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Hello, everybody! I'm honestly not sure how this will go, if at all, but I want to participate in the fundraising efforts of @ficsforgaza. Lately, I've been focused solely on projects that bring me joy regardless of readership and so for this, I'll be opening up all of my WIPs, including those not listed on my official WIP page but previously mentioned on this blog. For this fundraiser, I'm committing to returning to those old projects that have been unceremoniously left in the dust.
I'm committing to this undertaking with the hopes that one of my projects will encourage donations if they weren't previously inclined or were on the fence.
Raised: $91.39 Written/Sponsored: 3.443/18,278
How it works:
$1 = 200 words!
Make a donation to a vetted fundraiser of your choice (links below) and send me a screenshot of your donation excluding identifying information + the WIP you'd like me to work on. For every $1 donated, I will write 200 words for your chosen WIP. Upon receiving proof of donation, I will begin working on the WIP.
Example message template:
Hey, Ix! I've donated [this amount] to [link to vetted fundraiser]. Would you be able to work on [WIP title]? Thank you! (Included screenshot of proof of donation)
Vetted fundraiser links:
Vetted fundraiser masterpost-masterpost
List of Palestinian Evacuation & Support Fundraisers
Masterlist of links, official & vetted
how you can help palestine
Eligible WIPs:
Because the list of WIPs included is so long, they'll be listed below the cut. Fandoms included: Daiya no Ace, Haikyuu!!, Attack on Titan, Fullmetal Alchemist, & My Hero Academia.
Daiya no Ace
The Catcher's Accomplice - Miyuki Kazuya Major Leagues, Interpreter, Forced Proximity (Belated Quarantine Fic), Falling in Love, Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Fluff
When Kazuya insisted he be posted for the MLB, he wasn't quite aware of all that entailed, only concerned with being able to continue playing. He didn't fully anticipate the sheer loneliness of moving to a different country, especially just before a pandemic. How lucky for him that you're there every step of the way.
word count: 4,591/20,000+
Promises We Made - Miyuki Kazuya Childhood Best Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Hurt/Comfort, Soulmates (if you squint), Expression of Grief, Anxiety, & Depression
He existed as a beacon for youâsomeone who had been there since before you can remember, someone who always found you when you got lost. All you wanted was to be able to stand on your own two feet beside him.
word count: 14,119/50,000+
His Name - Miyuki Kazuya Non-Linear Storytelling, Falling in Love, Break-up Fic, Angst, Hints of Pining & Regret
Kazuya never realized how much he loved the way his name sounded as it rolled of your tongue, a promise he didn't hear until it was too late.
word count: 1,593/6,000
not a stranger - Sawamura Eijun Younger Brother's Best Friend, Childhood Crush, Childhood Friends to Lovers
Fifteen years after he used to announce to the world, "I'm going to marry you one day!," he no longer looks like the Ei-chan you once knew.
word count: 3,548/12,000 FULLY SPONSORED!! written: 261/10,000
Play with Me - Kuramochi Youichi NPB, Bassist, One Night Stand to Lovers, Falling in Love, Shared History, Fluff, Suggestive
The story of you and Kuramochi Youichi goes further than the night he finds himself in the audience of your show, but it takes you a while before you acknowledge that.
word count: 339/7,500
Chink in My Armor - Kominato Ryousuke University!AU, FWB, Jealousy, Stubborn Ryou, Getting Together, Suggestive
For someone who "didn't have the time to focus on a relationship," Ryou spends an awful lot of time focusing on you.
word count: 273/5,500
Wanna Run with You - Yuuki Tetsuya University!AU, Friends to Lovers, Old Crush, Reunion, Falling in Love, Fluff
A favor for your new editor puts you in contact with your old friend and crush, someone you fervently wanted to avoid. Now that Tetsu has you in his life again, he isn't so ready to let you go this time.
word count: 6,513/9,500
Haikyuu!!
Mine to Keep - Iwaizumi Hajime Yakuza, Fight Club, Violence, Light Stalking & Obsession, Possessive Behavior, Smut
Iwaizumi's taken his time with you, preferring you willing and wanting, but there's only so much waiting he can do before he snaps.
*requires editing so the word count may vary.
word count: 11,717/15,000* sponsored word count: 1,000 written: 1,000/1,000
Always You - Iwaizumi Hajime Fallen Angel, Demon, Memory Loss, Reincarnation, Angst, Love Perseveres
You two were favored angels, models for how others should perform until you made the grave sin of loving more than your Creator. For your crime, you were doomed to loving one another time and again through never ending reincarnation, forever watching the other suffer and die.
word count: 2,378/6,000 sponsored word count: 1,278 written: 1,278/1,278
Coming Home - Iwaizumi Hajime Punisher!AU, Grief, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Friends to ??? to Lovers
After your mother died, you never expected to find comfort in the return of the friend you long since thought dead.
word count: 1,524/6,500
Late Nights - Iwaizumi Hajime University!AU, Pining, Getting Together
In the cover of night near the university baseball diamonds, Iwaizumi finds the courage to talk to you.
word count: 328/3,000 **FULLY SPONSORED! written: 904/3,000
Maker of Myths - Oikawa Tooru Trojan War!AU, Paris & Helen, Falling in Love, War, Infidelity, Grief, Angst
The first choice you ever made was which suitor would be your husband, the King. The second choice you made allowed for you to choose your lover, your partner. The third choice you made started a war.
word count: 4,860/13,000+
This Tree, This Bed - Kuroo Tetsurou Odyssey!AU, Odysseus & Penelope, Falling in Love, Separation, Reunion, Hurt/Comfort
Kuroo liked to fashion himself as one of the smartest men in the known world. While his cunning managed to win your hand and your heart, it was unable to save him from going into a war unrelated to him.
word count: 3,215/7,500
Anxious, Wide Awake - Kuroo Tetsurou Magic & Monsters!AU, Vampire, Sorceress, Witcher inspired, Violence, Blood, Established Relationship
The more they touch you, the more their stench sticks to you, the more violent their deaths will be when he comes for you. Because he is coming for you. You have more faith in that fact than you do that the sun will rise tomorrow morning. His promise can still be heard nearly a century later, still humming along the skin where he first whispered it. Heâs coming.
word count: 4,353/10,000
Please Look at Me - Hanamaki Takahiro & Matsukawa Issei Love Triangle, Not Polyamorous, Smut, Getting Together, Angst
âIs it okay if I have a taste?â Donât you kids do anything I wouldnât do. Takahiroâs seen Mattsun do a lot. Heâs seen Mattsun in so many compromising situations throughout the years, heâs given up on keeping count long ago. And this? This is definitely something Mattsun would do.
word count: 867/6,000
Rosebuds & Black Currant - Futakuchi Kenji Strangers to (eventual) Lovers, Falling in Love, Getting Together, Fluff
It takes you entirely too long to understand the messages Kenji's been trying to send through the arrangements he gives you if only because you don't believe he's familiar with the language of flowers.
word count: 188/3,500
Attack on Titan
Rapture for the Sinners - Erwin Smith, Levi Ackerman Canon Divergent, Violence, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Friends to Lovers, Grief, PTSD, Smut
Fiercely loyal to Erwin Smith, you find yourself to be one of his most trusted soldiers, ready to do what is necessary for either of you to get what you want. With no room for romantic relationships, you two easily find yourselves engaged in a sexual relationship. Why do you suddenly find your situation muddled when you're tasked with bringing three thugs from the Underground to the Survey Corps? What happens when you suddenly find yourself developing feelings for the one you were prepared to kill and who was prepared to kill you in turn?
word count: 103,168/170,000+ sponsored word count: 2,000 written: 0/2,000
For You, in the Future - Bertholdt Hoover, Levi Ackerman VOV Rewrite, Canon Divergent, Tech Advancements, Friends to Lovers, Lovers to Enemies, Political Intrigue, Grief, PTSD, Love Perseveres
An attempt at a rewrite of my first story. I've worked on it in secret over the winter and could be swayed to starting it once more.
word count: 7,601/150,000+
Fullmetal Alchemist
From the Ashes Flowers Bloom - Roy Mustang Canon Divergent, Violence, Religious Guilt, Subterfuge, Exes to Lovers, Hurt/Comfort
You've spent the last four years avoiding staying in one place for too long due to the belief in the superstitions of your mother's religion. After the murder of your adoptive brother, you begin to learn the truth of the larger conspiracy that's left a pile of bodies wherever you go. Deciding to confront the root of the problem head-on, you find yourself reforging old relationships, for better or for worse.
word count: 43,580/80,000+
My Hero Academia
Set You Free - Aizawa Shouta Pre-UA Teacher!AU, Hurt/Comfort, Falling in Love, Grief, Getting Together
An unfortunate quirk, bad timing, and grief-induced anger tied you to Aizawa years after the death of Shirakumo. He wanted to be a hero, and it takes him a bit too long to realize he may have ruined yours.
word count: 2,256/6,500
Hit Me Before I Knew It - Bakugo Katsuki Pro!AU, Fake Dating, Pining, Getting Together, Parental Grief
âIâm sorryâcan you repeat that?â âIâm not saying it again.â âNo, please. I didnât quite hear you the first time,â you push, trying to repress the uptick of your lips at Bakugoâs unexpected question. He looks at you and you can tell he knows itâs not quite the truth, but he obliges you. The peculiarity of it all has you struggling to process it just as much as heâs struggling to say it. With a heavy sigh, he tries again, voice lower than before. âI need you to pretend to be my girlfriend. Just a date or two to get my buddy off my back.â
word count: 531/6,500
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"You monster! Let my brother go!" Coco who unexpectedly came back after being paralyzed for a while. shouted at Cortex. Right until she came at it and kicked him right between his legs, sending him flying into the console of the Psychetron and knocking out the crystals of his gloved hands.
"HOLY SHOOT! SHE WENT AT HIM!" Tulip watched in shock, while she is holding out her mug. "My crystals...!" Cortex was strained from that kick. "YOUR... CRYSTALS?!" The possum added, when hearing that came out of the mouth of the most evil scientist in the universe. Her eyes then move to the Psychetron paralyzing at Coco.
"Ruined! Thanks to perky here!" Cortex became angered at Coco for ruining the machine, as he examines the console, Crash stares at his paralyzed sister with concern. He pokes at her shoulder, making her body wobble at the spot she is in. "You just don't get it, do you sister?" Tulip looks at Coco. "He is helping me and Crash to defeat those treacherous avians from taking over our world!"
"It must be repaired! And only one person can help!" Cortex came with a new plan for his machine. "Who would it be, Cortex?" Tulip asked. "My niece, Nina Cortex." Cortex now feeling sentimental, when he came to a picture of his niece Nina holding a bunny on the wall. As Tulip walks to him to have a look at the picture too "Aw, she looks so... eh..." Cortex raised an eyebrow, for a proper answer from her. "...like you. By how she takes your traits of evil." answered the possum. "Ah, yes. Isn't she delightful?" Cortex smirked, more focusing on the picture. "Indeed she is." The possum added, until something else made her a little curious, which are her metal gloves. "Hey. What's with those metal gloves she has on?" Tulip asked; pointing at the picture in curiosity, till he answered "Obviously I've made a few modifications, here and there." "...Right." Tulip replied.
"Quickly! To my private dirigible!" Cortex commanded, pointing towards a picture of his airship and then pointing to an another picture of Madame Amberly's Academy of Evil! "Set a course for Madame Amberley's Academy of Evil!" He added. "On it, Doctor!" As Cortex heads out of the control room. Tulip follows behind him, before turning around to Crash "Crash! This way!" She said, which Crash jogged out as well along with Tulip.
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simple yet specific relationships & reverse starters meme!
send one of the followings emojis or prompts if you have ideas for relationships & plots when it comes to our muses, but you don't know how to start! in return, i'll go through either yours or my prompts and try to send you something to work with your wishes! feel free to send more of them at the same time too!!
note: with "my muse", we mean the sender's
NEUTRAL
ð a simple first meeting should work
ð€ my muse wants to know yours better
ð€ my muse doesn't know yours, but heard of them /pos
ð€ my muse doesn't know yours, but heard of them and has no strong feelings about them. yet.
ð my muse is related or friend of someone your muse is friends with
ð my muse is related or friend of someone your muse dislikes
ð my muse is related or friend of someone your muse loves
PLATONIC & FAMILIAL
ð¶ they could be friends!!!!
ðº they were friends in the past, but lost contact with eachother
ð£ they're family!!!
ð my muse is a distant relative of yours
ðŽ my muse is a fan of yours
ðŠ my muse is an old friend who yours didn't see in a while
ð our muses are online friends
ROMANTIC & SEXUAL
â€ïž my muse wants to kiss yours (in a romantic way)
ð my muse has a one sided crush on yours
ð our muses are exes
𧡠my muse used to have a crush on yours some time ago
ð my muse wants to kiss yours (mostly in a sexy kind of way)
ð our muses had a one night stand
ð€ our muses are fuckbuddies
ANTAGONISTIC & NEGATIVE
ð¥ my muse doesn't know yours, but heard of them /neg
ðš they should beat eachother up
ð£ my muse hates yours
ð¡ïž our muses hate eachother
ðª my muse is scared of yours
âïž they were friends in the past, but they had a serious fight
ðª my muse wants to kill yours
WORK & SCHOOL
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they're forced to cooperate
ð my muse wants yours to work for them
ð our muses know eachother from school
ð our muses know eachother from work
ð my muse works for yours
ð your muse works for mine
ð my muse is or was your muse's teacher
OTHER ODDLY SPECIFIC SCENARIOS
ð they should work together to beat someone else up
ð our muses are in a fake relationship
ð my muse needs yours to pretend to be their partner
ð my muse is famous, and i'd love to see yours reaction to see them
ð my muse is a troublemaker and yours find them after a fight
ð my muse is sad for any reason and crosses paths with yours
ð my muse catches yours doing something illegal
#prompt#rp prompts#rp prompt#ask meme#relationship prompts#romantic starters#love starters#angry starters#violent starters#funny starters
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Hello! The art on this reading is done by me! If yall wanna go check out my art blog its called @starlitghostfawn ð€ð©µð€
Remember take what resonates, leave all the rest behind but always be open to new experiences!
PILE 1
Crystal: Green Fluorite
Astrology: Aries âïž, Capricorn âïž, Pisces âïž, Virgo âïž
Figurine: Blossom Bunny
Song: âMemoryâ by Toby Fox
Pile 3, your inner child has a pixie-like energy that makes them super hyper and happy. However, they have a huge complex about success. They are surrounded by expectations that were put upon them long ago. Now you are the only one putting those expectations on them. They need some time to play. Space to do whatever they please with no pressure to perform or to do your absolute best with no mistakes. Allow mistakes to be made. Allow yourself to be human. You are so hard on yourself and think yourself in circles over the littlest mis-step. Mistakes a part of humanity and being alive. Your inner child is an earth angel that is allowed to learn messily. You will make yourself and others proud even if you take time to let them free.
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PILE 2
Crystal: Rose Quartz
Astrology: Scorpio âïž, Taurus âïž, Cancer âïž, Aquarius âïž
Figurine: My Melody
Song: âWasteland, Babyâ by Hozier
Pile 2, your inner child is congratulating and celebrating with you! They have this soft, shy energy. They have asked something from you and you gave it to them! Fantastic job, friend. I think what you have been working on is loving your inner child more actively. You worked through some emotional issues recently and met your inner child where they needed you. It has made your life different but happier! Maybe you showed them a love they havenât felt before or at least havenât felt in a long time. I definitely see maybe you did something new with your hair that your inner child finds so fun and fulfilling. I also see you could have worked through the root of an ED and are working on your recovery! Your inner child is so grateful to you. You are learning to love each other and trust each other. Which I see you have worked very hard on. You have been doing your shadow work and healing. It is time to take a break and pour yourself your favorite drink. Appreciate yourself for all the work you have been doing.
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PILE 3
Crystal: Angelite
Astrology: Sagittarius âïž, Gemini âïž, Leo âïž, Libra âïž
Figurine: Cinnamoroll
Song: âalways, iâll careâ by Jeremy Zucker
Hello, pile 3! Your inner child's energy is like a fire-cracker. They have a very spicy energy but it feels very tame. An outside force (probably a mother or another feminine role model) definitely shoved them in a box early on. Your spicy energy goes unappreciated by you because of how some of your inner child has been hidden away. Two things I think would be important for you to know about this. First, you are free of this third party who judged you. You donât have them hanging over your shoulder anymore. You are free to let your inner child be themselves. Second thing, your inner childâs aggression is a very useful and protective tool. Let them get angry. Let them bark at people. Not allowing that energy out is less protective than relaxing and permitting them to protect you from people or things that you know hurt you. I know youâre scared to empower them. Their discomfort is worthy of being addressed. You donât have to keep them away to remain safe anymore. You are 100% allowed to be a little brat sometimes and there is nothing wrong with that. Anger is part of the human experience and is important to keep some control over but not a total domination. Free the little one.
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NHL
Spending summer at the lake house ððâïžð
Skating date with Luke
Luke dating a girly girl
Going to watch Quinn play hockey ðð
Watching Jack play ðð€
Going to Luke hockey game ð
Baby moon at lake house âïžð
Quinn dating a girly girl ðð
luke dating a rock star
Quinn dating a rock star ￜￜￜ
Jack dating a rock star âïžð¶â€ïžâð¥
Baking with Quinn
Jack dating a pop star â€ïžâð¥ð¶
Luke being a pop star bf ð¶ð€
Pop star gf
Jack dating a tomboy âïžâïž
Luke dating a Tom boy ð€âïž
Quinn dating a nascar driver ðïžâ€ïžâð¥
Wedding day with Jack ðð€
Summer with Dawson
Ski trip with Dawson ð¿â·ïž
Dawson dating an ice hockey player
Luke dating a law student ððð
Quinn dating a royal princess ð ð
Jack dating a princess
Luke dating a princess ððð
Sunset date with Trevor âïžð
Cow girl with z
Cow boy ðŽð€
Country girl ðŽðð€ ð
Jack dating a cow girl ðð€ ð
Cow girl ð€ ð
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Shifts in Focus~âª
Yooo have you been healthy, peeps? Iâve been doing A. MA. ZING. since now Iâve got the means to buy plenty of food and snacks weeklyððšð¥ Iâve got to believe that this is my chapter where the Wheel of Fortune is finally turning aroundðð€£ð If youâre someone whoâs still struggling financially and/or figuring out your next steps, I believe this autumn season is going to shower you with so much good aenergy and everything is only gonna get betterð Youâll see in my next Full Moon PAC (tho itâs a bit tardy XD)
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Now that Iâve somewhat got a âstable jobâ that I actually enjoy doing, there have been massive changes in my daily routines and priorities. Iâve gotten healthier, of course, and thatâs something Iâm most grateful forð©» With my new schedules and routines, Iâve got to shift my focus for the blog as well, as I want to offer you content thatâs most exciting and helpful with the time I haveð
Therefore, I've got some blog updates on whatâs going and coming~ð (for now XD)
Oracle Alchemy
No longer doing it. Iâve to admit Iâve never been good (or even keen) at sharing life updates with people I donât know. Actually, I donât even talk about stuff like that with people I do know XD So, Iâll just write updates on the blog whenever thereâs one~ð«
Iâll change Tier 1 benefit on Patreon. Itâll be only for âGeneral Support for the Blogâ. Of course, anybody choosing this tier will instantly have access to all previous Oracle Alchemy posts~ð The Soul Alchemy parts are worthwhile, I promise XD ð
Punk Panda Pick-A-Pic
Yaaas, this will be main focus. Of course. Now that Iâm not distracted with other types of content, I think I can smoothly get on with my list of PAC ideas that at this point are enough content for the next 3 yeeaaarrsssð±ð¿ð
Iâm thinking of conducting some polling in the near future. Like a KYC survey or something LMAO To know what kinds of life concerns youâre dealing with most. It would be nice if the PACs can reflect that more, right?ððª©ðª
Punk Astro Guidance
No. Not. Nope. This segment has always been way too much work and aenergy and Iâm saying this the second time: Iâve never truly spiritually enjoyed writing periodic readingsðð« ðµ
Punk Panda Affirmations
I believe Iâll still be writing concept affirmations. Theyâre really beneficial for me myself, actually, and I think it can do you good if you script your own affirmations, too. This habit gets you manifesting much more quickly, I thinkð€
Moon Panda Pick-A-Pic
Possibly will be my only reading that caters to periodic readings. That should be good enough as I essentially struggle with time XD Plus, the collages are always so pretty ^^ Iâll try to post closer to the time of the FM hahahahð€ª
More thatâs comingâŠ
Iâll update another time as this is quite a lot of shifts already~ If youâve ever seen my updates on Patreon you know Iâm not very good at keeping up with my updates as I change my mind all the time!! LMAO
Aaa thereâs simply so much I want to do!!ð€© And I donât really know how to convey this excitement! I donât even know why Iâm excited seeing as Iâve been doing this for 3 years anyway LMAO
Thank you for tagging alongð· Especially thank you for any kind of support youâve ever given me on Patreon~ð Your patronage has been life changing to say the least!!!ð
May this autumn season bring you the greatest blessings for all your kindness and compassion that youâve ever shared with any any anybody in your amazing Life~ððŸðð
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#Unnecessary Panda Update#blog update#tarotblr#astroblr#writblr#witchblr#witchcore#witchyvibes#witchythings#tarot#astrology#pick a card#pick a card reading#pac#pac reading#mental health#spirituality#good vibes#lightworker#starseed
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âDonât say that.â He presses his hand to his mouth.
âSee! Even he can tell!â He huffs.
He sighs heavily, shaking his head. âA little hope that it isnât wouldnât hurt.â
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CONTENT WARNING. This contains a very long, written storyline with mild language, vandalism, foreshadowing, tension build, and progression of the âNeon Vandals.â All that is written is for fictional and entertainment purposes that do not portray the idols used.
Mark adjusted the strap of the duffel bag on his shoulder. The spray cans clinked against each other, brushes knocking as he glanced beside him.
âAre you sure itâs okay for you to come out with us?â Mark questioned. Jisung hummed in response, hands tucked in the pockets of his jeans.
âWe arenât staying out for long.â Jisung shrugged, turning his head to grin at the group, his dark eyes shimmering. âHe can manage a few hours. Besides,â He tilted his head, eyes shifting to Seungmin with playful exasperation, âsomeoneâs been ruining my art.â
The masked brunette rolled his eyes, running his lithe fingers through his brown locks. âNot my fault itâs up for grabs. Itâs been, what?â He tilted his head back, sharp eyes resting on Jisung. âA month?â The group chuckled as Seungminâs tone shifted into something low and smug. âYour rustiness would have made it more of a tragedy.âÂ
âRusty?â Jisung laughed in disbelief, shoving Seungmin who shifted his footing. âLook at who youâre talking to! Second of all,â He then pointed at him, causing Mark to snort. âYour ugly orange probably made it a tragedy!â
âYouâll easily take back your territory~ Itâs not like he covered everything,â Jaemin reassured with an amused chuckle, rounding the corner with the group.Â
The parking lot was empty, tire marks acting as traces of life as the streetlight burned bright in its white glow. The large billboards loomed over them, buildings casting shadows downward, licking at their feet. But Markâs attention shifted to the covered board abandoned on the far left. Its metal ladder swung awkwardly, whispering its metal groans. Nothing but a white sheet covered the boardâs contents.Â
It sat dormant with no traces of fingers or handprints, barely wrinkles along the body of it. No one but Jaemin knew its secret, but he remained adamant in explaining.Â
For weeks, Jaemin ushered the group away from it, causing them to grow skeptical of its contents. Even now, as they passed the structure with prying eyes, they wondered what was forbidden to see.Â
But they all held their tongues, biting it as Jaeminâs dark eyes glanced at them almost narrowly. While he spoke sweetly, stating casually, âBe careful in the lot. That board is getting removed soon,â his gaze was challenging.
It caused a shiver to run down Markâs back, knowing that he was observing them. Though bubbly and vibrant, Jaemin tended to cast a mysterious shadow to shroud them from troubling topics. It was difficult, all the more harder to confront Jaemin's skillfulness in dodging the conversation.Â
âSure thing.â Seungmin answered, yawning behind his mask. âYouâre the one who shouldnât wander too far.â He added, causing Jaemin to smile, waving his hand as he disappeared around the corner with his own bag of paint.Â
While Mark eyed the walls, deciding which heâd cover, Jisung grumbled under his breath. âItâs getting removed, and he still wonât say anything about it?âÂ
âThereâs no point to it.â Seungmin retorted, rolling his sleeves up as he tested his can. Orange blotches appeared in an orange mist briefly on the pavement. âItâs being removed. Whatever it is, itâs garbage now.â He mumbled.
âSure,â Jisung furrowed his brows, resting his hands on his hips. âItâs garbage but apparently, itâs too shocking to see for weeks. That totally makes sense.â He stated sarcastically.Â
Mark gave a weak smile, shrugging as he walked past the two. âI donât think itâs anything important. Weâre fussing over something useless,â He stated poorly. But he bit the bottom of his lip, his own curiosity gnawing at him relentlessly.Â
âItâs dumb, sure.â Seungmin confessed, sighing as his boots tapped against the pavement, stopping to paint beside Mark. âBut weâll forget about it in a few days.âÂ
Jisung scoffed. âYou know thatâs bullshit. Weâve talked about it for almost a month,â He reminded them. âIf itâs being thrown away, then why canât we see it? A glance wonât kill us.âÂ
It was a good point. But Mark shuddered at the thought of getting onto the metal platform to look at the hidden content. He was stuck between feeding into his curiosity, versus letting it pass by quietly.Â
âMake you stupid.â Seungmin tsked, causing Jisung to roll his eyes. âWhat if all thatâs underneath that sheet is some ad? Youâd just waste your time.â He argued, causing Mark to shake his headÂ
âItâs not like itâs actually our business,â Mark hummed quietly, shaking his can. âNot one sign given to us that itâs for us to look.â He stated, but as he raised the can to the wall, the lot filled with a loud, metallic clatter.
It was almost comical of the timing, additionally the startled reactions as Mark spun round to the sound. His eyes blinked rapidly, Jisung stumbling sideways, and Seungmin dropping his can with his eyes rounded, body rigid.
Their gazes fell on the once swinging ladder, now grounded to the street as its whispering groans silenced with relief to meet the pavement. But now it led to the metal platform, the piece shimmering under the light as if a coaxing guide.Â
Jisung blinked. âDoes that sign suffice?â He questioned after a moment's silence, laughing a little.
Immediately, Mark turned his head, eyes narrowing on Jisung while the younger looked at him with a growing smile. âThat is not a good sign for us.â He replied, closing the top of his can. âWe are not going up there.â He stated firmly.
Jisung leaned back in motion towards the ladder, teetering on his feet. âYou canât be serious that itâs not fate!~â He smirked, tilting his head. âAnd hey. Worst case scenario, itâs some jacked up political ad.â
âNo way.â Seungmin waved his hands in refusal, stepping forward with sharpened eyes. âWe arenât going to piss Jaemin off.â He then pushed his finger against Jisungâs chest, the other raising a challenging brow at him. âAnd you said you wanted this to be quick.â
âI did,â Jisung looked daringly into Seungminâs dark eyes, humming. âAnd thatâs still my plan. Plus, itâs not that big of a deal. If he gets pissed, doesnât that mean heâs up to something?â He questioned.
Mark tilted his head in thought, Seungmin grumbling under his breath. Before either knew it, Jisung hooked his finger around the youngerâs mask, pulling it off and turning on his heel. âOr try to stop me!â
âJisung!â Seungmin yelled, hand outstretched to grab him but missing. Mark groaned in disbelief, grabbing the bag as the two ran to the ladder.Â
Jisung grabbed onto the bar, climbing up with Seungmin huffing in exasperation. Unlike Seungmin, Jisung was swift, pulling himself up and easily onto the metal ledge of the board. Mark joined them, pushing Seungmin upward and helping the breathless male up.
Seungmin grunted, flipping his head back to fix his bangs before glaring at Jisung. âIâm seriously going to kill you.âÂ
Following his gaze, Mark straightened as Jisung stared at the sheet. One hand was in his pocket, the other lightly pressed against the board to feel the sheet. His head moved, analyzing the ghosted imagery underneath. Up close, Mark noted that it was more intricate and detailed. But the colors were muted by the sheet, design obscured.
âI canât tell what it is. But it reminds me of mist,â He commented, noticing how Seungmin was bouncing lightly, his lips firmly pressed into a thin line of disapproval.
âCool. Mist. Letâs go,â Seungmin bluntly stated. Jisung shook his head as he started moving along the platform, adding more pressure against the sheet as the colors peeked barely through.Â
âNo way. This is a whole piece of art,â Jisung said in awe, causing Mark to tilt his head in confusion of what was astonishing. Admittedly, he was closer to the board, actively prodding at it with curiosity while Seungmin and him stood idly by. âYou arenât concerned that someone did this purposefully?â
âI am concerned that we are up here!â Seungmin hissed, stepping forward to snatch his mask from Jisungâs hand, scowling at him as he wore it once more.
âOne peek! Come on!~â Jisung grinned with fascination, causing Mark to snort as he stepped forward to the two.Â
âThis is peeking. Besides, Jaemin might catch us up here. What then?â Mark raised a brow, only for Jisung to shrug while Seungmin rolled his eyes. He grabbed Jisung by the arm in an attempt to start pulling him to the ladder.Â
âSleeping outside. Thatâs what!â He grunted, only to stumble as Jisung easily jerked away, smacking his hand away from him with a scoff.Â
âYouâre scared weâre going to sleep outside?â Jisung teased, laughing when Seungminâs eyes sharpened at him. He shrugged as he went on dramatically. âOh woe is us if he sees us ogling!~ Seungmin will be casted outside, away from his little plants, and stuffed toys that sing him lulla-ââ
Jisung didnât finish as he stumbled backward, Seungmin having shoved him out of flustered frustration as he hissed sharply. âDumbass!âÂ
But they gasped as Jisung smacked against the board, the sheet snagged by metal clips and accessories on his clothes that a chilling shriek of a rip filled the air. Stunned, the group froze, Jisung awkwardly standing with his shoulders pressed up to his ears, eyes wide.Â
âDid-.. is there?-â The startled male stammered out, hesitant to turn around. In silent shock, Mark pulled Jisung away, revealing the ripped fabricate as green peeked through the exposed tear mockingly in its luscious greens.
âYouâve got to be kidding me.â Mark gawked, mouth gaped open as Seungmin grabbed at his hair in dismay.Â
âYou canât be serious! How did that happen?â Seungmin questioned in distraught, his eyes darting to Jisung and narrowing on him sharply. âYour damn clothes are as bad as you are!â
Jisung blinked, brows furrowed as he argued. âWhoâs the one that pushed me against it?â He rolled his eyes as Seungmin groaned at him, looking at the board and gesturing to the rip. âI-Itâs not that bad anyways!â He grinned sheepishly.Â
But as Mark examined it, the green was vibrant in mixed swirls of teasing illusion. It was spiraling in mocking amusement at their distraught. It made him wince, disliking how black and white spilled into it, hints of blue and gold clashing together, lacking little unity to it. Fortunately, the tear wasnât large, a simple slit as the white fabric hung lamely.Â
âDefine your bad from mine.â Seungmin scoffed.
Quietly, the three inched cautiously to it, guiltily and curiously gravitated to the piece as Jisung leaned forward, head tilted. Whatever fright he had evaporated with his burning desire to analyze their findings. But he gradually grimaced, lips pursing together tightly as his eyes squinted.Â
âTell me Iâm not the only one getting deja vu.â He mumbled.
âDeja vu of what?â Seungmin tilted his head, eyes shifting to Jisung in question.Â
âDoesnât this remind you of someoneâs art?â Jisung responded, letting his finger graze against the painting almost hesitantly. âThe style? I mean. You donât see a lot of us doing this kind of spiral and bleeding effect.â He explained.Â
âYeah but, âsomeoneâ?â Mark straightened, hands in his pockets while Jisungâs hand ghosted over it, almost frozen as he spoke skeptically. âVery little of us even use this many colors in one piece.â He reminded the younger male.Â
âBut someone used a shit ton of green before.â Jisung retorted, shifting his gaze to the two in anticipation for either of them to recall the individual he vaguely mentioned. However, Mark and Seungmin exchanged concerned gazes, earning an exasperated sigh.Â
âOkay. Clearly, weâre not on the same page.â Jisung grumbled, straightening as he grimaced, grabbing the hanging strip. âMaybe itâs because itâs been so long. But if itâs what I think it is, then this is fucked up.â He said through gritted teeth.
Without a warning, he tugged at the white sheet. As if in retaliation, it emitted another shriek as the threads loosened, stretching into a long, exposing strip.Â
âJisung, whatâre you doing!â Seungmin hissed, eyes widened as Jisung viciously pulled the canvas sheet. The rip was loud, echoing as the tear was endless as Jisungâs persistence and grunts to free the hidden work. âJaemin said to leave that alone!â
âFuck leaving it alone!â Jisung snapped, becoming more aggressive as he yanked at the sheets when the boardâs painted contents were unraveling before them. âTake one good look at this and try to tell me that this isn't fucked up!â
âDude, come on.â Mark groaned, walking over as he caught the ripped strip of sheet. âWeâre just as annoyed as you are that itâs just sitting here like that.â He winced as Jisung tore a larger chunk, adamant of stopping. âBut you know he..â Markâs voice faded as his eyes widened, eyes running over the exposed art.
He watched as green oozed in spirals, revealing different gradients of blue and turquoise to accompany the vigorous color. Rather than appearing grand in its massive size, it was overwhelming than remarkable. To Mark, it was painted so vividly and chaotically that it felt almost invading, uncomfortably overloading his visual sensory that he stepped back.Â
But their eyes were glued on the black, nightmarish spider now looming above them, with venomously green accents, fangs dripping that sent shivers throughout Markâs body. Surrounding it was white, blotched mist, adding more to the ominous imagery that peered down at them in its horrifying glory.
âWe shouldâve known.â
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"Uka Uka unknowingly paved the way for our bright future. Once my Rift Generator is complete, dominion over all of time and space will be within our grasp!" N. Tropy stands by the Rift Generator, speaking about his plan. While Tulip and Cortex are by a device when Tropy is speaking about his plan. Cortex silently mocks him, which made Tulip chuckle at that before they go back to tinkering with the device they're with.
"N. Gin, N. Brio... you had some little projects you wanted to tell me about?" Cortex's henchmen; N. Gin and N. Brio approach behind him to tell their leader on evil plans they each came up with.
"Gin!" The possum spotted her co-worker who she treats him as her friend. "Greetings, Master's... new companion." N. Gin came across to his possum friend, and gave her off a handshake by his mechanical arm. "Soâ Wanna explain to us about the... projects you and Brio been telling Cortex about?
"Master, my mechanical marvel will hypnotize you an army!" N. Gin said, clawing his mechanical hand. "And my potion will make me â ahem â them unstoppable!" Brio said, holding out his potion, before crossing his arms. "Right, yeah, fine, sure. Have fun with your... ray guns, or whatever." Cortex completely just didn't care about that and just let his loyal allies do what he thinks they do for their entire lives and just carries on with the device. Tulip just does the same, except she didn't mind, and just let them do what they want.
As N. Gin and N. Brio turn to head to their respective rifts, they bump into each other. N. Brio angrily tries to kick N. Gin, only for N. Gin to dodge and bite down on his shin. "Gin! Brio!?" Tulip yelled at the two. "Geez, break it upâ" "Hasten your steps!" Tropy interrupted her words right until she places them both down gently and they scamper off to the rift portals.
There it goes over to N Tropy's face "By my calculations, our enemies are already moving against us. And We. Will. Prevail." N Tropy gritted his teeth, before crossing the lines of his mouth, making a sinister smirk.
The possum shivers by that smile Tropy made, that made her nervous. Right by when she came to a platform; that takes her to an escape pod, and back to her home located at N. Sanity Island.
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ðŸ megumi.fm âž stats for this fortnight (+ 29th & 30th Apr)
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[15th - 30th Apr; week 17+18/52 || i decided to continue with last fortnight's game format because I loved it so much <3 i never thought I'd get around to updating this before the end of this week but i managed to do it pheww. i got quite a lot done in the past fortnight and I'm kind of proud of myself ^=^]
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Postponing introductions till next monday and thursday for the strike for Palestine on the 7th to the 9th! Remember to do your daily clicks and donate whichever way you can!
ðµðžDaily Click | ðEducate yourself on the history of palestine |𧵠Thread of donation links to help palestine | ðEsims for gaza
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The situation in Gaza has affected us greatly ðµðžð, forcing us to leave our homes ðïž and look for new shelter ð¶ââïž.
Life abroad is full of challenges ð€ïž, especially with increasing expenses such as university ð« and school fees ð.
We face daily financial difficulties ð° that make things even more complicated ð§³.
My goal is to raise £9000 ðµ to ease these financial burdens, and there is only £340 left to reach this amount ð.
Every support, no matter how small ð«, will make a huge impact in helping us ð€².
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oc questionnaire tag!
i was tagged by soooo many people to do this tag, and i will most certainly get around to doing a few more of these, but @queeniecook suggested i do this tag for shannon, so i'll start here â€ïžâ€ïž thank you for tagging me!! âš
and for now, i'll tag anyone who sees this and wants to participate! but i promise i'll go back through and tag specific people once i remember who all tagged me and do another round of these ￜￜￜ
NAME: shannon laoise o'reilly
she has very few pet peeves, but one of the biggest ones is people overreacting to her middle name for laughs and always having to walk people through figuring it out a billion times, even though it's said as simply as, "alicia without the first a!"
NICKNAMES: bug ð
bug as in ladybug because she has a very ladybug like appearance: freckles, hair color, height, and all!
GENDER: cis female
STAR SIGN: capricorn â
HEIGHT: 4'11"
ORIENTATION: straight
NATIONALITY/ETHNICITY: in all aspects, she's straight up irish ð®ðª her parents are both irish and she was born in cork, but she does have a second citizenship in america by virtue of her mother also being a dual citizen.
FAVORITE FRUIT: watermelon ð
FAVORITE SEASON: fall ð
FAVORITE FLOWER: dahlias ð
FAVORITE SCENT: oddly specific but the cozy cashmere scent from bath and body works
COFFEE, TEA, or HOT CHOCOLATE: tea 100%, now and forever â shannon is repulsed by coffee to the extent that the smell makes her feel ill. as for hot chocolate, she's very much indifferent about it.
AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: probablyyyyy like 5 hours? she has a hard time turning off her brain to fall asleep. most of the time, she closes her eyes and then five seconds later, she's trapped in an ADHD-fueled desire to research stuff on wikipedia for the next two hours until she can't stay awake anymore.
DOGS or CATS: cats! she has a siamese cat named minerva. as for dogs, she has a serious phobia of them, like she will not be in the same room as one and immediately escorts herself out at the speed of light if she sees one.
DREAM TRIP: her dream trip was italy, but she's recently been there with colm for their very delayed honeymoon (which occurred sort of off-screen in the story lol). now she'd say her next dream destination is somewhere like france or spain.
NUMBER OF BLANKETS: one blanket + a comforter
RANDOM FACT: she's writing a fantasy novel ð it's just very slow going because she's busy with her professorial responsibilities and research commitments at the moment, plus spending time with her husband now that they're living together again for the first time in years, but she means to publish it at some point!
#tag games#hlcn: oc info#hlcn: story extras#hlcn: shannon#y'all i miss writing for shannon </3#i need to bring her back asap it's been months since she got a feature#like she wasn't in either of the last two updates
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