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The Art of Being Seen - a Nancy Landgraab story

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𝔓𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔒𝔫𝔢 - 𝔜𝔬𝔲𝔱𝔥

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AN: Nancy's story will consist of 3 parts: Part One- Youth | Part Two - Uni | Part Three - Wife Three pivotal moments in Nancy’s life that shaped the Nancy we know today.

As mentioned in the prologue, this story may contain mature and possibly even uncomfy themes and all posts will have their corresponding trigger warners in the post as well as the tags. Trigger Warnings are: Homophobia / Religious Trauma / Death via Car Accident/ Drugs / Alcohol / Infidelity / Sex & Nudity

Also, I have experienced CAS burnout lately, so I aged down most of the townies to teens lol. I figured this version of Cassandra Goth can be the AU version since I’ve already wrote Bella and Morti Goth into my Briar legacy, which this story is apart of that universe.

Transcript:

Cassie: This is Blair Hall, the senior girls’ dorm, and if you ask me, it’s the best one. We have our own private library. Down there is the rec room; we’re not allowed to have the boys over unless it’s with a chaperone.

Cassie: We’re also the closest to the church, which is great for when we have group sessions before service. You won’t have to rush and scarf down breakfast, plus you can sleep in a little!

Nancy: [sarcastically] Gee, how’d I get so lucky?

Cassie: Sister Agnes always says, It’s not luck—it’s a blessing! Vacancies are hard to come by. My old roomie withdrew; she had a really hard time fitting in with the other girls. They can be... kind of intense.

Dina: Oh, look. Another pretty blonde rich girl. Like those aren’t a dime a dozen here.

Nina: [scoffs] Here we go...

Dina: I am not joking. I better not catch her ass around Don. The last hoochie he was tonguing down was also a skinny, flat-chested, blonde bimbo.

Vanessa: You need to put his weenie in a cage instead of fighting every girl that breathes the same air as him.

Dina: Well, he wouldn’t be tempted if these floozies would stay away from my man!

Vanessa: I guess dyeing your hair blonde isn’t working for you, huh?

Dina: Oh, shut it, VV. You’re just jealous he isn’t into redheads.

Nina: Hmm, I thought he was into redheads though.

Dina: Ugh, as if!

Cassie: You can pretty much decorate your space however you want. Just nothing that’s on the prohibited list. There’s a room check every night before curfew, and-

Nancy: What do you know about that redhead on the balcony?

Cassie: Dina?

Nancy: No, she said her name was Vanessa. I ran into her this morning but she didn’t mention her last name.

Cassie: Oh, yeah! VV. Vanessa Villareal. She’s- eh, one of the mean girls. I try to stay out their way. Probably best you do the same.

Nancy: [softly to herself] Villareal. So, she’s old money, too.

Cassie: Her family built the school. Guess that’s why she feels like she can do whatever she wants- eh, don’t tell anyone I said that!

Cassie: But, erm, you’re welcome to hang out with me and my friends during rec and lunch and stuff. I know how tough it can, being the new girl and all.

Nancy: Yeah? ...thanks- Cassie, was it?

Cassie: You’ll totally like my friends. They’re the coolest people on Earth.

Cassie: Definitely better than some people. You can tell who goes here because of their faith and who was forced here because of their lack of it.

Cassie: Hey guys! This is Nancy, she’s my new roomie.

Bob: No way, they filled Angela’s spot already? Money talks. I’m Bob, or Bobby, and this cool, tall drink of water is Geoffrey. Welcome to Paradise.

Bob: [whispers] Geoffrey! Say something to the pretty girl!

Geoffrey: [voice cracks] W-we’ve um, met already.

Geoffrey: Our dad’s are friends. I just haven’t seen her since we were 10 years old. She looks so... different.

Bob: Oh, I seeee. First love? Your ears are beet red, my man.

Bob: Take a seat, newbie! Are you into D&D, perchance?

Nancy: I have no idea what that is.

Bob: Oh, ho ho! You’re in for a treat, m’lady. I’ll catch you up from the beginning of our campaign.

Vanessa: You look so bored. Want to get out of here, new girl?

Vanessa: Don’t worry, I’ll return you back to your nerds in one piece.

Cassie: [grumbles] Um, hello, we’re sitting right here?

Nancy: Go where, exactly? This place is in the middle of nowhere.

Vanessa: Guess you’ll have to come and find out.

Nancy VO: [I learned then, that I would follow her anywhere]

Dina: There she goes, taking in another stray.

Nancy VO: [All she had to do was take my hand]

[lizardmanarts]

An updated version of this drawing.

[chizups]

She'll steal all his guns if it helps.

[multyfandomsdraws]

Some redesign and new characters for outertale yellow

[starmagnets]

doodled a whole bunch of uty characters from memory. cereus is there too bc he still won’t leave my brain.

[night-triumphantt]

I,,,, have @infamous-if brain rot so I threw another blorbo in there

Edit: here have some close ups bc tumblr destroyed the quality tf

[leavemetoplaythesims]

some late summer/early fall dina outfits featuring her fathers denim jacket that she stole because she underestimated how cold it would be.

[kalpeavaris]

i just now realized I didn't make my annual "art vs. artist" meme in 2024 gonna throw up anyway here have this now with the murder drones edition!!

also furries because I gotta stay on my grind I guess also look at this cool hat I got I love collecting cowboy hats and never wearing them 8)

[thezenanna]

She's not acid nor alkaline

Caught between black and white

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[dianamations]

MY SON IS FINISHED!! YIPPEEE!!!

Carbone is the main character of my upcoming webcomic, Shattered Reflection! Once a black sheep and a frail asset of his community now starts a revolt against an oppressive regime of snake people that mistreat them. He’s the trope of the dystopian savior, but with a huge twist near the end.

I’m hoping to post more character sheets pretty soon. I’d love to answer questions whether that be about the characters themselves or anything lore related! (Just nothing concerning the story cause spoilers 🤫).

[kendyb21]

Some angst and comfort. ❤️‍🩹

[lizardmanarts]

Dina showing off a little duplication trick she can do.

[chizups]

Artistic representation of what my FC5 ships have become since the first time I presented them.

[spiky-berry21]

G'day mates

Finally done with the second batch of Lack-oc/Sona headshots!

Really hope I did everyone justice 🥲

Lola Deluca belong to @blogplutopools

Nikolaus Ostrovsky belongs to @themissingrainfallkingdom

Dina Delancy belongs to @lumineary-arts

And finally, Flynn Mulligan belongs to @realbouru

Go check out their work if you haven't already, and as always: have a good day/night!

[kohvan]

Some NSFW pieces I made for @chizups

1st passage

…John buried his face in her chest, pressing his brow against the softness of her body, as if trying to dissolve himself in her embrace completely. He panted quietly, little puffs escaping his lips with every movement of her hand. Her fingers, wrapped around his shaft, worked almost effortlessly. Her touch was unlike anything he ever had before. It was full of… something. Care, perhaps? He couldn't think about it. Not now, not when it felt so good. Not when he had his moment of escape. "Shh, sweetie…" she whispered in his hair. "You're doing great…" Her words made him let out a small whimper. Almost a hiccuped cry of a lost child he felt himself right now. She kept her steady pace, her voice soozing like a lullaby, her warmth creeping into his own flesh and bones…

2nd passage

…As she moved her hips, sitting on top of him, their bodies pressed in a hug, she couldn't help but mewl his name over and over again. "Jacob… Jacob!.." She tightened her hug on his neck, almost burying her nose in his temple, lost in this haze of lust, or love even. She knew she should be quiet, but Lord, she couldn't bring herself to stop. Her lips found his ear once again as she let out a small, trembling whimper. Begging him to silence her. His hands grabbed her hips, steadying her, slowing her down. She was equally thankful for that and annoyed by that, yearning for more. "It's okay…" his voice, a low tremble that made her shudder, filled her head. "I've got you."

3rd passage

"...I know… I know…" his voice, more like a Devil's whisper, filled her ears. Poisoning. Consuming. The chapel behind the church was dark and smelled like dust and Bliss. Her forehead was pressed against a big cross painted in blood on the wooden wall. Her skirt shoved up and aside. Every time his hips hit hers, she let out a sound: a mix of a moan, a cry, and a prayer. "Don't stop…" Joseph commanded, calm as always, even when he kept pushing himself into her again and again. "Forgive me…" she started only to trip over another moan. "Father…" her voice got high-pitched. She gulped the dusty air in, trying to keep it quiet. "…f-for I have sinned…" she managed to spill, almost hoarse from all of the emotions.

[pigeonwbraces]

Oops got possessed and drew creepypasta stuff