#perhaps some of the photos could have come out abit better

[uooj601]

Abit of a "Sketch Dump" of sorts

Not DF related but reckoned ide put up some misk drawings if anyones interested

The Axe Man, Flint Vagabond, Villain, Hero and Teacher for hire, the only constant his obsession for personal strength and a hatred of weakness, most of all ones own

Mr Thorn Justice swift and steady hand, Was once blasted by a cascade of wild magic, fortunately the only obvious effect was being cursed with long locks of a rich Pink, He Detests Pink

Ms Shawn Buck, An odd druid, known to fill a shot gun with seeds and plant them at terminal velocity...

An outlaw, some say he was the greatest Gunslinger of a century until he met a fey whom had sworn to "steal his thunder" Now thay say he stalks the land, intent to master another weapon, so that he may challenge that fey and Reclaim his thunder

All we know is hes called The Hat

And lastly one of Pizza before i solidified his design and added the cyborg hand

[meimostar]

Hiya there! Hopefully tumblr doesn't eat this ask😭

So technically; Lovesick

Y/N Cookie reunites with their long-distanced childhood friend, hangs out with them more, and then it makes the other cookies they've known jealous of the amount of attention received

cookies of your choice btw :3

Your request has been passed through the fog.

Cookie writing to day is 'Knight Cookie'

Far ago, you met a cookie at your age in your humble village before anything could happen. He was courageous and kind to other even if it's slightly selfless in its own right, he have good intentions as a child would have but you couldn't help the thought theres more with how close you two gotten in a short amount of time with the cookie. Whenever you're down, he would be the first to contact you and cheer you from the feeling of sadness, when theres something off. He would be the one who notice it immediately. It felt like two children being so close and the concept of 'love' was something foreign to you and them.

It was a sweet little childhood and a distant memory you would recall everytime a bad day would occur, wishing that cookie came back and continue living beside you. Its wishfull thinking, but you couldn't help but get reminded of the cookie everytime. He was there when you're down at you're lowest, when the dragon took both of your homes in the sea of fire and seizes to exiet from earth realm. You lost some friends, some family but he also lost them. You've found comfort in the cookie and sympahtize, you wished you could turn back time for a moment and met them again.

" i'm.. going to be a knight, to Holyberry castle." Those words of departure, it was a shocking revalation. " I'll defeat the red dragon, i promise." You don't care about the creature that destroyed you're home, you just hoped he is in good health. " please.. don't cry, i'll come back. I promise." A promise yet he didn't came, you wait everyday at the village gates if he came back. Always everytime with a gift that you could hope he would come.

Waiting...

Waiting...

Waiting...

Its been how many years? He departed when you two were pre-teens. Young enough to be a disciple of the knights, you pray every night that wherever he goes that he is safe from any upcoming danger.. he should've been married now, with a wife or husband and a dog. You've talked to him if he plans to get married some day if their gotten older, he always response the same.

'I want to marry you.'

A cute one, the way he immediately says it with no hesitance and the way he brightened up at your chuckle. You wonder if he even remember it, you look at the photo beside your bed ontop of a drawer.

It's a photo of you and knight. Smiling, it was an old photo albeit abit burnt but it still usable. You wonder if he remembers you. You look at the poster you have on your hand, a poster of a parade for princess cookie happening on Holyberry kingdom. A march across the kingdom to show victory of a recent knight recruits.

You've been catching up with some news of the Holyberry kingdom for some time, it was pricey since the village you're living in isn't too well off but it does the job. Your planning to come to the parade, perhaps knight is in there too?.

You sighed with an unknown expression on your face, putting the poster aside as you fall asleep on your bed. Tomorrow would be a busy day for you.

.

.

.

Today, you woke up earlier than you usually do. Brushing your teeth, took a quick shower and looking your best. You glance at the poster ontop of your drawer as you remind yourself that it's for him. You want to see him after all these years of seperation, perhaps you still have a chance?.. its only a wishful possibility as you look at yourself in the mirror before taking off to the Holyberry kingdom.

As expected of the rich fruity kingdom filled with merchants and nobles trading their supply for something even more better. Ladies and gentleman chatting and bickering before the bell chimes on signalling that the parade about to start. You overheard some of the ladies talking about the knight and a princess being best friends or even more than friends. It tugs at your heart as you try to digest the implications of the words that they said.

You walk aimlessly at the crowd before another chime rolls around, signalling the parade is beginning. The large castle doors swung open slowly as carriages and knights lined, walking as well as marching bands with trumpets, drums and plenty of entertainment lined. You can hear the music, confetti falling and the excitement of people shouting with joy.

One perticular carriage caught your eye, it embedded a sigil, specifically. The Royal Sigil, you kept your eye on it as you squish yourself through the crowd to the front as you saw him. Knight with the princess as tears swell up in your eyes, smiling as you finally saw how grown he has been. He seemed more mature now, not cute like the past childhood you have.

You waved at him, hoping he would see as you two caught eye contact. The world felt slow down as the only thing you could focus on is knight.

"... [Name]?"

-----------------------------

Thank you for reading, there will be a part 2 for knights P.O.V and the ending.

[aminocamino]

Day 26 - 6 May - rest day 2 in LEON

Woke up later than planned. Hobbled to the shower and get some washing in. Not missing washing by hand at all!

I rang and texted the physio. Managed an appointment tomorrow at 7.30am. They open early and close at 1.30pm. However he did later text and give me an 8.30 appointment - relief!

I had tomatoes on toast drizzled with olive oil at the local cafe. And they make excellent coffee.

This is the view from the front door of my apartment. I should mention that when I went in and checked in, the landlord was brilliant. Almost made me cry with his kindness. He offered to do my shopping for me or anything I wanted. I will definitely be back to this city to explore it and stay here.

Today was a day of chemists. I had been told of one that rented out crutches so I hobbled over to it. No rental but you can buy them - 30€ for a pair which I thought was a bargain. Haven’t worked out what I will do with them once I am back on the trail but if I can’t carry on they will definitely come in useful at the airport.

This is the exterior of the chemist I was in yesterday. Amazing building. In fact Leon seems to be full of pharmacists in historical buildings. Where I got my crutches - the counter was ornately carved wood - obviously very old. I did for a second think of asking if I could photo it but didn’t in the end and now wish I had. Perhaps a tour of Leons historical pharmacists could be a ‘thing’?

On the way back from the chemist - met Carrie looking extremely touristy in jeans…. Not like a regular Peregrino at all - way too cool! We had a quick catch up in the sun. Carrie is going to soldier on - very exciting for her and I promised to send details of any bookings I had made ahead. It helps that we have both booked the accommodation ahead as it will be one less headache for Carrie. It’s enough on this to look after oneself. Bless - she did offer to get stuff for me but now with crutches - everything is so near. Can’t believe how lucky I’ve been with this apartment. It’s near everything - the supermarket/the chemist/cafes and most importantly the hospital!

Popped out around 4pm as I felt peckish and knew there was a patisserie nearby. The cake looked better than it tasted. Not a patch on the ones Carrie and I had in Burgos. The service was also abit nonchalant… Bumped into two original Camino friends Malcolm and Helen - Leon seems to be the place where everyone converges. Unfortunately I have seen loads limping and either with sticks or crutches. 😩

Not much else happened as I need to rest my foot and rest it I did. Very good for me.

Evening I did force myself out to a restaurant right opposite the Cathedral. It was extremely cool and played some great music.

View of the Cathedral from the restaurant and a tour of the inside - loved the decor.

Tomorrow I go and see the physio and Carrie heads out on her own.

[40sandfabulousaf]

Let's have abit of fun. Lately, all my posts have been so sombre, but after a nice chat with a friend yesterday, I'm in a better place and feeling rather playful. So the CDC finally suggested that people wear cloth masks in public to protect themselves from COVID-19. Well, when SARS - perhaps the first time the coronavirus gained worldwide attention - broke out, some of the cutest mask designs could be spotted on Hong Kong nationals and Taiwanese.

Arguably the most fashion-conscious countries in Asia besides Japan and Korea, trendsetters certainly livened up those dreary earlier days - and perked up our moods to see them - by wearing the brightest, most colourful facial protective gear! If you're making your own, here is just 1 design that may get your creative juices flowing. Might as well have some fun whilst you're at it and if you're making it for someone, it might bring a bigger smile 😃

(Source: https://eatingwithchopstix.wordpress.com)

I'm a Sanrio fan 😝 And c'mon, Hello Kitty is an icon. For influencers who must capture a grocery shopping moment for the 'gram and make it fashion, this mask design - and others that ingenious DIYers can come up with - might just be what they need to keep themselves safe AND look cute at the same time.

Wearing a mask may not be the most comfortable, but it's good to wear one, especially for Americans because the number of confirmed COVID-19 cases surges everyday and it's quite frightening to see it. Moreover, if we do some numbers-crunching, we can see why it's better to not end up requiring hospital care and overwhelm the already-frazzled medical professionals.

If we add together the number of deaths + the number of critically ill, it still surpasses the recovered cases at the mo. So:

7,403 (death cases) + 5,787 (critically ill cases) = 13,190

Total recovered: 12,283

So please mask up, guys.

It's Saturday here in Southeast Asia. After a stretch of rainy days, the weather is beautiful - very sunny coupled with strong breezes. I've been spending my time at the balcony, enjoying some fresh air and soaking up the sun for 10 to 15 minutes at a go. Besides ensuring that my meals are as nutrient-dense as possible based on what I can buy as well as keeping up with exercise, I'm getting moderate doses of Vitamin D whenever possible.

I've also enjoyed nice long baths, giving myself long, slow scrubs after perspiring a ton. There isn't a need to rush, unlike on weekdays, and it feels assuring to cleanse away those toxins purged through sweat onto the surface of my skin. With the number of confirmed COVID-19 cases rising globally, I feel better when I know I've done whatever is possible to stay healthy and strong.

There're 2 more photos of this polka dot and red shorts combo which I'll use in a separate post. Lately I've been preoccupied with other stuff, such as browsing online recipes, dancing, listening to more music and channel-surfing on Youtube so I'm a tad distracted from taking exercise pics 😋

Till the next post, have fun looking for cute cloth mask designs!

[macabrecabra]

Hey Maca, if you aren't busy, could you do so angsty fluff with young cyborg Genji and Blackwatch Gabe? Maybe Genji thinks of himself as an abomination and Gabe tries to show him that he's not? -whispers- and then cuddlefest

I can give you that good angsty fluff yesh. (Note: stillnot taking Overwatch writing prompts, trying to clear em out so I canfocus on finishing longer fics, one-shot collections in other fandom,and aquawatch asks c:)Title: Abominations Wear the Faces ofMenRating: PG-13Relationship: Genji/Reaper (Blackwatch era)

They had told him the procedure to save his life would leave himwith scars and it did. They had told him he would not be the same manafterwards and he was not. They did not tell him though that afterthe procedure he would be nothing but an abomination of flesh andmachine, a Frankenstein monster of science.

A part of him still wondered if it would have been better to diestill a man than to awaken as something far less than human. Yetdespite all that, some remnants of humanity seemed to cling to him.Especially it seemed the most inconvenient parts of being human suchas the need for sleep. Even as Genji trained, he could feelthe tell-tale burning sensation at the corners of his eyes that moreor less told him his body wanted nothing more than to sleep ratherthan be put through another hour or so of training. Genji's mindthough refused to sleep, caught up in its own self-contempt andspiraling depression. Perhaps a part of him was hoping to train untilhe died of exhaustion although he knew he would pass out long beforethat could occur. His damnable new body was far more in tune with hisneeds and was prone to just shutting him down to “save him” whenhe tried to push a limit too far. “Any reason you are up atthis ungodly hour training?”Genji paused in mid-step,inclining his head slightly to glance up to the observation platform.During the day, commanders or the like would be up there, monitoringand dictating the training. Now, only the familiar figure of theBlackwatch commander stood, wearing a pair of sleep sweats and atight fitting tank-top. The cyborg glanced away fromGabriel's inquiring gaze, fixing his own on the floor as he sheathedhis blade, “I was not aware how late it had gotten.”“Mustbe something really tearing at your mind to be up until two in themorning.”Genji let out a soft laugh, lifting his gaze tomeet the commander's, “And what about you? What brings you to behere so late?”“Late night snack run. Sometimes you wakeup in the middle of the night and are craving some food. Tonight, itwas just craving some left-over pizza. On the way back though Inoticed the training room lights were still on and figured someoneforgot to shut it all down before they left,” Gabriel responded,giving a shrug. “Color me surprised to find it still inuse.”“I'll shut it all down when I'm finished. Ipromise.” Genji said, crossing his arms. “Just want to finish afew last things.”Really he was probably going to try andget away with another hour or two of the rigorous routine he wasputting himself through before daring to crawl to his room. When hewas training he could distract his thoughts. Lying in bed, trying tosleep, his thoughts were a cankerous cacophony of noise and anxiouswails reminding him of how wrong his existence was. Gabrielwas frowning, silently eyeing the other Blackwatch agent as he leanedagainst the railing, propping his head up in one hand, “So whatthought is it you are trying to get away from? Trust me Genji. I knowwhat it looks like when someone is trying to distractthemselves.”“Oh you do?” Genji returned cocking hishead to the side, “And you are so certain that applies tome?”“Genji? Of everyone in Overwatch, I would pin you forhaving a lot of unpleasant thoughts in your head geared towardsyourself, especially given what you've gone through.” Gabrieloffered a slight smile, “So how about you stop dodging the topicand come up here and we can have a chat on the way to bed. Besides,you want Winston asking you questions tomorrow about why you werelogging so many training hours and then have Mercy get called in?”

That had the cyborg grimacing. He knew Winston and Mercy meantwell but he did not want to sit in a therapy session again and havehis mind picked apart. It was enough that everyone seemed to bestudying him like a lab rat to see how someone would cope withbecoming a cyborg. He didn't need to give them more reason to pullhim aside. It took no time at all to scale the wall andnimbly leap onto the observation platform beside Gabriel as hestraightened up. The commander gave a jerk of his head and they soonfell into step out of the training room, pausing only a minute toshut the system down. Genji noticed with a bit of amusement thatGabriel used his commander override to change the logs a bit.“Itake it you really don't want to be dragged off to talk about yourfeelings with the quacks so I set your log off time to a few hoursearlier. Two o'clock leave time would have em clamoring to find you,”Gabriel said as he turned from the console. “Always lookingout for your agents hm?” Genji asked, his tone teasing. “No,just looking out for you,” Gabriel responded. He clapped ahand on Genji's shoulder as the younger man cocked his head to theside, regarding him with a passing hint of curiosity. Gabriel Reyeswasn't a typical commander, that much was sure. It was to a pointeven Genji had a hard time reading him which was a rarity. The cyborghad always been the sort to be able to peg a man down in the past.“So, you going to say what's on your mind?”“Hmm?”Genji glanced over at the commander who was in the midst of rollinghis eyes.“What's keeping you uptonight?”“Just...thoughts. The intrusive sort. That muchI will allow you to know,” Genji answered with a shrug.“Notgiving me much to work with are you?” Gabriel chuckled, folding hisarms over his chest as he walked beside the cyborg, “I bet I couldhazard a guess and say it has something to do with yourcybernetics.”Genji did not answer, his gazes narrowing ashe stared ahead. He only jumped a bit when he felt Gabriel put an armabout him, chuckling some.“Your cybernetics don't make youless a man you know. Whatever you look like doesn't matter shit inthis day and age.”“And how would you know what makes aman and what makes an abomination commander?” Genji asked quietly.“Because the real abominations out there wear the faces ofmen and try to convince us that they aren't the real monsters,”Gabriel answered, offering another rare smile. “You aren't anabomination unless you let the whole world convince you of thatfact.”Genji let out a quite laugh, closing his eyesbriefly, “I wish it was that easy. If I could simply tell myself Iwas not and believe it, then perhaps sleep would be something I couldindulge in again.”Gabriel gave a small hum of agreementbefore glancing at the cyborg, “Maybe you shouldn't sleep alonethen. If these thoughts are coming because you aren't distractedenough, maybe some company will help.”Genji opened hiseyes, shooting Gabriel and amused look, “Are you volunteering thencommander?”“If you think I'm a distraction enough toshare a bed with, then sure. I'll volunteer as your comfort cuddlebear,” Gabriel said, smirking.The laugh that bubbled out ofGenji this time was mor sincere as he gave a shake of his head, “Ohreally then? Well I suppose for a night I can see if your companyworks in calming my thoughts.”

“Couldn't hurt to try right?” Gabriel chuckled himself,pulling Genji closer as they walked towards his room. Genjidid not resist the action and perhaps he did press up against thecommander's side just a bit more. It had been a very long time sincehe allowed himself to get this close to someone. It was a strangecomfort just to feel the warmth of another against him after so long.Perhaps he had become a little touch starved since he had awoken fromhis operation. The commander's room was impeccably neat anddid not have much to indicate it was lived in much other than a fewpersonal photos and a picture of a cat that read “hang in there”tacked to the wall. Genji recalled that had been a gag gift of sortsgiven to the commander by McCree at some point. He remembered thecowboy vaguely mentioning it during the few times they spoke. Gabrielslid into the bed first and held up the covers to allow Genji toscramble under as well. It took abit of moving about but soonGenji found himselfresting comfortably against the commander, onehand rising up to remove the rest of his face mask to set itaside.“I apologize for the cold metal. I know it isn't themost comfortable thing to rest again,” Genji murmured.“You'refine. Still more comfortable than half the beds I've been in,”Gabriel said as he wrapped an arm about Genji.The cyborgmerely smiled a bit as he closed his eyes, cuddling in close. Thethoughts were there but they were nothing but faint whispers at theback o his mind as he lay there against Gabriel,focusing inon thecommander's breathing. It was a relaxing, soft sound that was enoughof a distraction to slowly start easing Genji's troubled mind off tosleep. For a while, in the arms of the other man, he couldallow himself an escape from his own dark thoughts and find somepeace at last.

[angelcurator-blog]

The party is over

I had hoped to write a lot more before a turn in circumstances. There are a list of things I had in mind. And I will write them shortly. However I did not know that I had so little time, that just a drop of black realization to alter the mood or context of writing. Anyways, you asked me about using social media last night. Facebook in particular. I got curious and checked in just moments ago. (I mean I have a lot more lately, trying to check in on you.) Today was different, I don’t know why but I clicked on the picture of you cover wallpaper, cause I knew Koshka (right?) means a lot to you. When I saw the one reaction to it. A heart, just one. On one of the things that means the world to you and helps is a constant and anchor in your life. Clicking the photo, well. I found you too. 

I mean all the signs were there. And it’s no secret when you have all the pieces, it’s just knowing what it is, and when you know what to look for. There’s just that hit. That hit of sudden realization. You’ve worded it to me in pieces throughout our texts. The strongest hint.. or tell around the time of 'finality'. When we were supposed to talk because it was too important to continue further.. when I in turn wanted to ask. <<This is difficult to write. If customers would stop interrupting!... But no, we need them. So many sprawling emotions, and so much to write in such a little period, before these thoughts and passions ebb into the coming darkness that is pushing in.>> To ask, you can't do that via texting. And it'd be much better in person, but we aren't. Were you afraid? Is that why we haven't spoken on the phone ever since. A delay after a delay... till those were conveniently buried or forgotten. Disregarding that event, it seemed we talked comfortably and I thought we were bonding deeper. 

More so the past few weeks I've begun to be more.. 'selfish' allowing myself to be more open and to fall into your arms. To wrap your presence around me. A trusting and more open state of mind. It was just yesterday where I admitted that I felt like I could be more open to you. A long spiel of my sheltered self allowing you in to wrap your arms around the vulnerable edge. Perhaps that's why you've been so silent? There's so many things it's asinine trying to go unwrap and look into detail or hidden meanings of each action. But my mind does this, going into overdrive in the every direction of the darkest places. (I've lost my train of thought.) I really did think we were making progress though. Fudging goodness, did I not say this would be okay in an earlier post??! It's just being hit blindsided... I did confront you once, hearing and seeing glimpses and signs in posts and mentions. Yes I am astute in some ways.. In others I can be completely blind. I don't ever want to assume when good happens. But am quick to jump when it's unfavorable. I never recognized you in love.. or wanting/waiting for me. Just the little parts of you moving on. A bit of why I've been checking Facebook more often is to check your relationship status which has been blank. I've been on this path before. We've been through this before. Good grapes, it was a concentration camp last time this happened. I closed myself away from looking towards your Facebook, though still kept in relative contact with you.. Until you just stopped responding. Gaps all in between. Am I a masochist? This is deja vu, seeing you smile in the arms of another. A cuck? NO! It tears me apart! In the ill-est feelings of distraught, anguish, melancholy, and hopelessness. Sorrow to the n-th degree, for this glutton of shattered feelings. I've picked myself up-- not just once before with you. But several. Oof, I thought the last time would be... just that 'the last time'. I had closed myself off to you... for the longest time. I thought till at least when you were done with your last adventure. That I'd open up again. But I closed myself off so well, I didn't realize you had broken up/ran away the last time. You spilled your feelings, and made known the things you believed and thought. I had not much time to scramble up, but here i was once more. Opening up again. I had to do so quickly.. No time for games, or getting to know  each other and build something again. We already had something. And I'm getting older anyhow and I didn't want to lose you once more. 'Finality' I had to make my intentions, history, and emotions apparent, real, and true. . . I have failed. 

More so because there was an unanswered gap. You said there was someone interested, but you weren't looking to actually be in a relationship just yet. Bits and pieces, pictures and history. You've been with him quite some time... even if not in title. That moving in and 'friend' helping, just always seems to turn out a bit more. God, how uncultured am I. Pierce my heart a million times, with the crustiest and fiercest knives in your arsenal. *Sigh* I knew the burden is too much. I knew this was coming. I mentioned it in other posts...... But it's the finding out myself. Rather than hearing it from you directly. This isn't compassion or mercy, this is the brutal evisceration of all that is emotion. (I keep getting interrupted, and keep losing the flow...)

It's raining today weather that I enjoy, though it's appropriate for this setting. And for comedies sake, the clouds are burning up.

What shall I say next thing I text you? It's already a wall from last nights catching up... And then this 'morning' wasn't answered at all. The most heinous of thoughts haunt my mind. What was all the niceness, pleasantries, and bonding moments supposed to amount to? "It's strange to me to hear you feel these things... I never thought I'd see the day." Those feelings have been relevant for a long time. Even teenage me knew we needed time and experience to grow and enjoy. Is this another one of those times...? The 'finality' haunts me, though you've assured me before that it was bad wording. You hid things before and I've had to make my way through it. But this feels worse.. probably though because it's fresh. I'm sure I felt atrocious back then when I tried opening up into your world back then too. I thought this was the time. . . I suppose I will just have to wait a bit longer... or maybe my time is just up. 

>>> Do I mention that I've found out? Though it's not concrete, but... I don't know, that I know more now? 

>>> Or just go on as if nothing has happened, and continue to just maintain what we have. --- Though I will back down. (As the courteous thing to do... Or maybe I should be a bad guy and push my feelings on top? No.. that won't do. Just have to... wade it out.) 

>>> Or just ask directly, give you an ultimatum? Or ask where we're at, or 'what is this between us' 'what are we?'

>>> Indirectly, I could ask if you ever see us getting married. If no, just... move on. <(This really spoils the event/surprise if we do get together. Especially if I send you this.. before we are together.)> (If we get together...Have to insert that doubt right? It'd be conceited of me to say 'ehh, heh I knew we'd always end up together.' This is your choice too, and I don't know what you want anymore.)

+ I had two things I wanted to share with you yesterday, before I found out the news. One would have been sending you picture of a literal monkey suit, saying 'hey you wanna see me in my monkey suit'. And the next would have been a picture of me in an actual suit.. Which I thought kinda looked nice, and I haven't shown you yet. The other would have been a post to a parody movie thing. Where it's kind of like a love story, where two people meet. But the guy says he doesn't have any social media. And the girl is shocked. Then it's a parody of a horror kind of thing. And ask what you thought about it. Or if it's true. Cause I'm not really on social media either.... Ah well. Apologies this post is abit long. Feelings and thoughts on paper seems to trail on. I know it can be tiring to read. But hey this is the best way to learn more about me and my thought pattern. My pov... You seriously are beyond me aren't you... And I should give up...? I won't. Not yet. Not till you absolutely say so... Even then. I may be the one objecting as you stand at the alter. . . . . . . If I find out about it in time. Flip me.