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fellowquestionmark · 4 days ago
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Silly little seamstress oc Dolly
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alethianightsong · 1 year ago
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I watched Robots(2005) a lot as a kid so it's no wonder I grew up to be anti-capitalist
The movie's 18 years old so if you haven't seen it, go do so. Anyway, for context, the film takes place in a world where robots are the dominant species. When your body breaks down, you can buy spare parts to fix yourself, effectively becoming immortal(but that's not important). What's important is that their society originally didn't throw people away for breaking down(getting older). By the time our hero enters the picture, an evil CEO has stopped the production of spare parts to make upgrades. These upgrades are made from junk and scrapped robots, or robots who couldn't find spare parts and basically died or were dying. Upgrades completely replace your body, making you monochrome and uniform; they're also expensive. It's subtle but all the poor robots are colorful while the rich ones are usually shades of gray and black with some brown thrown in. The poor robots also come in various shapes and sizes, with some being less humanoid in design but still having personality. The main character (voiced by Ewan McGregor) is an inventor and by extension, a robo-doctor, giving out free healthcare until he realizes he needs to overhaul the system cuz he can't fix everybody in a reasonable amount of time.
TLDR: To summarize the anti-capitalist themes of the movie ROBOTS (2005), the Robot world is post-scarcity but scarcity was artificially created for money's sake. Our hero has to defeat an evil CEO so people can come before profits once again.
Also, the main character grew up watching a TV show that showed off new inventions and how they helped society (this inspires him to invent). By the time, he's an adult, no new inventions are being introduced cuz-- surprise!-- Capitalism doesn't inspire innovation, it stifles innovation cuz once it finds a money-making mine, it digs and digs until it runs out; then and only then does it care to look for innovation.
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meegan420 · 7 months ago
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✨Adventure Awaits✨ my hampter Peaches
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Okay okay last one for today
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Steampunk bartender vibes? That's what I claimed at the time, anyway. Absolutely hated the corset, but some random kid kept coming up to me and staring at my face to see if the gears were real, and that was pretty funny.
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rose240briar · 3 months ago
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The 1920 Westinghouse Gyro ceiling fan really gives off some cool steampunk vibes!
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gracefuldisasters · 5 months ago
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Was I going to add audio? Yep. Have I? Nope. Just let the sound of tv static fill your brain.
Anyways. This is kind of a test to see if I can make something that looks decent without After Effects. Or any compositing knowledge whatsoever.
I wish scripting was less of a pain so that I could really get into this story. I want to animate more of my boys
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whamgram · 5 months ago
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Charlastor Week - Day 2 - Heaven AU
Where Alastor is The First Man (Who Matters) and Charlie is his lieutenant. 😇🔪
Alastor lived the same life as a serial killer in the 1920/30s and again meets his untimely end from a bullet to the head. But the higher powers thought he was a real swell guy, taking it upon himself to exact justice on the wicked, so he goes to heaven.
Unable to satiate his bloodlust up there, he becomes envious of the violent, crowded realm of hell where sinners can kill each other over and over again with little consequence. He begins to spread propaganda about hell’s overpopulation and the threat of an uprising, and when heaven becomes desperate for a solution, he suggests starting the exterminations.
Charlie, the daughter of the High Seraphim Lucifer, still wants to help sinners. Alastor convinces her that the best way to help them is to exterminate them. Oblivion is a mercy compared to eternal suffering.
He starts scheming a way to use her to overthrow the angelic council and seize power for himself. Then WHOOPS he catches feelings. Everyone in heaven is all sunshine and rainbows but Charlie’s specific brand of sunshine and rainbows makes his heart go all doki doki. She’s initially wary of him and how he even got into heaven in the first place, but when she starts to see the genuine good inside him, she falls for him too.
What’s scarier than the guy who killed you finding you in hell to kill you again? Him letting his starry-eyed seraph girlfriend do it, who cheerfully whispers “you’re welcome” in your ear before your consciousness fades permanently into the void.
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assassin1513 · 6 months ago
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▪️🟤⚜️Sunder City⚜️🟤▪️
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daceydeath · 25 days ago
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Crashing Waves (Part 1)
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Pairing: Pirate San x Reader Word Count: 5k Genre: Fantasy AU, Slow Burn Romance Warnings: 18+, MDNI, Swearing, Alcohol
I thought that I knew love. But it was just the waves crashing over us ~ Waves by The Dear Hunter
You sat quietly on the dock watching the last of the dusk's light sink beneath the horizon, you often came to the ocean at night. You never really understood the sway it had over you but it gave you a sense of calm and peace to listen to it to watch the waves rise and fall the soft whispers it gave to you each time you were near it. Although you had been warned a hundred different times by your father and friends to stay away from the docks it was the only place you could go tonight, the king tide making it far too difficult to get to the small rocky cove you often visited. 
Come home child, come home to me.
The sailors and merchants all ignored you, having slipped out of your corset and hiding your hair beneath a hat you didn’t look like a lady of the night and there was no way you looked wealthy enough to bother so most, probably, assumed you were an urchin scrounging for anything you could to get by. There had been chaos within the town that day swelling and frothing like the seas during a storm which had left the streets empty and most of the ships with their gangways stowed to prevent anyone untoward coming aboard. Only one colossal ship that sat docked on the furthest berth away from the other vessels but again you didn’t really care you just made your way past it and sat with your feet dangling above the water your pants hiked up to your knees to prevent them getting wet.
Earlier you had been sitting in the tavern listening to your friends prattle on about pirates stealing women away to sell to foreign lands or taking them as prizes to spend the rest of their lives at sea but you were yet to hear a single shred of actual evidence of this. Pirates, mercenaries and soldiers were often the same thing; it just depended on who was paying them. If they worked for themselves they were pirates, if they could be bought they were mercenaries and if they could become loyal they were soldiers. The line between was pretty damn thin in your mind. Each drink had made you more uninterested in their stories and increased the longing you felt to be alone so while they continued to dance and drink you slipped away to find solitude beside the waves of the highest tide this year.
“What are you doing here?” a stern voice asked from behind you making you jump slightly then frown deeply in disappointment.
“I’m watching the waves” you replied honestly annoyance clear in your voice, not even looking back at the man who had interrupted your peace.
“Sounds like a ruse to spy on us” he muttered bitterly, his footfalls getting closer to you, his boots clunking against each of the old boards that had been worn smooth with time and salt as he moved.
“I don’t know or care who you are sir, please just leave me alone” you continued, turning your body to sit against one of the large dock posts so you could see both him and the ocean. His face was still half in shadow but you could tell he was someone important. The gold chain that hung across his chest and the glittering rings on his fingers showed wealth but the sword on his belt warned of potential danger.
“Then why are you so close to my ship?” he demanded coldly, his scrutiny obvious as the waves began picking up and started to bob his ship slightly in its mooring, the breeze fluttering the sails on the boats docked.
“Because your ship is docked where I sit, you decided that not me” already being tired from a long day and probably one too many drinks. You had little emotional strength left to even pretend you care if he was offended or angry. His presence was irritating you when he could have just ignored you. He remained silent studying you as you turned back to the sea watching the waves even out once more. 
“You're not curious who I am? Not afraid of me either?” he queried, seeming perplexed about his whole encounter with you, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword although you still didn’t flinch.
“No, I’m not” you admitted quietly, closing your eyes and leaning your head back against the old wooden post. After a few more minutes of nothingness he left presumably to his ship which loomed between you and the shore blocking the view of the town you lived in. Once the darkness finally fell you stood and wandered back towards your family’s home fully aware that a different man was following you, his feet moving almost silently as he remained shrouded in shadow everytime you passed by a street lamp that bathed the ground with an eerie amber gold light. 
“I know you are there” you breathed stepping into a dim alleyway beside the apothecary. You heard the steps pause and then a quiet sigh as he stepped into the dim light only a few feet from you “Did your friend ask you to follow me?”.
“He didn’t understand why you didn’t care about the danger you were in, or whether you did and you really are a spy” he replied in his musical voice the only thing you could discern since he was covered head to toe in black, his raised hood covering most of his face. 
“He’s either paranoid or he thinks that your reputation precedes you so much that a small town woman knows who you are” you challenged leaning against the dirty bricks as you accepted that perhaps you should have listened to just about everyone and not visited the docks.
“Did you not see the logo on our ship? Do you not know what it means?” He asked a touch softer as if he suddenly noticed how you were dressed and how you looked he stepped forward and you realized how tall he was, although his lithe frame made him seem young.
“I saw it but I don’t know it” you admitted tilting your head “my family work on land we don’t know anything about pirates”.
“How do you know we are pirates then?” he asked but you could hear the smile that was likely gracing his face. 
“Big ship, paranoid captain who wears expensive looking jewels, tall assassin looking man who follows his orders. Do I need to keep listing things off?” you smiled right back daring him to deny any of the things you mentioned.
“Alright you are clever I’ll give you that. Why do you spend time at the docks if you work in the town?” He pressed lowering his hood to allow you to see him. Even in the low light you couldn’t help the way your eyes widened. He was beautiful, longish dark hair framed his sharp featured face like a gilded frame making it almost impossible to look away from.
“The ocean has always called to me, I sit beside it every night it calms me especially when I have a little too much to drink” you whispered, still staring at him unashamedly you could see the cogs turning in his head deciding how he would proceed with you.
“I’m Seonghwa” he bowed his head respectfully, seeming pleased that you were so openly staring at him.
“Well Seonghwa nice to meet you” you offered your hand for him to shake noticing the grace with which he moved.
“Come by the ship tomorrow before noon I want to show you something” his eyes twinkled as he smirked at you before turning away and disappearing from sight. Still dazed from meeting Seonghwa, you continued home knowing that he was no longer following you.
“Why would I want to do that?” you mused thinking that he was already gone disappeating into the inky darkness.
“Because now you’re curious” he laughed softly his voice fainter than before.
“Fucking cloak and dagger bullshit” you muttered stepping back out of the allyway and into the street to continue towards home.
“So was she spying?” Wooyoung nonchalantly asked his feet up on one of the chairs in the galley.
“Nope she’s just a normal girl” Seonghwa chuckled watching Hongjoong frown deeply “Had one drink too many and needed some air”.
“She can’t be just a ‘normal girl” Hwa, when I spoke to her she got annoyed and the waves started when I left her alone and she calmed down. The waves stopped, that isn’t normal” Hongjoong insisted irritation in his tone.
“True but either way she wasn’t spying” Hwa smiled crookedly before moving towards the doorway “Oh I invited her to the ship tomorrow so you could always ask her yourself”.
“Who’s coming tomorrow?” San piped up entering the galley from the other end plopping himself down beside Wooyoung to begin eating.
“Mystery girl” Wooyoung cackled, watching as Hongjoong’s frown intensified, staring at the place the Seonghwa had just been filling.
“I don’t get what’s so special about her” Mingi mumbled from the spot he had been sitting in watching the discussion before him.
“Hongjoong thinks she's one of those sea imps but she can’t be, she lives on land” Yeosang whispered back in between mouthfuls of dinner.
“Dipshits” Hongjoong rolled his eyes stabbing at his food viciously.
“Were you at the docks?” your roommate Mara narrowed her eyes at you looking you over for filth or injury.
“No, I went to the cliffs above the cove. The tide was too high tonight to get down to the rocks” you lied shamelessly ripping the bread she had saved for you into pieces before popping it in your mouth.
“Well you still smell like salt” you nodded slowly going back to the book she had been reading her eyes skimming the rest of the page in silence.
“I have smelt of worse things. I heard there were pirates that docked today” you started your words half garbled by the bread filling your mouth “The whole tavern was talking about them”.
“That’s why I told you to stay away from the docks” Mara sighed defeated before looking over at you unimpressed. “You never pay attention to anything do you? There was a notice put up just about everywhere that there were pirates seen just past the headland and they were probably headed here and you didn’t even see them did you?”.
“Sorry Mara” you bowed your head unwittingly, annoying her by just being yourself again, you couldn’t help that you didn’t pay attention to every stupid thing that happened in town.
“Finish your bread and go to sleep” she grumbled putting down her book and turning out the lamps.
When you woke up, Mara was already gone, probably having left for the market for work. It gave you a chance to clean up and change before venturing to the docks to see if Seonghwa had meant what he had said about showing you something. Donning a simple pair of dark jeans and a green tunic you slipped from the house unnoticed, taking only an apple, some bread and some biscuits to last you until you could return home again. You wanted to take your bicycle to make the trip quicker but you knew that would lead to you being recognized and you didn’t want to be stopped. You were too curious about this thing that the beautiful Seonghwa wanted to show you even if you were unsure you could trust him.
It was close to noon by the time you slipped yourself through the docks and approached the ship, the ostentatious decorations on the hull making it much more noticeable in the daylight, the solid brass and copper engines that sat just above water level were something you had never seen before and the gigantic red A that was stitched into each sail and painted on the hull gave little doubt of the owners intentions. Walking up the gangway you stopped one step before you would be considered onboard the ship waiting until one of the men on the deck noticed you.
“Uh who are you?” a pretty man who looked far too etherial to be a pirate asked you his broom halting mid sweep when he saw you.
“Where did you even come from?” a broad man with a striking face asked moving to step in front of his shipmate waiting to see what you would say his hand hovering near his waist.
“Seonghwa asked me to come” you smiled nervously looking at him. He looked like he could intimidate anyone he chose to but there was something in his actions that made you feel safe instead of fear.
“Ah you came!, welcome to my home, well our home” Seonghwa’s sothing honey laughter made itself known before he gracefully stepped into view.
“Hello again Seonghwa” you bowed your head but didn’t move. You knew you had to be expressly invited in before you assumed anything with pirates; it was only polite.
“Come I will give you the tour” he beckoned you onto the boat which you gingerly stepped onto the once moving vessel now standing completely still which made the two crew members look at each other subtly, something crossing between them that you didn’t understand.
“Lead the way then” you stepped towards him as he moved back through the darkened doorway into the belly on the ship.
“They were Yeosang and San. The others we will probably find along the way” he hummed showing you the galley, the armory and the crew quarters finally walking you past the cannons on your way towards what you could only assume was the captain's quarters.
“So should I assume that what you wanted to show me is probably the captain” you mused looking at a cannon with interest. The gleam of the silver barrels showing that they had seen little action.
“Yes and no” Seonghwa conceded with a sly smile tugging on his lips.
“Shall we get this over with I’m getting hungry and I left my lunch on the dock” you sigh knowing that although it is unlikely a trap you will probably have to talk to the annoying man again.
“Captain” Seonghwa knocked sharply on the door to the quarters waiting for a sign to enter.
“Come” a loud voice called letting you know that it probably was the same man from the night before. 
“This is the one I was talking about” Seonghwa announced, swinging open the door and carefully pushing you through the opening, stepping in behind you and almost blocking your exit. Despite the large windows the room remained dim, large heavy curtains blocking out most of the light that was trying to illuminate the room. Three men occupied the space, a tall man who looked you over with slight confusion, a serious looking man with floppy dark hair and a smaller man who you recognized as being the jerk from the dock the night before. He sat at the desk, his hands holding a large looking glass and a necklace which he had been by the looks of it appraising, because pirates you guessed.
“Hwa said you aren’t a spy” he started placing the necklace down on the dark wooden table.
“I told you that already” you interrupted tilting your head and narrowing your eyes at him. “Last night when you interrupted me”.
“He also tells me you are brazen, stubborn and headstrong but that the sea calls to you” he continued unfazed by your words.
“Well he must be quite the spy himself if he gleaned all that from one conversation and followed me most of the way home” you conceded, shrugging indifferently as you looked around the room. A large bed sat against the windows, its canopy made up of more dark heavy fabric that probably helped to muffle the sound of the waves at night, papers and books littered all the other flat surfaces and large paintings of sea creatures covered the walls. One painting on the wall lit up with its own lamp caught your attention, not just for the overly ornate gilt frame but because it was something you were sure you had seen before perhaps in a dream or in a book. It was of a woman, her face hidden in her reddish hair in a simple white gown that had been painted as though she was simply suspended underwater.
“He should have said infuriating” the captain clapped back bringing your attention to him once more.
“You haven’t even introduced yourself why would I owe you anything more than what I am giving you, Seonghwa at least has manners” you mutter looking up at the large ornate ceiling that is decorated with vivid images of sea monsters. A kraken looming ominously above the desk.
“I’m Captain Hongjoong, this is my navigator navigator Jongho and my medic Yunho” he nodded to the two men in turn “I apologize for my poor manners would you grant me the grace to start the conversation again” his voice was resigned but held an air of annoyance. 
 "Do you like my ship?" he asked, tilting his head as he scrutinized you for the second time in 24 hours.
"She's very impressive, but I still do understand why I'm here Captain Hongjoong" you tilted your head in return not letting your eyes drop from his.
"Seonghwa says you are called to be the sea, is that true?" he continued narrowing his eyes slightly, the others who you had seen and a couple who you hadn't had managed to all make their way into the room sitting or leaning in various places but all looking at you. You stood silently mirroring his posture unconsciously as you weighed up your answer.
"Has this got anything to do with that?" you pointed your thumb in the direction of one of the paintings hung on the wall with scraps of paper pinned around it. "Because I find peace by the ocean but I am no sea nymph".
Hongjoong glared at the painting on the wall, not answering you immediately. The silence strained and became more intense as the seconds passed by. His crew looked almost nervous as they looked between each other and then back to their captain.
"But yes the sea calls to me" you added quietly, making Hongjoong's eyes widen as they snapped back to your face, the frustration in his expression melting away to reveal a look of awe.
"What does it say?" he breathed almost inaudibly.
"Home" you murmured, feeling Seonghwa's hand find your back as you swayed slightly, the ship beginning to rock beneath your feet.
"We will not hurt you" Hongjoong instantly stood his chair scraping noisily against the wooden floor "No one on this ship would ever cause you harm you have my word I know it must be telling you otherwise".
Danger child, he is a danger
"Why would you ever harm me? I'm no one, not even worth a ransom" you looked up again meeting his eyes, your head suddenly swimming like you had been drinking absinthe again. The words circling your brain continuously. "How do you know what she says?".
"Hwa" Hongjoong yelled but you had closed your eyes, or maybe the lights had gone out but either way you felt something hard and warm crash into your front before your face hit the floor. The room was not only spinning but raising and falling the sensation making your queasy.
"Thanks San" Seonghwa's faint voice echoed in your head before you could no longer hear.
"The fuck just happened? Is she dead?" Mingi blurted, looking bewildered as San scooped you into his arms and moved you towards the captain's bed as carefully as he could as the ship rocked violently.
"Does she need a doctor or do you think you can manage?" San whispered to Yunho who was already checking your pulse in your wrist.
"She's breathing and her heart rate is normal, if she doesn't wake up in an hour maybe" Yunho hummed, placing the back of his hand on your forehead "Can someone bring me some water?". Jongho dashed from the room as quickly as he could trying not to trip on anything that had fallen from the captain's desk as the sound of books falling to the floor thudded behind him.
"I can't be the only one confused about her knowledge of the painting though right? You said that it was a one off original, that it was incredibly unknown which is why it had to be stolen" Wooyoung sounding more hysterical than he probably wanted to. "How would she know about it! and why is it so fucking rough right now?".
"She could be mistaken but she knew it was about sea nymphs" Yeonsang added, squeezing Wooyoung's shoulder to keep him calm while pressing themselves against the wall so they had something to hold onto while the turbulent movements of the ship unsteadied them.
"The diary said it had been hidden for more than 150 years, that no one had laid eyes on it in almost 100 of those years. She looks like she's not even 25". Seonghwa furrowed his eyebrows confused by the whole thing, the swinging overhead lamp throwing bazaar flashes of light over them all.
"She's going to wake up in a second stop being so loud" Hongjoong grunted holding the edge of his desk knowing that the rest of the ship would probably be a complete mess from the short burst of waves.
"There you are" San smiled softly, his eyes creasing up as your eyes fluttered open.
"You had us worried for a second there" Yunho joked, his voice soft as he placed a wet cloth against your forehead Jongho still holding the bowl of water so it wouldn't spill everywhere.
"I'm sorry?" you mumbled your voice sounding far away even to your own ears.
Safe keep you safe
"You fainted" Yunho smiled, his voice still soft as he continued pressing the cloth against your skin he watched your breathing for a moment before dipping the cloth back in the water "Can you sit up or would you rather roll on your side? I need to put this on the back of your neck".
"Are you a doctor?" you blinked slowly trying to lift yourself from the soft thing you were laying on "Did I hurt anything when I fell?".
"San caught you so no you have no injuries" Yunho nodded to San who took hold of each of your wrists slowly pulling you into a sitting position while Yunho placed the cloth on your neck.
"Thank you San" you murmured weakly, noticing a pink flush dust his cheekbones.
"What happened? Did you hear anything before you fainted?" Hongjoong asked from his desk where he remained leaning against the shiny dark wood. You continued blinking slowly, registering that you were lying on his bed in the same room as they were all in with you moments ago.
"That's none of your business" you swallowed shakily, turning to look back at San who looked openly worried at the way your arms trembled in his hands. "I would like to go home now".
"Not until we know you won't faint the moment you stand up" Yunho soothed wetting the cloth again "can you hold this against your chest please? I can close the curtain so no one can see you".
"Please" you whimpered watching San lean across to pull on the fabric for Yunho.
"Do you want me to leave?" San whispered his voice was soft watching you fumble with the lacing at the top of your tunic.
"No it's alright" you half smiled, feeling your face heat up as Yunho moved your hands away, his long fingers deftly untying the knot and loosening them enough to slip the cloth under without exposing you.
"I need to get off this ship" you mumbled meekly looking up at Yunho then to San tears beginning to prick at your eyes.
"I will carry you off myself if I have to" San continued whispering to make sure only you heard him. "But you need to feel less overheated and look less pale first".
"Woo, can you get me some candy? Sweets might help her feel better" Yunho called through the thick dark burgundy fabric causing shuffling and noise to erupt on the other side after another few minutes of silence a hand thrust through the fabric holding a bag of what looked like marshmallows.
"Eat a few please, the sugar should help" Yunho hummed.
"Thank you mystery candy baring hand" you called hearing a loud bark of laughter follow your words. After half a dozen marshmallows Yunho placed his hand back against your forehead nodding to San who pulled open the curtains for you.
"Try standing slowly" Yunho instructed, standing in front of you as San remained behind you. Your legs felt a little shaky but nothing too bad as you placed your weight on them bouncing on your toes softly. "Good I think you will be alright now".
"Thank you for your help Yunho" you smiled, relieved that you would be able to get as far away from their captain as you could.
"I'll take you back up to the deck if you want" San looked hopeful as you turned your head to look at him.
Safe be safe
"Please San" you murmured ignoring the others as questions started being thrown in your direction.
"Will you come again?" Seonghwa's honey voice poured into your ear.
"I don't know" you looked at him keeping your voice as level as you could "I was nice to meet you all".
San led you towards the deck with Yunho following you both just to be safe as you slowly descended the gangway you felt a surge of relief come over you like water pouring from a bucket over your head. Picking up your pack which you had stowed behind some creates you fished out your apple biting into it before looking back up at the ship. San and Yunho were still there although now the others had joined them looking almost ominous as their silhouettes stood tall against the light behind them. Nodding once you walked back along the dock the salty air blowing your messy hair around you.
"Well that went shockingly bad" Seonghwa sighed leaning against the railing as they watched you disappear between the other ships.
"Oh yeah the only thing that would have been worse was if we kidnapped her" Mingi rolled his eyes.
"She will never set foot here again" Jongho laughed, nudging San who looked slightly confused.
"I've never seen you that soft before what happened?" Wooyoung quizzed rounding on San who just shrugged before leaving to return to his cabin knowing damn well it would be a mess from earlier.
"You had to see that the waves came and went depending on her though right?" Hongjoong insisted.
"Yeah but I don't think it will be easy to convince her to come with us. She seems desperate to be away from us, well some of us" Seonghwa conceded watching San's retreating figure.
"Well we will just have to convince her then" Wooyoung bounced cheekily smirking at them before scampering away after San.
You decided on the walk back you would stop into the apocathary to see if Salvia had anything that could quell the unease that you were still feeling. The bell rang loudly as you stepped inside the calming scent of dried herbs and lavendar filling your lungs as you walked towards the counter.
“Via?” you called stepping around the counter and towards the back room. “It’s me”.
“Little possum what are you doing here? You aren’t working today” Salvia blinked looking at you through the steam of the large pot she was boiling.
“I know, I’m just feeling really weird so I wanted something to make it go away” you continued peering into the large brass pot to find an interesting combination of plants and muslin bags tied with string.
“Hair tonic” Via explained as she stepped towards you her hand outstretched to feel your face “What are your symptoms?”.
“I feel nervous, queasy, and hot” you listed as she scrutinised you “Oh and my legs have been shaking like I’ve been running for hours.
“Hmmmm” Salvia hummed looking puzzled for a moment before going over to one of her store cupboards and pulling out a box marked with large red letters. “Take two bags in a cup of tea now, then before bed. It’s probably your moon time that’s causing it”.
“But I’m not having that right now” you swallowed as she bustled to the stove to lace the kettle on the heat and get you a mug.
“No but it will probably start soon and this is common before it in a lot of women” she smiled softly picking up the teabags and placing two in a bag for you and two in the waiting mug.
“You are a life saver Via” you smiled crookedly “You should put that on the sign Salvia the Savior”.
“That might get us more customers” he nodded sagely before pouting the water from the now whistling kettle into you cup to let it seep. 
“So what’s with the pirates at the dock?” you asked as casually as you could “That ship is gigantic”.
“I would steer clear of the docks for the time being” Salvia warned seriously “That crew is infamous for their cruelty and violence”.
“Hold on why would pirates like that be in our town?” you frowned “what could they want with anyone here?”.
“Could be just suppliess, could be looking for a place it hide. It’s not important. They are murderers for hire who have no humanity” Salvia almost spat as she glared at the brewing tonic.
“It’s alright Via, I’m not planning to run away with the pirates I just didn’t even know they were there until I saw the massiv ship” you blurted quickly hoping that she would calm back down and let you finish your tea without a full lecture.
“I know you’re a good girl” Salvia conceeded smiling at you in a very motherly fashion “now take your tea and I’ll see you tomorrow”.
a/n: Thank you for reading my lovelies. I have recently struggled to find any motivation to write and it has been hard but hopefully after Christmas and a proper rest period I will be back to my normal self. As always your likes, reblogs, comments and encouragement mean so much to me xx
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eggtimeiguess · 2 months ago
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Renovation work is much more fun if you wear your silly little work goggles >:3
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morgan1413 · 20 days ago
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only just started playing this game yesterday (it's awesome by the way! 😁) but I just had to share these outfits on here, they're so gorgeous! 😍💖🥺
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sweetlittlevampire · 2 years ago
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Heart of Glass has now been re-edited, which means I removed all the typos I could find, rearranged some sentences, exchanged some words for synonyms...but the plot is still the same. Final word count: 60.536! If you wish to download a version of this fic, please do so now. ♥
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Heart of Glass
Wangxian | Established Nielan
Rating: T | 60.201 words | 20 chapters | completed
Alternate Universe - Modern Setting | Alternate Universe - Modern with Magic | Getting to Know Each Other | Getting Together | Single Parent Wèi Yīng / Wèi Wúxiàn | Mama Lan Feels | Falling In Love | Happy Ending | Mild Angst | Past Character Death | Stained Glass as magical device | Podfic Welcome | Mystery | past xiyao | Background Nielan | Found Family | Non-Explicit Sex | First Time | Mild Blood | First Kiss | First Love | Love Confessions | Referenced death of a child |Good Uncle Lán Qǐrén
In a world where stained glass is imbued with magic to grant wishes - a practice now forbidden - Lan Wangji tries to navigate through a life in which he thinks himself responsible for his mother's untimely passing. While faced with the trials and tribulations of the life of a young aspiring novelist, he meets a young boy, a mischievous crow, and a man who claims to be still able to weave the magic of old.
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meegan420 · 1 year ago
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Take a Fanciful Ride Through the Sky
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shima-draws · 1 year ago
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God gives his toughest battles (being at work DESPERATELY wanting nothing more than to be at home playing the new Genshin Fontaine update) to his bravest soldiers (me)
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haaaaaaaaaaaave-you-met-ted · 7 months ago
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Steampunk Cavalry by Ignacio Bazan-Lazcano
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rose240briar · 3 months ago
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A mechanical musical marvel from the late 1800s. 🕰️🎶
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