the master at work
trying on a metaphor
we're not kids anymore.
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DEAR READER
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
RMH
Jules of Nature
d e v o n
Three Goblin Art

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hello vonnie

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

if i look back, i am lost
YOU ARE THE REASON
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Game of Thrones Daily
art blog(derogatory)
Monterey Bay Aquarium
cherry valley forever
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@st4y-determined
the master at work
Pelion 🏔️🌿
finally overcome my fear of painting green stuff and paint one of location I want to do for quite some time, always feel nice to created the environment, the world for them
“There are no bargains between lions and men. I will kill you and eat you raw”
-Achilles, The Song of Achilles
“My eye catches on a light head among dozens of dark, tousled crowns. I lean forward to see. Hair lit like honey in the sun, and within it, glints of gold—the circlet of a prince.“
His feet beat the ground like a dancer, never still.
I can’t help it, he’s so pretty I can’t NOT draw him like this
I shift, an infinitesimal movement, towards him. It is like the leap from a waterfall. I do not know, until then, what I am going to do. I lean forward and our lips land clumsily on each other. They are like the fat bodies of bees, soft and round and giddy with pollen. I can taste his mouth—hot and sweet with honey from dessert. My stomach trembles, and a warm drop of pleasure spreads beneath my skin. More.
philtatos
[Image: Digital painting of Achilles and Patroclus kissing, drawn on a white background, their faces mostly obscured by the angle.]
cynthia, illus. Atsushi Furusawa
hades is a good game
(better quality if you click)
those bonding hormones are strong
the one experience that unites all 90s and early 2000s kids is experiencing at least one work of fiction with a deceptively adorable illustration of cute animals on the cover who live in societies with an established political system, hierarchy of leadership and culture and are driven from their homes by human activity and/or engage in violent conflicts with other animals in similar communities that lead to many of the characters’ brutal deaths, which are described in graphic detail and which left you briefly emotionally traumatized by being confronted with the concept of your own fragile mortality before you were 10
the 4 horsemen
it has been brought to my attention that this was an ENTIRE GENRE of children’s fiction for some reason
You forgot An American Tail
Expectation: “Yay, cute talking animals going on fun adventures and learning about friendship!”
Reality: “These cute talking animals are going through a lot of traumatic shit. The world they live in is dangerous, the stakes are super high and these small critters deal with war, death, betrayal, and oppression. Have fun reading, kids!”
Animals of Farthing Wood and the episode with the motherfucking shrike.
Favorite scene.
some galolios because my braincell is hyperfixating on promare now I guess
Galo get a fucking apartment