The 4 Stages Of Mental Illness 😔

i did it. i pulled it off. i drew jouno decently

here you go @sigmas-funky-earrings!

i struggled so much drawing this lil guy. it’s only a sketch because i don’t exactly have the best grasp on albatross’s character design (and for flags characters i usually have to make my own color palettes and i wasn’t sure what to do), but i hope you like it :>

little fitzgerald doodle i did as an artstyle test. it’s decent-ish

my femzai design using the only painting tools autodesk has

i have the flu and the art block demons are chewing on me. GRRR WHY IS THE QUALITY SO BAD.

doodles from my science notebook

first one was done in spanish, the second was done in math.

pov: lovecraft at the bottom of the marianna trench

a little fanfic piece i decided to write because i don’t actually feel like ranting about how akutagawa isn’t obsessed with/in love with dazai and that it’s just a cry for help and approval. this is just me trying to imagine the scene where akutagawa decided that his goal was trying to get dazai’s approval.

“Does it hurt, Akutagawa?” Dazai said in a cold hiss. 

There was an angry look in his eyes as there usually was after every minuscule mistake made, but there was something else to it. Something more crazed, more feral. Like a rabid animal inflicting its own suffering onto anything it could sink its teeth into. He was holding the younger man by the collar, keeping him from collapsing onto the ground.

“You’re pathetic. You have no clue what real pain is. You’re a failure. You’ll never be good enough for the Port Mafia.” Dazai hissed through gritted teeth. They were words Akutagawa had heard before, but they never failed to make him feel like an ant being slowly burned to death by a kid holding a magnifying glass. That’s what Dazai truly was. A kid. It was easy to forget with his imposing demeanor and annoying pedantic genius. 

Akutagawa found himself unable to speak. His thoughts were swirling and shaky. It was probably the blood loss getting to him. All he could think about was how much he wanted to hear four little words from Dazai: “I’m proud of you.” 

That was it. That was what he wanted more than life. He wanted the person that made him feel like nothing make him feel like something. Was that insane? Probably. 

Dazai threw him down onto his back again. It hurt, it really did, but he had to keep going. He got to his feet shakily. There was a determined look in his eyes as he did.

rant #5

to the people in this fandom trying to justify their fav’s crimes. shut up. the characters are not completely good people, but that’s what’s fun about them. morally gray characters will always exist in bungou stray dogs and that’s what’s great about it. the characters are more human. they’re not completely perfect, they’re not cartoonishly villainous. sigma, atsushi, and poe aren’t perfect cinnamon roll uwu boys. sigma’s a terrorist, atsushi has committed some crimes, poe plotted to a kill a man for YEARS and knows how to use a sniper rifle. fukuchi and mori aren’t truly evil. they have their pasts and reasons, but that doesn’t mean their actions are justified. please tell me if i got anything wrong. i hope both sides of your pillow are cold. :3

manga panel redraw! reference under cut

spoilers for anyone not caught up with the manga

I wouldn’t really consider the excessive ‘deaths’ (i say this with heavy air quotes) in bsd ‘death bating’. i’m pretty sure asigiri wants us to believe they’re not really dead and considering the most recent chapter this was confirmed. can we stop assuming that every time a character dies and it’s unbelievable that it’s ‘death baiting’? it’s literally just foreshadowing you media illiterate fool. on another tangent, i love how much of a stinky little manipulative liar fyodor is.