i humbly offer you this edit that took me three (3) whole days in the midst of starting s4 of tmmm LATE TO THE GAME. please enjoy it. i love it. i'm having so much fun & they are so dear to my heart.
i love streisand & she just FITS this series so well. the urge to do happy days are here again is also very strong. up next is potentially a smidge "love is the opening door" or "killer queen" :]
PS: mxonyx is just a personal handle, there are no actual accounts associated with it hehe. if I start to post more, i'll let y'all know!
In lieu of some medical bills I wasn’t fully expecting coming up, I’ve decided to open a ko-fi, and with that, commissions! I’m only doing Wings of Fire for now, but I can do character refs, headshots/icons, and even just art of 1-3 characters! Hopefully I’ll be able to expand from this in the future, and thank you for taking a look!
Landlord said they'd be doing inspections yesterday (they didn't, in our apartment anyway) so we, with some help from partners, spent hours of time & energy cleaning & trying to make it look like our partner not on the lease didn't actually live here. Lily did most of the fronting so at least it wasn't as emotionally taxing on me in particular. But physically? Completely wiped us out, we did nothing for the rest of the day, very very sore & tired.
Wake up this morning, we're sore as hell & in so so much pain. I pulled a muscle laughing at something - it hurt to breathe without an ice pack for a solid hour. Took 4 hours of rest to just get up & make food. The pain is fucking awful. Why is our body like this. Yesterday's work was so easy for everyone else - light objects, walking back & forth, dishes, etc. Why is it so hard for us specifically.
Stupid fucking landlord company too. Their stupid fucking fearmongering "oh we're gonna inspect ur apartment better have everything in order or we're gonna kick you out! Psyche! We're not actually doing inspections, we just made you do all that labor & then sit anxious watching the door for 4 hours for NO FUCKING REASON!" Never mind the 2+ days lost because now we can barely take care of ourselves, let alone get things done or even have leisure tine outside of the phone. I hate it so so much.
Went camping. Saw the northern lights. Didn’t lose my head at a child. Got home safe. …. Finds a tick. I got surgery next week, i gotta finish uni this month. I can’t be doing with getting Lyme disease. This things been on me for days. It’s itchy but I can’t scratch it cause I’m waiting on someone getting home to remove it. In all my years camping I’ve never gotten a tick. Until now.
LEFTTIGEROBSERVATION | a writeblr (re)introduction
hello! hope you're having a spectacular day & a wonderful moment. please feel free to engage & i'm excited to see you around :]
ABOUT ME
-> my name is blue/onyx/vincent valentin (which is a pseud! but i love my many names, and i love the people who call me them) pronouns they/them (neos: bun/fond)
-> i write literary fiction (an amalgamation of slice-of-life and poetic exploration), but really appreciate sci-fi and fantasy and am delving into it occasionally! (i also love medical shows in the daily)
-> i'm a jew by choice, still seeking to convert, and am afrikaans, french & german by trade /j i'm also currently learning mandarin chinese, hsk level 3 :]
-> i draw photorealistic portraits & love to read all kinds of things!
WHY YOU'RE SEEING THIS & (MY WRITING)
-> The Female Gaze (abv. to TFG): In the aftermath of their father's murder, Lucille Yataki moves to a Parisian group home and turns into one of the most famed models almost by fate. After purchasing a Catskill manor and vanishing off that name for three years, they return to the world far too known and stumble into the life of one photographer by the name of Zephyr Carolyn Sage. In an unlikely friendship, the two slowly start to break away each other's isolation tendencies and find a life out of trauma.
intro post here; wip tag here. & lucille - zephyr - parker - oliver - avery - gerard. memes here. CARRD HERE.
-> Say It Like It Is (abv. to SILII): Left stranded on a nearly deserted Earth after a raging family prophecy came true, untrained Doctor Talitha Zaire starts every day watching a single, large ship hovering above her makeshift house. In a catastrophic meeting, she embarks on a journey to hover around on an Earth she never lived in, and accidentally finds a society worthy of rebuilding.
intro post here; wip tag here. & characters to follow.
OTHER
my writing instagram here. my talking tag here. my ao3 here. my art here.
WIPS I LIKE <3
@werewolfsbutch's the sparrows & universe; @fluoresensitive's everything they write ngl; @yvesdot's forest castles; @albatris's rental car; @chayscribbles's andromeda rogue & the gemini heist;
@woodhousejay's and onward into the bright, bright future; @goose-books's duodecimal & valentine van velt is dead; @peppermintlark's iron-bred, violet born & like thunder below; @svpphicwrites's the matchbox boys;
@atelierwriting's the drowned girl & the bluebell thief; @seasteading's the temporal heart; @juls-writes's celestial; @kingswriting's everything and nothing; @harrowingwords's chaos in justice & a revenant in amber; @ratdesk's foolproof.
yall-im so obsessed with this even though i cant seem to wrap my head around the thought of PM! Ranpo. like- maybe im to scared of him being over powered or smth but another reason is..he calls himself the greatest detective every. single. SECOND. you cant miss it. bro says it even for the people in the back and then 10 more times for good measure 😭
I mean maybe that would compel him to leave the pm??? but then again i dont see him ever joining in the first place. i just can't..or taking it seriously..even if Mori found him first, realistically Ranpo would be the biggest little shit to him and dont get me started on how Ranpo in the port mafia would effect Dazai, Chuuya and everyone i will LITERALLY not shut up about this au and this post is long enough already-
ANYWAY
i need to start posting on here too and not just my @crabisnasty1234 blog- i keep forgetting i have three 😭