Fools Gold - Tumblr Posts
so how did you guys think of episode 32? Haven’t really seen much of it around. Anyways smoll Sips is so friggen CUTE
Title says it all. A sketch of Katla from Jude Fisher's trilogy Fool's Gold.
@dingodoodles last episode murder my soul so I drew the two (or as my friend called them, "The emotionally/physically/mentally unstable duo")
Their judging you
This YouTube show has brought me so much joy and tears to me. I love this show so much😭
@dingodoodles last episode murder my soul so I drew the two (or as my friend called them, "The emotionally/physically/mentally unstable duo")
Their judging you
This YouTube show has brought me so much joy and tears to me. I love this show so much😭
@dingodoodles last episode murder my soul so I drew the two (or as my friend called them, "The emotionally/physically/mentally unstable duo")
Their judging you
This YouTube show has brought me so much joy and tears to me. I love this show so much😭
@dingodoodles last episode murder my soul so I drew the two (or as my friend called them, "The emotionally/physically/mentally unstable duo")
Their judging you
This YouTube show has brought me so much joy and tears to me. I love this show so much😭
After being left for the crows to pick at my hollowed bones, I had that irrational hope that maybe you could shoo them away long enough for me to build myself up with wires and poetry.
Fool's Gold
Первый пост спустя кол-во времени, пока не знаю с чего начать и на каком языке писать Zzz..
У-у, рисунок на плохой конкурс
Fools Gold
Chapter 1
A dream of a dream
Hunter had always had strange dreams. Ever since he was a child he dreamt of people with similar faces to him all in a white room with golden doors. Always almost identical except for a different scar than him or different hair. Some were taller and some were shorter than him. They were all different in some way and yet were still the same face.
In the dreams they were always whispering. Hunter could never make out what they said but they'd always stare at him and talk to each other. He tried to talk to them when he was younger but he never could tell if they heard him and he never got a response.
As he grew older their whispers and faces became more distant until he could barely hear or see them. He never thought he'd get anywhere close to figuring out the dreams.
So imagine his surprise when he was sucked under Belos's mindscape and found himself in the white room from his dreams.
He was able to get a better look at the room than he'd ever seen before now. The room was large and round with what looked like hundreds of golden doors.
He walked towards a random one and saw his own signature Golden guard mask on it, although there was a large scratch on it. Right under the mask was a nameplate that read Chase. Hunter didn't recognize the name from anywhere.
He walked around looking at all the doors. Each one had a mask with different scratches and a nameplate with different names he didn't recognize. He couldn't count how many doors there were, the number seemed endless to him. One caught his eye though.
It was completely different from the rest. It was made of brown wood. There was no mask on it, just a carving of a bird that looked unnervingly familiar to Hunter. He got closer till he was standing a few feet in front of it.
Suddenly before he could read out any more details the door knob started shaking. Hunter heard a click and the door opened as he stumbled back.
Standing before him was a tall man wearing a white button up. Hunter looked at his face and froze.
Staring back at him was his face. Not exactly though. The man was missing a scar and was older. The most striking difference though was his eyes. The man's were warm brown unlike hunters' raspberry irises. They stared at Hunter with surprise and sadness. Hunter started backing away.
He didn't know what kind of dream this was but he already didn't like it. The man took a step forward. Hunter turned around and bolted to the center of the room searching for a way out. A different door maybe, one that wasn't golden with a mask on it.
Hunter turned around and the man was standing there. He stumbled back and fell in surprise at how close he was. He started backing away again when the man raised his hands.
"Hey, you're okay, you're safe here" he said.
Hunter stopped moving and stared in confusion. "Where am I?" He asked, his voice shaking.
The man gave him a sad smile "it's hard to explain" he said. He held his hand out to Hunter and crouched to his level on the floor.
"My name's Caleb" the man said "what's yours?". Hunter didn't take his hand and just looked at Caleb. "H-hunter" he said. "Nice to meet you hunter, you're in the collective grimwalker mindscape". Hunter's eyes widened.
What!
"What does that even mean, am I dead or dreaming maybe, this doesn't make any sense" Hunter stood up Caleb's eyes not leaving him.
"I know this is all confusing but you have to believe me" Caleb said. "Why should I" Hunter snapped, "I don't even know who you are".
Caleb looked at him sadly. "You don't know what you are, do you?" He asked. Hunter gave him a confused look and Caleb sighed.
"You'll wanna sit down for this"
Whoooo im drawing again….
I wanted to draw fg because hes. Be. Because hes. Becau
I CANT DRAW SIDE PROFILES IDK WHY I STARTED WITH THIS THIS IS SHIT
fg though so its all worth it its ok
Below there’s a process picture and random hand from a reference.. also warning for a cig
with or without you was an interesting cover choice, niall
See the stone set in your eyes See the thorn twist in your side I'll wait for you Sleight of hand and twist of fate On a bed of nails, she makes me wait And I wait without you
With or without you
Through the storm, we reach the shore You give it all but I want more And I'm waiting for you
... I can't live With or without you
And you give yourself away ...
My hands are tied My body bruised, she got me with Nothing to win and Nothing left to lose
And you give yourself away ...
I can't live With or without you
I've said before that I think fools gold and on the loose are about his relationship with fame/tptb but and this song gives me VERY similar vibes to that.
Sort of a toxic relationship where he can't live without his fame, his career, his life, but he also can't live with it because it is demanding and requires a lot of him and has harmed him in many ways.
Me: Man there isn't a lot of content for this thing I love ....
Also Me: .....OH MY GOD IM AN ARTIST-
Anyways, can't wait for the next part @dingodoodles (sorry if tagging ain't okey or something)
Nortalice ahhhh
Jackie: You really think I'd lie about this?
Hyde: Why not? You're a liar.
Jackie: I mean, this is such an inappropriate time to dwell on that.
i'm out of content to post and super busy with some other stuff, so i thought i should reblog this because... honestly, this quote deserved better. it's so underrated.
Jackie: You really think I'd lie about this?
Hyde: Why not? You're a liar.
Jackie: I mean, this is such an inappropriate time to dwell on that.