@itsthefandommash aaaangel im so sorry this took me so long i was suckerpunched by the depression this past weekend and i was struggling with literally everything and all basic tasks and its been exhausting and disheartening but i enjoyed the small serotonins in drawing marcoace 🥺❤️ thank you for commissioning me and forcing me to draw two characters together it was rough i definitely need more practice but this is a start
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My manager and my project lead both gave me glowing glowing reviews on this project (my lead even CC'd my skip-level and skip-skip-level with his praise and they both responded) even after I spent all of January and February worried that I was slipping behind with work because I was busy being an overwhelmed shell of a person
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One of the people on chilled's team is one of the top mc event players (places an average of 1st in a very similar event) and a lot of people are ranking the team higher bc of him (he is also new to this event though so people are not placing the team as high as they would otherwise)
Right and I get that. And granted idk how good Oli and Kara typically do, or how much one players point count can affect the entire team's placement.
But I mean. This is Chilledchaos we're talking about. Team TIES consists of people who play minecraft for a living.
I don't know if you've heard, but Chilled said yes to participating in this event despite not even knowing what type of competition it is. He has absolutely no clue what happens in MCC. I watched this man ask chat what the second C stood for. I watched him look at his calendar live on stream and put his hands on his head in distress as he goes "It's in eight days?!"
So yeah y'know I wonder if it can really make enough of a difference that they breach last place. Red can do okay point wise but it means nothing if the other teams do even slightly better cuz all 4 of them know how to play the game.
Like I said, we are in for a fun time not a winning time lmao
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IM SO SORRYYYYYY MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY HOLIDAYS MERRY NEW YEAR HERES YOUR HORRIBLY LATE SANTA HEADFIRST IN THE SNOW WITH JESTER BELLS THAN SLEIGH BELLS
anyway thank you again @incorrect-ninokuni for the banger secret santa management this year !!!! and to my monita holmes221B on discord !!!! I HAVENT PLAYED DND IN YEARS i hope i did something you liked !!! SORRY SORRY IT'S LATE AGAIN I hope everyone had a nice holiday and to this new year !!!
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the man who falls – secret origins (1989)
[ID: Two cropped comic pages of Bruce Wayne as a child after falling into a cave and being ambushed by a swarm of bats. There's multiple narration boxes over the pages:
Page One: a three panel sequence of Bruce being rescued by his father. In the first panel, Bruce is screaming with his eyes squeezed shut in fear. He has his fists clenched in front of him and is wearing a reddish pink turtleneck sweater. The narration says, ‘Again, he shrieked — not in terror, but in despair...’ In the second panel, Thomas Wayne is shown from behind in a low angle. He's wearing a red sweater similar to Bruce and is holding a flashlight as he jerks Bruce into him. Above them is bats surrounding them and the broken wood floors that Bruce fell through. The narration continues, ‘The arm curled around him, muffling his voice, and his cheek rubbed against the rough wool of his father's jacket... He squeezed his eyes shut, willing himself to be away from here—’. In the third panel, they're standing outside. The narration reads, ‘When he opened them, he was in the area behind the mansion, in the pale light of the autumn afternoon, and his father's words pounded at him—’. Thomas is kneeling down in front of Bruce in front of the hole he fell in. He's gripping the child's shoulders as he scolds him, “Idiot! I told you never, never to go off alone. Didn't I? Didn't I?” Martha Wayne is behind them with her hand on the side of her face as she looks at them with relief that Bruce is okay.
Page Two: Martha is defending Bruce as Bruce has his head down. Thomas is still squeezing Bruce's shoulders as Martha tells him, “Thomas, he's frightened.” Thomas replies, “He damn well ought to be. He could have been killed.” Martha replaces Thomas's spot in front of Bruce, kneeling to gently place a hand on his upper arm and using a handkerchief to wipe his forehead. Bruce is standing with his fist still clenched and grimacing as Thomas angrily says, “He's got to learn.” Bruce is shown in a low angle, looking up at his mother with wide eyes. The narration continues, ‘He listened to his father's boots crushing the dead grass, and when he could no longer hear them, he dared to ask:’ “Mommy, was I in hell?” Martha soothes, “No, baby, that was just some old cave. You're safe now,” as she hugs him. His cheek is pressed against hers and she has her eyes closed as Bruce still looks uncertain. END ID]
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TL;DR: life is good. i'm happy to be alive <3
It's crazy how trauma reframes entire experiences and closes you off from seeing people and their intentions clearly around you. Me and my sister finally sat down to talk about what happened when our whole family fell apart 16 years ago. Just trying to fill in the gaps for each other. And it's so crazy that for years I've convinced myself of so many things - that I don't matter to her or other people in my family. That I need to work hard to be important to them. Provide a reason for them to let me in. At a different point in my life I was quite sure they would all be better of if I would have just died.
And I opened up about that and as I was saying these things I could SO CLEARLY SEE from her reaction that it was so far off from the actual truth. That she never even thought that, not even for one second. She never ever felt that anything that happened was my fault. She wasn't ever angry at me or blamed me. In fact, she always simply just loved me, and was worried about me even if I didn't see it.
And she never stopped loving me. Even when things got very ugly around us, even when we didn't see each other for months, even when the only words we exchanged were just surface-level small talk. Like. The love never went away. No matter how weird or messed up I was, it never went away.
I don't know. I just feel so lucky to still be here and be able to have these experiences. Reconnecting and rebuilding connections from the ground up. I'm so glad I didn't give up. I'm realizing how much I would have missed if I believed all the bad things my brain was telling me for quite a while.
Something something... what's meant to be yours will find it's way back to you again. Or something.
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