Old piece that I never really finished?

I-I love... rusty spoons.....

I luv you Salad Fingers hehe

⌖ ✧ The Wizard ⌖

 

 For whom that does not know him, they call him The Magician.

For he tends to entertain for the little children, that he is so much fond of....

& of course, the world that is so called the earth

 does not really welcome kindly of what is hard to grasp beyond ones mind... 

tho for the ones of the high ends.

Gate Worms, against my Golden Gates...

Ill try to be more active and post doodles few times a week :-)))

✵

It was so lively when I had guests in my room last day.

 

Watching Jane Eyre alone in the dark in my empty room, home alone... .

But with a little imagination and time everything turned out to be a fine day.

Little Communities on my back.

❁

Spending a perfect night w/ my dearests.

Just coming back from hitting a bong and chilling out a hookah bar ♥ 

Lucky us today where they had a food truck gather on the neighborhood, where I got to try out the imfamous Kogi truck that is so popular these days lol had to order 2 cuz i couldn't decide and ended up finish only half of each ^^ It was quite interesting, galbi flavor burrito and tofu.

❦ Sweet Dear Edward was worried for their little loving people, ❦
 for he was big and clumsy.
 he scared every day that he would have an accident and hurt his loving family.
So he was alway lost in the thought of ways to always be careful.

What I doodled at the bar =W=
Going to do a series of these guys later, hehe.

Sleep does no justice for me

 Either if I am asleep or awake, I can only be restless.

 Here are my two favorite pairs that never fails to over flow my imagination, actually they come to me naturally, and they mean so much to me...keeping me in company.

 Here is Restless the Sleepless Prince and Robert the Loyal Butler who lives in the Sleepless Forest, where candles never die out but multiply and whispering stories that keeps Restless a company on the nights when he does not venture out and especially when Robert is out for an errand. Living under a mazed mansion where there are endless doors and rooms, corners and portals that are yet to be discovered.

 Here they are, Just another night passing it by with some midnight tea... Sometimes its tough even for Restless and tonight just might be the day that he may just fall asleep, or to just another open door to another world. 

My writing never do justice for my art but I do my best to tell a bit more to get to know them... and me.

The Blue Pill.

It feels great to sleep through the night and wake in the morning.

To actually fall asleep, naturally, and wake up crystal clear.

To sleep with just your underwear on.

It feels fuckin great.

I had the most peaceful sleep <3 I feel inspired.
 

My first instinct was to sit in front of my drafting board and let my pencil run around the white piece of blank paper. 
& Turn on the KUSC.org

Going to continue this later, Got so much to do on the list.

†he Miserable.

Møvies, møvies, & møre møvies....

Few days ago, I searched the web to find the movie "Surviving with the wolves" only finding bits and pieces and lastly to the summary; the full video was impossible to find, to my abilities. This was the best I've gotten to finding, and I must say I greatly adore and fallen for lovely Misha, The film is beautiful in my opinion unlike to the author and her background drama that I'd like to keep out of my head that ruins the flow of my imagination of what I have perceive through the film.
 

 In the end, I ended up adopting the young and fruitful child in to my world, with beautiful strawberry blond hair unwrapped from a blood red drapes; surrounded in freshly bloomed red roses, holding her Mama wolf's remaining.
 

Not long after I ended up watching the whole 'Millennium series' from 'The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo' to 'The Girl Who Played with Fire' and lastly 'The Girl Who Kicked the Hornets' Nest' where each movie lasted at least 2 hours/more each.... I doodled here and there while watching.

Though Misha was finely drawn on a piece of scrap paper, I know its only right to give her, her proper space soon in the future.

It is an Absolute.

Old to New

Progresses

 

Scraps of Body

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**Emails before set on private please**
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Upon the midnight tick of Spring/Summer the gates shall close.

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If you do desire to stay beside the sleepless world
and share the candle lit secrets





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Venturing the Puzzled Mazed Mansion of The Restless Prince....
My Loyal Butler Robert shall escort you with pleasure.






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' Restless DayDreams coiled by the Honey White Roses '
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Tea before Class

& The Little TeaCycle

Always ends with Tea Naps

Androgynous 9th Grader, A Leo of July.

Goes to one of the most Prestigious school in Tokyo.

One of the top students at school,

But only cuz it keeps the teachers shut from telling him what to do,

So he never tries hard enough to get the 1st place,

Cuz thats just a pain, in his opinion.

Likes to drink, smoke, experiment.

Always late to class.

Good at fighting but never the one to provoke one.

Easily makes friends but takes a loyalty to win his trust.

Lazy and enjoys being a hermit, a hoarder, a night owl.
Hates tedious things, repetition, and interrogating actions.

Thinks a lot of things are a pain.

Likes cornered spots, and can never seem to stay still.

Has a Mood swing like a Split personality.

With A Public, Private, Secret life.

Wears what he wants, Does what he wants.

Doesn't really have a gender preference.

But when it comes to Love, He's a romanticist.

He believes in a soulmate.

But that doesn't stop him from physical pleasure & experimentation.

But always knows, safety first.

He just knows how to have fun with life,

In his own way.

Thats the life, I should have.

On my next life.

*BONUS*

*full body*

(Lovely SeraFuku from S.Jin <3)

Restless the Sleepless Prince.

As the sun sets, the candles would lit one by one,

and they will gather in one room at the peek of midnight,
Where I would be resting, sipping tea, passing my restless nights.

Slowly grasping for my attention with their tip of their waxed fingers,

it would start whispering to my pierced wounded ear.

 

Whispering secrets that are carried under this old mazed mansion that I live in with my Loyal Butler Robert.
Secrets, stories, past lives that lived here before me would be told...
the past lonesome prince that reminds me of myself,

the curious child who creeped in to this walls and is still in search,


and many other oddities that I have yet to hear until the next coming sunset, and the next, the next, the next.... one by one I would hear and listen, till my eyes would finally shut for that rare short blissful slumber, till my next nightmare would wake me up, where it will once again continue....

MidNight Brute.

Eyes widening,
I couldn't help myself but follow you with my eyes.
Mouth watering,
I couldn't help myself but give it a try.

You wouldn't stop struggling so my face was covered of your warm insides.

Maybe I should have not given in.
But too late, I lost control.