Applying for jobs is a hell designed specifically to torment autistic people. Here is a well-paying task which you know in your heart and soul if they just gave you a desk and left you alone and allowed you to do it you would sit there and be more focused and enthusiastic and excellent at it than anyone else in the building. However, before they allow you to perform the task, you must pass through 3-4 opaque social crucibles where you must wear uncomfortable clothes and make eye contact while everyone expects you to lie, but not too much (no one is ever clear exactly how much lying is expected, “over” honesty is however penalized). You are being judged almost entirely on how well you understand these very specific and unclear rules that no one has explained. None of this has anything to do with your ability to perform the desired task.
Just wanted to try drawing some of the Bells hells in my style as I’m finally. Finally catching up
Do reblog if you answer, I need a large test group. 
[ID: A digital illustration of Orym from Critical Role. He is sat on top of a bed in a simple room, surrounded by flowers. Imogen Temult is just in sight at the side of the image, sat on the bed too. Orym is looking over towards Imogen with a slightly nervous expression, with many flowers in his hands and a few flowers behind his ear. End description.]
Love that Orym druidcrafts when he's stressed
hot boi being hot as always
[ID: A digital illustration of Laudna and Orym from Critical Role. Laudna is smiling and leaning down so Orym can druidcraft flowers into her hair. Red flowers of varying sizes are scattered throughout Laudna's hair, with most of the flowers being around her face. End description.]
Adding a little colour 🌹
[ID: A digital illustration of Orym and Ashton Greymoore from Critical Role. They're on the deck of the Silver Sun sky ship at night, Orym sat on the railing with his legs dangling off the side and Ashton leaning on the railing beside Orym. Orym's left hand is on Ashton's arm and he holds his sending stone in his right hand. Orym has remaining damage from his fight with Chetney on his armor and freshly healed wounds on his face. Orym and Ashton are looking at each other, Orym's expression somewhat sad and Ashton's reassuring. End description.]
"That would make me really stressed, to be the good one"
this is a pic a drew in november and then scrapped cause i'd made a bunch of mistakes right at the start, but today i opened it again and thought yeah it can be salvaged. spruced it up a lil bit and cropped the thing too. as one is wont to do of course
"Fearne...are you with me?"
"Always."
gale gazing upon his one true love (giant chess board)
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based on a post that screenshotted his very sweet excited chess face. what a nerd 🥺
some more it's always sunny in philadelphia x critical role redraws cause i couldn't help myself. the mighty nein are just perfect for those stupid memes