he is back at it again but now listening to square hammer. and as im typing this i started hearing kaisarion blaring from his speakers.
holy fuck
i just caught my father listening to mary on a cross and i was just like 😮
and he has it on repeat. i dont know what to think about this.
started working on a copia comfort thingy but im so anxious to do the line art because i know it will fuck it up
<3
You are loved by the Gods. Every part of you is loved and will always be, no matter what you do.
here is my ghoulsona in their full glory (bit dramatic i know) the headcanons and stuff i have for them are here ⬇️
i was too tired to colour in copia but i will probably do that later on.
i tried with the colouring since im new to digital art so theres a lot of different technices in there wich can make it look a bit meh. i also definitly just realozed i forgot to colour in the eyebrows
small page of my sketcbook im currently working in/drawing in
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My mjolnir pendant is so important to me. It's a constant reminder of my Gods and my ancestors in my soul at all times.
It's holy to wear but it's also holy to live with. My partner and I kiss on my bed and mjolnir swings into his teeth on accident and we laugh, and someone else, some ancient lovers with the same faith, have done that before.
The Amazing Devil truly knocked it out of the park with Fair in terms of love songs i mean its got everything. Domesticity, deep adoration, confessions of love when youre sure no one else can hear, a that's what she said joke, yogurt, genuinely dont think there's a more romantic song on the face of the earth
purple and yellow flowers
🪻🌻🪻
you gifted me these purple and yellow flowers
your hands bleeding from picking them
yet smiling at me telling me i was yellow and you were purple
how my heart fluttered at the thoughtful gift, holding them
now dead are these purple and yellow flowers
forever stuck in time, sitting in a gin and tonic bottle on my desk
i wonder if you ever think back at the yellow flowers
how that night when you gifted me the flowers you told me
"its nothing romantic"
but then again, why else would you caress me like that
why else would you hold me against you as you press a kiss to my jaw, cheek and then lips
now its been three months and i stare at these purple and yellow flowers
wondering how much of your words had been true
you had said so many things to me, not sure which were lies and which were the truth
now each time i see purple and yellow flowers i wonder about you
-F