Wails And Throws Up

no more girl boss

now it's time for girl moss

feels so wrong that itll be 2025 soon. fake year. science fiction year

the feminism leaving my body at the sight of miguel o'hara

Both Reached For The Pristine Blade

Absolutely no one is doing it like the Long Quiet and the Shifting Mound.

They’re nascent gods. They’re the embodiments of change and stagnation, and as such are in constant opposition. They used to be one. They were torn from each other, edges purposefully left bloody and ragged. They feel each other’s absence like a wound. They love each other, because all that is not one is the other. They love each other, because to love the other is to love what once was theirs. They are beyond human comprehension, and yet their relationship encompasses all the brightest and strangest and most grotesque human emotions. They flirt awkwardly with each other. They threaten each other. They trick each other. They have erotic knife fights. They have intense philosophical debates. They make each other better. They mutilate each other. They are the universe itself, perceiving itself, ever evolving and self-immolating and expanding as they discover new avenues of expression and experience. They destroy each other, over and over again. They forgive each other every time.

This is a love story, and they are love.

i think they should let anyone who wants to make star wars movies, with no concern for any canon between them.

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