#thinkthonks

[1medichan1]

love and hate recognising cycles because it’ll identify the problem but man it would be nice to find the solution for once instead of pressing further on the pedal every time

[1medichan1]

I know the internets cesspits at times but there’s something beautiful about the transition of warmth from “don’t talk to me or my son ever again” to “let’s do X with mama”

the inclusivity, the tenderness. how these are the same machines, animals, once bearing danger but now, an intimacy. how the ritual of the love a child can have for a parent transcends species, how we can project that onto planes, onto statues.

how it’s almost phrased like the reader gets to be part of it too. one isn’t shunned away from a parent creature and their child, but rather get to be involved in the whimsy. how the word mama is so ubiquitous in many languages of the world.

very dear to me.

[1medichan1]

I genuinely hope that people’s enthusiasm for a character brings them joy. I sincerely hope their blorbo offers them as much warmth as the sun. I hope they find more comfort in their special guys than they do a quilt of silk or gold. I hope they find such serenity, such bliss. Such absolute peace and contentment with the world through such accessible things. watering the seeds of concepts and watching them bloom into all the * could have beens * . Oh please be proud of your characters. you’ve achieved micro paradises that the average neurotypical could never dream of

[1medichan1]

T shirt that says ‘bugs crave me’ with 40 different arrows pointing to the plethora of bites along my arms

[1medichan1]

eldritch horror this, eldritch horror that. what about eldritch beauty. eldritch divinity. eldritch whimsy

[1medichan1]

characters, especially fat characters, are allowed to be fat btw

and I don’t mean cinched waist and a huge chest and thighs that somehow still have a gap, or hydrated buff people, im talking love handles, double chins, bingo wings, stretch marks in multiple places, fat that’s distributed everywhere, different parts, all parts, consistently. not exclusively being sexualised.

to claim you have a writing, drawing, edit style that can’t represent these says infinitely more about you than the so called style, and is no excuse. you were able to learn how to draw twinks, learn to draw fat people. it’ll serve you greatly. if you avoid writing the word ‘fat’ altogether when writing large characters, being vague about their appearance because you find it displeasing, you’re contributing to the problem while pretending to protest it. it’s not a rude word, it won’t hurt you to use, pinky prommy xoxo

[1medichan1]

I wish I knew how to have emotions sometimes

[1medichan1]

wires are so cool

like are they the body? the flesh? the veins?

is it vulnerability that inspires comfort or scares? an exposed wound or a permission.

maybe, if it is neither flesh nor vein

might it be a soul?

something simultaneously within our perception yet, in terminology, near ungraspable

enigmas beyond human comprehension yet fashioned upon one’s own.