Art I Made In 2021 For Hutaos B Day! Might Make Another One For Her This Year (idk)

art i made in 2021 for hutao’s b day! might make another one for her this year (idk)

'The god of humans was a lonely one, even when surrounded by their creation' The god of humans, Harmonia from my story!

Poem???

Anyone wanna read this poem i just wrote working on my poetry annalysis sleep deprived? No? Imma just gonna put it here then.

I heard you wake

When eve barely broke

And yet I ignored the call

The birds and bustle

For the temporary comfort I had

 I ignored my duties

What I don’t want to face

To what I had

I pulled myself closer

The covers over my head

 I woke when the sun was high

When noon had struck and I could lie no more

Light glaring through the curtains, the bustling outside

Sitting up like being wound

A turner in my head, the gears now turning

I stood from my bed

 I walked out of my room

The hall brightly lit

By the sunlight at the end of the corridor

Blinding I avert my gaze

 I wanted to retreat

Back where I came

Not wanting to face

And yet I must

My comfort now gone, where I left it just then

 Feeling regret with every step

The cursing loudly echoing

My day had just begun

And yet it was already half gone

 I could only watch, as I waste what little I had away

Cursing even louder, though I made no point to change

There always seems to be something better, more alive

Than what I have to do

I buried my thoughts in laughter, I myself laughed too

 Facing the bleary screen

My mind is blank though moments ago it was full to bursting

I could only watch as the numbers change

5, 6, 7, 8,

Slowly but surely

Now I feel stress

 It all seems to be crashing down

Like that of the titanic

Engine and goose up north

Can I land

Is there time

Regret and remorse fill my mind

 I now sit by myself at the dead of the night

My words not none but not nearly full

If only I didn’t crowd my mind

As I take a pen to write

 Tapping of the keys, bright light above

No more could I take

I bury myself, in what comfort I have

Lulling my mind with a fake promise

Closing my eyes to all I fear and despise

Hoping to never wake again

Thinking bout a short comic about a guy sailing a boat to Antarctic and his ‘hallucinated’ dead lover who comes to visit him for one hour each day

I want this!!! Favourite swavvy dude

My partner was mailing me a care package and she asked if I'd like "a Kim Kitsuragi print."

Obviously I said yes, thinking she meant, like, a printed picture.

WRONG

Drawing outfits for my character Teu!