Did you run away?/ Did you run away, I don’t need to know
If you ran away/ if you ran away,
Come back home
Just come home
-Where’s My Love, SYML
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(A younger Ronan Lynch, dreaming of the Barns for the first time after his father’s death)
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What if Neil and Kevin were besties? What then?
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Having too much fun redrawing the foxes 🦊
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Can i use your art as pfp on twitter or ig? with credits :)
Absolutely my darling, thanks for asking :)
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Sword Illustrations by Ma-Ko (2018-21)
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[grabs your shirt] listen. listen to me. the practical is holy. the everyday is sacred. the simple act of surviving is divine. do you get it? sanctity begins at home, in the hands that build and the lives we live and the deaths we die and the worms that eat our bodies. if making something by hand is not worthy of veneration then nothing is.
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do u mind if u use one of ur drawings as a pfp if i give u credit 👉👈
Absolutely my darling, absolutely. Thank you so much for asking :)
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“Neil,” Wymack said. Nathaniel had seen that look on his face only once before, when Wymack tried putting him back together after Christmas. It was the look of a man made ancient by his players’ tragedies; it was the look of a man who’d have their back no matter what it cost him. “Talk to me. What do you want?”
“I want to be Neil for as long as I can.”
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me looking at john singer sargents watercolours: Just Fuck Of...
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