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:/ I got someone asking for commission, which like- holy shit i was so excited someone would PAY for my art???

i kinda think they were trying to to scam me now which sucks :< idk, but yeah, that made me so happy, honestly. the thought of my art being something someone would pay for

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an art of watcher! Grian

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tw for ed

uh; so ive struggled with an ed for a long time now, and ive recently ish(past few months) started purging+restricting and now i can't stop

i drank a coffee, and ate a single toast, and had to purge it.

i cant stop

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I’ve always liked water.

Ever since I was a little kid, I loved to be in it—splashing.

In swimming classes, baths, pools, rain, oceans—

everything about it filled me with happiness and wonder.

I’d hang out with friends in the summer in our neighborhood in Beijing,

not having to worry about safety, just running around in bathing suits and shorts,

always forgetting—or fighting—the sunscreen.

Our days were filled with chasing each other and diving into the frigid pool,

our hair damp and clumped from the chlorine,

playing games like Marco Polo or mermaids or pretending we were in school.

Acting like we were older, like adults with jobs, a family, a dog, and a fish.

We knew nothing back then. I knew nothing.

Now, water brings me an escape.

I sit for ages under boiling hot water,

trying to focus on the sound of the droplets roaring through my head—

drowning out the thoughts.

Every time I go swimming—less and less with each passing year—

I hold my breath as long as I can,

until my lungs burn and my mind begs me to breathe.

Then, and only then, do I finally surface for air.

I’ll stare up at the sky as I do,

the water making it fuzzy, unfocused, unreal.

I’ll sink to the bottom and stay, shutting my eyes,

counting to myself as I don’t breathe.

I never make it past forty-five.

Nowadays, I finally understand why storms are so violent—

or why they are so gentle.

The storms that shake your house’s foundation,

rattle the windows,

make you shrink into the blankets at 3 a.m.—

they’re screaming.

Agony, pain, grief, anger, joy—

the true wrath of nature, of the gods themselves.

We are all here to witness it.

A lot of people are afraid of it.

But I find myself in those lightning flashes and thunder crashes.

It expresses what I never could—what I never will.

I’ve always loved storms.

The big, the loud,

and the gentle, the soft.

Those days where you can walk in the drizzle,

shut your eyes,

listen to the world’s gentle cry—

rain pittering down on your umbrella,

on the leaves,

on the reflections in asphalt at night.

The rain dripping down your face.

It’s calm. Centered.

A soft mourning of what once was,

but also the quiet hope of a new beginning.

A tomorrow.

What could be.

I don’t really have a favorite.

But I’ve always loved water in all its forms.

I have always felt my emotions through them.

Maybe I was a droplet of water in a different lifetime.

But water connects me even deeper—

to myself, to nature, to the gods.

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eeek yayayay they look awesome :DDDD

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here’s the Canadian lynx wallpaper you requested! The thing is I kind of made a few… I got carried away trying to make it perfect and so take your pick if you want to use one or just star at all of them haha

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YIPPIIEE uh except im dum and i cant see any TwT

aaaak sorry TwT

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here’s the Canadian lynx wallpaper you requested! The thing is I kind of made a few… I got carried away trying to make it perfect and so take your pick if you want to use one or just star at all of them haha

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Digital AND physical offering to Lord Apollon, super proud of this one!!

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An art I did of a newly discovered kintype! Wendigo me :3 i'm a kind of mix in appearance between the original humanoid Wendigo and the more deerlike Wendigo.

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*ahem*

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YEASS

I'm still deeply obsessed with grian just flying head first into end crystals in impossible minecraft's finale

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so uh, turns out, you can in fact take too much zoloft.

huh

thats tempting

thats really fuckin tempting

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fuck yeah motherfuckers i WIN

gonna play a game i like to call r@zor roulette :3

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just accessed my alt tumblr account for the first time in 3 months >;p time to play adoptme to cope

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oooo is that a new coping mechanism? fuck yeah

its not healthy ofc but whatever

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like shut the fuck up, its not a big deal. oh you did SiLiEs shut the FUCK up

yeah i dont care anymore. hurt yourself? boo fucking hoo not everyone is your friend boo hoo cry about it.

its not that fucking bad shut up and deal with it