#will solace with vitiligo

[half-shadowgalra]

@bookworm-fangirl1 and @bleep-bloop-boo

Made a few more, imma just leave them here

I love them <333

Original pictures

The reason why there are duplicates of some pictures is because one drawing has blur and the other doesn’t

The one with Leo and Bianca is just a silly of when Leo suggested that one time to just let Nico die :)

I’m gonna take a break from drawing rn

But I CANT WAIT to continue this :3

[thats-a-lot-of-cortisol]

My tablet's almost out of battery so I can't keep working on my Solace sketch page so here's the only drawing that's cooperated with me so far ft. a pinterest t-shirt

[rainbowangel110]

Literally me rn

drawing is so wack. what do you mean there's no stock image to reference of this exact composition i have in my head.

[stressedanime]

concept: will solace with vitiligo who glows brighter through the skin that’s lost its pigment

[moss-the-irishman]

Riordanverse race/nationality headcanons (Main characters and background characters alike)

This may be a very long post, and I’m throwing in little tidbits about appearances, so with no regard to any particular order, strap in:

(Seriously, this is a huge post)

Edit: Changed Luke from just Korean American to mixed Argentinian/Korean American, inspired by @tagthescullion

The Seven (Including Nico and Reyna):

Percy Jackson: Biracial White/Latino, Cuban American (Sally was born in Havana, she had Percy shortly after moving to the US)

Annabeth Chase: Biracial Black/White, Irish/African American (with Swedish, Ghanaian and Polish descent)

Jason (And Thalia, by extension) Grace: White German American (Beryl moved from Germany to the US)

Piper McLean: Native American, Cherokee

Leo Valdez: Latino, Mexican, Born in Texas

Hazel Levesque: Black, African American, New Orleans (1940's French Creole)

Frank Zhang: Chinese Canadian, Vancouver

Nico Di Angelo: White, Italian with Russian descent, 1920’s Venice

Reyna Avila Ramirez Arellano: Latina, Puerto Rican

Camp Half Blood:

Will Solace: Biracial White/Bangladeshi American, Texas

Luke Castellan: Mixed Argentinian/Korean American (Born in the US, May (or Mi-Hee) grew up in a Argentine Korean community in Buenos Aires before she moved to the US and met Hermes)

Malcolm Pace: White with albinism, Scottish, Glasgow

Travis and Connor Stoll: Mixed Scottish and Laotian, Edinburgh (Source: @freddie-77-ao3)(I think in the TV show, they cast two Asian boys as the Stolls, so I've made them Asian)

Alice Miyazawa: Japanese American, Los Angeles

Julia Feingold: White Luxembourger, Luxembourg City

Cecil Markowitz: White Austrian/Northern Irish (Born in Graz, grew up in Belfast since he was two, has dual citizenship)

Katie Gardener: White Scottish, Aberfoyle

Castor and Pollux Vintner: Black, Irish (Pollux is Albino, Castor wasn’t), Donegal

Michael Yew: Mixed Irish and Chinese, Limerick (Granny moved from China)

Lee Fletcher: White Irish, Donegal

Clarisse La Rue: Mixed French/Pakistani American, Arizona (Mother moved from France)

Chris Rodriguez: Afro-Latino, Nicaraguan (Moved to the states when he was seven, lived in the same neighbourhood as Clarisse)

Silena Beauregard: Blasian, African American and Filipino, Mississippi (French descent)

Charles Beckendorf: Black, African American

Jake Mason: White American, Wyoming

Harley Smythe-Davidson: Biracial White/Aboriginal Australian (Source: @freddie-77-ao3)

Nyssa Barrera: Latina, Panamanian, Panama City

Shane O’Doherty: White Irish, Laois

Christopher Chalkevas: White Greek/English (Born in Larissa, moved with his mother to Hackney, London at age five, has dual citizenship)

Clovis Karlsen: Wasian, Welsh (Welsh/Norwegian grandad, Indonesian granny, Source: @ashthenerdtheythem)

Chiara Benvenuti: White Italian, Florence

Alabaster C. Torrington: British Indian, English, Westminster

Lou Ellen Blackstone: Black with vitiligo, British Ghanaian, Birmingham

Drew Tanaka: Japanese American, New York City

Valentina Diaz: Latina, Colombia

Mitchell Singh-Donovan: Mixed Indian and Irish, Cork

Lacy Alfsen: White Danish, Copenhagen

Ethan Nakamura: Japanese, Tokyo

Damien White: White Irish, Northside Dublin

Miranda Gardiner: Vietnamese American, Massachusetts (Distant Irish ancestry)

Billie Ng: Wasian, Irish/Thai Canadian, Toronto (She grew up in Longford till she was seven, then she and her mortal dad moved to Canada)

Sherman Yang: Chinese American, Alaska

Marcus (Mark) Dooley-Wallace: White Irish American, Georgia

Ellis Wakefield: Black, Algerian

Holly and Laurel Victor: Sri Lankan American, Seattle

Meg McCaffery: Wasian, Irish/Vietnamese American

Camp Jupiter:

Dakota Cheshire: Black, Bermudian

Gwendolyn Nunez: Hispanic, Spanish American

Bobby Herrera: Latin American, New Mexico

Lavinia Asimov: White Russian, born in San Francisco

Larry Schumacher: White American, North Carolina

Leila Grunfeld: White American, Colorado

This has been a very exhausting post to make lmao. I gave some of the characters who don’t have canonical surnames my own Hcs for their surnames. Also, I am yet to read through trials of Apollo, so maybe I’ll come later back to add more Roman names to the list.

Tagging my moots that I like to see their opinions for this (as well as the ones I tagged within the list as well):

@aki-bara @ravingcoffeeaddict @ebony-reine-vibes @squiggle3worm @sleep-needer

[jilli-rat2]

My personal pjo headcanons

Vitiligo Grace siblings (can’t change my mind)

Piper’s aesthetic/style changes everyday

Rachel is goblincore/hippie

When Frank is stressed he turns into a cat and kneads dough

Literally everyone has at least 2 piercings

Annabeth and Percy still have their grey streaks and dyes them

Will hates Percy (for reasons)

Leo hates Percy (for no reason)

Piper and Leo go on shopping trips

Will and drew are best friends

Naomi Solace is in a coma

Piper can change her hair length

(Just informed that cats knead when they are happy😅 sorry!)

[herzzgeist]

(I feel like Mariah Carey when right after Halloween, lol🤣)

Anyways, would it be a problem writing a little scenario with fem!reader comforting Law during one of those sleepless night of his? Maybe by kissing the spots where his vitiligo is visible or by tracing the outline of his hands/chest tattoo while reassuring him?

Just pampering and showering him with sweet words and soft cuddles for a stressed captain who neglects himself too much because he "feels" that it's the only way to prevent his crew or his special one from getting into trouble (or worse).

Pairing: Vitiligo Law x fem!reader | Word count: 1.6k | Warnings: none

Synopsis: Nothing but sinister thoughts are the reason for the Captain’s unease. The eery of insomnia shows it’s face, leaving him wandering around the Polar Tang, lost to anxiety. As his significant other, you are determined to find the sore spot and bring solace to that overworking mind. So you let your fingertips do the talking, in hopes to cradle this insomniac to sleep.

A/N: Miri you’re so mellow - I love your mind! Thank you for this beautiful request. So I hope I did your thoughts justice with this one. Have a wonderful day mi amica :3 [click me]

Dividers by cafekitsune ~

Cold. A stinging cold emits onto inked digits as they graze along the submarine’s metallic porthole. The dark blue swims along the thick glass, shimmering in cyan - reflecting on the Captain of Heart’s tired face. Dived into the waters, the Polar Tang weightlessly soars through the ocean’s depths, low hums of motors sounding off omniously.

Insomnia weighs over Law’s shoulders, hence he decided to take a walk through the sub’s corridors instead of cramping up in his office. Battling his inner wars, he counts the matters stuck in his thoughts - poneglyphs, the will, the one piece . . mysteries gnaw his brain, leaving the doctor with a pounding headache. Tense, his palm rubs his sore neck, lifting the hat to slide up stray raven hair strands. Sleep is what he needs, yet isn’t able to comply.

Simply explained, anxiety has Law in a chokehold, constantly afraid of the expected unexpected - such as ambushes, sea kings, turbulences or inconvenient weather circumstances. It all spirals up, worsening his deprivement. However, to know his crew is safe and sound, hearing the soft snores and steady huffs coming from the sleeping quarters, is what keeps the Captain sane, assured to a certain extent.

The water grants him some sort of comfort, seeing it glide by the porthole, the cold colours hypnotizing him - the numb feeling, noise cancelling his ears when diving in it resembling his current state.

“My love, come to bed, it’s almost morning.”, a soft coo tears him out of his train of thought, turning around only to find you standing there in your pyjamas, his woman who rubs her eyes gently from drowsyness. Concerned he asks: “Did you stay awake again because of me?” - “How couldn’t I? I’m worried about you.” Heavy footsteps drag themselves your way and the tall and slightly slouched figure towers over you. Warmth caresses your cheek as you look up at him, feeling his thumb drawing circles over the round of your face. “How many times have I told you not to risk your own health for me?”, Law furrows.

Leaning into his touch, you welcome the affection and sigh in strain: “No matter how many times you tell me, I can’t bear seeing you this upset and overattentive every night.” Gently, you grab his wrist and pull him along, beckoning him to follow you to your shared room. Like an obedient puppy, one that doesn’t like to admit that fact, he goes behind you, his arm being dragged infront of him and taking smaller steps in order not to accidently crush you.

The door creaks open and you practically shove the drained supernova into the room, who knew a slender and thin frame like his is heavier than it appears to be? Perhaps it’s only his stubborn resistance, opting him to buck like a donkey. How troublesome.

Finally he begins to undress, symbolically speaking getting rid of the already mentioned weights on his shoulders, putting aside his royal blue feather coat, vest and jeans, ending up in only his boxers. Hopping onto the mattress, you watch as he flings his fluffy white hat away and cracks his fingers, hearing the tensity in his knuckles. The sound sends shivers down your spine and you whimper painedly. In amusement, Law huffs at your small whince and sinks onto the bed next to you, your body dipping into the plush. “You’re way too sensitive, sweetheart.” - “Says who?”, a deep hum comes your way and you accommodate it with a warm smile.

“I do. I would even write a report on it, signing it with my full concent as a doctor.” - “You’re basically saying I’m mentally unstable! Go away!”, playfully you push against his shoulder, earning a sassy chuckle from Law, who flashes his trademark smirk at you. Shuffling back closer to you, he lets his index hover over your arm and you observe his hand closely, enticed by the black of his embellishment imprinted on his patchy skin. “First you force me to follow you and now you want me gone? I can’t call that stable.”, he jests, but you’re too focused on his hand to counter his remark.

He notices your absentmindedness and lures you further, placing his palm onto the back of your hand and carefully stroking it. Oh how you fall for him and his traps, it’s too easy for him, aware of how much you adore his touch. “Hello? Are you still with me, my heart?”, the mused rumble rips you back to reality and you titter in fluster, apologising for your slip. Your little mannerisms delight the surgeon immensely, enraptured by your carefree and peaceful minded behaviour. Adorable isn’t even close to a suitable description for you.

Mirroring his ministrations, you trace the tattoo on his arm, occasionally glazing over his bleached spots. As if electrified, now he is the one flustered from the sudden tenderness. Soft words reach his ears: “Would it help if you talked about your inner struggles to me? You know, so you can get a shut eye?” Uncertainty plasters over his expression, sweat dropping to your offer. Almost growling, he tracks your fingers that draw along the Vitiligo painted onto him. “I doubt- I’m not sure.”, he corrects deftly before starting his former intentions, earnestly overthinking your question.

“I respect it if you’re not comfortable with it, but promise me you unwind now, here with me. Alright?”, emotions, he didn’t know were exsitent in his system, wash up his mind, listening to your care. Promptly you ask him to lie down and you heave yourself on top, straddling him. Gingerly you ask for his hand once more and he lays his trust in your palm. With light pressure you knead his knuckles, speaking to your lover in whispering manner: “Let me tell you something. Every problem forms into pain somewhere in our bodies. They’re signals to let us know, that we need to work on these topics, or else we’ll suffer even more pain in the future. So tell me, where does it hurt?”

That is a bold statement you delivered, cogs visibly spinning to your vast input, Law raises a brow at you. “Do you truly believe in that shamanic nonesense?” - “Just think about it. All your nerves are connected to your brain, which bears with those struggles. Where do you think the excessive bad energies go?”, if given some thought, your point is fairly taken. The Captain hoists the white flag, accepting whatever you’re up to. He indicates to his hands being caressed, explaining how cramped and taut they feel.

Massaging out the tightness, you inspect every inch of him, bit by bit palpating the sore muscles and sinews. Your nails glaze the jolly roger, flowing down to his next tattoo on the lower arm. From the ticklick sensation, you come to notice a tiny set back, for Law pulls back his arm subtly and muffles a supressed ‘Mhm’ in response. “Ticklish?” - “Not in the slightest.”, his quick retort makes you laugh and you continue your quest of calming that poor soul down.

White pigmentations enhance, what resembles a cog wheel’s black lines, as if an artist went crazy blending colours. Switching to his torso, there you find a strongly heaving ribcage, regular air intake caused by your velvety touches. Your palm weighs onto Law’s stomach, being subtly pushed against, him anticipating your contact.

You visualise the image before you, recognising the man slowly giving in to tiredness, for a yawn escapes him. Law stretches his arms and legs, exhaling deeply and watching you marvel the artwork on his skin. Tracing the grinning face on his sternum, you purr: “I can hear your heart even from here.” - “Wow, what a discovery, (Y/n)-ya.” His response lures a chuckle out of you, presuming your ongoing.

Lowering yourself, pressing your chest onto his, the pounding muscle in his torso competes to yours - both of you are elated, roused from the mellow sensations you gift him. It gives you joy, seeing him relax and loosen up. Divine, is what you think, inching closer to that austere face of his, wanting to kiss those lips until you and him are left drunk and yearning.

Automatically, your hands rustle his sideburns and goatee, flowing along his jaw where the Vitiligo partly shows it’s pale hues. More, Law’s greed longs for more of you, thus he grabs your thighs, lifting you nearer and envelops your cherry like plumpness. Sensual lip-locks elicit a low moan out of you. This dialogue of affection is double-sided, an answer disguised as a satisfied hum returns to your audible rapture. Before he pulls back, his teeth prod your lips playfully, earning a surprised gasp from you.

Resting his palms on the small of your back, steel eyes stare deeply into yours. This is what he fears. Afraid, terrified to lose. These exact moments remind him of how feeble life is. How it could stop on a dime. If fate decides to take you away from him, he wouldn’t know what to do with himself. “Don’t leave me.”, he musters to offer you insight to his worries and you respond with gentle pecks on the corner of his mouth, peppering along the splashes of white. You do not dare form your reassurance in words, but only through actions - simply pressing your forehead against his.

Law wraps his arms around your waist, holding you tight, muscles tensing up again. He craves your embrace, lids shut close and concentrating on your warmth as you guide your fingers through his black hair, fondling the sensitive spot right behind his ear, telling him mutely to disperse the darkness out of his fogging head.

If humans were able to, this is where he’d turn into a purring mess, finally letting go. Content, he drifts off into dream land with you in his arms, never letting you go. In the end, there was a long needed rest for the wicked.

[gay-beanzz]

Disability rep is amazing

If it is done right

Proper research, maybe even talking to someone you know who has the disability (if you do know someone) and even going forth and asking people if they have any advice for how to properly represent things

As a physically and mentally disabled person, I take a lot of solace knowing there is representation out there for my conditions, the issue arises if there are people writing, drawing, etc these characters with little to no research, or even incorrect information

Vitiligo, POTS, and so much more have representation, but have been, and will continue to be, incorrectly represented if people don't do enough research

I might be talking in circles, but I just hope to get my point across.

Even things like undiagnosed chronic pain or migraines. Something where someone doesn't know they have it, or know they do but do not have a diagnosis, but still have to deal with it.

All that to say; please do thorough research before writing a character with disabilities

[ratkingtheory]

'oh percy isn't nicos type but he looks like will hahahah'

EXTREMLY LOUD INCORRECT BUZZER will solace is a beautiful argentinian man with vitiligo and split dye locs that austin and kayla put crystals in and he sunburst scars all over him and his vitiligo looks like stars and he has blue brown heterochromia and a tooth gap and he always smells like hyacinths no matter what

[actual-gremlin]

*slides into frame*

Nigerian Will Solace with a Southern accent for some words but a Nigerian accent for others!!

*slides out of frame*

*slides back into frame*

WITH VITILIGO!

*slides back out of frame*

[half-shadowgalra]

Visiting for Christmas

Will brought Nico home to introduce him to Naomi over the holidays!

Nico was panicking and freaking out over wether Naomi would like him or not

when they met Naomi, she, basically, immediately adopted Nico

After watching manny a Christmas movie, home alone, the grinch, nightmare before Christmas(I stand by this one being a Halloween movie personally, I just think Nico had never watched it before, and Will figured he would like it, and its Christmas-y enough) and a few hallmark movies, Naomi took this selfie of them passed out on the couch

safe to say, Nico is a part of the family now :)

@seagull9111

[sheeiraz]

Michele deprince Biopic: From Orphan to Prima Ballerina

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FAQHow about something like "Grace 

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How did Michele DePrince's early life impact her journey in ballet?

Michele faced tough times early on, like being abandoned and facing discrimination. But dance became her escape. It gave her the strength to keep going, leading to a scholarship at a top ballet academy in the U.S.

What key themes are highlighted in the Michele DePrince biopic?

The biopic focuses on resilience, identity, and the power of art. It tells the story of Michele's growth as an artist. It also explores the emotional side of her childhood.

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Michele is more than a dancer; she's a role model for young women of color in dance. She runs workshops and masterclasses. She teaches about resilience, hard work, and following your dreams.

[bookwormscififan]

Hybrids and Humans, Chapter 14

I Can't Unbreak You, But I Can Try to Fix It

Read on AO3!

Previous chapter

A/N: Jackie finally gets his glass of water, and Mad pours his heart out to Mare.

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Phantom handed Jackie a glass of water, watching as he sniffed the contents of the glass before taking a sip. Leaning back against the counter, he felt his heart start to ache at the sight of this shell of the man he once adored.

There was a hollowness behind Jackie’s eyes, the bright blue dulled by years of torment that Phantom barely understood. One of his ears had the slightest crease to it, folding in proof of years sleeping on hard surfaces. Phantom’s eyes darted to Jackie’s hands, seeing the numerous burn scars across the backs of his palms and the faded scars breaking the vitiligo patterns across his fingers.

“You want to ask about the time we were apart,” Jackie sighed, catching Phantom’s attention as he set his glass down. “I want to tell you, truly, but… I can’t find the words.” He averted his gaze, reaching hesitantly for Phantom’s hand to tangle their fingers together. “I do know that I still love you. I just need you to be patient with me while I figure everything out.”

Phantom lifted his free hand to cup Jackie’s cheek, thumb tracing the line of his eye patches. His eyes darted to Jackie’s lips, telegraphing his intentions, and he waited for Jackie to nod and swallow before leaning in to kiss him.

“I’m not going anywhere,” he whispered against Jackie’s lips, holding his hand tightly. “I’m here for you, and I’m going to hep you figure things out.” Jackie’s lips trembled against his own, fearful tears falling down his cheeks, and Phantom tilted his head to kiss the tears gently.

Leaning forward, Jackie sought out Phantom’s lips again, pressing all of his emotion into the kiss, then pulled away just enough to rest their foreheads together, lifting their joined hands to press to his chest. He could feel Phantom’s breaths against his face, warm and soft, and he leaned into the hand still on his cheek as his free one moved to press against the human’s chest.

“You have been… such a treasure to find again,” he whispered, eyes closed as he felt Phantom’s heart beat under his hand. “In my corrupted stew of memories, your face is the one thing that hasn’t been messed with. The solace in the time I was stuck.” His voice cracked at the last sentence, and his sobs were muffled by Phantom swooping down to kiss him again, untangling their fingers to hold his face with both hands, making his heart swell at feeling the love and passion Phantom was putting into the kiss.

“Let me be that solace again,” he said, barely pulling away from the kiss. “I’m right here for however you need me. I just don’t want you to disappear again.”

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Mad gently set Mare’s glasses down on the bedside table, leaning back to look into Mare’s eyes without the lenses in front of them. Tentatively, he reached out to run his fingers through Mare’s bangs, pushing them back from his forehead and letting his hand run further to hold the back of the human’s head.

They were in the same position from earlier, Mare sitting on the bed with his back against the headboard, hands on Mad’s hips as he sat in his lap, knees either side of Mare’s thighs. One gloved hand sat on Mare’s shoulder, the other behind Mare’s head, and Mad chewed nervously on his bottom lip as his eyes raked down the human’s face to his lips.

“If you want to kiss me, you can,” Mare prompted with a smile, noting how Mad’s eyes darted to his cheeks before returning to his lips. “Mad,” he prompted, squeezing Mad’s hips slightly to get his attention. “Talk to me. What are you thinking about? What’s making you so nervous?”

“I just—” Mad cut himself off, slowly climbing off Mare’s lap to curl up beside him, tail covering his bootless feet. “They took Jackie away from Phantom because he was a hybrid in love with a human. And I feel—I really like you, Mare. I like… this. I just don’t want to get hurt—to get you hurt, because of this.” He let out a soft questioning squeak when Mare’s hand touched his face, turning him to face Mare.

“You,” Mare began quietly, shifting his hand to properly cup Mad’s cheek. “You don’t need to worry, Mad. I’m not going to let them hurt you. If they try to get you, we’ll run away into the woods behind the house, live off the grid. I don’t care about what they think on the other side of that front door. I just want you.”

Mad bit his lip again, looking down at Mare’s lips as he processed his words, cheeks dusting a faint red. “All of this is new to me,” he breathed, lifting a hand to rest over Mare’s on his cheek while the other reached out to brush fingers against the skin under Mare’s eyes.

“We’ll go slow,” Mare replied, making eye contact as he turned his face to kiss the palm of Mad’s hand. “It’s new to me, too, so we’ll learn together. We can stick to kisses for as long as you need.” He smiled when Mad nodded, leaning in to connect their lips again, pulling him close when Mad whimpered slightly.

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@iamvegorott @brokentimewatch @dungeon-dragons-dragons @rattyboyisemo

[whatsorceressisthis]

My OCs generally have some attribute or personality traits that I do (write what you know, yes?).

It isn't just a representation matters thing (I'm plus sized, have vitiligo, and getting diagnosed with Lupus and Ehlers-Danlos, and my husband says I'm a very "feisty little thing"), but also as a way to show self love (and whump, if we're honest).

But yes, as I am obstinate, so is my damn character. Dammit.

My favorite, though, is my Mark character from Solace. He was inspired by a friend that we no longer have with us on this plane, and he is an absolute joy to write...

Being obsessed with your own ocs is so so good for you i seriously can't recommend it enough

[jellywolf]

Annabeth being played by a black girl and seeing so many POC excited about is making so excited about the future characters we'll hopefully get to see. Beckendorf and Ethan. Getting to see Piper, Leo, Hazel, Frank, and Reyna if we get to see Heroes of Olympus adapted. I remember being in the fandom when Heroes of Olympus first came out. I remember the excitement of finally having main poc characters!!!! And it genuinely makes me so happy seeing the poc community celebrating this victory. I hope you guys stay winning 💙

[knoblauchgarten]

Gallery post

Hello, I'm also an artist, but since my art tends to get buried on here, have a small gallery post with some of my works.

Since I'm bad at managing sideblogs, I have the art tags #knobiart and #knobifanart

Image description underneath the cut.

[Image Descriptions

1. An watercolour painting of a green haired gir looking up. A blue circle is around her head filled with bubbles and goldfish swimming around her head. A sea star sticks to her shoulder and she is wearing a star earring. It's a bust portrait so part of her upper body below the circle is visible, she wears a light blue blouse.

2. Will Solace and Nico di Angelo are sleeping and cuddling. Will has his mouth open and an arm wound around Nico. Nico has his face half buried in Will's chest and an arm thrown around him, which is plastered in bandaids.

3. Yoosung Kim and 707 are looking at each other. Their lips are nearly touching and they have their eyes half closed. Seven has an arm thrown around Yoosung’s shoulder.

4. A library scene. A purple-orange rug leads to flight of stairs. Left and right are bookcases. On the left a woman is reading next to side table, on the right is a purple chair. Upstairs sits a black cat. On the right side, another staircase leads further up, on the left is another bookshelf with a woman reaching up to the books. Some pictures hang on the wall behind.

5. A picture of black woman with purple hhair in an half-up-half down with two buns on top. She wears Gothic Lolita style fashion, bows in her hair and black lipstick. Everything in black and purple. She is shown until her midthighs, with her hands interwined in front of her body. A black flowy frame surrounds her.

6. AN ink drawing. The drawing is framed by curtains before a brickwall. In the center is coffin with an old womans siting upright in it. Before the coffin lounges a young man, on his left are three bloodbags. The flooring is made out of wood, in the bottom left corner are three roses.

7. a wood scene. A Black is fairy is sitting on a wooden swing with her eyes closed. She has green curls and wears toadstool hat. On her skin are stony parts resembling vitiligo. She wears a white dress with a green corset and white socks. Next to her are mushrooms admiring her

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