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@modestestmoose
do you think two pennies is still enough for the ferryman or has inflation driven up the fare
if he makes me use an app I am simply not crossing the river Styx.
despite it all, i am glowing. i want everyone in my life to meet you; for your fingerprints to be on the windowpanes of my childhood home, to find your hair tangled on my pillow. you make it so easy to hear the birds. you make it so easy to see beauty in a grocery store. you make me feel weightless and wild. we both cackle at the same stupid joke, and then take a breath at the same time, say oh my god in unison. sleepy on the phone, you whisper: i feel bad for people who don't get to experience what we're experiencing.
you make things feel more real, and i don't know how else to phrase that. you make music tactile, make the sunbeam feel warm. i stumble around like a complete idiot. i can't stop smiling. your hand in mine while you soothe my panic attacks, the freckles on your cheeks while i wipe your tears gently. how you blink up at me, the twist of your mouth while you say something wryly. my life is so full right now. i laugh so much it makes me feel gluttonous, like i'm overindulging in frivolity. i am so stupidly and selfishly and impossibly happy. we both keep saying - you know i'm yours, right? i'm yours entirely.
I know weâre all like lawless nonconformists but you really canât be texting and driving. thatâs one of the ones youâve gotta listen to for real
fossilized teeth
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These goots need some boots
boots
never lose hope. somewhere, a middle-aged, gender ambiguous person with an advanced degree in an esoteric field and a fiber arts hobby could be crashing out and pinning all their remaining mental health on getting obsessed with your otp. any day now, the most elegantly written 100k fanfic you have ever read is going to hit ao3. it could happen. it has happened.
May the impact of Salmon Slammin Saturday be felt far and wide
Well, I did it. ANASTASIA AUâď¸â¨ (three pages at once, yay~)
⢠What's your name? â˘
I need to draw the whole scene now... Btw, look at the â¨music boxâ¨
⢠A memory from a dream â˘
Notes: The engraving says "Dearest Aziraphale, ever in our hearts." đ (EDIT: Unfortunately I mistranslated Aziraphale, I'm sorryđ)
It's very similar to the movie one, just because I love that design so much! The little statue inside (which, in my idea, slowly rise up and then rotates on itself) is made of iridescent glassâď¸â¨
⢠Together in London â˘
Notes: For my own plot requirements, it's not Paris they end up to, but London~
bonjour.
Decomposition final boss
Copper evolution line! Your daily blend of educational and fictional art content
I think it sucks that you have to go to so many different kinds of doctor to take care of yourself. It's the 21st century. I should be able to go to a single office where they scan me with a big xerox machine and tell me what I'm allergic to and why my tummy hurts and if I have any cancer or cavities or if my glasses prescription has changed. And then I should get a sticker.