#it was a quick sketch

[bigfootboyband]

A quick sketch of Bucky in a sundress accompied by a line (translated into yiddish) from Rosa Emma Salaman’s Future Happiness:

@gay-jewish-bucky

Oh! with what ecstatic pleasure

Shall the righteous, like a stream,

Overflow with that lost treasure,

Happiness! no more a dream.

Earth in beauty! earth in gladness!

Flowers in eternal bloom!

All that was of grief and sadness

Buried low within the tomb.

See, the loving and the lowly,

See, the patient and the meek,

Clad in garments pure and holy,

Walking forth their G-d to meet.

Fragrance through the air is stealing,

Sighing as an angel sighs,

Beauty to each eye revealing,

Beauty of the earth and skies!

Now the birds, in joyous chorus,

Flap the bright exulting wing;

Rainbow-hued, they hover o’er us,

Upward to the heavens they sing.

Now the vine, luxuriant growing,

And the palm-tree, spreading wide;

Every brilliant blossom blowing,

Rose and citron side by side.

Here the bud, so soft and tender,

There the fragrant brier green,

Trees of most unearthly splendour

Wave the graceful branch between.

‘Tis the land where beauty shineth,

‘Tis the land of perfect love;

Peace and joy here intertwineth,

Crowned with glory from above.

None are desolate and lonely;

Tears will never more be seen

In those radiant eyes, where only

Melancholy grief hath been.

Wealth and grandeur of the nations!

High and mighty of the earth!

Where are thy exalted stations?

Where the places of thy birth?

Gone for ever! and forsaken!

They were but an empty dream;

Like the highest boughs, when shaken,

Or the false and shallow stream.

But the blessed and the tender,

They who had no wealth to give,

Heart and soul they did surrender,

And for this their souls shall live;

They who sought the poor to cherish,

And rejoice the breaking heart,

When the soul was nigh to perish,

And the tear of woe to start.

See, the glorious light is spreading,

Dawn of everlasting day!

See! the silver orb is shedding

One expansive, endless ray.

Hark! a voice—the dead awaking,

With the sound of that great Name;

Earth within its centre shaking,

G-d, its maker, to proclaim.

Through the earth a thousand voices,

Through the air angelic strains,

Every distant sphere rejoices,

G-d alone in glory reigns!

[olivernyoss]

Alabama miku

[kxbo99]

Triple Baka! 💛🩵❤️

[sangled]

shipping win! they have different but equally terrible coping mechanisms

[eklmrlos]

together, soft, shining ✨

[nipuni]

the snake of eden 🥰

[fancysmudges]

long hair zuko lives in my head rent free

[yikes-kachowski]

Guess who my favorite atla character is

[seagreenlaurin]

Happy birthday Xie Lian 🌸

[canisalbus]

[suremaybeiguess]

KITTYY

[to00fu]

au with a friend

[pigeonneaux]

Dad and dog he said he didn't want

[iztea]

think of me once in a while

[solargeist]

I draw Grian as an angel... I also draw Skizz as an angel, i think it'd be funny for Grian to try and hide he's a Watcher from new Hermits--its no use telling them anyway, but Skizz would immediately be able to clock that he's a Watcher

[xgermankittycatx--commsopen]

to kiss a king