goose 𓏲๋࣭࣪˖🎐

Hello! I'm Goose. 30m 🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈 I make vid edits, do fiber arts and digital drawings. Also starting to do participate in oshikatsu ~ expect pics. kind of a mixed bag of content here but I'm hoping to connect w people who share similar interests!

[heartinhyacinth]

Hua Cheng: Dianxia knows I’m obsessed with him; this is the worst day of my life…

Xie Lian: San Lang is obsessed with me; this is the best day of my life!

[incorrectly-quoting-mxtx]

[venelona]

Quick redraw of one of the scenes in new wan episode 🥺 Dazai's just too cute...

bonus:

[aetherlite]

why are you never real? X

[ryekat]

Wei Ying being surprised he likes Lan Zhan as if he did not spend his entire teenage years going "Lan Zhaaaaaaaaannnnnnn!!!! Lan Zhan are you listening? Lan Zhan pay attention to me! Why aren't you giving me attention? Look at me! Look at me!!! Lan Zhan Lan Zhan Lan Zhan Lan Zhaaaann!!!"

[s1lentpine]

Sometimes I wake up to discover I’ve made a whole lot of sketchy Dazais

Do I remember making these? Not really…

[charly-tellier]

[disintegrationinsilence]

[sadgooseboy]

Pulled some cards expecting the worst but don't think I could have pulled a better 3 rn

[mothmaninlingerie]

gege looks so beautiful in the moonlight

[maidentheshade92]

I can't do anything right or even FEEL anything right & I'm sick of it

[sadgooseboy]

big feeling these last few days

[maudit]

[sunnydaysseemfaraway]

[swansea9]

ouu shii👀

[aidashakur]

[aidashakur]

trynna figure out how I’m losing my mind but also finding myself at the same time

[sadgooseboy]

Memory is a punishment

For the times our little boy cried as he clawed right through our skin

the times the hottest shower couldn't clean the rot we felt within

Scrubbing didn't take away his scent or the feel of unwanted touch

Now simply rising from this coffin feels entirely too much.

I wish we could be an inspiration, but we never leave our bed.

I wish we were successful but chose to wilt away instead.

So I close my eyes and hear her, the voice that's in our dream

A siren singing softly, making death seem so serene.

I jump into the water, a desire for peace, to rest and grow

But I was lured here by her and now she will not let us go.

She rips her teeth into our flesh, silent bullets through the brain

Terror repeats like silent films that make us feel insane.

I remember everything now. The way it hurt, the way he never asked

The way the bruises faded but their memories outlast

my will to live, I thrash my limbs, this cannot be so true

No, nothing can be fixed now, there's no button for undo

The voices get louder, my chest goes tight, breaths begin to slow

The water has taken our body over, growing coldly head to toe

But this death is a mere illusion, I cannot easily escape such fate

We're doomed to suffer every day cause redemption came too late

So I breathe and pull us out of the bath, just another fight we cannot win

And yet tomorrow when she sings our name I will fall for it again

[bodhi-devotee]

fear not! Apollon is never far— He befriends fate, and the songbirds, and all things musical and prophetic. He peaks through the clouds, He is Light. as long as you embrace truth and harmony Apollon shall never be taken away from you, nor you from Apollon. praise be to the Far Shooter, praise be to Phoebus, praise to the Savior!