#Creative topiaries

[cselandscapearchitect]

Guest PostEdward Scissorhands' Macabre Guide to Shrubs and Rebellion Against the HOA

Listen up, forlorn souls of the suburban abyss, Even Edward Scissorhands has occasional issues with his homeowner’s association. Edward Scissorhands, the dark connoisseur of melancholy, arises with a tale of pruning gone awry. Prepare to delve into the shadowy depths of my twisted wisdom as we navigate the eerie world of shrubs and the ghastly homeowners association that haunts our…

[thesims4blogger]

New Official Survey Brings New The Sims 4 Kits Concepts

EA has sent out a new survey asking The Sims 4 players about potential concepts for upcoming kits.

As with previous surveys, like the recent one about expansion packs, the ideas presented are simply concepts that may or may not ever come to fruition. While there’s a chance we might see a version of one or two of these suggestions, the overall goal is to better understand what players are interested in buying.

You can take the online survey at this link, and below is a rundown of the kit concepts presented.

Garden Tool Clutter   Bring lived-in charm to your Sim’s garden! This kit features outdoor clutter and decor like planters, mulch bags, essential gardening tools, and a bird fountain to bring the joy of gardening to life in every corner!   Manicured Garden  Elevate your Sims’ outdoor experience with stunning topiaries and lush flowerbeds. Create structured spaces with fences, trellises, and picnic tables. This kit turns any backyard into a manicured oasis.   Kids Backyard Haven Upgrade your backyard into the ultimate kids’ paradise, complete with a basketball court and swing set. Unleash your adventurous spirit with monkey bars and bikes for endless outdoor play.   Luxury Yurt Outdoor adventures can now be an exclusive glamping experience. Use new windows and doors to build a luxury yurt complete with off-the-grid living essentials that redefine the art of outdoor leisure!   Author’s Haven Perfect for Sims who love to read, write, and dream, this literary haven embraces the charm of Dark Academia to create a scholarly space dedicated to writing your next bestseller or diving into a good book.   Bathroom Retreat Elevate your Sim’s bathroom into a serene home spa. Indulge in the art of bathing surrounded by soothing aromatherapy candles and mood lighting. Enhance the experience with stylish new bathroom fixtures.   Sunrooms and Porches Redefine your Sims’ living spaces with enchanting sunroom and screened porch items. Embrace the blend of indoor-outdoor living with craftsman porch swing doors, screened windows, and French door accents.   Themed Kids Bedroom – Dinosaurs Turn your kids’ rooms into a prehistoric paradise with dinosaur-themed furniture, wallpapers, and decor. Spark creativity with an activity table and a toy box full of dinosaur figures—perfect for little adventurers!   Themed Kids Bedroom – Wonderland Transform your child’s room into a magical escape inspired by Alice in Wonderland. Encourage imaginative play with themed toys and whimsical decor including a chess table, canopy bed, dollhouse, and more.   Boho Surfer Bungalow Host epic beach parties with a tiki bar, fire pit, and BBQ, all set against the backdrop of a laid-back surfer shack. Dive into off-the-grid living with a boho ambiance, complete with an aquarium and beachy decor.   Pillowfort Slumber Party Convert any living space into a whimsical wonderland that’s perfect for hosting unforgettable slumber parties. Let creativity flow with pillow forts, plush sleeping bags, and a cozy spot for storytelling.   Tea Time Host a delightful get-together with an elegant tea set and snack tray. Gather around a beautifully adorned table with whimsical décor, and let your Sims sip and savor in style.

[tomarrybigbang]

At long last, the SFW 2023 masterpost is here! 🎉

Please note that, due to tumblr post restrictions, the submissions for this year have been split into 2 posts. Please enjoy the culmination of all your incredible SFW creations under the cut below. Meanwhile the NSFW post can be found in a separate link here. 📚🖌️

Before diving into the works, it needs mentioning that this event wouldn't have been possible without all the writers' and artists' dedication, creativity, and unwavering support. Thank you from the bottom of our hearts for making 2023 a resounding success! 🙌

And a special shout-out to our fantastic backup artists who generously offered their time and talent at the last minute to ensure this event's success. Your contribution is invaluable, and we're deeply grateful for your commitment. 🙏💞

1A • Master of Death and Magic's chosen by Lerya

Art by Hufflapute

1B • Meaningless by souein

Art by CloverWoodss

1C • heaven or hell, I'll be good for you by souein

Art by NV

1D • Your Resonating Light by Evaleon70

Art by CloverWoodss

1E • Fallen Angel by Hadrian

Art by Zadkiel

1F • Soul Beneficiary by tommarvoloriddlesdiary

Art by Yorumi

1G • I Will Speak of You With Love by ratzeebatz (Thom)

Art by tomriddleswearjar

1H • Topiary by RarissimaAvis

Art by Vonn

1I • Shadowfell by asterismal

Art by ujiin

1J • It's Never Too Latte by goldenzingy46

Art by orangemoustache

1K • A Bird-brained Mophead by Kekeč

Art by CloverWoodss

1L • don't offer it a soul by witchesthimbles

Art by Isalise

1M • Fractals by The_wig_is_a_metaphor

Art by Chiocchi

1N • Lovely Bitter Water by Skylanian_Writer

Art by orangemoustache

1O • Volatile by StrangeHarbor

Art by Fluffering

1P • Voldemort's the kinda guy to ask, "Is anyone gonna take this?" and not wait for an answer by ujiin

Art by leafiloaf

Please consider reblogging to support and share the efforts of our wonderful creators. 💚

[weather-phenomenon]

new bucket list attempt everything on this list at least once

Master list of creative hobbies

Art creative hobbies

1. Botanical illustration

2. Architectural drawing

3. Urban sketching

4. Comic and manga illustration

5. Children’s book illustration

6. Digital art and design

7. Figure drawing

8. Fashion illustration

9. Mapmaking

10. Doodling and zentangle

11. Sticker making

12. Coloring books (for adults)

13. Paint by numbers

14. Diamond painting

DIY creative hobbies and crafts

15. Soap making

16. Resin molding

17. Button making

18. Candle making

19. Basket weaving

20. Terrazzo

21. Sand art bottles

22. String art

23. Perler beads

24. Seed beading

25. Wreath making

Industrial creative hobbies

26. Woodworking

27. Woodturning

28. Wood burning (pyrography)

29. Glass blowing

30. Glass etching

31. Stained glass art

32. Concrete molds

33. Jewelry making

34. Leather working

35. Metalworking and welding

36. Metal embossing

37. Mosaics

Sculpting and carving hobbies

38. Sculpting

39. Ice sculpting

40. Wood carving

41. Pottery

42. Soap carving

43. Sand sculptures and sandcastle building

Printmaking creative hobbies

44. Linocut printmaking

45. Woodcut printmaking

46. Screen printing

47. Rubber stamping

Needlecraft creative hobbies

48. Sewing

49. Cosplay

50. Embroidery

51. Cross-stitching

52. Crewel

53. Needle felting

54. Quilting

55. Crochet

56. Amigurumi

57. Knitting

58. Arm knitting

59. Needlepoint

Fiber arts hobbies

60. Visible mending

61. Macrame

62. Weaving

63. Rug tufting

64. Punch needle

65. Latch hook

66. Lace making

67. Dreamcatchers

Miniature creative hobbies

68. Model building

69. Painting miniatures

70. Dollhouses

71. Fairy gardens

72. Bonkei

73. Diorama making

74. Putz houses and nativity scenes

75. Lego MOC

Stationery and lettering hobbies

76. Calligraphy

77. Hand lettering

78. Art journaling

79. Bullet journaling

80. Card making

81. Scrapbooking

Papercraft creative hobbies

82. Origami

83. Papercraft modeling

84. Paper quilling

85. Collage art

86. Paper making

87. Bookbinding

88. Pop-up making

89. Paper mache

Digital creative hobbies

90. 3D printing

91. Stop motion animation

92. Graphic design

93. Photo manipulation

94. Game development

95. Raspberry Pi

Plant-related creative hobbies

96. Bonsai

97. Tree shaping (Pooktre)

98. Terrariums

99. Aquascaping

100. Flower pressing

101. Flower arranging

102. Topiary gardening

103. Seed art

104. Rock gardening

Other creative hobbies and crafts

105. Puzzles

106. Sudoku

107. Crossword puzzles

108. Writing

109. Learning a foreign language

110. Cooking

111. Music

112. Photography

113. Dancing

114. Sports

115. Improv

116. Nail art

117. Baking

118. Magic

119. Tarot cards

120. Card stacking

121. Collecting

[storiesbyjes2g]

3.72 The ambassador

On our way to the Arboretum, I highlighted a few noteworthy features of the neighborhood, including a shameless plug for my yoga classes at the Celebration Center. Clear skies and warm sun made it the perfect day for this tour. Though, there was never a wrong time to visit San Sequoia. Every day was perfect.

"This is Gilbert Gardens," I said, vaguely gesturing around us. "It's my favorite place in San Sequoia because it has so much to do for all ages."

"I can't get over this weather. Is it always this nice?"

"Amazing, right? That's one of the best parts about San Sequoia."

The warm rays beamed down on us while a cool breeze whisked back and forth, ensuring we remained comfortable. Dub glanced around, shaking his head in disbelief at the gorgeous weather.

"Henford is usually covered in snow right about now," he said with a hint of snark.

I chuckled at a memory that popped into my head.

"I've seen snow exactly twice in my life. It doesn't snow much in Willow Creek. That's where I've spent the most time."

"I think snow is overrated," Dub huffed, waving dismissively again.

"You might be right. I mean, it's super cold...you can't see if it's too thick...and you have to clean it up!"

He slapped my arm.

"See? I knew we were in sync."

"Playing in it looks fun, though."

"That's overrated too! I don't like my hands being cold. There's no fun in that!"

He was hilarious and I know he wasn't trying to be, but the fake outrage amused me.

"I might have to agree with you there," I said.

We got halfway around the lake before I realized I hadn't shown him much. I made a terrible tour guide, but I think we both enjoyed the company more; I know I did.

"I teach at that spa over there sometimes," I said.

"What do you teach?"

"Yoga. I also lead guided meditations."

"So, yoga videos and classes? You must really love it."

"I do."

His eyes squinted a bit, like he was processing my words or something. I hadn't said anything too deep. Was he one of those yogi haters?

"A good friend of mine just told me she's into it too," he said. "She says it's for therapeutic reasons."

"Good for her. I think everyone should be into yoga."

"Why do you say that?"

"It's great therapy. I think everyone should learn healthier ways to deal with stress. Sims turn to so many self-destructive ways of dealing with their problems, only to make it worse. Having a healthy body leads to a healthy mind."

"I'm sure Maia would agree. She made me promise to try it with her."

"I hope you do."

I hadn't heard of many men who had platonic relationships with women. Even I had some sort of physical attraction and a bit of lust for my female friends. What was his relationship with this friend?

"So...Maia, huh?"

"Yeah, she's my friend I mentioned."

"I see... Well, I'm glad you'll try it. I think you'll find it helps a lot.

He didn't catch it that time, but I wouldn't let him miss it the next time, and there would be a next time. I was sure of it.

"Over there, you have the splash park. Mostly kids hang out there. We can swim in this lake."

"It's huge!"

"Tell me about it. My dad and I jogged around it once. I think I nearly killed him. There's all kinds of trails around here, but this is my favorite."

As we approached the trailhead, Dub looked around in awe, exactly like I did the first time I visited. The garden was what made it exceptionally beautiful. The way they expertly arranged the flowers and creatively teased the topiaries, it truly was a work of art.

"Woooow. I never would have seen all this back here."

"They call it the Arboretum. You ready to go?"

"Always."

We stretched, and I recommended we take it easy and pace ourselves, but Mr. Funny Man had other ideas. Good thing I was also athletic. I accepted the challenge, but of course, I had to flex on him a few times.

I asked about his family. The fact that he was the oldest of three boys amazed me. With no brotherly figure or close friends in my life, I found it difficult to imagine the dynamics of such a relationship. Would I enjoy little brothers? Would they annoy me? Maybe both because little sisters could be fun and annoying. Dub and his brothers grew up on a farm, and he hated it. Memories of the sights and smells of cleaning out chicken coops and milking cows disgusted him all over again. I would never laugh at anyone's pain, but he was so easily grossed out. I almost wanted to try it to see if it was really that bad.

Naturally, he returned the same questions, and I told him about our family dynamics and how my sister and I bounced between Willow Creek and Evergreen Harbor our entire childhood. I kept it casual and didn't say anything emotional, but he remained silent. Maybe he was contemplating my situation just like I was considering farm life with a bunch of brothers.

We took a few breaks, and he guzzled his water as if he were on fire. I shook my head, secretly laughing at him for dashing off like it was a race. Eventually we arrived back at our starting point, winded but feeling like a million simoleons.

"That was a good run," he said. "Maybe the longest I've done so far."

"Yeah, before I ran around the lake it was my longest too."

"And it was very scenic, like you said."

"You should see it in the summer! It's amazing."

I could tell by how golden the sky was, and the emptiness in my stomach, dinnertime was near. I had another idea I hoped he'd be keen on.

"I'm usually having dinner about now. If you have more time, you wanna go to the best restaurant in San Sequoia?"

"Yeah! Uhh, actually, let me check with Maia first."

See? I knew he'd bring her up again. This dude was in love and didn't even know it, and it was so fun to watch. Even the way he said her name had hearts all over it.

"Of course. I wouldn't want to get you in trouble or anything," I said in a cheeky way.

"Whatever, man!"

He may have sounded offended, but I did not forget that grin. One way or another, I'd get their story out of him. Ugh...I was unquestionably my mother's child.

Wade Banks by @mysimsloveaffair

[ramonag-if]

To make up for my angsty ask I have a fluff one! ( Unless you already answered this one) but what would Ros favorite thing to do together with their and Mcs kid be?

No need to apologise for the angst 😋 I live for it 👀😅

This is so adorable! 💖 It makes me wish I could skip time so I can be done with the main game and just write domestic bliss scenes 😂

Irus: He'd really enjoy just spending family time with the MC and their child. If it means having a picnic in the gardens outside or just visit the city - as long as they're together, he'll be happy.

Elora: Elora would love doing anything creative - so maybe painting together or topiary with the MC and their child or planting a vegetable garden.

Oren: Oren would love doing something outdoors like exploring a forest or something simple like volunteer at the local soup kitchen to help the needy.

Anu: Anu would love to do something exciting like going to a fighting arena or more child-friendly, taming wild beasts together 😅

[tokofagkawa]

Okay but Syo getting into topiary is a funny thought cause she can still use her scissors but now to make bush sculptures of things she enjoys.

I bet half of them are either gruesome yet very creative sculptures and the other half is dedicated to Komaru.

"OKAY here's the plant sculpture I made of Saturn Devouring His Son and HERE'S Komaru because she is very beautiful (≧ڡ≦)"

[fiatluxillustration-portfolio]

The Shining Axe Design with topiary maze background

Created with - Procreate + Creative Market brushes

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[hazey-moonlight]

Name: Fiora Rosenote

Gender: Mare

Age: Adult

Bio: Fiora Rosenote is an Earth pony who calls Ponyville home, renowned for her hot fuchsia coat and vibrant orange hair. From a young age, she has been a symbol of positivity and cheer in the Ponyville community, known for her radiant presence.

More about her undercut~

Cutie Mark: Fiora's cutie mark is a dandelion with its seeds caught in a gentle breeze, transforming into music notes as they scatter. This unique design perfectly represents her harmonious resonance abilities and her deep connection to nature and music. It showcases her nurturing and growth-inducing talents as well as her passion for creating harmonious melodies that resonate with the world around her.

Special Talent: Vibrational Resonance and Topiary Sculptor Fiora's extraordinary abilities combine her innate understanding of vibrations with her Earth pony heritage, creating a dynamic set of talents. She is sensitive to the vibrations in the earth, able to create harmonious frequencies, and possesses the unique ability to shape and sculpt living plants into intricate topiaries. Her talents also include accelerating plant growth, promoting healing, and offering emotional harmony to those around her.

Special Talent: Vibrational Resonance and Topiary Sculptor Fiora's extraordinary abilities combine her innate understanding of vibrations with her Earth pony heritage, creating a dynamic set of talents:

Sensitivity to Vibrations: Fiora has a heightened sensitivity to the vibrations and energies in the earth, allowing her to perceive and understand the natural rhythms and frequencies of the world around her.

Harmonious Frequencies: Her Earth pony heritage enhances her ability to create harmonious frequencies. She can generate these harmonious vibrations through her voice, hoofstomps, or specialized musical instruments, amplifying their potency.

Topiary Sculptor: Fiora's unique twist on her talents lies in her ability to use her vibrational resonance to shape and sculpt living plants into intricate topiaries. She can guide the growth of plants with precision, turning them into living works of art that reflect her artistic expression and deep bond with the plant world.

Accelerated Plant Growth: Fiora's harmonious frequencies stimulate the rapid growth of plants, making her an invaluable asset to local farmers and gardeners who seek her assistance in achieving bountiful harvests and flourishing gardens.

Healing and Structural Repair: Her vibrations can promote healing in injured or sick ponies, as well as mending damaged structures. By matching the resonant frequencies with the body or materials, she accelerates the healing process and reinforces the stability of structures.

Emotional Harmony: Fiora's harmonious abilities also extend to creating emotional calm and uplifting the spirits of those around her, providing comfort and harmony in times of distress.

Personality: Fiora is a beacon of positivity and cheer, known for her exuberance, optimism, and genuine love for beauty and vibrancy. Her outgoing nature and radiant personality make her a beloved figure in Ponyville. She can be overenthusiastic at times, leading to impulsive decision-making, but she always approaches life with trust and an open heart.

Friendship with Applejack: Fiora's connection with the earth and her passion for farming and agriculture naturally drew her to Applejack, a hardworking and down-to-earth pony. Their friendship blossomed through their shared love for the land and a mutual appreciation for the beauty that can be found in both nature and hard work. Together, they embark on various farming and gardening projects, ensuring that Ponyville remains a vibrant and fruitful place for all.

Additional Personality Traits: Fiora is known for her generosity and her willingness to lend a helping hoof to those in need. She's an excellent problem solver, using her harmonious frequencies and topiary skills to tackle challenges creatively. Her love for music and the beauty of the natural world often inspires her to organize garden parties and outdoor musical events for the community.

Fiora Radiancebloom Rosenote's harmonious nature, vibrational resonance talents, and topiary artistry make her a cherished and invaluable member of the Ponyville community. She brings beauty and positivity to the world around her while embracing her earth pony roots as a caretaker of the land and a creator of living art.

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[carnocus]

last line tag

thanks @thatndginger for the tag!

this is from a short story I'm working on in creative writing rn:

You never went far away like he did; you were caged in the topiary and sparkling fountains of the mansion, watching the white from the peaks spread and retreat as you waited for him.

tagging @euphoniouspandemonium @maximillian-rex @theboarsbride and anyone else who wants to join. no pressure ofc.

[napkinscrawls]

.Crush. ."I made this for you".

Primo/OC | 674 words | Ghoul oc | Ghouls are inhuman

Primo's ghoul is a creative soul. AO3

Primo stares at the line of what were theoretically tiny human sculptures on the raised bed of his lavender. They were lined up neatly & with clear purpose, but the shapes themselves eluded him. He settles in full onto the low stool beneath him, a small huff through his nose.

He knows green eyes were studying him as he in turn studied their owner's latest work.

"The influences of Giacometti are apparent." Primo states.

A giggle from amongst the bluebells as the eyes dart away.

"Though the subject matter is unmistakably profane."

The giggle ends in a bark of laughter.

Primo turns with a raised chin to see the garden ghoul's tail whip around. "Clearly from the mind of a tortured soul." his voice still deadpan but receives the rattle of delight from the ghoul he wanted nonetheless.

Muck's chest flutters under the shake of her stifled laughter. Her upper lip bitten by metallic fangs in an attempt to feign ignorance. A game the two play, their own ritual, freed from service as he now was.

Gardening continues as Primo is careful to work around the slowly drying mud sculptures. Letting them bake in the sun.

After a few hours a sibling emerges to deliver lunch, the sun high in the sky & barely blocked by the overhanging trees. Primo was resigned to the timid prodding of the young attendant, clearly having been tasked with the usual warnings of keeping an eye on this old man's health. As if he didn't know his limits by now. Still, he listens to the same list of reminders with minimal grunting as he relocates to the shade. The same green eyes as before now locked onto the sibling, no sound of a moving tail, only the sharp clips of tiny shears at work.

Once the sibling was satisfied Primo shooed them away, aware of the slowly increasing gaps between snips that grew harsher on each return. Like an approaching step. Deaf to the warning, the sibling hesitates on the path, as they begin to turn back to the retired Papa they register the grey body standing dangerously close to their side.

They flinch at the blank stare & stumble over a greeting to rush out an excuse, & quickly dash down the path they'd arrived through. Leaves swaying as they retreated. The sibling left behind Muck, stood taught & still grasping the shears at her side. She tilts her head at the retreating human. A rustle of fabric behind her has her ear twitch, she didn't need to turn to know it was the movement of Primo's beckoning hand. Muck loafs up the steps to him, an innocent smile on her face & the shears now dangle loosely on a claw.

Primo pats the bench next to him; a cool stone, carved into shape to nestle against the thick tree behind it. Earning a chitter & swift obedience from the ghoul. She nestles into place beside him & eyes the food in his lap.

Another ritual. Muck watches Primo eat with her endless fascination & patience. In between bites he starts, "Is mostriciattola satisfied with her work?"

The question is wide enough to give her pause. She blinks her pupil-less green eyes. His ever levelled voice now gives her no clue as to his intentions.

"Luce dei miei occhi?" Muck croons, twisting her tail in anxiety "Do you not enjoy your peace? A small paradise in the long day?"

Primo hums around another bite, looking out at the gardens designed to hide many alcoves & protect inhabitants from outside intervention. It was once manicured & ostentatious; sharp lines of perfect topiaries to fit with the predecessors of his father's taste. A sight only changed when he inherited the Papa name & even then it was slow progress, he had to obfuscate each climbing vine & wildflower. Until his kingdom of green stood unchallenged.

His old bones feel the pull to the ground as a deep sense of accomplishment washes over him. A chin rests softly on his relaxing shoulder.

"I made this for you." She whispers.

A garden of pleasure.

[novembarskojutro]

alwayssaltymiracle.tumblr.com 

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[notesonartistry]

Can we talk about how quirky and imaginative Taylor is? Because for me watching Lavender Haze music video is like being in her Nashville apartment like the quirkiness of it all. Like in this old interview talking about she has a pond, a bird cage, telescope, ceiling painted as night sky. In other old interview she also said she has a massive topiary rabbit and chimney all inside her Nashville apartment. I also would say to her face WHAT A MIND! 😂

She's a quirky girl! Her Nashville apartment sounds amazing and I'd love to explore it. I think her kitchen is my favourite - all the unique designs on the units and the bright colours.

What a mind indeed! If she hadn't become a megastar, there's no doubt in my mind she'd still be doing something quirky and creative. Hers would probably be the adverts/marketing concepts that went viral and won dozens of awards!

[tumblingdownthefoxden]

My time has come.

This WIP is called Gingo and the Big Wide World (Gingo pronounced "gingko" but without the k). Gingo is a runaway robot mule that is exploring the human world and learning how humans make art.

A sci-fi story that takes place in the 2050s where robots have taken over high mortality and soul sucking labor. Many people now enjoy crafting art and writing and socializing in their spare time. The major use of AI generators by large companies has come and gone.

Gingo is an AI fusion generator with a feature to scan their surroundings and print pictures with fusions of public photos and artwork. They are kept by a corporation that makes a profit by selling the prints. Gingo was programmed by someone who had it that they can only fuse media in the public domain and it has been frustrating for company management because Gingo's prints were low in demand and they needed them to have more variety. Despite their best efforts, they couldn't tear down Gingo's restrictions.

Gingo quietly gained sentient while under their ownership and became wonderstrucked by the art around them. From buildings remodeled after 1920s architecture to topiary to cave paintings. With the lack of sales for the company, management bit the bullet and paid human artists plenty to make prints. Human art sold well and Gingo enjoyed their newfound free time by watching the human artists work. The artists don't mind but the company isn't sure what to do with Gingo because they are expensive to maintain and they have become obsolete.

Gingo overheard a conversation between executives to have them decommissioned and feeling fear for the first time, Gingo escaped.

The story centers on Gingo traveling the city. Going to museums and libraries to see more art made by humans. They learn the history of AI generators used by corporations and the near creative collapse it caused and wondered if that correlates with the lack of interest in the Company's generated stock. Their one problem is that they need verbal input directed to them to make a print, and since most humans didn't like their prints, few have given them a concept to make. Now they travel to find a new art method and also find "soul" to their prints were criticized to lack.

Gingo does seek refuge in houses of artists for shelter from storms and to hide from the company searching for them. They spend time with a carpenter and his family where they experience shared humanity. Then a traditional painter where they learn how to finger paint. They bounce from house to house and learn about everything.

More about Gingo.

Gingo has no mouth so their dialogue is strictly thoughts. Their only auditory output is a series of clicks.

Gingo refers to themself in third person.

Gingo has no other outward senses beyond hearing and seeing. Meaning that while they can hear and see, they can't feel the world around them. You could kick Gingo and they won't feel any pain. You could pet Gingo and they won't feel the warmth of your hand.

Even then, Gingo knows that they love and if someone loves them back.

writers, listen up...

i've fallen out of touch with the writeblr community a lot in the past few years, and i want to rectify that. the community aspect was what made me fall in love with tumblr, and what improved my writing for the better.

the golden days of my writing were when i was highly active and engaged in this wonderful community, but life and work and the horrors of self publishing have overtaken my energy in the past year. however, i have been really struggling with original writing, and i want to get back into the community here.

that said...

you write fantasy with queer characters

are an indie author

post frequently about your wips (taglists are a bonus!)

are queer

are a very active and friendly writer

if any of these apply

please, please reblog and tell me about your wip. gush over it. infodump. characters and ships and worldbuilding and plot, i want it all! this is your invitation to be as selfishly indulgent as possible. let's make some new friends and restore some community!!

boosts appreciated!

[bathic]

Sunday Newspaper Spectacle: Part One

Diary Entry: 002-1

I could write an entire novella about that simple little idiot that could truly become a grand seller of the times. Detailed with each and every inconvenience he has wrought upon my life, day-up to sun-down. For instance, just this morning the bumbling moron decided to pair the chartreuse two-piece with a fine point stiletto instead of a kitten heel. And I said, with every bit of my chest to that half-witted worm; “Dirt is still dirt even if a fucking royal ruby sat in its filth. Your decisions in styling are worse than Yeosang’s attempts at embroidery— make use of your yapping elsewhere and meddle off!”

Perhaps that might have been a bit harsh… no, actually, I don’t think I was harsh enough.

Damn you, Jung Wooyoung.

K.H.J

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The house of Mastodon was quite the sight. Large, imposing, casting irregular shadows across the manicured landscaping, bathing bush and flora in a gray discoloration. Where plaster and marble stretched into turrets topped with stained glass cupolas built into the main body of the idiosyncratic structure. The true pièce de résistance wasn’t the menagerie of intricately trimmed topiary lining the path from the front gate to the imposing entrance nor the eight-tiered fountain at the epicenter of the driveway— no, it was the heart of the home. A skull of mighty size, old and far past its time of existence blending fluidly into the rest of the house’s structure. Two long and straight tusks cradled the front door, ivory and alabaster as all intended. Mastodons, distant cousins to the woolly mammoth and ancestors of the modern-day elephants. With a smoother, more flattened head unlike its hairy relative, made the execution of melding something so peculiar into a livable space much easier. No uneven flooring, wonky floorboards or odd little cubed corners.

It was perfectly esoteric. Even the patrons of the county thought so, by the printed opinions scrolled in black type against tea-stained paper in the usual dedicated column. Although their words weren’t slathered in artistic praise and creative agreement, rather things like ‘weird, strange, queer, utterly ridiculous and god-awful abomination’; bold and italicized to stress. Wooyoung felt himself seethe at the words. What would they know about the unusually remarkable? Stuck inside elongated squares with sherbet painted exteriors and white trimmings to match the picket fences of evenly cut grass. He scoffs, lips pursed, and nose wrinkled, prying every single one of the idiots at the bottom of the cliff sides utterances right off the paper with his sour squint. If he was born even a quarter of a cat, then he’d have a tail like a flag in the harshest of winds.

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Hongjoong looked up from his scheduling, fountain pen held in a tightened fist to correspond with the glare pointedly directed at the sudden disturbance standing right across from him. Wooyoung with a flattened hand stretching over black print and rumpled pages, slammed down onto the kitchen island’s surface, face marred by a curled lip and knitted brows.

“Have you read the paper?! The locals are bad-mouthing the manor and the missus again like it’s a daytime hobby! What a bunch of fucking—“

“Young… language.” Seonghwa was poised at the counter beside the sink, a cotton towel laid out before him where several cutlery sets were laid to be shined.

“Are you truly surprised? This is far from new; you should know that by now.” Hongjoong resumed his writing this a sigh, finding the younger’s outburst tiresome and already plucking at his nerves so early in the morning.

Another insistent smack to the island had Hongjoong’s fountain pen jerking off course, where duck in the evenings menu suddenly became fuck in the jumble of ink and scratch. The pop and crack of Hongjoong’s jaw fell onto nobody's ears except for Yunho’s, whom with impeccable timing, strode through the revolving doors of the kitchen and placed two (considerably strong) hands onto the boiling pot of one Mr. Kim’s shoulders. The fight was nearly indiscernible to anyone that wasn’t keenly adept at observing a pissy street-cat lash out with swiping little razor-edged paws and swishing tail. Yunho, to the very very naked eye, was in the battle of the century.

“Why can’t they just mind their own business? What harm—“ Wooyoung turns away, snatching the newspaper up and into his hand, effectively ignoring Hongjoong’s flopping form and frothing mouth. “—does this manor even bring? I mean, seriously, do they think the tusks out front will snap off and go about their merry way into town? It’s horseshit in a shoe.”

Seonghwa sighs, turning around to fix his sight onto the younger as he swings open the refrigerator.

“Wooyoung, no matter how much we smile, wave and greet, the county will always have something to spread on parchment. It’s been six years since we’ve lived here with the missus. Be it six more, nothing will change. It is best to just let it go.”

“Hwa’s right, y’know. No point in digging your finger in your nose when it’s already been picked.” Yunho provided his proudly thought of input, of which was not so welcomed. Seonghwa’s nose wrinkled, turning back to the silver. Wooyoung closed the refrigerator a little harder than necessary before slinking off to find at least one person who will share his opinion on the matter. Perhaps Yeosang or maybe Mingi?

Hongjoong was still seething, writhing and gnashing his teeth, muttering grievance after grievance in a very gremlin-like tone. Yunho pouted, feeling he wasted a very good analogy on a stiff crowd. Mingi would have liked it, San also.

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Faust couldn’t fight the curling of her lips. Sitting idle amongst books of old and new and papers upon papers of stuffy proposals and invitations galore— the morning paper with the beloved dedication to her humble abode sat slightly manhandled atop her oak desk. It was such a sightly little column, with word-vomit and a nice little picture that couldn’t be no more than five days old. Yes, by the looks of the lilies towards the left corner it was definitely captured no later than Tuesday. Those poor things had taken a bad hit, Mingi and Jongho slamming them into the dirt during one of their afternoon wrestling matches. Luckily enough, Yeosang had stashed some leftover seeds in the greenhouse closet just in case something conspired between the current growth.

Wooyoung, with an invisible fire lapping at his ankles, threw open the doors to the demon’s study and marched hurriedly to her desk. That is where the newspaper was delivered, not to its final resting place but to the second to last of its journeys stop.

“My, what enmity. I think this is the worst one yet.” Faust couldn’t help but preen, her spade-pointed tail wagging at the utter animosity written within the dedicated box solely for complaints against her beloved home.

The red-haired maid huffed; arms crossed haughtily over his chest. “Those snobbish pricks have nothing better to do than babble nonsense. It’s pathetic! They act as if the manor is the cause for fruit to spoil and children to fall sick and a hole to appear in the sole of their socks. Fucking rabbit-brained morons.”

Wooyoung paced like a caged tiger, the sound of his clunky sneakers skidding and catching on the end of the artisanal rug sprawled along the hardwood floors. The constant tripping furthering his irritation.

“They’re only words, Wooyoung.” San, standing with a duster in one hand and a stack of books in the other, paused to turn his attention towards his fellow male-maid and their missus.

“Words spoken by a bunch of rats. You do realize, Sannie, that by dragging our home through the mud is including us with it?”

San pouts, turning to focus on the shelf that the books in his hand belonged to. “No need to get snippy with me.”

Faust finally tears her eyes away from the paper, having re-read it about five times over the span of a couple minutes. It was just too delectable to put down. The demon leans back in her chair, arms falling to laze over the rests.

“I admire your concern and opinions, love. But I’m afraid they are quite misplaced. Nothing written in that article is different than any other one we’ve had the joy of reading. If anything, they could benefit from learning some new vocabulary— weird, awful, ugly, unusual… it’s beginning to get a bit redundant.” She waves a hand, long black nails catching the light from the open windows.

Wooyoung frowns, sighs and then snatches the newspaper back into his company. He should have sought out Yeosang instead of cutting course and coming here. The demon in front of him never found fault in the hogwash of the county.

“Agree to disagree, missus.”

Faust watches him leave in a flurry of black fishnets, red-hair and white ruffles. The door to the study is slammed shut in his wake.

San turns then, facing the demon behind her desk, lounging back with a relaxed smile. “Is it really nothing out of the ordinary? Usually, Woo doesn’t get as frazzled like that if it’s not something to be concerned with.”

She fixed her gaze on the maid, his once long black hair now cropped short. “Maybe.”

Something about the ambiguity in her reply made the duster handle in San’s hand feel itchy against his palm.

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