rather go somewhere else? this isn't the safest place around. especially not for-- there's a hotel on the boardwalk that's a lot nicer, i can call them, let them know you're coming." blake offered picking up the phone in case she opted for it.

starter for @blakemcntgomery at the rose motel

"Jody!! You have to carry your own stuffy, love, I can't do it for you. I have your brother in one hand and the luggage in the other, come on." Kacey sighed, gesturing to the skinny stuffed orangutan with long arms that Jody took everywhere. It was a little worse for wear at this point, and missing an eye, but just as loved as the day James brought it to the hospital when she was born. It was also, as were the rest of them, drenched, because they'd woken up in the middle of the night to a flooded apartment after a pipe apparently burst above them. With nowhere to go and next to nothing in her bank account, she found herself dragging two kids and whatever she could cram into a suitcase to the Rose Motel in Oakdale, hoping she at least had enough on her for a few more hours of sleep before morning came. Sleep for them, at least. She wasn't sure with the headache she had if she'd be lucky enough to even rest her eyes.

"Hi. Um. What is it for a night? Or do you have a half-night charge, maybe? Or by the hour? Actually, don't tell me if you have an hourly rate, that just might unsettle me more at this point." What the fuck is my life, she found herself thinking, as the fluorescent lighting above her only served to worsen the constant pounding in her head, making her forget to smile politely at the front desk worker.

[inkspottie]

fanfiction of the fucking fanfiction (Gabe has to witness Sebastian empty his fridge)

sorry for literally PERPETUALLY invading your asks and eating half your blog dude. like actually i feel guilty but ehh. anyways had this idea of Seb living with Gabe so wrote it out (shenanigans ensue) Had no idea where else to send this since i am NOT re-writing allat on ao3, reply to it if you want. peep my cat photoboming it btw ( by bucket i mean one of those small plastic ones yogurt is sold in)

Hahaha poor Seb, he just a hungry feesh

[asexualbookbird]

one (1) sewing project done please clap

[cookinguptales]

just watched the dirty laundry ep where one of them talks about how he wrote a short story that worried his teacher and like

ohhh I had one of those when I was a kid. my parents still talk about it to this day.

when I was about 8yo, my teacher put a poster up on the blackboard and said, "I want you all to write me a story inspired by this scene." the scene was of a lush jungle that had animals hidden throughout.

"oh, okay," I said to myself. "I can do this."

see, what my teacher (and parents) didn't know was that my grandmother, knowing vaguely that I liked to read but knowing pretty much nothing else about children, had given me a stack of books that she got at a yard sale. these books were very nice quality and I was happy to get them. too bad that they were all alfred hitchcock presents!

for the uninitiated, AHP was a tv series and book series that collected short, scary stories. stories about murder, stories about ghosts, stories about monsters of all kind. you get stories like du maurier's the birds and blackwood's the wendigo and that fucked-up short story that roald dahl wrote about that guy who collected fingers or whatever.

all that is to say that I had been consuming wildly age-inappropriate atmospheric horror for months at this point and I was like, "yes, I know just what to write!"

I ended up turning in this story about an explorer who was lost in the jungle and he starts hearing this faraway howling sound, which he realizes is a howler monkey. and he keeps getting more and more lost and the howling keeps getting closer and closer and finally, as he is about ready to collapse with exhaustion, he hears the sound of howls all around him and the story ends with the implication that he got mauled to death by howler monkeys.

(I also, coincidentally enough, really enjoyed zoo books!)

lmao ~guess whose parents got a phone call~?

but it kind of backfired on my teacher, because my parents were fully delighted. they were like "WE DIDN'T KNOW SHE COULD WRITE LIKE THIS" and I did not get punished at all.

anyway, my parents still talk about "the howler" to this day when they want to embarrass me at dinner parties. :')

[skunkes]

qhenever i use watercolor theres exactly one moment where it actually does what i want it to do and then it doesnt happen again and idk how to replicate it LOL

[sincerely-sofie]

Dusknoir’s therapy services are becoming more widely known. He is not happy about this.

Also: Hey y’all we recently passed 36k words for The Present is a Gift! That’s about 100 pages my guys. After scrapping a few ill-fitting chapters, I’m at about 66.6% of the way done with writing the rough draft of the fic. I’m having lots of fun with it and am hoping to make some teaser comics soon!

[brokehorrorfan]

Garbage Pail Kids artist Joe Simko and former Topps executive Ira Friedman have teamed up to create Craniacs, with trading cards available now and an animated series in the works.

Fright-Rags has two shirts featuring Simko's artwork of Sonny and Riley available through Sunday, August 18. Priced at $36, they'll ship in 2-6 weeks.

[kuhulua]

WHY

[botanikos]

He has a mouthful of rat jerky and is in A Mood.

[momentsbeforemass]

What makes a truly great gift?

What makes a truly great gift?

Cost? Sentimental value? One-of-a-kind? They’ll use it every day? There’s always the cliché – “it’s the thought that counts.”

I struggle with what makes a truly great gift. But I do know how to ruin any gift.

Give it begrudgingly. With an attitude of “fine, if I have to.”

That kind of giving will turn the most amazing, unique, thoughtful gift into garbage.

I don’t know about you, but I would rather get nothing, than have something given to me begrudgingly. I’m not alone in that feeling.

If I do get something that was given begrudgingly, unless I can give it to a parish auction, it’s going straight into the trash.

The thing is, a lot of us have that idea about God’s gift of forgiveness.

That God doesn’t really want to forgive us. And if God actually does forgive us, it’s done begrudgingly.

Because we did something super Catholic. Or met some arcane requirement to receive an indulgence. Basically, we backed God into a corner with His own rules. And now He has to forgive us.

If that’s how it works, it’s unhealthy. To say the least. Why would you want anything to do with something that messed up?

Thank God that’s not how it works!

The thing to know about God is that God isn’t waiting for you to do something super Catholic or to meet some arcane requirement, before He forgives you. God’s waiting for half an excuse to forgive you.

Like a being genuinely sorry for about hurting someone. And asking for forgiveness.

A change of heart. That’s all God’s waiting for.

Because God’s approach to forgiveness is kind of the opposite of begrudging. We see it in today’s first reading,

“Who is there like you, the God who removes guilt and pardons sin? Who does not persist in anger but delights in clemency?”

Translation - You want to see God light up with joy? Ask for forgiveness.

Today’s Readings

[canonkiller]

looking to comm custom colored leaf shaped throw pillows hmu w your prices if you do that kind of work

[no1ryomafan]

One thing I appreciate about G Gundam it’s illustrated that you can still make something look visually appealing without every scene be heavily shaded or shaded at all, a lot of weekly animes back then lacked shading but something about G just pulls it off- now I just wish I could figure out HOW to do that for my own art cause I hate shading 🤡