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tweaked a watercolor i made a while ago
before:
after:
i don’t think it’s done tho. i may need to give the lizard and flower more detail. the same may go for the snake on his shoulder but at some point i forgot it existed so i may just scrap it. art critique is appreciated bc i feel like i need more idk.
also i’d like to add that i gave him a glowing effect bc in the manuscript, he was described to sometimes be glowing or having a halo or smth like that, and i miss his little mystical elements
— WAITING
a/n: intended lowercase, wk: 324, song is optional
credits: @222tsunami
warnings: angst, fluff, pet names (baby), mentions of being drunk, use of y/n
“i hope you’re happy- no you know what, i don’t hope you are. i hope you’re miserable just like me. i hate you. i hate you because i love you so much hollis.”
your breath hitched at the last sentence, mumbling and slurring your words leaving the message in his voicemail inbox.
not taking long for a response back from him, your phone buzzing underneath your thigh against the pavement of some random curb you sat at.
this is how you ended up in his passenger seat, head against the window. “i hate you hollis” you muttered with anger laced in your voice. “i know baby, i know.” was all he could say. he felt guilty, pushing you away, leaving you in the middle of parties for other people, he didn’t know what to say. he knew he couldn’t make an excuse to any of it.
“you don’t get to call me that anymore, you can call all the other people that.” looking at him, you didn’t want to cry but can feel the tears brim in your eyes. to make the situation even worse, ‘lover, you should’ve came over’ started playing on the radio. looking back out the window she begins to bite your lip
“stop that y/n, you’re gonna make your lip bleed” he says reaching over to remove your bottom lip from your teeth. wiping the hair from your face you turn to him “were they better than me? did they love you in ways i couldn’t?”
he sighs, feeling the pain in his chest from hearing the words come from your mouth
“it isn’t about that y/n. i promise” all you can do is cry, wiping your eyes every 10 seconds trying to stop the tears.
he pulls over on the side of the road opening his arms “come here baby, im sorry. i really am.” climbing into his arms and melting to his touch you just cry and cry.
ummm ok first time writing something like this!! kinda nervy.. feel free to give advice! <3 also pls comment if you wanna be on the taglist
Been thinking about getting forearm crutches bc both my legs hurt and walking is hell. Anyone have good advice or warnings before I do?
I have a friend without a physical disability who keeps using "cripple" as an insult or calling someone with a temporary mobility aid one and it's genuinely made me so uncomfortable.
Whether physically disabled or not tbh it would be problematic. Using slurs as an insult isn't how you reclaim slurs?
Honestly I don't know how to bring it up to them.
I can guarantee they don't have much malice or don't realize how much slurs can actually hurt, but.. I kinda need them to stop doing that.
Edit !!!: If you have any ideas on how to bring it up without sounding mean (as I'm giving them the benefit of the doubt that they just aren't aware of the impact....) pls tell me, I'm autistic and I cannot read an allistic person's expressions or social cues. Like at all.
how to ask out a girl no glue no borax
keep in mind that my only access to clay is at school so I would have to turn it in to my teacher and it would be graded
you know that one very messed up clay Spamton? should I make a Tenna version?
no
yes
HECK YES!!!
