Be there.
I AM S C R E A M I N G
Make your big bad a grouping of liches/demons based on the seven sins.
Pride: The best magic user. There is NO ONE better than them. No one will EVER be better than them.
Envy: A man turned lich out of fear after his elven wife left him so she wouldn’t watch him die. He terrorizes all her lovers.
Gluttony: Consumed by their constant hunger from their former life they now devour the souls of lost and weary travelers and children.
Sloth: once a lazy king who ruled a great floating kingdom, he turned lich after he refused to put out the effort to stop a sorceress from destroying everything. She cursed him to a life of being bound by his soul to the very throne he would sink with. He saps life from the ocean without even lifting a finger.
Lust: A lich who lusts after bodies. They are constantly jumping from body to body. Trying to sate their lust for the next best looking body.
Greed: A lich who collects parts. He collects as many parts as he can to build horrible monsters in his lab. He will stop at nothing to get the best parts.
Wrath: A former man who died in his prime. Death turned him hateful and twisted. He believes that life is pointless and that death will always win out. He wishes greatly to see the flame of life sniffed out entirely.
It’s a sibling’s job to kickstart that existential crises young.
my brain when i’m starting to hyperfixate on something:
then you never really knew me at all
Listen to the kitty, please don’t scroll I’ll make it quick.
Okay so I really don’t want to annoy you guys and I normally don’t do that but I’m having an issue here. I’ve been on Tumblr for a few years now, and the platform was almost perfect to post my art: I got publicity, and people were eager to enjoy my work, but…there’s decline lately, because people have stopped reblogging.
I think it came to every artist’s attention, and there’s a significant impact. I am struggling to make my Patreon work, and struggling on Tumblr too because it seems like no one is interested in anything (except memes, but I can’t blame you, my sense of humor is broken too.). Anyway, be it paranoia or bad luck, but when I put links on my art, they get less notes. Obviously I do make fanart and comics because I enjoy it enormously, but also because I like to contribute to fandoms and make people happy; so, supporting artists is a freaking neat idea!
Unfortunately, I’m not getting the exposure I want here and that’s a bigggg problem. It’s frustrating too. I am still staying here (Until this website dies, but I think that God himself cannot annihilate this place.) but! I am linking my Patreon and especially my new Twitter account (which is still under construction) but where I’ll post my public art, so click there if you’re interested ! 💖 💖 💖
Patreon
I’m giving you a bit of background since I’m at it. I’ve been studying english for 5 years and after getting my degree, I said to myself “Hey, english is cool but art is cooler. I should give it a try” my dear mother said “no” and I was like “How about i do it anyway” because that’s the kind of responsible person I am.
And this is how I enrolled myself in a very expensive preparatory Art school, that I’m fully paying. Because, yeah, my very traditional Albanian parents were not really thrilled by this decision at all (Uh.) Long story short, I’m not asking for a Paypal transaction or a gofundme page, but juuuust a tiny bit of support, so I can get pocket money from time to time would be glorious. S u p p o r t A r t i s t s. Because they spend 4, 5 to 6 hours per drawings for your fandoms, and they’re getting paid in p e a n u t s. I apologize in advance if I seem arrogant or too forward, but things need to be said. It is hell.
So, please reblog 💖 Thanks for reading ! 💖
always pondering the brothers these days... aaalways
I am an adult with ADHD. I was a child with ADHD.
What an awful acronym.
“I’m so ADHD today!”
No you’re fucking not. You don’t know what that means. It’s not:
“Oh look a squirrel”
I mean yeah, by all means look at that animal. It’s awesome… I wonder how many nuts it can hold in its cheeks… wait. Where was I?
Inattention
Attention Decficit Hyperactive Disorder. That doesn’t accurately describe my life. My life is wondering what it’s like to have quiet. My brain is never quiet. ADHD is starting this poem SEVEN times because I couldn’t decide if I wanted it to be about my disorder or about a love gone wrong… or maybe both.
In the midst of thoughts of drag, work, trying to remember if I ate today and wondering how someone figured out that we could cook potatoes one hundred different ways but only like two ways to cook an eggplant; fifty percent of my rotating, ever-changing, ebbing and flowing thoughts are CONSUMED by you.
How you expect me to apologize for your assault on my brain. How I have to defend my reputation and honor from the lies you spit behind my back to fuel your twisted illusion that I’m the bad guy.
And I’m not fucking immature!
I am far from immature. Being playful is far from immature. It’s creative. It’s fun. I’m not boring.
Fuck you.
Did I finish my drink? I can’t remember if I finished my drink? Do you still think you’re feeling “ADHD today”? Have you counted how many times I’ve changed the subject?
Let me tell you about RSD then. Do you know what that is?
Rejection Sensitive Dsyphoria
Yeah, that’s as fun as it sounds. RSD is defined as an extreme emotional sensitivity and emotional pain triggered by the PERCEPTION, not necessarily the reality, that a person has been rejected, teased or critized by important people in their life.
I think I’ve fucked up a lot probably because you sneezed weirdly in my direction. FUCK.
How do I fix this? Do you still like me? The tone in your voice when you said “Hi” today was different.
DAMNIT.
Where did I put my keys?
What was I talking about again?
More Shirodad stuff no one asked for 🐿️
We are T E A M C R A F T E D