Like An Old Flowering Willow Tree. Full Of Wisdom And Raw Strength, And Complimented With Delicate Whimsy

This just in:

Apparently people think that making art for arts sake is different from fulfilling a self-centered want, as if all humans don’t a) have inherently self centered wants because clearly anything done to continue living is not at all self centered on a base level (despite the fact that this usually means suffering to other organisms and that includes other humans), and b) that any form of creativity is done for the sole good of giving to others (which, by the way, depending on how you parse it isn’t self-sacrificial by any means either and is usually still just as self-serving) and if you have any urge to want to make art for yourself and have fun you’re apparently bad on an intrinsic level, and if you enjoy the art others make about the same subject you’re even worse, somehow.

I’m sorry, have any of these people taking a class on rhetoric or philosophy, or anything that makes them USE THEIR FUCKING BRAINS?!? Away from the online space?!???

Babes it’s time to divorce yourself from the phone and live in the world around for a moment, because these were some very nonsensical inside thoughts you’ve had just now.

just so you know, you have some followers who enjoy/write fanfiction. not saying their urls rn bc i don’t wanna air out dirty laundry in public but if you want them so you can block and report, just say the word and i’ll dm you a list

Oh sugar I’m so sorry that happened. I’ll reblog to help, even if it ain’t much

hi all! this is wendy @musashi. my tumblr blog was wrongfully terminated, i presume because i recently made a popular post that vaguely mentioned loving trans women and got sacked by the t/e//r////f mob's mass reporting campaign.

the official reason tumblr banned me was for "hoarding urls" which i very much did not do. i just had a lot of sideblogs, almost all of them active at some point or another. now no one can use those URLs because they are tied to a terminated account. if tumblr needed me to release some of the less active ones, i gladly would've.

it appears as though i was mass reported and tumblr just tried to find a reason to nix me because the ter//ve///s were clogging their pipes and i'm the easier answer to the trolley problem at their HQ.

many of these sideblogs are now gone, and i will be working to get them back up in time if i cannot get my account back.

i am putting on a brave face but i am fucking heartbroken. 14 years of my life were on that blog. that is literally half of my life on earth. countless pieces of art, memories, and snapshots of my adolescence and young adulthood just, like, gone. when i suffered from severe traumatic amnesia in 2016, it was that tumblr blog that helped me recall a TON of my life experiences & who i was. that blog literally saved my life.

with it i lose countless memories and almost 10k followers, as well as a community that i spent a very long time building up. tons of friends whos usernames i did not get, and anons who were never able to give them to me.

please share my story! my name is wendy. my old url was musashi. i liked ace attorney. i liked pokemon. i made youtube videos where i talked autistically about my faves. i liked to write, and make people laugh. i loved it here and i am sad tumblr has chosen to side with the mob instead of listening to that story. i have been here since 2010, and my blog and community meant so much to me.

please reblog this post. i am working hard to get my account back, but if i cannot, i want to find my friends and followers again.

Yeah we call that shit trauma lmfao

what doesn't kill you makes you weird at intimacy

Happy almost Christmas Day you guyssss

💜

Reblog to give a trans woman a warm cup of soup

Slept like a child who insisted they stay up past their bedtime at a party and not even five minutes later is found in a dead sleep on the couch.

Why do we say “slept like a baby” when babies literally wake up screaming every two hours?

I want to sleep like a middle-aged dad who “rests his eyes” during a Marvel movie and wakes up refreshed, confused, and ready to barbecue.

I fully understand Ema. Mad respect for the amount of chemistry she WILLINGLY put herself through while I take yet another chemistry class and watch my academic heart wilt while I chant religiously “I just need to pass, I just need to pass, C’s get degrees, I JUST NEED TO PASS!”

I could never. (I could but I’d want to die a horrible, painful death by the end of it).

If I had to deal with an insufferable bisexual after all that shit too, I’d be throwing more than my snacks. I’d be throwing the luminol at his face and chanting ancient Latin curses, actually.

Me too, Ema. Me too.

“ema skye is annoying” “ema skye is too bitchy” shut up. ema skye canonically has a gun and still has enough restraint not to use it on all of her dumbass coworkers. she just eats snacks and throws them at twinks. she complains about her annoying bisexual worstie to his face. she loves science and hates being a cop. what more could you ask for in a woman

Listen, Phoenix is precious. A love struck dumbass bisexual disaster, yes, but still a precious little thing.

Anyway!

thumbnail sketches who? Never heard of em.

The worst part is even if I do thumbnail sketch I end up hating it after five minutes and redrawing it anyways.

Aquarium date!

Total work time 109 min