After forever, I put myself together and start drawing again. I’m not sure how it ended but I’m kinda okay with the final result. I decided to draw Viktor because that anime hit me pretty hard actually and it’s the main reason I want to draw again (about a few weeks ago I started lurking #yoi tags and I found lots of amazing blogs and artists that gave me the inspiration to begin with all this thing, I can name some of them: @viktyuri, @victuurii, @blau678, @katsudonqween, @fishnbacon, @sinran, @nikyforov, @gays-on-ice, @thacmis, @randomsplashes, @roselph and dkasd I could be the entire day tbh: check those blog and follow because they are amazing like super cool art and techniques, I adore the way the styles change depending of the artist and they are all so beautiful).
I found a healthy and charming fandom and idk that gave me the will to use Tumblr once again (maybe I’m being too sensitive about the whole thing but I’m really happy something like this exists lol) after having a weird-not-so-cool-time with vkei fandoms but, anyway, really sorry about my poor english and all the typos and since I want to meet new people so we can wait together to Season 2, please don’t be shy I’ll be right here :’) !
I never thought I’d be genuinely in love with my natural hair tbh. I’m going to start using tumblr again because trashy fandoms are so much better for my health than reading racist commnts on facebook lol
It sits inside him like that night he drowned himself in stomach acid and his father’s whiskey. It sits there all heavy, all on his shoulders, all on his chest and in his teeth. It sits there bile-yellow, makes him feel sick.
You know to cradle it, to let it take home in you. You let it grow on you, give it your arms and neck and back to stretch into. It asks for a place to hide and you give it your open palms. It sleeps there, thorns and all, flowers and all. It is soft and wild and leaves red wherever it goes.
He can’t look you in the eye, says it feels like seasickness, like the nausea you get while spinning in circles. Says it makes him feel dizzy, makes him feel weak. You hold open your hands and all he sees are thorns, all he sees are yellow leaves and all the weight.
Reena B.| What is it like to fall in love with someone who hates love?
It’s been so long that I’ve drawn these two, I didn’t even know how to draw them anymore??? I think what inspired me was going through sugar-maffin’s tumblr again…ahh precious art! I used one of these wonderful artworks by yoralim as a reference for the sketch at the bottom!