Some Time Ago I Found A Huffpost Interview With Jackie Fuchs Of The Runaways Where She's Telling About

Mötley Crüe after a show. Shout At The Devil Era. Part II.

Cookies need love like everything does.

This collage I made back in 2022 has been rediscovered by a bunch of lovely people here recently, and I thought I might as well reblog it too. I still love it, and I appreciate your warm attention. ♡

Also. After I saw the fourth movie, I made a Neo x Smith art, for that gem contained so much fruitiness it was dripping off the screen. Here it is if anyone's interested:

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Hermitess

I just have never heard a program speak of love.

Cookies need love like everything does.

Still life with grapes

The only fact of his existence in the deep of my headphones to resurrect atrophied art skills or to encourage while being among humans tranquilizes me as hell.

Jon Bon Jovi and Richie Sambora in their previous incarnations as duet of bards in medieval Europe (I'm thinking Italy). So I guess you can say they're still in the 80s, but it's 1480s.

Here I imagine them being kind of travelling musicians - in this particular scene they're performing on a medieval fair, connected to some seasonal festivity; and there always are other places for them to play at, as well as to meet their fellow musicians. I'd say they're doing great.

Aside of aesthetic there's another reason why I chose middle ages as a setting. Sometimes I learn things that make me think we, our society, our rules and laws and those cishet men of power who write them, are still mentally living in some clone of the ancient world. This feeling haunts me, and it's my healthy way to express it, apparently.

I love the result, and I love being inspired again after such a long period of emptiness. Great thanks to fandom for making me feel alive.

Pockets of an archetypical 80s rocker.

That interesting and seductive feeling when you look so godlike and radiate such confidence in own irresistibility it makes you ready to desire for self.

Lightened by rays of the setting sun, I looked illegally beautiful in a side mirror.

I almost hadn't expirienced it so strongly since then, and don't know when I will. Warmth and light are slipping away, so I'll just leave here this lost piece of summer and continue my transition to the phase of darkness and cold.

I’ve been sitting on this one for a while, waiting for the right moment to post it (even I don’t know what I was waiting for).

Regardless, have this Richie study. If I can find the original photo I will link it here.

Reverent shading to show my love