I Am Going To Be Fed From This Singular Rap For The Next Month I Swear To God.

when she says she doesn’t send nudes

I draw sometimes but it’s not very good

also I snuck in a few owl house glyphs because I’m a nerd

I was looking back thru more recent art and I somehow never posted this here??? (or at least I cant find it) Anyways heres the bfs trio having a snowball fight from last November LOL

(aka top ten pics taken 0.5 seconds before Adora goes She-Ra and Wrecks It)

Reblog if you think that someone can be pansexual.

My mom thinks that pansexuality is a made up term and that people can’t be pansexual, as well as also denying the existence of asexuality and bisexuality. I’d like to show her this post.

this is an experiment:

trying to prove something to my friends

REBLOG IF YOU THINK PANSEXUALITY AND BISEXUALITY ARE TWO DIFFERENT, VALID SEXUALITIES

Aletheia, a Scott centric Empires SMP x 3rd Life fanfic

No warnings, 4301 words. Past Scott/Jimmy. Angst and emotional hurt. 

Read on ao3 here! 

Summary:

Aletheia: unclosedness, unconcealedness, disclosure, truth; the state of not being hidden, the state of being evident. Opposite of Lethe, meaning oblivion, forgetfulness, concealment.

Scott remembers Third Life, as much as he would rather not. He’s an Emperor, now, with an Emperor’s business to attend to, and that includes meeting with the ancient deer deity of his kingdom, who is far more perceptive than he would like.

Or, Scott does not want to talk about Jimmy, but that matters little when your new god can read your thoughts.

Excerpt:

He meets the Guardian of Rivendell in a small clearing of stone and spruce in a jagged crack in the mountainside only accessible by air and by magic.

It’s snow-frosted, like everything else in Rivendell, crystals hanging from pine needles and glittering in the afternoon sun, grass crunching beneath his footfalls. The trees are tall and dark and reaching for the sky in their cloaks of wintergreen, berry bushes and brambles a circlet upon the earth’s burdened brow. The berries are holly, yew, toxic-bright, like splashes of blood, like eyes. The thought startles Scott, heart throbbing in his throat, and he tears his own eyes- blue eyes- away.

He is alone and then he is not.

Why did you call me, Guardian?

You are troubled. Now, come and talk with me a while.

Me_irl

2012 raph doesn't want to talk about it 😔

Last night I asked on twitter if anyone wanted to help crowdfund making a big Catradora vid and a lot of people said yes so, I’m offering it here too! I wanna make an animatic to the song “Crossing the Line” from the Tangled series, but I can’t take away from work so… I’m gonna try and make it work!

As you can see it’s all thumbnailed and I’ve already gotten some donations so I only need around 170$ to cover the time I think it’ll take to make it (paying myself the bare minimum lol). 

If you want to help you can donate to my kofi here: https://ko-fi.com/kaereth !!!!

If you include a name, I will credit everyone who helped make it happen via their kofi name in the video! And I will obviously refund anyone who donates if we don’t reach goal. Anything donated above the goal will go toward me improving the vid (rn its gonna be pretty rough)!

PS: the way I’ve plotted it, the video WILL be pro catradora despite the song I swear lol