#however im too predisposed to long rambles

[bluegarners]

hey guys if you haven’t you should read persephone’s in hell. like rn. rn!!!!!

[cabinette]

Thinking about my TMA OC... A motorcycle butch that just so happens to be an avatar of the lonely :-)

Little doodles.... Rambling + thoughts under the cut (yeah I can't draw helmets lol eave me alooone I had no referencesssss)

I want her to be very much like. Kind motorcyclist. Just looking to give some guy a ride. they never remember her face or her name and she never stops driving, but eventually the road theyre driving on just goes on, and on. And everything is so loud and cold and they want to scream and they want to go but their limbs feel like lead and. And at some point she dropped them off, but they're begging her to take them for another ride. somewhere back home. their original destination. and when she's not there for them when they turn around they'll have become so lost that theres nothing there.

Which of course sounds nice and all but I really want there to be more to her than Depressing Motorcycle Ride yk

Alongside that, however, she's a lady who goes out to bars to find people predisposed to loneliness and romance them and flirt with them until theyre alone with her, and just ghosting them into the lonely in the middle of a makeout session. Hello? hi? Getting quite literally lost in someones eyes because they're too desperate for connection to realise theyre slipping away, and once no one in the world exists but her then they stsrt to dissapear too. Okay? Okay. in anycase, I was struck by the sort of Time Dilation-like trance you get from driving motorcycles for long periods of time. Everything just passes by in a blur yk. you know you can see people you know you can feel the rain on your back, but the wind and the mist just kind of glide over you and it's peaceful....

I have suuuch a visceral vision of a statement giver describing her cigarette smoke. It would have filled them with warmth, It should have put fire in their blood, sparks in their brain— but it just seeped cold until their bones ached for something to anchor onto. The chilling mist brushing their nape like a lover. And its suffocating and its so, so frigid and they feel so alone in her touch, but what else is there? Next thing they know even SHES not there and theyre wandering through the lonely just looking for something to hold but their haaaands keep passinggg through everythingggg and im just. WOUGH

One of the more important and reoccurring details of her are her smiley face keychain and her leather biker jacket with "YOU HAVE NO ONE BUT YOURSELF" etched on the back. Mostly unimportant but I just wanted you all to know. Hehe