my second? the doctor and their tardis. idgaf she's alive and beautifully vast and I'm calling them objectum for her even though she's so much more than an object and I'm in love with her. also. she's my wife
i love an eepy kon soo that's most of these. the 3rd row are just close-ups that make me laugh (anime girl kon, pathetic wet cat kon, horse-face in an emotional moment kon)
i love having ppl who tell me they love my art its like... Oh... Little Ol Me? Humble little me from the dairy farm? i feel like the village farmgirl sitting alone on the prarie when the handsome outsider comes to visit and pays attention to me instead of my vastly successful and much more beautiful older sister. Sitting like this
IF YOU IF YOU COULD RETURN DONT LET IT BURN DONT LET IT FADE IM SURE IM NOT BEING RUDE BUT ITS JUST YOUR ATTITUDE ITS TEARING ME APART ITS RUINING EVERYTHING SWORE SWORE I WOULD BE TRUE AND HONEY SO DID YOU SO WHY WERE YOU HOLDING HER HAND IS THAT THE WAY WE STAND WERE YOU LYING ALL THE TIME IS IT JUST A GAME TO YOU BUT IM IN SO DEEP YOU KNOW IM SUCH A FOOL FOR YOU YOU GOT ME WRAPPED AROUND YOUR FINGER DO YOU HAVE TO LET IT LINGER DO YOU HAVE TO DO YOU HAVE TO LET IT LINGER
Another way that Mihawk’s perfectionism and obsessiveness rears its head is that he wanted Shanks to love him best.
Realistically in terms of people Shanks was probably all Mihawk had and so by default he loved him best but Shanks has so many people an ever growing list of people that he loves and where does Mihawk fall on that list? It’s easy to belive for a long time that he’s at the top. After all it’s him that Shanks keeps crossing oceans for. It’s him that Shanks comes back to again and again testing steel against steel, skin and skin. And things are good
But then Shanks goes to lay low in a little village in the east blue and meets a little boy.
And Mihawk doesn’t even know that he’s “lost” till it’s too late. Until Shanks has already sacrificed an arm and a hat for that boy and how could Mihawk ever compete with that?
And what’s the point of competing if you can’t win? If you can’t be the best?
sometimes i worry when writing like artist statements and that kind of stuff that i sound like a jackass and i think to a certain extent every artist does unfortunately myself included but then i read some others statements and it's like. look i'm decently well read and smart enough, but this shit is totally incomprehensible to the degree where there's no way the artist/writer even knows what they're trying to say. complete word salad
I started caring about the fascinating dynamics and potential going on between Jason&Bruce&Joker and now I can never again enjoy fancontent that just goes 'and then the Joker died. Anyways-' like nonono do not just pass up on all the possibilities like that. Read war of gotham: overture by mid_knightowl and come back to me with your eyes open to the sheer potential pls
Like how men's pants have multiple measurements that are present in the size numbers(i.e. waist measurement - in-seam measurement - (possibly)outer-seam measurement)(plus the size numbers are the actual inch/cm size and not some arbitrary number) AND there are like a lot of different cuts available??? how did I not know this
i also learned that i r e a l l y have no idea what romantic love/attraction is?? and whether or not i experience it?!?