reblog to give warm bread to your mutuals
I was drawing based on vibes (very sexy of me /j) and letting the feelings lead me which was nice and I got these..! Things! idk what they are, but they sure are.. whatever that is!
first one I did and I was like "!!! That was great I wanna draw more!" (he started the explosions fireworks)
the more (left), and it's sidekick (right). Very peaceful 10/10 would draw again. He's sleeping!
tw claustrophobia (also the name I gave the piece in my folder):
... yeah I have no idea. Liked the idea of drawing Vio surrounded by books, then this happened. Kinda fun to draw, liked drawing him looking both really uncomfortable and also unfazed by it. Kinda like a more intense version of my 12-yo reading habits lol (i.e. find small cramped space and sprawl).
Okay. Another ROTG thought that just attacked me.
Pitch and Sandy are opposites.
Sandy brings dreams, Pitch brings nightmares. Sandy is gold (bright), Pitch is grey/black (dark). Sandy has dark eyes, Pitch has light eyes. Sandy is good, Pitch is bad.
Sandy is narcoleptic, Pitch is a raging insomniac.
At least, that’s what I think.
Besides, in order to spread bad dreams, AND fear, it would be resonable to assume the job takes up all the time you have for sleep.
Ossimoro
No?
Too bad.
Luna definitely vibes to absolutely nothing. no thoughts in her head, no one talking, just complete and utter silence, and she's over here head banning.
also, I think Luna's character theme would be "moonlight" by "Geoxor". because of the general vibe of the song, and whenever I listen to it all I can think of is being at one with your shattered mind, and that fits really well with the character. (Also, it's called "moonlight" and most songs I've found that generally share a name with her have Luna vibes)
this is probably stupid but I read this and my brain went:
Y'all ever think about how Jack probably hit himself with his enchanted snowballs to cheer himself up once in a while? Kinda like antidepressants maybe??
Idk i should be getting ready for work n I'm having a moment-
soooooo, stories gotten a little difficult to write, so for the moment have the weirdo in action(?)!
How close to the description did I get?
"Jackson Kinderlune was an odd boy. With pale skin littered in scars and callouses. Startling jungle green eyes, and moonlight silver hair that tumbled to below his chin like white rapids.
He wore a loose gray shirt that went down to his hips, and deep blue shorts that stopped just above his knee & were often confused as a skirt. The pair of dark ash boots he wore went up to just below his knees, and had a little pocket on the inside (the side of the boot that faces the other foot, not within the boot, that would be uncomfortable) of each to hold tiny snacks and his wallet. Little buttons shaped like a square, circle, and triangle (respectively) changed how much the boots way.
A small dagger sat on the outside (the side facing away from the other boot) of each boot. Designed to look as though they were a painting on the side.
A large four-pocketed backpack rested on his back at almost all times."
Literally my entire air trial experience summed up in one video:
[update: i made this post in the spur of the moment after my family did something very inconsiderate & hurtful while we were on vacation, and I was very upset and angry at how abled people treat disabled people, hence the "abled people are required to reblog" thing. I was not expecting this amount of traction, and I've removed that now, because a lot of people dislike the guilt tripping. I did not mean it to be guilt-tripping, i was upset and angry.]
(d-eh-ss-air-eh-ben, d-ell-nn, r-ehh-tay-yes-may) "To live immpossibly."
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