These Days It Feels Like. Yeah, My Life Is Miserable, I Am Miserable, I've Got Problems And Things To

Serirei honeymoon 🎑

Two of my friends have birthdays this month, there's a local festival in my city, I am going for a big vacation soon and somewhere between I have Dentist's appointment, but It still feels like Nov 5th is the most important date my brain remembered for the month

Kavehtham sketches! My head is full of fanfiction with them rn

How the hell did I end up thinking about how I am actually proud of myself, of my path and art progress and yet I look at my old drawings affectionately and how I feel absolutely in the right place doing what I love now, while drawing silly Supernatural yaoi in the middle of the night in 2024

I wish you a very pleasant supernatural new year... or a fishy new year. Anyway, I hope that 2025 will have mercy on us. I hope you all will be happy and your wishes come true. And even if it won't be as peachy, as you wish, I wish you all a nice year. 🎄

И ещё такая версия дурацких открыток.✌️ Можем весело поболтать в моем тгк: (не)серьезный чай

sketches for the healing of my soul

Translation: You feel good! And it's noticeable! (even too much)

This song is very much so Destial coated in my opinion and it brings tears to my eyes.

I can imagine a fic written around this song.

Castial has been consumed by the empty. Dean is alone replying all the small touches, longing stares, and the most profound “I love you” he has ever received. All he can think or dream about is Cas’s eyes. Sorrow filled blue seared into the back of his mind, yet the happiest that damn angel has ever been.

He drinks to drown the Cas shaped space missing from his bed. Mind spinning on all the missed moments when he could have let his best friend know that he does in fact love him back.

‘There was a time, there was magic in the air

In my mind, there are memories everywhere of you and me together

I thought it would last forever

There was a time, oh, there was a time

I lost you, thought I had you but you were never really mine

So I'm crying, yeah, I'm dying, you're not next to me tonight

If I could get that close, oh, heaven only knows

I wouldn't be blue over you (blue)

Blue over you

Now that you're gone, I don't know what to say (say)

Just trying to think that everything's okay (everything's okay)

It's too quiet, but I'm trying to fill this empty space

Now that you're gone, oh, now that you're gone

I lost you, thought I had you but you were never really mine

So I'm crying, yeah, I'm dying, you're not next to me tonight

And if I could get that close oh, heaven only knows

I wouldn't be blue over you

Blue over you

I lost you, thought I had you but you were never really mine

So I'm crying, yeah, I'm dying, you're not next to me tonight

And if I could get that close, (oh-oh) oh, heaven only knows

I wouldn't be blue over you

Blue over you

Blue over you

I wouldn't be blue’

I'm trying to practice with watercolours more, so I've redrawn some manga panels with my lovely boy

my meowmeow because I love his colour palette

oh where did he take that fancy green robe... no idea

dummies