#rip love

[deathstaaar]

D’Angelo for his Voodoo Album Photoshoot (2000)

[scopophilic1997]

scopOphilic_micromessaging_1665 - scopOphilic presents its micromessaging series: small, subtle, and often unintentional messages we send and receive verbally and non-verbally. (2026)

Happy 420!

[letshareapapou]

Favorite Bad Batcher?

Crosshair

Tech

Hunter

Wrecker

Echo

Omega

Voting ended onMar 19, 2024

[vorsdany]

Faouzia's track covers as fantasy book arts (+short imagines) ;

YDEKM

“Her gaze flitted aimlessly through the crowd; each lords and ladies with a sneer behind their smile.

She lifted her head - crown heavy upon it - and exhaled. They were none the wiser of what's coming.”

Rip, Love

“Graveyards are her home, the stench stinging her nose and silence ringing in her ears. A string of roses, she brings, always. Each stem for a different name she can't seem to recall. She mourns, and when she smiles, another name is engraved.”

Tears Of Gold

“And behind those golden orbs, laid something more precious than any hunters had ever dreamt of;

a jewel of faith, a love like no other, hidden beneath golden tears and a mended heart.”

Puppet

“The bells rang, her torn skin pulled yet again.

Red, red. Were her hands tied? No.. she couldn't feel them.

It was cold, her eyes falling closed. And she was free.”

Hero

“Every edges were stained red - but it mattered little, for life was a curse and she offered them mercy.

They were safe, but she was not. How could she ever be?”

HABIBI

“Her hair flows down her back, and gasps of disbelief sang from the crowd. The man who had gone to the dark and made it out alive, sane; was a woman.

Never fazed by diamonds or any treasures - instead, she lights up at the gleam of a blade. It was a Huntress.”

My Heart's Grave

“Heat scorched her skin, only remnants of smoke and fire left before herself. Fire in her eyes was bright as a freshly lit flame, so nothing could burn her just.

Time was not something they were granted. She was alone, and broken.”

Born Without A Heart

“Not a soul had witnessed even the slightest pull of her lips,

instead, darkness clouded her gaze, haunted by ghosts that promised her;

a hollowness in her chest to keep her afloat,

no anxiety nor delight to pull her under.”

CITIZENS

“The lights are never same; only brighter and duller at the same time. Her shoulders ache constantly, whirrs and clicks accompanying each breath and move.

A future, they say. A prison, she thinks.”

[once-upon-an-imagine]

to the lovely anon who sent a song request (actually two song requests) for Billy Hargrove, please know that I did receive them and I LOVED THEM too much! so they have been added to my WIP and I will be uploading them soon (hopefully) they are just PERFECT FOR BILLY!

[ofeylia]

Faouzia ✨

حرية 

(Freedom!)

[brackenfur]

thinking abt my club penguin girlfriend from 15 years ago. i wonder how theyre doing rn

[ceykore]

i know ponk watchers before today were like “love dies all the time lol, it’ll come back” but i dont know anymore,,,,, c!sam really snatched this man’s whole arm 😔