Moodboard

"Yes bawss" the goons say, as I order them to go home to their wives and kids, to live out their days in peace and quiet-comfort, to raise their children and to see them through to college - to watch them succeed out there in the world and to feel pride in ways they never knew they had the capacity to feel. To live old, and to die with their spouse at their bedside, hand clutched in-hand, as they fade in and out of consciousness. Voices echoing through the hospital room, and the sounds of sobbing and well-wishes from loved ones merging into the background, until all that's left is a muffled-silence, imposing and omnipresent. Through their final-slivers of life and lucidity, a voice is heard, one so beautiful and intimate, that their fears and sorrows vanish in an instant - and this voice, with its delicate-timbre, rings through their mind as it finally goes, and it speaks a truth, a truth that they know will always be true:

"I'll always love you"

i think about this frame more often than i’d like to admit

More Clarissa & Amanda !

Ren coming back to the life series: I will try and fix the evil in Martin's heart. I want to make him better. I wanted more time with him-

Mumbo coming back to the life series: I DON'T LIKE THAT YOU HAVE OTHER FRIENDS GRIAN I AM THE ONLY ONE YOU NEED. I AM GOING TO MAKE HIM WORSE

Feelin like a good time to dig this one up from 2022, Alexandra Billings for Human Rights Campaign.

we're

not

going

anywhere

i've come to make an announcement. docm77 is a bitchass motherfucker. he killed my fucking horse. that's right, he took his goatass fucking dumb warden machine out and he killed my fucking horse and he said his machine had "80 wardens ready" and I said "that's absurd".

so i'm making a callout post on my twitter dot com: docm77, you got a small storage system, its the size of this cottagecore build except way smaller. and guess what? here's what my storage system looks like. that's right baby, all beautiful, no redstone, no overcompensating, look at that it looks like a painting.

he killed my horse so guess what? i'm gonna send him to skyblock. that's right this is what you get, MY SUPER SKYBLOCK SENTENCE. except i'm not just sending you to skyblock, i'm gonna go higher, I'M SENDING YOU TO EXILE SKYBLOCK. HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT XISUMA, I PISSED ON THE MOON YOU IDIOT!

you have twenty-three hours before the judge's gavel hits the fucking sound block, now get out of my fucking sight, before i increase your sentence again.

hecate

i love you green. i love you forests. i love you smell of damp earth. i love you feeling before the storm breaks. i love you moss. i love you rivers. i love you streams. i love you thunderstorms. i love you sunlight shining through leaves.

my grandpa saw my gemsona on facebook and now he wants me to draw him a gemsona

A little late to the party, but here's a piece inspired by my favorite Stomachaches-era music video