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dazai-ritualist · 23 hours
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“DO YOU THINK YOU’LL KILL FOR ME ONE DAY?” YES, OF COURSE I WILL, MY DARLING.
— manipulating yan!alastor + yan!vox was easy. after all, he’s a huge softie for you.
— lots of cursing + sex mention! (vox)
— lol!! after u read voxxy’s part, did u notice i said worse instaf of wordt? im super good at eng! 😈😈
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— yan!alastor
you’d been acting out at this club for some time now— breaking property, starting a fight, and even lighting a fire. that last one did it for the owner, he finally banned you from the place, kicking you out indefinitely.
unfortunate, since it was your hangout spot for all kinds of mischief. perhaps— just maybe, there’d be a way to weasel your way back in? or, if not that, at least make him suffer.
a sniff came from you as you teared up, wondering about where else to have your fun. “ohh, my darling, is something the matter? you can tell me, i’ll make that problem go away.” alastor said as he walked into the hotel’s leisure room, his hand patting your back.
you tried to get the words out of your mouth, but it was simply too hard to breathe with the tears that poured down your face. “take your time, my doe… it’s okay.” alastor cooed with a slightly patronizing tone, as if he was the one in control right now.
“s-some club-owner… h-he called me degrading names, and then… he kicked me out…” you frowned at alastor, sniffing every now and then. “my doe, what exactly did he call you?” alastor asked, his voice slightly losing the static as well as having a more sinister edge.
as you listed the names the man had ‘called’ you, alastor pulled you closer to him as his anger began to boil. “it’s alright, my darling. a club with an owner like that is not worth it.” he smiled widely, brushing your hair gingerly before he planted a kiss on your forehead.
“besides, you’ll never see this man ever again. say, what did you say the name of this club was?” he asked before you whispered the club name to him. “i see… well, my little doe, it turns out that i must teach this man a lesson.” alastor stood up as his anger manifested into his body, elongating his limbs.
“you’re gonna kill him on radio? just… be kind… no one deserves a painful death.” you frowned in fake empathy. that fake empathy which would motivate alastor’s anger even more. “oh, dear, you are just too kind for hell. this man disrespected your honor, it’s simply fair that he receives something equally as humiliating.”
his hand rested on your chin, kissing you one last time before he left to find this disrespectful sinner. “now, if you’ll excuse me… someone has to be taught some manners. i assure you, love, that i’ll return by… dinnertime.” he promised before heading out the hotel, prepared to rip this man’s soul out of his body and make an example out of him for any other sinner who even dares to disrespect his little doe.
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— yan!vox
are you the problem? nah, couldn’t be possible. if you were the problem, you wouldn’t have this lovely man as your boyfriend, now would you?
“ugh, then that bitch fucking unfollowed me! i don’t even know what i did to that fucker.” you sighed dramatically, frowning to your boyfriend through the facetime. “honestly, i don’t even know what you saw in her. you’re better off without, babe.” vox shrugged.
“and!! you wanna know the worst part?!?” you yelled out, face scrunching in pure dislike. “and what’s that?” vox asked. “that little bitch is yapping all over the city about you and i.” you rolled your eyes.
“ah..? she is? what exactly is she saying?” vox grunted as he glowed in anger. “she was ah… calling me your escort or whatever…” you scowled.
“tch, whatever! i’ll get over it— or, something.” you sighed, falling into your chair, as you closely eyed vox’s expression.
"aha... i'm glad you can let things go so easily, dear... now, i’d love to stay in call a bit longer, but i really have to take care of some important business right now." vox grunted, flying a quick yet lovely kiss to you before he ended the call.
okay, none of that happened— at least most of it didn’t happen. that girl... she was just pretty fucking annoying, always whining about how badly she wants to get fucked, jesus... close your fucking legs for once, yeah?
to be fair, on her own part, she was quite powerful. so, killing her yourself wasn't exactly a good option. instead, why not get your boyfriend to do it?
best case scenario, vox kills her, nothing else. worse case, vox simply hypnotizes her into selling her soul to him. ugh, imagine seeing that bitch's face everyday.
then again, you'd see her all sad and pathetic everyday cause she sold her freedom away.
either way, it's not looking too well for her.
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modawg · 2 days
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it’s so sad to me that nico like never learned how much percy tried to help him yk
like percy literally rounded up his closest friends after being the only one to find out nico was the son of hades and decided to at least try to give nico a chance to live his life when the kid literally just tried to kill him, his sister just died, and through everything percy knows hates his guts - like he took all that info and decided to make a suicide pack with his closest friends in order to protect nico when giving nico the prophecy would’ve been the most logical and honestly understandable thing to do
like genuinely do ppl realise how EASY it would’ve been to just give the prophecy to nico his ONLY living relative (other than hades) just DIED they could’ve been like “listen you take this prophecy give it 6 years you’ll be dead with your sister and literally everyone else you know and you’ll be a hero for it” instead even though percy has an entire life, people who love and care for him, and a future wife infront of him he takes it upon himself to DIE in 3-4 years how fucking BONKERS is that
he also almost abandons a WHOLE OTHER QUEST putting himself and annabeth in danger just bc dumbass nico is out doing god knows what in the labyrinth and ends up getting caught (he was doing smth i’m being dramatic but still)
could you imagine being percy your going to war (and from your perspective you’re going to die in the next week or so after methodically doing everything in your power to keep this other random kid who you think hates you from suffering that fate) that kid comes up to you with a plan so you trust him just do be stabbed in the back bc that kids father wants him to be the prophecy child even tho you’ve been mentally preparing yourself to die for the past like 3 years?? id jump that kid too if he randomly came into my deep dark prison cell trying to break me out and then shun him after all that
like i read the way nico talks abt percy and he just seems bitter all the time he’s like “psh percy and his fake friendship what a dweeb can’t believe i had a crush on THAT guy🙄” like you’d be dead if it wasn’t for his friendship gay boy
i want like 5 years into the future annabeth is sitting with nico one day and is like “lol yeah i remember that one time percy made us all pinky promise to keep you safe and we all thought he was dumb bc you hated him sm but he really just wanted you to have a good life and now look at you!! :)” and nico to slow turn to her “…what”
like to this day i get that nico was mad at percy for not protecting bianca and bc of his internalized homophobia or whatever but why not hate on the actual people who sent her on that quest rather than a random kid you just met who said he’d try WHICH HE ACTUALLY DID DO and not idk literally any adult figure who sent her into the fire to begin with
i just want nico to realise that percy is simply just a boy who literally wanted nothing to do with any of this and was trying his best to free nico of that same burden sigh (;_;)
like those two are the fattest example of a miscommunication held together by misunderstood betrayal
disclaimer this is obv dramatic and the prophecy definitely doesn’t work like that but like think abt it ok
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gin-juice-tonic · 3 days
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my mother forbade me to cut my hair short ‘cause i’m supposed to look feminine😀 i hate it when she puts it like that. anyway, do you have any hairstyle recommendations to make my long hair more bearable? OR hairstyle recommendations in general, in case i can't stand it and go get a haircut in secret, lol
There's lots of ways to have masc long hair. I don't know a lot of names of things, so I just picked pictures. And I don't know what your hair type is, so I just kind of tried to pick a Lot of pictures. How your hair will be read will depend on other factors too, like the things you're wearing, so keep that in mind also.
The first thing you could do is just grow it and grow it and grow it. It might be the last thing you feel like doing, which is fair. Though I did this in high school when I was forbidden from cutting my hair short with the attitude of "you want it long? FINE. I WILL GIVE YOU LONG." So I could at least smirk at my act of rebellion. This hair is reminiscent of metal bands, skaters and surfers, and 90s grunge.
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If you want to add to it, I think wearing a hat or other accessory can up the masc factor. In school or work you may not be able to get away with this though.
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I could not find any cowboy hat pictures, but that's also a pretty good look if you've never tried it.
The next thing I thought of was the longer hair of the 60s and 70s. Skip this section if you don't have straight-ish hair or don't want to straighten it. Tended to be more styled than the longer hair above. It might feel reminiscent of "feminine" styles, I suppose. But fashion is weird like that. It might help if you re-frame your thought from "feminine" to "old school"
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You may notice some of these guys have mustaches. Which is cheating. but it's the thought that counts.
For hair types that may lay a bit flatter than the above. This haircut is one of those cuts that has about a million names. You're better off just finding a picture of it.
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Keanu Reeves has also had quite a few flat-ish hairstyles as well
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This next one I don't see very often, but I think the low-ponytail is also a good masc look without having to cut your hair. And it's easy to combine with other hairstyles. May be worth testing out even if you get a different haircut.
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Last one, my favorite one, the one I'm sure was expected of me. The perfect combination of long and short hair. Everybody hop aboard the mullet train.
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Now you might be wondering. Why I have included a picture of Lisa Lisa. Well that is because I think her hair is extremely cool regardless of how feminine she wears it.
But also I am going to include some pictures of famous short haired women if you want to show your mom
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And I also want to include the butches from this tumblr post
Because theyre a good example of mullets, low ponytails, and wearing hats.
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Anyway I hope that helps
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newtonsheffield · 2 days
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while I know all the Bridgersibs are ultimately happy for Anthony (esp now that he’s less of a hardass because he’s distracted by his beautiful wife LOL) I can’t wait to see the look of exasperation on their faces the 1000th time they’ve seen Kanthony giggle and kiss like lovesick teens on a random Tuesday afternoon. I know Eloise is the snarkiest about it at least 😆
Oh they’re super happy for Anthony. There’s such a difference in him after he tried to burn down the entire ton to be with Kate. He’s calmer, he’s more relaxed and they all love Kate. They loved her before it was certain that they’d be married. They love how she rolls her eyes and ignores Anthony. They love how she has no shame in taking a sly little dig at someone who expresses their concern and delight to find her still in England.
“Well, Lord Bridgerton and I have decided that our marriage might work best if I were to stay in England. A distant marriage isn’t suited for us I fear.”
Eloise and Francesca found themselves hiding their laughter behind their hands very poorly as the other woman gaped at Kate who seemed entirely unbothered as she sighed.
“Girls, your mother is expecting us for tea, we’d better be getting along.”
“I think you’re who I’d like to be when I grow up.” Eloise said still laughing as they made their way down the street. “You always seem to be able to get things exactly the way you want them. Anthony told me many times I couldn’t have a dog as he wouldn’t allow one in the house. I found Newton on the sofa the other day.”
Kate scoffed. “I find the trick to dealing with your brother is ignoring him and doing exactly as you mean to any way.”
They love Kate. They love that she gets so involved in their family games, they love her.
But the thing about Kate and Anthony is… they’re also Kate and Anthony.
They’re always tossing one another smiles and looks across the room and they sit after dinner with their heads bowed together giggling at something or other. Some private joke between the two of them.
It gets to be a bit much some time.
“Oh please!” Benedict groaned one night at the dinner table as Anthony grinned at his wife beside him. “No more I beg of you!”
“Yes!” Eloise hissed, “Some of us, are eating.”
“Some of us,” Anthony said easing his eyebrows, “Should be thankful that their brother hasn’t mentioned the articles I found tucked into a book calling for revolution.”
Eloise fell silent but Benedict only tutted, appealing to Kate. “Kate, I love you. You know I do. I would… fight a duel over you with Anthony if I thought you’d have me.”
Kate rolled her eyes. “I doubt that.”
Anthony looked affronted, “Don’t tempt me.”
“If you’ve ever cared for me,” Benedict carried on, “Please, please go and sit at the opposite end of the table.”
Anthony scoffed, “I don’t think that’s necessary.”
“Who are you?!” Benedict hissed, “You used to care about propriety!”
Kate gave Benedict a slow smile, winking at Anthony. “No, darling. Benedict’s right, this isn’t proper.” She turned down the table still smirking. “Violet would you swap with me?”
Violet looked a little wary but stood and took Kate’s seat so Kate was sat at the opposite end of the table from her husband, the entire family between them. She cleared her throat, talking loudly enough that they all had to hear.
“As I was saying, Darling: You look very handsome tonight.”
Anthony grinned as his siblings groaned, “You’re right Benedict. I do prefer this.”
“Yes!” Kate called out, “This is much more proper!”
“Thank you, Benedict.” Eloise sighed, “Thank you for this.”
“This isn’t exactly what I meant, obviously.”
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al-of-the-stars · 3 days
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poly vees! poly vees! where everyone loves eachother
anyways, the vee's find themselves attracted to an imp!reader (maybe only one or two at first). i love the upper class x lower class dynamic ajhs
the imp was originally just trying to be a thief in peace and rob them, but they get caught in the process.
gn! reader is more desirable but you can go for a fem or male reader if you want!!
-🍋 anon
"Stole our hearts. (and our money lol)"
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A/n: Hi, 🍋! This reminded me a bit of Blitzo and Stolas from Helluva Boss lol Ik I said this before but I'm not too familiar with poly relationships so I'm so sorry if I got anything wrong! I did gn reader but I did mention reader wearing one of Velvette's dresses so I hope it doesn't make anyone uncomfortable! Hope you enjoy!!
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Imps were never respected in the hell hierarchy. How ironic that the ones who fucked up enough to get sent here are treated better than the innocent demons who never even got a chance at life in the first place. This was the reason you decided to become a thief. If no one was willing to hire the lowlife so that you could make an honest living, you would steal to live a comfortable life. You weren't a Saint by any means but you weren't evil enough to steal from your own kind, only people who either deserved it or people who could afford to be stolen from. That includes overlords, and more specifically, your latest victims, the Vees. They were known for their social influence on the residents of hell, but you didn't really care much since overlords only live in the pride ring and imps usually residents in Imp City in the wrath ring. That, however, doesn't mean you won't travel there and take their shit. You were currently at Vee Tower late at night. Everyone was asleep so you had the perfect chance to do your job and quickly scurry off, or at least that's what you thought, You usually work fast but that doesn’t take into account the time constraint of Vox’s new security system. The moment you touched the vase, a loud alarm rang and a few seconds later, Vox and his tired partners came up to you. 
“What do you think you're doing,” Vox said, his business smile faltering. Shit. You underestimated this guy's inventions. “Oh.. uhhh..” you were at a loss for words. What were you even supposed to say? ‘Hey I was about to steal this vase that you own’? Absolutely not. Luckily for you, they didn't seem to mind as much as you thought they would. Little did you know that every time you had stolen from the Overlords, they had known you were there. Although they didn't exactly appreciate you stealing their belongings, they had taken a bit of a liking towards you. Even when being mischievous little shit, you still had a sort of charm. Like when you were stealing one of Vox's newest prototypes and spent 10 whole minutes trying to figure out what it did before giving up and furiously putting it in the bag. Or that time you stole one of Velvette's dresses and before putting it in the bag you put it on, just for funsies. She had to admit, you didn't look half bad in her designs, maybe when you finally date them, she can ask you to model for her. And the time you tried to steal one of the blankets from one of Val's studios, which surprisingly sell for a lot. You hurriedly put it in the bag, trying to touch it as little as possible, who knows what things people had done in those blankets. They slowly fell for you one by one, maybe next time, they can finally ask you out. Once they give you the world, you finally won't have to steal their things.
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satoruluvies · 2 days
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to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die
being with suguru in his final moments. satoru cameo because satosugu <//3
can you tell i love angst lol
also im planning some smau for jjk men so stay tuned for that ;)
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“at least curse me at the very end” you'd heard suguru's meek voice say. this was it. this was the end.
suguru had made sure his family could escape no matter what, you included. he'd told you beforehand that this could result in two extremes.
one, he would be able to acquire rika, the special grade curse that was bound to a young student, yuta and continue with his plan to annihilate all non sorcerers.
the other being him failing to do so. in which case, he had planned a perfect escape route for all of you. unfortunately, the latter happened and you had to run away.
but no way in hell would you leave suguru behind. he was the closest to home you had. you made your decision ten years ago when you decided to follow him when he betrayed the jujutsu society.
he'd tried stopping you at first but eventually gave in seeing how persistent you were to stay by his side. although his methods were nothing short of horrifying, it was suguru. your suguru.
so you didn't regret your decision in the slightest.
“are you here to try and help or die alongside him?” satoru had noticed your presence as you stood not far from the both of them.
suguru's eyes widened as he saw you. he was weakly leaning against the wall, one of his arms gone and his body bloodied. the sight was hard to take in.
“y/n. what are you doing here?” suguru's voice was firm. you walked up to them as you heard suguru's breath hitch.
“leave.” suguru's voice was desperate now. but that won't stop you.
you crouch down to him and brought your hands upto his face, wiping off the small bloodstains as you could feel your heart visibly break.
“you know i can't do that” you smile. suguru turned away trying to blink back his tears and silence enveloped you.
“please.” his voice shook as he swallowed the lump in his throat.
“suguru i’m not leaving you. you can't get rid of me that easily”
he turned to you now, the tears he fought so hard to keep at bay were now streaming down his majestic face. you marvelled at the sight. how could someone be this beautiful.
“you were always so stubborn” he chuckled through his tears, you did too.
“still am. always will be.”
you pulled him into your chest, holding him tightly as his remaining arm wrapped around you. it's ironic to say how safe you felt now.
you turned to satoru as you nod, giving him the go to do whatever he was supposed to. suguru held your hand and smiled.
“what a way to go huh?” you laugh and nod. feeling content.
“i love you” you whisper as his eyes momentarily widened before his gaze turned so soft you could melt.
“i love you too”
and when satoru had done his duty, both the lifeless bodies of his best friends lie unmoving next to each other, their hands intertwined.
he sighs to himself with a heavy heart.
“maybe love isn't always such a twisted curse after all.”
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gluttonybiscuits · 2 days
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Simon "Ghost" Riley & Gen Z!reader Headcanons
I just wanted to have an excuse to write Simon as the brother I never had. And fuck it, slap the gen z humor onto it as well lol
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Content Warning: SFW under the cut, but minors and ageless blogs DO NOT INTERACT! (Platonic) Age Gap! Reader is implied to be between the ages of 21 and 25. Simon is implied to be between the ages of 34 to 39
Notes: GN!reader, no pronouns used except for "you", swearing, gen z slang and confused millennial noises, platonic relationship, reader and Simon view each other as siblings, Simon refers to reader as "munchkin", not beta-read
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At first Ghost was annoyed and skeptical on why a young person was able to join the task force
Lowkey salty because that meant your skills outmatch his when he was your age
It took a while for him to warm up to you, letting Johnny and Kyle flit all over you while he hung near the back to watch
You seem to click with Kyle the most, but Johnny is a very close second
Price is the one who requested Laswell to recruit you, so he was already vaguely familiar with your skillset at least
After deeming you fit for the team (in his head), his attempts at befriending you officially begun
At first he tried just. Standing next to you in hopes that you'll pick up on his vibes on wanting to talk
Obviously that didn't work
You were a little weirded out actually
You confronted Ghost about it (after steeling your nerves with Johnny's help)
Kyle, after you confided in him about Ghost's behavior, informed you that that's just how Ghost is whenever he needs to use his big boy words but doesn't know how
"He just needs a bit of help on your end," he coaxes with a kind smile, not afraid of throwing your superior under the bus
"He's a big ol' softie once you wriggle past his grumpy walls!" And promptly shoves you in the vague direction of your Lieutenant's location, which was the armory
You spot his hulking figure doing inventory for the upcoming mission, meticulously cleaning every rifle and sidearm he intends to use
"Sergeant," Ghost greets as soon as you set foot in the room, making brief eye contact before continuing his work. You mirror by stating his rank before sitting on a nearby bench, facing him. You two sat in silence for a few beats along with the sound of Ghost cleaning gunmetal being the only noise filling the room
"You wanna see a slice of bread falling over?" You prompt out of nowhere, causing Ghost to give you the stinkiest side eye. Although he stayed silent, you took note of the very subtle nod of his covered head and reached into your pocket to fish out your phone
Once you successfully find the video you were looking for, you angled the screen so he can see it clearly and wait with poorly concealed laughter for his reaction
His honey brown eyes squinted in confusion as he watched what you said would happen. When you heard the tell-tale sound of bread making a *fwap* on the table, you lost all control and howled with laughter, not needing to watch the clip yourself to have the full effect on you
Meanwhile your poor Lieutenant is sitting there wondering why this of all things got you laughing hysterically
Thus starting the weird friendship you have with him
"That audio has been looping nonstop on your phone for ten fuckin' minutes, what are you watchin'???" Simon complains from his spot in the recliner, aptly named "Ghost's Chair"
You stammer for a suspiciously long time trying to find a good excuse that will get him off your back. "Nothing?" You internally facepalm.
You see his mask crease above his eyes, giving you an unimpressed look
"Hand it over."
"No!"
"Munchkin.."
He had to wrestle the device out of your (surprisingly) iron grip, only to be met with a short video edit of a fictional character synced up with that raunchy music he kept hearing. He had to give it to the creator though as it was well made
He still smacked you upside the head
And confiscated your phone until the next briefing
"Wear your headphones if you wanna watch that shit near me," he grunts in feigned disgust
"You're just jealous you're not as hot as them!" You bite back with a cackle. He gently shoves your head away as he quickens his strides to put as much distance between him and you
Jokes on him because after dinner you barge into his dorm with way too much flair just to fart in his room
He just sighs and points a gloved finger to get out, not tearing his gaze away from the novel in his other hand
You give Simon the bird before flicking his ceiling light off and leaving the door open just a crack
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winterlogysblog · 3 days
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4KOTA FANFIC | Based from @crystaldrops20 's idea💡
I finally finished it lol
Note: My grammar still sucks so bear with me
Nasiens is tasked with one thing. One important thing, and that is, to bring Percival back. It's not a simple task, it's a quite complicated one that might take years to accomplish but Nasiens won't give up, producing medicine is the one thing that he knows and he'll do the best that he can to make the medicine that will wake him up. They took him to the Fairy Realm, it was Lancelot's idea, and Meliodas approved of it.
With Lancelot's guidance, they traveled towards the Fairy King's Forest with Anne and Donny tagging along. Lancelot seems quite familiar with the place which isn't too surprising since he's half-fairy. Nasiens is optimistic but nervous, he's presenting himself to royalty after all. Lancelot must have noticed this and reassured him. "Don't worry too much, you'll be fine in there."
"What is he even like?" Donny asked. "You mentioned him before, you said he taught you a few spells, right?"
"Yeah, Tristan even said that he made you your clothes," Anne added. "Which isn't really something he would do to just anybody given his status."
Lancelot sighed. "Might as well... You see, the Fairy King... he's my uncle."
"What?!" The three erupted
"It's not that big of a deal okay." Lancelot shrugged.
"What do you mean not that big of a deal!!!" Donny shouted. "This is really important information!!"
"Listen... don't think about it too much all right. Uncle isn't the type of person who cares about these things, and since you guys are my buddies I guarantee you he'll just make you call him by his name."
And true to Lancelot's words that is exactly what happened. And that is how Nasiens got himself into the Fairy Realm and it was filled to the brim with various things he could use, and it made him hopeful that he could actually do this. The Fairy King placed Percival inside the Cave of Whispers, he didn't get the chance to ask him the reason for this since he was still quite unsure of how to approach the monarch.
Everything is as it should be, he is given the opportunity of a lifetime to explore a realm that is perfect for his abilities and with a goal in mind, there is nothing that should stop him. During his time there, he made good friends with Tioreh, the Fairy King's youngest daughter and her other siblings seem to like him as well, except for their eldest. From time to time Lancelot would visit and would bring Anne and Donny with him.
"How's everything?" Donny asked him as they gathered inside the Cave of Whispers.
"The usual, although my experiments keep on failing." Nasiens lowered his head.
"Come on man. It's only been what? a couple of months since you got here. I'm sure there are tons of things you haven't tried yet, you'll find a way." Donny patted him reassuringly on the shoulder.
"How is it living here then?" Anne asked.
"It's fine. I'm still easing up on the whole thing. Sometimes, I still get quite nervous around them even though they're so friendly." Nasiens answered. "I got used to being with Tioreh though, I'm not quite sure about the others."
"That's good at least." Lancelot nodded. "Out of everyone, Tioreh and Belte are the easiest to get along with, Sixtus is a bit tricky but I'm sure he'll like you."
Nasiens can't help but chuckle. Lancelot turns into a different person when he's around his family, he gets so giddy and fun like he finally gets to loosen up a bit.
"I mean when I first met Sixtus you're the person who came to mind. You two are quite a lot alike." Nasiens said.
"Fair." Lancelot nodded.
"Mertyl doesn't seem to like me all that much, to be honest," Nasiens added.
"I guess I can see why." Nasiens heard Lancelot said. "He's always been so insecure."
"What would Mertyl be insecure about?" Nasiens asked.
"What?" Lancelot raised a brow.
"You said something about how you can see why Mertyl doesn't like me because he's insecure about something. I wanna know what it is about."
"I didn't..." Lancelot mumbled under his breath.
"Lancelot didn't say anything like that."
"I'm pretty sure he did, I heard him."
"Nasiens... You just read my mind." Lancelot breathed out.
"What?! You're joking, right? You're the one who can read minds around here Lancelot."
"I'm not kidding, I can guarantee that you just read my mind just then."
"All right, even if I did, how is that even possible?"
"Nasiens... have you been taking any Mullein pills since you got here?" Lancelot asked.
"Mullein pills? No. I haven't, and what that has to do with anything?" Upon Nasiens' answer, Donny and Anne were taken aback, a small gasp escaping their mouths.
"I've been giving these two Mullein pills every time we visit because the atmosphere of the Fairy Realm is toxic to humans, it causes dizziness and asthma if they're exposed for too long."
"What?" Nasiens gasped. "But how come I experienced none of that, in fact, my health actually got better ever since I got here."
Lancelot sighed heavily. "Oh dear."
"Lancelot... you know something don't you." Donny turned to the blonde but he stayed silent, his head stayed low. "Hey! Say something!"
Lancelot simply chuckled. "So it is true."
"Nasiens... you're smart, you could put two and two together, right?"
Nasiens lowered his head. "I'm... I'm a fairy, aren't I?" Anne and Donny's eyes widened. "How long have you known?" Nasiens asked Lancelot.
"I have my suspicions, The ability to be immune to poisons is quite rare for humans but is natural to the Fairy Clan, that was my first hint. But, you never exhibited anything else other than that so I suppose that was just a unique thing that you could do because of your magic." Lancelot explained. "Then... this happened."
"I see." Nasiens nodded.
"Hey! Don't be upset!" Anne rushed over to him. "No matter what you are, you're still Nasiens, nothing will change."
"She's right!" Donny added. "I'm sure Percival will say the same thing, know what I bet he'll be super excited to know that you're a fairy this entire time."
Nasiens smiled as they comforted him, truthfully, he wasn't all that upset, he was actually glad that he got to know more about his origins and slowly he gets to hear what's inside their hearts, he gets to hear their love and care for him.
"Lancelot! Aren't you gonna say anything?! You're the one who dropped this on him! Be a little considerate come on!" Anne scolded Lancelot.
"Could you two wait outside for a bit? I need to speak to Nasiens alone." Lancelot said, his voice low, his bangs covering his eyes.
"Don't give us that! If you have anything to say to him, you can say it to us! We're all friends here!"
"Fine." Lancelot sighed, slowly walking over to Nasiens as he spoke.
"I had another cousin, his name is Galehaut. I've been told that he was taken away, a changeling a prank, a stupid and cruel prank where a fairy and human baby were switched. Uncle and Auntie were absolutely devasted at the time, I couldn't even comprehend it myself but I was told that the fairy who did it wasn't a part of the forest, it was someone from the outside, which made it even more impossible to find him. They tried their best but they couldn't and they had to accept the fact that they ultimately lost their firstborn."
"Lancelot... where are you going with this?"
"Galehaut has brown hair and amber eyes, that's what I've been told." Lancelot continued. "Nasiens... when I first met you... you reminded me so much of my uncle." A small tear escaped Lancelot's eyes. "From the way you look to your determination to save the Gorge." Lowering his head he chuckled."It's crazy that I only realized this just now... I can't believe it has been you this entire time."
Nasiens is stunned. Lancelot, he's crying. He's overwhelmed with emotions, he can hear it, he can hear it perfectly. There are no lies to what he said, everything is true and genuine. A small tear fell from his eyes as well, soft sobs escaping him.
"I know you have questions, rightfully so, but I can't answer all of them," Lancelot said. "We'll talk this thing through with everybody, it won't be easy but... I'll be there. We're family now after all."
Donny and Anne were left dumbfounded by what just occurred, everything just seemed so crazy that it couldn't be true, but it was. For the first time, Lancelot is clean. Anne can see it, he's not hiding anything, and everything he has said is true.
Unbeknownst to them, some are looking in and listening in to the conversation. Two fairies, one boy and one girl.
"Hey! Did you hear that!" One whisper yelled.
"Yeah! So... Nassie is our brother." The other one responded.
"That's what Lancelot said, besides you heard all those rumors. They couldn't just come from anywhere."
"What about Mertyl then?"
"Come on! He's still our big brother, and I highly doubt this will change anything. Think of it like we'll have another sibling but instead of having a younger one we'll have someone older."
Amidst to their whispering, another voice joined in.
"What are you two doing here sneaking around for?"
The two fairies turned around and flew upwards in shock and held each other.
"Sixtus!" They cried in unison.
"Well... Tioreh is about to visit Nasiens and she mentioned that Lancelot would be here so I tagged along." Belte explained. "Then we just so happened to overhear their conversation and..."
"Sixtus... Nassie is our brother." Tioreh spoke softly.
"What!?"
"Dude, you must have heard the rumors right? You know about the name every elder refuses to talk about." Belte flew over to his brother.
"Galehaut," Sixtus spoke softly. "It's the name of Mom and Dad's firstborn."
"How did you know?"
"I asked Dad about it years ago, his answer did not match what his heart said. I don't know why they kept it from us but I suppose it's for Mertyl's sake. He has always been insecure about his standing."
"We heard it. Lancelot said it himself. Nasiens is Galehaut!" Belte shouted a little too loud.
"Hey!!" It's Lancelot. "Belte!! It's rude to spy on people."
"Now you've done it!" Tioreh glared at her brother.
"You too Tioreh!!"
Sixtus rolled his eyes and sighed. "Just go inside."
Upon entering, Tioreh and Belte hang their head low not wanting to see Lancelot glaring at them which he really isn't.
"Seriously." Lancelot raised a brow. "You too Sixtus."
"As if." Sixtus scoffed. "I'm the one who caught these hooligans."
"On a serious note, is it true?" Sixtus asked for confirmation and Lancelot affirmed it with a nod.
"I see."
"That's amazing!!" Tioreh cheered and flew over to Nasiens to give him a hug. Flabbergasted, Nasiens stayed still. "I have a new big brother!!"
"Come on man! Loosen up a bit!!" Belte laughed without a care in the world.
Lancelot just chuckled at his cousins' antics and Sixtus smiled.
"Don't worry, I'll talk to Mertyl." Sixtus said.
"Thanks." Lancelot smiled.
"Did you seriously just realize this now?" Sixtus chuckled, deciding to be a bit playful.
"Oh shut up! You guys didn't realize this too." Lancelot exclaimed.
"Well... I did." Sixtus smirked, flipping himself upside down.
"Me too!!" Tioreh added, clinging onto Nasiens.
"I mean, I kinda got it." Belte shrugged.
"Hah! Liar!!"
"What do you mean!! He looks a lot like them. Anyone would have guessed!!" Sixtus chuckled. "Especially me, I've been told that I'm the spitting image of my father."
"I still can't get that one." Belte shook his head.
"Uncle looks different when he's younger. Just imagine Sixtus with his hair and eye color and you got it." Lancelot replied.
"Quick! Change! I wanna see it." Tioreh squealed.
"What?! No!!"
"Do it!!" Belte insisted. "It's not that hard."
"Still a no." Sixtus shook his head.
"Sixty... Please..." Tioreh pleaded. "Do it for Nassie." She shoved Nasiens who is getting overwhelmed but growing comfortable with their interactions.
"Say something," Tioreh whispered into his ear.
"Uhhh... I'm curious what His Majesty looks like when he is younger as well." Nasiens said.
Sixtus stayed silent for a while until a small idea came to mind.
"Fine. I'll do it." Sixtus smirked. "But... Call him father first."
Lancelot choked out a laugh, falling on his knees, Tioreh let out a cheer of excitement and Belte gave Sixtus a high five.
Nasiens' cheeks turned red, the very thought of it made him so embarrassed he wanted to melt into a puddle.
"Do it Nassie!!" Tioreh shook him.
"Come on, it'll be fun." Belte clapped his hands.
"You guys are vile." Lancelot laughed. "You're gonna kill the guy."
As the commotion was going on, two figures stood at the entrance of the Cave.
"They all seem to be getting along just fine, there's no need to worry your Majesty."
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Baxter stood in his bedroom, smoothing out his jacket as he looked at himself in the mirror. He was feeling ... well, he was having a hard time understanding how he was feeling. There was a little bit of apathy, a little bit of dread. Some disappointment, some anger, but buried underneath all of that was just the tiniest little sliver of hope.
He was 18 now, and with adulthood came new responsibilities, his parents often told him. He'd be expected to take over the family business, of course. But more immediately, he'd be expected to marry. Not out of love, nothing as maudlin as that, but to someone his parents chose, someone who could help the family image, and most importantly, open up new avenues for his father's ventures.
His life was being decided for him, but that was nothing new.
As he straightened his tie for the umpteenth time, there was a knock on the door -- one of the servants peeked her head in and announced that his parents were ready for him.
"Thank you," he said softly, shooting a smile at the servant, who smiled back. He'd always made a point to be kind to the people his mother and father had tried to teach him were beneath him, both because he didn't think so and because he desperately wanted to be nothing at all like them.
Baxter made his way through the halls of his childhood home, in no real rush to get down to the dining room. That's where his parents were, dressed in their finest and fully prepared to wine and dine another couple that was almost as rich as they were. And that's where you would be.
"She's a fine girl," his mother had told him before she proceeded to list off your father's investments instead of any of your qualities. He had heard you were beautiful, so at least that was something.
But when he reached his destination and finally saw you for the first time ... well, "beautiful" was such a weak word to describe what he saw in you. You were ethereal.
He took his normal seat at the table -- tonight, it was the one right next to you. At that distance, he could tell that you smelled nice too, and when you smiled at him and shook his hand, he had the fleeting thought that maybe, even if just by accident, his parents had managed to do something nice for him by bringing you into his world.
Despite his initial attraction to you, the dinner was more than a little awkward. You hadn't wanted to talk much, it seemed, and attempts by the older adults to get a conversation started had all failed.
It wasn't until dessert was being served that you leaned over and asked him, just above a whisper, "Can I tell you a secret?"
"You can," he said, unable to hold back a smirk.
"I very much don't want to be here."
You said it so matter-of-factly that he couldn't help but bark out a laugh -- one that he quickly turned to a cough when his mother looked his way. After they went back to their own conversation, he leaned over slightly and said, "Can I tell you a secret of my own?"
"You can."'
"I very much don't want to be here either."
You smiled then -- the first genuine smile of the night. He wanted more.
Baxter made a show of standing up from the table then, and with a deep bow that had you stifling a giggle, he said, "Would you care to accompany me on a walk?"
He held a hand out to you, and when you took it, you curtsied to him -- a full-on actual curtsy. That may have been when he fell in love.
"I would like that quite a lot, sir, thank you," you told him, raising your skirt with your free hand and dipping down again.
His father complimented yours on your manners, but the twinkle in your eye told Baxter that you were being remarkably insincere. If he'd fallen in love before, he was head over heels now.
That night, as you walked through the gardens of his family's estate, you talked to him -- really and truly talked. You talked about your hopes and dreams, your past, how powerless you felt in knowing that your whole life was being decided for you. How nice of a surprise it was that somehow you'd been introduced to someone who knew every bit of how you felt.
It was silly, he knew that on some level. That a few hours with a person wasn't long enough to truly know them or to fall in love, at least not a love that would last for the rest of his life. But with you, he saw those gardens with new eyes. Things that had seemed dull and commonplace before seemed fresh and exciting. Things that had always seemed impossible felt not so out of reach.
At some point, you put your hand back in his. It was warm and comforting, and they fit together perfectly.
"Could I ask you a question?" Baxter said, pausing the walk to move to stand in front of you.
"You could."
"Do you believe in fate?"
By then, he'd seen you smile several times, but at his question, you positively beamed.
"I do," you answered. "And you?"
Matching your expression, he stepped closer to you, moving to place your hand on his shoulder as he put his own on your waist. You brought your other hand up to the back of his neck, toying with the strands of hair there.
"I do."
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not that other person (lol) but interested in your euphoria thoughts and don't see a tag for them in your archive - i couldn't really get into it myself, and from what i've heard it kind of goes off the rails in the second season, but what was your experience like?
i think sam levinson is a hack in a similar way to like sofia coppola and i would compare euphoria's sensibilities to the bling ring: lurid, shallow, pitying but also fearful of the teenage subjectivities it tries to depict. levinson's work is consistently motivated by an obsession with self-obsession and image; often his direction & marcell rev's cinematography use the camera to present the characters presenting themselves to each other, which allows him to double-dip insofar as he can condemn as shallow and self-centred the same visual language that gives his shows and films their appeal. he's bad at character writing but also flagrantly self-interested, which occasionally results in some flash of genuine intrigue like nate's subconscious fear of his father's sexual interest, and his subsequent interest in and abuse of jules and maddy. ultimately euphoria is at its least fun when it's an anti-drug psa or bemoaning the effect of the internet on teen sexuality (see also assassination nation) but these types of moralisation are pretty par for the course in the genre of "nominally teen drama" and having hbo money means it has some genuinely delightful cinematography, lighting, camera tricks, &c. everyone responsible for these aspects should probably get work with a director who's not a dipshit and levinson should probably be directing music videos or like pitching the daddy masculinity plot in the next paul thomas anderson film. in the meantime i do think euphoria hits highs sometimes: the carnival shots, the extremely self-indulgent conceit of lexie's play, the sequence of nate's dream about his father raping him, &c. like, sometimes tv being bad just rules you either see it or you don't
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spicesweet · 2 days
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good morning, girls⋆˙⟡♡
today looks like it'll be a gorgeous day! the birds are extra chatty around here and I bet they're all talking about the cool new sunflower that is about to blossom in a certain girlblogger's garden. I've never been more excited to see a plant grow in my life. it's so tall and strong and the pests just fucking love to eat it, but still it thrives like it's not even noticing it. I tried my best to keep them away with natural repellents like neem oil but still sometimes I'd wake up and an entire row of leaves would be nearly gone overnight. and the sunflower is just completely unbothered. oh they ate my leaves? I'll just grow a bigger one in like three days and keep on growing taller. let them have the older, weaker leaves down there; I'm up here.
there's a metaphor there, ladies, read into it.
today's farmer's market haul day, so you know I'm excited. as usual, I'm praying for the mushroom goddess to let me buy some fresh and gorgeous trays, if possible of multiple varieties. last time was a bit of a disaster on the fruit front so I'm hoping today I can make up for that and at least find, you know, some nice grapes.
today I'll also continue with my trial period of focusing more on muscle training than cardio for a while, and tomorrow I'm having another rest day. yes, another one! even though I hate them. but remember yesterday when I said I always feel and look thinner after rest days? well, I researched it a bit.
I found out that exercising everyday without full-day stops (like I had been doing for the past 3 weeks... lol) can create a stressful environment in the body which will harm the weight loss process and the muscle-building process as well. stress releases certain substances in the body that can interfere with the good processes that exercises bring, overcompensating in other areas, which means the body won't "focus" on building muscle tissue or burning fat tissue. this in turn causes exhaustion without results!
so I'm gonna add more rest days in my routine, one for every two days of exercise. I don't like it, but I'm gonna try it out and see if it helps, because I have been feeling more sore and tired than usual and I haven't been seeing results as fast as I was before. though I definitely haven't gained any weight, but hey, I'm here to see the numbers drop, not memorize them.
(buying a scale made me a little competitive with myself lol)
what are your plans for the day, girls? I hope you'll get through them all in time to rest and have some fun 𓆩♡𓆪
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it is all chaos and entropy. the thing is that the chaos and entropy make it beautiful and lovely.
yes, it's true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is terrifying. i have lived through some of the unfairness - i got born like this, with my body caving into itself, with this ironic love of dance when i sometimes can't stand up for longer than 15 minutes. i am a poet with hands that are slowly shutting down - i can't hold a pen some days. recently i found a dead bird on our front porch. she had no visible injuries. she had just died, the way things die sometimes.
it is also true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is wonderful. the sheer happenstance that makes rain turn into a rainbow. the impossible coincidence of finding your best friend. i have made so many mistakes and i have let myself down and i have harmed other people by accident. nature moves anyway. on the worst day of my life she delivers me an orange juice sunset, as if she is saying try again tomorrow.
how vast and unknowing the universe! how small we are! isn't that lovely. the universe has given us flowers and harp strings and the shape of clouds. how massive our lives are in comparison to a grasshopper. the world so bright, still undiscovered. even after 30 years of being on this earth, i learned about a new type of animal today: the dhole.
chance echoing in my life like a harmony between two people talking. do you think you and i, living in different worlds but connected through the internet - do you think we've ever seen the same butterfly? they migrate thousands of miles. it's possible, right?
how beautiful the ways we fill the vastness of space. i love that when large amounts of people are applauding in a room, they all start clapping at the same time. i love that the ocean reminds us of our mother's heartbeat. i love that out of all the colors, chlorophyll chose green. i love the coincidences. i love the places where science says i don't know, but it just happens.
"the universe doesn't care about you!" oh, i know. that's okay. i care about the universe. i will put my big stupid heart out into it and watch the universe feast on it. it is not painful. it is strange - the more love you pour into the unfeeling world, the more it feels the world loves you in return. i know it's confirmation bias. i think i'm okay if my proof of kindness is just my own body and my own spirit.
i buried the bird from our porch deep in the woods. that same day, an old friend reaches out to me and says i miss you. wherever you go, no matter how bad it gets - you try to do good.
#writeblr#warm up#i can't write rn but i have SO much words in here bc im reading the chorus of dragons books#(just started book 4)#and this woman's writing is just LIVING in my brain. let me out!!!#(i read roughly like 2-4 books a week usually bc i go on long walks with my dog but when a book is REALLY good like. it eats my life. )#anyway ...... so like here's a story that idk i've tried to explain to other people as being wild#but maybe im the only one who thinks it is wild???#so i play pokemon go (i just started in jan) bc i love pokemon and as i have mentioned i walk goblin for like an hour in the morning#and i don't like a lot of fitness trackers due to the fact it makes me .sad. but i also wanted the little digital rewards. enter pokemon go#anyway so they make you make friends to complete quests. so i used a reddit thread. i do not usually use reddit. i don't have an acct#i lurked. i just googled like ''pokemon go reddit '' and randomly added a bunch of numbers#i was on that page for all of 15 minutes. there are THOUSANDS of responses on that page.#here's what's wild: in that group of people. even though i am not on reddit and it was one random event once#it turns out one of those people lives in the town i live in. or at least very close. i only know this because#when we send each other gifts. it's from the same freaking area.#i can't ask them to meet up bc pokemon go doesn't have a messaging app lol but like . what are the fucking chances that#a random person posts in a random reddit thread and HAPPENS to get added by someone ELSE from their SAME TOWN#who by pure fucking CHANCE is ALSO playing pokemon go and looking for friends#i googled it there's only 42000 people in my broad region. the .......... smallness ! of the world!!!
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@stanuary Week One: Mystery
man of a thousand faces (or at least four)
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Bex's Top 20(+1) Songs of 2023
Spotify Playlists: Top 20(+1) ♡ Top 100 ♡ 2023 On Repeat (<- the unabridged favorites list [19+ hours])
tagged by @xiaojuun @dongkwan @hohowonho & @yangsminho thank you beloveds 💜
So I have learned that I am incapable of picking a reasonable number of favorites throughout this whole process and I even kept an extra song bc I wanted to make the gfx for it. Also the layout. But here are some of my favorites from 2023!
Some thoughts: I still don't know the purki members even tho I was OBSESSED with cabin fever. Busted top song of 2023? Multiple hags had comebacks this year & teen top's tt stood out to me when I was looking back (I don't count exo as hags even tho they are...)! Infinite's & tvxq's cbs were also really good! I still think knock knock by reve should've been the tt of chill kill. Loved my soloists in 2023 (jo yuri, kim sejeong, woodz, b.i, tabber, onew, d.o, kai). Several of whom were new to me. WayV may not be kpop, but their album was too important to me not to list. I joked that my top 10 was just the omy album, but it really was very good. EXO returned!! And we probably won't see them again until 2026 😭 Perfume best debut of 2023 /hj. I still don't technically stan the boyz somehow even tho I tuned in to all of their cbs this year and now know all the members. Also 🕯 pls let a.c.e drop a full album (as a full group 😒) in 2024 🕯and ilu everything I didn't mention but made the top 20. ok enough outta me 🤐
tagging (if you've already done this pls tag me!! I'd love the see it 🫶🏻 & if you're not a cc, I'd still love to see a list if you want to do one! 💜): @jwooyoung @lee-minhoe @bethereforme @possession1981 @honeydewtual @28reas0ns @sunminshine @sunghanbin @awek-s @jeonwon-wonwoo @zuhoz @kimsmingyu @jaebeomtual @okaysign @onmywayv @goblinvern @baekhyunonlyfans @wifehwa @flaredpantsagenda @haechannabelle @kihyunsgf @sunmisbf @neonsbian @wayvmp3 @duovxq @tipannies @pinktaeyeon @jftk @ninqz @nfly5 @talksaxy @baekslight @byunbaekhyunie I'm going off memory and definitely forgot people (I'm sorry🫣) but I think most people who are gonna do this have done this already anyway 😅🤷‍♀️
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puppyeared · 4 months
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people who do STEM or administration as a career full time and continue to do art as a hobby, I am scared of you but like in a hot way. youre like if we were allowed to have cold drinks in winter. i look at you and think of miles morales with his two cakes. do you want to make out sometime
#i say all of this positively bc i just! i cant help admiring it!! even if its mundane or not a big deal to you i seriously cant wrap my head#around it.. this is in no way at all meant to be condescending or anything. whenever i look at someones bio and theyre like oh im working#as a lab assistant biologist pharmacist realtor etc im like woag.... thats insane.. and then i peep your art tag and it knocks my socks of#how?? what lives do you lead??? im so curious. i seriously want a peek inside your brains someday. or at least shadow you at work lol#i cant help but feel sad when someone says smth like well i have to support myself and art cant do that for me. or maybe you were#pushed into pursuing a 'safe' career bc i hear it a lot. all of my relatives have the same story working as nurses and OFWs for the family#i think for me its not about missed potential but rather its being sad about making a decision to put your happiness aside to get by#ive tried so hard to do it but it didnt work out. i guess watching you guys do it is fascinating to me#or maybe youve made peace with your decision or actually like what you pursued but im still amazed!! it makes me wonder what made#you pick one over the other in that case.. is it like putting time for two different things the way you would for a schedule?? hmmm#im doing graphic design so i dont really interact with ppl in other faculties even humanities like sociology or childcare... so i cant help#wondering what it must be like as someone whos pursuing visual communication both as an interest and career#i seriously wish i could do smth like a desk job or even admin and maybe ill try that if this doesnt work. or i could look into trades#but dyscalculia already makes it hard to do things like cash and mental math so i get overwhelmed if i think about this too hard#yapping
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Day 21/October 21: Day of the Departed || Reminisce (??)
GRAHH ITS STILL THE 21ST SOMEWHERE i’m apparently using morrotober to try new things this one’s a new lineart brush that i’m sorta warming up to and the POSE and the BACKGROUND and the LIGHTING i’m surprised i finished this at all tbh. and also new morro design
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bg lineart and sword vs neither plus the green ghost fog thing i do basically if you zoom in really really close the lines aren’t smooth on the lineless bgs but icba the pedestal can be chipped or something. i kinda like without the sword and fog cause it gives him a more isolated feel yk (that was my original idea lmao)
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this one’s my attempt at funky mannequin hands
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