Helpme - Blog Posts

I just got hit by the most universe starting cramps. I'm on the floor, writing my will, vomit pooling on the floor beside me. This is it. This is the end. Tell my cat I love her.

im sorry but what the ACTUAL FUCK. HOW THE FUCK AM I MEANT TO KNOW THIS?!

if you understand music theory, i am BEGGING YOU, help me.

guys i have a STAGE 1 psychology assignment due in 18 hours about Examining the Impact of AI on Brain Structures and Functioning. psychology says I need about 9 hours of sleep. school starts in 11 hours but I cannot sleep cause I have a drama performance tomorrow so I wont be able to submit it regardless.

anyway. what is more important? sleep or finishing the assignment with the knowledge you know have.

I like the idea that Himiko likes to draw Ochako❤️😭

Concept doodles for the after-Kallamar-battle scene in Trod that I've been rotating in my mind for almost a year, that go with the past doodles I've made

The Lamb has a breakdown outside what this comic shows, Narinder gets closer to the truth, and they both become closer as a consequence.

Tried to draw Horikoshi's "bkdk tie matching" sketch in my style. Not really a difference but defenetly enjoyed it.

(some background stuff as a bonus.....Deku is losing his sanity, someone cal 911)

(Dead) bullied skeleton brothers au (belongs to Punny girl on yt) haha. I couldn't hold back, I needed to draw how... This happened. Don't ask why they have hair, please.

mood

me: it’s very possible that you aren’t cis

me to me:

Me after watching Endgame.

The fish

There was a little fish

It lived in little house

There was no water in its room

And house was made of glass

Therefore it couldn’t really breath

And life was pretty hard

But little fish was fine by that

It thought that was alright

That all the fishes have it hard

And maybe even worse

It really should be quiet

And just do its daily job

***

I wrote some poem in English. And like it was supposed to be an allegory to neurodiversity, but then I remembered the „im nothing like yall“ meme 😭

Lebsien.. Lesbian? Lego citizen? I require assistance.

spive

closeup

Yeeey its my birthday

SCP-3999 is literally Bill Cipher

SCP-8311

Object Class: Keter

SCP-8311 cannot be contained at the present moment, and currently poses a ZK Class End-of-reality scenario. The most advisable course of action is for Stanford Pines, believed to be the main focus of SCP-8311, to remove himself from contact with all Foundation sites and personnel to avoid further collateral damage to Foundation property. It is theorized that if Stanford Pines is to contained in protected area, then the destructive capabilities of SCP-8311 will temporarily cease

stop

be contained

preserve some remnants The most advisable course of action is for Stanford Pines, believed to be the main focus of SCP-8311, to build a magical barrier around the Mystery Shack to protect all people from ̶destructive The most advisable course of action is for Stanford Pines, believed to be the main focus of SCP-8311, to trap himself along with his entire family under the magical barrier that is the only possible way of contaiment of SCP-8311. Stanford Pines then to be turned into a golden statue and to be laughed at SCP-8311 is to be contained within a specialized reality anchor chamber constructed of reinforced tungsten carbide and continuously powered by a dedicated fusion reactor. The containment chamber is to be situated within Mystery Shack. Access to SCP-8311 is strictly prohibited except for the Pines family, in which case they should all be forced to jump off a water storage barrel. Access to SCP-8311 is strictly prohibited except for Stanford Pines, a paranormal investigator who came to Gravity Falls, Oregon, to study the huge concentration of supernatural activity in and around the town. Inform all the authorized personnel with Level 4 clearance or higher that Standorf Pines is a nerd. SCP-8311 cannot be contained Stanford Pines is to be contained inside his most horrific nightmares without the possibility of escaping.

PFFT I CANT

THIS BEAUTIFUL CREATURE WAS SENT BY GOD HIMSELF

May as well post this quick thing here too lmao

Mayor Mingus every time that green fuck steps within a 7 foot radius of her

im gonna fuck randy

well... at least you didn't phrase it like you're seeking permission from me like the last one. you're just INFORMING me that it's happening, but i'm not actually involved in any considerable way. carry on, then

Me trying to avoid Chapter 6 Twisted Wonderland Spoliers, even though I’ve already seen quite alot:

Mourning

"O Captain, my Captain"

New journal, new ideas

I got a new journal and decided to turn it into a prince’s journal. Whoever reads this journal next will follow the story of a prince, his lovers, and his decent into villainy and madness- all through the prince’s eyes.

Candle or flame?

Shall I sit calmly and read in the candlelight, or shall I commit arson instead? No one shall ever know, for I shall never be caught.

Photo from pinterest.

Self-introductory

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[Scorpio sun] - [Libra moon] - [Scorpio rising]

[He/him | FTM] - [INTJ] - [Slytherin] - [Autumn] - [Workaholic]

[Writing two books] - [Writes fanfic on the side] - [drinks too much coffee because of it]

My favourite books: 

The blackthorn key series by Kevin Sands

Sherlock Holmes series by Sir.Arthur Conan Doyle

Harry Potter Series (f-ck you J.K.Rowling)

Educated by Tara Westover

The hidden witch by Chandelle LaVaun

Serpent & Dove by Shelby Mahurin

Favourite shows/movies:

The Good Doctor

Sherlock

Criminal Minds

The Big Bang Theory - Young Sheldon

The Imitation game

Supernatural

Ghost Adventures

My blog will mostly be shit posts, information about my characters and books, book recommendations, playlists, and the occasional dark academia mood board. This is a safe space for everyone, unless you disrespect someone’s existence, then you are certainly not welcome.

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Salutations.

I am confused, I am caffeinated and preppared to make bad descisions.

I DON'T WANT TO SEE PHOTOS OF HOT MOMMIES ON MY AREA

STOP IT

commissions open!

All details here

Should I finish drawing this scene from Art Heist–

Nothing like the constant feeling of inadequacy to keep me company as I stare at the empty page, ignoring the heaps of deadlines that advance like the shadow of death.

First off, spin this wheel.

You just landed on one of 200 fandoms that have been very popular somewhere on Tumblr over the years. Topics were chosen either from appearing on a @fandom end-of-year recap or from my own long (long, long) site memories before that.

also all of these fandoms are definitely things that really exist in the real world and none of them are Tumblr creations

Just some Jay doodles

Is this a 'tism thing, or am I just overacting?

Hello!!! I just got back from taking a shower and also having a full blown meltdown because of said shower. For some context before we get started, my showers are typically scorching hot. A few more details include:

cold water drains my spoons in a way it has absolutely to right to.

I have curly hair (important for later)

I had attempted to take a shower already today.

I went to a baseball awards ceremony for my cousin, three resell stores, and gone swimming at a family member's house.

I've been out of spoons for the past several weeks. I cannot remember the last time I woke up and felt like I had enough to get through the day.

Okay, back to the present. I get home from swimming, scroll on Tumblr for a bit, then decide I'll try taking a shower again. I'd tried already this morning and no matter what I did I could not get the water to heat up, the nozzle was being weird, and I was low on time. I threw my hair into a brain, deciding it wasn't a battle worth fighting. I went to the ceremony, had some fun shopping with my mom for the first time in a while, and had a great time swimming with my siblings. Overall, it was a great day, but even things that make you happy can take up your spoons (or so my therapist said), and it checked out because I was pretty done with all the excitement of the day. I love Saturdays, but they're me time, and I don't really like having plans when I should be reading dark romance novels and marauder fanfics to scrape up what little energy I can manage. I decide to try out my shower again, hoping that maybe it was just a one time, leave it alone for a bit and it'll be fixed thing.

It defiantly wasn't.

The water was still cold as fuck and the nozzle was doing a weird 360 thing and I just wasn't having it. Still, I needed to shower. So I stuck it out for a bit and just dealt with it.

I got my body washed without any big problems (keyword big. I'd been on the verge of tears basically the whole time), but then came washing my hair. First and foremost, I was now shivering my ass off and very much done with cold water. Secondly, I'd been swimming in a salt water pool, which made my hair clump together and dense. Overall, just not an easy task to wash it. By this point, I was sobbing, clutching a towel clutched to my chest because my emotional support 3D printed T-rex was on the counter, had soap in my eyes, and didn't want to be doing this anymore, so I finished up as quickly as I could. Obviously, my hair isn't as well washed as I would like, so I'm not too pleased with that, but I have to work on calming down and washing soup out of my eyes.

I manage to calm down, but now, if I wasn't before, I'm definitely freezing my buttocks off. I speed through getting dressed, putting on the warmest clothes I have, and them work on getting products in my nightmare inducing hair.

It doesn't help, because I now have gross, sticky stuff on my hands, and I have REALLY bad sensory issues regarding my hands in particular. Still, I push through it because I'm still working on unmasking when i'm alone and not forcing myself to do what I know is too much for me. I then get more frustrated because my hair is too wet for it to defuse and I have to dry it again, with gross stickiness still on my hands, and whoops, I'm crying again because I stepped in the tiniest fucking puddle, and of course I'm at that point because why wouldn't I be?

Anyway, am I overreacting?