Lol guess what immmmm doinnnnnnnn #backonmybullshit

Still on the mind after waking up #backonmybullshit

Tbh this app is so dead but threads is too toxic for my mental wellbeing
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Everything They Don't Tell You About Being a Vampire, but Leah Simmons Rows of fake vampire teeth on bubblegum pink background.

#BackOnMyBullshit with the novelization of this pilot. You can enjoy up to Chapter 8 over on Wattpad for now.

Link in the comments! 🦇

#Booksky #WritingCommunity #Scriptsky

worth it - marginaliana - Sorted (Website) RPF [Archive of Our Own] An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Once again #BackOnMyBullshit when it comes to doofy British guy rpf. archiveofourown.org/works/77521791

The first proto-page of a prospective comic project (that I swore i wasn't going to get into!) panel 1: A hearse with tinted windows crests a hill by an as-yet empty billboard. Panel 2: a lanky gent in a leather jacket with dress shirt and tie, wearing round shades (AT NIGHT) addresses his crew. Panel 3: the crew loos uneasy regarding their location. Said crew; A really large bearded man with spiky hair; a cute girl with an afro in a ripped striped sweater; a cute chubby girl in big cat glasses wearing a choker with a bird skull and a short gent with a plaited mohawk, a sccarf and square diamond earrings.

The starting scribble for more sequential comics.
(So much for THAT New Year's Resolution!)
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Fully aware DDLC has been out for years and I still got that Monika love. Full page of her. #NSFW #pinup #bestgirl #Monika #MonikaDDLC #DDLC #nudes #leads #backonmybullshit

Pvp in ffxiv does something to my brain...ngl
#ffxiv #stream #pngtuber #pvp #backonmybullshit #imjustalittlethaumaturge

Don't mind me, just writing some vampire horror in my giant wearable blanket.

#thousandyearoldvampire #backonmybullshit #selfie

Yeah, probably.

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A table with scissors, red felt, and a red felt cone of about two inches in height

Two ridiculously cute completed red felt cone Santa style hats, with white curled trim and poufs on the top and tiny holly berries. I should have gotten out the TINY SCISSORS for precision, but y'all, I really was kind of going for the "1980's schoolroom aesthetic," when we didn't have fancy supplies and made cute stuff with what we have. This is felt but it COULD be construction paper.

"What's Birdie up to?"

#crafts #porchgoose #dontsayhesnotagoose #hesfragileandwillgetsad #backonmybullshit
#poorlydonefiberarts #christmas #kaiju

#BackOnMyBullshit with some pages from my unhinged spec of The Studio - “Attack of the Pascalitos!” #scriptsky

Why not! #BackOnMyBullshit ('cos fire... stakes...)
Crow and Tori have a bad first day on the farm in my new thriller (currently FAR AS THE CROW FLIES - but tomorrow who knows. I'm in need of a title).

Just got a Shore recommend so chuffed about that, though there's still work to do.
#scriptsky

DR. ROBERTS (50s), her therapist, sits in an identical chair across a glass coffee table. She prides herself on a casual approach to therapy, prefers loungewear to business attire. She leans forward with head tilted, absorbing Vivian's words. Vivian But it's stupid. It's like my body just wants to shut down anytime something happens that's... I don't know... DR. ROBERTS Are you doing your breathing exercises? Vivian Yeah, but honestly, I'd hoped the drugs would do more to help. DR. ROBERTS They will, but you have to keep taking them and doing the breathing exercises. You're teaching your body how to manage stress in a new way. It takes time. Vivian grumbles, slumps in her chair. DR. ROBERTS What else is on your mind? Vivian I don't know... I just hate how people treat me now. DR. ROBERTS What people? VIVIAN You know. People online, people at the fucking hardware store... they're all so mad at me, like I'm the reason she killed herself... it's frustrating. You can't reason with them. DR. ROBERTS You can't control what others think about you, only how you react.

Vivian Easy for you to say. When's the last time someone called you a murderer? DR. ROBERTS How are things with Devon? I notice you don't talk about him much anymore. Vivian He's fine. Busy. He's launching this new show to distance himself from the old one. It's a good thing. DR. ROBERTS A good thing for both of you? Vivian Of course. We both want to move past this, so a new show will only help. DR. ROBERTS Have you told him about the conversations you've been having with that reporter? Vivian looks at her hands, fidgets with her nails. Vivian Not yet. But I'm going to... DR. ROBERTS I think that fear you feel is what's triggering the panic attacks. If you want your marriage to work, you need to trust-- Vivian I told you, I'll talk to him... She turns her attention to a paintings on the wall behind Dr. Roberts. It's an abstract rose, the center of which is like a spiraling red tunnel toward a black hole. INT. STUDIO - DAY Blinding lights shine down from tri-pod mounts onto a white backdrop. Two PHOTOGRAPHERS circle DEVON HEART (Late 40s) as he strikes poses in his flannel and khaki, a leather belt loaded down with tools around his waist.

#BackOnMyBullshit (i.e. posting pages because the world is on fire and the stakes are low. At least I'm having fun with this one; love writing messy, messy people)

#Scriptsky

drawing coloured in sepia, we see Jigen Daisuke bouncing on dick in a darkened room, he's looking back at whomever (us) with a seductive hooded eye at the bottom we see someone (presumably Lupin) having their dick sat on by Jigen, clawing at the sheets at the sensation and view.

Gunman was horny...
#Slut!Jigen-hours #JigenDaisuke #backonmybullshit

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UHMM..... 👀👀👀

*Looks into hell created by 🍊 man*

The babies are here now... Bring in the #GOP and all that tax free church dollars. Right gize? Right?? 👀😭🥹🔥 #backOnMyBullshit

I ain’t have an açaí bowl in like 2 months #backonmybullshit

Apparently I'm on a mod list for "not having original content and engagement farming" 😮‍💨

'merrite. 👀😂😂😂😂

😮‍💨🗣️FUCK 🫩 YOUR 🫩 LIST 🫩
#backOnMyBullshit 😂🫣☕

Oh? 😂👀 What if a small wearable camera were to suddenly show up at your house? #backOnMyBullshit 😂🤣😂

A wooden bookcase in a room lit by a small beside lamp. The bookcase has shelf lighting so all the books can be seen clearly.

A shelfie of the bookcase there are a good number of books on it ranging from children’s books by Richard Scarry to Stephanie King novels and art books.

My lovely @gigerpunk.bsky.social added lights to the bookcase that’s now next to our bed! The books are all on at last, instead of lying around in piles but they’re subject to change and still to be arranged as I want.
It’s now looking cosy and lovely 🥰❤️
#Shelfie #BackOnMyBullshit

a man wearing a black t-shirt that says ' o.t.e. ' on it Alt: young white boy with backwards cap rounds a corner outside while doing a very very silly walk

bought a new fancy journal to jumpstart my next major project #backonmybullshit

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Me in skates

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Thumbs up next to large mushroom

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// NSFW , DGMN , DIGIMON

Writing fanfiction about Yamato getting his semen extracted. #backonmybullshit

6/14 was a paradigm shift. Let’s do it again, shall we? 😏
7/4
7/17

#backonmybullshit
#nokings
#fucktheoligarchy
#fucktrump
#FuckICE
#knowyourenemy

REGAN Was that where you woke up this morning? ALANA Yeah. That's where I got the call. Regan pulls out her flashlight, gets down on the ground and shines the light under the dumpster. The light sweeps across the ground, illuminates broken liquor bottles, crumpled paper, and finally, something SHINY against the brick wall. EDDIE Anything? REGAN Hang on. Can you help me with this? Eddie eases Alana against the wall and helps Regan shove the dumpster away from the wall. In the wedge-shaped gap, a KEY rests on the ground. Regan snaps on a glove and picks it up. She turns the key in her hand, runs her finger of the name REGAN etched into head. EDDIE When's the last time you saw an honest to goodness metal key? Regan shows the key to Alana. REGAN Did he mention anything about a key? ALANA He didn't say anything-- Alana coughs, doubles over. Blood splatters on her sleeve. Eddie shoots Alana a look. EDDIE We should take her in. ALANA I'm fine. I--

Alana erupts into another coughing fit. Regan folds her arms. REGAN Why don't you let us take you to hospice, they can make sure you're comfortable. ALANA I don't want to be comfortable. I want to catch this asshole. REGAN Then tell us what we're missing, huh? Was there something you were supposed to do with the key? ALANA I don't know! EDDIE Regan, will you take it easy? Regan locks eyes with him, reins it in. ALANA I'm sorry. We just... we need something right now, anything. EDDIE Just relax and close your eyes, see if anything comes to mind. There aren't any unimportant details. Alana closes her eyes. Then falls to the ground. Eddie catches her before she hits the ground and Regan shoots him a scowl, hisses under her breath. REGAN Let's get the fuck out of here. Eddie guides Alana to the cruiser, but Regan lingers. She glances at the apartment windows above, a flicker of movement in one of them behind the closed curtains.

#BackOnMyBullshit as I dust off a project I was never able to crack before. This story always felt too big for me to untangle, but I think I might be ready to finally finish this one.

And shifting from a pilot structure to a feature is helping, too 😉 #Scriptsky

I wrote the first scene of my second novel today! #backonmybullshit