I'm Not Your Pretty Little Flower.

The witching hour phantasia

This is how it would be if I was an OFC in a self-insert fanfic about my beloved rock band with time travelling to their early years.

80s... Imposed toxic masculinity - sometimes it met some resistance, but much more often it was given up to or just embraced to the fullest. Queer rocker boys forced by their money-hungry management, record labels and rock/metal environment in general to act mAnLiER and to suppress their true self. Despite of delightfully androgynous appearances of 80s bands, when it came to their views, values and everyday life decent part of them were toxicly masculine, sexist, misogynistic and/or homophobic.

What a time to live in (I really love this era aesthetically very much though). And what a time for me to interfere at last with my determined, believing and loving slasher soul.

Sleaze metal quintessence

God knows why but for a long time I wanted to make an art dedicated to the most divine drink I love - hot cocoa on plant based milk. It somehow warms my heart when I drink it, especially if I manage to achieve this mesmerising thick bubbly foam which under the right angle shimmers with all colors of the rainbow.

They've been apart for too long.

And I say that's enough [redacted].

By the way, if the real life J&R situation pains you, reading this story will most likely soothe your soul. ♡

Illustration for the fic "Thank you, goodnight!" by @bnejovi, particularly The Hug™ scene from chapter six. ♡♡♡

Made only now this little portrait, a thought of which didn't leave me since I've seen photo of Mahsa Ami̇ni̇ who died after morality police arrested her for wearing a hijab in a wrong way.

How absurd is this - none of mortal souls must have such a power over others' personal choices. Stand with Iranian women - they're fighting against something giant, swollen and very, very old. Something that doesn't want to go quietly.

Supernatural

Harvelle`s Roadhouse

Art blocked.

Red, red rose... brought it home to you

Blood-red rose tells me that you're true

Red, red rose, blood-red rose

Like a fire inside that grows... blood-red rose

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Fathers, please. ♡

[the video, soft and beautiful, that I used for references, is "Bon Jovi | Diamond Ring | Rare Pro Shot | London 2010" by hAnD90]

That feeling when you are Ukrainian scrolling ukrainian news feed.

An already monstrously big neighbouring country hates you and wishes you death, few others support and help her, so here, get a shelling at queue and missile strike on crowded shopping mall, both ended up with victims.

And wipe the tears off the screen when you're done reading, babe.