I am a very serious artist
Jessie ☆ she/her ☆ exvangelical millenial ✨
pro art stuff + my interests/hobbies (currently Miraculous Ladybug and Lockwood&Co obsessed)
My favorite thing about Lockwood is the fact that he tries so hard to be cool but he is literally an actual human disaster and sixteen, so whenever he makes a slick one liner he’s internally going “yessss that was SO cool, I nailed that” and then Lucy and George are cheering in the background because they also think he’s So cool. But Holly and Kipps both absolutely do not, because they are full legal adults so they’re like “oh my gosh the cringe rn, I can’t believe this is my boss”
Rules: in a new post, show the last lines you wrote (or drew) and tag however many more people you would like
thank you @theladysherlock for the tag! here's something from recent drawing session in aggie io with edmeom (lucy and lockwood have no idea what george is talking about)
[id from alt text: digital sketch of george cubbins (Lockwood and Co books) sitting at the table and explaining something to near standing lucy and lockwood. table is covered with thinking-cloth and there're various papers and a mug on it./end id]
tags that are fully optional: @edmeom @selkyspirit @skullism @lunyselene-art and whoever feels like it
And I noticed too that while Jessica’s stone was set in the center of this space, and the parents’ stone was to the left, there was an empty area on the right-handside. I looked at this bare patch of grass. And when I did so, everything faded out—the beating of my heart, the whispering of the wind as it worked its way through the holes and hollows of the ivy, the sound of distant Night Cabs on the Marylebone Road. I gazed at it. At the unobtrusive patch of ground. At the empty, waiting grave.