#colors were chosen very purposefully...

[fayewoodss]

Finished Scenenap commission!!

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This was a commission for my friend who has a Scene!Sapnap au and they gave me so much creative control with this piece! This is probably the most fun I've had on a commission and I'm so so so happy to share it!

[gravity-what]

I…look, I know this is supposed to be for OCs okay? But I was doing my Chinese practice so here we are…

(My practice was just colors and animals so there is a good chance that the other stuff on here is wrong, but I did my best. 😵‍💫)

Anyway, all of these are very specifically for the trio while they were together/before Chase’s betrayal. Including the songs which I put way too much research into. Hadn’t had the reason until now to read ancient Chinese poetry…

Translations and heavy details (fair warning, it’s a lot) under the cut:

Dashi

風/风龙 = Wind Dragon/Dragon of wind. Although there is a reason it’s so heavily obscured/faded.

大熹 = Dashi. Original named ‘大师’ (literally ‘Grand Master’) but he purposefully changed it upon joining the whole Dragon mess because he didn’t like the implication of his name and what it seemed to insist upon him. Instead he chose to replace 师 (shī) for 熹 (xī) meaning warm/bright. Dashi has no sir name per Zhang Zhung tradition.

银色 = silver (color). [all of the OG trio is represented by a precious metal in my stuff] in this case represented by Tibetan prayer wheels which are originally driven by wind. For Dashi in particular I tend to go with the Tibetan/buddhist symbolism of things so silver represents purity, protection, and ability to dispel negativity.

茉莉 = Jasmine. While in Chinese culture it represents long-lived love and loyalty, in Buddhism is actually is seen as a symbol of compassion, empathy, and showing kindness to all living beings in this world along with purity of intentions.

猪 = pig. While typically the pig represents abundance and happiness, and symbolizes honesty and generosity, in Buddhism it is also a symbol of ignorance and one of the three ‘poisons’ that cause suffering.

毽子 = Jianzi shuttlecock! Essentially a toy and one of Dashi’s favorite games to play (in my mind). Representing his playfulness and one of his main means of connecting to someone.

陌上来 = a yuefu poem called ‘Mulberry on the Path’ about a beautiful woman who gets hit on while on her way home from collecting Mulberry leaves for her silk worms. My choice of this particular piece for Dashi comes from a very specific analysis of the poem which says: “This poem depicts the image of a beautiful, chaste and intelligent mulberry-picking woman in a humorous style and comedic artistic technique as she turns down a man’s advances.” which I think Dashi would appreciate.

空 = Empty. It can also mean leisure or free time. This one’s a little complex because, while I chose 空 here, that actually isn’t considered a negative emotion. I chose it both for the initial western interpretation that comes with the concept of feeling ‘empty’ but also the deeper Buddhist/taoist interpretation of a ‘feeling between breaths’. A state of potential, openness, and the ability to receive new experience.

Guan

山龙 = Mountain Dragon (there are headcanons that go with this label but the gist of it is that the title of ‘Dragon of Earth’ didn’t actually solidify until later into 土龙 and part of that transition was Guan purposeful distancing himself from being a Xiaolin Dragon and pushing that title change so, if any scroll did magically show up with 山龙 next to his name the first association wouldn’t be to the Xiaolin Dragons.)

蕭關 = Xiao Guan. Xiao = sir name connected to the Xiao clan of Lanling with direct connections to the Southern Qi dynasty. 關 is a direct reference to Guan Yu a Chinese military general from 200 ce whose achievements were glorified to such an extent after his death that he was deified. Guan’s father named him 關 after him in hopes of him receiving as much renowned.

金色 = gold (color). While gold means a lot of good things (power, wealth, longevity, and happiness) I have specificity chosen to represent the color using the 馬蹄金 “Horse Hoof Gold” which I’m also using as a symbol of Guan’s Xianbei heritage and the cultural connection he is slowly re-affirming now that he is out of the more direct force of his fathers pressing demands.

寸寸金 = inch of gold. Meaning: Attracting wealth, rolling in wealth, great prosperity. It’s a plant mostly given during new years as a hope for these things in the coming year.

鹿 = Deer. wealth and longevity. But also white deer in particular are associated with immortality since it is believed that white fur is a sign an animals has achieved immortality. In deer specifically they are thought to live for 1000 years and to turn fully white at 500. For those who have read my Dashi era stuff you will probably recognize the additional connection to the 1000 year journey that represents the link between Chase and Guan’s friendship and ambitions.

關刀 = Guandao. While the first ever Guandao was made by General Guan Yu in 220-280 ce, Guan’s own version and modification of this famous weapon is already quickly changing it from a simple ‘Guandao’ to “the Spear of Guan”. it’s not quite there yet, but one day he is certain it will be just as famous as the Green Dragon Crescent Blade (青龍偃月刀).

木蘭辭 = The Ballad of Mulan, because Guan is a fanboy through and through.

无可奈何 = direct translation is ‘helpless’ but, from what I found online, it’s more specifically “feeling powerless or helpless in the face of certain situations, with no way to resolve them, leaving one with no choice but to accept them reluctantly.” Which, with his family situation…ya.

Chase

水龙 = Water Dragon aka: Dragon of Water

勇追 = Chase Young (Direct translation = Yǒng Zhuī, although Chase definitely still introduces himself as Zhuī Yǒng to be contrary. Also, post betrayal, he starts to use 永 (Perpetual/eternal) instead of 勇 (bravery) which are homophones of each other so, you know, still Yǒng Zhuī)

铜色 = copper (color). [If you have read chapter 2 of ‘gathering the dragons’ this is probably obvious]. However while Chase’s own interactions with the color are negative, copper does represent longevity due to how durable of a metal it is. Add that to the beautiful blue that is also becomes when exposed to water and oxidation and, well. Ya.

梅�� = plum blossoms. Meaning: resilience, perseverance, and hope. Furthermore, the five petals represent the five blessings (五福): long life, wealth, health, virtue, and a peaceful death. While not all specific to Chase, the number 5 is an important number associated with his and Guan’s relationship in my stories.

猫 = cat. Symbol of good fortune and used for pest control. While I mostly chose the cat because of its association with 9 lives (9 being an important number in Chase’s story) I also chose it because of just how much work went into adopting a cat in ancient China which…I liked they symbolism for for obvious (Omi related) reasons 😆.

手卷 = handscroll. (What can I say? In my mind he is a nerd who likes his scrolls. Side note: not sure about this particular translation at all since handscrolls seem to specifically refer to art scrolls and might not apply to historical/martial arts scrolls that I’m specifically trying to refer to here 🤷)

四坐且莫誼 = Let the Four Seats Be Quiet and Not Noisy. A Yuefu poem whose first line is 四坐且莫喧，愿听歌一言。which, supposedly, translates to: Please don't make any noise, I'd like to hear a song. Which mostly just makes me imagine Chase using it as a way to tell people to ‘shut up already and let me listen to the song already’. (Look, out of the trio Chase was the hardest to find a time-period appropriate poem for…which I still might have gotten wrong 🫠)

骄傲自大 = cocky/conceded/arrogant (negative). For…obvious reasons (tbh I love this character trait of his so, you know.)

[mammons-hubby]

Hiiii :3 can I request platonic headcanons of the brothers with MC who is a child/preteen? You pick which age you're more confident writing, but like in this 8-12 yrs range if possible, thank youuu🩷

I wasn't sure if to make the Mc be cursed or the Mc being chosen for the program while still being a child. I chose the later, hope you enjoy!

The little Mc! :

When the one stepping out of the portal was a 10 year old, he almost passed out.

Lucifer

This wasn't in the papers, at ALL. There is just no way this could've possibly happen, maybe a child stepped into the portal by accident?

But no, once the kid was questioned it was obvious they were the exchange student they were expecting.

Internal panic.

This kid can't go to the basically highschool for demons, and there are no schools in the Devildom.

He has a really stern talk with the brothers so they behave in front of them.

Depending on your behavior he may start to get more grey hairs or take a big liking to you.

In the end he ends up really attached to you.

Pampers you, and denies he does it.

"What?! I gotta take care of a kid?!"

Mammon

New babysitter for Mc. He at first dislikes it a ton, but he has a soft spot for kids so he doesn't take it on you, but you notice he is kinda mad.

Very overprotective. Not at first but with just a couple of days he really starts to like you and can't leave your side.

Will bother you to get a reaction, if you start crying he may even give you some Grimm.

Teaches you how to gamble and gets strung to the ceiling.

Gives you piggybacks.

He may involve you in money schemes at first but never putting you in any actual real harm.

Great. A little kid with sticky fingers.

Leviathan

He doesn't want you anywhere near his room at first, afraid that you will break his precious figurines or destroy his Manga collection.

He still forces you to watch Anime, but in the living room with him. Once you get a liking to it he even dresses you up as his favorite characters.

Once he realizes you won't purposefully break anything of his, he invites you to his room.

You are mesmerized by the pretty lights, the bathtub and the giant aquarium, you say hi to Henry and he melts.

He sees you looking everywhere with awe, and he feels very proud of himself.

From then, you start to play games in his room and carefully read his Mangas.

Lets you play with his tail in his demon form. He finds it kinda funny but gets grossed out when you put it in your mouth and cover it up with saliva. Eugh.

He is kind of curious about you and how you ended up in the Devildom, for Lucifer to make such an oversight is clearly extremely bizarre, almost imposible.

Satan

You kinda look at him with your big baby eyes and he looks back at you, until one of you stops staring and go back to their normal routine.

He is chosen by Lucifer to be your personal teacher. He complains but knows he has to do it.

He will try and teach you things to bother Lucifer, succeeding in some and failing in others.

But he also takes a lot of effort to learn about human culture and teach you the right things and needed things for your mental development.

Will read for you to fall asleep. Devildom fairy stories and others, you seem to like grim stuff too but he reads this stuff to you very rarely. Doesn't want you to be negatively affected.

Buys you a cat onesie and takes lots of pics. Super adorable.

He finds you extremely adorable and amusing, like a little pet.

Asmodeous

He will dress you up in the prettiests of clothings, with the most expensive perfume and hair decorations.

You seem upset and he doesn't understand at first. You explain you don't like being treated like a doll for his amusement.

He thought he was doing everything right?

He thinks about it hard and realizes that maybe being treated like a thing rather than a person must've hurt you.

He apologizes to you and offers to take you to eat something yummy.

He tries and know more about your likes and dislikes. About the shows you like, your favorite colors, the type of clothing you like.

He takes you to buy some pretty clothes of your choosing, and even gets you a cute haircut.

You feel better when you can also express yourself. But from time to time you let him dress you as he wishes, you even match clothings sometime.

Okay so at first a bit dangerous to be near him, considering he sees you as small and chubby and feels the urge to put you in his mouth.

Beelzebub

Once he controls the urges, he is very sweet and caring.

Kinda blunt when he talks, but not clueless. He is not dumb so he knows that he shouldn't say certain things, but considering he is quite honest he lets slip some stuff, but inmediatly notices and fixes it.

Will share his food with you and sit you on his lap while you eat, sorry if you get slobber on your head.

Will make sure you get proper exercise so you grow strong.

Will also take you on piggyback rides wherever you'd like.

Considering he has a younger brother, he grows attached to you very quickly and would give his life for you, and take others.

Belphegor

It depends. If this is an universe where Belphegor doesn't have a vendetta against humans, he may not care too much at first, but then begins to like you.

He would take naps with you, and help you draw and color stuff.

He is the youngest brother, so he may teach you how to get away with being a brat, much to Lucifer's dismay.

Now. If it's the og timeline Belphie?

Things are difficult. He will still try and trick you into doing the pacts with his brothers. And you're a child, so you'd probably believe him.

He does feel more guilty about wanting to kill you, but in the end commits regardless.

It's up to you to forgive him or not. He did kill a child after all.

The brothers are all shocked at him, and disgusted.

It takes a while before things settle down after discovering you're Lilith's descendant.

They're very wary of leaving you with him in a room, in case he tries to hurt you.

But Belphegor feels extremely guilty. It eats him alive, he can't believe that his rage for humanity would make him kill a literal kid.

He tries to make it up to you by being present in your life. Helping you get ready on your day to day life. Taking you places you need to go, pampering you.

It's still up to you if you'll ever forgive him. Perhaps you do, but you'll never forget it.

You can still have a nice relationship with him though, it's not the end of the world. And your life is just beginning.

[starogeorgina]

Killer queen

Warnings: Incest, uncomfortable situation

Pairing: Aemond Targaryen × Reader

1.05

Letting out a deep sigh, you place your hands on your lower back, trying to relive some of the weight of the baby pushing down on your spine. With the size of your bump, you could easily be mistaken for having twins, although the maesters said it was only one baby and a lot of swelling.

After the meeting with the King’s Counsel was over, you and your grandsire headed towards your mother's quarters to have an unofficial meeting with the Green Counsel. The green’s council consisted of your mother, Ser Cristion, Aemond, the hand of the king, Aegon, and the lech Larys Strong. You went out of your way to keep Helaena out of the scheming and plotting; she was far too innocent to be involved.

Feeling your eyes burning into you, you finally sigh, “Yes, mother?”

Your mother pursed her lips and said, “That's a very interesting dress you chose to wear today.”

With your breasts swelling to twice what they normally would, you had decided to wear a gown that was designed for pregnant women; however, the one you’d chosen that morning had irked your mother. It was black with red roses sewn onto it on the bottom of the skirt, and the queen hated seeing her children wear house Targaryen colors. “It’s a gift from Lady Malia Lannister; she had it sent to the keep after finding out I’m with a child again. It would be rude not to wear it.”

“The princess is right, your grace,” Larys says before taking a sip from his cup of tea. “Small gestures, such as wearing gifts from other houses, are a reminder of who’s loyal to us.” The smile on Larys face sends shivers down your spine. There was something incredibly creepy about the clubfoot. He changes the conversation: “I hear Princess Rhaenyra is with child again.”

You roll your eyes; you have more pressing matters to discuss than your elder sister and your uncle. “Ser Cristion, is there any further word on who is behind the child fighting pits in Flea Bottom?”

“I’m afraid not, princess, but thanks to your connections we were able to locate one of the fighting pits, and it has since been destroyed.”

“Thank you, Ser Cristion,” you say sincerely.

“Is sending members of the King's Guards into Flea Bottom to knock down gambling pits really the best idea?” Larys asks.

You pull a face of disgust. “Gambling? The children are purposefully kept malnourished while their teeth and nails are sharpened for combat while sick spectators place their bets and cheer on to see which child will win or die.”

Your grandsire shifts the conversation to another issue, with Larys remaining quiet for some time. Shayla, who had now become one of your ladies in waiting, entered the room looking nervous. Sensing she was nervous, you excused yourself and stepped into the hallway to be greeted by one of the servants who watched the children while you attended meetings, holding onto your son's hand while gulping down. You take in Tré’s appearance and immediately burst into laughter; he was covered head to toe in mud.

You run your fingers through his silver locks, which had thick brown streaks of dirt and some greenery from what you assumed were bushes and flowers tangled in them. “You are filthy; what have you been doing?”

Tré giggles, “Me and Jaehaerys were pretending to be dragons.”

“You are dragons, my sweet.”

“The princes ran away from me, princess; I did try to stop them."

You cut her off with a soft laugh. “It’s quite alright, no harm done.” You lean down and lift Tré up, holding him above your bump. You kiss him on the cheek multiple times, making the young boy squeal in delight. “You sound like Breeze.”

“Your grace,” Shayla says, bowing.

You turn back around to see your mother looking at you with a somewhat amused expression on her face. “Ashara, your dress is filthy.”

“You don’t like it anyway,” you point out, earning a surprising smile from her. Although you and the queen hardly ever saw eye to eye, she was still your mother and loved her grandchildren greatly.

Soon as you walk back into her chamber, Aegon bursts into laughter, while Aemond’s jaw tenses, no doubt from watching you carry your son. You could only imagine your husband's reaction when he learned the princes managed to run off.

You sit back down to resume the meeting, which was almost over, with your son sitting on your lap. You kiss Tré’s cheek as he falls asleep in your arms. You remember once telling Aemond you never wanted children because you didn’t think you’d be capable of loving them. Oh, how wrong you were. Tré was your whole world, and you knew you’d love the next baby just as much.

—

Sitting in the garden, you gently rub your swollen stomach while watching as Aemond plays with your son. Tré was crouching behind bushes, giggling, thinking he had successfully hidden from his father, but of course Aemond knew where he was.

“Princess,” Silas, one of the servants, approaches you with a tray in his hands. He carefully places the plate of pastries, grapes, and bread on the table before sitting the tea down. While doing this, he quietly says, “I heard you are trying to stop the fighting pits in Flea Bottom, and I think there’s something you should know.”

You motion for him to sit with you and say, “Please go on.”

Silas nervously glances at your husband, who was watching your interaction, and declines your invitation to join you. “I do not wish to cross a line, princess, but I’ve heard rumors regarding Prince Aegon.”

Your mouth goes dry. “What is it you’ve heard?”

“That there are children fighting in pits with Targaryen features, and that they have been fathered by the king's eldest son.”

Silas couldn’t have been older than six and ten; he had an innocence around him that you wanted to protect. You place your hand on top of his and say, “Thank you; you did the right thing by telling me.”

“Please don’t tell anyone I told you, princess. I don’t want to get in trouble.”

“You’d risk getting into trouble by telling me, why?”

He shrugs. “You’ve always been very kind to me.”

“I’ll do my best to keep you safe, sir,” you smile.

He smiles back at you until Aemond stands behind you with your son in his arms and a murderous look on his face. Silas quickly bows his head and says, “My prince.”

You feel bad watching the young boy fumble over his feet to get away. You pout at Aemond as he sits down across from you and says, “You don’t need to do that.”

“Do what?”

“Scare the young servants.” You take a handful of grapes and begin cutting them into pieces. “The ones who approach me are harmless.”

Aemond smiles, something that he hardly ever does in front of others. “Motherhood has softened you, my love; you are far too trusting.”

You push the plate of cut-up grapes in front of Tré and say, “Perhaps, but it’s also common knowledge what will happen to anyone who crosses the wife of the rider of the largest dragon living.”

“Vhagar!” Tré squeals excitedly, making you chuckle.

“Hmm.” Aemond leans forward and brushes hair behind your ear. “Regardless, you are my wife, and I want to keep you safe.”

“Ñuha nēdenka zaldrīzes.”

—

You clench your teeth as you dip your feet into the basin that has been placed in front of you. The maester had added a mixture of oils that were meant to help ease the pain of how swollen and painful your feet had become during your pregnancy. You were supposed to be meeting your grandsire to discuss the latest news of Aegon’s bastards, but you were in far too much pain to walk further than your own bedchambers.

“Princess, Lord Strong is here to see you.”

You frown. “I’m improperly dressed. Tell Lord Strong, I’m feeling unwell and will see him tomorrow.”

It was only midday, but you had decided to resign in your chambers for the rest of the afternoon due to feeling so uncomfortable. Aegon and Helaena had gone dragon riding, while Aemond had gone to sit in with Tré for the remainder of his lessons, giving you much needed time alone. Even though this pregnancy was better than your first, it was still exhausting.

Closing your eyes, you lean your head back in the chair and try to doze off, but the sound of a cane hitting the cobblestones alters your appearance. What didn’t he understand about your request? You scowl at hearing him dismiss your lady-in-waiting, who is frantically telling him to wait. You reach for the dressing gown that is hanging on the side of the chair you are sitting in and quickly put it on to keep your modesty.

“I believe you were asked to leave.”

A look of shock crosses his features. “I do apologize; I have obviously misunderstood.”

Your glaze burns into the Lord as he sits down across from you. Seeing him limp, you feel obligated to allow him to sit for a moment. You nod for one of the servants to move the objects on the chair away so he can sit down comfortably. “What is it you want, Lord Strong?”

“For us to be friends, Ashara.”

Anger stirs within you. It wasn’t that he addressed you by your name; it was the arrogance that laced his voice that irked you. “Do not forget I am a Targaryen princess; next time you address me as any less, I will have your tongue removed.”

“Such a spirited princess,” he nods his head, looking amused. “I will do well to remember my place next time.”

When one of your ladies-in-waiting approaches you with a towel in her hands, you lift your feet from the basin to allow her to dry them. You notice Lary's eyes creepily glued to your feet, and the way he repositions himself on the chair makes you feel uncomfortable.

He clears his throat. “I am good companions with the queen; I just thought I’d offer my services to you.”

“I will keep that in mind, but I must ask that you please leave, as I’m very tired.”

“Of course, growing a child is a tiresome job.”

You avert your eyes as he slowly walks by you, with what appears to be a bulge in his pants. A sickening feeling builds inside you. Whatever had just transpired left a sour taste in your mouth and left you feeling uncomfortable in a place you’ve always felt safe.

Ñuha nēdenka zaldrīzes - My fierce dragon

[myluciddreamer]

It’s been a long time since I’ve had a wild dream.

I was in a large audience waiting for a show to begin when suddenly Enya music begins to play - softly at first then gradually louder as a figure makes their way on stage. A man dressed from head to toe in what looks like lion costume in as purposefully wild a take he could make. The main was colorful, the whiskers were painted on his face in rainbow colors, and he wore the tiny outfit - one of those swim pieces is basically a strip of fabric that only go over the shoulder and between the legs - over a generic lion costume that looked purchased from the closest Spirit of Halloween location. Despite how tightly the outfit hugged his balls he looked surprisingly comfortable. His glee was understandable when I realized who it was, Sam Riegel.

Sam stood before a microphone, gesturing as he spoke about how his costume was to help promote one thing: Wild Life Preservation. It wasn’t just him there dressed up either. He gestures out to his right for the rest of his group to follow him out on stage. The cast of Critical Role begin to funnel in one by one, each showing off their own creative and gorgeous animal themed costumes. Laura Bailey was rocking a stunning version of a Great Green Macaw - a green leotard layered in shiny green and white feathers with an equally impressive feather headpiece - while her husband Travis wore what resembled a Biker version of an African Rhino. Ashley Johnson got a huge round of applause for her take on a Pangolin which was like a gorgeous suit of armor that looked like it would belong in a Chappell Roan show. Taliesin Jaffe was next with a very classy suit resembling a California Condor, his hair bleached to match the theme and a surprise cape of feathers to finish the look. Liam O’Brian came out with an outfit resembling a black spider monkey that was somehow both classy and subtle yet still very clearly representing his chosen animal. Finally Marisha Ray stepped out in a gorgeous Amur Leopard themed outfit which really gave 90s chic French vibes but it worked.

As Same looked around there was one person missing. The one person who he wanted to see their reaction to his costume the most, even if he seemingly missed the memo on dressing as animals going extinct. It was Matt Mercer. He was nowhere to be seen. Sam asked Marisha on his whereabouts and even she kinda just gestured in a fuck-if-I-know way. Just as Sam was about to move on there is a menacing laugh just off to the side near a pool of water (uh.. yeah. They were standing on a platform near some water fountains in deep water pools). From one of the pools leaps out in the most dramatic display of fuck you energy I’ve ever seen is Matt Mercer in the most accurate Invincible-style Elephant costume.

The shock alone woke me from my sleep.

[hum4niz3daesthet1cs]

|{ THE KAWAII TRIO! }|

-This trio consists of Gurokawa, Yume Kawaii, and Yami Kawaii-

{HUGE TWS FOR SA MENTIONS, SH, SU1CID3 MENTIONS, SEVERELY DARK TOPICS, GORE, ECT.}

{YUME KAWAII}

# Personal Information

***• Government Name***

Yaiory Lee Kochi

**• *Core* *Alias***

Yume Kawaii

**• *Preferred* *Name***

Yai prefers a shortened version of his name, or Yai. He finds it easier to say.

**• *Nickname(s)***

Madotsuki, Yume, Candy, Whimsi

**• *Chosen By***

Ciaran, he was taken by Ciaran due to not having any crimes that he had committed.

**• *Origin***

Yai had a very abnormal childhood. He was anemic and a hemophilia victim naturally, so he was usually stuck in the hospital and homeschooled when not, his parents were always forced outside the room for days on end, leaving Yai alone with the doctors who “cared” about Yai. They slowly began to trick Yai, manipulating him and slowly making him severely weaker than he was.. and one day, one of the doctors r4ped him. Yai became traumatized and too scared to go back to the hospital after that, but he never told his parents why. He dealt with his issues by himself, suffering from the chronic pain and nightmares that repeated themselves over and over again. He could control these nightmares… but i t always happened.. him. H i m. He was surprised he could still remember his face. Every detail was clear.. and it lead to him trying not to sleep as much as possible, taking down his health even more. Eventually, Yai started having to take medication, and overdosed purposefully after a few years, his 18th birthday, Yai’s attempt failed, and he was taken by Ciaran early, becoming Yume Kawaii.

***• Attire Style***

Yume Kawaii dresses in a mix of soft, decora, and pastel kidcore. He wears a hoodie with a jacket over it, and starry arm warmers. He has golden dirty blonde hair and wears pink legwarmers over shorts and striped thigh high socks and pink pastel platforms. He also wears a pastel blue bunny hat.

***• Core House***

Cute/Pastel Gore Based

***• Location***

The Liminal Outskirts

***• Rank***

Liminal Outskirts inhabitant

***• Job/Occupation***

N/A

***• Sexuality***

Polyamorous, Gay, Asexual

# Biological Information

***• Phyiscal Age***

18-20

***• Mental Age***

91

***• Height***

5’5-5’7(with platforms)

***• Gender***

Pangender Masc

***• Sex***

M.

***• Species***

Immortal Human

***• Unique Features***

Pastel pink blood, a missing left eye, pill and sanrio tattoos all over his body, scars littering under his clothes from what the doctors did to him, a teal ribbon tied around his thigh.

***• Personality Type***

Yai is often seen as an overly-shy people pleaser. He doesn’t speak very high above a tiny tone or a whisper and a lot of people usually have to tell him to speak up. Yai is rather jumpy very often and has a cowardly hint to his persona. He can’t be in places alone and he hates the idea of going to a hospital or doctors office, even if that doctor is a friend he knows very well and is even dating, Kimo-Chan. It gives him PTSD attacks and leaves him miserable for days. However, he loves consensual hugs and cuddles from his partners, and often becomes easily embarrassed when teased.

***• Alignment***

Neural Good

***• Likes***

Pastels, Sanrio, Dreamcore Games, cute things, plushies, layers of comfy clothing, small, tiny things, pretty liquids, flowers, stars and bows combined, seeing people smile, sweet tarts.

***• Neutrals***

Horror games/movies, the dark, dull-colored objects, spicy foods, fights/violence, high/low temperatures, reading, scrapbooks, blinding objects, wounds.

***• Dislikes***

Hospitals, doctors, flirts, his weaknesses being exposed, bugs, vomiting, nightmares, medication, anything medical related, too much blood, non-consensual touch.

***• Relationships***

Gurokawa: Romantic Partner

Yami Kawaii: Romantic Partner

Preppy: Romantic Partner

Dreamcore: Claimer

# Medical Information

***• Mental Disabilities***

Chronic Nightmares

CPTSD

PTSD

Depression

Anxiety

Sleep-Wake disorder

Chronic Insomnia

Schizophrenia

***• Physical Disabilities***

Hemophilia

Anemia

Chronic stomach pain

Fragile Body

Chronic Illness

***• Verbal Disabilities***

He sometimes has trouble getting words out and is very quiet, but he doesn’t have any problems otherwise.

{Yami Kawaii}

# Personal Information

***• Government Name***

Kimoi Wai Dasiki

**• *Core* *Alias***

Yami Kawaii

**• *Preferred* *Name***

Kimo-Chan, a shortened version of his full name with “chan” added onto the end. Dr. Y, his doctor name.

**• *Nickname(s)***

Kimo, Menhera, Emo doctor, pink bandage, Ki-Ki, Doctor Y, Bat Boy

**• *Chosen By***

Rune, Kimo-Chan was chosen due to his horrible deeds done to both himself and his patients.

**• *Origin***

Kimo-Chan was born in Japan, but moved to L.A, California when he turned 3 years old due to a divorce from his parents. He had a tutor for schooling, but eventually went to a public school when he turned 14. During that first year of school, there was an attack from an active shooter, and he was shot in the head, but survived with brain damage and a new disorder, which definitely split his perspective in life. He grew comfortable with a hospital for a while, as he was stuck in one for a month to recover. He appeared to always love the pink bandages the most. However now he was rather violent and distant towards people, scared of himself and the self injury spree his body put him through. He didn’t feel like he was in control of himself anymore. Eventually he became a doctor, but performed brutal operations on his patients, often ending up with them dead, but he was more than pleased with the blood spewing from their corpses.. infact he was so pleased that was what he fed off of, blood and flesh of other human beings.. including his own. After long enough, he was caught by Rune, his soul being taken as he was blinded in one eye and had his heart and stomach removed. He then became Yami Kawaii.

***• Attire Style***

Kimo-Chan dresses in a cutsey but gothic style. He wears something of a mix of a black alt jacket and a pink and black anime school uniform. He wears black tights with black and pink knee high socks over them. He also wore pink death sabbath combat boots that reach his mid calf. These accessories are decorated with black and pink chains and kandi. His alt jacket had an appearance of that of a doctors coat, and he wore black gloves with pink fishnets and kandi. He also wore an array of belts and medical related accessories. He wears a small black and pink medical cap on his head with decorative hair clips and a decorated surgeons mask. He has a nametag saying “Dr. Y” on it, despite the letter not even resembling his government name at all.

***• Core House***

Gore Based

***• Location***

The Liminal Outskirts

***• Rank***

Inhabitant of The Dream World

***• Job/Occupation***

Doctor/Medical Worker

***• Sexuality***

Gay, Polyamorous

# Biological Information

***• Phyiscal Age***

21

***• Mental Age***

95

***• Height***

5’2 5’4 with boots

***• Gender***

Demiboy, He/They

***• Sex***

Male

***• Species***

Vampire

***• Unique Features***

Sharp fangs, dark eye bags, vibrant eyes, scars all over body

***• Personality Type***

Kimo-Chan is often sadistic and cold towards others, his expression dull and empt when staring and he often zones out mid conversation. He has no regrets when harming others unless they are his partners. He’s soft around his partners and often tries to get Itto to stop his self harm addiction, hiding his own addiction in a mask of happiness and chill. He’ll often care for his partners as a form of love, along with affection and words of affirmation.

***• Alignment***

Lawful Evil

***• Likes***

Medical based stuff, Kawaii topics, cats, Gloomy Bear, sanrio, maretu and other dark vocaloid artists, blood, self harm, stopping others from self harm, caring.

***• Neutrals***

His patients, as long as they don’t struggle, they’re fine. Giving in to hunger, the light, people calling him “bat boy”, gore

***• Dislikes***

People giving him stereotypes, his traumas being brought up, the mentions of his disorders, Rune, dogs, things that are colored way too brightly, loud noises

***• Relationships***

Yume Kawaii: Romantic Partner

Gurokawa: Romantic Partner

Preppy: Romantic Partner

ViolenceCore: Claimer

# Medical Information

***• Mental Disabilities***

DPDR

Sociopathy

Psychopathy

Schizophrenia

Insomnia

Smiling Depression

Bipolar Disorder

***• Physical Disabilities***

Self vampirism

Missing stomach and heart

Temporary paralysis(he’ll go paralyzed in parts of his body for an hour or two)

Half Blind

Farsighted

***• Verbal Disabilities***

N/A

{Gurokawa}

# Personal Information

***• Government Name***

Itto Watashi Yin

**• *Core* *Alias***

Gurokawa

**• *Preferred* *Name***

Itto prefers his government name

**• *Nickname(s)***

Teddy, Guro, IT, the bear, Gloomy

**• *Chosen By***

Rune, Itto was chosen due to the mass murders he had committed throughout his life.

**• *Origin***

L.A, California. Itto was born in a rich family that eventually began to neglect and abuse him for being different than them. He eventually decided to escape their grasp on his identity and went rogue. He remained homeless until he moved in with some random stranger, who made him do horrible things until he liked it. He killed people, over and over, and eventually grew so addicted to blood he began to make himself bleed. He also began to kill other people gleefully, including his own roomate. He was eventually caught by Rune, being disemboweled and having an eye gouged out before he became Gurokawa.

***• Attire Style***

Itto dresses in a mix of grunge, scene, and punk. Hes often seen in a black jacket with black and pink demonia boots. He wears striped neon and black leg warmers along with black cargo pants and many belts, one of them being a missing textured one. He wears Hot Topic T-shirts under the jacket with a black turtleneck underneath the T-shirt. He wears buckles around his limbs and kandi that was made for him. He also has an array of both metal and button pins. He wears black fingerless evening gloves and pink arm warmers. He carries around a pink and purple neon axe. He also wears a gloomy bear based beanie

***• Core House***

Gore Based House

***• Location***

The Liminal Outskirts

***• Rank***

Inhabitant of the Dream World

***• Job/Occupation***

N/A

***• Sexuality***

Polyamorous, Gay, Demisexual

# Biological Information

***• Phyiscal Age***

19

***• Mental Age***

89

***• Height***

5’4, 5’6 with Demonias

***• Gender***

Genderfaun, He/They/It

***• Sex***

Male

***• Species***

Humanoid Demonic Bear

***• Unique Features***

Devil horns, Bear ears and a devil tail, Razor sharp teeth, tattoos and markings all over the body. Gouged out eye.

***• Personality Type***

Itto is very self destructive. He prefers to destroy his own body more than others, often using it to ground himself from his urges to destroy others. Its not a very healthy habit. Hes usually the introverted type and refuses to communicate properly with others. He often dislikes touch, but makes a massive exception to his partners, in which he is very open, sweet, and kind. He’ll often make gore-based gifts out of modeling clay for his partners.

***• Alignment***

Chaotic Evil

***• Likes***

Gore based topics, eyes, blood, self-inflicted harm, making gifts, being creative, his partners

***• Neutrals***

Food, he cant eat, only look at it, doing work, murdering others, loud voices, the silence

***• Dislikes***

Consequences, being aware of his missing parts, seeing his partners sad, too much blood, horror movies, police, Rune

***• Relationships***

Yume Kawaii: Romantic Partner

Preppy: Romantic Partner

Yami Kawaii: Romantic Partner

ViolenceCore: Claimer

# Medical Information

***• Mental Disabilities***

Autism

ADHD

Chronic Insomnia

Psychosis

Depression

Tourettes Syndrome

***• Physical Disabilities***

Missing organs

Missing stomach

Half blind

***• Verbal Disabilities***

N/A

{HERES HOW THE TRIO LOOK! L-R= Gurokawa, Yami Kawaii, Yume Kawaii}

[babyrdie]

Any Sacrificial Couple™ fanart?

I had an incomplete drawing when you sent me this, so I had to wait until I finished it before I could answer you!

Face closeup!

It's probably the last drawing I'll do for months lol. Seriously, i kind of tried something new in the sense that i wanted to try to play with "excesses" since usually i find that i use simple visual elements and my god…it's really excessive and the process becomes more complex. I think this is also the drawing where I had to think the most about compositions and colors, compared to the others…because, in the others, the colors were purely aesthetic, but this time they were purposefully chosen to mean something. There are a lot of attempts at visual nods here…some very obvious, some more subtle. Some that probably could have been worked in a better way too. But I really like the colors! Not to be arrogant, but I would actually use this as a matching icon if I had someone to use it with lol

I'll spare you guys a long explanatory text of the process, I suppose if someone is really interested the ask button is always available.

[bonefall]

I wanted to submit a few of the clanmew names that I enjoy and thought were really fun!! I took some liberties considering come translations either don't exist or aren't applicable to my ocs.

(Context: My Clans are stationed in Utah, and the specific clan featured in these names is in a desert/cliff esque landscape. Their Clan, JuniperClan, is named after the Utah Juniper, which looks significantly different from a normal juniper.)

Starting with one of my favorite ocs first; Skipperleap - Skepbyiao! I was super happy his prefix had a translation, especially since it's for the "Large Skipper" variety, as it's a little funny, considering Skipperleap is a larger than average cat. I decided on -yiao as the suffix (-spring, straight upward leap) because it sorta fits his personality as well? He is a good natured cat, with a positive attitude, and brings a "spring" to someones step.

Coottail - Ubobufr - A bit harder, but settled with Ubo because of his dark brown-black fur color. I also just really liked the sound of it. Originally I was going to go with -swash, as his name is pretty simple in general, but -bufr seemed more fun considering its a tail feather from a bird, which would connect to the fact his name is Coot-. Again, it just sounds neat :]!

Beechfang - Chokki - Since Beech- isn't in the lexicon, I decided upon "Chok-", or Trunk. It symbolizes Beechfang in the sense that he is solid and strong, a good cat to rely on in stressful situations. He doesn't faulter from conflict, and is reliable. -ki, meaning canine fangs, was another easy choice, since Beechfang is known for his prowess in hunting (and ocassionally fighting). Plus. Chokki just sounds EXTREMELY cute. One of my favorite names by far.

Another Favorite oc of mine, Orchidthroat - Palifuhpi. Since Orchid isn't really used, I settled on Palifuh (Purple) since Orchidthroat has a blue-gray coat, and in lighting it comes across as purple. Orchidthroat is a magnificent speaker, usually bringing conflict to an end and being direct with what he means. -pi was chosen because "Used to indicate someone saw or heard and reported directly" sounds pretty accurate to how Orchidthroat does things.

Finally, Thymeclaw - Hhasskachkubo. Thymeclaw is an elder, and a very respected one at that, as she used to be one of the Clan's most skilled fighters. Hhass was chosen primarily because it means sneaky, and I was trying to reference "creeping thyme", as it's the only thyme I can see native to the UK? There is a varient of Red creeping thyme that can be found in North America, but I'm not too sure on if it'd be present in the region I'm basing this in. -kachkubo specifically being used was to reference Thymeclaw's fierce power, in how she'd strike her enemies physically and emotionally during combat.

It's funny, you're on a totally different continent but all of these names could be 100% region-compliant, from Coots to Orchids! You just happened to perfectly hit a bunch of things I haven't yet translated LMAO how did you do that

BUT ANYWAY! Feel free to make your own translations for Utah species, or modify the words I'm about to give you! Great job btw!

Coot (Fulica atra) = Nio Black, red-eyed waterbirds similar to moorhens which look like ducks when swimming. Known for being devoted parents.

Beech (Fagus sylvatica) = Choo Trunk + Smooth. Known for its very smooth bark, absolutely perfect for carving glyphs on. Not so much a "satisfying" tree to get a scratch on, though! They also produce nuts that squirrels like to eat. These are actually planted purposefully in this area. At the Lake, only ThunderClan has access to them. RiverClan used to have a small orchard of them near the twolegplace, which was where Beechfur got his name from.

Bee Orchid (Ophrys apifera) = Fefsue There's actually a ton of orchids in this part of England, but I picked my favorite. It's the self-pollinating bee orchid, which mimics a species of solitary bee that may have gone extinct. You probably know of it from the famous xkcd comic about it, but I WILL give you a little bit of hope! The bee orchid has a ton of morphs and in the warmer parts of its range, DOES actually have bees that still pollinate it. What's weirder is that this far north, they don't seem to have one? So... Bee Orchid, how did you Get here? Is YOUR bee gone? What happened to YOUR bee...

I am ALSO taken aback by the fact that thyme apparently doesn't grow here. Weird. But anyway I got your back; here's two roundabout translations for OTHER, non-Thyme plants that are common in the modeled region, but reference thyme.

Thyme-leaved Speedwell (Veronica serpyllifolia) = Kukon A delicate little flower beloved by pollinators, and can grow in thick mats across the land. Deceptively quick and hardy, it can become a weed if unmanaged, and hides seeds in the pelt of any cat that comes by it so it can spread further. Very fitting for your girl, I think!

Dotted Thyme-Moss (Rhizomnium punctatum) = Mwarfum Blooming + Moss. Has distinct little egg-shaped leaves and rising tendrils. Considered pretty, but not a particularly useful type of moss. For anyone seeking a more "herbal" vibe for thyme.

[meanderingandrambling]

I never really feel clever or informed enough to comment on the met gala but some folks I like skipped this year and at the very least I want to save my top ten for posterity so here we are.

I'll be doing this in several rounds. Theme Favorites: top ten that did a good job with the theme and were interesting enough for the met gala. That's A Nice Dress/Suit: top ten that were beautiful for some event that wasn't the met gala. Come on, this is for wearing theatrical art. Personal Favorites: top ten free-for-all in which I just pick my favorites based purely on personal aesthetic. Absolutely no attempt to even pretend I'm thinking of things like theme, craftspersonship, or style. Maybe a forth round for stuff I just want to talk about or things I did not like.

The 2024 theme was Garden of Time, the exhibit Sleeping Beauties: Reawakening Fashion. Most people took that in a historical and/or botanic direction, both themes I adore. Interestingly enough the Garden of Time is a short story about the hyper-wealthy walling themselves in their pleasure gardens with magic time slowing flowers until the hoi polloi riot and overtake them. Unfortunately I saw no outfits that incorporated the injustice of our capitalistic hellscape, the inevitability of death, or less generously: the unwashed masses destroying genteel beauty. Perhaps next year.

Lana Del Rey wearing Alexander McQueen

There were a lot of outfits I really liked but I thought this one really captures the threatening beauty of nature, genteel isolation, and vague sense of mortality you get in Ballard story. I also dig how it looks like something a member of the fae would wear.

Everything else below the cut to keep this from being a color of the sky length post.

Cynthia Erivo wearing Thom Browne

This number will be showing up in my favorites. When I imagine the anthropomorphic Death as she would appear in the Ballard story, this is she. The petals over the darkness are a bit on the nose as a death image, but I positively love it.

Rebecca Ferguson wearing Thom Browne

Another one that will appear in my favorites. So it's hard to talk about the Garden of Time without mentioning The Masque of the Red Death. Both are about rich aesthetes locked away against the rioting masses and the inevitability of death. Ferguson is dressed to sweep uninvited through a decadent compound to bring darkness and decay in her wake, and really isn't that what we're all going for at all times?

Demi Moore wearing Harris Reed and Cartier

God I love this dress. The spear things remind me of the hands on a clock and the peonies are that brilliant pink that makes me want to lick them. I like how the sleeves frame her, almost like wings or a halo.

Harris Reed in Harris Reed

Amazing. Honestly I hardly have anything to say. I adore the sort of Georgian (I think Georgian, my art history is pretty shit) pattern and the halo effect of Reed's headpiece. A feel like he's pretty purposefully doing a saint thing in the picture and I love it.

Tyla wearing Balmain

Holy fuck did this one fly under my radar. Much like an operatic magpie, I am attracted to bright colors and shiny things, and so missed the subtlety of this sand gown. She's dressed as the sands of time, very cool. Spoiler for an 80 year old short story: it ends with the main characters turning into statues, so I really like how the dress makes it look like she's turning into sand.

Taylor Russell wearing Loewe and Fred Leighton

Like Tyla's gown above I like Russell's suggestion of inorganic transformation. She has a sort of sad dryad/maiden warrior chosen by god thing going on.

Dan Levy wearing Loewe

Gives me Persephone energy. I like the floral color and life contrasted to the black. The transition reminds me of the transformation in the story and, if I sort of tilt my head, the passage of all life into death.

J Harrison Ghee wearing ???

Okay so Ghee's gown doesn't really capture the themes of time or death but holy fuck I love it. This is how six-year-old me wanted to dress every day. A friend said "it's a carnival dress, though certainly a very good one." Personally I think it's perfect for any and every occasion. I love that they look like she's at the 1994 Thumblina film's Beetle Ball. I mean, look at this image and tell me they didn't come from the same party. Playful, camp, and over-the-top.

[crimeronan]

i've been really enjoying making devin's life suck shit lately. i know i keep saying every time i develop a new symptom i give it to them but there really is something to just. being a 38-year-old protagonist who won't kill yourself because you're not a dramatic 18-year-old anymore but who also spends literally every waking moment in so much fucking pain that you're constantly fucking begging to die. while everyone around you is like wow it's wild that you lived to 38 good job :) everyone with your condition before you has eventually lain down in the same graveyard and purposefully starved/frozen to death and you know that you're going to eventually too so you have a pact with your wife (the one you chose)(not the soulmate wife who's been making your life a living hell since you were 16 and she was a grown-ass woman) to die together but before you do you're both taking a ton of people down with you. you poorly speak about eight different languages because you're surrounded by refugees and immigrants and marginalized people and many of them are very afraid until they hear the relief of a familiar tongue and remembering these languages is exhausting because you are so sick all the time but it matters so much. you are terrified to die because whoever succeeds you will be just as sick and just as tired and just as empty and they probably won't make that same effort so you must go on standing you can't break that which isn't yours. you like soft blankets and string music and drums and the color green. you're in so much pain. your wife has made you a murderer but she first recognized you for your kindness a decade before you remember even meeting her. your magic is eating you alive. there is no cure and there is nobody who cares to find one. you wouldn't have chosen any of this but you didn't get a choice so now it's just a matter of what you do with your shitty time in this shitty body in this shitty world. your life sucks So Much Fucking Shit. you just want to curl up with your wife and sleep til you aren't tired anymore. you aren't EVER gonna get to do that.

[invinciblerodent]

Annoying I what way pls explain?

Obligatory "not all elves/tieflings" to start, if it's not your shirt then for the love of all gods real and imagined don't wear it, but I mean annoying in the way of,

"I will vocally tout this one specific type of character above the rest as if they were all inherently better, objectively more attractive, and more interesting than any other possibility, while simultaneously reducing them to their physical features, aesthetics, and the fantasy-prejudice they experience because of said features."

"Despite the clear overrepresentation of my choice in both the base materials and the fanbase (and everyone's generally very favorable view of my choice), I will nevertheless openly complain about any imagined slight I experience because of the way the world/story is set up. Basically, I'll purposefully choose the heritage I know is fantasy-oppressed within the setting, but post rage-fueled rants about every instance the fantasy-racism might actually manifest in the narrative, while also touting my choice's superiority, making sure my character remains largely unaffected by the fantasy-racism, and complaining that there is not more of it."

"I will openly and honestly make statements that amount to 'xyz game is best experienced through my choice of race, specifically and only because of that, and no other feature of my character's', and refuse to entertain the equal validity of any story that is at all different from the one I've concocted for myself."

Basically, annoying in the way of

"There is a right way to play this game, and it's mine."

And yes, another disclaimer to try and dodge any bad-faith interpretation of what I just said: I might make the occasional navel gaze-y post about how I think it's fun for, for example, my Iona and Astarion to explore- and reacquaint themselves with their shared fey nature together, and reflect on what that means to them, or how I enjoy seeing XYZ types of characters (like dwarves) in a more general sense, but I hope it's clear to anyone who has been following me for any length of time that I would absolutely never say shit like "[this or that arbitrary choice I made for my own game] is better/more valid/more 'canon' than someone else's choice".

I always just talk about my canon, and my world, and my character, and when I talk about how their race might affect them, or their view of the plot, or talk about their feelings that might color their experience of an event based on who they are, I specifically mean that one specific character. It's never meant as a blanket statement, or a judgement of the value of any other person's choice that might differ in some way.

Inconsequential as it is, I will never forget people coming to my inbox to tell me the character I had been working on for like two years at that point was unfit for my choice of partner for him, just because he isn't an elf, and I doubt I will soon forget going into my recommended posts and seeing 3-5 lengthy posts in a row about how BG3 is best played as a tiefling, about how great all the tieflings are, and how we should appreciate tieflings more, despite, you know, them being one of the most (if not THE most) widely chosen PCs and a great chunk of the game being about them already.

Just... be normal about differing choices in a choice-based RPG, man.

[lighthouseborn]

Character Survey

basics.

name: Henry James (Swann) Turner (and I'm not sure he'd have much reason to give it this way but if you were to throw a 'Sparrow' in there he would not object)

nicname/s: I have yet to encounter any, actually. His name doesn't really lend to it? and I don't think anyone has chosen anything that isn't one of his given names, yet? If they have I forgot it I'm so sorry.

age: mid-twenties vibes these days, 23-25 thereabout

species: Human (...son of a psychopomp, which sometimes seems like a Something, but also not really? Blurry. Human and mundane and normal in all the ways you need to worry about.)

personal.

morality: lawful / chaotic / good / neutral / evil / true

religion: No formal adherence to any structures, and he's not much of a praying type either. He's got some superstitions and general beliefs, they just... don't necessarily steer him into thinking any of the things that exist are things he would give sway of his choices to.

sins: greed / gluttony / sloth / lust / pride / envy / wrath

virtues: chastity / charity / diligence / humility / kindness / patience / justice

known languages: English, Mandarin & Malay, Shipwreck's Pidgin, Latin (or some bastard form of it, at least), Greek, many many many partials via a mixture of exposure, study, and educated guesses based on the languages he has a firm grip on. Loves loves loves languages. Descendants verse has a sign language he's getting good at. Modern verses,,, I don't know if he knows any sign languages but he'd be excited to learn if he doesn't!

secrets:  

physical.

build: scrawny / bony / slender / fit /athletic / curvy / herculean / pudgy / average

height: 6'0" (1.83m)

scars / birthmarks: So many. Most tend to be covered, except the ones on his face and neck and hands. And the one on his face is fairly faint. I have not moved the scar chart to this blog yet (and I've been thinking of redoing it) but it is viewable [here.] [And also here for the D:BH verse, which is different, but it definitely needs updating.] I think there's also a Descendants verse one but I've lost it. It's around somewhere.

abilities / powers: Disarming puppy dog energy. (That's a joke it's not a real superpower or anything but it is true he's got a knack for being just. very earnest in a way that encourages people around him to put down their guard (or at least let him, specifically, through it.) This is not an intentional effort on his part. Like I mean sure he wants to be trustworthy but I mean he's not purposefully trying to trip or trick or manipulate people into liking him he just. Is how he is and it's very open, and it tends to endear people. (Or drive them crazy, or both s;ldkfjg;dlkfgj.))

restrictions: Hates feeling trapped or cornered into things and will bite and claw and kick about it; not a huge fan of enclosed spaces for this reason (it looks like claustrophobia sometimes and it's technically true he doesn't enjoy little bity tiny spaces, but it's less about them being small than it is about the enclosed/trapped feeling.) "How is this a restriction" it makes commitments something of a challenge and also literally being trapped or tied down, etc., can cause legitimate panic if he can't see a way out of it.

favorites. 

food: Curry! He's not especially picky about what kind, he's always interested in a curry. Also most fruit! But specifically a big fan of mango and lychee.

drink: Spiced tea. (Like, true teas blended with spices, not teas mostly made of spices, but that second thing is cool too.)

pizza topping: I sincerely doubt he's picky at all in any way about pizza.

color: He's got a lean for jewel tones and earth tones, especially blues and greens, a measure of gold, and the occasional red or burgundy. 

music genre: He's not crazy into music but generally prefers simple vibes, vocal pieces and acoustic guitar and memorable verses, stuff you can hum and carry around in your head.

book genre: Myth stuff for sure. I think even before he became obsessed with the Trident he was just into stories and legends as a kid, the kind of stuff that makes the world seem mysterious and magical, and he just. Never outgrew it. He's got a liiiiittle bit of a history lean, but more for sociology-esque things than like, foreign policy and infrastructure and war facts. The things that unite people, rather than push them apart.

movie genre: Modern Henry is a tv/movie hater sry (he gets bored with it really easily.) 

curse word: Despite what people say of sailors he really doesn't tend to swear very much? Typically only if he's very frustrated, which usually ends up aimed at an inanimate object, which usually means he's saying something along the lines of "this BLOODY (thing)" which is fairly mild all things considered. He's definitely dropped a few 'damn [it]'s and the occasional "for fucks sake". Arse is probably part of his lexicon but I feel stupid/wrong when I try to use it lmfao 

scents: Fresh outdoor air, especially coastal. Florals are nice! (Plumeria & hibiscus & orchids & irises) Brewing tea. Book smell is a good smell. He doesn't know this is what it is but cocoa butter.

fun stuff.

songs: [There's a a whole playlist for this] but big ones include: Wild I Am by Vocal Few , Eulogy by Charlie Allen , Seven by Sleeping at Last, Rubik's Cube by Athlete, Give It Up by Cody Fry, Here I Am by Brian Adams. [There's also actually a second playlist for this.] ...[And this one too.] ;dkjg;ldkfjg;kj (There's reasons for them to be on separate playsts it's just. very hard for me to articulate why.) [This is the angsty one] though that's pretty straightforward.

aesthetic: patches of sunlight and coastal winds and waist high grass waving in the wind and lanterns and lamplight and tropical flowers and the heights of a ship's rigging and adventure through uncharted places and books and sketches and maps and shells and walls papered with thoughts and trinkets and hammocks and humming and cliffsides and dancing and stories by the fire and port wine and rum and spiced tea and warm sturdy hugs and light linen shirts dried in the sun and flushed sunkissed skin and. more but my brain stopped working and this is already quite a list. you get it though you get the energy,,

sings in the shower: Hmmmm I feel it's unlikely but humming is possible?

likes puns: ..Neutral about them? (Hetty thinks they're funny though she likes to harass him with puns sometimes.)

[harpers-tartarus]

Its important for everyone to know that @whatisamildopinion inspired the way I wrote the prologue for my fantasy book (have I written anything else? no, but that's not related lol) bc their aasimar au is permanently imprinted in my brain:

It goes like this: you are born into a prison of beautiful lights and love all around. You think that there is nothing to want or to need. You wear silk and gemstones and you are your mother's pride; her chosen.

Your father, on the other hand, detests you because his illegitimate son is born first. A Twilight legitimizes him under the dusk sky and that doesn't help. Your brother is several shades lighter, nearly a foot taller, with ears that don't jut out as much.

The tide is turning against your kind, you can see it and so can your god. Humanity turned on the Black Seed, why wouldn't they turn on you, too?

Succession is a nightmare for everyone involved because someone always loses and somehow it is both the siblings. He loses by being born first and being a hybrid of two very different species; you lose because you are your mother's daughter and the second-born.

Your father lost whatever vengeance he had against your mother, losing her in the process; what woman could ever love a man that had chosen to purposefully impregnate a mistress after his own wife was with child in an effort to ensure that his bastard is born second? A truly deluded one. Perhaps there had never really been any love there, but you were too young to ask and by the time you cared, it was much too late.

So, you dive headfirst into your studies. Your runetype will reveal itself in time, but you do not have much and you know it when the first assassination attempt hits its mark.

You are lying in a pool of your own blood and it just gets deeper and deeper until it drowns you. For the first time, you hate your father, standing there unmoving as he watches you, his heir, die. There is copper burning your nose and vengeance in your heart and when you reach out for the Black Seed for the first time, he does not cast you aside as your father did.

The last thing you hear is your mother screaming as she paints runes in the air above your body. Your choked lungs breathe once more before darkness comes.

When you awaken, you withdraw from your father so fast that you hope it hurts. He makes demands of your mother who shields you with trembling fingers. Your mother has never feared anyone or anything and the mere thought of your father instilling such a thing in her makes you ravenous for a comeuppance you now know you will not live to see.

The Black Seed is the god of vengeance but also inevitability and he sees your fall far before you do.

They say you changed after the attack, which is true, but your people do not believe that. You put on a brave face for them so they do not know of the screaming matches your family is now engaging in daily. You love your people. You love your mother. You do not love your father and you do not love your brother. Maybe if you had, certain events would not come to pass, but inevitability is a sea you will drown in and you know that it is not your responsibility to extend an olive branch for a conflict that was not your fault.

You are still blamed for it, as though you had any part in your conception. If anything is to be blamed, it is your father's hatred of himself, of his own kind. You wonder how he can, but you stop yourself from asking; the answer will drive you mad and there is no god of madness to claim you when that happens.

It is the day of your eighteenth cycle, the day everything will change, and your brother tells you that he hopes you die in the Trials. He tells you that you are not strong enough for what comes next, that you are no leader; you don't even have a Runetype and he bears the Diviners' colors proudly. Years ago, this would upset you, but there is no love lost between you; the line was drawn in the sand years ago and the battleground is painted with your blood.

You enter the forest with only a dagger at your side and the fortification of your mother's love.

The war is lost before you reach the fork in the path, because as you found an ally in a god, so, too, did your brother, but his god dares to break the rules.

You do not feel it when you are smote, you only know that you are there one second and gone the next.

Death is inevitable and your death was even more so.

You are dead but you are not forgotten. Your life is short but your legacy is long and one day the truth will be discovered with fresh eyes that will claim you as the followers of the Black Seed do.

All that is left to do, is wait.

[bluestar22x]

Get To Know Your Moots

Thanks @morallyinept for tagging me :)

What's the origin of your blog title? Don't have one really. Just my online name BlueStar, which I chose cause my favorite color is blue and star was just kinda randomly chosen. I just liked the combo.

OTP(s) + Shipname: Eeeee...a lot. Piper/Leo (Charmed), Geralt/Yen (The Witcher), Melinda/Jim (Ghost Whisperer), Nikita/Michael (Nikita), Amy/Ty (Heartland), Severide/Kid (Chicago Fire), Bobby/Athena (911), Cole/Cassie (12 Monkeys), Stefan/Elena (The Vampire Diaries), Klaus/Cami (The Originals), Sam/Eileen (Supernatural), Coulson/May (Agents of SHIELD) - this is not a complete list

I do not like ship names usually so I don't conform to using ship names.

Favourite colour: Blue. Pretty much any shade, but I tend to like deep/darker blue colors more (but not as dark as navy, though navy is still nice). I have had a weakness for blue eyes most of my life, even when a lot of my TV crushes actually have green or brown eyes.

Favourite game: It's between Jurassic World Evolution 2 (XBox) or Rival Stars Horse Racing (mobile). Probably JWE 2.

It was Zoo Tycoon 1 and 2 on PC when I was growing up - I still miss playing those 2 games.

Song stuck in your head: Nothing really lately. Whatever's on the radio. But recently I was listening to Chosen Family by Rina Sawayama & Elton John. Finally a song for one of my top favorite character dynamics. Someone please use this song for The Last Of Us, Forever (ABC), Supernatural, etc.

Weirdest habit/trait?: I need a book marker in my spare hand whenever I'm on computer or reading a book or writing, etc. anything that involves thinking and not needing 2 hands. I flip it around in one hand and sometimes certain people get annoyed by the flicking noise but it helps me focus. It's like my version of a fidget spinner. If I don't have one, I sometimes end up playing with my hair instead.

Hobbies: Writing, reading, watching movies/TV, playing video games, watching people play games on youtube, music, singing along to music, talking about my favorite animals and characters. Traveling when I get the chance. I used to have horseback riding but haven't been able to ride in years (Around 6 years or so now).

If you work, what's your profession? I work as a cashier. I know, so basic (and very boring if everything's going right).

If you could have any job you wish, what would it be? Horse Barn owner. I would love to rent out stalls to people and take care of their horses.

Something you're good at: I would say nothing - I'm just okay at a lot of things. People around me would probably say writing and drawing. Which I would say are decent, but nothing to bark about. lol

Something you're bad at: Taking compliments

Something you love: Horses, dogs, deer, giraffes, okapi, most mammals, colorful fish and birds, dinosaurs, beautiful landscapes, beautiful architecture and art, flowers, fanfic, movies/TV/books/games, [a variety of] music, Greek/Roman mythology, supernatural lore, traveling, learning new things (especially about animals or medicine/biology), decent human beings...

Something you could talk about for hours off the cuff: A lot of different animals including dinosaurs and my favorite shows/movies/characters.

Something you hate: People who bully or purposefully try to get on my nerves, people trying to control/manipulate me, being unable to eat whatever I want and do whatever I want, intolerant and ignorant people, not being my own boss

Something you collect: Books and DVDs, music

Something you forget: A lot.

What's your love language? Gift giving with most people. It could be touch with the right person but generally, while I am a bit touch starved, I don't like being touched. I mostly find it awkward. Still waiting for the right person to hug me. I have had a few amazing hugs in my life, but they were long ago.

Animals get more affection from me than anyone I've met in person. My dog gets so much hugs and kisses to her dismay. I love snuggling.

Favourite movie/show: Tough one. Mostly I have favorite characters. But Supernatural, 911 Lone Star, Heartland, 12 Monkeys, Ghost Whisperer, The Mandalorian, The Originals, Almost Human, Nikita, Forever (ABC), Person Of Interest, Charmed, Dominion, and Agents of SHIELD are all up there. Hawkeye gets a special mention cause I feel like it.

I would say The Last of Us but it's only because of Joel and Ellie and Tommy. I don't really care about much else. Pretty much always skip the scenes without Joel. Season 2 will be so evil.

Movie wise I like a lot of animal and action movies. Marvel. Things like Seabiscuit, The Horse Whisperer, Marley & Me, Transformers, Terminator (part 2 in particular/mainly), Thor (2011), Captain America The Winter Soldier, The Avengers movies, the Rocky and Creed movies, etc. (Creed 1 is my fav). A few romances too like Letters To Juliet.

Favourite food: So many. Steak, shake and bake pork chops, Chester Fried Chicken and wedges, McDonalds fries (when fresh), watermelon (when dark red), Dominos cheesy bread, Pizza (especially Pizza Hut pizza and certain gas station pizza), some apples (red/not too sour), a variety of chips, cookie dough, vanilla and chocolate ice cream, coconut cream pie, pumpkin pie, sprinkles, hot fudge, chocolate pudding - almost anything chocolate/milk chocolate (hate dark chocolate), really

With the exception of apples and watermelon really the only food I love is bad for me *sighs*

Favourite animal: Horses. I love most horses.

I distinctly don't like Arabians with super dished faces or Akhal-Teke horses, especially the shiny ones. I love horses that look wilder, more natural. I love ranch style Quarter Horses (not the overly muscled ones), Halfingers, Fjords, Friesians, Percherons, and Mustangs. I like my horses calm, lazy even. As close to bombproof as a horse can be. I've known several.

Dogs are runner-up. And I like small dogs more. Some big dogs intimidate me. My favorite is the Chihuahua. They are full of character, spicy, cuddly, very loyal to their people, surprisingly easy to train, and some are pretty active (some go hiking with their owners). And I'm not scared by a 6 pound Chihuahua even if they're acting like they will bite your head off. They're just scared and they can't do much harm compared to big dogs. Every well bred and trained Chihuahua I've met have been wonderfully sweet (though they are vocal and very good watchdogs - don't count on them being guard dogs lol). My Chloe is a Chihuahua. So is my parents' dog Zoe. Chloe learned basic commands in two weeks and Zoe was potty trained pretty well by the end of her first week with us. They're smart, just a little stubborn. If you don't lead them they will boss you around. They are as gentle and sweet as any dog can get.

Dinosaurs, giraffes, deer, okapi, and a few other animals follow.

What were you like as a child? Loner type. Major introvert. Head in a book or out in the backyard catching butterflies, literally. Didn't have a real friend until the 6th grade.

Favourite subject at school? English and Biology.

Least favorite subject? Math. If it's not add and subtract, I suck at it. If I suck at something, I hate it.

What's your best character trait? I don't want to hurt anyone; I mostly mind my own business.

What's your worst character trait? I am too much of a people pleaser. Some people walk over me. I'm indecisive. I'm not trusting enough and I'm too trusting at the same time.

If you could change any detail of your day right now what would it be? Instead of being alone in bed, I'm with the right guy for me. Not the perfect guy, nobody is perfect, but the right one for me. Ya know? Something real. Someone I can trust and who shares values/interests with me.

I also would love to be out in a barn hanging out with the horses and my guy. lol

If you could travel in time who would you like to meet? Uhhhh... Abraham Lincoln? One of the few US presidents that actually seem worthy of respect. I would like to know if he is all he's cracked up to be.

I'm not one for placing faith in people I don't truly know. ha

I very rarely have celebrity crushes. I like to say I love the characters; the actors are debatable. They seem nice at best.

Recommend one of your favourite fanfics (spread the love!): I will circle this back to @morallyinept and her Adrift With You Series. It's really good.

She already recommended the current fic I'm attached to (Familiar!Ezra)

x

Tagging whoever wants to play :)

[anim8yash]

Critical Analysis

Son, E. (2023) ‘Symbolic Image of Colors in the Animation Film, Loving Vincent’, Quarterly Review of Film and Video, 40(7), pp. 807–826. doi: 10.1080/10509208.2023.2235991.

Written by Eunha Son, a research professor at the Korean Studies institute at Pusan National University, specializing in the interdisciplinary studies of humanities and imaging science, this article analyzes the metaphoric and representative meaning of colors in animation through the example of the recently released uniquely animated film "Loving Vincent"(2017). I have chosen pages 810 to 813 from this paper to make the analysis.

This part is dedicated to the evaluation of colors, especially the ones which deal with our mental and emotional aspects. The author elaborates that the choice of colors in films are notably used to enhance its emotional value. Hence, it stresses on making it prevalent to use metaphors through representation and doing so by the use of color. In medium such as animation where the artist has complete control over the subject, forms, colors and environment, the choice of colors to effectively communicate the essence of the shot becomes important. The author bases this study on the foundational work of revolutionary color theorists such as, Faber Birren’s (1961) color theory, Wassily Kandinsky’s (1914) work on Spiritual art, Johann Wolfgang von Goethe’s (1840) color theory and many more, as well as evaluating the psychological impact of colors used in recently released animations.

"Loving Vincent" is an animated feature film released in 2017 which is based on the life of the legendary painter Van Gogh which is also the theme of this article. The author observes that the colors used in the films are the same that was used in Van Gogh's paintings and talks about its representation. The colors of the character are figurative while the color of the background sets the mood and emotional value of the shot. The article states how the film uniquely uses oil paintings by Van Gogh to animate and narrate the story. Thus, all of its frames are painted by artists in the stylized approach which was used by Van Gogh and also preserves the same interpretation that he used through his colors. After Van Gogh's death, his life is revisited in this film through the perspectives of people who knew him. It is clear that each person had a different narration about how he dies and the film tries to explore the cause of his death through its runtime and the ways in which colors were used to communicate through each person's perspective.

The article also tries to settle the dispute about "Color psychology" about its mental and sentimental application. They do so by quoting the opinions of well known color theorists across history and presenting the significance of it. The author suggests, through Guilford (1939)'s work that the psychological and neurological reaction produce the affect we feel through the interaction with colors and hence also attach emotional values to them. They also emphasize on the quote “the harmony of color can only be based upon the principle of purposefully touching the human soul” (Kandinsky 1914,59) which suggests that colors have an impact on the very foundations of being and so, goes beyond psychological facets of a human, resulting in an authority over their emotions. Focusing on color balance, Eunha talks about the historic and symbolic meanings of color and its function of setting the mood and adding more information about the context in any film.

The article stresses on how combinations in which colors are used becomes extremely important to express certain feelings with clarity. It makes mention of color being categorized as warm and cool tones as well as light and dark shades. The text emphasizes that tones and shades both bring something to the table and the interaction between them makes or breaks the expression. Light shades are related to warm tones while Dark shades are connected to cooler tones. In Author's words "Brightness is matched with the temperature of the color". The interconnection of temperature with two of the primary colors i.e. Yellow and Blue is mentioned it great detail. The article highlights how Yellow tends to behave keenly and does not naturally go to prominent depths whereas Blue acts in an exact contradiction to yellow. Due to these reasons, Yellow and Blue are widely used to contrast each other. When mixed in equilibrium, they generate green. The application of Blue describes a darker, dispirited character while Yellow, a delicate and warm character. The text also talks about tones that effect the function of a color to act both cheerful or bright with higher saturation and gloomy, dull or depressive with lower brightness.

The Author also presents Faber Birren's (1961) work on representing colors with the personality of people wherein according to Birren, Extroverts were portrayed with warm colors and introverts with cool colors. The text sheds light on some of Yellow's representation such as it being implied spiritually or possessing the quality to appeal intellectuals and people with less intelligence. While in west it was mostly negative with the associations of qualities such as timidity, preconceptions and oppression. Another important aspect of this article is the mention of Color theory by Von Goethe(1840) which says Yellow and Blue are extremes of the color spectrum and their complementary relation with each other give rise to other colors in the spectrum. Using these points from authoritative sources, the paper speaks about maximum emotional impact that occurs when using Yellow and Blue in greater detail. Through Eisenstein's theory of colors, the article explains the significance of the co-relation between color, story and sound while learning the process of film-making.

In conclusion, this article talks about a very important and relevant topic in film-making i.e. representation through colors. Providing valuable insights as well as strong authority based on the work of color theorists from the past and by using a recent and uniquely made artefact as an example of its application. The subject being vast and highly practical, also opens new doors to experiment , practice and an opportunity to contribute on the research in future while exploring deeper into the fascinating connection between human psychology, emotions and colors.

[chondrichthyes-x-mantodea]

Strap the fuck in

I grew up in a Christian school so I'll try to pull out some of my memories. You're in for a ride, but I feel this is good for me to walk through what has happened.

• I went to the preschool owned by my actual schools parents. From 2-5, I was always told by the father that I was "gaining weight" and "eating too much candy." I was a very "gnc" (aka normal) child. I liked to wear boy shirts with realistic alligators on them, but sometimes I'd put on my crazy ass floral skirt with it. The owners hated my parents for letting me dress myself and hated that I wasn't feminine, so that was another target. I once cut all of my hair off and was called a boy by many of the students and the worst of the owners litter (a whole 30 year old woman) who would also bully me. She would let the boys punch me. One time, the whole class bullied me for a week straight, and she egged them on. A boy threw colored pencils past my head and almost injured me, she laughed. I was purposefully chosen last for choosing the color of flower I wanted to be for a play. She said "what color of flower do you want to be?" and kept getting angry at me for choosing the ones that were already picked. It's really a shame she didn't know how good my memory is, it's been like 15 years at least. I once lifted up my dress at school and was banned from wearing dresses (+ hit by the owners for it, I didn't tell my parents). A boy told me to let him put his head under my dress and we got caught (I was punished he was not). And then worst of all the father did do some inappropriate things to me. I can't remember in detail, but I'm certain it did happen and my triggers support it.

• Well, then I went to kindergarten at their daughters school (not the evil daughter, still a piece of shit). I "liked" this boy. He was black. I really just wanted to be friends with him, I was like 6. But the owner talked to my mom about it. She said "well don't you want her to be with someone more like her?" Insinuating that a white girl and black boy couldn't be friends or in love. Other than that, kindergarten was kinda nice. My teacher was def a lesbian despite the school she taught at. Wdym you travel with your roommate who's a woman???? And ur unmarried???? Hmmmmmm 👀👀👀

• First grade was ok too. There was a child that had a lot of issues. Mother was dead, father was hardly around. Just a very troubled kid. I became friends with him, and I did think he was fun, but I was also expected to be a pillow for him. To correct his actions. So ofc I was always sat with him and what not. Whatever, he was a good friend.

• 2nd grade was pure fucking shit to me. Not even just the school, but my house caught on fire and a lot of my pets died. Had to move and restart. So I was a very hurt kid at this point. Some other things I remember were my principal getting into an argument with my teacher about homosexual marriage. Also really weird the boys in my class would do disgusting shit but when I did it I got in trouble. I burped super loud once and got in trouble. Also think it was here that I jumped off the swing and broke my arm. I told everyone that I copied what my two male friends did, and I was ridiculed for "copying boys". Also , it's worth mentioning how violent the boys were and how it was passed off as normal??? This one kid used to throw lizards (anoles) and in general I was terrified of the boys finding animals because they would kill them, especially in front of me.

• I don't really have a timeline for these other things, but the principals son also stood on my legs with his full weight (he was in like 6th grade, I was 3rd). They also used to bully me for liking unicorns. Feels like the whole school just liked to bully me because I wasn't the norm 😭 whatever. The owners and adults really egged it on because they hated my parents too. My mom is taller than my dad, and my mom makes more money than him. The boys used to kill frogs, and I got in trouble for crying when they did. My favorite teachers husband got caught with CSAM. They used to do plays A LOT. Their actual education was shit and has actually left me very deficient in areas like mathematics. Too busy doing worship and plays. But I REALLY wanted a part in the play! The only people that ever got a part were the skinny white blonde girls and boys. I was always a little chubby, but I gained so much weight at one point (probably the stress). I confronted my music teacher about her choices and that I really wanted a part in the play, and I got screamed at for being "jealous." I was like 9.

• I feel like the weight of everything only got worse when I hit puberty. Of course it would. The principal was always upset that my parents (my mom) taught me about my body. She didn't tell her daughter what a period was until she was like 12. TWELVE. When I got my first period, I was at school. I was 11. Luckily, it wasn't heavy at all. But the culture around periods from the other girls who desperately wanted theirs yet were ashamed of them made me hide it and deny it for a good few months. Like truly, I was bleeding and said it was just an injury. I didn't want the change. My 6th grade history teacher told the girls to "obey your husband" and whatnot. All of the women there had straight-up breeding kinks. I think that's where my deep-rooted hatred for motherhood and femaleness started. Now I'm working through it. Its a general culture issue too so still not fond of it.

Also, the evil daughter came back and physically abused me again. Shocker. I was making some nasty amalgamation with ranch dressing at lunch and she ripped the fuck outta my hair. Nasty woman. Her sons were pieces of violent shit too.

The aftermath

I left after 6th grade. Went to a public school. Worst year of my life. You never realize when something is healthy yet painful until you're grown. It was so alien at first. And, of course, I didn't fit in. I kept going to the church meetups for my old school just to see old friends again. At this point, I was becoming a cocky preteen, so I just caused trouble. Their new church service would separate boys and girls. I was angry because a boy I liked (ended up being a republican SHOCKER! Moved to my public school and cut me off when he learned I was into girls too) was then separated, and I couldn't talk to him. I then proceeded to make the WHOLE meetup time for the girls into an argument against the genders being separated. They HATED my ass 😭 they kept saying that we have different brains and how we need to be prepared for different things. What made me most disgusted was a girl around 5 telling me it was so we could "become ladies." I stopped going after that mostly because they told my mom how much I sucked. My mom didn't gaf lmfao. I just felt gross going. And that was how I finally escaped.

Im still working through things, I'm still unpacking memories. There's plenty more, I was there until I was 12. And for those wondering if I'm still religious... Im not quite sure myself. I still think there's gotta be some spiritual shit going on. But I don't believe the Bible is truth. I don't believe there's a hell. Maybe I'm clinging to some hope that I'll see loved ones again. Idk.

And again, for those who need to know what school it was: Family Christian Academy in Orlando, FL. Avoid them like the plague.

for ex christian radfems

what are some of your most craziest youth group stories?

i'll go first:

i was in middle school and we had a sermon on sexual sin and purity culture.

...never understood why we stupid preteens needed to know that, especially if it was unprompted and out of the blue without parental consent

(interested in also hearing from vacation bible school and general youth group vacation stories)