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I never really thought about it but I guess I do draw from a place of grief. my art is so deeply personal to me that I emote through it sometimes and I try to express my feelings in a way that words can't.
anyway, here's a drawing I made while I was grieving
Not a #Dinovember, Actually #Paleovember day 2: Grief.
Homo florensiensis' mother lost her first child due to hunger and illness. She can't separate the dead child so she carry him in her arms, but two Leptoptilos robustus which smelled the child began to approach her.
teenage!shigaraki - grief.
I was once told that anger is a secondary emotion, and it can stem from many places - fear, sadness, despair, a feeling of loss - but it never truly drowns those primary emotions out.
#shigaraki #mha #mhafanart #shiggyneedsahug
Everything just hurts. My heart hurts. My body aches with grief. I don’t know how to get past this and the things people say don’t help me feel much better. I miss you so much and the peace that you brought me little guy. I’ll miss you every day for the rest of my life.
@MicheleQuirke @thepanageatales Ok here’s one from Mighty Quill:
“The second [NAME] opened the door to our apartment, his scent hit me like a truck.
If he’d come any closer I had no idea what I would have done. Licked his neck, probably. Good grief. I had to get a grip on myself.”
Was this Thor or Cas?
Stand tall and be proud. No matter how weak or unworthy you feel, set your heart ablaze, grit your teeth and move forward. If you just curl up in a ball and hide, time will pass you by. It won't stop for you while you wallow in your grief.
"I've caused you
so much grief."
- "Farewell My Concubine" (1993) // Directed by Chen Kaige
...let me get this out of the way first-
AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH///
Alright, so, Thank you guys for an amazing stream omg I could cry by the overwhelming support like WOW good grief. Thanks for making this a very special anniversary stream, and here's to another year <3
02- Vengeful Spirit
That ~costume~ is exactly what Lunna would become if the blessing of the Night Warrior had overwhelmed him. A ghost leaking power and ever-burning with anger and grief.
Firestar rested his tail-tip on the brown warrior's shoulder, in a vain attempt to comfort him. Dustpelt briefly pushed his nose into his leader's flame-colored fur. Leafpaw felt [hurt] to see the two cats, who had never been friends, brought close together by their shared grief.