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evilmagician430 · 6 months

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boyfriends but awesome (and instead of a webtoon its an independent webcomic)

design notes and 3ds flipnote concept art below the cut

general notes abt their designs and what the comic would be like in my head:

>they dont have names in this version cause i think that was one of the good things they did originally. i imagine they refer to eachother as "that one" "the other guy" etc like the dhmis guys when talking about eachother.

>they are not in a defined romantic relationship with eachother because i think thats more interesting, the polyamory aspect would be kept (im not polyamorous btw so im not gonna try to write an established polycule) but its more vague in that they all kind of have a thing for eachother but also hate eachother and want to rip eachothers guts out. and theyre all roommates and bffs. if you asked them what they were the answer you would get would be "friends who are boys". they are the height of male friendship, hate, love, etc.

>instead of focusing on sexualizing them in strange ways and doing boring moe shit it would lean into the comedy aspect BUT NO MEMES OR LATE 2010S SLANG !! this was something i could not fucking stand when reading the original (if you couldnt tell by now i did used to read boyfriends. it was a regrettable time and in redesigning and overhauling them i hope to make something good out of this wasted period of my life) like even when it was current boyfriends always made memes feel.. out of place. like as soon as they said it it wasnt cool anymore. it was the unfunniest shit ever

>i wanted the characters to look less WHITE and also more distinct from eachother and also less young cause in the original its like the same twink 3 times in different haircolors and their Chad. said chad is the best character only by way of not being annoying. so yeah i'll be more specific later but none of them are white and i gave them all different eye and nose shapes and distinct physical traits and bodies etc.

>mostly i just did this cause the "nerd" and "goth" ones piss me off so bad like thats not real. thats not a nerd thats just a nondescript waify femboy with glasses. thats not a goth, thats a tiktok eboy. and i felt bad for jock being trapped in this comic. and the prep one i feel nothing towards hes the most accurate to gay preps irl because they really are that annoying. but i tried to make him a little interesting atleast. anyways

nerd - black, brony, always aggressively corrects the others when they state an incorrect fact, really into playstation eyetoy and obscure playstation games. insanely autistic. usually pissed off if hes not indulging himself in something he likes (yaoi, games, ponies, figures, etc). i just wanted to overhaul him completely to make him almost nothing like refrainbow's nerd because nerd type characters are always the ones i tend to see myself in and are my favorites but reading the webtoon that guy just pissed me off fr.

jock - 2nd gen chinese american, one of the things i liked in the original actually was when they sexualized the jock (probably cause hes the only one who doesnt look 14 in that comic) and his big tits. hes a very genuinely kind guy, not the brightest, has a voracious appetite, he also still bakes cause thats cute i think.

prep - he looks different here because i was originally going to make him white but i decided to make him a light/medium skintone black guy (he just wears a blonde wig and contacts). when companies make their pride month merchandise and advertisements this is the exact person they imagine in their head who is going to buy these products. hes a million percent one of those swifties who thinks taylor swift is secretly a lesbian. trust fund kid btw obviously. his only redeeming quality is that hes good at makeup. jokes in the comic are usually made at his expense.

goth - 1st gen latino american, specifically peruvian because i am a self serving motherfucker. hes a really big numetal fan and listens to like 2000s evil wolf amv music in addition to legitimate gothic. his face changed a little too between this and the final design. his outfit completely changed but its only because i realized everyone else was dressed for relatively warm weather so it wouldnt make sense for him to be wearing multiple layers of black. if i do cold weather outfits for them id def reuse this look for him. hes still trans but i think all of them are in my version. also they dont use labels for their sexual/rom orientation. except prep hes homosexual gay.

congratulations for reaching the end of this incomprehensible bullshit 👍 hope someone enjoys this but idrc if its just for me either

#images that are horrid to see and look at #mspaint #boyfriends #boyfriends webtoon #boyfriends redesign #redesign #character design #boy-friendz #nerd guy #jock guy #prep guy #goth guy #boyfriends slander

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everythingwasnormalhere · 2 days

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Okay okay so I’m not sure if anyone’s asked this but do you have any cool facts/headcannons about the characters that you’d like to share?

hmm idk if you mean them in general or the DPau specifics? assuming it's my main au but if not just tell :D

every piercing the characters have? you can assume kenny made them and you'll almost surely be right XD

butters and stan were in the goths at the same time at one point :3

ike joined the goths like a month after stan left them, tricia and karen literally dragged him out of there ("stop corrupting our computer nerd you assholes!")

firkle still hangs out with TaTI (tricia and those idiots) even after that XD

butters craig and kenny = autistic communication

bebe = straightest-looking lesbian queen

wendy = aroace icon

plural cartman canon ( @richierambles your fucking cult 😔 /aff )

carol (paraguayan) and laura (peruvian) used to share tea in spanish when their kids were little, due to this craig and kenny had playdates often :) this eventually stopped tho :(

timmy gets an AAC on his teens and he's suddenly one of the kids who cuss more in the whole school (slay)

he gets in trouble with PC principal for saying the c and r slurs (timmy like ".-. dude u dumb fr")

most of the CD songs are sung by stan but butters has sung 3, jimmy 1 and kenny 2 :)

jimmy often helps with the lyrics but he doesn't like singing as much

ike plays baseball at some point

death-caused chronic pain kenny!!!

kenny likes drawing :3

butters and heidi being vent buddies (they both fucking hate cartman)

karen stealing kenny's parka when it doesn't fit anymore

late night calls between stan and kyle<3

actually stan just texting/calling kyle whenever he can't sleep

clyde becoming a bit insecure about his weight since when he's selected as the 2nd fattest kid in school

autistic craig

creek hanging out in a gap under the stairs at school when either of them gets overwhelmed

clyde venting to tweek about stuff (mainly his mom's death but a bit of everything) and tweek being surprisingly good at listening<3

jimmy being friends with literally everyone at school

nichole being the same (legally impossible to hate her<3) (inspired by my incredibly nichole-coded classmate)

tolkien, stan, red, wendy and craig play Brawl Stars because i say so :3

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haumeazzz · 4 months

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Headcanons for my babies while im suffering art block

Karen

Has a tooth gap

Freckles, mostly on her arms and back

She has a lot of hand-me-downs from her brothers

Overly kind to people, sometimes it benefits her other times it doesn't

She cried when/if she found out Mysterion wasn't "real"

Bullied

Sensitive

Everyone else around her cusses but the moment she does she gets in trouble

Kinda the only person who can tolerate Tricia's attitude

Tricia

Her cat was the reason of stripe #2's death

Prefers animals over people (except rats)

In the counselor's/principal's office a lot (like Craig in the earlier seasons

Most the time she communicates through flipping people off (she gets mad when people don't understand what she means)

Her mom taught her and Craig Spanish/Español but Tricia forgot most of it (i am here for the Peruvian Craig headcanon)

Sometimes people forget about her

On floptok

Listens to Taylor Swift

Nuerodivergent

Firkle

His hair isn't naturally black

His parents are usually working (they're lower middle class)

He sees the Goth Kids as a second family

Got his first piercing at 7

He actually really loves his parents but doesn't show it in fear he'll be seen as less goth

Actually half asian (idk what though yet)

His first friend his age was Ike

Really sneaky

Likes spending the night at other peoples places

Ike

Has a gaming channel

Mature for a kindergartner

Firkle called him a pussy for vaping

He met Karen because Kenny brought her to Kyle's house once

Has played a sport for school sooner or later

Dragged his brother to the fnaf movie

Pretty liked until he gets to political

He needed glasses since the age of 3 but didn't get any till 10 (he hated them)

When he did develop the Canadian accent everyone he knew (excluding his mom) gave him shit for it

OK, are these good? i kinda wanna hear other peoples headcanons for them. But i'll probably be done suffering artblock in a while (not that anyone cares)

#fml #south park #karen mccormick #tricia tucker #ike broflovski #firkle smith

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dear-indies · 3 months

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i was planning to use Star Slade for an oc but they deleted their instagram ... can i get some alts? she's in her mid 20s, would prefer that they're indigenous (indigenous + asian would be great but im open to anything) and have alternative / goth vibes! ty

The only Indigenous and Asian faceclaims I know if in/around that age range:

Chase Sui Wonders (1996) Tahitian, Chinese, Japanese / Unspecified White - her Generation resources could work!

Morgan Holmstrom (1997) Metis of Cree descent / Sambal Filipino, Ilocano Filipino.

Amber Midthunder (1997) Hunkpapa Lakota Sioux, Hudeshabina Nakoda Sioux, Sisseton Wahpeton Oyate Dakota Sioux, Norwegian / Thai-Chinese, English.

Ava Jules (2000) Kānaka Maoli, Filipino, Portuguese, Italian.

Stephanie Poetri (2000) Patawomeck, Irish, Scottish, English, French, German, Swiss, Dutch / Minahasan Indonesian, Batak Indonesian, Chinese.

Indigenous face claims that could work / have alt vibes:

Sky Ferreira (1992) Brazilian [Portuguese, possibly other] / Ashkenazi Jewish, Ojibwe, Cree, Chippewa Cree, Cheyenne, White - has Chronic Lyme Disease - has been in the industry for a while so has a bunch of younger roles/resources.

Kawennáhere Devery Jacobs (1993) Mohawk - is also queer - has a younger role in The Sun at Midnight.

Hannah Marks (1993) Muscogee, White / Ashkenazi Jewish, Sephardi Jewish - in Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency.

Na'ku'set Gould (1995) Mi'kmaq, White - was around 21 at the end of Degrassi if I can math.

Coty Camacho (1995) Mexican [Mixtec and Zapotec] - is pansexual.

Tia Wood (1999) Plains Cree, St'at'imc, Whonnock.

Sivan Alyra Rose (1999) Afro Puerto Rican, Creole / Chiricahua Apache - is genderfluid (they/she).

Anna Lambe (2000) Inuit - is bisexual.

Paulina Alexis (2000) Nakoda Sioux.

Renata Flores (2001) Peruvian [Quechua].

Ava Raine (2001) Samoan, Black Nova Scotian.

Quannah Chasinghorse (2002) Hän, Gwich’in, Sicangu Oyate Lakota Sioux, Oglala Lakota Sioux.

Hope this helps!

#fc help #rph #rpc

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itlovesinthewoods · 6 months

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ILITW!MC Profile

I saw quite a few MC character profiles floating around and decided to make my own. And ofc I made it for MC of all-time.

More headcanons under the cut

-ENFJ, 6w7

-Dating Noah Marshall

-He has a Peruvian Father and Indian (Tamil specifically) Mother

-Doesn't have a super close relationship with parents. He loves them of course, and vice versa but they're often busy and don't have much time for him. Even apart from that, they struggle to understand him and he gets the impression that they're disappointed in how he turned out.

-Is clever, intuitive and quick-witted and has picked up many skills (first aid, hair-dressing, photography, sewing, sketching) but has never truly excelled in any particular area and lacks academic intelligence

-Lacks passion which is a source of insecurity for him and feels he'll never get anywhere in life

-Loves gifts, both giving and getting, and really gets into trying to select the perfect gift for friends

-Alternates between soft grunge and goth aesthetic, and is rather particular about clothing

-has dyed hair several times and experimented with different hairstyles, to the point most people forgot how it actually looks. After ILW, he finally let's it grow out

-Has multiple piercings (tongue, eyebrows, navel, several on ear, including helix, industrial and tragus)

-Has several beauty marks scattered across face and dimples

-Has a nice singing voice and has performed small-time gigs, but doesn't consider it seriously

-Had a small crush on Noah when they were younger which dies out after Jane's death (although some feelings resurface after they become friends again)

-Alternatively, every friend except for Lily, has had a crush on Devon at some point. They revealed this during a game of Never Have I Ever, and joke it's basically a rite of passage

-When Jane died, a kid joked about her death, implying that one of Devon's friends killed her, which led to Devon punching them and being suspended for a week. That incident cemented him as a social outcast and his peers completely stopped interacting with him afterwards

-Has a savior complex where he thinks it's his duty to save everyone, and take on any hurt if it meant sparing others. However, this leads to him having little regard for himself and often deciding what's the best for others even if they wouldn't want him to be hurt on their behalf

-Stubborn, sarcastic and sharp-tongued, all traits which get him into trouble, or make troublesome situations even worse. Can best be described as a 'would look Death in the face and spit at it' type of person

-More in tune with others' feelings than his own, always knowing just what to say and is great at giving advice. However, can often be hypocritical in this regard (example: telling Noah he can't blame himself for Jane's death)

-Chose to become the shadow monster both because he felt like he needed to make up for not saving Jane in the past and Noah needed to live, in his eyes, actually live and become someone more than the brother of a dead girl

-Has multiple scars, on his wrist and neck from his encounter with Redfield!Jane, a shallow but long cut from when possessed!Noah tried to kill him, and some marks that appeared after his resurrection

-has a rather weak heart post-ressurection (due to died by heart-related reasons by Jane)

-Has a rather messed up sleeping schedule, which only becomes more shitty post-resurrection

-Jocelyn and Devon had a tense relationship even after ILW, but slowly became more civil and friendly after a few months of working together.

-Apart from Noah, ILW!MC and Connor, Devon gets along most with Lincoln due to being rather similar (both didn't/don't go to college, have a similar sense of humor, Lincoln gives him advice on how to control power). Lincoln also did several tattoos for Devon (tree branches on shoulders, Noah's name on wrist)

-He and Noah aren't sure they'd ever actually marry, that they're already partners in every way they can be and don't need a ceremony for it, but that doesn't mean it's not a possibility in the future

-Likes: The woods, friends, trying out new things, Noah's cooking, collections, animals, music, podcasts, rain, jewelry and accessories

-Dislikes: Bullies, loneliness, cooking, closed spaces, certain fashion trends, over-thinking, fights, strange textures, studying

#ilitw!mc #playchoices #pixelberry #choices #ilitw #it lives in the woods #it lives anthology #it lives #it lives series #ilw #it lives within #noah/mc #noah x mc

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thepancakewitch · 30 days

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All Fic Ideas

can't have SHIT anymore!!!!

Fic ideas

KLK

Aikuro x Momoko x Tsumugu

Gamagoori x Momoko

Toriko

Coco

Sunny

Bedazzle suit

Zebra

Brunch

Electric….

Komatsu

Befriending, smooch

Nono

Also befriending, smooch

Starjun

smooch

Midora

TO N G U E

Jujutsu Kaisen

Mahito

Centipede form

Human form

Curse filling

Impregnation

Also tongue… is this a curse thing?

done - >

Sukuna

Non con

Sleepwalker

Tongue…. Sigh

He looked up, eyes focusing in. "You're awake? Good."

Fist of the North Star

Toki cures depression

Shin picks out something for you, modern AU maybe?

Kengan Ashura

Rihito takes you to Tokyo Destiny Land

Reams you in the bathroom - RECENTLY CLEANED

Xia Ji Gets Owned

Dorohedoro

Risu……..

Risu cums on you

Risu more like UR MY SUGAR MOMMYsu

Fujitora

You want to be My partner?

FF7

I am not and will not fuck Hojo but unfortunately I will

tes

Ancano and Llrium

MHA

Bimbo reader x Shigaraki

Uh oh my like, ex bf Keigo is over there??? Quick be my bf in this mall

Naruto

Heavenly Peach Banquet - Momoko x Family

House of Red Clouds - Reader x Akatsuki

One Piece

Condor - Reader x Peruvian Rosicante Donquixote

Idiot llama herder

Tímido Dino - Reader x Cubano X Drake - Diez Drake

Meet him at college, he’s floored you recognize he’s latino, complains about it…..

H o r n iiiii ( fog horn noise )

Mexican Perona - the mall goth

Mexican Law - adopted in by Rosicante

Argentine Robin - studies up in the andes

Colombian Nami - heart breaker

GENDERFLUID*~* Brazillian Sanji - OUDRI KANDA LAIHAI

https://twitter.com/saintdevour/status/1381967022011998209?s=20

Mixed Dominican Katakuri ( i see big mama being european, like Germanic or something )

Panamanian Cavendish - tu quieres!? Si si estoy bonito!

Resident Evil 8 - Village

Inner Workings - Heisenberg experiments on ReaDER HHAHA FNNI 0_0 haha wouldnt that be so funny!!!!!!

Alicia turns you into a husk!!!

Ace Attorney

Modern AU - barok the english professor has no time for you

Scoffs at your twilight but then talks about team jacob

Bends you over the desk to fuck you because idk that has to be a staple

Wine mom

Hunter X Hunter

Illumi uses a magic wand on you and is like :| i wanted to see your reactions

#Mabel Writes #Mabel's List

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heysawbones · 1 year

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coming back from reno has me thinking: what was your hometown like? like, what stands out as unique to you? what weird quirks does the city itself have, etc. i hope this makes sense

Houston was unique in that

1. people are super friendly where I grew up: not greeting people you see on the street would be seen as rude. Houston is huge though, so I can’t speak for like… rich people neighborhoods. San Antonio was similar; Seattle is weird but the “Seattle freeze” is a known phenomenon

2. ethnicity was viewed differently, at least in my part of town. even if you didn’t speak the same language, the biggest differentiating factor seemed to be class (unless you were Korean). I feel like I was both privileged to experience this, and weirdly disadvantaged by it because it’s so different up here in the northwest and I’m still not used to it. here I’m supposed to pretend I don’t notice politics between ethnic groups while at the same time dismissing color blindness, expectations which seem mutually exclusive. There was no such expectation growing up, which makes sense because if you couldn’t at least see and sort of understand, you couldn’t be friends with people because they/their families would think you were stupid. My friends growing up were mostly Peruvian, Mexican, and Korean. None of their families would have tolerated northwestern whiteness, and in retrospect I have a lot of respect for it because pretend blindness is so worthless and shortsighted. It doesn’t bring people closer. It’s just people pretending they don’t See Things, and is pretty insulting IME.

3. Access roads are “feeders”

4. Wealthy businessmen downtown Legit did walk around in cowboy boots, bolero ties, and Stetson hats

5. Astroworld

6. the fine art community was as homegrown as such a thing can possibly be in the US, and you could be folded into it just by accidentally showing up for the right Vampire: The Masquerade LARP at the right goth/industrial club. I almost lived in a coffin factory on account of this

7. It’s super hot and that’s just normal. It’s so normal. All homes are required to have central AC by law, because people die en masse otherwise. That doesn’t mean a slumlord adheres to the spirit of the law here; a lot of places I lived got around this by controlling the thermostat in the main office. I spent a summer naked playing Wild Arms 3 because it was 110 and the office wouldn’t turn the air on

8. If you aren’t fluent in Spanish, you absolutely WILL NOT get a job at McDonald’s in a lot of Houston

#blah blah blah #Houston

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thecrowthatdraws · 1 year

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South Park Olympics About Me :]

Name: Crow

Pronouns: It/ It’s

Favorite Characters: Craig Tucker, Stan Marsh, Kenny McCormick, Clyde Donovan, Tweek Tweak, Bradley (Cartman Sucks), Ike Broflovski

Favorite Ships: Style, Creek, Kenjorine/ Bunny, Bendy, Jimed (Jimbo x Ned), Pike (Pete Thelman, Mike Makowski), Jimmy x Timmy x Nathan, Kevelly (Keven McCormick x Shelly Marsh), Henrietta Biggle x Heidi Turner,

Favorite Headcanons: Hispanic Stan, Peruvian Craig, Nonbinary Stan, Genderfluid Kenny, Trans Man Kyle, Trans Girl Butters (Marjorine)

AU’s/ Tropes: SOT, Monster AU’s (werewolf/ merperson Stan, vampire/ satyr Kyle, etc), Pirate AU, Highschool/ University, Domestic life, Band AU, Blind Stan AU (my au lol), Pokémon Trainer AU, pretty much anything really :]

BROTP’s/ Friendships: Stendy, Stylenny, Staig, Stan and Tweek, Stan and Jimmy, Crenny, Stutters, Stenny, The Goth Kids, The Girls, CATG

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countess-of-edessa · 2 years

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I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic. I'm EMO, so I MUST cut my wrists. I'm a NEGRO so I MUST carry a gun. I'm BLONDE, so I MUST be a ditz I'm JAMAICAN so I MUST smoke weed. I'm HAITIAN so I MUST eat cat. I'm ASIAN, so I MUST be sexy. I'm JEWISH, so I MUST be greedy. I'm GAY, so I MUST have AIDS. I'm a LESBIAN, so I MUST have a sex-tape. I'm ARAB, so I MUST be a terrorist. I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a bitch. I'm a GAY RIGHTS SUPPORTER, so I WILL go to hell. I'm a CHRISTAN, so I MUST think gay people should go to hell. I'm RELIGIOUS, so I MUST shove my beliefs down your throat. I'm ATHEIST so I MUST hate the world. (Atheism is considered a religion.) I don't have a RELIGION, so I MUST be evil and have no morals I'm REPUBLICAN, so I MUST not care about poor people. I'm DEMOCRAT, so I MUST not believe in being responsible. I am LIBERAL, so I MUST be gay. I TAKE (or used to take) ANTI-DEPRESSANTS, so I MUST be crazy. I'm a GUY, so I MUST only want to get into your pants. I'm IRISH, so I MUST have a bad drinking problem. I'm INDIAN, so I MUST own a convenient store. I'm NATIVE AMERICAN, so I MUST dance around a fire screaming like a savage. I'm a CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be a whore... I'm a DANCER, So I must be stupid, stuck up, and a whore I wear SKIRTS a lot, so I MUST be a slut. I'm a PUNK, so I MUST do drugs. I'm RICH, so I MUST be a conceited snob. I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be a goth or emo. I'm a WHITE GIRL, so I MUST be a nagging, steal-your-money kind of girlfriend. I'm CUBAN, so I MUST spend my spare time rolling cigars. I'm NOT A VIRGIN, so I MUST be easy. I FELL IN LOVE WITH A MARRIED MAN, so I MUST be a home-wrecking whore. I'm a TEENAGE MOM, so I MUST be an irresponsible slut. I'm POLISH, so I MUST wear my socks with my sandals I'm ITALIAN, so I must have a "big one". I'm EGYPTIAN, so I must be a TERRORIST! I'm PRETTY, so I MUST not be a virgin. I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S, so I MUST have no social life. I DYE MY HAIR CRAZY COLORS, so I MUST be looking for attention. I DRESS IN UNUSUAL WAYS so I MUST be looking for attention. I'm INTO THEATER & ART, so I MUST be a homosexual. I'm a VEGETARIAN, so I MUST be a crazy political activist. I HAVE A BUNCH OF GUY FRIENDS, so I MUST be screwing them all. I HAVE A BUNCH OF GIRLS WHO ARE FRIENDS, so I MUST be a player. I have Big BOOBS, so I MUST be a hoe. I'm COLOMBIAN, so I MUST be a drug dealer. I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser. I'm RUSSIAN, so I MUST be cool and thats how Russians roll. I'm GERMAN, so I must be a Nazi. I hang out with a GAYS, so i must be GAY TOO I'm BRAZILIAN, so I MUST have a BIG BUTT. I'm PUERTO RICAN, so I MUST look good and be conceited I'm SALVADORIAN, so I MUST be in MS 13 I'm POLISH, so I MUST be greedy I'm HAWAIIAN so I MUST be lazy I'm PERUVIAN, so I MUST like llamas Im a STONER so I MUST be going in the wrong direction Im a VIRGIN so I MUST be prude

Im STRAIGHT EDGE so I must be violent. I'm a FEMALE GAMER, so I MUST be ugly.. or crazy. I'm BLACK so I MUST love fried chicken and kool-aid. I'm a GIRL who actually EATS LUNCH, so I MUST be fat. I'm SINGLE so I MUST be ugly. I'm a SKATER so I must do weed and steal stuff I'm a PUNK so I must only wear black and date only other punks I'm ASIAN so I must be a NERD that does HOMEWORK 24/7 I'm CHRISTIAN so I MUST hate homosexuals. I'm MIXED so I must be screwed up. I'm MUSLIM so I MUST be a terrorist. I'm in BAND, so I MUST be a dork. I'm BLACK so I MUST believe JESUS WUZ A BROTHA I'm MORMON so I MUST be perfect I'm WHITE and have black friends so I MUST think I'm black I'm GOTH so I MUST worship the devil I'm HISPANIC, so I MUST be dirty. I'm NOT LIKE EVERYONE ELSE, so I MUST be a loser. I'm OVERWEIGHT, so I MUST have a problem with self control. I'm PREPPY, so I MUST shun those who don't wear Abercrombie & Hollister. I'm on a DANCE team, so I must be stupid, stuck up, and a whore. I'm YOUNG, so I MUST be naive. I'm RICH, so I MUST be a conceited snob I'm MEXICAN, so I MUST have hopped the border. I GOT A CAR FOR MY BIRTHDAY, so I MUST be a spoiled brat. I'm BLACK, so I MUST love watermelon I'm BI, so I MUST think every person I see is hot.

I'm an ASIAN GUY, so I MUST have a small penis. I'm a GUY CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be gay. I'm a PREP, so I MUST be rich. I don't like the SUN so I MUST be an albino. I have a lot of FRIENDS, so I MUST love to drink and party. I wear tight PANTS and I'm a guy, so I MUST be emo. I couldn't hurt a FLY, So I MUST be a pussy. I support GAY RIGHTS, so I MUST fit in with everyone. I hang out with teenage drinkers and smokers, so I MUST smoke and drink too. I have ARTISTIC TALENT, so I MUST think little of those who don't. I don't like to be in a BIG GROUP, so I MUST be anti-social. I have a DIFFERENT sense of HUMOR, so I MUST be crazy. I tell people OFF, so I MUST be an over controlling bitch. My hair gets GREASY a lot, so I MUST have no hygiene skills. I'm DEFENSIVE, so I MUST be over controlling and a bitch. I'm a NUDIST, so I MUST want everyone to see my boobs. I read Comics, so I MUST be a loser. I hang out with a FORMER PROSTITUTE.. So I MUST be a whore myself. I'm TEXAN so I MUST ride a horse I’m a GOTH, so I MUST be a Satanist I’m a CROSSDRESSER, so I must be homosexual. I draw ANIME so I MUST be a freak. I am a FANGIRL so I MUST be a crazy, obsessed stalker. I WATCH PORN so I MUST be perverted. I'm an ONLY CHILD so I MUST be spoiled. I'm INTELLIGENT so I MUST be weak. I am AMERICAN so I MUST be obese, loud-mouthed and arrogant. I'm WELSH so I MUST love sheep I’m a YOUNG WRITER, so I MUST be emo. I’m CANADIAN, so I MUST talk with a funny accent. I'm a GUY, so I MUST ditch my pregnant girlfriend. I'm CANADIAN, so I MUST love hockey and beavers. I'm DISABLED, so I MUST be on Welfare. I'm a FEMINIST, so I MUST have a problem with sexuality and I want to castrate every man on the earth. I'm a TEENAGER, so I MUST have a STEREOTYPE. I WEAR A BIG SUNHAT when I go outside, so I MUST be stupid. I like BLOOD, so I must be a VAMPIRE. I'm an ALBINO, so I MUST be an evil person with mental abilities and is A MURDERER! I'm ENGLISH, so I MUST speak with either a cockney or a posh accent, love tea and cricket, and have bad teeth. I’m WHITE, so I MUST be responsible for everything going wrong on the planet: past, present, and future. I don't like YAOI or YURI, so I must be a HOMOPHOBE I’m not the most POPULAR person in school, so I MUST be a loser I care about the ENVIRONMENT...I MUST be a tree hugging hippy I have a FAN CHARACTER, so I MUST be an annoying Mary-sue. I CHAT, I MUST be having cyber sex. I'm PAGAN so I MUST sacrifice babies and drink the blood of virgins I'm PAGAN so I MUST worship Satan I'm CONSERVATIVE, so I MUST be against Abortion I'm SWEDISH so I MUST be a tall blond blue-eyed lesbian. I'm a LESBIAN so I MUST want to get with every single girl that I see. I like CARTOONS, so I MUST be IRRESPONSIBLE. I like READING, so I MUST be a LONER. I have my OWN spiritual ideology; therefore I MUST be WRONG or MISGUIDED. I am WICCAN, so I MUST be a SATANIST. I DISAGREE with my government, so I MUST be a TERRORIST. I am a WITCH, so I MUST be and OLD HAG and fly on a broomstick. I love YAOI, so I MUST be GAY. I'm a PERSON, so I MUST be LABELED I DON'T CURSE, so I MUST be an outcast I like GAMES, ANIME and COMICS, so I MUST be childish I'm SWEDISH, therefore I MUST be WHITE. I SPOT GRAMMATICAL ERRORS, so I MUST be a pedantic bastard. I'm GOTHIC, so I MUST be mean. I’m STRONG so I MUST be stupid. I'm Australian so I MUST hunt crocodiles and talk to kangaroo’s I go to RENFAIRES, so I MUST talk weird, be a loser, and not be up with the times I’m GAY so I’m after EVERY straight guy around. I don’t want a BOYFRIEND so I MUST be Lesbian. I'm NOT CHRISTIAN so I MUST just need converting. I love marching band, so I MUST be a friendless freak. I DRINK and SMOKE, so I MUST have no life. I am friends with a CUTTER, so I MUST be a CUTTER too. I cry easily, so I MUST be a wimp. I can't help pointing out mistakes so I MUST be an over-controlling perfectionist I'm a PERFECTIONIST so I MUST check everything ten times, them burst into tears at one mistake I DON"T LIKE to talk about my personal life so I MUST be having problems

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gothmusiclatinamerica · 11 months

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I can think of several, Robert

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nugothrhythms · 1 year

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“Thanatosis” by Lima, Peru-based coldwave one-man-band Schmerz off of 2023 debut full-length album Lamentum

#coldwave #electro goth #electronic music #cyber goth #Schmerz #Thanatosis #Lamentum #music #first share #debut album #Peruvian goth #Lima Peru

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mmoxie · 11 months

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Part 8- Cocaine Engineering

Weeks passed. Dani spent a little more of her cash on a motel room, first for a few nights, then deciding to hand over the weekly rate every Thursday until all the bills were gone.

It let her hang onto most of her new checks from Turtlebees, and she was starting to build up savings fast. Turns out when there's nothing for entertainment but unscrambling the prestige porn in your hotel room and getting a different ingredient on your hotdog at Deb's little stand, you could just... keep it.

As for the store- she was being careful. For the first couple weeks she had gone by Gina Lincoln, in honor of her old work bestie from the Wilson Titlee lottery stand. But, by the second week she had taken to wearing a blank nametag, and by the third...

"Gina, it's got to have a name on it."

"I'm just tired of being called "jyna," she said. "It sounds... pretty bad."

The meat manager let out a deep, hippoey laugh and slapped a hand down on the glass where Dani and her boss- fourth in charge- Redd, were discussing dress code.

"Can't you just correct them?" He gave her the flat, disapproving-but-concerned look of a jaywalker staring down cars as they cut across.

"I really don't want to be confrontational. Or... have them think I'm being that way."

Redd took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes with a thumb and forefinger. He was a robust guy, probably the type who'd have been called strapping in his youth, still holding that physique together with brown argyle suspenders and a swayback posture that always made him seem to loom.

He had been in this business for a long time. Plus, he was tidying up his third divorce next week, and Gina's keeping up with me in the gray hair department, so a date would probably work out.

So he gave a little, like he always did. You could get away with a lot in a business like this, as long as the numbers looked good at the end of the day. Cut a corner if it doesn't hurt those counts.

"Listen, Gina," he leaned forward and looked at her conspiratorially, over the smart silver frames of his glasses. "All I'm sayin' is that you have to have a name on there. Doesn't hafta be yours."

And so by week three, Dani was walking around Turtlebees with a bog-standard nametag, in her handwriting, in industrial, high-stink Sharpie.

Nametag

So far, she was getting along... great, come to think of it. She had taken up a position in the produce department, groceryside's precious little no-fontanelle-having fragile-ass porcelain baby.

The managers were obsessed with it- but only at a distance. There was a fear to it, like if they touched anything, so much as breathed the same air as a napa cabbage, everything would simultaneously wilt and be invoiced at sixty thousand dollars per fruiting body.

Six foot, seven foot, eight foot, BUNCH! God, Michael Keaton makes a great antagonist. And remember when Alec Baldwin was kinda cute? That's crazy.

She liked working the fruit tables. They were pleasantly cool, perfect for a good long lean. No bending at the knees, no restrictive plan-o-gram, you just put in as many fresh grapes as you can until they're gone, because baby, they're molding tomorrow.

Everything was dying all the time and it wasn't her problem. Buy it or you're wasting it. You sit the throne of Damocles and the blade is held by the single hair... of an onion.

She started subtly living the dream, while waiting for Craig to tell her she was being shipped off to Peru. She had a bug-out bag in her motel room, and was thoroughly regretting putting the old man in her phone.

He texted fast, and often.

He liked to hit send instead of comma for pauses.

She was buried under a pile of YouTube links to an alternating supply of Coltrane and Dolores Delirio. Once he found her tape collection, the onslaught of '90s Peruvian goth rock blew up her prepaid phone day and night.

But she could tolerate it all, suddenly. Produce was a full-time position, and with access to full-time hours, she finally cracked the code.

Three day weekends.

Allowed to pour all her head-down, don't-start-any-fires, grit-tooth determination into toting melons and heaving potatoes, she found she could get a lot of work done in a day. Productivity didn't really matter to her, but the fact that she could get the blood pumping and use that energy for something useful instead of murder... it had her feeling a tad more grounded, after a fundamentally paranormal week.

She made a point of helping Redd with some heavy lifts, and expressed a genuine interest in taking on more hours that same day, much to his delight.

She built a display perfectly to playbook while Redd was out sick, and made her move just a few days later.

"You know, Mr. Lake," she started, one knee up on the edge of the Leafy Greens wall, cleaning some accumulated cruft from the sprayer head with her thumb.

"Come on, Gina, we're like the same age. Actually, I might be younger." He frowned at his clipboard and pretended to be distracted.

"I... was thinking. I kinda want longer shifts."

"You huh?"

"Yeah. I don't have much going on. I think I could work twelves."

"Ah, I can't give you twelves. You'd go overbudget in a heartbeat."

"Well... how 'bout eleven?

"Best we usually do is tens, but you end up getting less hours on account of the hour lunch.

"An eleven with an hour lunch sounds fine to me. Would that work?"

For the second time, a man called Redd Lake, 40 year old grandson of a genuine Pony Express rider, cut a corner. The divorce papers were finalized, so now he had to shore up some social leverage if he was going to score that date. Get some good boy points in.

"That'd put you down to four days a week."

"Think the place'll hold together okay without me?"

He paused, then let out a short huff of a breath, turned to Dani and smiled. "It just barely might. You win, Gina."

And so, three-day weekends in Fish Camp began. She was feeling layers of fatigue, deep strata of strain and ache and worrying numbness evaporate from between her sore muscles and lift from her eroded bones. Hard days, but the reward of a three-day weekend... one day for laundry, one day for movies, and one day for bringing groceries to Craig, since he was looking after Seebs full-time now. It was about as good as a new life under an assumed identity could get.

The old boy is fine, she told herself, watching him roll sidelong off a couch cushion and onto a heap of unwashed dress socks. He just can't be cooped up in a hotel room all day. This way he gets a breeze.

Developments between Craig and his 'colleagues' were coming back slowly, and required an extra layer of translation- it was all encoded in something called Beaver Math to begin with, and then broken down into Straight Up Lies About Physics by Craig himself. And then further, one more time, into Brooklyn Standard so that Dani could at least start to find meaning in it.

Craig spent a great deal of time plunking at a typewriter- from the shortly after her lunchtime arrival to the deep, stringy black-gold of a sunset that took its time, oozing down behind the ponderosas. The endless, purposeful clacking made Dani feel old in a way that Alice Cooper Goes to Hell on tape didn't.

Sometime between sunset and the evening news, he stopped and sighed and wiped his forehead. There was a manic twitch to his mustache, and a genuine excitement in his work- and when it faded, Dani heard the absence from down in the den.

Vincent Price- Vinny, she decided one day; you look enough like Joe Pesci anyway- turned his head with her when the clicks began to slow. She scritched at his shell with a cheap toothbrush for a few seconds longer, and then gave in to the treacherous urge to socialize.

She wasn't exactly a wallflower- she always found a way to make friends, and hated an awkward working relationship as much as anybody- but she wasn't the best at relating to people. She had her most effective lessons in empathy and dialogue from Little Shop of Horrors and The Man With One Red Shoe. But she decided to try something, in the lull.

Craig was still at his post, giving off the occasional -snif- and vaguely tapping at this key or that. She eased into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water.

"Punch the keys, for god's sake," she muttered, and then she heard a -snif- turn into a -snort-.

He played the part, leaning into whatever insanity needed to be in hardcopy, with a sly grin on his face.

"Yes, yes...!" Dani added, after a sip. And then it happened.

Two Finding Forrester fans, finding each other.

"You're the man now, dog!" they shouted, perfectly in sync. Laughter, cans of Inca Cola, and two workaholics taking a real break followed.

For the next two hours and thirteen minutes, it was just a couch and a touching story about J.D. Salinger viciously sabotaging a talented young man's career in sports. They laughed, they cried, they provided some of the worst film commentary on in the history of the medium. Imagined insights, outright lies, and unprecedented bullshitting bubbled to the surface until they both could stand the thought of work once more.

"Alright, so Beaver Math," Dani said, leaning back in the collapsible table's booth seat. "You told me it's innate- now look, I don't really live at the intersection of physicality and philosophy like you and the rest of the VFW- but that's bothering me. Math isn't math until you... math it."

"Dani, you're starting to sound more like me. I don't know if I mean that as a compliment, but it's progress. 'Isn't math until you math it,'" he repeated quietly, shaking his head.

"Listen, I was majoring in radio, not astronomy. What I'm driving at is that I'm used to treating math as... you know, observed. You have two apples- but 'two' by itself is conceptual."

"-snif- I don't follow."

Dani lit a cigarette and allowed herself a deep drag before continuing.

"Like, it's language. It's just a tool for designating a quantity. If you or I weren't around to use 'two', so we could understand where we stand in reference to shit, the number of something wouldn't mean anything. You'd have yourself an unknowable number of apples, but since you aren't observing them anyway, it doesn't matter whether or not you know it."

"Sheesh- you're Jolene's kid, alright. But where you and her differ most is that she wouldn't say the craziest shit I ever heard. You wanna try again?"

She laughed and nodded. "Listen, all I'm saying is that this Beaver Math stuff sounds like straight-up fraud. You can solve an equation on paper, but if you go outside and look for an equation with your eyes, you won't find it in nature."

"John the Baptist would disagree with you, but I digress. Let's take it from the top. You're about halfway there- numbers do serve as a label for a phenomenon, which is unaffected by whether or not it is labeled. You've got that down. --You remember I showed you the egg trick, with the bread?"

"I still don't like just jamming my fingers into the egg like that. Why?"

"Think of the yolk as matter, okay? All matter. You want to scramble it, poach it, bake it, fry it. You're saving the whites for meringue, so you pad your fingertips on some dry bread to wick off any moisture, and that preparation allows you to get the yolk out- no fuss, no muss.

"This is that middle step with the bread. That missing middle step. Beaver Math, Dani.

Beavers don't have a spoken language to convey specifics. But they know the measure of a dam before it's built. If there's two beavers building the same dam, they -snif- both know the measure. Perfectly.

Not only their awareness, but their interaction with that measure, speaks to a manipulable underpinning- if you can create a barrier between you and the dimensional shear of sliding over, you can reach in and do whatever you want with the numbers."

Dani was going to get it. She wasn't stupid, but she was starting to doubt her ability to tell hot air from stone cold fact. Craig was asking her to take a lot for granted.

Let's move past it. He's been at this all day.

"Alright, alright. Have you figured out anything new?"

Craig eased over to the refrigerator and got himself a snickers bar from the freezer. He took a slow, hard bite through the layers while he pulled his thoughts together.

"Lots of crosstalk about the big sixty-zeen pop you did the other day. Not a lot productive, just a lot of raised eyebrows. I turned off Skype about halfway through. That's when I -snif- got out the old work suitcase."

"But?"

"Right, well- as you know, they do some beaver math where they are, ship it over Skype, and -snif- then I transcribe it into hardcopy. You get how that's a ritual, right? Transubstantiation? You've got something material now, that's your little communion wafer. You set your brain right and let the eucharist in, approach it like you mean it, and it goes from being symbolic to being material. It's real all of a sudden."

"I didn't take you for a religious guy, Craig."

"Four brothers and five sisters. At that point it was just cheaper to send us to Catholic school. But -snif- I don't think any amount of time spent at Our Lady of Vailankanni Prep could've made me a good catholic."

They laughed at that, and took a few minutes to watch GWAR raise some hell on the Springer set. God bless syndication. Savior of the post-primetime lifestyle.

"Simpler times, man. You were talking about Easter?"

"Good enough. These documents I've been running off- it's a little like remote viewing. You've heard of Stargate, right?"

"Christopher Judge was on that show. Did you know he was Miles in House Party 2?"

"No, Dani. Nobody knows that. Anyway, I meant the CIA stunt in the 70s to weaponize clairvoyance. That's -snif- my bunk blueprints at work. They attracted some real talent, but never put the right tools in their hands."

He paused and picked up a page. The margins were reduced to half an inch, and the spacing tight enough to challenge legibility.

"After IBM but before Peru, me and some colleagues did some experimental cipher work. Very experimental. We were sending signals into space, bouncing them off objects and -snif- getting a readout in the back yard. Back when I was real into the perico I could let this stuff into my mind as easy as falling asleep."

"Perico?"

"You remember Watergate? Y'know that guy with the codename- Deep Throat?"

"Oh, sure."

"Well, I had a codename too. Deviated Septum."

Oh.

He laughed in the hard, seagull way that cranky old men like to laugh, and then slid the cluttered page across the table.

"Don't read. You'd get further eating it. I want you to look at this like it's a magic eye poster, and wait to see something. There's a guy in St. Louis with an identical sheet of paper, and he's gonna close the circuit and send his confirmation when he sees the same thing you do."

I could just cut out this part entirely and do just fine with Turtlebees. The hours are good and so are the weekends. Maybe me and Seebs can just dip and not deal with any of this.

...At least until I belt out another complimentary cremation.

She took a deep breath and eventually realized that neither her circumstances or Craig were going anywhere. In time she moved from a state of getting this over with to staring into the overlapping symbols and letting them lurch off the page toward her.

As her eyes unfocused, they peeled away from the page- fogging the edges of her vision until they became a suffocating, ink-black tunnel.

She closed her eyes a moment, and then she felt concrete underfoot. The world was lit with the glow of a hazy gray-pink sunrise.

Turtlebees.

Make it happen here.

"I was worried about this. One day I'll wake up in hell and just... not know the difference." But she did know, right away actually, and found herself zigzagging down empty aisles. There never was a roof- the sunrise followed her, yawning bands of orange creeping through the deep, soggy fluff.

She found herself in front of the freezer case, staring through a streak she'd made in the frosty glass.

Staring at a gallon of ice cream. There was something wrong with it.

She squinted at the lid. She could have opened the door, but no- if this is hell, it'll just shut behind me and I'll get to sample hypothermia for a thousand years or something. --Might meet Kurt Russell, though.

As yet another of her favorite films intruded on her attempt at linear thought, she saw something wrong again. Dust, in a cloud around the ice cream. Black dust- and moving, like gnats.

She could hear something, too. Overhead, on the radio. Bruce Hornsby? Always thought it was a little uncool to have a lyric about welfare lines in a song you play every other hour at the grocery store.

The dust came into focus, only for a second. Every grain was a character. For a moment so fleeting that she suddenly, painfully yearned for it, she had been exposed to the material truth of the real. Each and every particle was a minuscule, living symbol, moving as its meaning changed, each and every one of the swarm vying to make the ice cream real as if without their intervention it might cease to be. Why this particular unit was such a struggle, Dani couldn't imagine.

"Raspberries just turned up, Dani. Can you run them up to the front gondola?"

She turned and saw Redd Lake, automatically nodded, and wandered away from her moment of linkage with the universe to go freshen up the department.

Wait. Dani?

And then the numbers fell away entirely. Redd was Craig, and Turtlebees was the houseboat, and there was no existentially fuzzy ice cream to ponder, just a plate of strongly-seasoned lomo saltado serving the express purpose of making this world more attractive than the other. She ate without thinking, and Craig watched with his fist clenched tight around a fire extinguisher, hidden beneath the table.

"Milton, my guy in St. Louis, is ready to do the confirmation. I got him on the line right now. Don't think about it, Dani, but tell me what you saw."

"Man, I was at work again. Cold case. The ice cream was weird. It was like- your regular ol' tub of spumoni, but the edges were like the Take On Me video. I got a good look, and the edges were..."

"Calculus," a small voice replied. Craig's old computer heaved with the difficulty of video-conferencing on Windows 98 with an illegal satellite connection. "But what woke you up?"

"My boss was there, but... he called me Dani. Nobody at work knows that's my name. Either he knows something- and I panic, and stop dreaming, or this is bullshit, and I stop dreaming because I outsmarted it."

"You got a sharp cookie there, Craig," the crunchily pixelated little man carried on. "Saw the signs. But the lease ran out on the lab, so we don't have a testing environment to confirm anything."

Dani laughed sheepishly and reached for another drink. "Craig," she said after a few blessed drafts, "You mentioned, uh, something becoming real in this process. Did that happen? It sure didn't feel real."

"Something did. You also put my sinkable home at risk. --But I can put that behind me for a minute. The information you just lived within- 'cause that's what you did- was some classic C.E."

"C.E.?"

"I'll tell ya later. Anyway, something real. Here it is." He turned his wrist like a magician pulling an old-fashioned 'is this your card?' and revealed, plain as day, Dani's nametag. Her handwriting, her little joke- but she had left that in her car, on shore!

"Don't touch this or you'll throw up. It's a handle."

"Hmdle?" Dani was deep in the lomo saltado. Craig might have... more than two problems, but if he just made Peruvian food and stopped talking about beaver indices and zeenie-weenies for a minute, she could forgive the rest.

"I'm no therapist, and you may not have time for one. The Mayor Sean story was on The Weather Channel earlier."

"What? Why weather?"

"They've got people calling what happened to him ball lightning. --Let me tell you about ball lightning, though. There isn't any. It's ghosts. It's a euphemism. If the news says ball lightning, they're pitching an ooh-ahh distraction because something real is happening."

Dani didn't say anything. Craig crouched and began digging through the fridge, sorting through tupperware for the rest of the stir fry he intended to heat up.

"--Anyway. Think of this as a kind of talisman, linking you and your, uh, singularity, with beaver math serving as the chain. Now, I don't know that you should use it- at all, but it's access. Don't know about an off switch, but it's an on switch, for sure."

"So I just touch this, and- foom. Flame on."

"I have good reason to suspect that there may be side effects. Nausea, for one. Skin cancer, possibly. And- can't be certain, but you may relive some painful stuff in the process."

"Sounds like a lot of trouble for something I can already do just fine."

Craig sagged in his seat and rubbed his forehead. He curled his fingers around the conjured nametag and gave Dani a weary nod.

"Cocaine Engineering is fast, Dani. You jump to the end and then, if you're all in one piece, you get to work backwards and see how you got there."

It dawned on her, and she ran a hand back through her hair in disbelief. Something like that could let her attend counseling without committing arson, for one. Put up with traffic. Enjoy the internet.

She might never murder a politician again.

Wow!

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hello! could you please suggest some female and adult hispanic face claims who have content with blonde/platinum/white hair? about the specifics, i'm not super strict really. thank you!

Sully Diaz (1960) Peutro Rican.

Margarita Rosa de Francisco (1965) Colombian.

Cameron Diaz (1972) Cuban [Spanish, including Asturian, possibly other], one eighth Spanish-Venezuelan / English, Scottish, Irish, German.

Nadine Velazquez (1978) Peutro Rican - Queens.

Ignacia Allamand (1981) Chilean.

Vanessa Ray (1981) Slovak, Mexican (one quarter), English, Scottish, Welsh.

Celeste Cid (1984) Argentinian.

Maggie Civantos (1984) Spanish.

Anna Moliner (1984) Spanish.

Carmen Carrera (1985) Puerto Rican-Peruvian - is trans.

Jillian Mercado (1987) Afro Dominican - has spastic muscular dystrophy.

Luisana Lopilato (1987) Argentinian.

Lali Espósito (1991) Argentinian - Sky Rojo.

Paige Hurd (1992) African-American / Puerto Rican.

Kirstin Maldonado (1992) Mexican / Italian, Spanish.

Anna Castillo (1993) Spanish - Holy Camp!

Julia Michaels (1993) Mexican [Spanish, some Indigenous] / Dutch, English, French, German, Scots-Irish/Northern Irish, Scottish.

Valentina Zenere (1997) Argentinian - Elite and Soy Luna.

Emilia McCarthy (1997) Mexican / Irish.

Sab Zada (1999) Filipino, Chinese, Unspecified Hispanic.

Zoey Luna (2001) Mexican - is trans.

Clara Galle (2002) Spanish.

Not Hispanic (linked to a graphic which I use all the time!) but I kept finding them on my searches so I'm adding them here!

Grazi Massafera (1982) Brazilian.

Sky Ferreira (1992) Ojibwe, Cree, Chippewa Cree, Cheyenne, Brazilian of Portuguese and possibly other descent, Galician Jewish, Bukovina Jewish, Irish, Scottish, English, and French - has Chronic Lyme Disease.

Agatha Moreira (1992) Brazilian - Verdades Secretas,.

Mia Goth (1993) Ashkenazi Jewish, Brazilian [Portuguese, including Azorean, small amount of African, possibly other], English, Irish, Scottish, French-Canadian - Infinity Pool.

Isabelle Drummond (1994) Brazilian - Verão 90.

Valentina Herszage (1998) Brazilian - Quanto Mais Vida, Melhor! - blonde streaks.

Giovanna Grigio (1998) Brazilian - blonde streaks.

Luísa Sonza (1998) Brazilian.

Valentina Bulc (1999) Brazilian.

#fc help #rph #rpc

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I’m a HUMAN, so I MUST be stereotyped I’m into THEATER & ART, so I MUST be a homosexual I have RED HAIR so I MUST have no soul I’m a GIRL, so I MUST be WEAK I’m a NEGRO so I MUST carry a gun I’m BI, so I MUST think every girl I see is hot I’m a BOHEMIAN, so I MUST be a lazy drug addict I LOVE ANIMALS, so I MUST be a vegetarian I’m a TREEHUGGER, so I MUST be a drug addicted hippie I’m INTO JIMMY HENDRIX, so I MUST be on drugs I’m a MUSICIAN, so I MUST not be doing anything with my life I have GOOD GRADES, so I MUST be a nerd or suck-up I have GREEN SKIN, so I MUST be a wicked witch I’m BLONDE, so I MUST be a stupid ditz I’m JAMAICAN so I MUST smoke weed I’m a FEMALE GAMER, so I MUST be ugly or crazy I live in the COUNTRY, so I MUST live on a farm. I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be goth I’m HAITIAN so I MUST eat cat I’m ASIAN, so I MUST be sexy I’m JEWISH, so I MUST be greedy I’m YOUNG, so I MUST be naive I’m GAY, so I MUST have AIDS I’m a LESBIAN, so I MUST have a sex-tape I’m SOUTHERN, so I MUST be white trash I’m DIFFERENT, so I MUST just want attention I’m ARAB, so I MUST be a terrorist I’m WICCAN, so I MUST be a devil-worshipping baby killer I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a bitch I’m a GAY RIGHTS SUPPORTER, so I WILL go to hell I’m a CHRISTAN/PROTESTANT so I MUST think gay people should go to hell I SUCK MY OWN BLOOD FROM WOUNDS, so I MUST have a vampire fetish (hahahahah XDD) I’m RELIGIOUS, so I MUST shove my beliefs down your throat I’m ATHEIST so I MUST hate the world I don’t have a RELIGION, so I MUST be evil and have no morals I’m REPUBLICAN, so I MUST not care about poor people I’m DEMOCRAT, so I MUST not believe in being responsible I am LIBERAL, so I MUST be gay I TAKE (or used to take) ANTI-DEPRESSANTS, so I MUST be crazy I’m a GUY, so I MUST only want to get into your pants I’m IRISH, so I MUST have a bad drinking problem I’m INDIAN, so I MUST own a convenient store I’m a good ACTOR/ACTRESS, so I MUST be a liar I’m an ACTOR/ACTRESS, so I MUST be mean I’m THIN, so I MUST have an eating disorder I’m NATIVE AMERICAN, so I MUST dance around a fire screaming like a savage I’m a CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be a whore with a jock boyfriend I’m a DANCER, So I must be stupid, stuck up, and a whore I wear SKIRTS a lot, so I MUST be a slut I’m AMERICAN, so I MUST be an overweight pig with no boundaries I’m a BLACK BELT, so I MUST always want to kick someone’s ass I’m a PUNK, so I MUST do drugs I’m RICH, so I MUST be a conceited snob I’m a WHITE GIRL, so I MUST be a nagging, steal-your-money kind of girlfriend I’m CUBAN, so I MUST spend my spare time rolling cigars I’m a CHRISTIAN, so I MUST hear crazy God voices in my head I’m NOT A VIRGIN, so I MUST be easy I FELL IN LOVE WITH A MARRIED MAN, so I MUST be a home-wrecking whore I’m a TEENAGE MOM, so I MUST be an irresponsible slut I’m POLISH, so I MUST wear my socks with my sandals (XD) I’m ITALIAN, so I must have a “big one” I’m EGYPTIAN, so I must be a TERRORIST I’m PRETTY, so I MUST not be a virgin I HAVE STRAIGHT A’S, so I MUST have no social life I DYE MY HAIR CRAZY COLORS, so I MUST be looking for attention I DRESS IN UNUSUAL WAYS so I MUST be looking for attention I’m a VEGETARIAN, so I MUST be a crazy political activist I HAVE A BUNCH OF BOYS who are FRIENDS, so I MUST be screwing them all I HAVE A BUNCH OF GIRLS WHO ARE FRIENDS, so I MUST be a player I have big boobs, so I MUST be a hoe I’m COLOMBIAN, so I MUST be a drug dealer I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser I’m RUSSIAN, so I MUST be cool cuz that’s how Russians roll I’m GERMAN, so I must be a Nazi I hang out with GAYS, so I must be GAY TOO I’m a GIRL, so I MUST suck at all guy sports I’m BRAZILIAN, so I MUST have a BIG BUTT I’m PUERTO RICAN, so I MUST look good and be conceited. I’m SALVADORIAN, so I MUST be in MS 13 I’m POLISH, so I MUST be greedy I’m HAWAIIAN so I MUST be lazy I like CATS, so I MUST grow up to be a crazy old cat lady who lives alone (lmao) I’m PERUVIAN, so I MUST like llamas I’m a STONER so I MUST be going in the wrong direction I’m a VIRGIN so I MUST be prude I’m STRAIGHT EDGE so I MUST be violent I’m BLACK so I MUST love fried chicken and kool-aid I’m a GIRL who actually EATS LUNCH, so I MUST be fat I’m SINGLE so I MUST be ugly I’m a SKATER so I MUST do weed and steal stuff I’m a PUNK so I MUST only wear black and date only other punks I’m ASIAN so I MUST be a NERD that does homework 24/7 I’m MIXED so I MUST be screwed up (still within Europe, though) I’m a FEMALE, so I MUST not SWEAR I’m MUSLIM so I MUST be a terrorist I’m in BAND, so I MUST be a dork I’m BLACK so I MUST believe JESUS WUZ A BROTHA I’m MORMON so I MUST be perfect I’m WHITE and have black friends so I MUST think I’m black I’m GOTH so I MUST worship the devil \m/ lol I’m HISPANIC, so I MUST be dirty I’m NOT LIKE EVERYONE ELSE, so I MUST be a loser I’m OVERWEIGHT, so I MUST have a problem with self control I’m PREPPY, so I MUST shun those who don’t wear Abercrombie & Hollister I’m on a DANCE team, so I must be stupid, stuck up, and a whore I’m RICH, so I MUST be a conceited snob I’m MEXICAN, so I MUST have hopped the border I GOT A CAR FOR MY BIRTHDAY, so I MUST be a spoiled brat I’m BLACK, so I MUST love watermelon I’m BI, so I MUST think every person I see is hot I’m an ASIAN GUY, so I MUST have a small penis I’m a FEMALE BLACK BELT, so I MUST be a lesbian I’m a GUY CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be gay I’m a PREP, so I MUST be rich I don’t like the SUN so I MUST be an albino I have a lot of FRIENDS, so I MUST love to drink and party I wear tight PANTS and I’m a guy, so I MUST be emo I couldn’t hurt a FLY, So I MUST be wimp I support GAY RIGHTS, so I MUST fit in with everyone I hang out with TEENAGE DRINKERS AND SMOKERS, so I MUST smoke and drink too I don’t like to be in a BIG GROUP, so I MUST be anti-social I have a DIFFERENT sense of HUMOR, so I MUST be crazy I LIKE TO BE MYSELF, so I MUST be cocky and arrogant I tell people OFF, so I MUST be an over controlling bitch My hair gets GREASY a lot, so I MUST have no hygiene skills I’m DEFENSIVE, so I MUST be over controlling and a bitch I’m a NUDIST, so I MUST want everyone to see my boobs I read COMICS, so I MUST be a loser I hang out with a FORMER PROSTITUTE, so I MUST be a whore myself I’m TEXAN so I MUST ride a horse I’m a GOTH, so I MUST be a Satanist I’m a CROSSDRESSER, so I must be homosexual I draw ANIME so I MUST be a freak I am a FANGIRL so I MUST be a crazy, obsessed stalker I WATCH PORN so I MUST be perverted I’m an ONLY CHILD so I MUST be spoiled I’m INTELLIGENT so I MUST be weak I’m WELSH so I MUST love sheep I’m a YOUNG WRITER, so I MUST be emo I’m CANADIAN, so I MUST talk with a funny accent I’m a GUY, so I MUST ditch my pregnant girlfriend o.O’ I’m CANADIAN, so I MUST love hockey and beavers I’m DISABLED, so I MUST be on Welfare I’m a FEMINIST, so I MUST have a problem with sexuality and I want to castrate every man on the earth I’m a TEENAGER, so I MUST have a STEREOTYPE I WEAR A BIG SUNHAT when I go outside, so I MUST be stupid I like BLOOD, so I must be a VAMPIRE I’m an ALBINO, so I MUST be an evil person and A MURDERER I’m ENGLISH, so I MUST speak with either a cockney or a posh accent, love tea and cricket, and have bad teeth I’m WHITE, so I MUST be responsible for everything going wrong on the planet: past, present, and future (that’s a conspiracy, you know; 53643654end.) I don’t like YAOI or YURI, so I must be a HOMOPHOBE I’m not the most POPULAR person in school, so I MUST be a loser I care about the ENVIRONMENT, so I MUST be a tree hugging hippy I have a FAN CHARACTER, so I MUST be an annoying Mary-sue I CHAT, so I MUST be having cyber sex I’m PAGAN so I MUST sacrifice babies and drink the blood of virgins I’m PAGAN so I MUST worship Satan I’m CONSERVATIVE, so I MUST be against Abortion I’m SWEDISH so I MUST be a tall, blond, blue-eyed lesbian I’m a LESBIAN so I MUST want to get with every single girl that I see I like CARTOONS, so I MUST be IRRESPONSIBLE I like READING, so I MUST be a LONER I have my OWN spiritual ideology; therefore I MUST be WRONG or MISGUIDED I am WICCAN, so I MUST be a SATANIST I DISAGREE with my government, so I MUST be a TERRORIST I am a WITCH, so I MUST be and OLD HAG and fly on a broomstick I DON’T CURSE, so I MUST be an outcast I wear BLACK nail polish, so I MUST be EMO, GOTH, or PUNK I like GAMES, ANIME and COMICS, so I MUST be childish I’m SWEDISH, therefore I MUST be WHITE I SPOT GRAMMATICAL ERRORS, so I MUST be a pedantic jerk. I’m GOTHIC, so I MUST be mean I’m STRONG so I MUST be stupid I’m Australian so I MUST hunt crocodiles and talk to kangaroo’s I go to RENFAIRES, so I MUST talk weird, be a loser, and not be up with the times I’m GAY so I’m after EVERY straight guy around I love MARCHING BAND, so I MUST be a friendless freak I DRINK and SMOKE, so I MUST have no life I am friends with a CUTTER, so I MUST be a cutter too I am an HONOR STUDENT, so I MUST be a NERD I CRY EASILY, so I MUST be a wimp I can’t help POINTING OUT MISTAKES so I MUST be an over-controlling perfectionist I’m a PERFECTIONIST so I MUST check everything ten times, then burst into tears at one mistake I DON’T LIKE to talk about my personal life so I MUST be having problems I can’t help but BLUSH when I’m around a cute guy so I MUST be a dumb slut I’m good at SINGING so I MUST need attention I’m QUIET so I MUST be stuck-up I sit ALONE at lunch so I MUST be snobbish I still have SLEEPOVERS with my female friends so I MUST be lesbian I’m HARD TO FIGURE OUT so I MUST be impossible to get along with I sometimes say I LOVE MY FRIENDS so I MUST be gay/lesbian I wear MAKE-UP so I MUST be ugly I LOVE country music so I MUST be a redneck hillbilly I am SKINNY, so I MUST be sensitive about my weight I have ARTISTIC TALENT, so I MUST think little of those who don’t I’m EMOTIONAL, so I must be depressed I HAVE MANY DIFFERENT INTERESTS, so I MUST be unable to commit to one thing I’m a PERSON, so I MUST be LABELED

#survey #bolding survey #themed survey

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