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Hermes Society
more or less.
Digital Illustration, 2025 Gorchart
I should stop reading books that destroy me :')

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my brother's keeper (poem from here)
don't mess with babel fans there's like 3 of us
i went through this book in 3 days 🥹 fanart / face studies
edit: fixed!
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“…all of Oxford shone like an illumination, and he was falling in love.”
I can’t explain how much I love these two ❤️🩹
after everything, afterall, i’m most astonished at the audacity of letty calling robin “birdie.”
that’s ramy’s word, not hers. but she uses it knowingly. she knows the power of words, of language, of translation, and yet she’s choosing to steal a word that’s not hers, a word that has meaning and history and love, a word that not even victoire dared use bc she knew it wasn’t hers, that it belonged to ramy and robin alone, all for her own advantage.
she used it time and time again without permission. she used it while ignoring all protests because she sees language as a tool to use, a weapon to wield. all to get ahead. letty’s another cog in the apparatus of white colonialism, exploiting that which doesn’t belong to her.
happy belated valentine’s…i miss them