Will You Hug Him?  🥺 👉 👈

Fantasy authors are now banned from titling their books anything to do with crowns, thorns, precious metals, roses, blood or bones. You hauve to think of something else now.

I can't get any decent sleep so I did what any sane person would do

Draw more

Ya think xyx would enjoy the fun activity of hunting sea urchins to snack on?

Of course I had to draw him from the birthday illustration by robobarbie

I’m not a classicist, but I suspect one of the reasons so many of the Greek gods are portrayed so unflatteringly was less because they were seen as villains than because they represented their domains.  Of course Zeus sometimes misuses his power, that’s what a king does.  Of course Artemis’s wrath is wild and painful, that’s what nature can be.  Of course Hades snatched away a young girl from her mother’s arms, that’s what death does.  This is one of the reasons callout posts for some gods comparing them negatively to ‘nicer’ gods are kind of missing the point.

I firmly believe that some stories can never be translated into a different medium and that's okay

Why don't they make stained glass fish tanks? Give those fish Catholic guilt

*feels both “I am so bored & understimulated I want to do EVERYTHING!” and “I am so exhausted & overwhelmed I can’t do ANYTHING” at the same time*

pro-abortion. pro-divorce. i believe we have the god-given right to give up

i walked into seekL because of a mystery masked man and walked out with pseudo-SQL knowledge i love dating sims

I’m obsessed with tragedies that you know are tragedies from the beginning. I am obsessed with Horatio ending the play surrounded by the dead. I’m obsessed with Achilles and Patroclus not being able to grow old because they’ve been taken from the world too young. I’m obsessed with Romeo and Juliet lying dead, side by side. I’m obsessed with Orpheus turning around and Eurydice crumbling to dust over and over. 

I’m obsessed with stories that are so engrained in our society that we know how they are gong to end, and that they are going to end with everyone dead or destroyed. I’m obsessed with the fact that we read them anyway. I’m obsessed with the hope that it could turn out differently and the willingness to feel that despair again. 

‘You are trying to slap some sense into your ex-boyfriend, while he does not let you sleep.’