Hello! Do you happen to have a picture of the Harkers pressing their foreheads in the Becky Cloonan illustrated book? (I like that it seems she drew Jonathan's hair changing color)
Just finished a piece I’ve been messing around with for awhile, inspired by the golf with friends game before the first ep of PALISADE. I had fun drawing Pickman and Thisbe golfing together, and messing around with colors and textures!
my favorite thing about rhett and link doing gay shit is that the whole gang gets back together to reblog the same gifset a hundred times with varying tags expressing fondness
Ziggy [7.13pm]: [selfie of masquerade outfit]
Ziggy [7.13pm]: Peep the fit. ✌🏼😌✌🏼
Ziggy [8.42pm]: Okay, I've arrived. So far so good. Food's dope!!!
Ziggy [9.09pm]: Oh shit, Bradley Banner's actually here. Is it clickbait if I get a shot of her behind me and use it for a thumbnail?
Ziggy [9.17pm]: Your service being so bad WILL be the end of me, FYI.
Ziggy [9.17pm]: Hope you're having fun though! I've wanted to go Joshua Tree you know. I'm only mildly offended you didn't ask me to come.
Ziggy [9.46pm]: I'm going to be chronically offline too. For the rest of 2023 actually. That's achievable. Bye-bye.
Ziggy [9.46pm]: Happy New Year! 🥳
Ziggy [10.33pm]: [picture of the phantom of the opera of the masquerade]
Ziggy [10.34pm]: This is real btw there's legitimately a Phantom of the Opera here broooo 😭💀
Ziggy [10.58pm]: You won't fucking believe who's here. Lmao.
Ziggy [10.58pm]: We need to debrief when you're back.
Ziggy [12.01am]: Okay fuck this ball
my family has a lot of passed-down furniture from my grandparents/great-parents, so when I see it in my parents house or the pieces I have in my house i feel at home and connected :)
another win for the (partial) pentiment playthrough i happen to be watching now is they chose rapscallion, cheered when that happened....never before actually seen someone's playthrough involve (a) failing the baron's vibe check (even only by a little) or (b) Achieving martin's approval or (c) actually headbutting werner
The moon is like a scimitar,
A little silver scimitar,
A-drifting down the sky.
And near beside it is a star,
A timid twinkling golden star,
That watches likes an eye.