Feel free to submit anything you want. Fanfic recs, fanart, deep philosophical musings on the strange appeal of people with wings, anything.
All fandoms are welcome.
Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can’t go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I’m painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It’s time that you won.Falling Slowly - Glen Hansard & Markéta Irglová
my honest to god favorite piece of art in the world