my favourite tumbler on tumblr <3
used this website for pose references! I want to get better at drawing people (I find it so hard to draw bodies without references).
they are my little guy & I love them

my favourite tumbler on tumblr <3
used this website for pose references! I want to get better at drawing people (I find it so hard to draw bodies without references).
they are my little guy & I love them
life actually gets better when you leave the house consistently btw like im serious
if you don't know where to go, just wander! go to the store and don't buy anything, go to the library just to sit and do whatever you were going to do at home, go to a park and just walk around/sit outside for a bit (weather permitting, of course)
just put some headphones in and walk around the block a couple times if you really have nothing else to do, just getting a bit of air and change of scenery is so good for you
me the first few weeks of forcing myself to go on daily walks (it gets better tho)
i really need tumblr to learn the concept of “if you physically cannot do this then this post is not talking about you” because jesus christ.
@a-spectacular-pigeon you get it.
some fools be like “i play games to escape my responsibilities” then pick tank or healer
in my greatest fantasies i am able to help people
In my fantasies I can prevent people from being hurt, even if it means I get hurt in their stead.
In my fantasies i dont have to know how to aim
Like a liturgy, I repeated the question. “Whence comes the Fool and why?”
“Whence? Ah, whence?” He went nose to nose with Ratsy for a moment, formulating a reply to his own question. Then he met my eyes. “Go south, Fitz. To lands past the edges of every map that Verity has ever seen. And past the edges of the maps made in those countries as well. Go south, and then east across a sea you have no name for. Eventually, you would come to a long peninsula, and on its snaking tip you would find the village where a Fool was born. You might even find, still, a mother who recalled her wormy-white babe, and how she cradled me against her warm breast and sang.” He glanced up at my incredulous, enraptured face and gave a short laugh. “You cannot even picture it, can you? Let me make it harder for you. Her hair was long and dark and curling, and her eyes were green. Fancy that! Of such rich colors was this transparency made. And the fathers of the colorless child? Two cousins, for that was the custom of that land. One broad and swarthy and full of laughter, ruddy-lipped and brown-eyed, a farmer smelling of rich earth and open air. The other as narrow as the one was wide, and gold to his bronze, a poet and songster, blue-eyed. And, oh, how they loved me and rejoiced in me! All the three of them, and the village as well. I was so loved.” His voice grew soft, and for a moment he fell silent. I knew with great certainty that I was hearing what no other had ever heard from him. I remembered the time I had ventured into his room, and the exquisite little doll in its cradle that I had found there. Cherished as the Fool had once been cherished. I waited.
Robin Hobb's Royal Assassin
Chapter 15 - "Secrets"
Oleg Trofimov (b.1962) - Rainy Night in Paris. 2009. Oil on canvas.
another thing abt me. i use the 👍 emoji very liberally. im not being sarcastic or passive aggressive im being like cool ok or thanks for the heads up or etc. to me 👍 is an innocent happy polite little emoji
me when i 👍
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[#FFF206 Sink or Swim]
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The Collective <3
we should globally ban the introduction of more powerful computer hardware for 10-20 years, not as an AI safety thing (though we could frame it as that), but to force programmers to optimize their shit better
I reblogged this like 9 times kinda jokingly, but software should be able to run on older and less powerful hardware, and consume less power on newer hardware. Like, this is a real problem imo
so you’re telling me it takes a billion times more computing power to type a simple document than it took to put humans on the moon. okay.
His Autistic Swag has bewitched me both Body and Soul.
[ID: a screenshot of Xenk Yendar from Dungeons & Dragons: Honor among Thieves sitting on a horse in full armor, looking serious. End ID]
solitaire really is the most autistic game fr. it's just sorting cards. 10/10 activity
solitaire really is the most autistic game fr. it's just sorting cards. 10/10 activity
The Chronicles of Dean Dangerous, a self published novel that remained relatively unknown until it was given an award winning film adaptation by the only director who could possibly be interested in it, the brilliantly weird Abed Nadir
cats have such a beautiful relationship to space. I’ve never seen an animal so small able to take up half the length of a couch simply by sitting in the least efficient spot possible