#&& four eyes

[wbbgetsmewetter]

do you love me enough to clean my glasses when my shirt isn’t the right fabric?

[sarahmackattack]

eeeeeeeee HI

Happy Invertefest to all those who celebrate

[juneaupaws]

Some Andromeda sketches, i've decided they are probably evil now :3c

[lonelycxnt07]

Hai xD

[babiedeer]

[chronolatry-art]

eclipse

[cynimb]

I like to think Batter needs glasses because some of the posters were blurry. It might just be the poster itself that is blurry but I'd like to put glasses on Mr. Batter

Just a quick sketch on it (Mr. Four eyes or Eight eyes?)

[mumblelard]

slow ghosts go go goes or azimuth

yesterday, i learned that some pieces of light spend the first ten thousand years after they are born, battered by crushing forces, struggling to escape the core of the sun, before they make the eight minute journey to my eye

last night, i dreamt that i was poking an icepick into my leg over and over, but instead of tearing flesh and spilling blood, it was chipping off brightly luminescent fragments of blue gemstone

i was awoken too early this morning when my four eyed cast iron friend lost his grip on the wall and crashed onto the stainless steel sink

today, i'm going to buy a loaf of coarse brown bread and eat it with butter and sour cherry jam

[1hatemorita]

[truantng]

159/366 Linktree

[juneaupaws]

Four-Eyes

[yomai]

MY BOY

MY SWEET BEAUTIFUL BOY

[kitten-kelcie]

[cubesona]

Honest Commission 6: for Tevruden

[jenbunny-star]

🤓

[martins-rx]

So, I don't really ship Levihan (they're more platonic soulmates, imo), but there's this italian poem by Eugenio Montale that makes me think of them.

Ho sceso, dandoti il braccio, almeno un milione di scale

e ora che non ci sei è il vuoto ad ogni gradino.

[...]

Ho sceso milioni di scale dandoti il braccio

non già perché con quattr’occhi forse si vede di più.

Con te le ho scese perché sapevo che di noi due

le sole vere pupille, sebbene tanto offuscate,

erano le tue.

ENG

I went down, giving you my arm, at least one million of stairs

and now that you are no more here it’s the void on every step.

[...]

I went down a millions of stairs, at least, arm in arm with you,

not only because four eyes perhaps see more.

With you I went down because I knew, among the two of us,

the only real eyes, although very blurred,

belonged to you.