Well It is my 999th post here, on Tumblr And I want to dedicate it to all awesome people I met here.
To all my followers, who are wonderful, awesome, just great persons, putting up with my shitposts, liking and spreading my works, lighting up my day every warp-damn day and just being here for silly little me.
To all people, who I follow and who I see on my dash everyday (or not every, doesn’t matter), who I am friends with, who I talk with, who I admire from afar and all that gradations. You also make my day brighter and your blogs is gold. May notes flow like river and all that.
And just to all kinda persons who I met here, do not matters are you following me, or I am following your or both or neither. Thank. Thank you all. And I hope you all out there have anyone, who can light up lives and all that.
May world be kind to you.
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KHM. That was that. I am awful with words, sovvy. But I have this. FEELS, ‘kay? Will resume shitposing and everything after that on a regular basis.
I will never not reblog this, because it just gives me so many feels.
This… Is how ever artist is - whether we draw, write or even roleplay… Our characters speak to us, they let us know how they feel, how they think… It’s why I cherish each character I have ever rp’d because… They’ve become a part of who I am. All of the characters I write as… I give life to and that to me is a beautiful thing.
I agree with this full heartedly. My roleplay characters become parts of myself, my own children who have snarky attitudes, who grow, and develop. I love everyone of them, and when they pass away, I know they will never fully be gone.
So many feelings. My characters are my babies and I will always love them, even if they choose to do stupid shit.
this isn’t just for artists. writers feel the same way. i love the characters in each story i write, whether they’re good or evil, because they all have a life. it may be a life that isn’t real, but to me each of them are real. just to me.
I’m gonna reblog this everytime I see it on my dash! :’)
all the feels….reminds me of all of my characters. I love all of them, even the horrible, evil ones that I make. I love my creations, even if though I put them in really messed up situations…but yeah, my feels. I’m like a mommy to +500 werid little babies. ;-;
OTL this is specifically why i go into depression mode when i cant draw my OS’s well. every single one of them are my precious babies.
even you savvy. :u
“Everything will be okay…”
In my headcanons, moment of realizing, that she is a biotic, were actually terrifying for Asha, and her mother, Hannah, were trying to comfort her lil larva.
(Done for Mass Effect Fandom Meme in compensation for question about romance - i didn’t romance anyone in ME1.
And also Inktober’16)
OK
It summarize my feelings about beginning of the KOTFE quite accurate.
I want my masked buddy and his divine voice (and other divine things) back.
╰(ಥдಥ)ノ
(Line is actually from “Rise of the Hutt Cartel”, Imperial side)
So, I had started playing KOTFE. Yeah, I am… kinda slow.
And I have sooooo many FEEEEEELS.
And I can define “many” like:
Halp meh.