I haven’t updated my Tumblr in over 5 years. How are people reviving these things? Do we go back to the ancient hieroglyphs of using XD and OwO?
Carolyn Gan - http://foxfire.storenvy.com - http://wratbox.squarespace.com - https://www.facebook.com/foxfiretales - http://wratshit.tumblr.com - http://wratbox.com - https://twitter.com/wratshit - https://www.inprnt.com/gallery/wrat
KATSUO - https://twitter.com/KATSUO_D - https://kumano-katsuo.booth.pm/items/710445 - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VNnzZ07FnSY - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rxTjf28Gccs - http://31style.moo.jp/tukineko_lute
The Signs and Home
Aries: A home inside out. A fire and a bed and endless endless green.
Taurus: Long hallways and warm sitting rooms. Chairs and railings devoid of dust. Theres a courtyard but youve never reached it. You miss the sky.
Gemini: A deep home. Empty elevator shafts stretching deeper than anyone remembers.
Cancer: The home of traitors, but a home nonetheless. At least things grow here.
Leo: A home patrolled by mechanical angels. You are so close to the sky. So close.
Virgo: Sprawling factory lines. Cold furnaces. Half-born war machines. Nothing was meant to live here but here you are. Here you are.
Libra: By all accounts a sewer. You are by all accounts comfortable. The fools above, if only they knew.
Scorpio: A little mountain cabin. The snow never stops. You can see the dead pixels on the horizon.
Ophiuchus: A prison. Nothing more, nothing less. You have made friends though.
Sagittarius: An emergency. A home made from need and fear. You and the other residents have adapted. None cross your borders now.
Capricorn. A temple to be sure. To what or who has been lost to time. Crumbling effigies adorn the walls. You are not the last.
Aquarius: A lavish and ostentatious estate. Empty and bare because the previous occupants couldn’t stomach a little plague. Wimps.
Pisces: A place of solitude and study taken far far too seriously.
Art by Boris Groh
what i like about this is that the people seem just. unthreatened. they are responding to these nightgaunt looking motherfuckers as if they were a particularly rambunctious opossum. “oh god damn the shadow entity stole our ball again what the fuck dude we’re trying to play horse.” perfect, i love it.
