hi i’m Silver :D @asilversky - Tumblr Blog

dear tumblr porn bots:

Please stop sending me asks lmao

Look at my cat.

She’s beautiful :>

Her name is Mirella and I love her more than life itself :)

#:> cat #shes a rescue baby #ive raised her by hand since she was just smol smol tiny

Here’s a thing :>

@easternkingdomer ‘s mans Orin and his wifey River :> (who is my oc)

Theyre the sweetest and bestest :D

#my art #these two r greaaat uwu

wowowow a thing

Drew my gal Nyura a while back. Kinda super happy with how this one turned out.

#my art #i super love this one #and i have a glitched out version i might post later bc it turns cocky into aggressive #and i love it #also 90% of my art is of nyura #bc shes lovely

changed from nyura-shadowstep to t h i s

Someone took silverskies >:L and numbers are evil

wow hey im inconsistent

but hey! I am alive and finally gonna start looking into doing commissions- soon!

I have no flippin clue what im doing lmfao so stay tuned ig? I’ll get to posting art soon :>

...hopefully :>

If anyone cares to give me tips my dms are open and im nervous to approach any and all other artists lol

I might change my account name too idk yet

#Woooo hopefully i can focus long enough #and not IMMEDIATELY GET BURNT OUT-#anyways ilu all and stay tuned while i panic and figure things out lol #lmao the gif is for attention #he go :> but he rlly be :<

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@nyura-shadowstep graced me with this lovely adventuring image of Lena Stratford, and I am VERY Happy. Thank you!

asilversky

hey look i made that

#art #me art #but also nerd’s art now heehoo

asilversky

within the next couple weeks i may be re-doing everything on my blog

gonna do my darnedest to get my drawing skills to something i’m comfortable with potentially selling

so uh

stay tuned maybe? lmao

(i will bet one crispy taco tht i hyper-fixate and go radio silent tho lmao)

gif is relevant i swear

asilversky

i said i was gonna but i lied oops lol

maybe later mans

my brain does 46 things at once constantly we’ll see if i hyper-fixate in this direction someday lol

#ooc #ooc post #lmfao

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good evening soup lovers. soup haters dni

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I want it known that @nyura-shadowstep is the worst. And I hate all these facts.

asilversky

NO i’m the greatest and I only speak truths.

#ooc #ooc post #lmfao

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There’s a new leak of the next patch

#HAHAHAHAH #I DIDNT SEE IT #AND THEN I STARTED ANALYZING SYLVANAS’S EXPRESSION #A N D T H E N I S A W O U R B O Y

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i remember being taught by my butch lesbian neighbor how to figure out if a button-down shirt fits properly, and her femme wife teaching me how to tie a tie. it was in my dining room that we used as a makeshift nursery for my sister. the walls were blood red, and the floors and ceiling were dark. the whole world felt like it was suffocating you in that room, much like life felt for me at the time. i was fifteen years old, and it had been seven months since my mother had last spoken to me. my father was drinking. i was failing my classes partially because my brain couldnt stop projecting old home movies onto the backs of my eyelids and i couldnt stay present and partially to see if anyone would notice. no one did. no one but my neighbors.

they invited us over for dinner. the butch always greeted us while the femme finished dinner and we took off our shoes and one would take our coats and the butch would clap her hand on my shoulder, and the femme would touch my elbow gently while she took out my chair. they fed us, we played board games, they talked openly about being gay. they held hands across the dining table, and twirled their wedding rings, neither seeming to notice they were doing it. watching them methodically work, hosting this beautiful dinner, moving together like two pieces of an intricate puzzle, like weaving together yarn and hemp, like gears, like one soul split evenly between two bodies–

i had never seen love like that. i had never met women like them. women who wore athletic sandals in november. women who wore sundresses with denim and cowboy boots and called her wife “sonnyboy,” whose wife was always quite put together, button-down buttoned to the top, tie straight (with the constant help of her wife), hair short & cropped to the scalp all the way round. women who both did the dishes.

i didn’t know love like that was an option. i had only been shown angry, volatile love. i didn’t know i could be a woman like that. or rather, i didn’t know i could be loved as that kind of a woman. i had been taught that women like that are lonely. they’re ugly. but i watched her. her crisp leather jacket, her darkwash, baggy jeans on summer days that she folded once over her brown boots with the yellow shoelaces. she wasn’t ugly. i watched her, and i bought brown boots.