I'm Lily, 23, German, illustration student.
This tumblr contains random fandom stuff, nice pictures, some music and other things that picked my interest. #my art#my cosplay#twitter
Four-leaf clover. For some reason, I am really good at finding them and I also enjoy searching for them a lot. When it’s clover-time, Chala often has to drag me along because I stop walking to scan the grass with my eyes.
Seals. I have always loved seals. In kindergarden, I was in the seal-group and I still don’t know whether my love come from that or whether I liked them before. I get a bit sad when people only like them because they’re so cute as babies (which they are, of course), they’re amazing animals in general. They can look so out-of-place on land, but yet so beautiful when they swim. And many people seem to forget that they are predators. Quite dangerous ones.
The sound of rain against windows or a tent, when you are inside.
The Nordic countries and their languages. Norwegian the most, for being just incredibly beautiful, but also Danish for … I can’t really put it into words. At first I found it a bit weird and unusual but it’s so beautiful in its own way (a night watchman in Ribe made me fall in love with it), Icelandic for it’s exotic beauty and oldness and magic and special sounds, Finnish for … also very hard to put it into words … it has this roughness and it’s so very foreign and strange to my ears and it has this weird kind of wild beauty and I just love its ridiculously long words. And it’s the language of a very dear friend and a country I’ve been to twice so it got it’s very own little space in my heart :|. Swedish also generally sounds beautiful to my ear, but somehow I just don’t have a … heart-connection to it (yet), even though I really like Sweden as well :|. I guess it’s still that little grudge that I have because you get Swedish things so easily and Norwegian and Danish so hard.
The stars. There aren’t many things I love more than them. Looking up at a starry, cloudless sky always makes me so happy and feel at home, no matter where I am. I’m quite interested in constellations and their mythology, so by now I’ve become quite good as recognizing them and the stories they tell. I love looking up until my neck hurts, failing to understand the distance and the beauty and the wonder because it’s just too much for my human brain to handle. I love gazing for so long that you can see the stars that were too faint to see just a few minutes before. Not being sure if you saw a shooting star or not but making a wish anyway. That time (that is just now), when Orion and the Great Dog stand so high that Orion is already falling and you can even see the Dog’s behind legs and tail … I guess if I would ever get a tattoo, it would be those constellations.
Staying in the cinema when the credits begin. Feeling how most people leave, but staying anyway, listening to the music and reading the names. The beautiful names and the funny names and the familiar ones. For some reason I also really love to read the character’s names at the beginning of the credits, especially when you know the story really well. It’s like.. I don’t know. Seeing your friends names. Can’t explain. It’s just really nice. And that feeling you have when you leave the cinema, and the world around you feels so strange.
I’d like to say I love time travel stories, but I feel too noobish like I read and saw too few to be allowed ay that. I really enjoyed all the ones I read and saw so far and I recently began to collect time travel books. I already have too many to read, but I will!
Speaking of collecting, I own a ribbon-collection. I really love colourful fabric-ribbons (do you say fabric-ribbons o_o? Stoffbänder.) and I collect them all in a paperbox that will soon be too small. My most beautiful ones I got in Finland and in a small and pretty shop in Heidelberg.
The numbers 3 and 9, and even more, the number 39. I don’t even have a specific or symbolic reason for it, I just really love what they feel like.
The sea. Actually, huge ammounts of water in general, also streams and rivers and lakes. I’m really happy to now live in a city with a big lake in its center and a smaller one near our house, and a small river and various streams and a little harbour, but it’s still my dream to live somewhere close to the sea one day. It’s just … so many things combined. It’s so beautiful and seems so … endless, it makes you feel so calm and yet it’s so dangerous and it’s so mysterious and we will never fully know it. And is there a nicer feeling than to stand at a shore, hearing the soft sound of the waves and feeling the wind in your hair? And the sound of seagulls! I love seagulls really much as well. Mh <3. This reminds me terribly of when we went by train with a Danish friend and she took pictures of us staring out of the window with our mouths slightly open, because for her it was such a normal thing and for us so amazing (to go over the sea by train, come on!)
