i would like to stop making realizations about my childhood now. i think i've learned enough, thanks.
im working this side gig for a school rn, which is mostly shifting through teacher emails, and theres, like, an absolutely abhorrent amount of elementary school teachers named julia. like whats going on
hears someone pounding at my door immediately before receiving this message
THANK YOU KING!!! 👑
same mike same
(ignore his hat i drew this for a twitter mutual)
We shall start, of course, with the obvious: Stringray!
Followed neatly by pufferfish!
gila monster skull (shh they are sleeping)
moving on to flamingos bc they have so little to work with but they stretch it so far
veiled chameleon skull (plus art by Elena Barbieri so you comprehend the importance of the sclerotic ring bone!) (bc some eyes have bones! some eyes have bones and that is so so valid)
love us a good old-fashioned mole
the tucan, always a fun classic
in conclusion, a few dainty gibbon skeletons to calm you soul, bc why the heck not <3
(yes the last one is a real vintage postcard sold in real Natural History Museum gift shops, before for some reason they reconsidered this marketing decision)
when I was 14 I worked in a grocery store and one day I got to bag Stephen King’s groceries and of course, being the little horror fiction nerd I am I was completely starstruck
I think he thought I was gonna ask for an autograph because I was not even lowkey staring I was full on moon-faced and bouncing and he kept looking over at me hesitantly like aw jeez kid fuck off
anyways I finally managed to squeak out that I was a huge fan and asked for advice on writing, “how do I write as well as you do?” in my horrible thick German accent and broken ass English and he gave me the best writing advice I have ever received
“shit kid, stop worrying about how other people do it and just write your story”
14 years later my wife and I nearly hit him with our car because he was jaywalking
That one tweet that’s like “oh that’s gore… that’s gore of my comfort character” but in the absolutely most positive sense u can imagine, with rainbows and dolphins in the sky etc.
we need to invent a way to fall down an unrealistically long flight of stairs breaking every bone and dying on the way down and be fine as soon as i reach the bottom
artist in denial of being depressed: omg this 2 month long art block has been crazy... sorry i haven't updated any of my fics in a long while! it's just been super difficult to daydream! so weird that i've lost a little bit of passion for my current comfort character and ocs... this couldn't possibly have any implications or alternative explanations
Hello! I'm Lilac! I I mostly reblog fanart, as well as posts I find funny or interesting. I'm also an artist myself, but I never really finish anything...
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