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CroweNatta

The kind of unrequited crush that you're not going to do anything about and it just lives in the background, spicing up life a bit.

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Cooking with Deryl: life-threatening.

– Deryl... – Geo's voice sounded tired, as if he had foreseen this disaster in advance.

– Shh... I know... – Deryl replied with a smile, holding a frying pan in which all the food had long since burned.

The fire soared to the ceiling, the smoke filling the air, but Deryl didn't seem to be in a hurry to panic. His green eyes shone with excitement, as if he had just scored the decisive goal.

Subaru, on the other hand, looked like he was mentally saying goodbye to his quiet life. This wasn't the first time Deryl had tried to cook, and by the looks of it, it was far from the last.

– Do you even know where your fire extinguisher is? – Oogami asked doomily, preparing to save the kitchen from total destruction.

Deryl only shrugged his shoulders. It seemed his hyperactive nature left no room for such boring things as fire safety.

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Lunatta touched her fingers to her cheek, then ran them over her lips, feeling the velvety imprint on her skin. Her breath hitched, her heart thudded in her chest, and a warm wave of embarrassment rose from her neck to the tips of her ears. The dark traces of Lilith's lipstick- bold, defiant, but at the same time... filled with something warm, personal, remained on her skin like an invisible seal.

– What? You don't like it? – Lilith's voice, slightly lazy, tinged with smugness, interrupted her musings.

Lunatta raised her head sharply. Lilith was standing beside her, a mocking half-smile on her lips and a spark of mischief in her dark eyes. She looked pleased, no, even proud of herself, like an artist who had created a beautiful painting and was now watching the viewer's reaction with admiration.

– N-no... – Lunatta hesitated, looking away, wrapping herself in her long sleeves as if trying to hide in them. – Just...

But she couldn't find the right words. How to explain this strange cocktail of emotions that knotted in her chest? Delight, embarrassment, a slight shiver at the unexpected gesture... and something else, warm... and something else, warm, dangerous, exhilarating.

Lilith hummed, her smile growing a little wider.– You're so cute when you're lost, – she remarked, head bowed and squinting, as if savoring the moment. Then, slowly, without haste, she reached out and cupped her palm over Lunatta's chin. Her fingers were warm, her touch light, almost weightless.

Lunatta held her breath.

– I'll leave you another one, – Lilith said softly, almost in a whisper, and before Lunatta could say anything, her lips were back on her skin.

The dark lipstick left a new mark.

A lil thing i wanted to do is draw ur character getting kisses from lilith

Just a fun lil thing i wanted to :3

All can join in if they want ♡

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GeoLottie

(The drawing is dedicated to the OC of my favorite co-author. Who would I be without you? My small and modest gift 🎁)

Empty version below. (What a great guy I am:>)

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Kitties 🐱

Charlotte is a Brazilian Shorthair cat.

Loren is a Neva Masquerade cat.

Sunatta is a Russian Blue cat.

Lunatta is a Maine Coon.

(Made them like cats in comparison with their characters. It was an interesting experience in my life 😀.)

(Lunatta would be one of those animals that are allergic to other animals and to themselves. Well, I don't feel sorry for my child 😞. )

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Charlotte (Lottie) Ortogo

Dear ladies and gentlemen, good afternoon to all. I have a question today for the people who coined the phrase "You knew where you were going!" which is most often addressed to medical students.

I DIDN'T KNOW WHERE THE FUCK I WAS GOING!

I WAS 17 YEARS OLD AND I WAS JUST LIKE THIS, I WAS JUST A DUMBASS, I WAS JUST BRAINLESS AND IN MY CASE I DIDN'T KNOW WHERE I WAS GOING! I GUESS I WAS PROBABLY TAKEN THERE!

(Mini quotes from Lottie who is tired. This is the only reason why I haven't drawn or written about her yet. She studies and works :< Let's not disturb her...)

(I have great respect for medical students, they work much harder than us and they have a great responsibility on their shoulders, which unfortunately some people do not understand. If medical students are reading this, then know that YOU ARE THE MOST WONDERFUL PEOPLE IN THE WHOLE WORLD FOR ME! YOUR EFFORTS WILL NEVER BE IN VAIN!)

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There are two types of men.

He who dreams.

and the one who acts .

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Sunflowers for the sun!

Summer stretched lazily across the sky, spreading its warm rays over the earth. The air smelled of sun-warmed grass and something sweet - maybe honey, maybe the juice of overripe berries. The sun's glare played on the petals of the sunflowers, turning them into a golden sea, swaying in the breeze.

In the midst of this sea, almost lost among the tall stalks, stood two girls, Tina and Lunatta. They were holding hands as if they were afraid of getting lost in this vast field of light.

– Luny, did you know that sunflowers don't always follow the sun? – Tina turned to her friend, fixing her slipping glasses.

Lunatta blinked in surprise, tearing her gaze away from the huge flower that towered over her head.– How? Don't they turn around behind it all day?

Tina grinned, adjusting the sleeve of her loose sweater. – Only while they're young. When the flower matures, it stays turned to the east and doesn't move anymore.

Lunatta ran her finger thoughtfully along the rough stem.– So when they're small, they look for light, and then they just... wait for it?

– I guess so, – Tina shrugged. – It's like us humans. When we're kids, we look for something new, and then when we grow up... we just know where we belong.

Lunatta stared silently at the vast ocean of sunflowers. A breeze ran through the field, shaking the heavy flower heads. – If people are sunflowers, – she said suddenly, sitting down in the grass, – and the sun is our dreams... what if someone has lost their sun?

Tina sat down next to her, pulling her knees up to her chest. – Then he needs to be reminded where to look, – she replied, resting her chin on her knees.

Lunatta looked up sharply, her eyes sparkling with mischievous fire. – Tina! Let's sell sunflowers not just as flowers, but as a symbol of hope!

– A symbol of hope? – Tina frowned, but interest flashed in her eyes.

– Yes! Imagine if someone has forgotten what they are striving for, we'll give them a sunflower. We can tell stories about each flower!

Tina tilted her head.– Stories?

Lunatta nodded vigorously, her curls bouncing. – Like this flower here, for example. See how it survived the strong wind but didn't break? It's for someone looking for strength. And this one reaches for the sun faster than the others. He's for someone who isn't afraid to dream.

Tina bit her lip, looking thoughtfully at the sunflowers. – Luny... you're a real dreamer.

Lunatta smiled slyly. – And you're the one who knows everything about sunflowers. Together we'll make people love them not only for their beauty, but also for their meaning.

Tina looked at her friend, then at the vast field, where every flower seemed to be searching for its sun. – Let's give it a try, – she said quietly.

Lunatta smiled, satisfied. It wasn't just summer waiting for them. They were waiting for the beginning of something new and important-their own little sun that they could give to others.

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Light but important mask

Lunatta was the first to notice him. The little gray kitten, barely past childhood, crept cautiously along the wall, glancing warily at the people. His eyes glittered amber, his fur was a little dirty but still fluffy. He looked both pitiful and adorable at the same time.

Hirai, upon seeing him, immediately squatted down, holding out her hand. – Hey, little guy... – her voice sounded soft, almost affectionate. The cat stopped, wiggling its ears, then took a few timid steps toward her.

Lunatta felt a familiar unease even then. A barely perceptible itch ran across her skin with a ghostly warning, though she hadn't even touched the animal yet. Her fingers reflexively clenched into a fist and her feet stepped back on their own, increasing the distance between her and the cat.

Hirai noticed the movement. – What are you doing? Are you afraid of him? – There was genuine bewilderment in her voice.Lunatta grinned briefly, averting her gaze.

– What makes you think that ? – Her voice was light, even mocking, but her arms remained firmly crossed over her chest, as if protecting herself from something invisible.

– Well... – Hirai looked at her with squinted eyes, and then back at the kitten that was already rubbing trustingly against her palm, – It's tiny. What's he going to do to you?

Lunatta did not answer. She tried not to look at them, because she knew that if she saw Hirai smiling at the little creature, it would seem for a moment that nothing would happen if she reached out her hand.

But she knew what would happen.

The redness, the itching, the feeling of hundreds of tiny needles digging into her skin. And then the annoyed look in the mirror, the futile attempts to relieve the burning. No, she didn't want that.

– I just don't want to get too close, – she finally said, trying to keep her voice steady.

– But why? – Hirai picked up the kitten, cradling it lightly against her. He let out small claws and gently latched onto her sweater, purring.Lunatta gritted her teeth as if she heard the sound too loudly.

– Hirai, just... don't make me.

Hirai froze. A shadow of surprise flashed in her eyes, which was immediately replaced by thoughtfulness.

– Wait... – she slowly lowered the kitten, letting it run away freely, and now looked at her friend more closely. – You're not afraid of them, are you? You're not afraid, but... you've always avoided them.

Lunatta didn't answer. She felt something inside her clench painfully, as if someone had suddenly torn away her light but important mask. – Who cares? I'm just not a fan of animals, that's all, – she said, deliberately calm.

Hirai continued to stare at her, head tilted slightly, as if trying to see something Lunatta was trying her best to hide. – Okay, – she finally said, her voice growing quieter. – If you don't want to talk, I won't push.

Lunatta exhaled slowly, feeling both relief and a strange, prickling guilt at the same time. – Thank you, – was all she said.

Hirai nodded, but you could see it in her eyes: she remembered this conversation.

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Light but important mask

Lunatta was the first to notice him. The little gray kitten, barely past childhood, crept cautiously along the wall, glancing warily at the people. His eyes glittered amber, his fur was a little dirty but still fluffy. He looked both pitiful and adorable at the same time.

Hirai, upon seeing him, immediately squatted down, holding out her hand. – Hey, little guy... – her voice sounded soft, almost affectionate. The cat stopped, wiggling its ears, then took a few timid steps toward her.

Lunatta felt a familiar unease even then. A barely perceptible itch ran across her skin with a ghostly warning, though she hadn't even touched the animal yet. Her fingers reflexively clenched into a fist and her feet stepped back on their own, increasing the distance between her and the cat.

Hirai noticed the movement. – What are you doing? Are you afraid of him? – There was genuine bewilderment in her voice.Lunatta grinned briefly, averting her gaze.

– What makes you think that ? – Her voice was light, even mocking, but her arms remained firmly crossed over her chest, as if protecting herself from something invisible.

– Well... – Hirai looked at her with squinted eyes, and then back at the kitten that was already rubbing trustingly against her palm, – It's tiny. What's he going to do to you?

Lunatta did not answer. She tried not to look at them, because she knew that if she saw Hirai smiling at the little creature, it would seem for a moment that nothing would happen if she reached out her hand.

But she knew what would happen.

The redness, the itching, the feeling of hundreds of tiny needles digging into her skin. And then the annoyed look in the mirror, the futile attempts to relieve the burning. No, she didn't want that.

– I just don't want to get too close, – she finally said, trying to keep her voice steady.

– But why? – Hirai picked up the kitten, cradling it lightly against her. He let out small claws and gently latched onto her sweater, purring.Lunatta gritted her teeth as if she heard the sound too loudly.

– Hirai, just... don't make me.

Hirai froze. A shadow of surprise flashed in her eyes, which was immediately replaced by thoughtfulness.

– Wait... – she slowly lowered the kitten, letting it run away freely, and now looked at her friend more closely. – You're not afraid of them, are you? You're not afraid, but... you've always avoided them.

Lunatta didn't answer. She felt something inside her clench painfully, as if someone had suddenly torn away her light but important mask. – Who cares? I'm just not a fan of animals, that's all, – she said, deliberately calm.

Hirai continued to stare at her, head tilted slightly, as if trying to see something Lunatta was trying her best to hide. – Okay, – she finally said, her voice growing quieter. – If you don't want to talk, I won't push.

Lunatta exhaled slowly, feeling both relief and a strange, prickling guilt at the same time. – Thank you, – was all she said.

Hirai nodded, but you could see it in her eyes: she remembered this conversation.

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Are you sure?

(I can't think of a text for this bro. Let it be like this ;*)

(Hehehe, funny. I redrew this bro, added colors and something else that I didn't understand. But now I'm happy with the end result 😌)

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Do you marry me?

Solivan swallowed nervously, feeling his heart pounding frantically in his chest. His face flamed with a blush and his voice trembled. He stood in front of the MC wearing a black t-shirt that was a little too loose around his shoulders and a light veil that hid part of his confused look.

– Do you marry me? – The words escaped his lips with difficulty, and his eyes reflected a mixture of fear, hope, and boundless love.

He knew the answer could have been anything. He knew they might not even take his feelings seriously. But it was no longer possible to hide them.It was up to them now.

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What Strength Really Means 💪

Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.

I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.

Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔

And I'm now waiting to be Vetted by @gazavetters 🙏

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Hello everyone, I want to congratulate you on the holiday, my dears. But let's get straight to the point. Recently on the WB platform, aka Wildberries, I saw my works and also other people's works for sale. No one notified me or other artists about the need to request permission to use art for SALE. Later, when I wrote to support or to the sellers themselves, I was given a strike for VIOLATION OF THEIR RIGHTS. I feel like a fucking clown. Below you will see screenshots and, perhaps, find your works.

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Happy birthday Luny! 🎂

Lunatta's birthday has always been an ordinary day. No extra noise, no solemn speeches, no surprises that made her feel awkward. It seemed right to her not to expect anything special, not to give the date any significance. After all, time passed, and everything in her life remained the same: working at the atelier, taking care of the house, her sisters, who seemed to need her more than she needed anyone else.

But this time something was wrong.

When Lunatta returned home, she was greeted by an unaccustomed silence. She could smell the faint odor of vanilla and caramel in the air, as if someone had recently been fiddling with baked goods. She frowned, pulled off her jacket thoughtfully, and set her bag on the floor. Usually at this time Loren was reading in the living room or sitting at the computer, and Charlotte was preparing notes for tomorrow's class.

– Loren? Charlotte? – Her voice sounded wary, but there was only a slight rustle from the kitchen in response.

She took a step forward and pushed open the door.

The first thing she saw was the cake.

It stood in the center of the table, decorated with generous scoops of whipped cream and large, juicy berries. A warm, sweet aroma rose from it that instantly filled the room with coziness. Lunatta blinked, shifting her gaze to her sisters standing nearby, beaming with satisfied smiles.

– Happy birthday, Luny! – It sounded in unison.She froze on the threshold, not knowing what to say.

The silence was broken by Loren's quiet chuckle.– You have no idea how much effort it took to keep Charlotte from spilling the beans, – she said, squinting slyly.

– I tried, – Charlotte countered, tangling her fingers in the sleeves of her sweater. – But it was really hard not to.

Lunatta still couldn't bring herself to answer. It was all so... unfamiliar. – You're... seriously? – She finally exhaled, frowning.

– Of course I'm serious, – Loren crossed arms over chest. – You always take care of everyone, but you never let anyone do anything nice for you. So this year, you don't have a choice.

Charlotte stepped forward, wrinkling her nose a little, and carefully held out a small box tied with a thin silver ribbon.– We wanted this day to be special, – she said quietly.

Lunatta looked at her, then at the box.

She didn't know how to react properly. A strange, unfamiliar feeling of something warm, pinching, with a slight tang of embarrassment was growing in her chest. Carefully, as if afraid to disturb the fragile harmony of the moment, she unwrapped the package and pulled out a thin silver pendant in the shape of a moon.It was delicate, light, and pleasantly cold on her skin.

– This... – Lunatta ran her fingertips over the metal, feeling its smoothness.

– It suits you, doesn't it? – Loren smiled, watching her reaction.Lunatta didn't answer right away.

She had never received a gift like this before. Never thought anyone would pay attention to such small things that meant so much to her.

She took a deep breath, softening her voice before she spoke, – You're stupid, – she said quietly, but there wasn't an ounce of annoyance in those words.

Charlotte giggled and Loren handed her a plate with a slice of cake and a fork.– Now taste it, – she commanded.

Lunatta rolled her eyes, but obeyed.

The first slice was warm, soft, with the slight sourness of strawberries. The sweetness of the cream melted on her tongue, leaving behind the warm tang of childhood. She involuntarily covered her eyes, letting herself savor the moment.

When she looked at her sisters again, there was something new in her gaze-a slight smile, subtly warm, almost weightless, but real.

– Thank you, girls, – she said quietly.

Loren grinned, – Not used to getting attention? Get used to it.

Lunatta only shook her head.She always thought a birthday was just a date, but maybe it did mean something.

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Jokes about MC

MC, after paying her utilities and debt, looked at her account and realized she could now afford anything... like living by candlelight and eating inspiration.

Basic internet searches: "delicious recipes from water and optimism".

Comes home after a long day, falls onto bed, and sighs, – That's it, I'm no longer a person... I'm a bedentary!

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Team for Solivan

– DOWN BOY!!! – A loud shout cut through the air, and Solivan instinctively squatted down, raising his hands as if the man in front of him was not a human but a coach with a whistle.

– ARF! - came out of his mouth before he realized what he was doing.

Sunatta froze, looking at him with a raised eyebrow. Her stern look mingled with slight bewilderment, and then triumph.– Uh-oh, so it works? – She stretched out, crossing her arms over her chest.

Solivan blinked, realizing the situation. He, a grown man, had just acted like a... dog? His face flushed red with embarrassment, but there was no retreat. – It's... an accident, – he muttered, standing up, but Sunatta didn't let him finish.

– An accident? Let's see. – She took a step forward, pointing a finger at him. – Get down!

Solivan swallowed. – I didn't...

– Get down, Solivan! – her voice sounded too confident.

His body betrayed him. Before his mind could command "disobey," his knees buckled again, and he collapsed to the ground.

– Shit... – he moaned, covering his face with his hands.

Sunatta burst out laughing. – I think I've found your secret mode!

– It's just a... childish habit! – He muttered, sitting up and frowning.

– Childish? – she interjected with obvious interest.

Solivan sighed, realizing there was no choice.– We had a big dog when we were kids. My father used to train it, and I used to follow its lead... So I got used to it.

Sunatta leaned toward him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. – So you've been a good boy?

He stared at her, blushing even more, but then he exhaled and grinned. – Only to you, Suny.

She froze for a second, clearly not expecting that answer, and then turned around abruptly. – That's enough! Forget it!

But Solivan was already smiling, watching her embarrassed back. He seemed to have a trump card now.