what if you had ONE EYE and were consumed by CRUSHING GUILT and you were SEASICK and also having an ANXIETY ATTACK and then you were on FIRE and also you’re GAY
I would have done the whole thing but i ran out of ideas because there's so little scenes of them.
why is the timing all wrong what is going oooooon
Being a writer is basically emotionally bonding with fictional people and then ruining their lives for fun.
So like, escapism being an inperfect coping mechanism, whatever, Isn’t it crazy that we can construct whole worlds in our head? Like, yeah those are my guys. Yeah they exist only in my head, but they are wholly real and have lives of their own. No they don’t know who I am. Yes I would die for them.
I can open up a comic, or a book, or a show, any story really, and bam, another world. One that feels just as real as ours, yet only exists in the minds of those who read the story. They don’t actually exist in the real world, no matter how much it feels like they do.
It’s crazy man.
The chekhov's gun has begun to unload.
you should stack as many aurora characters as you can before they fall over
my touys;;
2021 vs 2025
this was originally a meme redraw but for the life of me I can't find the original image. I definitely improved a lot even when drawing shitpost haha
i spent too long thinking about this...