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rubyreduji · 9 months
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(Sending on my main so I can send the photos @cheolism) You wanted real svt hair opinions and I am here to deliver jj!!!!! I dislike Vernon’s current short hair with the teeny bangs sm. I’m not a fan of this hairstyle in general and I think most ppl who try it out look ridiculous, and unfortunately our Vernon is no exception 😭 I also didn’t like Jeonghan’s perm. I thought the curls were too tight and small, as opposed to seungcheol’s various perms where they look more relaxed. Hannie’s hair just reminds me of a French poodle akksksksn
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And jj!!! I LOVE your new theme sm!!! It looks so pretty fr I love the pink sm
no im so glad someone is talking about vernon's short hair because like I HATE IT im sorry but it's a canon event for the jj bias line to bleach their hair to filth and be force to cute it all off (it happened to woozi and its one of my least favorite woozi haircuts ajdfkl) it just looks like a great clips cut or smth im sorry
i don't think jeonghan's perm was terrible but also didn't love it either, like i liked his hair when it was straight better and the short + perm isn't bad, but the long + perm isn't my fav (there was the whole discourse of jeonghan vs jungkook perm and tbh i don't like jungkook's either so) but im not a big fan of perms in general
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kanej-is-superior · 1 month
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The Greeks would've easily won the Camp Jupiter vs Camp Half Blood battle. Not because of any logical, strategic reasons though. Its because they're batshit crazy
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forgetful-nerd · 1 month
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It's their mission to Indoctrinate every Leo they come across.
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starrysnowdrop · 2 months
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O wide open midnight sky, please
Carry my voice aloft
Far away where she waits
Lover's moon 🌙✨
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quick-catton · 3 months
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thinking about if oliver was actually telling the truth about his dad being dead and his family being a mess and being honest with felix from the start and they pull into the run down parking lot of a crumbling housing tower and felix has to sit in guilty silence as he realizes how badly he fucked up during the most uncomfortable lunch of his life and it's one of his first moments of self awareness about his saviour complex as he realizes maybe he did this more for himself than oliver.
and on the way home they drive in silence at first with oliver shaken up and pissed off and emotional, not responding to felix's quiet apology when they get back in the car. felix turns on the radio a bit into the drive and drops of jupiter is playing and felix almost wants to laugh because of course it couldn't be an upbeat song to lighten the mood. but by the end of the song they're both singing their hearts out and oliver is still mad and felix still feels awful but he knows right now oliver just needs stability and time to process and he can ignore the gnawing urge to ask for forgiveness until oliver is ready to do so.
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pocketramblr · 21 days
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I just had to paint it, since my phone really cannot capture the sight I saw today
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swordheld · 6 months
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hi! your blog is one of my favourites and i absolutely adore reading your thoughts. my grandfather recently passed away and it feels like i lost myself with him. how do i continue living after this? there is this constant weight on my chest and it feels like an emptiness has made a home inside of me. how do i go on when it feels like the world crashed on my shoulders?
hello, love! this is so very sweet and kind of you, and i hope you're treating yourself gently and kindly right now - there aren't words for a loss like this. that heaviness is difficult, and hard, and painful. it's okay if things don't feel okay, right now, or even soon - i think that's something that a lot of the people i know that have gone through similar grief feel: like they should be able to get back to a relative 'normal' in a [insert far too short period of time].
but it's okay if it hurts. that's where i'd like to start. you're allowed to feel that emptiness, that world-crashed feeling that goes beyond words, beyond time. don't feel like you have to rush this to feel some sort of better. things get easier with time, i promise you this, but sometimes painful feelings are important to feel, too. cry, scream, feel your emotions. they're a part of you. grieve.
it's perhaps a little silly, but when i think about death i always think about a couple of space songs: mainly drops of jupiter by train and saturn by sleeping at last. there are perhaps others that speak to the emotions better, but these two have always hit something a little deeper for me, and are popular for a wide-reaching reason.
and while personally i don't know much about grief like this, i do know a lot about love; and i think they're a lot of the same thing.
the people we love are a part of us, and this is why it takes from us so deeply when we lose them, because it does feel like we've lost a part of ourselves in the wake of it. but it's because they were so central to our experiences of living - our lives, that the separation introduces a hollowness - a place where they used to be. a home that now goes unlived in.
an emptiness, like you said.
but just because they're not here physically, doesn't mean he's not still there, in your heart, in your life, your memory. you can hold him close in smaller ways, as well: steal a sweater, or cologne/scent for something a little more physical and long lasting for remembering. hold onto the memories you cherish, the things that made you laugh, the ease of slow mornings and gentle nights. write them all down, slide a few photographs in there, go through it and add more when you miss him. keep them all close, keep them in your heart.
you're not alone, in this. he's still there, with you, it's just - in the little things.
he's with you in the way you see and go about your daily life, in doing what he liked to do, in the ways he interacted with the world that you shared with him. the memories you recall fondly when the night is late or the moment is right and something calls it into you like a melody, an old bell, laughter you'd recognize anywhere.
but i think, perhaps most importantly above all others - talk about him. with your family, your friends, his friends, strangers; stories are how we keep the people we love alive. the connections they've made, the legacies and experiences they've left behind, and so, so many stories.
how lucky, we are - to love so much it takes a piece of us when they go. grief is the other side of the coin, but it does not mean our love goes away. it lives in you. it lives in everyone who knew him, in the smallest pieces of our lives.
the people we love never really leave us, like this: they're in how we cook and the way we fold our newspapers, our laundry, in the radio stations we tune in to and the way we decorate our walls, our photo albums. they're in the way we store our mail, organize our closets, the scribbled notes in the indexes of our books. the meals we love and the drinks we mix, the way we spend time with one another. they've been passed down for generations, for longer than history - and we are all the luckier for it.
think about what you shared with him, and do it intentionally. bring him into your life, like this, again. whether it's crosswords or poetry or sports or anything else. if one doesn't help, try another. something might click.
i hope things feel a little easier for you, as they tend to do only with time. i hope you find joy in your grief, even if it is small and hard to grasp at first. know that your hurt stems from so much love that there isn't a place to put it properly, and that it is something so meaningful and hurting poets and storytellers have been struggling to put it into words and sounds that feel like the fit right for eons, and that it is also just simply yours. sometimes things don't have to make sense. sometimes they just are - unable to be put into words or neat little sentiments, as unfair and tragic as they come.
but i promise it will not feel like this forever. your love is real. and perhaps, on where to begin on from here - i think it's less on finding where to begin and just beginning. and you've already started. you've taken the most important and crucial step: the first one. wherever you go, after that, from here? you'll figure it out. you always have, and you always do. it'll come, as things always do. love leads us, as does light - and you're never alone in your hurt. in your grief, your missing something dear to you. i think if you talk about it with others, you'll find they have ways of helping you cope as well - and they have so much love of their own to spare, too.
as an aside, here is the song (northern star by dom fera) i was listening to when i wrote this, for no other reason more than it makes me think of connections, and love, and how we hold onto the people we love and how they change us, wonderfully and intrinsically. it's a little more joyous than the others i've mentioned, and plays like a story, and it made me think of what is at the core of this, love and stories and i am here with you, and maybe it'll bring you some joy, if you'd like it. wishing you all my love and ease 💛
#q&a.#birdsong.#wishing u gentle ease; the death of a loved one is near inexplicable to put into words and i hope you take care of yourself gently <3#i hope this will make u laugh: when i was a tiny child in middle school there were times i would go outside in my tiny suburban cul de sac-#in the rain and sing along to my lil ipod nano and i only remember doing this to drops of jupiter. can you imagine going out to get the mai#after a long day of work and you just hear this kid singing train in the streets. in the RAIN.... it makes me laugh like i really.#i really thought i was so cool and deep and emotional ghjkd but i find it v funny that i only remember it w/ that one train track.#and saturn just. it's my fav s.a.l. song for a reason. that slow violin opening? the piano coming in gentle and easy?#it feels like light. like hope. like something new - a dawn after the long dark. that beautiful things can begin again even where#it hurts. and there is nothing more human than a sentiment like that.#how rare and beautiful it is to truly exist. what it is to be alive and get to be here and live with other people. with those we love.#i think your grandfather was so lucky to be able to know you. to have you in his life for the time you had together.#i'm no spiritual person; but i like to believe when you're thinking about him? he's thinking about you too.#the second law of thermodynamics (physics nerd mode) is that no energy has ever been created/destroyed since the beginning of the universe.#so it has to go somewhere - it's that carl sagan quote of 'we're all made of stardust'. because we are. we used to be stars; planets; etc.#i think it's why i think of these space songs - because they're a part of everything; once more; when they go. us and everything else.
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neopuff · 3 months
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lunella/mel-varr // drops of jupiter
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kutpot · 7 months
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Can you imagine, no love, pride, deep fried chicken
Your best friend always stickin' up for you
(Even when I know you're wrong)
Can you imagine no first dance
Freeze dried romance
Five-hour phone conversation
The best soy latte that you ever had, and me?
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I really need to replay We Know The Devil one of these days
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rubyreduji · 8 months
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jj!!! Ur theme is so cute!!! I fucking love the aesthetic!!!!! It makes me want to change mine again keke I feel like u suit the rock themes sm? But that’s probably bc you had your red rocker theme when we first began interacting??????? n ig woozi = rockstar in my mind
NO BC LIKE real woozi is so rockstar but like im going back to the red soon bc i do have a brand (and red is my fav color) but yes i love music/rocker themes for my blog hehe
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raceispunk · 3 months
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the fact that Drops of Jupiter, a song about supporting your best friend and accepting the path they need to take through life even while loving them unconditionally, was playing when Matt and Foggy met
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godslush · 3 months
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I guess as part of the slow migration of stuff I can no longer rely on referring to TwiX for, here's a few more concepts from the Gothic AU. Most of the Stardroid stuff is @dahlia-the-nurd's business, but I've drawn a few, and we started working on some Second Numbers stuff. There's also more OC-focused art, but that's another can of worms and a little more personal.
Organized a bit weird here because my inconsistent aspect ratios are messing with thumbnail focus.
Pluto (the only SRN I was 'responsible' for coming up with backstory for) was a witch's familiar, a black cat who absorbed her moon-based magic and reincarnated through nine lifetimes, gaining more and more silver fur each time, specializing in fae shapeshifting. Being on his final life, he works for Sunstar and Terra as a manor guard and concierge of sorts.
I know very little about Jupiter, save he's a harpy living in the 'SRN' manor's tower, keeping watch with his corvid flock. Despite being a 'Gothic Horror' AU, the setting eventually branched into other folklores and mythologies, with the 'gothic' stuff being most prominent due to the focused region centering around the vampires' and werewolves' ecological origin point. The 'Stardroids' are a motley collection because they've come from all over the world.
Neptune is meant to fill the "Creature from the Black Lagoon" niche as far as the 'classic movie monsters' interpretation of 'gothic horror' goes, and lives in the lake/moat of the manor. Hilariously enough, he is also the manor's primary chef. A rare traditionally-drawn concept piece, but doesn't show off how he's usually caked in algae, and carries a big ol' hook.
Two pics of werewolf Sunstar, done in a far more 'clean' style, because we had just watched Castlevania, haha. Also, something about his design makes me want to go that extra mile.
The Second Numbers are all werewolves, with 'Wily' being one of the oldest; his inner circle of original converts being one of the more notorious 'packs' terrorizing the countryside from their base in a cave with a conveniently skull-shaped mountain face.
Metal is an anti-hunter, who masquerades as a woodcutter and carpenter going from town to town, weeding out threats and opening the towns to raids. Despite this, his initial conversion to werewolf wasn't exactly stellar, and he prefers the company of humans over other werewolves when possible.
Air, by contrast, was killed by hunters rather gruesomely, only to be subjected to an attempt at revival through dark magic. It worked, but he retained sapience - enough so to enact revenge on the hunters who did it. He can no longer revert to human form, but it's a small price to pay given his current reanimated state has a reputation for being nigh unbeatable unkillable.
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starrysnowdrop · 3 months
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Snowdrop Mage ❄️🌸
As I have been trying to develop Hali’s new magic job, I realized that the White Mage’s Liturgy of the Bell looks so much like snowdrops, Hali’s symbolic flower. I had to put a glam together for it, with the soft celeste green top representing the coming of spring and the white pants representing the snow still on the ground when the snowdrops bloom.
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lastoneout · 7 days
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"and did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?"
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cheolism · 2 months
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no bc if he can’t even get public service that means his acl is so much worse than we thought…
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