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citruswriter · 4 months ago

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Have some food and drinks since you deserve it, your works are amazing 😍

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I am enchanted by that angel fic where his lil sibling exchanges his freedom for theirs sooooo I got this idea, what about the same plot but with husk and his lil sibling reader, this time reader taking husk place and becoming alastors newest servant.

Sorry for my bad English 😭

You're the best, take your time 🫂👑

Whiskey & Kittens

Listen with me! ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ : ▮▮▮▮▮▮▯▯▯

A/N: Omfg this is GREAT! I love it. *evil laughter* Also thx for all the nutrients. 😋

Warnings: Angst, soul deals, alcohol, Reader is also a cat demon, Husk being a grumpy bitch as always.

"I can't believe she did that for me!" Angel Dust's hushed whisper came. Husk sat on the stool beside his boyfriend, rubbing soothing circles into his back. "Exchanged her soul for mine? I-I didn't even think that was possible!" He ran his fingers through his fur before leaning onto Husk. The large winged cat wrapped his arms around the spider. "She cares about ya a lot. She wants you free, Angel. That's what family does. They look out for each other". Was all he said as Angel lightly cried into his shoulder. Off and around the corner, unbeknownst to them, a small figure stood in the hall, holding her breath as she listened. Exchange of souls? Now there's an idea.

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It was a normal day in the hotel. Charlie and Vaggie had everybody doing activities like always. Even Angel's little sister was there, although she wasn't present as she always was now that she was contracted to Valentino. The hotel was filled with laughter and warmth. But you was on a mission. "Hey do you mind helping me with the kitchen clean up before you go?" She said, speaking to Angel's little sister. The young spider demon smiled and got up. "Yeah sure! No problem!" She said as she allowed herself to be drug away. The two girls began to work in silence, cleaning and scrubbing down the kitchen. "You didn't drag me in here just to clean did you?" The young girl asked and you smiled softly and turned to her. "No... I wanted to ask you about... your deal? I overheard Angel and my brother talking about it. Is it really possible to exchange souls?" You asked.

The young woman raised a brow at you before crossing her arms and nodding. "Yeah. It's not exactly as simple as an exchange though. You need to give them something they can't refuse. The deal needs to be of equal value. You can't trade a rock for a diamond". She said and you nodded, grinning to yourself. She then straightened up and narrowed her eyes at you, "You're not gonna do what I think you're gonna do... are you?"

You glanced at her and you sighed, wringing your fingers. "I have to try. He's my brother. I want him to be free with Angel. They deserve it. Besides, Alastor isn't... so bad". You replied, tone unsure and the spider demon's eyes widened slightly. She seemed ready to try and convince you to not do it before sighing and shrugging. "I can already tell that nothing I say or do is going to talk you out of it..." She replied before approaching you to lay a hand in your shoulder. "But please. Be careful. Alastor is a dangerous man". All you could do is place one of your own hands over her's, thumb swiping over her knuckles in a reassuring manner, before giving a firm nod.

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A knock came at Alastor's door, causing the demon to perk up and tilt his head. "You may enter," was all he said, giving the person permission to open the door and enter his space. You took a deep breath and opened the door, two glasses in one hand and a bottle of whiskey in another. "Got a moment?" You asked as you sat close to him, pouring you both a glass before nudging one of the cups his way.

You never drank alcohol like your brother did but that didn't mean you didn't indulge from time to time. The liquid burned your throat as you took a sip. It was painful but it felt good. Alastor hummed softly, eyeing the glass, before shrugging and taking a sip himself. "And what do I owe the pleasure, my dear?" The man asked. You had a plan. He knew it. He could tell. He just didn't know what...

"Have you heard about the details of Valentino's latest deal?" You asked and Alastor quirked an eyebrow at you. Where were you going with this? "A little, yes". He answered, taking another sip of his drink. "An exchange of souls... I didn't even know it was possible..." You murmured and Alastor only hummed back. "I'd like to exchange my brother's soul for mine". You said finally. Alastor couldn't help but chuckled as he downed the rest of his glass, clawed hand reaching for the bottle to pour himself another glass. "A bold offer. Alright. I'll hear you out. Why should I make this deal?" He questioned and you looked up at the man, a glimmer of hope in your gaze. How cute...

"You know I'm not like my brother. I'm smaller, more agile, and a skilled fighter. Sure my brother can kick some serious ass but let's face it, I'm better. I'm also, a woman. It's much easier for me to manipulate and negotiate." You said with a shrug. "Plus, it would be a sort of... two for one deal. Husker's souls would be free, yes. But you'd also have me on a leash. Just throw a threat or two his way and he'll still listen just fine. And I think you know this". You downed the rest of your liquid, tail swaying being you as you dared to stare the man in the eyes.

"Hm. I suppose you do have a point". Alastor said, finger circling the rim of his glass. He seemed to be thinking, weighing the pros and cons. Your ears twitched nervously as you studied his body language but damn was this man hard to read. "Very well. You have yourself a deal, miss ma'am".

Alastor extended his hand, green glowing around the room. You took his hand without a second thought, shaking his hand and nodding. Green erupted around the room, symbols lighting up as the deal solidified. "Pleasure doing business with you".

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You shakily sighed as you exited the Radio Demon's room. Looking around, you sped walked down the hall. You needed to get to your room before- "Mind telling me why you're walking outta the Radio Demon's room?" A gruff voice came, causing you to stop dead in your tracks. Fuck. "I had some leftovers whiskey. So I decided to gift it to the old man and share a drink with him. That a crime, Husker?" You asked, crossing your arms and smirking in an attempt to throw him off.

"Stop fuckin lyin. We both know that I can always pick up on your tells". The man hissed out and you sighed, throwing your arms up and continuing your walk to your bedroom, forcing your older brother to follow you. "I'm assuming the green sigils were just a side effect of the drinking?" He scowled and you laughed nervously.

"Please don't tell me you sold your soul, (Y/N)". He said softly, voice laced with worry as you reached your bedroom door. "Well... yes and no." You said nervously, walking in, but the familiarity of your room did little to comfort you. Husk looked at you confused. "What'dya mean? Either you did or you didn't". He said.

"I... well um... I didn't sell it per say more so than I... exchanged it". You said with a sheepish smile. Husk looked at you with confusion, processing your words, before his eyes went wide in understanding. "You didn't..." He said, approaching you. He gripped your arms with such a force it made you wince in pain. Tears welled up in his eyes as he stared down at you. "Tell me you didn't, (Y/N)! Tell me this is all some sick joke the two of you decided to pull on me!"

You sighed before giving the man a sad smile. "I'm sorry, Husker. But it's no joke. I did it. Did it for you. You and Angel... you two deserve to be happy... Focus on redemption, maybe the two of you can be rejudged and go to heaven together. And when you do, think of me. Send me a card or something." You said, years pricking your eyes as you cradled your brothers face. The cat demon choked back a sob as he hugged you, crying into your shoulder as you stroked his fur.

"You're so fucking stupid." He sobbed and you laughed softly. "I love you too, dear brother".

I'm it's short and really shitty but I promise I worked hard on it. *sob*

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel husk #hazbin hotel fanfiction #husker hazbin hotel #huskerdust #familial fanfic #familial f/o #familial fictional other #sibling reader #husk x reader

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vivianbernadetteaurora · 10 months ago

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Your moon sign 🌟✨💫and your relationship with your mother, and how your mother was, or how they were inspired🧚🏽‍♂️💘🌹🥀

Aries 🌑 moon ♈️🐏💪🤗

So you are an Aries moon, you may have had a mum who is very business orientated, very brave and cardinal . She got through a lot of situations on her own for being headstrong, a leader, a pioneer in the area , a fighter and just a strong force at a young age you may have felt very responsible for your mother, physically or mentally, it’s not always the case, but I’ve seen this a lot with Aries moons where they have a grudge against their mother, or Aries placements in general. They are quite independent people that aren’t always family orientated unless it comes to their own family they create. I’ve noticed in some cases. Also that Aries moons can become of pies and also quite aggressive and fuck you stay away from me, resting bitch, tape face, kind of energy,your mum might of had similar childhood, Aries is the first sign of zodiac so represents you the new things that come in spring, how things can be created. The first person to do something you may on an emotional level want somebody who was action orientated but also has a need for passion and be able to live life in the fast lane, but also be able to quickly change that too. You don’t hold grudges for too long, but like I said,try not come across too angry ,as it might push people away .

Here are some example’s of Aries moons 🌒, KENDRA WILKINSON. KENDALL JENNER , RIHANNA , SELENA GOMEZ , PAMELA ANDERSON , ANGELINA JOLIE ,WHITNEY HOUSTON .

So you these ladies have a fierce role ,although some super girly and feminine nine,they definitely have a edge,also with these ladies ,here there is drug use and also alleged drug use SELENA , WHITNEY ,ANGELINA AND KENDRA ,FROM YOUNG AGE AND OF COURSE RRULES YOUTH .

If siblings the responsibility for them may be a lot this is because the parent may feel the other children in the family need more attention than this child. They can trust this child to get on with things. They can trust this child to be really grown up, but maybe you didn’t want to feel grown-up from such age maybe wanted to pay with your dolls for longer anyone with strong Aries placements may feel this strong sense of growing up from a young age, and it shouldn’t always be like that for children. They should be able to enjoy their childhood without feeling less, even if it’s just a feeling they got from the parent.

Taurus 🌙 moon ♉️🐂🍔💷

Having a tourist moon and your relationship with your mother, could be very revolved around money. Your mum may have worked very hard the home

worked hard for herself, she could’ve been really a workaholic. She could’ve been very stubborn. It was either her way or the highway,, she could’ve been very stable, you could of felt this was a way to feel secured, money from a early aged was etched onto you , your mum might be a hermit and rather unusual to social standards, on the darker end of the spectrum, there may be disputes and problems with environment and area because of Taurus walling that part of life they may have had really nice cooked delicious meals would be a big part of their childhood and growing up would be around the dinner table, expressions of luxury with a love language which grew into the adult hood because it takes a lot for a Taurus to change who they are if they ever do she could’ve been very self-indulgent leaving you to fend for yourself, you prioritise stability and commitment . you may be very fertile and your body. You’d be very regular with your periods and your body feminine movements. With anything, there’s a dark end and light end of the astrology spectrum, so on the dark end of a Taurus moon with their mother, there may be issues with getting into a conversation that doesn’t revolve around shallow issues such as money, houses finances, but on the other end, it can lead to you inheriting property , being set up with money for when you’re older . which we don’t always talk about in culture, but is very important to your life

I’ve noticed with Taurus means that they can take on the whole world and feel like nothing else is somebody’s problems problems and but sometimes it doesn’t really show who you are on a deeper level let people come in to that side of you they’re all gonna be the same ,.

Celebrity examples of Taurus moon,

Halle Berry , Christina Aguilera, Cameron Diaz, Zendaya, Demi Lovato, Meryl Streep, Lindsay Lohan, karrine Steffens, Method Man, Nicole Scherzinger, Keira Knightley.

Taurus I don’t know enough is aware the moon is at home. This is because of the feeling of security comforts and why the man feels relaxed unable to also get things done for the moon and that’s good. It’s good for fertility about . It’s an eye sign so it’s giving that purity of fertility makes things fresh, clean fertilised and a good tendency to grow on a spiritual and metaphorical metaphorical level out of all the Earth signs. It is the most fertile and the most earthy. It starts the season of spring able to share a good side emotionally without being too emotional if there’s such a thing.

There could all so be issues with food ,and /or body issues images looks,weight and social standards , this could be bulimia , anorexia and binge eating it and obesity.remember to love ❤️ who you are .

GEMINI MOON 🌙 ♊️🚫📞

Being a Gemini moon, I feel like you grew up with a mother who was very like dynamic you grew up in a very social household, with jokes and banter constantly and that’s how you communicated, you probably grew up in a household with lots of studies where you had to work hard at studies, or have a plan to get educated You are probably known in the area well as well and neighbours came in and out of the house parties and meeting new people were part of the agenda on your childhood with your mothers, especially your mother probably used her social side to to be a good mother and show you love by talking to you and putting as much into you and educating you about the world with words, which I myself am quite jealous of. There’s nothing you can never know too much knowledge and that was probably in the motto in your house. You never know too much on camera, herself. Gemini moon, you probably feel emotionally communication is key to your relationship and if there’s a lack of communication, this feels dead to you and you don’t know how to deal with it that’s not always the case, sometimes you need quiet time, sometimes quite good. You don’t need to always feel something it has to be going on in the way of social, some people don’t work like that some people are social animals and you need to be aware of that., This doesn’t mean these people don’t love you it just means that they have probably a different kind of love language.

Your mother probably grind it into that. This was the right way to be though and things were very fickle and there was lots of laughter and lots of fun. Also, which was good for your heart so it can’t be a bad thing side of this, they could have been a lack of communication, especially in certain degrees of the sign. You could’ve felt emotionally and cut off from the communication styles, your mother could’ve been too busy with work and socialising to pay much attention to you so in astrology you wanna look of each end of the spectrum and if you’ve got the dark side end of it then that’s what’s gonna play up and if you feel more of the lights sided end of it, that’s what may show up in your chart and depending on what house it’s in it will amplify that so let’s say you have a Gemini moon in the fourth house, they may be a strange relationship with the mother, and it may emphasise on the mother a bit too much whether it be good bad or abnormal or whatever . Gemini moon is Roseanne bar, ? And based around her family and her neighbourhood, there’s a Gemini man showing up and it was a good creative outlet for the writing. It’s a mercury road sign along with Virgo .

celebrities with their moon and Gemini

Roseanne Barr, Bridget Bardot, Jennifer, Lawrence, Khloé, Kardashian, Alyssa Milano, Gwyneth Paltrow, Tina Turner, Heidi Klum, Rachel McAdams Kylie Minogue, Mila,jocavich , Jessica beil, and Aubrey plaza to name a few from what I’ve observed of Gemini means I feel like they are quite secure to themselves socially. They do feel like everything is a joke maybe sometime and don’t take life too seriously but that comes with the Sagittarius mutable Gemini spectrum system, sign energy they’re all quite jokesters think of Heidi Clement her parties for Halloween and how she puts everything into them and how that’s the social thing that everybody comes to like I said, Tina Turner , who is like a very sociable, singer and the stories about often like always not told to be true and told that she was good, give as good as she gets, Aubrey Plaza and her awkward funny sarky humour that peoples find awkward and funny at the same time with Jennifer Lawrence he’s an energy. I don’t jail with too well but maybe that’s cause I’m a Scorpio I mean there’s something with Geminis that can come across is a bit fake and a bit sometimes a bit mean sometimes a bit cold and sometimes a bit over the top like they’re the ones in control I like Khloé Kardashian .

#astro observations #astro community #astro placements #astrology observations #astro notes #astrology #astroblr #mother #moon speaks #moon signs #the mother #gemini moon #aries moon #taurus moon

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ritsusakumawife · 1 year ago

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About Me 🥀

This blog is currently being controlled by 3 idiots and one smart beautiful wonderful amazing person

The three idiots are:

@ritsuarchives — Rin

“I want to remain mysterious” — Elyria/Ria/Evelyn

“Bitch, you think I have my own? Nah, I share one with Ria 💀” — Bitch

And of course, the ever wonderful beautiful amazing smart one

@valeriele3 — Valerie

Extra info: (Ahem Elyria/Ria/Evelyn)

A certain someone just couldn’t pick a name so she ended up with three (“Ria” is her nickname apparently)

Our name “Ren” is a combination of our names (Valerie not included bc it’s hard to think of a name with v, r, e, and n)

So good luck trying to figure out our beloved Bitch “real” name

Our vocabulary is basically the same sooo expect to maybeee get confused on who’s talking and not in the future (Same thing goes for requests btw. We’re all inexperienced or just generally suck at writing so don’t expect a big difference in our writings)

Just think of us all as one person a.k.a “Ren”

Our pronouns!

Rin — She/Her

Elyria — She/Her

Bitch — He/Him

Valerie — She/Her

Who’s usually active in this blog?

Elyria and Valerie <3

We’re just a group of idiots that do whatever and just absolutely love Ritsu

Want to chat? We’ll make sure to respond as fast as possible!

#about me #☆彡Valerie #🥀Rin #🌊Elyria #🍔Bitch

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fuck-customers · 10 months ago

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Uuuuuuggggggggggggh

This one fucking lady. Istg.

(Apparently she calls and complains about tiny things all the time. But still.)

I’m taking her order right and she says whatever burger she wants but. She says “cavern” and so I ask “single or double?” Bc yeah, most people want the single or at least will say double if they want the double but there’s always a handful who don’t say anything until the order’s done

She ignores me. I can’t exactly. move on with the order until I have the first thing put in, so I repeat myself. She ignores me again. I wait for her to finish talking, then I say, “alright, I’ll get that in a second, but first did you want a single or a double?”

She gets pissy, ofc. (Her daughter (?) in the passenger seat isn’t much better.) She says (angrily) that she wanted the single, so I put in the single and then the toppings she asked while she was ignoring me. You’d think that would be the end of it NO

Fuck no.

Because of course not.

She had a relatively big order, about five or six burgers, and we went through this with EVERY ONE. I even tried to explain that I was double-checking because I didn’t want to make a mistake, and she snapped at me that she got the same thing every time

Lady. I’m very sorry but A. my memory sucks B. I’m out here every day I work and have to deal with so many customers and C. I’ve had other people tell me they get the “same thing” every time so I put in that thing… only for them to change it on me so it’s easier for me to just. Take the godsforsaken order.

This was a few days ago, just before Christmas. But she called a manager on me and the manager did nothing. So. Ha, ha, bitch.

(Sorry if this is rant-y lol I was literally trying to take her order with the least amount of issue. Which failed, obviously. Next time I’m just gonna put in exactly what she says and not ask for clarification and OOPS I over charged her??? Talk to the window people about it I’m done.)

- 🍔

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headingalaxys-spicy · 1 year ago

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Wow, I didin't know you write for 2ptalia! Not complaining tho, how would the countries (just pick your faves) react to darling choosing their 2p counterpart over them? And what will they do in retaliation to being the unchosen one?

Me: Gets 98% writing only to realize I answered it backwards. hahahahahhhh. So here a twofer. Reader being rejecting both original and 2p! Hope you guys enjoy!

2p America: How much Fall flavored shit do you need woman? *Shows pack of Pumpkin Jojo’s, Pumpkin pie flavored Oreo’s, and Caramel Apple creamer* Also the fuck is so funny?

Me: Roast post.

2p America: What?

Me: Shut up and laugh dammit! *throws notebook that ask was written in*

Characters: America (Obivious as fuck I’d pick him), Canada, England, Germany, Italy, Japan, and Russia.

🍔🇺🇸America 🍔🇺🇸 “WHAAAAAAAT? YOU’RE INTO A MAN WHO’D RATHER FUCK HIS NAILY BAT?!?! HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND? ARE YOU CRAZY?” He shouts into the early evening air. He was so loud with that last remark that it took a few moments for passersby to look away from you.

“Alfred! Please keep your voice down! And please release your grip on my arm!” You shrug away harshly to keep space between the two of you. You disliked that he was spouting nonsense.

“Y/N, please….” You avoid his eyes; you know they were a honey-laced trapped that you knew plenty of unsuspecting people fell for.

“I’m sorry, Alfred, but he and I work better together and I don’t have to explain that.” Voice was shaky but you knew you’d be away from him soon. Still avoiding his gaze you say ‘Good-Bye’.

After you’ve left him to be alone with his raw feelings, he will go punch a few brick walls to let off some steam.

He’s going to go home and ugly cry and eat Half-Baked while he’s half-baked himself making him whole again after a few months pass.

(Damn reader, you a savage, we now have a sad burger man.)

🕶️🇺🇸2p America 🇺🇸🕶️: “SERIOUSLY DOLL? You go for a man whose entire fucking shtick is eating a shitload of burgers! That bitch wants to be Nikocado Avacado so bad!”

He’s grinning his teeth. The fury radiated off of him like a heater. He’s gripping the phone so tightly that small indents are beginning to form. He wasn’t interested in prolonging his suffering so he hung up in your face before you even had a chance to try and placate him. The phone meets its demise. The titanium, metal, and nanotech that once resembled a black brick now resembled black sand of sorts.

He goes out drinking and partying for the night. Why not be hedonistic to high hell if he doesn’t have you?

He complains about you to others in the FACE family, saying things like: What was there not for them to like about the blood-dusted roses? They show devotion and dedication or whatever bullshit Oliver was on about!

Oliver: “I heard that, you ungrateful tosser! Pay up in the swear jar!”

Alex: “Fuck yo-” A knife nails his leg and he wails out in pain.

He ain’t giving up though he’s going to attempt time and time again to get the McDumbass away from you and into his arms.

🍁🇨🇦🐻‍❄️Canada🐻‍❄️🇨🇦🍁: Most of you reading this post already know he’s going to cry.

You were kind enough to let him down gently when you video-chatted him. “I’m sorry, Matthew. I’m just really feeling this other guy and I do it with sincerity that you find someone who suits you.” The pregnant silence was deafening but nothing compared to the pipes behind his violet orbs about to burst. He said, “Okay, farewell, Y/N. I hope you and Matthieu will be happy” before he ended the call. God, that was a cursed sentence. The pipe had burst and tears spilled through his darkened lavender pools. It takes him about 45-minutes to get off the floor and he opens his Tim Horton’s app and gets a hot chocolate with extra whipped cream and a few Canadian maple and honey crullers. Once it’s delivered, he will devour his meal and sink onto the couch, watching whatever random thing he’s put on Netflix. All while soaking the couch in his copious amounts of tear-soaked Kleenex.

He’s going to stress-bake pastries while listening to some podcasts to do his best not to think about it.

He’s also going to turn off his phone intentionally and put it in a phone jail for 78 hours so he doesn’t accidentally waste 5 hours looking at your cute face and the man that has always gotten in his way ever since he came into existence.

🐻🇨🇦2p Canada 🇨🇦🐻:

His right eye twitched in frustration over the text message being the only thing he got. His anger swelled the more he thought about it. It was like a boiling pot of water that went from a mildly active simmer to raging waters supported by the heat of a recently awoken volcano. He snuffs out his 4th cigarette, only halfway done and just thinking about his sickly sweet 1p receiving your attention and love.

He gets crossfaded for the night, so he can numb the stinging pain of rejection. Once he’s done with being on his drug and booze-filled bender he’s going to get to plotting to get you back.

Even Kuro was high-key annoyed that the snow-colored bear also had your affection. An aggravated growl leaves the beast as his owner reassures him that in time: you will be with them… permanently.

☕️🫖🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿England🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿🫖☕️: He’s in his tea room drinking scalding hot Earl Grey. The burn on his tongue felt better than the rejection he received. You picked the pastel palette psychopath with cannibalistic tendencies.

‘Why y/n why? Why in the world would you want to date that Nutter? Is it because I can’t cook for shit?’ Will be some of the thoughts that echo around in his mind as he blankly stares at his tea until the early hours of the morning.

‘Dodgy Oliver’ ‘What the fuck?’ ‘Bloody hell, has the world gone mad!?’

He considers making a love potion to make you love him. (Since this is the normal 1p we’re talking about Arthur’s code of ethics hasn’t been entirely yeeted out the door.)

He will lurk on your social media profiles for a couple of weeks before he picks himself back up again. 🧁🎀☠️ 2p England ☠️🎀🧁 Mans has been sitting in his elegant pastel library while rage, sadness and disgust are spilling from his eyes. His heart crumbled into his stomach. When his shiny bright baby blues darkened in hue after reading your text he couldn’t help it. “Hey Oliver…. I know this will be difficult to read but I’ve decided that I’m going to be exclusive with Arthur. I really do hope you can find someone for you. Goodbye.” After a few minutes of letting the river flow onto the desk and pages of his prized cookbooks his mind wonder about how you came to the conclusion to go steady with Arthur. Were you daft? Were you under a spell? Did Arthur trick you? Regardless, Oliver was beginning to crave a special sweet treat that will require him to pay the tsundere British man a visit.

💪🇩🇪 Germany 🇩🇪💪: He’s going to be dumbfounded that you picked Lutz. Like bro has to stare at his phone for 5 full minutes re-reading your text. He tries to make scientific sense of how in fuck you came to the conclusion to like Lutz. After this, he’s just going to curse in his mind for a few hours while he pets his German Shepards while he has maybe a dozen or so cold ones. Ludwig will stare into the void and be like ‘WARUM!?! Auf keinen Fall! Das gibt’s doch nicht!’

No matter what, it will never make sense to him. He will be despondent for a while but with the help of Prussia, Italy, and Japan (and his two favorite things Beer and Schnitzel) he’ll be fine.

You live rent-free in the back of his mind though. While ‘Why for the love of god would you pick someone like him?’

💤😴2p Germany😴💤While staring at the screen with bloodshot eyes…he won’t shed a tear, whine, or break things to let out his frustrations. He does nothing. He knows it’s not worth it. He knows he’s not what many would call a “catch”. Sure he has a rugged charm of sorts but that doesn’t mean it makes up for his mentally unwell state of working for Luciano. He will simply stare at the text message that read:

Hey Lutz, I think it’s best that we just be friends. Ludwig and I are going steady. I just wanted to be transparent with you. I’m sorry.

Even as empty as the words felt, he stared at them with a mixture of regret, sadness, and self-pity. After a while, he releases the phone to fall onto the bed. Well, if there’s nothing he can do, he may as well just jerk it to someone who looks like you.

🍝🇮🇹Italy🇮🇹🍝 Let's be real he takes your rejection like a champ. He'd been rejected by tons of people before. He’s a professional flirter what do you expect? He’ll go to another bar and snag more bitches.

This doesn’t mean that later he’s going to realize: WHY ARE YOU DATING A DANGEROUS MAN???????

(Yes, I took this angle for him. Feliciano can be baby but ooooooh lawd he can be a player. He got that 🌟✨duality✨🌟)

🔪🇮🇹2p Italy🇮🇹🔪: His favorite switchblade is tossed back and forth like an acrobat during a finale. Rage is spilling through his pores. His ears burn as honesty comes spilling from you.

“Maybe it’s best if we can be friends. I’m romantically intertwined with Feliciano and he’s a really sweet guy and I have to take a chance with him.” Your honesty was charming just as it was brutal. It was horrible for him to think about losing you. Your melodic voice was like hearing a live chorus from the musical Baroque of the 1600s. His dream of having you with him was shattered by the idiotia constantly waving a white flag. He stabs the right arm of the chair that he was seated in and drags the knife backward. Cotton and alligator leather were ruined in the blades' wake.

He was going to give the bastard something to cry for.

Bro is going to be wine-wasted for the rest of the night and become a little violent towards anyone who is within range of him. Kuro and Lutz 100% know to stay the hell out of his way until the storm has passed.

👹👺🇯🇵2p Japan🇯🇵👺👹: Oh fuck. You essentially set off an entity that’s similar to Slenderman. Kuro is silent and brooding and his plans are gruesome, slow, and violate the human code of ethics. You were brave enough to have the conversation with him over tea. The air is tense, filled with discontent, and hate. What a waste you’d fallen the evenly keeled Kiku. He cared too much about cherry blossoms, respect, blah, blah, blah. Why would you ever date someone with a massive tree up his ass? His hand will itch for the blade. He wanted to rid the world of Kiku’s existence right that second.

“Kuro, I’ll be honest I’ve found someone who matches my energy and I’m going to work it out with Kiku. We just work well together.” His eyes shot daggers at his green tea in an attempt not to scare you. He believes he still has a chance he’ll just have to convince you. However, he couldn’t suppress his vibes which could be cut by a plastic knife it was so thick. You bit your lip and gather your nerves. You pull out some yen from your bag to cover your drink and you leave in a huff. You knew from that point onwards that nothing in your life would ever be the same.

It takes Kuro an hour to finally end his staring competition with his tea. He’s never been so bothered in his life. He blocks you on all social media and uses his alt accounts to gather intel. He isn’t going to let you go, nor will he let Kiku win.

He definitely goes home that night to destroy a few trees and maybe even a few of his own men who dared to look at him the wrong way.

🇯🇵 🌸 Japan 🌸🇯🇵 He’s stunned. He will have few words in response.

“Okay, farewell Y/N… and it really was nice to meet you.” he will politely bow and walk away.

his heart will take a while to recover through because you a catch!

☠️🇷🇺 2p Russia 🇷🇺 ☠️Jesus Christ or Holy Fuck are the only phrases that are appropriate for the bitter resentment he has for Ivan. The normally just frigid atmosphere transformed into a bitter frost that could give anyone uninitiated to the cold instant frostbite. Ice on the window appears and freezes over behind him while he grips your written letter explaining to him why you made your choice. He’s nicer, his scarf was warmer and a much more inviting light pink than his confronting red one.

Outwardly he might be tame / measured inwards he’s brooding and plotting revenge on his counterpart….Only to execute none of it. He knows what he wanted is gone and he’s far too depressed to do something about it.

He’ll stay in his office while he writes out a complex seven-point plan placing a dead a dead gladiolus flower next to each. He imagines his rival in a pool of blood to make it easier for him to sleep at night.

🇷🇺🪆🌻Russia🌻🪆🇷🇺He does his best to choke back tears. He won’t lie you sent ice-picks straight to his heart. Thoughts about being lonely swarm his mind. It hurts him because you’re a mortal he’s grown fond of that didn’t have ulterior motives to be around him. He fiddles with his scarf to avoid your lovely (eye color) hues.

“I’m going to leave Y/N, farewell.” He leaves in order to keep at least some of his pride in tact.

‘Why Viktor? He’s even more terrifying than me!’ While he mulls over not winning you over, over some Vodka on the rocks a thought crosses through him:

‘Wait a minute if that psychopath can have a lover so can I! There is still hope!’

-End-

Thank’s for reading ya’ll !

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teen--marvel · 6 months ago

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hey, hey, party people! how we doing? i really hope you said great, but if not, have no fear! the weekly check in is here!!

i used to do these a lot a couple of years ago, and i haven't done one in 34 weeks! let's get into it.

if you've been here before, you know how this works, lol. but if you haven't, the "rules" are as follows; you follow at least ONE bullet point in this list, you're more than welcome to reblog and share to remind your other moots/followers how fucking badass they are. that's it!! i also like to put in here how i've been doing, as well, so that you won't feel to anxious about sharing how you've been doing.

i haven't been doing that great mentally. i've had major writers block, my oldest has been acting out the last few days, we have one more week of school (which also means one more week of babysitting... which i'm kind of stressing over), and just all the things, really. let me know how y'all have been in either the comments/replies, my inbox or my dm's.

now, let’s get into our points, shall we?

i hope y’all;

drink your water or tea (gotta stay hydrated, my lovelies) 🥤

eat some good ass food (whatever your heart and stomach is telling you) 🍕🍟🥞🧇🍔🌭🥪🌮🌯🍝

remember that you’re a boss ass bitch and ain’t nobody can touch you (because you’re 🎵BAD, YOU’RE BAD, YA’KNOW IT🎵) 💪🏻🤘🏻💅🏻

take some time for yourself (treat yo’ self) 💸🛍️

have a self care day / weekend ; face mask, bubble bath, put on your favorite dylan o’brien, tom holland, joe keery, or joseph quinn movie / tv show or discover a new one, if the weather is nice - go sit outside with a cuppa (ahh, see what i did there? 😏) or a cup of tea or coffee or hot chocolate (pretty sure that's what a cuppa is, but just roll with it, lol)

and remember the most important thing ; you’re amazing, you’re important to a lot of people, you matter, and you’re strong, you’re smart, you’re beautiful, you’re enough, you will conquer the world, and you’ll get through whatever hell storm comes your way 💜💜😚

remember that you have people in your corner, and if you don’t, my dm’s are always open. i'm everyone's designated hype woman <33

i hope y’all have a great weekend. i love y’all to the moon and back, and hopefully i’ll see y’all back here next time for ✨ j e s s ’ w e e k l y c h e c k i n ✨

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#jess’ weekly check in #letters weekly check in #weekly check in

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pluralquotebook · 9 months ago

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💜😴: She's such a bitch!

❤️🍔: That was rude.

💜😴: ...

💜😴: I'm such a bitch!

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henryrodhamkissinger · 9 months ago

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SOME ADORNO SHIT 😱😱😱

Happy Feodor Friday!

Theodor W. Adorno, praise be his name, quoted in Bürger 🍔, Theory of the Avant-Garde:

Adorno here saying that surrealism is artificial. No dip sure lock! Nah it’s like this. Adorno is a vehement evangelist for the avant garde in the arts; but for Adorno, the avant garde still has to express what is true: in fact, this is why Adorno advocates for the avant garde. For Adorno, the world is one of ‘objective unfreedom’ — more particularly, the crushing and fascistic sameness and fungibility of all things as they must bend to the iron law of exchange value. You might then think that Adorno would hold that only art works which somehow convey or portray that objective unfreedom are ‘true’ in his sense. Yes and no: for if that were only the case, then Adorno would have no problem with pictorial painting that portrays quotidian tyranny and subjugation, or, in music which was his specialty, any schmaltzy gothic or warlike triumphalist music would pass muster. No, for Adorno, somewhat paradoxically and perhaps simply nonsensically on his part, an autonomous art work is itself something of liberation.

An atonal serialist piece of music (Schoenberg, etc) or an expressionist painting (Kandinsky) or avant garde work of literature (Joyce) — these things, for Adorno, mark truth in the sense precisely that they subvert the world of exchange, that they refuse harmony and embrace dissonance and ‘laceration.’ Because what the ‘culture industry’ sells is escape, escape into a comforting and thought terminating sameness, the comfort of representation and repetition. That which is lacerated, dissonant, atonal etc reflects what is wholly ‘true’ in being itself as against being a facsimile of the world sold back to us. This is closely related to Adorno’s critique of Enlightenment modernity’s replacement of the qualitative with the quantitative. From the magisterial essay The Concept of Enlightenment (with M. Horkheimer):

Do you get it? I’ll translate, I’m used to this guy. The illusion of magic he refers to here is the socially inscribed primitive process of endowing some particular thing, like one single tree, with its own essence and quality, or mana. As this vanishes with enlightenment modernity, quantitative repetition reigns: a tree is only a specimen of the scientific object called ‘trees’ (yeah they’re just called trees dude, no Latin.) But note the highlighted section here: very importantly, he emphasizes how this notion of the ‘return of the same’ is already implicit in myth (or in totemic society.) Adorno doesn’t wish, then, to ‘return’ to the animism and ‘essentialism’ (in the sense of ‘an essence’) that came with primitive myth.

So the standard for truthful art can’t be that the work of art answer only to its own qualitative internal logic. Rather, it is ‘mediated,’ a fancy dialectics term that essentially means that the thing in question does not simply stand on its own unmolested by anything—it is always necessarily mediated by social conditions. I think the key to this puzzle is this: an art work cannot help but be mediated. Once a painting hangs in a gallery or a song plays at a concert, it is no longer answering only to itself, rather, it, as a work of art, is changed by the interaction it has with what is not-it, by what is outside of it and helping thereby to constitute it as such. The question then becomes, of course, by what is an art work mediated? By consumer society? So you can see perhaps now how it comes around: an art work which pushes towards subversive form and content, it is thereby far less likely to be effaced by the mediation of Capital or of ‘mass culture.’ Safeguarding against the latter is no easy task (take it from me, I am swamped in interview requests, book deals, and big music label contract offers!) That’s why Adorno is such a snobby bitch with the rigorous twelve-tone atonal music stuff and all that. It resists being…listenable…imagine if Gerwig pitched the Barbie movie where Barbie is an electrical wire hanging out of the dirt and all that happens is that an eyeless medieval police officer shouts “BARB!” into a megaphone. You know

So let’s get to the surrealism thing in brief, from the Peter Bürger 🍔 citation up top. There are radically different modes of surrealism that I believe pass muster varyingly with Adorno’s aesthetico-political concerns. And I’m gonna illustrate that with some pictures.

In my head canon I very reductively sometimes split early 20th century surrealist paintings into the Mexican and the European schools. Just as a shorthand. The two paintings below come from the former school, the first (left) by Max Ernst, who was a part of the Mexican ‘scene’ with his wife Leonora Carrington, Frida Kahlo, and the painter of the second of the ‘Mexican’ pieces here, Remedios Varo.

Now I love this shit, of course, but it’s easy to see why Adorno would not be as enthused about the radical potential in this (very broad) style (that I’m simplifying for brevity and effect.) Ernst portrays two giant beasts, a multiple-eyed chicken-like thing and a frighteningly shrouded Beast Witch; in Varo’s, a solemn sorceress mixes a potion that fuels the rotation of parchment upon which dead faced women servants write incantations, all in a tower looming atop a hilltop village that appears to be waning into the abyss. There’s obviously an element of fantasy, of imagined dream-magic and atavism that one might suspect would fall too easily into the ‘escapist’ sort of category for Adorno.

This next set, the ‘Europeans,’ is two paintings by the classic era surrealist Kay Sage, and the contemporary artist Claire Trotignon (one of my very favorite contemporary visual artists):

Kay Sage, drawing upon de Chirico before her, as well as her husband Yves Tanguy, paints these haunted, uncanny landscapes without determinate objects. The forms and contours of the modern, enlightened built world, stripped of their signification, stripped violently and denuded of their ostensible promise to be a site of human freedom. Trotignon’s pieces simultaneously erect and dismantle structures of ambiguity, emptiness and dissonance — similarly to Sage’s. They harrowingly and somewhat beautifully express Adorno’s “negative” dialectic — wherein, again, “a consciousness of denial” is at issue in the mediate artist-viewer co-constitution. They resist being iterations of something by resisting being something, apart from that lost or negated sense of rational sensibility that recedes into the abyss in capitalist modernity.

#Adorno #critical theory #feodoradornofridays #abstract art #hiremejuxtapoz #artforum #needworkfrieze #avant garde #kay sage #max ernst #remedios varo #claire trotingnon #Peter burger

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