#rooferfeef

[kenzie-no-mc]

rooferfeef like half an hour ago: sorry i’ve been gone i’ve been busy and unmotivated

rt ten seconds ago: XRAY AND VAV NEXT WEEKENNNNNND

rooferfeef probably: *dumb cow noises*

[kenzie-no-mc]

Didn't sleep well and my anxiety sucks Perfect time to send dumb asks to my fandom friends!

[kenzie-no-mc]

I want art of Mogar and the Mad King murdering people and wearing the clothing of their fallen enemies

[montes-carpatus]

Just got inspired by rooferfeef's long text post about what has happened this week.

Monty's death shook me up as an artist. I've taken years and years of Art History classes and what I've learned about them is that when the artist dies, the work is immortal and somehow the artist is always present like he never passed on. We will talk about them for centuries and it'll only feel like yesterday that they made this work.

We won't ever forget Monty's work, because his name is still on them. His creations are now immortal digital files and all the merch is a rememberance of something that has been created. While the artist physically is gone, his presence is still with us and it personally gives me comfort.

I am a photography major, I create scenes, I capture moments, my work is a part of me, my camera is an extension of my eyes and my hands. Life is a very fragile piece of art, and we should cherish it. These times have made me think of myself as an artist and while it seems like I am working for nothing, I couldn't be more wrong. My artwork is important, and while I'm still alive, I should grow to my full potential. I will keep moving forward. I will not stop at the blank canvas in front of me, I will not drop my pencil because I cannot compare to other artists. I will not stop creating.

Keep moving forward. Learn. Grow, because we're all going to die eventually and might as well die with a smile on our faces because we created. Our voices are out there, our ideas are on paper, or in clay, whatever medium you decide to use.

Despite my nerve injury, I should not see it as a halt, an end, to my artistic career. I will learn new techniques while I heal. Use my left hand and not my right. Don't use sketchy poses and just draw lines. Can't use my camera every 5 seconds? Use a tripod and take in the scenery and spend time on every frame. Every second. Time doesn't stop for anyone.

Keep moving forward, and create works of art that could make Monty and yourself, proud.

[montes-carpatus]

geoffray and dumb cuddles that lead to smooches ~rooferfeef

Title: Body HeatSummary: The heater's broken in their apartment and Geoff is warm.

It was terrible timing for the heater to break. Snow, in Austin? Never in a century but it was happening and on a Friday night and the most unused appliance in their apartment had stopped working. Geoff had tried taking it apart to fix it but Ray watched his older boyfriend try to piece things together with no luck and he gave up on the pile he made on the floor.

"We're going to have to go out tomorrow to buy a new one," Geoff mentioned. 

As the hours without heating passed, the colder the walls got and there was no more room to ignore that no amount of sweaters could keep them warm. 

Ray pulled the thick wool blanket from the closet and wrapped it around his shoulders. He picked up his Nintendo DS and settled himself on the sofa in hopes of surrounding himself with his own warmth.

"Hey, I wanted that blanket," Geoff said as he fought with Ray a little to get his half over his shoulders. Ray, dressed in a t-shirt and a sweater, under a blanket was suddenly feeling too warm.

"God, you're fucking warm. Why have a heater when we can put you in the corner?" Ray commented. Geoff chuckled as he wrapped his arms around his boyfriend to further increase him discomfort. Ray was almost sweating, but his was trapped in Geoff's arms, not that he was complaining. 

"This is nice isn't it?" Geoff brought Ray closer to him.

"Yeah, I'm not freezing my ass off anymore." 

Geoff watched Ray play his game silently. He would never admit it but having his boyfriend so closer made his cheeks warm and his entire body heat up like a kettle. His arms were wrapped around his waist and he could feel Ray's breathing .He buried his nose in his hair and placed a few kisses.

"What are you up to?" Ray asked, lifting his head.

"I'm not allowed to be affectionate to my boyfriend?" Geoff whimpered as he left more kisses on Ray's forehead. 

Ray twisted himself so Geoff could get a better angle on kissing his lips instead. Ray could never get used to the mustache on Geoff's upper-lip and it tickled his nose as he tried not to sneeze on his boyfriend during a make-out session. 

The cold was forgotten as their racing hearts set their hearts ablaze and the blanket was dropped from their shoulders and piled up behind Geoff's back. The cold couldn't, and wouldn't get to them now. 

[ragehappysecretsanta]

Artist: theindecisiveinkdraft.tumblr.com

Recipient: rooferfeef.tumblr.com

Warnings: N/A

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Artist: rooferfeef.tumblr.com Recipient: teaandotherstuff.tumblr.com Nothing but fluff and octopuses being sneaky.

[vagabond-sunshine]

So... One of my favorite RT/AH art blogs shut themselves down because of all this drama. 

rooferfeef, Baby come back <3 ;3;