Grunge - Blog Posts
One of my favorite games, Life is strange
Typeface: ABC - leo the artist
Final Fantasy XV 💙🖤
Grunge
There is one thing that surprises me whenever I think of Grimmer and Lunge. Both share the same problem of a lack of humanity (especially emotion). However, the way in which these two people are free from problems is completely opposite.
To put it simply, Grimmer should be remembered, but Lunge should be forgotten. I believe that true growth for Lunge starts with stopping the compulsive hoarding of data.
If Grimmer had survived, he would have sincerely told Lunge that he didn't have to remember so obsessively and desperately. And that would have been the first piece of advice that Lunge heard about his own way of remembering.
Grimmer would have been genuinely concerned about him and perhaps stopped his typing-obsessed fingers.
(We already know that Gillen pointed out Lunge's memory method. However, this is close to a strategic attack on Lunge's blind spots.)
Some sketches and palette doodles. I don't even know how to approach Tenma and Rudy, but I'm trying
“And in the blink of an eye
I’ll watch these golden years fly by”
She’s Nagisa. She’s tall, beautiful, and she’s another of xpastelvampirex OCs.
I had so much fun colouring this but i used the wrong paper sheet...
changed lives
Halsey to matty
He doesn't like to cuddle. He likes to grip my hips and pull the fibers of pink tissue in shreds from my lip with his teeth. He throws his hands in the air like a messiah and leans his head out the open window. easy. breathe. codeine. breeze. We laugh loudly and kiss loudly and moan loudly. He mouths vulgar things that make me giggle in front of our friends. I run my hand along the seam off his tight black jeans beneath the table top. He rolls his eyes and smirks at me. We take every opportunity to touch, to feel, so secretly. So public. Exhibitionist pleasure. We play like children, tousling my hair and I climb on his back. We roll spliff after spliff and talk rapidly and vigorously and trip over each others sentences like a sidewalk crack. He says "us" like it means "amen" and his eyes burn wild with a fire of passion. We get drunk. Off of wine and skin and things we love. His smile erupts across his face like it could shatter his cheekbones. His eyes glimmer like a lake catching the glare of the moonlight. A glint of silver is growing up the side of his hairline. He thinks it makes him look distinguished. I laugh and agree. He loves to be so much older than me. He thinks it makes him wise. We spend a lot of time in hotel rooms with the doors shut. (We spend a lot of time outside of hotel rooms with our mouths shut.) He thinks the Xanax makes the sex last longer and I don't argue. I always wake up first. I sit at the desk and work quietly and glance at him in the sheets. Vulnerable and quiet. Soft face. Soft sounds. A warm cup of coffee and marmalade light through the windows. We bond over love for our brothers. We fight over where the chord change should go. We tease, oh we tease. He likes clean socks and messy hair and he runs his fingers down my overall straps with a tigers grin. He writes his name in the fog on the mirror from where he grabbed a fistful of my hair and pressed my face against the glass. He loves soul music. We sing confidently and triumphantly. I tap my fingers like spiders legs across his bare chest and undo his buttons one by one. I toss my head back and laugh maniacally and pout my lips when he won't be fair. He speaks like a pastor and trips over his words, his tongue struggles to meet his brain. That's how a prodigy thinks. (Or it's the drugs). He knows when my words are about him and he lets it all go to his head and I don't care because I love to watch him love himself. We laugh and fuck and play and write and plot and say goodbye and never worry. He is my occasional constant. A parody of himself. A paradox of ever present and transparent. I don't care what he is. I just care THAT he is. (via seenteenblack)
lps ocs I made a while ago💕❄️
Made my ocs back in April of 2024
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Lovesick ferret 💕 candy
Base by milkieminxlps
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snow otter ❄️ Snowbelle
Base by pumpkinscustoms
Plus a doodle of a cat
Rockapella promotional photo, 1995.
(AI enhanced with Remini)
wrong way
nasa id: GSFC_20171208_Archive_e000798
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i was never alone / i never even had the chance / the universe is too big
Drawing grungey people late at night
.˳⁺⁎˚ ꒰ఎ Venus As A Boy ໒꒱ ˚⁎⁺˳ .
New blog header image!! :D also first time drawing my persona in like 6 months
lol testing how to edit tumblr posts
