Story Time Saturday #1
Can You See Me? ((Fiction))
((I wrote a little book for me and my family & friends only. It was called "Can you See Me?" It was a light horror book. I added disturbing and uncanny details in the book, but for your sake...I'll just write a tiny version of it with me and my frkends instead of the book protagonists. Its not that great, the book is better, but here you go!))
One time I was with my friends, just hanging out! It was a nice night, the stars were bright and twinkling. The moon was full and bright. Me and my friends decided to go on a river walk! How fun! We walked along the moonlit river and listened to the sounds of nature. We were enjoying our peaceful time together until I heard one of my friends ask; "can you see me?" I looked over to who I thought was talking and said "Of course we can see you!" But my friends gave me a strange look before saying "No one said anything, dude." I was about to tell them what I heard...But I didn't want to spoil the mood. We eventually came to a stop when we saw a large amount of ripples in the water. One of my friends said "Hey! I didn't know there was fish in this river." I was about to comment when I once again heard someone ask; "Can You See Me?" I looked around once more frantically. I looked over to my friends and asked if they heard the voice as well, but they all looked at me like I was crazy. I remained tense and nervous as we continued to walk about the river. Then I heard a whisper that sounded as if it was right in my ear... "I can see you..." I spun around and searched for the source of this whisper but I never saw anything. My friends decided that I must be having some sort of hallucinations, so they took me back home. I kept trying to convince them that I wasn't lying, but they all assumed I just needed sleep or I was straight up crazy. They left me back at my house, alone and still wondering... Who or what was talking to me? Why was it me? Why couldn't my friends hear it? I went to my computer and searched up the river that me and my friends were walking on and I saw an article on it. I searched through the article and daw that 3 children had drowned in that river. The children were very young, and they loved to play games by the river. They liked to play hide-and-seek, tag, and for the youngest child of all... Peekaboo! I see you!
Meh :p
Bonus: Go watch "Obey the walrus" tonight in complete darkness with headphones on :D
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Zora!
Bam! One (1) zora off the cooker for you :[
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Good luck during pride month to all the aroaces who are gonna be blasted with "love is love" everywhere
Edit:
This post includes aplatonic people, loveless aros and any other people who fall anywhere on the aro and ace spectrum.
Stop saying "but theres platonic love and familial love-"
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the companion will go oh god doctor who is that?? and the doctor will get all serious and somber and say listen. he's the most evil creature in the universe. he's the worst enemy i've ever faced. he's horrible and unpredictable and you can never ever let your guard down. and then the villain will walk into the room like this
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There are a lot of potential ways to interpret this line but I rarely see people talk about it compared to the more specific desire/knowledge she lost (fixing her hair). Personally I think it would be both funny and angsty to explore post-canon Marcille struggling with impulse control
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The queen wore a high-collared black silk gown, with a hundred dark red rubies sewn into her bodice, covering her from neck to bosom. They were cut in the shape of teardrops, as if the queen were weeping blood.
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I got so distracted with drawing the pose i forgot how couches work.
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the boys of class 1A love to go to kirishima for advice
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Last time Luigi took him to pride, he saw that almost everyone else had their own flags, so this year he brought his own.
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Thinking about Weird Barbie and how she's the very obviously queer outsider of the Barbie world, she straddles the lines between Barbie and the Real World. She's the most aware of the performative nature of it all. She supports Barbie while also gently mocking her panic at losing the hyperfeminine perfection. Her weird house is also home to the discontinued reject weird Barbies, the outcasts (including very gay earring Ken) who never fell into either the original matriarchy or the Kentriarchy brainwashing.
The other more classically heteronormative and beautiful Barbies both pity and fear her, and at first the narrative pities her as well. She's the vessel of girls going weird and crazy and feral on their dolls and that's amazing. Weird Barbie is aware of who she is and how the world sees her and she loves it. She's Weird Barbie and She Owns It.
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