#so I'm taking a lil break

[homkamiro]

You're feeling very sick inside, well, okay...

So you've had a bad day?

I don’t know what to say...

Look what’s become of my doctor...

[l0stw00d]

Amphibiuary is Upon Us friends! here's my entry for day 1 - a lil frog, riding an Olm dragon! this was done with gouache on some really nice paper from a local art shop! I don't do much physical painting so i'm excited to give it a try this month!!

Editing to say: this piece is now available on Inprint if you want a physical copy of your own!

[clownsuu]

Ay. An offer; one doodle of lovelie for the price of answering my question 🦅

Eh? Eh?— Anyways my question is; what’s an art tip you can give that really helped you? Anything special when drawing or do you just have a hand of god?

(Btw your one of my favorite artists and I love seeing your work homie, number 1 inspo fr. Keep on cookin 🦅💞)

WAHHH THEY LOOK SO SCRUNGLYYYY (despite his many, m a n y crimes)

[dollya-robinprotector]

Winter holds the gem up to the light. "Pretty," he says. "Similar to the ones they mine nearby." He frowns. "Except a different hue."

[dreki]

Here's the cover I drew for the Wanted AWO Zine!

Go read it on AO3 or Itch.io – it's free!

Thank you @aifastic for helming this so awesomely and being so supportive during the whole process, and congrats to everyone who contributed! (If you guys decide to post your pieces here or on AO3, I'll be sure to scream my appreciation in your comments/in the tags lol.)

[slumbergoblin]

Man that's crazy, anyways- *turns your Pac-Man and the Ghostly Adventures characters into trolls* (redesign of these!)

[jils-things]

by the lighthouse.

dividers

[aexvii]

sub scenario: selca with ur blorbo or d*e

[lit-in-thy-heart]

been trying out a new writing technique recently and it's called chilling tf out and reminding myself that fic is written for fun.

[2aceofspades]

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This is Gerold

He wanted to give u soup and flower

Here is the box with em 🎁

Ah...

~Çrëåtûrē~

[esprei]

i think i burned myself out on drawing atm :'D

[bambinification]

I Finally got around to watching Pit Babe. I have very poor concentration issues, so reading an entire 40-minute episode is a Lot to expect of me, so I appreciate that it's not actually that dialogue-heavy so far. Additionally, the way the characters both communicate consent and obey consent without any pettiness or arguing is Really cool, especially since the ABO genre can get a bit ridiculous regarding consent. (Like, if we got an omegaverse tv show 7 years ago, there would Totally be a dubious consent scene like 3 times per season at minimum lol.)

[rainymoodlet]

... i made her do yoga once, and now it's the first thing she does every morning! ⛓️ good morning, first weekend off of work!

[7hyein]

read tags ;--;

[nerdnag]

about words, in words

(I should be studying, but I had a huge epiphany on my way home from work and I literally can't let this go unless I write it down first. You'll understand why soon enough.)

About a month ago I saw a poll which posed the question, "what pov is your internal monologue in?"

The choices were as follows: 1st person singular POV, 1st person plural POV, 2nd person POV, 3rd person POV, Other, or I don't have an internal monologue.

I stared at the post, trying - as I'm sure many other people did - to capture my own thought process in the moment, in order to figure out which of the alternatives fit best for me. But I wasn't really able to come to any conclusion, because the words of the poll were just circulating around in my brain, muddling everything up (hah, foreshadowing). So I saved the post to my draft, deciding that I'd have to think about it and return to it later.

Over the course of the month, I've been revisiting the post a few times, but still without reaching much of a conclusion. Slowly, I started wondering whether I even had much of an internal monologue at all; but I couldn't really put into words (hah, foreshadowing again) why that was, or what my thought process actually did look like.

Until today.

On my way home from work, it suddenly struck me, seemingly from nowhere.

I only think in words when I'm thinking about words. Otherwise, I think in images, feelings, vague fuzzy concepts, or sounds.

What do I mean by that bold sentence? Well, I think in words when my thought circulate around something I've read, something I've heard someone say, something I intend to write, something I intend to say, etc. In those cases, I think the words themselves. When I was biking home from working, I wasn't thinking, "When I get home, I'm going to write a Tumblr post about how my thought process works". I thought, "On my way home from work, it suddenly struck me, seemingly from nowhere." And not because I was narrating myself in 1st person past tense; no, because I was thinking about how I was going to phrase this epiphany that I had just had a moment ago.

Other times, I may be repeating the words of a message I received; or a message I intend to write; or a line I just heard someone say; or the sentence I just read; or a sentence I am intending to say.

But when I'm not thinking about words? Well, then I don't think in words. When I think about my week, I see flashes of images; I imagine sounds around me; I smell my future surroundings; I feel a hint of the emotions I expect to feel. But never do I phrase these things into words unless I intend to communicate them in some way.

So of course I couldn't figure out what POV my internal monologue was in - all I could think about at the time was the words of the poll, because that's literally how I think about everything. My thoughts were obscured by my own thoughts.

Now, this is a pretty cool epiphany in and of itself. But after I'd had this epiphany, and thought it through for a few minutes (through this tumblr post I knew I was going to write), I realised that this might have implications and meanings that I hadn't even considered before.

I remembered how, when I started school, I was obsessed with words. I remembered how my mother bought me a notebook to save words in; I would write down words I liked on its lined pages, one word per line, with no punctuation or explanation. I would fill pages and pages of this book with words. And I would write poems about words - about how fascinating they were to me, how beautiful and fragile and full of meaning they were - in a way that was absurdly abstract for my age; almost like I was picking the words up and examining them through a microscope with a critical eye.

Then I remembered how I've always struggled to communicated my thoughts well to others; how the images and concepts that seem so clear in my brain seem so impossible to phrase into words. And I remembered how, throughout the years, I've slowly become better at this, especially in my recent professional years; how the only way to survive countless meetings and presentations and social gatherings where I'm expected to communicate with people - to communicate well - has been to train myself to think in words. To reflect in words, in phrases, in retorts and responses, so that when someone threw me a word ball, I could quickly throw it back rather than fumble helplessly on the spot.

And then it struck me that, when I do think in words, I usually do so in English; because English words make up such a large piece of my daily life. Pretty much my entire social life is in English; my interests are almost exclusively in English; I write fiction in English, I read in English, I sing in English, I talk to friends in English, I study in English, I watch shows in English, I listen to music in English, I play table top RPG’s in English, I blog in English, I do volunteer work in English. And so, naturally, I usually think in English. Only time I really think in Swedish is when I think about work (most of it, at least) or the social interactions I have with Swedish friends or family.

And then, it also struck me that, if I'm so often thinking in words that I read/heard/said or will read/hear/say... When will I ever be here and now, in the present?

... I guess the answer to that is that I'll be in the present when I don't think in words. When there are no words to think about, no words present in my mind. When I allow myself to simply... exist, and feel, and hear, and push the words out of my mind. Because the words, as fascinating as they've always been to me, do not come naturally to me.

And that also makes me wonder... If I had no words to think about... Or at the very least, much fewer words to think about... What would my thoughts be like? What would my life be like...?

[zenkaiankokuart]

Phases of the Moon, Sequel to my Rays of Sunshine post.

Y'all showed the first one so much love!!! I'm absolutely overwhelmed!! Had so much energy and inspiration for this version! Decided to get a little fancier and add a lil bit of animation.

Featuring Moons from these wonderful artists: @ ME! @bamsara @kitty-c4t @oobbbear @maudiemoods @opudontdonut @paper-lilypie @jack-o-phantom @vurelly @vilz and a new addition, @twinanimatronics!

I love y'all! 💗