RANDOM SPOT OF CRAZINESS

Shy | Any Pronouns | 28 Just vibin’.

[syoddeye]

ok, because i just saw a terrible take, i feel compelled to say that there is no "fic market" to "oversaturate" in fandom. good gravy.

[cordeliawhohung-deactivated2024]

i need everyone reading this post to remember that writing is not "content." writing is art. you don't look at a painting of an ocean and say "eh, it's overdone." you look at it and think its beautiful, because it is, and y'all better start treating writing the same fucking way before you lose your favorite authors for good.

Art is not something to be capitalized on. Stop treating it like it is.

[irisbleufic]

ILU @impishtubist for these tags

[mintbees]

okay americans how’d i do

[dr-gloom]

There are so many parts of this that just genuinely brighten my day

[that-house]

Making a shitty one-page RPG called Oh Shit It’s the Killer. The premise is simple: you’re a high schooler spending the weekend in the woods with your besties. The Killer is there also. He is trying to the Kill you

[that-house]

I say shitty not to demean the quality of my work but because it’s less an exercise in good game design and more an attempt to induce paranoid internal conflict that turns into murder (in game of course). It has like three mechanics and one of them actively encourages you to murder the other PCs

[that-house]

Great news!

It’s done

I put like three braincells into this, so if there’s anything about it that outright sucks, uh. Sorry not sorry, L + ratio + let’s use the 1-page restriction as an excuse for any unfun mechanics

[that-house]

“What if there was a game about being a genre-savvy slasher protagonist murdering their way to the role of Final Girl?”

“Sounds cool when exactly does the PvP start”

“character creation”

[voiceboss]

Visit Original Link

[contaiinedarmageddon2]

[caffeine-clouds]

Please. Understand my vision.

[catchymemes]

[ralfmaximus]

phrog

[casputin]

What a phantastically drawn (and fysically phit) phrog. I love his tiny tofat.

[chongoblog]

hey just so you know, op of that post you reblogged let the dogs out :/

[supergameboytwo]

who?

[alternativeulster]

who?

[dragongirltongue]

who?

[acreaturecalledgreed]

who?

[sonicdesolation]

Issue 2 Cover

(Issue 1) (Next)

[ratrrriot]

Besties at the concert 🐝🎸

also i know hot honey is probably a boyband or something but here's a playlist based on what i like to imagine Amy's taste in music is like :

[genderenvyninja]

My man is talking in symbols

[sourfrootz]

who are these people

[jasethegooberton]

sorry I had to

[b0nkcreat]

due to popular demand…. my sick mens return. look at them NEOWW

[sophbun]

thursday

[sephiramy]

me, incorrect: everyone is probably sick of me drawing this character by now...

my inner voice, wise: ah, but this cannot be... because I am part of "everyone"... and until I am sick of drawing them... it will not be everyone

me, opening a new blank canvas: ur so right

[commander-chaoss]

Reblog if you never once have been even remotely bothered by seeing someone draw the same character over and over again

[memesandlaughs]

[owl-librarian]

#you just made it a higher stakes game of hide and seek

[deadmomjokes]

Having gone to this University, and having personally played hide and seek in the Harris Fine Arts Center, I guarantee you that NOBODY finds hiders unless they, too, are familiar with the bowels of the HFAC. Once you get down to the practice-room levels, time stops completely and you could walk up the back stair and end up in 1967. The halls change at least 8 times an hour, there’s no way you’re getting back out the same way you came in. When the lights start going off at 10 the whole bottom 3 floors descend into some subsection of the fey realm. I once hid up on the balcony stage access fire-escape thing of a lower-level theater, and 3 faculty walked by under me and not a one of them noticed the hulking, wheezing asthmatic lurking above them, half dangling off a rickety metal ladder that probably wasn’t supposed to be climbed. A fellow hider friend came and found me, and we sat up there for 30 minutes listening to some distant clicking sound before we realized nobody was actually going to find us. We had no cell service, and no internet to reach anyone. We got lost trying to get back out, and once we resurfaced, everyone else was gone, the building was empty, and we just went home to eat ice cream. Nobody knew where we had disappeared to, and nobody bothered to check if we were there before leaving. For all I know, they just assumed we had been lost to the gaping maw of the HFAC basement and when they saw us at church on Sunday it was probably like they’d seen a ghost. None of us ever mentioned it again.

Basically what I’m saying is Campus Police had no hope of finding them in the first place and probably lost an officer or two if they actually conducted a real search, because nobody except Senior art majors or veteran custodians actually knows how to navigate that building and make it out in the same dimension they entered from. Not at 11pm anyway.

[meow-moment]

This is better than any horror story and it’s all fucking real apparently

[7violetmadness7]

✨ boobs ✨