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enigmasandepiphanies · 7 months

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one of the best realizations I have had as I have grown up is how amazing it is to show up for the people you love, unashamedly and unapologetically. show up to their classical music productions when you don't know anything about that kind of music, their chemistry club meetings when you are a literature student and don't know anything about chemistry but your bestie is doing cool experiments with copper sulphate, the very alluring blue portion you were tempted to drink in school cause it looked so magical. show up when they wake up from a long nap and have missed dinner and are feeling shitty, make them maggi and get them their fave chocolate. show up when they rant about animal documentaries excitedly and listen when they tell you the plot of jujustu kaisan at 4 am during exam week. take a walk with them at 11 pm in night because they told you you have no classes tomorrow so come down (it's their emotionally suppressed way of saying I miss you). cuddle with them to sleep because they are scared of thunderstorms. make them an art piece and write them a love letter for their birthday to show them you love them so much and you will never stop probably and that scares you sometimes but their presence will reassure you always. I know you know that they know that you love them but when you gift them your "an incomplete list of things you love about them" in your shitty handwriting they will smile and cry and choke you in a hug for 5 mins, it will be a smile spilling out of the sun and it'll be so worth it always. reply to their messages of hey "your name" except your name gets weirder and weirder cause they are bored and miss you and wanna talk and even if you are busy and tired , do return some of their affection with a small message that yes, you missed them too even though you are too tired to express. give them your fave drawing and you'll see how they have hung it up on their cork board in their dorm room. tell them to spam their earring collections and marvel over their strawberry earrings. send them a video message when they send you their jiggly caramel pudding video because omg they can cook now and you are so happy for them that you want to portal through the phone and hug them (you're gonna give them a recipe notebook for their birthday). let them rant on the phone while you fold your laundry, it's manageable mostly.

there are days when you can't show up and it's okay and they'll understand, most people who love you do, they should. but gosh, putting in effort in any relationship isn't that the best thing? because they are not just worth your love, the point of worth never even comes cause they are the very meaning of love. because God remember what Miyazaki said when you love someone you inspire each other to live and grow even when you recognize how hard living is. growing is difficult but you love growing with them.

I used to think I love people too much but you know what they love me too much too. so when someone asked richard siken what do you do when you love someone too much he said congratulate yourself. and today I am congratulating myself cause I know the loves of my life are doing that too.

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zylphiacrowley · 1 month

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"Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged." "Then have my lips the sin that they have took?" "Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again." - William Shakespeare "Romeo and Juliet" Act 1, Scene 5

#Final Fantasy XIV #FFXIV #Final Fantasy 14 #FF14 #WoL x Erenville #wolship #ffxiv wol #Erenville #viera #male viera #X'vahl Tia #miqo'te #male miqo'te #Hello yes I really love Baz Luhrmann's 1996 adaptation of Romeo + Juliet #and I noticed the window in the inn room at the Baldesion Annex #kind of looks like the elevator that Romeo and Juliet's first kiss takes place in in that movie #I should've popped the wings on X'vahl to make it really obvious lol #Yoshi-P willing their story will not end similarly to Romeo and Juliet's tho. >.>

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raycatz · 17 days

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I'm not including a situation where someone might be injured because in that case I'm thinking the bed goes to them by default or they are nominated for it. anyone who wants to be chatty goes to join the living room floor gang.

What are your thoughts and headcanons? Do you have thoughts on how the boys tend to approach assigning beds in inns? Who do the chain choose to sleep near when camping and why? What are their dynamics like when settling down for the night and getting ready for the day?

In "Mirror Vs Open Closet Door: Fight!" by Gintrinsic (here) Four refers to the chain's decision on how to split up between inn rooms as the "Link-per-room ratio" which I find very funny. He, Sky, and Time also talk about their thought process behind why they do or don't want to sleep in a room with some of the others which I find fun and interesting.

So! If you have thoughts and want to share them! *gestures to the post!*

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #alrighty! now for my answers-#for the ranch question I think it varies which is why I'm asking in a poll. What do you think happens most often though?#each answer is a fun scenario so it's difficult to choose #but I think they'd try to act politely around Malon and Time for the first couple visits with straws or rock paper scissors #or showing generosity by offering the bed to someone else. (I bet Malon saying they're charming is quite the incentive #for more possible compliments. The chain as a whole would want to prove her right xD )#Once they're more comfortable in the house though I can totally see Wind and Legend making a mad dash for it while Wars yells after them xD #Wind probably ends up sharing with Four a lot since they're the littles #or Wind snuggles in with Wars Legend Wild etc #Wild and Twi/Wolfie have claimed the spot on the floor by the fireplace.#For inn rooms / castle rooms / camping - I tend to group them by how they're grouped a lot already #but a lil mixed up #Time - Sky - Wars are the good rest trio. they want a good night's rest please let them get their beauty sleep. often joined by Four #Wars goes between this group and wherever Legend is depending on how chatty he is that night.#Twi - Wild - Hyrule are snuggle/proximity buddies #Legend is attached to Hyrule's hip or sets up near Warriors to gossip and gripe. I can also see him setting up near Wild #in the eye of the storm as it were or just an interesting place to be. Wild and Hyrule can get to chatting about everything and anything #so if Legend wants background noise (Hyrule and Wild podcast omg)-#or a conversation he can be half a part of and jump in and out of while getting ready for the night or in the mornings-#this is a good place to be. add Wind and things get a bit more chaotic.#Wind gravitates to Wars and Legend too when curious and chatty. He gravitates towards Time when he wants something calmer.#Four tends to be near Sky or Twi or to Legend's group for the same reasons #I can see Four and Twi having a little book club going during downtimes where they talk about what they're reading. Sky likes to listen. <3 #Wind thinks they're nerds but so is he and he can't resist a good story so he orbits and sometimes settles in and peppers questions.#it's funny that Time Sky and Wars want to sleep the most but Legend follows Wars to chat (and ends up bringing people with him xD )#there could be some conflict there oooo #Twi is by Time #it's almost a circle but with clusters of sleeping bags near on top of each other and filling the gaps

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bellasbookclub · 10 months

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Reccer Spotlight: G!

Perfume: The Story of a Murderer

Mexican Gothic

Jamaica Inn

The Monstrumologist

A River Enchanted

The Importance of Being Earnest

G tried to think of genre-ly diverse recs and they came out Oops, All Gothic (ok, except for the last two.) Full text available in their tab of the Bella’s Book Club Summer Reading ‘23 Reclist!

more info on BBC Summer Reading 2023

more Reccer Spotlights

#reccer spotlight #summer reading #summer reading challenge #booklr #book recs #book club #bella's book club #perfume: the story of a murderer #das parfum #mexican gothic #jamaica inn #the monstrumologist #a river enchanted #the importance of being earnest

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mrsthunderkin · 1 year

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Sometimes you gotta resurect an old oc and turn him into an innkeeper for flavor

His Inn is called The Blind Wolf

#bob the werewolf #i also made him blind in one eye #to fit his inn #andforFLAVOR #he'll serve you warm ale and hot stew of mystery meat and potatoes and listen to your stories #he looks smarmy as hell but hes actually super shy with his feelings #he'll turn you down politely though #he also protects the town from invaders/monsters/the occasional drunk idiots #and he can fix things #he likes flowers and good stories #phone doodle #my oc #bob

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slytherhys · 4 months

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Threads of Fate & Magical Inns

Synopsis: Elain is driving to Velaris for Christmas but a snowstorm forces her to spend the night at a remote inn in the middle of the Illyrian woods. With only a few days until Christmas, Elain finds herself snowed-in in the middle of nowhere, a solemnly-looking cat her only company. Or so she thought.

This series can also be found on AO3!

TW: Strong language & explicit content

Chapter One: 22nd of December

When Elain had first told her sisters she’d be driving to Velaris instead of taking the train, they’d been rightfully dubious. Besides her hatred for driving, it was known to snow quite frequently in the mountains. Elain had thought her car could’ve endured it despite being a relic from ancient times, but she had seriously underestimated the snowstorm heading her way.The roads were slippery, the heater in her car was broken and an old Christmas CD had gotten stuck in her radio, meaning she had been listening to the same song for the past 40 minutes – a nightmarish rendition of “White Christmas” that consisted of the last 2 verses on loop. She was fearing for both her life and her sanity.

Still, Elain had persisted - it wasn’t like she had any other choice.

Whatever remained of her usual optimist was slowly dwindling as she parked on the side of the road. Nothing surrounded her but a grove of trees, growing snowbanks and the empty road. She couldn’t quite recall the last time she had seen a road sign, but she knew that although she was close enough to Velaris that she might’ve gotten there in under an hour under normal circumstances, she was absolutely not getting there when a blizzard loomed over her.

She knew she should’ve stopped as soon as she had first listened to the announcement of the impending storm on the radio, but truth be told, it hadn’t felt right stopping then. Elain wasn’t entirely sure why – could’ve been the Venti black coffee she had had for breakfast, could’ve been the fact that she hadn’t eaten anything but chocolate candy all day (‘tis the season, after all) – but her gut had told her she should’ve kept driving.

Now, she was stranded in the middle of nowhere, inside an ancient metal contraption with only M&Ms for sustenance.

Elain rested her head against the headrest of her car with a sigh, cursing her fate for the millionth time that day. She wasn’t a big fan of fatalisms or hyperboles, but she was probably the unluckiest person alive. At least, that’s what it felt like watching the snow fall on the hood of her car, a flurry of snowflakes surrounding her at an alarming rate.

Her eyes snagged on something. Just a few miles ahead, a wooden lamppost unexpectedly came to life, its light glaringly bright against the snow covering the ground. Elain could just make out a small wooden sign from under it, even if she couldn’t quite read what it said. Maybe a motel? A service station? If only fate was on her side for once.

She turned her car back on, closing whatever distance remained between her and the sign. But the closer she got, the odder the sight in front of her became. Despite all the snowflakes falling around her, the lamppost remained remarkably undisturbed by both the snow and the wind. With the way the wind was howling, the sight nearly made her delirious.

Through the glare of the light, Elain could easily make out the words in front of her.

THE DUSK INN - Just up the winding road.

Hope bloomed inside her chest as she let out an embarrassing loud yelp. There was no time to question if the inn was open, let alone time to make sense of the weird lamppost and its too-bright light. Elain quickly turned her car to the narrow country road, elation coursing through her veins at an alarming speed. For the first time in a while, Elain felt like fate was on her side.

The more she drove along the gentle incline of the will, the more the temperature inside her car seemed to drop. Here, the sun could barely penetrate the wood’s canopy. Evidence of the last snowfall remained frozen in clumps around the trees where the awning was thicker.

Just as apprehension started to trickle in, Elain turned the corner, a soft gasp coming out of her mouth when she finally spotted what she had been looking for. Standing like one of Feyre’s paintings, a small house stood against the eery, frigid landscape. The inn itself was merely an old-looking cottage with white stone walls and a grey slate roof. Smoke was coming out of the chimney, and the lights to at least two separate rooms were filtering through the thick drapes. Elain could just barely make out the silhouette of someone pacing in their room.

If she hadn’t been looking for it, she doubted she’d be able to find it. Other than the inn and one parked car, there was nothing around her and from the state of the untouched woods, Elain doubted many people ventured to this side of the countryside.

Parking her car, Elain quickly grabbed her things before rushing to the inn’s thick, wooden front door. She pushed the door open, goosebumps covering her skin as warmth quickly chased the cold away from her frozen limbs.

She dropped the suitcase on the floor, looking around the empty foyer. “Hello?” She called, but the sudden stillness was too noticeable. Elain chose to observe her surroundings instead, a pleased smile on her lips as she noticed how absolutely adorable everything was.

The warmth, she quickly realised, was coming from a small carron fireplace just near the door to her right. A cup of tea had been left forgotten on the desk, but other than that, there were no other signs of life. The walls were covered in a dark green flowery wallpaper that played beautifully against the dark wooden panels, the same colour as the floor. Under her feet, however, was a large, rust-coloured rug that muffled her every step as she walked around the entryway. To her left was a door that led to the darkened living room and to her right the dining room. The staircase, Elain assumed, led to the rooms – including the one where she had seen someone pacing. She tried to listen for the sound of footsteps, but a sound from behind her quickly distracted her.

Elain turned around, panting slightly as her eyes locked with an older woman.

If only seconds ago the entryway had seemed completely abandoned, now it was brimming with life. The lamp on the desk was now lit, emanating a soft light onto a leather notebook. The cup of tea was suddenly steaming, though no teapot was in sight.

“Welcome to the Dusk Inn.” The old lady smiled gently. “Running from the storm, are you dear?”

Elain chuckled nervously, brushing off the oddness of it all. “I didn’t have much of a choice.” She looked around, still a bit uncertain.

“We rarely do.” The old lady said in a feathery voice, eyeing her with clear, grey eyes. “I’m guessing you need a room.”

“Is there an available one?” If the silence was any indication, she had several, but it didn’t hurt to be polite.

The old lady chuckled, shaking her head as if that was the silliest thing she had ever heard. “The Dusk Inn welcomes only those it wishes to welcome.” Her eyes glinted, but Elain was momentarily distracted by a moving shadow in the corner of her eye. She frowned, leaning her head back as if to try and see whoever lurked beneath the darkness. “Of course, I have a room for you.” The lady’s voice said.

Elain smiled, sweet relief coursing through her veins. Her gaze snatched on the vase in front her, a beautiful pairing of roses and baby’s breath. Had it been there before? She wasn’t quite sure.

“Here you go, Miss Archeron.” The old lady smiled, handing her a key. “You’ll be in room 6.”

Elain took it, grateful. “Thank you, Mrs…”

“No need for formalities, dear.” She gave her a crooked smile. “Just Rhiannon is fine.”

“Rhiannon, is there anyone else staying here for the night?” She asked, a bit restless at whatever she had seen in the living room.

Rhiannon beamed at that. “Well, of course, Miss Archeron.” She said. “Fate will always have its way, will it not?”

Elain wasn’t sure how to reply, so she opted not to, sending Rhiannon a gentle smile before going up the stairs.

Her room, much like the rest of the inn, was perfectly quaint. The walls were painted in white, the ceiling made up entirely of irregular oak wood beams. Thick drapes covered the only window in the room, but it did little to shut out the howling sound of the wind. The queen-sized bed, however, looked like a dream. There was a fluffy, burgundy comforter as well as a plaid blanket.

All things considered, this inn was the closest thing to paradise Elain had down in the past 24 hours. Sure, some things might’ve sent a saner person running for the hills, but Elain felt oddly comforted. Like she was exactly where she was supposed to be.

At least for the night.

Rhiannon had been amicable enough to make her feel at home, but her sisters were expecting her. Her whole life was expecting her in Velaris, and Elain, for one, couldn’t wait to let everyone know why she had dared drive through the hellish hills of Illyria to get to them. Hazel eyes flashed in her mind, but Elain quickly brushed them away. There would be a time for that. She refused to let herself fall into a spiral of hope and despair as she weighed the cons and pros of what she was about to do.

Elain looked around the room, wondering if Rhys and Feyre were aware of this little cabin in the middle of the woods. Rhiannon hadn’t seemed familiar in any shape or form, but there had been a familiarity to her when she had said Elain’s name for the first time.

Although…had she told Rhiannon her name? Suddenly, going over their conversation from downstairs was like threading through murky water, and even Rhiannon’s face seemed to change the more Elain tried to focus on it.

By the Mother, she needed to eat something, or she’d be passing out soon.

She wondered if Rhiannon would let her use her kitchen, considering there didn’t seem to be enough guests for the inn to serve dinner. Rhiannon, however, was nowhere to be seen. The entryway was empty once again, and other than the flare from the fireplace, no lights illuminated the room.

“Rhiannon?” Elain called, going down the last steps of the staircase. “Hello?” The dining room was darker still, as unfamiliar as the sudden urge to bolt back to her room and only come out in the morning. The charming inn now seemed too cold, too empty. The blizzard made itself heard outside, raging against the windows with enough strength to be menacing.

Through the corner of her, a shadow moved before disappearing once again. Elain was trying not to panic, but all of a sudden, the idea of staying at a remote inn seemed like the worst thing she could’ve done. She rushed to the light switch, heart racing as her hands clumsily turned on the light.

Only to find a white cat staring right back at her, long tail swishing from left to right.

“Oh, hello there,” Elain beamed. “Are you the other guest fate brought to me?”

“Is that why I’m stranded here?” Elain’s head snapped to her right, a gasp escaping her as she made sense of the deep voice coming from the doorway.

There, leaning against the doorframe, stood Azriel Rosehall in all his glory. Elain felt her cheeks heat under his stare, felt her tongue turn to dust as he smiled knowingly, eyeing her from head to toe. His eyes flickered to the solemnly looking cat. “Have you been making deals with the fates, Elain?”

#elriel #elain archeron #azriel #azriel shadowsinger #elriel fanfic #elriel fic #elriel fanfiction #christmas story #threads of fate and magical inns #my writing #christmas prompts #idiots in love

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theyarerealtome · 2 months

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Surely someone must have written the Everlark Gilmore Girls AU right? Because like -

Fiercely independent single mother Katniss Everdeen raising her sweet, intelligent daughter Prim (who is so close in age they’re practically sisters), and friends with the bakery/café owner Peeta who keeps her fed in cheese buns and bread, and sees her everyday while quietly and patiently pining.

FT: Best friend Madge who Katniss later opens a business with. Grumpy town eccentric Haymitch. Flamboyant dance studio owner and gossip Effie. Prim's best friend Rue who Katniss also ends up mothering because that's who she is. Estranged mother Mrs Everdeen who Katniss felt abandoned by but adores Prim. Local fashion designer Cinna who took Katniss in when she first arrived. And then Prim’s father and Katniss’s teenage sweetheart Gale comes back around periodically wanting another chance but doesn’t realise they’ve changed too much to ever be together.

#the hunger games #everlark AU #gilmore girls AU #everlark #peeta x katniss #bout to go exploring on fanfic.net and a03 because surely this much exist #i'm not sure what Katniss does in this universe #i can't see her as an inn keeper #and figuring out the mrs everdeen relationship - she's so different from Emily the relationship is almost the opposite #but although the personalities are so different in terms of roles in the story and their relationship with Lorelai/Katniss #Peeta = Luke #Gale = Christopher #is PERFECT #Haymitch I feel isn't anyone specific in Stars Hollow #but just screams townie energy #and fulfils some Babette/Kirk/Taylor combo #Effie = Miss Patty is easy #Cinna as Mia because he keeps Katniss the care and nurturing she needs #is Snow the Chilton headmaster?#the Chilton is the capital #would Finnick & Annie be the adorable neighbours?

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hannibalismos-jaaneman · 2 days

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the sole and devastating problem with monkey man is that it will literally never be able to push past the people who think the concept of the film disrespects hanuman ji to be exposed in an environment where people see it for more than its name.

#raj shitposting #my mother ACTUALLY asked me why the film took hanuman ji as the monkey god to drive the plot when there are monkey gods everywhere.#i was so shocked because wtf all those monkey gods are literally based on hanuman ji besides this is a film about an indian man.#she still thought that it was just disrespecting hinduism so i didn't let her watch past the scene with lucky in the tavern.#like i don't think indians have the tolerance or the right etiquettes to watch this film at all.#which is why i am starting to feel glad it was never released here. indians saale hain hi adipurush ke layak mcbc.#inn logo ko bhakti do to uski batti banakar filmmaker ki hi gaand mein ghusedna chayenge.#inhe violence do to kahenge humare bhagwaan aese nahi the tum log humare bhagwan ka mazak uda rahe ho.#saala chahate kya ho?#tum log behenchod adipurush dekho aur har acchi cheez ko ban hone do.#people view religion as blind devotion rather than something that allows you to connect yourself to your gods.#they don't believe their gods could make mistakes. and they sure don't believe for a goddamn second that their god could be wrong.#i am not saying monkey man is about proving god wrong because it FUCKING ISN'T.#it's about a boy who clung to a story his mother told him as a child in hopes of finding her in the ugly face of the world.#something that would allow him to keep going because that's what hanuman ji would've done. that what his mother would've wanted.#like stop this absolute crap nonsense guys this film does not call the kid hanuman it literally invokes his image to inspire the kid.#HANUMAN JI IS WHAT IS HELPING THE KID FIGHT THIS WAR WITH HIMSELF AND THE WORLD.#he's literally like the krishna to the kid's arjun. he's a guide who talks through the kid's past through his mother's voice.#tum log bajrangi bhaijaan hi dekhlo bhai tumhare andar yeh picture hazam karna ka guda nahi hai.#monkey man #dev patel

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kwyw · 7 months

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Not the Stonewall Inn instagram posting “Come back anytime!” with a wink…

And this…

The universe, man, I swear. 😂

#the universe is a kaylor #and that story is suspicious as hell #gaylor swift #the stonewall inn #instagram

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thelalalalatestrevolutionnewsies · 2 months

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I thought it was time for my ✨INTRODUCTION POST✨

Hi there!

My name’s Cara i’m 18 years old and I’m a Reformed Protestant and massive Broadway and musical theatre fan

-My favorite movie is West Side Story 2021

-My favorite Broadway show is Newsies

-My favorite TV show is probably The Dick Van Dyke Show but I also love Gilmore Girls

-My favorite performer is Aaron Tveit and hopefully one day I’ll get to see him in person

-My favorite music (outside of musicals) is anything by Laufey but my taste is super diverse and I can jam to basically anything

-My favorite color changes super often but right now it’s red

-My favorite Newsie is—uh—I CANT PICK but race, and albert hold a very special place in my heart

I have a ton of hobbies including but not limited to:

-Drawing, gardening, painting, playing the guitar, violin, banjo, and piano (I’m not very good but it’s fun) writing, cooking, reading, working out, sewing, crocheting

Random facts about yours truly:

-I sing a ton but have a low range for a girl so tenor songs are where it’s at 🤙

-I have four older siblings and four younger

-Anastasia got me WAY to into Soviet Russia history

-I hope to start taking ballet classes in the future but don’t have time for it now

-I have five crazy nieces and nephews

-I’ve never been in theatre but my dream roles are Race from Newsies and Anastasia from Anastasia. Hopefully I’ll start acting soon. I’m trying to find a community theater.

-I taught myself how to harmonize by ear and now struggle more to stay on melody than harmony

Shows I love and will post about include:

Newsies

West Side Story

Tuck Everlasting

Anastasia

Wicked (I saw the tour for my eighteenth birthday and adored every minute of it)

Hadestown (saw the tour!! Literally incredible!!)

Les Miserables

The Phantom of the Opera

Jekyll and Hyde

Catch Me If You Can

Frozen (I saw the tour it was incredible)

Holiday Inn

and many more!

I hope you stick around and have fun here cause the world always needs more kindness and laughs.

The people who comment on and reblog my artwork make me smile so much and I think about what you say basically every day thank you💕

Bye now dears

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maudiemoods · 11 months

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Yayyyy a solid design for my vampire oc yayyyay

Idk what they do and any kind of story line but I really love them so I'll think of something somehow jsnrkaksjsj also, in my last post, he looked really young but I changed them to an adult. Soooo that first drawing is what they would look like as a child I guess? I had already finished coloring it when I realized how childish they look djjsjdjsjs also they have a cat. Maybe they'll have a cat ranch and rescue them and find good homes for them.

Also close ups because yayyyy

#i was thinking they own a hair salon #but it doesn't really match their aesthetic i think #idk #but i like them #all the story line ideas i had ended up being really similar to other vampire characters 🥲#owing an inn was too much like hotel Transylvania (kill me)#beings a guardian of animals reminded me of the bat queen from the owl house #and being a scholar kinda reminded me of lilith from the owl house even though they aren't the same species i think they kinda look similar #also they're nonverbal btw #maudiemoods art tag #they dont speak at all but can mentally connect with people and send them signals that give an overall vibe of what they're trying to say #i just don't know what to do with them djsjskkak #Nerium is a poisonous plant btw so thats their name

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stone-stars · 21 days

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i think just on a fundamental level stories that say “it might not be easy, but choosing to care and love and connect with people matters” are the ones that will always appeal to me

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chemicallywrit · 4 months

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Happy Audio Drama Sunday! Last one of the year! There are so many amazing shows I listened to this year--Gastronaut, Kakos Industries, Madame Magenta, Dungeons & Daddies, Cry Havoc! Ask Questions Later, Bronzeville, Deviser, Ghosts in the Burbs, The Silt Verses, Fall of the House of Sunshine, The Ballad of Anne and Mary, Eliza: A Robot Story, Eeler's Choice, Hemophobia--this list isn't even comprehensive! But here is what stood out to me this week. (As always, some spoilers follow.)

🦸‍♂️ I've had Superhuman Public Radio on my radar for a while, but I finally got a chance to listen to it this week. For lack of a better way of putting it, the structural integrity of this show is flawless. It sounds exactly like listening to NPR, and it's funny and clever with some really incredible worldbuilding. It's everything I like about listening to local news without the stress of it being local news that affects me. I love it.

✨ I'm also new to Breathing Space, but the Firefly vibes are off the charts. I love any story that is basically just Anticapitalists in Space, but the western vibes of this really make the stories hit home. I especially liked S1E2, "A Rat Among Falcons," because who doesn't love a scruffy nobody being incorporated into a found family? S1E5, "The Salvage of the Valentina Tereshkova" was also a really excellent space horror story. I can't wait to see what they do next. And that theme song tho, right??

❤️‍🩹 @thefringespod has been making incredible use of their new full cast, and I love the twist that this season is driving home--it's not a story presented to you, the listener, it's a tragedy that the mute second character is helping to undo. The softness of the family that Pine Gonzalez spent the whole first season describing comes through beautifully in the work of the actors.

🌊 Modes of Thought In Anterran Literature is always a little bit unnerving, but this week our professor faced the horrors of...rich people. Like, REALLY rich people. "You're already paying for private security?" Absolutely chilling conversations. There was a headline this week about a bunch of Silicon Valley millionaires trying to start a utopia in the desert, which works great all the time of course, and I thought of Anterra, tearing itself apart, and about the professor, who doesn't exactly make great choices, tearing himself apart too.

🐺 Things are getting very scary on Palimpsest! Is this a werewolf season?? It is VERY gothic, which is fun in a Jazz Age setting. It feels incongruous, which just adds to the horror. The quiet build of Palimpsest never disappoints me.

📦 Bless those children on @storiesfromylelmore, they're so darn good. ItMe has always been excellent at writing along the span of human nature, and seeing them do it with the three kids in Stories from Ylelmore is wonderful. Of course, a lot of the credit has to go to ItMe's flawless line delivery too. The kids feel very real, even while they're delivering magical packages from a bookstore to the head of the local witch coven.

🐦 The Amelia Project's Twelve Days of Christmas thing has been so funny. I half hope we never find out who's tormenting Alvina. The only downside is that now I have the song stuck in my head constantly, and seeing that it's like, the second-worse Christmas song, this is a problem. The show's worth it, though.

🕯️ What should appear in my podcatcher this morning but the second episode of Flickers! I was intrigued by that first episode, and this second one is really bringing home the isolationist horror. I can't wait for the next installment.

👽 Among the Stars and Bones is coming back! It's coming back this month! This is one of my all-time favorite sci-fi shows, everyone, if you're not on board yet then GET WITH IT, because this next season is guaranteed to blow your mind.

That's what I've been listening to! Here's what's going on with me:

🧟‍♀️ The Dead has been posting episodes from its second series, Ephemeris, which I wish we could have spent more time on, because the premise is so good. Zombies. In. Space. My gosh. David Ault and Kayla Temshiv in particular are killing it on this story. It'll be a few weeks before our next story premiers, but I'm REALLY excited about that one. Tune in!

Finally, the most important news...

💚Inn Between Returns on Wednesday!🏹

AAAAAAAAAAAAA

I am THRILLED about season five. The cast is killer, the story is fantastic, everyone's bringing their A-game, and I can't wait for you to hear it.

That's all for me! Happy New Year everyone!

(If you like what I do, I'd love it if you could send me a ko-fi! Especially since my car just frikkin. Died. So rude of it. Thanks!)

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bachelor time, and then the town at large

part 1 (bachelorettes)

“secret”

Mr. Gustafa can make music out of any sound EVER! Isn't that awesome?! (ch. 3 naughty son)

Mr. Gustafa can take any sound, anything at all, and make music out of it! That's so awesome. (ch. 3 naughty daughter)

I heard Mr. Gustafa used to not have very many friends. (ch. 3 normal son)

I heard, well, Mr. Gustafa used to not have very many friends. (ch. 3 normal daughter)

Apparently when Mr. Gustafa sings, he pictures a certain woman. (ch. 4 naughty/normal son)

People say when Mr. Gustafa sings this one song...he pictures a certain woman. (ch. 4 naughty/normal daughter)

Apparently, Gustafa taught himself how to play music, so he gets kind of insecure around formally trained people. (ch. 5/6 naughty son)

Apparently, Gustafa taught himself how to play music, so he gets self-conscious when he hears people have taken formal music classes. (ch. 5/6 naughty daughter)

Is Gustafa not going to sing today..? (ch. 5/6 normal son/daughter)

"personal"

Should I get an instrument...? (ch. 3 son/daughter)

"comment"

Is the flower on Mr. Gustafa's head real? (ch. 3 normal son/daughter)

Mr. Gustafa's guitar is shaped different from Mr. Gavin's guitar. (ch. 3 shy son)

Mr. Gustafa's guitar is a different shape from Mr. Gavin's. (ch. 3 shy daughter)

“secret”

I heard Mr. Gordy has a tough time getting out of bed in the morning! (ch. 3 naughty son)

Know what I heard? Mr. Gordy doesn't like getting up in the morning. (ch. 3 naughty daughter)

I heard Mr. Gordy sometimes thinks about using normal art tools instead. Being an artist must be hard. (ch. 3 normal son)

I heard Mr. Gordy sometimes thinks about using tools. Being an artist must be hard. (ch. 3 normal daughter)

Mr. Gordy got into making art when he was about my age. (ch. 4 normal/naughty son/daughter)

The theme of Gordy's art is apparently "return to nature." But then why does he work with metal? Hmm... This is deep stuff. (ch. 5/6 naughty/normal son)

Gordy claims his art is themed. "A return to nature," he says. But then, why does he work with metal? Hmm... This is deep. (ch. 5/6 naughty/normal daughter)

"personal"

Mr. Gordy's voice is so deep. It's really cool. (ch. 3 son)

Mr. Gordy's got a deep voice. It's really cool. (ch. 3 daughter)

"comment"

Mr. Gordy has a really tiny house for how big he is. (ch. 3 normal son)

Mr. Gordy's house is really small. Doesn't he feel cramped? (ch. 3 normal daughter)

Mr. Gordy's house seems really hot inside. (ch. 3 shy son/daughter)

“secret”

I heard that Mr. Rock sweats a whole ton! (ch. 3 naughty son)

I heard that Mr. Rock sweats a whooole ton! (ch. 3 naughty daughter)

Mr. Rock is a popular guy back in the city! (ch. 3 normal daughter)

Mr. Rock is really popular in the city. (ch. 3 normal son)

It seems like Mr. Rock doesn't like his dad very much... (ch. 4 normal/naughty son)

Mr. Rock doesn't really look up to his dad very much. (ch. 4 naughty/normal daughter)

What? (ch. 5/6 naughty/normal son/daughter)

"personal"

Mr. Rock was telling me all about the city. (ch. 3 son)

I got to hear stuff about the city from Mr. Rock. (ch. 3 daughter)

"comment"

Mr. Rock knows lots about fashion. I gotta get him to teach me! (ch 3 normal son)

Mr. Rock knows lots about fashion. Maybe he'll teach me stuff about it! (ch. 3 normal daughter)

Talking with Mr. Rock is fun. (ch. 3 shy son/daughter)

“secret”

I heard Mr. Matthew used to be way more sick before he came here! (ch. 3 normal/naughty son)

I heard Mr. Matthew used to be so sick he couldn't get up! (ch. 3 naughty daughter)

Didja know about Mr. Matthew? He used to be so sick that he couldn't even walk around...(ch. 3 normal daughter)

I think Mr. Matthew's a pretty cool guy. How come he isn't dating anyone? (ch. 4 normal/naughty son)

Mr. Matthew's a pretty cool guy. How come he isn't dating anyone? (ch. 4 naughty daughter)

What? (ch. 5/6 naughty/normal son/daughter)

"personal"

Mr. Matthew's kinda grumpy. (ch. 3 son)

Mr. Matthew's kinda glum. (ch. 3 daughter)

"comment"

I think Mr. Matthew is kinda like Uncle Takakura. (ch. 3 normal son/daughter)

Ms. Vesta and Mr. Matthew aren't very much alike. (ch. 3 shy son)

Ms. Vesta and Mr. Matthew are really different, don't you think? (ch. 3 shy son/daughter)

#sos awl spoilers #sos awl #bokumono #story of seasons #hm awl #harvest moon a wonderful life #story of seasons a wonderful life #rock collection #going to be insane over the rock secrets for a while. don’t mind me #story of seasons awl #sos: a wonderful life #sos: awl #harvest moon awl #rock (awl)#bokujou monogatari #local disco clown with daddy issues who is oozing equal amounts of charisma and sweat found living inside the walls of the inn’s lobby #dialogue file adventures #rock tumbling (sos)

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