#tw aesthetic attraction

[our-arospec-experience]

I love that I can recognize when I'm physically/aesthetically attracted to people while maintaining full confidence that I'm AroAce :] People are CUTE People are PRETTY People are BEAUTIFUL godammit!!

-🍜 anon

Yes! It's so beautiful when that happens!

[celestial-artistry]

Hannibal’s Sketchbook pg 66

Read From The Beginning

Page 65 - Page 66 - Page 67

Are you scare AND aroused yet? This scene is inappropriately sexy to me and I won't apologize for making it weird.

[brandyanna]

weekly progress report𓆩♡𓆪

girljournalling chapter 1 𓆩♡𓆪

meals: this week i've eaten breakfast every day, which has been tough but rewarding. sometimes i just had an apple, but i made a batch of these delicious chocolate protein baked oats with blueberries and they were so good! i'm still vegetarian so i've had some nice meals from school for lunch most days. i've also had a lot of delicious pasta for dinner with yummy veggies<3

exercise: monday, wednesday, saturday: morning run 5:30am, training to 5k. so far, i've ran 3k in 17:16!! little successes<3

tuesday, thursday: school track sessions -> 6x400m, 10x300m. or gym session

friday, sunday: rest day<3

school: it's exam week and so far i've done english lang, french, geography, history, and biology. i think they all went great! i'll post my results when i get them back soon, but i predict mostly 7s, 8s, and 9s

mental health: 8/10. so happy that it's summer and my birthday is next week! i'm getting a garmin fitness watch and some gymshark clothes

*not my pictures*

[toughtttz]

Possible outfit spread for my older cousin + some family friend's birthday tmr night 😼😼

The thicker red and black stripes r leg warmers

I'll probably just put it on and hate it then completely change but wtv. I'm trying to style the white tights but it's hard since I'm so picky and stuff. I might just change out the skirt.

I want to get back into my occasional outfit posting even if they are bad because clothes r something I like

[incompleteninny]

The seventy-eighth free, unedited chapter of my upcoming book, “The Heist at Cordia Aquarium” is now available on its website (or click https://www.kitfisto.gay/chapters/thea to read from the beginning).

The world is ending. Thea's world, more than anyone's. Worms writhe underneath her skin. A knife twists, tearing at her heart. She clutches at her chest. There's no knife there: just handfuls of her cassock's heavy — very much intact — fabric. Above, white ceiling tiles rush past and lights interspersed beat her eyelids into a flutter.

Bump.

The stretcher underneath Thea shudders and her back floats above its cushioned bed. A moment later, she falls. Her back hits. Breath explodes out of her lungs, leaving her gasping. Bereft of air.

An emergency medical technician to her right places a firm hand on her shoulder, pressing her against the stretcher. "Sorry! Ran over a cable cover. Don't worry, we're almost to the ambulance. Hold tight."

With one hand already clinging to the stretcher's handrail, Thea squeezes until her knuckles turn white. "I already am!"

You're dying. You're having a heart attack. You've got a blood clot.

Twist. Another dagger plunges, hilt deep. She screams.

They're taking you to the hospital. They'll help. Then they'll take the rest of it: your money; your television; your apartment. Everything. Even your choices.

Your control.

[...]

[tr1gg3rw4rn1ng]

[lifestylebybf]

Since I really want to hit all my goals this year, for accountability I think a monthly check is needed. Let's see:

In January:

-Started drinking a green smoothie 2x a week. I chose its ingredients (spinach, kiwi, oats) for their vitamins that are supposed to benefit my hair. I want a 90s model hair and won't stop until I'm there

-Picked up extra pilates classes. When possible I now take 2 classes a week. This is to help my posture and back pains. Also I'm chasing the pink pilates princess lifestyle.

-Started hitting the gym on wednesdays. Exercising on the weekend has never been an issue for me, but I couldn't be bothered after a long day at work. So going that extra day feels like such a win. Even if it's just for some cardio while watching my favourite youtube vlogs. It almost feels like a treat now.

-Consistency. Haven't skipped a belly dancing or pilates class in the whole month.

-Started using anti aging eye cream

-Picked up my french books again

For february I want to focus on:

- French. A minimun of a couple hours of study every week.

- Gua sha in the mornings

- Improving the variety of the food I eat and its quality. I have PCOS and used to have a terrible habit of ordering fast food once or twice a week. In order to not feel restricted while quitting the habit I gave myself permission to eat whatever I fancied as long as I was preparing it at home. I've lost 9-11 lbs this way since september but I have hit a plateau now. Now that my brain isn't screaming at me to order burger king every night I want to take it further really focusing on nutritious food. I love cooking and trying new recipes so it's just a matter of beating my laziness

-Reducing my tiktok hours

-Flushing my gums everyday and making a dental appointment

Xxx

What are your february goals? Would love to hear them!

[anti-ao3]

Hiya, would you mind talking a bit about why h/azbin h/otel is problematic? Like I know next to nothing about it (except that there was a rape joke in one ep?? and apparently the creator did something but idk what) but I have mutuals who seem to be getting into the show and idk how to feel about the whole thing, I'd like to have some more context. Only if you want to talk about it, of course.

I'll admit I haven't actually seen the show (I did see part of the pilot but not the whole thing), but I've seen plenty of posts from my mutuals and blogs I follow calling out the issues with the show and the creator. Arguably, the more detailed posts I read are older, from when the pilot released. I've reblogged them to my main blog, so I'll try to find them and share them here.

But yeah, to sum things up, this show tends to romanticize/sexualize abusive relationships, it has racist elements to it (at least in the pilot), several stereotypes against gay people, and it basically just uses the excuse that it's hell, so it has the right to be "problematic". I've heard the creator is also VERY bigoted, and she does not accept any sort of criticism (like she will fight random people on Twitter for not liking her stupid show). I've also heard that she used someone else's character designs for the show, and did not give them credit.

Again, I'll find the posts I mentioned and I'll reblog them here. So I'll disable reblogs for this post since it doesn't have sources for now.

[weirdfishy]

HWAT GORGEOUSNESS ARE THEY HIDING FROM ME BC LIL FRECKLES N MELANIN BOI POSING FOR VOGUE KOREA A FEW DAYS AGO FELIX POPPED INTO MY BRAIN AND THEN I WAS THINKING ABT V AND KAI AND THEIR TAN SKIN PICS ARE THEY ALL REAL WHAT GORGEOUSLY NON WHITEWASHED FACES ARE HOU HIDING FROM ME K-ENT COMPANIES IM BEGGING

[alex-the-bringer-of-chaos]

Excuse me, but Melle from tiktok, this beautiful individual

Like, I NEED their hair. Holy fuck, I love it. Give it to me. Like, look at this shit!

Like, do Ik or think I could take care of this hair? Nope, not really, I'm garbage at taking care of myself. Do I love it, think it's perfect, will give me gender euphoria and could make me wanna take care of it? Yes! So please, how the fuck do we call this haircut? What is the name? Also tips on taking care of it are appreciated.

P.s: Melle is another proof of aesthetic attraction and gender envy being real, and Ik some of y'all will be going insane over them, AS YOU SHOULD! Also, I don't know the pronouns Melle uses, so we're rolling the dice on this one. Focus on the hair and check the sounds they make.

[erabundus]

anonymous &&. said... Do you ever look at the traveller and think about how cute he'd be dishevelled beneath you? Maybe slightly open lips from panting. Bite marks. A few bruises. Tousled hair. His eyes shining in the daylight. It's a nice day outside, slightly overcast but still nice out. Maybe the sounds of an ice cream truck in the distance--

❝  sure.  ❞  there  isn't  an  ounce  of  hesitation  to  still  his  words;  the  wanderer's  response  is  as  SHAMELESS  as  they  come.  ❝  don't  tell  me  that  comes  as  a  SURPRISE?  half  of  teyvat's  population  is  practically stumbling  over  itself  to  lay  at  his  feet;  even  i  can  recognize  a  nice  view  when  i  see  one.  ❞  a  shrug,  a  dismissive  wave.  ❝  having  an  idle  thought  doesn't  necessarily  mean  i'm going  to  act  on  it ... not always.  do  you  have  any  idea  how  much  that  would  COMPLICATE  matters  for  me?  ❞   their  relationship  is  already  a  tangled  web  of  blood  and  debt,  grudge  and  gratitude.  there's  no  need  to  add  another  layer  of  complexity  overtop  it  all.  he  is  a  weapon  for  the  traveler  to  wield against his enemies,  nothing  more. ( and perhaps there is comfort in that, for it's what ren does BEST. )

❝  besides,  ❞  he  continues,   ❝  i'm  sure  he  has  OTHER  PEOPLE  willing  to  fulfill  that  desire  if  he  so  chooses ...  no  great  loss  if  i  sit  this  one  out.  ❞

there's  a  long  pause.  then,  ❝  ... what's  an  ice  cream  truck?  ❞

[ask-asexual-crystal-gems]

asexual kinksters be like

you catch me in my room watching something kinky, but instead of masturbating I'm just watching intently and taking notes like it's a college lecture

[tuhbanbuv]

anti-aging tik tok is so insane because you will literally see comment threads of people asking tips on HOW NOT TO SMILE OR SHOW BASIC FACIAL EXPRESSIONS from ages 10-19 because they're afraid of wrinkles

[flannelepicurean]

when u figure out that you're not actually "promiscuous" or like, "pansexual," you just feel the same way about sex that you do about a really good intellectual discussion, but almost nobody else has that take on it. O_O

like...almost nobody else is like, "oh hai. yeah? hm. interesting, neat. well, i dunno, i've never considered that, but i guess i'd be down to give it a whirl and see what happens, i got nothing going on and you seem interesting and fun and you've got REALLY lovely arms, i'd really enjoy drawing those... sure, i'll touch parts with you, what does this one do?"

not that i haven't enjoyed sex, or haven't cared about my partners or bonded with any of them. but my broader experience outside of that has been much more around a kind of intellectual curiosity and general enthusiasm for humans.

which kinda got tangled up in my head, because i LOVE talking about sex, writing about sex, doing art about sex, etc. love it as a topic. i just don't actually experience sexual attraction.

it's...a conundrum.

Aro/ace culture is not noticing the blatantly obvious signs that you are aro/ace all your life and later realising half the shit you thought was your personality is said blatantly obvious signs.

[what-if-i-just-did]

wait I'm confused

how can an asexual love sex

please help

TWs: Discussion of sex in relation to asexuals, non-graphic mentions of sex, hunger/food as a metaphor

Course! Look at it like this...

Everyone on earth experiences hunger, right? Well, say you don't get hungry. You can still enjoy food! If it tastes good, or if it was made by someone you love. Maybe if it looks good, you'll have a taste, just to see. You can eat any food you want.

Sometimes you're thirsty, or your stomach hurts, and you wonder if it's hunger, but it isn't, not really. There are more reasons to eat than just being hungry.

It's just like that! Well, almost, because you don't die from a lack of sex, but it's close. Asexual just means you don't experience sexual attraction- but there's multiple forms of attraction!

There's sensual attraction, wanting to touch something. A lot of asexuals confuse this with sexual attraction sometimes, and sometimes sensual attraction can be so strong you want to climb into someone's ribcage, be inside of them, in which case sex is as close as you'll get.

There's visual attraction, wanting to look at something. This is also confused for sexual attraction sometimes, cuz I'll look at someone and think "hot", but hot, to me, doesn't particularly mean I wanna have sex with them. Hot is just a type of pretty. I get the same visual attraction looking at a pretty human as when I look at a sunset or a pretty flower.

There's platonic attraction, which is wanting to be friends with someone. There's romantic attraction, which is wanting to date them. There's queerplatonic attraction, which is wanting a qpr with someone. I can't remember if there's other forms of attraction rn, but you get the picture.

So just because we're not sexually attracted to people doesn't mean we can't enjoy or wanna have sex. Sex with someone you love can be really intimate. The physical sensations are pleasurable and enjoyable. Or some aces might just have sex for the aesthetic, or might not care about sex at all but do it cuz their partner wants it.

More importantly, asexuality is a spectrum, so not everyone that's asexual has the same experiences. There are LOADS of identities under the ace umbrella that will feel sexual attraction in specific scenarios or NOT in specific scenarios or have it fluctuate or anything like that. Some aces don't like to think about anything sexual. Some don't mind, but just don't want it to have anything to do with themself. Some will masturbate or fantasize about crushes in sexual ways but without thinking of themself. Some will masturbate while thinking about themself but not want to actually do anything like that. Some are willing to have sex but don't particularly care. Some enjoy sex. Some want sex.

I, personally, love sex. The physical sensations are exhilarating orgasms are fun. I masturbate a lot. It satisfies my sensual attraction, but so would (naked) snuggles. It's also just a fun thing to do with your partner, but I don't think of it much differently from any other fun thing you can do with a partner. I've had sexual-romantic relationships, I've had friends with benefits, I haven't had a one-night stand but I would go for it if the oppertunity came up. I know a lot of other ace people wouldn't.

This definetly does not go for all ace people though. Some are very sex-repulsed.

TL:DR Ace people don't experience sexual attraction but can still enjoy sex for other reasons such as intimacy, sensual attraction, physical sensations, or entertainment. This does not go for every ace person.

[ohdeerfully]

Hii! I really like your work :3

Can you do demon alastor and his goth human girlfriend comfort scenarios? :D

hii! i hope i did some justice, i dont know much about alternative subcultures (,: i tried something new, with some bulleted headcanons and a oneshot afterwards! thank you so much for the request! <3

How to Summon an Overlord

Alastor x Goth!Reader (fluff) TW: mentions of animal death/taxidermy

join my discord!

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Alastor definitely appreciated the goth aesthetic

He lived in Hell, yeah, but a lot of the style there was more punk or grunge. Not that he even knew what these words meant but he could visually tell the difference

Similarly, you adored his red color scheme. You thought it complimented your black extremely well

He wasn’t particular about the music, it wasn’t quite his taste, but he didn’t mind listening as long as it was with you. He could manage to enjoy what you enjoyed

You typically conjured him into your world two or three times a week. You weren’t a busy person, but he was a busy demon

You typically spent a while before seeing him getting into a full goth getup, perfecting your white foundation and sharp eyeliner for what felt like hours 

He would assure you that it wasn’t necessary, but wasn’t overbearing about it. He knew some people just liked to get dressy

He did kind of like knowing that you were so excited to see him and show yourself off to him though

The dates you shared with him were… untraditional, to say the least

He enjoyed taking you out deep into the forest to explore and find bones and such to add to your collection at home. You were brave alone, but before meeting him never dared going as far in as you two did. There was so much you had been missing out on

He would never tell you, but when you weren’t looking he would use some of his powers–which were much weaker in the human realm than in Hell–to quickly catch and kill a small rodent if you were having no luck. He knew you’d probably get upset with him about the morality of it

Even though you’re literally dating a demon

So like. What morality

“I was a hunter in my life,” He had said when you caught him standing over the corpse of a deer. “I know how to… track them. When they’re dying.”

You loved that sinister grin of his. You never knew what was really going on behind it, but you found that and his glowing red eyes so… attractive. Oddly enough

At-home concerts were a must. As stated earlier, he wasn’t a huge fan of your taste in music, but he would never admit it. He did his best to follow in your steps and you swung your arms and sang out to your song of choice

He forced you to dance along with him to some jazz, too, of course. He left you no option for that

Baking was probably the most normal thing you two did together

He didn’t like sweets at all, but he liked shaping the dough into little themed cookies

He also loved helping you dye your hair; so much so that the second your roots started showing signs of your natural hair color he was the first to point it out

He loved being able to sit behind you and run his fingers and work the dye into every strand of hair. He didn’t care if it stained his fingers

Gifts weren’t very common from him, but you could tell that when he did get you something, a lot of thought went into it

Recently he had given you a dainty black chain with the most beautiful, glimmering blood-red ruby dangling off of it

You always asked him about what Hell was like. You asked and asked and asked, so many questions. And he was happy to talk your ear off in return

Part of him wanted to convince you to choose a sinner’s path, to join in him Hell. Honestly, he had a feeling you would if he simply asked. You seemed genuinely devoted to him

But, at the same time, the other part of him did care about you in a way that didn’t want to see you stuck in that place. Even with him

That was something he’d think about later

You were always so upset when it was time to exorcise him back to Hell. Harsh words, but it was just technicality

You clung onto his fingers for longer than you needed to. You knew he’d be back in a few days, but you had begun to feel increasingly lonely in the time between his visits

He would give you an affirming squeeze on the shoulder, and rest his chin against the top of your head for a moment before you performed the ritual

He kept in contact with you through the haunted radio you met him through, of course, a daily meeting that had become routine

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You loved antique shopping. 

Especially when you end up with your own little haunted radio.

Especially when that radio had the smoothest voice, with the most peculiar and out of date accent. It was charming. And, it knew your name.

You sighed as you stroked your fingers down your cat’s back, smiling softly as it arched into your touch. Your legs were crossed in front of you, sporting a comfortable and fuzzy skull-patterned pair of pajamas. Your eyes kept flicking expectantly to that old radio, and you were growing impatient. You hadn’t heard from the demon haunting it all day, and you were growing lonely.

It felt incredibly surreal and peculiar, feeling ghosted by a literal ghost. Or demon. Or monster. Or whatever it was.

You weren’t really a lonely person, preferring to stay inside–enjoying the comfort of your cat and a good song or show as you practiced tattoo flashes on the kit you bought yourself as a birthday present. But you had grown fond of that voice, as strange as it may seem. And you believed he had grown fond of you as well, what with the pet names he had begun referring to you as.

A crackle of that radio made you jump to your feet, which startled your cat. You quickly ducked down to apologize and rub behind his ears before scampering over to the coffee table and crossing your legs as you sat in front of it. You couldn’t help the smile that beamed across your face.

“Little bat,” The voice practically sang. You rested your head on your hands, careful to avoid a fresh piercing you had given yourself earlier in the day. “Sorry, I’ve been quite busy with my duties down here.”

You sighed, a childish grin playing across your face. “I was beginning to think you forgot about me. After all that work I did repairing you.”

“Darling, I would sooner redeem myself in heaven than forget about you.” Your brow quirked at his statement.

“Isn’t heaven like… all sun and happiness and grandeur.”

“You’d be surprised.”

You let the conversation end there. You couldn’t get over that voice of his. Maybe it was the combination of the accent and the filter of the radio over it, but you just knew this demon had to be a handsome one. Though, you had considered the idea of him being some sort of terrifying, eldritch horror. You could probably get behind it, honestly.

You purse your lips in thought, fantasizing about seeing the owner of the voice.

“Why haven’t you told me your name yet?” You asked him. A few seconds passed by.

“How incredibly rude of me!” He announced, and he sounded genuinely upset with himself. “I forgot my manners, I truly never expected this radio to be touched again. I’m Alastor, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“Pleasure’s all mine,” You laughed a bit, playing along with the formality. You reached forward and brushed a settlement of dust near the base of the mesh cover. 

“Hey,” You said slowly. You continued after he responded with a hum of curiosity. “I have a bunch’a books on like… summoning demons. And stuff. Do you know if…” You trailed, hoping that he was catching the idea.

He did catch on, and you heard an amused chuckle. 

“I’ve never thought about it,” Alastor admitted. “I’ve been too busy down here to really care about visiting the human world.” Even through the filter of static, you could tell his curiosity was piqued. And you were suddenly very, very excited.

“Stay here,” You jumped up without a second thought and scampered into your room. You had a cabinet full of small antiques and trinkets, from cute bunny figures to reptile skulls. You gingerly opened a lower drawer, careful not to knock anything over, and rummaged through an old storage of books you didn’t often touch.

While you were in your room, you quickly swiped on basic makeup. There was no way you had time to do a full face, you felt that you were risking it already even putting a little bit on. You teased your hair and threw on a simple outfit, layering some jewelry over it. If you were going to summon a whole-ass demon in your house, you wanted to at least look hot. Obviously.

You hurried out back into your living room. You felt a little nervous as you neared the radio, which had gone quiet. Usually, when Alastor was connected, there was a garble of frequency that announced his presence.

You skimmed your fingers across the mesh and, nearly instantly, he was back. You wondered if he felt any physical connection to the thing. You decided to ask him about it later. You gently picked up the radio and traveled into your basement.

It was the perfect ambience for this type of thing. A bit dreary, empty, cold… You really only used the basement for storage, so the air was thick with dust and stagnant oxygen.

“Okay. I got a couple books on different ways I could go about this. I should have all the candles and salt and stuff…” You flipped through the pages, muttering as you set out different books on methods of evocation that seemed interesting around you, your legs crossed comfortably.

He hadn’t said much since you mentioned summoning him to your realm. You began to wonder if this was a good idea. Were you jumping the gun? Was he actually as interested in you as you were in him? Did he want to see you?

You suppose he noticed the long pause in your mumbling, because he finally spoke. 

“Find anything, (Y/N)?” You smiled at his question. You took that as a good enough sign that he was interested.

“I found some… I just hope one of them works.” Alastor simply hummed in response.

You carefully drew a symbol on the concrete floor, hand dripping with white paint. Your arm was pressed against your chest to keep your stack of necklaces from dragging along the ground you kneeled down on. Your eyes flicked back and forth between your work and the book, trying to make it as perfect as possible.

Alastor hummed a little tune as you laid out the necessary candles. A few white ones dotted the formed circle, for “purification and spiritual protection” the book said. You figured it wouldn’t hurt, just in case Alastor did end up being some hideous monster. You crossed your fingers.

“Okay…” You said slowly, standing up to examine your work. You bent over to pick up the book you followed. You also carefully placed Alastor’s radio in the center of the symbol you drew. “Get ready.”

You read over the words a few times before trying out the chant. 

You must’ve done it just right, because as soon as the words began tumbling from your mouth, a wind manifested and twirled around the circle you had created. Amazingly, the candles remained lit.

The lace on your clothes billowed in the wind, and your hair blew into your eyes. You furrowed your brows in an attempt to stay focused and kept your eyes on the paragraph. You could see that radio slightly glowing out of your peripheral.

A flash of light concluded the chant, and your eyes squeezed shut at the unexpected shine. You had thrown your arm over your head, and carefully began to peek under your elbow as the wind settled.

The candles, save for the white ones, had all gone out and the room smelled heavily of the smoke that curled from the extinguished wicks. And, in the center of the circle, the radio was gone.

And a demon sat in its place.

He was sitting, arms catching himself on the ground and a puzzled look on his face. The transition between realms obviously wasn’t the smoothest ride, but he quickly gained composure and stood up, brushing off his clothes.

The first thing you noticed was how tall he was. How he loomed over you, even from a couple feet away. The next was those piercing, dangerous red eyes of his as he made eye contact with you. And then his lips curled up in a wide, yellow grin.

“A pleasure to finally meet you in person, little bat, quite a pleasure,” He said with a dramatic bow. You were too stunned to speak, simply looking up at him with your mouth agape.

You realized that radio filter over his voice wasn’t exclusive to the radio itself, because his voice cracked with it as he spoke to you. You swallowed your intimidation and stepped towards him. He wasn’t a disgusting tentacle monster, which was awesome. He was actually… incredibly handsome. Lucky you.

“It’s… so good to finally meet you, too,” you said. You reached a hand out towards him. His eyes followed your movement carefully, smile twitching and eyebrows narrowing as he considered your hand.

Your hand was stopped at the edge of the circle he had been summoned in. Some invisible barrier prevented you from getting any closer. You both looked down at your hand, and then back up at each other.

You laughed, breathlessly and nervously. After all that work, you couldn’t even get any closer to him.

“Those candles, (Y/N),” Alastor explained with a teasing grin. You looked down at the white candles that still had their flame. You cursed yourself briefly.

“I was, uh, a little nervous. That’d you’d be, like, you know…”

“A hideous, slimy monster?”

“Yeah.”

Alastor laughed down at you. “My dear…” His voice was suddenly incredibly menacing,  the scratching of his radio-like ambience becoming more aggressive. You felt a cold sweat run down your spine. As fast as the tone changed, though, it was normal again. His voice was light with humor once again. “You have absolutely nothing to worry about!”

You stooped down towards a candle to snuff it, but a quick rap from the demon’s cane halted you. You slowly craned your head up to look at him.

“You wouldn’t want to upset the delicate balance of a seance, my bat,” He said smoothly. “You can fix it next time. I should be going, I wasn’t expecting this… I have some things to do back in Hell.”

Next time, you thought, a tight feeling in your chest. You were incredibly excited at that idea, and it helped you not feel so bad about the short visit from Alastor. You nodded at him before turning around and fishing through the book for a banishment spell.

“I’ll… see you later then,” You said after finding the page. You pressed your hand against the invisible barrier again, to which he followed and pressed his own on the opposite side. You examined those long fingers of his. He smiled down at you. His expression was strange and unreadable.

“Until next time.”