Main Blog: Likes, Follows, and Other Interactions are from here. Mostly Guild Wars 2 with a bit of random here and there. Expect to find reblogs, screenshots of varying qualities, scribblings, bits of roleplay, and ramblings.
I was forcibly logged out of tumblr, locked out because apparently 2FA was enabled (which I did not have on my current phone), and had to wait until the help desk got back to me and the sudden migraine to go away so that I can log back in and fix my stuff.
The fact that the help desk was actually helpful is a HUGE shock to me.
These are technically the same character, who I am exploring through their adventures in Tyria. I’m excited to draw them more as they grow beyond their early days still under the boughs of the Pale Tree. It’s neat to see these pieces side by side…
so, i live on the fourth floor of an apartment building that faces a fairly busy street; it’s on a hill so car noises are pretty regular over the course of the day. because i’m high above the street, you obviously can’t see the cars unless you look out the window, right? but sometimes the sun reflects off the car roofs or whatever, and so there’ll be a light on my ceiling as a car passes by.
so my cat? whenever he hears a loud engine, day or night, he looks at my ceiling. even if there is no refraction going on. to him, those are the sounds of light on the ceiling. sometimes the light appears and there is a loud noise. it’s 8pm and a truck just passed and he watched the ceiling as the car moved past my windows – no reflection this time of night, but trucks are ceiling creatures and i just think that’s such a like – it’s a good correlation, buddy!! you figured it out!! you’re wrong but you’re so smart!!
this is NOT WHAT I WAS EXPECTING FROM THIS POST but anyway here’s my cat stalking trucks (on the ceiling)
For the Give Away I did a while ago, I got to draw the wonderful and cool Nisha for @kerra-and-company! This was a super fun drawing to do and I loved doing the detailing on xer armour and trying to think of a background that fit the story this piece was a part of!
(And a crop of just Nisha because the image is so long!)
Some art I did of the Heart Warband- Saryed’s three cubs! From left to right: Tiberius Heartripper (warrior), Amor Trueheart (ranger), and Ambrosia Heartstalker (thief). They’re so fun to draw :D (Do not repost- reblogs and comments are heavily appreciated!!)
“no thoughts head empty” is a fun little phrase i like to say for comedic effect but in reality i dont know what thats like because adhd brain go thinkthinkthinkTHINKcantnotTHINKthinkthink
When we’re new to adulthood, it doesn’t immediately occur to all of us that you’re almost always allowed to leave a situation, because growing up we’re forced to stay in situations until someone dismisses us and/or takes us home, or if we do leave on our own accord there’s someone waiting at home to say “we don’t quit in this family!” Boring party? You can leave. You don’t like the lecture? You can walk out. New doctor not working out? You can end the appointment, you don’t need to wait for them to dismiss you. Bad date? You can just go home. Leaving a situation prematurely might have consequences, but unless you’re under arrest or serving prison time, it’s pretty much always allowed.
A while back, I called for a Lyft ride home from the airport. The lyft pulled up, he called my name, and I opened the door and climbed in. While I was climbing in he was getting out, which I didn’t realize until he opened the back door on the other side.
Him: I’ll put your bag in the trunk. Me: Oh, there’s no need. Him: I’ll just put it back there. Me: I prefer to keep my bag with me.
I was also still holding onto it so he couldn’t just grab it, and when I said “I prefer to keep it with me” this cloud of rage crossed his face.
Him: Then get out. Me: Excuse me? Him: Get out, I don’t want your bag fucking up my upholstery.
Now, this was a weekender – essentially an upscale duffle bag. Small, almost brand new, easily fitting on the middle-seat beside me.
I don’t know if he was just really intense about his upholstery or if he was running some kind of scam, but either way I now DEFINITELY was not going to let him separate me from my bag.
So I said “Okay,” and I picked up my bag and got out, took out my phone, and cancelled him as my driver.
He looked at me like I’d grown a second head. There was this moment of total disconnect in his face, and then he started ranting about how someone had damaged his upholstery and they needed to put their bags in the back and he wasn’t going to have me getting his upholstery dirty.
I said, “I’m out of your car. Drive on, I’ll get another,” and held up my phone.
This had clearly never happened before – it looked like plenty of people had thought “This guy is crazy” but went the “so I’d better let him do what he wants” route instead of “so I’m getting out of his car”. Which is totally normal! We’re socialized to prioritize “not making a scene” over personal safety. But when you do call that bluff, when you defy the social convention that the other person is counting on to make you do what they want you to do, they don’t know how to react, which gives you time for a clean getaway. And maybe he thought I was a dickhead but what do I care what an asshole thinks of me?
Anyway the moral of the story is yes, you should know that you can almost always leave a situation and often it’s in your best interest to do so.
(Right after I called for another car he picked up a fare using Quick Match or whatever it’s called, peeled out of the Lyft lane, and hit another car well nigh immediately.)
