[penguin screeches]

oh okay. heart steps right out of my chest and falls down the stairs

Tib and Dante (my OC’s) in a Modern day College AU for fun

Good Omens 2 feels like fanfiction not because of its contents but because the author is here on tumblr posting things like "hehe not sorry >:)" and getting hate anons

Fixed it

The original tweet is the corniest thing I’ve ever fucking seen

A. They're not gonna tip you, periodt. So already the $10mil is looking better.

B. They're not gonna talk to you, so any "business advice" you thought was gonna be worth more than $10mil, that's null and void, aint happening.

C. Here's the real secret of their "success"; they're all bad people. That's literally it. They're willing to lie, steal, cheat, bully, oppress, rape, etc to get what they want, and their appetites are never sated, so they never stop lying, cheating, etc. You don't get that kind of money through hard honest work. If you're willing to be a big enough piece of shit, you could easily be one of these guys.

So yeah, if someone's offering that choice, get it in writing and stay the hell away from these creeps.

But if you're serving them you can poison the food

Some birds are air Elementals and some are of watery nature and others still are of earthly disposition. If there are fire element birds nobody is quite sure yet.

does the golden pheasant mean nothing to you

Gay wind elemental

What about the Aleutian Auklet, a bird whose habitat requires ongoing volcanic activity?

Or Maleos, birds which rely on solar/geothermal heat for egg incubation?

Potentially of mixed firey/earthy nature.

The Whistling Kite is one of three species of "Fire hawks" in Australian that purposefully set fire to the environment to drive out prey

Here are some Black Kites watching their work in progress

I was thinking recently about how "alt" subcultures are so aestheticized now but they used to be much more about your societal views than the clothes you wore or even the bands you listened to, and my brain connected some dots. Idk if this is anything

Yes, this is it! This is exactly it!!

Five beers deep watching dogman sighting videos with the homie and his eyes start seeming pretty like a girls and his smile is like no other

TONY LEUNG ⋄ IN THE MOOD FOR LOVE 花樣年華 2000┃Wong Kar Wai

I fucked up so badly on this sudoku page no ones ever gonna wanna have sex with me

When a physicist falls in love :)

Richard Feynman's love letter to his deceased wife, 1946.

I assumed this was going to go in the direction of a serious diatribe on abuse, so the reaction image took me OUT

It’s both neatly packaged in a single image.

Neil has spoken 👏

yeah bro it's a character study. the 2 thousand words of blowjob is vital to the study of the character

i feel like i had a massive breakthrough with understanding in hindsight how adhd has affected my relationship with art, and i sat there for about an hour just like

I wanted to expand on this a bit and see if it resonated with any other artists. I do wanna preface, all of this is subjective and just me considering my own experiences. I'm not an expert on ADHD.

A huge part of ADHD, as most people who have it know, is executive dysfunction - which leads to procrastination. To cut several studies short, it basically boils down to a difficulty in regulating emotions around tasks, time management, prioritization, initiation, etc. Its why its so difficult to just get up and do the dishes when you realize it needs doing.

Because this causes us to let people down, struggle to meet deadlines, or overwhelm ourselves with TASK BUILDUP, it all sort of preemptively burdens you with feelings of guilt, shame, and stress when you have a task that needs to be done. Yes, doing the dishes isn't actually THAT hard, but its never about the difficulty of the task. Just the emotions that have difficulty being regulated around completing it.

Most people get "the good brain feelings" when they successfully complete a task like this. ADHD people rarely do, because its a matter of brute force; so no reward, and even less of an incentive to do it. The reward function in our brains is wired differently.

And that's where distractability comes in.

Yes, people who struggle with procrastination may put off priority tasks, but most of the time they're not just sitting idle. They'll start deep cleaning a room, organizing drawers, catching up on other things that fell to the wayside (thanks to procrastination whoops). I can't claim to know how the ADHD brain works or the intricacies involved. But I get most things done when I'm procrastinating doing something else important. For some reason, unlike just brute forcing the priority task, the distractions (or "branch tasks" I like to call them) do actually give me the good brain feelings. Is it masking the shame of being unable to complete the big task by completing other low-priority tasks in the meantime? Maybe.

So what does this have to do with art?

For a lot of us, myself included, we started drawing in school. Usually during class. When we had very important priority tasks to focus on. But you know what's better than learning about Henry VIII? Drawing in the margins of your schoolbook. Art sort of began as a distraction, or "branch task" for when I struggled to complete homework, or pay attention in class. It made me feel good in an environment where I otherwise felt like a failure.

Moving into college, coursework became the priority task for 2 years. That's when I started my webcomic, and oh boy did I draw a LOT. Probably because I was procrastinating on writing essays that were due the next day. It was always "I'll just finish colouring this page and THEN I'll start my essay".

When I left college and decided to become a freelance artist, I noticed it wassssss a lot harder to get pages done on a weekly basis. I started falling behind. I started getting bogged down with feelings of guilt and stress and shame for letting down readers, for not drawing enough, for - oh fuck you see what happened, art became "the priority task". Its no longer a "branch task" while I avoid something more important. It BECAME the important thing, and took on the burden of my executive dysfunction's shame and guilt. And whether I want to or not, my brain is desperately trying to drag me away from these negative feelings.

In my case, at least, I think that's why it's been difficult to pick up a pen and draw for the last few years. I finished a contract with [REDACTED BECAUSE NDA], and the entire time I was working with them (unmedicated mind you), I was like "wow i JUST want to work on my webcomic again" (it crept back into "branch task" territory). The second I finished my contract? Boom, all motivation gone. Priority task territory again. Can't have that.

Do I have an answer for this to repair my relationship with art? Not yet. Not really. There are a lot of other factors as well, not just this. But it's something I've been thinking about lately.

It is literally impossible to be a woman. You are so beautiful, and so smart, and it kills me that you don’t think you’re good enough. Like, we have to always be extraordinary, but somehow we’re always doing it wrong. 

You have to be thin, but not too thin. And you can never say you want to be thin. You have to say you want to be healthy, but also you have to be thin. You have to have money, but you can’t ask for money because that’s crass. You have to be a boss, but you can’t be mean. You have to lead, but you can’t squash other people’s ideas. You’re supposed to love being a mother, but don’t talk about your kids all the damn time. You have to be a career woman, but also always be looking out for other people. You have to answer for men’s bad behavior, which is insane, but if you point that out, you’re accused of complaining. You’re supposed to stay pretty for men, but not so pretty that you tempt them too much or that you threaten other women because you’re supposed to be a part of the sisterhood. But always stand out and always be grateful. But never forget that the system is rigged. So find a way to acknowledge that but also always be grateful. You have to never get old, never be rude, never show off, never be selfish, never fall down, never fail, never show fear, never get out of line. It’s too hard! It’s too contradictory and nobody gives you a medal or says thank you! And it turns out in fact that not only are you doing everything wrong, but also everything is your fault.

I’m just so tired of watching myself and every single other woman tie herself into knots so that people will like us. And if all of that is also true for a doll just representing women, then I don’t even know

-Gloria’s monologue from the Barbie movie