also before the new series drops i have to say my dream but very unlikely team up at the moment is flower husbands 2 simply because i believe scotts divorce roleplay would be insane
how it feels "trusting the process" as a writer/artist
Hardened cybernoir PI voiceover: …and then there are the old-timers, bent over their screens, chasing the endless scroll and the notification high. Can’t blame them, I guess. They grew up back before we knew how addictive the Internet is, poor bastards never stood a chance. Me, I time myself, never spend more than an hour at a time on screen. ‘Cept on bad days. *takes a doleful drag from an e-cigarette* On bad days I leave that timer off.
ever since i was a little girl i knew i wanted to be a stressed adult male protagonist splashing water on his face in the bathroom
truly some people have no genre savviness whatsoever. A girl came back from the dead the other day and fresh out of the grave she laughed and laughed and lay down on the grass nearby to watch the sky, dirt still under her nails. I asked her if she’s sad about anything and she asked me why she should be. I asked her if she’s perhaps worried she’s a shadow of who she used to be and she said that if she is a shadow she is a joyous one, and anyway whoever she was she is her, now, and that’s enough. I inquired about revenge, about unfinished business, about what had filled her with the incessant need to claw her way out from beneath but she just said she’s here to live. I told her about ghosts, about zombies, tried to explain to her how her options lie between horror and tragedy but she just said if those are the stories meant for her then she’ll make another one. I said “isn’t it terribly lonely how in your triumph over death nobody was here to greet you?” and she just looked at me funny and said “what do you mean? The whole world was here, waiting”. Some people, I tell you.
shoutout to everyone who wants to infodump but cant string together coherent thoughts to form sentences and instead just look at you like this
me: hmmm. I wonder why fangs and horns feel like they'd be gender affirming? I think perhaps it's because experiencing transphobia is so dehumanizing, and knowing that people find my body monstrous makes me feel very small, and if there were something about me that were actually monstrous, something about me to fear & hate that truly isn't human, I could lean into it, revel in it even, delight in the discomfort my body causes other people and be proud of it and love myself. maybe I could learn to feel that way anyway. Mayb 12 year old me, manifesting into the room with her nintendo DS: it's because fangs are hot. they're sexy. do you wanna play nintendogs or are you too esoteric now
more fucking petitions because this clown car country cannot stop with the bigotry for 30 seconds
uk people it takes 5 seconds and you checking your email to verify
everyone else: rebloge please
We could have lived in this world... damn you Rutherford