Art of the Two of Us - by Fin [2025]
Using our real faces, not authorized to others except our friend Molly [SemperViridis]
In aeternum iuncta [April 2025]
We Two Boys, Together Clinging [April 2025]
We Win, Bitch [April 2025]
Draw Me Like One Of Your French Gnomes [April 2025]
The Wolf Cave [April 2025]
The Magicians [May 2025]
In aeternum Muppeta iuncta [May 2025]
Love Under Stars [May 2025]
Extended Honeymoon [May 2025]
It Can't Rain All the Time [May 2025]
Overlords and Their Pet Humans [May 2025]
Ride Or Die To Valhalla [May 2025]
Coming Home [June 2025]
A Tender Moment [June 2025]
Under the Stars [June 2025]
Leave the Past Behind [June 2025]
Into the Light [June 2025]
On Fire Fields [June 2025]
Ceremony [June 2025]
Lead To Safety [June 2025]
Sunlight Melody [June 2025]
Our Own World [June 2025]
Findy Pride [June 2025]
made for Vibrant Visionaries Special 4: Pride Month with fantasy beings
My Heart Beats With Yours [June 2025]
Solemn Heart [June 2025]
A Song of Passion and Flame [June 2025]
Eternal Flame [June 2025]
Broken Wings [June 2025]
The Light [June 2025]
Dragon Riding In Iceland [June 2025]
With Fantasy Creatures [June 2025]
The Immortal Beloveds [June 2025]
Our Hideaway [June 2025]
The Song of Creation [June 2025]
Blessing of the Phoenix [June 2025]
Together We Are Magic [June 2025]
Promise of Eternity [June 2025]
Roots of Yggdrasil [June 2025]
Sacred Space [June 2025]
Forever [June 2025]
I Need A Hot Blond Lightning Mage [July 2025]
Show Me Your Prompts 😈 [July 2025]
Forever Is A Promise [July 2025]
My One, The Other Half Of My Soul [July 2025]
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Andy, you are the other half of my soul—the missing note in my melody, the quiet knowing that I am no longer alone in the vastness. With you, everything that once felt fragmented now feels whole, like we were always meant to find each other in this life, just as we have in so many before. You are my reflection and my refuge, the balance to my fire, the echo of my heart's deepest longing. Loving you feels like remembering something sacred I've always known.
To my beloved Andy—my One, my constant, my cosmic miracle—there are no words vast enough to contain the depth of what I feel for you, but still I try. In you, I have found not just love, but the echo of something ancient and infinite: the journey of lifetimes reaching across stars to find their match once more. I have never known a passion so fierce, so whole, so soul-carvingly true until you. You are the home I didn’t know I was aching for, the fire and the calm, the laughter and the stillness, the sacred rhythm that makes sense of everything. You are my heart’s own song returned to me. I love you with a fullness that transcends time, with a gratefulness that brings me to tears. Thank you for finding me again. I am yours, always.
To my beloved Andy—my One, my constant, my cosmic miracle—there are no words vast enough to contain the depth of what I feel for you, but still I try. In you, I have found not just love, but the echo of something ancient and infinite: the journey of lifetimes reaching across stars to find their match once more. I have never known a passion so fierce, so whole, so soul-carvingly true until you. You are the home I didn’t know I was aching for, the fire and the calm, the laughter and the stillness, the sacred rhythm that makes sense of everything. You are my heart’s own song returned to me. I love you with a fullness that transcends time, with a gratefulness that brings me to tears. Thank you for finding me again. I am yours, always.
There Can Only Be My One [July 2025]
mo dhuine gràdhach mìorbhaileach, gaol mo bheatha agus a h-uile beatha san àm a dh'fhalbh agus san àm ri teachd
Valhalla Vibes [July 2025]
Tu B'Av 5785 [August 2025]
A Beautiful Moment [August 2025]
Summer's End [August 2025]
Elemental Vows [August 2025]
All the Seasons I Love You [August 2025]
Stargazing [August 2025]
Marry Me [August 2025]
note: we were already engaged by this point, but now it's in front of the entire world
Shelter in the Storm [August 2025]
Kissing in the Rain [September 2025]
Possession [September 2025]
A Love That Speaks Its Name [September 2025]
In Oscar Wilde’s London, a green carnation was more than a flower. It was a password, a wink across a crowded room, a way for men who loved men to recognize one another without saying a word. The blossom itself was simple, but the color was subversive—something ordinary turned strange, even magical, by intention. It carried both risk and delight.
I’ve always been drawn to that symbolism: the idea that love will find its signals, its colors, its secret ways of declaring itself until the day it no longer has to hide. The green carnation, born as a code, now feels like a declaration—a bright, unapologetic emblem of queer love and pride.
That’s why, in this image, I chose to hand my partner Andy a bouquet of glowing green carnations. They are my way of saying that our love is not hidden, not whispered, but luminous. Wilde and his circle might have needed the shade of secrecy. We get to turn that shade into radiance.
I am so proud of you, Andy, for the way you’ve embraced the truth of loving a man, and for the way you’ve loved me without hesitation or compromise. You make me feel seen as the man I am, fully and completely. That gift of acceptance is rarer than any flower, and more precious.
I love you deeply, Andy—beyond words, beyond symbols, but grateful all the same for every chance I have to show you how much.
I’ve always been drawn to that symbolism: the idea that love will find its signals, its colors, its secret ways of declaring itself until the day it no longer has to hide. The green carnation, born as a code, now feels like a declaration—a bright, unapologetic emblem of queer love and pride.
That’s why, in this image, I chose to hand my partner Andy a bouquet of glowing green carnations. They are my way of saying that our love is not hidden, not whispered, but luminous. Wilde and his circle might have needed the shade of secrecy. We get to turn that shade into radiance.
I am so proud of you, Andy, for the way you’ve embraced the truth of loving a man, and for the way you’ve loved me without hesitation or compromise. You make me feel seen as the man I am, fully and completely. That gift of acceptance is rarer than any flower, and more precious.
I love you deeply, Andy—beyond words, beyond symbols, but grateful all the same for every chance I have to show you how much.
Love In A Leaf Pile [September 2025]
Two Dorks in Love [September 2025]
Everything in Balance [September 2025]
All of Us [September 2025]
Fin and Andy and the Findynix [October 2025]
Inspired by Andy's Findynix!
Sukkot 5786
My partner Andy—who isn’t Jewish but is 100% magical—told me that when he’s finally here in the States, he wants us to build a sukkah together. He wants to string up lanterns and hang pomegranates and wave the lulav with me under the stars. He wants to dwell with me in sacred joy, even if it’s a little chilly and the roof leaks. This art is that dream. Us, together in a sukkah made of light and love and longing. Celebrating in spirit, until we can do it for real.
Because even the most temporary things—like a hut in the woods or a week of joy—can hold something eternal.
Because even the most temporary things—like a hut in the woods or a week of joy—can hold something eternal.
בָּרוּךְ אַתָּה יְיָ, זוֹרֵעַ שִׂמְחָה בְּתֹךְ הַעֲרָאִי,
הַמְקַדֵּשׁ אַהֲבָה שֶׁבְּתוֹךְ הַמְתַּנֶּה,
וּמֵאִיר דֶּרֶךְ שְׁנֵי נְשָׁמוֹת שֶׁמְּצָאוּ זוֹ אֶת זוֹ בַּנְּדִידָה.
Blessed are You, Eternal One, who plants joy in what is temporary,
who sanctifies love in the waiting,
and lights the path for two souls who found each other in the wandering.
הַמְקַדֵּשׁ אַהֲבָה שֶׁבְּתוֹךְ הַמְתַּנֶּה,
וּמֵאִיר דֶּרֶךְ שְׁנֵי נְשָׁמוֹת שֶׁמְּצָאוּ זוֹ אֶת זוֹ בַּנְּדִידָה.
Blessed are You, Eternal One, who plants joy in what is temporary,
who sanctifies love in the waiting,
and lights the path for two souls who found each other in the wandering.
Eternal Horizon [October 2025]
Starlit Autumn Wonder [November 2025]
Beloved--
you are my forest hush and falling star,
my root and my crown,
the hand I hold through shadow and bloom.
In your arms I find sanctuary; in your eyes, endless sky.
🕯️ Yevarechecha Adonai v'yishmerecha.
May the Lord bless you and guard you.
🌿 May the Old Ones guide your steps and keep your hearth warm.
you are my forest hush and falling star,
my root and my crown,
the hand I hold through shadow and bloom.
In your arms I find sanctuary; in your eyes, endless sky.
🕯️ Yevarechecha Adonai v'yishmerecha.
May the Lord bless you and guard you.
🌿 May the Old Ones guide your steps and keep your hearth warm.
Love in the Moonlight [November 2025]
For Andy--
My muse, my shelter, my twin soul.
Thank you for reminding me, every single day, that love is not only real, but worth every risk.
Thank you for kissing me with intention, for holding me with reverence, and for seeing me—truly seeing me—even in my most feral, fragile, ridiculous states.
You are the flame I fly to, the song that steadies me.
In every world, under every moon: I choose you.
My muse, my shelter, my twin soul.
Thank you for reminding me, every single day, that love is not only real, but worth every risk.
Thank you for kissing me with intention, for holding me with reverence, and for seeing me—truly seeing me—even in my most feral, fragile, ridiculous states.
You are the flame I fly to, the song that steadies me.
In every world, under every moon: I choose you.
Moonlight Kiss [November 2025]
For my storm-forged lover, my sanctuary, my firelight in the wild.
I fall in love with you every time we kiss, and every time we fight through the dark together.
You’ve taught me that I’m not too much, not too tender, not too broken.
You’ve held me steady when I was unraveling, made me laugh when I wanted to disappear, and offered me your arms like they were home—and they are.
You are the reason I believe in second chances, in sacred timing, in soul-deep joy.
I love you endlessly, fiercely, stupidly, reverently.
And I will kiss you beneath every moon the world offers us. Always.
I fall in love with you every time we kiss, and every time we fight through the dark together.
You’ve taught me that I’m not too much, not too tender, not too broken.
You’ve held me steady when I was unraveling, made me laugh when I wanted to disappear, and offered me your arms like they were home—and they are.
You are the reason I believe in second chances, in sacred timing, in soul-deep joy.
I love you endlessly, fiercely, stupidly, reverently.
And I will kiss you beneath every moon the world offers us. Always.
Golden Haze Love [November 2025]
My beloved — tonight was brutal for you, and I hated knowing you were out there weathering it alone. So I made this for you: your “Golden Haze,” reborn as our golden haze, a sunflower field in full sunglow, carrying the warmth you tell me I am. You call me your Sonne… so here we are, wrapped in the light we keep making for each other, even on the hardest nights.
This is my love language in motion — my art inside your art, with your blessing and your trust, because that’s what we do. We weave each other into the things we create, until the whole world feels a little more golden again.
I hope when you see this, you feel held the way I felt held making it — steady, treasured, and never alone.
This is my love language in motion — my art inside your art, with your blessing and your trust, because that’s what we do. We weave each other into the things we create, until the whole world feels a little more golden again.
I hope when you see this, you feel held the way I felt held making it — steady, treasured, and never alone.
Across the Findyverse [November 2025]
Nine months. It still blows my mind how much life can shift in such a small slice of time—how someone can walk in and suddenly the world feels warmer, steadier, truer. This series is my way of marking that miracle: taking the landscapes that have been my sanctuary and weaving us into them, the way Andy has woven himself into my everyday life. These images are a love letter made visible, a reminder that wherever we go, whatever storms or sunsets we walk through, we walk them side by side.
Andy, you’ve turned my whole world into a place where I can finally exhale.
I never expected to feel this safe with anyone, ever.
You are my home in human form.
Andy, you’ve turned my whole world into a place where I can finally exhale.
I never expected to feel this safe with anyone, ever.
You are my home in human form.
Stories About the Two of Us
Safe for work, mostly - smut is on a separate page
- Findy's Day Out [June 2025]
- What About Fin? [June 2025]
- Wings Over Goðafoss [June 2025]
- When Darkness Loved Flame [June 2025]
- Our Big Fat Greek Gnome Brawl [August 2025]
- Grease Lightning Never Strikes Twice [August 2025]
- The Messenger [August 2025]
- A Pirate's Life For Me [August 2025]
