MY ART ACC

Hello I am Sam(he/it/they), my main is @i-am-thoroughly-confused

I post art, fanart, and sometime writing/headcanons because that’s art in it’s own right.

#sams ocs - self explanitory

#sams reasons to breath - fanart

#sams love of fiction - writing

#Requests have been answered - answered requests :3

More to be added as needed.

bullies DNI

I take requests for little chibi characters(think my pfp) Dm or asks I don’t care which way.

I also do writing requests, if you have a prompt you wanna see then throw it at me!! :D

For pfp use just have credit in bio, no reposting without credit. If using as a reference you don’t have to really credit me but I do wanna see what u drew so if you tagged me that’s neat…

fandoms I’ll prolly end up creating for (either has happened or I have a WIP for it)

Bungo stray dogs

alíen stage

the dragón prince

The amazing digital circus

Deadpool and Wolverine

Thank youuuu!!!!!!!111 :D

(Go check out my OC RP acc @finn-has-fins )

AAAYYYYY SKECTH BOOK!!!

Why not me?

Ivan/till

No alien AU

Inspired by this artwork by @carlozw

Chapter 1 of 2, 4007 words, 99.99% angst,

Till is more emotionally mature than I meant to make him so he’s a little sillier.

Tw - general TW of death and all that entails

hehehe Please reblog if you enjoy! :3

ff under the cut.

It’s summarized pretty well by the first few sentences.

Should I make a rp account thing for an OC? (Maybe multiple)

The Man

(The vid is just a black screen, the audio of the video is me reading the story(aka the way I want it to be read)

story trigger warnings: abuse, murder,

Dazai (again)

He stole liquor for him and Chuuya :3 (they are 16)

<3

little story to go with it :3

(Tw Child abuse, murder)

Hehe trauma for youuuu

A(This is about an OC)

okay waht if she attempts suicide and almost dies. She’s on her deathbed in the hospital. Days or maybe even hours away from death. The drugs and drowning should have killed her already. It didn’t. As she’s lying on her death bed, her soul manifests, and in the last 24 hours of her “life” she is a ghost. She watches as her best friend confesses her love for her. As her mom pleads and begs at her bedside apologizing for never being a good mother. As the boy who bullied her watches with horror in his eyes as he apologizes. As the kid in her school who she had only ever smiled at in passing visits her, teary eyed and silent. As word of her condition spread through her town more and more people visit her in her coma-like state. She watches realizing how much she was loved. How much her life was really valued. But she’s dying? Dead? It was hard to tell. She wonders and thinks. Why did she try to kill herself? To escape. To escape herself. She told herself it was others. But she was trying to escape herself. Her body was wrong and her brain was wrong. And no one ever believed her when cried out for a chance to escape, so she helped herself.

It would be called “Watching.” Maybe? Or “escaped” or something like that.

mmmart

this took me 3 1/2 hours of bird noises and over an hour of podcast.

uh

I wanna write a book titled “once I’m done”

and it’s about a gender-fluid, lesbian 15 year old(their struggle isn’t with queerness, they just are queer.) and their struggle is with depression, anxiety, and procrastination , they lay in bed, and they scroll, and it’s always “once I’m done checking my notifications” “once I’m done with this YouTube video I’ll get up” “once I’m done watching this episode”

They never do. Not until, mid story. Their mom gets sick, like, hospital sick. And they just, can’t lay down anymore, it’s not a matter of misery, it’s a matter of survival. If they don’t get up, they will die. Their mom, will die. They sit in the hospital, and manage to get a job(thank god) but, after nearly 2 weeks of 10 hour shifts for minimum, wage, they are burnt out and just can’t. Do it. They watch their mom lay in bed, lungs at risk of failing at any moment, and just cry. They cry and ball and they feel so helpless because they can’t do anything.

I don’t really have a resolution cooked up, originally I made it a romance but I really didn’t want it to be that “love Can fix you” because it can help, but it doesn’t fix it. So yeah.

(this is about my OC’s.. Sky and Aurora)

you hold me sweetly

what is the secret you are keeping?

far from my eyes

I cry for me

but never for you

why do you hide?

I would cry for you

but really

Only if you wanted me to. I wish I knew

That you were hurting

I couldn’t help

but at least I could care

finally safe

angst, fluff, hurt/comfort(?)

1030 words.

characters: Sky and Aurora (my Oc’s)

Nil :3

thank you :333 :3