the girl who won’t grow up
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the girl who won’t grow up
seeing all the leaked screencaps of the aged up gaang got me thinking about yue </3
(no reposts; reblogs appreciated)
Make Arrakis green again
When I live alone, all the walls of my apartment will be covered in Dune murals I swear
Alia of Sadness. Who says angry and hatred are ugly?
The last words of a true knight;
And a brother
(Also please ignore the spelling mistake thank you)
inspired by this Tran Nguyen work
Average house of Atreus play synopsis
Finished making my new phone background. Dimensions are for iphone SE3
You ever think about how unified humanity is by just everyday experiences? Tudor peasants had hangnails, nobles in the Qin dynasty had favorite foods, workers in the 1700s liked seeing flowers growing in pavement cracks, a cook in medieval Iran teared up cutting onions, a mom in 1300 told her son not to get grass stains on his clothes, some girl in the past loved staying up late to see the sun rise.
there are scriptures all over the world painstakingly crafted hundreds of years ago with paw prints and spelling mistakes or drawings covering up mistakes. a bunch of teenage girls 2000 years ago gathered to walk around their hometown, getting fast food and laughing with their friends. two friends shared blankets before people lived in houses. a mother ran a fine comb through her child’s hair and told it to stop squirming sometime in the 1000s. there are covered up sewing mistakes in couture dresses from the 1800s, some poor roman burnt their food so well past recognition that they just buried the entire pot. there are broken dishes hidden in gardens of people no one even remembers anymore
children eleven thousand years ago enjoyed jumping around in puddles made from the footprints of a giant sloth. children loved muddy puddles so long ago there were still megafauna alive
There’s a record of an emperor of Japan in the 9th century talking about his cat - how pretty it is, and how it stalks birds and curls up in a circle and meows mournfully for company and escaped its collar. All completely normal ordinary cat things. And then it ends with him saying “it is superior to all other cats”. I am delighted to be united across 1200 years with this fellow cat owner with exactly the same feelings about his cat that I have about mine.
Whenever I look at my little dog I think of the ancient Roman dog eulogy
“My eyes were wet with tears, our little dog, when I bore thee (to the grave)… So, Patricus, never again shall thou give me a thousand kisses. Never canst thou be contentedly in my lap. In sadness have I buried thee, and thou deservist. In a resting place of marble, I have put thee for all time by the side of my shade. In thy qualities, sagacious thou wert like a human being. Ah, me! What a loved companion have we lost!”
Sheeana and her little worm
what’s crazy is that time casts a spell on you but you won’t forget me.
what’s crazier is that I know I could have loved you but you would not let me.
“You were never my friend.”
Alia Atreides and Marie Fenring ( paul of dune )
redoing this drawing hopefully very soon. very veeeeeeery soon.
can the next Clair Obscur title just drastically swap genres? like highkey I want a third-person stealth shooter where we play as Clea Dessendre with a magic gun from which she can paint herself different kinds of fun bullets, and she prowls the dark streets of Paris at night looking for Writers.
devoted diana and delicate deer 🌙
it’s been too long since my last marie fenring drawing… i have to keep the fandom ( me and 3 ppl ) alive!!!!
saint alia of the knife
you aren't insane you just live with your parents
you aren't insane you just live with your parents
you aren't insane you just live with your parents
you aren't insane you just live with your parents
you aren't insane you just live with your parents
It's about grief. It's about letting go. It's about fighting on. It's about family. It's about the existential horror of mimes.
It's about escapism. It's about surviving despite it all. It's about the wonder of the world even in darkness. It's about mimes beating the shit out of you.
It's about love. It's about heartbreak. It's about who the fuck put all those mimes here
It's about art. Including, apparently, the art of mime