#cryssys here
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i was drawing when
And then i drew the smile with the eyes.
And then i thought of him.
OOOO YOUR ART IS SUPER CUTE I LOVE IT
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Congrats to players — @callilouv @sunnidear @mx-kamisato @so2uv @cryssys-here @k4saneterritory for completing the main scenario!
Rewards have been issued!
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More OCs!
The Elements
(Yes they’re from the same au that my other ocs are from)
Here we have:
Snow (Crystal (Cryssi) Frost) she/they - The very definition of caffeine. Would love to bring the world into another ice age, but no one else does. She is Jack Frost’s less well-known sister.
Fire (Ashelynn Embers) she/they - Has a LOT of built up rage. Hates everyone. Especially people that like the cold. She has a very hard time getting along with people.
Earth (Adam Artemis) he/they - GAY. Probably Mother Nature’s favorite- or that’s what he claims. His hair changes with the colors of the leaves in the fall and he gets blossoms in his hair in the spring. (Agua is his twin brother)
Water (Agua Artemis) he/they - Loves puns and jokes. He’s pretty chill until he’s angry. Him and Adam, like most twins in the media, love to cause trouble >:3
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…Now where’s Kayna? She probably knows how to decipher this…
… hm ? are you looking for mauna ?
(Sprigg turns around and looks at a gloomy Monster with long, handless arms, a very long dress, and “hair” that covers their eyes. They have rainbow-colored ballroom gloves, a shooting star hairclip with a matching necklace, and a black satin belt.)
Who are you?
oh , um , sorry . i could not help but notice . i am looking for her too , you see .
…Who’s Mauna?
the only kayna who lives here . she also has a home on tribal island . are you looking for her ?
Uh… yeah. Why are you looking for her, too, exactly?
… er , never mind .
What?
i was going to tell her i liked her . not in a friend way . more like an … “ i want to grow old , do taxes , and laundry with you for the rest of my life ” way . please do not tell anybody .
Oh. Okay. Anyways, you seen her anywhere?
… i told her to meet me under the stars , near that tree . she is probably there already . does that help ?
Yeah. Yeah, that helps. I’m looking for her so she can help me decode… whatever the fuck this is.
(Sprigg shows the gloomy Monster the book page with the strange hieroglyphs on it.)
hmm … she is an expert decoder . maybe she can help . follow me .
Thanks. Anyways, what’s your name?
oh . my name is … hmm …
You don’t have one?
no no no , i do have a name , it’s just i am bad at remembering certain things …
ah . you can call me moperetta . i do not mind being referred to as anything . and you are …?
Sprigg. I go by “they.”
okay , sprigg . let us go and find mauna .
(Sprigg and Moperetta go and find Mauna, and eventually find her sitting next to a large tree with branches that droop down.)
hello ? mauna ?
Hm ? Oh , hi Moperetta ! Is there something you wanted to tell me ?
well , er ..
ummm …
… nevermind . this other monster needs your help … ( more than i need it . )
Oh . Okay . Hey , you are the curious green fellow from Tribal , right ?
Yeah. I need some help deciphering this… I’ve already got “Starhenge” and “collapse” down, but the rest I don’t know.
Hmm … oh , this will even take ME a while . I will just study this for a few weeks …
Excuse me, fucking WEEKS?!
Just kidding !
(Oh, thank Galvana.)
Maybe give me time . This will take a while , anyway , so is there anything you wanted to say , Moperetta ?
umm … sprigg , you can go , now … i would much prefer if i could just have a small conversation with mauna .
Alright, you do you. Good luck.
(Sprigg leaves the two lesbians Mauna and Moperetta by themselves, under the large, droopy tree.)
… Good luck with what ?
umm …
(Moperetta gives Mauna a kiss on the cheek, then a small envelope and runs away.)
Oh . Guess I should read this before that , haha !
—————meanwhile, at Crysta and Ritika’s house, with Toorie and Mondo—————
So I Was There In The Water , Flailing My Arms Because None Of Us Know How To Swim , And -
(Sprigg opens the door.)
oh hey
wassup sprigg
Hi !! Toors was telling us a story ,, wanna hear ??
Nope. I’ve been in the exact same situation.
Oh okay
Hey , Why Are You So Gloomy ?
The deciphering’s gonna take a long time so we have to stay here for a few days.
k then
That’s Perfectly Fine With Me !! It Just Means I Get To Spend Quality Time With My Sisters :D
EEEEEEEEEE !!!!
(Crysta grabs Ritika and Toorie and pulls them into an EXTREMELY tight sister hug.)
Ahaha , No Need To Get So Intense , Cryssie !
yeah, it kinda hurts…
Oh .. Sorry ,, sisters !!
(Crysta lets go of her sisters. Ritika rubs her arm, sore from the very tight embrace.)
yknow my sister can hug harder than that
Oh ,, really ??
mhm just come to cold island when this trip is done and youll see
Well ,, I bet she can’t beat me in a HUGGING CONTEST !!
nah she has some serious fucking muscle
(Toorie nudges Mondo.)
Mondo , Language !! Crysta’s Kind Of Young .
Hey ,, I’m 11 !!
I Know . Young .
(( Man ,, it sucks being the youngest .. ))
(Crysta, being the drama queen she is, crosses her arms with a grumpy expression.)
alr
my sister has some serious freaking muscle so be careful
Okay ..
Crysta , How About You Go To Your Room ? It’s Almost Time To Sleep .
But Toooooooorie —
toorie’s right, we better get to sleep early.
Ugh ,, fine ..
Mondo , You Can Share A Room With Me !
oh
(hUHAGYJGFQHGJ@JHAG)H3:;MSBSMHVSMHVHSV:;#*HK# #J*#*#*#(*#’GEIHGDJHGSNS,MNSNZ,MNX,BKJXVMNXVS 87#* 8(#)
ok
Good Night , Everyone !
—————Meanwhile, with Sprigg in the kitchen—————
(…)
(Starhenge… collapse…)
(Hmm…)
(What could this mean?)
(And considering the shooting star Boo’qurm saw, and the fact that nobody has heard from the Celestials, who are usually pretty sociable for deities, in eons…)
(…)
I should go to sleep. I’ll think about this more tomorrow.
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yeaaaaaaaah UH anyways they have ages now!! (and again with me making so fucking many headcanons for the trio that they’ve become my own OCs at this point-)
toorie is 22, mondo is 21, and sprigg is 24, and them being the oldest is kind of surprising since they’re like 3 feet tall lmao
also I imagine crysta sounding like the “I’m 11 so shut the fuck up” girl lolz
-Mod Jimmy 🗣️
#msm#my singing monsters#msm au#my singing monsters au#furcorn#furcorn msm#fluoress#fluoress msm#kayna#kayna msm#pompom#pompom msm#mammott#mammott msm#TooToo#TooToo msm#sooza#sooza msm
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'Keep it together Cryssy, you just gotta deal with little miss gremlin twat for a couple hours'
The frozen woman sighed as she set the cookies Jack had made onto a plate. How she wished her husband were here right now but of course today had to be hunting day with the boys and Claudia.
Crystal didn't like Suzy. She would have liked to get to know her, talk to her since they are both married to variants of Jack, but.... differences got in the way. Not for Crystal, but for Suzy. It seemed everything about Crystal was wrong in Suzy's eyes, and Crystal really really really didn't want to deal with her today but hey, she had to.
She looked towards the portal that rested in the living room every now and then, taking a bite out of a cookie herself. It tasted of blood, fat, and white chocolate chips. Nice. Maybe some blood will cool her down while she waited.
They were for the kids, but she knew Didi wouldn't mind if she took one. She was sweeter than a cake made of rainbows. Which was also why the play-date was happening. The little princess inviting a new friend.
"MAMA!"
Speaking of-
"Are they coming yet? I've got the kool-aid in the tea pot and turned Just Dance on!" The little Di-Di grinned, gesturing towards the living room where said things were indeed showing.
Crystal smiled at her young daughter's excitement. "Any second honey."
Hopefully.
Suzy clutched the edge of her vanity so hard there was claw marks on the surface, despite the fact she was wearing gloves.
She had done things that would make hardened detectives cower in a pool of their own vomit but this time reality was going to have to take her kicking and screaming.
A play date at those people's house.
Normally she was the type of mother that made other parents feel like they were just bad at their jobs but today she truly struggled. Maybe Jane would simply...get over it? She handed out lies to her children like they were cookies all the time.
She told herself that it wasn't a matter of personal pettiness. As a mother it was her job to raise her children with the right decorum and values, going into a home where there was no clear hierarchy in sight just wouldn't do. The man of the house just did whatever that woman told him to do. On top of it that was somehow an alternate version of her husband. She wasn't sure whether the idea made her want to laugh or made her stomach turn with rage.
As her mind tumbled down the spiral staircase of her thoughts she stared at herself in the mirror, the rest of the world falling away.
"Mommy? Is everything alright Mommy?"
A soft voice called out, the feeling of a mitten like hand patting her leg pulling her back. There stood her daughter, almost as tall as her already. Suzy immediately began to pat Jane's sides, pulling here prodding there, making the plaid coat she wore as tidy as possible.
"May I bring these with me Mommy? I think she would quite like them."
Suzy looked to the collection of books that Jane held, the titles beyond her ages normal reading level making her beam with pride. This smile stayed as she studied the rest of the girls face, her meek voice and expression matching the fragile form it came from.
Suzette began to ponder if this would do Jane some good. Crystal's children were quite, how would she put it kindly, generic. Perhaps Jane wouldn't feel as pressured to perform and come put of her shell. Even further, Suzy herself saw her as much grander than her own mother, perhaps Crystal's children could come to impress her. It was almost complimentary.
However, it came out as...
"Yes you may Jane darling, I would wager that your new friend is a tad behind as one might say."
She waltzed out of the bedroom and took a stop at the kitchen to pick up a little something she was going to bring with her. No matter what she felt about Crystal, today she was hostess and Suzy was guest.
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On the other end of the portal Suzy stood like a statue, holding the tupperware to her chest and staring into Crystal's eyes. Her smile almost stretched off of her face, not a nerve or wrinkle or a tearduct twitching.
It was almost like she was just Jane's accessory.
Jane rolled forward and curtseyed using the edges of her coat.
"Hello Mrs. Frost. How are you today? You have a lovely home. My name is Jane! May I please play with your daughter?"
#StepfordKnives#suzy snowflake#suzysnowflake#suzy frost#suzette schneeflocke#suzetteschneeflocke#crystal cleopatra winters#crystal winters#crystal frost#crystal cleopatra frost
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I'm just now getting to start the new season of Top Chef. I fucking love this show, btw. I could watch it forever, but I don't because it makes me wanna just sit here and eat. 🤣
ANYWAY. Dude from France just said that on Top Chef: France, they get a MINIMUM. minimum. meaning at least. 🤌minimum🤌 hour and a half for a Quickfire.
BRUH.
If you don't watch Top Chef: USA, you won't understand how wild that concept is to me. An hour and a half minimum. USA had a fucking 7 minute Quickfire. More than once.
If I was one of the American All Stars on the cast, I'd be telling Tom what I thought about it at the first opportunity. 🤣🤣
"Hey Cryssi. What're ya making?"
"Hi Tom! Food. That's not important right now. Frenchie just told me they get at least 90 minutes per Quickfire. 90, Tom. Like the number that's 83 minutes more than SEVEN. You're trying to kill us. The country that doesn't have socialized healthcare should NOT be the ones making their chefs sprint around enough to have a coronary. Ya get what I'm sayin'? So I was gonna dredge this in the cornstarch and then..."
#I wanna see them tell the Americans about that so bad#because Dawn would flip her shit#top chef#top chef season 20
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Pleur recieves a box of 🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓. They can share them with friends if they want.
Ohh!! Thank you so much! Pleur's gunna go and share these with my other Commanders! :D
Ask game post is Here for those that would like it for themselves!
🍓 For Pleur's strawberry, I'll say that she's canonically a jeweler as a hobby. She doesn't often ever get the chance to actually practise, but she does really enjoy it and the time it takes. She may love the fight, but even she can appricate putting some time into a careful craft. Notable things she's made are a little dolyak clasp for Warmaster Forgal (which was returned to her from the clean-up of Claw Island), and personalised emblems for all members of Dragon's Watch, and another set for those in her personal guild, Reverie's Vengeance.
🍓 Vigandi's going take a strawberry, and for her I'll give the fun fact that she's a very talented Falconer! Vigandi was a hunter first and foremost before falling into all the Elder Dragon Stuff, and her falcon Ferrow was her hunting companion, but even before that she helped care take of the various hunting birds kept in an aviary in Cragstead. She adores birds, and was heart-broken to find the charred remains of Ferrow before being ambushed by Balthazar. After this, she tamed a vulture who is now her new constant companion, and a sight more terrifying to boot - but Cairn is a softie she swears.
🍓 Matthia Prismbellow will take another one, and for them I'll give you the fun fact that they have a really, really bad habit of just, constantly handing people potions they've made without and word. They hand them off and expect people to drink them immediately without question. And what's worse is that by this point, most people do. They all know they'll be stared down impassively until they do, and Matt's concotions are always a combination of powerful and very helpful. From the mundane 'the desert is too damn hot' to 'I have been poisoned in 8 different ways please help' Matt is useful but. Definitely tends to get miffed when people don't immediately neck the the strange glowing substances their handed without question.
🍓 Sorrix will have a strawberry too, and for the Dadmander himself I'll let you know he is Legally Speaking a literal Dad. After the event of Counciller Phlunt taking Taimi's work away under claim of her being a ward of her college, Sorrix approched Taimi with the idea of becoming her legal guardian, as then that thing would he under his responability, and he'd simply hand it right back to her. Taimi agreed - and after too many jokes about calling him dad it's stuck and oops. Sorrix is her dad now. They thought they were playing a joke on Phlunt, turns out the joke was on them.
🍓 Cryssi would take the last Strawberry, but given they can't actually eat food they'll pass it to the Demon instead! A very, very important thing to know about Archosias, lagrle yjust known as Demon, is that they barely speak. If they do, it's very short, very sweet, and borderline cryptic. They're not a talker. However, they do make plenty of noises, growls and low snarls. But they'd don't sound like a dog or a big cat oh no. Demon's various vocalisations sound a lot like the kind of thing you'd hear from a crocodile. Lots of hisses are a staple feature!
#gw2#ask game replies#Thank you again!! I cannot get the image of Pleur and the Commsquad all sharing strawberries now! <3#Pleur Otus#Havroun Vigandi#Matthia Prismbellow#Technician Sorrix#Archosias
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Captain: What's a word that's a mix between 'mad' and 'sad?
Ebony: Disgruntled, miserable, desol-
Harmy: Smad.
Captain: Dandelions symbolize everything I want to be.
Ebony: Fluffy and dead with a gust of wind?
Captain: Unapologetic. Hard to kill. Feral, filled with sunlight, bright, beautiful in a way that the conventional and controlling hate but cannot ever fully destroy. Stubborn. Happy. Bastardous. Friends with bees. Highly disapproving of lawns. Full of wishes that will be carried far after I die.
Harmy: Edible.
Harmy: Here’s a fun Christmas idea. We hang mistletoe, but instead of kissing, you have to FIGHT whoever else is under it.
Ebony: Harmy no.
Captain: Mistlefoe.
Ebony: Stop encouraging her.
Captain: Harmy and I were crossing the street, and this dude drove by and honked at us.
Ebony: *tired sigh* What'd she do?
Captain: She chased him to the next red light, then reached into his window and...
Harmy: Who wants a steering wheel?
Store Worker: Can we get a Mr. Ebony to the front desk, please?
Ebony: *arriving at the front desk* Yes?
Store Worker, pointing at Captain and Harmy: I believe they belong to you.
Captain and Harmy: We couldn't find you and got lost.
Ebony: I didn't even bring you two with me!
Captain: Let me show you a picture that really upset us from last night.
Harmy: OK, in my defense, Cryssy bet me a dollar I couldn't drink all that shampoo.
Ebony and Captain: you dRANK SHAMPOO?!
Ebony: Why are you on the floor?
Harmy: I'm mad.
Harmy: I've also been stabbed.
Captain and Ebony: *PANIK*
Ebony: Who thinks I can fit 15 marshmallows in my mouth?
Captain: You're a hazard to society.
Harmy: And a coward. Do TWENTY.
@ivyprism
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a snowy hike
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@elegiac-boar
What a relief! She had her coat and scarf to keep warm and they had food and water. Not that they were likely to wander too far from the path - a pleasant walk on the already beaten path, they should make it back in time for dinner at the lodge.
Elincia had to fight back a frown when he told her they weren’t likely to run into many animals. She’d rather not come face to face with a hungry bear but she had been hoping to enjoy seeing some of the local wildlife. If not deer and storks then perhaps starlings and rabbits. Oh well, the alpine forest was still just as beautiful regardless, even if she had gotten her hopes up.
They set off together upon the trail and a mixture of bracken and snow crunched and crackled underfoot. Swift winds battered at their cheeks turning them a rosy hue.
“Yes, I do so love flying. It’s always such a thrill. Chrysaor was my great-grandmothers and I attribute most of our success to him.” She began in reply, particularly animated. Dimitri had landed upon one of her favourite conversation topics. “The views are always glorious... except perhaps on the battlefield. The bond between rider and steed though is the truest joy. I have a little experience on horseback too, thanks to my dear friend Geoffrey. I think the two of you would get along quite well.”
“You enjoy riding too, don’t you? I’ve see you in the stables.” A wide and true smile spread across her face. “So I know you’re a good person, otherwise the horses wouldn’t like you half as much. If you ever want to try flying though, let me know. Cryssie and I would be happy to oblige.”
They continued trudging through the snow until Elincia stumbled. Falling flat on her face she groaned in embarrassment.
“Forgive me, I’m not as graceful on my own feet it would seem.”
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Even more quarantine food: Pizzette Fritte
Greetings my children and childrain’t, I have been quarantined for over two weeks and all that’s keeping me sane is the study of latin, which I have hated with a burning passion my entire life. Oh, how the turns have tabled indeed. Anyway, here’s some food.
DISCLAIMER: This is my southern Italian mother’s recipe, so if you think you’re gonna come here and find measurements, you’re a coward and a fool.
To disappoint several generations worth of mothers who probably did this differently and are all simultaneously cursing you right now despite this being a relatively easy recipe, you will need:
Flour (manitoba flour - or bread flour for you all Anglo-Saxons out there - works best)
Salt (always keep a 5:1 flour:salt ratio. eg, if you use 1kg of flour, use 20g of salt)
Yeast - a bit but much less than the salt
Water - however much you’ll need
Years of repressed anger (essential)
As I previously mentioned, we’re Italian - we measure ingredients by summoning the spirits of our long gone great grandmothers and letting them speak to our hearts. So hold the dry ingredients up to your heart and let them speak. Next, you’re gonna want to keep adding water - and flour, if necessary - until you have a soft, gentle dough that doesn’t stick to your hands. If it’s a sticky little boy, add more flour a little bit at a time, if it’s dry do the same with water.
Knead with as much anger as you can channel through your dainty little hands. You need to beat the shit out of that dough. I’m serious.
Cover with a towel and let it raise, ideally overnight. If you’re an impatient little shit, at least leave it alone for a few hours. Please.
Once the dough has doubled in size, divide into little balls of dough that you’re then gonna flatten into discs about the size of your hand. Deep fry those suckers. Take a very Italian picture of the process with a moka and a single cookie in it.
Drain the oil and serve with whatever condiments and toppings you like. However, I must warn you: if I see the shadow of a pineapple on these I will personally come to your house and pour boiling oil onto your hands. I will make you wish you were never born.
Always remember that I love you lots. Stay safe, stay inside, don’t skip meals.
Cryssy Teigen
#pizza#recipes#cookblr#cooking#cookbook#italian food#mediterranean food#quarantine#quarantine food#coronavirus#fried foods#cryssy teigen
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@callilouv (Cal/Lou) [Eliminated]
[-100p] X X X
Items:
30min simp pass (x1)
Assigned:
Genshin: Halfdan
OG Biases:
Genshin: Dottore
Honkai Star Rail: Jing yuan || Dan Feng || Blade
Tears of Themis: Vyn Ritcher
R1999: Tennant || A Knight || Lilya
MLBB: Nolan || Xavier
Others: White Knight (Granblue Fantasy) || Link (BOTW) || Erebus ( @lo-cinno ’s oc)
@sunnidear // @cinnamim (Sunni)
[815p] X X X
Items:
30min simp pass (x2)
Gift strike shards (x10)
Satchel of Thievery (x1)
Watch of Slackening (x1)
Assigned:
Honkai Impact 3rd: Mobius
OG Biases:
Twisted Wonderland: Malleus Draconia
A Date With Death: Casper
Genshin: Wriothesley
Guilty Gear: Ky || Dizzy
@mx-kamisato (Artem/Noodles)
[1p] X X X
Items:
30min simp pass (x3)
Fool’s Mark (x2)
Assigned:
Twisted Wonderland: Ashton Vargas
OG Biases:
Genshin: Neuvillette || Diluc
Detective Comics: Tim Drake || Jason Todd || Conner Kent
A Date With Death: Casper
Twisted Wonderland: Malleus Draconia || Ruggie Bucchi
@so2uv // @st6rly (Sol/Jun)
[1p] X X X
Items:
30min simp pass (x1)
Simp pass shards (x31)
Pouch of Wealth shards (x9)
Pouch of Wealth (x1)
Gift strike shards (x18)
Fool’s Mark (x1)
Assigned:
R1999: Diggers
OG Biases:
Genshin: Kazuha || Wriothesley || Albedo || Scaramouche
Honkai Star Rail: Blade || Sunday
Obey Me: Simeon
OCs: Xander || Yvette ( @tired-oc )
@cryssys-here (Cryssy) [Eliminated]
[215p] X X X
Items:
Simp pass (x3)
Simp pass shards (x10)
Satchel of Thievery (x2)
Pouch of Wealth shards (x10)
Gift strike (x1)
Fool’s Mark (x1)
Assigned:
Mobile Legends: Kimmy
OG Biases:
Genshin: Tartaglia || Scaramouche || Wriothesley || Neuvillette
Honkai Impact 3rd: Kiana Kaslana || Bronya Zaychik
Honkai Star Rail: Blade || Jingyuan
@stellar-skyy (Avery) [FORFEIT]
Assigned:
Honkai Star Rail: Topaz
OG Biases:
Genshin: Kokomi || Furina
Honkai Star Rail: Asta
R1999: Click
@k4saneterritory (Milo/Mimi/Ocean)
[350p] X X X
Items:
30min simp pass (x1)
Fool’s Mark (x2)
Assigned:
R1999: Dikke
OG Biases:
Genshin: Kokomi
Honkai Star Rail: Jing yuan
Honkai Impact 3rd: Elysia
@rainswept (Crow) [Eliminated]
[285p] X X X
Items:
Simp pass (x2)
Gift strike shards (x14)
Fool’s Mark (x2)
Satchel of Thievery (x1)
Assigned:
R1999: Forget-Me-Not
OG Biases:
Genshin: Lyney
Honkai Star Rail: Dan Heng
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*Meek silently cries herself to sleep as Shard teleports away to look elsewhere.*
*in dream....*
[Cryssy] well well well.... what do we got here.... [Meek] *she sniffles and wipes her face* go away... [Cryssy] aw, not even gonna hear me out, kid? Dontcha wanna see your dear ol' dad again? [Meek] ... wha? [Cryssy] *sharp grin* I can do a small reset.. not much, just back a bit.... in exchange for something. [Meek] what? [Cryssy] *taps Meek's chest* your Soul. Even a half broken one like yours is useful. [Meek] ... it'll bring him back....? [Cryssy] yup~
.......dust floats around the house
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Character Stuff pt. 3: Rando Drawins and Minor World Build
So I may start making these posts much longer- Seeing as sometimes I get a burst of inspiration and have nowhere else to put the drawings I make. (I’m also obsessed lowkey with makin a buttload of pony ocs from just minor details such as cutiemarks)
So I decided to give Crystabelle a sister- (Maybe a brother sometime in the future but probably not)
Sugar Swirl or as Cryssie calls her “Cotton Candy” She is the older sister of the family. In some photos she isn’t present because she went off to a bunch of camps to take care of her curse. More on that later.
When Cryssie finally does meet her sister, she loves her regardless. Sugar was there for her birth and was the one to give her the nickname “Cryssie” and she’s the only one who really is allowed to call her that. Her friends call her “Crysta” or “Belle” depends on the relationship and the other’s personality really.
Special thanks to my best friend ever: @ense-the-shtposter
They are the ones who made this little curse to begin with and gave me special permission to use it on Sugar. I added my own tweeks to it and made it a curse instead of a species so this version of it belongs to me. Still thanks for the idea and offer or whatever yah call it XD
Anyways, Basically the curse is labeled as “pony eater” as to not get confused with pure cannibalism, as that is usually by choice/consent.
The host has no control over it. When it kicks off, everyone must avoid them at all costs. It causes a nose bleed at first and excessive saliva build up. First hit in their life won’t hit them until they reach a certain age to be able to understand right from wrong. Then a trigger will be found and unknowingly set off.
A clear difference is seen in their eyes, black whites with fading pupils of white that turn to grey with a dark jet black iris.
There isn’t exactly a known cure for the “pony eater” curse. Only precautions and boot camps to keep them in check and make sure they understand their own triggers before they can head home.
Despite this, Cryssie doesn’t hate her sister, infact in a moment she has a trigger and can’t find an escape, she ties herself up in the basement and Cryssie brings her dinner she cooked, since they were home alone.
She sat with her (at a safe distance, she’s dense and naïve but she ain’t stupid) and waited it out til morning.
Sugar Swirl was cursed at birth and her parents tried to find a cure or something to stop it before she hit that age but they are still searching.
The trigger to cause the curse is loud and fluctuating noises. I don’t mean a random unprepared honk from a horn. It has to be something like the lavender town them in slight ear-r4pe format.
It needs to be repetitive and switching of the ears at a fast or even an unequal pace can definatly cause it. It also has to be loud, something that would give a headache. So she can live out a normal life as long as she doesn’t go to watch certain things. It’s like an epilepsy thing. Just gotta be careful, yah know?
Along with some other stuff, I got a little inspired by speedpaints and decided to do anatomy along with making new characters.
Elipsa-
She is a silent girl who is larger than the average male, shes very tall and doesn’t need words to settle fear into someones heart. You know if she likes you or not. She is an inventor, she made it possible for ponies to use things like phones by forming a glove for the hoof that can move fingers with stylus’ on the fingertips. She gets along well with Cryssie.
Facade-
The smallest of the triplets in her family, Feign and Fantasy, she shares similar cutiemarks (proven possible with the cutiemark crusader episode, forget the name) call it superstition or twin connection, dumb luck, whatever. They have similar names (all beginning with F) and similar talents. Facade tends to like putting on a show and charm the audience. Hence her winky faced OwO cutiemark. She is a vampire fanatic and a goth/punk. The only one who has the most jewelry.
Facade is the only one who can make Elipsa smile and sometimes (mostly when its just them and sometimes Cryssie) laugh.
Yes these two are dating and I’m still deciding if I want Facade to be a girl or boy (if boy then most likely trans) or non-binary. Will update on that later.
Facade is NOT a filly, she is an adult mare she is just very short. She is often mistaken as such.
I have a pic of Feign and Fantasy in my sketchbook but I need to digitialize them-
These two are Cryssies best friends since Elementary since she was very shy.
Decided to try base editing.
I like it cause it’s easier to do the designs its just a pain in the flank to do certain markings with the wait mlp has the outlines designed. I also had to give Cryssie an eyeliner kinda look because her eye wasn’t showing visible to her face. I am very proud of this tho and probably will do more.
Base here: https://www.deviantart.com/krystalheartbases/art/You-re-Gonna-Poke-Your-Eye-Out-875158608
The only thing that really bothers me is that i couldnt get her damn mane right at the top around her horn, its more...fancy??? than it should be.
Also if you notice, i switched her bandage on her front legs because it felt odd to have bandages on the same side of front and back legs, why not altercate? :3
I am gonna try and make more LN related stuff to throw in here and there. I just like buildin the main character a bit yah know?
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That's So Us (Crystal x Gigi) - Frankenvenus
a/n hi everybody. tysm for the love on the last fic! here’s a little fluffy angsty thing i wrote whilst i was soft over a pr*tty g*rl! enjoy ;)
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Heidi
cryssie, why aren’t u coming out
with us tonight? It’s gonna be so
much fun. the whole gang!! :(
Crystal sighed and glanced at the text from her friend for a while. The truth was, she didn’t exactly feel like being surrounded by everyone in her friendship group and their significant others. It would just increase the riddling loneliness in her chest.
Crystal
sorry girl i am so so tired. i’ve
been working on this thing with lux
all week and i’m just not feeling it.
maybe we can do it another time?
It was a lie. She was just making up excuses, but she was running out of them. She had spent her entire day on her couch with popcorn and Hulu, and she would continue to do so into the night whilst her friends got inebriated all over Instagram stories.
Heidi
but girl it’s gigi and caleb’s 6
month anniversary! caleb is
putting all our drinks on his
tab. what a gentleman.
That was the problem. Caleb was the problem. Crystal and Gigi had been inseparable best friends since freshman year, but then the latter met Caleb at college, and then suddenly Crystal was no longer her beck and call. Crystal was always behind on what was going on in Gigi’s life now, because the girl would only ever tell her boyfriend.
However, Gigi seemed happy, and Crystal wasn’t such a terrible person that she would consider ruining her friend’s relationship. She supported them, but sometimes she would skip out on certain get-togethers and night-outs, for her own sanity mostly.
Crystal
i really cant heidi. another
time. have fun. send pics x
Thankfully, Heidi left it there. Crystal loved the girl with her whole heart, but doing free shots with her friends wasn’t worth having to watch Caleb touch her best friend all over for an entire night. It wasn’t that Crystal was an over-protective best friend, because that wasn’t true - Crystal was always willing to add another girl to the friendship group. It was when someone would jeopardise the magnetic force that caused her and Gigi to be attached by the hip that she would grow frustrated. Caleb just barged in and snatched Gigi away, and it stung.
It had only been an hour and Jan had already posted many Instagram stories of Gigi doing body shots off Caleb, her long, dirty-blonde curls brushing his skin as her tongue licked across his neck. Crystal stared at the images for longer than she should’ve, watching the way her friend’s eyes rolled back as she pressed her lips against her boyfriend’s jaw. It took everything in Crystal to press the off button on her phone, and she let out a breath of relief when the screen turned black.
Her expression was reminiscent of someone who had just bitten into a lemon, and she caught a glance at the look in the mirror. Her own face caused her to question why she was so bothered. P.D.A wasn’t the issue. The issue was that Caleb had come between her and Gigi’s friendship, that was all. Crystal scrutinized herself in the mirror, attempting to run her fingers through her large tuft of red curls and failing after getting tangled up at the ends. She sighed at her own appearance, noticing that the happy glow she usually sported had faded. She used to look radiant with crazy hair, and now she simply looked burned out with a tangled mess on her head.
“Fuck this,” she muttered to herself, slowly pushing herself off the couch and towards the bathroom. A wash was very much necessary at that moment. She had been too drained to shower for the past three days, and her hair had become greasy and matted - so much so that even Jackie had pointed it out, and the Persian was never one to criticise.
She turned on the shower dial to a warm setting and stepped in, grabbing her curly shampoo off the small bathroom shelf. Almost instantly, it slipped through her hands, hitting her foot with a loud thud. She shrieked and grabbed her foot with pain, trying to massage the sharp feeling away, to no avail. She watched as her skin reddened and knew that it would soon turn purple. Could things possibly get worse?
Apparently yes, they could, because Dahlia from upstairs decided it would be fun to run a bath right as the redhead stepped into the shower, and the bath always fucked up the water pipe. Crystal’s shower water suddenly turned chilly, causing the girl to quickly hop away from the head and towards her heated towel rail.
She limped to her bedroom, sat by her dresser, sprayed an ungodly amount of dry shampoo in her hair before placing curl serum on a comb and brushing her hair through. The serum made it less impossible to bring a brush through her hair without snapping the handle or getting it stuck. A downside was, it would add even more grease to her hair, but it wasn’t her fault that Dahlia decided to have a bath at eleven at night.
Whilst Crystal was blow-drying her hair, she heard her phone begin to ring from the living room. She overlooked it at first - assuming it’d be a drunk facetime from Heidi - but then it didn’t stop, and the redhead grew concerned. She placed the hairdryer down and padded to the living room, her foot still aching. She made a mental note to place frozen peas on it as she picked her phone up.
Incoming call from Gigi Goode
As much as Crystal wished to distance herself from the blonde that night, she still couldn’t ignore her completely, especially when there could be something wrong. In her mind, the predominant thought was ’What does she need to ask me so bad that she can’t ask him?’ She picked up the phone before it was too late, and was instantly met with the sound of heavy breathing and sniffles.
“G?” Crystal asked, her voice laced with concern, “Are you there?”
”I don’t like him, Crystal.” - her voice was shaky, but not the kind of shaky that was caused by poor mobile reception. No, this shake was triggered by tears.
“Don’t like who, G? Caleb?”
”Yeah. I was just watching him from across the bar, and I was watching his face and I- I guess I just realised that I can’t be with him cause I don’t like him,“ the blonde began whimpering, and Crystal instantly made a beeline for the set of car keys hanging on her wall. ”So I told him that I didn’t like him and he shouted at me, so I left.”
The redhead was relieved that she had chosen to drink lemonade instead of cider that night, and she was limping her way towards the underground car park before she even had the chance to ask Gigi for her location.
“Where are you, Gee?” she inquired, frantically fiddling with her keys to unlock her Skoda. Her hair was still lightly dripping over her shoulder, and she was practically in her pyjamas, but that was the last thing on her mind at that moment.
”I kinda wandered off and now I’m at Grand Hope Park on the swing set. I don’t know where the others are.”
“It’s okay. I’m coming.”
Crystal began to drive and saw the streets bustling with people. The roads were almost empty, but the streetlights were against her. She had caught almost every red light on route, and every time she saw another one she would curse at it like a sailor.
She parked her car a block away from Grand Hope, soon noticing that she had forgotten to bring her purse with her. Briefly, she scanned her surroundings for nearby meter maids. When she was sure the coast was clear, she made her way towards the park, and spotted Gigi almost instantly. The blonde was sitting at the bottom of a plastic slide, face illuminated by her phone screen. Crystal called out her name from a few metres away, and the blonde’s head instantly shot up. It was then that Crystal saw what a mess she had made of her eyeshadow. She must’ve cried then rubbed her eyes because now the mocha-coloured powder that she had so intricately applied to her lids was spread across her cheeks like Halloween makeup.
All the words became unspoken. Gigi’s eyes became hooded as Crystal drew closer and closer, soon towering over the former. The redhead held out her hand and the blonde took it, hoisting herself up and instantly embracing her in a cold hug. Gigi’s arms were bare - she was wearing nothing but a flimsy jumpsuit - so Crystal found herself gently stroking her upper arms with her own warm hands.
They were silent when Crystal took her hand, and they remained silent when the girl led Gigi to the next block, into the car. Crystal didn’t ask questions when Gigi flicked on the car stereo and leaned her forehead against the passenger window, and she didn’t question the blonde when she quietly began to sing along to the tune that played quietly through the speakers - Sign of the times by Harry Styles.
Had Crystal been alone, she would’ve belted the song in its entirety, but she refrained from doing so for the mental state of her best friend. Instead, she took one hand off the wheel and placed it on Gigi’s thigh after noticing it beginning to bounce anxiously.
“He was so mad, Crys,” Gigi spoke up suddenly, her mumbled words nearly inaudible under the buzz of the engine. After a pause, the blonde lifted her head off the window and turned to Crystal, tears spilling from her eyes.
“He didn’t hurt you, did he?” the redhead raised a brow.
“No, but I was scared that he would. He has a really really short temper and he- well he reminded me of my dad so-”
Crystal swiftly pulled into a rest area after hearing Gigi utter that final sentence. She halted the car once they had exited the main road, and pulled the blonde into a much more meaningful hug this time.
“Oh, Geeg,” she sighed into the blonde’s curls, listening painfully as the sound of Gigi’s sobs filled the car. “You don’t owe him your love. It’s better that you told him not before it’s too late. You can’t force attraction. At least you knew better than to pretend.”
“Yeah. You’re right. Can you, uh- could I stay over at your place tonight? I just need a change of setting and I mean… I haven’t slept over in a while.”
She was right. She hadn’t slept over in a while. In fact, they hadn’t spoken this much in quite a while. Although Crystal was nice enough to keep it to herself, her brain was in overdrive of gratitude that Gigi and Caleb were now over. Perhaps now she could get her friend back.
The redhead agreed to the girl staying over, and soon they had set off again and were pulling in to the car park beneath Crystal’s building. Realising that Gigi was still quite drunk, Crystal assisted her up the staircase. They could’ve taken the elevator, though both of them had forever vowed to stop doing that after once getting trapped there for three hours together.
“I don’t know why you helped me. I didn’t even have to ask. Even though I have treated you like shit for the last half-year. You had every reason to decline my call,” the blonde rambled as Crystal pushed open the door to her apartment.
The redhead turned to Gigi with a confused look on her face.
“That’s not true. Sure I missed you a little bit, but I’m not a shitty friend and I would never leave you hanging,” Crystal assured, pulling Gigi in and closing the door, “Go sit on the couch and I’ll grab you some makeup remover, okay?”
Gigi nodded and disappeared into the living room, leaving Crystal to steady herself. The blonde was an honest drunk and she had drunkenly rambled to Crystal on her couch after clubbing countless times before, but this was different, somehow. The redhead tried to think of ways she should comfort her friend whilst she searched for cotton pads, but the truth was all she wanted to say was ‘He was never going to treat you right. I’ll always treat you right.’ She instantly became disgusted with herself at the prospect. What kind of friend was so obsessive?Her ex-boyfriend was right. She did need therapy.
She entered the living room where Gigi was sat in her green velvet armchair, clutching her knees to her chest. Surprisingly, the blonde had the hint of a smile on her glossy lips.
“What?” Crystal asked as she approached the girl, squeezing the makeup remover onto the cotton pad and dragging it across Gigi’s caked cheeks. The blonde pushed her hair to the side, giving Crystal more access to the product-covered parts of her face.
“It’s just crazy. I didn’t like him so I got sad, and you were the only person I knew wasn’t drinking tonight so I called you, but I don’t like him because of you,” Gigi smiled like it meant nothing, but Crystal’s breathing came to a halt.
“I’m lost…”
Gigi breathed and sat forward so her and Crystal’s faces were close enough to radiate heat off one another.
“I just mean like… every time he fucked me, I just thought about you. I mean, it’s not my fault though. The times I didn’t think about you I would have to fake it. Ugh.”
Gigi said those words with such confidence that Crystal wasn’t sure if she was drunkenly telling the truth or merely pulling her leg. The redhead dropped the makeup remover and stepped back.
“Are you fucking with me, Gigi?”
“God no. I wish I was, I mean I’ve liked you since I was what? Fourteen? God knows how long. I’m only telling you this cause I have nothing else to lose. I know you like guys though.”
Crystal bit her lip and sat herself down on her couch opposite her armchair, “You are so beyond drunk right now, Geeg. You don’t know what you’re saying.”
Gigi stood up from her seat, nearly tripping over as she made her way towards Crystal, her brows furrowed and her lip pouted, “I promise I’m telling the truth.”
The redhead stood up so they were face-to-face once more. They were usually the same height, but Gigi stood a little higher due to the platforms she sported that night. Crystal leaned upwards and tapped Gigi’s nose softly before pulling out the sofa bed.
“Go to sleep. If you’re not bullshitting me, then you’ll tell me in the morning exactly what you told me now. Okay?”
“Okay. I’ll make a note.”
#rpdr fanfiction#crystal methyd#gigi goode#crygi#lesbian au#fluff#angst#friends to lovers#frankenvenus#concrit welcome#s12
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26 for Crystal x Gigi? 👀
So I would just like to say I didn't mean for this to snowball into lesbians reading to eachother while being roommates but it just happened.
26. "I heard that book is pretty gay."
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Crystal and Gigi had been roommates for about a week before Crystal notcied it.
It being the lesbian flag located at Gigi's stationery desk. Crystal, who was like enthralled with Gigi before hand anyways, was thrown into a silent gay panic.
Does she ask Gigi about it? Obviously not.
Infact when she looks again the flag is gone and she wonders if it had ever been there. Maybe it had just been wishful thinking.
The flag was actually just put behind Gigi's make up mirror until she could figure out where to put it.
But the thing was Gigi couldn't tell if Crystal was gay or not either.
Sure she fit ever lesbian art stoner kid stereotype known to man but Gigi wasn't one to assume on the off chance she was wrong.
And sure Gigi was also very gay for Crystal and if they just admitted it this would be over and done with very quickly but we both know that's not going to happen.
Gigi had been let down by too many "straight" girls to get her hopes up but there was something in Crystals eyes whenever she looked and Gigi that couldn't help but give her butterflies.
So what does she do? She reads.
She, Genevieve Rosanne Goode, reads a book. She estimates that it is only her third or fourth book in her lifetime.
She starts obvious, with something even straight girls will read, 'Love, Simon' should do. She gets no response.
She moves onto 'The Miseducation of Cameron Post', again slightly more mainstream than others but not too much. Gigi gets given a questioning glance but nothing more.
It isn't until the 4th or 5th book and was slowly loosing hope that she got what she was waiting for.
"What's that book called?"
Crystal came and settled into the seat next to Gigi.
"Um, its called 'Her Royal Highness.'"
"I heard that book is pretty gay. I'm here for it."
"Its extremely gay. Its basically a well written Wattpad fanfic with every trope ever imaginable."
"Ooh funnnn!!"
Gigi smiled softly up at the taller girl.
"Want me to read you some?"
"Sure. It's not sad is it?"
Despite it not being sad Crystal still managed to cry at least twice in the space of a chapter.
"Thats really beautiful Gee. You have a soothing voice."
"And they were roomates."
Crystal gasped, just like in the vine.
"Oh my god they were roommates."
"You know who else are roommates?" Gigi asked while nudging Crystal's shoulder lightly.
Crystal giggled like a school girl.
"Us."
"Are we about to kiss right now?"
"Geeeeee!! That doesn't work. One is from Vine and one is from TikTok."
Gigi rolled her eyes. Moment over I guess.
"Youre such a nerd Cryssie."
"I may be a nerd, but you are the one with the book."
"And it'll never happen again. God I hate reading."
Crystal looked a little sad at that revelation.
"Too bad. It'd be nice to hear you read for me again."
"Okay so it might happen again."
~~~
Thanks for the prompt😊😊 hope you like it and if not, I didnt write it.
Also those are all real books and they are all really good so check them out.
-from your friendly neighbourhood clown, Jasmine
#rpdr#dragqueen#dragrace#drag#rpdr12#rpdrseason12#gigi goode#crystal methyd#crygi#crystal x gigi#gigi/crystal#gigi x crystal
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