When she looked at me and said
how I would make a great mermaid
I wasn’t expecting the response to my
Own amusement and curiosity as a
compliant answer to
make me doubt everything I ever thought I
Really was.
"I’d follow you anywhere."
When really I’m sure it’d be
Me
Following you
Everywhere.

We talked in the dark.

I thought about the adorable French piano player
Who I’d eventually share a first kiss with over a duet of
Liebestraum
And go from there with my stained charcoal fingers
Straining through her angel-soft hair

I thought about the charismatic Italian who
I’d meet for one night over sex and art and then
Like the moon on a
Perfect night
Never see again

Then about that backpacker I’d run into
During a summer spent exploring the deepest depths of
My Persian blood
Traveling the rest of the way with our hands like
Tangled roots of molten brass and gold

Even about the girl who I said
I’d never stop loving for all the incarnations of which
I
Exist

And I realized.

To which may or may not be our inevitable end that
May of which spark itself from the ashes or stay
Dormant into eternal slumber
Somehow thinking in the realistic sense outside of my
Idealistic pool

I’ll miss you forever and regret we
ever fell out of love over a silly thing as

My wanderlust.

Today I smoked myself awake
Waiting for the drops of nicotine to be my catalyst for
Something to cure what is insecure;
Me.

Today I drank coffee that tasted like
A celestial scene to drink in
Without my eyes
Just my tasteless tongue
But when I was questioned it only tasted
Like a firm caffeine chokehold to put
My senses into a numbed state of
Suspension
Without release.

Today I picked up a pencil with thoughts
Of money
Only to put it down
With thoughts of
Love.

Best couple coming through. Bree and Leo are p much the best okay? Okay. That’s why they get an extra and not just because uh. Leo is easily swayed by Bree’s magic hands okay ahahahahahaaaa okay yay let’s go and evaluate how I tried painting boobs

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FINALLY FINISHED ALL THE LADRI LOVINS (with an extra as per certain request, eheh) and so. I used references around these last ones and coloring-wise I’m trying something new, but it feels somewhat half-assed? Probably just need to get used to a different feel. Anywho! Evelyn and F (Kate’s still working on a name for him!) Below, below~

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phototaxis:

Ladri babes from Mal!!! Look at theeeeemmm they are beautiful they are SMOOCHING UNDER MISTLETOE they are going on Leo’s crappy homemade treasure hunt ?!?!?!?! AAAAHHHH

I SEE I MADE A TYPO THO (I was probably wondering how to write dialect and got distracted probably ahahaha)

Merry Christmas bby <3

Posting Kate’s birthday gift now so the world can know how much I love her and am so excited about next summer. HELL YEAH ilu corvus kid

As much as I love onions, garlic, and mushrooms all put together in one beautiful, sauteed beauty on potatoes (so I love you so much it’s hard to believe)

tagged: #Ladri #melon art

So Kate still has yet to name F, but!! I remember having started on this one a very long time ago, but didn’t finish it until now.

I tried really hard to make him Greek as heck

tagged: #Ladri #melon art

Have some Ladri art as an update because that’s all I ever want to fucking draw because I can’t ignore my babbies any longer or I’ll cry.

This is Cyril! And he’s a cocky little sailor who likes falling off cliffs, going missing for several years, and then trying to grow an impressive beard to accentuate dem scars. (◕‿◕✿)

He looks like he’s going grey, but really, those tend to be the spots where he gets bleached by the sun+sea the most. His main mop of hair somehow is more resistant than his face!

Vinyls Were Made for Two.

As I spin each record, the first records I have ever bought

Out of the pocket money I earned each week, which is quite a lot

It occurs to me that somehow these gorgeous discs with subtle grooves

Were most definitely, I must say, made for two.

You listen and you listen to the tunes and jams that set your heart afire

Before you flip onto its other side, over and over, the act begins to tire

Wouldn’t it make sense to have another person right next to you?

So you can argue every night about which side you want to choose

Until you both break down into foolish little smiles and just

Spend the rest of each night spinning something on that turntable queue.

Right now, though I love my records, they will just sit there for a while

After all, didn’t I say vinyls were made for two

There’s not much else I’ll do with them without you.