#gooooooooood morning

[fallingtowers]

when i was like 21 i had a classmate who was kind of an asshole (antifeminist who would mock the idea of rape culture, etc). he had a girlfriend who was not the same way at all. idk why they were even together in the first place. anyway the first time i met her, one of the first things she said to me, leading off some conversation they'd had earlier ig, was "[jokingly] are you ableist?" i was just like "uh, well, i try not to be." and i could tell she liked that

then later she dumped him and i like immediately fucked her at a party. and i still think that's maybe the funniest thing i've done

[wurm-food]

tmi tmi tmi !!!!!!

[redacted] down so good I literally cannot fathom walking/standing rn jesus ever fucking christ 🥴 yet here I am cooking eggs and bacon

[extinct-fish]

Chapter 4: The Garden Scene

I can't do backgrounds for shit.

[leclerrari]

[crisispider]

Everything, and he does mean ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING hurt. So he was just going to lay right here on the ground. This is where he LIVED now.

[girlbr0thers]

listen. i'm a hermit. i don't go out or do anything but studio class and work. and somehow i am being invited to things and i think this is some semblance of pulling for a threesome by the inviter.

[scldiersmercy]

I'm going to need tumblr to give me a raincloud badge. In Islam he's associated with natural phenomena and I think that's an easy one to represent

[lilyblisslys]

Gooooooooood morning (or evening or night depending on when you see this, because that’s how time works), anyone wanna help me take this bra off so I can shower 😭

see more on OF

[pink-pearl-plain-jeans]

march: can you like, get out of my face?

farmer: GOOOOOOOOOOD MOOOOOOORNING!!!

march: ....morning.

*march's heart level increase*

farmer: here's a rock.

*march's heart level increase*

do you know how many times he made me feel stupid bc idk if i get the answers right but it turns out i did amd now he has the highest heart level?

im gonna propose him with a bouquet of sticks with rocks glued to them.

[arabriddler]

Despite the hard mattress and dainty room, Oswald slept deeply due to how tired he was. In the morning, a nurse with curly blond hair and a wide smile that highlighted her red braces woke him up. 

“ Gooooooooood Morning Mistah Cobblepot !” she sing-sang, leaning into his space. 

( The Penguin and The Peacock, chapter 5 )

[the-golden-comet]

✨Motivational Monday✨

Gooooooooood morning, afternoon, and evening! I hope everyone is feeling fabulous and ready to start the new week out right ✨

This week, we’re gonna focus on self-care. I know what you’re probably thinking: “Of course!” But, it’s not as simple as you may think. As artists, writers, musicians, and humans alike, we can put our minds and bodies through lots of stress without even realizing it.

Do a check in with your body. Here are some questions you can ask yourself:

When was the last time I drank water?

What did I eat today? And when?

When was the last time I took a break from this task?

Is there anything on my body that may be tense? Jaw? Hands? Shoulders?

How fast is my breathing?

How do my eyes feel? Have I been staring at this too long?

Am I worried about something? Is the thing I’m worried about something I can control?

Identifying where on our body feels stress is the first step in correcting the stress. Shoulders tense without realizing? Let them droop. Eyes hurt from staring at a screen? Take a moment to look at something else (pro-tip from my pal @jev-urisk : Take 2 minutes to look at something ~20ft away in intervals of 20 minutes to limit eye strain). Unclench your jaw, slack your fingers, let your face muscles relax. If it helps, do a stretch break. Stretching helps keep the muscles limber and reengages the mind ✨

Take time for yourself this week. This is paramount for your mental and emotional health. No matter who you are or what you do, humans seek comfort activities. Find those, and do them.

Have a fantastic rest of your week. Happy creating! 💫

[strawberrystepmom]

gooooooooood morning!! let’s all do our best today and have a great thursday!

[extinct-fish]

Chapter 4's WIP art

Excerpt from Chapter 4, the beginning of the garden scene.

For once since that night, Ryoji slept peacefully without the dread of the curse. The morning after, he was heading down to the courtyard where the soldiers trained when he heard a melody, peaceful and beautiful. The song floated in the air, luring Ryoji to the source. Each note appealed to his ears, easing him as he felt his heart being stolen, which he didn’t know he had one. He followed the mellifluous ballad, walking closer to a set of doors. When he opened the doors, his eyes were greeted with a beautiful sight, one that rivaled the gardens of Persephone, unmatched beauty that he would never find in Tartarus. The sound of the water pouring from the fountains and the birds singing their minuets added to the etherealness of the song.  Ryoji walked along the stone path, awed by the vines of grapes that grew upon latticed pillars, the flowers adorning the gardens, and the aquatic plants blooming in the rippling waters. At one point, he saw a frog around the lily pads. However, what took his breath away was what sat before him. There, on a stone bench, Orpheus rested upon the lap of Makoto, who was playing the lyre that Ryoji had seen Orpheus use in training a couple weeks prior. Makoto was dressed in clothes different from what he was used to seeing, taking a more greek-like appearance. The blue himation was draped over Makoto’s shoulder, accenting his black chiton that had blue accents on the hem of it and a gold-like sash wrapped around his waist. The brooch holding the chiton bore the zero engraving on his left shoulder. Ryoji approached the two, entranced by this new side of Makoto that he discovered. Either he didn’t notice, or he didn’t care, Makoto did not acknowledge Ryoji’s presence. Getting on his knees, he folded his arms and rested them atop Makoto’s lap. His head resting upon the arms.  He looked up at Makoto, bewitched by the way the eyes focused upon the lyre, which watched his fingers carefully pluck the strings. He could see that the tuft of hair did not hide his mismatched eye well from below, as he could see it. The scarlet eye seemed to be made of rubies in the eyes of Ryoji, as he continued looking at Makoto. No words were said, nor did any need to, for the gaze he gave, and the melody strummed on the lyre was all the communication needed. After a little while, Makoto stopped, then looked at Ryoji, who immediately felt shy from being acknowledged.

Chapter 4 will come out next friday. In the meantime, stay tuned for my shitposts and arts

[wishmaker-astra]

Gooooooooood Morning Unova

Hopefully no grand revelations, strange incidents, or lingering sense of doom today. Not that there was any of those for me, just boring work stuff, but holy shit do things happen with you guys way too much on the average day.

[mahito-spotted]

GOOOOOOOOOOD MORNING AHHHHHH

[cybervom1t]

gooooooooood morning babes!!! how are we feeling today??? i’m feeling good (minus the mosquitoes ugh) and i’m ready to get this day over with!!! i hope y’all have a wonderful day and check in with me if you feel like it!!! all my love <3