You're like the stars, did you know? Maybe you've heard it a couple dozen times, I'm sure, with your countless freckles mirroring the stars. I'm sure that you've been compared to those balls of gases more than thrice in your lifetime and, surely, it'll happen again. As long as freckles dot your skin like constellation tattoos the sky.
You shine just as brightly as the twinkling and glinting flecks in the sky. As I stare into the calm visage of night sky, my thoughts can only circle around you. I reach out my hand as if wanting to touch the stardust.
How idiotic.
As if one can merely reach the unreachable with sheer will and desire. As if anyone is worthy enough to touch the stars...especially someone so bathed in sin as I am, so covered in the filth that I cannot even distinguish where I am underneath the grime.
I stretch my hand out and tears prick the corners of my eyes. In the patterns of the stars, I see the silhouette of you. I see your ginger hair, flowing in the wind, your cloak billowing around you like some fairy tale hero.
You turn your head and I see your dazzling grin, the corners of your lips pulled taut with the joy pouring out your pores. How easy it is for you to smile as if I never see your eyes dim and darken with insecurities and doubts and fears. How easy it is for you to smile despite baring all the scars you do.
Ironically, I will claim, with all my arrogance and pride, that I know you better than those flocking to you. Maybe in another life I can be by your side as well. In another life, I can tell you that I see you and you see me. In another life, you'll direct that smile to me without snark.
But that life is not for this universe. And I will forever be stuck in a place where I can only admire you from a far. Where I can only smile as I see your smarts at play, or when I catch the fleeting whispers of your conversations. The way you blabber on and on about things and the way you'll scold your friends and be the moral compass.
Sometimes, I will watch you and be pulled out of my paradise with reminders of what this life entails. I'll watch as you turn to me, my heart will flutter for a milisecond and my hopes will soar like eagles and my life would seem brighter, and watch the way your grin drops into a sneer and your jovial eyes will narrow with hatred and anger.
You'll sneer at me and my heart will shatter into a million pieces for the millionth time and I will put it back again as I always do, with my heart gaining another crack as it holds on in all of it's cracked and chipped and broken glory.
In another universe, you'll turn to me and smile wider. My heart will flutter. Maybe I'll stutter. But you'll be happier.
In this universe, I can only stargaze.
I got the Cursed book written by Thomas Wheeler and illustrated by Frank Miller and lemme tell you, the book, the cover, the font, the illustrations are AWESOME. I haven't read it yet, but it looks so awesome!
Some words to use when writing things:
winking
clenching
pulsing
fluttering
contracting
twitching
sucking
quivering
pulsating
throbbing
beating
thumping
thudding
pounding
humming
palpitate
vibrate
grinding
crushing
hammering
lashing
knocking
driving
thrusting
pushing
force
injecting
filling
dilate
stretching
lingering
expanding
bouncing
reaming
elongate
enlarge
unfolding
yielding
sternly
firmly
tightly
harshly
thoroughly
consistently
precision
accuracy
carefully
demanding
strictly
restriction
meticulously
scrupulously
rigorously
rim
edge
lip
circle
band
encircling
enclosing
surrounding
piercing
curl
lock
twist
coil
spiral
whorl
dip
wet
soak
madly
wildly
noisily
rowdily
rambunctiously
decadent
degenerate
immoral
indulgent
accept
take
invite
nook
indentation
niche
depression
indent
depress
delay
tossing
writhing
flailing
squirming
rolling
wriggling
wiggling
thrashing
struggling
grappling
striving
straining
Ezra Miller with long hair and facial hair is hot (like, in The Flash 2023 and Fantastic Beasts but also during The Flash premiere). Like, I'm not pro-Ezra, but he does look attractive with long hair and facial hair. But he also needs therapy, badly. He's a good actor, imo, but he needs to face consequences. He's mad. Anyways, I need someone to draw art of characters that has Ezra's fashion and his hairstyle. I need to do that, actually. Still, someone get Ezra arrested, please
It's been so long and I still feel so emotionally pained whenever I think about Youth of May (2021)
Ebony Dark’ness Dementia Raven Way
“A lot of preps stared at me, so I put up my middle finger at them.”
i don’t post my art here that often, but i HAD to share this
I'm so mad at people who hate on Cissy because she betrayed Bella for her "useless husband and son". Like, you guys aren't looking at this deeply enough. The emotional/mental capacity of Narcissa. Heck, the entire emotional/mental capacity of the entire Black family and maybe even Lucius. You guys aren't looking into the emotional turmoil Cissy must have been in because she had to choose between family. The angst potential of the entire family of Black and Malfoy is tremendous. The whys and the hows.
Now I'm having contemplating whether or not to use Peter's POV or Flash's POV. Like, should I use Peter's POV and we see his journey as he sees more of Flash than the annoying prick he was in high school and falls in love with Flash that came with all the confusion from previously hating him to now having fuzzy feelings about him and understanding Flash more and see Peter slowly healing over his trauma. Or should I use Flash's POV as he meets this compelling stranger that seems to hold a slight dislike towards him right off the bat and soon finds out that this stranger is his idol who he has deep admiration for and somewhere along the way, his memories comes back and now he's doing practically anything to make it up to Peter for his past actions and the emotions that his memories returning invokes in him throws him back to before he started healing over his own trauma that caused him to act like he did in the first place and then we see him fall in love with Peter alone the way and they both help each other overcome their own trauma.
Peter: “Just a reminder it costs 0 dollars to be nice.”
Flash: “What is it to be an asshole?”
…
Flash: “I can Venmo you.”
Peter: “That’s not the point.”
Flash: “It’s free isn’t it?”
I’m really sad that, since Beautiful Audrey isn’t a famous Korean movie, the soundtrack doesn’t have lyrics on YouTube.
If you like Park Ji-Hoon from “Weak Hero Class 1 & 2” or “At a Distance, Spring is Green”, then you should watch Beautiful Audrey.
Songs from Beautiful Audrey that I really liked:
“My Name” - Mother’s (Kim Jung-Nan) theme [singer unknown]
“I'm Sorry” Ji-Eun’s (Kim Bo-Young) theme, song to her mother [Singer : Kim Seohyun]
“I'm Sorry” English Version