Nobody cried nobody even noticed we saw him standing right there (everything I wanted - Billie eilish)
Miguel and Mirabel are nine years old.
"Falsa madrigals"
"you don't deserve to be a madrigal"
"one of you isn't even a real madrigal"
"they both aren't real madrigals"
"Why do you even stick around?"
As always the two pain twins were getting jumped by bullies. They were down on the floor crunched up and trying to protect anything that might cause a severe injury. Once the bullies left they got up and dusted off their clothes. Mirabel looked over and saw Camilo standing right there staring at them in anger.
"falsa madrigals" he growled and walked away. they were used to this so why did it still hurt? why did it hurt to know that no one besides their parents cared for their well-being? why did it hurt to know that no one cared for CHILDREN?
"c'mon Miguel let's go patch up" Mirabel grabbed Miguel's wrist and walked down into the woods to their makeshift cabin. It wasn't much, it kind of looked like a chicken coop but with aid supplies in it.
They didn't want to disturb their mother for food so they bandage themselves up instead. At first, they thought Dolores would have said something but they lost that hope at seven years old.
<"When will this end?"> Mirabel thought to herself with tears on the brim of her eyes.
"Who knows," Miguel said out loud. They share this twin connection where they know what the other is thinking it's not magic it's just twin magic.
They always have spare clothes in the coop if they ever need something to cover up the scars. Mirabel has a white top with puffy sleeves and Miguel has a longer rauna and a shirt with puffy sleeves.
They tried their best to stay out of the way of their siblings and family. They really did but nothing ever seemed to be enough. Sometimes it felt like the family would seek them out to say something cruel...but they would never do that...right?
It was dinner time for the madrigals and when I say madrigals I mean GIFTED madrigals. Mira and Mig stayed in their rooms and what's sad is the fact nobody even noticed. Not even their parents. The ones who did notice didn't have the courage to say anything or just didn't care.
After dinner was over is when Julieta noticed that she didn't collect their plates.
"where's Mira and...Miguel?" she forgot her own son's name
"their sleeping in their room, they had a long day today" Dolores heard them getting beat up, did she care? no.
"oh" is all she could say, she went back to washing the dishes not having a care in the world.
Casita felt like Dolores knew something but couldn't put a tile on it. it asked the twins what happened today and they told it that they got into a fight and that it doesn't matter. Casita nearly crumbled, it told them that it did matter and frantically asked if they were alright at least 100 times.
Casita didn't want them to go outside ever again in life. When Alma would pull the two near the doors they were always reluctant but they can't disobey the matriarch's words. They would open the doors and pray that their little mariposas would be ok
Nah cuase. If this continues. I’m gonna riot. Ain’t no mf way they should be treating them (and even Casita???? Tf did the house do to deserve this) that way. I will 100 put on my fight shoes and beat all of the up, I don’t care how op their gift is, no one is safe <3
Also how???? Do you forget a whole child’s name Julieta. Like seriously wtf. And Camilo that mess was outta pocket, karmas gonna slap him in the face later on 💀
And if I was Casita???? Me personally. I would ‘t let that kind of disrespect slide. But that’s just me though.
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People liking your personal OCs is still such a crazy feeling, I've been doing this for years and ppl asking about them still fills my entire heart with warmth and idk how to handle it
You enjoy this fictional guy I made up for fun?? Whose only content is random artwork or writing made by me and a handful of other artists at most? They have no show/book/game with a large fandom, it's just one person with an art blog?? I love u
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Bear with me here because I might end up torturing this particular metaphor, but when it comes to trying to get the image of a scene onto the page in the form of descriptive narrative, it might be useful to approach it like a visual artist.
If you've ever watched an artist do their thing (or if you're an artist yourself), you know that they don't just start at the top left corner of the page and draw the entire scene in all its detail, all in one go. I'm going to use an example of digital drawing with the use of software like Photoshop here because I have no idea if this metaphor will work with pencil and paper.
You have an image in your head. It might be super clear. It might be more vague. When you're starting to describe it, just sketch it in. Create a layer of broad strokes information like what the location is, how many people are in it, and what activity is happening.
Then add in a layer - whichever one is easiest. Let's pretend it's the location. Read through the sketch that you currently have and see where you have opportunities to describe the location. You don't have to front load everything at the top of the chapter, for example. You can add in details about the location as the characters move through it.
Add another layer. Are the characters' appearances different from what they previous were? Are you just establishing them at the start of the story? Do they have a "uniform" that they wear in canon that you've opted not to change? You can add in whatever details here you want, and again don't feel like you have to put it all in the same place. You can talk about a ponytail falling loose partway through an action. Or wait until someone else comments on a character's new pair of shoes.
Add another layer. What are the characters doing? How are they moving? Interacting?
Another layer. What are they saying? How do they sound?
Another layer. What other sounds are in the room? What smells? Do these change? Appear or disappear?
Keep going back and forth, toggling your way through your layers, adding things in here and removing them there. Every artist knows that sometimes a line just doesn't go in the right place and you have to erase it and draw it again.
Remember that no amount of work will give your reader a perfect representation of the vision in your mind, but also please know that that's okay.
By the time you finish your scene, some of those early layers might not exist anymore, and that's okay too. They were the sketch that started your verbal drawing. The base you used to guide your inks. Your final render won't have every line or brush stroke in it, and it'll be all the better for it in the end.
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IT IS APRIL 13, 2009.
The Black Eyed Peas' Boom Boom Pow, Lady Gaga's Poker Face and Flo Rida's Right Round are on top of the charts. Hannah Montana: The Movie is selling out at the box office. Smartphones are just becoming popular. Tumblr is two years old.
Andrew Hussie has just posted the first sixteen pages of the new webcomic Homestuck.
I have just turned on New Reader Mode in the Unofficial Homestuck Collection, and as far as I'm concerned, the rest of the comic does not yet exist. Over the next seven years I'll be re-reading it as though it were being released live, and posting about the experience.
JOIN IN. Watch this story unfold. Follow this blog, and download the Collection at http://clown.church. Buy yourself a box of Gushers. Watch Con Air. Warn your bros about stairs. With YOUR HELP, we can return to our roots and make this the homestuck website all over again.
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