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Hey guys!!
I'm moving accounts to this one right here. I really wanted my artblog to not be a side blog so friends could see when I followed em!!
I am really looking forward to dump some art on yall. I really am gonna try posting WIPs and things I think are terrible. Heres hopin itll boost my confidence.
If you're new here hello again! I'm Uriel, I graduated in animation. I've got some OCs that are rotting a hole through my brain. I really hope I can get it together enough to make comics, animatics or short stories to show them off.
I'm not great at mobile Tumblr so please check out my [FAQ] for more! Comm status: OPEN Please commission me at https://vgen.co/Lieurarts
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Just so everyone knows, I'm scheduling Sonic 3 art/spoilers for mid February. PLEASEEE GO SEE IT so I don't spoil it for you. Its by far the best out of all of them and the first two were great!
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Update!
Hey hey! I'm moving accounts so that my art blog isn't a side blog. Come join me over at @lieurarts !!
#This blog is still gonna exist#I'm just only going to be updating that one from now on!#lieur talks
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Pence's mouth twitched into a slight smile. He was courteous, because this was still a friendly interview. So long as Darius continued to speak freely with him and allowed his thoughts to flow along the lines that Pence needed, he could guide what memories swam to the surface for his inspection. He examined them, searched for signs of alterations, memory implants, psychic triggers, telltale signs that his subject would need deeper levels of searching and interrogation. It was of course not a perfect art, but one that he took pride in accomplishing with minimum disruption to the subject.
When they were hostile was an entirely different story. He had forced his way into minds before, he had been none too gentle in ripping out what was needed under the pressure of combat, a time crunch, and many lives at stake.
Pence wasn't proud of it.
But it got done.
What he was proud of was his more forensic approach and the way that it minimized disruption to subjects. His knowledge of how to slip in and out surfing upon thoughts and the way that the mind and its memories fit together allowed him also to assist in reconstructing those who had been damaged. Some of that damage was present in Darius, and Pence regretted having to peek under scabs and rub raw wounds the wrong way, but there was a war and this man had come to them under very questionable circumstances.
The Trueman's face drew tight at the unexpected onslaught of emotion and memory shoved his way. He didn't slam his blastdoors closed, but slid them partially into place to slow the stream of information coming to him. He examined the crash - noted the way that while this was an older memory, there were new additions to it concerning the pilots and perhaps the status of passengers and crew. Pence paused the memories, painful as they were, and sifted them closely before allowing things to continue.
Pence examined Darius' connections to Esverr, his signature in the energy field called the Force, the way it oscillated and changed over the years. Again Pence pulled back, slipped from those memories to others and reopened his blast doors. "I think you and I will have more to talk about that later." He said, the curiosities surrounding Esverr were not relevant to this interview and he allowed Darius to note his curiosity.
"What about the prison." Pence steered them back to more recent events, having side-slipped away from the status of Lady Lavinia as neatly as a snubfighter, bringing the identities of Lieur-Jaing's captors into his targeting box. "I'm curious about the newer layers of scourging on you. I'm sure you know the reputation of the prison where you were kept before the moon?" Pence rode along the surface thoughts, braced for the pain, fear, and other negative emotions before they came and ready to dive under them to the real purpose of his interview.
you look pretty good for someone that's supposed to be dead.
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Fictober "adaptable, i like that"
Fanfiction - journey to the west by Wu Cheng'en, monkie kid
Oc - Chuntao
Note - based on a chapter in my fic, The great beasts
@fictober-eventPrompt - “adaptable, I like that”
“Hey! Are you making food up in that tree?”
Chuntao looked down from the bottom of the tree.
Her greenish brown eyes Making out a familiar golden furred demon monkey looking up at her all the way at the base of the tree with a curious yet confused look on his face
“Umh pretty much, your majesty” she called back down, taking care not to dump the bowl of fruits or let any of the monkeys that had followed her up there attempt to steal any of the fruit
“I got a bit hungry when i was exploring the mountain..so i just climbed up this peach tree and asked a couple of the of your monkeys to bring some supplies so i could make myself something a snack”
‘Adaptable’ wukong thought, a smile appearing on his face as leaped up into the tree to sit on the branch beside her ‘i like that’
The great sun wukong was quite curious about the three half demons that had been living on his mountain and his kingdom while they had been away on a journey for a few months.
When He and his starwalt generals, lieur, ba, ma and beng, they all found that none of the other monkeys had come to welcome them on the shoreline.
after being away for so long, they expected to meet the others on the shore. Smiles and cries of joy echoing through the mountain as they reunited.
However, they were met by a lonely beach and no sign of the monkeys anywhere.
At first they began to panic, believing that the monkeys were captured by demons or hunters in their absence
However, his friend and one of his generals, Liu er mihou, heard the monkeys cheering and celebrating in the water curtain cave in the main dining hall. Which sent all four demons running up the mountain to greet them.
when they arrived at the waterfall the guards appointed at the bridge had been given completely new armor and weapons that all four monkey demons knew couldn’t be made on the mountain without specific supplies outside of their home.
so, they knew someone had been here or was still here on the mountain
Then, when they made their way inside, all four demons were shocked to see three female half demons sitting in their dining hall.
They were seated at the end of the long table in their chairs drinking wine and dining with all of the monkeys.
The three women were Laughing, talking and dining with the monkeys as if they had known them for years.
One was dressed in fine lavender robes and armor, one was dressed in scholar's robes that depicted the ocean and one was dressed in robes of pinks, peaches and greens.
Of course, the ever impulsive sun wukong was the first one to confront them, however he was surprised that the three half demons did not wish to seek a fight with him over the right to his mountain.
They only defended themselves and wished to talk peacefully.
They eventually sat down and calmly explained to him and his generals that they had been protecting the monkeys and the mountain in their absence and that they meant no disrespect.
Sun wukong accepted this and thanked the sisters for their services, offering to give them something in exchange.
In exchange the women only asked him if they could continue living on the mountain.
he allowed it on the condition they would continue their services under him. They hesitantly agreed and after a few more negotiations, the three women had moved onto the mountain.
Despite an entire two weeks of living on flower fruit mountain and working around him constantly, Wukong hadn’t really gotten to know them.
He only knew their names, their abilities and their clan. but Their personalities and their complete honesty intrigued him.
So, he became naturally curious about them
especially Chuntao
She was the first between her two sisters to match his energy. She was confident and bold yet nurturing and sweet. Despite the rumors of his mischief, powers, what insulting him would cause, she wasn’t afraid of him.
she showed him no fear
When he tried to annoy her by preventing her from leaving one early morning, She looked him dead in the eyes and swatted the staff out of her way as if it were nothing but a bug.
Rolling her eyes and telling him that his ruyi Jingū bang did not frighten her and that if his majesty wanted his breakfast, his games would have to wait.
she then smiled and walked out of the door.
Leaving the monkey in the doorway of her room surprised, mildly agitated but mostly even more perplexed.
So, the determined monkey king made it his mission to know everything about her. To discover why she did not fear him like other demons.
so, he spent the whole week observing her and asking her questions. about her family, her powers, why she stayed on the moutain after her and her sisters rescued the monkeys.
anything he could to get to know her
Chuntao paused from chopping up the peaches when she felt someone's eyes on her, turning over to look at Wukong and trying to read his face to see what he wanted from her.
“So” he said, grabbing a peach slice from the bowl “you like to cook?”
Chuntao was a bit surprised at the question. Figuring that the demon would come up here to just dig in on the peaches and ask her the same questions
which didn’t really bother her, but she was pleasantly surprised by his interest in getting to know her more.
“Yeah” she replied, smiling as she handed him a small bowl of honey covered peaches.
“It is my passion. It's something that brings joy…it was also something my… father did a lot…according to my mother”
Chuntaos' look seemed to shift. A mix of pain and longing on her face before it quickly shifted back to warm and cheerful
“Anyways! It's one of my favorite things to do, if you couldn’t already tell by my sleeves' ' she laughed awkwardly, bringing up the small splotches of color faded into the fabric of her flower-patterned sleeves.
Wukong just silently listened to her talk about her passions. Cooking, gardening, painting. He listened carefully to all of it.
With each sentence. The monkey king realized there was more to the half demon that met the eye.
Yes she was confident and bold, but she too had fears of her own. Fears she had to force down in order to keep her other two sisters from worrying about her.
Yes, she was sweet and nurturing, but even she could get furious and vengeful sometimes. Fury that she forced herself to repress because she didn't want to be seen as a monster.
A nurturing young woman with a mischievous spirit and brave soul
Which Sun wukong respected and liked about her. She was honest, kind, confident in her decisions, yet vulnerable.
Slowly, as the conversation shifted to his own interests, Wukong saw her less as a stranger but as someone he could trust.
She didn’t get scared when he told her about his bloody battles. She didn’t judge him for his mischief, even wishing she could have witnessed some of his shenanigans.
For hours they laughed and joked. And wukong really began to take a liking to her.
She was Someone who listened. Someone who actually liked the same things he liked.
For once, a stranger who didn’t really see him as someone to fear, but rather someone they could just relax and have fun with.
On the opposite end, Chuntao genuinely likes his personality. Impulsiveness and all. In all her travels she had never met another demon who understood the feelings she felt on a daily basis.
So she thanked every one of the gods and immortals above so she could make a friend that she could relate with
“You know…your a pretty good guy sun wukong” chuntao replied, handing over her bowl of honey coated peaches to him with a warm smile “i think i’m gonna enjoy my time here”
The golden furred monkey felt his face begin to heat up when he looked at her soft face. His tail slightly swaying behind him as he accepted the food.
“Thanks... bunny” he replied, a small chuckle leaving him as he dug into the bowl of peaches.
Chuntao was a bit surprised at the nickname, but quickly accepted it. Grabbing a peach from the top of the branches
“No problem… peaches” she laughed, smiling when she saw the face, he gave her at the nickname which was a mixture of Suprise, acceptance, and confusion.
By the time the two came down from the tops of the branches. The monkeys realized their king had a special new friend.
A friend the monkeys suspect would mean much to their king by the way they looked at each other.
all they could do is watch and smile as the pairs hearty laughter echoed through the mountain.
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on the subject of TGOED, I really need to talk about Noé Lieur because the boy got upgraded from Dead Random to Tragedy and I love him
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24 April 2017
Seperti biasa, weekend ga bisa nulis blog, sibuk to the max.
Sabtu ga jadi ke Cirebon, karena Jumat malem pun teh Isnen tiba-tiba Whatsapp males berangkat hahaha yasudah jadinya kondangan aje.
Kondangan pas jam makan siang, ya kan emang kondangan = makan siang gratis :D
Ternyata banyak orang dari Susuru yang dateng, yaaaa wayahna banyak yang nanya-nanya mah. Sepupu-sepupu gue nanya, “Itu si aa nya? Cepet dong?” ada bapak-bapak nanya, “Kapan?” Sebagian dijawab, sebagian disenyumin hahaha.
Kan kalo kondangan SMP, Sudah Makan Pulang, pas udah kenyang antri salaman sama pengantin, karena banyak yang foto jadi lama. Pas mau maju gue bilang, “Salaman aja ya, ga foto kan?” karena emang gamau hahaha. Lahhhh pengantin nya yang minta foto, yasudahlah apa boleh buat -,-
DJ: Makasih Yang tadi udah nganter kondangan :*
AY: Sama-sama Sayang, makasih juga udah ngasih makan aku *eh
DJ: Makan siang berbayar, kan kondangan :D
AY: Makan siang mahal *kalo isi amplop nya gede :D
DJ: Ada yang bayar 60rb, pesen kartu nama, 50rb buat kondangan, 10rb fitness, itu juga kalo jadi :D
AY: Seterah aa aja, mau ke NK ayo, mau kemana ayo. BTW Yang, nanti fitness ga fitness anter ke NK ya, si Fika ultah, pengen ngasih kue bentar.
Pas kondangan itu udah ngobrolin tentang sore ini sebenernya. Gue bilang mau ke Star dulu karena ada titipan, sekalian mau zumba juga kalo misal malem nya ga ke NK sih. A Juju nanya latihan mazmur jam berapa, “Yaudah aa anter ke Gereja ya, pengen liat,” katanya, entah kenapa tiba-tiba mau ngikut. Akhirnya sepakat gue ga bawa motor, berangkat ngangkot ke Star, pulangnya dijemput & dianter ke Gereja lalu latihan & entah mau kemana.
Baru kali itu ngangkot lagi, baru kali itu pula digodain supir angkot & temennya. Pas udah deket-deket tempat turun, si temennya liat ke belakang, cuma ada gue sama 1 bapak-bapak, temennya itu bilang, “Serius amat SMS-an nya neng,” dan gue cuma senyum, males nanggepin. Pas gue bilang ‘kiri’ buat brentiin angkot, si supir nanya, “Sekarang neng?” Gue yang polos nan rupawan ini lagi males ngomong jadi ga gue jawab, lah malah kayak ga jadi brenti angkot nya, jalan terus, ya gue panik *lebay, panik karena males jalan lagi ke tempat tujuan kalo kelewat* gue bilang, “Iya a, sekarang ih.” Yelah aa supir, ga gitu juga ngegodainnya atuh, untung gue lagi males, kalo kaga, gue ladenin deh.
AY: Dan digodain supir angkot -,- DJ: Alhamdulilah. AY: Atuh aku bilang ‘kiri’ malah ditanya, “Sekarang neng?” kemudian mau bablas ga jadi brenti pas aku ga jawab teh. DJ: Cieee setelah tukang parkir kini meningkat ke supir angkot.
Deuh, malah seneng si dodol mah -,-
Beres zumba dianter ke Gereja, gue mandi dulu di wisma, abis itu latihan. Tadinya a Juju duduk di luar sakristi, mempersilakan gue masuk Gereja. Eh pas gue masuk dia ikutan masuk juga. Duh, mau apa deh si dodol ini, grogi gue kalo diliatin mah. Dan ternyata foto-fotoin & ngerekam kita yang lagi latihan. Gue kadang malu-malu kadang ga perduli hahaha. Si Fanni sampe ngomong, “Ci Ana tumben sabar ngadepin aku,” dan gue bilang karena ini ada yang ngerekam hahaha, karena emang gue ga pernah sabar kalo ngomong sama Fanni, ga pernah gue tanggepin juga sih kalo dia ngomong, suka lebay & oon dia nya, males gue hahaha.
Beres latihan, a Juju ngajak langsung ke NK, gue bilang jam segitu pasti blom pada dateng.
AY: Jadi aa nya mau fitness ga?
DJ: Kalo ga, mau kemana?
AY: Ya terserah, fitness ga fitness pokoknya ke NK mau ngasih kue.
DJ: Yaudah yu ke NK.
AY: Fitness ga?
DJ: Iya iya.
AY: Makan dulu, laper aku nya.
DJ: Yaudah, mau makan apa?
AY: Ga tau, pokoknya makan.
DJ: Bakso malang?
AY: Mi ayam aja yu.
DJ: Ga mau mi aa mah, udah malem.
AY: Yaudah terserah deh.
DJ: Bakso malang mau?
AY: Yaudah hayu.
DJ: Yakin?
AY: Iyaaaa.
Dan kami pun berangkat menjemput impian *ceile bakso doank*.
Di jalan nemu tempat yang ada bakso, mi yamien, sama mi ayam, dan jadinya nyoba makan disitu. Tadinya mau pesen yamien, tapi a Juju pesen itu, gue kan orangnya males disama-samain, sama siapapun, jadi gue jadinya beli mi ayam aja, as usual hahaha.
Kenyang, ke NK, zumba deh, perut masih penuh sama mi ayam, tenggorokan masih kepedesan, tapi zumba tetep jalan hahaha bodo amat lah. Beres zumba foto-foto bentar di tempat fitness sama a Juju trus selfie sendiri di tempat zumba, baru mandi & pulang.
AY: Udah di rumah? Makasih ya udah ngikutin kegiatan aku *ngomong ala ala artis depan kamera lagi shooting infotainment*
DJ: Iya Yang sama-sama. Mampir dulu ke kamar ibu-ibu muda, habis nyemprot.
AY: Nyemprot?
DJ: Aa lemezzz.
AY: Dih, maksudnya apa sih?
DJ: Iya ada uletnya makanya disemprot si dodol mah serius pican.
AY: Ih aku nya lagi mikir, jadi serius. Ngebayangin besok ngajar, ke Pendapa, trus lomba ke Cirebon. Semoga bisa misa jam 7 malem.
DJ: Cirebon, lomba? Mmm
AY: Mmm juga, aku aja gatau, ga dikasihtau, tadi nanya teh Isnen, ikut katanya. Ikut jangan?
DJ: Yang ngadain siapa? Kalo juri nya orang-orang yang kenal mah susah, tapi kalo mau coba ya silakan aja Yang.
AY: Mungkin liat besok, kalo juri nya itu itu aja males aku nya. Tapi mungkin bakal ikut ke Cirebon nya, atau mending ga usah ya?
DJ: Bayarnya lumayan? Hadiahnya berapa? Kalo masih under 300 mah asa hoream.
AY: Pemula 35 kalo ga salah. Gatau deh, itu juga kalo menang :D
DJ: Ngantuk, ngamar ah. Jangan di forsir kegiatannya.
AY: Sok tidur atuh. Aa besok misa pagi aja, ga jelas sama aku mah, kalo udah sampe rumah sih kemungkinan misa jam 7 malem di Cigugur aja.
DJ: Terus tadi latihan mazmur di Kuningan, tapi misa nya di Cigugur, lieur :D
AY: Ih kan misa mah gimana bisa nya, kalo aktif nya kan emang di Kuningan. Kalo jam 5 udah nyampe kuningan dan aku bawa baju buat ke Gereja sih tinggal ke HKY, tapi bawaan aku jadi banyak banget, ga punya ransel gede.
DJ: Mmm, urgensinya ke Cirebon gimana? Itu sesuatu yang penting ga menurut ana?
AY: Ngga :D Kalo ada Cecep mah sebenernya aku ga pengen ikut sih Yang, biar Cecep aja yang nyetir, aku ga ikut ke Cirebon.
DJ: Ujung-ujungnya driver ya, teh Isnen juga harus belajar nyetir, biar ga selalu ngandelin ana.
Di saat gue mikir ga akan ikut ke Cirebon, beberapa detik kemudian si Cecep nelpon gue, bilang ga akan bisa ke Cirebon karena diminta nganter pak Uu belanja sana sini buat hajatan sunatan anaknya. Ya Tuhan, cobaan apa lagi ini hahaha. Mungkin emang harus ke Cirebon -,-
Hari Sabtu itu sampe rumah jam 21.30, beres chat sama a Juju jam 11-an, udah males nulis blog, tidur aja.
Minggu pagi bangun jam 4.30, nyuci baju, bikin sarapan, ngaso sambil bikin playlist buat ngajar, lalu berangkat jam 6 ke HKY. 7.45 berangkat ke Pendapa karena katanya zumba jam 8, eh ternyata udah telat hahaha, yasudahlah, tapi tetep ke atas panggung, numpang tenar *eh
Beres tugas, curhat-curhatan sama Cecep, makan batagor, pas beres & mau ke mobil, si Cecep ngajak jalan duluan, gue bilang, “Kenapa sih tiap ada aku kamu suka pengen berdua terus? Jangan jatuh cinta ya,” dan teh Isnen pun bilang, “Nempel terus mereka mah,” ke temen-temen yang lain hahaha. Well, it’s always been a pleasure to talk to him tentang semua masalah di dunia senam, asik aja curhat-curhatan & saling dukung, termasuk ngejelekin orang yang sama-sama kita sebelin, dan gue selalu bilang jangan jadi suka sama gue hahaha. Bercanda doank coy, emang gue lebih suka ngobrol sama cowo sih, lebih bebas ngomong apa aja tanpa takut bocor, cewe mah rata-rata ember mulutnya. Di jalan ke OSG pun, Cecep bilang, “Aku ngedoain kamu sama a Juju cepet nikah, udah kayak kembar gitu, seneng ngeliatnya.” Aiiiihhh, bisa sweet juga si Cepot hahaha.
Cabs ke Cirebon sambil ngomongin teh Dian hahaha. Ya begitulah masalahnya, udah males nulisnya juga, pokoknya yang penting gue udah ga respect sama teh Dian.
Jam 17.30 baru dapet piala Juara Harapan 1 zumba lapangan.
DJ: Wow congratzzz Yang, alhamdulilah harapan juga.
AY: Iya, juara 1 2 3 nya dari Cirebon. Makasih Yang.
DJ: Teh Isnen ga masuk?
AY: Teh Isnen ikutnya zumba umum, dia mah juara 1.
DJ: Ya atuh, tetap semangat dan tingkatkan prestasi nya. Wajar si kalo teh Isnen bisa juara 1.
AY: Oxin juara 3 :’(
DJ: Welehhh hehe
AY: Kalah euy, gapapa lah yang penting aku yang jadi ZIN, amin.
DJ: Gapapa, mungkin sudah rejekinya, yang penting ana tetap semangat, next harus lebih baik lagi dari mereka.
AY: Aminn.
Makasih dukungan nya Sayang :*
Pulangnya galau, antara pengen dijemput a Juju tapi ga mau ngerepotin karena jemputnya jauh, tapi jadinya chat sama a Juju pun ga jelas.
AY: Pulang bawa piala & ketel entah gimana bawa nya.
DJ: Motornya ditaro dimana?
AY: Ditinggal di Gereja :D Bolehkah aku minta jemput nanti kalo ga dianterin?
DJ: Dalam perjalanan pulang atau masih di Cirebon?
AY: OTW, baru Ciperna.
DJ: Masih lama, minta anter ke Cigugur aja sekalian sama teh Isnen nya :D
AY: Yaudah nanti coba minta anter Cecep.
DJ: Lah katanya cecep ga ikut?
AY: Ini kan mau ke OSG ke Cecep, gatau deh gimana nanti.
DJ: Ya kabar kabari aja, hati-hati di jalan nya.
AY: Iya Yang. Udah di Grage dan ternyata Cecep nya masih belanja sama pak Uu. Nunggu a Sakti beres tahlilan aja, sekalian nanti ikut ke RS dulu nengok anaknya teh Lala.
DJ: Ya atuh, sekalian jalan.
AY: Iya, insya Allah Gereja masih buka hahaha.
DJ: Di gedor aja mang Jum nya.
AY: Kasian, minta anter a Sakti aja semoga mau. Eh, ternyata ga jadi ke RS teh Isnen nya, jemput boleh?
DJ: Dimana? Gereja ya.
Dan kemudian gue pikir, ya jauh kalo mesti jemput ke Grage, udah malem juga, kasian, gatau juga kan dia lagi ada kerjaan atau ngga.
AY: Lagi sibuk ga? Cape ga? Kalo sibuk ga usah.
DJ: Teh Isnen mah ga tanggung jawab.
AY: Yaudah ga usah jemput.
DJ: Yakin?
AY: Iya, kan salah aku motor ditinggal di Gereja mah, bukan teh Isnen ga tanggung jawab.
DJ: Yaudah, nanti kesitu.
AY: Ga usah, jauh. Udah ga usah, gampang.
DJ: Dijemput ga? Aku nanya sekali lagi, jemput ga?
AY: Ngga.
DJ: Ok, yang penting aa udah nawarin.
AY: Iya, ga usah, kasian.
DJ: Yaudah hati-hati.
AY: Iya
DJ: Mau dijemput gamau, yawiss atuh.
AY: Iya, gamau ngerepotin. Batre 1% Yang, paling bentar lagi mati :D
Dan handphone gue mati tepat setelah gue liat dia bales Whatsapp, dan tepat ketika gue beranjak dari tempat duduk di Grage Lanai buat dianter pulang sama a Sakti & teh Isnen.
Coba charge dengan sisa-sisa powerbank yang udah lowbatt juga, nyalain, dan ada Whatsapp sekaligus BBM dari a Juju. Si dodol, kan tau handphone gue mati, mau BBM juga ga ngaruh atuh Cinta :D
BBM: Masih disana? Aku tuh ga tegaan orangnya.
Whatsapp: Terus pulangnya gimana? Cepat ambil keputusan mumpung masih jam segini. Mau dijemput ga? Kasihan kamu nya, sendirian, aku mah ga tegaan orangnya.
Plus ada 3 missed calls.
I feel bad, really. Gue cuma bales, “Ngga Sayang, tadi mati handphone nya,” dan dia bales, “Ok aa kesana.” Gue bales, “Ga usah Ayang, minta anter teh Isnen.” Udah dibaca sih keterangan nya, tapi chat selanjutnya ga dibaca, kayaknya udah berangkat -,-
Waduh waduh waduh, lah kan dari tadi gue bilang ga usah jemput, kenapa jemput. Gue telpon beberapa kali ga diangkat-angkat, duh, panik, takutnya udah jauh, karena gue nya udah OTW pulang. Akhirnya diangkat juga.
AY: Aa dimana?
DJ: Ini baru nyampe Cirendang.
AY: Ih aku udah di jalan pulang, dianter teh Isnen.
DJ: Yaudah ditungguin di Cirendang ya.
AY: Ih, aku nya udah di Pasapen Yang.
DJ: Yaudah atuh aku pulang aja.
AY: Iya iya, ati-ati.
Dan gue Whatsapp, “Ih kan aku bilang ga usah jemput Ayang. Jadi aja tetep ngerepotin kan aku teh, maaf.” Pas udah sampe rumah gue Whatsapp lagi, “Udah di rumah. Ayang maaf :(,” dibaca tapi ga dibales.
AY: Marah?
DJ: Ngga.
AY: Maaf ya maaf, maaf banget nyusahin.
DJ: Gapapa Yang, kalem. Ini masih di Cigugur.
AY: Dimana? Ngapain? Temen aku baru turun gunung, baru sampe Palutungan, aku jemput aja kali ya.
DJ: Udah di rumah, adik nitip nasgor.
AY: Iya atuh, aku jemput temen dulu deh.
DJ: Jemput dimana? Malem-malem gini. Ga cape kamu?
AY: Base camp Palutungan Yang. Gapapa, kasian blom dapet travel pulang ke Bandung, lagian biasanya aku nyusahin dia kalo ke Bandung.
DJ: Pake mobil?
AY: Kolbak. Sepi ya, temenin atuh.
DJ: Udah dimana?
AY: Depan rumah haha.
Akhirnya nemenin jemput Rysca & Andre ke Palutungan. Duh, super baik & sabar banget ya kamu Yang ._.
Pas nurunin a Juju depan rumahnya, dia bilang ke Rysca, “Temenin ana nya ya,” karena gue bakal nganter temennya Rysca dulu ke Cijoho. Duh, super baik, sabar banget, & perhatian sekali ya kamu Yang :’)
Ngobrol sama Rysca, ngomongin Mario nikah Juli, mengingat masa pacarannya yang singkat, terbilang cepet sih maju ke jenjang pernikahan nya. Dan gue bilang, “Tapi ya bener kata orang, kalo emang udah nemu orang yang tepat, you just know that he’s the one for us, Ca,” sambil berharap & mengamini kalo gue & a Juju are meant for each other.
Semalem nunggu travel jemput Rysca baru dateng jam 1.30 pagi, tidur jam 2an, bangun jam 7 dengan badan remuk hahaha.
Senin sepertinya jadi hari yang sibuk buat a Juju, sepi banget Whatsapp hahaha.
AY: Tadi malam gempa ya.
DJ: Iya katanya begitu, aa tidur pulassss. Bawa bekal ya Yang.
AY: Iya tau :D Kentang, sosis, telor, seperti rencana kemarin ya :D pulangnya anter ke Gereja ya, mau latihan buat PDKK.
DJ: Boleh hehehe.
Tumben minta bekal, biasanya mah, “Gapapa ga usah Yang, nanti repot kamu nya,” hahaha.
Jam 2 tidur karena ngantuk banget, jam 3 bangun, siap-siap, masak, dan si aa jemput pas gue lagi masak. Mama cuma bilang, “Itu ada yang jemput, lagi masak apa sih? Bekal ya?” dengan ga jutek, puji Tuhan :D
Beres olahraga kami makan bekal di NK. Tadi nyoba bikin telur rebus ngikutin tips nya Yuda Bustara, ternyata gagal, blom mateng hahaha. Berhubung a Juju ga suka yang anyir, sepertinya dengan berat hati dia makan telur rebus nya, putih nya doank pun, yaudah gue makan kuningnya.
Di parkiran, a Juju sibuk sletingin jaket dulu.
DJ: Bentar, suka ada yang protes kalo ga di sletingin.
AY: Oia? Siapa ya?
DJ: Ga tau tuh, perhatian banget.
Hahaha, gitu ya, saya mah bukan perhatian, lebih ke bawel, tau sendiri suka jadi perfeksionis, ga tahan kalo liat yang janggal, yaaaaa disamping itu sih emang mending dipake yang bener jaketnya, yang penting kan bagian depan kalo di motor, nanti kalo masuk angin siapa yang repot? Diri sendiri kan :p
Tadinya a Juju ngajak beli susu dulu, tapi berhubung udah hampir jam 7, gue minta anter ke Gereja dulu aja, takutnya telat banget nanti. Pas masih di motor dia sempet nanya, “Mau ditungguin ga?” Baik sekali kamu Yang :*
AY: Jadi aa nya mau beli susu dulu?
DJ: Iya, latihannya sampe jam berapa?
AY: Gatau, jam 8-an paling.
DJ: Iya gampang nanti kesini lagi aja. Formal ga sih latihannya?
AY: Ngga lah, emang kenapa?
DJ: Ya biar aa bisa masuk gitu.
AY: Biasa aja kok, nanti masuk aja.
Entah apa alasan & motivasi dia jadi mau nganter-nganter gue weekend ini. Nganter latihan mazmur lah, nungguin latihan buat PDKK, dan pulangnya nanya, “PDKK nya dimana nanti? Disitu juga? Tertutup buat kelompok itu aja apa gimana?” Semoga nanti Rabu mau ikut PDKK nya juga, semoga seterusnya jadi aktif di HKY, semoga semuanya lancar, amin :)
.AY.
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What song are we gonna make #1 on the charts when he dies?
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Im being driven crazy. I've been trying to find that video/gif of that 80s/90s animation of the old guy w long white hair that's technically dying on a throne while the building is getting destroyed. But it makes it look like this guy is moaning and cumming and I've forgotten what it's from so I cant find it anywhere 😭😭
Anyone have any idea what I'm taking about??
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HHEEHHE I LOVE BEING ABLE TO FINALLY SEE MY BEST FRIEND IN PERSON AGAIN. It is a constant shock it's not a dream.
#we couldnt stop fucking talking when we had like 5 min left of a fucking scott pimgrim episode#this is why you had to put us in seperate rooms in london so we could get some semblance of enough sleep#zoran#lieur talks
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What they don't tell you about following your friends porn tumblr is how tempting it is to text them to stop jerking it.
I need to maximize my psychological torture and dig for some Prime memes
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For once I try using the Tumblr mobile app to pass time at the end of my shift. Coincidentally, my bff had decided 6pm on a Friday is prime time to jork it. AND HE MISLEADS ME!! FLIPPING BETWEEN MAIN AND NSFW ACCOUNT. I THOUGHT I WAS SAFE MAN.
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I was singing when I was driving home from work today and I had a realization that I hadn't sung to myself in so fucking long. It reminded me of that one tumblr post about how they realized they were getting out of a depression rut bc their mom commented on how they were singing again. and god damn I guess that shit is real. When I'm happy my voice is lower just because I sing myself hoarse. I forgot how much I loved it. Im so happy im happy again.
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*chants to myself* I've got a duty to be horny on main. I've got a duty to be horny on main. I've got a duty to be horny on main.
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ioh my god im trying to make a neocities and html is going to fucking explode my brain. I cant tell if anythings working bc the website isnt updating but maybe im just fucking up Real bad
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as much as im obsessed w homestuck. what the hell dont i fucking draw like it
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