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Ebony Dark’ness, you will always be famous to me
first one to guess what i’m about to write gets five american dollars
Experimenting with layers, colour and brushes, featuring Br’aad!!!
Jrwi got me again it’s all i think about
i am going to make a couple that is so luridly codependent.
they should make a beer that has 50 calories and at least 8% abv and has protein in it
the stupid fucking guy i think is cute is at the stupid fucking gym right now and i haven’t had any stupid fucking dinner and i am going to explode
Queen you haven't been posting I'm very much concerned ‼️
Why would I be posting? This website sucks and everyone is stupider than me
Having an obscure OTP is a similar pain, in my opinion, to experiencing homophobia.
oh god
no matter how many years stretch by, so long as both of us are alive, there is still a chance my father will permit me to die in his memory as something other than his daughter. that permission means he will die as something other than his father’s son. something better. something kinder.
in the ether of my mind, no matter which way it goes, we will meet on the other side. he will be twenty, thirty, again, trying to light a cigarette. i will stop, and hold out my lighter. the flame will dance; offering. it is up to him if he takes it.
there are theories that the self is all there is; the self is the universe’s entire consciousness, that you have been and will be every single person and thing in all of existence. all i know is that i keep my lighter forever topped-up with fuel. if i meet my father, on this corner or the next or the one after that, i will keep offering. in one of these worlds, on one of these corners, he accepts. in one of these worlds, we exhale plumes of tobacco smoke, soothing ourselves with nicotine as the world around us melts, warping into the open flame of the zippo.
in one of these worlds, we stand on the corner, watching the cars drive past, and my father walks down to a payphone and calls his father. when he hangs up after the first ring, i pick the receiver up. the operator asks where i’d like to call; tells me i paid for five minutes’ conversation. i stub my cigarette out underneath the keypad and tell her nevermind.
in the distance, the lights of a church basement glow up through barred windows at us. in another world, my father and i sit side by side, and pick up 24-hour chips, and drink shitty coffee. in another world, my father and i wear nicotine patches and lay brick. in another world, when i pick up the payphone, the operator informs me time is out on this receiver. please insert a quarter.
kyoya is grape
they should make ohshc vapes
today was single handedly the best day of my life. i caught a cop stealing from the store i work at
baby tee that says “future rent boy” and it’s on a 6’3 fat jacked diesel mechanic who’s actively lighting his third cigarette of the hour
Tamaharu
Artist Joodles
guys what if i rush a frat
thinks about how people talk about pcos and starts doing this
i’m writing porn.
this is like watching a single snow-white dove fly over a pristine alpine meadow.
sorry guys what the fuck do you mean jrwi has been going on for six years. who is br'aad. who is narwhal who is triplemcwheatie. what im going insane. am i hallucinating
i don’t think any of you understand. the impetus, the fucking click behind scythebelts for me, is not strictly romantic. it is that sylnan, his entire life, has been trying to hold on to everything he can and he never gets to. and velrisa, god fucking bless her, has been waiting for someone to hold on to her like that, like nobody really has.
the impetus, the fucking spark, the starting point for everything i write for them, is based upon the gutsense fucking horror of seeing someone reach for you and not knowing if they mean to catch you for certain or just until you’re not useful.
everything else is just fluff and filler. the cleric/rogue dramatics, the high contrast, the jokes, the mutual admiration, the aesthetics- all of it is fluff and filler. good, but just not why i love it.
at core and center, they are holding on to each other until they are bleeding from the goddamn fingernails because nothing else is willing to stay as static and calm as they are. nobody else- not as though it is a personal failing on anyone else’s part, it is simply the way things go- is willing to cling on as hard for some chance at steady ground. sylnan and vel are. that’s what makes me write em.
HIOOLY SHIT
in 2025 i'm restarting my tradition of drawing velrisa annually :)
i’m seated. i’m sat. i’m looking.
Damn getting the annual cry about that one Br'aad and Sylnan edit to Ikanaide out the way early, huh?
(If you have not seen it, it is on YouTube. It is life changing. Trust me. It has been living rent free in my head for a good few years now despite cossy livs)
judas’ betrayal was an act of god. the apple that lodged in adam’s throat was an act of god. if i press my quiet lips to the tender spot on your neck where the original sin still sits heavy in your windpipe, is that an act of god or a sin? either way it tastes sweet.
br’aad vengolor is a manic pixie dream girl in the sense that i think if he had prolonged exposure to any particularly evil character who did not want to kill him he could probably fix them.
1.5hr drive plus 1hr train plus 2hr airport wait plus 2hr flight plus 2hr flight plus 1.5hr drive today. good thing i’ve never been normal about anything in my life ever.
LIKE WHY ARE ALL MY OTHER INTERESTS SO WEIRD. i like to go to frat parties. i like to watch opera. i like les miserables. i like to fix my clothes. my favorite book series is a british 14-book series made for middle school boys about sky pirates. i like to smoke weed. i like to work out. i like 80’s pop and i like power metal and i like broadway i’m A FREAK!
genuinely i need to be either more or less autistic about the fated. wdym nobody else has any fics for them. wdym i think of them every time i see any tiktok ever. im gonna start reading les miserable fanfic i swear to christ
genuinely i need to be either more or less autistic about the fated. wdym nobody else has any fics for them. wdym i think of them every time i see any tiktok ever. im gonna start reading les miserable fanfic i swear to christ