Fanfic Illustration.

As it should've been expected, pinterest falls another victim to the AI plague.

So if you post anything you create in there, especially art - please find this section hidden in your account settings, and opt out. Otherwise the pins will probably be fed to AI without permission.

I'm tired of waiting

An' closing my eyes

I'm asking myself

Why is it all my horizons

Are so far away

I look in the mirror

Don't like what I see

In my reflection

A stranger is staring at me

Looking for love

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I understand these lines exactly how they're illustrated.

Man sees a stranger in the mirror, and this stranger looks so longing-for he begins to drill with eyes a lyric hero. And I believe this passage has a continuation.

When I had listened to these words closely, joyful relief and stupid giggling started to tear me apart, because it seemed like a clear allusion on slash (and selfcest). Which would mean classic rock is not entirely soaked with heteronormativity and toxic masculinity.

I know what the song tells about further. But I better close eyes on it and leave my delight untouched.

The moment when after learning a lesson from his teacher the apprentice stops perceiving his nearly dollish beauty as a curse that makes others stare at him shamelessly. Now he views it as a power able to take away anyone’s will. Which means the shame he used to feel when looking at his naked body becomes an obsolete, needless feeling.

Иллюстрация к фанфику:

https://ficbook.net/readfic/1940249/5830585#part_content

Ah dear friend I remember the night

The moon and the dreams we shared

Edits are mine, the quote is from "Beauty and the Beast" by Nightwish.

Made this to end the year meaningfully, for not only is that fun, but it's also a manifestation. Bonbora is alive. ♡

Plus totally unrelated XD but I wanna share this wonderful vintage quote I found:

They [fairies] live in nests on the tops of trees; and the mauve ones are boys and the white ones are girls, and the blue ones are just little sillies who are not sure what they are. ♡♡♡

J.M. Barrie "Peter Pan"

Understand how you want. I only know what I see here, and what I see is the spark.

This collage I made back in 2022 has been rediscovered by a bunch of lovely people here recently, and I thought I might as well reblog it too. I still love it, and I appreciate your warm attention. ♡

Also. After I saw the fourth movie, I made a Neo x Smith art, for that gem contained so much fruitiness it was dripping off the screen. Here it is if anyone's interested:

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Hermitess

I just have never heard a program speak of love.

Cookies need love like everything does.

Place to hide

That interesting and seductive feeling when you look so godlike and radiate such confidence in own irresistibility it makes you ready to desire for self.

Lightened by rays of the setting sun, I looked illegally beautiful in a side mirror.

I almost hadn't expirienced it so strongly since then, and don't know when I will. Warmth and light are slipping away, so I'll just leave here this lost piece of summer and continue my transition to the phase of darkness and cold.

Precious imperfection.

Fairies Wear Boots