#it's almost spring

[everything-is-as-it-was]

Just finished rewatching We're All Doomed

And DAMN does it hit hard on the second watch.

Something that really resonated with me was the idea of consistently not being happy, but not being devastated. Of always waiting for the future. Of essentially being the "meh" emoji. And I used to really suffer with this, then I transitioned (yay), and was fine, for a while.

But recently it feels like I'm grasping at straws to find anything that will keep me going, just these last few months until I finally finish school and move out. I can feel myself sinking further and further into this hole and what's worse is that I know I'm sinking, but don't know how to prevent it.

So I've taken to creating. I'm consistently writing 1000 words a day, almost every day. I'm starting to make videos. I'm doing whatever the hell I can to create something worthwhile while I'm here, because I don't feel like I'm doing anything of worth unless I'm creating. And that's helping, a bit.

But Dan reminded me of something essential that I think I'd forgotten, and it's that we need to find the beauty in everyday life. And yeah, it's cliché. Yeah, everyone says that. But it's true.

Nobody is measured solely upon their production. I am not worthy just because I create things, even though it makes me happy. While it's tempting, it's not healthy to shut myself in my room and work myself to death until 2am every night.

Taking walks helps with this. Participating in school activities helps. Playing music helps. Reading helps.

I think it's healthy and productive to find a project to work on, for my own sake to have something other than school work I can feel productive about. I've realized I will never be happy in life unless I am creating.

But I'm sure Dan's been there, and I have a feeling he came out the other side a little worse for wear. I can't create things unless I care for myself and find the joy in everyday life, which can be so hard when every day feels the same, every day feels like I'm just waiting for the next thing.

Being alive is a gift. And i thank We're All Doomed for reminding me of that because I needed to remember.

[thefaultinourchickennuggets]

was just struck with the strongest need to read a period romance

[heart-of-the-morningstar]

Mike getting absolutely BODIED by Spring Bonnie

[sheylin66]

He found the solution to Oswald running around the house

..Oswald's not happy about it

[mother-lee]

a quiet life

[feral-lore-creature]

Slowly going into my metawhorephosis phase.

[meru90]

kissss

[kidovna]

always down for some gay colour theory💙💚💛

[sophriac]

Drew the pookie bear meow meow cakes again🤞 that’s it that’s the caption

[sheikfangirl]

"There's nothing wrong with you." ❄️💔

-Pre-Calamity drama- Zelda was straight up dying of hypothermia in the damn Spring of Wisdom. Having to stay on guard duty while she was freezing to death was obviously not as painful as what Zelda was experiencing, but it was torture for him.

After one too many whimper, Link couldn't stand it anymore! No way Link was gonna let the woman he secretly loved die, under HIS WATCH, on her BIRTHDAY!

Link jumped in the spring and scooped Zelda up in is arms. She really tried to resist but she was so weak and frozen, he just ignored her protests... The rest of the night was tense and heavy...their convo too. But I'm actually considering eventually making an animatic of the whole scene, so I'm not gonna spoil the rest of the HC. Cheers PS: I might not be as prolific for the next month, i am in a professional rush. I'll try to keep posting rough sketches but i have so many Zelink plans for the mid summer and after, my idea backlog exploded.

[geopsych]

Catalpa time! For a very brief time they are glorious. Here’s a sampling of pictures I took this morning at the park. All 3 catalpa trees are in bloom although at different stages. Blossoms were floating down the stream.

Tell me if you would rather have me post some separately.

[happyheidi]

[chilschuck]

on my hands and knees begging for post-canon confession. reader asks chilchuck what he’s going to do now that laios is king and he’s like “reconcile w my family, work on the union… and hopefully start courting you now that we’re not coworkers?”

`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ THIS MADE ME MELT INTO A PUDDLE ANON. WAHHHHHHH i wasn’t sure where i wanted to go with this lil drabble, but it ended up shorter than i would’ve liked it. i hope that’s okay!!! i felt like it was good to end it where i did, heheh…

— PLANS: chilchuck x gn!reader.

꒰ warnings: ꒱ none, sfw! fluffy. <3

꒰ wc: ꒱ 483 (short but sweet!!)

✦ once again, i’m so sorry this ended up so short!! but i wanted something really sweet with your concept, and this is where my brain took me. (;;;w;;;) feel free to send in another rq again!! <33

“What are your plans now?”

It was such a simple question, but it held so much weight in the space between you. The tavern you two were in filled with laughter and chatter, only to never drown out your voice as he heard it. Taking a sip of his drink, Chilchuck sighed softly. Even in all the noise, you managed to make it out.

He knew what you were asking, it was a simple question: Now that Laios was king, what was he going to do? The half-foot knew his answer before he could even think of verbalizing it.

“Well… See my family again, make up and reconcile. Work on the union…” Chilchuck looked down into his mug, before letting that content grin grow on his lips.

Before you could comment, he interrupted with one more addition. “…And hopefully, start courting you now that we’re no longer coworkers?”

You couldn’t help but let your jaw drop. Not only that, but you could feel your chest heat up from his words alone. Chilchuck let out a light laugh at your reaction.

“You— Want to court me?” The words came out so quietly, but your head was reeling. The man you had eyes for this entire time… ended up having feelings for you too?

“Well, yeah. I would like to.” Chilchuck scratched the back of his head, giving you that bashful smirk that always made you melt. Your own glee was evident on your features, the low tavern lighting illuminating your smile. Before you could help yourself, the words left you in a playful rush.

“So… Does this count as our first date?” Chilchuck set his mug down, your statement causing him to bite back a smile of his own.

“I think I’d like to take you somewhere nicer than this.” The way he said your name brought butterflies to your stomach, the excitement of this new relationship making your heart race. His hand found your own under the table, giving it a light squeeze.

It was quiet for a moment, but not in the heavy way it was earlier. Instead, the atmosphere of the tavern paired with the happiness of your newfound relationship made it welcome. Unable to stay quiet any longer though, you asked a question that was occupying your mind.

“How long? I mean, how long have you wanted to take me out?” Chilchuck rested his head in his palm, contemplating your question for a moment. With a hum, he came up with an answer. “Since… Well, let’s just say a while.” He huffed, cheeks warming at the idea of having to confess how long he’d been harboring those feelings for you.

You leaned closer to him, the drink you’d been sipping on making you feel a little braver. “I can assure you I’ve wanted to longer.” The half-foot looked down at his hand that was still holding yours.

“I doubt that.”

— dividers by @/cafekitsune! <33

[sheylin66]

Some Whiteboard doodles!!

Cause actual art is going slow..

Just some good old grocery shopping with dad

[ssaraexposs]

I just found out that these two official arts are actually related

[the--nightcrawler]

Sneak peek of my Spring fever fill 🫣