#❰ paras. ❱

[rajnazir]

OPEN starter at The Postcard for Crafts with Grandma.

Raj steeled himself in preparation for today. The grannies were a joy to be around; they adored him, which in turn meant the cheek pinching and cradling were going to be never ending. What a fine Sunday to be doted on, he silently mused.

Amidst the festive creations the grannies bustled about, ensuring that everyone's craft projects were moving along. People were making wreaths, snow globes, and decorating ornaments. Today Raj chose to the latter. The ornaments he's working on are going to be the special touch added to the professionally decorated trees earmarked for donation. It's part of an initiative held every year to spread Christmas cheer to those less fortunate.

"Welcome!" Raj grinned as he greeted a potential workstation mate. He set another Raj-designed Christmas bauble in the box with the rest of completed ones. "Are you ready to get crafty?" inwardly he cringed, but that's something an upbeat 'man of the people' would typically say. "What are you making today?" he adds eagerly. "Or are you just browsing?"

[zoeysandin]

"meh meh meh! aggro much! you overcompensating for something?" she taunts, scoffing, then keeps calling out towards him. "you ain't got shit on me! this is profiling you know! i'll report you to your union rep!"

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[pinknightmaresx]

MISSING YOU. • {dakota&eddie} @mad81king

Dakota was in a hurry on a Tuesday morning. The only time when she could relax was during the flight but even there she was impatient, always shifting in her seat, unable to focus at the game she was playing on her Nintendo. As soon as she went through the passport check, she almost ran to the luggage area, waiting impatiently for her suitcase to appear. It took only five minutes, but it felt like an hour. However, when she finally saw it, she grabbed it and paced out of the building. She waved at the first taxi she could see and told the driver her desired address. And as soon as Eddie's home address left her lips, she could feel butterflies in her stomach.

She missed him dearly. And it probably wasn't a good feeling considering they both agreed to keep it no-strings-attached when it first happened. However, since Cheree was spending more and more time with him, his presence grew to her and she got used to him always being around. Add those strong arms of his and soft kisses and she was slowly getting addicted. So the feeling probably wasn't good, but the idea of seeing him in a few minutes felt amazing.

The pink haired woman soon found herself standing in front of his door, knocking on it. She was only hoping that he'd be home and wouldn't mind her showing up. But his messages the night before were promising and so she pushed the worries away and just eagerly waited for the door to open.

[wynnology]

closed starter for @coreyjensen

when: Present

where: The Glass Cactus

Wynn recalls when this nightclub used to be a dive bar called Brass Buckles. It feels like ages ago, but the memories of hunting down her dad all over Paxton, whenever he went MIA after his latest gambling loss or win– as infrequent as those were. Brass Buckles, and a few other hole-in-wall locations were her father's usual haunts. Wynn was surprised when she returned 3 years ago to find an all new establishment where it once stood. A win in her books. What better way to crush terrible memories than tearing down the establishments that hold them?

There were some familiar old faces, and a bunch of new faces in Paxton that came along with the boom in business and tourism. Corey's face was one of the former. Quite a few nights Wynn found herself at The Glass Cactus ready to destress, turn off her brain, and have a fun night. Part of that included taking in the live performances. Corey captained the stage tonight, which she thoroughly enjoyed, and hung around to celebrate that fact. Clapping as she greeted them, Wynn beamed. "Hey superstar! Great performance tonight."

[talentlesshuman]

Reposting so they're all in one place! In the future, I'll edit this post to add more if I make them instead of making new posts.

Lopunny and Buneary Fusions! I started by making these bunearies for fun, but ended up getting charity donation requests to draw lots of lopunny fusions!

edit 11/1/2024: Added pachurisu and parasect designs :)

edit 11/5/2024: Added ribbonbee and typhlosion evo lines

edit 11/22/2024: added frillish and miraidon designs

[undeadkyart]

drawin the dex collection 5!

[paraily]

”Stop romanticizing abuse!” Okay, first of all, I’m FETISHIZING it. Get it right.

[colision-de-palabras]

-Créditos al autor.

[chicacrazy0]

[winespace-post]

Él no tiene idea de cuánto amor tengo para darle, pero por mi salud mental prefiero no hacerlo más.

[rajnazir]

closed starter for @milcgros

when: Dec 20th

where: Glass Cactus' Ugly Sweater 80s Night

At the bar, Raj selected the Christmas tree cocktail. The bartender tried to charm him by saying it's the tree to match his ugly sweater. Post their laughter, he's delightedly surprised with the taste; a mix of Irish cream liqueur, vodka, amaretto, and crème de cacao. The appearance is a definite ten out of ten, with a sugar-sprinkled rim and mini Christmas tree cake garnish. Festive drink in hand Raj then turns away from the bar and surveys the venue.

Making his way through the patrons, he greets people as he moves along. Some tried to hold him in conversation, but thankfully, the karaoke portion of the evening had finally begun. He spots Mila after his last interaction wraps up. Talking with her will be fun in comparison.

Raj sidles up next to her. "Hey bestie," they were in fact not, but that's a whole other story. Sometimes their dynamic feels like it's been taken straight out of a teen cult movie, like Mean Girls. An outfit that simply cannot be ignored came into view.

"Wow...that's— something," the person's entire look took him by surprise. Creative would be an understatement to describe theirs, and the others he has spotted thus far. "It looks like there's going to be stiff competition in the DIY category this year." Or in general. "They must really want to pick the last song for tonight." It was one of the perks the ugliest sweater-wearer earns.

[zoeysandin]

"tell me WHERE ABELARDO IS!" she hollers, thwacking him with the crack of her whip one more time as she paces over to loom above him. he starts chatting his shit again and she has to restrain herself from spitting. can't leave any dna on him.

"yeah. you should see me when on my period," she snarls, pulling a more personal weapon out as she crouches down to sit on his chest. soon enough she's bringing the knife up to slide along his cheek now. "you're gonna tell me what i need to know and... i might not hurt you. cliche, but it's true... maybe." or maybe i'll still stab you. but you don't have to know that part.

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[pinknightmaresx]

There was a special place in Cheree’s heart for Eddie, no doubt about that. Not only she always needed to make sure he was okay to have some peace in her mind, but she also wanted to be around. Ever since she came back from RAW, she was visiting him daily, which was all she could do at that time. The mood wasn’t always ideal but she understood. It was breaking her heart to see him sad, however, she promised to stay through good and bad and she was going to keep the promise. 

Sitting on the couch and drinking a strong coffee, Charlie turned to him and smiled softly. “Hey, you want something to eat? I think I’m gonna make a sandwich.”

@mad81king

[escritos-literarios99]

Quiero ser lo mejor para mi, porque lo mejor para los demás ya traté de serlo y nunca fue suficiente.

[ziggystqrdust]

eventually you just live long enough to see the cycle repeat within your loved ones </3