Emrys

23 He/they Currently fixated on voltron again so that's what you're gonna get sorry 🥴✌️ Along with occasionally other shows too Ao3: Sunflower_poet

[anxiousandrogynousartist]

The fact it's fanficiton which is barely keeping my mental health together, should probably be concerning to me. Yet I'm here sobbing my eyes out over a range of 1k-200k word fics because the proportion of angst and comfort has been executed ✨beautifully✨

[ryan-sometimes]

It’s so sad that students are now relying so heavily on AI for writing essays because they’re missing out on the best part of writing an essay which is when you’re a few paragraphs in and you just reach that flow state where your thought process becomes one with the essay and you’re slamming the keys so hard that you’re on the verge of destroying your laptop. I used to get high off of that shit

[melonalemonade]

[anxiousandrogynousartist]

A body that no longer acts as it used too. Becoming a broken husk of itself. - A poem on surrounding my feelings with my chronic pain.

I lay here helplessly,

My body rejecting the very existence of itself,

Aching and twinging in lighting strikes of pain,

Violently skipping along my body as each zap digs in deeper,

Carving itself so deep into me until it can’t be ignored.

For this overwhelming pain is of my own doing,

I feel it’s my own karma- come to pay me a visit,

Lashing spikes of burning pain in my joints,

Reflecting the very same sensation, I use to inflict,

With a blade made to sharpen a tool; that creates magnificent art.

For now and forevermore,

It will be tainted with the sins that were lingering on my finger tips,

Aching to infect everything I touch,

Now the marks on my body are an ugly amalgamation,

A twisted summary of all the rotten, vile hatred I held for myself.

That I still do,

How can I ever be content with myself again?

When my foolish, impulsive actions- could be why my body falls me so much,

Perhaps this is the punishment that has been thought fitting,

Or maybe I prefer a much worse fate.

Hi, hello! So my chronic pain has gotten worse recently especially this last month. That paired with my chronic fatigue has not been fun. Therefore, I decided to write this poem to help get my feelings out. Probably not the best but I wasn’t too focused on writing well.

[anxiousandrogynousartist]

Steddie fanfic idea

Modern au

Famous pop singer Steve

Barista Eddie

Eddie doesn’t know Steve is famous

Set in Indianapolis maybe or New York

Eddie pov but maybe I can do a scene or two of Steve’s.

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Eddie on his way to work when he passes by a crowd. Something to do with Steve. Maybe a meet or greet etc.

As Steve is leaving the venue he notices Eddie. Spontaneously decides to go over and ask for a lighter. Eddie lightly snarking as why he’s assumed Eddie has one. Steve’s stunned and awkwardly starts to babble (Robin’s mannerisms Steve has picked up due to being platonic with a capital P for so long. Perhaps have lived together for ages etc).

Eddie breaks Steve’s babbling with a bark of laughter. Handing over the lighter with a wink. “I was just fucking with you man, here you go.” Steve thanks him and start to light up a cigarette. However, he doesn’t hand back the lighter immediately. Eddie decides not to bring it up. Amused by this man who brazenly walked up to him for a lighter.

They start to have small conversations about various topics. Chuckles filling the air, intwining with the smoke. In the back of Eddie’s mind he’s aware he needs to get to work yet doesn’t want to leave.

Unfortunately, their conversation is interrupted by Steve’s manager. Telling him he needs to hurry up to the next venue. Steve sighs and tells them he’ll be there in a minute. Turning back to Eddie he decides to give him the last half of his cigarette. Stating Eddie may as well have this so it doesn’t go to waste. Eddie asks if he’s sure and Steve confirms. Eddie thanks him and Steve’s on his way.

It’s not until Eddie is walking away that he realizes Steve still has his lighter. He curses and turns back around yet Steve is already gone. Groaning, Eddie turns back to the direction of work and continues walking. He’s pissed because that was his favourite lighter. But no point getting upset. Remembering the cigarette he lifts it to his lips. Well he might as well make the most of the situation. By some cruel twist of fate, for one Eddie Munson. The cigarette went out due to the on pour of sudden rain. Sizzling the cigarette and starting to make it damp. Quickly, Eddie stuffs it into his pocket and makes his way to work.

He works with Chrissy (I love platonic hellcheer). Somehow photos were taken of Steve and Eddie’s interaction. (Probably paparazzi from Steve’s meet and greet. When Eddie walks into the cafe Chrissy is brimming with questions. Yet Eddie is confused. He had no clue Steve was a pop singer. It didn’t get brought up into the conversation. Chrissy teases Eddie for the rest of the shift.

On his way home or maybe to some plans after work. Eddie bumps into Steve again. Steve lights up and calls him over. Eddie walks over chucking, “Hey I think you have something of mine.” Steve flushes, “Yes I do! I’m so sorry I didn’t realise I took it.” Eddie says it’s okay and says they can exchange. With Steve’s confused head tilt, Eddie pulls out the cigarette. It’s a little worse for wear but it’s still good enough to smoke. Steve chuckles and takes the cigarette. Using Eddie’s lighter before handing it over. Steve fishes out another cigarette and hands it to Eddie. Which he happily accepts.

They smoke and talk for a while. Eddie brings up about Steve being a pop singer. Teases him maybe. Going something along the lines of “So Mr Hot Shot” or “Big Boy” whilst saying how he conveniently forgot to mention he was a pop star. Steve chuckles awkwardly yet states when he realized Eddie didn’t recognize him, he was relieved. It’s why Steve didn’t give the lighter back right away. He wanted to have a conversation with Eddie. Liked how they were connecting.

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Not sure how I want it to end. Maybe they agree to go on a date. Or perhaps it’s just a hangout. Kinda want to make this a multi chapter fic. But it may just stay as a one shot.

So steddie nation what do we think? I’m not sure if I’ll make it a fic not though! I’ve not written fanfiction for a hot minute rip :)

[cottoncandyofterror]

So I fell down a quite steep steddie hole and since I was on sick leave I had way too much time on my hands. 🙈

[anxiousandrogynousartist]

I haven’t posted on here for a hot minute.

But here’s a little style/ character study I did of Silver the hedgehog :)

I want to do more art for fandoms I’m in etc. So I might post here more frequently!

[pxkibu]

i'm not human enough to love you right now 💫

[naomi-s-art-deactivated20250504]

"The comet"

[khyvadraws]

hey so about those new uniforms

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[rowan-r-ridley]

Taking a little break from commissions and forcing myself to learn again how to render, also... me and my inconsistent art style, we're not doing better 😔

[merwild]

I have no idea yet who or what Keith is fighting in this scene but I’m ready for s8 of Voltron, I’m ready for the feels! So of course I had to draw my favorite boy being incredible

[potadumpling]

i was giggling the whole time drawing this

[quackysprouts]

when ur just a funky little skater punk hedgehog

(idk if u can tell but only his bangs are straightened, he has braids)

[maniacrow]

Posting for the first time? I'm considering posting some of my older art that is already up on Instagram.. but I might just start fresh and see how it goes..

Zukka nation where you at

[gramnel]

[jesuscrab]

why do you even want a live action adaptation of avatar. it's good already. the story was told in a good way and you can watch it. you dont need it again but worse.