Gilbert and Arthurย ๐ ๐ป๐ธ They were roommates (college roommates, that is). From our journalist USUK au.
I literally donโt know how perspective works but the world needs a lot more mutually affectionate swissaus
Summer
and
one of the songs in my playlist
I always loop this song again and again while drawing something.
https://youtu.be/hk9k5mLluGY
for more than a thousand years sad Ophelia
has passed, a white phantom, down the long black river
Was redecorating my blog and found two sketches from a SpUk comic I will never finish lol. Iโll post the two pages I got done later tho
Enjoying a cup of coffee and allowing tiny droplets to slide down your mug and onto your newspaper.
Disheveled hair.
Mysterious eyebags/dark circles.
Sharp and sophisticated hand gestures when speaking.
Rich internal dialogue.
Humming remembered symphonies to yourself.
Ominous pausing after making a possibly chilling statement.
Rustling through the autumn leaves in worn boots or sneakers.
Using complex terms and words to poetically describe mundane events.
Dark lipstick.
Listening to symphonic tunes while completing household chores.
Civil philosophical debates with willing friends.
Posting definitions of aesthetically pleasing words online.
Mentioning statistics when discussing factual topics.
Effortlessly quoting influential historical figures.
Using โ๐๐โฆ๏ธ๐ฌ๐ฉฐ๐ฏ๐ฆโ๐๐ช๐ฅ๐๐ก๐ฅ๐ญ๐โ ๏ธโ when texting.
Film noir.
Brushing dust off of your old books and opening them for the first time in what feels like eons.
Annotating texts outside of school.
Peering at your dimmed computer screen through your glasses.
Delicately gliding your fingertips under words on a page.
โ[Insert famous author/poet/historical figure/literary artist] once said...โ
Low and sultry voices.