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song for peter
Do you ever wonder how changelings feel?
I don't think I have to--
I walk through life missing a world that doesn't exist
a missing limb, and
when I dream, I can always fly
all children are faeries in a way--
but do you know how it hurts
to never grow out of the magic?
if I could have a hand at the clay shaping myself,
I wouldn't change it
but, oh,
sometimes I'd give it all just to understand
are you angry?
are you grieving?
a sword would've fit in my hands
and a crown upon my brow
if I'd only had the chance
please, god, give me a chance!
I'd throw it all away in just a minute,
if only you'd show me a place where I belong
where maybe I could begin to heal
the scars:
left from the branches I cut from myself to fit my body into these angular streets
from strangling my voice before it could learn to speak
from the wings that grew crooked and suffocated
no, I never grew out of fairy-tales
I could've grown into them, if only
butchisms
body that is finally, gloriously, mine
no longer an unfamiliar face in my head
but skin
pale and polka-dotted with scabs
legs short, hairy in all the unfeminine womanly places
small-breasted, soft-stomached, sharp-nosed and round-faced
she is finally me in boxer briefs and uncut hair,
the bounce in his step and the tilt of his grin
belong to me
it is I, finally,
flowing in these veins and filling in the core of me
I have finally grown into who I wish to be--
Myself
In Which Ford Pines from Gravity Falls is my Uncle and the YouTuber Big Joel is an Angel
A secret corridor inside my house leads to a labyrinth of rooms I never knew
Construction supplies and buckets of clay we use to build this world,
Feed it onto film and project it, flickering, on a white sheet
I walk along a railway line with a character from a cartoon I didn’t watch,
Hidden in this supply-room corridor, my friends use saws and hammers and wood to construct a scene
I blink,
And my world is bathed in grays; I play parts inside the scene, flitting between roles
A woman with too little ambition, leaving her lover for another
Her guardian angel, disappointed but not surprised, delivers the moral of the story
I pull myself out of the angel’s skin as he gives his final monologue, linger after the film ends
Pull aside the curtain to return to a world of bright white lights and worktables
Painted scenery lies drying upon the table. I place mine next to it–I have stayed late again
Eros and Psyche
There is a monster in the dark that loves her
Might darkness be the true equalizer?
When sisters say he is ugly, murderous, she can only think
That no one before has loved her in the dark
Loved her for the way she is heard and not seen
As the candle wax drips onto his face under a golden glow–
–she recognizes–
–and wonders–
If he does not feel the same?
Weird Kid
I am the villain in my own story
the middle-school girl playacting at being quirky while guarding razor-wire fences between relatable and unlikable
lives in my own head.
I sit next to you in math class,
pull out every empathetic string in my heart
and tie it to the image of you because
you are like me, but
I am not like you.
I don't know who handed me the clippers I use to prune myself into who I pretend
I am–
the role i was cast in,
but it feels like a mountain upon my shoulders.
I find myself in your image of me
more whole than I have ever been, but your empathy is a gift I don't deserve
you think I am like you, but you
are not like me!
I am the villain of my own story
you were the hero
2nd one is part of a larger drawing that I'm gonna post when it's finished but. one of the first times I tried to Paint something digitally in 2018 ft. inej ghafa (left) vs now (right)
hmm new ask game idea: send me a character and i will rate them on the four factors on which I like to measure blorbos
when i see this character how much do they make me go !!!!
how long could i spend writing essays on this character (or just talking about them)
how long could i spend feeling incoherent emotions about their storyline/arc/character
how often do i project my experiences onto this character and/or look at them and go ahaha I do that
"Humanity is drawn to light, not darkness."
Don't repost anywhere
A/N: Portraits are self care for me. This one took about 4 hrs, I just listened to Rolling In The Deep on a loop the whole time
Cordelia Carstairs, my beloved 👑
@cassandraclare
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🌼 🗡️Cordelia Carstairs🗡️ 🌼
Alastair Carstairs from The Last Hours by @cassandraclare ☺️
the interaction between alastair and charles where charles tells him that barbara died and alastair asks if thomas is okay and charles goes "i thought you hated those fellows" and alastair simply says "no" despite saying to cordelia literally 15 minutes earlier "let's never talk to those terrible people ever again" is the alastair equivalent of lucie complaining that thomas wont let anyone see his tattoo and alastair saying "I'd like to see it" and thomas immediately rolling up his sleeve
Modernish Cordelia Carstairs from The Last Hours trilogy by @cassandraclare
HELLO SWEETHEARTS
I’m here to announce since now my fanarts will be posted on inst HERE.
Thank you so much for supporting me all the time, especially these hard days❤️❤️❤️❤️ and finally I’m ready to move on
I still here, till it’s available in my county (even on the last day)
@rinadragomir @drunkonimagination @spooky-drusilla @wheelershara @summergrace-art @writeordie-4 @life-through-the-eyes-of @khaleesiofalicante @littlx-songbxrd @cant-think-of-anything @tessherongraystairs @hidethebreakables @afunkygoodtime @thepictureofsdr @anarmorofwords @iloveallmyocs @lysakirova @thomaslightwood @ahanahahaha @ddepressedbookworm @axoloteca @styxdrawings @lord-jethro @runecarstairs
you’re my best friend
characters by @cassandraclare. ran out of time to clean up colors properly, but <3