#but don’t judge me

[my-castles-crumbling]

Hi guys!

So I have been hit with a bit of the sads today and I’m trying to convince myself that it’s okay to like…ask for help and reassurance 😅 and I think I need some right now. There’s some things I’ve been putting off working on for a while that I need to do and I could use your encouragement! So..

50 notes and I’ll clean up around my house

100 notes and I’ll work on some job applications to find a less toxic school that accepts my identity

500 notes and I’ll talk to a friend about some issues we’ve been having that I’ve been avoiding

1000 notes and I’ll make a goal to drink at least 4 glasses of water a day because I’m chronically dehydrated lol

2000 notes and I’ll make a goal to be active five times a week (right now it’s three and I really need to do more)

3000 notes and I’ll actually listen to my doctor about how to treat my new health condition instead of just ignoring it until my next appointment (don’t do what I do, kids!)

4000 notes and I’ll force myself to write nice things about myself and I’ll post them here.

5000 notes and I’ll question all of your sanity for being so dedicated and I’ll…idk I’ll do whatever you guys want to take care of myself. I’ll take your suggestions I guess. As long as it’s not expensive. And I’ll post proof on here.

[autism-crime]

Me when tragic siblings:

[magicwillow]

I just want y’all to know that one time during lockdown I played a lot of Minecraft because I had nothing better to do and then later I was going to go into my room after a shower so I could go back to being a hermit but it was dark so I just thought “oop, can’t go in there, there’ll be skeletons spawning there and they’ll shoot at me”

And for LIKE FIVE WHOLE SECONDS I didn’t question it and I just turned on the lights and walked out into the living room to wait it out, just thankful I had my pajamas on already so I didn’t have to fight off the shooty skeletons in my dark closet where there might be some creepers too

And then all of a sudden I was like “Wait what the frig skeletons aren’t real” and then just went back into my room

And I think about that a lot. So if ANY OF YOU dare to think that I have any more than three and a half braincells on a really good day, just please remember this and know that you are sorely mistaken

[capydoodle]

hup

[tubesock86]

an ode to matching heart patches

[infishass]

Blazing my post just to feel something

[milf-murdock]

Tw: references to Simon’s past

Simon’s not sure how you convinced him to tag along to come see your best friend’s new baby. But somehow he finds himself seated next to you on the couch as you play with the newborn and offer your friend the opportunity to catch up on some much needed rest.

The next thing Simon knows you’re pressing the little bundle into his arms, insisting he simply must have a turn holding the baby boy.

“Make sure to support his head there, and watch his little hands so he doesn’t scratch himself, oh and make sure—”

“I know how to hold a baby, love.”

“Oh because you’ve spent so much time around babies, yeah?” You teased, a smile on your lips as you playfully rolled your eyes.

“Yeah…I have.” Simon’s voice was suddenly quiet. You caught him looking down at the child, a sadness in his eyes. True to his word, he seemed at ease holding the babe in the crook of his arm. This clearly wasn’t the first time he’d done this.

A quiet “oh” was all you could manage in response.

Simon couldn’t take his eyes off the little one. He looked impossibly tiny curled up against Simon’s large bicep. The baby let out a fierce yawn, eyes falling closed and snuggling into the crook of Simon’s elbow as Simon gently bounced him in his arms. In that moment, he looked so much like Joseph it nearly took Simon’s breath away.

Simon felt a hand on his upper arm, turning away from the baby to find you looking up at him, face full of unspoken concern.

You recognized the haunted look in Simon’s face that took over every so often. Leaning forward, you pressed a tender kiss to his cheek. “Love you, Si. Come back to me.”

Simon took a deep breath, grounding himself in the present, mentally shaking off the ghosts of his past.

“I’m here, love.”

[thornysort]

The Murderbot Diaries (2024) Season 2 Episode 1

[tigone]

this is my character thesis for them btw

[the-darkestminds]

Say what you want about ACOFAS but do not sleep on this scene…☝️😩😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨🥵

[siebeobachtetdich]

Before you ask, no I don’t play cod. And no, I don’t plan on playing cod. Did I still watch the campaigns in their entirety just for this man? Yes. Yes of course I did.

[stargirl092]

Songs Lucy dacus writes about men are like “yeah I dated this guy when I was 13 and he sucked what a fucking loser” and “I will jump out of this car and walk home 4 miles in the snow” but the songs she writes about women are like “hey, I will kill your dad if you want just give me the word” and “if you marry your dumbass boyfriend I’ll throw my shoe at you on your wedding day”

[naturecalls111]

[morataart-blog]

Silly little quick comic based on @uftopia ‘s reply to me

[werecatboy]

This was originally meant to be a warmup sketch but I went a little crazy in the end.

Trying to get myself back into drawing regularly is hard because I’m so fuckin rusty LOL

[pandoa]

vil schoenheit but whenever you guys are watching a movie he’s part of and there’s a kissing scene with his costar, he takes it as his chance to nonchalantly steal a kiss from you as your both seated on the couch, turning your attention to him instead of the screen as the romantic scene plays in the background. and not because he’s self-conscious that you’ll feel jealous over the other actor/actress he’s with on camera, no, no… he’s made sure to reassure you each day you’re together and has enough trust to make such worries impossible in your mind with the way he is with you…

the real reason is because while filming that specific scene with his costar, his mind was only filled with thoughts of you and how it would feel to share this romantic scene with you instead. so he takes it as his chance to make his thoughts a reality. he’s smooth with the way he pulls you in—a small smirk to his lips before he presses it against yours. it’s more perfect than vil had ever imagined, if he were to be honest, and it leaves you in a flushed mess the first time he does it, too.

and don’t think this’ll be the only time he does it. if you let him, of course, he’d be more than glad to do it again… <3