https://youtu.be/4rF_wlPrjAo (click this)

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I live for drawing stuff like this

Incorrect quote by @starlight-sanders

General tag list:

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Bonus:

you don’t need to be super skinny to be beautiful.

stretch marks are not ugly or gross.

get your hair cut the way you like it.

your clothes should make you feel comfortable.

it’s okay to change the way you look, but you don’t have to unless you want to.

When I tried to talk about these things with other people, they always rationalized it away. (I told my dad once that my caseworker was reading my e-mails as I wrote them, demonstrating extreme disrespect for my privacy, and he said, “Well, she’s probably making sure you don’t use the internet to goof off.” I was 22 years old.)

 People tend to mock the idea that telling an adult when to go to bed, when to eat, etc., is a human rights violation, even though they would find it outrageous and absurd if anyone came into their lives to do the same thing to them.

But like Thomas has said before:

Day two of the Thirteen Days of Halloween series! Fantastic art by @ierindoodles here Prompt:  Pumpkin

Summary:  With the changing of the seasons comes all sorts of fun Fall activities Patton is so excited to do with his famILY.  The only problem is that they… don’t seem that interested.  Romantic royality.  Hurt / Comfort, but mostly disgustingly fluffy.

Word Count: 3568

Trigger Warnings:  Mentions of knives; self-deprecation; sympathetic Deceit.

Crisp, cool autumnal air drifted into the furthest corners of the mindscape, carrying with it the smell of falling leaves.  Patton’s eyes snapped open, and he tumbled out of bed, scrambling to throw open his window.  He marveled through wide, sparkling eyes at the changing of the seasons, so slow in real life yet so quick here.

The forest beyond his window rippled, color spreading like spilled paints.  Green was splashed over with the most breathtaking oranges and reds and browns and yellows, spreading faster and faster until the world beyond Patton’s window was overtaken by Fall.  He breathed out a soft sound of awe.  Roman really outdid himself this time.

He would’ve stayed, nose pressed against the window and breath fogging up the glass, but the morning was already beginning to ripen, and as the steadily-climbing sun set aflame the brilliant colors of the forest, he spotted something.

Logan: Waterfall.

1) Cultivate an awareness of the Inner Critic. Often, we insult ourselves so habitually we literally stop noticing. The first step is to learn to recognize when that inner voice is starting to rag on you. 

2) Make a deliberate change. Once you’ve learned to recognize the inner critic, start making contrary statements. You don’t have to have a full-blown argument, but try simply offering up a counterpoint. Example:  Inner Critic: Ugh I can’t believe you only got a C on this test, you’re so stupid! Counterpoint: This is a particularly difficult subject for me, and I aced my other test. It’s okay if I’m not perfect in every subject. 

or

Inner Critic: You look really awful in this outfit. You’re way too (tall/short/skinny/fat/whatever) to wear it.  Counterpoint: This outfit is comfortable and I feel happy wearing it. I’m wearing it for me. No one else is paying as much attention to it as I am, so I don’t need to feel self-conscious. 

3) Stop the critic in its tracks. Once you’re able to identify AND offer counterpoints to the inner critic, you’ll learn to hear it coming. That nagging feeling of insecurity that is about to turn into a full-blown self-insult session? Stop it before it starts. Recognize your circumstances but tell the critic to sit down and shut up before it even opens its mouth. 

One neat tip I’ve seen floating around here: pretend the critic is someone you absolutely loathe. That makes it much easier to argue with. If the critic isn’t you but is, say, Donald Trump, it’s suddenly easier to shut it down.

Example: 

Trump voice: You shouldn’t wear that outfit.  You: Fuck you, Spray-tan, I look fucking fantastic.

They become a familiar sight in the marketplace.

“Here’s your change, ma'am. One gold piece.” The merchant holds out a palm, on top of which rests a tiny, brilliantly colored creature clutching a single gold coin.

“That’s a dragon,” you say dumbly. “One piece… and a dragon.”

“Yes.”

You cautiously reach out and attempt to take your change. You tug. It holds. You tug harder. The dragon lets loose a tiny, protective growl.

“Ma'am–no, ma'am, you have to take the dragon, too.”

“Sorry?”

The seller notes your dubious expression. “Not from around here, are ya?” They shrug. “Them’s the rules. Take the coin, take the dragon.”

They wait expectantly. Wondering how the world has so suddenly gone mad, you slowly, slowly hold out your hand.

The dragon perks right up. It scampers from their palm to yours with the coin clamped in its jaws and scales your sleeve with sharp little claws.

“Have a nice day, ma'am,” the merchant says. “Spend him soon, now, you hear? At another booth, if you can. He likes to travel.”

Met up with people I haven’t seen in a while and forgot I hadn’t come out to yet. Sometimes I still freeze. It happens to the best of us!

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Gender Slices: is an autobio comic about my own thoughts an experiences with gender and identity. I am nonbinary and use they/them pronouns.

Pining Roman ( + bonus oblivious Virgil )

he thinks he’s a master of romance until he realizes he’s fallen for the creepy emo without realizing it??? and when he does he’s like??? how long have I been liking him without even knowing and mistaking it for genuine platonic feelings???

*cue butterfly meme with Roman looking at his feelings for Virgil: is this platonic???*

and he knows Virgil doesn’t like romantic gestures so Roman has no idea what to do so he resorts to subtle flirting,, which only leads to an oblivious Virgil,,

R: “I might be a ghost because all I wanna do is call you boo-“ V: *looks into distance* “You know we might all just be ghosts since we’re just figments of a person and we’ll never have our own souls so it’s like we’re already dead-“ *continues existential crisis* R: *internally* wtf??

singing romantic Disney songs to try and serenade Virgil and when that doesn’t work he gets desperate and tries music more up Virgil’s alley

R: *singing sweetly* “when I was a young boy…~” V: *stoming madly* “MY FATHER” *throws a chair* “TOOK ME INTO THE CITY” *banging pots and pans together* “TO SEE A MARCHING BAND”

tried to write Virgil tragic and angsty but loving sonnets but just can’t and ends with a wastebasket full of crumpled up papers

Roman being an awkward little shit for the the first time in his life like when he leans into kiss Virgil when he thinks they’re having a moment™ and Virgil’s just like what’re you doing??? And Roman leans back and laughs and has to make up a fast excuse ohmygodquickhe’slookingatyoufunny-

Leaving roses for Virgil who just ends up getting mad because he has to pick them up and pricks himself and thinks Roman purposely meant for that.

Roman daydreaming quietly about Virgil and Logan being confused as to why he’s so silent for once.

Roman just being in love with the last person he’s think he’d ever fall for but not trading it for anything in the world.

Pining Virgil

knowing immediately he likes Roman a lot and hating himself for it,, getting all flustered around him, stuttering,, it really doesn’t do well for his aesthetic

thinking Roman will never like him back so accepting he’ll live in silent swooning for forever

that doesn’t mean he doesn’t accidentally try to confess to Roman every now and then

R: *pointing at a pretty sunset* “Look! It’s beautiful!” V: “You’re beautiful.” R: “What was that?” V: *vibrating nervously* “NOTHIN-”

Virgil reading cheesy romance novels to try and gain a better perspective on love and what it does to people.

R: “Is that Fault In Our Stars?” V: “N-no! It’s… Fault In Our Cars! Because I’ve suddenly had an odd obsession with problems with today’s automobiles.” R: ??

Virgil suddenly worried about his appearance like is his hair to messy?? is his makeup too much?? and then he gets mad at himself for trying to better himself for some stupid idiot,,, but he may or may not brush his hair now every so often

He just overall starts taking better care of himself and his health regardless if it’s because he’s pining over Roman or not

Whenever Roman does something cute Virgil gets a bit giggly which is not good for his edgy facade, lemme tell ya

R: “your face is a little red, Vi-“ V: “IT’S HOT IN HERE ANYONE ELSE HOT IN HERE HAHAHA-“