#so cutesie art to keep me sane it is

[seeminglydark]

Reuploaded cuz spelling and shit whoops

I really need to stop uploading at 1 am but here we are, Caro loves that pumpkin spice, in case there was doubt.

John and Caro are from my comics mil-liminal and Seemingly Dark, someday I’ll draw other characters, today is not that day.

[sketchiefoxie]

do uu have any head cannons for the deja vu boys 👀👀👀👀 so I can draw e draw

ABSOLUTELY!!! I'll list what I'm able to without spoiling anything major ^^

TW for disturbing subjects, mentions of suicide, and body horror

Raph is a hoarder. He collects ANYTHING that reminds him of happy times.

Donnie has an obsession with cutesy cartoons, like Bluey, and Bee and Puppycat, and cartoon's in general. Despite looking like an anime nerd, Donnie is much more of a cartoon guy. A few of his favorites are, Owl House, Steven Universe, Amphibia, Adventure Time, Fionna & Cake, and Gravity Falls. He's also a big fan of indie animations.

Mikey actually feels scared when alone, as he doesn't like how quiet it gets. So he sings a lot. Not really any particular songs, mostly just randomized tunes. He likes to sing about what he's doing in the current moment.

The number of eyes on Mikey's body, corelates to how sane he is. More eyes, less sanity. Less eyes, more sanity.

Tw for body horror. Mikey has a really bad skin picking habit, and as the eyes developed across his body, he would pick at them, pluck them out, and pop them like grapes, as his body doesn't feel pain like it used to. When his sanity is completely devolved, he's got a bad habit of eating the eyes.

The boys health is dependent on their surroundings, who they interact with, and if things are working or not. They are codependent with items. Their sanity is linked to various important things.

Raph has more than one set of teeth. (Have fun with this one!!)

Leo has a lot more control than he lets on.

Mikey does the cooking for the family, though he isn't always nice about it, and will force feed anyone who refuses his meals.

All the boys bodies change depending on how sane they are, or how far gone they've become.

Raph will eat his brothers if he can catch them. Mikey tries to keep that from happening by keeping him fed. It doesn't always work.

Leo is either hyperactive, or completely dissociated. TW He's also has no interest in surviving, and almost always commits su*cide by the end.

Mikey cannot physically extinguish the light coming from his markings. He's a walking glowstick.

There is actually a reason for Donnie's rainbow vomit. Aside from being colorful, it is once again story important. (And I also just like drawing it lol sue me XD)

The lair is always dark :)

The changes in the boys appearances are not for stylistic reasons, and actually have story significance.

That's all the headcanons I got for you right now, have fun with these as you will!! Looking forwards to any art you draw!!

Deja Vu Masterpost

[musette22]

Why am I spending this winter aaaahhing over the most cutesy and canon-improbable Stucky fanart?

Stories (my sane mind says) make sense, you are building a narrative in your head and following some good 'sequel' ideas. But cartoonish art that doesn't even look like the pretty actors? Why is that keeping me warm? I keep seeing stuff on here and booping tiny!frowny! Bucky's nose. This wouldn't happen in summer. I'll end up buying a plush toy, I can see it now.

This made me laugh, thank you 😂💗 So cute!! But yes, I absolutely feel you, lovely! There's something about the less realistic, more silly/funny/cute/cartoonish fanart that is just so heartwarming! I think maybe it's because the canon story is so full of heartbreak and pain and huge, overwhelming emotions, and winter already feels heavier than other seasons for most people, so perhaps that's why we're extra amenable to the more lighthearted, sillier kinds of fanart in these months? The ones where Steve and Bucky just get to be happy and bake cookies and make snow angels and take naps and be a little grumpy in a way that's easily fixed with a big hug or a kiss on the nose? That's my theory anyway! And hey, buy that plush toy if you want one! Life's too short to deny ourselves such simple, silly pleasures 🥰

[imagine-turtles]

1) your art style is just way too cute my dude

2) I'm back from a (well deserved) 3 weeks vacation and my brain made up some request so heRE I AM HAHA

Ok request time: bayverse boys with a crush that went to vacation in a different country for quite a long time and just keeps vlogging to them, sending them pictures of what they think they'd like in a "it made me think of you!!" kinda way, and who's always in a "I wish you were here" mindset, and if any of their new friend asks them anything about who they're talking to they're just like "it's for my favorite person :D"

Tysm!!  And welcome back!!

Leonardo can’t help but feel overwhelmingly smug, because isn’t it just so weird that he’s the only one that got a video?  Maybe everyone else’s video got lost in cyberspace or something.  

(Donatello tells him exactly once that no, that’s not how it works, before tuning him out entirely.)

The first time his crush says Leonardo’s their favorite person, he temporarily becomes the most insufferable person on the planet.  Their favorite person.  Out of all the humans and turtles and other some-such variations running around, he’s their favorite.  The only way his brothers can kick him down a peg is by calling them a married couple and flustering him into silence.  It doesn’t help his ego, of course, but it does give the lair a little peace.

Hopefully, his crush can stand a bit of reading, because Leonardo has something to say about everything they show him.  He eventually just switches over to email, because mile-long text walls are difficult to both read and type on his T-cell.  It practically becomes a point of pride to notice (and comment on) every single detail.

~~~

Raphael doesn’t tell anyone when his crush starts sending him little blips from their vacation, but it’s fairly obvious when his particularly foul mood pulls a 180 despite his insistence that nothing happened.  Then, upon realizing that he’s the only one getting cutesy little videos, absolutely nothing dampens his mood for a solid 48 hours.  It makes him feel so... special.

There’s nothing Raphael wants more than to be there with them, never wanted to be human more badly than when his crush laments his absence.  The awfully romantic notion of two people separated by circumstance doesn’t escape him, and boy, does it ache--like the indicative soreness of a workout gone a teensy bit too far.

Raphael only watches the videos at the end of the day, curled up in bed with his headphones on and his phone balanced on the pillow next to him.  He’d never admit it, but at times he closes his eyes and imagines his crush lying there with him, telling him about all the parts of their day he doesn’t get to see for himself.

~~~

Nobody at the lair knows when Donatello’s crush starts sending him vlogs.  The videos were sent to him, his crush spends the whole time talking to him, so why should anybody else need to see them?  It’s our thing, he thinks to himself, with no small amount of satisfaction, just for the two of us.

Every so often, Donatello gets to video chat.  International rates be damned.  Sure, he can’t show his own face, but he can talk all he wants when he kicks everyone out of the garage to fix one of the vehicles.  He ends up fast-tracking the Shellraiser’s upgrade schedule based solely on the amount of time he spends holed up in the truck.  Privacy is a necessity if he wants to have a real conversation, particularly when he just can’t seem to wipe the dopey smile off his face at his crush’s insistence that they absolutely must keep their favorite person up-to-date.

Donatello’s feelings turn bittersweet when his crush finally returns; he’s happy to see them, of course, but he can’t shake the feeling that something lovely is ending.  Now that their thing is obsolete, he’s determined to find a new thing to replace it.

~~~

Michelangelo is the most vocal about the vlogs his crush sends, to the point where he cajoles Donatello into hooking up his phone to the TV so that everybody gets to watch their daily check-in.  It was fine at first, until it became increasingly obvious that his crush is basically just talking to him.  He knew they’d be sending him videos--he begged them to, before they left--he just didn’t realize it was going to be so personal.  Not in a weird way, just in the little ways that having a conversation with an audience can feel odd.

Michelangelo is the only one of his brothers to vlog back, careful to keep any and all mutants out of frame.  Just in case.  But he finds interesting things to show his crush, upping his game bit by bit until they find themselves baffled by how the hell he managed to get that angle, that location, those colors!

And when Michelangelo finds out he’s the favorite?  He’s his crush’s favorite?  Oh, what a first; he’s never been someone’s illustrious favorite before, and he can’t not rub it in everyone else’s face.  Just a little.  It’s the only thing keeping him sane until his favorite person gets back into cuddle range, because that’s obviously the next step before they become NYC’s newest power couple.

[myentertainmentthoughts]

Evangelion: I’m so conflicted...

Cool mech show!

Much ass-kicking!

Very sick!

And then...WTF?????

I’ve been keeping Neon Genesis Evangelion on my ever-growing, never-ending anime backlog for YEARS. I’m aware of the legacy and impact it has had on anime fans and culture, and how highly regarded it is. I’ve been told that it has deeper meaning and deeper themes than the typical anime - which sounds right up my alley. A chance to explore unique and strong thematic content using anime (arguably the one media form that is most plagued by stereotypes and tropes). What isn’t there to love about that? So with all of that in mind, I was quite excited to catch up and finally get on board. Yet, I was SO not prepared.

I don’t think any one CAN be, when going through it. Because Evangelion’s world building is rife with insane layers. Layers that are not apparent at all with just watching the content. I feel that creating something that is so hard to understand is inevitably divisive in its very nature.

What is the complication here? What is this anime about? Well... to loosely recap: Evangelion circles around a pseudo post-apocalyptic world in which these monstrous creatures named Angels come down to earth to cause mass chaos and destruction ALA Godzilla.

And this agency, Nerv has created these giant mecha robots named Evas to combat them. They get teenagers to pilot them and kick the shit out of the Angels. 

There’s a shadowy higher agency behind Nerv named Seele that are super mysterious. And shadowy. And mysterious. And shadowy.

It’s (generally) standard fare for a giant robot anime in premise. The format is even episodic in the same way that other robot genre animes are. In every episode, a different Angel comes down. The Evas have to find a new creative way to deal with the challenge of each specific one. Cutesy moments happen between the main characters that build their relationships with one another. Vague political maneuvering seems to be happening in the background with Nerv and Seele at all times. It all reads...until BAM!

MASS CONFUSION.

It’s largely within the last 2 episodes that this all hits, but Evangelion transforms and flips from a standard robot anime show into...”art”? But in a  Duchamp’s “Fountain”-it’s-not-a-toilet-it’s-really-art-because-real-art-is-just-perception-and-I-tricked-you-all-into-loving-a-signed-toilet  way. So in my not so humble opinion - not the GOOD kind of art.

When I finished watching the series, I thought I understood it. (Despite the cluster fuck of its 2 part finale) But after reviewing the content with online sources, and with friends who are fans of the series - even some of the most MAJOR plot points and storytelling had gone right over my head. Fans have explained to me that they watched the series young and at the time, many of Evangelion’s themes were lost on them. But what the hell was my excuse? I’m a damn adult. I just watched 26 full episodes of content. This shit got me SO damn lost - am I just...dumb?

Well. Turns out that I’m not dumb. Or at least not always dumb. Evangelion has actually gained quite a bit of noteriety for this effect that it has on people. I can now say that I’m caught up since I’ve seen the original series, End of Evangelion, and Rebuild 1.0, 2.0, and 3.0. I fully get its larger overarching concepts and mythos. What is Adam? What is Lillith? What is the Human Instrumentality Project? All of what will sound like gibberish to the non-fan, I now understand. I get the religious references and the general messages that the property revolves around. And surprisingly - I like it all. I like the concepts a lot. It’s really HOW Evangelion gets there that is kind of......bullshit. There’s so much homework to do in order to get there. I had to have my friends sit me down and explain me through it. I watched YouTube videos that recap the series and its timelines. I’ve had to delve into all the character wiki bios. At what point is your story effective as a story anymore when you have to do so much extracurricular work in order for it to communicate?

And I’m not going to lie. Evangelion is kind of a chore - not a joy. Granted, much of the original anime series is entertaining, kick-ass, and thought provoking throughout. But even having to suffer the 46 minute finale and the 1 hour, 30 min run time of the follow up movie End of Evangelion (which is honestly - the worst thing ever) felt like an inescapable time loop that refused to die. 

I love this property! I’m pretty sure I also really hate it. And sometimes, I look back and still feel confused, even though I did everything in my power to grasp it all. All of these things are true. I’m just so conflicted...

But I think it’s exactly this polarizing effect that makes Evangelion one of the most interesting properties that I’ve come across. And I fully understand why it’s the quintessential anime for anime lovers. It pushes the storytelling in a way that I feel only anime fans would ever put up with. I would not encourage it as an anime entry point for any sane person. But I do feel that there is some merit in the emotional reaction it prompts from its viewers. Whether that’s “I love Evangelion so much!” or “I hate this stupid pretentious bullshit show so much!” - at least it can say it is wholly unique, and it provokes a strong reaction. Either way.

So........... What’s the take away? Do I recommend it? I guess. I strongly recommend it. To some people? To not watch it? Or to watch it? What’s the question again? What is life? What is existence? What is the human condition? What matters anymore? What is this review? (There’s Evangelion in a nutshell - LOL) PS) The Evangelion Rebuild Series is a totally different story in that it’s incredible throughout. Now please stick the landing...because if you don’t, I’m not sure that I have the willpower to do weird, incoherent endings. FOR THE THIRD GOD DAMN TIME.

[stargazerspringles]

HAPPY NEW YEAR! I’m so so sorry that I’m not motivated at all, I’m really trying here. But to a new year!

I’m so happy this year is closing and coming to an end, from the constant drama around my school to the misbehaved students that roam the halls it, drives me up a wall. There is always something negative around my school and I’m not gonna lie that made me depressed half way through the year.  On a more happier note I’ve gotten into new fandoms like loomian legacy, super paper Mario, and of course Minecraft. And I have to say it helped keep me sane this year, gaming and drawing is a way of helping. I’m happy for how far my art has turned in a year, and tomorrow hopefully I can compile some old files to see how far the past few years have taken me with As The Clock Chimes. AtCC is always and forever be a part of me, when I draw ClockTimer I physically smile, no other emotion then pure happiness. It may just be a drawing but a drawing helps people, so for all of you other afraid to do it or who think they aren’t good enough, pick up that pen or pencil. 

Next I’d like to thank all the great artists I’ve seen in the Minecraft community, it is so amazing seeing art everyday with a totally different style. Keep going everyone, if you’re a writer, turn the page into a canvas,for all you artists draw like the most descriptive essay you’ve ever written. 

*And finally I’d like to thank my best friend Emily who’s stuck by my side when I was a kid and hit my head on a slide because my mental thought is that “I’m too small I’m invincible”. For sticking through all my dumb series I never began, “The cutesy series” “Fallen dusk” “Vision’s Tale” ““an untitled series I kept for two months” and then finally “As The Clock Chimes”. My dude if you are reading this you mean so damn much to me, so very much. 

I wish everyone a happy new year! And for positive things to come your way!

[lovemesomesurveys]

What EXACTLY are you doing? Sitting on my bed, listening to an ASMR video, typing, breathing, blinking, and answering this question. What’s the last funny thing you saw on TV? I was watching Ferris Bueller’s Day Off earlier.

Have you ever felt too low, you thought you wouldn’t recover? Yes. I’ve felt that way on various occasions in my life. I feel that way now. It’s been an ongoing feeling for the past few years. The last song you listened to was by? I forget what the last song I listened to was at the moment. You’re more: sane or insane? I feel like I’m going insane sometimes.

Would the world be different without music? Yes. Have you ever been to therapy/counseling? No, but I need to. I keep saying I will, but here we are. Explain an out-of-body experience you’ve had: I haven’t experienced that. How old were you when you lost your virginity? I haven’t. Have you ever eaten something while high, that is disgusting to you when you’re sober? No, not while high. While drunk, though. I ate calamari and seemed to enjoy it while drunk, but I’d never touch it sober. Ever watched the sun rise? Yeah. Some lyrics off the top of your head: *shrug* Out of all the people you know, who has the most overprotective father? My dad is pretty overprotective. What is something you and your significant other talk about regarding the future? I’m single. Do you have any chronic illnesses or a mental diagnosis? Yes and yes. Name any/all drugs you have ever used? Weed and a few different pain medications. Do you blow dry your hair or let it dry naturally? I let it dry. If you’ve had stitches, where on your body were they? Various places. Which of your five senses do you think is the best? Hearing. Is there a song that describes how you felt yesterday? What? Not that I can think of. The last funny thing a friend said? My brother told me something funny earlier about something at work. What was the last thing you did that made you feel accomplished? I haven’t felt that way in years. What is the worst drug anyone has ever offered you? I’ve only been offered weed. A childhood memory off the top of your head: Playing with Barbies for hours on end. How many art classes have you had? I didn’t take any art classes. Well, I took an art history course in college, but no like actual art classes where I was creating art. Do you hate the way you feel, or feel the way you hate? I very much hate the way I feel. What do you think of girls who say they don’t fart or poop? They think they’re being cutesy or something. Your zodiac sign and birthstone? Leo/ruby. What’s the worst thing about you when you’re angry? My body shakes, my heart rate speeds up, my jaw clenches, I cry, and I shutdown. Ever smoked salvia? No. Who do you tell EVERYTHING to? Tumblr. Have you ever been to a rehab facility of any sort? No. What are homophones? Words with different spellings but have the same pronunciations. I blew up the blue balloon. <– <<< That. Have you ever found something out you wish you hadn’t? Oh yeah. What is your best experience in life so far? I don’t know. What is “true love” anyway? It’s different for different people. <<< Your favorite shoes are? Adidas. Is there anything you plan on buying soon? Probably food or coffee as usual. The last family member you kissed/hugged was? My mom. Ever had surgery? What? Yeah, a few. Is makeup sex really all that great? I wouldn’t know. Do you sleep with anything other than pillows, blankets, etc? I have a few stuffed animals on my bed.

[mrandmrsvex]

Rating: General Audiences Relationships: Percival "Percy" Fredrickstein Von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III/Vex'ahlia Additional Tags: Valentine's fluff, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Secret Admirer gone wrong gone right Summary:

Vex doesn't care about Valentine's Day. She doesn't mind being alone, not at all. But a message from a secret admirer is far too interesting not to follow.

Percy doesn't care about Valentine's Day. He forgets about it, mostly. But a message from a secret admirer piques his interest.

Vex didn't care for Valentine's Day. It was overblown. Commercial. Fake. Why demand to excessively celebrate love on a particular day? What nonsense. She didn't care for it, not one bit.

This, of course, had nothing to do with the fact that she was single on this year's Valentine's. It was a matter of principle.

After all, there wasn't anyone she was interested in anyway. No one she could think of to even ask for a date, not even a non-committal one. And even if she did, he wouldn't be interested. He didn't care for Valentine's Day either. So she didn't care. She'd enjoy the day alone, and it would be perfectly fine. She didn't care for Valentine's day at all.

Vax could only sigh as he listened to her replay this particular rant for the umpteenth time in the last two days. Valentine's was tomorrow, and Vex was committed to pretending like it was no big deal.

„That's good to know.“ Vax said in the most monotone voice he could muster. „Then I won't have to feel bad being out all day with Kiki.“

„Not at all. Go have fun. I'll enjoy myself.“

Vex had two tubs of chocolate ice cream, a good movie, and a cuddly dog. She didn't need anything more. Valentine's Day was no big deal.

Percy genuinely didn't care for Valentine's Day. In fact, he'd mostly forgotten about it in the past few years, even as shops and television commercials covered everything with pink hearts. It wasn't really something that registered as important on his radar.

He remembered the few awkward attempts at secret admirer gifts in his early teens, sure. He also remembered everyone's confusion when he'd decided to not pursue any kind of date later on, even when they were offered by strangely interested girls (he never understood what they could see in him, what he would have to offer, except maybe the promise of paying for the fanciest restaurants with his parents' money), while his siblings were out and about celebrating each year.

Percy just didn't care for any of it. It worried Keyleth, to some extent.

„I'm not saying you have to have a date tomorrow. You're free to do whatever you want! I just wanna make sure you really don't mind being alone. I know you're alone a lot, but, you know. I can still tell Vax to postpone our date if you want!“

„Keyleth.“ He sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. „Even if I did care, I wouldn't dare make an enemy out of Vax by keeping you to myself on Valentine's. For heaven's sake, go out and eat all the cake he can afford to buy you tomorrow. I'll be fine.“

„Okay. But you know you can call or text if you change your mind. Any time!“

Vex woke up the next day with an empty, aching feeling to her stomach. No, goddamnit. She wouldn't mind. She didn't care. She repeated her mantra while she got dressed, and on the way out to the mailbox. Why she'd check today, of all days, she didn't really know. All she could expect were some love letters to Vax, sent by secret admirers (Keyleth went the more personal route, she knew, handing over any letters personally), or maybe some unwanted bills as usual.

She didn't expect the small red box full of chocolates, a tiny white envelope with her name on it on top.

Time seemed to halt for a second as she stared at the letter inside.

                Meet me outside the art history museum at noon

Vex's heart was racing even while she sat on the side of the large stone stairs leading up to the museum. This was ridiculous. Stupid. What was she doing? Waiting for someone she didn't even know. On Valentine's Day. In one of her nicest dresses. Make-up on, even.

She was an idiot. But somehow, she had been unable to resist. It was hard to admit, but something inside her had become excited, almost overexcited, as she was getting ready.

And here she was now, waiting to see her secret messenger.

The large clocktower of the museum rang. 12pm.

Ten past noon.

Quarter past.

Half past twelve.

No one was coming. People were strolling past her. Couples, holding hands.

Her rage was rising. Why was she still waiting? Half an hour. Even if the mysterious messenger showed up now, they shouldn't expect to see her anywhere. They should be ashamed.

Almost as ashamed as she felt right now.

Her eyes scanned the street once again and stopped at a familiar mess of white hair, peeking out from beside a column of the building's side. A glint of golden glasses.

It couldn't possibly be Percy. He'd never be late to anything, especially not to a date he set up himself, she thought to herself before hearing an equally familiar voice.

„Vex! Hi.“

It was Percy. In front of her now. It couldn't be – he wouldn't send – would he?

„Are you waiting for someone?“

It wasn't Percy. She wasn' sure whether she felt relieved about that or not.

„Yeah, just... waiting for a friend. But I think they forgot. No one could be that late. What are you doing here?“

„Oh, nothing, really.“ Percy's mind was racing. He had to come up with a convicing lie, quick. It was usually easy, but this was Vex. And he could barely lie to her when he was prepared for it.

„I wanted to find someplace to hide from all this cutesy loveydovey mess everywhere, and I figured the museum would still be safe.“

Good. A believable lie. It looked like she believed it, at least.

There really was no need to tell her the truth. He embarassed himself in front of her often enough. She didn't need to know about the ridiculous situation he'd put himself in now.

What had he been thinking, following the offer of that stupid letter he'd found in his workshop this morning? Of course there'd be no one wearing a red skirt anywhere. It was a prank, from Vax maybe, or Scanlan and Grog, hiding somewhere right now laughing their asses off at his idiocy. That he'd seriously believed it could be someone, maybe someone he knew, someone he wanted to spend the day with-

Vex's dress was cream-coloured, and it wasn't even a skirt. He'd noticed when he approached her, but still. He'd hoped. For a second.

„Would you mind some company on your quest for a sane refuge? Or is this a solitary mission?“ Vex winked at him, and Percy blushed.

„No, of course, by all means.“ He offered her a hand as she stood up.

He paid her entrance fee, of course. It was only the polite thing to do.

Vex had rarely ever had more fun at a museum. Percy knew surprisingly much about art – then again, he seemed to know a little bit about almost anything. She smiled softly as he began his impromptu guide tour in the way that Vax had titled „Professor de Rolo style“ long ago.

In the medieval section, though, she couldn't keep down a short giggle while nudging him in the side, pointing at several paintings.

„They all look like they're incredibly suspicious about each other. Just look at Mary giving the stink-eye to an angel.“

Percy tried to keep his serious face for barely a few seconds before snickering himself and pulling her over to the Renaissance room.

„That's nothing. I'm far more impressed by all the buff Jesus babies. Look at the six pack on this one.“

The security people in each room became more and more tired of their giggling as they snarked their way through almost the whole exhibition.

The Impressionist's wing was a different story. Vex fell silent almost as soon as they entered, and bee-lined to a particularly large painting full of soft blue and golden hues.

„This is incredible.“ She mumbled as Percy came up to her side.

„Do you want to sit and watch for a while?“ He gestured to the conveniently placed bench behind them.

„Yes!“ She was already sitting down. „If you don't mind, I mean-...?“ „Absolutely not.“ He sat down beside her.

She was far too entranced with the painting to notice that Percy wasn't giving it much more than a second look. He was far busier watching her, wide-eyed and smiling as her gaze trailed across the colours.

„I have to say.“ Vex smiled at him as they walked down the stairs, the sun already setting. „That was definitely a nicer way to spend Valentine's Day than I'd planned.“

„I'm glad I could make for good company.“ Percy returned her smile as they reached the street and stopped for a second. „I, uhm, I was wondering, actually, if maybe-“

„Yes?“ „Would you like to get some dinner?“

„Yes, absolutely!“ She wrapped her arm around his elbow. „Provided we can find a place that isn't completely booked today.“

They strolled down the street towards the city centre. Percy was glad he hadn't seen the mysterious red skirt anywhere. Vex had already forgotten the rage against her messenger's non-arrival.

In a cafe across the street, Keyleth nervously slurped down the last of her milkshake, peeking out the large windows and trying to hide her bright red hair as best as she could.

„Do you think we did the right thing? That was a kinda mean trick.“

„Aaaah, no, Kiki.“ Vax grinned at her as he watched his sister turn the corner. „We did good. We did real good.“

„We're not, uh, telling them, though, right?“

„Fuck no. Never.“

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