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Borrowers who live in hospitals, who don't know silence but only the distant flow of negative pressure, the beeps. They know the songs of human pain and relief. They have a concordance. Morphine, saline, serine protease. Down in the basement they make a home in the steam plant. Up in the attic they make a home in the cooling system. The two groups give each other grief, but they love each other very much. They've seen what happens when people are unloved. The open spaces in a hospital are open, so open. There's never anywhere to hide. The lights are never completely off. There's no night and day. But still they make do. The kitchens are vast and you can always get in the walk-in coolers if you know what you're doing. In the cities, the other borrowers tend to avoid them, their pallor, their clipped direct speech, how soundlessly they appear and disappear. It's not that they're creepy, necessarily, just... In the palliative wards, they watch television from the vents. They feel a duty to watch television from the vents. Every four hours, they rotate out. They know the names of all the newscasters. They know all the news. They don't understand it, but they know all the news. They know that they mustn't let the patient be alone. If nobody comes to be with the patient there, one will visit them. They know that they mustn't let the patient be alone. The palliative nurses know this too. The palliative nurses think of their tiny co-workers as angels of a sort. They never tell anyone. Dilaudid, oxycodone, gadolinium. Walk through the halls late at night. There, a patient is murmuring, but nobody else is there. It would be sad but you glance through the door. They are smiling, and you hurry on, back from the bathroom or the vending machine or the balcony, back to where you sleep and listen to your brother murmur. You watch him for a few minutes and fall back asleep.

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Day 25: monument

How do I honor you?

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I subscribe to Sebastian having naturally ginger hair that he dyes black-

Ofc you don't get easy hair dye when your smol.

Also it doesn't matter how broody you are, you'd panic too if some giant just came around and scooped you up unprompted.

He's just thanking Yoba that he didn't piss his pants and lose any more of his dignity.

Yeets drawing at you and runs away

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*drops this and disappears for another three months*

Been having fun with @reignwren and @funsizedcoffee, we put three tiny kids in the house of a Scottish man… only two of them actively steal from the crisps drawer. But then, they are attacked by the menace of the summer months… the sided legged vampire

Mosquitos be damned

Well, the kiddo gotta forage tho

And Chap did that exactly… and much more…

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Hey guys. Hope you're all doing okay. I decided to post an art dump of all the stuff I had been working on for the past several months. I just don't care to finish them. I'm numb to it all, G/t doesn't give me that excitement that it use to.

and being a Palestinian and watching 6+ months of horror and disgust has fucked me up. I'm not going to lie, I'm not okay, but I want ZERO pity.

So I'm going to go back into the shadows for awhile. If you try to reach out, I may not respond.

Just love who you have, and live for what makes you happy.

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I'd call Kaden and Jay's friendship harmoniously chaotic; they just roll with whatever the other one does no problem with innate understanding. It's just a good time!

(Lmao so I tried referencing my hands with my iPad sometimes sliding around in my lap. It was a way to jump in without waiting until I found the "perfect reference" because I had drive to do this. I did some light editing later on the hands while trying not to redo too much, but omg I spent waaaaaay way longer than I meant. Had a good time tho!)

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Quite the er…graceful landing?

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Hey guys. Hope you're all doing okay. I decided to post an art dump of all the stuff I had been working on for the past several months. I just don't care to finish them. I'm numb to it all, G/t doesn't give me that excitement that it use to.

and being a Palestinian and watching 6+ months of horror and disgust has fucked me up. I'm not going to lie, I'm not okay, but I want ZERO pity.

So I'm going to go back into the shadows for awhile. If you try to reach out, I may not respond.

Just love who you have, and live for what makes you happy.

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Sneaking Around

The entire time I was working on this, I had Henry Mancini’s “The Pink Panther” theme stuck in my head. I used a sunset picture for my color palette, see below the cut.

Originally I thought this was a preliminary moment to a first meeting. I saw it as tiny Kristine was sneaking around, attempting to avoid whoever lived in this enormous place, having never seen a giant before. She has no clue she is being snuck up on by the giant themselves. However the more I toyed with it, the more I saw other stories and possible scenarios surface.

I’d LOVE to hear your ideas on what you think the story of this piece is. Are they sneaking around together? Are they on a heist? Are they friends playing a game? Is the giant going to spook/prank their friend Kristine? Is the giant a known villain our hero Kristine is trying to avoid? Please share what you think is happening here - or about what happens after this image. Write, draw, comment or reblog. I’d love to hear your interpretation.

Master Post with links to all my posted content

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reach out

grab him

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characters belong to @afraidparade !

he thinks he's helping 😭

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his favorite animals are deer

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time to get up

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Thinking about conversations in the hangar.

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