True Ultimate Motherfucker

I’m obsessed with final forms. THE SYMBOLISM OF YOUR ACTIONS/PERSONALITY HAS BECOME A PART OF YOUR PHYSICAL SELF. ( AND NOW YOURE A MONSTER.)

"it's easy to write female characters just write characters as genderless and then make them women" is such awful writing advice and yet I keep seeing it pop up.

this is because she is only one year old.

the “why are so many yuri manga set at an age of intense self-discovery and change? Are they pedophiles??” discourse you see pop up every now and again is unbearable.

"it would be so good if it was good" will haunt you but "it's extremely good, except for the one or two parts which are so bad it's genuinely kind of insulting" will straight up drive you insane

sometimes i wonder if we have forgotten that sharing creative work is, fundamentally, a bid for human connection. like I'm not posting art or fic for 'engagement' i'm posting it looking for other sickos to play with! i'd be making it anyway for my own gratification because there's something wrong with me, i'm sharing it hoping we can have something wrong with us together <3

if somone made pixel art of mulch id be very happy boy

throwback to the time i didn’t realize that mulch was the name of someone’s fursona

Arugula is some crap they found on the ground for real

thats because its plance. there are others as well

Whatttt is with the tendency of Tumblr users to seek absolution from every single person who offhandedly posts about disagreeing with something they do

I say this not unkindly, but firmly: to function as a member of a social species, you have to get comfortable with the idea that not everyone will like you

not to question metal gear logic but being jabbed in the eye socket (of the eye you just got blown out like. today) by spindly little twink fingers would HURT you wouldnt be smirking like “hehe wrong eye”