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Being a collective of many cartoon minds, our gender identities are outside the scope of a lifeless, unseeing human’s bland comprehension of reality, but

They/them Keekooie pronouns are story-centric.

If you stumbled across this account, you'll learn it's a revolving door of too many things, the way a tumblr blog should actually be. I don't have a good breakdown yet, but important matters need be addressed-

Here's a rule of thumb:

Do not interact if you are under 18. This account is run by an adult, and ONLY wants to be followed by and interacted with by other adults. Also understand my stances are profic even though I am not involved in or invested in the community discoursing through it. I am simply trying to meet an overview of where I draw the line with fiction (dead dove, enjoy your cartoons and fictional toys however you want to eat them, but keep tangible, real-world harm and justifications for violence far, far the fuck away from me) without needing to elaborate beyond what was just stated. Now you know what to expect. If this makes you uncomfortable, please silently look away or block me, do not believe I want to conflict about it or be aware you exist. Otherwise, enjoy my art, musings, and cartoons while understanding I have a darker, mature sense of comedy, cartoon humor and won't be giving my world to those who didn't want to find it in the first place. On the offhand chance a child or anti-shipper engages with my art or posts in passing, while I can't explicitly prevent it, I do NOT want that audience and will block children and those-who-wouldn't-enjoy-my-work preemptively as it comes to my attention.

I'm not here to pick up after someone's child's or immature, disturbingly-enraged-over-kissing-cartoon-ship-art adult's unrestricted internet access when my own life has enough torture running through it. Please, no more trauma and/or misplaced aggression, I can't stomach it.

I just want to have every idea of mine somewhere where it can be seen, so please be aware you exist and enjoy my love I am collecting and attempting to still give out to those who wished for it in the face of everything.

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Because their actions are a direct reflection of what they want to have happen to them in their life. Something about projection and fostering the environment they want. Likeminded people stick together and all learn the same motives and behave with them at each other.

Also i’m so mad i didnt do some of my illustrations i made recently in high res after spending my entire life doing art in high res bc I sorta gave up on assuming i’d ever want to print things and it didn’t matter(??) and now there’s no way to change it without redrawing it and i’m kicking whatever gave me that idea because now I wanted to sell them in my shop. I guess they can be postcards.

Oh my god shop is so close to launching and it’s gonna be such a big part of me also hoping I can take some of the earnings from it and put it in its own little money jar to fund my passion projects and see them through way quicker 🤞

Even just ONE person helping me w/ storyboards could have knocked my pilots out by now bc my mind needs it also as a personal motivator to follow through. Like my ideas are basically ready to go its just too much design and detail oriented work for one person to do at a break-neck pace when they have to keep prioritizing everything else and its killing my heart I know how good and unique my stories are and I know they’d be bigger than the popular stuff rn if I had a world that was giving me the fucking stability and opportunities to just have it happen.

But the other night I had one where my honey was in bed next to me and I looked over at them, and they were a fucking fender stratocaster. And I was like “oh yeah, thank god I sleep with my guitar”

It’s so irrational and I am so at a loss. I’ve never been complimented or even noticed for my obvious abilities in any field, and right now I can’t even be noticed for my legitimate range in voices, so I don’t even get to stand at the starting line with other voice actors who are learning because I don’t get to be treated or witnessed as one. As with every skill, even once I’m way beyond beginner. I don’t know why or how this happened except people deliberately not valuing those skills lying over my life which happened so much I’m now stuck by it and can’t talk candidly about my own situation from my actual narrative and truth.

everything is so full of shit lMAO I recorded a video of me watching and talking about the first episode of pokemon not knowing (bc it wasn't a issue ever before) that the episode was playing over my voice so i couldn't be heard when i was talking so now i gotta rerecord it so nvm i guess