The Barbie movie reminded me about how when I was little my parents were upset that I kept making my Barbie dolls kiss, so they bought me a Ken doll. The next day they found me having a funeral for poor Ken in the garden, he had died of tuberculosis. All the Barbies were in attendance and I buried him under our rose bush. The Barbies were too poor to afford a headstone (it was 1875) so I didn’t mark where the grave was and I never could find him again. He’s probably still there.
seeing reddit refugees repeatedly hit their post limits and comment their thoughts on every reblog is kind of refreshing. site migration be damned these guys know how to blog
Since apparently 14th of July is Sunflower Day in Japan, had to honour it with my favourite crazy flower lady~
It has been far too long since I drew anything for Touhou, and there are far more mistakes here than I'd have liked there to be, but... you know what? I spent a bit over an hour on this, I'll take it as it is with how rusty I am (I shouldn't even be drawing in the first place, I'm still dealing with leftover tenosynovitis ahaha---)