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just an update !
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jsyk everyone knows -
i am alive but tumblr itself doesn't seem to be. the app sucks and the community is toxic so ive moved over to reddit p much, though i assume i won't be 100% inactive here tho
just an update !
jsyk everyone knows -
i am alive but tumblr itself doesn't seem to be. the app sucks and the community is toxic so ive moved over to reddit p much, though i assume i won't be 100% inactive here tho
just an update !
𝔳𝔦𝔳𝔞, 𝖑𝖔𝖘𝖙 𝔳𝔢𝔤𝔞𝔰!
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original photography ↳ taken at las vegas; the neon museum【tim burton’s “lost vegas” exhibit】
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[photo id: a photo taken on a phone of metal + neon/led signs against a blue, slightly cloudy sky. the biggest sign in the very back is based in black, but lined with colorful neon shapes; aliens, hypnotized head-shot pinups, seahorses, and motel signs. underneath that sign, slightly more forwards, is the head-shot of a broken neon sign of a duck (yellow and red, to your left). next to the duck is a wiggly, red and blue sign, and next to that is a black-and-gold sign with a roman side-profile caricature head-shot. in the very front is a tall silver, gold, and red sign. the main candle-like shape is silver with lots of nails in it, with gold diamond-shaped stars climbing up it, lighter gold star-shaped stars inside the main shape, and a very dark moon-shape sitting at the top. under the moon shape is red lettering reading ‘lost vegas.’ under the photo is the aesthetically written title, ‘viva, lost vegas!’ end id.]
↫↫↫↫↫ ςᵃε𝓈a𝕣'𝓼 αη𝔾𝒆𝐥𝕤 ↬↬↬↬↬ ---
original photography ↳ taken at las vegas, caesar’s palace courtyard【outside of ‘abstinthe’ theatre】
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[photo id: a professionally taken photo of the top of roman-architecture themed gate. the photo is looking from below it, so the bottom of the onning/top of the gate is shown against a bright blue sky with fluffy, white clouds. there are two visible pillars holding the main structure up, they have divets up their sides and are topped with ‘leaves’, and on the bottom of the ‘top’ are sets of bright led lights. on top of the gate’s ‘top’ are two visible angel statues, they’re white and holding up golden trumpets, blowing into them. the clouds seem to be flowing from the trumpets. underneath the image is the aesthetically-typed title, ‘caesar’s angels’. end id.]
wandering, dazed.
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original photography ↳ taken at las vegas mccarran airport【rideshare pick-up area】
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[photo id: a professional, but blurry, image of a parking garage. there are lines of yellow/black striped rope sectioning off different rows for cars to drive, and the camera is facing a half-open wall, revealing a dark black night with bright city lights. underneath the picture, in skinny and uneven font, is the title ‘wandering, dazed.’ end id.]
effigy
Effigy (Noun) A sculpture or model of a person.
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Ohhh boy.
I’m not gonna ramble much about this - if you’re going to read it, that’s going to be plenty enough!
But I do want to emphasize how important this work is to me.
I poured my blood, sweat, and genuine tears into this piece, and stayed up until ungodly hours of the morning slaving away on trying to make this as beautiful and magnificent as it is in my head. Though the main character, Samuel, I’ve had around for a lot, lot longer; almost four years, now! I not only had to capture the beauty of the story itself, but the beauty of Samuel, who’s been sharing my head with me for a long, long time.
He and I are both really proud of this!
And with that, I hope you enjoy! Please favorite and leave any comment or critique you see fit!
Thank you so much for reading!
Please read Effigy at one of the following links, as Tumblr doesn’t work very well with large bricks of text!
DeviantArt: click here My Website: click here Google Docs: click here
Thank you, again!
pride! [click for better quality!]
gamble is gay, and genderfluid. i know those sort of contradict each other in theory, but his main pronouns are he/him and he still shows himself as a man, even with the feminine clothing style. so he just finds it easier to identify as gay, but also that's just what he feels fits him! calling himself anything different hasn't ever stuck. so yeah!! this look involves an equal use of the two flags! the top is all one top, just with different patterns (only the highest quality, don't worry). then the shorts are pink, with a heart with the gay/lgbt+-in-general flag on the butt. he has thigh-high socks, each with one flag, and then shoes that match the shorts in pink, but with one flag on each high-wedge heel! he's also wearing rainbow lipstick and eyeshadow, and in my mind he's wearing an incredible full face of makeup, but unfortunately im not sure how to draw that so far. i hope you enjoy this Look!! it was really fun to play around with! - base credit: www.deviantart.com/rika-dono/a…
billie eilish; all the good girls go to hell
billie eilish; ilomilo
billie eilish; my strange addiction
billie eilish; my strange addiction
billie eilish; all the good girls go to hell
billie eilish; all the good girls go to hell
billie eilish; my strange addiction
effigy
Effigy (Noun) A sculpture or model of a person.
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Ohhh boy.
I'm not gonna ramble much about this - if you're going to read it, that’s going to be plenty enough!
But I do want to emphasize how important this work is to me.
I poured my blood, sweat, and genuine tears into this piece, and stayed up until ungodly hours of the morning slaving away on trying to make this as beautiful and magnificent as it is in my head. Though the main character, Samuel, I've had around for a lot, lot longer; almost four years, now! I not only had to capture the beauty of the story itself, but the beauty of Samuel, who's been sharing my head with me for a long, long time.
He and I are both really proud of this!
And with that, I hope you enjoy! Please favorite and leave any comment or critique you see fit!
Thank you so much for reading!
Please read Effigy at one of the following links, as Tumblr doesn’t work very well with large bricks of text!
DeviantArt: click here My Website: click here Google Docs: click here
Thank you, again!
Disdain
Disdain Xepisia There was a seed, Displayed as a need, It was small and, It did not like, The eyes that stared, And did not stop. Lifted from the dirt, Taken from home; hurt, Scared of what followed, Planted by gentle hands, It very soon understood, It’s insides would burst. It ripped itself apart, Into a living art, A lovely, bright flower, Called a yellow carnation, It stood above all, And everybody nearby stared. It did not enjoy, The unblinking, pretend coy, So instead it turned, To the neon sun, Avoiding the eyes that, Never, ever looked away. Soon it was sleepy, Neon sun turned drippy, So it let iself, Fall asleep. When it awoke softly, Things had surely changed. It was a small rock, A tiny stone block, Decayed into a very, New and old form, The man in a, Very fancy white coat, Found it hiding alone. It was once again, On display again, With eyes that would, Not stop or pause, Unblinking, shaking, needing, wanting, A glimpse of the past. But things had changed, It wasn’t the same, The eyes were disgusted, Like it hated being, Watched, the hatred turned, Into a bold fire. A rock to dust, A hope to lust, Burning into a waste, It was simply ashes, There were camera flashes, And it did not stop. As it was broken, Realized it was chosen, To always be the, Center of unwanted attention, They would not help, They would not stop, It did not stop.
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headlights - collab
sketch and shading: @mixieroast / @mixieroast-art lines and color and typo: @xepisia-art / @xepisia
alec, white haired boy: @xepisia-art / @xepisia kevin, black haired boy: @mixieroast / @mixieroast-art