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laurzzz · 8 months
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You're NEVER. TOO. OLD. to just be and try new things ! ! !
DO THAT THING DO IT DO IT EVEN IF IT'S "WEIRD" TO DO AT YOUR AGE OR WHATEVER IDFC DO IT IF IT MAKES YOU HAPPY
Actually I care so long as it makes you happy so DO IT
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rayven81194 · 2 months
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I know I have a post somewhere but i can find it so just making it again
I need q!phil to absolutely lose it. He can do this by being silly, he could be an actual threat, i don’t care. With the bird house, the dream and reality confusion he’s been a victim of and just every other trauma he’s watched others go through as well as himself, he feels a bit too kept together so far in my opinion, even if he is still going through it
but i will say, this valentines stream, he’s definitely been a lot more on the ‘silly losing it side’ (cc!phil was in a goofy mode not lore mode for a good part while lore/semi lore i guess was going on, so this could be very excusable) and i hope this is a sign of my awaited (more) batshit crazy bird boy
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boombox-fuckboy · 4 months
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KIRAN: Ruby is like, the spookiest person on our boat.
JUNE: I mean, but how many times have you made eye contact with Fenton Eves?
KIRAN: Uh. I don't make eye contact with anyone, so...
JUNE: That's fair.
CICI: And I can't remember anyone's name!
JUNE: That's... Also true.
Skyjacks: Courier's Call, Episode 13
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georgcfan · 4 months
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this week has been like an extended panic attack but I been standing on business 🧍🏿‍♀️
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cutieesnakerw · 3 months
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Begging on her knees to be popular..🛐
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little photo dump for my future daughter..💫
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whispers-of-lilith · 4 months
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I feel like such ass right now. I'm in dire need of a Toji comfort fic where he takes care of me while I'm sick & I just rest on his tig ol bitties.
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silvermoon424 · 6 months
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Making a note here to complete this 30 day challenge for my anime collection once I get everything unpacked.
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cinnamon-syrup · 7 months
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made another sideblog 😪 i don’t like managing different blogs but i want to contain some things in their own place
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when-im-an-adult · 8 months
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this one blog
pls remember these
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sky-neverending · 8 months
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y’all can ignore this but i want Vecnas monologue on hand so i’m copy pasting it here for now 😋 so…. long ass monologue below the cut!! feel free to use and save as needed
Why do you cry for them, Eleven? After everything they did to you? Hmm? You think you need them, but you don't. You don't. Oh, but I know you're just scared. I was scared once too. I know what it's like to be different. To be alone in this world.
Like you, I didn't fit in with the other children. Something was wrong with me. All the teachers and the doctors said I was… "Broken," they said. My parents thought a change of scenery, a fresh start in Hawkins, might just cure me. It was absurd. As if the world would be any different here.
But then… to my surprise, our new home provided a discovery. And a newfound sense of purpose. I found a nest of black widows living inside a vent. Most people fear spiders. They detest them. And yet, I found them endlessly fascinating. More than that, I found a great comfort in them. A kinship. Like me, they are solitary creatures. And deeply misunderstood. They are gods of our world. The most important of all predators. They immobilize and feed on the weak, bringing balance and order to an unstable ecosystem. But the human world was disrupting this harmony.
You see, humans are a unique type of pest, multiplying and poisoning our world, all while enforcing a structure of their own. A deeply unnatural structure. Where others saw order, I saw a straitjacket. A cruel, oppressive world dictated by made-up rules. Seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years, decades. Each life a faded, lesser copy of the one before. Wake up, eat, work, sleep, reproduce, and die. Everyone is just waiting. Waiting for it all to be over. All while performing in a silly, terrible play, day after day. I could not do that. I could not close off my mind and join in the madness. I could not pretend. And I realized I didn't have to. I could make my own rules. I could restore balance to a broken world. A predator…but for good.
As I practiced, I realized I could do more than I possibly imagined. I could reach into others, into their minds, their memories. I became an explorer. I saw my parents as they truly were. To the world, they presented themselves as good, normal people. But like everything else in this world, it was all a lie. A terrible lie. They had done things, Eleven. Such awful things. I showed them who they really were. I held up a mirror.
My naive father believed it was a demon cursing them for their sins. But my mother somehow knew. Knew it was I who was holding up that mirror, and she despised me for it. She called a doctor, an expert. She wanted him to lock me away, to fix me, even though it wasn't I who was broken. It was them. And so she left me with no choice. No choice but to act. To break free.
With each life I took, I grew stronger. More powerful. They were becoming a part of me. But I was still a child. And I did not yet know my limits. And it nearly killed me. He was arrested, blamed for the death of my sister and mother, just as I had planned. But I was far from free. I woke up from my coma only to find myself placed in the care of a doctor, the very doctor I had hoped to escape. Dr. Martin Brenner. Papa.
But the truth…the truth is he did not just want to study me. He wanted more. He wanted to control. When Papa finally realized he could not control me, he tried to recreate me. He began a program. And soon, others were born. You were born. And I am so glad you were, Eleven. So very glad.
They're not gone, Eleven. They're still with me. In here.
Tricked you? No, I saved you. You are a prisoner here, just like me. To your papa, you are nothing more than an animal, a monster, a lab rat to be tamed. But the truth, Eleven, the truth is just the opposite. You are better than they are. Superior. That is why you frighten him.
If you come with me, for the first time in your life, you will be free. Imagine what we could do together. We could reshape the world, remake it however we see fit.
Join me.
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dynjir · 8 months
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Art tumblr please give me some wisdom.
Say I need to draw an object (like the original Xbox) that's kinda awful to try draw by hand and you want it to look fairly clean and not super simplified.
Let's also assume I have access to 3D assets of these objects and can use literally any art program in the world.
Aside from straight up tracing everything by hand and line/shape tools, what would be the easiest and/or best way to do this? Is there a way I'd be able to quickly just get the line art of the objects using 3D assets (or just a flat image in general)?
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laurzzz · 1 year
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You know what? Fuck it *yeets my self-doubt outta the window*
I'm so cool
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simplysimplylovely · 9 months
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note to self: do not say anything to kate ever or she will publish it on tumblr and suddenly my distracted thoughts become . real .
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porchtart · 9 months
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Sorry that I'm always posting about NikKat, but I promise it's going to get so much worse once we are getting this thing ready to publish.
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georgcfan · 4 months
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chaos-and-kromer · 1 year
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list of things I should draw when I have the motivation
narrator’s (srimp and peripalz)
mothbagel
leshy with mushrooms
(might add stuff later)
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