Hulloo! Call me Walter :) |They/Them| Owner of The Minecraft Account | I take doodle requests! I'm fine with most things! I will not tolerate bigotry, pedophilia, or hate speech. I will block you.
I'm currently in the process of making my first comic It's Not the End of the World.
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:3c some new wf discourse for y'all: how do u eat your pancakes?
:3c i personally prefer to eat mine plain or with just brown sugar on top, or syrup if i'm eating in a restaurant!
I need syrup on mine. I'm also picky when it comes to syrup, but there's this knock-off brand of syrup that I like that's easy to get so that doesn't really come up. I also like having the pad of butter on it, but it's not essential like the syrup.
Also connected to the syrup: I don't want my pancakes stacked up straight and prefer them separated as much as possible so they get the syrup evenly when I pour it.
Personally, though, I ain't too crazy about pancakes and don't eat them often.
pancakes need to have syrup (i also like to butter them before adding syrup and agree wholeheartedly on the stacking)
but waffles? waffles i'll eat dry
Pancakes i like with some butter and a small amount of syrup. Just enough so each bite has some for flavor. I dont like it when pancakes are swimming in a pool of syrup. I would rather eat them dry than drowning in syrup.
Waffles are good with butter and syrup, totally valid dry, but best with butter and raspberry jam.
Also i am picky with pancakes. I dont like heavy or thick pancakes. I like fluffy-light, thin ones. But not crepes lol
i like em with rasberry currant sauce or maple syrup. plain pancakes sound horrifying.
i like my waffles with syrup and blueberries, and then i pretend i am a space giant eating a spaceship
I'm a heathen. I only ever eat waffles and pancakes with exclusively butter.
I eat them with mayonnaise
Gotta get that savory savory hell food
Thank you for asking about the comiccc! I'll answer as best as I can!
"idk man seems like it IS the end of the world."
"is that comic connected to a drawing of state-like human covered with vines or?..."
I assume you mean this drawing, but no they're not connected. I understand how you'd think that though! The original drawing of the statue was made around the time I was brain stroming the comic. Inspiration!
aaaaaaahhhh this is going so well!!!!!! (hello murphy's law)
i've got page 1 reworked and finished (finally), page 2 is also done, and page 3 & 4 have are in they're first draft AAAAAHAHHAH
IM SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW AND IT'S WEIRD (is this how "normal" people feel????)
#aaaahhh #jakdjhajhasdsauc #progress update #inteotw #im super tempted to just post the pages now #but like #i need to not do that #cuz like #i want a regular update sched #i dont even know how i want to post these anyway #once a week??? #once a month???? #everyother day?????? #i just don't know!3 notes
iT's a CoMic AnoUnCmeNT ErRMErgErD
It's a short one, ya know, for buildin muh comic skillz. It wont be perfect but eh, it'll be fun to do! (plus i fell like if i dont do it now i never will lol)
this idea's been in my head for about a year and a half? I have the first chapter outlined n stuff.
if you read it I hope you enjoy it!!!
(art, w/o words under cut)
im here to celebrate "bad" art without the expectation that the artist will eventually learn and get "good".
fill pages and pages with shitty emo pretentious cringy middle-school level 3-verse poetry and unfinished first chapters of boring stories that make no sense and with wobbly disproportionate ugly embarrassing incomprehensible unoriginal drawings.
grab a magazine and some scissors and glue and make a wrinkly collage without a motif or any rhyme or reason. grab a handful of play-doh and make an amorphous little person or an unrecognizable dog. make a thousand little shapes with your big shaky useless hands.
sit at the piano and play with it. make up an easy little melody and play it over and over again in the high keys and the low keys. listen to your favorite song and try to play it by ear bc you cant read music. manage to learn only a little bit but play it again and again.
sing, sing, SING goddamnit with your grating nasally too loud or too quiet completely off-key voice and DANCE awkwardly hopelesly off-rythm with your stiff clumsy limbs because it brings you a primal sort of joy
let go of rules and expectations and goals and performance and the invisible or visible audience. let art be your eternal playground even in adulthood, when it becomes forbidden.
Reality vs. The Witch of Berlinsckreeeee -
Existence tore at the seams before their very eyes.
Reality ripped, spilling thread after thread. Each it's own singularity, bursting and weaving in and out of the established pattern. The existential cloth. The plain of Esse, the very thing that held All together, was frayed.
It was frayed.
"What the fuck," The Holder hissed.
The Holder, otherwise known as Their Greatness The Holder of Worlds, Monger of Realities, was the sole entity entrusted with the Entirety. This privilege was given to them by the First. Who the First was exactly no one really knew. All the same, The Holder'd been given a responsibility and despite their many faults, they had kept that responsibility well taken care of for millennia.
And to see it in this state?
The Holder gently took the Fabric and bristled in suppressed anger. The damage was minimal, almost irrelevant in how easily fixable it was, but the fact that it'd been marred before them was unforgivable. The Holder's being sharpened into an approximation of glare as they softly reattached strands and smoothed the edges of Esse.
They would find what did this and it would become an example.
(A young witch in Germany sneezed into her school book, making quite a mess of things. Grimacing, she rubbed her nose and carefully closed the book. She mentally promised to deal with it later.