anyone know why there's some ginger kid on the wing of the plane im in lol should i be concerned
nostalgic, for nothing [BEAST]
finally able to post the work i did for @skkangstzine! leftover sales are going on until October 10th, which you can find details for here <3
looking forward to little bro
needed to draw more chimera yuri
"can we pretend like it's the first time?" im gonna be sick
A bit late xmas (kinda) picture... One of my Roman Empires - the Great Christmas Truce of 1914. Of course I couldn't help but imagine the azicrowley in this setting
Their first (and only, as they are sure for many years) meeting, the memory of which they will cherish for ages.
(Please please forgive me historians and all history fans. I diligently studied all the material, and then neglected it for the sake of artistic expression ðŸ˜)
Like. Love doesn’t transcend severance but grief does. Grief changes you in a way love doesn’t, like. Like even if you remove the memory of loss, grief remains, but if you remove the object of affection, love doesn’t. Like. Innie Mark wakes up in the elevator every day knowing his outtie has been crying before work and feeling a certain void that he doesn’t know how to satisfy or express with the vocabulary of limited emotions he has been given. But like when he sees Ms Casey, she sparks no emotion or memory. But also grief is like. A sadder word for love. So maybe she does. So maybe Mark’s grief finds a home in Helly’s face. Like
do you get me?