#and I had no time or energy for creating

[claypigeonpottery]

ahhhh 😌

the relief of getting to build pottery again after… like three weeks 😬

finally starting on some commissions I’ve had on my whiteboard since 2024! feels good

[aroaceleovaldez]

underappreciated Nico detail that I like - he seems to be an angry crier! very frequently he's angry when he cries and he cries when he's extremely angry. very AuDHD of him. emotional regulation sucks my guy and he's just going through it.

[omnauralux-glitch]

Eeee I don’t know if someone’s done this already but I Needed to draw it so here 🤲 (no text version under the cut)

[mjrdm]

Ever since I've discovered Tiresias' genderswap myth I can't stop thinking about it. The man had lived a life as a wife and then had to go back to his destined path. Did he go on his own volition, needed somewhere else to change the destinies of great heroes? Did his unnamed husband throw him away? Was he begging him to stay? Third secret thing? What if they've met in the Underworld? So many possibilities..

[kitkatsgalore]

say cheese! 📸

[swordheld]

hi! your blog is one of my favourites and i absolutely adore reading your thoughts. my grandfather recently passed away and it feels like i lost myself with him. how do i continue living after this? there is this constant weight on my chest and it feels like an emptiness has made a home inside of me. how do i go on when it feels like the world crashed on my shoulders?

hello, love! this is so very sweet and kind of you, and i hope you're treating yourself gently and kindly right now - there aren't words for a loss like this. that heaviness is difficult, and hard, and painful. it's okay if things don't feel okay, right now, or even soon - i think that's something that a lot of the people i know that have gone through similar grief feel: like they should be able to get back to a relative 'normal' in a [insert far too short period of time].

but it's okay if it hurts. that's where i'd like to start. you're allowed to feel that emptiness, that world-crashed feeling that goes beyond words, beyond time. don't feel like you have to rush this to feel some sort of better. things get easier with time, i promise you this, but sometimes painful feelings are important to feel, too. cry, scream, feel your emotions. they're a part of you. grieve.

it's perhaps a little silly, but when i think about death i always think about a couple of space songs: mainly drops of jupiter by train and saturn by sleeping at last. there are perhaps others that speak to the emotions better, but these two have always hit something a little deeper for me, and are popular for a wide-reaching reason.

and while personally i don't know much about grief like this, i do know a lot about love; and i think they're a lot of the same thing.

the people we love are a part of us, and this is why it takes from us so deeply when we lose them, because it does feel like we've lost a part of ourselves in the wake of it. but it's because they were so central to our experiences of living - our lives, that the separation introduces a hollowness - a place where they used to be. a home that now goes unlived in.

an emptiness, like you said.

but just because they're not here physically, doesn't mean he's not still there, in your heart, in your life, your memory. you can hold him close in smaller ways, as well: steal a sweater, or cologne/scent for something a little more physical and long lasting for remembering. hold onto the memories you cherish, the things that made you laugh, the ease of slow mornings and gentle nights. write them all down, slide a few photographs in there, go through it and add more when you miss him. keep them all close, keep them in your heart.

you're not alone, in this. he's still there, with you, it's just - in the little things.

he's with you in the way you see and go about your daily life, in doing what he liked to do, in the ways he interacted with the world that you shared with him. the memories you recall fondly when the night is late or the moment is right and something calls it into you like a melody, an old bell, laughter you'd recognize anywhere.

but i think, perhaps most importantly above all others - talk about him. with your family, your friends, his friends, strangers; stories are how we keep the people we love alive. the connections they've made, the legacies and experiences they've left behind, and so, so many stories.

how lucky, we are - to love so much it takes a piece of us when they go. grief is the other side of the coin, but it does not mean our love goes away. it lives in you. it lives in everyone who knew him, in the smallest pieces of our lives.

the people we love never really leave us, like this: they're in how we cook and the way we fold our newspapers, our laundry, in the radio stations we tune in to and the way we decorate our walls, our photo albums. they're in the way we store our mail, organize our closets, the scribbled notes in the indexes of our books. the meals we love and the drinks we mix, the way we spend time with one another. they've been passed down for generations, for longer than history - and we are all the luckier for it.

think about what you shared with him, and do it intentionally. bring him into your life, like this, again. whether it's crosswords or poetry or sports or anything else. if one doesn't help, try another. something might click.

i hope things feel a little easier for you, as they tend to do only with time. i hope you find joy in your grief, even if it is small and hard to grasp at first. know that your hurt stems from so much love that there isn't a place to put it properly, and that it is something so meaningful and hurting poets and storytellers have been struggling to put it into words and sounds that feel like the fit right for eons, and that it is also just simply yours. sometimes things don't have to make sense. sometimes they just are - unable to be put into words or neat little sentiments, as unfair and tragic as they come.

but i promise it will not feel like this forever. your love is real. and perhaps, on where to begin on from here - i think it's less on finding where to begin and just beginning. and you've already started. you've taken the most important and crucial step: the first one. wherever you go, after that, from here? you'll figure it out. you always have, and you always do. it'll come, as things always do. love leads us, as does light - and you're never alone in your hurt. in your grief, your missing something dear to you. i think if you talk about it with others, you'll find they have ways of helping you cope as well - and they have so much love of their own to spare, too.

as an aside, here is the song (northern star by dom fera) i was listening to when i wrote this, for no other reason more than it makes me think of connections, and love, and how we hold onto the people we love and how they change us, wonderfully and intrinsically. it's a little more joyous than the others i've mentioned, and plays like a story, and it made me think of what is at the core of this, love and stories and i am here with you, and maybe it'll bring you some joy, if you'd like it. wishing you all my love and ease 💛

[dolentends]

sometimes i think people dont understand how miserable it is to work in the restaurant industry and just have miserable and entitled people drain the hell out of you every single day of your life and then have to deal with an incapable management team. i just feel like im constantly wasting away.

[moeblob]

Adam!

(my farmer gremlin in Fields of Mistria)

[sketchy-tour]

My brain wanting to draw Dandy, Wally, and Ivy being a wholesome family but also wanting to draw more and more gift art for those I love and adore but also wanting to draw my stupid Dandy au with Beta but also wanting to draw the other neighbors but also wanting to draw Wally a thousand times wanting to write personal WH fanfiction with Dandy but also-

[carnivalls]

Killing myself a thousand times over. Do I want the setting of Good Intentions to be past based (fantasy greece meets the industrial revolution) or futuristic (fantasy greece meets itself after a stupidly ambiguous amount of years)

[ahalliance]

qantoine’s coping mechanism to feeling left behind being both self-isolating and becoming possesive of those he cares for is so juicy as a concept . like yeah you go you funky creachure, manifest those complicated and sometimes contradictory emotions

[eternitas]

Okay, because I'm such a slut for AUs, I am so curious - have you ever played out any AU ideas for either the Varia squad, Rena, or Lina?

Okay this is a wonderful ask that leads me right into something i wanted to post about anyway, so allow me

Long post so under read more

Highschool Au LorAva

I love "Nothing bad ever hapened" AUs And I usually don't min d Highschool AUs either because I don't have to think of adult troubles. So one that I something think of is an AU where Ava is the student council vice president and an absolute picture book honors student that suddenly has to deal with this new student that kicks him off the leaderboards in everything, while being a really difficult person. I love enemies to lovers and I love delinquent + honor student stories, so of course this is a given with these two. Two more ups: Nothing bad ever happened to the twins and Asuna is alive!

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Squad 4 in Namimori aka Reborn! Now! AU

While this is also an AU featuring Rena, it's mostly about Squad 4 becoming recurring characters in Namimori. All of them take on covers: Ava as a girl in Tsunas class, Lorenzo as a highschool student, Ser as the Coach for the BAsketball club and Leo as a guard and school security. It's just fun to imagine Ava trying to come up with schemes to murder Yamamoto, Ryohei trying to get Leo to coach the Boxing club, Lorenzo having to deal with a really annoying rich girl that tries to court him and Ser has to deal with conflicting feelings regarding his cover story and a girl in the girls basketball club called "Asuna".

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HayaRena Ai no Scenario (I didn't wanna draw something for this)

Inspired by this song I always wanted to write an AU for Hayato and Rena and -drumroll please- G and a woman he meets after Giotto flees italy. Side A is Hayato and Rena being friends and in love ever since they were little, but Hayato is nothing but a street child while Rena is a noble woman engaged to a horrible abusive man. Eventually Hayatp whisks her away. Side B is set after Giotto left italy and asked G to take care of what they build up. G returns to his hometown where he meets a married woman who is secretly being deceived and cheated on by a mafiosi. She has no idea of this. Not exactly happy that another family has set their camp in THEIR (G and Giottos) hometown he eventually frees her from a terrible fate that her "husband" had planned for her and basically "wins" back the town, starting to seriously court her and eventually starting a family together.

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LorAva Mermaid AU

Since I had planned to do more for this in MerMAY I will keep it short. Ava is merfolk, a blue shark aligned predator who gets captured by accident by a fishing boat. A boat Lor is on. Seeing as the creature was only an accident he releases Ava again albeit not unharmed. Still Ava somehow understands that Lore saved him and becomes interested, following the boat more often, everytime he gets captured, he gets released by Lor. OIne day though Lor is not on the boat and Ava gets caught again and sold to the nearby circus where he is set up for show. Due Lorenzo trying to save and release him back into the ocean.

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Asuna lives AU

Not much to say here. I did trace this official art though because I thought it would be cute! Asuna survives the shot. Ser never becomes a mafiosi, Leo neither. Ser goes on to go pro as a basketball player, Leo becomes a mute soccer player and everything is fine with nothing bad ever happening. This really is just "Ser and Asuna can be together".

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Lin AU

The only K Project entry featuring a genderbend version of Lina that became full yandere for Eric. Eric has to tread very carefully. Lin is still his family and dear to him and made sure that Eric would survive anything Hikawa throws at him. He loves Lin, but he also knows how fragile Lins mental state is and how ready for violence he is when it comes to Eric.

[baronmpontmercy]

I do just think it’s kinda depressing how little of a shit people seem to give now about stealing art

[unityrain24]

ok so one thing i'd like to see in a fic (and plan on putting in mine) is like...

so you know how tom hiddleston has played loki for like a decade. obviously he has aged, he's gotten some wrinkles, hairline receded just a little bit, etc etc, which isn't a bad thing, aging is normal. Especially in that span of time.

But loki himself is a being that would live thousands of years. Even though he does age, the amount of physical aging that tom hiddleston underwent in like a decade would probably happen over the course of several centuries for loki. But even so, you see loki age physically throughout the films, because tom does (and obviously editing tom and chris to look the same age over that many years would probably be offensive and also be a lot of extra work)

So one thing i'd love to see in a fic is like... recognizing that loki is physically aging way faster than he should. Is it all the stress he's been under from thor's coronation + torture + being on the run from thanos? Is it the effects of malnutrition? Did Thanos/The Black Order take advantage of how time is funky in space, and so even though Loki was missing for only a year, perhaps he was tortured/kept aboard The Sanctuary for several years?

And what would Loki think of this? For the context of my fic, Loki basically got resurrected a bit after Infinity War, so he would really be around to see how much his physical appearance has aged. And loki is obviously someone who cares about how he looks, i imagine he would be very self-conscious (maybe even like paranoid) of how he now looks and be sort of desperate to 'fix' it. And it would really add to the whole multi-faceted crisis he's going through.

anyways. yeah.

[icewindandboringhorror]

recent lounging babey images

[aworsening]

Anyone else feel like they've completely lost their capacity for creativity or is it just me