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penelopetheconartist · 1 year

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Orange Porch Light: aka Coral Island Fanfiction by a Rafael Simp Section 3. Again this is just from my google keep notes because I get bored at work. Grammer will be questionable and I’ve probably forgotten some quotation marks

Penelope was trying not to eat the entire cake as per Rafael's advice. She spent a couple days getting the garden ready. Once she was satisfied with the amount planted she loaded up some of her tools and heads to blacksmiths. On her way, she stopped by Raja’s to grab a coffee for Rafael as both a ‘sorry’ and a ‘thank you’ for falling asleep at his table.

Raj smiled, “Good morning Penelope, what can i get for you?”

Penelope could feel her hands start to sweat, “Hi Raj, uhm you wouldn’t happen to know how Rafael takes his coffee?”

Raj barely took a second because of course they know everyone’s coffee order, “oh yeah. He just likes black coffee. One of those then?”

“Uhm yes please.”

Raj grinned, “Anything for yourself?”

Penelope was digging out some change, “oh uhm. Not right now. I’ll probably grab one on the way back.”

Well, I hope to see you later then,” Raj handed her the cup of coffee.

Oooooooh that's what Pablo was doing.

When Penelope arrived at the blacksmiths, Pablo was at the counter going over some paperwork and Rafael was hammering something so he didn't hear her come in.

Pablo lit up, “oh hey Penelope what can we do for you today?”

She placed the tools on the counter and smiled politely a little hurt Rafael hasn't turned around yet, “Hi Pablo, I was hoping to maybe get these upgraded?”

Pablo picked up one of the tools and gave it a quick once over, “yeah shouldn't be a problem I'll check with Raf on time frame. Hey Raf!!”

He didn't turn around. Pablo rolled his eyes and gestured to his ears at Penelope. She did not know what that meant. Pablo found a pen and whipped at the back of his brothers head. Bullseye! Raf flinched and turned around ready to say some choice words to Pablo but quickly softened when he saw who their customer was.

“Oh hi”, he smiled shyly taking earplugs out.

Penelope powerwalked away from the shop. Raf called her sweet and she was dying. She really wished she could just ask him out but was that weird? She's only lived here for 3 weeks. Besides her home she's been at the blacksmith the most. Maybe she'll go to the tavern this weekend and get to know more people. Yeah, that's what she needs. She made her way back to Raja’s to get herself a coffee. Raj noticed Penelope looked more flustered than she had this morning. Had they known what her favourite coffee was, they would’ve started to make it.

“Raf how many days to get these in better shape?”

Rafael approached the counter offering one more shy smile to Penelope before looking over the tools. He picked up one tool at a time giving each a thorough look over. (Because let’s be honest, he probably does most of the actual work).

“I can have the pickaxe ready tomorrow”, he said moving it aside and Pablo started to write up the work order, “This sickle I can have done the next day.” He leaned forward on the counter to look closer and mentally map what he'd do. He grabbed the sketch pad on the other side of the counter to get a quick sketch of the plans with some notes.

Penelope just stood there trying not to be obvious about admiring his arms. Pablo 100% noticed but only smirked to himself.

“Thanks again for getting the hoe in better shape.”

Rafael tensed, he was still so nervous around her. Which was ridiculous right? She's only been here 3 weeks now? He couldn't have any sort of feelings right? She's just new. She's just new and that's why he's so nervous.

He grinned but looked away rubbing the back of his neck, “uh yeah. You're welcome.”

Pablo was dying from how awkward they were and left to go count some supplies. He would've seized the opportunity if she had shown any interest in him. These two communicating was pure agony to him.

Penelope dug her toe and didn't look up, “Uhm thanks for letting me sleep at the table. I'm sorry about that again. So here this is for you.” She held out the coffee but kept her eyes lowered.

Rafael looked towards her surprised and blushed hard, “Oh!” He laughed awkwardly, “you're too sweet. Thank you.”

She finally looked up when he took the cup and he had such a bright smile,

“Raj said you liked black coffee.”

“I do. Thanks a lot!”

“Okay cool,” she smiled relieved, “Well I'll see you guys tomorrow,” Penelope stammered and left the shop in a hurry.

Raf held the hot cup between his hands and smiled at the door Penelope vanished through.

Pablo came back to the counter to finish the work orders, “so... she fell asleep at our table, huh?”

Raf laughed a little and took a sip of the coffee, “uh yeah.”

“When?”

“Uhm last Friday”, Raf smirked.

Pablo scrunched his brows, “why?”

“She was tired and I told her to grab some coffee while I took a look at the hoe,” Raf took another sip of the coffee and sat down to work on the plans for Penelope's tools.

Pablo sat down beside him. Raf smiled every time he took a sip of the coffee which drove Pablo insane.

“So when are you going to ask her out?” He asked almost impatiently.

Raf choked, “what are you talking about”, he said quietly cuz he absolutely knew what he was talking about.

Pablo groaned, “oh my god you're both so into each other. Ask her out!”

Raf blushed harder and looked away, “she's not into me.”

“She brought you a coffee.”

Rafael thudded his head against the counter and groaned, "So??"

Pablo laughed and patted him on the back. "Penelope's really into you. You don't see the way she looks at you, man. It's cute and gross."

Raf laughed but kept his forehead on the counter. "You know I can't ask her out. I would probably die on the spot."

Pablo snickered, "yeah I know. It's alright I'll help in whatever way I can. I'll think of something."

Raf sat up, "thanks Pablo."

Pablo just laughed, "anytime man. Y'all need to hook up so you stop being so goddam awkward."

Raf covered his face to hide his embarrassment, "geezus Pablo."

“Glad to see you came back,” Raj greeted warmly in an effort to help Penelope out of her flustered state, “are you getting something for yourself this time?”

“Yes please, I’d like a coffee with coconut milk.”

Raj gave her a side grin and started making her the drink, “Did Rafael like his coffee?”

Penelope’s face turned pinker as she accepted her coffee, “uhm yup!”

Raj noted her reaction and smiled to themself, “good to hear, take care Penelope,” they called as she awkwardly walked away.

#coral island #coral island fanfic #coral island fanficiton #orange porch light #coral island penelope #oc x rafael #coral island oc x rafael #deanne writes fanfic #deanne is cringe on main #i am not a writer ps #i just like to write when i'm bored at work #and share my stuff because i crave more content #and i know others do #orange porch light : 3

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justalittlebluetiefling · 2 months

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#i don't believe that people for serious reasons sort their books any way but by author #and then obviously by release date/series within that #i am being told that i am being JUDGY #also if you sort your books any other way HOW DO YOU FIND THEM #i really need to know #polls #can't believe i forgot to include genre in here

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zytes · 6 months

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this manatee looks like it’s in a skyrim loading screen

#misc #I encourage anyone dyslexic to try rotating him in your mind. I can’t do that; which is why I’m asking you to.#also: a bunch of tags are surprised this isn’t ‘shopped #it’s the lighting. backlit by the sun (which is diffused through the water) but also forelit artificially #the artificial light - a flash pack or something - casts a hard shadow under the creatures arm #which normally wouldn’t be possible if backlit by the SUN; you’d see a less-hard/more-fragmented shadow above water #as light sources ‘compete’ in a sense - and since there aren’t any light sources which can outshine the literal sun #it looks a bit weird when the darkest shadow is being cast from any other origin point - which is what’s essentially happening here #I don’t know the mechanics of how light travels through water; but I know the effect is substantial even with relatively short distances #also: it’s been balanced and color corrected by the author of the photo - who made deliberate choices to bring out the full potential #so it’s not like it’s a fresh and untouched export #but the kind of ‘tacked on’ appearance of the creature is a result of the lighting conditions within the image

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trudlejack · 4 months

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(+part 2)

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qiinamii · 9 months

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we'll do fine.

#fionna and cake spoilers #what hits me a little is how similar fionna and simon's stories are in the case of finding nuance in their lives #when both have gone through their separate but still valid pain no matter the extent it had been #and its that they met each other they get to see how it compares and they're no less worth of the peace and fun they dreamed of #even in the form of simplicity and just being normal #“i wouldn't have met THE fionna and cake” “we wouldn't have met THE simon petrikov”#it hits me harder that after the dandelion scene would've been their last time seeing each other physically #and how assuring simon sounded when fionna didn't know what to do with the literal world in her hands #tho im sure prismo isnt that much of a rule jerk lol i still drew out the revelation anyway with this tiniest addition #also the fact fionna's world is influenced by simon's thought processes and conditions so now things are a little better for both of them #fionna the human #fionna campbell #simon petrikov #qiiarts #the lil flashback of #betty grof #fionna and cake #adventure time

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inkskinned · 10 months

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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?

#almost wrote the champagne line as ''effervescent'' but legit could not write it without saying ''effervescent like a snail''#ah tumblr...#writeblr #warm up #idk . having trouble writing rn #ps i don't like to talk about it . it is my medical information. but before you ask. yes this is about being on the spectrum #i really don't like when ppl make my writing about how im [whatever ID]. i want it to ring true for the people who it rings true for #i don't want it to be like ''awwwww look at this person!!! she's the EXCEPTION!!! :)" .....#no.... not really.....#idk something gross happens whenever i admit to certain conditions and i turn into like inspiration p*rnography #like yes they actually let us use keyboards these days #furthermore i just... dont feel comfortable talking about this part of me. i had too bad of a childhood. adhd is one thing...#this one im like. still coming to terms with. which is like. my own journey.#idk. just please be kind. some things are more private than others. this one feels private to me.#i do not know how to help others w/this . and i do not know how to help myself. i will talk about it if im ever ready. idk if that will #actually ever happen #ty in advance i love u im kissing you we are kissing somewhere on the spectrum

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mynnthia · 19 days

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was talking with a friend about how some of dunmeshi fаndom misunderstands kabru's initial feelings towards laios.

to sum up kabru's situation via a self-contained modernized metaphor:

kabru is like a guy who lost his entire family in a highly traumatic car accident. years later he joins a discord server and takes note of laios, another server member who seems interesting, so they start chatting. then laios reveals his special interest and favorite movie of all time is David Cronenberg's Crash (1996), and invites kabru to go watch a demolition derby with him

#dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #kabru #kabru already added laios as a discord friend. everyone else in the server can see laios excitedly asking kabru to go with him #what would You even Do in this situation. how would YOU feel?#basically: kabru isnt a laios-hater! hes just in shock bc Thats His Trauma. the key part is kabru still says yes #bc he wants to get to know laios. to understand why laios would be so fascinated by something horrific to him #and ALSO bc even while in shock kabru can still tell laios has unique expertise + knowledge that Could be used for Good #even if kabru doesnt fully trust laios yet (bc kabru just started talking to the guy 2 hours ago. they barely know each other)#kabru also understands that getting to know ppl (esp laios) means having to get to know their passions. even if it triggers his trauma here #but thats too much to fit in this metaphor/analogy. this is NOT an AU! its not supposed to cover everything abt kabru or laios' character!#its a self-contained metaphor written Specifically to be more easily relatable+thus easy to understand for general ppl online #(ie. assumed discord users. hence why i said (a non-specific) 'discord server' and not something specific like 'car repair subreddit')#its for ppl who mightve not fully grasped kabru's character+intentions and think hes being mean/'chaotic'/murderous.#to place ppl in kabru's shoes in an emotionally similar situation thats more possible/grounded in irl experiences and contexts.#and also for the movie punchline #mynn.txt #dm text #crossposting my tweets onto here since my friends suggested so

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artkaninchenbau · 3 months

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A h-heartfelt reunion..?

Bonus

#Sir Crocodile #Monkey D Dragon #Emporio Ivankov #Dragodile #Crocodad #My art #One Piece #We're not gonna talk about the work I should be doing rn I have Severe Procrastinitis and I'm doing my best okay #Alternative version where it was both Crocodile and Garp beating Dragon's ass before Iva-chan joined in but that was too much effort lmao #I'm a believer in Dragon being a Wind Logia so don't worry guys he is 100% taking this beating intentionally #He knows what he did and he's dealing with the concequences of his actions. With grace.#You know I realize Iva-chan should be two whole meters taller than Crocodile but we're just gonna ignore that #Look Iva-chan taking Crocodile's side and being like ''Crocoboy is right you fucked up bad Dragon'' brings me joy #And for real I've been wanting to draw this for months. But never did because I had other shit to do. Which I still do #But. You know. Sometimes you need to draw a shitpost. It's ✨ self-care ✨#And appearently One Piece shitpost comics have become the thing I draw for myself on occassion

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july-19th-club · 1 year

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seriously have been thinking about this all night long. call me autistic but the fact that 90% of workplaces the point is not to get your work done and then be done doing it but to instead perform an elaborate social dance in which you find something to do even when you're done doing everything you need to do in order to show your fellow workers that you, too, are Working . because you are at Work . disgusting why cant we all agree that if there is no work immediately to be done. we just dont do anything

#i personally like to not be doing things constantly at all times. it stresses me out #i know there are ppl who thrive on cosntant activity #but me i like to chill out.#and the problem then becomes that i only ACTIVELY remember to do work and Find More Work To Do when im stressed #at the thought that others might want to see me working #if im ever relaxed i just dont look for stuff to do #catch 22 of modern work culture which permeates even ostensibly noncapitalist structures like public libraries #for instance: will it really kill anybody if the books get shelved by me now after a very busy day?#or shelved tomorrow morning by. well probably me since i'll be the one at the desk #not in the slightest #but it was work that wasnt being immediately done by me. therefore it was incorrect behavior #that i failed to identify because my instinct is to relax when not immediately presented with a Situation #this got me labeled as 'having no initiative' by my dad from a very early age #and even as an adult i still feel like im a child with no initiative

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chloesimaginationthings · 5 months

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The FNAF Mikes and Vanessas watch Immortal and restless

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biggest-gaudiest-patronuses · 8 months

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gender is a competition and i'm losing on purpose. i read the handbook and diligently wrote down every single rule violation i could perform. i even invented new ones

#and i'm not special most other nonbinary people i know are doing the exact dang thing

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colinprovolone · 2 months

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