#im so happy for it still tho

[inkskinned]

for a while i lived in an old house; the kind u.s americans don't often get to live in - living in a really old house here is super expensive. i found out right before i moved out that the house was actually so old that it features in a poem by emily dickinson.

i liked that there were footprints in front of the sink, worn into the hardwood. there were handprints on some of the handrails. we'd find secret marks from other tenants, little hints someone else had lived and died there. and yeah, there was a lot wrong with the house. there are a lot of DIY skills you learn when you are a grad student that cannot afford to pay someone else to do-it-for-ya. i shared the house with 8 others. the house always had this noise to it. sometimes that noise was really fucking awful.

in the mornings though, the sun would slant in thick amber skiens through the windows, and i'd be the first one up. i'd shuffle around, get showered in this tub that was trying to exit through the floor, get my clothes on. i would usually creep around in the kitchen until it was time to start waking everyone else up - some of them required multiple rounds of polite hey man we gotta go knocks. and it felt... outside of time. a loud kind of quiet.

the ghosts of the house always felt like they were humming in a melody just out of reach. i know people say that the witching hour happens in the dark, but i always felt like it occurred somewhere around 6:45 in the morning. like - for literal centuries, somebody stood here and did the dishes. for literal centuries, somebody else has been looking out the window to this tree in our garden. for literal centuries, people have been stubbing their toes and cracking their backs and complaining about the weather. something about that was so... strangely lovely.

i have to be honest. i'm not a history aficionado. i know, i know; it's tragic of me. i usually respond to "this thing is super old" by being like, wow! cool! and moving on. but this house was the first time i felt like the past was standing there. like it was breathing. like someone else was drying their hands with me. playing chess on the sofa. adding honey to their tea.

i grew up in an old town. like, literally, a few miles off of walden pond (as in of the walden). (also, relatedly, don't swim in walden, it's so unbelievably dirty). but my family didn't have "old house" kind of money. we had a barely-standing house from the 70's. history existed kind of... parallel to me. you had to go somewhere to be in history. your school would pack you up on a bus and take you to some "ye olden times" place and you'd see how they used to make glass or whatever, and then you'd go home to your LEDs. most museums were small and closed before 5. you knew history was, like, somewhere, but the only thing that was open was the mcdonalds and the mall.

i remember one of my seventh grade history teachers telling us - some day you'll see how long we've been human for and that thing has been puzzling me. i know the scientific number, technically.

the house had these little scars of use. my floors didn't actually touch the walls; i had to fill them with a stopgap to stop the wind. other people had shoved rags and pieces of newspaper. i know i've lost rings and earring backs down some of the floorboards. i think the raccoons that lived in our basement probably have collected a small fortune over the years. i complain out loud to myself about how awful the stairs are (uneven, steep, evil, turning, hard to get down while holding anything) and know - someone else has said this exact same thing.

when i was packing up to leave and doing a final deep cleaning, i found a note carved in the furthest corner in the narrow cave of my closet. a child's scrawled name, a faded paint handprint, the scrangly numbers: 1857.

we've been human for a long time. way back before we can remember.

[wasyago]

the brainrot won

[u3pxx]

"and apollo… i need you to be there, defending me. i need your power."

happy apollo has his first trial and loses his job day! 🌻☀️🃏♠️

like this art? it's a print, here! | like what i do? support me on ko-fi!

seen lots of perceive fanart with polly looking stoic and cool so, what if i turn the anxiety up?

kept thinking about how freaky it must've been for him to focus for the first time so there he is, cutting the circulation to his arm bc the pain of focusing and his bracelet is a LOT

(im just a fan when people give his perceive ability side effects like really bad headaches and being very overstimulated and everything is just LOUD bc i go "ahaha, i do that." GDFGH)

seen lots of perceive fanart with polly lookin stoic and cool so, what if i turn the anxiety up? kept thinking about how freaky it must've been for him to focus for the first time so there he is, cutting the circulation to his arm bc the pain of focusing and his bracelet is a LOT

(im just a fan when people give his perceive ability side effects like really bad headaches bc i go "ahaha, i do that." GDFGH)

[luck-of-the-drawings]

so REVENGE, HUH? or justice, if that makes you feel better. it tastes the same when cooked just right. 'I REALLY WANTED A BROTHER.' such a shame to burn a bridge you so desperately wanted to keep, especially when it wasnt even you who started the fire. especially when you hope that not a single fragment of that bridge ever washes ashore.[MAY IT ROT FAR FROM MY SIGHTS] an unfortunate loss! atleast he has his friends.

[anewp0tat0]

it doesn't feel real to me fellas. but I don't have time to sit by and chat and unload unfortunately so I'll just drop this and be on my way, cya kind folks very soon ✌️

not professional but I liked how his eye looked goddang it. I knew I was screwing myself but I did it anyway

[robotpussy]

after crying for a week over my initial Halloween costume I went into my wardrobe to find anything I could as a back up/last minute costume. it safe to say I own Serena from MTV's downtown's closet :D!

[moeblob]

Happy Birthday to Ferdinand von Aegir!

I actually made 33 emotes, affectionately known as Aegirglyphics to some, for my own personal use on discord. However, I figure why not share some of them! They're free to use for discord servers/icons/pfps or whatever. However, my only request is Do NOT use them as subscriber emotes on Twitch. You can make them free follower emotes but you are not to make them locked behind a paywall.

[chibigaia-art]

oop forgot to post this, comic I made for @kmhnzine ages ago

[satans-knitwear]

my gift to me 👀👌✨

Treat me ~ Tip me ~ More of me

[buggaboizz]

Yippee!!

I drew the crew as autism creatures :D ! I think they came out very cute (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠)

[ickyguts]

>:) wanted to try my hand at the flippy flaky swap au MUAHAHA!

[basketobread]

The weaveussy? But the weave belongs to mytra- oh.....gales lost in his exes sauce

TRUE.... BUT HE IS LOST IN HIS EXES SAUCE NO LONGER.... he is a free man.... *free bird guitar solo*

[duskianfae]

kaveh is prengante

[dizzybevvie]

just whiteboard boys doing what whiteboard boys do....

[lemongogo]

< 2023 trgnz

[artsyunderstudy]

bad news gang im hella cursed