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[thetangibleghost]

I think we might have trauma tied to the literal feeling of falling asleep/waking up. Like we get nightmares that are just. The feeling of changing concousness but drawn out + adrenaline + terror

[rosemelodyshah]

Could you give me the full form of DNW?

I think it's Did Not Write but it could also be Do November Wash (AKA I get very good at writing ideas in November for somereason lol) or Did None Work (bc the people I know are idiots who don't work on actually listening and also they ask for help for the simple things they could work) or and I really wish it is, it could be Do NOT Write or Doyouk Nowi Write or anything really!

Been 27 days since I've received this (sorry!)

Do NOT Write feels like the reminder that I mentally give to myself when I see blank pages of "wait what's this actually about?"

To other people its just to keep them quiet for one second b4 I grab tge closest writing tool and slay away bc baby I need to leave them behind in the universe of the normal (I'd say br is it normal if my 'physical' self is there yeah I think not)

I think its really code for idiots incomming so any writers/artists onboard the universe mantel gets the signal to run far and wide and fast to their current artistic residence full of both the faceless bloody knife man and the sweet princess (who is the faceless bloody knife man ofc) and ofc the dead body and gore with varying degrees of and the two decided to sleep in the graveyard

Also, yeah one very particular month gets the work working and for me its travel month usually🙃

[blog-imtsupdates]

week 13

working on the dog model.

After watching a couple of "speed paint" like vidoes i saw that they were using the sulpt tool to form thier model more instead of moving every single verticy by hand.

examples: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mlqiICzACA0 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cfrj8-MJ8LA i just had these playing in the background as refrence, why these? these werent the only ones but these proved to be most usefull interms of tools they were using or atleast things i could try. one of these also uses the subdivide modifier, itried it but i found it actually got rid of some of the detail so i ended up not using it but good to know its there. also i have to use the mirrior moddifier if i want the sculpt to be symetrical there is no other way to symetrize, i shoudl have known thsi as i used it when retoplologizing the creature but regardless the videos reminded me that thast how you do that.

It was a little hard to see what i was moving so i looked for a way to make it easier to see and turning on the wireframe using this video really helped https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dVr9x3qcLJQ

had trouble with the origin point of my dogs mesh. the eyes were off set for somereason as i coulnt properly apply the mirrior modifier. i thought the eyes were off but the bodies mesh was actually off center. had to look for the tutorial for how to reset my cursor and origin point and then realized i had to also apply the transformations i might have done in object mode on accident but i didnt rember how to do that because i hadnt really done that and a colleage explained it to me over half a year ago. Just looking up "apply transformations blender" gave me my answer, in object mode "ctrl+a" and click apply all tranformations.

[firebirdsdaughter]

Well…

… What better thing to do when you feel like absolute crap in the morning and it’s starting to get too hot again? DX

Watch Ryusoulger! ^^ Subbed! XD

In no order and w/ many typos bc I am a dumb who stayed up to late and I have a headache. Also it’s almost eighty degrees here and I hate everything:

Aw, Asuna is playing games for snacks. ^^ Definitely think she has a very high metabolism.

This super cute, too, the kids hanging out and playing carnival games. Asuna asking Melto for advice. XD Ah, my babies.

Aw, it’s sweet that everyone claps.

A year’s worth of snacks is that little? I think they might be underestimating Asuna’s eating speed. And mine.

Melto’s pouting bc he feels like his advice wasn’t needed. Aw, don’t feel bad, sweetie, she wouldn’t have asked if she didn’t want to hear it.

Okay, this is fine. Could have been… Hm, but Asuna clearly wasn’t afraid at all, and looked annoyed, which is in line w/ her character, and Mori jumped in very quickly—which is what I was hoping for, bc no way you can make me believe Asuna actually needed saving, but it makes sense that someone seeing the situation from the outside would want to assist someone they thought was in trouble. In fact, I’d say that Mori just saved those guys’ lives. Like, pretty sure she’d’ve cold cocked on herself if he had been a little slower. XD

And then he starts fighting them, and Asuna’s just like ‘oh, okay, I guess this is happening now. *shrug*’

Honestly, he didn’t seem to need help, so I don’t blame her.

She knows what boxing is? I mean, not the strangest thing.

Aaaaaand… Crayon the mushroom man makes another entrance.

Every time we watch the opening, I’m reminded that we still don’t know who hooded man is… I mean, they’ve got time, but I’d love some more hints. And while we’re at it… Actually, never mind. I think everyone knows where I was going there. XD

That scene where he approached the brothers is really getting at me, though… Like, not even Touwa has mentioned it? Which makes me very curious/suspicious.

Honestly, I like the troll Minusaur’s design…

Did you two try to call the others?

Kou, you doof! Though I guess he didn’t know Mori was there.

I really like that Crayon has trouble controlling the Minusaurs, it’s a nice touch and usually leads to funny hijinks.

I guess it was the force of the explosion that sent them rolling like that. That’s what I’m going w/. No way a Ryusoulger would get detransformed from rolling down a hill.

Aw, she’s so sweet. I’m love her.

I really like how she can be silly, but also a really cool, strong sort of ‘big sister’ at the same time. Anky Mom raised her well. ^^

Touwa, don’t be so defeatist!

Kou! DX Honestly though, that’s kind of in character for him to so… Hyper-focused, I guess?

Asuna’s face, though! Honey, just grab him by the ear and pull, okay? That’ll shut him up.

Not you, too, Melto! DX Asuna, grab both their ears! Just smack them!

I’m glad the point here is that they were wrong to ignore her.

I don’t so much blame Banba and Touwa there, bc they were just kinda… There? They could’ve called the other two on it and didn’t, though.

I am now going to hyper obsess about a single line in regards to my ‘Banba becomes everyone’s rock’ view. Bc he totally just kind of ‘reground’ the discussion there. XD

Touwa and Banba don’t even go here. XD It’s okay, I don’t think Banba plans on eating anything. He just got up bc everyone else did.

Aw, Tyramigo’s trying to comfort her! You’re right, sweetie. Good to try and be proactive. I say, like a bloody hypocrite.

It might have been wiser to go back in and smack them, but she’s justifiably annoyed at them so it makes sense she wouldn’t.

On the one hand, that drawing looks pretty good from where I’m sitting, on the other, I’m a perfectionist, too. And maybe the issue isn’t that it’s not ‘good,’ it’s that it’s not what he ‘wants’ it to be?

Asuna here w/ the very direct line of questioning.

Don’t tell him that! Though I do appreciate that the whole ‘she says the wrong thing/speaks too bluntly sometimes’ thing is more subtle. Like w/ what she said to Melto before and here. It’s not there all the time.

Other thing I like about this, is that it’s not ‘the girl can’t beat the Minusaur alone.’ It’s that ‘no one can beat the Minusaur.’ Yes, they fare a little better when there’s more of them, but it’s not bc Asuna is a ‘girl’ or at all ‘weaker.’ It’s that this Minusaur is quite strong. It wasted Kou and Melto before, too. Also the fact that it’s just reflecting their own power back at them (multiplied, too, I believe), means that it’s using their own strength against them. So the stronger the attack, the more damage the reflection does. After all, Asuna does absolutely fine on her own later, and even frightens the current General, and it takes three of them and the Kishiryu and some strategy to beat the Minusaur (and some of Asuna’s luck).

A plus mediation, Kou. You guys can discuss this later.

Crayon should really learn to watch his mouth w/ the Generals…

Wyzul’s incurable need for theatrics will become his undoing. By pissing off Asuna.

The fact that Banba does everything just slightly slower than the others, from drawing his sword to charging the Minusaur, just to be that much sexier is vexing and I love it.

Wonder what varsity jacket did to make Mori so pissed at him? Or… Is he a coach or something? If he’s a coach, he needs to be fired, though.

Wait, did art boy offer to punch a dude for Mori so that Mori could fight in an upcoming boxing match, but someone would still punch the dude? That’s so sweet, oh my god. DX

Nah, man, Asuna’s right. I think you’re overreacting a little. I say, like I don’t overreact every day of my life.

I’m sobbing. Anky Mom raised a good girl. Asuna is a princess and a damn wonderful big sis. She’s still dad friend of the trio, though.

Banba is dad friend of the whole team.

Melto is mom friend no matter where he is.

I feel like these three’s reactions are telling of their personalities. XD Kou just takes one to the face, Touwa dodges a bit the ducks for cover, and Banba blocks a little but stands his ground and somehow manages to avoid being hit by… I dunno, sheer power of sexiness?

I think I regret getting used to that word.

This is very much dramatic irony. It’s pretty obvious to the audience that it’s Wyzul—but Mori doesn’t know about Wyzul at all, or that he can shapeshift, Asuna knows about Wyzul and that he can shapeshift, but has no reason to think he’s here. I mean, sure, Minusaur, but Crayon has gotten left to his own devices before. And they haven’t seen him yet. Asuna isn’t the suspicious type, either.

Where they just letting Kou wail on it while they watched. I mean, I guess more eyes are likely to notice something, but it’s just funny.

Ah, it’s her injured wrist, that probably made things harder. It does seem like she makes conscious decisions when to put her whole strength into things, most of the time, w/ only the occasional slip ups.

Hey, not a bad plan, Kou. MistSoul is pretty noncombative.

Yeah, but not all the attacks went through his… You know what, I don’t care. In the positive way. I don’t care for positive reasons.

I love how they just let Kou wail on it again in Kishiryu Oh. Though I guess they couldn’t form anything w/out Asuna and Ankyrose.

Asuna here w/ the princess carry. True knight in shining armour. ^^

The new mecha suit actor is really good. The torch has been well passed. ^^

Also, pour one out for the miniature city set designers and builders! Technically physically possible, whatever! That was impressive! And how many times must they have had to build and test everything. And then there’s the effects. O_o I salute you, folks.

Oh, yeah, and… It’s HAMMER TIME!

Asuna for one of the best big sisters ever award. DX

I love Naohisa and his ‘ah! places!’ reaction to Asuna coming in. XD

They made a sign? And why is Ui wearing a helmet? I’m so confused. But this is so cute, gods love them.

Not all of them are smiling, dude. Banba has to keep glaring, it’s in his contract.

No it, it’s not. But he’s def not smiling yet. One day he is gonna smile, though, and I am going to implode.

 Okay, but has DimeVolcano just been wandering the forest giving deadly quiz shows? Is that what’s been happening?

Kinda like how the preview is like ‘yeah, new power next week!’ right off the bat instead of being all ‘mysterious’ about it or something. XD

Okay, who implemented a quiz into a Kishiryu? Why? Why does it rampage if you answer wrong? This seems like poor seal design, Ryusoul predecessors…

And apparently he can talk. They taught the Kishiryu to talk so that it could give quizzes. This seems like a lot of effort.

And the fact that the quiz thing is apparently such a thing that it’s featured in the historical writings that were found by palaeontologists.

Also they got my boys in the house again—I don’t know why I love that so much, but I do—and I just noticed Touwa is holding a mug. For some reason this is so important to mea, I will be including a picture at the bottom

Really curious as to how the quiz scene goes down, bc there’s shots of what seem to be Crayon and Myzul trying it, and shots of the trio trying it, but… What happened to the brothers? They’re there on approach, and there’s a shot in the online preview that seems to indicate they’re there in the scene where they’re talking to DimeVolcano, but they seem to disappear. Very curious what the actual scenario is.

That’s all, folks! Virtual fondu for anyone who read all that. I liked this episode very much, Asuna is wonderful and I love her to pieces. I was a little apprehensive when I first read the summary, but I think they handled it fine. Asuna did get to call the boys out for not listening to her/taking her seriously, which was nice. Sad we didn’t get Anky Mom, but there’s plenty of time for her to come back at some other point. Find it hilarious that Banba insists on sitting w/ his back to everyone during discussions. I am totally over obsessing over minor things, but I’m choosing to interpret that tiny moment (where he was like ‘but first, we need to figure out it’s weakness’) as something to indicate he’s becoming the ‘rock’ of the team. Kinda like Hikari? W/ the whole ‘anchor’ thing? He’s the most sort of… Like, ‘down to earth’? In a way? Like, they all absolutely can focus and be ‘serious’ and sensible about things, but they can also kinda ‘wander off’? Kou, Touwa, and Asuna will rush into things, each in their own way, Melto overthinks, so on and so on. Goodness knows what kind of nonsense Kanaro will get up to. And Banba can be the grumpy, stubborn, often taciturn rock that supports and anchors them. Did any of that make sense?

Bonus:

Touwa holding a mug. Bc it’s somehow funny and cute to me and almost implies the boys came over for lunch or breakfast or something.

Have also remembered my random thought about the possibility of Wyzul masquerading as one of the team this ep. I feel like the new info makes it a little unlikely, but not impossible. They’ve got a hostage, yes, but Wyzul does like to be tricky—case in point, last time they had a hostage. So it’s not impossible.

[decompositie]

so emberrassing how i still care abt some of these stupid superhero movies..... ithough i left it all behind me when i waslike 16 or something but suddenly i care again abt like 3 people.... which is too much even 1 would be too mcuh..... i didnt even watch those last two movies i Disengaged but i heard all the spoilers beforehand and for somereason my brain has decided to get really passionate abt this suddenly. help none of this wouldve happened if the winter soldier wasnt actually a good movie

[cookieofdestiny]

Relationship - Accepting

@chaoserve​

💛💘!! ( for white lily! the second one is mainly admiration on his end bc of how powerful she is^^ )

Yess

Somereason, I honestly can see White Lily being a somewhat mentor figure to Licorice? And doing her best to help him out even if it means doing dark magic since I can see them bonding over knowledges and Lily encouraging Licorice.

Considering the fact that Lily is a really curious person who wants to learn about the world as much as possible, even if her curiosity does get her into trouble... As such, she wouldn’t shame Licorice for wanting to explore dark magic.

[akaluan]

okay, all i know about Ar Tonelico is the mind thing, the singing thing, and something like clones are involved? and i only know that becuase i read the crossover section of the Dreaming of Sunshien Resursive fics (DoS is a BIGTIME populer Naruto SI fic, if u don't know) and. My idea for a crossover is crossing it with Bleach & Tanya, and for somereason Erich needs to help Kisuke with a mental attack, and that's the best/only method to help him. Yes? Also, darn u for that pairing. *shakes fist*

(I will gladly take the blame for Erich/Kisuke, because I love it SO MUCH even if it was actually @hamelin-born that first lead me in that direction almost 2 years ago now.)

Hoooo boy, Ar Tonelico is... a Thing. It really is. There’s a LOT to unpack with those games at times and there’s a lot of really shitty situations that they deal with. I love them to death but boy are they a Thing to deal with at times.

(The main themes of Ar Tonelico games are Communication Is Key, Music Is Important To Us All, and Bonds Between People Are Good, which of course means that you get to see the opposites of this, where a lack of communication causes conflicts and where bonds are ignored. And because of the nature of Reyvateils... it gets messy and the deeper implications are... horrifying at times.)

So the EXA_PICO universe (where Ar Tonelico is set) is “made by song”, and so a lot of things are made manifest by Reyvateils singing special songs in the conlang made for the game called “Hymnos” -- these songs can do anything from your average battle attack/defense type things to actually destroying and recreating entire worlds.

(Random cool fact: songs in the Ar Tonelico games have Actual Hymnos Lyrics That Mean Actual Things, which means the singers they hired to sing the songs had to learn how to pronounce the conlang words well enough to sing them, sometimes SUPER FAST)

(Yes, this means that basically every Ar Tonelico song with lyrics has a Real Translation so you can understand what the songs are about!)

Reyvateils are actually artificial lifeforms created by “Sound Science” and are capable of transforming sound into energy (more accurately, they’re capable of turning songs in Hymnos into Real Effects Upon The World). Because this is the early 2000s we’re talking about here, Reyvateils are Enforced Female Only because of course they are. Here’s a nice little write up from the wiki about their traits:

As you can see, the concept is very Computer But Living Being And Songs Are Programs. (One of the games actually takes the song == program distinction further and the hymnos variant they use in that game is very program-code-esque in places. You can see the appeal this would have for me.)

A Cosmosphere is basically an inner world where you can interact with the Reyvateil’s soul and draw out their true self (and power) through slowly growing to know each other. It’s a very important part of most of the games.

(Gods i love the world building that went into Ar Tonelico. Almost everything has an in-universe answer that makes in-universe sense even if it’s utterly ridiculous to read about extracted from that context.)

So I mean, I guess if I wanted to involve the concepts of Reyvateils into a Bleach crossover, I’d make the Quincy be Reyvateils and Reyvateil-adjacent folks, which would end up with Alexis as the active Reyvateil and Erich as her partner, with Erich ALSO being technically a Reyvateil but unable to act as one. Actually I would need to research to see if that’s even possible, hmm... I think there was a case of a Reyvateil-adjacent male being a partner.

Hmm... it’s a thought.

[selkie-elf]

Spotlight (Chapter 2)

Read the whole fic in AO3

Finally the chapter two is done! This is a bit of a dialogue heavy chapter. Hope you enjoy!

Carey threw her arms around Magnus and welcomed him and Merle back to the Moonbase with hugs. Killian and joined her soon and patted Merle on the back maybe with a little too much power. ”What the fuck happened to you two? Sorry to say Magnus, but did you get old or something?” the dragonborn laughed and ruffeled Magnus’s hair that had gotten a bit grayer. Magnus just laughed and hugged Carey tighter. He was glad to see that his dear friend was okay and happy. Magnus showed the rogue his new four fingered hand. Carey just laughed at it, saying how it was a good thing that they had gotten their little puzzle box ready before their mission.

”Anyway, where is Taako? I want to see how much he has changed in one day!” the dragonborn excitedly jumped, trying to look over Magnus’s board shoulders, trying to catch Taako with her eyes. Carey’s happy grin changed quickly, when she noticed that the wizard was nowhere to be seen. Confused, she looked at Magnus, only to notice the saddened look on his much older face. ”Taako…Taako didn’t make it”, Magnus said and put his hand on Carey’s shoulder. Carey could feel the way Magnus’s scarred arm was slightly shaking. ”What?” Carey said in disbelief, taking a step back. Killian quickly wrapped her arms around her, trying to calm her down. ”What happened Merle?” Killian calmly asked. Merle sighed. ”Is he dead?! Who did this!? Who can I kill!” Carey shouted, trying to make Killian let go of her, the dragonborn’s claws biting down to Killian’s arms. ”Well as dead as a lich can be…” Merle muttered. Carey stopped, looking Merle in disbelief. Kilian started to pet one of Carey’s horns. ”What happened to him?” ”Where is The Director?” Magnus asked weakly. He was already tired of even the thought of having to explain the whole situation the Director, not to mention that ”Shouldn’t you rest first?” Killian asked worried. Magnus looked at her under his eyebrows. ”There is time to that later” the fighter said, wiping some blood off his nose. ”She is having a visitor” orc woman said. Magnus just walked past her, not really caring. Whoever they were, they could wait. Taako was more important. Merle followed him to the Director’s office, leaving Killian and Carey standing in the lobby, trying to make sense of the situation.

Magnus didn’t even bother to knock. He just marched straight to the office. Lady Director was sitting behind her table, listening calmly as a weirdly familiar voice shouted at her. Angus was sitting on the couch, taking up some notes with a worried look on his face. Lucretia stood up as she noticed that the two had entered the room and the visitor turned his handsome face. Magnus quickly recognized the well-dressed man to be Kravitz, the grim reaper that they had met on Lucas’s laboratory couple missions ago. Merle took a step back. Last time they had met, things had not exactly gone well. Grim reaper just ran straight to Magnus, grabbing the fighter’s shoulders with his cold hands. ”Where he is?! Where is Taako? Please tell me he is okay! ” Kravitz demanded to know. Magnus looked at him a bit surprised. ”How do you know?” Magnus whispered. Kravitz’s grip loosened as he looked at Magnus worried. ”Mister Kravitz, please let my reclaimers report the situation to me, before rushing to them” Lucretia calmly said. Angus just sat quietly as Magnus and Merle took their seats. Kravitz sat next to Angus, holding a piece of paper in his hands. Magnus took a deep breath. ”Where do you want us to start?”

Lucretia carefully listened as Magnus tried his best to tell her everything that had happened. As he was stuttering about how the Vogue elves had turned Taako in to a lich, he quickly glanced at Angus and Kravitz. The looks on their faces were just horrified. Angus just stared at him with fearful eyes and Kravitz gripped the flyer in his hands tighter. ”And then, they for somereason let us go, and now we are here” Magnus ended his speech and sniffed his nose. Lucretia nodded. ”Kravitz, show them the flyer”, she calmly asked. Kravitz placed the flyer relucantly on the table, so that Magnus and Merle could look at it. ”I found this today. It was waiting on my living room table. I thought it was a sick prank at first, but I guess not. I came hear as soon as I could”, Kravitz said with a hoarse voice.

It was another invitation to the Wonderland. The flyer was colorful, just like the one Lucretia had gotten. On the flyer there was a picture of Taako. Smiling, happy Taako in his wizard hat, blowing a kiss on the camera. Around him there were holographic hearts, and a text ”He is waiting for you in Wonderland Kravitz!”

"How fast those assholes got this done?" Merle wondered a bit amused. ”How are we going to save him?” Magnus asked, holding the flyer in his hands. Lucretia crossed her fingers and leaned her chin on them as she took a shaky breath: ”Do we have any other option? I think… I think you will have to go through Wonderland again to get Taako back.” Magnus nodded. ”Are you crazy Magnus?” Merle laughed. ”I know I can’t go back there. I don’t think there is that much I can give to the wheel, unless I want to end up like Cam.” Lucretia blinked in surprise, but didn’t say anything. ” I can’t heal, I can barely do any any magic, even my pan damned battle axe skills got taken away! I’m useless in Wonderland!” Merle laughed, with a slight panic in his voice. ”But we need to save Taako! And I don’t really care if I loose like all my memories or something like that! If I need to, I will go back to Wonderland!” Magnus argued.

”I… I can go!” a shaky voice said. Magnus turned in his chair to see Angus standing beside him, holding his notebook tightly to his chest. ”I- I’ve been practicing my magic and I’m super brave and I can fight if needed!” Angus insisted. Magnus looked at the scared boy with a worried look, and hugged him tightly. ”Angus I know you are a very brave boy and you have come so far with your magic, but this…this is just something you can’t do. I don’t want you to get hurt and I don’t want you to loose anything. I know you want Taako back and we do too, and I promise we will get him back. Let us adults handle this for this time, okay?” Magnus wiped a small tear from the corner of Ango’s eye. Angus whimpered and nodded. Magnus pulled the boy to another hug.

”I should go”, Kravitz said, looking at Lucretia. ”The invitation is for me, and me only. I don’t see any reason to send any more of your men to the Wonderland.” Lucretia stood up. ”I have been to Wonderland myself, and let me just say, you won’t survive alone. The amount of suffering those who go there alone will face is just tremendous. I have never heard of anybody making through it alone”, she said with the cold and harsh tone. ”I’m the fucking grim reaper. What do you think they are going to take from me? My life? I’ve already lost it once!” Kravitz stared down at Lucretia. ”But what if he does not recognize you? There is a chance that Taako does not remember any of us. Magnus, you said that they just turned him in to lich in that spot? Did Taako recognize you? ” Lucretia asked, still staring at Kravitz’s eyes intensely. ” They just, did their thing and forced him back to his body. I don’t think that he knew who we were. He just looked like he was in pain ”, Magnus answered, still hugging Angus. ”I figured. Mister, I think from all the beings, you understand that if someone turns in to lich without any emotional anchor, they can just forget themselves. Especially if the immediately go back to their physical body. I don’t think the liches of Wonderland made him took some kind of ”How to turn in to lich without completely forgetting who you are”-class”, Lucretia continued. Kravitz nodded. ”I’ve been hunting down liches for my whole existence. I know how they work. So that’s why I should go There has to be way that he remembers me” Kravitz hissed. Lucretia sighed and sat back down. ”We’ll, think this through tomorrow. Now I think it’s just better if you all get some rest, and get patched up. And mister ”fucking grim reaper”, if you want I can offer you one of our empty dorm rooms. I want you to be here first thing in the morning. We’ll organize a rescue team. We’ll get him back”

Kravitz sat down on the edge of the bed, still holding the flyer in his hands. It was getting dark outside. He really didn’t know what to think. A knock on his room’s door woke up from his daze. ”Come in!” Kravitz said and quickly hid the flyer under his pillow. Magnus opened the door and stepped inside. The whole man was pretty much covered in bandages. ”Do you mind if I?”, Magnus asked, reaching for the chair. Kravitz crossed his fingers under his chin. Magnus sat down. ”Why are you here Magnus? To remind me of the last time we met? I’m sorry from the last time, but you have to understand that I was only doing my job” Kravitz broke the silence. ”No, no, I’m not here to scold you or anything, just that Taako, wanted you to have this” the man chuckeled sadly and offered the pocket spa to Kravitz. The grim reaper looked at the small tent in his hand and snickered a bit. ”Do you think it’s okay if I open it here? ” Kravitz asked. Magnus shurreg and commented that probably nobody would mind. Kravitz stood up lazily and opened the spa.

”Taako especially wanted you to have that” Magnus said as Kravitz held the wizard’s hat in carefully in his hands. Kravitz looked around a bit amused. There was a lot of gold all over, but also some weirder items. Magnus reached for the weird looking sword that was leaning against a bath tub. ”I think this will help us getting through Wonderland again”, he said as he weighted the sword in his bandaged arms. Kravitz just stared down on the hat. ”Magnus, I have heard a lot of stories from Wonderland, but could you please just tell me everything you know. I want to be prepared” Kravitz turned his face to face Magnus, who was now sitting on the edge of a bathtub. ” Rule number one: Try to stay positive. Those liches get their energy from the suffering of others, and they will do anything to make you suffer, both physically and mentally. I guess in your case more mentally. Rule number two. You can’t heal. I don’t know how they are going to deal with you, but at least for mortal creatures like me, there is no way to heal” Magnus listed. ” Rule number three. You are going to lose things. Really important things. Rule number four. Trust the red-robed figure. I don’t know who they are, but they helped us through Wonderland, so don’t be scared about him. I guess that’s all” Magnus stopped. ”It’s worth trying”, Kravitz sighed. Magnus smiled as much as the bandages on his face would allow.

”You really love him, don’t you?” ” I guess I do. Did he tell you about our date?” the handsome man chuckled. Magnus shook his head. ”Oh it was fun, too bad this thing tried to kill me at the end of it” Kravitz chuckled as he bowed down to get the umbrastaff in to his hands. Magnus looked awe as the umbrella started to sparkle as soon as Kravitz touched it. It didn’t jump away from his hands, it looked more like it wanted to be held by Kravitz as some of the white sparkels started to climb up Kravitz’s arm. ”Is it supposed to work like this?” Kravitz asked a bit worried. Last time this thing had not been this friendly with him. ” I’ve never seen it act like that. Usually it only lets itself be held by Taako. I guess it wants you to take it” Magnus laughed. Kravitz just looked at umbrella in his hands. He made a promise to himself to return it to Taako as soon as he could.

Magnus bid Kravitz a good night and promised to see him tomorrow. Kravitz laid his head on the bed, still holding Taako’s hat tightly to his chest. The umbrastaff laid next to him. Restlessly he rolled in the bed, staring at the ceiling. There was no point in trying to sleep. It couldn’t be that bad, could it? He had killed countless liches before, what made these two so special. The fact that they had Taako. Kravitz stood up frustrated. It was almost three in the morning. Nobody should be awake anymore. He grabbed the pocket spa from the table and put on his cloak. He didn’t need other’s help. He would go there, kill the liches and get Taako back. Nobody else had to get involved in this. Kravitz took the flyer under his pillow and carefully folded it, so it fit in to his breastpocket. The umbrastaff spat out small sparkles again as the grim reaper grabbed it tightly in his right hand.

He was ready.

[whieldonflyfishing]

My Journey - Discovering Alpine Fishing

After getting back from, Scotland I decided that i wanted to do more trips and explore more places through fishing. I started googling local fishing guides in my area, only one bloke came out on my research, he didn't want to be paid, as at the time a fishing guide was not a registered job. So he said just give me a tip for the transport and food.

  I booked in a trip with him not knowing what i was getting myself into, something that would change my life completely. I was not very fit at the time, all he said was meet me in Chiavenna at 5am on a summers morning. Chiavenna is a alpine town in the heart of the mountains in northern Italy.

So here I was 5am, a car pulls up, and he introduces himself, and says its a wonderful day to go fishing. he loads up my Landrover Discovery with all the fishing gear and we start making are way up the mountain. On the way up we quickly stop to buy a few sandwiches from a local bakery, a few bottles of water and some chocolates.

Shortly after that we go offroad, up a mountain gravel road, pass donkeys, then cows, and eventually peak out of the tree line. Up up up we go until we reach the end of the gravel path, barely a gravel road at this point.

We park right at the end of the road. I mean literally the end! There was a 50ft dropping slope in front of the Discovery. We get out the gear, for some reason when I set out i thought it would be similar to what i did in Scotland. Oh how wrong was I!

For the next hour we hiked up the mountain, up small paths, zig-zagging our way to what i thought was the summit. The views and crisp air maid their way into my lasting memories, even now i can smell the rich dry air, the summer breeze carrying perfumes of wild flowers, snow and freshness.

Eventually we reached a plateau, we followed it over and slowly the level started dropping and a lake came into view. We where now at about 2000m above sea level. I buzz with excitement thinking that i'm going to catch a fish right away the size of a pike take a picture, release it and be happy. That didn't happen either.

As we approached the lake, I say a large rock and a cave overlooking the lake, the guide told me in the seventies there was a hermit who lived under the rock in the summer, he even brought up his own door. I don't know how true this story was but my imagination ran wild. The idea of surviving up here alone in the wild tickled my thoughts.

We eventually reached the lake, he set up my gear, a dry fly rod! great, not a clue of what to do with it, I only nymphed in scotland. He then prepared his and he started to show me how to stalk alpine trout, He tld me to stay still and away from the shore line. I did not move...... Well lets just say there was no standing in the water waiting for a fish as i had for somereason thought.... this was real stalking. He approached the water with te stealth of a wildcat in the bushes all you could see from far away was a rod and fly zipping back and forth a few times. Not five casts in he is on a fish a lovely fish.

He then calls me over and showed me how to respectfully dispatch the fish, clean it, get rid of the guts safely and how to tactfully keep the fish cool under the hot summer sun.

His school of thought was a one i really grew attached to over time. Catch one fish to eat, a tasty meal and satisfying reward at the end of the day. The rest release on home.

Great! it was my turn now to catch a fish....... I ended up getting a spinning rod out and scarpering all the fish from the shore, total mess but I did catch a fish in the end a lovely brown. Then i dispatched it as he showed me. That was the only fish i caught but he went on, and I kept learning.

He then lit a small wood fire, picked some herbs (i know now that was wild thyme) and cooked the trout over the wood fire for us. The flavour of that fresh trout was nothing like I had ever tasted.

  At this point can I just say what an amazing experience I just had. How fortunate I was to be here with this guy showing me the ins and outs of Alpine fishing. I was very blessed and to this day remain thankful to all he tought me.

    His name is Stefano, and to this day remains a very good friend of mine. He was in many ways my teacher, as time went on he instructed me on how to enjoy the mountains, what plants can help and what ones are dangerous, how to protect myself against snow, rain, wind and all sorts of mountain weathers, how to fly fish with a dry fly, but most of all how to stalk wild alpine trout.

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[thetangibleghost]

I had a second dream that I dont remeber all of but i woke my self up because my torso got bitten by a crocodile and I just didnt feel like dealing with that.

For most of it I was at this woman's house and it was her daughter's birthday and the vibes were just....... a bit creepy. And she was trying to set me up with this guy who was very tall.

There was a cabinet full of food that was kind of interestingly shaped. And then it was time for cake, every one got a different kind. The little girl was like. Really into the cake she got.

the first dream i had i didn't think i remembered that well till i started writing it down:

there was this fast food joint? it was like... a McDonald's but also a steak and shake.

I was walking around it because I got zapped out of my car at an intersection and then it somehow made it in line and was holding up the line. The worker (A) was like 'go get your car.' so i walked around inside then looped out side but couldn't find it. I kept wandering around but couldn't even find the drive through.

sorry this map is. bad. but after looping around I ran into B, who was a man with writing on his face like in a sort of splat on the bridge of his nose. It looked pretty cool and he wasn't upset at me for running into him so.

Anyways so then I look over across the parking lot and theres C, and for somereason im immediately like "oh Magnus archives. I bet they know how to get to my car. But I was like C is NOT going to tell me the truth though. So I pass D and ask them and they're like 'its burned up'. and I was like... hmmm. okay I guess not.

So then i walk over to the road and theres this commotion because someone has lost their suitcase. A girl drives up in a go cart and attempts to flash me but when she pulls up her dress its just the same dress right underneath. they get pulled up three times in quick succession before I'm like. Alright. what are you doing. and when she talks I can tell shes actually like, really young. so. glad she didn't actually flash me. anyways so theres another motorist who's interrupts her and is like 'what do you want' and the guy who lost his suitcase pushes one of the cars aside and is like 'found it!' until that point i did not know why that was why we were here. I see a metal trailer with the impression of a woman's body pressed into the panels.

so i turn and head back towards the the parking lot towards F and see two guys unloading a box from a car. I can tell they want me to help them but also that they are bad news so i turn around and head back towards the door of the restaurant, which you have to buzz to get into.

I kind of on edge so im glad that the second waitress (G) is there to let me in. When I'm inside I round the corner and see what I immediately know to be... God? in this odd little fictional world. Which is like, if danny deveto was a bit taller and had beady hamster eyes like that jukebox the ghost song. He was just sitting on a stool. then the dream ended.

the shaded blue part is the fucking liminal drive through that my car was stuck in. Supposedly. I could only see it through the windows while I was inside the building and it was also inside the building, but i never saw MY car there. Just other peoples cars. And then when out side I could feel that there was something there, but not like actually place them at all.

When I saw the guy i immediately thought of this meme:

[triumphorce]

I remember when I couldn’t find the right beat,

Let mind’s dreams excite me, up nightly

Just sitting and writing some of my deepest decipherings,

Lettering spreads across, releasing feelings inside me,

detail precise in a style unseen & one thing

Is sure, I’m touching higher than I’ve been in awhile,

But for months lengths I’ve suffered, grieved and spiraled,

Really just stresses for nothin’, but I know I felt somethin’,

so fuck any laughin’, speakin’ sleazy ‘bout my reasons

I’m simply preachin’ my peace in pieces compelled to lengthen,

Don’t need to be deceitful, my meanin’ is deeply seeded in,

Feel it leading me, conceiving future impedances

And deleting them via perceiving meaning in me and make it a point to filter memory

to observe and never repeat negative tendencies, befriending enemies and thus making me one, unless I change the man in mirror

bending thoughts around fears, to step past where I can’t see

Used to be a problem, but I realized recently a realer sense of my being,

Now in compliance, I’m seeing things that were, before, blinded in me,

Cause it takes more than I can think, days at a time trying to forge the links,

Started messin’ up, missin’ class, just reflectin’ gold, like Holy cups,

All alone in my room with nothin’ to disrupt, writin’ and pacin’,

In spite of spiked spikes in patience, I fight…momentarily in flight,

Runner’s High, wearily stayin’ from blankets,

Barely awake, siding by dreams facin’ extinction…

I eclipse visualization,

Rarely blinkin’, I coil up…and unfoil months of trust and love

onto pages of notebooks

On the low hopin’ for people to give a fuck shit…just a look..a glimpse,

a touch, to feel me out, just a moment

uptight ‘cause I was interrupted devout,

held down by tyranny of flesh and blood,

somehow, for somereason or another, so now I innerupt

diminish every implication to finish the mission I sanctioned

Away from haters, debaters who sit in anticipation waitin’ to critique

What I’ve already looked over, already slaved on and made Clothes of,

Revising what’s already graded,

Ideas that they’ve gravely mistaken as being of their own creation,

So I dismiss the ignorance on what they think’s permissible,

And envision what was slightly contoured before I knew I was an individual,

An emancipation all this time invisible, because of unclearing tear ducts,

That fill up

And rusts my shield setup

In front of the hunger

That I use to keep me Runnin’ and stay away from the hungry,

Always defiant of living a life minus my entire must,

Make sure what I’m workin’ for is worth the classes flunked,

Worth the passes I received to double-up, fixin’ cuts,

Visiting relatives and those who are relative, helped and served,

Serve and live, surfin’ admist my purpose’s crest

But still I’m uncertain, splurgin’ my earnest, my best

Me braggin’? Nah I’m simply reverting from humbling

No more mumbling, Puncturing what I end up loving,

Fumbling as I’m running from something none done seen,

So with my tongue unseen and my love rung in rings around posies

Posing as my growth’s wing to lift from below in froze rings,

This is my sto-ry, the First of Fifteen, affixed to give, teach,

And this is a true introduction, I swear, I swore, I sword,

Slice through the top, Emerge at the core, Steel the power,

Shadows try to Claim the Light, but my Glow retains its life,

Link’s Bane to Slay, whether another Night or Day,

And I Bring down the King, Hook, stretch and reach

Attack in mid-flight, seal the deal, Sent with Will

Built phathoms deep, Wisdom, Courage and Power meet,

In separate hands they peak,

But when in one, the strengths prove weak,

Trying to critique equality, bringing balance is a task met heavily,

Everyday,

Questions pressure Devilishly, No Answers, effort vain,

Received no advice, just added vice at a price to suffice

With no change, just might and maybe, could be, slight,

And I still don’t know what to think, so I write out my mind and type…

About all accounts denied,  so sit back,

Here begins my Mind.

[maneaterwithtail]

Chapters: 6/? Fandom: Captain Underpants Series - Dav Pilkey Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Mr. Krupp (Captain Underpants) Additional Tags: I cannot believe I actually wrote a fiction for Captain Underpants, Here I am though, And honestly I'm pretty happy with this, abuse mention, death mention, No Child Left Behind and other mentions of poor education choices made by the US government, some good old 90's meta observations, Iraq war mentions, Violence Mentions, God- it's a captain underpants fic why did I have to take it so far, Edith Anthrope, Melvin Sneedly - Freeform, Harold Hutchins - Freeform, Egg Casserole, (Someone came up with that ship name and I love it) Summary:

It’s hard, being the bad guy.

He knows firsthand. He knows what it is to wake up every morning having to drag yourself to work to scowl and make sure the right kids get the right amount of everything spanning between a free lunch to a detention, and he knows the depth between those brackets. There’s been plenty of times he’s gone outside of them, but the fact of the matter still remains that it’s more of what he does out of fear that comes off as rage than out of kindness that comes off as protocol that will be remembered.

This is more stream of consciousness and *admits* its more a fanfiction of the growing post-movie canon, sort of, than a blend of it and the books.

I did not know it added chapters after the fact.

Honestly this has many MANY of the same problems I noted in 

But this one just speaks so much to me.  Taking the disparate half ideas and making a series of character pieces and examinations of what the hell is wrong with Krupp.  It felt like a drabble but its grown and. and

I think I like it better than Sneed Me.  I guess because its laser focused on the subject I identify with.  And it feels its consistently inconsistent.  sorry I really suck at putting into clear words my judgement and feelings.  And so does Krupp in this version of the tale.

Its all about Krupp being damaged and his vicious persona having grown around him until the point he him is dead inside.  Only Captain underpants is somehow saving him.

Each chapter feels like a new take with some take from the movie, the books, and the tumblr fanon.  Part of what helps is “I get that reference” being old enough I was in school when some of the big woes that Krupp gets fixated on takes him over.  Also I feel it makes Krupp mean and the faculty PEOPLE versus jerks we want the slasher pranksters to give them what for.  And subtle distant shot of “Jacob” Meaner interacting with Krupp (oh when will I get a good version of this ship? no no I didn’t mean it keep things as is PLEASE I didn’t mean it ).

Its clear this is made up as it goes. but for somereason that works. so am recommending for speaking to me and my struggles with confusion and depression and feeling torn and unsure and desperate to the point its one day one goal at a time.

Even with elements just yesterday I’d say I don’t like such as Krupp’s dad being abusive.  Dead sainted mother, and other freudian excuses.  Just exploring Hey School faculty lives 24-7 outside of class or our interactions what happens when Benny just has to be somewhere else not in George and Harold’s vicinity?  How do they keep pulling this shit off?  What’s it like from Krupp’s point of view.  

We get it and I think this one has the right amount of empathy and distance.  shows how the world and perception of depressed or deeply negative person builds up and does and how they compensate (or don’t) or confront things like healthscares, mortality, spiritual failure, but at the same time the entire world isn’t *just* set up to validate him.  You get the sense Krupp’s the hero in his own tale but he also is, slowly, getting that whatever he tells himself it doesn’t make the bad he do not bad.

Beats Shinji Ikari.  so far as five chapters I’m interested.  and even if this only is a series of short encounters... that’s fine by me.

[atom-panax]

someone give me $300 so I cant my GRE tests thanks I love you

[hamelott]

Can you write something where Jake is the huntsman and Ezekiel is a werewolf he captured but can't kill?

Hi there! I have to say, this was interesting to write because it’s not really like anything I’ve done before, but it was a heck of a lot of fun. Thanks so much for the request, and I hope you enjoy!!

Jacob lived in the woodsby himself. He was a recluse in a sense, so he didn’t mind spending his dayswith just the animals around him and the trees. Though, unfortunately, he’dmade quite the name for himself as a good huntsman in a nearby village. Becauseof that, he had many people trying to enter his woods to request his service.Whether it was to kill a bear that was raiding the town at night or simply findthe biggest turkey he could for the town feast, Jacob did it all. For somereason, he just couldn’t say no.

Recently he’d been given a…strange task. Apparentlythere’d been something lurking around the outskirts of the town, always runningoff into his forest when anybody approached it. Some people had described it asa large wolf-like creature with fur as dark as the night sky and amber eyesthat practically glowed when you were able to get close enough to see them.Apparently, this creature was spooking the villagers, and he’d been enlisted tocapture and kill it as quickly as he possibly could.

A few days later, Jacobwas walking through the woods. He had his crossbow clutched in his hands andhis owl, Scout, was in the skies, checking Jacob’s traps ahead of him. This wasa constant routine of theirs as Scout worked much like hunting falcon. Jacobhad trained him from a hatchling, and he was probably the only other livingbeing Jacob got along with well.

Jacob followed the pathuntil he stopped, listening. Along with the regular night sounds of cricketschirping and leaves rustling in the wind, there was a foreign sound that gotlouder and louder as Jacob approached one of the traps he’d set up. It soundedlike a mix between growling and struggling. Jacob grinned to himself as Scoutraced back towards him, giving off a screech that confirmed Jacob’s thoughts.

He’d caught the beast. 

Jacob raced along thepath until he came upon the clearing in the forest where he’d set up his trapand stopped, shocked, to find a thingin the metal jaws of his contraption.

It was a wolf. Or it hadfeatures of a wolf. Black fur and amber eyes as the locals described it, but itwas more than that. There was pain on its face, and its front legs worked morelike arms than legs, scrabbling at the sharp metal that had captured its backhind leg. It was humanesque to a point that made Jacob feel uncomfortable.

Scout, who had landed ona nearby branch, let out a screech that made Jacob jump and made the creature’shead whip around; its eyes landed on Jacob. Its lips pulled back in a longsnarl, ears flattening against its head. It tried to scramble away from him,and Jacob couldn’t help a wince as it tore apart its leg all the more.

��Slow down there,” hesaid, trying to sound soothing but it probably came out gruff. He went to raisehis hand in a comforting gesture and that’s when he remembered his crossbow.That’s when he remembered the job he’d set out to do. He sighed. “Look, calm down,alright? Stupid thing; you’re gonna make yourself bleed out.”

Despite his effort to becalming, he was slowly raising the crossbow. The creature’s intelligent eyeswere watching his hands. It began to pull at its leg more, trying to get away.Jacob hesitated, and he realized he couldn’t do it. Whatever this thing was, itwasn’t just an animal. It was something different. The townspeople wouldprobably kill him for letting it get away, but he felt no doubt in his mind ashe threw away the crossbow and started approaching the beast.

It stopped in itsmovements, eyeing Jacob wearily. He growled to himself. “Look, this is dumb,but I can’t do this. C’mere, lemme get you outta that thing.”

The creature obviouslyunderstood his words and stilled. Jacob approached wearily but as he got to thetrap, the creature just watched him as he slowly undid it and released thebeast’s leg. He looked at it again. “Look, just come with me and I can heal youup and-.”

The creature ignored himand pushed past him, knocking him to the forest floor. Jacob watched, a littledazed, as it took off into the woods. The only indication that it’d really beenthere was the branches it’d pushed through shaking and the blood it’d left onits trap.

Jacob sighed to himselfand shook his head, getting up and preparing himself to go disable the rest ofhis traps.

The next morning, Jacob waswoken up to insistent knocking on his door. He quickly got up and inwardlyprepared himself for Jenkins, the town’s mayor, or even Eve, the town’ssheriff, coming to ask him why he hadn’t captured the beast yet. He was tryingto think of an excuse or even a story as he opened the door.

Then he was brought to apause. Instead of Jenkins or Eve, a man younger than both of them stood infront of him. He had dark, black hair and dark brown eyes that were flecked withgold in the rising sun. He was leaning heavily against Jacob’s cabin and that’swhen Jacob noticed his leg, bloody and torn to shreds.

The man gave him asmirking grin. “Hey there…does your offer still stand?”

Jacob’s eyes widened ashe quickly understood. “Y-you were that…beast?”

“Beast is such a harshword…” the man said. “But, uh, yeah…that’s me. I also go by Ezekiel.”

“But…how?” Jacob asked,still too astonished to actually let the man in to take care of him.

“It’s a really longstory, and I’ll probably bleed out before I finish it,” Ezekiel said, and Jacobnoticed his breath was getting shallower.

“R-right.” He nodded. Hereached out, pulled the man into his house, and glanced around the woods, justto check they were completely alone before he shut the door.

Jacob was wrapping upEzekiel’s leg when he finally spoke again. “It’s a disease, really. It’s not somethinganybody actually wants. I’ve beentold many names…lycanthropy…man-wolf…the most popular one is werewolf. I don’treally know how it happened. All I do know is I got bit by one of ��em one nightand now I can’t stop turning into them. Villages are terrified of me, peoplesend out search parties to hunt me down, but you’re the only one who’s everbeen that close.” He frowned, looking at Jacob. “And then you let me go.”

Jacob shrugged, startingto put away his supplies and thinking of some sort of food he could cook upquick. “You obviously weren’t what people thought you were. You were scared ofme even in that…form. You could’veripped me to shreds had I gotten close enough, but it didn’t even occur to you.”He met Ezekiel’s eyes. “I couldn’t kill you after that.”

“Oh,” Ezekiel murmured,and he still frowned as if he didn’t understand. He suddenly shook his head andsaid, “Look, I should be getting out of here. I’ll go somewhere else…maybedeeper into the forest. Thank you for all you’ve done. I would be dead if itweren’t for you.”

“Wait, hold on,” Jacobsaid, his hand wrapping around Ezekiel’s arm to keep him in place. “You don’t…youdon’t have to go. This forest, I’mthe only one who lives here. None of the villagers dare to come in here unlessthey’re lookin’ for me. You could be safe here.”

Ezekiel glanced at Jacob’shand wrapped around his bicep and then met Jacob’s eyes. He had a tiny smileplaying on his lips. “Are you serious? You just met me…and I could bedangerous. I still don’t know the full extent to this.”

Jacob shrugged. “Then I’llhelp you figure it out.” He sighed but even he could feel his cheeks getting alittle warmer. “You just seem like you need help. So here I am…offering it toyou.”

Slowly, Ezekiel nodded. “Yeah…okay.Sure. I’ll stay.”

Jacob grinned. “C’mon,lemme introduce you to the dog. You can talk to him, right?”

Ezekiel frowned. “Oh, I cantell I’m gonna hate you already.”

“What was that a dumbquestion?”

“I should’ve torn you toshreds when I had the chance.”

[aksrfy]

For the last 21 years, i had so much wonderful time, yet madness or even sadness. My childhood not even cheerful like other people on general, it was sad, disappointed one and yes, giving so much pain in my heart. But after all, i’m still here, doing such a good job of being student and daughter, having such a comfortable room and beautiful books.

In several years, i’m learning how to be sociable in school. How to say “hi” and being someone that always been searching. I like that way. Being someone that always been searching for. Because i felt that i am matter for someone, even for just one person. It been hard when i’ve tried to delevoped my relationship with so much person, because sometimes, when i really care about someone or groups, they eventually stabed me on back.

But then, i realized what that “matter” like. What a bestfriend should be, love, or even family.

For the last 2 months, it feels so heavy. I’d like to stay in my bed almost a day, and its not kinda my type. Crying every night, got headache in 2 days each week. Because i lost so much in 2 months. My pride, my bestfriend, my time, my hopes, and... my happiness?

But tho, i’d being professional in the same time. When i feeling that broke, i should cheering up my buddy in organization. Because i knew, being completely alone with those crazy thoughts are the most scary thing ever. So i wont let my bestfriend feeling alone.

And for the last 2 days, bigger problem comes. Someone that always seems alone, fragile and even searching for help, doing such a “not a good matter” thing. Not professional. Not acceptable. Everyone thought that person was so tuff, struggle for somereason. But then, we’ve fooled by, no, i am being fooled.

For everyone that having family, bestfriend, colleague, or love. Please carry them with a good way, not with 2 faced because it will make a few things unclear. If you, having something to tell about, just tell them with a good word. No one will appreciated you if you pushing them with not prefessional manner.

[newgatedamocles]

Man it really sucks when the people who are supposed to care about you are the ones that are against you. While I was drawing this someone I love to death actually told me, if you spent all the take u use drawing on studying would be such a smart kid. N everyone in the car agreed with her. Maybe it's just my adolescent mind playing tricks on me but for somereason when I think of unconventional love I think of having ur family's back when they need you. Ain't yo family supposed to be the ones who u can always rely on. Lemme quote Russ real quick "Fuck it I'll do it myself!!!" Don't let nobody stop you. Surround yourself with ppl who will help u achieve ur dream not put you down for investing in yourself (at Truthville)