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#╰ ゜wishlist. * too tired to feel this old ; too late to start again.
redemn · 2 months
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i am severely lacking in   'plot where arthur is actually caught and bound by an authority figure / muse adjacent to the law or justice ,   and the premise is arthur trying to escape in increasingly more obnoxious ways until the other muse gets really tired of him'   and i think that's a shame .
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redemn · 7 months
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arthur was born to sketch … he was born to doodle everything he sees … he was sit crosslegged next to a little flower at midday , hunched over his journal with his trusty fountain pen and lopsided graphite pencil all focused on making the tiny lavender petals look right … he was made to sit out on the cliffs of new hanover with palm flat over the seam to keep the pages open while he fills those pages with the flat decorated landscape … when will he get that peace .
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redemn · 8 months
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tags. finally. pt 1.
╰ ゜out of character.  *  kat's blabbering about cowboys again. ╰ ゜save.  *  this is mine now ! get your own ! ╰ ゜out of character.  *  starter call. ╰ ゜in character.  *  starter. ╰ ゜in character.  *  thread. ╰ ゜out of character.  *  answered. ╰ ゜in character.  *  answered. ╰ ゜out of character.  *  dash commentary.
╰ ゜study.  *  old iron bearing down like wind ; it's built by ruin. ╰ ゜musing.  *  they say i do it wrong runnin from the law. ╰ ゜mannerism.  *  ain't gonna be no jury ; no self-defense. ╰ ゜headcanon.  *  i'll fight forgiveness ; so suffer for my shame. ╰ ゜skills.  *  but where the fire died ; it burnt a hole in me. ╰ ゜aesthetic.  *  i can't quite remember just what guided me. ╰ ゜art.  *  my nights go on and on ; my days are dark and tarred. ╰ ゜music.  *  under the blazin sun ; my heart's forever charred. ╰ ゜self promo.  *  this train keeps rollin ; filled with sinners. ╰ ゜promo.  *  i've still my cross to bear ; will i be saved ? ╰ ゜meme.  *  tell me once again that old story ; cure the pride. ╰ ゜wishlist.  *  too tired to feel this old ; too late to start again. ╰ ゜edits.  *  no one to blame this time ; i'm forsaken in this land. ╰ ゜crack.  *  the pines often whisper what no tongue can tell. ╰ ゜queue.  *  i leave my life behind ; ruined by my hand.
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