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This is what I see when Diego is being included with all the new Johnny and Gyro merch 🧍‍♂️👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨

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#jjba #jojos bizarre adventure #jojo fanart #jojo part 7 #steel ball run #johnny joestar #gyro zeppeli #diego brando #gyjo #gyjo fanart #third wheel #nikart

Really digging Cult of the Lamb! The dissonance of art and themes is *chef’s kiss* beauty.

#nikart #cult of the lamb #cotl #fanart

backyardigans x animal crossing.. backyard crossing

#nikart #art #the backyardigans #animal crossing #ac #backyardigans

Riddles laced with affections And looks that linger too long. A letter written in uncertainty Still yet proclaims, let it consume thee: Love, o love, this fire of mine.

To be so well-kept betwixt arms and thighs alights the sweet pyre of hour-later sighs. Love is the ultimate of earthly consolations so says the sword in his ruminations Love, o love, a fire, divine.

So how, might I ask, as a bride of Glass Shall I fashion what love is to the mass? Find words for a torch - for the ember, the lust; the walking way, parting for the thrill of a thrust and love, o love, a fire along spine.

To wish to put to pen the way that I thought... Obsessively; incessantly; maddeningly hot… I know the words now, ‘neath all the falsehood: I’d sing about you a lot more than I should. Love, o love, a fire so fine.

Love writes itself to the point of suffocation. It lights and it dims, a scorch of sensation. No words for apologies, for they are only meat; Only lips, hands, tongue, the twin of heartbeats. Love, o love, a fire entwined.

By the sword, I mean the night. By the word, I mean the sigh. By the sword, I mean delight. For all of its raptures, I will gladly lie. Love, o love, this fire of mine.

#nikart #a little song i wrote for my buoyant armiger #her views on love are very complicated #elder scrolls online #llorylia indarys

Épp most realizáltam, mi a csodálat

Leemeltem a könyvem az ölembe, csak hogy bámuljalak. Valami roppant buggyant netes játékon termeltél delíriumot bolygókon és magyaráztál nekem a kolonizálásról, én meg igyekeztem mindet megjegyezni, pedig nem is érdekelt, nem is az érdekelt. Elfelejtettem még azt is, hogy könyv van a kezemben, hagytam, hogy mesélj.