#jack ror

sketch with my blorbo jack

hear me out… jack learning how to draw just to capture your beauty.

he learned to draw like anyone learning a new skill, with the clumsiness of a beginner, but driven by an emotion that stirred deep within him. at first, his hands trembled slightly when he gripped the brush too tightly, sitting before the blank page as if facing a mystery that not even sherlock holmes could solve. In his mind, the image he wanted to capture was so clear that he could almost see it before him.

jack studied the curve of your smile, the light that shone in your half-lidded eyes, and tried to commit every detail to the paper. every time he thought of you, he felt the world acquire a different depth of hue, as if the colors surrounding you didn't even belong to anything known. a halo existed around your face, a kind of soft glow that appeared every time your eyes met; a radiance that he couldn't say whether it came from the moonlight or from his own heart.

and it was precisely that aura he most longed to capture with this newfound art. that color living inside you, burning with a passion he had never before witnessed in another… not directed toward him, at least.

and though the paper could never fully contain your beauty, it preserved something even more precious: the proof of a man who learned to create art because, in you, jack had found a miracle that deserved to be sketched.

I do believe that the loki keyring is someone's art? There very cute keyrings