Nintendoubutuncooler - I Like Things

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I will not be taking commissions for OC/CC art as well (sorry I'm pretty selective with who I draw ship art with)

Thank you for all the recent love on my page! I hope to make some beautiful art with you :)

I love the concept of Shigeo/???% because, to me, he embodies the inevitability of self love. It is not always quick, it is not always easy, but it always comes in the end. You can let yourself be beaten down, broken, and not even try to save yourself or get up. You can convince yourself that you deserve it, that it must happen, and that you welcome its arrival. But there is an eternal, unkillable seed of stubbornness residing in the body that will try its fucking hardest to heal your wounds, to seek out pleasure, and keep you alive at all costs. There is something hallowed living in the body that will outlast the death of every goddamn star in the sky just to keep you safe. Because it loves you. Because it IS you. Because you are an irrepressible miracle of life and you cannot be separated from the impossible hope of it.

Mob has violently suppressed this part of himself for so long and let it build up and up and up through all of these near-death experiences and pain and torture. He let it get restless, afraid, and desperate, like a trapped animal; teeth bared, vicious, and alone. Shigeo loves Mob and IS Mob and Shigeo is tired of the suffering and the pain and ignoring every survival instinct he has. Ignoring the instinctual urge for justice and retaliation. Resisting his own need for happiness and relief.

When Mob is badly hurt—practically killed—and a breaking point is reached, with Shigeo crawling out of the prison of Mob’s heart and finally finally finally finding a release to the tension and the anxious, angry, devastated energy, he is hurting people. He is destroying property. He is Lashing Out at potential threats and old pains. He is protecting Mob at all costs, stuck in survival mode. Even then, with blood and destruction at his feet, worst nightmare realized, Mob still loves himself. At least a little bit. Because it is inevitable. It is built into the body. It is a requirement of being alive. It is cradling his face in its hands, bringing him closer and closer to the delicate hope of love.

He is staying alive, no matter what destruction awaits, because Shigeo loves himself and wants a second chance at authenticity and happiness, starting with Tsubomi. Against all odds, he desperately, incredibly, impossibly, amazingly still loves himself. And it brings him to his feet in the face of death itself.

it makes me so fucking angry. Why do palestinians trying to escape genocide have to ask how you are. Why do they have to apologize for sending asks. Why must every message stast with saying they wish the reader well, they they hope you're doing okay, that they're so sorry to bother you. Do these people have to act nice and sweet for anyone to care? Do they have to make sure you're doing well before they have the right to ask for anything? Its horrific.

A scene from the first Tinkerbell movie…that just made me think of them so ahdhfhfh, I couldn’t help myself

EMERGENCY!!!! my family owns a restaurant. we worked our ass off for three years. and then the landlord decided to break out 8 years contract, plans to demolish the property. when covid hit, he told all the tenants that they can take their time with rent. the fucker BACK TRACKED! Broke all the promises of relocating my parent’s restaurant (remember, HE broke the contract!) now demands rent AND late fee. he is threatening to throw out my family!! (he had pulled this shit on others as well).  please, guys, my mom said she’s 2,500 dollars short. i had already sent my OWN RENT MONEY (500) to help her. I am willing to work for every dollar. please spread this out. my commission is open and I will skip sleep if I have to. my family is about to lose our very livelihood.

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americans better be rebloging the donation and help links for mexico and colombia after all the help they recieved from latin americans w their own issues

I sometimes forget I know how to draw

So I just got this message literally few minutes ago

And if YOU get this message in the future DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE CLINK ON THE LINK I FUCKING SWEAR TO GOD I WILL CUT YOUR HANDS OFF

A warning to all of my followers there no such a thing as @exposingthoselosers I just thought any form of information is good and can protect my followers from getting their phone or any other devices hacked if you’re connect to the wifi they might hack all of the devices connected.

DO NOT FUCKING CLICK ON ANU LINK YOU GET NOT EVEN FROM UR FRIENDS ON TUMBLR BECAUSE THEY COULD GET HACKED 👀

Pls share this awareness ⚠

jared kleinman

Building a Fort is the first song in my Jared Kleinman playlist. I think that Jared is someone who faced a lot of rejection and ostracization as a kid (in an incredibly neurodivergent kind of way) that made him close himself off so brutally.

At the end of the song, the narrator insists that he's building the fort to keep other people out ("I'll be the only person who's allowed inside / And if you try to enter, you will be denied") when the opening lyrics have already exposed the fact that nobody will want to come in in the first place ("I tried to fit in and they told me I could not...I might as well just run and hide until I'm fully grown"). It's an illusion of control, of being the one who rejects everybody instead of the other way around because that idea is just slightly less painful to live with, and it cuts to the core of who Jared is by the time we meet him in canon.

Send me a character and I'll assign them a Joe Iconis song.