Here's to hands that cover faces when laughter rises in public places. Here's to hair slow tucked behind ears, a goodbye gesture to mask the tears. Here's to long shared showers before longer dark hours, to morning voices whispering sweet, to sleepy kisses before ground under feet. Here's to your lips and their aftertaste to my breath stolen and blood displaced. To hands that hold and fingers that roam, to the way bare skin can feel like home.
No one:
Me: Excuse me, i’m busy fantasizing about two amazing people who are so much in love and are 100% fictional so that i can forget that the rest of the world exists. thank you. goodbye.
I don't know anything with certainty, but seeing the stars makes me dream.
- Vincent Van Gogh
curling up in bed with a book after a long day is therapy for the soul
The best
― Catherynne M. Valente, The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland in a Ship of Her Own Making
I’m such a “nah I got it” and suffer in silence type of person.
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ladies and gents may i present you the (main) cast of The Viscount Who Loved Me
i struggled a bit deciding on who to draw but in the end i felt these 6 were the most relevant of the book. if you have other suggestions i’m open to them though🤗 pd: pen is here as penelope but also as in LW
anyway, hope you like it🥺🙏🏼