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୨ ♡ ୧︰ WHOSE MIND ARE YOU ON?   ઉ   PAC.
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Hello, angels! I hope you're doing well! Today, I bring to you one of my favorite reading topics. Let's get curious and see whose mind are you on, shall we? If you liked this reading, please consider tipping me at @ [email protected] via paypal! xo ♡
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HOW TO CHOOSE YOUR PILE.  take a few deep breaths and look at each picture separately. see which one brings you to a feeling, a place or a memory. take your time and feel free to come back to it later!
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୨୧ PILE ONE
ace of pentacles ✧ the tower ✧ two of wands
Oh, this is someone whom you've had a huge falling out with. The aftermath has left both of you scarred, the foundation of your connection has crumbled, but both of you still check up on one another. For one half of this pile, this is purely platonic, like an ex friend or co-worker. For the other half, this was a friends with benefit situation... feelings made things even messier and the two of you got caught up in a thunderstorm.
Regardless, this person holds so much love and so much hatred inside their heart. They're so angry, but they miss you so much. They look at your old photos, reminisce on old memories. I just saw a best friend necklace in my mind's eye. They want to talk to you, but in that exact same second, they are reminded that things aren't that way anymore. It pains them, it ails them.
They likely write about you in the form of poetry, maybe journaling. They listen to songs about you, maybe even watch or read tarot readings in the hopes of finding closure. I genuinely don't think this person means any harm towards you, you're just both incredibly hurt by one another and I think distance has done you well so far. The waters need to calm down before the two of you can talk again, feelings need to be addressed and processed before you can cross paths.
This person misses you so badly, but I think the thought of this connection still brings up a lot of triggers to the surface. You may have some harsh aspects in synastry that create this tension or perhaps the two of you are fire signs. Sort of like a harsh Mars and Pluto aspect, but take it how it resonates. For your sake, it's important you address the feelings you have for this person (be it rage, hatred or love) so you don't feel trapped by this situation.
channeled messages and signs: best friend, betrayal, 10 of swords, "how could you?", "i stay up thinking of you", pinky promises, bikes, red sweater, october, insecure, competitive, jealous, leo, pick me, saturn, 333, 7, "you were mine".
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୨୧ PILE TWO
the world ✧ the sun ✧ three of cups
Ah, this is someone who's away from you physically, but not emotionally. They love you so much. It's possible they have traveled for work or study temporarily, but they can't wait to come home to you, to be in your arms. It feels a mix of platonic and romantic energy, so please take it how it resonates. It could be someone who hasn't confessed their feelings to you verbally, but I think it's pretty darn obvious.
Either way, you make this person so happy, so giddy, so full of hope and love. You remind them that there are better times ahead and I think there's something about your smell, your embrace or smile that this person adores. You inspire them in so many ways, there's literally no one like you in this world. You're their favorite - and I think it's a mutual feeling here.
If this is someone whom you've met online, they're so eager to meet you. They probably daydream about it, they're taking active steps towards it too. They hope for ice cream-filled days under the sun and walking with you in the park. I feel very idyllic, it's wholesome and adventurous at the same time.
You bring a sense of courage and strength in this person, I think you're their "energy booster" in a way, either through your words or just who you are in general. You give this person a bit of a sweet, but fun adrenaline rush. They're so excited by the thought of you.
channeled messages and signs: cottagecore, wifey, strawberries, hot pink, neon green, astronomy, lauv, riding shotgun, roadtrip, plane flights, concert tickets, airports, "baby blue", kpop, "bestie", "bae".
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୨୧ PILE THREE
ten of cups ✧ six of pentacles ✧ seven of swords (clarified by the two of cups)
This is someone well established and hardworking, someone who seems quite happy on the surface. They live in a shiny world, a perfect world. At least that's what it looks like on the surface.
This person is married and may have children already. You work with them, or under them. However happy or well-meaning this person may seem towards you, they are secretly very, very attracted to you. They want something more than professional or platonic with you, but they're keeping it under wraps right now.
I can't help but feel icky, like this person wants to have it all and that means going behind their partner's back in order to have you. I don't think they would ever come right and clean about this to anyone in this situation. You're like a shiny object this person wants to collect for themselves, but it's not like they'd care for you in any capacity. I Want it All by Arctic Monkeys started playing in my head. I think this is probably this person's view towards the world.
The Eight of Cups is at the back of the deck - be sure to not engage with this person emotionally, or any more than you already have. They're not honest about their feelings or intentions and it shows in the way they're sneaking around, while their partner's blissfully ignorant about it. Cheater, fuckboy energy!
channeled messages and signs: black and white, indie pop, millenial, 1989, 1990, power dynamics, chief, corporate nightmare, suits, fanfiction, beard, "don't look back", the fray, melancholia.
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୨୧ PILE FOUR
five of cups ✧ seven of wands ✧ knight of swords
Whoever this is, I feel a more childish, impulsive energy. I don't know if this person is still in your life, but chances are they regret something they did or said to you. They're mourning your connection for the time being. I think you pulled away from them over a boundary they crossed or you stood your ground and they weren't expecting it. The friction here may not have been grand, but it was enough to make them feel guilty, regretful and even ashamed.
They're looking back on their actions and they're wishing they had a do-over. For some reason, I feel like this person is younger than you or just less experienced. They have a "younger sibling" feel to them, someone who's still a page. You were a source of stability and comfort to them, I think they still look up to you in some way, because I feel that they're ashamed over disappointing you.
However, as sad as it is, it doesn't seem like the end of your connection, for most of you. If this is a family member, like a cousin or sibling, chances are you'll both need to let this "marinate" and come back to talk about it later. They want to talk it out with you regardless, so it's not as definite as it may have seemed before. Even if you do have your guard up towards this person and vice-versa, give this connection a chance. I honestly feel like there's still a lot of love and admiration left between the two of you.
channeled messages and signs: "i wish you were here", victory, number 7, stubborn, "i'm the older one!", nitpicky, play-fighting, gossip, lullabies, bedtime stories, "i was trying to protect you", defensiveness, muddy waters, family portraits, petty, blocked.
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୨୧ PILE FIVE
queen of pentacles ✧ the star ✧ five of pentacles ✧ three of wands
This is a motherly person. They could be an actual mother, an aunt, a grandma, or simply someone who embodies these nurturing traits, almost to the point of being a little overbearing. It can also be a "mom friend", someone who cares for others by giving them gifts. They're well established and might give unsolicited advice in regards to career, finances or relationships, but they mean well.
The reason why you're on this person's mind is because they're wishing you well. Maybe you suffered a loss recently, or you've been depressed and this person is hoping you can recover soon. I think you may have distanced yourself from others, but this person wants to help you. Still, they're waiting on you to reach out to them.
It's possible they've sent you flowers or "get well soon" texts and cards. I don't know why I get the feeling you were or are sick, struggling in some type of visible way and that's why they're worried. Maybe to you it doesn't seem like a big deal, but since this person is more experienced, they know how to deal with certain things and they really want to help you.
They might have offered you to stay at their place, or maybe have cooked you soup. I get very lovely, nurturing feelings from this pile. They wish you well and hope you can cheer up soon! For some, this is a person from your home country? You may be studying or working abroad and this mother figure wants you to take care of yourself. Aw!
channeled messages and signs: south korea, china, "i'm fine! i promise", subway, skip and loafer, exam season, 555, big city, hometown, missing the train, "i'm running late", overprotective, homemade meals, flu season, childhood movies, growing up, middle age crisis.
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୨୧ PILE SIX
eight of cups ✧ eight of wands ✧ ten of swords ✧ the sun
This is such a back and forth energy, pile six. I won't lie, it feels difficult but exciting... but also really difficult? This person has been in and out of your life multiple times. You fight and then get back to each other. Then you fight again, going round and round.
It's interesting because The Sun is here, so you do make each other very happy, but you also make each other very miserable. I think this dynamic moved very fast unexpectedly. There's lots of attraction, but also lots of heartbreak. It could be a friends with benefits situation, maybe an ex you can't get over. I also heard "sneaky link" and the messages feel quite 18+, if you get what I mean.
You see, you enjoy this person's presence very much. Even when they tease you. And you've hurt each other many times, but I think you can't stop coming back to one another. There's this strange, unbreakable bond, but it's also a connection that triggers the both of you a lot and could've turned quite toxic.
This is the only pile where I had to pull more than four cards to channel the messages and I got the Queen of Wands. I think both of you are drawn to each other like moths to a flame, but there's some maturing needed if this connection is meant to progress. I didn't include advice in the previous pile, but the High Priestess came out for you as advice. So make sure to tune in to your emotions, your needs and how this person is engaging with you. Is this something truly fulfilling for you? How are you being called to step up your boundaries, your words and your actions? Connect to what you truly desire for yourself.
channeled messages and signs: "in my feels", drake songs, coquette aesthetic, water by tyla, pink hat, y2k, black girl magic, it girl, jennie kim, long hair, neon lights, freeze, nail art, "know your worth", boss, "cheer up buttercup", "you're so high maintenance", work crush, toxic by britney spears.
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DISCLAIMER. Tarot is a divination tool, it’s not a substitute for medical and professional advice, nor is it meant to be taken as such. I don’t take responsibility for any choices made by you or others regarding my readings. Be mindful ♡
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azsazz · 5 months
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Hiiii! I’ve recently been getting into more Eris fics (would appreciate it if my phone would stop correcting his name to zeroes- 🙄🙄🙄)
I was wondering which of your Eris fics you’d recommend starting with? I wanna read them all but can’t decide where to start 🥴🫶🏻
Hello hello!!
First of all, I love this for you, Eris is SO underrated it's not even funny.
My fav Eris fic of mine is probably Safe Haven (Part 2), this one has my heart. Fire & Water (Part 2) (Part 3) is also good for some more angst.
If you're looking for fluffy Eris, Sweeter Than Pie and Creepy Campfire are always good (perfect for the fall time too!)
And for smut, I reccommend You Know I Always Liked Playing with Fire (check trigger warnings), and The Burning of the Autumn Leaves and the Roaring of My Yearning Heart.
If you want to get into Poly!Eris, Wrong Side of the Right Coin (Part 2) (Azris) and What's Mine (A/B/O, Rhysand x Eris x Reader) are my absolute favs.
If you've made it this far, I'm also dropping @acourtofmenandthirst because she writes TOP TIER ERIS CONTENT.
Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk. 💙
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good-beanswrites · 6 months
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hello beans!! hope you're doing well 💜 ^w^ I know you've probably gotten a lot of requests - but I'm gonna add to that pile anyway because it's fun and also your writing is wonderful and always cheers me up to read!! I'm so inspired by your drabbles and you really bring these characters and this little world to life ;w;
From drabble list #1:
14. "Please tell me, this is not why you woke me up."
Character(s): honestly anyone, but my gut was saying Es as soon as I saw that sentence so... up to you!
Woo thank you pal, same to you!! Thanks for your kind words ah ;--; This is the perfect line for Es omg, I've been cracking up over it for so long 😂 I was tempted to write them waking up for T2, taking one look around and going "uh-uh," but decided on some T1 comedy...
Es rarely dreamed. Usually it was vague images and thoughts. Sometimes it was just them thinking about breakfast the following morning. Occasionally they were plagued by a nightmare of being forced to sing karaoke with the prisoners. Most of the time, though, it was just silence that welcomed them at the end of the day. Wonderful, peaceful, silence.
BANG-BANG-BANG!
Someone slammed their fist on the door. Es just about fell out of bed.
Mikoto’s voice came from outside. “Oi, get up! There’s been… uh… an incident!”
That was the last thing a prison guard wanted to hear at -- Es checked the clock -- 2am. Damn. 
They muttered to themself as they threw on their uniform. Why the prison’s cells didn’t lock was beyond them. Some of the prisoners were more troublesome than others, but the first trial had been going smoothly thus far. Why now? 
Their mind flashed with various possibilities, each one worse than the last, all urging them forward. By the time they were running down the hallway, their shirt buttons were a row off, and they had to switch their shoes to the opposite foot. They adjusted the cap clumsily on their head.
Fear gripped their chest as they heard Jackalope’s voice crying out for help from the panopticon. Jackalope never called for help. 
Es burst into the room. The prisoners froze, looking up guiltily. 
They sat in a huddle on the floor. Yuno and Muu held the little furry warden over a tub of sudsy water. Bottles of soap and shampoo sat nearby. An assortment of brushes and combs sat to the side. Splashes of water spread across the prisoners and ground, speaking to several failed attempts at getting Jackalope into the bath.
Nearby, Mahiru was holding up the tiny guard’s uniform, her sewing kit spread out on her lap. Es spotted bandages on Yuno’s and Kazui’s fingers. Shidou was currently dabbing blood off Fuuta’s nose as he fumed. Jackalope leaned over to nip at the hands holding him, but Yuno and Muu held him fast.
“Es!” came his frantic voice as he thrashed around. “You gotta help me! Make them stop, dammit!” 
From the group of prisoners who had been watching from a distance, Haruka turned to them. “Oh! Es! Th-they thought that he needed a -- uh, a bath! His uniform had a h-hole, and Mahiru can s-sew! And they thought, they thought we could do it all t-together… Muu called it a -- a spa night…” 
“At two in the morning?” Was all that came to mind.
“We tried to get him to do it earlier today,” Muu said, “but we didn’t get a chance until now.”
“They didn’t get a chance to kidnap me, she means!” He squirmed around some more, swinging his antlers wildly. “They hid around the corner and nabbed me like the filthy criminals they are!!”
Yuno said, “hold still,” as she brought him closer to the water. He kicked his feet wildly, screaming at Es to show a little authority and do something. 
“Hold on a second,” they stopped her.
They closed their eyes, pinching the bridge of their nose. They took a measured breath. They were here to contemplate sin and crime, guilt and forgiveness. Their job should have consisted of questions about morality and life and death; they never anticipated looking around their prison and asking, “is human shampoo even safe for his fur?”
Kotoko spoke up from the other side of the room. “That’s what I thought, but is he really a rabbit? He eats human food and everything, we didn’t think a bit of soap was that different.”
Jackalope disagreed (“that stuff is as bad as poison -- poison I tell you!”) but the others chimed in with their agreement. From around the room came promises that they were being gentle with him, and that they’d keep quiet, and that they’d dry and brush his fur really well when they’d finished, and that they’d feed him treats, and that his uniform was already good as new, and so on. A few complaints at getting bit mingled with Jackalope’s own insults. 
“-- Alright.” Es held up a hand to silence them all. They knew a warden shouldn’t be making compromises with their prisoners. At the same time, they didn’t have the energy to argue about bunny baths at this time of night. “You can continue, but wash him outside of the tub. And go easy on the shampoo. Any mess you make must be cleaned by morning.” 
They were met with excitement and thanks. Jackalope grumbled that they were too soft, but he sounded relieved as he was whisked away from the dreaded bathwater. 
Es sighed. There may have been a few bites and bumps, but that was all. No emergency, no fight, no danger plagued Milgram tonight. Their relief quickly turned to annoyance. They leveled their gaze at Mikoto as he entered from the hallway behind.
“Please tell me this isn’t why you woke me up.”
“Huh? Oh, this? No, no -- we have everything under control. Aw, Mappi, that looks great!”
He pointed at her sewing job, revealing bandages on his hands as well. It looked like no one was safe from the rabbit’s little teeth… Then Mikoto jabbed a thumb casually over his shoulder. “Nah, the faucet in the men’s room broke when we tried filling the basin. The whole room’s flooded now. I think it’s gonna start spilling into the hallway soon.”
“WHAT?”
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dgct2 · 9 months
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This is another long thread that is worth reading. These are tips of what to do if you want to help the WGA Picket Lines in LA. Thanks to Liz Hsiao Lan Alper for writing this all out. You can find her Twitter HERE.
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First, when we say "Join the picket line!" what we mean is, "Join the picket line IF YOU CAN."
There are a plethora of reasons you might not be able to picket. All of them are okay. We're talking to the folks who can but don't want to, not the ones who want to but can't!
Here are the guidelines for picketing, as found on the WGAContract2023 site.
ARRIVING TO THE PICKET LINE
Remember to sign-in during your picket shift. Show your WGA card or a photo ID at the sign-in table and staff will sign you in. If not a member, you can sign with staff.
Bring reusable water bottles and sunscreen. Guild staff will bring sunscreen for emergencies but likely will not have enough for every person on the picket line every day.
Wear comfortable shoes and a hat. It gets HOT, and we want everyone to be safe!
ON THE PICKET LINE
ALWAYS follow instructions from Guild staff, Picket Coordinators, Assistant Coordinators, and Gate Captains. Their job is to keep the picket line effective, legal, and safe.
Keep moving, walking with your signs up and down the sidewalks.
Obey all traffic rules. Do not block crosswalks and do not block traffic.
Allow individuals vehicles to safely enter and/or exit the gates free of harassment.
If approached by the public, police, or news media, redirect them to a Guild staff, a Lot Coordinator/Captain.
AFTER YOUR DAILY SHIFT ON THE PICKET LINE
Clean up trash and recyclables.
Return picket signs to the check-in table
If end of day, Please help Staff & Coordinators take down the tables & tents, bundle signs, and pack the vans.
So what about when you get to the picket line, after you've checked in at the designated check in table? What about *whispers* socializing?
- Grab a sign and join the line!
- Wanna talk to someone? Compliment their sign! See a reunion group? Tell them you love their show!
- Better yet, consider coming out to one of the themed pickets! You'll find tons of writers who are also into the thing you are into! A calendar of those pickets can be found HERE.
- If you see someone on the line who has a red lanyard that says "Board Member" or "Negotiating committee", absolutely come up and talk to us. Say hello! Introduce yourself! Tell them that Liz Alper told you to do this and they're obligated to be your friend now.
- Don't want to talk to anyone? DON'T! Bring headphones! Listen to a podcast! I'm still trying to get an introvert gate up and running.
- Everyone on the line worth talking to loves dogs.
- Stay for as long as you want, whether that's the full shift or the hour you can spare.
- There's a LOT of honking from cars. Great for solidarity, bad for the nerves and ears (especially if you have sensory issues). Headphones or earplugs help tremendously.
- Sometimes there's food donations, often there isn't (despite how it looks on SM). Please make sure to eat
WHAT IF YOU CAN'T PICKET?
Again, it's OK! We need a lot of non-picket help! Text banking/sign making/van packing/etc. Please email [email protected] if you are in Los Angeles.
If you're a WGA member, ask about neutral gates! It's a quiet, sitting job on the picket line
WHAT IF I HAVE QUESTIONS AND I'M TOO NERVOUS TO ASK ON TWITTER/IN PERSON?
Feel free to DM me, or reach out to the Guild directly! We truly have some of the most incredible staff working and they can help.
That's it! Longer than I wanted, but hope it helps!
Oh, last note (if you made it this far!) I personally have sensory issues that mean I have to limit picketing to 2-3 times a week. Do I have FOMO when I see picket pics? All the time. Do I need to take care of myself tho? Yes. Should you do the same? Also and always, yes.
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fallingdownhell · 1 year
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howdy hello, upon seeing this have at least one glass of water (it can be a small one, that's totally fine) and eat something (again its allowed to be small) AND THEN YOU CAN READ THE REST OF THIS REQUEST >:(((
OK now that you've done that, can i have somethin for inosuke?? it can be anything, i just need my funny pebble brained boar man
- ✨ anon
I couldn't really come up with enough plot for a full on oneshot, so I decided on a few headcanons. Hope that's okay for you!
Also, I hope this turns out somewhat okay. I have never written something for Inosuke, so I really have no idea how to go about it.
Anyways, I hope you enjoy and thank you for requesting!
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I think you would first meet Inosuke through a joined mission with him, Tanjirou and Zenitsu
At first, I don't think he would pay much attention towards you, like it was with Tanjirou and Zenitsu in the beginning
Only after you have "proven you worth/strenght" would he start interacting with you a bit more
After that, once you start talking more with him, you quickly became friends with Inosuke and with it a member of their squad
You got along pretty well with everyone and you picked up fairly quickly on how to handle the "troublemakers" if the group (namely Zenitsu and Inosuke)
Much to everyones dismay though, your crow was a whole different case. He picked fights with everyone quite often, enjoying how they could rile them up so much
He especially liked to pick on Inosuke, simply because he was so easy to infuriate. He tried to fight your crow on several occaisions and you and Tanjirou had to keep Inosuke from jumping of a tree several times, explaining to him that he could not just suddenly gain the ability to fly
All things considered though, you fit in pretty well with the group
Zenitsu saw you as some form of comfort, since you always tried to be understanding towards him, even though he was being quite ridiculous most of the time. It served for a lot of great humor though, so you just dealt with it
Tanjirou was actually the most relaxed and responsible one, as you thought. He kept everyone in check (now with your help) and also care for them
Inosuke on the other hand chose you as his new sparing partner, since both Tanjirou and Zenitsu refused to practice one on one combat with him anymore
You understood why they did that after just one session with him. It had been several hours since the two of you had started, even the sun would soon be setting, but Inosuke seemed far from satisfied. He would not relent, always demanding "one more round" of combat from you
By the end of the day, you were utterly exhausted, while Inosuke was still running around the room like he didn't just train for several hours on end
Like I said before, you picked up quite well on how to handle Inosuke
Like, if he didn't want to do something because he thought it to be "below" him, you questioned his strenght and if he didn't feel up to taking this task. He would be up and about in a second, screaming about how he could do it better than anyone else
Inosuke would always praise your cooking. He was intrigued by how you always managed to make something with so few ingredients
If you were to get injured during a fight, he would be there, protecting you from the demon and getting you to a safe place. After all, he couldn't just let his best training partner die on his watch!
I feel like he would be worried about you, especially if it's a bigger wound you got, but he also doesn't know how to show this, so he just screams at you to "get better already"
All in all, if you ever manage to befriend Inosuke, you know that it'll never get boring with him around
Your sleep schedule might suffer a bit from it, but I'm sure you're willing to tale that risk in exchange for this amazing and unique friendship
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Hello! I saw you accept husbandry questions so I thought I might ask about this here.
Almost two weeks ago I bought a around 8 months old male Dodoma Kenyan Sand Boa. I had my corn snake for a while and after reading and watching videos about sand boas and their care I thought it will be a great choice for my 2nd snake. He has been a good eater and a chill little fella when handled but after few days I noticed he has kind of saggy/wrinkly skin. It reminded me of ball pythons who used to be obese but lost weight and have loose skin. Sometimes I can see what I thought might be his spine poking out but it's more of on top of his both sides rather than where spine should be giving him kind of a square shape? Not sure how to describe it. With all that I assumed it's a diet issue and hoped it will get better after few meals. I fed him newborn f/t mice every 5 days (3 meals since I got him, next feeding tomorrow. Ate with no problems so far but didn't really constrict his meal. Seller claimed he eats like a champ and was right).
However I started reading about it more and found out loose skin can be a sign of dehydration and this possibility really worries me. I tried to show him his water bowl but he didn't seem interested and I have no idea if he drinks from it at night (I check on him during the night and only once saw him on the surface). I know sunken eyes are another symptom of dehydration but it's hard to tell because this species has funky eyes and it's the only sand boa I have ever seen in person. Unfortunately I weren't able to take a good photo of these skin folds because they show up when he moves and disappear before I could take a photo or even look at them properly (but if they are necessary to tell what is happening I can try). I only noticed this after already visiting the vet for a check up on the same day I bought him (I saw in one of your posts it's a good idea to take a new snake to the vet and my dad happened to have vet appointment for his gecko on that day. Vet said he looks fine other than some weird dark spots on his belly that they said might be because of the bedding sellers used for him).
Is it possibly dehydration or just my earlier theory of previous weight problems? If it's weight problems is my current feeding schedule fine and if it's dehydration is bath a good idea for this species? Today he started to get lighter which I assume means shed is coming so maybe bath wouldn't be a bad idea but I also saw it's not really recommend for this species. I wouldn't be so unsure in this situation if it wasn't a dry species, it didn't have such unusual anathomy and it weren't a baby. I saw a forum post that said boas just tend to have skin like this as babies but as I said they have strange anathomy so I don't know if this applies to them. I will keep researching but I hoped you might have some suggestions. I want to know if there's anything I need or can do for him.
I would bet every cent to my name that your little guy is just in shed. Sand boas can look pretty wrinkly when they're in a shed cycle, and the recent lightness you've noticed is probably just him getting to the clear stage of the shed. My money is on him shedding in the next few days.
It's very hard to dehydrate a sand boa; if you have water in their enclosure at all and they're eating, it's super rare. I also doubt it's weight-related - snakes at his age don't pack on weight like an older snake could. Young snakes will grow faster if they eat too much, and eating too much while young can cause health problems, but it's super hard to make a baby snake overweight.
I recommend adding a humidity box to his enclosure! They're very easy to make - make a hole in the lid of a food storage container big enough for him to curl up in and fill it with damp moss. That'll help shedding go smoothly (and make sure he never gets dehydrated, too).
If the wrinkles don't clear up within the next week, I'd visit a vet, but I really do think he's just shedding.
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rateatingraccoon · 4 months
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Demon brothers as Sir Chloe songs
Sir Chloe has been my favorite music artist for a year now, but I've also been on more of a listening streak. So... the Obey Me! demons brothers as Sir Chloe songs!
(Warning: Spoilers in Belphie's explanation)
Lucifer
Leash - I Am The Dog album
I was a bit torn on this one, but I think Leash suits Lucifer quite well. Centered around feeling in control, with mentions of sinning, it definitely gives Lucifer towards MC vibes.
"Pretty shiny, newcomer In the corner shaking off the water"
"My home, a place above the sinkhole I know, my only love is control"
Sinner in a pool, it's a bitter blue I'm nobody's you"
Mammon
Center - I Am The Dog album
This one was a bit easier, since there are only so many songs from SC that aren't super angsty, lmao. Center is focused on, well, an obsession with someone, not being able to control your desire to be with them. Lots of themes of impulsiveness and attachment - both things that scream Mammon.
"Thought I was patient, but I bit right through I could never get enough of you"
"I like a challenge when the prize is you Try my hardest if you ask me to"
"Itching for a fix Habit I'll never kick"
Leviathan
Hooves - I Am The Dog album
Not as confident with this one, but with Hooves centering around themes of being different, I think it suits our introverted demon well.
"At the end of your pack, I know Can I offer a drag?"
"I don't want to hold hands, I don't want to hold hands You've been chewing my hair over and over again"
"Eyes like a goat Blinking sideways at the show"
Satan
Wrath - Party Favors EP
Daddy's Car - I Am The Dog album
I couldn't just choose one for this guy, partially because these two songs are what inspired me to make this post. Wrath is pretty self explanatory - centered around failing to suppress anger. Daddy's Car, however, is harder to explain but gives very strong Satan vibes. Basically trying to help someone with daddy issues. More MC -> Satan rather than vise versa.
"I, I took a bath Couldn't drown my wrath It's alright to be mad"
"Lock on the door, holes in the wall I wasn't there, but I know it's my fault So watch me come apart"
"It was haunted, I was asked to leave it Politely, a warning"
"See your glower through the rosy lighting I can see the numbers in the air"
"And I'll drive with no headlights this time You're my baby forever even when you're not mine"
Asmodeus
Company - single
This one was probably the easiest. Centered around a longing desire for someone - and their company. This desire can easily be interpreted as lust.
"Shadows in my room And they're all in the shape of you Give me a sign to Do what I wanna do"
"You gotta ask me for it 'Cause I don't know what I don't know I wanna hear you want it I wanna hear you ask for more"
"Shadows in my room But I don't take my eyes off you"
Beelzebub
Walk You Home - single
This one was by far the hardest, but I think Walk You Home takes after Beel's vibes of helping you no matter what. He's just a sweet guy, and I think this song reflects that.
He could also be good for Center, since that song has a lot of lollipop themes.
"Don't know your name yet But your head's still resting on my arm Subway, fly by On the green line, no one does you harm"
"Just a pretty girl with a shot glass In your Sunday dress and coat I found you in the bathroom like that Help you up and say hello"
"I've been around the block And I see you cry a lot Can I walk you home"
Belphegor
I Am The Dog - I Am The Dog album
This one was also pretty hard, but I decided on I Am The Dog mainly because of Belphie's trauma with Lillith and, obviously, the murder that lead to. While I'm not totally confident on this one, I think they do share some similar themes.
"Head underwater Stones on my back I didn't do well, but I still tried my best"
"I am the dog under your couch Gnashing teeth and open mouth"
"Head underwater Hand in a fist Hard to describe something I'll never miss"
And that's all! Thank you for reading, and maybe check out Sir Chloe's music if you haven't because it's amazing!!
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The farmboy AU continues! Read part one here. Warning for coarse language.
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Jimmy didn't have a clue about half of what Scott and his grandfather were talking about while they discussed the best care for the flowerbeds, but he settled against the porch steps to whittle and was happy to listen to Scott talk all the same. Scott's face seemed brighter while he chattered about the best soil pH and sun exposures for oxeye daisies and rosebushes, and Jimmy's knife slipped and almost nicked his fingers when Scott glanced over and gave him a soft smile.
Jimmy could feel the flush creep up his neck and turned his attention back to his carving. He was just trying to decide if he should shorten the llama's ears when three riders came up the path. "Hello, sheriff," said Jimmy's grandfather to the man in front, in a level voice with all of the caution and none of the warmth it had carried in his greeting to Scott a few days ago. "To what do we owe the pleasure?"
The big man looked down at him from the saddle, and the deputies behind him placed a hand casually over their guns. "Oh, just making the rounds, checking up on business," he said. "Records show you ain't paid any taxes lately, Jack."
"We're not part of the mesa," said Jimmy's grandfather. "Haven't you said plenty of times, that your territory extends everywhere the terracotta does? I left Tumble Town a long time ago."
"See, I've been doing some thinking about that," said the sheriff, "and I reckon, being this close and all, that if I were to kick up some of this sorry excuse for soil then there'd be terracotta not far underneath it." His eyes traveled over the three of them and lingered on Scott. "Seems you're not doing too bad on coin if you've got a new farmhand, anyway."
"He's not a farmhand," said Jack, "just a wanderer who's helping out a little in exchange for a roof and a meal."
"A wanderer, huh?" said the sheriff. "What's your name, kid? Where you from?"
"Nowhere in particular," said Scott. His voice was casual but his back was ramrod stiff. "Was up north for a while, visited the goblin caves, explored the old ruins."
"If you don't have any further business," said Jack, taking a step to the side and partially blocking Scott from the sheriff's view, "we've still got plenty of weeding and watering to get to today."
"Look, for old times' sake, I won't even take back taxes into account," said the sheriff. "Just the ones for this year. Tumble Town's really struggling lately, and everyone's gotta pitch in if it's to keep growing."
"He already said we aren't part of your stupid town!" exclaimed Jimmy. "We're out here minding our own business, so maybe you and your thugs should do the same!"
"Jimmy," said his grandfather warningly.
"Hah!" exclaimed the sheriff sharply. "Is that how you've raised your boy to talk to his betters, Jack?" He looked at Jimmy like he'd stepped in something behind the barn. "Well, can't be helped I suppose. You can't have expected much from a little bastard your whore daughter dropped in your lap."
Jimmy's face twisted in anger and he leaped to his feet, but his grandfather put a hand across his chest. "I apologize for my grandson's behavior, sir," he said to the sheriff. "I'll have a talk with him."
"A beating would be better suited," said the sheriff, "but I doubt it would do much good." He straightened in the saddle and picked up the reins. "I'll be back in six weeks to collect your taxes. And teach that boy some manners before he winds up in my jail, or dead." He gave Jimmy another glare and Scott another considering look before wheeling his horse around and leaving, his deputies right behind him.
"Hey. Take a breath and relax," said Scott against Jimmy's ear, and his cool hand touched Jimmy's clenched fist. He coaxed the whittling knife out of Jimmy's grip and replaced it with his own hand, entwining their fingers and giving a comforting squeeze.
Jimmy's grandfather was still staring after the retreating riders. "I... I'm sorry, Granddad," said Jimmy hesitantly to the broad back before him. "I didn't mean to - "
"It's all right," said Jack, cutting him off. "We'd best get that weeding done, and I think the beets are ready for harvest." He turned around finally, and Scott dropped Jimmy's hand. "Lots to do in the next few weeks."
"What? You're not seriously thinking about paying him, are you?" demanded Jimmy. "We're not part of the mesa! It's just extortion!"
"Go clear the weeds from the wheat field," said his grandfather instead of answering his question, picking up an empty basket from the porch. "And when you're done go teach our guest what's forageable in this area like you promised."
"But - !"
Jack was already on his way to the patch of beetroot, and Scott took Jimmy's hand again. "Come on," he said. "Some of those weeds are definitely dandelions, and they'll make a great salad." He tugged lightly, and Jimmy sighed but followed him to the field.
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We Were Always Meant to Say Goodbye (Scaramouche x Female reader)
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(This is Chapter One of my fanfiction posted on Archive! Look for more of my work on there!)
Chapter 1:
“Please… Don’t leave me!”
I remember… Those were the exact words I said to him whenever he left. I desperately tried to get him to stay, but it just wasn't enough.
“Hey… Say something! Come on… Please, don't leave me!”
My mouth had worked faster than my thoughts, each word that had left my lips was like a plea that couldn't get him to stay, no matter how hard they worked. They just kept moving, just like now, except this time, I'm leaving.
“There… is no seeing me again… Except for the memories of us…you hold so dear in your heart…”
“Please…don’t leave me… Don’t betray me just like everybody else did!”
As my eyes began to close, I felt two arms wrap around me as I was pulled into a hug.
~
I slowly opened my eyes and was greeted by the bright sunlight. I forgot to close the curtains on the window last night, so the sun was shining directly into my eyes. I looked over at the wall to see what time it was.
9:37 A.M.
I let out a slight yawn as I tried to crawl out of bed, but I already felt myself feeling dizzy. Must’ve not slept well last night. As I stood up slowly off of the bed, I kept my arms close to the bed in case I fell back down. I just stood for a few seconds before moving anywhere.
I decided to walk to my kitchen and grab a glass of water to help with my sore throat. Every morning, I would always wake up dehydrated.
I have a small house, so my kitchen is not far from my bedroom. I took a few steps out of my bedroom door and I was already in the kitchen. I walked up to the cabinet with all of my cups in it and tried to grab a glass, but sometimes I forget how short I am. I have to get on my toes anytime I want to grab a glass. I hate being 5’3.
After a few tries, I successfully grabbed a glass. I walked up to the sink and poured some water into my glass and took a sip. Ah… Refreshing. Drinking a nice glass of water was always the best thing in the morning.
It was a Monday, so I decided to go outside and check my mailbox to see if I received the letter from my mother. My mother sends me letters a few times throughout the week. She doesn’t necessarily follow a schedule, she just sends them whenever she wants.
My mother used to be a Scholar in the Akademiya until she came down with an incurable Sumeru disease called Eleazar. She was sent to the Fatui to get treatment for her Eleazar, and she has been giving me updates in the mail ever since her first day there.
It was a sunny day outside, and the temperature was surprisingly high for only nine in the morning. The birds were singing to each other left and right while the trees swayed effortlessly in the wind. I walked down the gravel path and to the mailbox. I opened it to see a white envelope inside. It must be from her. And sure enough, when I flipped over the envelope, it had her name on it.
I decided to wait to open it until I went back inside. I walked back up to my front door and went back in. I decided to sit at my desk and read it in case I wanted to write a reply back. I quickly grabbed my reading glasses, turned on the lamp on my desk, and sat down on my chair. I eagerly tore open the envelope and grabbed the paper inside and unfolded it. It wrote:
Dear Y/n,
Hello, dear, I hope everything is going well for you. I’m sorry to tell you this, but I don't think I’ll be leaving this place any time soon. Researchers are still looking for a cure for Eleazar, but one has not been found yet.
If you would, hun, please tell your father that I said hello. I would love to come visit you two, but I’m currently not allowed to. Come and visit me sometime, okay? I would love to see your beautiful faces, and I would love to see how much you've grown honey. I want to know if you got your dad’s tallness!
Stay safe for me, okay? And don’t forget to come visit me!
Love you bunches, dear.
-Mom
I could feel the tears forming in my eyes after I finished reading the letter. I always cried every time I read a letter from my mom, knowing that she could die at any moment and I may not know when that is. It also scared me knowing that she was in the hands of Fatui, but she seems to be in excellent care.
After wiping my face full of tears, I decided to pick up my pen and write her a letter back.
Dear mom,
A year from today, you were sent to the Fatui due to Eleazar. My journey hasn't been the same without you, and you being gone is really starting to affect me. I cry almost every time I read your letters.
I still can’t believe researchers have found absolutely nothing, it's ridiculous! The Akademiya needs to educate people better, honestly!
I wish I could come to visit you, but I’m a little sketchy about the Fatui. They scare me a lot, Mom, and I hope they are treating you right. If I find out they aren’t, I’ll kick their asses.
Sadly, I did not take Dad’s tallness. I’m so short that I struggle to grab a glass of water in the morning. I’m only 5’3, and I haven’t grown at all in the past year.
I’m thinking about visiting Dad today to get my mind off of things, so I’ll definitely tell him you said hello!
Feel better soon! <3
-Y/n
The reason why I haven't seen my dad in a while is because he is never home. He works two jobs for both of us. We were a poor family before my mom left, and now he's responsible for my mom’s medical payments, so my dad is currently struggling to pay for our place to stay.
My dad gets a break and normally goes fishing around lunchtime, so I’ll visit him then. I folded up the letter I wrote and stuck it in an envelope and quickly put it in my mailbox to be delivered.
When I came back inside, I decided to throw together some egg rolls for breakfast. I didn't have many ingredients in my place to make anything, so egg rolls were all I could come up with. As usual, I struggled to reach the ingredients, and at one point I had to grab a stool, but I successfully grabbed all of my materials needed.
After cooking the egg rolls, I sat down at the small table in front of the window. I made sure to eat slowly, but not too slowly that my food was cold by the time I finished. While eating, I sat in silence with just my thoughts and the sound of my chewing.
I was worried sick about my mother. She loved studying for her classes at the Akademiya. She had amazing grades. But after she got sick with Eleazar, it felt like all of her dreams were crushed. After she was sent to the Fatui, I stopped visiting my dad. I isolated myself from everyone. Because it’s been a year since my mom was sent to the Fatui, I felt like it was a good time to visit my father.
I had finished eating my egg rolls. Most of it had been eaten, there was just a bite or two left. I stood up from the table and walked over to the counter, throwing away the leftovers and putting my dirty plate into the sink along with the other dishes I used to make breakfast. I probably should wash them, but I'll tend to them later, as I was eager to get him a gift. I went back to my bedroom to pick out my outfit for today. Since it was summertime, it was going to be hot outside today with a lot of sunshine. I was looking through my closet and decided to wear my floral Yukata, the colors of yellow and green worked together to give it a simple, but beautiful design. I grabbed some white socks long enough to cover my ankles that I could wear with my brown sandals.
I know how much my dad loves to go fishing, ever since I was little, he would take me fishing for food. Anytime he caught something good, Mom would cook it. Even if Mom wouldn’t be there this time, I knew the fish would still taste as delicious as ever. I had decided to buy him a new fishing rod as a gift. I grabbed some Mora and headed out the door. I decided to take a stroll to Inazuma City on Narukami Island to visit Kujirai Momiji. I had heard she was a member of the Inazuma Fishing Association, so I decided to go buy a fishing rod from her.
Narukami Island was absolutely beautiful. Many purple, pink, and a few red trees swayed elegantly in the wind. Since it was summertime, many flowers had recently bloomed in the grass. Some flowers are raised above the rest, others are laid flat on the ground from people walking over them, and some are still rising as the grass helps them stay upright.
I noticed a woman wearing a sage green Yukata standing by the shore while holding a fishing rod. She had short black hair tied back into two pigtails. She looked like a fisher, so I decided to talk to her.
“Hello there! Are you here to join the Kujirai Guild?” She hollered to me as I approached her. I was confused about what she said.
“What’s the Kujirai Guild?” I questioned.
“It's an association for the children of the sea!” She replied. She seemed to be in the Kujirai Guild, maybe even its leader.
“Cool! My name’s Y/n and I was wondering if you could help me out.” I announced.
“Greetings, Y/n! It’s a pleasure to meet you. I am the successor to the Kujirai Fishing Method and the founder of the Kujirai Guild — Kujirai Momiji, daughter of the ocean! As a fisherwoman, I was born near the ocean, grew up near the ocean… and someday, I will return to it as well.” She promised. Her love for the ocean made me smile, for she reminded me a lot of my father.
“That’s very sweet, Momiji. I hope that you can return to the ocean soon!”
“Your words mean a lot to me, Y/n. So, what brings you here today?” She asked.
“I was wondering if you sold any fishing supplies.”
“Of course! We need excellent tools to do the work that we must, after all. You indeed have the qualities of a child of the sea, so go ahead and take your pick!” She squealed. I decided to buy a rare Inazuman fishing rod from her. It has great quality and a long fishing line to fish far away from you.
After buying the fishing rod, I started to walk towards the boat dock in Ritou. My dad loves to fish at a beach called Nazuchi Beach on Yashiori Island. I have no choice but to get there by boat. While walking to Ritou, I looked up at the beautiful blue sky, watching the birds fly by, but also watching my steps carefully, trying not to step on any flowers standing tall in the grass.
When I finally arrived at the boat dock, that is when the anxiety hit me. I nervously paced back and forth on the wharf, my heart pounding in my chest. I stared out at the still water, hoping and praying that the boat would arrive soon. I felt like her heart was in my throat and I was both nervous and excited. I was anxious to see my father again and eager to give him the gift that I just bought.
After what seemed like an eternity, I finally spotted a boat in the distance. With a burst of excitement, I watched as it slowly approached the dock. This was a journey I had been longing to undertake for the past year. I was finally heading to visit my father after so long. I quickly climbed aboard the boat and it quickly made its way to Yashiori Island.
After a few minutes, the boat stopped at a port and I got off, eager to see my father for the first time in a year. He was standing on the sand, and when he saw me, his face lit up with a huge smile. He opened his arms wide and embraced me close to him. The two of us embraced tightly, our tears blending with the salty ocean air.
“Thank you for coming to see me, Y/n. I’m so happy to finally see you again.” He cried.
“I’m sorry for taking so long. I shut myself out, and I had to build up the courage to come see you again. Here! I bought you a gift!” I handed him the fishing rod that I had bought with the Mora I saved up. “It’s a rare Inazuman fishing rod with high quality. I figured you would enjoy it.”
“Thank you so much, dear. I appreciate it.” He grabbed the fishing rod and the handle seemed to fit perfectly into his slim hands. He handed me the other fishing rod he was holding and invited me to fish with him, and there was no way I was going to turn him down.
“Mom wanted me to say hello to you, by the way.”
“Tell her I said hello as well. How is she doing?”
“She said that researchers still haven’t found a cure for Eleazar. She won’t be coming back for a while, but she does want us to come to visit her sometime.” I slightly look down at my feet. I was still slightly angry that the researchers haven’t found anything yet.
“That sucks.”
“Yeah.”
We stood there in silence for a few minutes. I wasn’t expecting this to be so awkward, but I guess that’s what happens after you cut off contact with everybody for a year. Neither of us had successfully caught anything, so I decided to go and try something else.
“I’m going to go look for some Sea Ganoderma. Is that okay?” I turned to look at him. He gave me a slight nod of approval, so I walked into the shallow water and began searching for blue flowers. I was a strong swimmer, but the ocean waves were constantly pushing me back as I searched the seafloor for a hint of the vibrant colors I was looking for.
As I finally spotted a hint of blue in the water, I walked up to the flower to pick it up. While I’m fighting the waves in an attempt to get close to the flower, I suddenly hear the sound of somebody crying. I looked around desperately, trying to locate the sound, when I finally saw a boy in the distance, about twenty yards away.
I noticed he was sitting down with his knees pulled to his chest. He had his head down in his arms while he was crying out loud. Instinctively, I ran forward, the wet sand slowing me down but I kept driving forward, determined to reach him.
I finally reached him and gently laid my hand on his back, attempting to comfort him. He slowly lifted his head and began to look at me.
“Hey, I could hear you crying from all the way back there… Are you doing okay?” I observed the boy a little bit as I waited for an answer. He seemed to be somewhere between twelve and fourteen years old. The boy slightly parted his lips like he wanted to say something, but then his lips began to quiver. He looked into my eyes for a split second before suddenly leaping towards me with open arms and eyes full of tears. He knocked me off of my balance and hugged me tightly while crying out loud.
“There there… It’s okay to cry. Don’t hold back, okay? Just let them all flow…And get whatever you need to get off of your chest if you would like.” I suggested. I wasn’t the greatest at comforting people, but I could tell that this boy was in so much pain and all he wanted was for someone to be there for him.
“Why?… Why was I abandoned?… Why was I betrayed?! Why am I so worthless?!” He sobbed while hugging me even tighter.
This poor boy… I must help him.
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sacrificialblood · 2 years
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Hello, saw requests were open! could you do Vincent where his s/o always watches him work not only normal art but the wax sculptures too and when asked why they are watching they say "Im not watching, im admiring."
Please and thank you, I will forever believe that Vincent deserves to be admired
i sorta changed the prompt just a little bit to make it fit!! again all of vincents dialogue is signed!
It's hard to concentrate on the book you're reading -- some crappy little sci-fi novel that Bo threw at you when you said you were bored -- you've been staring at the same page now for a few minutes you think but you're sure if you check one of the clock down here, it would tell you it has been significantly less. This week has been so long, each day dragging on for what seems like a century. Vincent’s been struck by inspiration and with the group of tourists, it was the perfect time to execute his idea.
You didn’t get all of the details, his signing had been to frantic and rushed as he’d swept across the house, but you heard enough. It’s supposed to be a new exhibit, sprawling an entire room -- that you and Bo had to clean out at Vincent’s insistence -- something that would make even Trudy Sinclair’s work look like amateur hour. He gave you simple sketches of the outfits he’d wanted each new statue to wear, simple and shapeless monotone gowns with billowing sleeves (”For dramatic edge,” he said) and it had taken you less than four days to finish it off.
You set the book down with a huff. Even if you wanted to read this book, it’d be difficult to focus with the volume of the music and the noises of Vincent’s work. Today it’s one of the men on the slab. He’s positioned on his knees, hands held up in a prayer and his head tilted up.
The angel wings have already been made.
Vincent’s motions are smooth. There’s no hesitance when he scrapes down lays of wax and softens it with warm water and a sponge. His work has always fascinated you, from the very beginning. There’s something so surreal about his sculptures. The first time you’d been frozen to your spot. At the time you didn’t know what made the statues so unnerving, you thought that maybe it was just the artist’s technique, but you know now. The work is only more beautiful now. You don’t get many opportunities to see him work with wax like this, he doesn’t like the staring, so you take in as much as you can.
You’re lost in the movements. He hypnotizes you with each stroke, each caress. But then he stops, stiffens up like he can feel your gaze directed onto him, and turns to face you, tools forgotten on the small work table.
“You’re watching me. Why?”
“I’m not watching,” you lean forward, elbows against your knees and chin resting in your the palms of your hands, “I’m admiring.”
His fingers twitch in his lap. Poor Vincent can’t take the attention so well even if it’s positive, even if it’s from you.
“Admire less. You’re distracting me.”
“No.”
You can’t be sure if he’s glaring at you, he’s too far away and the room is too dim, casts too many shadows over his good eye. Everything else points to another answer, that his cheeks are pink and warm from your refusal to stop admiring him. He fiddles with his hands for a moment.
He picks up an oval sculpting tool and continues his task. You continue yours.
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wingsofescape · 8 months
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hello fellow FMA-brain rot friend! i love your fic and am eager to know what happens next with ed and al (hopefully!) reuniting. questions: 11, 17, 20, 21 (would you ever collaborate with a fanartist on a work?), 76 Thank you for taking the time!
Omg hi friend!! So so happy that you love my little brain rot baby, it means the entire world. I promise you Ed and Al will be reuniting. They have a lot of untangling to do, but I'm sure they'll figure it out :)
11. Link your three favorite fics right now
I am SO behind on my fanfic TBR! However, three that I frequently re-read:
Capra by @liathgray
Delicate by @lantur
there is no peace here, war is never cheap dear by @darkpersonapeace
But also special mentions to @mildly-nerdy @asthmaticbee @woahpip @x-rainflame-x @applejellybeansstuff @maples-pages for their amazing writing and fics, you should definitely check them out! (Apple is also working on a CoS Edwin fix-it in case you need more of the blorbos)
17. What do you do when writing becomes difficult? (maybe a lack of inspiration or writers block)
Scream, cry, throw up and tell myself I'm useless and no one likes my writing anyway so what's the point
Then, once I get myself together, I go for walks with instrumental music in my ears which usually helps, I read other books and fics to see how different authors have pulled off what I'm trying to write, watch movies to see how the characters express their emotions, and talk it out with my friends, which usually helps me with plot holes and scene placements, and then at some point, something unlocks. But it can sometimes take quite a while (case in point, chaper 9 is doing my head in)
20. Have you noticed any patterns in your fics? Words/expressions that appear a lot, themes, common settings, etc?
Oh man, YEAH! I tend to use the eyes for expressions a lot, "a heavy silence fell over them" "she softly shook her head", my imagery tends to revolve around fire, water, nature... there's a lot more that I forget. Is there anything you've picked up on?
21. Would I ever collaborate with a fanartist on a story?
HELL YES, that would be a dream! Fanart is always appreciated and I will sob happy tears.
71. Did you have any ideas that didn’t make the final cut of in the cracks of light?
I kinda wish there had been a scene with drunk Edwin flirting before I put Ed through recovery, but oh well.
So far it hasn't been so much about ideas not making the cut, it's more about initial ideas I've had being transformed and refined into something more plot relevant that also raises the stakes.
Like at first I was going to have Ed just having started to date Winry's counterpart before she suddenly dies and the real Winry shows up. But then I thought it would be much more fun for him to "see" Winry coming through the Gate and also having Winry's counterpart be Sarah and Yuri's dead daughter to have a parallel between the parents who lost a daughter and the daughter who lost her parents. yes I'm evil, what about it
Also, the mystery plot was initially going to be a lot more straightforward, with Roy immediately knowing Jake was lying and figuring out Winry had been yeeted to the other world. Then I thought (overthought) more about it and went "hmm but what if this happens, and what if that happens" and... yeah. Initially it was going to be a lot more "narrow", with only Winry, Ed, Al, Roy and Riza as the characters we saw most, but it has now evolved to include Armstrong, Sciezka, Rose, Maria Ross, Fritz, Sarah and Yuri, Russell and Paninya.
And lastly, I thought it would be 10k at most... now we're looking at 100k, if not more.
Thank you so so much for your questions, I have you enjoyed my mini-novel of answers!
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Hello ♡ If you are still taking requests, may I please have a Netjeru reading? My name is Kelsey. I am open to anything that they may need to tell me at this time. I would like to have further confirmation though, that is, if it is appropriate to commit to working with the Netjeru? Do they truly wish for me to? My anxious thoughts due to the past keep making me doubt this.
Hi there Kelsey! I apologize for taking so long to do this reading, I hope it can still be of some service to you.
I had Hapi, the God of the inundation of the Nile, come forward for you. He stands amongst the reeds lining the river bank, watching the water slowly rise and fall throughout the day. He gestures towards a village not far from the water, and I can hear laughter and singing ringing out. I'm not able to understand the words, but I get the impression that it's a song of worship and faith.
"We have always been there, little one, and we will continue to always be here. We allow everyone to approach us, and we approach in return as well. You've already begun your journey to us, and we wish to join you on your path. Continue to listen for us, as we're there."
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driaswrld · 5 months
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hi dria!! you don't need to answer this ask, just wanted to check in and wish you luck and send you good feelings🥺 dunno if you're in school or uni or anything else but studies are hard, even more so when others are involved :(
sooo please take care and remember to breathe in and out (it probably sounds annoying when it's from someone else but it does help. mostly?). take breaks and drink water !!! (not coffee, or at least not as much. maybe green tea if you want to keep things going, apples are also good)
lemonbalm tea is good for relaxation (but it can cause sleepiness, so be mindful of that!)
give your mind and eyes a few seconds of resting (eyes are also v important if you don't want to get a headache or see blurry :( )
that's it!! i hope you have a nice rest of the weekend ♡
- 🫧
p.s: i feel like there's a bigger amount of broken english in this ask compared to the others but oh well–
oh hello my love !!
tysm u always have the best tips and the kindest words (i fear you're my lover from a past life yk me too well😭) it's like you've read my inner frustrations vv well but you're always so perceptive aren't you?
i had milk tea this morning n some amazing pastries i waited so long for while i worked on a few of my papers (ive been surviving off water since then since i haven't rlly felt hungry yet) i have takeout in the fridge rn but ive never tried lemonbalm tea (im trying to be a tea connoisseur but i haven't gotten far😭) so i'll be sure to try!!
i was actually about to take a nap but i saw your ask and remembered that a previous anon asked me to ask you if you could send the links for your poly stsg bots since they were searching n couldn't find them
(idk why my replies to ur asks are always so long pls be patient with me😭)
and please, your english is perfect as ever no worries, i hope you're having a restful weekend too (also how are your studies going? and do you have any more reading to recommend?)
I FORGOT TO SAY- i read the poems you recommended and they were so beautiful, if you want i could tell you my thoughts abt it later <33
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lunargrapejuice · 1 year
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luna~~ hello! i come bringing numbers for the asks and also my own answers to them bc why not
4. which cryptid do you believe in? (i believe in most cryptids ngl. i love supernatural, otherworldly, weird stuff. i believe in ghosts too)
13. when was the last time you ate? and this isn’t part of it, but what did you have? (i haven’t eaten yet despite it being mid afternoon for me already. i woke up hella late lmao, like at 2 o’clock and it’s like 3:30 rn)
21. something you’ve kept from childhood? (i unfortunately don’t have most things from my childhood. we moved when i was in 3rd grade and i lost my favorite jesse toy and i never recovered /hj i also declutter and downsize like nobody’s business so i actually don’t have much in my room. does my desk count? lmao)
33. do you have a favorite towel? (i absolutely do. it’s a big, fluffy, yellow and white one. it’s got a paisley sort of pattern but mostly i like it because yellow and it’s ginormous so it keeps me nice and cozy after i shower bc it’s always freezing when i get out. there’s a gap under our bathroom door, maybe about an inch, but the airflow is as if i’m standing in front of a fan set to high)
also, a question of my own, i’m curious what you do for work! if you don’t mind me asking of course. i’m currently in college for web programming. took me forever to get here but now i’m finally on track to an actual adult life lmaoo
💡anon
hi love! 💛ahhh! i am so stoked that you added your answers to the questions too🥰
4. which cryptid do you believe in? i also belive in most cryptids! my favorite is nessie, do you have a favorite? i'm 1000% with you, ghosts, the supernatural and other wordly stuff is awesome!
okay side story but there was a ghost in the house i grew up in and both me and my sister saw her mulitple times. she normally hung around the bedroom that we shared, i'd see her standing outside the door at night just watching and my sister saw her coming down head first from the entrance to the attic which was also in our room
13. when was the last time you ate? i finally had breakfast at like 11:30AM even though i had been up since 7AM lol i made myself some hashbrowns with eggs, avocado, cheese and tomatos on top (it's been my go to breakfast recently) and delicious oooo, were you up late last night doing something fun?😍 be sure you eat soon bby💖
21. something you’ve kept from childhood? hhmm i haven't kept many things from my childhood either. i moved out of my parents house a few weeks after i gradutated highschool and it was a very last minute choice so i didn't have time to pack a lot of things and honestly i didn't really want to bring things that remind me of home but i have kept the books my family bought me when i was little, they've moved with me even though i haven't read many of them in YEARS. i'd say your desk counts for sure! ooo okay, if you're feeling up to answering- though you don't have much in your room is there something you've kept in your downsizing that's special to you or that you just really love seeing in your room?
33. do you have a favorite towel? i do have a favorite set of towels, they're ugg brand (who knew they even made towels lol) and they're SO soft, i love lounging around it in after my showers. your towel sounds so cute and cozy towels are the best, after a nice shower it's like a little caccoon to keep the goodness you felt in the shower going (okay maybe it's just me that thinks that but i'm a lover of water- swimming, showering, bathing, i love it) except maybe when the cold air gets you after the warm shower, thats far less nice
i don't mind at all! i work for a health account bank doing service assurance so i listen to calls or read over chats or check processed forms to be sure that the call center agents are giving right information within IRS guidelines or processing things correctly for the types of accounts we manage. it's not my dream job by any means but i also simply do not dream of working lol i really don't mind it though! my coworkers make the work itself not so bad or so monotonous. thats so awesome! i bet you've worked so hard and i hope you're proud of how far you've made it! <3 the steps through adult life is long and sometimes hard but just doing what we can makes such a difference & it’s so great to be working towards your dreams🥰 & hopefully school has been good for you too❤️
ask game💕
side note, i just wanted to be sure you saw it now that it's been a bit burried in my activity from today but i did get to your albedo color drabble<3
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cpknightly1 · 2 years
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Hello My Surgy Buddies,
How is life?. How are you?. Yes it's me. I'm still here. Was taking a vacation from the internet. No seriously I ripped a tendon and ligament in my wrist. Yesss it's gotten worse. I'm scared out of my gourd. I'm a musician and artist. First the throat now the hand. Try playing "Animal Crossing" one handed.
I need my voice and both hands. It's taken 3 months so far just to get in to the Dr. I'm waiting for a week to get an MRI. This f@#%&$@ thing hurts. But I wasn't going to a hospital for a wrist. (pity party)
I can handle pain very well. If i hurt myself i don't scream, I cuss. Most of the time it's "SON OF A BITCH"! When i hurt my ankles at the front door, you can hear me yelling it on the ring.! Lmao.
I had to warn the Orthopedic Dr. That I have a knee jerk reaction. If they touch the really painful part my right arm lifts in the air and makes a fist like I'm going to sock someone. He asked me if I'd ever hit someone. I hadn't but I think I scared him lmao. What does he do? Uh huh. He goes "Whoa ok!"
It's strange to learn how much you use your other hand, you thought you didn't use. I may be headed for surgery. So maybe we can meet up share our stories over a few ice packs. I've pretty much played hard and worked hard in my life.
Everyone is healing well..You'd better say yes fgs. And staying out of this heat.
Get 2 gowns together and decorate them, crayons, markers whatever you can find. Put them together. Now strut the halls and tell everyone you're wearing the latest fashion from "Johnson and Johnson".
It looks as if Tumbler has changed a lot. I shouldn't have been away so long.
My third story is finished but I'm still trying to decide who I should publish with. I highly doubt that Christian Publishing would be interested in my work. "Gay???, I'm sorry you understand your work is about lesbians"? PFFFFT!
I've read about Katie's new project. I hope she's enjoying it. Any news about when it will be released? Where is she? I miss you!
Oh, I almost forgot. I've seen many things that are new to me. New shows that I haven't seen. I think it's kinda silly to send a "like" to something I know nothing about yet. Please don't take it personally.
I sent a gift recently I truly hope you got it. It was a bit corny but I still hope you received it.
I had a laugh the other day. Apparently someone was doing a background check on me. I giggled at it. But then thought ok this could be a bad person. Then I thought well hmm, who would want to know more about me fgs?
There may be a bad thing in there. All I remember was a ticket I got in 83'. Could be good news to an employer. Yep.
Phyllis keep your trap shut. Lmao
We got kicked out of a theater for laughing too much. Seriously? The movie was "Das Boot" !! It was a very long movie.
The latest titled Book is "A Chilly Vacation". It's more like my first book.. "Feathers" ...better. The second needs a rewrite...big time. Ok.."She's A Maniac" just hit my phones. So I'm dancin' in my bed. No..don't try and picture it..ROTFLMAO.
Ok, serious here.
"Heat Stroke" can be deadly. The temperatures are really bad out there. Stand or sit in the shade. Keep hydrated a lot! If you don't have a breeze..make one. FAN, a trick here. Place a chair behind the fan on the back of the chair hang a cold/frozen towel!. Turn on the fan, let it pull the cold air out to you.
Another trick. Put some wet washcloths in the refrigerator. When you use them put them on the back of your neck. Or the underarm , the fold of skin on the thighs near...well you know or behind the knees. These areas are "heat keepers". I call them. The neck is usually the best and forehead also. But the forehead warms the cloth fast. If you have ice that's good too. Remember to protect your skin from direct ice skin contact.
If you're feeling nauseous this is a warning sign. You could feel faint. Make sure you've eaten. But HYDRATE. Try staying away from carbonated beverages. Ice teas, lemonade just plain water. Watch the sugar levels here too. There are so many hydrating products out there. Find the one you like. Gatorade-lite, etc. Get into the tub with cool water. But never when you feel faint or nauseous.
Last year was a nightmare here. No air conditioning for 2 weeks. Don't overdue or exert yourselves. Keep the kiddies, both human and furry, out of the sun and heat. Their little bodies are more fragile.
My sister had heat exhaustion because her band instructor made them run marching drills in full uniform. Yup she passed out. So please folks take care of yourselves.
Stay coooollll!
Always,
Chris
🌹❤️🙃
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teyvat-imagines · 3 years
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Hello, can I request a reactions to Childe, venti and xingqiu accidentally walking on their SO (f!reader) changing? (Sfw ofc, just some red faces and being flustered 👉👈)
Hey there! :D Thanks so much for your request, I hope you like it! ^w^
[EDIT: In my tired stupidity, I misspelled Xinqiu's name when writing these out! ;-; I've gone back and corrected them but ahhh I'm sorry guys ;w; ]
Accidentally Walking In On S/O Changing (Female Reader!)
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Childe:
○ In his defence, it was an honest mistake. He was used to living alone and getting to come and go wherever he pleased. So when he walks into your shared bedroom and sees you shirtless, in the middle of getting change, he stops.
○ You can feel the heat rising to your cheeks as you quickly move to cover up your chest, holding the blanket close as you stare at him wide-eyed and surprised.
○ His own eyes wander down your body, taking in as much as he can before smirking softly.
"Don't stop on my account~"
○ You know he's only teasing but it still flusters you, and you throw the nearest hard object at him as you half-heartedly yell at him to get out.
○ He chuckles softly and apologies, promising to knock from now on before he walks in, and leaves to let you finish getting changed.
"You look great though, I must say~! Alright, alright, I'm done teasing, sorry love."
○ Childe spends the rest of the day making it up to you, buying you little gifts as an apology for catching you like that.
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Venti:
○ The bard had felt a burst of inspiration. A new song had come to mind and he just had to grab his lyre and compose something.
○ So with only that thought in mind, Venti darted into your bedroom, excitedly in a rush to grab his lyre before he lost his inspiration.
○ Unfortunately or fortunately? for him, he had caught you in the middle of getting changed after a long day of work. Your shirt was on the ground while you were looking for a more comfortable one to wear, and at the angle you were leaning forward at, Venti certainly got a good look at you.
"Ehe, whoops~! Sorry little wisp~!"
○ He chuckles softly, and you can tell from the tone of his voice he really isn't that sorry. He does explain that he was just looking for his lyre. So, once you've covered up again, you hand it to him with a pout.
○ He thanks you with a soft kiss and apologies again for just bursting in on your like that. He promises to be more careful for you.
○ It's only after Venti had already left for the Tavern that you remembered he was perfectly capable of summoning his lyre to him and had no reason to run in on you changing other than to sneak a peek.
○ You'll have to have a stern word with him when he gets home.
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Xingqiu:
○ It was all too easy for Xingqiu to end up lost in the world of the books he read. You'd told him as much before, but he had assured you he wouldn't let his reading habits get him into any trouble.
○ His words were certainly coming back to bite him when he realised what he had done. He had needed the bathroom but of course his most recent book was far too intriguing to put down. So he hadn't checked to see if the bathroom had been occupied.
○ When he glanced up at the sound of water, he realised he had caught you getting out of the bath.
○ His face lit up in a brilliant red shade, rivalling that of the brightest pyro vision, and he looked away immediately, stammering out an apology.
"M-My apologies love! I had just been reading and I hadn't realised!"
○ He scrambles to leave the bathroom and, once you're dressed again and feeling less embarrassed, he apologises profusely for the mistake.
○ He promises not to read while he's wandering around the house again, but honestly knowing his love for books you're not so sure how long that will last.
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