#this is really cheesy

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

anything u need me to be, ill be it for u!

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

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[inkskinned]

i keep thinking about hobbies and how i often spill over myself to pick up new ones. i have adhd, i end up trying something for like a month and then just getting far enough in it that i move on, satisfied.

and that should be fine; but it's never fine.

i am a pretty decent artist; but i can't just make art for my dnd campaign, i should be selling dnd maps and character designs and scene setting pieces. i can't just make my friends matching earrings, i need to get an etsy and ship them internationally and take bulk orders. i make pretty good props and decorations and use them to throw my friends parties - but i should be running a party planning business and start taking paying clients and networking and putting my skills to actual use.

for some reason, i never figured out the specifics of pottery. it was a fun class and i enjoyed myself - and still, i'm embarrassed, years later, that i put in all that useless effort. everything i make has to be stunning. stellar. i should have applied myself more. maybe i'm too lazy. maybe i'm broken and selfish and needy. actually creative people would have kept going; they would be bettering themselves at every possible opportunity.

we find ourselves in this trap, even accidentally: we need to commodify our time, because it is a commodity. if we spend our efforts and our time not earning, isn't that the same thing as burning free money? and god forbid you ever take up a hobby that ends up being more expensive than you thought. you sit in your car and you look at the receipt and in your head you hear a conversation that isn't even happening - your mom or your friend or your partner all saying oh great. not this shit again. it's always something with you, and it never actually means anything.

i have realized this horrible thing, recently - i'll get excited to start a project, pick up a new hobby. and then i just... stop myself. i start thinking about the amount of time it will take, and how it'll look in my monthly budget. what if i can't even produce a good enough final product. sure, it's exciting to think about how i could make my friend her own custom dice. but i'm just polluting the earth if i don't get it right. better not bother. better not try.

restless, i get caught in the negative space. the feeling that oh god, i want to create. and that horrible sense - yeah, but i don't have the time to just put to waste.

[victarin]

i fucking love people here you guys see this dinnerplate-faced daycare animatronic and go "what if they were detectives" and you make all this amazing astounding art and writing and concepts and designs like yeah . sure . im going to be normal abt this and im not going to think about the incredible levels of creativity involved im not gointg to think about how much i love seeing beginner artists using the dca as a way to learn new skills in art and character design Im not going to think about how much joy is in all those AUs and how much artists and writers put aspects of whatever they enjoy in those stupid ass clowns to make these incredible inspired stories and artworks absolutely Brimming with love for what they created &how much i love seeing people in the community huddling around those AUs and hyping them up and making More Art from those yeah im normal. whatever

[squilliam128]

30 Day Writing Challenge Day 4 - Places you want to visit

Paris. The city of light – I’m sure what you’re thinking now; I can practically hear it in my head. Another dumb American tourist who wants to eat pain au chocolat and visit the Eiffel Tower. And yes, you’d be right; I do want to do those things. I won’t pretend that I haven’t romanticized Paris in my head to the point of setting myself up for inevitable disappointment, but maybe that’s not such a bad thing either.

Paris is a priceless diamond, with countless facets, each one revealing more about the city. There’s Paris, the art hub, where creative minds flourish in the shadows of Hemingway, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Gertrude Stein, and Picasso, and the finest art in the world can be appreciated under the glass pyramid of the Louvre. I can only imagine the inspiration that the American expats of the 20th century felt while admiring the breathtaking architecture along the Seine,  under the vivid stained glass windows of Notre-Dame, or even from one of the city's many patisseries while enjoying an espresso and one of their famous baked goodies.

Speaking of, I’ve heard that the food in Paris isn’t bad either. I think Ratatouille really did a lot for their reputation (That was a joke. Laugh). I mean, what other city can make tiny snails sound appetizing. But in all seriousness, as someone who grew up watching a LOT of Food Channel, I can’t help but wonder what it would be like to finally try coq au vin, tarte tatin, and yes, pain au chocolat. Not only does their food taste good, it looks good, and I’ve been scrolling through Instagram just looking at pictures for too long.

But despite being a cradle of culture and civilization, I want to visit Paris for une boufée d’air frais. French is the language of love, and Paris is one of the most romantic cities on the planet. I want to fall in love for the first time (preferably with a nice boy, but I’ll settle for the city). I want to stumble out of bars in the shadow of the Eiffel Tower in the arms of the boy I love. I want to admire the city’s lights from a rooftop with him and then admire the lights’ reflections within his eyes. I want to feel butterflies and let those butterflies carry me along the skyline. I want to feel like another work of art among the city’s countless others. I know – cheesy and probably painful to read. Maybe I have over romanticized the city in my head, but I’m okay with that. Paris isn’t just a city; it’s an idea. We all need a Paris of our own to dream about and look forward to because otherwise, life can be terribly boring and depressing. We may never find our Paris, but the hope of finding my diamond in the rough is what gives me hope and strength when my days are looking dull and dark.

[bloominglegumes]

i lied in my last post i have more rung. i'm thinking about old doctors and being cared about when you're not needed and more robot hugs

[somnimagus]

My page for @destinytriofanzine! I drew something about kids always dreaming of far off places

[id in alt!]

[kyuhu]

I love silly little AUs agh

[qwizziee]

sister, will you lend me all your strength?

i’m bringing everyone home

[messervixen]

“The map stopped working after they all died”

Remus Lupin did not spend that much time on the map for it to just stop working.

James Potter would want it to be passed down from generation to generation of pranksters.

Sirius Black needs to keep the drama queen in himself alive.

Peter Pettigrew would not understand the reasoning.

[ruporas]

hello there, angel

[ID: Digital illustration in color of Vash and Wolfwood from Trigun Maximum. Vash is sitting facing the viewer and holds a rose between his clasped together hands, but he’s looking to the left, upwards, at Wolfwood, with an awed expression. Wolfwood hovers over him with wings sprouting from his back. He has a cigarette lit between his lips, his arms and legs are crossed, and he looks back at Vash with a neutral expression. The both of them are covered in a blue shadow, casted by Wolfwood and his hovering form, while warm light hits the back of his wings and over Vash’s legs. Small feathers sits next to Vash. End ID]

[macksartblock]

coming out as a lovesong enjoyer

[buckttommy]

this isn't a horny post but. has buck even... seen a hard penis before that was not his own? like yeah yeah porn but. that's not really the same is it. not when you're not even looking. not when you don't even know that you want to look. like for all intents and purposes buck is completely virginal here and that's. ummm. that's a lot.

[saltpepperbeard]

“There’s so many songs that Stede could sing, that would be appropriate for him. But what came to my head then was Rainbow Connection.” [x]

[maxsix]

[spirk-trek]

i don't think you understand how much i love pretty!kirk, who is so pretty in fact that when they go on shore leave in the city everyone of every gender and species is just doing double takes because they're drawn to his open pretty smile and glittering eyes and long eyelashes and perfect curl of perfect hair on his forehead, and when he goes into a bar it only takes one second for his drink to be bought and paid for, and he's a little bit oblivious, doesn't even realize how pretty he is, so pretty spock's heart literally stops in his side sometimes even though he's desensitized himself to the USUAL level of ✨pretty✨ after years of practice, but all it takes is jim's hair to be a little wet or for him to laugh a little too hard and it's like this dazzling beam of light that slices through the whole world because he's so pretty