i met a young girl with eyes so bright
she was already getting sick of life
her arms were laden with his merchandise
she asked me why i no longer and waste my time
and i said, "spite"
cause every time you are succeeding,
there is an old man somewhere, seething
and spite's as good a reason to take his power
paris paloma - as good a reason
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i’m just saying deciding to go to drag brunch on mother’s day is very much giving queer people and their found family (even tho ava would never admit to being anything close to friends with any of them)
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Hi! I really love your art! I have a new farmer OC that I've been wanting to show off, but I don't know how to introduce them, do you have any tips? I would draw them but idk how
i hope you have a good time introducing your farmer!
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God I am going crazy thinking about B.OTW L.ink struggling to remember how to hunt animals for food.
Sure, he had a quick refresher lesson by the late king of H.yrule, but it wasn't enough. He can't seem to figure out how to aim for birds with his bow. Anytime he splashes his hand into a river's waters, the fish he tries to grab at swim away too fast. The deer he tries to ambush seems to always spot him as he approaches.
He's absolutely lost, unfamiliar with any of his surroundings, so he has no idea where the nearest village is, and with the sun setting quickly, he'll have to go hungry for the night...
Or so he thought.
Thankfully, fruit on trees can't flee from his grasp. Neither can berries on bushes. He collects as many as he can, snacking on some as he starts a campfire and roasts each apple to perfection, his belly groaning with anticipation instead of defeat.
He feasts on the cooked morsels, making sure nothing goes to waste, licking the juices that are running down his arms and picking his teeth clean. Once he's finished, he lays down on the grass with a satisfied smile, his hands resting on top of his fruit-filled gut, which is loudly churning with busy glorps and groans he can feel through his tattered shirt.
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A thought that is more Vibe than story at this point that I've been rotating in the old mental rock-tumbler is a post-climate-apocalypse A Knight's Tale/Baz Luhrmann's Romeo+Juliet take on a western, maybe with a dash of The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys for flavour. Bon Jovi's 'Wanted Dead Or Alive' is on the soundtrack. Bruce Springsteen's 'The River' has turned into a diegetic trail ballad which is sung around a campfire along with 'Oh Shenandoah'. The whole thing runs on Rube Goldberged contraptions based on solar panels and batteries stripped out of electric vehicles, but the Vibe is 1870s. There are occasionally motorcycles instead of horses.
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