helloooo if you're still doing propaganda fics, uhh ummm. that one music au gempearl maybe.
OH. HI. GOSH. I SURE CAN DEFINITELY TRY MY BEST FOR YA.
Her fingers looped together with Pearl's, and the simple motion of it caused her heart to nearly skip a beat. It wasn't even like their hands were visible for someone walking by, and they would have had to be ducking under the table to even see considering how they had tucked themselves into the corner of the coffee shop. It wasn't even a well known store, either! A small local place, with a teenage cashier who didn't seem to know who either of them were. It was…
It was almost as private as they could get while still being in public, but it still made Gem's heart leap in her throat, gripping her hot cocoa a little tighter.
She wasn't doing anything wrong. She kept telling herself that, but it didn't make the fear or doubts go away. Her head kept jerking up when she heard the little bell above the door ring, but Pearl hadn't commented on that so far, and for that, she was grateful.
"Is this alright? It's not too much for you, is it?" Pearl asked, and Gem quickly shook her head, ducking her head down as if it would hide the blush that had started to cover her cheeks. She didn't want Pearl to think she couldn't do this and for her to leave. Holding her hand under the table was a small step, it would be fine!
"N-no, no, it's not… It's fine! I promise," she said, and she wasn't sure she was more trying to assure herself or trying to assure Pearl. Thankfully though, Pearl didn't comment on it, and instead simply took a drink from her coffee, glancing around the shop. They'd stopped by the shops a few times, and it had easily become their favorite meet up, but it didn't make Gem any less antsy to be in public, so close together on the sofa with Pearl, holding hands with another girl.
The press would have a field day! Even one stray teenager with a phone could ruin-!
"Come back to Earth for me?" Pearl asked, her voice soft, and the blush on her cheeks seemed to burn that much darker as she looked to Pearl. She gave her a sheepish smile, apologetic, and squeezed her hand gently.
"S-sorry. It's just… A lot. I'm still scared someone is gonna see us…"
"Ah, nah, it's alright. I know you're trying," Pearl said, her expression kind, and it made Gem's heart do backflips in her chest, but the smile she gave Pearl in return was genuine. That, in turn, drew a warm smile from Pearl that made Gem wish she had the confidence to kiss her.
"Thank you for… Being so patient with me," Gem eventually said, scooting a little closer to Pearl. Their knees were almost touching now, and it almost made it hard to breathe, just being so very close to her. "I know it's gotta be frustrating for you."
"You're not the first girl to ever be in the closet while in the public eye. Don't worry about it, alright? I'm not here to drag you out of the closet, I'm here for you." And, Pearl shifted a little, so their knees did touch. It made Gem almost light headed, and she was sure her face was as red as could be. She brought her hot chocolate to her lips, trying to hide how much just the simple touches were affecting her, and did her best to not outright burn her tongue with her drink.
"Maybe… Maybe one day we can go somewhere more public," she whispered, and she felt Pearl shrug.
"I'll be happy as long as I'm with you."
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i am so sorry i did not expect you to see that post of mine 😭😭 didn't even realize you were on tumblr tbh- but anyway i keep giggling bc i completely forgot i named you until i saw you added tags to the post
ITS. YA KNOW. ITS FINE. IM HAVING A TIME ANYWAY.
pearl liked the post i made about giggling over her just calling me sapphic (its so funny genuinely, i cannot stop giggling over it in the best way possible) so like! it is what it is!!! it gave me a chance to gush about how much i love and adore pearl and how shes a wonderful person thats incredibly sweet so!!!
but also!!! im glad i can be someone you like seeing in chat! i like noticing names too!!!! i hope things are getting better for ya gasps!!!!!
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When i wiped this blog, I got rid of a lot of headcanon posts that — looking back on it now — i should've saved. BUT! such is life. c'est la vie. and i now have an opportunity to rewrite them with added flavor.
the first I'll cover is Hayden's wings because I have so many things to say about the Wrucilese.
as stated in the realm info for Eokketion, Wrucilese are an ancient species of avian humanoids that are best known for the colors of their wings. the color scheme of said wings is based on that of the lilac breasted roller with the addition of iridescence of their feathers and a stark white plumage at the base of his wings ( where it meets at his back ). the origin of these beings can be traced back to a now extinct species of shifters — ones that truly have no descendants today aside from the Wrucilese.
Hayden is not the only remaining Wrucilese, nor will he be the last. However, due to how few there are when compared to other species, the topic of them disappearing altogether is a revolving one — even though their genes are fairly strong and tend to cancel out that of other species ( hence the lack of beings that are half-Wrucilese and half something else ). It is very much… erring on the side of caution on the part of Cadayllean elders and members of the Multodeu. They mean well but it can get to be a bit much.
Hayden's wings — like all others — are a source of magic all on their own ( and that's in addition to his already extensive knowledge ). Every feather is brimming with magical energy due to his close proximity to Ailmtinne'eadhe. As a result, they tend to "carry a charge" long after they've fallen or been removed from his wings.
They don't carry any elemental energy. Rather, they hold a very concentrated form of Life magic. Hayden's is a little more so than what is considered normal because he has always spent a lot of time in and around Ailm. One of his favorite spots to relax is high up in Ailm's branches and that tends to be where he can be found if not at home.
His feathers can be used to either give life to something of equal size or heal a serious injury. The latter the two is not widely circulated, as it would make him ( and others ) a larger target than he already is. Gather enough of his feathers and you could possibly revive someone, though this much would come at a steep cost to him.
That said, he's detached his feathers in the past and has fashioned them into accessories and the like for those that he is extremely close to ( only after asking ). His feathers will eventually lose that luster that they're known for and their effectiveness will also dwindle... but it takes decades for that to happen.
Though his wings are a source of pride for him, they've also been… a source of discontent, at times. He will never wish that they were gone, but more than they didn't mean as much to everyone ( that being the Multodeu ).
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"so wHY DONT YOU GIVE ME ONE MORE
chAAAAAAANCE"
-Gumball Waterson
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(before we get started i know none of this is whimsigoth but this is the only social media i have to show my trip to yall im so sorry plz dont crucify me)
GOOOOOD nothing like being in a different country and having the urge, no, the NEED to text an ex or flirt and sext, amirite ladies? FUCK.
Also! The red and white striped clothing you see woman wearing in some pictures are called Güipil. They are woven and worn with a traditional skirt (same weaving method is used but an entirely different pattern and style is used for skirts) by the Triqui people, which I am half :)! We are a fascinating group of indigenous Mexicans so if you have any questions please please ask away!! I wanna talk to yall about my people (or you could just google us but i miss you all :( so)
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