Forgot to add this one here too
Seriously I do think they are related somehow but probably not siblings, perhaps even the swap bodies wouldn't have worked if they weren't related to begin with
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Forgot to add this one here too
Seriously I do think they are related somehow but probably not siblings, perhaps even the swap bodies wouldn't have worked if they weren't related to begin with
Summer 2022 KFP gijinka studies ~
Once again thank you to NOT use and repost my art, really, I’ll see it.
This one hovered around my heart for over a year <3
Oops, I never uploaded this one to Tumblr (which I only realized when someone else did, but then was kind enough to tag me, thank you)!
This is the comic that kickstarted my obsession with telling stories with as few panels as I could (usually 10-11 haha), so it’s got a soft spot in my heart.
“I know you. Even when my lungs forget how to breathe and my tongue forgets how to speak and my heart turns to a rock in my chest dragging me down to the deep waters– I know you. I know you in the missing echo of my heartbeat. I know you in the shape of the emptiness between my hands. I know you in the haunted longing in my vagabond feet, and in the creaking heaviness in my homeless bones. I know it isn’t much. The face in the mirror is still a stranger to me. This skin I walk around in still feels like a costume. My mind holds onto everything I want to forget and nothing that I want to remember. I find myself in shadows, in dark corners, in the space under the bed more often than in the bathroom mirror, in museum displays. But I knew you when my memories scattered like ripples on a lake. I knew you when my mouth didn’t know the shape of my own name. I knew you when every breath was a scream and every footstep was an earthquake. oh dear God, my Love, I know you.”
— do you know me? ( j.p. )
“Please, let him be soft. I know you made him with gunmetal bones and wolf’s teeth. I know you made him to be a warrior a soldier a hero. But even gunmetal can warp and even wolf’s teeth can dull and I do not want to see him break the way old and worn and overused things do. I do not want to see him go up in flames the way all heroes end up martyrs. I know that you will tell me that the world needs him. The world needs his heart and his faith and his courage and his strength and his bones and his teeth and his blood and his voice and his– The world needs anything he will give them. Damn the world, and damn you too. Damn anyone that ever asked anything of him, damn anyone that ever took anything from him, damn anyone that ever prayed to his name. You know that he will give them everything until there is nothing left of him but the imprint of dust where his feet once trod. You know that he will bear the world like Atlas until his shoulders collapse and his knees buckle and he is crushed by all he used to carry. Dear God, you have already made an Atlas. You have already made an Achilles and an Icarus and a Hercules. You have already made so many heroes, and you can make another again. You can have your pick of heroes. So please, I beg you– he is all that I have, and you have so many heroes and the world has so many more. Let him be soft, and let him be mine.”
— Please, let him be happy ( j.p. )
cale saying “fuck” is one of my favorite things, but him insulting others pointing out their deepest insecurities gets the crown
I had a realization the other day and I wanted to share it with the class. Now, I’m not saying that Game Freak took inspiration from Gravity Falls, what I am saying is …
Links for All Soulmate AU Lists
For easier reblogging purposes! :D Or if you just want everything organized.
[MASTER LIST]
[Part 1] (18 AUs) [Part 2] (13 AUs) [Part 3] (17 AUs) [Part 4] (15 AUs) [Part 5] (16 AUs) [Part 6] (28 AUs) [Part 7] (18 AUs) [Part 8] (15 AUs) [Part 9] (32 AUs) [Part 10] (30 AUS)
202 AUs in total. I hope there’s no repeats. Enjoy! :D
I just love drawing them doing anything together
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Asexual labels explained using cereal
You are in a kitchen, opening a pantry door. It contains every brand of cereal in existence.
Libido- How hungry you are
Sexual Attraction- How appealing each cereal is to you
Sex-Repulsed- The mere act of eating cereal disturbs you. You flee the kitchen to watch Netflix instead.
Sex-Indifferent- Someone brings you a bowl of cereal. Even though you don’t crave cereal, you decide to eat some anyway. Maybe because you want the person to feel happy you’re eating something they provided you. Maybe you’re just that hungry. Regardless, you’re fine with eating it since it’s already there. If it wasn’t, you wouldn’t care either.
Sex-favorable- Though you don’t particularly crave cereal, the act of eating cereal is enjoyable. So enjoyable, you go through the trouble of picking a brand to eat.
Asexual with low/no libido- You are rarely hungry, and none of the cereal appeals to you.
Asexual with average/high libido- You are often hungry, but none of the cereal appeals to you.
Aegosexual- Eating cereal sounds fun in theory but not in practice. You certainly have no interest in eating cereal yourself. You’d rather fantasize about other people eating cereal, thankyouverymuch.
Gray Asexual- You only like Lucky Charms and Apple Jacks. And maybe Fruity Pebbles but you’re not quite sure.
Demisexual- You see a box of Trix. You are familiar with the rabbit on the box, due to the commercials you’ve seen. You always sympathized with the rabbit for never getting any Trix. There are things in life you’ve wanted but have never gotten. You feel a bond with the rabbit. Suddenly that box of Trix looks tasty.
Fraysexual- You see a box of Cocoa Puffs. You have never heard of Cocoa Puffs in your life. But something about it is oh-so-appealing. You pour yourself a bowl. As you start to eat, you catch a commercial for Cocoa Puffs on TV. You now know what the mascot on the box is like. You lose interest in Cocoa Puffs for reasons you cannot explain.
Lithosexual- You notice a box of Fruit Loops. You feel an urge to eat it. Toucan Sam comes to life and asks you to eat them. This makes you uncomfortable, so you leave to watch Netflix with the sex-repulsed ace.
Reciprosexual- You have no interest in any of the cereal. Not even that box of Frosted Flakes. But Tony the Tiger shows up wanting you to eat the Frosted Flakes. Now that he wants you to eat Frosted Flakes, you want to eat Frosted Flakes.
Cupiosexual- You want to eat cereal, but none of the cereal looks appealing. Maybe if you grab that box of Corn Flakes, it’ll become appealing to you later? It’s happened to other people. You consider grabbing that box of Corn Flakes, just in case.
Orchidsexual- Some of the cereal looks appealing, but you have no interest in eating cereal.
Aceflux- None of the cereal looks good, so you close the pantry. A few days later, you decide to open the pantry again. Now, some of those brands look appetizing. You check the pantry again the next day. None of the cereal looks good anymore.
Quoisexual- You have no idea if you like a cereal because you want to eat it, or if you just think the box art is pretty. Does liking the box art count as wanting to eat it? Do you just like the mascot? Does liking the mascot count as wanting to eat the cereal? After reading everything I’ve written, you are still confused. You bang your head against the pantry in frustration.
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