Solace
He was safe in Hange’s arms 🥹
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Solace
He was safe in Hange’s arms 🥹
I’m really into devotion and adoration actually
You’re the brightest star in my life. The star that gives me light and hope during those darkest nights.
I kind of miss the impulsivity that certain spaces used to allow. oh you want a hair cut today? hairdresser in the corner can fit you in before her 2 o’clock. tattoo of a cobra… sure leg or arm? even concerts, back when you could go to the box office thirty mins before any show. not saying these things don’t exist at all, but everything feels booked five months in advance and 10x more expensive
lets beckon good fortune with mama
there's so much i don't know. how do i learn everything by tomorrow
I think part of getting better is complete ego death. Like you’re not above setting a timer for 5 minutes and focusing on a task. You’re not above doing a very simple 3 minute workout to start. You’re not above reading for 10 minutes a day when you first get out of your reading slump, even if you used to read for hours. You’re not above starting slow and then building up to where you want to be/where you once were. What you are above is total inertia. Doing something really is better than doing nothing. Radically accept where you are, radically accept your limits, and go from there. Don’t let your ego get in the way.
Making exercises more accessible to the disabled? Fuck yeah!
“animal cr*ckers in my soup”
— surely temple
One of the best things about being a writer is thinking of something small you can add to your work that’s just. Devastating. Like you’re sitting there going. Oh. That would be diabolical. People would get really riled up about that. Exquisite. Let’s do it.
making stuff is one of the best parts of being alive
Showering Levi with lipstick marks and running away before he can tell me to get lost 🌝💋
Laugh kink, joy kink, uninhibited laughter kink, silly kink. radiating peace kink, catch me up on your day kink.
My Name is 8 PM. and I am always arriving when you atrent Looking
M Nm s 8 PM. nd m lws rrvng whn y trnt Lkng
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if you two had a baby it would be a regular sentence. or perhaps silence.
Right.
THE ANGEL OVER YOUR SHOULDER IS WEEPING AND YOU DO NOT KNOW WHY. you think she is, but you cannot hear her sobs, cannot see her tears. she never reveals her face, her core of existence, head buried in her hands. you do not know why. you do not know if it is an act of mercy or shame.
you do not ask her.
you watch, instead. you watch in the dimness of the bathroom, cold and clinical, flickering and fluorescent. the mirror distorts your reflections, fragmented. you watch the way her shoulders tremble, heavy with the weight of something wretched and something burdened.
you do not turn around. you never dare to. but there is something about the sight of the divine being crushed under the weight of being that makes the ache in your heart fester.
you do not understand the feeling. it is dangerous to.
you do not turn around.
Something I think is neat and really cute about fanfic is that there’s a personal version of each character in it? Like, each writer focuses on different traits and qualities and even though there can be a hundred fics with the same character, they’re really not exactly the same.
So even if you and I are writing a fic with the same characters, they can still be uniquely different despite having the same core and they’re each dear to us personally as our take on the person.
I don’t know, I just think it’s cute that each writer cherishes these characters in personal and unique ways.
I can’t overshare because that would be very humiliating but everyone else should overshare because I like to know everything