Fox in Sox

Writers have two modes and they are "i haven't written in three weeks and i am rotting from the inside and everything feels wrong and i don't know who i am anymore" and "i wrote for four hours straight and forgot to eat and it's dark outside and when did that happen and i feel like a god" and there is nothing in between. no chill. no medium setting. just famine or feast and a very confused nervous system.

do you ever feel yourself fail a charisma check in real time

writing isn’t hard. i just have to extract 80,000 words from my brain using sheer psychic force

Reblog if you don't use Generative AI to write fanfics/original fics or to create fanart/original art.

people who don't use or spend time on tumblr don't really understand how solid this place is for creatives and how we could be living in artist utopia if they fully undid the nsfw ban. the tag system? the dashboard? the silly anons who will send you the most insane sentences known to mankind? having your very old, shitty art make the rounds again because somebody finds value from it and wants to show their friends? no other place even comes close

god's weakest soldier is scrolling tumblr instead of being productive or participating in any of their hobbies

drake?

josh?

where’s the body of christ?