Well since you're here I might as well tell you a little about myself. Currently I am 22 and live in Texas. I love to read fanfiction but I am a HUGE grammar nazi. Tattoos and Hello Kitty are my obsessions...if you couldn't tell. I love art and anything that has to do with creativty but sadly I cannot draw and right now do not have the time to try and get my creative juices flowing. But if you would like to know anything more feel free to ask! I don't bite...hard.
I BET THAT IF TWO KIDS LIVED IN THOSE TWO HOUSES THAT THEY WOULD COME OUT ON THEIR ALMOST CONJOINING ROOFS OUTSIDE THEIR BEDROOM WINDOWS AND TALK AND BE BEST FRIENDS AND FALL IN LOVE.
I will not write fluff to that. I won’t. No.
LUCY I FOUND IT
But what if instead of two kids, it was, say, a kid and an old woman? And at first they just ignore each other and keep their blinds down and curtains shut, but then the kid climbs out onto the roof one spring morning to get a frisbee and she’s got the window open bc it’s so nice out and she tells him to cut that out, it’s not a jungle gym and maybe the kid shows off a bit and nearly falls, and the old woman catches his arm…. anyway, so sometimes they leave the windows open and the kid’ll show off his comic books or asks what rhymes with ‘beautiful’ (and it’s totally for homework shut up), and the old woman tells him about all the protests and marches she took part in, and asks him the name of that one cute pop star (it’s absolutely for her crossword now shush). And the old woman gives the kid relationship advice and doesn’t tell when he tries a bit too much of his parents’ liquor cabinet one time, and the kid comes over and shows her how to use the smartphone her daughter bought for her and doesn’t tell when she sneaks a cigarette out of said daughter’s bag. And when the weather’s too bad to open the windows, they tape silly pictures or notes to the glass for the other to see (the kid makes sure to make his extra big so she doesn’t have to admit her eyeight isn’t what it used to be), and when it is nice the kid will sneak over and leave seashells on her windowsill, because the old woman said once she misses the sea, but she can’t travel like she used to. And one day he peeks in her window and sees her on the floor, and calls 911 and basically saves her life because she had a stroke and nobody would’ve known in time otherwise. And when she finally gets back from the hospital, just for a while because her daughter’s talking about a retirement home where she’ll have plenty of medical care and lots of friends her age, the kid comes through the window and then pulls another kid through the window who he introduces as his boyfriend, and says he wanted her to meet him. And she sniffs and interrogates the boyfriend in proper elderly relative fashion, and then declares him worthy of her boy— barely. And when she finally does have to go to that retirement home, the kid still comes to visit her, and always leaves seashells on the windowsill.
I’m not crying or anything
I am omg
Bleh, I’ve had a huge shortage of time lately due to workworkwork so I’ve been sorely lacking in doodles :(
I knocked this one out at the tail end of lunch as I had to work thru most of it this time around. I at least got to do SOMETHING.
As you can see…my sketches and doodles tend to be A FREAKING MESS D: I am a sloppy sloppy artist! I’ll either refine this as I ink it, or just leave it as is and paint over it to clean it up.
Anyways, some random dragon/lady goodness. I don’t draw the dragons and or the dragon ladies enough. Shame on me.
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OKAY SO MY MOM REALLY LOVES OLAF HES LIKE HER FAVOURITE FICTIONAL CHARACTER NOW AND IT SNOWED SOME GOOD PACKING SNOW TODAY AND SHE ASKED IF I WANTED TO BUILD HIM ONCE WE SHOVELED SO WE FUCKIGN DID.
the prince is awake
your shit is wrecked.
do you want to build a motherfucking snowman