i think that presenting cannibalism as a metaphor for intimacy was perhaps one of the greatest things we ever did as a society. Like you’re telling me you want to eat me, make me a part of you, consume me? that’s so romantic, tell me more, i love you
Here is my contribution for the Billford zine Until the End of Time! Please follow the link to see the rest of my fellow shippers’ wonderful creative efforts, or click the readmore to see my embarrassing thoughts on it
The paranoid Ford era is probably one of my favorite parts of him and Bill's story arc, and I wanted to do a piece for the zine set during that period of their lives which managed to capture both the the iconic parts of Ford's very bad time and a sense of beauty, adventure, and romance. While this is kind of contradictory on its face, to me the Bill/Ford relationship is all about that interplay between shiny optimistic ambition and having your head slammed into a wall for hours, between epic revenge narratives and goofy cartoon pratfalls, between the vacant shell of your old life and the bright rainbow bridge whisking you away to your new one. Bill possessing Ford in this piece also plays into that duality - there are literally two Fords here, the one that’s terrified of what he’s losing and the one who's thrilled despite it all. I don’t know, I just think there's just something fascinating and a bit seductive about all of it.
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ao invés de sair chamando os outros de gordo vc bem wie podia cortar fora tudo isso que você chama de gordura magra, magra aonde amores????????????
I'm reading the BSD BEAST au manga at the moment and I've had the sketch for this in my WIP folder for like a year now.
Seemed like an appropriate time to finally finish this <3
(one of my friends has just started watching BSD and she is absolutely not prepared for the level of crazy person this universe makes me)
scissor me september.