A blog for me to shitpost and expose my deepest secrets. Jason Fakename, He/Him, mid 20's
142 posts
Music from the first stage of Kirby: Squeak Squad.
It is a remix of Grass Land 3 from Kirby’s Dream Land 3 on the SNES.
Something I struggle with is the question of if I'm 'strong' or 'weak'.
Not to steel-ball-run my words but I mean in the sense of a protagonist. Some protagonists have a mind of steel. They take hardship on the chin and take on the burden of responsibility, or honor, or martyrdom. The stories I love to read the most are characters with little to no talent. They grind at the wall of talent and background until nothing remains, through the power of concerted effort and their only true talent of the iron will.
But I don't have that. I never have. I don't even find it relatable. I have spent my entire life keenly aware of it. I coast on talent, I lean on familial benefits, I give up when the going gets tough, and I choose the path of least resistance and most stability.
When I grew up the faculty of my school always would put the word GRIT on the walls. This hard won effort and willingness to endure that they advertised as the height of true internal strength. At the time, I was far too mentally ill, and found it insulting. Don't they know that some people can't afford effort?
Then time passed. I stamped down some illnesses and corralled some others, I become a new man a dozen times. And every time I'd check. Just maybe I'm strong now. Please. Please make me someone who can withstand hardship. Because I lived in fear of falling into hard times and being unwilling to survive them.
Other people lived in spite of circumstance. They fought and whether they win or lose it let them grow as a person. I just built myself from spare parts. I did not grow organically, I just kept replacing pieces of myself until I looked like a real person.
So I wondered. Did I live well under an unfathomable weight, and now I simply do not feel it? Or have I always lived it on easy street, whining over something small? Or is it some combination, and if so, am I stronger than I was when I was younger? Or have I grown complacent?
It's meaningless. I know it is. There's no way to quantify it. I'll just have to live without knowing if what I'm fighting is strong enough to warrant my current standard of suffering.
Headshot comm for wagner_616! wah!
Perfectly normal train running to greet you cmon give it a hug (FYI, its this guy i drew half a year ago and i still think about it)
Thanks for the great year!!! All the bunnies brought me so much joy!
Ey Thank you for enjoying them!
Sometimes I have to question my brain's idea of who I should be. Like, these cotton gloves feel more like 'me' than my hands do. Girl, is this some kinda a self image issue? What do you want from me? Get better hands?
In short, I'm wearing gloves for now. When it starts getting warm again, I'll hope this isn't still an issue. ¯\_(= ͢ =)_/¯
I have tweaked my shoulder.
A monstrous transformation into unrecognizable flesh would be so good for my back right now.
A monstrous transformation into unrecognizable flesh would be so good for my back right now.
The pure eroticism of an Ace Bandage is not fully taken advantage of, I feel. The implications are clear.
Barely covering scarred skin, vulnerable flesh, a package to be unwrapped but also a rough texture made to protect them. The elastic and cotton arguing over it's texture pulled just barely not taut by skilled and gentle hands. To apply it is sex. To allow it to be applied is sex, to peel it away is sex, to reveal yourself as healed or still damaged is sex.
Encomenda de Bowluigi
Oh to live a simple and domestic life with your old nemesis
The question of 'is it something you like or does it just replace something you don't?' haunts every single one of my preferences and opinions.
I saw a meme about onions tonight and I was so captivated by the beauty of the humble red onion I knew I had to draw one immediately
This is like a very obscure trope that I don't see talked about a lot with robot characters but robots who have a very detailed human face like rooted hair and a very human face whilst having an entire mechanical body is a funny and awesome trope, the anti-shadow weapons from Persona fall under this trope and that's why I love it.
He's just pure sunshine in bovine form~
(no wonder his boyfriend is a cat!)
Okay, you know the whole 'that emoji fuckin' works' bit that makes the rounds from someone's standup show?
The BDSM quiz is a game changer, because if you answer honestly, it gives results that work, dude.
I took the BDSM quiz today after hearing about it on a JAnderson Stream Vod. I thought it'd be fun to plunk around and take it while slacking at work.
And here I am, looking at the results. They're accurate to what I answered but seeing it all laid out like that is. Uncomfy.
I thought I had reached a threshold of shamelessness that I would be able to send this to my friends but the results are ones I'm feeling weird about posting to my Kink Diary Tumblr that has No Connection to my Real Name.
I gotta work on my shamelessness. Shame is for the Catholics, man.
Idk. If you got questions, concerns, or criticisms about my kink preferences, send an ask or message and I'll answer it.
NO WAY THE BIBLE REFERENCE?!??!??!!???!!??!?
everything is gonna be okay, you guys. the world is amazing.
Vent sketch #1
On making someone cry
One day I strive to be shameless, but remorse is a little more complicated.
The big text says 'youre a bad friend'
occasionally I am struck dumb by the sublime beauty of the world in the small moments, you know?
egg
OK byeeeee everyone I'm going into my evil lair where I play video games and reclaim slurs byeeeeeeeeeeee 💚✌️
all snuggled up for the cold
for @/mrgumtwo on twitter!