#OK ENOUGH MENTAL ILLNESS!!

[veromdraws]

"let's... not talk about it..."

[quirkle2]

whoever designed her ,,,,,,,,,,,they knew what they were doin

[chickenoptyrx]

....I just wanted to draw gators :T at this point these 2 are more 'a representation of my last 2 brain cells' then they are actual characters 😅

[schnuffel-danny]

Extremely obsessed with this series of screenshots. Partially because, if you don’t know any of the context, it looks like Maddie is pissed at Vlad for flirting with her husband lmao

[aibouart]

madoka sona

my weapon is giant cannons

[todayisafridaynight]

seonhee and sawashiro both being associated with purple's the most evil shit in the world now who the fuck am i supposed to put in my purple card holder

[nerosdayinanime]

crippling need to draw this image i have of sabigiyuu pressed back to front, giyuu holding onto the arm thats hand is splayed over his stomach/ribs, easily leaning his head back onto sabito's shoulder, his soft barely-there hold on giyuu's neck with their cheeks gently pressed together

[sevenrs]

ouh welcome back to me

[panb1mbo]

i triggered a veteran driving a truck today bc i smiled and waved after i refused to speed up above 85 even after he settled for riding my ass since he couldn’t go around me because i was matching speed with the cars in the next lane. yikes. sounds like someone needs to work on their emotional regulation skills

[jarchivussy]

anyway remember how in the first minute of the netflix preview for wednesday, she says 'of course the first boy I kiss would turn out to be a psychotic, serial-killing monster'. and how every second article about the show is literally just 'wow look at that #crazy girl go! she's so psychotic and insane. LOL! she even dissected animal corpses when she was younger! what a psychopath 😂😂'. because i feel like there's an underlying issue here that needs to be addressed

[batfossil-fr]

man I love writing lore I wish I had the energy to do more than one lore every 6 months

[run-on-dreams]

a little while ago i had a idea for a menhera themed story but i dont wanna post it on my main blog SO im gonna post it here even tho it doesnt really fit the theme XD

itll be below the cut, warning for mentions of self harm and mental illness and related stuffs. menhera stuff yknow

(copy-pasted from my notes)

a girl is an up-and-coming idol, scouted for her good looks out of high school. she does actually care about idoling, but there’s a problem... she’s a menhera dealing with delusions, hallucinations, and a self harm addiction. she tries to manage both sides of her life and be the best idol she can, but she feels like it’s only a matter of time before it all comes crashing down..... until she starts having a strange and very persistent hallucination. turns out, it’s not a hallucination at all, but the ghost of a dead idol! the ghost girl struggled with some similar things when she was alive, and was even reported to have died by suicide when she died a year or so ago. however, the dead idol seems like she was in a better headspace than ever near the time of her death... could foul play have been involved? was she... murdered??

together, the living idol and the dead idol work on themselves, and the living idol uncovers the mystery of the ghost girl’s death.

[meirimerens]

that damn key with an F on it haunts vexes and fascinates me because the lines it triggers when given to andrey conjures seven trillion images and scenarios.

[todayisafridaynight]

if i imagine arakawa and/or sawashiro having to attend a parent/teacher conference i just might blow up

[kirby-souljourney-au]

Update — Hiatus

Yeah. I’m officially putting Kirby: Soul Journey on hiatus. I can’t work on it anymore, at least for now, for a few reasons.

Honestly, I’ve lost some interest in Kirby. I do still like it, it’s still a hyperfixation, but currently I’m more focused on Hollow Knight.

I’m not as confident in my writing as I was when I started K:SJ, and my writing style has changed a lot since chapter 1’s release.

The lore for K:SJ has changed quite a bit since chapter 1’s release, and I’m not sure how to integrate the new lore into the original chapters.

Finally, there’s just so much shit happening. I’m in the middle of experiencing at least 3 traumatic events at once, and I have no idea how to process it. I am fucking exhausted and I need a break from writing for a while.

So yeah. The fic is going on hiatus into the foreseeable future. I’ll still post stuff about the AU occasionally, but not often.

Asks are still open. If you have any questions regarding the AU, send one in — I love answering questions.

Ty for understanding

[give-soup-please]

Is it okay to request you where the reader is a sentient plushie that usually just hangs out with the Narrator in his office?

Narrator With a Reader Who is a Plushie in His Office

Have you heard of rubber duck debugging? Where a programmer will explain a problem with their code to an object in order to solve the problem? That’s what the narrator does to you.

He’ll read his story to you again and again, hoping to work out all the flaws. Of course he believes his writing is already perfect, but there must be a way for him to make it even more so. 

He talks to you, debating whether to add another branching path, or to switch up his delivery. 

“Should I actually add a third door? The suggestion was a joke the first time I implemented it, but now I can’t help but wonder…”

Or, “I can’t tell whether to keep my voice steady, or let it waver a bit to let Stanley know I’m in on the joke too. Will being deadpan serve my purposes better? Hmm. What do you think?”

You sit there patiently, waiting for the narrator to come to a decision. Your button eyes glint from the fluorescent lights, your body heavy with stuffing. Sometimes he actually needs a verbal response, sometimes it’s better to hold your tongue and let him make up his mind. You’ve hung out with him long enough to be able to anticipate his needs well.

Sometimes, when he’s had a hard day, like when Stanley refuses to listen or throws himself off the staircase multiple times, he clutches you to his chest like a lifeline. No one else is going to see him, so there’s no need to hide his sadness or exhaustion. You try to give him what comfort you can. He’s surprised sometimes, when you hug him back.

The first time you talk to him, he’s startled. When he programmed you into his game, you were just for some extra comfort. He wasn’t expecting you to develop sentience. It’s nice though, to have someone to talk to.

He’s tossing papers left and right, not angry, just frustrated with writer’s block. When one of the papers lands near you, you begin to read without thinking about it. You say, “Hey, this is pretty good. Why’d you throw this one away?” The narrator whips around, clutching his chest. “Good God!” 

He stares at you in fear at first, from the slight jumpscare, then in confusion, before settling on suspicion. “Who are you?”

“I’m your plushie. Don’t you remember?” He approaches you cautiously, wondering if his mind has snapped. He picks you up and examines you closely. He can feel your coding underneath your fur. You’re alive, somehow.

Like always, a good friendship with the narrator takes time. He feels embarrassed that he’s vented to and cuddled with something without realizing that you were alive. But you weren’t always this way, he was sure.

(What neither of you realize, is that it’s a velveteen rabbit situation. He loved you so much he accidentally made you real.)

After he discovers you’re sentient, he moves you closer to his computer, for ease of access and additional comfort. Sometimes you flop onto his arm. Whether or not you do this intentionally is never discussed.

The two of you are odd friends, but you make it work. 

(warning, long commentary in the tags)