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got a little carried away with this one... outfit sent by @chocolategothwolfhorse <3
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ashanimus · 1 year
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For @lollytea, fanart of her fic Pages Remain!
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journey-to-the-attic · 9 months
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THE DRAWING WITH DIA WAS SO CUTE!!! Could you do one with Asmo but she asks him to play dress up??
(If you have time and motivation ofc!!! Not forcing!!)
((ALSO ILYSM AHHHH YOU'RE MY FAV CREATOR))
normally it'd take me longer to do an extended art reply but inspiration struck with this one
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(alternate final panel where the dress-up outfits are mulan and mushu instead):
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fauvester · 3 months
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cannot STRESS how much i love your svsss demon prince oc. his hair... the cunty clothes... the coloring on his eyes and fingers and lips.... ohhh goddd
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demon SLAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
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hihopelessromantics · 1 month
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Fantasy Tails
Messing around with magical biology with some rough sketches and lore :) Tagging some who might be interested :3
@librathefangirl @zorria @7-ratsinatrenchcoat @theprinceofliones @stvrlightthearts
Demon
Another take on the traditional (?) demon tail! The heart on the end protects the demon's retractable, venomous (or just very pointy) barb.
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Tails, venomous and nonvenomous, are used for balance, especially while the demon is maneuvering in mid-air. whether they are jumping or flying. flight. They're deceptively strong even though their mechanisms seem delicate and the fluff covering them doesn't appear as tough as the rest of the demon's skin. A younger demon’s tail reaches full size before they reach their adult height. Coloration depends on the demon’s primary colors, including features like hair, eyes, teeth, skin, and tongue.
Tail venom develops during late adolescence- an evolutionary process that serves two purposes. One, that the baby and toddler cannot injure its parents, itself, or its other potential packmates with a potent and uncontrolled poison. Second, that the toxin may adapt to whatever might suit the demon best as it grows. Environmental conditions are thought to play a direct role. High-level demon venom has no ‘antidote’ because it, structurally, is one-of-a-kind; antivenom would require an (albeit slightly) different formula even between identical twins. There are three official categories this venom can fall into: defensive, offensive, and constructive. Some demons will inject their venom into themselves or other demons on a circumstantial basis to help, not harm! A few toxins specifically adapt to treat a temporary condition their demon frequently suffers from- for instance, to treat extreme insomnia or muscle cramps, to dissolve abscesses from the inside, or to reset one of the body’s natural cycles. Level of toxicity can fluctuate throughout the demon’s lifetime.
Goddess
Goddesses’ legs are built for flight - not just for landing - they are very strong! 
Feathers all along the tail can fan out and adjust individually, though, of course, the tail end has the most maneuverability. For potion recipies requiring the physical essence of a goddess feather, it is not usually specified whether it need be a tail or wing feather. Instead, the recipe will reference a specific altitude or bloodline. The wings and tails of goddesses contain special adaptations per their homeland and family line. A feather separated from the body of some goddess species becomes serrated and sharp like a blade, for instance, and these contain a potent defensive energy. Coloration also depends on place of origin and closely resembles that of the wings. 
While aiming for the wings is considered a legitimate battle tactic, aiming for the tail is considered an extreme insult and foul play, a sentiment largely reciprocated and respected by the Demon Clan. 
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Fairy
The creatures known as fairies / fae / faerie display immense biological and magical diversity and that's fascinating to work with, so I added them to the list for funsies.
A fairy’s tail begins as a simple prehensile limb and grows into a symbol of the fairy’s power as they mature. In their base form, tails are most often used in dancing and in daily nonverbal communication. Fully awakened fairies’ tails transform in the likeness of their wings, sprouting insect-like appendages which greatly increase the speed and maneuverability of the fairy’s flight. For those of the highest ability, it becomes near-impossible to disorient them or to knock them from the air.
Some examples I thought up!
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nicosraf · 4 months
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If it's true about what happens in ABM 2 between Rosier and Asmodeus being together but Asmodeus now respecting Rosier's desire NOT to have sex then I am sooooo grateful.
Every time an asexual (or in this case, ace coded) character has an allo partner, it's always the ace character that has to make sacrifices in the relationship to please their spouse and never the other way around. If I'm misunderstanding and it's not the case let me know.
Hello! It's mostly the case!
One thing is that Rosier isn't sex repulsed or sex negative; he's pretty neutral on it (MOST of the time; i think he has moments where he is 1000% percent sex repulsed). (Relatedly, he has no sexual attraction at all.) So he doesn't hate sex, and (at least during A&M) he's still exploring what he likes and doesn't like. (As the author, who knows more than him at the present, I can say that he likes the intimacy of sex but dislikes a lot of everything else about it). Rosier's not great at being communicative though
Asmodeus does respect all this. They only do anything on Rosier's terms and when Rosier wants to — which is not often and which is a bigger deal in sex-obsessed demon society (who arent exactly good about consent either). Demon society being sex obsessed (and very... doomer) is important here because this puts a lot of pressure on Rosier to have sex and enjoy it, and this hangs over a lot of his messy feelings toward it too. Asmodeus is actually pretty frightened regarding sex with Rosier because he's afraid Rosier is only doing it to please him (or to please demon society). And Rosier.... is not communicating about it.
Asmodeus and Rosier aren't a perfect couple in A&M, not even a little. They have some major issues, especially regarding sex (and drugs and codepedency) and especially in the initial centuries after the fall.... but this is the 2nd book (and EVERYTHING is miserable in this book; this includes for Rosier and Asmodeus) and they're still figuring out what love is. I hope that in the third book, they've learned to communicate more about it and maybe for Rosier to have properly put his feelings to words. I think it's important here that Asmodeus is the one "making a sacrifice" regarding sex though. (Even if the sacrifice is more complicated than just "never have sex ever") (I also really dislike ace characters being made to sacrifice their comfort for allos in stories; its fucked up!!! it's evil and perpetuates asexuality as itself some kind of character flaw that the allo has to Put up with)
Asmodeus wouldn't see any of it as a sacrifice, really. Yeah he's sex-obsessed and the literal demon of lust, but being with Rosier makes him happier than sex does for sure. And if he loves Rosier then he knows he has to love every part of him. Rosier's asexuality isn't a flaw, then, it's just a part of him.
Also, I do have an ace angel character who is actually sex repulsed in A&M; his name is Armoni, and I think he's neat. For full disclosure, I'm on the spectrum of asexuality and am pretty aware of how much narrative weight the series places on sex, but I'm trying to make sure there's room for an understanding of love that isn't attached to sex, or "good sex" for that matter.
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holygroundgone · 1 month
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bed sharing is too stimulating, going on and on about his youthful high temperature and his scent, his unique scent, his male hormones
#'pressing his lips to the side of xie qingcheng's neck and letting the tips of his teeth brush up against the older man's skin-#meatbun are you trying to kill me?#meatbun what does he yu smell like?#what is his unique scent#see; chu wanning smells like haitang; xqc smells like medicine#and i always picture mo ran having an incredibly musky and animalistic scent; enhanced by an exotic mix of cinnamon and oud#(extremely specific thank you 🥰 i even have meanings behind it)#because cinnamon is spicy and sweet and is so often used in cooking and baking and even has medicinal purposes#and oud as the infected heartwood of a specific tree; described as black and strong and animalistic#anyways#what does he yu smell like? am i going to end up brainstorming up an incredibly specific scent for him#mo ran is never specified to have such a scent anyways but it's my interpretation and i can do whatever i want!!!!#throws a dart it's because of his demon heritage!!! he gets special abo traits as a treat for the man who mentally is already living in abo#oud is also frequently used for incense; so i think cinnamon and oud suit mo ran's dual nature extremely well#i keep getting distracted#for fun..... he yu smells like smashed blueberries; a bit sweet a bit sour a little musky#and blood 😊#the sweetness of blueberries covering up thick salty copper musk of blood#perfumes are one of my special interests; so i like to get carried away 💝#i feel like my scent profile for he yu might change as i read though
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boyybites · 1 year
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Finally finished the ref bless.
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scalproie · 11 months
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and the worst thing is that vergil DOES sucks. genuinely
#BUT its in the same that dante sucks. that nero sucks. that dmc as a whole is kinda cringe#but it is also extremely genuine. which cancels the cringe factor entirely.#as STUPID as the characters are theyre ALWAYS treated with respect in the story's theyre in. or if they arent its not at their expense#its cool. its just cool. as its core dmc is cool even if its inherently so fucking stupid#anyway this has been my ''you have to ENGAGE with the story. YES the character's actions are stupid NO theyre NOT a loser.''#as for vergil: hes never been a master planner nor a mastermind. hes just reserved in his words and (shut up) self-motivated#vergil doesnt want to change the world or society. he *doesnt fucking care*. he just wants power for deeply personal reasons#HES ALSO BEEN SHOWN TO BE WRONG IN THE TWO (2) GAMES HES BEEN IN. BC DANTE WON. AND LATER NERO#also hes wrong but NOT a villain. hes legit just dante under different circumstances and with different tastes. THEY ADRESSED THIS IN DMC5#''but dam he needs to atone for the two cities'' nobody cares about the humans in dmc. theyre plot points#theyre not cool enough to be focused on on their own. if they do they need to be as off the balls bonker as the half demons#as far as dmc is concerned. vergil's only crime is being wrong.#and hes so fucking strong. hes sooo strong. hes good looking. he has a well written story and character arc imo. hes extremely iconic#and I love him very much. anyway this has been dam ''vergil is my favorite character of all time'' scalproie thank you all#im gonna go listen to bury the light#tagging later
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gravitywonagain · 1 year
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okay. so. @nyx4's amazing yunmeng siblings as demonic cultivators au kind of grabbed me today. (you might have noticed.) i asked if i could write something about it and ended up coming up with... idk the prequel? so here. have that. idk if i will write more, but i really really love this au, so i probably will. but first: some pain.
(this is a super fast first draft that is also a writing warmup, so don't judge me too hard, pls!)
[T?, 1.4k, 1/?, Yunmeng Siblings]
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The transfer fails. 
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Wei Wuxian watches through a thick haze of pain and exhaustion as Wen Qing pulls the light from his body. Cold seeps in with a rush as the last connection is cut. And then, there, cupped between the palms of her hands, is a tiny sun. 
“Focus, Wei Wuxian,” she says, and he doesn’t understand. What is he supposed to focus on? But then he sees the light of that sun begin to waver, begin to fade. 
It’s harder now, without the familiar sensation of pulsing warmth, to hold his core together. He’s been doing it for hours -- maybe days. It’s why he couldn’t sleep. Why he couldn’t be numbed. He had to focus, to keep his core from spinning apart. He’s not entirely sure what he’s supposed to do, now that it’s outside of him, disconnected, removed. 
The light of it continues to dim. 
“Wei Wuxian!”
He can’t respond to her -- his jaw is still clenched around the roll of cotton she’d had Wen Ning shove in his mouth, his throat still ragged with the screams it absorbed. He can’t ask her, “What do you want me to do? What more can I possibly do?” 
On the table to his left, Jiang Cheng lies limp and pale. His body is cut open, too -- matching scars, they’ll have. Or maybe Jiang Cheng won't have a scar at all.
Wen Ning stands on the other side of that table, firelight flickering across his face, ready and waiting to help Wen Qing connect Wei Wuxian’s core to Jiang Cheng’s spiritual arteries. Three needles held between his gentle fingertips. His eyes follow the golden core as it nears. His brows furrow as he watches the light of it darken. 
“Wei-gongzi,” he says, without even the hint of a stutter, “you need to keep spinning it. Like it’s still inside you.”
Oh. 
Okay. 
Wei Wuxian can do that. Probably. 
His body feels like it’s on fire, but also like ice crystals must be forming along the empty, bloody parts of him. But he’s blocked out pain before. 
Yunmeng Jiang focuses on breathing exercises, possibly more than any other sect. They swim so deep and so far that they build their cultivation around their lungs. Holding breath can tax a core, or it can grow it; but breath is life. 
It’s easy to slip into those exercises now. To allow the memory of warm breeze and meandering rivers to coax his breath into meditation. Sitting in lotus pose with Jiang Cheng on the sun-drenched docks, wooden planks pressing the patterns of their heartwood against the soft silk of his first set of disciple robes. They closed their eyes together and allowed their breath to open the world to them in this other way. 
They’d built their cores together like this. 
Wei Wuxian doesn’t close his eyes this time -- he watches the light, now cradled in his brother’s body, with a desperation he cannot soothe. It flickers softly, like stars in the night sky do. 
“Good,” says Wen Ning. “Keep doing exactly that.” 
A kind of heat blooms in Wei Wuxian’s belly, melting the frostbite rime that must be crusting the whole of his torso, crawling up the open veins of his meridians. 
He ignores it all. 
He breathes. 
The tiny sun brightens, throwing horrible shadows against the walls, across the Wen siblings’ bloody hands. 
“You’re doing well, Wei-gongzi,” Wen Ning says, again. 
It’s difficult to say if the praise is helpful or not. If nothing else, at least it keeps him somewhat updated on whether or not what he’s doing is even working. 
He can’t feel it, is the thing. The purpose of this whole procedure is that Jiang Cheng will feel it. But Wei Wuxian won’t. So it’s not easy to know if his breathing is doing what he knows it should, or if he’s off in some unknowable way. 
Wen Ning’s hands are inside Jiang Cheng’s belly. His eyes shine with the light of Wei Wuxian’s core. 
Wei Wuxian can’t see Wen Qing, except the backlit silhouette of her back. He watches her arms move. Watches the way her hair has slowly come loose from its neat knot, flyaway strands diaphanous in the orange firelight to one side and brilliant gold to the other. 
“Good work, Wei--”
“Shit.”
Wen Qing’ voice is small -- so small, little more than a hissing exhale -- but it silences the room all the same. 
He tries to focus. Things go wrong all the time, it doesn’t mean they can’t figure it out. It doesn’t mean Wen Qing, of all people, will give up. 
And she doesn’t. 
Her voice is louder as she barks orders at Wen Ning that Wei Wuxian doesn’t understand. Not wanting to draw her focus in any way, Wei Wuxian keeps breathing, keeps spinning his core as best he can. 
The siblings work together, fast-moving but steady. Neither of them seem to fall into the frantic rush that Wei Wuxian’s heartbeat pounds out inside his chest. He tries to let that settle him just as much as he tries not to pay them any attention at all. He has only one job, now: keep his core spinning. 
It was helping, he realizes quickly, the near-constant reassurances from Wen Ning. Without them, he struggles to keep his breath, to keep the Yunmeng summer sun in his mind and lungs. 
Golden light still splashes against the Wens, the walls, and the ceiling. He turns his eyes up and doesn’t let himself think about the shadow-puppet shapes. He only cares about the light. About keeping that light from going out. 
Slowly, gradually, he lets the new tempo, the new tension in the room, resolve itself into something normal. A background. It seems to be working, whatever they’re doing -- the cursing has thinned, at least. The light has stayed strong, still outshining the lamps of flame. 
Wei Wuxian breathes and breathes and lets himself believe that this will work. He lets himself imagine meeting Jiang Cheng down in Yiling after. He never did figure out what he was going to say to his brother, how he might explain his own weakness. It doesn’t really matter in the end. Whether Jiang Cheng finds out and hates him for it, or whether Wei Wuxian can pull it off as simple exhaustion. He’ll figure it out as he goes. He always do--
“Fuck! A-Ning!”
Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.
“I don’t know, Jie.”
Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. 
“It’s not-- It’s not taking.” 
Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.
“It won’t merge. It won’t-- The core is being rejected by the host.” 
Wei Wuxian breathes. It’s all he can do. He doesn’t know what else to do. So he breathes. 
His eyes shut of their own accord. 
A tear slips from the corner, tracks its saltwater line across his temple, pools along with the sweat in his hair. 
The cotton in his mouth is eased free. 
He takes a stuttering breath in. Out. 
Wen Ning’s face is set with deep lines of guilt and grief, when Wei Wuxian opens his eyes again. 
Golden light still shines from somewhere on the table next to him. 
“It-t w-won’t take, W-Wei-gongzi.” 
The stutter in Wen Ning’s voice drags another tear from Wei Wuxian’s eye. Two. 
Wen Qing is much steadier than her brother. Her hands, held professionally in front of her chest, drip with red and gold, blood and liquid qi. 
“We can try to put it back inside you,” she says. But they’d discussed this before. They’d come up with contingencies. Or. A contingency. It was not to return the core to Wei Wuxian. 
“No,” he says, and his voice is barely more than a scratch of stones. 
He lets his eyes flick to the right. To the pouch he’d sewed while Wen Qing had studied. 
She follows his gaze, even though she doesn’t need to. Something sad and broken, like regret or defeat, flickers across her face. But she nods. 
“A-Ning, the pouch, please.”
Wen Ning hurries to grab it for her. 
“You will still need to focus on it,” she tells Wei Wuxian. “Your talismans will help, but they will need you to bolster them at least five times a day. I don’t know how long you can last like that.” 
He doesn’t know either. Only that it will be as long as he needs to find a new way. A new solution. 
He meets her eyes, doing his best to maintain his breathing even now, letting his own mettle shine out of him. 
He will do whatever it takes; she knows this. 
Her lips thin. But then she nods. “Fine.”
Wei Wuxian breathes. 
The golden light is swallowed by the modified Spirit Capture Pouch. 
Wen Qing places three quick needles and, finally, darkness consumes him.
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Hello!! I think the action thing is quite cool and your art is really beautiful. If you feel inspired for it could I suggest letter C or I with Freed (maybe in the demon form, or maybe not)? 🤗
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This was my first time drawing Demon-Freed and I had way too much fun messing with the design.
(Action Pose Challenge)
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teeth-draws · 2 years
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Couldn’t sleep so sketched formal/ball!trouble from @shepherds-of-haven || view full size bc I don’t care to check ratios before I upload aaaa
#shepherds of haven#trouble alder#cog games#clochus is the demon I hate most of all because due to my stats I have to miss the ball and go with chase to avoid using a WOP#i would much rather be dancing n looking fine n you know maybe knocking over expensive things on purpose…!#this picture exists in a fantasy timeline where mc is not passed tf out and they find trouble somewhere after the party#he’s processing what just happened but also trying to figure out if his distaste for the grandeur of the party is something he can get over#we see how much party food we can ‘confiscate’ and have it distributed to the masses#thanks prihine!!!#so generous!#i know I don’t have any consistent art style right now like this was just a sudden sleep deprived need#and the hair…? teeth vs trouble’s hair vol. 39#this party is the catalyst to shaving it into a mullet#torn between wanting to look hot and resenting conforming to the beauty standards of nobility#can you imagine him saving a bunch of nobles from a rabid demon and they look up towards their newfound hero and he’s sporting a mullet#look in his eyes like ‘I just saved your life I dare you to say something lol’#love u trouble ur a g#+ honestly thinking about how he’s not just dense and gos with the most romance flags in the game#his low self-worth actually saves him from a lot of heartbreak considering more often than not mc DOESNT like him back in ‘that way’#in favour of (often) his 2 best friends#BABES DW YOU HAVE FANS I PROMISE YOU#also do you think trouble weaponises puppy dog eyes or is he unaware of his most powerful weapon…
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imminent-danger-came · 2 months
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I started listening to Julia Lovell's translation/abridged version of JTTW today, so here's some quotes from the prologue I found pretty interesting:
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"Demons are born of the mind, and they are also subdued by the mind"—once again, making the modern day stand in for Sun Wukong a mentally ill mind monkey is genius. Hubris versus self-abasement. Restless and volatile on opposite ends. The mind and the heart being one thing.
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andthebeanstalk · 1 year
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Why is Wilson the only male character in Don't Starve Together who can grow a beard so magnificent it keeps him warm?
I'm so glad you asked! My wife has a theory and it is the correct theory and I will accept no substitutes:
You see, Wilson is Trans, and despite having other ways he could have accessed testosterone, he considered himself enough of a scientific genius to create his own Super Testosterone (patent pending) to speed up the process!
The good news is, it worked!
The bad news is it does bring about what Wilson dubbed "Super Puberty," and he still has the acne scars to prove it!
Also, he now grows such an intense beard that it can keep him warm in the cold!
Which was mostly just a nuisance that involved spending a lot of time and money on high-quality shaving kits, but it became a lot more useful once he suddenly had to survive in the wilderness!
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zebra-all-the-time · 1 year
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can i maybe mayhaps possibly have the context for that au you mentioned
YES SAY NO MORE WAHA!!
So it’s a Demon!Shane and DemonHunter!Ryan AU
In this world demons are all fallen angels and their purpose on Earth is to mess the hell out of humans however they want.
Ryan is a demon hunter, but unlike all the other ones, he doesn’t want to kill them. He was kicked out/left an agency depending on who you ask, but they do not like his dangerous hunting methods.
Ryan’s targeted Shane who thinks that he’s targeted Ryan, Ryan’s plan is to bring out the nice tendencies he’s convinced are hidden inside all demons, the agency wants to interfere so bad, other demons don’t trust Ryan around Shane, it’s a whole party!!!
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dustandshadows-if · 6 months
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Honestly, this sounds a bit cliche 🤔 waking up, amnesia, murder accusations, running away, most popular supernatural creatures (vampires), hunters..
But I've learned not to judge IFs by their descriptions because the demo may surprise me. So good luck with your project!
it may be a little cliche im ngl but! i write out of pure self-indulgence, so im not too bothered by it, and i hope you aren't either🫶
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