#kinda tried to do something sad

[angelmush]

went to the state fair yesterday and tried so so much good food !!! my favorite things were the pickle lemonade (literally my favorite drink ever since i first tried it a couple weeks ago) and the fried pickles and the roasted corn. feeling like a true midwesterner after that :-)

[jade-len]

first time sketching bingbing (+ random person) with a sad attempt at the arcane style

can you tell i can't draw baby faces. or anything below the torso.

[k1ttnz]

In honor of homeward bound almost finishing (which btw im definitely gonna cry when that happens) i decided to draw as much fanart as i could for it while i listen to it in text to speech. For @thompsborn thank you so much for writing this amazing masterpiece ily like actually

based on this excerpt

also i now realize that maybe college people dont wear backpacks or maybe they do idk hopefully they do because its too late to change the pose 😥 okay im gonna yap in the tags cause its gonna be too long of a post

[deus-ex-mona]

i miss her…

[skyward-floored]

Man last year I was depressed like the entire month of December and yet I managed to chug out a longfic chapter in like a week just in time for Christmas. Where did I find that energy.

[cloudd-nyne]

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[vani-ash]

au where chay and non somehow both have separate accidents that cause them to lose their memories and then on the way to the hospital somehow their identities get switched and they go to the wrong family's, but since they lost their memories they don't know it.

They slowly get pieces of their memories back, but nothing lines up with what is happening to them,

like for chay, he gets the debt collectors coming after him that gives him flashbacks to living with Artee and Porsche, but he doesn't know who they are or why he hasn't seen them

and for non, he could be watching a horror movie with Tankhun, and it triggers something about being chased by the mask in his movie, but he doesn't realise it's from a movie he wrote

so they trying to work out why they don't know the people around them and why they keep thinking about stuff they haven't seen outside their memories,

maybe Non sees the red bracelet and knows its important but not why and he keeps asking Kim and Kim's like I have never seen you wear that before and Kim gets jealous that 'Chay' won't take it off

vs

Chay hearing a Wik song and wondering why it makes him cry and Phee wondering why 'Non' is suddenly obsessed with this random singers music that he never liked before

[heatmiiiiser]

Ggrrr I wish disenchantment was better. I binged it all because I'm sick somebody talk to me about this.

[rainingincale]

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[triglycercule]

guys i havent written since may (for killer's birthday) but stupid silly swapinverse has been on my mind for a little bit and i threw together this silly (he has a panic attack and throws up) little short draft 4 swapinverse horror!!

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“hah… ah… oh god… no, no, nonono…”

he ran. sprinted through the forest like a frightened deer, his demeanor that of prey, although his previous actions aligned more of a predator. panting and shaking, his mind cycled through countless variations of how to react to what just happened, what he just did.

how should he react? how could he react? it was impossible to tell for him in the panicked state. and as the trees in snowdin slowly began to surround him (but weren't they always doing that?), paranoia couldn't run anymore. he was surrounded, he was blocked off, he couldn't escape. not from horrortale, not from snowdin, not from the dusty graveyard he had just left it, and not from the blood smeared across his mouth.

“no, i- what did, what did i do? paps, snowdin, even-undick, no, it-”

paranoia’s incoherent rambles brought his hands to wander across his face, tugging at the massive hole in his skull spanning majority of the left side of his head. picking at the chipped bone didn't help, it never did, but a nervous habit was unbreakable, and he was more than nervous in this moment. in fact, quite terrified. everything was terrifying. he was terrifying. and as the slightest hint of red blood touched his sleeve, the once red, now magenta eye quickly locked onto it, and he couldn't hold it back anymore.

“fuck- oh god, no, aliza-!”

falling to his knees, a disgustingly gorey mess of red, pink, and black spilled from his mouth. sounds of retching and hurling were all that filled the empty forest, and paranoia couldn't bear to look down and see the mess he’d made. the mess he’s caused. wasted food, he would've said. but that statement normally only applied to others. he never imagined using it on himself. choking on his spit and certainly not his blood, tears fell from his eye, joining the vomit and blood seeping into the snow. strange. paranoia didn't think he had enough magic to even shed tears anymore. just for the bare necessities. he managed to surprise even himself, after all this time.

but could it be could be considered surprise, or rather terror? he fit up to his name, certainly horrified at his own actions. forcing out as much of the grossness he could that he’d just consumed, paranoia couldn't help but look down at what he’d done.

red. a lot of red. too much red. he’d never been queasy before, never. he had to adapt to it, being the one to hunt down humans that ran or sneak up on those when times got desperate. there was no time or need to be queasy at what he even considered his job before. a duty he had to do.

but now, there was too much red. far too much red. and he didn't know why, although he totally knew, but paranoia couldn't stomach it. he just threw his guts out (shouldn't they be aliza’s guts, or no?), and here he was, wanting to throw up until his SOUL shattered. his SOUL cycled through those strange 4 shapes, unsure of which to settle on. he couldn't blame it. paranoia himself was unsure of what was even going on anymore. he wanted to run, but was frozen. he wanted to scream, but didn't know who at.

everything was contradicting. everything was going on, and not enough was given for paranoia to understand how to deal with it. and with a muttered curse, he flopped on his side onto the somehow dry snow, losing consciousness in the haze of fear now intermingled with his SOUL.

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ik theres probably grammar mistakes i wrote this on my phone,,,, but like idk. had idea for a little moment in paranoia's lore and i sure as hell didn't wanna draw it so i wrote it as an easier media! god this is so much easier compared to drawing idk why i dont do this more often (because youre lazy silly!) anyways swapinverse silly i love swapinverse. i've only thrown up like never so i dont know if this works. also never had a panic attack (i think) and AGAIN i dont know if this is accurate but whatever i dont write to be good i write for expressing my ideas. like everything i do

[deviousdiesel]

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[sadgaychamelion]

The sun shines

The star whines

The star aches for the sun

The sun is always burning bright with no regrets

The star is always shining softly in the shadows, yearning

The star aches for the sun

Who’s always out of reach

Sometimes the sun smiles at the star and the star has hope

The sun smiles past him at the flower

The star aches for the sun

Who’s always out of reach

Sometimes the sun joins the star watching the night sky and the star has hope

The sun stares at the flower like she hung the stars

The star aches for the sun

Who’s always out of reach

Sometimes the sun wipes away his tears and the star has hope

The sun cradles the flowers cheek

The star aches for the sun

Who’s always out of reach

The star writes and cries and yearns and burns

The sun smiles and laughs and pretends they don’t know

The star aches for the sun

Who’s always out of reach

He cries, he’s scared, he plans, he fights, he dies.

The sun longs for the star

The star is pretty but he hides

The sun stares and he wonders and he pretends and he hides

The sun longs for the star

Who’s always out of reach

Sometimes the sun smiles at the star and then catches the eye of the flower

His heart splits

The sun longs for the star

Who’s always out of reach

The sun watches his star while his star stargazes and wonders how it could ever be ok

He stares at the flower and knows what he has to do

The sun longs for the star

Who’s always out of reach

The sun wipes his stars tears and vows to stop them from ever falling again

The sun must start the lights plan

The sun longs for the star

Who’s always out of reach

The sun laughs and smiles and “loves” and hides

The star retreats and hates the lies

The sun longs for the star

Who’s always out of reach

He hides, he “loves”, he acts, he stands, he dies.

The sun stops shining

The stars not whining

Their love can’t even be trying

[rosicheeks]

Unfortunately relatable. I grew up in the church and have a lot of Christian trauma from that. I show up for special occasions for my parents… sometimes. But it’s uncomfortable from the moment I step through the door. Bigoted pastor, the self-righteousness disguising the prejudice, the political comments from the altar. Shots at young people left right and center as if the hell on earth wasn’t caused by the same older generation 90% of the congregation belongs to..

I miss being young in the choir and the youth groups and not struggling with it. It’s wild to look back at the younger version of me who was unshakeable in his faith and honestly just saddening.

I was texting my sister today about it and she said

“I 100% think ALL of us have a ton of religious trauma and everyone else in the family just doesn’t realize it cause they’re still drinking the kool-aid.”

I ran out of tag room and didn’t want to delete any 😭 seriously not lying I could write a book about all my thoughts and experiences

[saunteringvaguelydownwards]

Yelena hearing Natasha tell her not to spike the engine, looking at Natasha with love and regret and then doing what she has to do.

Natasha seeing Taskmaster approaching fast, looking at Yelena with love and regret and then doing what she has to do.

Natasha, letting go, falling to save Yelena.

Natasha, letting go, falling to save everyone.

[cerealmonster15]

today is a national holiday HAPPY BIRTHDAY CATER DIAMOND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i pulled his union bday card today so here’s a bunch of caycay LOVE to CELEBRATE!!!!!!!! 🥳🥳🥳

[angelofbloodlust]

shoutout to my friends that genuinely view me as masculine instead of just calling me more masc/neutral terms purely bc it’s what I said I prefer 🥰