These stars are descending
These scars are discerning
I ebb and you flow, it’s a
A bit screwed but you can’t catch my love
Mayday - UNKLE
Self-indulgent piece i started just at the end of last year while re-binging Golden Kamuy. i wanted to experiment with my style and shading so uhhh this drawing came to life. i like color palettes too much i think
Knowing a fic author through AO3 is like attending someone’s thesis presentation and politely clapping at the end, knowing a fic author through this hellsite is like going over to their house at 3AM to watch them eat mayonnaise out of a jar
sometimes a family unit can be a teenage girl burdened with the fate of an entire indigenous people, a retired terrorist desperately trying to un-retire, a guy whose special interest is guns and who stims by shooting people, and a wriggly guy