I decided to try painting a bit to mess around with colors. I haven’t done full digital painting like this in a while oooo:
Hozier sentence meme
- ❛ Honey, please, try to love me. ❜
- ❛ I called your name ‘til the fever broke. ❜
- ❛ Don’t you ever tame your demons, but always keep them on a leash. ❜
- ❛ It looks ugly, but it’s clean. ❜
- ❛ Babe, there’s something tragic about you. ❜
- ❛ Innocence died screaming, honey, ask me I should know. ❜
- ❛ But I want it, it’s a crime that she’s not around most of the time. ❜
- ❛ Her fight and fury is fiery, oh but she loves like sleep to the freezing. ❜
- ❛ I prayed my mind be good to me. ❜
- ❛ With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean, she’s the angel of small death and the codeine scene. ❜
- ❛ It’s bloody and raw, but I swear it is sweet. ❜
- ❛ So tired trying to see from behind the red in my eyes, no better version of me I could pretend to be tonight. ❜
- ❛ Would things be easier if there was a right way? Honey, there is no right way. ❜
- ❛ I fall in love just a little, oh a little bit every day with someone new. ❜
- ❛ My lover’s got humor, she’s the giggle at a funeral. ❜
- ❛ There’s an art to life’s distractions. ❜
- ❛ I raised a stone to end his pain. ❜
- ❛ When I was a child, I heard voices… Some would sing and some would scream. ❜
- ❛ Cause with my mid-youth crisis all said and done, I need to be youthfully felt 'cause, God, I never felt young. ❜
- ❛ We tried the world, good God, it wasn’t for us. ❜
- ❛ I turned and ran to save a life I didn’t have. ❜
- ❛ But my peace has always depended on all the ashes in my wake. ❜
- ❛ I wake at the first cringe of morning, and my heart’s already sinned. ❜
- ❛ Always a well dressed fraud, who wouldn’t spare the rod. Never for me. ❜
- ❛ I was born sick, but I love it. Command me to be well. ❜
- ❛ Freshly disowned in some frozen devotion, no more alone or myself could I be. ❜
- ❛ I clutched my life, and wished it kept. My dearest love, I’m not done yet. ❜
- ❛ No shortage of sordid, no protest from me. ❜
- ❛ I have never known peace like the damp grass that yields to me. ❜
- ❛ Two corpses we were, two corpses I saw. ❜
- ❛ All that I’ve been taught, and every word I’ve got, is foreign to me. ❜
- ❛ I have never known hunger like these insects that feast on me. ❜
- ❛ You’ve done me wrong for a long, long time. But after all you’ve done I never changed my mind. ❜
- ❛ Honey, you know that’s my love bursting loud from inside. ❜
- ❛ I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife. ❜
- ❛ The purest expression of grief. ❜
- ❛ Lord, it’d be great to find a place we could escape sometime. ❜
- ❛ Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on its sword. ❜
- ❛ I found something in the woods somewhere. ❜
- ❛ Babe, there’s something broken about this, but I might be hoping about this. ❜
Baemin bby pls, let me love on that~ I NEED MY BAEMINBBY
Awkward laugh
“Babe please...I’m right here, and I need some of that Inegmar loving myself~”
"Would a little light brighten your day?"
– Lux nods, following suit as she lays down near him, looking up as she thinks on what to say. Hmming, she wonders a few things, and opens her mouth to speak. “Do you remember anything?” She wonders, “You seem to be crying, and that means that most ghosts, as I researched about them when I was intrigued about the phenomenon of ghosts, tend to do that when they…cannot remember.”
She wondered if that shouldn’t be talked about, and frowned after she carelessly spoke. “Unless you wish to speak of other things, things that are..lighter?”
The ghost was quiet for a moment, taking in that question that was asked before. It wasn’t the first time he’s been asked this, and since he can’t actually remember he doesn’t mind admitting it. “Ah...no I actually don’t remember anything...” he admitted, his gaze never leaving above himself. “I guess that’s why I can’t stop crying...”
His voice was like a whisper; his tears never stopped flowing for a second and he could never figure out why. “I don’t even remember my name or how I died...but I guess it’s okay that way.”
worried starters
trigger warnings apply! ( mental illness, drugs and alcohol use, self-destructive behaviours, and vomiting )
“You haven’t slept for days, have you?” “Are you eating properly? You don’t look it.” “Why do you keep stumbling over your words? Just how tired are you?” “You need to think about yourself every once in a while.” “I know your work is important, but you’re going to end up in hospital if you go on like this!” “You haven’t even touched your food. What’s going on?” “You look so… empty. I’m worried for you, please talk to me.” “Are you alright in there? You’re so quiet.” “How did you get these bruises? Please don’t lie to me.” “There’s something bothering you that you’re not telling me and I can see it slowly destroying you. What happened?” “You’re sleep deprived and you haven’t been eating. Why do you think you’re feeling dizzy?” “I can give you some pills to help you sleep. They aren’t healthy, but this is even less healthy.” “If you didn’t just blink I would’ve sworn you were dead, that’s how sickly you’re looking. Go to bed, please!” “Have you drank all of these bottles in one weekend?!” “I know you don’t want this, but it’s for your own good. Sign the papers so they can pick you up tomorrow and you can get clean.” “What the hell are you doing?! Did you do that to yourself?!” “When was the last time you left the house? Or opened the curtains for that matter.” “Here, just keep breathing. It’ll be okay. Better out than in…” “This can’t go on like this! You’re not eating, you’re not sleeping, you barely talk!” “I’m sorry. I went through your room and found this. Explain what the hell this is doing in your room!” “I thought you’d quit! How long have you been lying to me?” “I’m only trying to help and right now I think I have a much better idea of what you need than you do.” “Did you take anything? Why are you passing out? Hey! Stay with me!”
"Would a little light brighten your day?"
– Lux frowns, looking at the poor ghost with a bit of sympathy written on her face. “Maybe..some company then?” She knew a ghost holds onto the feelings when they passed, she wondered of this poor one’s story.
“I know you said nothing can, but…company can be nice no?”
“I guess...” The ghost’s voice trailed off, in a small whisper. “Company is better than being by myself...” Aemin automatically seemed to just lay on the ground. It’s how he’d spend his time with anybody he spent time with. It just kind seemed to be his thing.
“You wanna lay on the ground with me? I don’t know why, but I just like talking with people when I lay on the ground..”
He wasn’t exactly laying on the ground, more like slightly floating above the ground, but it was close enough.
Can ghosts stub they toes?
“No my foot would just phase right through it....”
"Would a little light brighten your day?"
so what's it like being a ghost or w/e
“I don’t know...I’m always really sad and I don’t know why...I don’t remember my name or how I died either...the after life is one big mystery....”
(( What is Ghost Aemin's favourite thing to do when he haunts? ))
// Help people out in any small way he can! He doesn’t want to scare people, he just wants to make them happy since he himself is forever stuck in sadness. He figures if he can make someone happy, maybe he’ll feel happy in return.
So he’d do small things like fix their blankets tucking them in a bit better. Slightly moving a chair out of the way so they they don’t trip. Small things like that.
here is a sad ghost boy Aemin
// Made a sad ghost Aemin au and he’s the saddest ghost
Mmmmm yeah Aemin being a booty call. Fave….he gotta support that kid someway.
Aemin doodles including Aemin in sexy Halloween costumes and high school Aemin learning Japanese feat. Clarence.
It turned into way too late at night and then my drawing style suddenly changed ok