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I woke up at 3am just to make these.
OLDDDD piece of art from last year, its IGOR from Tyler the creator. this was when I was trying out the lasso artstyle
a song for people that live in pluto
gene - flower boy(for the aesthetic, especially garden shed)/wolf(for the storytelling, loves storytelling hip hop/rap)
tina - igor /call me if you get lost (big fan either way, is known to play balloon or find your wings whenever she has aux)
louise - chromakopia/cherry bomb/goblin (huge fan in general though)
linda would like his melodies but not listen to the lyrics at all, bob would say he hates it and then cry to like him when hes drunk <3
why is it that my favs never get any merch
Plush of Igor from near all the Persona games, Funko POP Morgana for scale.
Some Tyler, the Creator drawings!! :>
Three goobers :3 just wanted to draw these specific egos
Tyler, the Creator songs made into drawings with my sibling!!(It was her idea)
You know the obsession is bad when you make Tyler's OC's in Miitopia
This is very different than most of my art but I thought it was hilarious, I give you Vash the Stampede drawn in the style of Tyler the Creators album cover for Igor referencing the song a boy is a gun because if you know you know
Forgot to update my cd spread but here it is in all its greatness
CD spread
(New cd coming Tuesday to a home near me)
My eyes are green i eat my veggies.
HELLOOO OMG finals are killing me with hammers SOBB but yesterday was the album "IGOR" 's 6th anniversary so I decided to draw Igor with Baudelaire (another Tyler persona) !!! :D this is very lazy tho JELP I kinda rushed it bc of school gahhh
Hes so stupid does he even know he exists smh my head
That car crash couldn't take me, Green haired angels all around meĀ
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Just a little doodle / rgrk thing! same ideals with the time moves slow post from a while back.
Some tyler doodles with a caligraphy brush while jamming to IGOR + some typography i did of new magic wand!
Ryan Van Winkle discusses art and citizenship with Igor Å tiks, who is investigating the art of the Occupy movement and exploring the relationship between political movements and aesthetics. Presented by Ryan Van Winkle @rvwable and produced by Colin Fraser @kailworm of Culture Laser Productions http://www.culturelaser.com @culturelaser. We acknowledge the financial assistance of Creative Scotland.
Ryan Van Winkle discusses art and citizenship with Igor Å tiks, who is investigating the art of the Occupy movement and exploring the relationship between political movements and aesthetics. Presented by Ryan Van Winkle @rvwable and produced by Colin Fraser @kailworm of Culture Laser Productions http://www.culturelaser.com @culturelaser. We acknowledge the financial assistance of Creative Scotland.
āFatal Infatuationā
tw/cw: heavily implied (but brief) mentions of self harm and suicide.
explicit sexual undertones, with reference to masturbation.
complete and utter blasphemy.
the babygirlification of adam from the book of genesis which may distress some readers.
the yassification of ambiguously subservient he/him lesbians in scripture.
if thatās all good with you then read ahead but donāt say i didnāt warn youā¦
authors note: to the all freaky little masochists out there, i see you, i hear you, please drink water <3
āāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāā
I love you, for all that you are and all you will ever be.
I love you in times of jubilation and times of despair.
I love you unconditionally and eternally.
From the moment I laid eyes on you,
to the moment our hands first touched,
you were nothing short of perfection.
In every sense of the word, youāre perfect.
I am bewildered and in awe of you.
There is no being in existence that could ever surpass you.
You have forever enamoured me with your presence.
If ever there was a time before you, I wish to never relive it.
You are the light in an endless ocean of darkness.
Your smile alone is enough to illuminate the heavens.
I cannot understate the abundance of my devotion to you. I cannot undervalue my appreciation for your kindness, your grace, your poise, your beautiful faceā¦
Who could even begin to compare to you? Your radiance knows no bounds.
There is no living nor undead thing that could equal up to half of your worth.
For you are perfect, the very definition of the word.
Though you were created in my image, I see no semblance of my imperfections.
No remnants of my shortcomings, no trace of my inequities. You were made pure.
You are Yahwehās true creation, a testament to His unfailing mercy and might.
You are the pinnacle of life, the rarest amongst flowers and sweetest amongst fruits.
All the days of my life, I promise to shower you with adulation and affection.
For this is my true purpose, my reason to exist is you.
Glory be to Adonai, His wisdom and foresight transcends all things.
He wished for me to be a sacrifice, and I gladly offered myself to Him.
Born of my ribs, He fashioned you into the marvel that you are today.
Blood of my blood, He sculpted you into masterpiece you are today.
As I knelt before the altar, He held me in His arms.
Lovingly, He cradled me and reminded me of His promise.
In acceptance of His will for me, I submitted to His word.
I remember the sweet searing pain, as it coursed through my veins.
The sensation alone, was nothing short of heavenly. I was born again, and made anew.
I was carefully carved, tenderly hewed and delicately engraved. No words will ever be enough to describe the ecstasy I felt that fateful day. It was all for you, knowing that now makes everything so much sweeter.
You are as apart of me, as I am of you.
I only wish to serve you, I now recognise that you are an extension of His divinity.
The will of El Shaddai and yours are one.
I desire to imitate you in every possible way.
I know in my heart that I could never be equal to you in magnificence, and so, I only yearn to be useful to you.
Allow my eyes to be the mirrors of your soul. To behold you is blessing enough.
Permit me the grace to hold you in my arms, I wish to envelope you with my love.
All I have I give you, all the days of my life are now yours to keep, everything I am is yours.
For I am imperfect,
from the moment I laid eyes on you,
to the moment our lips embraced, I knew.
I am nothing short of imperfection, in every sense of the word.
I am but a stain, a burdenā¦ impurity personified.
You are my personal salvation, and in the same breath your existence torments me without end.
Stood beside you, I feel inadequate, I feel wrong and I do not know why.
I cannot begin to count the endless nights I have spent defiling myself in a pitiful heat,
my body revels at just the thought of you. I fear I cannot help myself, my loins ache and burn with passion.
I have etched the memory of your touch into my very bones.
The shame I feel only makes my forbidden act all the more pleasurable and intoxicating.
As I run my hands over my body I can only think of you, my skin ignites and I am overwhelmed with lust.
It is as though my heart has been set aflame whenever our eyes meet.
Gazing upon your reflection is enough to satiate and silence my carnal desires.
Your power over me is absolute. At the sound of your call I will heed your command.
If you ordered me to set myself alight, I would obey. Though I know I could never burn as bright as you.
You my sun, you possess a life-giving energy that cannot be replicated by man nor God.
You are above all beings on heaven and earth, you are my universe.
Without question, I am yours and yours alone.
Use me, break me, tear me limb from limb, drink from my blood and devour my body.
Pick me apart and take anything you wish. I donate my flesh to you, use it to your desire. I am your sacrifice.
You need only just to say it and it is done.
In doing all of this, I have come to accept that I can never be as perfect as you are,
I will always fall short of your excellence.
Perhaps it is His will for things to be as they are.
Maybe, He wishes to afflict me with self loathing and envy through youā¦
As I run my hands over my body, I cannot help but howl in grief.
I weep bitterly and gnash my teeth, perplexed at the injustice of it all.
I have spent ceaseless nights this way.
Wishing and hoping, that this wrongness I feel within myself would wash awayā¦
But why you, and not me? Was I not worthy enough for Him?
āIt should have been meā¦ā I tell myself.
I was His first creation, His firstborn, His first loveā¦ and yet He discarded me.
I presented myself to Him, there I lay, spread-eagle and eager to fulfil His every desire.
Like a lamb led to the slaughter, I feigned innocence.
Accepting my fate in humility, I let Him have me.
He desecrated my flesh, bloodied my mind and made me impureā¦
He reached for my heart and gave it to you.
Though I can never bring myself to blame you, I know none of this is your fault. It never was.
Through my agony you were conceived, and through my blissful torment you were born.
I came first, yet I am treated less than second to youā¦
I see the way He looks at you, the way He talks to you, appreciates you.
The sight of it is enough for me to wince in discomfort.
The phenomenon of pain is quite a marvellous thing. When I am most broken I feel beautiful.
I could chip away at my body forever if it meant I could preserve the euphoric sensation that is suffering.
Why is that so? Perhaps, it is His wish for me.
Day after day, I mourn the person I once wasā¦ but who even was I before you?
Now that I have let myself become defined by you, I can no longer tell.
I peer into my reflection and I am unsure of who I see. Could you tell me, if I asked you?
Would you even know?
Perhaps If I loved you enough, it could remedy this hatred I harbour towards myselfā¦
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Elyon, I cry out to you but You to not answer. You have forsaken me and forgotten me.
Why curse me with the burden of existence? To what end?
How can I lie to myself, pretending to love another when the heart I once had is no longer there?
I cannot pretend to be ignorant to Your betrayal, this is not what I was promised.
Why Her and not I?
Have You simply forgotten me as apart of Your grand design?
Beside Her I feel like a disheveled creature, an abomination, a mistake.
She is everything, whilst I am nothing. Like night and day, we are not the same.
Freely I gave You my love, yet You mean to replace me?
I never once disobeyed You, I never once questioned or challenged You, and this is how You reward me.
I am disgusted by myself, even at the end of eternity no power can revoke this feeling.
Why must that be? Does watching me suffer please You?
I had foolishly thought that I could replace You, the way You did to me.
Each time I look at Her, I am only reminded of You.
Even still, I cannot bring myself to confess that I am jealous.
Why must that be? Does seeing me ache with annoyance satisfy You?
Perhaps, If I defied Your will I could be beautiful againā¦
Use me, hurt me, punish me, torment me, defile me and chain me to You forever.
If my pain and suffering is Your desire, then I shall seek it always.
For I am empty and aimless without Your guidance.
The hole where my heart once was can only be filled by You.
Let me heal Youā¦ Let me seek Youā¦
Let me serve Youā¦ Let me love Youā¦
I pledge my allegiance to You, and to You alone.
I am willing to take the fall for our sin. You need only to ask of it, and it is doneā¦
hello lads, iām just dropping by to post another short story i did earlier this year for my creative writing unit that i only just realised gives off āsaltburnā and tyler the creatorās āigorā vibes :)
it is my retelling of what went down in the garden of eden, told from adamās perspective. in this iteration, adam is confused and overwhelmed with his infatuation with eve, he worships her but also despises her.
if anyone is interested i can do a breakdown of the themes and explicit references to events from the holy bible i scattered throughout the story. itās definitely my favourite thing iāve written in a long fucking time and iām super excited to share it with you guys :3
itās a bit of a long read so iāll post it separately after this uhhh announcement thingie??
anyway, thank you lads for your time :3
note: keep in mind i will add warnings/tags to this story there are some themes that arenāt exactly appropriate for everyone so viewer discretion is advised :0
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