Yeah, sure I’ll keep drawing Gerry and I’ll be so normal about it
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i think about the scene where dazai slaps atsushi wayyyyy too often.
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🌸 Unhinged Character Bingo 🌸
Thanks for the tags @ndostairlyrium and @inquisimer ! I am very very normal about my OCs so of course you would tag me in this >:3 I liked Mer’s addition of adding OC art, so I’m gonna steal that teehee 💖
Most people have been tagged by now, I think. So I’m leaving this open - if you see it and wanna play, go for it! Tag me; I wanna see your answers :3 this is for canon and OCs
Mihri (art by @/starsandskies)
Maeve (art by @/h3xxthev3xx)
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IVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS FOR SO LONG AND I NEED TO SHARE THIS WITH SOMEONE PLEASE
THESE TWO. THESE SILLY LADS. this little thing has been floating in my mind for like months now, it’s so SIMPLE ITS QUICK
literally just how almond seems like he’d be able to play an instrument but can’t dance and then roguefort can’t play an instrument but can definitely dance
little bonus + I imagine almond playing a little tune and roguefort does a silly tiny dance to the tune :3
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incredibly self indulgent scribbling,,, these two are my favorites i wish we got to see more of them together
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Okok once again rewatching Fantasy High Sophomore Years finale and god the parallels between Aelwyn and Adaine with Galicaea and Cassandra??
Galicaea, the prim and proper older sister, perfectly poised upon first meeting, tasked with all important things and never questioning anything.
Galicaea, who hates so deeply that wild side of her that isn’t prim and proper and perfect.
Aelwyn, who has been filled with self hatred for her actions against Adaine since she was young.
Galicaea, who is perfect because her followers made her perfect.
Aelwyn, who is perfect because her parents leave her no other choice.
Cassandra, the younger sister who was cast out of the main picture and left to fester in her anger.
Adaine struggling with her anger and her rage and her confusion and her anxiety and only meeting shut doors and dismissing scoffs.
Until, Adaine met The Bad Kids.
Until Cassandra had Kristen.
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Several months later I come back with more skater x nerd prinxiety that no one asked for-
Idc tho I love them an insane amount and I’ll keep drawing them so expect another one in a couple months😌 also a fic I’ll hopefully write,,
And some doodles cause ofc there’s doodles too
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Can we just appreciate Maya’s range for a minute. Because she really went from the most adorable socially awkward disaster lesbian Robin Buckley to the most unhinged suave badass disaster lesbian Eleanor Levetan so well
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Okay I’m thriving on all the Marie/Jordan posting, it is absolutely deserved, they’re amazing together, but I wish there was a little more love for Emma/Sam too because “I don’t remember you, but I do believe you” fucking broke me.
Imagine you’ve spent years questioning reality, surrounded by people who constantly remind you that you can’t believe your own eyes. You finally meet someone outside of that group and you’re convinced she’s a hallucination, except she passes your test, and she’s sweet, and she laughs at your jokes even though you have a really off-beat sense of humor, and she matches it, and you love her like you’ve never loved anyone. And she promises to stay with you after everyone else you’ve ever loved has abandoned you, whether intentionally or not. And then you start to freak out and you know your scaring her, because she’s seen you rip people apart with your bare hands, but she’s not running. She’s not even trying to make you calm down or be rational or stop. Instead she asks “How can I help you?” She wants to help you. And you run. And she saves you. She stops you from doing something you’ll regret. She’s the first one who’s done that without violating your mind.
And then she loses all her memories of you. She looks at you without an ounce of recognition, and you think you’ve lost her, even if you swear to get her her memories back. And you’re alone again, and you’re hallucinating. You’re hallucinating her. You can’t trust reality. You can’t trust yourself. You can’t believe what you see or hear or touch. Then she comes back again, but this time she’s real and you ask if she remembers you and she says no. “I don’t remember you, but I do believe you.”
I can’t even, okay, I’m losing my mind over here.
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