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carnivalcarriondiscarded · 10 months

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so a non-welcome home related ask and i'm sorry if you already answered this before, but what got you into dragons? i'm slowly stalking through your tumblr and i can't help but admire how beautifully and effortlessly you draw the scaley fuckers (/pos) ✨

i've actually never gotten this question, so this is a delight! allow me to Overshare about this

i became interested in dragons at an early age - like, kindergarten / 1st grade age. i don't remember exactly how it started, but i think it was my fascination with dinosaurs, oddly enough? i've loved those guys since some of my earliest memories. it wasn't a big leap from "giant 'lizards' from our past" to 'even bigger mythological 'lizards' from always". the Hobbit and the first Temeraire (im trying to get my hands on the full series now actually) were read to me at this young age too, and the only parts i remember are the big dragon scenes lmao

i do know the ball Really got rolling with the first How To Train Your Dragon movie, which i saw in theaters in 2nd grade. INSTANT obsession with dragons. i'll never forget how it felt to see Toothless for the first time. but in general, i couldn't get enough of em. i made my own dragon manual, i got the Dragonology books, it was the whole enchilada!

then in 5th grade, i stumbled upon the newly released Wings Of Fire: The Dragonet Prophecy book! immediately fell in love with it. and its what pushed me to start actively pursuing art! and also what pushed me into my first online space: ~Deviantart~. i saw all of the amazing art of my favorite dragons and wanted in on it. i can actually pinpoint the main person who's art i loved and found inspiration in: someone named Liighty! i don't remember their user, it's probably changed in the many years since. i loved their stuff and wanted nothing more than to be able to draw like them

long story short, i've been in love with dragons for the majority of my life. HTTYD and WOF have been my biggest inspirations and fuel to the fire, and my first delve into the internet pushed me to start drawing dragons (specifically wof) like my life depended on it. i haven't looked back since!

#and thank you <3 scribbling them does not feel effortless in the least <3 they fight me at every turn <3 #and it has taken me so so long to get where i am in terms of skill. i still have a long ways to go but my fucking god #also i do not Ever mind non-welcome home asks ahaha #this blog isnt technically a WH blog! thats just my main fixation at present #eventually ill chill the fuck out and go back to primarily posting dragons / original creations #eventually....#not anytime soon given that The Update is soon and that'll just rev me the fuck up but yk yk #rambles from the bog #i should dig through all of my old sketchbooks for a trip down memory lane...#i still have my very first one. ive havent thrown a single one away #in fact i should have some of my first wof drawings somewhere round here....#i like archiving my artistic journey #but yeah! httyd dragonology and wof! my historic big three!#i actually own every single one of the wof books (except for the latest) and they have their own shelf #my original copy of the first book is still there. in a plastic bag. bc its been loved to hell and back & half of it is falling off #and its not just books lmao i have so much dragon Stuff #trinkets and plushes and pictures (oh my!)#my room is Decked Out in em #theyre just so neat...#started from the bottom and now im here (so many worldbuilding documents and endless sketch pages. and brainrot)

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kodasea · 9 hours

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AMA FILES #1 (2021)

#kodasea #own character #2021 art #own art #art #artists on tumblr #cold case crew #cold case detective #detective partner #lawrence #angela #madeline #arthur #felicia #Cackling hacking coughing at Lawrence saying he's straight #He just like me for real (closeted as hell)#AKA I made these before I came out as bi (and was struggling accepting that) so the cringe/cognitive dissonance is pretty ripe #Now all my major characters are bi basically and all is well #Appreciating the journey of self-discovery and learning as I archive

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magidoggie · 4 months

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A LOOK INTO SHI/HIR PRONOUNS AND THEIR ORIGINS

So I’ve seen people claim that shi/hir pronouns are intersex exclusive (mostly intersex people), and others say they aren’t (mostly non-intersex people)

As an intersex person, I've been confused about this for a while, so I decided to look into it

THIS POST WILL CONTAIN NSFW TOPICS, FURRIES, TALKS OF FETISHIZATION OF INTERSEX BODIES, AND INTERSEX SLURS!

Most of the users of these pronouns seem to be non-intersex people, but there are also intersex people who use them.

I've seen a decent amount of intersex people say that shi/hir pronouns are only ours to use, as they were used against us (like a shortened version of he-she). This would make them basically slurs that only we can reclaim.

I've even seen some claims that Geoffrey Chaucer himself coined these words?? (The chaucer thing, I haven't been able to find a source for. Even so, it is most likely just an old spelling of "she/her")

I’ve seen people say it originated on 4chan. It'd be hard to verify, as 4chan is known for not keeping threads up for long. There are 4chan archives, but I've tried my hardest to look for any combinations of things like "shi" and different terms that could work with it like "intersex" "freak" or "hermaphrodite" . I don't doubt it's been used on 4chan, but I can't find much, and archival sites don't go back far enough.

Regardless, the pronouns seem quite old. One thing I did find under the search of ""4chan" shi hir" on Google, was a.. descriptive post on a furry porn website called e621.net

Okay, 13 years ago, that's a start. It certainly contains the word "herm" (short for hermaphrodite), and the word intersex used with this pronoun.

Godspeed TheShadowfox42 I hope you found the image.

Using Google's "Before:(date)" feature, I searched "shi herm before:2010", and unsurprisingly, I found a lot of furry porn.

Stories on sofurry.com, a furry website that looks to be from at least 2007, if not older. I'll spare you the details, but indeed, there, they use shi/hir pronouns for their "herm" characters. Did these pronouns originate from.. furries?? I put that though aside for now, to look further into other uses.

As it turns out, the journey does not end at 2007. Urban dictionary has an entry from 2003

No slurs here, it looks like a neutral usage. Again, going back to Google. Now, search terms "hir "gender neutral" before:2004"

Many results show up now, now articles rather than furries. American.edu (seems to be a university), Swarthmore.edu (this is a college), both from 2001. jstor.org with a journal article from 1999. Unfortunately I can't read that one, as I have to pay a whole $63 to purchase it. I even found a PDF file from 1994 by core.ac.uk

But, what I've realized now is this is not usage of shi/hir pronouns. All of these use Ze/hir pronouns. I don't know if there is any link, but the last pronoun looking the same must've obscured the results.

From the american.edu article on these pronouns. You can see the usage of "hir" alongside "ze", and below it, the usage of ze/zir pronouns, which seem to be used more today.

Shit.. Doing the search all over again with the pronoun "shi" yields.. very few results apart from people talking about Chinese words.

Wait what about those furries from earlier? The tvtropes.org article does include this:

Chakona space? Chakats? Pronouns he came up with? Admittedly I kept seeing these centaur feline hybrid characters come up quite consistently during this dive, but I had to look into it further.

Oh buddy what did I get myself into. This is from 2001 best I can tell, so we're getting quite old here. I scroll down on the page.

And lower down.

Now this is all very interesting speculative biology, but what I'm focusing on is again, the usage of "hermaphrodite" together with the pronouns "shi/hir". Did a furry artist named Bernard Doove come up with these pronouns.

It gets yet older.. New search, "chakats "shi" before:2001"

Again, Bernard Doove's art from 2000, 1999, 1998,

I find a website called yerf.metafur.org It has furry art, dating all the way back to the mid 1990's, but here, on December 23 1998, is the first appearance of these pronouns on that site.

This Bernard Doove person has been at this project, with these pronouns for a while.

From what I can tell, many of his art pieces, they seem to be quite sexual beings. Quite fetishistic of hermaphroditism at times. (or intersexuality, take your pick)

The other thing I found with my search was a website, furry.org.au/bosshoss/

My search says it's from September 14 1998.

That's certainly some information, but it might come in handy. So Chakat Goldfur provided this website? Who is that? Looking into it, that seems to be a character created by Bernard Doove, that acts as an alter ego. Further down, the person running this website lists some other websites they enjoy. One being "Proxima Centauri", which seems to be another furry artist.

"I met this one at ConFURence 8. Very interesting. (Did I mention shi is a hermaphrodite uni-centaur?)"

(For context, ConFURence is a furry convention held in 1997)

Again, the usage of hermaphrodite, and the pronoun shi. At this point, the website being linked to is long gone, but the wayback machine provides help. The website, http://www.spots.ab.ca/~unicorn/main.htm has been captured all the way back to October 8th 1997.

At this time, the website was under construction. No images are willing to load and haven't been archived, but the description is intact.

So this person uses shi/hir pronouns for their hermaphroditic character all the way back in 1997. There are links to other places where this person used to host their works, but they are all down and haven't been archived. The thread is running thin..

Back to Bernard Doove, the Chakat creator. There must be something more to this. Turns out, there was. On the "yerf" website, I actually found several art pieces that were not picked up by Google.

Febuary 22 1997. Getting yet older. In some art pieces, Bernard references "Forest Tale" and "forest tales", so I went looking for whatever that was.

1995?? you've got to be kidding. It's an adult story involving these "chakat" beings, and sure enough, down the page

Shi/hir pronouns used over and over again.

With the use of hermaphrodite.

But.. This is kind of where it ends. I couldn't seem to find anything older, and I'm not going to contact Bernard Doove over this. Even something as old as 29 years is impressive to me. Bernard Doove states his characters were inspired by other furry artists' creatures of the time, but since it's 1995, there isn't much left for me to find here. Anything before that time is probably lost.

With all the information I have been able to gather, it looks to shi/hir pronouns were created by Bernard Doove who is a furry author and artist. Shi/hir were made to be a midway between "she" and "him" in some way, to be a gender neutral word for hermaphroditic genetically modified beings called "chakats" in his stories. As an intersex person myself, I don't enjoy the use of "hermaphrodite" in such a way, as it's a slur for us. But these types of characters also seem to be very old, and we, and our struggles, were completely unknown to the vast majority of people, even moreso than nowadays.

If you use those pronouns for an intersex person who doesn't use them, it is indeed intersexist, as you are implying we are hermaphrodites.

But as for whether only intersex people can use them? I'm not sure. The original intent doesn't seem be directly linked to intersex people. You could argue that these hermaphroditic characters are fetishized versions of how many people see us, and have seen us for a long time. Afterall, hermaphrodite was, and still is, a common slur for us.

I don't doubt some people have used these pronouns as slurs against us as well, but I also haven't found anything specifically that supports that. It always seemed to be for specific fictional characters that COULD be based off specific intersex attributes

I'm not going to argue one way or the other. This was just me trying to find what I could about these pronouns and their history. Just be mindful of how you use these pronouns, and the connections they have to fetishes revolving around the common misinterpretation of intersex bodies (as in, "having both parts")

Thank you for reading.

I hope you learned something. I know I did, and I now have a headache.

#shi/hir #pronouns #history #internet #intersex #fetishization #furry #queer history #doggie barks

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rkrayart · 6 months

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Inspired by Grand Archives Scholar from Dark Souls 3

I don't really know how I like my art. I'm on a journey to know myself as an artist. Gonna try different styles and stuff...

#rkrayart #doodleadaynov #creature design #monster #Grand Archives Scholar #Dark Souls 3

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feiandart · 2 months

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There is a part of Anthony that never left, in truth: it just became silent, hiding from the rest to remain untouched, pure, sensitive. It is hope that moves his legs, resurfacing timidly in his chest and giving his body the impetus it needs to get out of bed and quickly cover the distance to the door, then the corridor, until he stops in front of the Lord's chamber. He knocks on the door as if he had been doing it for months, feels his knuckles ache even though it is the first time he has made the action real and not just a figment of his imagination. He hits the wood insistently even when he hears small noises coming from inside the room. When Aziraphale opens the door, the artist has not yet stopped, but remains with his hand in midair, interrupted in the middle of the action. Inside the room it is dark, as black as moonless nights. "Your hands will bleed if you keep knocking, you know?" Anthony looks at him as if seeing him for the first time. There is something in the words used by Aziraphale that sounds so familiar to him that his heart flutters, although he cannot explain why. "Let them bleed," he replies without thinking. "Won't they hurt afterwards?" "Not if you help me fix them." Aziraphale holds his breath, stretching out his hands towards the artist with wide eyes. Anthony's heart does a somersault, letting calmness find its way onto his lips in a spontaneous smile. His gaze softens on his tired eyes, two pools of honey that turn to the Lord with the air of someone who has just returned from a long journey. The blond's face opens to a joy that has not fuelled it for days. I am back, the artist does not tell him. This time, however, if he does not do so, it is not for lack of strength or courage, or because he is hidden in some recondite corner of his mind: if he doesn't tell him, it is only because there is no need to do so. Aziraphale sees this for himself. He has already realised it. And indeed he takes a step forward, surrounds Anthony's waist with his strong arms and pulls him close with a whole new momentum, sinking his face into the artist's chest. He breathes heavily, as if he had not done so for months. "Welcome back, Anthony," whispers Aziraphale. The readhead wraps his arms around the Lord's shoulders, sinking his nose into soft curls. He indulges in that scent of vanilla and old pages that smells of everyday life, of long comfortable afternoons spent on the sofa reading or drinking wine. Aziraphale's scent, today, almost tastes like home. Almost, though. Only almost.

#good omens #good omens art #ineffable husbands #good omens au #gomens #crowley #good omens crowley #anthony j crowley #long hair crowley #good omens fanart #aziracrow #aziraphale #good omens fanfiction #good omens fanfic #good omens fic #good omens human au #sugar

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reflections-in-a-critical-eye · 9 months

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I love to see my biases get the BB 1s, but when one starts making that their goal, hmm that kind of disconnects me from them as an artist.

I won't say more. I just wish artists I stan placed more focus on the art. Let charts happen naturally.

You're blog isn't like the blind fandom, so I am saying this here.

It's not hard to see through things. Chapter 2 has been interesting so far. I am not making any opinions based of things that are happening, but if it becomes a pattern with the artist, well... that's a problem.

Anon, we both know who were're talking about, lol. I'm gonna use the names, for the sake of making it easier for me to write a response.

A few weeks ago, I was watching this documentary about Wham. Some light entertainment for me initially, but it did offer me the chance for a fresh perspective. I don't exactly remember the details, but they've reached a point in which George Michael wanted to have 4 songs to reach number 1 on some chart, the fourth being Last Christmas. He was a bit obsessed with this and he also wanted to be a bigger artist. In later archival interviews, Michael actually mentions it was his ego as an artist because he knew he could. And he did, he outgrew the boyish band and the situation was almost ideal because Andrew, his bandmate, also knew that. It also meant getting away from their carefully constructed image, the object of desire for teenagers and women everywhere. For George, it was also about stepping away from performing a specific type of heteronormativity that can be found in boy bands. It never crossed my mind while watching it that his ego is too big, or why is he so obsessed with the charts. Maybe because it was all in the past and I've seen what the future would hold for him. Or that when I heard him talk about what he wants to achieve and his inner struggle, there was sincerity there and also that drive that only someone really young can have when they believe they can do anything.

I've read Jungkook's Weverse interview and listened to what he had to say during the Seven promotions. And while there may be some comparisons to be made to how George Michael came across when talking about his musical career, there were also some differences.

I'm glad to see Jungkook being more confident. I remember some of the things he used to say in the past, about his self worth, a lack of confidence and meaning outside the group. That wasn't healthy. And to hear him now, especially on Suchwita, it's a 180° change. But in his case, there's a very fine line between being confident and becoming cocky. And that's not a good look. It's almost like he's trying to project an image of a new Jungkook but one that is still in the works and not all parts fit perfectly together. He's going through a transformation ever since the hiatus, which I expected. It was about having to adapt to a different pace, life after 10 years of being part of a group. Jungkook was always trying to find his identity and this single is only one step in that journey.

But that doesn't mean that I as a fan and as a person, have to like it. If it doesn't match with what I'm looking for in the artists that I'm interested in, then so be it. I will talk about it, but I'll also not follow that person's musical career anymore. If I don't like the artistic direction and I don't like this overconfident, slighly exaggerated bravado, then that's it.

It's also impossible to not make a comparison to Jimin. Not for some dick measuring contest (it's what pjms and jjks are doing), but because there is room and justification for it. Both are from the same kpop group, both have embarked on a solo career and both chose a more mainstream pop music, as opposed to their older bandmates. And both got that BB 1. And what we can compare is song quality, artist reaction and how the company's response came across into fan spaces.

In terms of the songs, I could write entire essays because at the end of the day, it wouldn't matter. It's all subjective. There is no rule that says a number one song should be about some personal experience, or the singer should have writing credits on it. And I also can't take away my subjectivity. I will chose Like Crazy over a song that not only sounds like a Bieber tune from years ago, but also has lyrics as if they were written by the boys from Larry Clark's Kids.

As to the reaction, Jimin did exactly what I expected him to do. He was humble, grateful and emotional and we saw that when he turned on the livestream. It's what makes him who he is and how he always behaves. As opposed to that, Jungkook wanted to be appear cool. And for what? Especially when later he said how excited he actually was but he refrained from expressing that. Where's the authenticity that he seeks so much through his livestreams? Because he released a song about sex for which he never officially performed live the explicit version, that means that the attitude should match that? I know the next day he was live and he was really nice. But that entire event is tainted in my mind with this almost expectation and confidence that he'll get that no. 1 and after he got the western validation, they decided to remember there's fans at home too and went to Inkigayo.

Which leads me to the last point that shows the obvious bias and preference that cannot simply be denied when it comes to BH. It's even more obvious because the entire BTS brand was that there are no favorites, which is not the same strategy as with other companies and groups. And now, all of a sudden, there is. It's great that BH celebrates an artist's success and they can immediately put on a show. But it doesn't justify how the first one to have the achievement was ignored. I have to admit, I was happy when Jimin got his no. 1 because I thought it only meant more promotions, more Jimin, more of everything. Just to be left utterly confused.

I've put that all in the past and I really try not to get too emotionally involved because as an individual, it has no bearing on my personal life and it doesn't have that many negative effects on my fan engagement.

I side eye Jungkook for how he presents himself in official promotions, but then he goes live and all of a sudden, it's the Jungkook that I'm used to. The guy who is a dork and funny and grateful to his fans. The one who cries hearing fan songs and who still beats himself up for hours because he messed up a song. I do criticize some of his actions and statements, but I'm not slandering him. The guy seems like a genuinely nice person and I still like him. He's still one of my biases for many reasons. But me having this reaction to content catered specifically for fans to create a more intimate connection is something BH was always good at. We only have to look at all the BTS footage out there. They've perfected the way in which personality comes first a lot of the times. It's what draws fans in (aside from music) and what keeps them interested. I'm part of that.

I'm convinced that it's most likely that a Jungkook fan or army or whoever disagrees with me, will read all this and believe I hate Jungkook. Which would be a shame because all I'm trying to do is explain how complex this situation is. It's never as black and white as solo stans would like everyone to believe and it's not a debate that can be generalized and tossed aside as solo talk by the ot7 chorus. I'm sure there are a lot of reasonable people in this fandom still who are able to have more than one thought in their head and see that only through a naunced discussion we can look at facts, see what's an exaggeration and what's false. To be able to distinguish between facts and personal opinion and also to admit that. That's not possible if we're not looking at these people as complex beings, instead of victims and villains.

#m thoughts #jimin #jungkook #bts solo careers

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mycupofteafanzine · 7 months

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My Cup of Tea contributor announcement: part 2!

We are excited to share our list of writers and cosplayers in the zine! You can also find our artists here. See below the cut for links to their socials and their answers to the question: Why do you love Martin?

Writers

milkteamoon | tumblr Ao3

I really love how contradictorily human he is! He's a little guy. He's kind of a bitch. He wants so badly to be the sensitive artist type and yet will encourage murder against those whom he perceives to have wronged him at the drop of a hat. He's incredibly kissable and should be kissed by anyone and everyone, I think, for his health.

crescenttwins | tumblr carrd

Martin is this lovely exploration of a person who is deeply affected by trauma but still ends up able to be kind at the end of it.

Morning Softness | tumblr

He’s just such a great complex character. He does his absolute best in a job he’s not at all qualified for, determined to go above and beyond so no one will complain about his work ethic, even when the demands placed on him are ridiculous or dangerous. He’s anxious but he’s also brave and stubborn. He’s jealous and bitter and petty and sarcastic. He’s kind and optimistic and gentle. He’s a poet. He’s incredibly practical, and is better at showing care to others through his actions than his words. He holds onto guilt because he’s convinced it helps him do better. He tries so hard to be needed because he thinks it’s the only way anyone would want him, and he feels like it would be manipulative of him to expect or even want anything in return. He makes an effort to care about others and help in any way he can, even though it is an effort, even when it isn’t returned.

Pine | tumblr

In "Big Picture," Martin says to Simon Fairchild "I think our experience of the universe has value. Even if it disappears forever." I think it may be the most hopeful statement in TMA (not that it has a great deal of competition!), and I thought about it a lot while season five was airing. (And I love, too, how Martin may have been a hypocrite about it, unwilling to let the universe disappear.)

Saint | tumblr Ao3

Golly gee what a question. I guess the biggest thing is I love how full of seemingly diametrically-opposed contradictions he is: his genuine sweetness and kindness vs his very serious desire to see the violent death of people he's perceived to have wronged him, his dorky poetry vs the fact that he's the kind of person to use the word "ontological" in casual conversation, his capacity for love and compassion vs his proclivity for isolation. Also he has the best voice.

Cosplayers

Shashamisen | tiktok

He hit me as the most human-like character to me. Blame it on the beautiful voice acting or the discreet complexity of how his character was written, but I started loving him for how much I related, and stayed for the cutest awkward love I've ever seen.

Bow | insta tiktok

The obvious reason is that I see so much of my current, but especially younger, self in him, but I also love him because to me, he is the character in TMA who goes through the most growth and comes into himself. I love seeing his journey of self discovery and emotional strength.

Kaedan | tiktok

He became a comfort character immediately. His patience, his sweet nature, the way he stutters when he's flustered (just like me,) it all felt like a cool breeze in the fire that is the horror that is TMA. His life and traumas mirror my own, and the way he comes out of it with kindness and an unexpected fierceness is amazing to me. The way he underhanded Elias AND Peter impresses me constantly.

Alex | tumblr tiktok

He is my husband and I adore him.

Slush/Hailey | insta tiktok tumblr twitter

To me, he is the heart of The Magnus Archives! Martin is always showing his most human side to those around him and never lets the horrors around him stop him from being a good person. Like so many on this zine, I see a lot of myself in Martin Blackwood. There's so much of myself I see in him, yet there's so much more I want to be. He's kind and thoughtful. He's soft, but he finds his courage and shows that he can be quite tenacious and clever! He's constantly underestimated, especially by himself, but shows them up with confidence and sass. He doesn't let the horrible things that have happened to him make him hard and is never afraid of being his true self. I also find our relationships with the Lonely incredibly similar. Essentially, it's been quite a long time since I've found a character that is so much like myself, and gives me hope that I can also make the same changes in my life as him to grow and become a better person. Hopefully that doesn't include being stalked by a worm lady.

#the magnus archives #the magnus archives zine #the magnus pod #martin blackwood #tma #my cup of tea fanzine #contributor announcement

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snowmist-hashira · 11 months

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[Chapter title: Gentle downpour]

Muichiro Tokitou x Reader

Summary: In the presence of the rain, his gentle presence and the tranquility of the room, you surrendered to the soothing allure of sleep, drifting away into a world where misty dreams and gentle raindrops intertwined in a symphony of serenity.

Wattpad: [KNY Fanfiction] (One shots) Tokito Muichiro x Reader

Archive: Kimetsu No Yaiba: Tokitou Muichiro x Reader Master list: ♠ Information ♠

Artist links; Pixiv: https://www.pixiv.net/en/users/49800985

Twitter: https://twitter.com/rainyforesty

I am open to requests for Muichiro x Reader content, and I also enjoy engaging in roleplays. If you're interested in either, please feel free to check out my pinned post for more information. ~ ♠

The serene orange hue that had adorned the peaceful sky was swiftly replaced by a blanket of dark, drifting clouds. It was an unforeseen turn of weather, catching you off guard.

Leaning against the tempered glass, your forehead pressed lightly against the barrier that separated you from the relentless rain. Even from inside, you could sense the chill of the downpour as it kissed the surface.

Droplets of water raced down the windowpane, each one tracing its own path, captivating your gaze. The scene before you was both tranquil and breathtaking.

As the rain continued to pour relentlessly, it became evident that heading home anytime soon was out of the question.

As you stood there, transfixed by the captivating rain, your mind began to wander. Thoughts swirled around like the droplets on the glass, creating a sense of introspection within you. The unexpected weather had disrupted your plans, but it also presented an opportunity for reflection.

The sound of raindrops tapping against the windowpane formed a rhythmic melody, soothing your senses. The world outside appeared blurred, as if seen through a veil of water. Each droplet held a story, a journey from the heavens above to the earth below. The rain washed away the dust of the day, cleansing the world and bringing forth a fresh perspective.

The room around you stood empty, devoid of the usual hustle and bustle as people hurried to seek refuge from the relentless downpour. However, you found solace in the captivating beauty of the rain. It was as if the raindrops themselves whispered tranquility, easing your mind of any worries or distractions.

Lost in your thoughts, you were jolted back to reality as someone playfully poked your cheeks. Startled, you turned to find Muichiro standing there, his presence bringing a sense of comfort and calm. His demeanor and the way he carried himself seemed to exude a certain mystique, akin to the serene mist that enshrouded the surroundings.

"I've been calling you three times already," Muichiro stated, his head slightly tilted in curiosity. He couldn't help but wonder about the depth of your contemplation.

Chuckling sheepishly, you replied, "Ahaha... Sorry, I was just lost in my own thoughts."

"What brings you here?" you asked, curious about Muichiro's sudden appearance. His visits were infrequent, and you wondered what had drawn him to seek you out in this moment.

"I couldn't help but notice how lost you seemed," Muichiro replied, his misty gaze meeting yours. "I thought perhaps some company would be appreciated."

A warmth filled your heart at his thoughtfulness. Muichiro's presence had a way of easing your worries and allowing you to be present in the moment. You leaned against the tempered glass, inviting him to join you in admiring the rain.

Together, you stood in silence, enveloped by the sound of raindrops and the misty air. It felt as if time had suspended once again, creating a space where worries and responsibilities melted away. Muichiro's quiet companionship provided solace, allowing you to simply exist in the present without any pressures or expectations.

In that tranquil moment Muichiro's presence, with its calm and mysterious nature, mirrored the soothing rhythm of the rain. It reminded you to appreciate the beauty in unexpected encounters, to find solace in the stillness amid the chaos.

As the rain continued its rhythmic symphony outside, you found yourself succumbing to its lulling effect. The combination of the tranquil ambiance, Muichiro's calming presence, and the cozy room began to weigh heavily on your eyelids. Despite your best efforts to stay awake and savor the moment, drowsiness tugged at you.

Your eyes would flutter open momentarily, determined to stay alert and appreciate the beauty around you. But the allure of the rain's melody, coupled with the soothing atmosphere, proved too strong to resist. Your eyelids grew heavy, and you couldn't help but let them droop, even if only for a moment.

Each time you blinked, your eyes would reopen, but their half-lidded state betrayed your growing sleepiness. The struggle to stay awake was evident, as your attempts to ward off drowsiness were momentarily interrupted by your involuntary surrender to the soothing atmosphere.

Muichiro watched you with a fond smile, finding your sleepy state rather endearing. He, too, understood the allure of the rain's tranquility, and he empathized with your battle against the encroaching slumber. His misty gaze held a hint of amusement as he observed your valiant yet futile attempts to resist the embrace of sleep.

In that moment, the room became a haven of peace and warmth, where the gentle patter of raindrops outside and your sleepy presence harmonized to create a serene tableau. The tranquility of the scene enveloped you, inviting you to surrender to the comfort of sleep and immerse yourself in dreams colored by the rain's melody.

A tender hand gently stroked your head, delicately untangling the strands of your hair. Your feeble response betrayed the soothing effect it had on you, as if Muichiro's touch was the ultimate invitation to surrender to sleep. It felt incredibly comforting, a side of him you weren't accustomed to witnessing. In that moment, his affection made you feel cherished and valued.

"I'll fall asleep if you do that..."

"Then sleep." His gentle voice whispered through the air, its softness mirroring the touch of his hand in your hair. There was a warmth in his words, an understanding of your weariness and the desire to find solace in sleep.

With his words, a wave of tranquility washed over you, urging you to surrender to the embrace of slumber. You could sense the genuine care and affection in Muichiro's actions, something unexpected but undeniably precious.

With a soft sigh, you finally yielded to the lullaby of the rain. Your eyes closed, and your body relaxed, leaning further into the seat. As sleep washed over you, the sound of the rain became the soundtrack of your dreams, and the tranquility of the room embraced you like a gentle caress.

The touch of Muichiro's hand continued to soothe and comfort you. It felt as if he was guarding your rest, offering a silent reassurance that you could let go and find peace in the realm of dreams.

In that tender moment, the rain's melody melded with the rhythmic sound of your breathing, creating a harmonious symphony. The room enveloped you in its serenity, cocooning you in a sense of safety and belonging.

And so, you allowed yourself to succumb to the gentle touch, the whispered words, and the soothing atmosphere. With Muichiro by your side, you surrendered to the embrace of sleep, trusting that he would watch over you as you ventured into the realm of dreams.

As your consciousness drifted away, the rain continued to fall outside, providing a comforting backdrop to your slumber. The room, once empty and tranquil, was now filled with the presence of care and affection. And in that moment, you felt truly cherished, knowing that Muichiro's touch and his comforting words were symbols of the bond between you, an unspoken connection that transcended the stormy weather outside.

In the arms of sleep, embraced by the rain's melody and Muichiro's affectionate presence, you drifted off into a peaceful slumber, carried away by dreams that whispered of tranquility and the promise of a new day.

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hlpd · 4 months

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blog entry for the new years

My friend and I like to guess if we can see how mentally ill an artist is from how they draw or from the lyrics of their song. I always wondered if people could see anything through my work 😹

My mental health has never been very good, but I always had enough distractions to keep thoughts at bay (until they weren't)

Kekkai was the last series I was invested in so naturally I found comfort from it in hard times. It didn't save my life entirely but it was definitely on the back-burner watching me attempt, recovery and beyond.

Now whenever i look at this blog's archive its like looking at a time capsule 🥹 its hard to believe its been years. i've met so many cool people over the course of loving this manga, and ofc had to say goodbye to many as well.

When I scroll down this blog it'll say something like last post "from 5 months ago" "1 year ago" "3 years ago" and I'll be like wow has it been that long already? Time flies now. It makes me feel morbid & a bit sad, but looking back reminds me of every moment up until now. And I become very grateful for the journey. Like wow I can't believe i'm still alive, kind of way lol.

I've always felt morbid on new years. But with every year since then, i've learned to be more grateful. The idea that hellsalems lot was born on new years is beautiful to me, and now I understand why.

I'm still getting better, high chance I will be for the rest of my life. Of course one day I may contribute my last fanart , I dont intend for it to be anytime soon. But I'll never forget this series, the one thats Seen It All HAHA. I'm not sure I will ever learn to forget about kekkai on new years.

I'm very thankful for everyone who's found any level of joy in looking at my fanart throughout the years, you all unknowingly helped more than you'll ever know. And OF COURSE THANKS NIGHTOW SENSEI !

Happy 2024!

#blog

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alatusxiaoo · 1 year

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✎ [ 17. ] get away with anything

you stare up at the sprawling sight in front of you with bewilderment.

massive cream-colored pillars towered proudly before the both of your comparably tinier frames, as the welcome banners strung across the museum’s open entrance fluttered delicately in the afternoon breeze — dancing to the background noises of the bustling city and chattering visitors.

truth be told, the unfathomed venue of your spontaneous date leaves you utterly speechless.

“you…”

“you probably don’t recall this yet…but you actually told me back then,” heizou hummed softly in response, staring up at the historical structure with an equal amount of adoration. “during the competition. after we wagered our bets and you said you’ve always wanted to visit a museum because it had free admission.”

he chuckles briefly at the interesting memory of your frugality, thinking to himself with a rather satisfied grin. “i remembered.”

your gaze flickers towards the surprisingly thoughtful boy standing next to you — at his loosely tied auburn hair and the strands framing his pale face, at his white button-up and arm rolled sleeves, at his awe-stricken smile and the enchanted gleam painting his eyes.

“shall we?” heizou beams, politely holding a hand out to you.

seems like feigning interest in him really wasn’t bound to be much of a challenge…

“we shall.” you smile without hesitation, lightly taking your fingers in his.

you leave your jackets by the entrance of the building before proceeding inside. heizou’s hands are cold as you tread through the museum with glittering gazes of curiosity. sad to say — neither of you were particularly knowledgeable when it came to the realm of historical events, so you and your date had spent the first couple of minutes merely wandering around the venue with an air of innocence and wonder, seemingly akin to two lost puppies.

despite the initial and obvious lack of expertise, you found yourself highly amused when heizou suddenly began to put on a play of passionate effort in pretending to be a well-informed tour guide — concocting awfully ridiculous yet humorous facts about each of the displays you happened to pass by.

you occasionally chimed in to make foolish jokes and took turns fabricating all sorts of tales on the history behind the exhibits. much to your dignity, you also successfully managed to return most of his flirty lines. though you tried to limit your voices and conversations to hushed whispers, you could often tell that you were both on the receiving end of disdained stares from other visitors.

in the midst of your conversation, heizou didn’t seem to be giving in too easily into your infrequently woven questions about what transpired at the party. you wanted to be confident in the fact that expressing interest was going to be enough, but he seemed to be able to see through your poor endeavors of forcing yourself to act flirty. his eluding behavior made it seem as though something strange did happen between the both of you that night — and you figured feigning attraction wasn’t simply going to be enough to pry for concrete answers.

“quick question, do you think i’d be able to get away with thieving run-down artifacts?” you randomly blurt in the middle of your journey around the building, suddenly catching sight of an artistic collection of jewelry flaunted behind a glass frame.

heizou pauses in his tracks, stunned by your words as he follows your gaze to the wall. “you want to steal…this?” he squints his eyes at the exhibited ornaments. “i didn’t realize you were into archival jewelry.”

“it’s a hypothetical question.” you snicker, rolling your eyes. “besides, you’re a criminology major, so i was curious.”

“i’m supposed to be a good guy, my darling watson.” he smirks, raising an eyebrow at you as if to prove a point.

“aw, entertain me for a bit here. just tell me if i’d get away with it.”

heizou falls into silence as his eyes flicker in hasty glances from you to the artifacts, legitimately contemplating the theoretical circumstance for a fleeting moment.

“i think you could.” he muses in response.

“seriously?”

“sure. i mean, if it was me at least, i’d let you get away with anything.” he laughs, winking over at you with a sly smile. “but why steal those shabby jewels when you can take my heart anytime?”

you wince at the flirtatious line, yet lift a hand to cover your face after failing to stifle the flush that blossoms across your cheeks. “ugh, that was definitely one of your better ones.”

“i see you blushing through the cracks, watson.”

“moving on, then!”

the true chaos only begins halfway through your museum date — when the both of you stumble perchance across a little kids’ area littered with dress up bins.

one mischievous look exchanged between one another was all it took to scramble towards the filed crates in suppressed laughter.

you managed to try on all the hats with heizou after rifling through them for several minutes, the sound of muffled snickers and hushed snapshots ringing through the half-deserted area. his arm firmly wrapped around your shoulder, your hand gently pressed against his chest, his fingers fumbling with the camera and breathing clumsy whispers, your mouth flowering into a sincere smile as you gaze at him before meeting the black lens.

albeit, your momentary bubble of happiness began to gradually deflate when much of the passerby who stared at you two with peculiar expressions presumed you were both creepy strangers who have been lounging around the kids area for a prolonged while now…

and it wasn’t even a surprise anymore when a pair of security guards eventually came approaching your huddled figures in long strides…almost certainly with the intent to kick suspicious visitors out.

but before you had even fully registered the situation, you were both already running off the opposite direction with gasps of childish laughter — hands instinctively intertwined as you began to make your great escape despite still sporting some of the hats on your heads.

it’s a dashing pursuit that doesn’t seem to be stopping anytime soon with either side proclaiming defeat, no matter how many turns you take and how many diversion attempts you make.

heizou suddenly backs you into a tiny corner behind one of the colossal statues near the exit, your chests heaving in weighty breaths and sweat dripping down your temples out of exhaustion. his hand is against the wall, trapping your body in between — and you tilt your head slightly to peek over his shoulder to see whether your pursuers had managed to follow suit once more.

“are they there?” heizou asks through smothered pants.

“they’re here, but i don’t think they see us.” you whisper, leaning back to the wall once more to catch your breath.

you close your eyes to calm yourself, feeling the warmth of the bonnet wrapped around your head heat your feverish face even more.

heizou’s breaths tenderly tickle your cheeks more than you’d want them to. eyes softly fluttering open, you know it isn’t much of a revelation to find his head inching dangerously close to yours.

“sorry, just a little longer.” he breathes in reassurance, blinking a tad too rapidly as his eyes anxiously dart anywhere else but at your face. his top hat also starts to slide down his hair due to minor yet excessive movements.

why does it seem like he’s panicking a bit too much?

and then you catch a glimpse of it. through the shadows, a flush crawling from the tips of his ears and roseating the skin of his face.

“oh my god,” you whisper-shout with widened irises, clasping a hand against your mouth in astonishment at your discovery.

“heizou. you’re blushing.”

“what?” he audibly scoffs in disbelief, tilting his head to the side without being able to meet your mystified gaze. “i am not.”

“yes you are!”

“i am not.”

“you’ve never been this close to a girl before.” you piece together in amusement, desperately trying to stifle the laugh that threatens to escape your mouth.

“i—” heizou swallows thickly at your declaration. “…fine. maybe just a little.”

“and yet here you went, shamelessly flirting with every girl you saw.”

“so what if i’m blushing anyway?!” he snorts at your victorious expression, cheeks growing a further shade darker.

“i should use this as leverage.” you smile as you move closer, teeth sinking down on your lip at the devious thought of it.

“leverage..?” heizou barely registers your words, dazedly staring down at your mouth.

“yes! you promised to tell me what happened to me the night at the party.” you nod eagerly, beaming with delight. “and you kept dodging my questions like a fucking weasel. this is the perfect opportunity to get exactly what i want.”

“aha. that’s real cute, my watson.” he strains a proud smile, hardly managing to tear his eyes off your lips. “…fine, you got me. can’t have everyone randomly flustering me tomorrow.”

“it’s a promise.”

“hmm…the party,” heizou ponders, shifting his weight to lean on the arm pressed to the wall. he nudges his top hat to a more stable position on his head. “as far as i remember, we first ran into each other at around early nine. you were getting a drink and i happened to be doing the same as well, but we only shared a brief conversation before you went and left to find your friends.”

“we met later on again at approximately ten thirty, i believe we held our drinking competition by then. you suggested on wagering bets and chose a favor as your prize, and i chose taking you on a date as mine.” he winks triumphantly, and you ignore the slight blush painting your cheeks. “i’m certain that’s all i saw of you that evening.”

“…really?”

“mhm, that’s it.”

you narrow your eyes at him, feeling dubious about his rather brief answer. “are you sure?”

he shrugs with a roguish smile. “like i said. it really is a shame you still haven’t regained your memory from that evening.”

“i don’t trust you.” you frown, distancing yourself from him as you rest deeper into the wall — carefully processing the information previously surrendered.

“i’m a little offended.” he chuckles. “but i suppose it’s only natural that you think things aren’t always as they seem.”

“why do you say that?”

“because,” he gestures to the both of you with his other hand. “you believe i took you out on a date under the premise that i won a drinking competition.”

“well, did you not take me out because of just that?” you furrow your eyebrows, feeling even more confused.

“exactly.”

new questions only formulate at the back of your head. you’re about to open your mouth to push the matter and demand further answers, however you can already see from over his shoulder that the guards have finally disappeared.

“are they gone?”

“yeah. let’s get out of here.” you tap his arm, stepping out from the confined space of shadows. raising an arm to wipe the sweat off your brow, you exhale a sigh of relief knowing that you didn’t have to worry about those guards clamoring your way.

you hear your date shuffle and follow suit from behind, and you turn around to see his hands stuffed within his pockets. you’re ashamed to admit that you were enchanted with how attractive rolled up sleeves made him look.

“we should probably leave before they come back to find us again.” heizou sighs in disappointment. “just when it was getting even more interesting…”

“what about our hats?” you ask, slightly embarrassed by the bonnet still lingering upon your head like a crown.

“well we’re not exactly in a position to make another appearance back at the kids area,” he smiles sheepishly, slowly walking towards the exit of the museum. “we should keep it, i don’t think anyone will notice. think of it as a nice souvenir from our memorable date. besides, you look rather cute in it.”

you feel the corners of your lips raising in a knowing grin as you trail his footsteps. “oh? i thought you said you were supposed to be a good guy.”

“i am.” heizou simpers, stopping in his tracks as he turns back to offer his warm hand towards you for one last time.

“but i told you, didn’t i? as long as it’s me, i don’t mind letting you get away with anything. although i suppose we’ll have to save you whisking away my heart for another time ~ ”

I WISH YOU WERE SOBER — [ previous. masterlist. next ]

synopsis — in which you were never really one for spontaneity or precipitous decisions, until you got yourself drunk at your senior year university party and woke up the next morning with the most dreadful of hangovers…along with a painfully distorted memory of a stolen kiss on that hazy evening.

note — belated christmas everyone! <3 here’s a date with heizou as a gift hehehe

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skynapple · 6 days

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800 Follower Milestone!

(HELLO LNDS NEWCOMERS!)

I have gained *checks notes* 400 followers in the past few months YIKES.

Here's a little about me + Master List links and fandom tags below!

Blogger: Madi or Sky, (26), she/her I do art #my art. I write and sing from time to time.

Been on Tumblr since early 2012. I'm not here for drama.

Corporate!Madi works at a small creative and marketing agency (from hell) as a graphic designer, illustrator, production coordinator, storyboard artist, project manager and traffic manager, script writer, copywriter, occasional mailchimp journey-builder, budget builder, strategist, sales lady, and more.

POSTING:

Mostly Love and Deepspace (LNDS): #madi plays lnds

RWBY (Separate Blacksun blog: @fromshadowstosun)

DC (Bat Family)

Occasional Star Wars but since that's closest to my heart I have not one but TWO separate blogs @recklessjediknight (Anakin-centric and catch-all) and @tanalorrs-heartthrob (Jedi Games focused)

HTTYD

My Hero Academia

ADDITIONAL/MISC

Viewer discretion advised: I am a Christian and tag anything religion related as #sunday tag

BLOG ARCHIVE

Newbies to Tumblr may not know this but most blogs will have a viewable archive, you can scroll back a lot faster from a birds-eyes-view.

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For the LNDS fans! I post,, a lot.

NA Server: "Skylar Moore" #82000111114 I gift daily.

Favorite characters:

Xavier *weeps* I am too loyal to him, have like 95% of his cards, and level up pretty much no one else. I have gotten to open orbit 60 on Xavier 3*s and s p i t e.

By proxy, Jeremiah. I'm self-proclaimed captain of the Jeremiah Protection Squad. I have committed to near single-handedly building up his tag and was the first to use his tag on A03 where he was the main character and not just comic relief.

Zayne, strong second no thanks to a few people here.

I love all of everyone, even all the side characters.

Member of the Linkon Playground LNDRP! Say hello!

Jeremiah RP: @jeremiahofphilo

Astra Ask Blog: @sasstras-gaze

Fic Links:

Budding Romance (Jeremiah x MC) - PG, Ongoing

Deepspace Gossip (Xavier x MC) - PG, Drabble

5 More Minutes (Xavier POV, slight angst over MC)

Different Resonance (Xavier x MC) - PG, One-Shot

Midnight Dew & Promises (Jeremiah x MC) - PG, Platonic

If you read this, drop your favorite ice cream flavor!

#800 followers #madi talks #about #pinned

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caemidraws · 5 months

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Hi I am a college art student and I need to find artists who relate to my theme which is journey, however I am thinking of a sub theme of journey into the after life but focusing on the beliefs of Ancient Greek mythology and while looking for potential artists to study I found a peice of art from you and I love it and if it’s ok with you, would I be able to use some of your drawings (has to be be referenced to Ancient Greek Mythology) to study as an artists sample?

Hi^-^

That sounds like an interesting research!! I'd be glad to help so sure you can look through my archive here on tumblr for any greek mythology inspired piece - I'm fine with you studying them (as long as you credit me in public projects and you're not selling my art) !!!

I also got your other ask about a website - my carrd is more centered on commissions, so I think the best portfolio you can find right now is this blog!!

Look for the 'aesthetic' or 'fashion' tags on it, I tag basically every illustration with that^-^

(Hope I'm not misunderstanding your asks, I'm not familiar with this kind of projects!!!)

#ask #anon #text

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inkovert · 5 months

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Writeblr (Re)-Introduction

« A B O U T »

Hello there! Call me Ink (she/her pronouns). I'm a black female writer in my late 20s. I've been on writeblr since 2018 (according to my ~ archive ~) and I've probably made a couple intros since then, but nothing quite as organized/formal as this so - here we are!

I primarily write contemporary/literary fiction (which I know isn't super prevalent on writeblr so happy to bond with any fellow litfic writers). I enjoy writing deeply introspective, character-driven stories (I think because, I'm learning, I'm a deeply inspective person lol) so if that's your cup of tea then check out my WIP(s) below :)

Links/places to find me (if you are on any of these sites, pls connect with me! I'm actively looking for other writers to follow)

Wattpad

Instagram/Twitter: @rianeblackwell (my writer pen name!)

Random things about me/how I run my blog

I'm a dual-degree bio graduate student so I spend my days pipetting shit in a lab

outside of writing, I enjoy reading (when I have the patience and bandwidth for it), watching anime (fav: fruits basket; currently watching: one piece), (guided) painting, and...sleeping?

I am ask game and tag game friendly! Though it may take me time to respond to tag games.

You will typically find me posting my random thoughts about things (tagged: inkoverted thoughts) - as I said I am introspective af so this constitutes like 90% of what I post. my writing you say? yeah we're still working on growing the gonads to post about that consistently or at all :^)

Because I have so many thoughts, I just started a writeblr discourse series called Spilled Ink (tagged: spilled ink) so that I'm not just shouting into the void and can (hopefully) have people talk back to me and share their opinions

I am always down to talk! seriously. a message in my ask box will never fail to brighten my day so come talk to me about anything and everything.

« W I P S »

Again, unlike most on writeblr (I feel like such an oddball here sometimes), I do not have a trillion WIPs to list and advertise. I'm very much the person that prefers to focus on one WIP at a time. That said, I do have one main WIP and a side-WIP that I started out of spite (and haven't touched since):

My Dearest Enemy (YA literary fiction) | WIP intro | WIP tag | read on wattpad

a coming-of-age story about a 17-year-old aspiring artist whose artwork is deteriorating as she struggles to come to terms with the death of her father a year prior. as the story unfolds she meets a series of new people who force her to contend with the bleak reality she's settled for. the emotional journey that results opens up her world, and ultimately unearths a shocking truth.

Untitled Romance WIP (Contemporary fiction) | no tag or intro just yet

a story about a black female physician assistant living a life of self-sabotage as she jumps from one unfulfilling "relationship" to another. she's been convinced, by society and past experiences, that someone as "dark" as her needs to settle for any form of affection she can get. fairly tale love stories with happy endings don't happen to people like her. But when her crush from high school who unknowingly started her streak of self-sabotage suddenly reappears in her life, she has to decide whether it's worth giving him another chance.

#writeblr intro #writeblr reintroduction #writeblr #writing #about me #writers of tumblr #my wips

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