#and that theres many things I could do with birds and certain things meaning different stuff about the two

[toxictoxicities]

Sorry if this sounds odd, but I've been wondering... do birds have any significance in your Trafficlights? Birds have been mentioned in at least three of your Trafficlights drawings. Was that just a coincidence/spur-of-the-moment idea, or is that a theme for them in some way — in symbolism, or maybe it's something they connect on, etc.? (I'm asking because I have this silly idea for them more directly related to birds, but I need to know if that's actually a running theme)

Nah it's not odd at all! Especially when I have in fact littered so many little symbols and foreshadows in designs and art pieces I've done - and I love sprinkling in little symbols or using certain elements which aid in the whole visualization of the narrative.

However I cannot spill alllll my lil secrets I've laid out, but I'd love to hear your interpretation of it!

[radioactive-dazey]

My orange side dreams (I've had 4)

A description of my multiple orange side dreams and some of my commentary on them.

The first one

I had this dream back in 2022. Logan was sitting in a closet looking into a mirror. But his reflection wasnt himself, it was Thomas with a scraggly beard, dirty grey hoodie, messy hair, etc. Logan was talking to him about backing off, the reflection was mocking him, and all of a sudden the reflection reaches out and pulls Logan into the mirror. He starts laughing evilly and takes on Logan's appearance, walking out of the mirror and out of the closet. The dream changes to me scrolling through the comment sections of youtube trying to look for theories about this video, when i find in the description for the video theres a single name: Julius.

What I find super funny about this dream was that, the original appearance is super similar to an old dark side OC I had before Remus was introduced. He represented procrastination.

The name Julius is also funny because I'm fairly certain my subconscious took it from the drink "orange Julius"

Also lmao me predicting Thomas having facial hair is wild, God damn 2022 Dazey.

The second one

Previously posted elsewhere on my tumblr, I'm basically copying and pasting the post here.

I had a dream that Thomas posted a sander sides video featuring Janus, Remus, and the orange side. The orange side had no defined appearance, he was constantly switching between looking like Patton, Virgil, and Logan.

Janus and Remus didn't like him. The orange side did things in the video that actually made REMUS feel disgusted. I wont describe how (info in the replies of the original post), but he was able to completely shut down other sides. He picked them off one by one and made them faint, disappear, etc...

You could tell by the end of the episode Janus was majorly unhappy but before he could do anything, the orange side rendered him unconscious and Thomas was left alone with him. The episode ended with the orange side laughing as the screen faded to black. The endcard featured Thomas announcing the next episode would come out in 2 years :) (ouch, the accuracy still hurts a bit)

The third one (short and sweet)

Orange side had this ability to influence other sides, like a temporary possession. He wore glasses, which let me tell you, I don't see many orange sides interpretations with glasses so this was just wild.

Despite the fact I know he wore glasses, he also didn't have a set appearance, like he was invisible. Similar to dream 2, he was constantly changing how he looked through this possession concept I brought up.

He was influencing Logan to lash out a lot. Weird huh *gestures vaguely to my complicated feelings to the wrath theory*

Different dream again, the final one

The orange side adopted the appearance and actions of my personal theory for what the orange side should be. Those who have read my orange side theories will already know what im about to say: He represented ignorance, his dark side animal was a bird (some sort of falcon or hawk), his name was Icarus. The entire dream (read: episode) was more or less about how the others fucking suck when it comes to addressing their issues. It felt like they were going in circles. Why did they have to constantly fight?

I've seen the arguments against my particular ignorance theory, saying it's basically just lying to yourself and we can't have two Deceits. But ignorance is more than just 'turning a blind eye.' It's purposefully ignoring new nformation to stay in a comfortable and familiar idea space. Most of the dream works from the angle of Logan not being listened to. The other sides ignorance is what makes Logan angry.

This means nothing but I feel like sharing. In this dream I got to meet Thomas and I asked him "so, Is the orange sides name icarus?" And he looked personally so offended that I guessed it.

[alltoolewis]

30 with lando pls

"Ride me."- Lando Norris.

Summary- you and lando celebrate his highest placing poduim after you comfort his nerves before the Italian grand prix....

Words- 1808...

(Warnings- Alot of fluff & smut! 18+! You've been warned!)

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You couldn't believe how quickly it all flew by. It felt like just yesterday when you met him... you the new photographer for McLaren, who didn't have a clue about F1, moving away from everything you knew to travel round the world taking pictures of cars worth more than your credit card & him, the new rookie, who had so much confidence on the track but who had near to none when it came to speaking to women... until you came along & And now here you were... 3 years later, moved in together, traveling the world doing the thing both of you loved & what a better way than doing that together.

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Your hands trembled just looking at him pacing the room,you could tell he was nervous.. I mean who wouldn't be, starting P3 in one of the most anticipated races of the calendar....

"Baby your making me dizzy" you giggled,slowly making your way over to him as he reaches for your clammy hand.

"Im sorry" he sighed, leaning into your touch as you pulled him closer "just nervous... I mean with all the pressure of me and danny starting up the grid & McLaren not having the season they hoped for, its just getting to me.. and you-" stopping himself, he looked deep into your eyes and for the first time you could see the panic and fear glossing his eyes like smoke...

"Im what baby?" You whispered, gently tracing your fingers though his newly combed locks, an action that you knew relaxed him...

"Your here..."

Confusion washed over you gently let go of him, taking a step back to watch his new fear wash over him..

"I can stay back here lando... if I'm the one making you nervous... I'm sure they wont mind me sitting out on this one, they have so many talented photographers, they won't miss m-"

Put of nowhere lando pulled you closer, locking your lips with his, taking all the unnecessary words out of your mouth.

"I'll miss you" lando mumbled against your lips, before pulling away pushing your forehead against yours...

"Your not the issue baby.. its just I know how dangerous this track is & I just don't want you to see anything that you shouldn't.... I couldn't cope with mysel-"

This time is was you to interrupt him, lifting up his chin to meet your.

"Lando I know the drill.... its not my first rodeo baby, every race is a dangerous one... I knew what I signed up for the minute I started falling in love with you & guess what... I dont regret one bit & you know why...?"

"Why?" He whispered, voice full of uncertainty.

"Because you.." you sighed, locking your lips with him again "are the best driver on that grid and you I've never been more proud of anything or anyone in my life.... your gonna be okay... and im gonna be right there for here for you, together forever eh?" You say, smirking as you see his face light up at your words, reaching out for your outstretched hand, locking your fingers as he repeated your words..

"Together forever"...

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"How many more laps left??" You sighed, hands beginning to tremble as you looked at the monitor, lando dropping down to 6th after his pit.

"26" zac sighed as he sat next you, placing a hand on your knee "hes doing well you know.... he a supers-"

However zak never got to finish his praise as gasps fill the garage, looking up to see Max's car ontop of Lewis's. Heart skipping a beat as you realised just how close it was to being lando...

"I have to go- I... what if it was him.. he was so close to them he was only a second away... what if" you whispered all the possible scenerios as tear filled your eyes, causing zac to pull you closer...

"Listen... you can't live your life with what ifs (y/n).. it could of been him but guess what it wasn't andd look where he is know!" He smiles looking up at the monitor just as lando overtakes Charles, reaching p2.

"I mean you could leave... but Together forever I heard?" Zac smirks as he places a headset on your knee as he gets up to get back to his place... "just in case you want to pop in and check up on him... you stresshead"

As the lap count increased, so did your heart rate, as you seen lando still at p2 with 1 lap to go and a 2 second gap between him and perez. Hands hesitating to pick up the headset that remained on your knee like a safety blanket. Only picking it up as the mclaren garage erupts in applause, not only has lando picked up his highest ever poduim but Daniel won!

'Lets fucking go lads' lando screeches as you place the headset on, zac giving you a little nod, letting you know you can talk to him.

"Baby" you whisper through the mic, voice trembling with pride and emotion.

"(Y/n)!!! We did it! We fucking did it!!" Lando screams as he makes his way to the last corner..

"We lando?!? I didn't do anything but hid behind zac the whole time" causing lando to chuckle before the set goes dead and the garage yet again erupts... letting you know the mclarens have parked up.

Lando was the first one out, immediately running over to zac and the rest of the team, and although you could tell he was ecstatic, apart of you knew that he was gonna be disappointed about not getting p1... but he's a team player & at the end of the day thats all that matters.

After the hugs from the team, it was your turn to be pulled into your sweaty boyfriends arms, in the biggest bear hug you've ever been given.

"I'm sooo proud of you baby" you whisper, running your hand through is wet locks. Tears welling your eyes for what felt like the 50th time today.

"I love you so much" he screamed, picking your feet of the ground as he twirled you around, so fast you would of sworn he would of got the fastest lap!

"And by the way" he smirks, locking your lips with his "theres no me without you...."

However your sweet moment was inturpted as you get rudely pulled away from eachother by a certain ecstatic Australian....

"Alright love birds, plenty of that later" grabbing lando by the shoulders, pushing him towards the poduims "continue that later please, me and loverboy here have a shoey to do"

Your heart melts as you hear landos laugh, even from 10 meters away, but nothing made your race more than seeing him mouth the words anyone would dream about hearing.....

"Cant wait too rip them clothes off".....

And by lord did he keep his promise, not even being able to close the door before your 'mclaren 4' tshirt was pulled from your body.

"Ive been dying to do this from the moment I crossed that line" lando groaned as he pushed against the wall, using all his last energy, locking his lips with yours. Tounges fighting for dominance as he unhooks your bra, throwing it carelessly across the room.

Before you knew it you thrown on the bed, just as carelessly as your long forgotten bra.

"How the fuck did I get this lucky" lando moaned as he hovers over your already shaken body, eyes gazing over your bare body, filling with not only with lust but love....

Sitting up you, you lock your lips again....

"I should be saying that too you.." you mumble against his mouth, flipping your body ontop of his as your hands trace down his bare chest.

"Ahh taking in charge I see" he smirks, throwing his arms at the back of his head, as your unbutton his belt, seeing his hard cock push against the poorly made cotton.

"Only the best for my champion" you whisper, pulling down the last layer before getting to work. Lips locking over the tip, as you look straight in his eyes, making sure he can see the collection of pre-come of your tounge as it traces on his tip.

"Fuck doll..." lando wheezed as your hand goes up and down his shaft, his hands pulling your hair back as you take him deeper down your throat. His groans filling the room as your eyes welled up for a different reason this time as you feel his tip against the back of your throat, however you didnt have time to enjoy your meal for any longer as he pulls you away. Leaning down, he latches your lips to his, moaning as he tastes himself on your tounge.

"Dont want to finish in your mouth"

Laying back down, throwing one of your legs over his waist causing you to straddle him....

"Ride me." He demands, and like the good girl you were you took no time to fulfill his needs. Pulling out a condom from under the pillow he wa layed on..

"Dont judge me.. i knew this was gonna happen"

Lando chuckled as you slipped the condom on him, positioning yourself before sinking on him, Causing both of your breaths to hitch...

"Fuck (y/n)... how the fuck are you still this tight after 3 years of fucking you" lando moaned as your hips start to rock against his waist, finding your familiar rhythm as his hands find your waist. The sound of skin slapping could only be heard, as you allowed him to fill you up.

"Fuck lando" you yell throwing your hand back as he places his hand on your clit, matching the rhythm of your hips "dont stop" you scream as he picks up the pace.

Using his free hand to continue guiding your hips on his cock, pushing his hips up to meet yours.

Moans filled the air, both of you knowing full well that the rest of the mclaren could hear your 'private celebration' however neither you seemed to care as your screams filled up the room.

"Im so close" you sigh as lando continues to meet your hips half way, leaning down to meet his lips.

"Me too baby... fuck me too"

Without out any more warnings, lando let go, feeling his seed fill up the condom that was still thrusting inside you.

"Come on baby let go" lando yelled, hand moving faster against your clit as he, attaches onto your sensitive tits. Something that he knew could bring you to cum hust on its own...

"Fuck!!!" You scream as the pleasure washes over you, collapsing on his chest as you both tried to catch your breath.

"I love you so much" he whispered as he pulled your swollen lips into one last kiss..

"I love you too lando" you whispered back, leaning back into his chest as he begins to comb his fingers through your hair, a action that after 3 years of love he knew would instantly put you to sleep... and like everything that boy does, he never fails...

[apparentlyaswarmofbees]

How about a headcanon of what does MC and the brothers do togheter other than the typical dating stuff(going on dates,cuddling,...). Like, I imagine my MC and Lucifer just painting togheter in front of the fireplace,listening to classical music,drinking wine and chillin.

Hmmmmm, I do have a headcanon on Things You Do Behind Closed Doors which actually portrays exactly things you guys may do while alone, though in there some do involve cuddling seeing many of the demons are so snuggable 🤭.

But this has given me an idea for something quite a bit different! So I hope you will like it!

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One of Many Shenanigans You May Do With The Brothers

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Lucifer

Classic

Do you enjoy classical music? Do you wish you could play a fancy instrument? Do you get off on Lucifer's teacher mode? Well, I present you: Instrument lessons with your one and only Avatar of Pride.

Is he being touchy with you on purpose or is he actually being a responsable adult and actually helping you? Does he actually think you made progress or is he that much of a simp his standards have dropped lower than him and his brothers after the fall?

Honestly? Once you catch the sight of that twinkle in his eyes as he happily rambles almost like a certain otaku about classical music and almost forgets the original purpose of you guys being in the music room, I don't think any of that will matter.

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Mammon

x² + (y - ∛x² )² = 1

Do you hate math with every single inch of your body and will rather fail a math class than to deal with a math problem but you love Mammon all the same and would do anything and everything just to see him smile?

Then get ready because now he is your math study budy and he doesn't take refunds.

Seriously, you will never be able to understand how numbers work better than when you study together with this man.

Investment? In real life it may be a disaster but on paper he can find the answer in a blink of an eye. Find the X? Just make it involve money and suddenly he not only finds the X but also complains about how the entire problem is way too unrealistic.

He totally doesn't realise he was now sitting pretty close to you, you should definetelly take this chance to peck his cheek.

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Leviathan

They're Not Just Cheesy, They're Cheesier.

You know that one moment when you go to a party and you sit down somewhere away from the people but there is no internet therefore nothing for you to do but suffer?

Only Leviathan is now there by your side and he has a pen! And some paper!

For anyone on the outside it will look like two love birds exchanging small love messages to each other.

But if anyone came closer enough to see what was actually being written on the paper, all they would see would be a mess of lines, numbers and even some kaomojis as you guys have an intense battle of connect four and tic tac toe.

It's romantic.

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Satan

I Hope You Like Storms

One of the worst problems of highly intelligent people is how sometimes their brain munches on more information than it can swallow, leading to their entire brain process getting choked. That's why some good ol' brainstorming is extremelly appreciated, that way they can just puke it all out and finally be able to sort through all the information.

So yes, I hope you like storms, because you are now Satan's brainstorming buddy.

Specially when he needs to sort out his feelings and some decisions, he just straight up searches for you and if he can't find you he will just shoot you a message.

You guys can spend entire hours just laying down several ideas and opinions. Most of the time you guys won't even come to a concrete answer, but it really helps him, and he hopes it helps you too.

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Asmodeus

Is It a Mom Thing?

I don't know about you but if there is one thing I have been doing my entire life with my mother is go shopping for clothes and spending hours going back and forth in the changing rooms trying out different outfits, being way too loud and definetelly taking pictures which was explicitly written on the walls not to do.

See the Asmo energy of that?

You gyus would definetelly cause some chaos in Majolish as you guys basically turn the changing rooms into a damn fashion show, there are laughs and some screaming to "help me with the zipper" and he definetelly strikes up a conversation with the other demons also wandering in the changing rooms.

Do you guys buy everything you try? Theres a high chance all you guys will do is exactly that, try it out, and never buy it. But damn if the Lust Avatar's presence in the store doesn't already boost their sales, so the workers deal with having to put all the clothes back in place.

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Beelzebub

I May Not be Able To Carry it For You, But I Can Carry You.

Tired of walking? Do you just wish you were able to teleport to places even on days you haven't moved your leg muscles more than to walk to the kitchen and back to your bed?

Fret no more!

The Avatar of Gluttony, one of the seven most powerful demons in the Devildom was made just for you!

Build in with broad enough shoulders for you to sit comfortably on, strong enough arms to carry you around and a soft and caring personality that will worry and help you with your needs, this ginger haired demon will gladly carry you around to wherever you wish only with the promise of food, kisses and you making sure to take care of yourself!

Participate now in the RAD's new Exchange Student Program to get your own for only the price of 5 demon shaped stress fuels that you will need to sit down and have a teraphy session with and get yourself killed-

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Belphegor

From Nowhere

When it exactly started happening is hard to pin point, but at somehow, you will often find yourself staring Belphie dead in the eyes as he stares right back at yours.

There is absolutely no meaning and you guys have absolutely nothing else to do, you can be anywhere in any position, laying down, on the same table, standing up, it will just happen.

Your eyes will sting but you will not blink until he does first.

Faces and smirks will be exchanged, you guys are basically dead to the reality around you until either of you blink or Belphie gets tired and blows air into your eyes.

"I win"

He didn't win shit.

Random staring contests can be romantic I guess.

[snickeringdragon]

so, reposting this bc i realised reblogs dont seem to appear on searches on tumblr lmfao

lighthearted rant abt why the galarian fossil pokemon shouldnt be alive!!/pos

ill go in dex order, dracozolt-arctozolt-dracovish-arctovish

dracozolt!! the combination of the bird and drake fossils, by far the LEAST fucked up of the galarian fossils, but it still has some clear issues to point out

after analyzing the living halves AND the fossils/descriptions you can pretty easily figure out what all 4 of the halves are roughly based after, the draco half causes some confusion but after the dex states that dracozolt is herbivorous, and the front half zolt clearly being a species of small feathered dromaeosaurid like raptors (possibly something like microraptor or archeaopteryx due to the bird fossils description stating it could fly, which no dromaeosaurs did but some were thought to glide!!) and those basically all being carnivorous, we can figure out draco is the herbivorous half, leading me to believe its some type of stegosaurid now, with a front half thats carnivorous and a back half thats herbivorous thats GOT to cause some issues, not getting proper nutrition, not having proper ways to digest certain things one half needs, etc, if we go with what the dex says (which the dex is CLEARLY not very reliable for these pokemon but lets just use it here) that its herbivorous the zolt half could be receiving malnutrition and having trouble eating the correct food the center of balance!

its probably thrown off by the obvious size difference and the fact that stegosaurids are quadrapeds, while dracozolt is a biped. if it falls over its pretty fucked but thats pretty normal for large theropods tbh

there could be some issues with body temperature, but im not sure, smaller things get colder faster and bigger things get hotter faster

thats all i have to say for dracozolt!!

Arctozolt

arctozolt is the combination of the dino and bird fossils and was my first galar fossil! theyve got some VERY clear issues and a few less clear ones to address, but they are Definitely not enjoying coming back from the dead 💖

first, what IS the arcto half? judging by what we can see i think its most likely to be a type of plesiosaur, it could also be some other aquatic reptiles like ichthyosaurs but i think plesiosaurs are more likely

arctozolt is. cold. duh, the freezing half of an ice type plesiosaur and a small dromeasaur is probably leaving lil zolt pretty chilly and uncomfortable, please give them a scarf

if you take a look back at dracozolt and compare to arctozolt, youll notice the upper torso and most of the arms are inside arctos? blubber? scales? one of those two! not only does this leave the hands nearly useless it also means that if the bones, muscle, flesh, etc, are still present it could definitely cause some health issues, including messing with organs

arctozolt is CLEARLY not supposed to be walking, a terrestrial animal was combined with an aquatic one to result in uh. broken flippers probably, aquatic animals can get VERY heavy and the flippers were clearly never designed to handle that weight, its likely highly uncomfortable to walk on them and probably causes many injuries including broken bones

Dracovish

oh FUCKING boy/lh the combination of the drake and fish fossils dracovish is a NIGHTMARE of a pokemon, a head on a tail, an aquatic creature combined with a terrestrial one, a carnivore combined with an herbivore, this is my least favorite galar fossil

firstly, whats the vish half? this is the only galarian fossil you can get an exact genus for, vish is almost certainly based of dunkleosteus, a prehistoric fish that had one FUCK of a jaw!

now, as stated above the picture dracovish has the same conflicting diet issue dracozolt has, draco being an herbivore and vish most likely being a carnivore like dunkleosteus, i wont go into too much detail because i already did with dracozolt

center of balance comes up once again, i dont think i need to elaborate much but with how it just. Is. theres no way this guy walks very straight, its also fucked if it falls just like dracozolt

dracovishs head is attached to its tail, that parts obvious, but this is CERTAINLY ***HIGHLY*** uncomfortable, stegosaurid tails should NOT be bent like that as well as just the effort it most likely takes to keep it up, also its head is upside down if it actually puts its tail back down, ALSO the spiky plates on dracos tail could very well harm itself if it gets too unlucky so.

dracovish has no throat unless cara liss decided to ACTUALLY put effort into these frankensteins monsters and put a throat in the tail theres no way it can uh. really do anything, eat, breathe air, drink water, yea

speaking of breathing!! does it? have lungs? the front half of draco being cut off could make it so theres no lungs, and vish most likely doesnt even have gills and if it DID have FUNCTIONING gills thatd bring up a whole NEW issue about how this thing CANT swim, no buts it just Cant

SPEAKING of it not having specific organs, does it have a HEART??? does it???? does it???????

theres so much about dracovish i probably forgot something/srs anyways!

Arctovish

arctovish is the combination of the dino and fish fossils, and the last one of the galarian fossils!!!!!

arctovish is probably the normalest LOOKING of the galarian fossils, until you realise its. head is on upside down, the pokedex, although unreliable for these pokemon i have a reason to believe what it says here, states this:

it has "trouble eating its prey" and "breathing difficulties" caused by its flipped head

it could have issues similar to arctozolt because of the freezing ice type arcto, but i feel itd be better than arctozolts issues

so uhhh thats it! thats my whole ass essay on why the galarian fossils are in constant pain/cant Live!

i spent an hour of my life on this, please reblog it/lh

[randomoranges]

a million yrs ago i drew an art with the wheel. and there was a fic for an au and i was like theres another part thats not au

i never got around to it - didn’t really know how to go about it really

and then the other night this idea came to flirt with me and it had more banter but i still dont know how to plug my brain into a word doc so that convos that play in my head can happen on “paper”

anyways; yes i over use same themes over and over and over again :) 

Ferris Wheel Summer 2021+

  “So,” Edward started as they rounded the corner and had a clear view of the Ferris wheel, “How many times have you been on it since it opened?” He asked his boyfriend, joking tone and all. It was a bright sunny summer day and a walk around town had inevitably led them into the Old Port.

  “Honestly? Probably a lot less than you think – I’ve only been on it once,” Étienne told him with a shrug.

  “You got me; that is less than I thought, but you mean to tell me that you haven’t taken any of your hot dates on a romantic ride on the Ferris wheel?” Edward waggled his eyebrows for show and Étienne laughed, but crinkled his nose at the thought of doing such a thing.

  “Nah – it’s too much for a casual thing – too loaded. The whole get to the top and stop, romantic vibes abound and such. Ferris wheel is either for families, tourists or couples. Maybe a group of friends, but it depends.” He declared as though a study had been made on the fact and he had spent hours studying these factors.

  “All right, so you’re not a tourist, I doubt you came here with your brothers, last I heard you’re not in a relationship with anyone else – who’d you come with?”

  “You’re right on all accounts, but you forgot I have a sister. El and I came on opening day,” He admitted, if a little sheepish.

  “Of course you were here on opening day,” Edward said with a roll of his eyes. How silly of him to think that the Maisonneuve twins wouldn’t have been here on the inauguration of the wheel, when they were known to be at every opening of every new thing in the city – especially new, in vogue things. “But also, that’s sweet.” He added. He’d always thought it was nice how close Étienne and Élyse were and how even though they didn’t always agree and had different opinions on literally everything; their love for their city prevailed and they found time to enjoy it together. Edward tried to picture himself doing something of the likes with his own sister and nearly laughed. This would not have been the type of thing he and Edith would have done together, but then again, their relationship was different. Maybe it was a twin thing.

  They fell quiet and kept walking closer to the wheel, strolling down the boardwalk in front of it. It was nice to see the waterfront busy again and filled with locals and tourists alike after the emptiness that had befallen it in recent years due to the pandemic. In a sense, it reassured Edward that if anything, this part of the city was recovering and that Étienne would still have this.

  They stopped at a clearing and leaned against the railing to observe the wheel and the small plaza around it and it was nice to listen to the bird song and the excited chatter of the people around them, while below, others peddled on rented pedal boats.

  “We should go,” Edward said after a while, breaking the silence.

  “Now?” Étienne asked to be sure he was hearing right, surprised, really, that Edward would suggest going.

  “No, next Tuesday – yes now, come on. We’re here, I’ve never been, and I can tell you’d want to go on it again.”

  Edward smirked and Étienne closed his mouth, letting his comment die at his lips. His boyfriend had a point. He did actually want to go on it again, but going on it alone seemed a little silly and Emma hadn’t really wanted to ride the wheel. Bringing a fling had seemed like too much – as though he was trying to impress when really, they were both in it for something much different and less lasting. However, Edward was his boyfriend and – he had thought of bringing him out here. On more than one occasion. (But there had been a pandemic and then they had done other things on Edward’s last visit and there hadn’t been time for this.)

  Now, however...

  Edward grabbed Étienne’s hand and led him over the footbridge and to the small line. Étienne tried hard not to trip over the fact that Edward had willingly and without prompting reached out for his hand and then reverted to his usual “tour guide” information dump as he blabbered on about the finer points of the wheel, the design, the great features about it and the overall charm it had in this location. Edward thought it was utterly endearing and loved it when his boyfriend went into his excited chatter about different aspects of his city. He could hear the passion and love Étienne had for his home and it made some part of his heart melt. He’d missed this, over their break – missed the palatable excitement Étienne had and could have – the way his face lit up and his hands moved around as he gesticulated. 

  “Bonjour, deux billets s’il-vous-plait.”

  Étienne blinked and realised that he’d been distracted with his ramble to the point where Edward had snuck ahead of him and had now taken out his wallet to pay for the tickets.

  “Édouard.” Étienne cautioned, “What are you doing?” He wasn’t about to have his boyfriend pay, not when this was an extremely splurgy thing and highly unnecessary.

  “Buying our tickets, move over,” He nudged Étienne out of the way and managed to extract his credit card from his wallet, without Étienne ripping it out of his hands.

  “What – no, let me. We’re in Montreal. I pay for things in Montreal.”

  Edward looked him dead in the eyes as he tapped his card on the terminal, much to Étienne’s horror and shock. This was betrayal of the highest degree.

  “This is not part of our deal!”

  “Curly, we have no such deal.” Edward replied calmly as he took the tickets from the teller and thanked them, “Now, come along, you can pay for ice cream later.” Edward put his wallet away and then moved ahead, pleased with his little plan.

  “Who said anything about ice cream?” Étienne squawked as he followed Edward to the next line to get onto the Ferris wheel.

  “I did – you can take me afterwards.”

  Étienne tried to protest, but Edward took his hand again and led him to the railing to get to their Ferris wheel gondola. Étienne tried to pout and be annoyed, but his giddiness over being here with Edward quickly won out as they took their seats side by side.

  “See, these are high tech gondolas. You can fix your own temperature and either put the AC or the heating on, weather depending, and you get really nice views once you’ve gained some height.” His previous annoyance was quickly forgotten and Edward silently congratulated himself as Étienne’s previous mood returned.

  “Shall we put the heating on?” Edward teased as the doors closed and the gondola started moving quietly.

  Étienne rolled his eyes, “It’s summer; I’m good. We can put the AC on if it’s too hot for you. Wouldn’t want you to melt.”

  “We can compromise,” Edward said, rolling his eyes, fond, as he adjusted the dials so that they would both be comfortable, but if it was a degree or two on the cold side so that Étienne had an extra excuse to sit close to Edward, well, that was between them.

  They settled in afterwards and Edward took in the multiple angles of the view. “Are we supposed to make-out when we get inevitably stuck on the top, or...?” He asked as the wheel quietly turned, a gentle seamless whirring in the background.

  “Only if you want and you don’t think it’s too cliché.”

  Edward studied him for a moment as Étienne looked at him and then busied himself with the window. Even after knowing him for so long, Étienne could still be an enigma, but Edward liked to think that he had gotten quite good at deciphering him. For as much as his boyfriend claimed he didn’t do romance, Edward had finally found out that it had been a cover – to protect himself from his own difference – from his own way he felt and reacted to romantic attraction. It made sense now, retrospectively, and they’d talked about it, but knowing that and now knowing how it was Étienne felt about him, Edward could tell that there were certain “typical things” Étienne still wanted to do with him – even if they were considered to be a “cliché”.

  If anything, Edward thought it was endearing and even if he wasn’t the most outward of people when it came to expressing his emotions and love, he didn’t mind the idea of a kiss or two at the top of the wheel. There was no one else around them anyways. They never needed to tell anyone, if they so desired.

  But those were thoughts for later and for now, Edward focused on the view surrounding him.

  Étienne hadn’t been lying (not that he would have expected him to); the views were stunning. The canal hugged one side of the island, cradled it close and separated it from the two manmade islands that had been the crown jewels of Expo. Edward remembered that time fondly, even if it still seemed like a hectic fever dream, but there had been a bustle in the air of the city that had left everyone dreaming and hungering for a better future. They had been exciting times full of promise, somehow, and looking back, he thought he could still feel the remnants of that frenzy – still lingering in the air, caught in small glimpses on occasions. Now there were only a few buildings left, prestigious in their own ways, and they added to the charm and attraction of the city, nestled safely in their own spots of the picturesque postcard view.

  Behind, the Clock Tower stood proud and erect, a beacon of the past that guided tourists and city folk alike to come and admire its beauty. Further away still, if Edward turned on his seat, the Jacques Cartier bridge connected Montreal to the South shore, while it looked over the brilliant turquoise greens of the water on a sunny day. Sometimes, if the light hit just right, Edward could swear he saw a mirrored image in Étienne’s own eyes and he would feel pulled in – lured in and he’d willingly go – every time.

  The wheel completed its first turn and there was still much he hadn’t properly looked at. The Old Port came into view and then panned out as the wheel gained height once more. From above, he could see how the original village – the original city of Montreal had fought floods, fires and winters alike to survive and expand. The original building blocks may have been safely buried underneath their feet and preserved lovingly in Pointe-à-Callière, but the true spirit of the city – the heart of it really – of what it had been and had become lay further ahead, ensconced and treasured in the heart of the mountain that had guided and sheltered many for so long. There, really, was the essence, he believed.

  It happened on the third turn. The wheel came to a gentle stop at the top and Étienne leaned closer to one of the sides to get a better look at the waterfront, the bridge, the Biosphere in the back and the bustle of activity below them, mesmerised in what he saw. “It’s really something from this angle...” He murmured, almost as if to himself.

  And Edward had to take a small step back to take in the fuller picture before him. The gentle smile splayed out on Étienne’s face was a sight to behold on itself and the way his boyfriend’s face relaxed as he took in the scenery pulled at his heart. Edward could read, even from here, the pride and joy Étienne felt in seeing his own people mingling about and how that tiny little village from before had evolved over the centuries – had thrived despite all odds. Here was where one part of the story had started and further ahead was its origin point, but Étienne was all of that – the element that brought it all together.

  It hadn’t always been easy and Edward knew of the struggles Étienne had gone through, but the soft look on his face was worth it and a look he hoped Étienne could carry more often than not. He wordlessly reached for his boyfriend’s hand and gave it a gentle squeeze as they both quietly took in their own different views.

  “It really is,” He agreed, “It really is,” He repeated, softer.

  Étienne did the mistake of turning to look back at him and Edward was left speechless by the depth of green he saw in Étienne’s eyes; lured and pulled in once more, like always. Étienne gave him the softest of smiles and Edward swore that the butterflies he felt in his stomach were real; that the swooping feeling he always got when Étienne smiled at him was here to stay.

  He tugged himself closer, pulled gently on Étienne’s hand until they were closer and then caressed his boyfriend’s cheek. Edward’s hand was certain and warm, and Étienne leaned closer to him still, holding him, not wanting to let go just yet.

  “I love you,” Edward thought, pressing his lips to Étienne’s as the Ferris wheel started its descent. And maybe Étienne heard his thoughts, for the look on his face when they pulled away was open and loving. He looped his arms around Edward’s neck, laughing softly, before going for another kiss and then a third and a fourth.

  He didn’t know what it was about the circular form of the gondola – the safety of the bubble that gave them both an illusion of being in a safe enclosure, but it made Edward just a little more daring as he chased a kiss across his boyfriend’s lips and it made Étienne cherish the moment even more.

  FIN   

[hushedlover]

My brothers thoughts on the Marvel characters

He’s my 7 year old brother’s take on the Avenegers... He’s a odd kid. I’m the Bold Hes normal text

Loki: ”uh... the ruler” “is that it?” “Uh.. Mistevios (Again, english??).... Not the king, Thor’s the king.” “He would hate you dude....” “The funniest quote man and uh.... i dont know.” 

Thor: “God of lightning” “sure” “Zeus” “okay....” “Ugly” “OH” “hes not very beautiful.” “we’re talking about thor right?” “ye at least i think hes ugly he doesnt look.. too good.”

Tony: “Brainyack, Ironboy.” “Boy?” “hes a little child on the inside. Iron superman” “wrong unverse bub” “i’m sure he could make some suit modifications to has laser eyes.” “i mean.. sure”

Steve: “*sighs* Buff.” “Is that it? Hes just muscle?” “Viking? I mean he kinda has the horns on his mask thing and he has the sheild.... Yeah.... he a Viking.” “Thor’s not the Viking?” “No he doesn’t look much like a Viking”

Peter: “2 year-old on the inside uh zip zap zop” “What?” “*giggles* I dont know uh *takes like a 2 minute pause* weird, every marvel character is weird”

Peter Q: “OH um the only person who would do jokes in prison, he did the middle finger thing thats pretty much a joke.” “fair” “Galaxy prince.” “Im fairly certain its star-lord.” “*ignores me for a minute* Well he’s galaxy prince in my heart.”

Natasha: “The only person who would kiss a green person.” “is that being racist towards the hulk?” “yes” “thats rude” “hes a green person. uh shes not a spider.” “I guess thats true” “*caws like a bird* uh I don’t remember her killing her father- i mean her husband... same thing” “when did she kill him?” “Thats what im saying!” “oh you mean like the actual spider.” “Yeah *shrugs* she can change her form like she can change her face to different identities” “Thats... sure”

Clint: “*doesn’t know who i’m talking about until i say birdy* OH uh there isn’t usually much talking in fights (he thinks its sam)” “thats it?” “uh birdy man-bird” “okay...” “*sings* I believe i can flyyyyyy”

Bruce: “alien he looks like a alien.” “but hes not” “brainyack stark and bruce are both brainyacks” 

Bucky: “Metal arm robot” “hes more than that!” “sweetheart” “thank you” “strong he froze steve” “he has ice powers now?” “no you know what i mean he- he pushed him into the water and he froze for like a hundred years” “theres so many things wrong in that sentence.” “dont care i just know it was buckys fault he froze” “NO IT WASN’T” “what? *i proceed to explain every bucky scene ever* whoa....”

Sam: “Sam is birdy he could take me for a ride if he was real. Usually isn’t much talking in fights (there we go bud) breaks ironman’s friend I forget his name-Rhodney he breaks his back and tony blasts his face” “you like sam huh?” “yeah he’s my favorite.”

Wanda: “Needs to protect vision cause thanos is after the infinity stone shes a witch and she has red magic and she can be caught red handed *Falls into giggle fit*”

Vision: “He needs infinity stone for head *large inhale* needs protected ahhh can fly? and can go through walls? HES A GHOST thats what im trying to say!

[deuce-duce]

Am I...?? (Inwardly GASPS)!! Which Part...??

Today is March 2nd 2021 and I got my puter back and went to look at what I had last written on December 16th 2020. When I opened the file, it had been changed… dates had been obscured and certain things had been reworded… So… I have decided to go back through all of my previous posts to ensure the integrity of what I am writing stays that way! During this process I will be putting together a collection of my favorite quotes and post fragments. Which I will dub Rock and Roll’s Greatest Hits, if you live near me go buy airhorns Ill tell you why, When the greatest hits album comes out. What your about to read is primarily from Dec. 16th with a few changes or should I say… restorations?? Probably a little of both to be honest. Everything is still as it happened, I just add better descriptive words and fine tune the analogies so that they are easier to digest… My English teacher always told me that was what I was good at! Along with many others… who have said the same… not only do I understand it… I’m able to explain it in a way that others understand as well. ENJOY

On the seventh of December I woke up not too sure if something had occurred that night or not… as I have mentioned before they use a numbing agent that basically masks the pain until it wears off approximately 12 hours later… When I a woke on this day I was having moments of clarity and for some reason just couldn’t keep them to myself. talking to one of the staff members of the homeless shelter I expressed my destiny that I actually had one, that was going to bring me to greatness… then out of nowhere I just blurted out there is going to be a power shift!!!! And at that very moment I couldn’t believe what it was that had just come out of my mouth. I didn’t even believe it at first because the guy at the desk was like IDK… about… that… but when I went back into my room, the look on my roommate’s face said it all!! It seems as though those who pull strings and orchestrate a lot of this… put all of their eggs into one basket. I don’t know exactly what the terms of thee bet were but I’m assuming it had/has something to do with me not being able to control my compulsivity associated with my dissociation. Unfortunately for them I made a deal with God. It was while I was on quarantine and even though I was in a basement all by myself people kept F$%^&*!> with me. This is when I prayed stating that I would not falter, for my body his temple his craft and his glory. that I need to take care of myself and my destiny, for it is in his hands and I won’t let my selfishness or imperfections stop him from fulfilling his plan. Over and over again I have cried and cried about how fundamental and powerful this is all going to be. EFFIN CRAZY!! And now that I know without anyone telling me and it literally being given to me somehow is what is freaking everybody out. How do I know or how the hell did I figure it out!! I really couldn’t tell you and the only thing that is possible is that our Creator endowed me with such responsibility. Crazy!! (this was before I considered the probability of God being a woman, A mother, A Lover)

Low and behold one of my favorite artists Mr. Kid, Maniac, Rager, Wizard, Pursuer of Happiness Cudi dropped a new album entitled Man on the MOON Three. Ill have to say it’s a wonderfully made album! The album delves deep into who Scott is… I know the Fans are going to love it.

Rewind a little bit sorry for my hiatus just needed to stay focused and well as your aware have been led here not by accident and had some things that I needed to take care of before I started writing again. Not to mention I have been dealing with a lot only to know that I am who I am for a reason Rockstar Knights off MOTM3 has a lot to say concerning who I am and what I have realized as a result to my struggle. The Song is a collab with Trippie Redd and really encapsulates so much, that its hard to describe in words.

I had a very interesting conversation with my mother the other day and came to a pretty profound thought. 1st I was telling her how I was being told that I am too….!!! Smart!! Like WTF!! REALLY!! Is that even a thing?? But I didn’t let it get to me too much as it probably is the reason I face so much adversity, No matter the community I enter into. This is how I have explained it to her and a couple other people in the community as well as the Rasta Man in the PNW. The best analogy I could present is if a plant with a fire burning so big and so hot on one side of the plant, a fire so big and hot that it probably would kill most other plants, but not this plant. This plant had sooooo much drive and will to live that instead of giving up it grew in the opposite direction of the blaze. While the roots could withstand the blazing inferno becoming one with the heat and pain Upon the journey away from the fire (society) the plant developed different characteristics colors and attributes that no other plant had. Essentially that journey completely changed that plants physiology Psychology and possible its genetic makeup altogether. Now that the plant has grown so far from the fire (Society) that its all alone. Now theres a different kind of fire where he once thought was safe. But as he grows back towards the fire to escape the new blaze (tyranny) he realizes he will never be able to be the same as the fire he grew so far away from. Now the only option the plant has with death being imminent is to grow as big and bright as quickly as possible before it is engulfed on all sides.

All this taken into account along with factoring in the two major belief structures in the world one Being Creation or Evolution (The Big BANG) this plant which has defied all odds still shines brightly displaying its colors and unique characteristics no matter how dark the room may be it still continues to bloom! Is this a Divine will and plan or are we experiencing the next step of Evolution??? My honest opinion is its both! For the mere ability to adapt and change and prevail in situations others couldn’t dream of or even have nightmares about is truly remarkable and in my eyes is an act of GOD! Just as any evolutionary step would be. The crazier part is… he has no handle!! Nothing to grab on to leaving no way for anyone to grab hold and control! AYE….

I thought this all might just be me being stubborn or simply an idiot until for some reason I opened up my meme App. Something I never open or even look at and the first thing that popped up was a picture and quote saying that many told Marilyn Monroe that she was only beautiful because of the clothes and dresses she wore. It then concluded Marilyn Monroe did a photoshoot in nothing but a burlap potato sack. The photos and the message she sent were completely opposite of that which was being said by spectators. Now!! As scrolled to the second meme I was expecting something funny!! That wasn’t the case what I saw next was the upcoming alignment of the two largest planets in the solar system Jupiter and Saturn. Not only does their alignment happen only every 20 years but the proximity of this occurrence to the earth as well as the proximity to each other hasn’t been the same for close to 800 years… What does it all mean… IDK but The Christmas Star is what their calling the alignment and if your familiar with the bible is the star that the kings, from other lands followed  to bring gifts to baby JESUS! Who knows what this alignment could usher in.?

So profound thought comes to me on a daily basis now it’s so strange the way that it comes it will just be momentary thoughts that will pass through my conscience and as they go by I latch on to it delve a little deeper and experience an overwhelming amount of… IDK what to call it but it feels very powerful so much so that it brings me to tears… I don’t know exactly what the future holds but I think that is what makes this so great! I just keep my mind open Like apple IOS Systems letting everything come and go as it pleases when something goes by that strikes me, I latch on and don’t let go. Its weird how it all happens.

Steve Jobs once said that if he had never had an acid trip that he would have never of come up with the operating system for Apple and after explaining to you what I do as a spiritual and destiny seeking process I believe was his thought process as well. This in of itself is what I think they mean when they say to keep an open mind. Just so you know I didn’t come up with that little bit about the late Mr. Jobs by plan it just came to me when thinking about how to have, use and keep an open mind.

The reason I explained this to you was because this is how I Pray! After I pray I sit still with an open mind allowing multiple ideas thoughts and perspectives to pass through my brain… until like an IOS operating system, something speaks to me… when I latch on to it, focus on what it means and what it will mean… “I Get Those Goosebumps Everytime” (Goosebumps, Travis Scott, feat. Kendrick Lamar, Birds in the Trap Sing Mcknight, 2016). This is how you know! A little extra for ya, when I went to look up the info for my first Hip Hop citation it was 11:11 lol there they go again… its really a cool feeling!

Can someone tell me if that APA or MLA…?? Ya know what!! Eff IT!! None of my writing is orthodox, besides I kinda like the way I did it haha

Kid Cudi’s new video just dropped and I couldn’t be more amazed with all of the hidden messages that are in there. He is officially the man on the moon. Passion pain and demon slaying like a maniac on the pursuit of happiness. Love that DUDE!!

That’s all I got for 12-16-2020 Five More Days…

LOVE & PEACE

Songs

Heaven On Earth – Kid Cudi

Goosebumps – Travis Scott, feat. Kendrick Lamar

Dirty Heads – Sound Of Change

 Just so you know the only thing I added this time other the cleaning up what I had already written was the praying part. Although I originally remember that being the purpose as to why I wrote what I did looking at it today March 2nd 2021 it wasn’t there… have a great day everyone. Ill post this on 3/3/2021

I've added parts to the story on my business cards and will leave then random places, what you do with them is up to you but I think It would be cool for those who want to stop me to have to work extra hard just like they make me!!  

LOVE

[apollothe-sungod]

so, honestly, im really only gonna answer the ones i really wanna answer, soo... enjoy :) i'm acually adding Phil, apollos bestie on here. (phils power allows him to speak to birds, control birds, and have different bird wings. why does the different species matter? some birds are made for power, some speed, some diving, and some gliding. anyways thats all for his power so far) Phil is green, and Apollo is red! The dynamic duo! Again, I will only be answering a few of these, sorry, im just kinda tired rn.

7.

Absolutely. His normal living situation would probably be either Wingston (I'll talk about this later, for lack of time its a HUGE mountainous cave dragon-topia he lives in :D) or a cave he hangs out in. For Wingston, its a huge dragon-topia with markets, medical areas, sleeping quarters, little homes, kitchens, food courts, and more. Yes, almost anything could survive here for a long time. Even if the thing needed a certain type of area (desert, plains, etc) theres a HUGE area surrounded by ENORMOUS mountains that offers LOTS and LOTS of different territories for dragons! In his cave, he gots lots of food, water, and good areas. So yes.

Yes. His house has lots of siblings, 6 to be exact. 7 including him. His 5 brothers, and 1 sister. he could no matter what, take care of a kiddo. he's the oldest, so naturally, hes like a dad.

10.

BAHAHA would LITERALLY be such a Gen Z. The aliens would be like "we're gonna take over your planet!" and he'd go: "REALLLY???? YES PLEASE, TAKE THIS OFF OUR HANDS" and the aliens would be like "what?" and hed be like "yea so long story short theres a huge pandemic going on and shits bad. while your at it can you take care of my dad? thx homie" and just vibe.

somehow is prepared? this mans knows how to LIE. hes barely ever lied but is very good at it. he'd say things that arent true, but also not fully false. if aliens come here, we better hope the king phil will save us.

11.

will literally NEVER not dance to Classic by MKTO. he'll also always sing or dance to Moves Like Jagger. he knows exactly what its about, but does he care? no. will blast that shit all the time and everyones probably pissed.

he doesnt have a specific song, but he'll dance along if it sounds catchy.

12.

sleeping upside down. like a bat. since he has a very strong tail, he'll easily grab onto anything he can on the ceiling and just vibe. mostly he'll fall asleep, and cover himself with his wings. his dormmates will be like: wtf is this weird, feathery cacoon? and once they touch it, he pops out. terrifying. he also sometimes just plays with matches? the boy is fireproof. he'll like spin them, twirl em, toss em, and once someone told him to stop or else he'll get burnt, and he just- ate the match. still lit. they flipped out. he was okay. dont eat matches kids.

i cant think of too many, but you'll randomly find a bird, and you'd be like: hUh? and the bird will just- stare at you. then it'll fly back to phil like nothing happened.

15.

*sigh* time to out myself. so y'know how apollo is a self-insert? that means, he has a lot of the same habits i do... he zones out. a LOT. this happened to me, therefore it happened to him, i was walking to my next class, and because i was on autopilot and so lost in my thoughts, i didnt process i was supposed to turn, so halfway through the hallway i stopped, turned around, and went to class, never mentioning it again. he doesnt do it during training or battles, but sometimes during class. still gets good grades :)

nope. a very well focused man. mainly only goes on autopilot if he's alone on a walk, in a place he knows is safe. if he doesnt know the area, he is on a bit of alert.

19.

very dehydrated. one like= one bottle of water for apollo. do it. just- get the man some gatorade 😭

very well hydrated :) ALWAYS has a bottle of water on him at all times. and since regular water bottles are made of plastic, ew, he usually has apollo melt the plastic and put it to a better use? apollo usually melts plastic and forms it into something, so donate your water bottles to him :) sometimes they'll walk around,a dn if they see a water bottle, pick it up, and keep it. almost anything meltable they keep. very good at hydrating himself. be more like phil. stay hydrated.

thats all. very tired rn. not sleep tired, just mentally tired haha. anygays hope you enjoyed this! phils one of my favorites, he'll gt the spotlight soon!

OC questions that helped me with characterization:

On a scale of “is occasionally forced to bathe” to “Instagram model with sponsors to hoe for” how involved is your OC’s Skincare routine?

What are your OC’s food preferences (flavors/textures/spiciness/calories/ when and how they eat) and how did they get that way?

What’s something pointless/petty/unimportant that IRRATIONALLY ANNOYS THE HELL out of your OC?

What’s your OC’s response to being asked for money by a homeless person?

Does your OC get lost easily? What do they do when they do get lost?

What would STOP your OC from Doing The Right Thing in a tense situation?

Realistically, could your OC (in their normal circumstances- i.e. at thier own house/battlecamp/spaceship etc.) keep a small child alive for a week if they had to?  A Dog?  A Houseplant? A rock with a  smiley face painted on?

If your OC had to take the S.A.T. tomorrow with one night to prep, how would they do?  both emotionally and academically.

What would cause your OC to chose to do something petty/pointlessly cruel?

On a scale of “Complete and Justified nervous breakdown” to “Conquer The Entire Galaxy and become an Immortal God-Emperor”, how well would your OC handle being abducted by Aliens?

What song is 100% garunteed to get your OC beyond turnt and will be sung loudly and emabarrasingly, either in public or the shower?

What perfectly-normal-to-them-thing does your OC do that confuses/pisses off/terrifies thier neighbors?

Under what circumstances would your OC appear naked in public?

What thing did your OC’s parents do that your OC wishes they had a better explanation for?

How often does your OC “zone out” or do things on autopilot and how severe have the problems that have arisen from that been?

How strong or weak is your OC’s Impulse control? What’s the worst thing that happened becuase of thier Impulsivity or inability to be so?

How does your OC sabotage themselves? 

What’s the trashiest item in your OC’s wardrobe, when was the last time they wore it and why do they still have it?

How Dehydrated is your OC right now? Are they going to fix this?

What’s your OC smell like?  no, not that “Vanilla and Anxiety” evocative stuff, realistically.  Body odor? what have they been touching all day? When was thier last shower? Did they put on any kind of artificial scent?

[sadb0ysims]

THE SIMSELF TAG featuring yours truly and her wonderful assistant, antoinette

1. WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME? mia and thats all ur getting out of me

2. WHAT IS YOUR NICKNAME? oh god we have some embarrassing ones but jordan and jords are nicknames of mine and u might be able to guess the other obvious ones dgjhfdj

3. BIRTHDAY? february 25th babey

4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE BOOK SERIES? OH uhh princess diaries by meg cabot probably

5. DO YOU BELIEVE IN ALIENS OR GHOSTS? not to sure about those funky alien dudes but ehh yeah i believe in ghosts

6. WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE AUTHOR? i’d say michael morpurgo but that’s probably because his books were shoved down my throat at an early age DKJDFGJ if you can have a favourite poet i can answer this: atticus and lang leav

7. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE RADIO STATION? radio one probably!!

8. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FLAVOR OF ANYTHING? the purple one. like, starburst? purple. wine gum? purple

9. WHAT WORD WOULD YOU USE OFTEN TO DESCRIBE SOMETHING GREAT OR WONDERFUL? being the millenial i am probably Uh...li...litty

10. WHAT IS YOUR CURRENT FAVORITE SONG? OH Hm i’d say ocean eyes by billie eilish

11. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE WORD? Hm!

12. WHAT WAS THE LAST SONG YOU LISTENED TO?  copycat by billie eilish!!

13. WHAT TV SHOW WOULD YOU RECOMMEND FOR EVERYBODY TO WATCH? LIE TO ME IS THE UNDER APPRECIATED SERIES OF THE CENTURY

14. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE MOVIE TO WATCH WHEN YOU’RE FEELING DOWN? oh uhh i don’t watch films a lot and especially not if i’m feeling?? sad

15. DO YOU PLAY VIDEO GAMES? never heard of them

16. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR? OH jesus lets say. being forgotten or making no difference in the world

17. WHAT IS YOUR BEST QUALITY, IN YOUR OPINION? oh Jesus not a lot of these GJFDH over the past mm month or so i’d say i’ve grown a lot as a person in the fact that i have more respect for myself than i used to, and if i have an opinion on something i evaluate it and decide Do People Really Need To Know? (DPRNTK)

18. WHAT IS YOUR WORST QUALITY, IN YOUR OPINION? EASY my weird. defense mechanism thing. i’ve gotten a bit better in my opinion but the reason i’m usually in so much trouble is because as soon as i’m attacked, i act with anger? its some weird defensive wall that i put up and regret later because i’m not really thinking like a rational person. i just see that i’m being attacked and my first thought is to fight back

19. DO YOU LIKE CATS OR DOGS BETTER? OH cats because i haven’t had one in ages. one of our cats was run over and the other was taken by our neighbours and now he doesn’t even remember us or respond to his name so thats really fun

20. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEASON? SUMMER because my skin turns olive in the summer and right now. a bitch is pale! also school is so much nicer in the summer... the whole yeargroup feels like much more of a community because we all sit together outside n it’s just overall very fun and makes me nostalgic of year 7

21. ARE YOU IN A RELATIONSHIP? bitch u really thought-

22. WHAT IS SOMETHING YOU MISS FROM YOUR CHILDHOOD? still in it but. because of a lot of things i was forced to grow up very fast. something i miss is having everyone in the house (my siblings are both a lot older than me so they’re never around) and not having to worry about fitting into certain stereotypes or WASHING MY HAIR!!!!!

23. WHO IS YOUR BEST FRIEND? oh god ok so i have a “best friend” but we don’t. agree on a lot of things and she takes everything i say 100% seriously so even though we’re not close i’d consider this group of boys from my school my best friends. and online ofc i have Many Many good friends which i would name but i dont wanna leave anyone out bc i talk to A Lot of people DGHDFJ

24. WHAT IS YOUR EYE COLOR? blue blue blue

25. WHAT IS YOUR HAIR COLOR? blonde babey

26. WHO IS SOMEONE YOU LOVE? my brother

27. WHO IS SOMEONE YOU TRUST? would say myself but sometimes i’m not even sure i can trust HER

28. WHO IS SOMEONE YOU THINK ABOUT OFTEN? i think about people loads because im a lonely romantic so. i’d say Love Interest and i think about myself a whole lot too like who does this bitch think she is

29. ARE YOU CURRENTLY EXCITED ABOUT/FOR SOMETHING? all the time i’m looking forward to things bc. not a whole lot happens in my life so if Love Interest looks at me a certain way i’ll look forward to going to school for the next couple weeks FDJGHFDJ

30. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST OBSESSION? i think of the future way too much. she’s a dreamer

31. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE TV SHOW AS A CHILD? oh god uhhh i used to cry at in the night garden all the time when it ended bc i hated that iggle piggle sailed away on his boat DJHFD it was probably still my favourite though

32. WHO OF THE OPPOSITE GENDER CAN YOU TELL ANYTHING TO, IF ANYONE? i had a best friend who moved away after year seven and i feel like i could but. who knows we haven’t seen each other for years

33. ARE YOU SUPERSTITIOUS? sigh i think so like does it count if my tarot deck says not to do something because. i trust those tarot bitches with all my soul if i have one

34. DO YOU HAVE ANY UNUSUAL PHOBIAS? don’t like the dark, i have a fear of holes, can’t sleep without the door open, can’t sleep when i can see in a mirror (fun fact theres a mirror in my room but it’s on a shelf which i can barely see at night like. i can see a glimpse. but knowing it’s there freaks me out so its flipped and has something covering it)

35. DO YOU PREFER TO BE IN FRONT OF THE CAMERA OR BEHIND IT? oh ummmm in front i guess because 1. i look horrible in photos other people have taken of me 2. technically being in front of it. you can still take selfies and 3. the people i know take pictures from really weird angles

36. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE HOBBY? we love a bit of vidya games but i love reading poetry because i’m a whore and also i like singing but that doesn’t mean im good at it!

37. WHAT WAS THE LAST BOOK YOU READ? UHHH god i really dont read uhh probably lullabies by lang leav

38. WHAT WAS THE LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? romeo and juliet (the blessed one featuring young leo dicaprio)

39. WHAT MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS DO YOU PLAY, IF ANY? i can play the guitar, the recorder, a bit of the piano

40. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ANIMAL? GIRAFFES it’s really sad that they’re now endangered. if ur talkin domestic pets i love guinea pigs, cats and (i’ve never had them but rats

41. WHAT ARE YOUR TOP 5 FAVORITE TUMBLR BLOGS THAT YOU FOLLOW? don’t. this’ll turn into a follow forever and i won’t get any clout bc it’s in such a long post !

42. WHAT SUPERPOWER DO YOU WISH YOU HAD? OH hm. i thought as hard as my tiny brain could about this and i think teleportation would be interesting but if we can choose ANY superpower. is magic one? that’d b pretty wack

43. WHEN AND WHERE DO YOU FEEL MOST AT PEACE? when i’m walking to school at half 7 in the morning and no one’s there and i can hear the trees lining the field rustling in the wind in the distance. it was rainng this morning and even though my whole ass was exposed from the wind and i was soaking it was really peaceful. also there’s a red kite that’s resident to our school field and i love to stand there in the morning and watch it sometimes

44. WHAT MAKES YOU SMILE? feeling included DGJHDJ doesn’t happen a whole lot

45. WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY, IF ANY? i play a lot of sports because i’m in school obviously but i’m really good at rugby bc a bitch is Tactical and Nimble. i love hockey and badminton and stuff though

46. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE DRINK? i LOVE smoothies and milkshakes and everything ugh. i’d be bold enough to say i love drinks more than i love food. like apple juice orange juice MIXED juice smoothies BROWN BAG MILKSHAKES! BITCH! THE STRAWBERRY ONE IS SO GOOD UGH

47. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WROTE A HAND-WRITTEN LETTER OR NOTE TO SOMEBODY? oh jesus um. 4 years ago

48. ARE YOU AFRAID OF HEIGHTS? fuck yeah brother

49. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST PET PEEVE? UGH A LOT OF THINGS like. people biting their nails. people tapping their foot on my chair. people not listening when you’re explaining something THEY needed help with. tapping a pen on a desk or clicking it on and off

50. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN TO A CONCERT? nop

51. ARE YOU VEGAN/VEGETARIAN? my mother is a vegetarian so i eat a lot of vegetarian meals. sometimes i get really put off meat but like. a bitch is 13 and doesn’t pay for her own meals so she doesn’t really get a say in what she eats

52. WHEN YOU WERE LITTLE, WHAT DID YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GREW UP? always wanted to entertain people and be nationally recognised. take that as u will

53. WHAT FICTIONAL WORLD WOULD YOU LIKE TO LIVE IN? TOO MANY let’s go... the arcana so i can marry the 1 (one) love of my life dr julian ilyushka devorak... chill in the hanged man’s realm...

54. WHAT IS SOMETHING YOU WORRY ABOUT? i don’t worry about a lot not gonna lie to u

55. ARE YOU SCARED OF THE DARK? cheers i’ll drink to that broe

56. DO YOU LIKE TO SING? if the screeching sound i make to a slight tune counts as singing then. yes

57. HAVE YOU EVER SKIPPED SCHOOL? not illegally but i’ve had days off sick where i wasn’t sick bc i couldn’t be asked

58. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PLACE ON THE PLANET? alone

59. WHERE WOULD YOU LIKE TO LIVE? somewhere safe

60. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS? yeah i have a dog and a cat but as i said m cat got taken by my neighbours and doesn’t even remember us so sjfhdjg

61. ARE YOU MORE OF AN EARLY BIRD OR A NIGHT OWL? night owl but if i’m rested well enough i love being up early

62. DO YOU LIKE SUNRISES OR SUNSETS BETTER? sunsets

63. DO YOU KNOW HOW TO DRIVE? no a bitch is 13

64. DO YOU PREFER EARBUDS OR HEADPHONES? probably headphones bc i can’t lose them and the sound quality is better but i’m not a MONSTER so earphones. also headphones automatically make old people scoff at u and hate u more

65. HAVE YOU EVER HAD BRACES? nah

66. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE GENRE OF MUSIC? whatever’s poetic enough to be On Brand

67. WHO IS YOUR HERO? don’t really have one

68. DO YOU READ COMIC BOOKS? no

69. WHAT MAKES YOU THE MOST ANGRY? the holier than thou attitude Often showcased on simblr by some. familiar faces

70. DO YOU PREFER TO READ ON AN ELECTRONIC DEVICE OR WITH A REAL BOOK? it doesn’t really make a difference

71. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL? computer science (mainly for the people because right now we’re just making fucking. powerpoints) or english bc of the people again

72. DO YOU HAVE ANY SIBLINGS? yee a brother and a sister

73. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU BOUGHT? christmas presents and some perfume & a purse for me

74. HOW TALL ARE YOU? 5′4

75. CAN YOU COOK? not well

76. WHAT ARE THREE THINGS THAT YOU LOVE? attention DFJHGSDJ uhh being kind to people who deserve it and hard work paying off

77. WHAT ARE THREE THINGS THAT YOU HATE? patronization, people who believe their opinion is the only opinion and people who cause minor inconveniences for you for no reason

78. DO YOU HAVE MORE FEMALE FRIENDS OR MORE MALE FRIENDS? more female probably but i prefer guys

79. WHAT IS YOUR SEXUAL ORIENTATION? i say bisexual but no one’s ever been close enough to let me find out

80. WHERE DO YOU CURRENTLY LIVE? party in the UK

81. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TEXTED? kyla rosymiel

82. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? UHHH i really can’t remember i know me and kyla were talking about something and i started crying JGFHDGJ

83. WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE YOUTUBER? oh god umm probably smii7y but i also really like all his friends like. kryoz etc

84. DO YOU LIKE TO TAKE SELFIES? when i look good FJDHSJD

85. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE APP? would say tumblr but she’s gone ! right now i’m really feeling zepeto bc It May Be Tracking Me but it lets me take pics with all my online friends and i have some sort of weird following on there SDFHSDJ

86. WHAT IS YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH YOUR PARENT(S) LIKE? i don’t think i’ll ever be able to fully confide in them, i really like my dad but there’s elements of him that don’t really float my boat. same with my mum but i’m less close with her

87. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FOREIGN ACCENT? probably australian or. is it swiss? might be swiss.

88. WHAT IS A PLACE THAT YOU’VE NEVER BEEN TO, BUT YOU WANT TO VISIT? france and ofc america

89. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE NUMBER? 4

90. CAN YOU JUGGLE? with like 2 things skdghsd

91. ARE YOU RELIGIOUS? not really but i believe in a higher power of some sort and a life after death. i believe there’s something out there that is listening but i prefer to think it’s the stars

92. DO YOU FIND OUTER SPACE OF THE DEEP OCEAN TO BE MORE INTERESTING? i find the ocean really ineresting but man will always romanticise space

93. DO YOU CONSIDER YOURSELF TO BE A DAREDEVIL? im a 13 year old white girl how ruthless can i be

94. ARE YOU ALLERGIC TO ANYTHING? sesame seeds

95. CAN YOU CURL YOUR TONGUE? nop but everyone else in my family can

96. CAN YOU WIGGLE YOUR EARS? nope

97. HOW OFTEN DO YOU ADMIT THAT YOU WERE WRONG ABOUT SOMETHING? whenever i realise

98. DO YOU PREFER THE FOREST OR THE BEACH? forest

99. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PIECE OF ADVICE THAT ANYONE HAS EVER GIVEN YOU? it’s better to ask for forgiveness than permission

100. ARE YOU A GOOD LIAR? i lie all the time but i am. SO terrible ASJDFHJ i would love to lie less but it’s so easy to slip into one

101. WHAT IS YOUR HOGWARTS HOUSE? gryffindor

102. DO YOU TALK TO YOURSELF? hell yea brother

103. ARE YOU AN INTROVERT OR AN EXTROVERT? kyla put ambivert so i looked that up and. yeah

104. DO YOU KEEP A JOURNAL/DIARY? did when i was younger but i guess tumblr is somewhat of a personal diary

105. DO YOU BELIEVE IN SECOND CHANCES? depends

106. IF YOU FOUND A WALLET FULL OF MONEY ON THE GROUND, WHAT WOULD YOU DO? turn it in most likely

107. DO YOU BELIEVE THAT PEOPLE ARE CAPABLE OF CHANGE? “yes, but you should never forget about their past” thanks kyla

108. ARE YOU TICKLISH? only monsters aren’t

109. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON A PLANE? nope

110. DO YOU HAVE ANY PIERCINGS? i have my ears pierced. WILD i know

111. WHAT FICTIONAL CHARACTER DO YOU WISH WAS REAL? UGH FUCK DR JULIAN ILYUSHKA DEVORAK!! it’d be illegal for him to marry anyone but me though

112. DO YOU HAVE ANY TATTOOS? yep! i have a tattoo on my back. i plan on getting a lot more tattoos in the future, but i don’t want anymore in the near future

113. WHAT IS THE BEST DECISION THAT YOU’VE MADE IN YOUR LIFE SO FAR? being outspoken and not. watching things pass by

114. DO YOU BELIEVE IN KARMA? of course

115. DO YOU WEAR GLASSES OR CONTACTS? nopee

116. DO YOU WANT CHILDREN? oof i really don’t know because of what’s happened to me i don’t know if i could knowing i could never protect them from everything. idk pregnancy seems very nice but once the kid gets annoying thats It for me

117. WHO IS THE SMARTEST PERSON YOU KNOW? “i think everyone is smart in their own way” thanks kyla

118. WHAT IS YOUR MOST EMBARRASSING MEMORY? i started laughing once in drama and i pissed myself a lil and i was like ehh thats fine i do that all the time and then i didnt stop pissing and someone was like ‘whats that wet on the floor? they were like mia have u pissed urslef i was like nOSDJF so i had to ask the teacher to leave. u coiuld see the piss down my leg

119. HAVE YOU EVER PULLED AN ALL-NIGHTER? have u SEEN these bags. she’s seen hell 

120. WHAT COLOR ARE MOST OF YOUR CLOTHES? like varying tones of beige and then grey/black

121. DO YOU LIKE ADVENTURES? of course

122. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON TV? oh uhhh i feel like maybe when i was younger but i’ve. repressed that memory if i have it

123. HOW OLD ARE YOU? 13 years young

124. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE QUOTE? oh jesus something poetic and by atticus probably let’s see

after spending more time searching for a quote than i did on literally this whole tag, i decided on this. and then i realised. it will always be ‘YOU ARE A SAD BOY’

[alukaforyou]

rambling abt languages

ok so besides english i only kno kr and jp to varying degrees of fluency so those three are the only ones i can rly talk abt but is it just me or do some things sound better / prettier / cooler in a certain language??

like i would be watching kdramas (specifically, kr period dramas which sound so nice like, some things sound better in old kr than modern kr...) or looking at lyrics to a kpop song and certain things sound better in kr than english? while some eng translations sound better than the original..

or i’ll be reading a fic in english and see a line and think ‘this would sound better in kr’ so lmfao if i wanted to write a fic at peak aesthetics, i’d have to switch between kr / eng / jp LOL OMG

and sometimes its not even “this sound better” its just,,, i associate the same word in diff languages with slightly different connotations / images? 

like the kr equvalent of ojisan is ahjussi and they both basically mean “mister” but when i hear “mister” i think of this 

while 아저씨 sounds like gong yoo

and おじさん is more like 

here i even did it w the same person (choi min soo was the only kr actor i could think of atm who kinda worked.. i even controlled for facial hair lmfao)

ojisan is mister/uncle or old man so idk y i feel like it fits old dudes better lmao like haruka calls kiryu ojisan when hes p young cuz like,, uncle~~ but idk,, it just feels this way to me for some reason??

and those four lines from suga’s so far away starting with ‘dream’ each time is written so poetically in kr, like those r some luxurious words right there the eng doesnt translate nearly as well.

also this verse from one of the osts of the most recent saeguk i rewatched;

억센 바람소리 흩날리는 기억 / 엇갈린 운명과 닿을 수 없는 꿈 / 험한 세상에서 다시 네 품으로 / 저기 날아가는 새처럼 나 돌아가려 한다

sounds of the rushing wind, flurries of memories / entangled fates and unreachable dream / from this harsh world, again back into your embrace / like bird flying by over there, i’ll try to return

thats the best i got, i wish yall could understand kr so u can fully appreciate those words aaa

or if any1 knos jp, these from one of the vampire knight openings (omg wat year is this lmfao my 12 y/o vk phase snatching my spine)

果てしなく遠く 限りなく深く 交わった運命のように  二つの心が 一つだったこと こんなにも求めてたの

‘like crossed fates’ doesnt have the same high aes feel as  交わった運命のように... (one cool thing abt jp is the super flexibility of tenses?? totally the opposite of latin)

“dont go” doesnt sound as nice as “いかないで“ which also doesnt sound as nice as “가지마(세요)” and even there, you can phrase it as a q with a double negative ~cant you not go “안가면 안되요?” 

the one thing i do rly like abt eng tho is that there are soooo many synonyms??? (or not really a la this post) but at least theres a bunch of words that mean similar things and the whole fun of it is picking the exact right word with the right nuance, sound, flow, and even look, that when taken together with the rest of the sentence, or paragraph, conveys a particular vibe. especially colors? just looking at ‘red,’ theres scarlet, vermilion, crimson, ruby, cherry, cerise, cardinal, carmine, wine, rust, cinnamon, sanguine, etc, but in kr 빨강, 붉은, 홍색 and thats like it, theres any number of descriptive phrases like “blood red” “the color of fire” but not a lot of single words meaning ‘red’ (that isnt a variation using the main root word for ‘red’ ... so like, not distinct) just colors in general, are kinda limited like a descriptive word + root (bright red instead of vermilion, blueish-green instead of teal) 

and theres this one story that i rly love that i keep re reading, its in english but the source material is japanese.... (so like, theoretically, the characters would technically be talking in jp) im thinkin,, wat if i re wrote some of it but like,,pandering to my own sense of aes by swapping out parts i think would sound nicer in kr / jp.... and having a story that lit goes back and forth between 3 languages LMFAO

[silverwing2522]

Silverwing: The Red Thread (5)

We sit outside the mansion, just me and logan, waiting on the results. It was hard for me to get away, we were overloaded by questions from the other. And like us, the answers only caused more questions to be asked. Eventually everyone started arguing and we ducked out.

We sat on the low stone wall overlooking the large garden will with large leafy green trees and dancing flowers that snuggled around the trunks.

I liked being here, it was peaceful.

The arguing continued in a different part of the house and we could only hear the low murmurs in the distance. A breeze blew across the garden and carried the voices away further.

The sun beat down on us, making us squint our eyes in its light.

One thing i liked about the old timer is that he never spoke much. He preferred silence and being alone. I felt that in the marrow of my bones. Every part of my life is filled with loud noises, people talking without thinking and lots of violence on top. I craved moments alone where i didnt have to filter. Such is the curse of being empathic i guess.

He breathed deep, inhaling the smell of the garden and me next to him. He closed his eyes and let out a moan as he exhaled.

“What do you think the results will say?”

I paused and thought. I wasn’t sure, but i was certain something would show up. The more i thought about it the more convinced i was that i was right. The answer was in my blood. Perhaps a unique form of healing. Or interesting type of antibodies.

“I dont know. Are you afraid?” I already know the answer, but i ask anyway. Sometimes its better for people to say how they feel out loud. Of course many of them lie and live in denial about how they feel about things. People who do that make me seethe in annoyance. Why lie?!

“Yeah...yeah im afraid. I just dont know what i’m afraid of exactly.” He looks down at his hands in his lap, turning them over so theyre faced palms up. A universal sign of openess.

I’m grateful to him for that. Makes it easier for me to be near him.

“Perhaps its of dying…”

“N’aw! I aint afraid of that! I’ve died more times than i can count.” His face scrunches up in response.

“Maybe...but this time it feel different, doesnt it.”

His face relaxes and starts to droop. I was right. I frequently am. It’s just a burden i sometimes have to bear.

“... … yeah… a little. But i dont think its that though.”

It’s such a lovely day. The birds chirp in the trees and a squirrel runs along the branches. I can smell the roses in the rose bush nearby.

“...have you considered that its not death itself youre afraid of. But dying...like this. That maybe this might be your final time. No shocking or startling comebacks. Just...gone.”

He looks out across the green grass swaying in the summers warm breeze.

“I’m afraid of where i end up. I’ve done a lot of mean things… i-i just want to be at peace. I-...”

His face crumples as tears roll down his cheeks only to be caught by the back of his hands.

My arm gently curls around his shoulder as i pull him closer into my side.

“Shhh, it’s okay” i whisper, resting my forehead against the side his head. “I understand. Probably better than most people.”

He nods, but the tears keep falling. He sighs, frustrated with himself. He feels that he should be strong...but hes not, not anymore. He’s vulnerable in the purest sense.

“I think we go where we feel we belong. Some people feel like they belong somewhere violent or painful for the things theyve done or simply because thats the life they feel they could ever have. Then you have some who enjoy it.

But then, theres the other place, where people who have lived a peaceful, contented life, or want one, go.

I dont think we get judged when we die, but rather we judge ourselves, and that sends us where we feel we belong.”

Logan turns to look at me, eye to eye. Nose to wrinkly nose. There is a connection here. I see it in the old crystal blue eyes. I feel it in his warm breath on my skin.

His hand comes up and cups one side of my face within it. And in the smallest moment, our lips meet.

“Thank you” he whispers, still so close.

It felt like we were now on the knife edge. It felt like this could go either way. When we part this could mean i never see him again, or he continues on living. Either way… i felt that he had made peace. He was ready.

“Ahem…” A voice from behind interrupts us and we part, chuckling at being caught unaware.

“Hank?” Logan smiled up at him, squinting one eye in the sunlight.

“I have the results ready. But i need to talk to Sessa alone first. Please…” Beast doesnt look at me, he looks everywhere else but at me. This was bad. He was tense. This was really bad.

“Sure….” I say before getting up and walking back into cool of the house, leaving Logan back outside in the heat of the day.

Knife edge.

[greystoner]

Do u have a post somewhere abt your ocs? Who are they what do they do!

HOO BOY sorry this took me so long to get to i havent had a lot of spoons

my ocs are all a part of my original story which i still… need to title lmao. or at least, my main 3 ocs are! valére, cosette, and theodore. i have a 4th in the making named apollo but i don’t have a lot down for him yet. and a 5th one will be revealed in the future

i can try to give a description of their original canon (it’s basically like a supernatural/horror/comedy) and then talk about each of Them specifically. i actually have a pinterest board i started making for the story the other night. and the 3 of them have their own individual boards too.

first thing’s first: the setting of the story is primarily in france.

basically in the world there’s a handful of individuals who are very, very sensitive to the supernatural. you can think something like mediums/psychics, but their sensitivity is far beyond those. it starts when they’re a child, seeing supernatural things such as ghosts/spirits etc on a regular basis. each person has different reactions to it of course, but many get so used to it that they don’t realize how Not Normal it really is.

there’s also these supernatural beings i’ve been calling ‘messengers’ for now until i come up with something better. they’re neither good nor evil, necessarily, but they’re generally tasked with fighting off monsters and at times, keeping a close eye on that handful of humans because, obviously, these humans would attract anything supernatural like a moth to a flame. it can put them in a lot of danger. but their main job is to fight off malevolent creatures from the world. the messengers tend to travel between the mortal world and others frequently, and often take the shape of animals or even people. with animals, most try to pick an animal that would easily blend in. so basically birds, cats, dogs, etc. some have one animal they stick with, others change depending on where they’re going.

a lot of the monsters can’t be seen by normal humans, but normal humans can still certainly be affected by them. the monsters that these messengers have to fight off range from imps to goblins right up to thinks that border on eldritch abominations. think a lot like, monsters you’d see in bloodborne or dark souls or w/e.

also messengers can be considered “symbiotic” while demons are “parasitic”. but that’s a whole other worldbuilding post for another time.

BUT ANYWAY ONTO THE CHARACTERS THEMSELVES please be prepared for a shitton of Words and rambling

ok starting with valére. here’s his pinterest board

and here’s a drawing of him a friend of mine did a while back

so valére is kinda like the Main Protag of the story. he’s the one that’s most fleshed out currently. he’s a 39 year old dude of french peruvian descent that was born in marseilles, france. his father’s side of the family were peruvian immigrants and have been in france for a few generations. his mother is french/polish, so val is mixed, but takes a lot more after his father’s side.

he’s a 6′5″ brick wall of muscle and appears intimidating at first, the scars don’t help, but he’s a giant teddybear. he’s very friendly, smiles a lot, laughs a lot, but can be a little odd with his behavior and people can think he’s a little weird because of it.

he grew up in marseilles and had a pretty cozy life. his parents weren’t Rich but were definitely upper class, so they never struggled much. the visions of spirits and whatnot were always present thru his childhood and he never thought much of them, they were just a normal occurrence in his mind. so it was easy for him to ignore them and vice versa, and it was hard for anything malevolent to feed off of him.

he did have some trouble making friends growing up though, mostly because a lot of other kids thought he was a weirdo and he sort of was but without meaning to be. just, when you grow up constantly surrounded by spirits and shit, then it’ gonna kinda shape you in a way. but he’s always been open and kind to others, and hates conflict and will do what he can to avoid it or break it up.

and he was the kind of kid that got hurt a LOT cus he had – and still has – the tendency to be rather reckless. his pain tolerance has always been crazy high. like, by the time he was 6 he had already broken an arm and a leg. he broke his leg on the playground but got back up and tried to play again as if nothing happened and his parents were like WHAT the fuck.

but anyway when he was like 9 he was walking back home from school and he found this giantass pure black owl injured in the gutter and he was like ??? because it was the middle of the city, what’s this fuckin owl doing out here, and why is it hurt? basically it’s hurt really really bad and it could very well die but he hauls this giant bleeding bird up in his arms and it doesnt even try to attack him and he carries it back home and spends hours that day taking care of it with the help of his mom and manages to keep it from dying. then the next few days he takes care of it and feeds it and after they finally released it valére swore for years it thanked him and said it would repay him some day

after that the spooky shit kinda got more intense but he never really thought much of it and just carried on and it seemed like he was the only one that could see any of it anyway. but otherwise things were relatively calm for a while

when he was 20 he was visiting some cousins out in paris. he was leaving a bar at like 3am and he was followed out by some guys. and at this point valére is already a huge dude so basically it takes 4 of these guys to properly get him down and then another slit his mouth which left him with nasty scars. there wasn’t much of a reason for it outside they were assholes and also took all of his money he had on him at the time. right after they left tho, even tho he was bleeding everywhere he got up and basically started walking toward the nearest hospital but not even halfway there someone spotted him and stopped him and called an ambulance LOL but even after that whole ordeal it really didnt put a damper on his overall positive attitude

things were quiet again for a bit but he started finding feathers around his apartment every so often and he’s like ???????

when he’s 22 things go to shit fast and he’s involved in a nasty traffic accident where a truck crashed head-on into his car, and it lands him in the hospital with gashes all over his body, spine broken in multiple places and many other broken bones, and his chance of living was very slim. if he did live, he’d be paralyzed and in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. turns out that owl he saved like 13 years before was this sort of like… spiritual/paranormal agent thing carrying out a mission disguised in that form and it got attacked by a malevolent being the day valére found it. and true to its word it repays him by basically saving his life by transferring its power/essence into him. and of course the doctors and his family things its a miracle etc etc ANYWAy

what mr owl failed to mention was that now that valére had these powers he’s pretty much kinda thrown into The Job as a messenger himself and basically has a duty of hunting down and killing the big scary evil monster demon stupid assholes so hes like cool i guess

he’s just all in all a pretty friendly well-meaning guy even if he looks kind of imposing with his scars and being a 6’5” brick wall of muscle (hes got some squish around his belly tho). and he says weird shit still sometimes and he laughs a lot. and it’s rare to catch him in a bad mood and he tends to avoid people if he is in one. he is very emotional tho and cries really easy. but even tho hes super friendly and welcoming he doesnt get close to people due to the danger of his job and he doesnt wanna wrap anyone else up in it, but even when hes asked why he dodges the question. but after now 17 years of doing that kinda work hes kind of really traumatized from everything hes seen (and also the accident and almost Dying in the hospital) but he hides it very well.

he’s the Dad Friend™

his abilities are: he’s capable of sprouting four black owl wings for flight, invisibility (but he can do selective invisibility, meaning he can make a certain person/people able to see him if he wants), he’s got cool swords he can summon at will that has a lot of powers of its own, and he can also do spatial/time manipulation but it takes a pretty big toll on his body so its kind of only for desperate measures. he can manipulate/control fire. also he can teleport i guess. but if he uses too much of his powers at once he can lose control and basically turn into a freaky monster (i keep imagining the glasgow smile scars tearing open and his teeth r sharp and theres like this black sludge coming out of his mouth… woo) and go on a rampage and then later will be back to normal but it has only happened once when he was still getting used to it and he swears Never Again (lol)

he likes bandannas (he has like 58967659 different ones and is always wearing one around his neck) and sweaters (like the bandanas he has like 58967659) and cream puffs (any pastry really but those r his favs) and cats and small dogs and classic literature and sappy romance movies. also hes gay and works at a flower shop during his free time

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ONTO THE NEXT: cosette! her pinterest board is here

i don’t have a good reference pic of her yet… besides this thing i did a few weeks back

along with a big wip i’ll post eventually.

but yeah so she’s a 19 year old girl of romani descent, but she’s been kind of separated from the culture for a long time, since her parents died when she was young and she was put into foster care before finally being fully adopted by 11.

she’s got a lot of attitude and likes to cause trouble, because her adoptive parents are kind of strict and it caused her to have a very rebellious streak. at one point she uses their money to buy a motorcycle lmao so that’s her main mode of transportation and it’s sick as fuck. the helmet she wears while riding it has lil cat ears on it.

but she is well-meaning despite the rebelliousness and sharp tongue. she likes to crack jokes and tease the people she cares about, but will go to the ends of the earth for them.

she hasn’t had her powers as long as valére has, obviously. val has had his ever since she was still just a baby. she got her powers when she was 17, so she’s still getting used to them. she saved a cat from being attacked by stray dogs and surprise! the cat is just like the owl that val saved once. and one day when cosette gets hit by a car, the messenger offers her some of its life force. and now it sticks around with her as a cat and she calls her gigi even tho that’s not her real name

basically considering how gigi takes the form of a cat, some of cosette’s abilities are based off that, not unlike how since the messenger that val saved and vice versa was an owl so he has the power of flight and whatnot, she’s incredibly resilient, has heightened reflexes, can do Sick Parkour, always lands on her feet, and she has lil fangs that grow when she uses her powers and her eyes do Cat Things too. and her nails can turn into claws lmao. she also has powers similar to val’s like the invisibility, spatial/time manipulation, etc, but considering she’s still kinda new to it all she’s not As Powerful as val can be yet

but she meets val literally just bc they pass each other on the street one day, she senses val is The Same, and follows him back to his place DSBFHDBDFHFGF and decides she’s going to stay there and val is just like ???????? ok cool

she’s a huge lesbian btw

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theodore is the next oc (pin board here) and the one whose fc is louis garrel. here:

 he’s 34. the youngest of 5 kids. his siblings were extremely mean to him throughout his childhood lmao cus they thought he was a freak. like for the first 5 years of his life he legit never spoke and was petrified by the visions of spirits and stuff he’d see. his parents didn’t know what was going on, they’d take him to a therapist and of course the therapist had no clue

so he grew up as kind of a cold and distant guy. hes very well meaning deep down but he just didnt have a happy childhood. the one relative he has a good, loving relationship with is his father. he excelled in school and was popular at first bc hes Handsome but considering his disposition it was hard to get close to him at all

and the case with him and his messenger is strange because. until he gains his powers he and the messenger had never met before whatsoever. the messenger is named vadim and takes the form of a giant black wolf. im still working out Why vadim even bothered saving him but basically, theo gets shot by his eldest brother and left to die. vadim drags theo off somewhere secluded, saves him, etc.

except vadim isn’t exactly a messenger but also isn’t a demon either. he Used to be a messenger. soemthing happened that made him Not so he kind of toes the line between them. messengers are kinda like angels in a way but on a much lower tier i guess. demons are just… demons

and this is where the symbiotic/parasitic thing comes in

bc messengers are very serious about repaying debts. it’s why val and cosette survived at all, because they had saved the lives of messengers before so said messengers saved them. and, for example, gigi pretty much lives with cosette now and cosette offers her protection and vice versa. it’s mutually beneficialmeanwhile like

if youre possessed by a demon you dont really get much out of it yourself. you’re pretty much just. a host to a parasite

and vadim is like… he isnt possessing theo but hes still feeding off of his energy despite saving him and giving him power. i havent really decided a lot on theo’s power but. he’s really strong. which is one reason vadim bothered saving him. bc he could see the fuckton of untapped potential

and a lot of it is due to his bottled up anger and hurt and whatever

also he and val kiss

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the 4th i’m working on is named apollo and his pin board is here

he’s Sort Of an antagonist but not exactly im still working on his info but he looks like this

he’s a successful businessman but unlike the other characters he Actually Died before he was saved except. he was brought back by a demon that posed as a messenger. and basically bc it was kinda like a deal with a devil sort of thing. now he has to do whatever it wants and is lowkey possessed but also is kind of getting a kick out of bad shit but also not? he’s full of a ton of Conflict. but also the demons messenger counterpart comes into play at some point to help save apollo it’s good

the demon is a white snake and the messenger is a black one

no step on snek

[red-dyed-sarumane]

5 things tag

tagged by @undinefin サンキュー！

Rules: list 5 things under each category then tag some friends!

5 Things You’ll Find in My Backpack/Bag:

(aside from the normal things like wallet, phone, keys, ect):

oof the only bag i use is my school bag

• sketch book

•3 classes worth of stuff i really should get rid of

•atr pounch thing im using as a pencil case

•tsuyu & ochako pins

•a book rn a certain magical index 2

5 Things You’ll Find in My Room:

•turtle

•6 bottles of tea 5 of which u couldnt pay me tp drink anymore thats how long theyve been there (open)

•bookcase with just about all my utaite stuff on & albums

•another bookcase that actually has books

•a lot of scissors why do i have so many scissors

5 Of My Favorite Things:

•reptiles & amphibians dear god theyre so cute i love them esp like turtles frogs snakes salamanders etc but all of them

•music (go fucking figure) i love game soundtracks a lot & of course vocaloutaite certain songs just give me such a strong emotional response & i just always have earbuds in listening to something except in class i just really love

•dreams theres just so many different impossible things that happen in dreams like yeah sure ive died maybe 7 times but the things like dreaming soraru’s real name was “chouki milkmilk” and “did you know quail are the only flightless birds” and all the other stupid things dreams are fun

•art im REALLY frustrated rn bc i cant get risru right & im probably gonna have the same problem with shiru but honestly???? until u get rid of my hands entirely i’ll always be drawing something theres like 3 pages from school that DONT have doodles on them and i love how other people do things its just interesting how a collection of lines an colors looks like something else entirely and of course other forms of art like pictures & crafts & writing & music just so many protrayals of so many persectives & all pretty

•language although i kinda hate how picky rules can be & i can never express one (1) coherrent thought i love how word choice changes things in any language like the other day i said “so you get yourself a brand new kid” that made it sound like the kid is factory made rather than like ... a baby.... & also how there are so many collections of scribbles that are somehow representatives of words and people just?? read. and it means something. or how collections of sounds make words and sentences and its just... kinda cool

5 Things I’m Currently Into:

•the obvious: utaite. there are so many. i cant keep up. but i try to. when do they sleep. i dont know. voice pretty tho

•Etrian Odyssey. i SUCK at eo but the characters are cute & whats better than beating up monsters with a team of cute girls??? & wow the music is so pretty. i really love the second stratum in eo4. sure wish i could finish a game tho lmao

•ive been reading clockwork planet bc atr just had to do the ed & i actually really like it naoto reminds me of toki from heisei project

•the weathers finally warming up so i’ll be bothering the frogs again soon the water they live in is fuckin nasty tho

•corpse party. i’ve been meaning to replay it bc im missing some name tags but i havent gotten around to it yet. speaking of good music i really love some of the songs but of course those are the ones that werent on the bonus cd (at least theres that room in game tho)

5 Things On My To-Do List:

•actually study for once in my goddamn life. i really wanna. learn japanese but like... reading tweets & listening to twitcasts really isnt the most intense studying method i’ll get on it soon but oof havent really studied since second quarter and 4th quarter just started

•I WANNA LEARN TONCHINKAN NO EN & various other songs (c-caste)

•i have a list of things to draw mainly shirurisu shikioriori, shintaro’s pilgrim he just covered, atr’s yuudachi, ageyuki’s shoumei, ohayou, & c-caste, & i want a new lock screen for my phone so soborogohan

•kinda goes with sudying but i wanna reply with more than just good morning

•i wanna read bnha rather than just watching it but we’ll see

im not tagging anyone

[thegoodmum]

2017 mum lessons

So Christmas is over and the year has gone by, as well as all my relatives who came from overseas. With the new year lingering and only a few days ahead I thought to type some of the lessons I have learnt this year, as a mother. My top three bits of advice, wisdom, shit that spills out of my mouth kind of stuff. So here is what I’ve learnt in 2017 as a parent. 

1. It is ok to parent your way, with family here last week for Christmas I learnt that my parenting style is probably different from theirs. I am quite the gentle parent and hardly tell Willow off for anything, it’s not that I don’t care or am lazy, no. It’s that I don’t see what she is doing as a punishable offence. My personal theory with Willow is that unless she is hurting others or herself than it’s not really a bad thing, (this isn’t just physically but emotionally too). The other day Willow was pulling out grass from the courtyard and giving it to people, everyone had their voice in telling me to tell her to stop, but I didn’t. Not because I didn’t hear them or couldn’t tell her but because pulling grass isn’t that bad, she’s a kid, playing outside, despite being in a world with screens and smartphones with youtube my child was outside playing with grass and I didn’t see that as a bad thing. If she was eating and choking on the grass that’s different. At one point she was throwing pebbles, which again was fine but only when she threw them above her head did I stop her as she might have hurt herself. Honestly I should’ve of let her keep going until she hit herself in the head with the pebble, then at least I could tell her why she shouldn’t do it and she would have seen for herself. Through this outside experience I realised that it was ok to do things my way, just like other parents would do things their way this was mine and it was ok, I was proud to be a gentle parent and so far I have a pretty wonderful kid so I guess I’m not doing too badly. 

2. My second lesson is that as a parent it is ok to make the executive decision about who  (and how much time) my child can spend time with. Even if it means cutting out time with otherwise essential family members and even the other parent. Willow’s father is not the best human being in the world, he does not support Willow in any way possible and leads quite the self destructive lifestyle, including being in involved in drugs. From what I have heard drugs isn’t the end of it and if he wasn’t her father he would not be in my life at all. Initially when we broke up I tried to keep him in Willow’s life as much as possible, going out of my way to make sure he had a connection with her. But now things are different, I realise that when he’s around her, he doesn’t stay very long, spends most of the time on his phone and argues with my about his problems. He doesn’t put Willow as a priority and abruptly waltzes in and out of our lives. So I have made my decision, I want him in our lives as little as possible, I control how long and how much time he gets to spend with Willow and I think that’s fair. As long as he’s on drugs and living a self destructive lifestyle then I need to protect my daughter and I do not think it is safe or productive to be around him. 

3. My third and final lesson is that I have learnt that I want Willow to have a lot of choice over her own life. People ask me a lot of questions like, “when will you allow her to have her ears pierced?” “What sports or instruments will you make her play?” “Do you want her to be interested in Disney/Barbie/Superheroes/Wiggles etc etc?” And my answer is pretty much to all of these, it’s her choice. I will get Willow’s ear, nose, belly, all pierced when she asks for it. If she doesn’t ask then that’s fine, at one point if she hasn’t done it by high school I might ask if she wants her ears pierced but if she says no then that’s ok, moving on, no pressure, you do you kid. The only activity I will insist upon is swimming, as we live in Australia and I think water safety is important. Too many people in this country drown and so until she is a confident swimmer I will send her to lessons, currently she loves her swimming lessons so I don’t think she will have a problem with that. Everything else I won’t force her, whatever sport/instrument/ other interest she has is hers and I will just nurture it. It’s her life not mine, I’m not going to be one of those parents who live through their kids, pursuing their own dreams instead of their kids. As for interests at the moment Willow likes Minnie and Mickey mouse, playing with balls, Playdoh, Birds, Playing with her doll house, Peppa Pig and Books. Most of these she picked up on her own and she will continue to make her own choices about what she likes, kids go their own way, you can’t force them to be a certain way, if I’ve learnt anything it’s that, kids will be kids and theres nothing you cant do about it. 

Take care readers and have a happy new year!

[craftedcoils-blog-blog]

A-Priority

Timothy Everett goes into Cafe'le Shoppe..  Before he even gets to the open door he is struck with a sudden fear followed by disgust at the awareness he has suddenly found of the place he had planned on going:  Cafe'le Shoppe.  Timothy Everet looks around at the outside of Cafe'le Shoppe and the one million people passing by.  Walking here for him had been stressful because of the joint he had smoked earlier with D.J. Dombowsky It made his mind become obsessed with the details, which ironically would have been the case anyways if he were not on drugs.  He looked at the Cafe'le Shoppe and saw the people that were hanging around instead of just passing by and he noticed a slight but obvious difference between the two.  He noticed that Cafe'le Shoppe (since he had been there last month) had developed into a sort of conglomeration of concentrated hip-sterdom paradisium.  A hang-out for the weird but quirky and yet comfortable (Timothy Everet of course, assumed) people.  A place where they could all go around spitting inane euphemisms and blatantly self conscious and obviously insecure but acceptable statements and, but truly, derived from and of, humanity's sexual impulses.  But hey, not only is this a place of peace, where happy people can go to feel comfortable and similar to others and be accepted for who one is or may be, it is also a place of demonic overflow, an ill-issued form of reality that plays off of your perception and prays on meaning.  There are a thousand places like this everywhere, Cafe'le Shoppe is only one of many.  There are actually a thousand of these places at every point in the Universe.  Probably more considering that Timothy Everet could never begin to comprehend the amount of points in the Universe let alone the places inside of them.

A paranoia immediately sets in and Timothy Everet falls into Cafe'le Shoppe like something from a trebuchet operated by a confused psychedelic pirate, one who has been at sea for way too long and is very sick in every manner of human health that could possibly be imagined.  

The hipsters are everywhere.  He's trying hard not to use the preconceived notions he has of the people he sees all the time as his lens- trying hard not to become obsessed with the concept of the hipster to where he cannot see anything else, and to where he himself and Timothy Everet would become a hip-ster.  'That would be Hell', he thinks…underneath and intellectually however, he sees It all as this natural development of human culture, this  postmodern necessity, his personal conceptualization of which makes him think of red and purple colored pomegranates.  

Him and his friend, Fred, conceive of the whole concept as a natural desire of the human race to fit in or to constrain themselves inside of dimensional structures, if that makes any sense.  Timothy Everet knows theres more to it, 'this isn't our first Rodeo, Man,' he thinks and then thinks about socio-pedagogical evolution.

Everything is in the details.  Only a fraction, maybe half of It though is not in the details, only the part you can see:  The beckoning of the sweet and inviting, tender, warm, juicy and perhaps mossy but, if if anything, undeniably desirable and violent, bloodthirsty, abusive, vicious, barbaric and poisonous but potentially lethal presentation of reality that we are all trying to deal with, 'mmmm Moist though I must say' thought Timothy Everet, 'like a television set-  Tiny, multicolored lights tweaked and programmed in a certain way to give you a beautiful screen that can hold beautiful things and give you beautiful emotions and present you with an infinite sea of jest and metaphysical logic and truth and a reality that is just so much like your own that you can't even help but to love and admire and prescribe to it', but, Timothy Everet thought as he stared at the tiny moving metropolis,  'if I get lost in the tiny little lights, I will never see the beautiful picture that is unfolding before me.  Or is it a lame and banal version of the experience we could be having? …considering that we are all into that type of thing… the tiny little lights thing…'

People walk around, languid in their justification.  Their bellies protruding like misspelled vernacular, they speak of pregnancy as maturity; backs straight, hair tied; alien semantics…

The happy hipster looks through the folk lens and into their own dreams.  What do they see in their wonders thinks Timothy Everet about his own self.  Is it empty?  Is it murky?  Is there a rusted and leaking bike in a tree?  None of it seems authentic or real, only a watered down version of something that, even in its random and original conception was not a very cool thing to begin with.  Like soccer.  It even has a different name somewhere else.

People look at him, but he is content with his coffee and sits comfortably and feels as if he could be doing anything and he wouldn't have to worry about his hair or general appearance or whatever.  He, them, after all.

When Timothy Everett sits down, the pain in his left shoulder subsides, he smokes profusely.  He thinks about how there are things you can do to distract people from their initial perception of you, which he had had mostly less than desirable results as of late.  These things you can do, he thought, make you look quirky instead of creepy, because at least you stand out, he thinks.  Or maybe they just assume you know what your doing because they are afraid of people who are out of control.  He thinks about how everybody probably thinks these things all the time.  He thinks about how he had encountered a writer he knew about ten minutes ago as he was walking conspicuously and stoned down the street.  He sees this guy about 3 times a week, which meant that he was part of the inner circle.  Maybe Timothy Everet thought of this but maybe not.  Crossing the street the Dwarf-Goblin figure addressed Timothy Everet and they exchanged only a few generalized and interactive concepts, normal conversational things and, as the writer, as he himself had stated, was on his way to work.  Timothy Everett notices something about the man's demeanor as he spoke despite all the reasons stated.  It was forced, the topics were happening to quickly.  Yes this man seems to be in a hurry to return to his work with money from the bank or something but there is a hidden sort of hatred. But then again maybe it was just stress.  Then again maybe nothing, and why should he even care.

From here on out he sees omens.  A dead crow on the side walk that he almost stepped on.  A homeless biker with a missing left arm and a hook attached to the left handle of the bike.  A surfer dude filling out a W-2 tax form.  His hand is shaking and he closes his eyes behind thick shades, 'I am a monster among creatures of death.'  He yawns and he is not tired.  The surfer dude does hand stretches in unintentional carnations of the 'hang loose' signal, the ASL sign for 'hang loose' and maybe another thing.  Timothy Everett just remembers that he had taken a vallum over an hour ago.  

Timothy Everett walks back into Cafe'le Shoppe and is standing behind a man at the counter.  The Keep addressees them both as if they were together, "Hows it goin guys?"  Timothy Everett takes this opportunity to smile and ask the man for a pen in the nicest way that he could have conceived of, the other man at the counter, turning slightly, perhaps put off, but Timothy Everet didn't care because his request would take an infinitely less amount of time than the other man's and that guy could just suck a dick.  Timothy Everett thinks the Keep does not even remember him because he looks at the cup in Timothy Everet's hand questioningly as though if to think, 'how dare this man ask for a pen if he didn't buy a drink.  Is that our signature cardboard twelve ounce coffee container or is it just another type of handheld containing device?  Water's not free you know.  And neither are pens!'  Timothy Everet thinks about how then the Keep probably didn't feel like an idiot for not noticing.  He takes the pen and leaves.

A bird takes a shit on the umbrella of an unaware by-passer.  This is the type of degrading shit that really makes Timothy Everett chuckle inside or, in this case in particular, out loud.  The brutal type of human injury that does not directly effect the person like an old woman falling down the stairs or a douche-bag running a shopping cart off of a four story building into a human shit pit.  This is all in good fun but for Timothy Everet the psychological injury that potentially may occur (one, of course, that he will never see) when the person finds the bird shit on her umbrella after she has thrown it into her living room and the cat has gotten at it and spread it all over the carpet and whatever the hell else, which is not in good fun but completely infuriating and obsessively time consuming, leaving this person no option but to take the time that could have, relying on the individual's living arrangement and drive in general, been spent in a much more productive manor, will always tickle his nerves.

"A guy as smart as you," said a guy at the bar next to Cafe'le Shoppe, "needs to know where Croatia is."

"Alright," said the guy sitting next to the Guy at the bar.

"Don't judge me," he would think later after the initial satisfaction of having his intelligence worshipped wore off, "just because I work at a bar, and serve you holier-than-thou suburban folks with your fat chick pay checks, empty crowd stench and double crown's worth of empty threats, do not include me in the 'i work here because I'm too stupid to do anything else category' or 'i work here because I'm a stupid musician who can't do anything but write simple songs that are not catchy enough to make any money off of'".  But you can, he thinks, because its all but hideously untrue and true and passe and not only is it not cute enough to be attractive but so cute that its not only attractive but irresistible.  No matter how many deadbeats fail at attempting to be gods, people will always love it.