HELP MY BRAIN REALLY LIKES COMING UP WITH HEADCANNONS FOR NSYNC’S TROLL-SONAS

Smehty

Instinct lives to see another new page.

I know, I know, it’s been since April when the last page was out. I’ve been noticing Instinct has gained a bit of attention the last couple of days and I finally pushed myself to make a new page. And because I felt bad I left it at a pretty tense moment.

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And there it is! This was my first time doing anything like this and honestly not only was it lots of fun, but the response was amazing! I was really surprised at how much people liked it. It’s a little late unfortunately, but that’s what I get for taking on something this big haha.

I wanted to take on this topic for week two because for a long time Stanley didn’t have anyone he could look to to protect him. The authority figures in his life treated him like garbage, and no one ever spoke on his behalf or intervened. Not even when his teacher bad mouthed him directly to his family’s face. The fact that a teacher could speak about him that way to his parents without any hesitation is horrifying. It’s no wonder Stanley has self esteem issues.

I went with the idea of using the tattoo because Ford would essentially be taking a scar that represents a particularly painful memory in their history, and turning it into a symbol of protection and family, mimicking their relationship in the show. You can’t erase the scars of your past, but you can change how you view them.

I’m thinking I might start doing more comics in the future, since I ended up enjoying it more than I thought I would. Thank you very much for reading my comic!

Part 1, Part 2

can i request baby branch meeting kismet?

This is how it happened in Diamond Hype AU :)

New style ✨✨

TO ALL THE ANXIOUS PERFECTIONISTS OUT THERE:

Let go of the idea that your self-worth is determined by your achievements. You matter because you are uniquely amazing, not because you are an honors student; because you get straight As; because you win awards; or because you are the best at something. People love you not for your knowledge or talents or accomplishments, but because you are YOU.

Because your smile can light up a room.

Because your laugh is contagious.

Because your enthusiasm inspires the same passion in others.

Because you make people feel loved.

Because you have a great sense of humor.

Because you give amazing hugs.

Because YOU ARE SPECIAL, AND YOU MATTER A LOT.

You do not need to be perfect for people to love you. Perfectionism is a drug. It seems like nothing you do is ever enough–it can always be worked on longer, made better, re-done, picked apart. An outside achievement can give you an amazing high, but you’ll always want more. Stop looking outside yourself to validate your existence as a human being. Look inside. You need to love who you are–not what you can do, nor what you tell yourself you SHOULD BE ABLE to or HAVE to do.

So please. Love yourself because you deserve love. Not because you defined yourself by a score on the top of a test and that number happened to be a 100% this time.

Because that number won’t always be a 100% and, when it isn’t, that ABSOLUTELY doesn’t mean you’re worthless.

Hyper noodles

Yup

John Dory and Branch