#ik my handwritings ass

[qualityrain]

heres ur scheduled low quality shitposting

[aether-weather]

draw silver being an absolute loser (affectionate)

is this loser enough?? i pretty much just drew him normally lol

requests r still open!! im only gonna do doodles rn though cause im super busy :(

[moved-goodbai]

who up hit like

[luvuomi]

( slight spoiler for my kuni omori smau on writing blog ) yuomi’s process of building out character connections in smaus:

[gabrieldrawsstuff]

fanart wips for @cannibal-wings 's astounding series Survivors! they looks rough as fuck cuz i speedrun redrawing them in like 8 hours straight but i still am proud of how they turned out considering that the base i had was mostly 5 years old.

anyway go read Survivors on ao3 or else I'll cry.

[desolateddreamur]

Paper Trail

Kyle x Poet!Reader

Story: Being too shy to confess face to face, you decide to give Kyle a challenge to figure it out himself.

Gender neutral reader!

Requested? No!

TW: Cartman.

Note: P2 anyone?

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He sighed loosely, sulking off to his locker. Valentine's day was coming up and everyone had someone to celebrate it with... But not Kyle. Not poor, sweet Kyle.

Three days til... He thought glumly, opening his locker. To his surprise, a piece of paper fluttered out. He grasped it quickly, desperately, even, to read it.

Hope you don't mind,

I want to be your valentine.

Each day brings a poem,

Each day gives a hint,

Find me out early and you might earn a kiss!

Three days' all you have,

Now here comes the hint!

You know who I am,

Just as much as I know you.

Maybe ask a friend or two,

Like someone in a hat that's red and blue.

Xx,

Your secret admirer

Kyle felt his heart soar abruptly, reading the note over and over. He slammed his locker shut and leaned his back to it, note pressed to his chest.

So the hint was with Stan, huh? He thought excitedly. This was it! He would get a Valentine! He dashed off to the lunch table his clique shared to talk about it.

Quickly grabbing lunch from the line, he slid into his seat and spoke quickly, "Stan! I got a Valentine's poem in my locker and it says you have a hint on who wrote it!"

Stan, who was sipping his milk, choked on it at the statement and shot milk out of his nose. Kenny instantly burst out laughing. When the coughing fit ended and the ravenette settled back down, he glared over.

"Yeah, I do. But next time wait til I'm not drinking something?!"

"I neeeed that hint, though! I have until Valentine's day to find out who it is!" Kyle brought up, shovelling a spoonful of corn into his mouth.

"Yeah, yeah, here you go..."

Stan scoffed and recited what he was told.

"We share our pottery class."

"Pottery class?" He remained puzzled, but kept it in mind for the rest of the day.

"Hah! Some fucking sissy in a pottery class likes Kahl!" Cartman wheezed, "Probably a dumb trick to make fun of him being a lonely jew!"

"Shut up, fatboy! At least I have a valentine!" He sneers back.

"AYE!"

So lunch came and went, the poem still on his mind day in and day out. In pottery class, he eyed around at every person there. He had to weed out just who exactly wrote that poem!

He knew it couldn't be anyone he didn't know, so a majority of the class was off the table. He couldn't recognize the handwriting either so it can't be any of the guys there.

The day ended and like in school, the romantic words written just for him were locked in his brain all afternoon and far into the night.

Morning of the next day came and he rushed to his locker for the next note. Sure enough, it was there!

Two days to go,

You should find your flow,

Like the way your curls dance in the wind.

Never in my life, would I give such advice,

To a boy that's as charming as you.

So get hint number two,

That's all I ask of you!

Find what you can,

Piece by piece, that's my plan.

Ike should know the next hint.

The kid has lots of wit.

Xx,

Your secret admirer

Kyle chewed at his lip and looked over a paper where he had written the names of his pottery classmates. Who does he know that knows Ike and shares a pottery class with him? He narrowed down more people by crossing our more names.

He groaned and set his head on his desk. The others looked at him sympathetically (except for Cartman, who started laughing his ass off.)

You give a slight smile to Kyle and his struggle, shaking your head and slipping out of the doorway unnoticed...

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The day came and the final poem was received...

The final day's come.

Hope you found my game fun.

I saw the frustration that was on your face...

But now it's time to show my shape.

Go to locker 3.2.5,

Place a note with my name inside.

At 4:23, head down Cherry Street,

Turn the corner and me you shall meet.

His breath shuddered as he slid the paper into the designated locker and left to start his school down, a determined smile on his face. He hoped he got it right... He spent so long trying to figure it out.

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You paced around the corner. It was 4:18 and he was nearly there, you presumed. You gripped the paper from the locker that has your name on it. He got it right... And that was about to be proven to him.

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Kyle took a deep breath. 4:22, and he rounded the corner.

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"H-Hi, Kyle..."

[ps2abbachio]

so... rough thumbnails of a comic i was thinkin of doing! but i realized comics are a lot more work than i like to do so they will prob be thumbnails forever looool. sorry if the dialogue is doodoo this is the closest i've ever gotten to writing fanfic.

ik my handwriting is ass so ill put a transcript under:

D: Dude... D: I'm not gonna lie, this is really weirding me out. R: *phew* I'm glad you said it bc... R: I honestly dont know how to feel about this..

R: My worst nightmare was having to bury you... bury my little brother. And here I am, doing just that. I know youre still here but... It scares me.. I don't know if its okay to mourn- to cry! I dont understand what im feeling, I dont know if this is something to cry about....

D:... D: Do you want to cry?

R: maybe... R: But what about you though? Do you want to cry? D: Honestly, I dont think the reality of this has set in for me yet. And when it does, I cant even cry anymore anyways...

D: Do you want to just go home and cry it out together? R: ...yeah. R: Thanks, dee. D: It's no problem. R: and, you know... when you do feel like crying.. I'd be happy to be the shoulder you cry on... I'm here for you Donnie, even if im kinda crap at comforting others...

D: Thank you, raph.

R: yeah. No problem...

[peefartress2]

sanji tribute page i did for fun....... my handwriting is ass ik ik B)

[elliottlee23]

Here a lil goal book a made with a thińspø drawing I did yesterday♡

Yes ik my handwriting is ass I dont write alot😭

[jentlemahae]

do you have any advice for self discipline? idk if you struggle with procrastination as well sometimes but you seem to be on top of your studies (i think in some of your tags you once mentioned that you finished all your assignments very early) i have very important exams coming up (if i fail them i'll have to repeat a whole year of school) and even though i know how important it is for me to study i just can't bring myself to even start.. i'm just paralyzed with fear bc i've already wasted so much time and it's impossible to catch up/revise everything now bc i'm running out of time. i think the sheer amount of material i have to study scares me off even more but the longer i wait the worse it gets obviously. i just hate that even though i am very aware of all this i just can't stop self sabotaging i hate myself so much 😭 another problem is that i'm such a perfectionist so if i know i can't do it perfectly i don't even bother but at this point i just need to pass bc i definitely don't want to repeat a year.. sorry this got so long and i know ultimately i just need to sit my ass down and study bc i'm the only one to blame (i had plenty of time to study these past weeks but i just rotted in my room 🙃) but you always are so sweet and insightful so i thought maybe you could give me some helpful advice? hope you have a nice day 💌

hiii! 🫶🏻 so i’ll preface this by saying that i’ve just always been used to having to do well in my studies so atp idek if it’s self discipline or more just a habit ? 🥲 but i also struggle with the same things sometimes bcs there are times where i put off studying certain things bcs im scared of failing TT so these are thing that imo help me!!

i always recommend ppl to repeat the stuff that u have to study/memorize out loud to someone bcs i think that helps u retain information, but i think that doing so by setting certain days to do so also helps in giving some organization! for instance i always repeat whatever im studying out loud to my mom (via zoom lol) and we do so by deciding to see each other on a certain day and on that day i have to repeat out loud to her a certain amount of chapters while she looks at my notes to check that im making sense. and we usually meet 2-3 times for that before my exam so first time i have to say half of the content, second time the other half, and third time i go through everything. does this make sense? and u can do it with whoever u want (parent, grandparent, friend, etc)! (tho tbh studying with a friend has never worked for me :p)

advice 2 sounds a bit odd and ik it doesn’t work for most but to me it works 🫠 when im in similar situations where i have So Much to study, first i read through all my notes* and then i take out a piece of paper and i write by hand** everything i remember. this way i see the main topics in the material and i go back to my notes and add some more important details to what ive written. this works especially well with courses where u just wanna pass and u don’t really care about the grade bcs this way u have a decent grasp on the main body of the course content! (**important to do this by hand bcs handwriting makes u retain info easier + *i always write summaries of the course content and the course progresses bcs then i know i’ll have my work cut out for me for the exam)

when u sit down to sit, put stuff that distracts u far away from where u are !! i kinda get distracted by listening to music lmao so when i study i make sure to put my headphones away from desk (lol), and then i hide my phone from my eyesight so then i can work for like an hour straight with no distractions 🤷🏻‍♀️

this is what comes to mind at the moment! anw best of luck for the exam !!! i know exams can be daunting when u are a perfectionist (😵‍💫) so i am rooting for u !!!!! 🥰💖🫂 as we say in italian, in bocca al lupo :)

[merriclo]

yes ik this is a zelda blog but also jurassic park hyperfixation. i am obsessed w ian malcolm that jackass was high off his ass on morphine and still managed to talk shit. he has scrawled handwriting and a cluttered office and a battered up car. my babygirl.

[secretivemessenger]

sch is abt to start in a few days and i am NOT READY

lets manifest that my english or literature teacher isnt my year 1 teacher

lets js call her ms chng

i still have trauma from when she didnt grade one of my essays bc my handwriting was apparently too small and she gave it back to me blank 😭

like shes a fairly decent teacher in terms of academics bc ive gotten full marks for some essays or near full marks but sometimes she js aint it 😕😕

hoping ill get back the same literature teacher as this year

ik who my bio teacher is bc hes my form teacher and bros literally so cool n stuff

and he plays genshin 🤯

AND HAS A WIFE AND KIDS

hes like that one small percentage of genshin players who actually has their life tgt

stan mr li 😌

Teachers r aloud to do that 💀

My english teacher sucks- I could just take her place and teach better

Cool ass teacher ngl

[shyartbean]

Younger sib

Doodle. Newish oc. This is Amari's younger half-sibling. I don't have a name or a full design for him yet. And I'm not great at drawing locks yet but I'll get there. (There is also the picrew that I used to get the inspiration for him)

Also have a doodle about Amari's trauma. I gave him and his bro a lot. I'm sorry (the words are lyrics. Ik my handwriting is ass. The song is Wet by Dazey and the Scouts) cw Suggestive

The words are, "It's so depressing how the tear ducts in my eyes, They're so much wetter than the space between my thighs"

[wallpuncherrr]

cringe little leftist unity comic which took me 3 decades to draw

((yeah I haven't coloured it yet. most my markers are dry and I need new ones lmao))

+the other page which I haven't even lined

[almost-art]

Doodle i did for a playlist cover

[zeeroweenies]

he didn’t mean to yell at you, he honestly didn’t.

eren had just been pissed off because of work, and then suddenly some asshole had cut him off on his way home, and then he drove over a fucking nail right outside you, his, and jean’s shared apartment. so when he angrily slams the front door shut, prompting you to excitedly tackle him with a hug and smother him in i am so glad you’re home, missed you so much! and how was your day, honey? and i love you!, he ignores your attempts at physical affection as his frustration reaches its boiling point.

“fuck, y/n!” he yells, causing you to jump. “i just got fucking home, can you let me get into my own damn apartment before begging for attention? you’re so fucking annoying,”

the words are cold and mean, and you still the kisses you had been peppering across his face and stumble back from his chest. you look up at him, eyes already watering as you process his words, how genuine he sounded, not teasing or just trying to get you upset.

you’re so fucking annoying.

he watches as your face crumbles with hurt, the weight of his words catching up to him.

“y/n, baby,” eren scrambles, eyes full of panic and remorse as he reaches out for you. “i’m sorry, fuck i didn’t mean that, i’m so fucking sorry, i didn’t mean any of that”

but you’re already running into your shared room, hiding your face in your arms and choking down sobs. the door locks with a gentle click, and eren lets guilt and shame pull his arms over his face and his legs onto the couch.

fuck.

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you refuse to come out of your room, despite his apologies and pleas and promises to make it up to you. he only sees you again when jean comes home and you rush into his arms, eyes red as you clutch onto a stuffed animal.

“baby, baby,” jean coos, gladly holding you against his chest, one hand gently petting your hair. “what’s wrong? what happened, why are you crying?”

you mumble incoherently into him, but he’s able to pick out eren, and yelled at me. he can barely hear it when your voice breaks when you let out a soft annoying.

jean looks up at the man of the hour, who stands leaning against the wall, watching the whole thing fold out. his arms aren’t crossed nonchalantly, and he doesn’t roll his eyes nor sneer at your wails as he usually does when you complain about him to jean. he stands with wringing hands and something soft and regretful in his eyes.

“what the hell happened, eren?” jean asks, a coldness in his voice eren isn’t used to. of course, jean isn’t used to seeing you actually, genuinely hurt over something eren does.

eren’s mouth goes dry as he tries to explain.

he sleeps on the couch for the next two nights, as gently suggested by jean.

two nights and three days after, you wake up to flowers by the bed, and a note that says "i am sorry, my love. i shouldn't have yelled at you, i promise it won't happen again. you're not annoying, i am, and i am an idiot sometimes. i love you," in pretty handwriting. your heart swells, and then explodes when you see the little gifts eren has scattered across the house. a winged puppy plushie in the living room, attached with a note that reads "you're my angel," a bag of your favorite snacks on the kitchen table, and that new video game you've been wanting on the tv console. and then another note taped to the door, reading "y/n and eren's day out," and a ten line list of all the things he plans to do with you that saturday- just you and him.

that day he greets you with kisses and i love you's when he comes home from work, and he apologizes again for hurting your feelings, before softly asking if you can forgive him. you press kisses onto the crown of his head, hands moving his hair out of his eyes, the tenderness making his heart swell and tears threaten to brim at his eyes. "of course i forgive, you," you respond, and your voice is so sincere and true that he doesn't stop himself from pulling you into his chest.

later, eren will watch you stick his "you're my angel," note onto the fridge with two half broken magnets, and then listen with a small smile when you excitably show all your gifts to jean and talk about all the things you're going to do together saturday. and he'll try to ignore that feeling in his chest, soft and painful. that feeling that gently but ignorably tells him that he's in love, he's in love, he can't push it away, he's in love, fuck he's in love.

[ there was absoluty no reason for me to write this. its soft eren hours. ]

OMGGG THANK YOU FOR THIS IT GOT ME SOFT FOR EREN NOW,,, the part where he called us annoying had me sad ngl🥲 but then he makes it up to us and showing that he rlly does care has me🥺🥺 like how can I not forgive you when you act like this😣 (and him calling us angel got me going feral DFHFH)

(ik this is a late ass reply but thank you for bearing with me😭)