#and I still don’t have a huge use for them they are extremely decorative

[groenendaze]

PLEASE look at these crate tags ugh 😍

#pinsch me designs if anyone is curious #i love them i never thought id order crate tags for my dogs bc i just never…. had any use for them #and I still don’t have a huge use for them they are extremely decorative #but LOOK #especially nettles i am in love with it….. #personal

[neonthewrite]

Two Thieves

Finally, some progress on GTJuly (2023)! This next prompt was "Weapon" and I really flip flopped on what to write for this one. Until I remembered Eral and his extremely effective weapons that really level the playing field for a teeny little pixie.

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Two thieves watched and waited, putting in their best effort to avoid looking like thieves. Leaning against a wall and keeping an eye on the many coming and going in the market could easily start to look like loitering if they weren’t careful, but they’d been at this long enough to mind their demeanor. Sturdy, plain canvas clothes, a little too worn to mark them as students at the college taking up a good portion of the eastern district of the city but not worn enough for anyone to accuse them of being hard workers, helped them blend in. Just another pair of humans in a city largely populated by humans. They could be travelers, or locals on a break from tending one of the nearby shops, or youths sneaking off from their errands.

But no. They were thieves.

The taller and bulkier of the two, who usually went by Arden, scanned the crowd without noticing most of the faces. The city wasn’t huge, but it wasn’t small, either, and a lot of people from all walks of life wandered through. Arden looked for signs of an easy mark anywhere but the faces he wouldn’t remember anyway.

His companion, Willow, an aptly-named little thing who used his extra-youthful looks to great advantage most of the time, watched the crowd with much more boredom, until suddenly his face lit up. “Arden. By the tailor shop. Red topped foreigner.”

Arden lazily scanned towards the tailor shop. No need to be obvious about his gaze. Indeed, near the shop, he found said foreigner happily chatting up the owner of a fruit and wine cart on the broad sidewalk. The guy wore travel clothes that might have been fine once, but had since worn out. His pack hung heavy on his shoulders. His armor was light and spry and he held himself like one who knew how to draw attention. By his brown skin and deep red hair, he probably got his fair share of sidelong glances in this area. Something seemed familiar about the tattoos on his forearms, bared by his rolled up sleeves as he gestured along with whatever tale he told the cart owner.

“Meraevrian?” Arden guessed, his mouth barely moving. “What’s he doing all the way up here?”

Willow shrugged, but he’d clearly made up his mind about something. “He’s probably got some good trinkets from far away. What say I find out where he’s—is that a pixie with him?”

Arden hadn’t noticed right away, either. From several shops away, the two thieves could hardly be blamed for not noticing the tiny figure standing right atop the cart, also involved in the conversation. Leaf wings and verdant armor made them look like a little decoration for the wares on offer. The pixie couldn’t be more than six inches tall.

And suddenly Arden thought he knew who that pair was. “Foreign redhead with a leafy pixie … we’re gonna forget we ever saw them, you hear me, Will?”

Willow turned a frown his way. “Seriously? A wandering chatterbox and a tiny little fairy? They’d be a cinch. We might even be able to get some pixie dust, if not a whole pixie—”

“We don’t muddy our hands with stealing people, you idiot,” Arden snapped at him, again barely moving his mouth lest someone somehow read his side of the conversation. “Besides. I heard about those two. If it was just one or the other I’d have missed the signs. But there’s been rumors about the Meraevrian and his pixie friend.”

Willow slumped against the wall again, but seemed to accept the warning. “What, is the guy a tough mage or something?”

Arden huffed in lieu of shaking his head. “What I hear, he’s just a bard. Not much going on there that we need to worry about. It’s the pixie we need to be careful not to piss off. And not for any of those ‘beware the fae’ reasons.”

Willow’s expression flattened. “Horse. Shit. The little fae are still little. You could cart that guy off in a pint if you wanted to.”

Arden turned a sharp gaze on his confident friend. “That pixie has weapons, Willow. Weapons no pixie ought to have their tiny little hands on, and yet they’re made for him. Take a good look at him, yeah?”

Willow did so, and Arden watched warily, too. The pixie, seen from a distance, really didn’t look formidable at all. If not for his wings being open and occasionally twitching with whatever he said to his companion, they might not be recognizable. He looked just like any of the small fae, entirely too easy to mess with if they decided it. Willow was probably coming to the same conclusion all over again, so Arden nudged his shoulder with an elbow. “That little guy has a crossbow that shoots through anything. See it on his belt? And the rapier on the other side deals more pain than any needle that size ever should.”

Willow scoffed. “I dunno. Anything better than rumors about them?”

Arden scoffed back, managing to sound much less like a petulant child as he did so. “Take it from Sal at the bar, who heard from a friend of an acquaintance of an associate that a man two towns over got both hands lopped off by one shot from that pixie. So he’s got good aim, too. And maybe they are just rumors. But I like having both hands. So I’m going to leave the damn pixie and his bard alone, and you can sing that to the gods.”

Willow glared up at Arden, still unconvinced. Arden stared back, unbothered by Willow’s disbelief. He’d never apologize for being cautious, especially when there were far less risks involved in targeting almost anyone else visiting the market that day. Neither of them could afford those rumors being true.

As usual, eventually Arden’s steady conviction won out against Willow’s impatience. Willow sighed and returned to scanning the crowd, though they both glanced towards the cart when the bard and pixie took their leave. Those leaf wings became a green blur for the short flight from the cart to the man’s shoulder, and the sun winked off the rapier at the little guy’s hip even from that distance.

Two thieves watched and waited and pretended they never saw either of those newcomers to town.

#gtjuly #gtjuly2023 #mywriting #g/t #gt #giant tiny #muunfel project #elias dawn #eral the arbor pixie #as seen from afar

[tote-bag-study]

how to romanticize college and other helpful tips

hey guys!!! 

this is actually an assignment for my social media class i am taking this summer, but i thought it would be a good idea to share how to romanticize college and some other college tips to go with it. 

first...dorm room ideas

i recomend making a shared pinterest board between you and your roomates (if you chose to live with others) before you guys start buying your room decor. 

you need to start the romanticization of your college experience before you even sit down in a classroom and start taking notes. make your dorm room a space you enjoy. so decorate it exactly how you want to and make the space your own. don’t be afraid to have your interests as a part of your room decor. your part of the room is a reflection of you. 

here’s some inspo for you guys

i really like this one lowkey

now for fashion

if you haven’t found your personal style yet (me my freshman year of college) or you have a pretty set sense of style already, you need to be aware of what the weather is like where you are going to school. i go to school in northern indiana and had to learn (as a socal girlie) that sometimes you have to give up being fashionable when it comes to crazy weather conditions like extreme heat or snow (in my case). even when you have to sacrifice for the weather you should always try to look your best in your own style while still being comfortable in your own skin. i know the sweatpants are calling your name bestie....they do that to me too....of course they are amazing to wear to stay comfy, however, they shouldn’t be an all the time thing when it comes to outfits. 

TRUST ME!!! 

when you look your best you’ll feel your best and when you feel your best you’ll do your best. save the comfy clothes for long nights studying in the library. i’ll link some pictures to give you guys some ideas

i really like the earth tones and levi’s rn

also crop tops and baggy jeans are really cute

i have way more outfit ideas on my pinterest board that goes with this post

now onto school bags!!!!

this last school year i had a tendency of carrying both a backpack and a tote bag. i would keep essentials like my wallet, keys, water bottle, the book i was reading at the time, and my makeup bag in my tote bag and leave all my school stuff in my backpack. for this coming school year i found something super awesome it’s the green wellness tote by typo. this thing is GIANT and can carry everything i would carry in both my tote bag and backpack while still keeping everything organized. it has huge front pockets and a removable pouch on the inside of the bag so i can hold everything. 

i mean EVERYTHING!!!!!!!! 

i’ll drop the link in the link section of this post. 

but you can’t forget to personalize your bag. i use pins, pocket bac holders from bath and body works, and keychains to personalize my bag and put my own unique twist. trust me when i say having hand sanitizer on hand is extremely important so make sure you’re carrying yours at all times. i personally like the bath and body works hand sanitizers and the pocket bac holders for them are super cute. they actually just put their fall and halloween stuff out and i’m a fiend for that kind of stuff. 

now for some study tips

first things first you are going to college to get your degree so studying is important!! i feel like the best way to study is to make it fun for yourself. have your study spot, have a couple good playlists, noise canceling headphones, a study timer app, and get to it. i’ve found for me using apps like notion (you get the unlimited version of notion free if you use a school email) to take quick notes in class and then physically writing them out and make them as aesthetically pleasing as possible. writing pretty notes makes you want to look at them more and actually study from them. 

a study timer is extremely important!!! especially if you keep a study planner/journal like i do. it spaces out your study time and holds you responsible for your studying. i use the pomodoro method and am an active user of the forest app. if you guys want to be friends on forest i’ll put my friend code in the link section of this post. it’s honestly such a helpful tool for holding yourself accountable. if you don’t want to purchase an app there are a ton of free versions of the app out there that work just as well as forest. 

links

wellness tote: https://cottonon.com/US/wellness-tote-bag/1684455-04.html?dwvar_1684455-04_color=1684455-04&cgid=tote-bags&originalPid=1684455-04#start=4&sz=60

pinterest for this post: https://www.pinterest.com/rossejamss/get-into-it-yuh-college-edition/

study playlist 1: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/35MCxZePcfFVSBzlvDRynv?si=01af4965047344a4

study playlist 2: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3vCbBiJYlVROLcrbLypgUZ?si=2dd3ac8e5e2f463f

study playlist 3: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0T2AhgtKGHzyZ3qjTWdSBg?si=260eefe677b9498e

forest friend code: 6H4PQVYSG

#student #study aesthetic #study #study inspiration #study motivation #college #studyblr #aesthetic #fashion #indie girl #tote bag #tote bag study #totebag #college student #college advice #pomodoro #forest app #academia aesthetic #indie academia #hot girl tote bag #hot girl semester #spotify #study playlist #hot girls study

[prismabird]

*Collapses* I did it. They’re home.

For those of you who are on Reddit, a Mythical Beast in the Austin area put out a message that the Mythicon Rhett and Link cowboy wooden cutouts were in the back of their warehouse, about to be cut up and thrown out, and would anyone like to rescue them? I live 45 minutes away, so I posted ‘sure, of course! How much fun would it be to get them, decorate them for Christmas, prop them up in my lawn, and confuse all my neighbors? I could shoot a Wheel of Mythicality video! I’ll put them in front of the mall, by the world’s biggest cowboy boots! I’ll leave them on top of the HEB!’

I was half kidding, half serious, 100% high. I don’t even own a truck.

The next day, they message me the address and let me know that the guy working in the warehouse knows to expect me on Monday. Uh oh. I think I’m locked in. What am I going to do? Rent a truck?

Rent a truck, apparently.

Monday morning, I call my friend Liz and ask if she wants to come with me. I’m not so sure about this because you see, I had never DRIVEN a truck before. I’m a bit of a nervous type, and… to say I’m prone to distractions would be an understatement. I’m walking ADHD with a face. I can barely focus on typing up this story because my cat is sitting two feet from me, licking his ass. If I’m going to do something new, especially something physical, I’m usually better alone because even WALKING and talking will cause me to trip over my own feet. This could end in disaster.

But she wants to come, and we head to the Home Depot. I pay, we get the keys, buy a bungie cord, and head out. First obstacle: it is raining, and foggy as hell. Second obstacle: I can’t figure out how to get the door to the truck open. It’s just – I’m turning the key, the little door lock nub pops down, but the door wont open. By this point, Liz is laughing her ass off at me, but takes pity on me and opens the door. Turns out, it was already unlocked. This is going great.

I’m in the driver’s seat. This thing feels HUGE, and I’ve never driven anything bigger than my Mazda CX5. When I back up, it beeps. It FUCKING BEEPS. I am out of my depth. It takes me 5 minutes to get out of the parking lot. I was shaking, refusing to get on the highway for the first 10 minutes. But sure enough, I get a little more confident and finally get the monstrosity out on I-35.

Eventually we make it to the warehouse, and I find a very nice man welding back there. Sure enough, he knew I was coming. “Just back the truck up the loading ramp,” he says.

JUST. BACK. THE. TRUCK. UP. THE. LOADING. RAMP.

I am barely comfortable driving this thing forward on a road. Immediately, thoughts of us tipping over the side of the concrete ramp fill my mind. But we’re too far in. It has to be done.

All the while, Liz is trying to direct me, not from outside the truck like I want, but from the passenger seat. She’s not even looking backward, like she has the fucking Force or something. I’m trying to do it my own way. She keeps yelling directions at me. I start to lose it. “STOP IT! STOP IT! STOP YELLING AT ME! I’M TRYING TO DO THIS BLIND!”

“You’re not blind, I’m guiding you.”

“IF A PERSON IS GUIDING A BLIND PERSON, THEY’RE STILL DOING IT BLIND!”

“No they’re not, they’re -”

“Shush! This is the stupidest thing I have ever done in my life!”

We do not tip over the edge of the ramp, and the nice man loads the cutouts for us. We pull off the ramp and get out to strap them down. This takes twenty minutes (mostly Liz did it, for which I am extremely grateful), and I make a new discovery – these things are SOLID. Like heavy as hell. I don’t know how that man loaded them himself, but I was impressed.

Something about the truck – its shocks suck. So every bump and dip on I-35, Rhett and Link are bouncing and SLAMMING together. Multiple jokes about Rhett and Link banging in the back of the truck ensue, but rest assured, I am terrified. I’m picturing the headlines: “Giant Wooden YouTube Cowboys Kill Family of Four on I-35.”

Finally, we get them to my house. Link is easy enough for the two of us to unload. Rhett is ... more of a challenge. It’s at this point that it occurs to me that my plan of shooting a Wheel of Mythicality video are going to hinge on whether or not I’ll ever get these guys to stay upright in my lawn. This is yet to be seen.

So thanks to my extremely capable friend, and marijuana, there are now two 10-foot tall, 100-pound wooden cutouts just chilling in my garage. I can’t say I regret it. I have the most unique Mythical merch ever. I have no fucking clue what I’ll ever do if I move, which is great because I’m planning to move in a year. Still…no regrets (mild regrets).

#Long post #Gmm #Good Mythical Morning #Rhett & Link #Mythicon #The RandL Cowboys

[sxugaryx]

Grim Grinning Ghosts (Fanfic)

New chapter from my main series 🩷

Spring had been missing for 2 days, that’s not normal for her at all as she has always stayed indoors, and aside from a few strolls in the garden, Spring has never been one to go outside. Antonia was extremely worried, first she called Eugéne to ask if the cat had done something like this before; Spring used to be Eugéne’s pet but during the stay at Hotel Krat the cat always kept Antonia company, she would stand next to her and even sleep on her lap, moments like made Antonia not want to lose hope; while recovering Spring also stood by her side, the animal making sure that she felt loved.

So Eugéne decided it was best for Spring to stay with Antonia, although the cat actually stays inside Hotel Krat and not at Antonia’s home, as the cat has officially adopted the hotel as its home and Spring keeps the rats away, as rats are smart animals and don’t get close to any place near a cat’s territory.

So it’s so odd that the cat suddenly disappeared, clearly she didn’t go to find a boyfriend as Spring can’t have kittens due to getting sprayed. Antonia was at a loss until a few hotel guests mentioned hearing things from the hotel walls, now that’s not usual since a main attraction of Hotel Krat is its history, the place thought to be haunted by its past first by that aristocrat that used the back then castle for occultism and then how it was a mental institution, people hear all sorts of things from the walls and find the “haunted hotel” a thrilling yet relaxing experience.

But people were reporting noises of meowing behind the walls and despite the theories of a ghost cat now haunting the place, Antonia is sure Spring is still alive, just trapped. There are many secret passages inside the Hotel, most likely she entered one of those by accident and got lost; Hotel Krat is huge and inside its walls is like a maze of secrets.

The only one who could help is Pinocchio and the boy wasted no time in his mission to find the lost cat, time was of the essence if they wanted to get back Spring safe and sound. So armed with a weapon just in case and with Gemini illuminating his path this was just the right task.

Antonia took Pinocchio to the basement of the hotel, they keep in store most of the holiday decorations in there but in the wall at the very bottom, there is a huge mirror, a mirror that you can push the glass as if it was a sliding door, taking you to the other side.

“Please be careful inside there my dear, I even I don’t even know what sort of things lie inside these walls” Antonia was a little worried for her son, even if she knew his capabilities she couldn’t help but worry, but Pinocchio reassured her that he can do this.

—-

“Wow this place really is like a maze” Gemini chirped, he couldn’t believe the secret labyrinth that was inside the walls.

Pinocchio would shout Spring’s name from time to time and make cat noises to try and attract the cat, as they walked it was at first only a corridor, until they started to find doors, Pinocchio would open them and call for Spring, the first few rooms were completely empty, but the next rooms were filled with things, things that had been left there for God knows how long.

Some rooms had medical equipment, rusty syringes, and vials filled with strange liquids that were probably hazardous by now. Some beds had straps to prevent others from moving, using them as restraints.

“I can’t believe Alice had to deal with being in a place similar to this” Pinocchio was sad about the conditions people like this were in. Yet this felt like on another level, at least some doctors and nurses were trying to help Alice, all the rooms in here looked like the people here were being tortured, and there was rusty medical equipment lying around.

As Pinocchio walked again in the corridors he stepped on something that made a splashing sound, he looked at the floor and saw a greenish ooze, he recognized it, the same ooze those petrification disease monsters would drop from their bodies.

“You think one of them might still be lying around here?” Gemini asked, although knowing that it was the most likely possibility.

It was better for them to be on their guard, Pinocchio had a firm grasp on his weapon and Gemini grabbed his little sword as well, just in case as you never know what could happen.

The place was so dreary, when Pinocchio wasn’t calling for Spring or opening doors everything was in complete silence, not even the water system from the Hotel could be heard and both of them were starting to feel afraid, they had faced so many dangers but their gut instincts were telling them that something was awfully wrong inside here.

More rooms, more medical areas, Pinocchio found notebooks that kept notes about patient information and treatment plans but he didn’t finish reading them, partly because he had to keep looking for Spring, partly because he didn’t like what he was reading.

As they walked in the corridor again, suddenly from the roof a creature fell, Pinocchio barely dogged the surprise attack, but he was ready to fight and after a few blows the creature fell to its death, the Ergo it had going directly towards Pinocchio as he absorbed it.

“Wow, I forgot I could do that” Well, it’s not like he can do it, it’s more like the Ergo automatically floats towards him, maybe he should ask his father about this.

The now silent place finally had sound but that only made things worse, the flow of the water system would make dripping sounds that kept him alert for any danger, and he could hear noises from small like animals, but Pinocchio was sure that whatever they were it wasn’t a normal animal and his fears were proven right as a horde of small rodent-like creatures rushed towards him, he was sure those weren’t rats but he couldn’t tell what animals they were, as their skin was completely crystallized, their bodies hard as stone and their eyes black as night. He slashed the monsters left and right, they were so many, it took time but he eventually got rid of all of them.

They needed to find Spring right away, this place was only getting more dangerous, Pinocchio ran towards the corridors and checked door by door, breaking a few in the process as they were either locked or stuck in place, and more monsters appeared all crystallized, and dropping the horrid liquid, huge spiders, tarantulas, centipedes, cockroaches… well those last ones were normal, but cockroaches are always scary, specially when they fly around like that in such a close space.

Pinocchio was feeling like he was living a horror story, he had faced a lot of danger, and getting rid of the monsters wasn’t hard but this place was creeping him out. The more they wandered the less light there was, Gemini was the only source of light in the pitch darkness.

More strange creatures rushed them, those strange rodents were back and now there were also bats that had been inflected, flocking towards Pinocchio.

They kept walking and walking, the place seeming endless, Pinocchio entered a room to try and calm himself and take a break, this room was different from the others, it didn’t look like a hospital room, it was also bigger and was fully decorated, although filled with dust of the many years of being untouched. It almost looked like a study room, it had bookshelves and lockers that held notebooks and folders inside, but also a bed, with a nightstand and drawers that held clothes from a different era.

Pinocchio sat in the bed for some rest.

“Pal I’m starting to think this place really is haunted and not just a saying for the guests,” Gemini said, he wanted to find Spring and get the hell out of there as soon as possible.

“How does mother even deal with this?“ Pinocchio is starting to question why his mother bought this castle all those years ago.

Antonia bought it in her early twenties and completely changed the upper parts, apparently, it was extremely cheap to buy because of its history but buying a haunted place doesn’t seem like a good idea, Pinocchio has read stories where people do that and it never ends good for them.

Pinocchio took a deep breath, he looked at his pocket watched realized 8 hours had passed, too much time inside this place, somehow it didn't feel that he had been here that long, he thought that at max he had been here for 4 hours, almost as if time in this place behaved differently; his mother was probably worried sick not just for him but for Spring, but he had to keep going.

“Don’t push yourself too much buddy, just take a few minutes to relax” Gemini wanted his friend to have a little break, walking and fighting for so many hours is exhausting even if Pinocchio has great stamina.

As Pinocchio sat there he noticed a thick notebook on the nightstand, it didn’t look like it would fall apart if you touched it like the others, it had a small lock but by using Gemini’s sword they were able to lockpick it, so he began to read, it had notes about magic, divination, medical notes and of course about alchemy, as he flipped the pages he found one with many strange symbols but drawing he recognized, drawings of dimensional butterflies, Pinocchio took the lamp to try to have a better look but as soon as he did it started glowing brightly.

In just a moment the room was filled with dimensional butterflies, all of different colors, some colors that Pinocchio hadn’t even seen before, the dark room was now filled with the warm light, making a beautiful scenery.

He decided to not try and get rid of them, to just let them be, it made Pinocchio smile seeing them flap their wings inside the room, it made him feel happy and relaxed, he watched them fly and slowly one by one disappeared, until only one remained, a pink one, it landed on Pinocchio’s hair and stood for a few moments before it disappeared.

“Well I’m keeping this” Pinocchio put the notebook in his bag, “It’s not like it belongs to anyone” He might not understand the meaning of its content but it was fun to look at it, and he wondered what other secrets he could find.

“It’s true, it has more use with us than lying around in here” Gemini also wanted to see what interesting things they could find inside of it.

*Meow*

It’s Spring! The sound was so faint but they could hear her, she had to be close.

Pinocchio got out of the room and continued forward following the meowing, Spring leading him towards where she was.

Until they found the end of that corridor, it divided it into many more diverging paths but on the very center was a huge door, they could hear Spring meowing, it was no longer faint they were so close to her.

The door was… strange to say the least, it was a huge wooden door that was filled with rusty locks, symbols decorated it, although many could no longer be seen, faded away by the passage of time.

Pinocchio broke the locks with his sword, it was easy as they looked as if they were already going to fall apart, the hard part was opening the door, but he pushed it with force, using his legion arm to add more pressure and finally making it open.

The room was even stranger, there was a circle in the center, four lines that connected to each corner of the room filled the symbols seen at the door. At the end Pinocchio could make the silhouette of another door, that one was a regular one, Spring had to be inside there, it was so strange, this entire place was so uncanny. Pinocchio walked forward until he made it to its very center, he saw something in the ground a sword sticking from it.

It was the corpse of a human, it was a dead rotting body, just like the carcasses he had faced before, but that’s not right, this corpse had been in here for much longer and it didn’t have the signature trains of the petrification disease monsters; shouldn’t a body like this should be a skeleton by now? The corpse also was wearing a strange mask on its body, it was white with a half-blue moon symbol. It was wearing some ragged clothes that looked like they would have been expensive in the past.

Pinocchio is smart enough not to touch it, but unfortunately one of those monster rodents entered the room, it made its way to attack Pinocchio, and as Pinocchio ended its life in just one swing, for a brief second his sword made slight contact with the sword stuck to the corpse.

*clink*

The sound was so faint but in the empty walls, it echoed for what seemed like minutes, despite only 8 seconds being the ones that passed.

…But nothing happened, Pinocchio gave out a sigh of relief, he took a few more steps to make his way towards the exit.

whErE dO YOu THinK yOu aRe GoINg…?

Pinocchio turned around, the dead body was standing, it held the sword in its hand, and it charged right towards him, it was so fast, that Pinocchio barely managed to block the attack.

A fight broke out, Pinocchio was a skilled fighter, how could he not be after everything he faced? Yet this opponent was one of his biggest challenges, its attacks were fierce and mostly directed towards his chest, the creature was trying to stab his heart, almost as if it knew his weakness.

It was almost impossible to parry its attacks, Pinocchio had no option but to keep blocking or dodging them, but his his Legion Arm he managed to shock and stun it, allowing him to use a fable attack, giving the killing blow.

The corpse fell to its knees the mask falling onto the floor exposing its rotting face, and it looked directly at Pinocchio who finally saw its eyes, its eyes were somehow intact, it looked just like the eyes of any other person and what made Pinocchio feel more dread its that he had the same blue eyes as him.

mAsTEr hAVe I FaILeD…YOu…?

With those words said, it turned into dust only the sword remained.

Despite his better judgment, Pinocchio decided to take the sword, it had so many small details, it was definitely custom made, maybe Eugéne could tell him something about its origins, she isn’t just skilled at making weapons, she knows their history. And the sword could be useful, as, despite the years it had kept its sharpness, it even looked like a brand new sword with its shininess.

Pinocchio opened the door, and finally found Spring, the cat rushed towards him, rubbing herself in between his legs, so happy to see him and the feeling was mutual. He carried her in his arms for some time, hugging her, he was just so glad to see her safe and sound. Spring showed Pinocchio what had happened, behind a painting there was a secret passageway, Spring had accidentally entered but was unable to get out.

Taking a look at the room, it was different than all the other ones, it was a child’s room, with a small bed, a desk with a small chair, and a shelf with books, it gave Pinocchio a strange feeling, not a scary feeling but for some reason being in this room made him feel sad. A few toys were scattered around almost destroyed by the passage of time, but one was left completely intact, it didn’t even have dust, it was a teddy bear with cute button eyes, Pinocchio grabbed it and put it in his bag, the toy just looked so… lonely, even if Pinocchio couldn’t explain why.

Next to the painting was a lever to activate the exit, before Pinocchio left he took a good look at it, it was a painting of a young boy wearing a white button shirt and blue shorts, he had long black hair and green eyes, a smile painted on his face. Next to the boy was a man, wearing light armor, he had blond hair.

And blue eyes.

Pinocchio pulled the leaver revealing a small crawlspace, Spring wasted no time in jumping inside and leaving, Pinocchio had to crawl to make his way out.

From a hidden space, Pinocchio emerged back at Hotel Krat, he was all the way on the 5th floor and he didn’t know how that was possible but he is no longer questioning how it happened.

They wasted no time in going to the Hotel Lobby where Antonia and Polendina were waiting, Geppetto was also there, so much time had passed and he had grown worried as well, Pinocchio had entered in the morning and came out by nighttime.

His father gave him a big hug and so did his mother, they were so worried, they thought something horrible must have happened and he explained the monsters he found inside and his encounter with the strange corpse.

“I believe it’s best we find a way to seal all the secret passageways,” Polendina said first.

“I agree, I need to see first if I can find all of them” Antonia gave out a sigh, “When I bought the place it had a map of everything around it, but I’m sure not all those secret passageways are written down, I certainly had no idea about the one on the 5th floor”

It had been a long day, as soon as Pinocchio got home he wasted no time on getting ready for bed. But before he did so he arranged what he had found, he set the sword aside in his closet and put the teddy bear next to his elephant and donkey plushies.

Finally, the notebook, Pinocchio sat down and opened it, flipping the pages again and reading some of its contents, one of them caught his eye.

“The philosopher stone?”

——

“So that’s what you are after?” Paracelsus had decided to meet him in person, “I see the interest, people like us aren’t able to grab fruit from gold fruit coins, and gold is a valuable asset for our type of research”

With the philosopher stone, one would be able to turn basic minerals into gold and also silver, rare ingredients used in alchemy, they are of great value.

The only reason Paracelsus was able to make the cure for the petrification disease was thanks to Pinocchio, because of his greed he wasn’t able to grab the fruit and it was easy to convince the naive boy that he was sick, and grabbing the fruit would worsen his condition.

“Truth be told, that would be a good use but I believe that the philosopher stone holds the key to something even greater,” The man said with a grin on his face.

“Such as?” Paracelsus was intrigued.

“Well Paracelsus I would tell you but I believe you said you were just an observer and you will not help me” He isn’t going to fall for Paracelsus's games, “And I don’t trust a madman like you”

“Mmm, what makes you believe I’m mad?”

“Don’t think I don’t know you were in a mental institution”

“Is that why you asked me if I knew about the secret layout of Hotel Krat?”

Well played, Paracelsus didn’t think anyone would find out about his past, he has kept it hidden so well, that none of the other alchemists ever suspected that sometimes he can get a little mentally unstable. Although sometimes he feels like Valentinus knew that something was off about him and when Valentinus died and Simon took over he could tell that Simon also questioned his mental stability, but that doesn’t count it takes one to know one after all.

Impressive that he found out about his secret, but it looks like he doesn't know yet about how he holds eternal life, the only person who has ever found all his secrets was that woman-

“You can leave now” The man rolled his eyes, “I don’t want to deal with someone like you, watch from the shadows if you want, I don’t care because I know you won’t interfere”

“I thought you were a doctor Frederick, shouldn’t doctors be kind to patients?” Paracelsus went back to his usual playful tone, “I’ve been a very good boy taking my meds~”

“I’m not that kind of doctor and you know that” Frederick doesn’t play games, much less with a man like Paracelsus. “So as I said, you can leave now”

“What about that distraction you were working on?”

“It’s already done, soon I’ll set it free” Frederick stood up from his chair, “Leave before I call security”

Paracelsus made his way towards the door opening it but before leaving he gave Frederick a playful wave with his hand.

“Good luck Doc~”

----

Sorrowful Ergo: 🔷 +20,000 

“The man was dead, yet even bound by magic too strong for his mind to comprehend, his spirit still lived, bound to the will of the master he loved, the one he swore to protect at all costs”

#lop #lies of p #liesofp #lies of p game #lies of p fanfic #ao3 link #this is in ao3 too #lies of p pinocchio #lies of p gemini #lies of p geppetto #lies of p antonia #lies of p polendina #lies of p spring #lies of p giangio

[pokewatcher20]

Actually I think I’m inconsolable about the 3rd Life Christmas sweater. I need to get this out there I’m sorry

So like. Obviously as a desert duo blog this is everything I could ever want. I get to represent my favorite duo??? This is a huge win already! And then the little details on it are just so 🥺🥺🥺

Monopoly Mountain… Pizza… the arrows that Grian lost his first life to… you can genuinely tell so much thought was put into the design it makes me want to cry :(

The snow in the desert is a bit funny, considering any sort of precipitation should be near impossible. And yet, it’s extremely important for imagery:

The snow shows that “Hey! It’s so obviously Christmas!” and compels us to imagine a similar scene. Monopoly Mountain, decorated and festive, allowing them a brief respite in an otherwise chaotic world. For one night, they can just be. No wars, no deaths. Just Grian and Scar on their little mountain

3rd Life specifically, out of all the Life seasons, is the one I thought would never be substantially referenced again. Usually it’s Last Life that gets talked about, or most recently Double Life. It’s been well over a year since 3rd Life came out, I don’t think anyone expected this

This begs the question; why Monopoly Mountain specifically? Obviously Grian is aware to some capacity of the popularity of desert duo. He referenced it near the end of an MCC livestream. But he could have just as easily made Double Life merch! That would have been significantly more relevant

But I think he might have realized just how popular the initial season actually was. I mean, people are still creating art of it to this day! So I think he was literally just like

Thank you for coming to my TEDTalk. TLDR: I have a lot of emotions about the new sweater and I’m so buying it as soon as it drops

#mcyt #3rd life smp #grian #goodtimeswithscar #<- by extension #desert duo #bloggers see one new merch and be like ‘let me write an essay’ #it’s me i’m bloggers

[sanchoyoscribbles]

toxic mew mew!! These are oooold ocs redesigned, they're called toxic mew mew bc they're all based on plants that are extremely toxic (and also, the team in general is pretty toxic, lol)

the lady in the middle poses as a teacher to get into a girl's correctional facility in california and inject this team of juvenile delinquents. this wouldve been a darker series that kind of explores 'well, what if the whole injecting animal dna into girls w/out their consent was done with someone with worse intentions/more manipulative than ryou, and if the girls weren't so cooperative with each other'...

more about them (and original designs for the sake of comparison) under the cut!

2015 designs

2017 redesigns! You can see the new ones are hard veers off the rails of what they looked like, but tbh I think the new designs/backstories are more fitting for the type of story I wanted to tell with these girls so /shrug

Here's some civilian headshot concepts!! subject to change ofc, but. yeah :)

Character profiles:

Iris Amsel / Mew Foxglove / 17

Infused with the White-collar Kite

Fashion sense: preppy, expensive taste

Iris is in juvie because of her expensive tastes. her family is lower middle class, but she's obsessed with appearing more wealthy than she actually is. She started off having her on and off boyfriend steal money from his parents, and then she herself started stealing from her own family and got caught shoplifting from a high end boutique. She looks down on people who don't care for their appearance and puts up a snobby front. In reality she's a very insecure person who worries a lot about the future, and will latch on to anyone who promises her anything steady; which is why Lola was able to promise her lots of money and fame eventually from the mew stuff to get her on board...

Ruka Bates / Mew Bloodroot / 15

Infused with the Bonin flying Fox

Fashion sense: emo girly punk (think gir hot topic jackets/black and red plaid skirts, teased hair and emo bangs, fingerless gloves, raccoon tail hair clips, type 2000s outfits)

In juvie because of vandalism…actually, she didn't, though! She got framed by her bullies who had dragged her along to help them graffiti a building. the original design was something they stole from her notebook full of doodles, so it was easy for them to point at her as the main culprit. she's incredibly anxious and is a huge people-pleaser, so that gets her into a lot of trouble. Lola has kind of taken her under her wing as her favorite, but Ruka is still uneasy about all this mew stuff. She just doesn't want to disappoint Lola, so she goes along with it…

Lola Black / Mew Blacklocust / 24

Infused with Darwin's fox

Fashion sense: cozy, soft-colored outfits, lots of warm beige colors, hair in a bun most of the time and wears glasses. she looks a bit disheveled despite how pretty she is, which puts people at ease.

Her father was a rival of Ryou's father while Ryou's family was in America, and her dad became obsessive about surpassing their work before he died in a chimera-related accident. Lola sees this as Ryou's fault (if the mews had been more effective that wouldn't have happened type thing. She put together that he was behind the mew project because she's a genius, but she 100% uses her smarts for the wrong things and has NO moral code) She sneaks into the correctional facility all the girls are at to inject them all and herself to surpass tokyo mew mew. (this story takes place 5 or so years after tmm does). She appears as a very kind person who really wants to help disadvantaged teens, but in reality she's a very cold, jealous person who could care less what happens to her girls so long as they get her what she wants. She absolutely knows how the system works, and believes no one would care or notice these kids getting used since they're delinquents…

May Greensdale / Mew Mayapple / 16

Infused with the Mangshan Pit Viper

Fashion sense: casual sportswear, lots of jerseys (but she decorates them with bows) shorts under all her skirts, lots of varsity jackets and bedazzled merch of her former high school team

May is in juvie because of property destruction/arson. May is actually a very hyper girl who's known for being friendly/popular at school, as well as being a soccer star! She made decent grades and was well-liked by everyone, had a good relationship with her parents and siblings…so it was a shock when she got busted for setting the school on fire after a big game. (one that her team won, no less!) In reality the stress of being good at soccer (expected to get a scholarship) was getting to her, and she's someone with poor impulse control/very black and white mentality, so rather than just talk to her parents/coach and explain she doesn't have passion for the sport anymore she…decided no school= no soccer team= no pressure. She actually agrees to the mew stuff pretty quickly because it sounds fun, and she actually does like helping! but her very impulsive nature gets her and the others in trouble a lot and makes the others mad at her, which stresses her out...the others do see her as a bit of a ditzy girl, but she's actually pretty smart when she doesn't give into her own whims and actually thinks things through!

Cheryl Ambers / Mew Wintercherry / 17

Infused with the Death Valley Pupfish

Fashion sense: has a very tomboyish style, baggy hoodies with basketball shorts, has been wearing the same pair of beat up sneakers since middle school, hair always kind of a mess and just tossed into a ponytail.

Cheryl is in juvie for assaulting a teacher. She'd gotten into multiple fights at school before that because she has intense anger issues and neglectful parents who never taught her to cope with her strong emotions in a healthy way. She's always had a lot of issues with authority, so becoming a mew feels like meeting an 'adult who finally gets it' (is 100% manipulating her) and is letting her fight as much as she wants rather than telling her what to do. she and Iris are roommates and HATE each other at first (then over time become friends and possibly more) and keep enabling each others awful habits. when people are nice to her she genuinely has no idea how to react because she's been on the defensive her entire life.

#tokyo mew mew #tmm #fan mews #magical girl ocs #ocs #original #this got so long. thank gd for the readmore feature lol #txmm #toxic mew mew

[soul-of-the-sanada]

Memories of Christmas - Clavis LeLouch - Chapter 1

Clavis’s Christmas event story, in his POV

Chapter 1 Part 1

—

It was the time of year where the scenery of Rhodolite was dusted a beautiful, pure white.

It was Christmas Day—the day everyone had been waiting for with high spirits and cheerful faces.

The same festive spirit was in the air in the palace. In a well decorated room, a certain, rather handsome, prince was giving a Christmas present to his beloved, equally pretty, lady.

MC: This box is HUGE. What on earth did you get me?

Clavis: That’s for you to find out! You’re going to love it.

MC pulled on the ribbon wrapped around the box and cautiously removed the lid.

MC: Oh wow!

Clavis: It’s a life-size body pillow, designed to match my proportions perfectly!

Clavis: Now you’ll have something to keep the loneliness at bay while I’m away on official duties.

MC: Thank you, Clavis. I’m going to take really good care of it.

MC wrapped her arms around the pillow and hugged it tight. Her lips stretched in a broad grin.

MC: Hehe. It’s so huggable.

Clavis: That’s what I hoped you’d say. But right now, I’m still here. If you want to hug me, how about you try it out on the real thing?

I threw my arms wide open and she leapt into them with flushed cheeks.

MC: This is the best Christmas ever!

MC: I love you so much, Clavis!

Chapter 1 Part 2

—

Clavis: So… How does that sound?

MC cocked an eyebrow and gave me an exhausted look of disbelief.

Clavis: Haha! Are you so touched that you can barely find the words? Don’t worry—that’s understandable.

MC: Oh, sure, I can barely find the words… but not because I’m touched. Do you really think I want a body pillow of you?

Clavis: Hmm, alright… Then what about some bedsheets with my face painted on them?

MC: How is that any better?!

The settled snow in the garden seemed to glitter like a treasure trove of jewels, each snowflake reflecting the sunlight.

MC and I were eating breakfast together as usual, and that beautiful landscape was what greeted us that morning.

We were alone together under the wintry sky, surrounded by snow.

My mind wandered and I found myself imagining what face Yves would make once he saw the change in the landscape. He was extremely weak to the cold.

Clavis: Aren’t you cold? We could huddle a little closer together.

I leaned over towards her, close enough that we could share our body heat.

She gave me a small smile and patted my arms as they wrapped around her waist.

MC: I’m okay, actually. The soup you made warmed me right up.

Clavis: Ooh, well, if you’re so warm… I can leech some of it off you.

Clavis: Ahh… You always feel so cozy and nice.

(It may have just been a spu-of-the-moment decision, but it’s actually rather nice to have breakfast outside in winter.)

Feeling the way MC relaxed in my arms, my smile widened without me realizing.

MC: Just so we’re clear, I really don’t need a body pillow shaped like you.

Clavis: Why not? You could even sleep with me on either side of you. Doesn’t that sound thrilling?

MC: I’ve already got my arms full with just one of you! And, besides…

MC: Nothing could ever come close to being a substitute for you. I miss YOU, not just the feeling of you in my arms.

I went silent for a moment, taken aback.

MC: So could you please think up some better ideas for a present?

MC: The weird face bedsheets are also a big ‘no,’ by the way.

Clavis: Ah–I get it now. The thing you want most in the world… is me in the flesh.

Chapter 1 Part 3

—

Clavis: Ah–I get it now. The thing you want most in the world… is me in the flesh.

Clavis: How daring of you to ask for something so scandalous for Christmas!

MC: That’s not what I meant and you know it.

Clavis: But isn’t it what you meant?

In a lot of cases, MC didn’t have to say what she meant aloud. I was getting good at reading her.

That was why I decided to say outright what I thought she truly felt.

(I’ll be done for if she keeps piling on those sweet declarations of love for me, though. It’s still only the morning!)

I cleared my throat, trying to make myself seem more composed than I really was.

Clavis: In that case, maybe I should just ask exactly what you want.

MC: For Christmas, you mean?

I nodded, and she pursed her lips in deep thought.

Clavis: Any books you want to read? Something like that?

MC: I mean… Dure, there’s got to be some books I want. But since it’s Christmas, I feel like I should ask for something more special.

She stirred her soup around and around absentmindedly, thinking hard. Eventually, she gave an awkward laugh.

MC: Sorry. I rejected your body pillow and bedsheets idea so hard, but I can’t actually think of anything better.

Clavis: I’m a prince, remember? Even if it’s impossible, I might be able to make it happen.

MC: Haha. I guess I never really think of you as royalty, so I haven’t thought about asking for anything over-the-top before.

MC: Honestly, there’s nothing I want. Well—apart from…

Clavis: Apart from what?

Our gaze met as the air between us turned tense. She leaned forward and lowered her voice slightly.

MC: I want to spend Christmas with you—just like this. Nothing to do, nowhere to go… Just me and you.

(My heart is definitely going to give out before the day’s over.)

That was the second heartfelt declaration of love I’d received in the space of only a few minutes.

I began to sense that she was really looking forward to Christmas, which only magnified my enthusiasm.

Clavis: You’d better look forward to CHristmas Day. I’ll whisper all sorts of sweet nothings in your ear all day long…

MC: That’s a step too far! My heart wouldn’t be able to take it.

She chuckled and looked away for a second only to look right back at me, her eyes widening as if she’d just remembered something.

MC: Wait, I thought I heard that you’ll be out on official duty on Christmas Day.

MC: Are you sure you can be making plans with me?

Clavis: Ah. Didn’t I tell you?

Clavis: Don’t fret a thing. This year will be far less busy than last, so I’ll be able to spend every waking second with you. Isn’t that wonderful?

I was currently in the process of adjusting my schedule and completing my work ahead of time so that we would be able to spend time together.

MC, however, said nothing.

Clavis: Hm? Why are you staring at me like that?

She gazed into my eyes, searching for something within them before eventually parting her lips.

Chapter 1 Part 4

—

Clavis: Don’t fret a thing. This year will be far less busy than last, so I’ll be able to spend every waking second with you. Isn’t that wonderful?

I was currently in the process of adjusting my schedule and completing my work ahead of time so that we would be able to spend time together.

MC, however, said nothing.

Clavis: Hm? Why are you staring at me like that?

She gazed into my eyes, searching for something within them before eventually parting her lips.

MC: …You’re not working yourself too hard, are you?

Clavis: Is that what it seems like?

MC: No, but I know you. You push yourself a lot.

Indeed—she had seen me do it plenty of times before.

Part of me felt guilty that I’d caused her to worry, but in truth, I was happy that she cared about me.

Clavis: Are you truly worried? Aww. You must really love me. Feel free to get even more worried!

MC: Clavis, c’mon… I’m not kidding.

Clavis: Unfortunately, there’s no need for you to be concerned. I’m easily getting everything done without pushing myself.

Clavis: What about you?

MC: Me?

She blinked, confused. I referred back to what she’d told me a few days prior.

Clavis: Didn't the owner of the bookstore ask you to read to the children every day leading up to Christmas?

At this time of year, most shops trialed out all sorts of different activities in an effort to boost sales.

MC’s bookstore seemed to be aiming for parents—the logic being that if they took their children along to the story time session, they might also buy a book.

MC: Thanks for the concern, but I’m totally fine!

MC: In fact, I’m loving it. It’s been ages since I got to work at the store.

A soft smile graced her lips, perhaps thinking about the children she’d met.

Clavis: Sure, it’s always good to have a change of pace. But if it gets too stressful, don’t keep it to yourself. Okay?

Clavis: Making sure you relax is my job as your lover.

To prove my point, I hooked a finger under her chin…

Chapter 1 Part 5

—

MC: Mm…

…and planted a chaste kiss on her lips.

Her eyes widened, taken off guard. But when I drew back to gaze at her face, they shone with adoration.

(And how lovely she is. What she doesn’t say with her voice, I can clearly see in her expression.)

My desire to give her the Christmas she wanted was intensifying by the second.

(I’ll most definitely spend the day with her. Now, I just need to think of a present…)

First times were always the most memorable.

And this Christmas was the first time we’d be spending it together.

As I strolled down the corridor drafting up ways to make my beloved MC smile…

Yves: Oh, Clavis. It’s you.

My eyes widened.

Having bumped into Yves just as I rounded the corner, an ingenious idea came to me.

(Ah-ha. Spending Christmas with your lover is important, but there’s one thing that’s even more crucial.)

(Besides… This seems like the perfect opportunity to do it.)

Yves narrowed his eyes at me and shuffled his way past, suspicious that I might play a trick on him somehow.

I suddenly turned on my heel and walked the same direction with purpose.

Yves: Wh-Why’re you following me?!

Clavis: Haha! Well, you see, I’d appreciate some advice…

Clavis: Would you mind joining me for a spot of tea? It’ll be absolutely hilarious.

ˋ°•*⁀➷Masterlist

#luna.script #ikemen prince #ikepri #ikemen prince clavis #ikepri clavis #clavis lelouch #story event: memories of christmas

[matteblacklips]

august update ii

Disclaimer: I would like to begin this email thread by saying if you didn’t want to receive emails from me you shouldn’t have given me your email to begin with.

Joke of the chain: Hear about the new restaurant called Karma....There’s no menu: You get what you deserve. Trip to NYC: New York was not what I expected. Of course it smelled & there were a lot of rats but I actually really loved it there. Huge fan of Kelvin being down af to do anything and a bigger fan of Stevin and Mina. I can’t wait until October 7th to see Jack Harlow there and have a weekend with 7. I found the coolest decorations for my new apartment and I just need frames for them now, and I got a special edition Spider-Man comic. Kelvin and I spent some quality time together this weekend and if he doesn’t hate me after spending four hours with me both ways, it’s safe to say Kelvin is never getting sick of me. The bar we went to was called The Vig Bar and walking there for 20 mins was almost worth losing a toe..the drinks were disgustingly strong.

Shefali Roast: Fiona asked me if she should go see Ewan McGregor this weekend, and little ole me confused Obi Wan with that boxer/wrestler/fighter from Ireland. I'm totally blanking on names and I can't tell if it's because I'm getting old or if my brain is fried from all the boozing I've been doing.

Kelli Talk : Everyone please pray for our queen Kelli who is now living with three boys until after Labor Day weekend. Being a physical touch girlie, I made her hold my hand today...let me know why neither of us have any f'n circulation? Boy update: Everyone welcome Alex to the chain. He is extremely excited to read the tea. Also; I left my purse at his apartment after my sneaky link & I swear I’ve never felt like more of an idiot considering not even 24 hours before that, I left my purse in Kelvin’s car after he dropped me off. Thank you, T, for driving/making me drive to go get it. I’m never doing that again.

TV Provider Update: HBOMax currently has the best selection of new shows and movies. Will keep you updated considering it changes every few weeks after they took down the Dark Knight Rises, I’ve never been Pro-HBO but they brought back some classics.

Pop culture Update: Jeanette Mcurdy (is that how you spell her name¿ I definitely messed that up) released a book and she basically talked about how much she resented Ariana Grande to the point where she heard a song of hers play on the radio and she started bawling her eyes out. Not Ariana’s fault obviously but Nickelodeon basically forced her to turn down movie roles because of her Sam and Cat contract but would let Ariana miss weeks of work for singing. It’s really sad when you think about it.

November/December plans: I was thinking of getting tickets to go see Celtics/Bulls game in November at TD Garden and I’m 90% down to send it but no one ask to go with me unless you’ll drop the $400 now. You already know I’m so petty that I’ll go by myself and watch the Bulls lose. I’m also down for the Celtics/Heat game in December, but I don’t have a grudge against the Heat. Serious inquiries only.

Amendment: I actually went to buy the tickets but I couldn't find my debit card so now I'm impulsive AND upset. Will try again tomorrow.

Catherine Update: 

Friend update: 7 is sick, Thomas and X are probably fine. Kiersten is headed to the cape this week. Anthony and X might live together. X is still so sexy. Kelvin listened to 2 hours of Taylor Swift with me this weekend. Mina has my glycolic acid toner and probably will never use it (I recommend that he does). Kelli is living with her boyfriend. Catherine might go see Alesso tmr. Fiona quit her job (congratulate her). Lynn saw The Weeknd in Dallas, she’s also a reels girlie. Tyler now has an apartment in Chicago and has a blanket and his couch ready for me. Mina Shehata is doing well, I miss him dearly, does anyone remember the first email I sent out (the one with the Holiday Muffin recipe), I’m still so touched that he chose to use that recipe and made it to top two in his baking competition. 

Anniversary : Happy Three Years, Pat and Sierra!

Song on repeat: Butter by BTS but the Meg Thee Stallion remix. Listen to it, you will not regret it. 

Availability this week: High chance of 7 and I going to dinner with Thomas and X this Friday, also high chance of us being on a boat. Kiersten is free this week so assume that the girls are raging this weekend (Saturday) Everyone is welcome to come. I can send a follow up email about location/where we go. Wednesday & Thursday are looking like I’m going home (considering I haven’t been home since last Tuesday) and I’m pretty sure my dad misses me. I work remote on Friday and that means I’m either taking the early morning bus in OR driving into the city after my 4:30 call OR I may not be allowed to leave my house..stay tuned.

Best, 

Shefali Patel

Follow up questions:

Do I have a loud voice? I was with a man and he said I did and I'm not gonna lie...that shit hurt my feelings so bad I almost shut up for the rest of the night.

What's worse, homewrecker or homie-hopper? Like from the perspective of the person being homewrecked and the homie that got hopped on. I personally say homie-hopper because imagine your best friend fucked your boyfriend/girlfriend.. that's fucked...could never be me...ever.

Keep in mind you would be responding to the chain so don’t blow my spot if you can help it. I would really appreciate keeping my dignity if I could.

What to expect: weekly to biweekly emails regarding things that matter to me including but not limited to bad jokes, an update on plans, current events, and my personal favorite new recipes and places to check out!

#shefalipatel_ on ig

[pop-punklouis]

Hi Hopeee 💗

Sorry I missed a couple days (oops) been really busy!! Oooh I wanna say I wish I were you (like doing things WAYYY in advance instead of at the last minute) but I can also see how stressful and annoying that tendency can be. Both the extremes suck 😩

Re: shows, I mean, I just think it's ways of trying to cram our brains with content so you have something to do, y'know? And as for stranger things, I see your point about they should've stuck to original lore but I also kinda like all the stuff they brought in, it was a little messy but it also felt huge and in some ways it seemed to tie up with the rest of the lore for me so I quite liked it. Even if it's a little bit of an extreme leap. I need them to make more black mirror and I'll deffo get back to you when I watch midnight mass AND 1899.

Re pasta: I like all kinds of pasta dishes. We make a lot of creamy garlic penne pasta with chicken. We also kinda just modify it a lot sometimes to fit our own cultural tastes and make it spicy. It's just good no matter what.

Masters in film and media sounds so cool! And it's totally okay and valid to not have any really future plans rn, I've been there tons and I still don't really know what I actually wanna do. You deserve a couple months rest! I'm sure you'll find the right fields in it's own time and I hope you find all the opportunities you desire! There's time, and you'll get there 💗 working in an antique sounds like THE life tbh. A small, simple life.

My weeks been okay! Busy with work and other events but also yes, definitely been Christmas shopping and stressing over gifts and them getting here in time rip I should've done this earlier 😩 we did however have our tree decorated since Dec 1st I think? Maybe earlier? Dunno. Hope you've been having a good couple days!

For today's question: if you could pick a color palette (or a bunch of colors) that you feel captures you/your vibe, what would they be? Feel free to include pictures of the colors if you want!

Sending you much love and the bestest vibes 💫

~🌱

no worries bb!!! it’s been such a busy time for me too so i’m just tryna find time relax in the middle of all the holiday season 🤧

re: shows. i think i just really fucking hate the vecna character as a villian he’s so lame and i wish they didn’t try and make it where he was the main dude of the upside down and created all of the monsters we’ve come to know throughout the seasons like mind flayer baby i’m SO sorry they did this to you :/ in my mind stranger things canonically ended after season 2 and these are just bonus seasons for fun fjfkfkfk but yes please can’t wait for you to watch those shows 👐🏼

re: pasta. oooo that sounds super good honestly. i love any kind of pasta that throws chicken in fr i just love chicken. i need to start cooking more. i baked a lot during the pandemic but got away from that too rip

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My boyfriend and his mom (maybe even his sisters last I've heard) believe in some religious deity called the angel of death and I was fine with it at first because I'm just agnostic -atheist anyways, it's just a belief after all. But lately, when his mom has come over to pray to the altar that now takes up 50% of my kitchen, she straight up leaves ENTIRE plates of food out on the altar as an "offering" and so the deity can "eat". She's even left a Thanksgiving plate out on it about a month ago even tho my bf and I didn't do anything/ got nothing for Thanksgiving. My boyfriend has done this too, which is also annoying but not usually to such an extreme extent. For him he always puts candies and stuff on it, which is still a waste nonetheless. However this morning I woke up to his mom having left an entire thing of bread, otherwise perfectly good square of cake, and a whole bowl of fruit on the altar and I'm very conflicted about it. On one hand, I'm guilty of accidentally forgetting about some veggies or things in my fridge and letting them go to waste, not to mention I also have found YouTubers like HowtoBasic funny when they waste food. And then there's the fact that food in this country goes to waste on huge amounts anyways. On the other hand, I never leave food out for it to spoil and feed the flies and roaches on purpose (we already have a bug and pest problem as it is), and I've also heard said YouTuber uses food about to spoil anyways (and even if he doesn't I guess at the very least it's entertainment and he's getting paid to do so).

My boyfriend's family is also poor and his mom specifically comes over to use my stove and get some food out of the fridge sometimes because according to him she doesn't have any sometimes. he pays her every check so she can get neccesities because her citizenship status is iffy and she has no job (I'm a stay at home gf rn too for the time being, but I don't leave food out). But just seeing how much food they all waste on that altar that they could be EATING instead makes it hard to have any sympathy whatsoever. No money supposedly but always has money to buy food, candles, statues and decor for this huge table of nonsense. Thoughts?

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*Warning Adult Content*

So, Mates? - Part 2 - Aaron -

Our mate, who I'd noticed on our short walk was slightly limping, stopped in front of an extremely expensive car.

"Holy shit. Is this your car?" I asked in awe.

"It is," he agreed, before unlocking the car and slipping behind the driver's seat.

I decided to sit up front with him and let Aubrey take the back but Aubrey quickly grabbed my hand before I could get in.

"What is it?"

"Um, is it okay if I sit in the front with you guys?" He asked.

I paused in a brief moment of confusion.

"There are only two seats, though. What's wrong with the back?"

The slightly shorter boy bit his lip, looking away.

"It's just that... I've never really been in a car before and I'm kind of nervous."

I felt a pang of sadness go straight through my heart at his words. Had he been cooped up with these psychos his entire life and never even gotten to ride in a car? How inhumane were they? I ran a hand through my hair, deciding to help him out.

"Why don't I sit in the back with you, then? That way we have more room."

Aubrey smiled and nodded his head, tugging me along. We both climbed into the back and Aubrey surprised me by trying to sit on my lap as soon as I was situated.

"Wait, wait," I said before he could.

"What?" he asked, looking genuinely confused.

"You should sit down in your seat. It'll be safer. But you can still rest on me," I explained.

"Okay," Aubrey said slowly, looking slightly disappointed.

He sat in the seat next to mine and with a little bit of instruction, was buckled in and ready to go. Our third looked back at us and made sure we were ready to go before driving off at a speed that was probably not very safe but I understood his eagerness to get out of here. The car ride was extremely silent... and extremely awkward. Aubrey leaned against my shoulder as we drove, which felt nice. 

The sparks were just as pleasant as people described them to be. I wondered what he felt, though. I needed to ask what he was. Not a shifter, I could at least smell that. I don't know how long it took for us to drive to our mate's house and I honestly could've kept track of time since I'd been on my cell-phone the entire time but eventually, we were driving into an underground garage underneath a very tall and modern apartment building.

‘It looked so luxurious.’

The three of us exited his car and he led us to an elevator and pressed a button for one of the top floors. Aubrey was quick to grab my hand when we started moving and I had to fight off a smile. I couldn't soften up that quickly. 

When our vampire mate opened the door to his apartment, I had to inhale quickly to get rid of a gasp. Aubrey merely grinned, he was trapped in a ginormous mansion for who knows how long, so he must be used to lavish decor and ran over to the couch in the living room. The space itself was very open and appealing to the eye. As soon as we walked in, we were greeted with a dining table.

Further into the apartment was the kitchen on the left, which was open to the living room that took up pretty much the rest of the space. I noticed a grand piano - of course - in a corner of the room out looking the view that stretched around the apartment via floor-to-ceiling windows. Further to the right was a set of doors, one of which I assumed led to a bathroom. 

A set of stairs next to the kitchen led up to what I figured was his room and bathroom. Maybe. I wouldn't know unless I explored, which I honestly really wanted to do. Aubrey didn't let manners or awkwardness stop him from doing what I wanted to do as he bounced around, obviously excited about a new environment.

‘So cute.’

"Why don't we sit down and discuss this... situation?" our third suggested.

Aubrey paused from opening one of the kitchen cabinets and nodded, plopping down on the large, white couch facing a fireplace and huge TV. I followed after him and decided to sit in one of the chairs, Aubrey pouted at that. With a sigh, I switched seats to sit next to him and he took the chance to slide onto my lap. I wasn't complaining, he wasn't heavy. Our other mate sat down in the seat I had previously occupied, intertwining his hands and placing them in his lap.

"Alright, I believe some proper introductions are in order. My name is Evander Carlin. I'm a Vampire, as I already stated."

Evander. His name seemed so... fitting.

"I'm Aaron Kingston. Uh, Beta Werewolf," I answered.

"Aubrey," the boy on my lap piped up.

"I think my last name is Keene... I'm not really sure. It's been a while," he said with a small laugh.

"I'm an Anthousai."

‘Ahhh.’ 

No wonder Aubrey smelled of flowers, he was a flower nymph. It also explained his cheery disposition despite his previous captivity. Flower nymphs were very peaceful and bright souls who mated for life just like shifters did. Their bond was recognized through direct eye contact if I remembered correctly. Evander nodded his head slowly before reaching up to rub at the stubble on his face.

Now that I got a good look at him, he definitely looked like a vampire if you knew what to look for, pale skin, dark eyes that looked almost pitch black, though that could also just be his eye color and fluid grace that only immortals seemed to have. After so many years on the mortal plane, they had to pick up something right?

"How old are you?" I found myself blurting out.

‘Great Goddess, Aaron. What the hell is wrong with you?’

I cursed myself internally for being such an idiot. My idiocy will never leave this apartment. My pack knows me to be a very serious and closed-off person. Not a mushy blabbermouth with no filter. My question didn't seem to surprise Evander because he smiled lightly.

"I'm one hundred and fifty this year, in a few months. I was turned when I was about to be thirty," he explained. 

"Can I ask how old you two are?"

Thirty huh? Not bad. I ignored the immortal age seeing as, if I thought about it, it kind of weirded me out.

"I'm twenty-five," I answered, before looking up at Aubrey.

"Twenty-four," he answered, and I think his age shocked me more than Evander's. 

"At least, I think so."

He looked younger. Were nymphs naturally baby-faced? They did live a lot longer than my species, maybe they just aged way slower. I looked at Evander when I noticed him nod again.

"I see."

We all fell into silence after that. Aubrey shifted around in my lap, showing how anxious he was. It made sense, he'd just been broken out his prison right as he was about to be sold off to some perverted weirdo.

"So, uh," I spoke, drawing both of their attention to me.

"It's not safe for Aubrey or me to check in with the group I was with until morning. The cult people might look for him and the other captives," I explained, before eyeing Evander warily. 

"You're not going to turn us in or anything, right?"

Evander's brow furrowed at my question.

"No. Why would I?"

After he said that, the meaning behind my question dawned on him.

"Oh, no, I'm not a part of that... group. My coworker tricked me into joining him, he said it was an art auction."

Now that he said that, I'd noticed his apartment was filled with plenty of art. I glanced around at it for a brief moment before looking back at him.

"Good. It would've been very awkward knowing our mate was part of a cult."

Evander hummed.

"So, about this mate situation, what will happen next?"

"Right..."

Now that introductions were over, I guess it was time to get into the deep stuff, like what we were going to do from here.

‘Yippee.’

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“you guys can just crash at our place,” suggests timothee.

“yeah, we have plenty of room. and a extremely comfortable couch.”

“that we do,” says timothee. “it’s really not trouble at all. we’re always happy for the company of friends. plus,” he adds, “we have a whole bunch of cookies that we made yesterday. the recipe was a lot bigger than expected.”

“how could we say no to that,” smiles lou. “just let us pick our stuff up from the hotel, then we can be proper parasites on you.”

“wouldn’t expect anything less from you.”

you head back home, lou and mike arrive a few minutes later, loaded with luggage. you help them with their bags and put them in the living room downstairs.

they stay for two nights. you’re always happy to host, especially friends like them.

they’re good guests, not making any huge messes and able to put up with you and timothee’s antics.

everything is perfectly fine until the last morning. you’re sitting in the living room with lou, timothee in the kitchen making coffee. he brings a mug in for you and then lou. once he’s gone, lou says “he really is the sweetest. you’re lucky to have a man like him. i’m sure he’s in high demand these days,” she jokes.

she means nothing by it, of course. you know that. she’s one of the sweetest people you know, but maybe that’s why it digs in. even she can see that timothee could have anyone.

“he sure is,” you say with a forced smile.

after coffee, lou and mike say their goodbyes. you try to forget about the comments, and you really are sad to see them go.

once they’re gone, you start doing the dishes. timothee comes up behind you and hugs you, resting his chin on your shoulder.

“i could see some tension between you and lou. did something happen?” he asks.

“it’s stupid. it’s nothing.”

“come on, talk to me. we don’t need to fight.”you hate how desperate he sounds. you both absolutely hate fighting.

“we’re not fighting. there’s nothing to fight about.”

“you’re making this really difficult.”

“you won’t understand! because you’re you and i’m me!”

“what’s that supposed to mean?” you don’t answer. “come on, you said it so it means something. tell me!” you don’t want to voice your fears because if you do then they’re more likely to come true. he’ll hear then and think “you know what, she’s right. i could do better.” and leave you in this house.

so, you run. you storm upstairs, past the bedroom and pull down the stairs that lead to the attic. once your up there, you set up the projector, and a film of the captured moments between you and timothee stars to play.

it’s bittersweet to look back on these moments, because you don’t know if you just ruined everything. a flash of when you surprised him on set, a someone took of you two dancing in the street to the tune of a band, and a clip of you and him playing in the snow last christmas.

you hear timothee coming up the stairs before you see him.

“hey, love. i’m sorry for the way that ended.”

“i am too. i know i shouldn’t run out like that, but i just…”

“got scared. i understand. i hate it when we fight. i don’t want us to end like that.”

“me neither.”

“are you ready to talk?” he asks. “it’s okay if you aren’t,” he adds. you think for a moment before replying.

“i just think that everyone wants you. and you, well let’s be honest, you could have anyone. i sometimes debate your choice of me. god, i hate feeling like this. jealousy is a waste of an emotion.” his features soften and he gives you a encouraging smile.

“honey, i’m yours. you don’t have to worry about that,” he says.

“i just feel like-i mean we’ve been together for almost three years, and i want us to be together for the rest of my years too. i keep getting scared that you’ll get bored of me. then we won’t get that time together.”

“as long as i have anything to say about it, we will,” he promises. “we’ve both been hurt by love like this in the past. love that seems perfect when it’s happening. i can tell you right now that i’ll try as hard as i can to stay with you like they didn’t in the past. as long as you’ll have me, i’ll be there for all your overdramatic reactions to every single photoshoot and movie.”

you pull him closer and drag him under the blanket, watching old home-videos together in the cold attic. it’s the room you two have spent the least amount of time designing together, for obvious reasons, but it’s the room that you think means the most to you at this moment.

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