hearditbothways:

I am probably not the best person to be asking since I am still learning myself, so take this with a grain of salt. Your best bet is just to observe metal objects in real life or find references. But I hope this at least points you in the right direction!!

mathmaticalkrillbits:

tomaturtles:

Once upon a time, there was a boy. He lived in a village that still exists, in a house that still exists, on the edge of a field that still exists, where everything was discovered and everything was possible. A stick could be a sword. A pebble could be a diamond. A tree a castle.
Once upon a time there was a boy who no longer exists, who lived in a house across the field from a boy who no longer exists. He lived in village that no longer exists, in a house that no longer exists, in a country that no longer exists. They made up a thousand games. They were two rulers of the land, two Kings, together. In the autumn light, his hair shone like a crown. They collected the world in small handfuls. When the sky grew dark they parted with leaves in their hair.
Once upon a time, a boy found out he was a girl. And the boy accepted it, and became a girl, doing all the general ‘girly’ things. The girl left to become more of a girl, leaving the other boy behind and only seeing him very rarely, and tried to carry on her life wearing dresses and cooking and cleaning and doing all the things girls were supposed to do. She felt weird doing it and hated denying liking the things she loved, but she did it anyways. That was what a girl was supposed to do.
Once upon a time, a girl was told a boy had stopped existing. She was told the boy she had grown up with was gone. She could hardly say a word.
Once upon a time there was a girl, who loved a boy, and his laughter was a question she wanted to spend her whole life answering.

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mathmaticalkrillbits:

tomaturtles:

Once upon a time, there was a boy. He lived in a village that still exists, in a house that still exists, on the edge of a field that still exists, where everything was discovered and everything was possible. A stick could be a sword. A pebble could be a diamond. A tree a castle.

Once upon a time there was a boy who no longer exists, who lived in a house across the field from a boy who no longer exists. He lived in village that no longer exists, in a house that no longer exists, in a country that no longer exists. They made up a thousand games. They were two rulers of the land, two Kings, together. In the autumn light, his hair shone like a crown. They collected the world in small handfuls. When the sky grew dark they parted with leaves in their hair.

Once upon a time, a boy found out he was a girl. And the boy accepted it, and became a girl, doing all the general ‘girly’ things. The girl left to become more of a girl, leaving the other boy behind and only seeing him very rarely, and tried to carry on her life wearing dresses and cooking and cleaning and doing all the things girls were supposed to do. She felt weird doing it and hated denying liking the things she loved, but she did it anyways. That was what a girl was supposed to do.

Once upon a time, a girl was told a boy had stopped existing. She was told the boy she had grown up with was gone. She could hardly say a word.

Once upon a time there was a girl, who loved a boy, and his laughter was a question she wanted to spend her whole life answering.

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Natsuki gets a new haircut { Tsuritama 08 } // .
ib-confessions:

Confessor
Art
I would want a real life replica of the Mary painting.

ib-confessions:

Confessor

Art

I would want a real life replica of the Mary painting.