The Rat Studio

‘A painfully bright realization pops into Shane’s head; That Ilya trusts him so fucking much that even his trembling stopped, that his involuntary reaction to fear and pain ceased almost immediately, that Ilya knows he’s safe while Shane’s cuddling him down to the fucking chemicals in his brain. If the circumstances were different, Shane would’ve gotten so high off that thought that he’d need to run laps.’

I have momentarily returned from the dead with fanart for a hollanov zombie (ha) au of all things. Anyway please read Borderline by @elk-en (Wintersbane on Ao3), it’s very very good and I’m enjoying it greatly.

Not very good doodles under cut. Also maybe turn up the brightness for this one.

Death comes to me again, a girl in a cotton slip. Barefoot, giggling. It’s not so terrible she tells me, not like you think, all darkness and silence.

There are wind chimes and the smell of lemons. Some days it rains. But more often the air is dry and sweet. I sit beneath the staircase built from hair and bone and listen to the voices of the living.

I like it, she says, shaking the dust from her hair, especially when they fight, and when they sing.

Death Comes to Me Again, a Girl poem by Dorianne Laux

especially when they fight, and when they sing.

Death Comes to Me Again, a Girl poem by Dorianne Laux

<- Pt 6 of 6 Pt 1

I like it, she says, shaking the dust from her hair

Death Comes to Me Again, a Girl poem by Dorianne Laux

<- Pt 5 of 6 -> Pt 1

I sit beneath the staircase built from hair and bone and listen to the voices of the living.

Death Comes to Me Again, a Girl poem by Dorianne Laux

<- Pt 4 of 6 -> Pt 1

Some days it rains. But more often the air is dry and sweet.

Death Comes to Me Again, a Girl poem by Dorianne Laux

<- Pt 3 of 6 -> Pt 1

There are wind chimes and the smell of lemons.

Death Comes to Me Again, a Girl poem by Dorianne Laux

<- Pt 2 of 6 ->

Death comes to me again, a girl in a cotton slip Barefoot, giggling. It’s not so terrible she tells me, not like you think, all darkness and silence.

Death Comes to Me Again, a Girl poem by Dorianne Laux Pt 1 of 6 ->

Please, just this once, stay.

They’re judging you

(Please send me what you want me to draw I wanna be creative but I’m out of ideas)

Sckl is back! And so am I! Here are my favorite girls Harrow and Nona <3

As always we thanks @griddlebait for this amazing piece of writing. I encourage everyone who hasn’t checked A Semi-Charmed Kinda Life yet to do so immediately!

Closeups and life update/more thoughts under cut

I come back after two months with more semi-charmed kinda life :)

As always we thank @griddlebait for the masterpiece of this fic