#links 💸

[myiayse]

planet loop

[thekissandcry]

as much as I'd like to respond to these individually, I've received quite a few asks regarding evacuation fundraisers and want to prioritize boosting asap. info and direct links included below:

@/ahmedhells-blog - ahmed's campaign has been vetted by 90-ghost

@/hayanahed - haya's campaign has been vetted by operation olive branch (entry 26) and also vetted by project watermelon (line 212 / "line number" 249)

@/hazemsuhail - hazem's campaign has been vetted by association

@/tahseenkhazen - tahseen's campaign has been vetted by @/northgazaupdates and reblogged by @/90-ghost

to everyone who has messaged me: thank you, and I hope you and your families are able to meet your fundraising goals soon.

[wayne12sworld]

[strandedtoodeep]

Poolverine fics rec' ✨

Yes, FINALLY.

So, basically what the title said: some poolverine's fics recommendation because i have nearly 100 bookmarks and sharing is caring so let's go!

I'll put title, link, tag the author (if they are on tumblr), numbers of words & chapters and probably silly summary or thoughts

I'll be adding some in the future with a red exclamation❗

The one without smut have a bunny emoji 🐰

My faves are on top

If you have some recs i'm happy to take them thank you 🤲

Faves

Come Hell or High Water by @farmhandler 84k, 11 ch. || love when a fic take mental health seriously and talk about it in a way that feel so right? (bonus the smut is *chef's kiss*

Promise Me We'll Be Back In Time by @back4destiel 108k, 17 ch. || 50 First Dates was one of my favorite movie when i was a preteen (yeah) so this fic fill me with nostalgia and happiness

where soul meets body by @edgebug 33k, 3 ch. || one of my first poolverine's fic and it sets the bar so HIGH (and tbh i cried so much reading it, it's concerning)

silence is what i do best (but still i hear it all) by @cainroses 25k, 3 ch. || feral! logan is very dear to me and the character's voices in it?? absolutely delightful (beware the smut is very good but spicy)

Until you get sick of me, honestly by @3koboldsinahoodie 121k, 23ch. (on going) || i love it so much i want to forget it and discovers it again, the peak of two idiots in love it's beautiful

whoever makes my baby cry (is gonna lose some teeth tonight) by @wickedscribbles 16k, 4 ch. || love some genderplay, bottom and protective logan, my dear, i love it but most importantly the writings is scrumptious

The Void by @rovingotter 115k, 23 ch. || i'm still trying to process what i feel with this fic, please please read this blindly and i assure you, you'll never be the same

The Soundtrack by @greatsnakestintin 39k, 14 ch. (on going) || love a good road trip fic, love music so it's absolutely perfect for me! and the plot is so?? fascinating???

Kaleidoscope by Space_wanderer 79k, 14 ch. || CHAPPELL ROAN REFERENCE! when Logan is such a idiot Wade need to go get him AGAIN in his universe

Don't you want me to run? by @decaying-lover 62k, 19 ch. (on going) || if you love angst, this fic will serve you ANGST! love their dynamics, the tension, their voices, everything

On going

Somewhere I belong by @terrasilvershade 24k, 6ch. || another girls dad AU but this one, my god!!! the feels?? it's so interesting to see Logan being envious and it's writing so well

Baby(girl) Don't Hurt Me by @peargreen-jellybean 16k, series with 4 works || 4 fics and i love them all! some good poolverine pining & domestic bliss + men in lingeries (my weakness)

In Another Life by @flash-bastardd 32k, 10 ch. || x-men origins but better! (bc it's gay) i have some feelings with this movie but this fic healed me and i love it!

call me when you’re ready to be real by @maroonmused 23k, 9 ch. || "and they were roommates" ofc like it's not absolutely obvious for EVERYONE except themself; a very good domestic bliss!

Don't Want To Be A Fool For You by @cuntylogan 45k, 2 ch. || bartender! logan who try to fight his addiction (and slowly fall in love) has a special place in my heart, you go boy

How To Pay For Rent 💸 by @fictionfeast 42k, 3 ch. || this fic feels like a fever dream, but a OH SO GOOD and well writing fever dream! (ngl as a french person Craig List scares me)

❗🐰 Christmas in Canada by @thatoneartyishperson 7k, 3 ch. || listen, Halloween is still my favorite holidays but Poolverine AU Hallmark Christmas Movies ? URGH i'm here for it!!

❗Synergy and Entropy by @artemis-pendragon 32k, 13 ch. || i was so sure that i'd put this fic here but no??? anyways, the hurt and angst in this fic are so astronomically good, so beware

❗🐰 make me into something sweet by @mothgardens 30k, 8 ch. || AU poolverine WITH MUSICAL CLASS? it's... it's beautiful! particularly love the dynamic between Logan and Wade in this one

Complete

🐰 the dollhouse by @kanashikute 4k, OS || love the fluffiness in this fic, love how Logan accept to love, be loved and doesn't left Wade behind UGH they're so cute in this one!!!

Girl Dads by @starburstsobsessions 40k, 16 ch. || AU poolverine's fic are fire and this one, THIS ONE, omg! this fic makes my dream (aka seeing dilf! logan) a reality

🐰 Glass Shards by greaserbabes 9k, 2 ch. || always love when Logan and Wade are SO STUPIDLY in love; ngl the scene with the glass shards make me cry every time

❗You Should Feel My Nature Too by sterlingstars 10k, OS || so uh, i love stripper! Wade okay? it's not really that with this one but it's as good AND wholesome (and spicy too) so yeah

🐰 The Folly Of Playing Gay Chicken Too Hard (Phrasing) by GayLord3000 3k, OS || the domestic fic where Wade is the stupid one, being so stupid in fact it's nearly cost him his relationship with Logan whoops

Love shot by lillygoeson 28k, 6ch. || another bartender! logan one, but AU no powers AND with a good "twist" in the middle; this fic is so bittersweet and good oml

look at you by @weedwilson 3k, OS || yes it's shameless smut and mirror sex, my beloved... and I LOVE when Logan worshipping Wade this much bc he deserves it

It's Just Chemistry by @farmhandler 37k, 5 ch. || in the same universe of Come Hell or High Water, there is so... so much angst but it's very good angst!!! still love this specific dynamic

🐰 We Should Just Kiss (Like Real People Do) by @nikaandtea 8k, OS || HOZIER REFERENCE! i'm still so happy when a fic talk about chronic pain combined with domestic bliss i'm totally sold

Night Terrors by educatedwish 50k, 13 ch. || love how Logan is written is this fic, how PTSD messed with his feelings in a serious way... my heart melt everytime i read it

second nature to me now by @edgebug 36k, OS || a investigation in a gay club??? with my two idiots in love?? and with old gay Logan? i giggled so hard reading this, i LOVE IT

🐰 It Feels Like Home by @twentyghosts 10k, 6 ch. || one of my favorite trope is the 5+1 and this one... my god, right in the feels! so much fluffiness, coziness, it warm my heart

❗a loaded gun, can't contain this anymore (i'm all yours, i've got no control) by @obihoebikenobi 6k, OS || i have nothing to say other than read the tag hehe! but yeah love the concept, the smut is spicy (always like some focus on the claws)

🐰 stuck by the glue (oh and you) by prngslvr 3k, OS || a good rewriting of (some scenes) from DP&W, and one of my first fluff and non-smut fic that i read after watching the movie!

Let Me Get Back to You by ratflavored 14k, 2 ch. || pls i want to read more fics with phone sex in it (i know it's specific) but in the meantime, this one is SO good (and full of feels too)

tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow by signifier 10k, OS || i have a thing for time loop and this kind of fuckery, it's short but good and i love the title it make me chuckles

🐰 Take Me Through the Darkness to the Break of the Day by The_Colour_Yellow 17k, 10 ch. || a very good fic around hanahaki disease with my two favorites idiots??? sign me in! even with so much hurt and angst UGH

Oh, God, I Think I'm Fallin' by @slut-arc 15k, 5 ch. || the return of domestic poolverine and YES I KNOW but it's my weakness... and Logan is so emotionally constipated it's concerning

❗🐰 Little Reflection by @wickedscribbles 11k, 5ch. || poolverine + cute cat + Logan suffering from anxiety and i'm sold! because ofc Logan is a true and pure cat (and dog) dad

the bucket list by @kanashikute 33k, 4 ch. || read this one, please, really, it's so bittersweet BUT i promise there's a good ending (and i cried so much while reading it)

🐰 he’s the headlights, I’m the deer by NatalieK 7k, OS || it's interesting to see Logan's losing his healing factor for once instead of Wade! and seeing Wade taking care of him, my heart

❗when you get a taste, can you tell me what's my flavor? by @slut-for-a-good-latte 5k, OS || one of my favorite thing with poolverine is psychic/quantum thingy bond because of the Time Ripper and this one DELIVERS!!

🐰 holding out for a hero by @splinnters 6k, 3 ch. || once again, i have a soft spot for Logan trusting Wade so much he called him when something is wrong and this, THIS is good

🐰 I've got some color back (he thinks so too) by @mid13s 3k, OS || just a short fic with non-sexual intimacy because these two need comfort, hugs and a lot of affection (and the Hozier reference is chef's kiss)

❗who are you, really? by @edgebug 45k, 4 ch. || the sequel of where soul meets body and it's also an absolutely masterpiece! and still trying to process my feelings for this fic

[lotus-tower]

Help a Palestinian family survive 🍉

I've made many posts on Lina's (@linooomo, previously linasaif) behalf by this point. The above video is of her son, Saif, being terrified of the sound of constant bombing. This was back when they still had a roof over their heads--now Lina, her husband, Saif, and Saif's even younger sister Sidra are living out of a tent, more vulnerable than ever.

Unfortunately, her campaign has grown completely stagnant. Last week, we didn't even meet half of the minimum goal.

However, I'm not giving up on trying to help her, and neither should you.

Lina needs to buy food and water, as well as milk and diapers for Sidra. She is only 10 months old! As seen in the linked posts, she's suffering from serious diaper rash that has only just begun to heal.

If you were a mother, how would you choose between feeding your family and getting milk and diapers for your baby who's in pain?

Lina has told me that PayPal is faster and imposes less of a fee than GFM, so a friend helped me set up a PayPal campaign. You can donate to this even without a PayPal account. The goal is roughly set to cover the family's needs for the next two weeks.

🍞 A 25kg bag of flour: 80 euros

🐣 Diapers: 60 euros

🍼 3 cartons of milk: 60 euros

🍅 Vegetables when available, and other supplies: 100 euros

💧 Water (for drinking, cleaning, and hygiene): 80 euros

💸 Withdrawal fee: 30%

0/1000$

VETTED: HERE

[panstarry]

In order to incentivize people to donate, I am giving away a set of three 11x17" risograph prints for free to one lucky winner! I can ship internationally to any country that the USPS allows.

💸 Donate $10 USD or more to enter! Each $10 donation to one of the fundraisers (linked below) counts as one entry. Donating multiples of 10 or to different gofundmes counts as extra entries.

💌 You must forward the email receipt of your donation to my email, mushroomsthatarechocolate@gmail.com, in order for your entry to be valid.

📆 Winners will be drawn on Wednesday, December 11th, 2024. I will reach out via email to confirm shipping information. Please be sure to donate and share.

List of fundraisers that have reached out to me:

(information current as of 11/15/2024)

@supportmyfamily1 (vetted) || £3,205 out of £30K goal

@ahmedomar3 (vetted) || €7,633 out of €50K goal

@aliandhadeel-family7 (vetted) || €1,798 out of €70K goal

@aya2mohammed (vetted) || €38,442 out of €50K goal

@hillesmahmoud (vetted) || €26,253 out of €37K goal

@albardawillhazem95 (vetted) || £12,840 out of £20K goal

@ma7moudgaza2 (vetted) || $19,829 USD out of $25K goal

@mohammedmadi20 (vetted) || €846 out of €30K goal

@/Farah94567558 (twitter) || £23,688 out of £50K goal

[umbremom]

she's got it in the bag 💸

CC LIST

Shader Preset Poses: 1, 2 Skin, map retexture, nails Makeup: eyebags and faceshine, eyeliner 1, eyeliner 2, eyelashes, blush, contour, lipstick, lip liner, eyebrows 1, eyebrows 2 Look 1: hair, top, skirt, bra, bag, stockings, shoes Look 2: hair, top, skirt, shoes, bag Model 1 accessories: earrings from base game, eyeglasses, navel piercing, necklace Look 3: hair, top, skirt, bag, shoes Look 4: hair, top and skirt, bra same as model 1, bag, shoes Model 2 accessories: earrings, lock necklace, cross necklace, chain necklace, rings, navel piercing same as model 1, link for the waist chain has been deleted but it's by lorandia

I based these sims and their outfits on these models (1, 2)

Thank you to all the CC creators ❣️@auroraeternal @criisolate @nectar-cellar @rollo-rolls @smallsimmer @sourlemonsimblr @lalasimmer @nightospheresims @sofayya @chamisss @nemiga-sims-archive @meochicc @anzuchansims @satellite-sims @grimothy-cc @tommyandsean

[hadersversion]

i can fix him (no really i can) - rafe cameron x pogue!reader mood board🤍🦢💸🌬️🐚🧸

link to the masterlist <3

[fresacake]

BLYTHE X BENDY ART CONTEST (W/ PRIZES!💸)

Hello everyone! For this Christmas (2024), I decided to host an art contest including my OC Blythe and my version of Bendy! ᡣ𐭩 •｡ꪆৎ ˚⋅

How to enter!(˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

Draw Blythe & Bendy interacting in some kind of way (No, this isn't a choose-one-or-the-other-to-draw contest)! They can either be drawn romantically or platonic! (Some idea prompts include cuddling, kissing, hugging, hand holding etc.)

Reblog and attach your art entry with this post!

Be sure to @ me with @fresacake AND @blythesbakeryau! (This way I'm sure to not miss your entry!!)

Rules! ദ്ദി(˵ ���̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

Keep art SFW. Absolutely no NSFW art.

No gacha edits please.

No copying/tracing/base usage.

There will be no deadline extension, so please don't ask for one! (EDITED ON DEC 21: THIS DEADLINE WILL BE CHANGED.)

Be kind to everyone! Lift each other up and have fun! (If I find anyone who hates someone else's art entry they will be blocked.)

Reference! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡

Prizes!( ˶°ㅁ°) !!

Personal favorite: 1 bust of any OC!

3rd place: 1 full body of any OC!

2nd place: 1 full body, and 1 bust of any OCs!

1st place: 2 full bodies, 1 bust, 1 headshot of any OCs, and one $20 Amazon gift card! (Yes, you read that right!)

(I will send a picture with the redeeming code on the card to the winner!)

The deadline for this competition is Dec 23rd!⋆⁺₊❅. (EDITED ON DEC 21ST: THE DEADLINE WILL BE ON JANUARY 3RD!)

At the end of the deadline, a new post will be made with a link attached to it. This link will allow everyone, including those who didn't participate in the competition, to be able to vote their top 3 favorite entries (please don't pick yourself. This ain't dress to impress, ifykyk LMAO). Once the voting is over, I will pick my own personal favorite and announce the winners on JANUARY 5th!

Please reblog/like/share to let others know! Don't gatekeep!(ᵕ—ᴗ—) +If you have any questions lmk! Good luck to all the artists, have fun, and happy holidays!

-Fresacake૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡

[2dmax]

2dmax 🌻🥀 custom art commissions

PWYW & chibi special for Fall-Winter 2024

full size art examples & sorta retro chibi examples humans, humanoids, furries, ferals, robots, anthros, etc. OK read about the conditions and how to order below 👇

thanks for reblogging!

Pay What You Want, Get What You Get Full Size Commissions 💸

Can be an icon, bust, half body, full body

Higher budget means more complexity, # of subjects, and control

Lower budgets offer more control to the artist, single subject

Working digitally/traditionally is up to the artist's discretion

Materials/stylistic choices are up to the artist's discretion

Revisions, major or minor, are up to the artist's discretion

Presence of background, scene, props, up to artist's discretion

Characters/outfits/props may be simplified or slightly altered

full size art examples -- other commission types

For reference sheets, group lineups, 18"x24" posters, paperclay dolls, or comic book pages, please see "other commission types".

$10 Sorta Retro Chibis 🎨

Single character, drawn on approx. 6" x 4 1/2" paper

Materials used are typically black and color ink

Artist controls pose, outfit, props, background, simplification

You will have a chance to approve the sketch

No revisions past that point

Tips are appreciated, but do not affect outcome

sorta retro chibi examples

How To Order & What To Expect 📬

Message me, or fill out my google form

Send me visual and/or text references

Tell me about the characters personality or special meaning to you

Include any preferences or notes on important elements

Provide payment info - for ppal please provide your email!

Provide the email address I can send the finished artwork to

I will communicate with you and confirm your request!

You will be given a link to my Trello queue

Payment is due once the sketch is confirmed

Each order takes approx. 2-7 days to complete

Delays will be mentioned on the Trello

Traditional art can be shipped at-cost

Terms and Conditions 📜

Your commission is for personal use; icons, roleplaying, in your blog theme, as a wallpaper, or to print out and tape to your fridge. Commercial use can be negotiated.

Your final art is sent over Google Drive. I will either transfer ownership or delete the file after 7 days. Please download locally.

You must credit me on the platform used if reposted. Always OK to post to ToyHouse; my username is 2dmax there. On instagram and all other platforms where I don’t have an account, please credit my instagram @/maximumgroove.

You may not use my art to promote anything hateful or illegal. You may not claim it as anyone else’s creation. You may not use it for commercial uses, or to edit, adapt, trace, or directly reference, without permission. I may use my art in my own promo material.

Unsolicited advice on my pricing or how I otherwise conduct my business is subject to a $1,000,000,000 fee via personal check, made payable to Joe Mama!

This post is LIVE from Sept 15th 2024 - January 1st 2025, with a possible slight extension.

-max k.

[cheyannehawco17]

🍉Please don't skip!!🍉

Hello,❤

My campaign is very slow since it has been more than 2 months since its creation 😢 Please help me by donating to me and sharing my link👃

I am Ethan's friend,🤝 Make sure I am telling the truth.

I am a young man,🙌 I am 23 years old, and I have nothing to help me in life,☠ such as rebuilding my house, getting married, and completing my education.😭 I only have fatigue, anxiety, and suffering.😢 Please help me share my story and donate to me,👃 even if it is a little. I feel very embarrassed to ask people for help,🤦‍♂️ but what should I do🤷‍♂️? I am forced to do this. Forgive me.😓

I am Mohammed, 23 years old,👨‍💼 I used to live in Khan Yunis,💚 I was a university student studying Information Technology👨‍💻 at the Islamic University of Gaza,🏫 but my university was completely destroyed,💣 This was my passion in life, but it evaporated in this difficult war,😭 Even my home where I spent my childhood and all my happy memories turned to ashes,😵 I became homeless, so how can I continue my life😢? Please support me so that my passion👃 returns, and so that I can achieve my dream of studying again,👃 I would like to inform you that we are living a crisis of lack of detergents or winter clothes, knowing that winter is coming🌧 with its severe cold that eats the body severely,🙏🏻 I cannot complete this message due to the abundance of tears and pain,😢 Your simple help💸 will make a big difference in my life😙.

My survival fund has been vetted by Global Mutual a!d @beesandwatermelons🍉.

https://www.gofundme.com/f/g9kap-help-mohammed-rebuild-his-home-in-gaza

The campaign has been vetted by the association. They are (#132 in Bees and Watermelons' approved fundraiser list, shared by 90-ghost, #255 in approved fundraiser list vetted by el-shab-hussein and nabulsi), see post here for proof.

Please help me👃

I desperately need money💸 as winter is coming🌧 and there are not enough clothes and blankets😓

because our clothes and blankets are still under the rubble❔.

https://www.instagram.com/mohammed.m.siam?igsh=ZGUzMzM3NWJiOQ==

Please donate to Mahmoud so that way he and his family can evacuate to safety.

[ozzgin]

Hello and welcome! If you're new here or unsure what this is all about, this pinned post is for you. Please read before descending.

TL;DR: I post yandere/horror/monster self-insert stories and (mostly) funny doodles. Yes, I'm over 18. Any pronouns.

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[balsamibrahim]

Let's Make the End of This Year the Beginning of New Hope ✨🌟

As the year comes to a close, we reflect on all we've been through and look forward to a future filled with hope and change. 🌱 For me, this year has been full of challenges, but I truly believe that your support can make a world of difference. 💖

Vetted by @bilal-salah0

Vetted by Gaza Family Funds line #62

I live in Gaza, where the harsh conditions make daily life incredibly difficult. 🌧️ I’m working on a donation campaign to support my family of 11 members and provide the essential needs that we are desperately missing. 🏠

Let’s end this year with a spirit of giving and solidarity. Your donation, no matter how small, can be a huge gift to me and my family as we start the new year. 🌟✨

How You Can Help:

1. Donate via the link below. 💸

2. Share this post with your friends and family. 📲

Every donation is a step towards hope. 🙏 Thank you for your support and generosity. Together, we can end this year in the best way possible. ❤️🌍

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[syneilesis]

[fic] if only for a moment

if only for a moment

Love and Deepspace | Rafayel (Qi Yu) x Main-Character!Reader | T | 3.6k words | ao3 link (with correct formatting)

Rafayel waits. And waits. And waits.

A/N: Another LaD fic!! This time it's Rafayel. Several elements of this fic are inspired by and loosely based on his story anecdotes and bond story, plus that Deep Sea card line backdrop. So more spoilers in this one, I'm afraid. I think you need to be aware of them in order to follow the flow of the fic. But if not, here's what you need to know: basically Rafayel accepts a visiting professorship at the University of Linkon to reunite with the MC/you. And the prose poetry interspersed are loosely situated in the Deep Sea card lineup setting (you can search in YouTube for the scenes. This one is a brief glimpse of the scene). That princess/knight(??) dynamic is yum yum.

If possible, please read the version on AO3. I formatted the prose poems there as if they're really prose poetry, so I'd appreciate it if you check that out. (Though there isn't too much difference between the formatting here and there, I did make the effort of coding a little 🥺)

Anyhoo, hope you enjoy, and I am sO STOKED FOR THE OFFICIAL RELEASE. rip my wallet 💸😭

JUST LOOK AT THIS MAN AND BELIEVE

There’s a type of berry in a distant land that produces a rare shade of ink that matches the color of your eyes. It takes a hundred of them to create the right hue and volume for the art that he wants to make. It comes to him in a dream: endless desert, then fireworks of verdant sparks that coalesce into stem, leaf, and, finally, fruit. Rafayel remembers that land, so much different from the iridescent blue of ocean underwater, and the acrid gold of the barren desert. His mouth filled with the succulent sweetness of the dream, the lingering sandpaper roughness of the berries on his fingers. He already knows the name of the artwork even before he’s begun—Waiting, Missing. The ache in his bones gaining form, an intangible thing taking flesh.

+

Under the ocean surface, time is muted, a deafening thickness that surrounds you with its ambiguity. On land, however, it is linear, and fast, and in a matter of blinks, Rafayel’s visiting professorship nearly wraps up.

He’s only glimpsed you once or twice. Thrice at most. The university is big, but not big enough to warrant a dearth of fateful encounters. The first time he saw you it was at a coffee shop: walking along with your friends outside, your voice mellifluous and festive wafting through the trellis of the café entrance. You were talking about him—well, about Lemuria to be specific, but these days any talk of Lemuria inevitably draws in his name.

He’s committed your schedule to memory, and yet it just seems impossible to capture a moment with you. Even just a brush of shoulders, or of sleeves—an asymptote of contact. Just navigating around your orbit, but never truly meeting.

What would it be like—finally talking to you? You in front of him, face to face? Rafayel imagines the ache of waiting fading into the background until it’s completely gone. He yearns for that feeling, the release of it. A conclusion—or maybe even a beginning.

+

i. take my hand, he told you under the glow of the lustrous moon, the only source of light that contoured the secretive valleys of his face. i want to show your highness something. there was a country, he said, beyond the undulating monochrome of the desert, blanketed by lush trees and shrubberies and flowers that buildings were made in betwixt and around them—a nation of trailing and winding architecture, a marriage of the natural and the manmade. you wanted to ask why he’d planned on taking you there, and the only answer you got was a curt turn of his head and the profile of a masked man layered by shadows and distance. it would have been nice, you thought, if the moon poured light upon his hooded gaze.

+

Eventually he begins to frequent the café. Twice a week at first—he doesn’t want to come off strong right away, of course—and then making his way up until he’s hanging out there more than his own studio. He schedules his visits around your classes, always during the ones when the probability of you dropping by the café is high and he can ‘coincidentally’ be around the same area. It’s gotten to a point that Thomas calls him out on it, and nags at him to focus more on his painting. The next exhibit is immediately after his visiting professorship after all.

“From where I’m standing,” Thomas says, “you’re not painting at all.”

Rafayel ignores him.

Five minutes later, he says, “Not painting is part of the painting process.”

Thomas rolls his eyes, but he leaves him to it.

At the café, Rafayel attracts curious looks. A few attempt to approach him, but he pretends not to see them. They linger around the periphery, like moths to flame.

And then something happens: the entrance door chimes, and you swan into the coffee shop, earphones and denim overall skirt, the kind of rosy-cheeked image Rafayel finds on teen magazines, wide-eyed and earnest. You fall in line and order when it’s your turn, and your eyes sweep across the packed café searching for a vacant seat until they finally land on him.

Rafayel’s heart stumbles.

Up close, the baby fat on your cheeks still gives you the appearance of being younger than you actually look. You turn a polite smile his way, and his heart stutters again—but this time it is taken as a warning.

“Hi,” you say, tentative. Any hint of recognition absent. “Do you mind if I sit here?”

+

ii. you're counting the steps of your inevitable parting. you're at the edge of the desert, far away from your home and its familiar scents, oriented towards a direction that promised a future sad memory, the gentle warmth of his hand, the downward denial of his gaze. this longing that grew out of your bones, aching during cold, aching during heat, aching when he looked at you with such tenderness he had to hide it through the sharp tug of your joined hands, the long strides that opened up a lonely distance. intimacy was dangerous, knowing was dangerous, the bowels of his heart like a solitary flower on a high peak. what would you do to such loneliness?

+

Memory isn't always an infallible thing. The human brain cannot hang on to every moment of your life, though Rafayel wishes it were so. But still—to think that you would forget him, and it hasn’t even been a century. You were like a phantom thief stealing his heart in the night—no recourse, no resolution.

To wait is to be in agony, the burn of yearning locked within the heart. Rafayel has been waiting for a long time, and the only memory scorched in his heart is fire, the blaze and its blinding, all-consuming want.

What would you do to such want?

+

You have a blurry childhood, Rafayel discovers. After the first Wanderer descended on Earth, the incident strummed your memories like a stringed instrument that tired of the same chord, over and over. It had bothered you at first—not being in control of your own memories—but eventually you had learned to live with it.

“Grandma and Caleb—my childhood friend—helped me through the process,” you tell him, stirring your iced mocha with its straw. “I owe them a lot.”

Eyes cast down, but still the melancholy shadows remain in your expression. Rafayel folds his arms on the table, and leans closer.

Around them only a few people occupy the coffee shop at this time. How fortunate for Rafayel to catch you during your break while every other student is trapped in class lectures.

“There’s no use in dwelling upon what's already happened. Even sharks have to give up when their prey escapes. When you remember, it will be all the more joyous, no?”

The smile you give him is crooked, disbelieving.

“If I remember.”

“You’ll remember.” Because there’s no other choice, for you and for him. Rafayel cannot bear being shelved in the history of your smile and happiness. Waiting can only be endurable if there’s an endpoint.

+

In his studio, Rafayel begins his next painting.

+

iii. the berries tasted sweet, with an edge of sourness that clung to the bottom of the tongue. it had the exact shade of your eyes, a detail that rafayel brought up the moment he plucked it from the shrub. raising it to align with your eyes, comparing them with his artist's meticulous gaze. maybe when this is all over, i'll go back here again to extract ink from these berries, and paint a portrait of your highness using these to color your eyes. he never showed you any of his paintings, merely mentioned them in passing, and you constructed a dream of him from the throwaway words that left his covered lips. i'm not used to sitting for so long, you reminded him, and he glanced at you, then at the berry between his fingers. my memory is enough, then handed you the fruit.

+

In the few weeks of meeting with you Rafayel forgets that his visiting professorship is ending soon and he has to give out his last lecture. Thomas had asked him what his topic would be. At that point Rafayel had no answer. But now he has.

“I’ve been hearing you talk about Lemuria every now and then with your friends.” He props his cheek on his hand, tilting his head slightly and giving you a charming smile. “Interested?”

You blink. “How did you know?”

“Oh, I’ve seen you a couple of times here, and I happened to hear your friends chat about my lecture. Your points were almost accurate, I’m in awe.”

“The visiting professor—that’s you?!”

Rafayel pauses, the slosh of his drink nearly spilling on his frozen hand.

“You didn’t know?”

Sheepish, you say, “Honestly, I didn’t make the connection. Is that why plenty of people have been glaring at me as of late?”

He releases a frustrated sigh, eyes rolling heavenward.

“In any case, my final lecture is on Friday next week. It’s titled “Memory and Meaning in Lemurian Art”. Why don’t you drop by and listen, and you can tell me what you think afterwards.”

You retrieve your bullet journal to check your schedule. It’s colorful, filled with stickers and doodles that Rafayel finds endearing. Then the excited moue on your face drops into a frown, and Rafayel can foresee the next words that will come out of your downturned lips.

“I’m sorry,” you say guiltily, “but I have a major test that day, and I need to get a high score in order to pass the course.”

Rafayel exhales, long and weary, but ultimately shrugs off the apology. “What a shame, but I forgive you. Just don’t fail your exam or else my magnanimity would be all for nothing.”

+

He calls Thomas that night.

“I’ll disappear for a while once the professorship is over.”

“Hey, wait, what do you me—”

“You’ll be happy to know that this is for my next painting.”

A beat. “Okay … but for how long?”

“That’s the question, isn’t it?”

Then he hangs up.

+

He’s trying, he really does. The lecture ends to a resounding applause, and it’s mechanical how he answers the questions posed by the audience. But he’s trying, he’s trying. There’s no specter of you in the sea of faces in the auditorium. You’re at the other end of the university compound, sweating your way through your exam. He genuinely hopes you’d pass, for your sake.

Thomas had booked his flight to another country, where he’ll traverse to a land that he’d visited many times in his dreams and had woken up with a filmy, sweet-sour tang at the roof of his mouth. He’ll leave the morning after the closing dinner party the faculty has prepared for him. There isn’t time to pack much, and no time to tell you goodbye.

Rafayel guesses that it’s only fair: how would you feel waiting for him at that café, the chair across you empty, only the sunlight pooling from the window as your companion?

+

iv. parting, somebody once said, is such a sweet sorrow. much like those berries in that ever-green nation, a lingering sourness remained underneath, the sting of it reminding you every now and then. he was already mourned for even before he left. tell me what it's like—the ocean. he was elusive, untouchable in his grief. you'd heard through whispers, the story of his migration, the drowning before the drying, the unwanted journey. grief brought him to you and grief would steal him away from you, you knew, down to the cells of your body and the hopelessness in your blood. —and yet. and yet you wanted to have a taste of it, anyway.

+

The ever-green land is no longer green, or lush, or alive. Time corroded it into memory, sepia-faded, wizened. Past. The berries he’s searching for don’t grow here anymore. Everything here is empty, barren, helplessly so.

Rafayel hasn’t accounted for such development, but he should have known. Disappointment stings at his chest, and bitterly he turns away and stays at the next town over. At a family-run restaurant situated near the outskirts, he looks over the wide windows, across the highway road, beyond the jagged horizon. The painting won’t be finished, then. Another tragedy, pressed flat next to the forgetting, to the waiting, and his home.

The chef personally serves him his order and, after a shuffle of hesitation, brings up a question.

“Young man, you came from the direction of the old country, yeah?”

Rafayel meets his inquisitive gaze. “Yes, why?”

“It’s been a while since we had someone visiting that place. There’s nothing in there anymore, it’s been that way for years. Why did you go there?”

Rafayel is reluctant to say, but at the guileless set of the older man’s face, he concedes.

“I was looking for berries. The ones native there. They produce a shade that I need for my painting.”

At the mention of the fruit, the chef’s expression lights up. “Oh! I see, I see. You’re in luck, son. We grow them here at the farm. Plenty of those for everyone. How about I give you some? It’s rare meeting someone who still remembers the old country, it’s almost fate. How many did you say you need?”

Fate. Just like the time of your first meeting, as if the universe had gifted you to him. Just like the time of your parting, of your forgetting, of his waiting. Fate as a connection from you to him, red and burning brightly.

He doesn’t want to seem eager, but he knows he’s failed from the way the chef toothily grins at him.

“A hundred or so.”

The chef falters at that, jerking slightly back. But he accepts it with a nod, an avuncular smile making its way across his kind, powdery features.

“That sure is a huge number, but I think we can work something out.”

+

His painting takes a month to complete, inclusive of the time spent making the ink from the acquired berries. Sometimes, Thomas watches him paint, quiet in the background. His stays usually don’t last—a quick flash that Rafayel nearly misses, or deliberately ignores. But during the final stages of the painting process, Thomas hands him the exhibit details.

“I’m just thankful you’re on time for this one.” He sighs, relieved, then leaves.

Alone, Rafayel creates. Brushstroke after careful brushstroke, each varying by pressure and angle. He lets each layer of paint dry before moving onto the next. The berry ink—the color of your eyes—the solely different element of this painting. Center, central. The focal point. The beating heart. The years and years of waiting and longing. The form and the flesh. Alive.

This, too, is an endpoint.

+

v. can i see your face, just this once? your hands grazed his mask like a ghost wanting to touch. rafayel stayed still beneath your desirous fingers, observing, waiting, his own fingers twitching towards his dagger. even in the parting he could not let go of this distance. hopeless, hopeless. your highness would get nothing out of seeing my face. he's wrong, his eyes never left your face, and he's wrong. he didn't stop you from your grasping of his mask, and him—finally—bare and beautiful yet a little sad. you're wrong, you said, tracing his slightly parted lips with a trembling finger, you're wrong. it is everything to me.

+

The gallery is packed. No surprise there. It’s almost boring, in a way. Waiting, Missing hangs at the farthest hall in the floor, special and intimate as it should be. Thomas knows him well; otherwise, Rafayel would have whined at him to hell and back just so he could be granted this demand that is in reality a mandate.

He’s hiding from the throngs of journalists and art critics alike and sequesters himself in a corner that has a clear view of the painting. Loosening his collar and tie, Rafayel breathes and closes his eyes, leans tiredly against the wall. A few more minutes, and he’ll slink out of the building, reputation be damned.

He melts into the shadows whenever somebody passes by. He has neither time nor energy interacting with people today. Watching them through half-mast eyes, Rafayel stays in his secret place and studies with weightless detachment the people looking at the painting.

He’s made a bet with himself about the opinions of his followers and admirers. Who thinks what and why. It makes for great entertainment. The last time, a fresh-faced critic praised Rafayel’s technique as “innovative and a soul-rending reflection of the prodigy’s character.” He had laughed and laughed for hours until he couldn’t breathe any longer.

Another walks by, and before Rafayel retreats further into the corner, he glimpses a familiar gait and a familiar face.

His heartbeat races. He’s never told you that he’s holding an exhibit today. After the professorship Rafayel failed to maintain communication with you, convincing himself that it’s for the best that he protect you from afar that day onwards. It didn’t help that he had to leave as well. At the same time, you never made an effort of reaching out, and Rafayel thought that it was back to square one again, that waiting, that yearning.

But here you are right now, elegantly dressed, like someone gliding out of a dream. Rafayel swallows, his hands shake. You do not have someone else with you, and your eyes are brightly focused on Waiting, Missing, and for a fleeting moment your expression flickers into longing, strange and old and battered and sad, that it compels Rafayel to take a step forward—to you.

“Hey.”

The curious look vanishes; left no traces in your delighted face, as if it wasn’t there in the first place. “Rafayel!” you exclaim. “Long time no see! Congratulations on the exhibit; these are all beautiful.”

Outwardly he smirks, belying the torrential emotions he’s currently going through. He cants his head a little, works his charm on you. “Impressed? No need to hold back your compliments.”

Laughter, prismatic and crystalline. “Yes, yes. Especially this one—Waiting, Missing. What an interesting title. At the center, what paint did you use?”

Ah. Rafayel inhales before answering. “It’s actually ink. I had to make it from a hundred berries. It was a tedious process, but I wouldn’t use anything else. It has to be this, you see.”

“Whoa, no wonder you’d been radio silent all this time. You were creating this masterpiece.”

He hums, afraid that, if he speaks, he’d reveal too much.

“Well …” You throw a playful glance at him. “Shouldn’t we celebrate your success?”

His breath catches. “I—”

Before he manages to finish the sentence, a journalist calls out to him and that summons plenty more, swarming him with no chance of escape. It pushes you out of his peripheral vision, and Rafayel wants to shout your name, but you smile and gesture at him to entertain them first. You mouth, I’ll be back, and wander around other paintings some more.

When he finally succeeds in shaking the journalists off, he seeks you out and stumbles upon you near the exit, where there’s fewer people to pile on him.

“Excellent,” he says, sidling up beside you. You turn to him and smile, and there’s that lightning-flash of something again. For one unbelievably surreal instant, Rafayel thinks that despite your hazy memories, maybe you’d been waiting for him all this time, too.

And that thought emboldens him, moving closer and closer until your bodies almost touch. An asymptote of contact. But this time, he has mustered the courage to close that unbridgeable gap.

Rafayel offers you his hand. “Let’s get out of here?”

You stare at his hand then at his face, his eyes, and a meaningful moment stretches between you and him. But even before the idea of retracting enters his mind, you grab his hand joyfully, grinning ear to ear. His heart warms, full with everything.

You squeeze his hand, ready to go. “Lead the way, then!”

+

vi. a kiss is a greeting and a goodbye, and rafayel tasted of ferocious tides even if you'd seen them only in dreams. his eyes closed, as though savoring his last moments with you, guarded till the bitter end. would that i could ask you to stay—with me. but he shook his head—a final rejection. maybe in another life. there was nobody to watch you cry, in the after.

+

Rafayel is working on a new painting—a portrait this time. The model squirms on his couch, obvious about the discomfort of posing for too long. He huffs a laugh to himself, hidden by the canvas strategically placed between them.

“I heard that,” you grumble.

“Shush, you’re breaking my concentration.”

“If that already breaks your focus then I pity the rest of the art community.” A beat, then: “Is it done?”

“Patience, my dear muse. You need endure it a little more.”

“Hmph, fine. But after this you’re treating me to an all-you-can-eat buffet.”

“All right, all right.” He shakes his head, fond. “My muse, so demanding.”

Something sweet touches the edge of his tongue, succulent with a hint of tartness. Like longing. Except now, it’s layered with something new and exciting. Something like a new beginning.

In the far distance, the sea murmurs, lit fire by the setting sun.

[elizakai]

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💥 1st House: Shaking Up Identity

When Uranus lands in your 1st house, the other person sees you as different, intriguing, and rebellious. You feel a magnetic pull toward them, as they spark your sense of individuality and self-expression. ⚡️ Dynamic: Electric attraction but potential identity clashes.

🔥 2nd House: Financial Surprises

Uranus in the 2nd house can bring sudden changes in your values and finances. The relationship could involve unusual ways of earning or spending money, or a shift in your material priorities. ⚡️ Dynamic: Unpredictable financial energy; they challenge how you value things.

🧠 3rd House: Revolutionary Communication

Expect mind-blowing conversations and out-of-the-box ideas when Uranus hits the 3rd house. This partner stimulates your mind and pushes you to think beyond the ordinary, but communication could feel erratic. ⚡️ Dynamic: Exciting exchanges, though scattered or inconsistent.

🏡 4th House: Disrupting the Home

When Uranus lands in your 4th house, this person might shake up your sense of security, home, or family life. They challenge traditional family structures and could lead you toward unconventional living situations. ⚡️ Dynamic: They could uproot your home life, for better or worse.

🎨 5th House: Creative and Romantic Sparks

Uranus in the 5th house ignites spontaneous creativity, passion, and romance. This relationship is full of surprises, often playful and exciting, but sometimes inconsistent or non-committal. ⚡️ Dynamic: Flashes of inspiration, but love may come and go in waves.

🛠️ 6th House: Unconventional Routines

In the 6th house, Uranus encourages freedom in daily habits, work, and health. The relationship might disrupt your usual routines, pushing you to embrace a more flexible, less predictable lifestyle. ⚡️ Dynamic: Expect sudden changes in daily life, work, or health habits.

💍 7th House: Unusual Partnerships

Uranus in the 7th house suggests that your connection might defy traditional partnership models. There’s a need for space and independence, and the relationship might come and go, or involve non-conventional dynamics. ⚡️ Dynamic: Sudden attractions but could lack stability or commitment.

💸 8th House: Transformational Chemistry

With Uranus in the 8th house, expect deep, sudden transformations, especially around intimacy, trust, and shared resources. This partner could introduce you to alternative healing practices or unconventional views on sex and intimacy. ⚡️ Dynamic: Intense yet unpredictable intimacy, shaking up your view of deep connection.

🌏 9th House: Expanding Horizons

Uranus in the 9th house brings intellectual excitement and pushes you toward new philosophical or spiritual ideas. This person might inspire travel, exploration, or breaking away from traditional beliefs. ⚡️ Dynamic: They broaden your worldview, but may challenge your core beliefs.

💼 10th House: Career Disruption

In the 10th house, Uranus shakes up your public image and career path. This person could lead you to take risks in your professional life or completely change how you approach your goals and aspirations. ⚡️ Dynamic: They influence your career, pushing you to break free from convention.

🌱 11th House: Unusual Friendships

Uranus in the 11th house indicates a highly stimulating friendship or social connection. This person challenges your group dynamics, encouraging you to think outside the box in your social life or community involvement. ⚡️ Dynamic: Unconventional social influence, promoting freedom in friendships.

🧘‍♀️ 12th House: Subconscious Awakening

Uranus in the 12th house can trigger subconscious shifts and spiritual awakenings. This relationship may feel karmic or like a whirlwind of emotional and psychological changes that break you free from old patterns. ⚡️ Dynamic: Sudden breakthroughs in your spiritual or emotional life, though potentially confusing.