#it gets crazy

[screamingatmyfandom]

I don't know which person manifested main character energy in my area but I'm literally living through a Hallmark movie plot as a background character.

For context, I live in Washington state, specifically behind one the main headwaters for many lakes, rivers, creeks, and watersheds in the area. It is also a major marshland that prevents major flooding when it rains, which is always, bc it's Washington.

This place is just forest and marsh, and our small neighborhood that's accessible by travelling down a one lane road through a swamp. (We have one singular lamp that lights that road like Narnia, especially in the fog XD).

Recently a big company came out and went door to door going "Hey, just letting you know that we're gonna be building a facility 10 ft from your houses. We chose this cute little neighborhood because there would have been pushback from bigger ones! So guess we'll be neighbors soon!"

To which we collectively went "No? N-no, you're not allowed to build back there. We almost weren't allowed to build back here when the neighborhood was first established. There are native plants and animals that live here, along with about 60% of pierce county's usable water. Also that "cute little neighborhood" remark sounded really condescending?"

So now here we are, about 2 months later, protesting with actual signs and a website because they still tried to build there, then stopped and nearly got in trouble for doing illegal things.

So. To whichever person is living out their main character Hallmark fantasy in Washington state, could you please hurry up and kiss the love interest and realize that you hate your corporate job so the black bears in my neighborhood can go back to the forest and stop curbstomping my trash can? Thank you.

[caityrose]

Love love love drawing them,, I'm definitely going to try and draw at least Laios' entire party! ★

[doodle-do-wop]

BITE ME UPDATE

MANY THANKS TO @myfairkatiecat CAUSE SHE HELPED WRITE A BIT IN THIS CHAPTER!

[mytomat0]

coming up with lore for existing characters no one has ever given a shit about, life is good

[evil-swan-witch]

Scorpius: It sounds like bones breaking 

Daisy: Bones? Where we’re going we don’t need bones

Albus: What the fuck?

[insomniasleeps]

Gotham Collects Strays C2

He hummed, grabbing two paper cups from the staff-used inventory, and filling them up with the left-over coffee. He watched his coworker slump over the counter after handing their last customer their drink. 

“Ready to go home, Phoebe?” he asked, handing her the warm paper cup. She thanked him, already pressing it to her lips. If the heat burnt her tongue, she didn’t pay it mind.

“Nah, I have to grab some groceries and then head back to my flat,” She placed the cup down on the counter, taking off the apron, “Mayonnaise, bread, veggies– that kind of stuff.”

The taller one let out a sound of disgust, "Ugh, Mayonnaise.” 

“Hey! It’s a staple in every sandwich ever !” 

“For you, maybe,”

“You’re just the loud minority,” She deadpanned, heading to the back to grab her messenger bag and change.

She returned wearing loose cargo pants and a baggy jacket with a complicated line of zippers. Her hair was twisted and clipped back, and her overgrown curtain bangs– slightly uneven– were stuck to the side of her face, barely damp. She must have washed her face in the back.

When he first joined their staff, Phoebe was wary of him– any Gothamite girl with a brain knew to be careful around men– but then after a while, she started being nice to him without any prompting. 

The gray-eyed boy was apparently from Metropolis , of all places, but the way he acted reminded her of a born Gothamite. He was near her age, maybe a little younger, she hadn’t asked. 

He continued the dispute, “It’s not that good.” She rolled her eyes,

“It is ,”

“No, it–” Before the younger could finish his retort, there was a loud crash in the alleyway, Phoebe tensed up, her hold on the strap of her brown bag tightening.

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[tropicalfreckles]

Ngl I'm kind of glad I never got super popular cause I have yet to reach that creepy point in an online artist's work where people feel entitled to my art or ocs. (well the ocs thing has happened once or twice but never went anywhere bad thank GOD)

Like the parasocial problems with that is so bad and I always feel bad for pals of mine that DO go through those issues or people whose work I admire from afar.

We as artists draw stuff as an expression, for fun or freedom or what have you. Like, we're not faceless machines that make you content. We're happy to share and we're happy you engage with our work! But please remember that we're just normal people behind the screen! This stuff is personal for us a good chunk of the time and we're wanting to share that piece of ourselves with our audiences. I know I draw a lot of silly stuff, but I only post it because I'm happy people respect it enough not to be weird about it.

This isn't about anything specifically, just an observation I've made over the years, since I was like 14 I've noticed this stuff.

[tastylemonbread]

a lot of artists dont know how to draw bullets and to be real it bothers me a lot. here's my simple guide on bullets

edit: yes i know i used the wrong terminology by now you can stop saying things. also no that crayon isnt a rocket or caseless or some shit believe me when i say that what i saw was depicting a BULLET. shut up

[cordspaghetti]

really factual recounting with no embellishments whatsoever

[vulpinesaint]

quiz enjoyers! i am now inviting you to come create something in my workshop❕

[duckysprouts]

jesus sensing you spawn into a crowded space 2000 years in the past with a body full of vaccines: God give me strength

[nat-20s]

name a more iconic thing to happen for the fictional qpr community than Donna Noble quite literally meeting her soulmate and being like hmm. there's no one I've ever wanted to fuck less

[teaboot]

When I was a kid one of my moms would call her period "moon time" or "her monthlies" or shit like that and my other mom straight up stealthed it, but when I'm a dad I think I'm gonna go straight down the middle and call it Werewolf Week. Like sorry kids, dad can't roughouse right now, it's Werewolf Week

[chloesimaginationthings]

Poppy playtime Doctor and William Afton are besties

[circumpolarvampire]

People online (white) will create so many conspiracy theories that just boil down to "Asians aren't complete human beings with their own thoughts and autonomy" like maybe Chinese people are just going about their day to day life. Maybe a video of a North Korean person like chilling is just a person chilling, who isn't going to power down like a robot once the video is over. Stop being a fucking creep.

[liquidstar]

If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)

At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.

Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.