Butterflies drawings

r/drawing: reddit's refrigerator door

2009.03.30 05:20 kaehyu r/drawing: reddit's refrigerator door

Drawing is the act of making marks on a substrate by moving something across it. Discussion, technique, gear, and all kinds of artwork are welcome. Make yourself at home!

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2011.08.01 15:18 Miyabe Butterflies: Flying Colors

A subreddit community completely and wholeheartedly devoted to the beauty and wonder of the interesting and amazing lives that the complex process of metamorphosis provides for all of us humans in the fantastic colorful creations called butterflies! This is a subreddit community to share photos and news stories about butterflies.

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2014.08.02 01:54 Waddles77 Star vs. The Forces of Evil

Welcome to the Star VS the Forces of Evil subreddit. The show ended in May 2019, but that doesn't mean the fun is over! You might be a brand-new fan looking for a show that's a little weird and wild, or maybe you're an old fan still lurking around because you aren't ready to say goodbye to our beloved show. Either way, you're welcome here!

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2024.05.21 19:58 Sabaroo [HIRING] Looking for realistic artwork for front and back book cover (budget is £300-400)

Hi!
I'm looking for an artist to do some realistic drawings for a front and back book cover.
The front cover will feature an apple, but it will be pretty dark. The key is the lighting with this one. Imagine a door that's slightly open, the light coming in from that will be the primary light source. There will be a kitchen knife too that could provide a glint, but I'm not majorly fussed on that.
The back cover will feature a flower and I'd want a melting effect on some petals. This one will be brighter though, just a white background. I would also like to have a melting effect into some text but that's negligible. If anyone can help with that, though, would be amazing!
The main colour palette will be black, white and red.
There's potential for two other pieces too - featuring butterflies. They'll be in the book, just not on the cover. I'd budget an extra £100 or so for those. So if the above doesn't take your fancy, but this might, let me know!
The budget isn't a hard limit, but it would be ideal.

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2024.05.21 19:12 Natural_Mark4978 [bc] NIPT test is inconclusive

I’m not sure what is wrong with my blood draw. I got my first blood draw from Harmony for NIPT testing in week 10 and it came out inconclusive after waiting for 2 weeks for it. I was furious and they issued me a refund for it. Then I went to try LifeLabs NIPT blood draw before turning week 13. Then today I got the results as inconclusive again. I need a redraw again. It’s making me super anxious if anything is wrong with the baby. It happened twice with two different providers!
Edit: A comment in NIPT sub made my day and thank you to all the wonderful women who answered my questions.
Reasons she noted: I had two inconclusive results with Natera at 11 weeks and 13 weeks. I was told mine were inconclusive due to a variety of reasons: I'm carrying twins, my fetal fraction was too low (both times they were less than 4%), my BMI was a little too high, and because in the second draw they used a butterfly needle. Did anyone refer you to a genetic counselor to talk about the results?
OP comment: I used butterfly for both tests but not the third one. BMI is high for me. I’m overweight. I think the two reasons give me positivity and hope that my third one is going to work out well ❤️

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2024.05.21 18:33 Rainbonyte found the ame alt

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2024.05.21 17:35 FerrymanOfNight [Re-Intro] Micah Di Santis - Never challenge Death to a pillow fight!

Unless you are ready to handle the reaper cushions.

The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.
― Mark Twain

general information	additional information

name: Micah Di Santis	preferred name: Myka, Mike
d.o.b.: 10 June 20XX	age: 16
nationality: Sicilian	hometown: Sicily, Italy
gender identity: cis-male	gender expression: male
sexual orientation: Undecided	preferred pronouns: he / him / his

Half-blood- and non-half-blood-related conundrums: ADHD (attention deficiency and hyperactivity disorder), Dyslexia

relation	name/s	age	relationship

divine parent	Charon, The Ferryman	old	Micah still has no idea what to think about his dad. Speaking with him during the visit to Olympus did nothing to clear things up. The man, or was it immortal, was blunt and yet, his son's opinion of him was still up in the air, though leaning more to the positive side. At least Micah has the connections to get himself an admittedly fantastic tailored suit.
mortal parent	???	???	Micah has no idea who his biological mother is. The only reason he knew who his father was before he came to camp was because the spirits told him.
mortal adoptive parent	Maria Di Santis	32 years old	If Marco was a saint then Maria was a saintess through and through. Everything she did, she did with someone else in mind. From the day she adopted Micah to the moment Marco died, Micah did not see her cry for herself at all. She'd cry when a little boy got hurt and would offer help or cry when she saw a cat get kicked by some drunk douchebag.
mortal adoptive parent	Vincino (Vinny) Bertelli	37 years old	Vincino is an absurdly rich man who was born and raised in Sicily. He found Maira through her singing on the side of the road to raise money for Micah's trip to the US. He offered to take her in because he liked her and sponsored Micah's trip by giving him some money and a ticket onto a transatlantic cruise ship headed to New York City. All things considered, he's a kind and considerate man who loves Maria.
adoptive brother	Marco Di Santis	~~14 years old~~, Deceased	Marco Di Santis was a saint. Ever since he learned the word 'kindness', he was absorbed and defined by it. He loved seeing the smiles bloom on people's faces when he shared some bread or helped them with something but what he truly loved more than anything else was sailing and playing the piano. He was handsome beyond reason, having pale blonde hair and clear blue eyes, though he never had a chance to grow into it fully.
dead guy	Chris	~~16 years old~~, Deceased	Like Marco, Chris is one big ball of sunshine. The only difference is he's a ghost. Micah met Chris on the cruise he stowed away on to get to the US and the ghost promptly joined him, though reluctantly because he was watching over his parents and little brother, due to finding him interesting. Like Marco, Chris is handsome though he had more time to grow into his looks. Framed by golden hair and chocolate brown eyes, Micah wouldn't have doubted it if the boy was very popular during his living days.
friend	Willow 'Will' Crest	16 years old	One of the more laid-back campers Micah had met, Willow became something of a friend to the son of Charon, though they started off more as discussion partners than anything else. And besides, being chill-buddies is pretty fun on its own. Who knows where things can go from there?
friend	Rachel 'Rocky' Williams	17 years old	Rocky was one of the first people Micah met upon arriving at camp and her enthusiasm, uncharacteristic for a child of a chthonic god, immediately made her stand out. Though he genuinely has no idea what goes through Rocky's head, Micah considers them close, and okay, maybe he has a minuscule crush on her.
friend/former cabin-mate	Ramona Herrera	16 years old	Being another camper who met Micah's criteria for friendship (i.e. Be chill and relax), Ramona is someone who Micah doesn't know too much about. Much like Kit, who Micah has seen around camp and the Hermes Cabin, she is a mystery to him. Though he does enjoy trying to spot which corner she's hiding in at any given camp gathering.
acquaintance (?)	Mathew Knight	15 years old	Matt is, as far as friendship is concerned, a work-in-progress. Micah's father had recommended getting to know the son of Hades and though he'd lost himself in school shortly after, Micah had made introductions.

appearance

faceclaim	height	weight	hair	eyes	skin

FC, Art by Charlie Bowater	5’11”	Doesn't care	Black	Amber, fiery like gold	Lightly tanned, peppered with a few more recent thin scars from his time at camp

description: Micah is a fairly restrained person when it comes to clothes. Usually, he'd only grab a long-sleeved shirt and some jeans, feeling content. Most of his clothing is fairly average, what with them being of all sorts of muted colors and sorts of clothing. He isn't used to expressing himself whether it is though clothing or other methods.
equipment:

Folding Knife; The cleaver-shaped folding knife was a present from his brother and Micah has taken to using it for almost everything in his day to day. When his mother fell ill after Marco's death, Micah had to scrub the docks, cut rope to secure the boats, and even got to work on some boats during outings for extra cash. The knife became like a lifeline, being used for everything he had to do.
Bead Necklace; Micah has been at camp for a year now.
Monster Directory; Over the years, Micah has seen one or two monsters in their undisguised forms and has taken to keeping note of them by drawing them in as great a detail as he can remember in a separate notebook from the rest of his drawings while also making notes of tactics that worked against them.
Sketchbook; Ever since he started drawing, Micah has had a good amount of sketchbooks, most of which he donated to orphanages in Sicily for the little kids to enjoy the drawings if they weren't destroyed by seawater or other kids. After he donated his last one with a few pages blank at the end, he got himself a new book, this one being leather-bound and practically a blank slate. He's glad to have an abundance of space to draw as his story unfolds.
Art Supplies; A good amount of colored and uncolored pencils, all in different states of use, either dull or sharp, long or short, and an eraser in a dark brown leather box.
Satchel; The over-the-shoulder bag Micah carries around with all of his items. It's nothing special, just an olive green bag with a good amount of compartments and space.
Throwing Knife Bandolier; Micah's choice of weapon, the bandolier he carries is easy to hide under civilian clothes, fast to access, and easy to use. The knives are of standard make and easily replaceable with others from the armory, though Micah tends to clean and sharpen them himself after each use.

abilities:
* – modmailed / custom

godrent domain powers:

a) Dead Communication; Ever since his close brush with death, Micah's powers surged. His father's connection to spirits and those who have died became his and as such he can now see and communicate with the spirits of the dead. They have been his only source of information on his father. He likes to build a network of spirits whenever he goes somewhere new so he can gather information as fast as possible.
b) Shadow Camouflage; From a fairly young age, Micah wasn't much of a social butterfly. Most of the time, he felt most comfortable in a shadowy nook where the lines of his body would be broken by shadows, using the ability unconsciously. After his near-death experience, Micah became more aware of his ability to hide in shadows and learned to use it more effectively than before.
c) Shadow Travel\;* After an unknowably long amount of time spent in Hades, Micah's father, Charon, was aligned with the underworld to which he led the souls of the dead. Similarly, Micah has inherited the ability to travel through shadows in short or long-range teleports.

godrent minor powers:

a) River Step\;* The connection with the River Styx flows through Micah's veins as much as it does through his father's. The ability this connection granted him was the ability to walk on water, as long as there is no significant shift to the water, such as large waves.
b) Death Buff\;* Being a servant of the God of the Dead, it only makes sense that Charon would draw his own power from his master. As such, Micah has inherited a trait where he becomes stronger when around children of other deities of death, such as Hades, Melinoe, Zagreus, the Oneiroi, etc.
c) Aura of the Harbinger\;* Being a multifaceted deity, Charon passed down his multifacetedness in the form of an aura ability. Micah has the ability to project an aura with two opposite effects that work on separate targets. A calming effect affects any spirits within the aura while an imposing effect like that of Children of Hades affects living beings within the aura's range.

godrent major powers:

a) Major Watercraft Manipulation\;* Being known as the Ferryman of the Dead, it only makes sense for Charon, and Micah by extension, to have dominion over watercraft. Micah's control over watercraft was one of the first powers he discovered and the power that is most intertwined with him in his entirety. He has inherited the ability to gain absolute control over any and all watercraft down to the rigging and ropes.

skillset

Over the years, Micah has picked up a good variety of skills, including fishing and rope work. Still, there have been a great many learning experiences for the boy on the streets of Sicily. Free running came as a given to any child of below-average means in Sicily but Micah was significantly worse than most thanks to a leg injury he got at the age of thirteen. Drawing was the only real luxury he had during his time when he wasn't working. A young lady from a carnival that was passing through taught him how to use throwing knives after he helped her find her way around the city. He learned ballet by watching, sitting for hours outside a studio every day for weeks until he'd gotten good enough to practice independently, which led to his interest in gymnastics. One of the older neighborhood boys took to teaching Micah, his brother, and the other kids how to read and write in English. Micah's adoptive mother insisted on teaching him how to speak English from a young age. Now, he can speak English with a barely noticeable Sicilian accent.
personality
Micah is about as quiet as you'd expect from a Chthonic kid. That isn't to say that he is particularly serious or brooding, in fact, even when he's upset, he rarely does either. He mainly remains silent because he isn't particularly talented at talking. His reactions to most things tend to be a bit muted unless something is especially funny or angering. Any of the kids that liked him or trusted him in Sicily did so because they understood that when it was needed, Micah would talk as much as was needed and would do what needed to be done to keep everyone safe.
Fatal Flaw; Vengefulness
backstory
Micah's past year at camp had been simultaneously the most relaxing and confusing year of his life. There had been a unfamiliarity that Micah had with anything to do with relaxation or really anything but working that had slowly melted away. He'd made friends and discovered passions that might have otherwise gone ignored for the rest of his life (Art was definitely one of those).
So, when school started to take over his time, Micah barely gave it any thought, settling back into his old work mentality, though now focused on mental instead of physical labor. Before he knew it, it was summer, school was out, and he was back at the start, not knowing how to get himself to relax.
now
Micah stared at the ground around the Range target blankly, the celestial bronze knives scattered around it refracting light. He was jolted out of his mental haze when a camper a few rows down yelled at him for standing in front of the target for so long. Quickly finishing up gathering his throwing knives, Micah slotted them into his bandolier and left the Range.
For a while, he just walked, until he reached the pier. Boats had been a constant of Micah's life before coming to camp and when he was really out of it or off his rocker, the son of Charon liked to settle at the camp pier and imagine what sort of sea vessel he'd design for himself. Aesthetics might not have mattered to everyone but to Micah, they did. The ship would have to look as good as it sailed.
Now, he fell onto his back in the sand a few meters from the pier and stared up at the sky. Barely any clouds. Gods that was boring.
(Credit to u/FireyRage for the amazing intro format.)

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2024.05.21 16:34 Leigha11 Should I wait on Prednisone?

Hey guys,
I've been diagnosed with Rheumatoid arthritis and Sjogrens.
I developed the butterfly rash on Saturday.
I have a blood draw today.
Should I wait until after to take prednisone? I read it can effect your labs.
Thanks so much for the help.
My hands & wrists hurt so much. My posts keep getting removed from the other lupu site. A little humanity goes a long way when someone is sick.

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2024.05.21 13:49 Cerebral_Kortix Fujimaru Ritsuka is Completely Insane - A Full Analysis

**Fujimaru Ritsuka, the Last Master of Humanity, Enemy of the Crypters, Ammo of the Black Barrel, Feller of Goetia... is batshit insane.
Let me explain.
...

Lack of Basic Understanding of Causality

Fujimaru's bizzare tendencies show up from the very beginning of FGO. According to the game, he joins Chaldea after seeing a poster and deciding to take the job on a whim.
However, Chaldea is in Antartica. The implication is thus that Fujimaru abandoned his family, abandoned his life, abandoned everything he'd ever known and loved, to go to Antartica for a job that he had no idea what was, with zero guarantee of getting the job, with no certainty of a return trip-
On a whim.
Immediately after this, while getting lectured by his potential boss, being told everything he needs to know to pass the entry test, he decides now would be a perfect time to take a nap. Understandably, his boss is miffed by the new intern with zero experience taking a nap right in front of her while she's explaining the most important part of their job, and she decides to fire him.
Fujimaru reacts to this with... nothing. He's a little concerned and stressed per his dialogues, but you'd think he'd be significantly more horrified about needing to walk back home through the Antarticas or join an oil mine at the bottom of Chaldea. Instead, he just... chills with the doctor?
When he finds out Chaldea is on fire and even all the skilled, significantly better Masters than him are dead, his reaction isn't terror or fear. Instead, he remembers a girl he talked to ONCE, and immediately rushes over to the literal origin site of the fire to check if she's alright. Then he sees that she's buried under a building. As a regular guy, he has no prospects of saving her. And the longer he stays, the lower his chances of survival get. His response?
Ignore everything to hold her hand and stay there till no hope of getting out remains.
Presumably CHALDEAS itself is impressed by what is either the tremendous love of Ciel-lookalikes or the complete lack of basic understanding of consequence in this man, and it sends him to Fuyuki presumably in hopes to unite him with fellow madman Shirou so that their collective insanity can open a path to the Root or something.
...

What's Self-Preservation? Can I eat it?

Fujimaru is teleported to a hotter fire surrounded by skeleton upon skeleton. Fortunately, the girl he held hands with turned into super servant Galahad. She can protect hi-
Ritsuka why the hell are you throwing yourself into danger when you have a LITERAL SHIELD at your side?
No Fujimaru do not sacrifice yourself trying to protect someone WHO LITERALLY WEARS ARMOUR AND HAS A SHIELD!
Fujimaru taking a page from the book of Shirou Emiya has a violent martyr complex and nearly dies dooming all humanity in the first twenty minutes of the game. Very fortunately, Cu Chulainn notices this and not wanting to be outdone by someone else dying before him, saves the day.
Ritsuka later proceeds to instantly grasp the concept of Shadow Summoning and turn it into his technique which further raises the question of if brain damage in the Nasuverse just lends you power somehow when we consider the strongest techniques in the series:

Unlimited Bladeworks (manifested by swordtism)
Tsubame Guashi (manifested by fightingtism)
Strong Punch (manifested by Soujuuro)

Ritsuka then acts normal for some time till we reach the end of Singularity-F. He finds out about the END OF HUMANITY.
He is somehow barely fazed by this and determines to save it all himself. This random chump with no mage skills, no Master experience, nothing at all, is entirely confident. This is presumably the true reason why Servants keep being summoned - not by Mash's roundtable shield - but because Fujimaru's balls are just so big they've developed their own gravitational fields and draw in Servants from the Throne like a blackhole.
...

Psychopathy in the Singularities

Fujimaru Ritsuka, Humanity's Last Asylum Escapee, then goes to Orleans, sees several thousand dragons, ignores the terror of that sight, murders a fanfiction OC, murders his way through Septem without going insane in the process despite interacting with Nero, and finally we reach the madness that is Fujimaru in Okeanos.
Fujimaru in Okeanos:

Volunteers to race against HERACLES
He WINS this race against HERACLES
He, a completely inexperienced magus, fights a woman WHO HAS SINGLE-HANDEDLY KILLED POSEIDON AND IS BEING POWERED BY A HOLY GRAIL and wins?????
Fujimaru also wouldn't have full understanding of Shadow Summoning at this point, so the implication is that Fujimaru just half-assed it and then made up the difference by fistfighting her? What sort of gym is this kid going to?

We continue on to London. Fujimaru sees a Goddess, the human equivalent of a God, a fragment of Amaterasu, one of the Heavenly Kings, all back to back and is completely uninterested.
He trusts Mordred, literally known as the Knight of Treachery and Jekyll whose best known myth is him pretending to be another person to get out of the consequences of his desire to be evil and betray all his friends.
From this we conclude Fujimaru Ritsuka has no understanding of basic human minds and operates on some greater level of humanity known only to him and Soujuuro.

Train him wrong as a joke? Wait, we were supposed to train him?

Fujimaru walks across the entirety of America on foot in less than a month. In Lord of the Rings, this took over a year. Now, this wouldn't be surprising for a mage. They can boost their physical capabilities so-
What do you mean Fujimaru doesn't know how to enhance his body?
Yeah, as it turns out, contrary to a number of doujins and... basic expectations, not a single person taught Fujimaru Ritsuka, Last Master of Humanity, the guy on whom the entire world depends, basic f***ing magecraft. You know, Da Vinci, maybe some things are more important than making fun of Romani for liking Vtubers? Maybe you could have taught the kid literally the most important fundamental to keeping up with Servants?
This is shown in Lostbelt 1 where Kadoc is surprised that Fujimaru can't enhance his eyes before Fujimaru reveals that he doesn't know anything about enhancement at all, which is... C'mon, Paracelsus, Avicebron, Circe, Medea, they're all literally part of the team. Did not one of them consider "huh, I wonder if I should teach the Last Master of Humanity, the guy on whom ALL HUMANITY DEPENDS, magecraft?"
Shirou was trained wrong. Ritsuka? Somehow Chaldean staff are even more negligent than Kiritsugu. He wasn't trained at all!
...

Fujimaru tells God to eat Shit

Fujimaru goes to Camelot. He's almost normal for most of it besides a tad too deep sense of social justice shared by Mash.
Then he confronts the Lion King. The Lion King who could smite him with a single thought. The Lion King who wields the Pillar of the World. He looks at her, this terrifying force of nature, an actual divinity, God to mortal.
...And he tells her she's a dumbass.
"Humans aren't butterflies you can put on a board!" says Fujimaru Ritsuka, having for unknown reason decided to try to refute a GOD. And flabbergastingly, this works as Lion King takes brain damage presumably from the sheer bafflement that a child with no special abilities is talking down to her, causing her to go berserk and lose when Bedivere activates his Bitch-Slap Airgetlam.
...
Then he goes to Ancient Uruk/Babylonia/I still have no clue where this is. He meets Gilgamesh, King of Heroes, several tiers beyond what Fujimaru will ever be.
"I'm going to skip the line to talk shit to you and ask you to join me," decides Ritsuka. Gilgamesh, unimpressed tries to make him do housework. Fujimaru reveals that in addition to being Humanity's Last Master, he's Humanity's Last Housewife and perfectly does everything till Gil is forced to respect his impressive janitorial skills and they go off to Literal Hell together.
Fujimaru's insanity then makes him befriend several people he shouldn't including:

God known for betraying everyone she knew (Ishtar)
God trying to kill them (Gorgon Lily )
Other God trying to kill them (Jaguar)
the Grim Reaper (King Hassan)
The Grim Reaper if it was an anime Waifu (Ereshkigal)
Merlin, who if you've studied Arthurian mythos, you know is the LITERAL ANTICHRIST.

Somehow, he gets all of these to work together including mortal enemies Gilgamesh and Ishtar, and inspires King Hassan to give up his Grand title to become a different Grand- a Grandfather.
Fujimaru Ritsuka fights with Lucha Wrestler God trying to kill him by attempting to... suicide tackle her by being air dropped for some reason instead of just breaking the damn magic stone powering her because Fujimaru has offscreen developed telepathy and knows exactly what Lucha Goddess wants.
Having befriended a fourth god trying to kill them, they go to befriend Mom by beating her to death. The gang cheers as they succeed and Waifu Grim Reaper is outed as a tsundere.
...

Coughing Baby vs Omnipotent King of Seventy Two Demon Gods (the baby wins)

Fujimaru goes to outer space. He meets unsurmountable odds. Seventy-two immortal Demon Gods. His reaction?
"Nah, I'd Summon."
Fujimaru transforms the game into a Kingdom Hearts story as the bonds he formed along the way act as a catalyst to summon EVERY SINGLE SERVANT IN THE THRONE to fight for his ass. Goetia screams like a baby as Fujimaru performs the ultimate JJK beatdown by calling in every damn person to ever do anything of note to kick Goetia in the balls through the sheer overwhelming power of friendship.
Goetia reveals himself to be a fraud and pulls "with this treasure I summon Ars Almadel Salmonis: The Time of Birth Has Come, He Is the One Who Masters All!"
Fujimaru calls in additional support from Archetype Eggplants to block an attack that destroyed seven humanities. Following this, he calls in Goetia's dad to put his omnipotence on timeout.
Then, Fujimaru Ritsuka, this untrained regular human with zero enhancement skills, solos Goetia with a Shield he's never used, beating him in a straight boxing match.
Combined with the Francis Drake thing, it makes me wonder if he's secretly the FGO version of Soujuuro.

Conclusion

You liars told me he was a regular ordinary human and the most boring Type-Moon protagonist with no mental problems like the rest.
What the hell did you mean? I have never met a man more on the spectrum, insane, off the walls, unhinged, bonkers and genuinely weird than this guy.
How did I let myself be fooled? He's a Type Moon protagonist! It should have been obvious from the get go!

Fujimaru Ritsuka is Completely Insane.

FIN.

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2024.05.21 12:18 Korvinagor Circle of Transience: A Death Positive Druid Subclass Guide foes to their final resting place with a smile, and wield the fleeting vitality of the natural world.

Circle of Transience: A Death Positive Druid Subclass Guide foes to their final resting place with a smile, and wield the fleeting vitality of the natural world.

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2024.05.21 12:16 Korvinagor Circle of Transience: A Death Positive Druid Subclass Guide foes to their final resting place with a smile, and wield the fleeting vitality of the natural world.

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2024.05.21 10:29 adulting4kids More Emotion Prompts

Sonder: The protagonist, while people-watching in a crowded city square, experiences a profound sonder moment, realizing the intricate stories of those around them.
Énouement: On their 30th birthday, the protagonist reflects on the énouement of their life, pondering the unexpected twists and turns that led them to this moment.
Chrysalism: During a cozy thunderstorm, the protagonist finds solace in their home, reveling in the chrysalism of raindrops tapping on the window.
Monachopsis: Attending a high-society event, the protagonist, feeling out of place, grapples with monachopsis in a sea of unfamiliar faces.
Liberosis: After a life-changing event, the protagonist embraces liberosis, letting go of trivial concerns and embarking on a minimalist lifestyle.
Vellichor: Exploring an old, dusty library, the protagonist inhales the vellichor of aged books, each telling a story of bygone eras.
Anecdoche: In the midst of a lively party, the protagonist engages in an anecdoche, trying to share a personal story amid the chaotic chatter.
Jouska: The protagonist engages in a silent jouska, rehearsing a conversation with a loved one that they never have the courage to voice.
Nighthawk: Alone in their thoughts during a sleepless night, the protagonist experiences nighthawk, contemplating the choices that brought them to this insomnia.
Occhiolism: Gazing at the vast night sky, the protagonist grapples with occhiolism, feeling infinitesimally small in the grand cosmos.
Lachesism: The protagonist, seeking a thrill, faces lachesism head-on by participating in extreme sports, craving the adrenaline rush.
Rubatosis: During a moment of anxiety, the protagonist becomes acutely aware of their own heartbeat, experiencing rubatosis in a tense situation.
Exulansis: Unable to convey a deeply personal experience, the protagonist faces exulansis, resigning to the solitude of their unshared story.
Sonderlust: Inspired by wanderlust, the protagonist embraces sonderlust, setting off on a journey to explore diverse cultures and connect with strangers.
Limerence: The protagonist, captivated by someone new, grapples with the intoxicating effects of limerence, navigating the complexities of infatuation.
Altschmerz: The protagonist, burdened by the weight of recurring issues, confronts altschmerz and seeks a new perspective on long-standing challenges.
Chiasmus: Engaging in a heated debate, the protagonist skillfully uses chiasmus to convey a powerful argument, leaving their opponent speechless.
Hiraeth: Visiting their childhood home after years away, the protagonist experiences hiraeth, longing for the simplicity of bygone days.
Xenization: Immersed in a foreign land, the protagonist grapples with xenization, navigating cultural differences and seeking a sense of belonging.
Petrichor: Walking through a rejuvenated forest after a rainstorm, the protagonist relishes in the petrichor, a reminder of nature's resilience.
Ineffable: Confronted with an indescribable beauty, the protagonist struggles with ineffable emotions, unable to capture the experience in words.
Resfeber: As they prepare for a significant journey, the protagonist feels resfeber, a mix of nervousness and excitement, anticipating the unknown.
Avenoir: Reflecting on a lost love, the protagonist yearns for avenoir, a glimpse into an alternate future where the relationship flourished.
Adronitis: Attending a crowded party, the protagonist experiences adronitis, the frustration of struggling to connect with others in the social chaos.
Chrysoprase: Discovering a hidden gem, the protagonist feels chrysoprase, an unexpected surge of joy and delight in the midst of daily life.
Fernweh: Looking at a world map, the protagonist succumbs to fernweh, a deep desire to explore distant lands and experience the unknown.
Zephyr: Standing on a cliff overlooking the ocean, the protagonist feels the gentle zephyr, contemplating the ephemeral nature of life.
Torschlusspanik: Approaching a significant life milestone, the protagonist grapples with torschlusspanik, fearing the narrowing of opportunities as time passes.
Cavil: Engaging in a philosophical discussion, the protagonist delights in cavil, exploring nuanced arguments and challenging conventional wisdom.
Mamihlapinatapai: Locked in a prolonged gaze with a potential romantic interest, the protagonist experiences mamihlapinatapai, the silent communication of mutual desire.
Nefelibata: The protagonist, lost in creative pursuits, embraces nefelibata, living in the clouds of their imagination and artistic expression.
Ubuntu: Faced with a communal challenge, the protagonist draws strength from ubuntu, a sense of shared humanity and collective support.
Boketto: Staring out of a window, the protagonist engages in boketto, lost in contemplation and daydreaming.
Hygge: Creating a cozy reading nook, the protagonist immerses themselves in hygge, finding comfort and contentment in simple pleasures.
Amae: Seeking reassurance, the protagonist experiences amae, leaning on loved ones for emotional support and connection.
Ukiyo: The protagonist, embracing a carefree lifestyle, embodies ukiyo, reveling in the fleeting pleasures of the present moment.
Sankofa: Confronted with personal growth, the protagonist embraces sankofa, learning from past experiences to shape a brighter future.
La douleur exquise: Receiving an unrequited love letter, the protagonist grapples with la douleur exquise, the exquisite pain of wanting someone unattainable.
Mudita: Witnessing a friend's success, the protagonist feels mudita, genuine joy and celebration for the happiness of others.
Yūgen: In a moment of deep introspection, the protagonist senses yūgen, an awareness of profound beauty and mystery in the universe.
Ikinokori: Surviving a life-threatening situation, the protagonist feels ikinokori, a heightened appreciation for the gift of life.
Ephemeral: Observing a butterfly's brief existence, the protagonist reflects on the ephemeral nature of beauty and life.
Thalassophile: Standing on a serene beach, the protagonist embraces their thalassophile nature, finding solace and connection with the sea.
Psithurism: Camping in a peaceful forest, the protagonist listens to the soothing psithurism of leaves rustling in the wind.
Obfuscate: Navigating a complex political situation, the protagonist strategically uses obfuscation to protect vital information.

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2024.05.21 06:07 Gold-Butterfly-1638 Crush or platonic infatuation

There was a guy I liked, me (17 F) him (16 M). The way I knew about it was through my friend who had a huge crush on him after a trip to Europe. They got close and, before I realized I liked him, they started dating, when I realized I did have feelings for him I didn’t know this. Normally I would never go for a guy my friend liked, but he was just such an attractive person, he was the prime definition of a social butterfly. Always getting along with everyone and drawing everyone in, I was a moth to a bright flame. I go months with this infatuation, until I go on a trip with my friend who introduced me to him, and I found out they dated (him being her first relationship) and that he is interested in someone else. I had my suspicions on who it was and it was confirmed prom night, when I see him and his crush slow dancing together. At first I felt a pang in my chest and felt like crying, yet the more I watched them I couldn’t help but smile. They were so cute together and I could tell how much they liked each other, I found myself rooting for them. My question is, did I even like him romantically in the first place? Or did I just want to be his friend? I know I wanted to be a part of his life somehow, but was that as his life partner or as a friend?

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2024.05.21 04:19 FakeFicwriter "Halfway to the end of C2, hang tight" -Ryaine

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Ryaine then call the team to continue on their journey, now going West for their next checkpoint.
“Well thanks for the story Kabbu”
“You’re welcome”
“It was inspiring but also a bit tragic, hope you doing well”
“Don’t worry, it’s all in the past, we should just continue on our own journey”
“*grumble* My song is definitely better than that story”
“Ryaine, how much more walking we have to do, I feel like we have been walking for hours and hours”
“Vi, we just rested 5 minutes ago”
“I know but we have been in the Forsaken land for what feels like days, where are we even going anyway”
“Vi, we are going to the next checkpoint, it won’t be long, just half time we take to get to that resting spot”
“Checkpoints?”
“For easier navigation, I set up checkpoints in our path like the ones we were at, it’s set up as a flagpole in a middle of nowhere”
“How many more checkpoints we have to go...”
“There are three checkpoints, we just went by the first one so just two more”
“ARRGH!!! WHY DID I SIGN UP FOR THIS”
“Don’t be such a whiny bee Vi”
“I have an idea, how about we all play some trivia games about each other while we are on our journey”
“Sure”
“Ok”
“Yeah”
“Sounds fun”
“I will win this”
“Don’t worry Mothiva”
“Well… I guess…”
“Great, then how about we start with some trivia about the past of our own species”
“What do you mean by that”
“Like before we become sentient and live longer”
“For example...”
“Did you know, honeybees like Vi once use the movement of their body to communicate, in shorter terms, bees used to dance to speak with other bees”
“Vi, are you good with dancing?”
“No... well I never try to”
“You should try it sometimes”
“And teach us some moves”
“Kabbu, Leif, Gen, Eri, I doubt I can’t teach you any moves, I hardly dance, the last time I did was like when I was very young”
“I imagine Vi would probably be good at ballet or tango...”
“Uhh what is ballet or tango”
“Dance styles, something the trivia book says, not sure what they are supposed to be”
“Trivia book?”
“It’s a book that contain a lot of facts, trivia and cultures from around the world, at least that’s what the book says, I got it from Ryaine”
“Huh, can I see it”
“Sure”
Vi checks out the trivia book, she is unable to read it.
“What language is this written in, I can’t read it at all, Leif, can you read this”
“…Nope, this isn’t Bugnish nor Roach dialect, it’s another language entirely”
“Huh, Ryaine, do you know what kind of language is this written in”
“It’s written in the Common English, it’s the language the people from the Westland uses”
“So then… do you understand them”
“I am not really sure, it’s been more than 5 years since I used the language, I am already very rusty at that point”
“Say, that looks like a moth, what does that writing says”
“it says “Moths are nocturnal insects, which mean they are more active at night than day, this is also why their wings are commonly more dull than butterflies that are diurnal” end of sentence”
“Well that explains why Leif is very awake at nighttime”
“My wings are not dull, this book is a disgrace”
“Mothiva, your wings are fine, they’re not dull”
“Huh there is some writing beside a wasp picture”
“That says “Bees evolve from Wasp after they become accustomed to consuming pollen from flowers” end of sentence”
“What does “evolve” means”
“That means Vi and Zasp are related”
“What?!”
“No, me and him can’t be related, we don’t even grow up together”
“I have to agree with her, I am not related to her”
“No I mean like they are related by a common ancestor that existed was like several hundred thousand moons ago, you two are distinct species related by the same genus and are more related by genetics than you would think”
“Uh Ryaine, what is genetics and genus”
“Genetics is a study on how heredity and variations within a living organism”
“Evolve, genetic, genus, heredity, variations, organism, what the heck are these fancy sciency words and where the heck you learn any of this”
“The same trivia book”
“This book contains some interesting concept of science”
“I don’t know, I think both professor Honeycomb and Docter H.B at the hive would be interested in this, I am just confused on how me and Zasp are “genetically” related with each other, nevermind the fact I don’t even know what that word means”
“Well, how about this one, ants can lift 10 to 50 times their own body weight, in other words, Gen and Eri here can easily lift 10 to 50 of their own kind alone”
“10 to 50 times?! How the heck ants are that strong, I can’t even lift Kabbu for longer than 30 seconds without my body getting sore and meanwhile Gen and Eri can lift 50 ants easily?!”
“Thanks for the compliment though we are not that strong”
“Perhaps you never tried to push yourself to your limits, maybe you just haven’t realised your potential”
“Well thanks for the encouraging words, Maki, but we never seen another ant that can carry more than 3 other ants, let alone 10 to 50”
“For your question Vi, something about their muscle structure and their exoskeletons which allows them to have such strengths, terms you probably wouldn’t get it either”
“I have so much questions, like how what the heck is this books source and how the heck the book’s sources even get these kinds of facts and statements”
“Its sources were the old books the giant’s left”
“Wait… the giants?”
“Yup, those books were filled with all the knowledge the giants have left us”
“Huh”
“The giants must have been one cultured and scientific kingdom to have made such book filled with knowledge, science and culture of other bugs”
“Wonder why they haven’t contact with Bugaria”
“Well from what I can remember, there was a war 150 years ago that kills many of the giants”
“What kind of war? And how did so many died”
“Well, I don’t know… maybe when we get to the kingdom, we could check their libraries, it prob would have the answer”
“How about we continue with the trivia, did you know that there are more than 350,000 species of beetles, each with its own unique diet, body and colouring”
“350,000- How the heck, Kabbu you had 350,000 brothers and sisters?!”
“Ehh… no Vi I don’t…”
“No, Vi… misunderstand what species means, it’s just that there are 350,000 bugs that falls under the classification of beetles”
“So, what counts as a beetle”
“Well Bark beetles, Dung beetles, Ground beetles, Weevils-”
“Wait Weevils, the creature we fought back at Forsaken lands, the ones that ambushed us… is related to Kabbu”
“Yeah, they’re both on the order of Coleoptera, which also includes ladybugs-”
“Wait, Doppel is actually a beetle”
“Yup, same order of Coleoptera”
“Well, this is embarrassing”
“Well Leif, guess we settle that argument, give me the 250 berries you bet… later, when we get home”
“Still, he is a ladybug, that horn he has is fake, want to bet 250 berries on that”
“Nah, I stopped gambling since I just won 250 berries”
“…damn you Vi”
“Say Vi, since you’re a bee, do you know any bee that eats royal jelly”
“Yeah, maybe, why?”
“Well this books tells me that, new queen bees are born when a young bee continues to eat royal jelly, which allows them to mature their reproductive organs and become the queen of the hive when the old queen”
“Are you… kidding me”
“What is it Vi”
“SHE… WILL BE THE NEW QUEEN?!”
“Uhh… Vi, please calm down”
“ARE YOU KIDDING ME, she is literally the most snobbish bee I ever seen and she is the FUTURE QUEEN?!”
“Well, if it makes you any better, if multiple queen bees appear, they may fight to the death to get dominance”
“Well, she better not win this or so help me, say Lyra, does the book has anything about turning me into a Queen bee”
“Well, how old are you Vi?”
“I don’t know…16, 17 years old?”
“And how long does the average bee live”
“…40, 50, 60 years? I don’t really know how old bees can live, I only know that they can be very old, like both professors back at the hive”
“Well, you are way too late sadly, it basically takes just 17 days for bees to mature according to the book... so about 3-5 years”
“Ugh dammit, why am I a worker bee and not a queen bee, I can rule better than she ever will”
“Well, we like you just the way you are”
“Also, as a queen, you likely never be able to go exploring”
“Well if you think it that way, I guess I like being a worker bee now”
“Say you dorks done with trivias about yourself, what the trivia about me, Mothiva, the best singer in Bugaria-”
“Silk moth cocoons are killed to be harvested and reeled to be made into a fabric called silk…”
“…”
“Well, you didn’t ask what kind of trivia so”
“The giants harvested bugs for fabric…”
“Well, they aren’t truly benevolent, nor truly evil, some are very good while others are torturous, in this case, if nobody complains, nobody is stopping them”
“Now I feel like we are lucky that they haven’t come for us… or Bugaria”
“Well, most of them just avoids Bugs in general, some admired bugs due to their beauty, some are taking care of them for their own entertainment, another care them to keep some of their species alive, a lot care them for producing goods, and the smallest percentage kill bugs for some power trip, as I said, not everyone is truly good or evil”
“Jeez Ryaine, how did you know so much about the giants”
“Back where I was from, it was taught to many of us regarding their history and interaction to preserve our history and origins, our culture is somewhat build from their culture, we speak and write in their most common language”
“I have a question that is stirring in me for a while, if you know so much about the Westland kingdom, why didn’t the Queen tell me or team Snakemouth regarding them with this much detail you just gave to us”
“…well, nobody asked me more about it, I am guessing vague wordings also is a part”
“Anyway, we are about to reached our next resting spot, we will be camping the day now since its getting too dark for a safe journey, we’ll continue tomorrow, hang tight“
“Huh, I was having fun with the trivia, didn’t realised it was already dark”
“The fog is probably a part of why it did”
After that whole trivial discussion about everyone’s species trivia, they reached the second checkpoint of their journey, after a bit of flattening and arguing on who gets which spot, everyone pulled out their tent set and tried to assemble a tent following Ryaine’s instruction,
some were successful, some let their ego get away in making a successful tent and had to get help embarrassingly, once everyone set up their tent, they all went to have some of Lyra’s stew near the campfire and have some conversations.
“Well thanks for the stew Lyra”
“Your, welcome”
“It's very good, it's not Jayde’s level but it’s cutting it close”
“Admitably, it’s very delicious for a stew, not as good as the one I made”
“Safe those backhanded compliments for someone else Mothiva, let just enjoy what we have and just have fun in the journey”
“Say Lyra, what is your secret in making the stew”
“It's simply the use many different ingrediant to get a complex flavor and adjusting the amount of ingredients used to stick out two or three flavor profiles of the stew”
“Huh, what ingredients did you use”
“That’s a chef’s secret Eri, I’ll probably reveal it soon but not today”
“Well, I think this is a good time to recap the expedition's plan”
"We've just passed two out of three checkpoints, after the third, we will be out of the forsaken land and finally get to the Westfields, a grassy plain that will have sunlight coming through"
"So how much longer will it take to get to the Westland kingdom?"
"Still a while, we're still about two Bugarias away,"
"Ugh, couldn't we go any faster, my fans are probably missing me back at Bugaria"
"Nope, we're already on the fastest route, you shouldn't rush out of here since we can easily get lost in the fog."
"Ryaine?"
"Yeah, Sir Maki?"
"What are your plans for this expedition, especially one that gets the sponsorship of the Queen"
“A few reasons, I have a bit of a desire to lead an expedition, I wanted to go back where I was from”
“Say, how did you get to Bugaria from the Westland kingdom”
“Well, way back at 6 years ago, I was with on a team exploring this area, I can’t remember much but I think we were in the Forsaken lands trying to do some recon to find other civilization, then a beast attacked and I was the only survivor”
“Ryaine, I am so sorry...”
“I hope you are doing okay”
“Yeah, I am fine, I gotten over it very fast, I can’t remember much but we manage to get as far as the first checkpoint we were in. After the attack, I tried to salvage as much as I could before I ran away to safety, the few things I salvage include the clock, the map we had, this compass, a helmet and shield that I cannibalize for stuffs, and this”
Ryaine pulls out a small glass vial sealed in a wine cork, it contained a shiny and luminous substance in it
“What’s that, it’s so shiny”
“This substance is what we known, as Shifting Energy Matter or SEM matter for short, it’s a very rare substance that in very short terms allows magic in a magicless word”
“IDK, it just looks like some old shiny substance to me”
“Nope, he is probably right Vi, we could feel its energy from the vial, it is indeed likely magical”
“Well then, how does it work”
“I don’t really know much but if I remember correctly, its powers lies inside a living being”
“Ehh...”
“It means that its potential lies greatest when it is inside of you, literally”
“What kind of powers can you get from it”
“A lot, from what I know, it allows control of all the elements from fire to ice to lightning and probably some more”
“So, basically Leif’s ice magic but more varied”
“Basically, though you need more than a small vial to allow such potential to be unlocked, another reason why I set up the expedition”
“Say if Ryaine originally came from the Westland Kingdom, how about Lyra, you both look like your related”
“I may be very close to Ryaine but we aren’t related, he just raised my as a father figure, I was very much born in Bugaria, Ryaine found me in my cocoon and raised me to what I am now, I don’t remember anything past being born”
“All this talk about backstory makes me bored, you guys want to hear that song already”
“I think you all should go rest now, also Mothiva, it isn’t a good time to sing at this time, the beast is more active at this time”
“*grumble* fine then, only because I can’t die here, not alone in the middle of nowhere anyways”
“I’ll be on guard duty, in case anything tries to attack us, if you hear shaking or growling, then don’t move and make a sound before I say to do anything”
“Well good night”
“Good night”
“Good night”
“Good night”
“Good night, I guess…”
Everyone went back to their tent and went to sleep, the tent set include an extra bedding that can used as a thin yet slightly-more-comfortable-than-the-floor, comfortable mattress, though not everyone can easily on their mattress, especially if a tent is shared by three people and a chomper
“Kabbu, can you move, you took like half of the space”
“We think you should move a bit back and sleep horizontally to the mattress to fit more”
“Why me...”
“Vi, you are the smallest member of the team, you could fit in less space”
“Easy for you to say Leif, when you are the tallest member of the team-”
“...zzz....”
“You got to be kidding me”
As Kabbu, Leif and Chompy went to sleep instantaneously before Vi able to argue with any of them, Vi had to settle with the uncomfortable end of the mattress, still too small for the small bee, after spending several minutes unable to sleep, she decides to get out and check outside the tent, she only saw the campfire burning on a bunch of lit charcoal and no one else near it,
“Huh, Ryaine’s not here...”
“Wait, Ryaine is not here, didn’t he said to be on guard duty-”
“Hold up, a written message”
To anyone who found this, I am out to do some quick recon, if you don’t make a lot of noise, you should be ok. If you need my help, please hopefully don’t because you wouldn’t be able to find me out here at night, you probably should just wait and hope I came fast instead. If you see anything big, warn the other and quickly run into your tent and don’t get out till I said to get out.

Ryaine

“Well guess I’ll be on guard duty…”
Vi then sat around the campfire and pull her notebook out, the notebook was a bunch of paper to a fastener made out of welded plastic and having a leafy cover.
She uses it keep around her tasks, her ideas, and sometimes her own fictional stories, she has been working on an adventure genre story inspired by her team for several moons now, today she is doodling on the notebook, well if you live with the most famous artist of your land, you probably learned a lot regarding how to draw, would you?
Meanwhile with Ryaine
“Well, don’t worry about it, it’s not going to be very long, I’ll get back before anyone notice”
Ryaine is currently inside a crater, collecting a shiny luminous substance into a glass jar, much to anyone’s knowledge, he was already out pretty much the second everyone went in their tent and took a half an hour walk towards the site following the movement of his vial
“Well, this is already all I can get from the crater, it’s a good yield for what’s it’s worth and rarity, better get to the camp now, Lyra would missed me”
Ryaine then went to the crater’s edge and scale out of the site, and plans to backtrack back to his camp, lucky that he already records the direction he takes,
“Well, another left and right and we are done.”
“…”
“This feels way too safe…”
Ryaine looks around twice
“It’s above me?”
He looks up, nothing on him
“Below?”
Not below him either
“Well probably paranoia, better get there fast, am I right?”
“Yeah definitely”
“Good, well I am-”
“Wait…”
“Well, fuc-”
Ryaine quickly make a dash back to his tent, with the beast following behind him, he makes jumps, quick dodges and the both-party-stops-for-a-moment-to-pant-and-quickly-chases-again thing, with his glowing jar lighting up the way, meanwhile back at the camp
“…zzz…”
Vi has fallen asleep next to the campfire, notebook on hand.
Meanwhile back with Ryaine
“F*ck, f*ck, f*ck-”
Back to Vi again, the grounds beside her starts shaking and wakes her up a bit
“Ugh… Leif, I am-”
“Oh, a dream, and some rumbling…”
“Wait, rumbling, f*ck, the beast is coming”
Vi then tries to get back at her tent
Meanwhile back with Ryaine, he is now beside the campfire, trying to deal with the beast
“RAWRRR”
“Well, still as loud as I remember”
Meanwhile back at Vi, she is now responding to Ryaine… wait a minute, how can she respond back, if she… right, Vi didn’t make it to her tent and witnessed the beast herself and its very loud roaring, reminiscence of the Primal Weevil roars mixed with Deadlander screeches
“Oh f*ck, Ryaine that’s the f*cking beast?!”
“…a little help here, would be nice”
The Beast encounter
Set:
Starts with Ryaine in the front, Vi in the back, Items disabled, turn relay disabled and spying disabled, the battle ends with Vi reaching 0 HP
Track played: “???” (Deadlander assault theme), track 79 by Tristan Alric
Ryaine (Playable stats)
HP: 35, Defence: 2
Basic attack:
Slash: 6 damage + 1 piecing, attacks by timing a button press like Chompy’s attack
Skills:
Charged strike: 10 damage + 1 piecing, attacks by holding down like Kabbu’s heavy strike
(3 TP)
Defend: Protects Vi for a turn, taking half the damage she would have gotten otherwise
(2 TP)
Heal: Heal itself or its allies for 12 HP
(3 TP)
The Beast
HP: 200, Defence: 5
Special:
Scripted to use a KO strike after turn 8
When one of the character falls, the battle ends
Moves:
Slap: does 12 damage
Rush: Does 7 damage to all party
Charge: Roars for a turn and gets charged
KO strike: Roars and does 99 damage to the front and middle party, only does so after a specific trigger
““RAWRRR”
“Ugh… it’s soo strong…”
“Hang tight Vi…”
Ryaine then pulls out a second sword and slash the beast with it
“RAAWRRR”
“It’s effected, Vi get-”
“[Stab noise]”
“Ryaine!!”
“[Crashing sound and glass shattering noises]”
“Urgh…dammit”
“RAWRRR”
“What is that noise, COULDN’T YOU-”
“Oh, F*CK”
“RAWRRR”
“AHH”
Mothiva awaken by the several very loud roars, went to check outside and see the beast outside near her tent, understandably she quickly panic in fear and went cuddle Vi who is also in fear as well
“[sword slashing sound]”
“RAAAWRRR”
“Maki, thank goodness you’re here”
“Get that motherf*cking monster of a beast out of here, I can’t die here alone”
“Same…”
“Kina get Ryaine some medical attention, I’ll deal with the beast”
“Maki… use the sword… it effects it”
“Jeez why did Maki think I should be a nurse when I am more than capable of helping him”
“Thanks… regardless… Kina”
Maki then uses the sword and slash the Beast with it, it roared for its last time and run away from the camp
“Is the beast are gone?”
“Yeah… it already ran away”
“Phew we are still alive”
“Yeah, that could be worse-”
“…”
“Vi, get off me”
“Well, I was scared, you were too”
“NO, YOU WERE”
“NO, YOU WERE”
“NO-”
“Please, everyone calm down”
“…yes?”
“We just had a run in with the beast, we should make sure everyone is doing safe and fine, I’ll check the surrounding, the rest of you check the inside of the tents”
“Kay”
“Fine, I guess”
Everyone then went to do their duties, Vi went to her tent and fine, Kabbu, Leif and Chompy still sleeping soundly
“COME ON NOW, that many roars and literally none of them wakes up, HOW DID-”
“Oh, heavy sleeper badge…”
Meanwhile at Mothiva’s tent
“ZASP HOW THE HECK YOU STILL ASLEEP-”
“Oh, WHY YOU WERE EATING MY-’
Meanwhile at Maki’s tent
“p-please h-help me m-Maki, there is a scary roar”
“Don’t worry Yin, I’ll protect you from any danger”
Meanwhile at Gen and Eri’s tent
“Last tent, I guess I’ll check it-”
“AHHH”
“Get away from us you monster”
“GEN, ERI, THE MONSTER ALREADY LEFT”
“Oh, Kina, well guess we’re fine Eri”
“Yup Gen”
“Ugh… why did they both even come along with us”
Meanwhile on Ryaine
“Well, seems like everything is fine- huh?”
Ryaine saw a shiny, luminous clump on the ground, he went to check it out
“Well must be the substance, well the jar broke, guess I’ll get a new jar-”
“Hey Ryaine, found something?”
“Nothing important, …I just finished checking, everything is fine”
“…Ryaine why are you stuttering”
“What do you mean”
“From what I learn from living you for 3 years, you never stutter even in stressful condition, that would mean you either hiding something from me or trying to make a lie against me”
“Well fine, I just found more SEM matter around the campsite, I am going to go and store it somewhere”
“Oh ok”
Ryaine then went to his tent and puts the substance in a wrapped box as he ran out of jars, everyone then went to the campfire
“Ok everyone, what did you find”
“A heavy sleeper badge”
“A missing drowsy cake”
“Two very paranoid Ants”
“Nothing important”
“Well good then, I also didn’t find anything important, we’re very likely to be safe, we also probably should go back to bed, we have a long day ahead of us”
“Ok then”
Everyone then went into their tents and went to sleep, except Vi who still can’t sleep very well, she decided to force herself into the middling portion of the bed, due to heavy sleeper badge, neither Leif nor Kabbu woke up even when they got thrown off to the less comfortable soil. It is a long day for the expedition team and a rest is more than deserved here, with the beast and all.

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2024.05.21 04:15 HannahAveryWrites Platoon Leader Stories: Ch 3

This is part number 3 of my story of how I started to (and still am) dating my platoon leader. As I've said before, I'm on my way into the civilian sector after completing my contract with the Army, and Matt and I are still happily dating. As always, I'm open to feedback/critiques/polite constructive criticism. This is a fairly tame chapter with one of many "firsts" we've conquered as a couple. I recommend starting at the 1st chapter so you can get the whole story, or else you'll miss some descrptions/details. I've tried to be a little more detailed with the naughty bits, so I hope you all enjoy! ♡Avery
After spending a second night in Matt's bed, this time naked, with his cum leaking out of me following last night's massage turned naughty, I woke up looking like a hot mess. I caught a glimpse of myself in his bedside mirror and decided I had to run down to the car to get my well thought out overnight bag that somehow never actually made it into the house last night. I throw on some of Matt's gym shorts and a tee, leaving the discarded purple thong from last night's massage on his night stand. He seemed to like it, so why not leave him the souvenir right?
When I get back inside, my handsome hunk (yes, mine. He asked me out last night, still have butterflies!) Has gotten out of bed and has moved into the kitchen to fix breakfast for us. I told you he's a gentleman when he wants to be. Anyway, over breakfast he asks me if I'd like to go out on an actual date with him today. Nothing fancy, but a walk down along the river trail a few miles from his appartment after a coffee.
I'm super excited to hear that he wants actual dates, not just stuff we hide over at his appartment and I agree right away. I head upstairs and in a minute....or 30....I'm back downstairs in my favorite pale blue sundress with a cute print design, that fairly reasonably accentuated my toned butt, and shows off what cleavage my B cup breasts can produce.
He's clearly happy about my outfit when I come downstairs, as he looks me up and down. All through the car ride and coffee, he can't keep his hands off me and I love it! A hand around my waist as I go through a door he's held for me, gently holding my hand in line, or his fingers brushing my legs at the hem of my dress as he holds my hand while he drives. Our conversation is all over the place as we get to know eachother on a deeper level, and eventually it makes it's way to "experience ". As it turns out, we're both relatively inexperienced in terms of anything crazy but we have similar fantasies and things we'd want to try.
As we finish coffee and head out to the river, one of those "things we'd want to try" comes up again, and it seems as though we're headed somewhere that we might just pull it off. We both want to experiment with trying something in a public place. The trail along the river is relatively quiet....okay just about as private as you can get without actually going inside. But its outside and it's new and so I get a rush just thinking about fooling around with him out here. I'm definitely not brave enough to try actual sex out anywhere, but who knows, maybe I could have some fun out here?
We get out of the car and walk maybe a half mile down the trail without seeing anyone. Matt takes my hand and leads me off the trail and into the woods aways before pulling me close and kissing me. I fall into his embrace and let my tongue explore his mouth as his hands explore my body. As the minutes pass and our make out intensifies, his hands make their way into my dress, pulling out my breasts and gently squeezing my small, dark brown nipples as I moan into his mouth and run my fingers through his hair.
This continues until a feel a hand under the hem of my dress, gently caressing it's way up my thigh and I'm acutely aware that I'm outside and vulnerable. I whisper into Matt's ear to touch me but don't take anything off. Next thing I feel is a finger pushing my panties (pink lace with a cheeky, not quite thong back) to the side, running their way between the damp parted lips of my vagina. A finger slips inside me while his thumb massages my clit, drawing heavy breaths and moans begging him not to stop. His pace increases and my legs begin to tremble as he brings me to orgasm with two fingers buried deep inside me and a thumb massaging my clit. I bite into his neck, hard enough to leave a mark as I try to keep from crying out at his touch.
As I come back down I realize that he has fully devoted his attention to my pleasure, and this has caused an increase of it's own in his shorts. I ask Matt if he's comfortable pulling himself out here, since it's not like me who has a dress to provide a minimal sense of modesty. He nods a yes and I drop to my knees in front of him, unbuckling his shorts and letting them fall away.
I kneel there with his six or seven inches (i don't walk around with a ruler guys) in front of me, and I want nothing more than to give him the same pleasure he just gave me. I grasp his shaft in one hand as I lick him from base to tip with the tip of my tongue. After a few more wet, sloppy licks to lube him up, I press my head down on his shaft, taking in to the back of my throat as I begin to work his cock in my hand. I bob my head up hand down, as deep as I can take him, almost to the base as I try to keep myself from gagging on this healthy cock that brings me so much pleasure. I work his shaft with a twisting motion as I try to bring him closer to the edge of cumming for me, and I feel his hands in my hair pressing my head down to take him deep.
My pace increases as I feel him start to swell. I twist and suck, trying to being him sweet release until he takes his hand to the back of my head and holds me down to the base of his cock and shoots a thick rope of cum down the back of my throat. I swallow it down and continue to pump his cock into my mouth, being sure not to spray any onto my dress. I swallow every last drop of him before getting up and helping him get his shorts up to make us both modest once again.
We continue our walk for another hour or so, both loving the fact that we each just had our first public sexual experience, and talking more about all the things we'd like to try going forward in the future.
Thanks for reading guys! I'm sorry this didn't have full on sex, but I promise our story gets steamy as we go forward! Again, I appreciate any feedback and critiques, just be polite!
♡Avery

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2024.05.20 20:44 Top-Vermicelli797 [OC] The Butterfly 1: "the girl that draws"

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2024.05.20 20:17 walaxometrobixinodri Sometimes a Witch is a reason to write an AMAZING backstory

Wrote a Backstory and Personality for the Magical Girl that would become one of the Witches i made
Usually people do OC's the other way, girl then witch but i made a ton of witches already so why not giving them backstories now ? + i had an amazing inspiration
probably long too
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The name's Aria Ronchieri, an Italian (origin kinda important) Scientific. Increased knowledge in Biology, Chemistry, Physics Probably in her twenties, or not far (age actually relevant to the scenario) . From the beginning very intrigued by Kyuubey and all the supernatural, immediately asks him many questions: learn entropy, witches, magical girls, their true nature, their destiny. The Witches piqued her curiosity enormously, both by their very concept and by their transgression of Lavoisier’s law. The creation of energy is a most absurd concept and difficult to accept as a scientist, but the facts are there and from a pragmatic point of view the plan is the best thing to do to preserve the universe. . Decides to make the contract. Her wish: “I wish to be able to carry out any research I undertake, find all the answers to the questions I would ask myself, no matter the question, no matter the path, no matter the obstacles.” ^{(Can you feel the moment when it’s gonna backfire really fucking bad ???}) . This Vow helps her greatly in her studies and research, and she does not fear her confrontations with the Witches, just waiting impatiently. Each Witch is a magnificent subject of study, a gold mine of research and answers. This helps her keep his Soul Gem relatively clear, and never sink into despair. She grow up and finished her studies, entering research. Her magical girl costume is a lab coat, with protective glasses. She fights with a whole bunch of lab junk, syringes, vials of liquids and stuff. Homemade bombs. Things like that. Not specifically strong but very diverse, able to work in all situations. It also includes a notebook, in which detailed scientific analyses of each Witch are recorded.
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She is not part of a specific group of magical girls, preferring to help anyone who comes in the moment. She makes herself a reputation of reliable all-domains helper, that can offer support in any situation. The fact that she is much older than her comrades also gives her the status of an elder or veteran, strategist and source of information. Some Magical Girls find her really strange, However. Too eager to interact with the Witches, occasionally stops fighting them and does stuff with??? Observes them, experiment with them, note in her notebook in the middle of battle. Once she stopped a girl from killing the witch because she had, I quote, «not finished her observations», which somewhat ruined her relations with this group. The few comrades who entered Aria’s house saw the wall covered with drawings: the sketches of each witch she encountered in her life, accompanied by notes and analyses. Dozens and dozens of drawings, lined up, stacked, all logged information, all archived analysis. No one but Aria was satisfied with this vision. . Some slight problems, however, related to her wish. Her wish to have the answers to all the questions she will ask. ALL the Questions.
When you’re a scientist, you can’t help but have some disturbing questions from time to time. Said disturbing questions will be answered here. But not just "hop there I know the answer when I ask myself the question". NO, no, the wish was clear: the answer is obtained after research and experiments.
. Can a witch feel pain? A witch is tortured and notes her reactions. The answer is Yes. .
Is Kyubey edible? We shoot a Kyubey, we cook it. Test of taste, nutrition. The answer is No. .
Is my Magical Girl artificial body resistant? Can I no longer feel pain?? Extreme self-harm, organ harvesting, auto-vivisection. The answer is yes. . And the worst question. What will my comrades' witches look like?????? Without knowing it, she doomed all the Magical Girl comrades she met in her life to become Witches ^{(yes I know it was their destiny but you can still die instead of becoming a Witch. There because of her wish you will not even die, no matter what happens to you you WILL become a witch one day. you cannot avoid Despair}.) Even worse, Aria also wonders what HER WITCH will look like. She has denied herself the escape from death, and she has doomed herself to fall into despair one day or another, inevitably. . All these questions and their answers not always really wanted influence nevertheless her mental state, and darken little by little her Soul Gem. To remedy this, Aria tries to interact less and less with her classmates Magical Girls, as well as distilling her own homemade Vodka. Because you ask yourself less serious questions when you are drunk. This alcoholism greatly degraded her social relations as well as the quality of her research. The only thing that has not been degraded is her love for witches and the assiduity of observations on them. Looking over and over at this wall full of drawings and analyses is the last thing that keeps Aria’s Soul Gem clear. . . Until the fateful day when the worst question is asked. “If when I take the Soul Gem away from a girl, her body dies. Because the soul is in the Gem. If I let the body decompose and then bring the gem back, does the soul return to the decomposing body? Can she still move? Can she feel the pain or her broken organs?????”
. A question that physically cannot go unanswered. She MUST search, find the answer. But she absolutely must not. It would be murder, pure and simple.
And in the event that the subject survives, torture infinitely worse than death.
. But the wish is stronger than reason. It is only after weeks of mental torture, ethyl comas and moral reflections that the scientist finds herself forced to commit the worst crime of her life. .
She spots a lonely Magical Girl comrade, whom few people know and whose disappearance will not alert anyone. Quickly, she subdues it, immobilizes it, and takes away the Soul Gem. Soul Gem is stored in the Lab locker. The Corpse is stored in the basement of her home, fortunately in a countryside far from other buildings. .
In Two Days, flies begin to flood the body. .
In five days the smell becomes pestilential. The belly swells due to gas. .
Within a week the traces of decomposition are visible on the body. The skin begins to pierce, revealing the flesh. .
In two weeks, half the organs were broken down. An eye is missing, the digestive system is a greenish goo, the muscles are dotted with holes and oozing wounds. .
A perfect time to witness the most atrocious thing of her life. .
Go back to the lab. Grab the Soul Gem.
come back to the corpse
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The Answer to the question…
Is Yes. .
The girl’s soul has returned to her body. Her only eye is immediately fill with unspeakable terror. She tries to scream with her non-existent vocal cords. No sound comes out. She tries to get up but the muscles are not in good enough shape. The muscles contract in vain what little matter they have left. The body does not move. .
The scientist is shot. Riddled with unprecedented guilt. She committed an unforgivable crime. Her own Soul Gem begins to darken.
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The girl’s Soul Gem also darkens, much faster. Being in a body in such a state of decomposition must be unbearable. .
She cracks. Aria witness the birth of a witch for the first time. She does not fight it. She doesn’t even want to see her.
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Despite his attempts to stabilize himself and his alcohol, the guilt is too strong. Four days later, the scientist also cracks, and becomes Farascheina Lumière, Witch of Curiosity.
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And so Aria Ronchieri’s last question is answered: «What will my own witch look like»
AND IT LOOKS LIKE THIS, BABY !!!!
150 meters high, the greatest witch ever seen
I made calculations, don't worry. The Lighthouse is 40m tall, if we use it to measure the rest of the body we have something near 150m. margin of error of 20m i'd say
^{(Will however be dethroned by Eleonora and her few kilometers long. I do not know if the Madoka's witch who is the size of the earth also counts.})
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Her Nature is wonder. Farascheina Lumière travels the world and observes every detail, illuminating every corner of reality with her brilliant light. This same light is the main threat to the witch’s opponents, altering reality itself, revealing unknown dimensions and universes. A person caught in the light could find herself made of papier mache, or become abstract art. The effects are temporary, lasting a few seconds, but no less unpleasant and violent. Who knows what will happen to you if you become a swarm of butterflies or an allegory of yourself.
The other main threats are the fact that the witch is FUCKING HUGE OH MY GOD how do you even kill something that big ????? And also standing in the middle of an ocean so good luck swimming if you fall in the water.
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Her Familiar is the Boat Cristobal, the discoverer. Huge ship with ornate hull and multiple masts, He navigates the world and directs his mistress to new discoveries, attracting her light and attention. Cristobal is just as much the boat as the captain of the crew: a crew of stick men constantly busy themselves, taking care of the boat or of what is the next destination is, led by the captain in colored military uniform holding the helm.
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The labyrinth of Farascheina Lumière being a huge stormy ocean, each Magical Girl who enters it finds herself on a boat. The appearance of the boat depends on the girl who enters. All these boats are also familiar to Farascheina Lumière, but none is as big or splendid as Cristobal.

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2024.05.20 20:16 Key_Future9165 Should this work as a coverup

I’m thinking about getting the drawing as a cover up for the tattoo, located on my left shoulder, but would like some advice on if it would work and possible changes. I’m thinking the heart done in the style of the Japanese art of kintsugi with the cracks appearing gold and the main heart being a darker color, unsure of exact color, while the butterfly is stylized after the butterfly from the anime Bleach, the hell butterfly, or maybe a more realistic scarlet Mormon butterfly. Any advice is welcome.

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2024.05.20 19:50 Level_2_slime Suggestions for flower based magic system.

 I am creating a magic system where the source of magic is nectar. Plants through their connection to the earth, water, sky, and sun are able to generate magical energy which is stored in nectar. This leads to nectavorous creatures such as bees and butterflies to become inherently magical and much more prevalent, and honey that bees produce becomes its own magical substance as a type of concentrated nectar. Floriographers are people who study flowers and are able to draw on the power of nectar to perform a variety of tasks. War botanists are floriographers that are specialized for practical combat. Every flower produces a different magical effect based on either it’s real physical or symbolic properties when its nectar is used by a floriographer. These effects can be combined in bouquets to produce more complicated “spells“. I am primarily drawing from Victorian floriography, but I’d like suggestions for flowers and their abilities.

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2024.05.20 19:15 OrlonDogger A Witch at Midnight - Chapter 18

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A good shower helps temper my feelings a little bit. I don’t usually take multiple showers on a single day but, after the close encounter with Mom… I really felt like I needed one. I can’t help but feel a little guilty about it too, considering she would feel so terrible if she knew the distress talking with her caused me.

“She tries her best to be good to you and you answer with such contempt. You always find ways to be worse, huh?”

Ignoring myself is easier in the shower. The warm water makes it all feel so distant, after all… but eventually, I have to go out. I can’t just stay here until I die. There’s still work to be done, after all.

When the water stops running, I get out of the shower and dry myself up, get in my pajamas (as I don’t plan to go out or talk to any more people today) and then walk over to the living room’s table. My latest acquisition, ‘The Bastard’s Guide to Magic’, is resting right beside my computer and “The Butterflies of Creation”. To be honest, I am quite excited to start reading and practicing.

Or, well, I was pretty excited. Right now I am more like, neutral towards it. Neutral towards everything. I honestly am just going through the motions of life, and the more I think about that fact, the more bitter I become.

I am seriously considering just throwing the rest of the day in the garbage bin and just dedicating myself to playing and sleeping (again), when suddenly the computer dings. A message?

UndeadVito: hey.
UndeadVito: what’s your favorite kind of engine?

My eyes are glued to the screen for a solid three minutes, as my brain races to try and understand the question. Engine? As in, a car’s engine? Knowing Vito, it had to be a car’s engine. That boy has always been very into cars even at his young age… I remember telling him he was ‘obsessed’ with the stuff…

…To this day I regret saying that. I am sure it has contributed to him being cagey about his interests with others.

No, no time to get lost in guilt. Focus. He’s reaching out, that means he has an idea he wants to share, or he’s bored. Either way, I want to be there for him.

Time to push all that depression deep inside and ignore it for a bit.

xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: I dunno o.o hmm…
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: Never really thought of it! uwu Are V-Engines still a thing?
UndeadVito: V-Engines are very much still a thing, ye.
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: Then that! n.n
UndeadVito: normie.
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: Bitch! UndeadVito: hey dude there’s nothing wrong with being a normie.
UndeadVito: I have normie friends.
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: Why are you even asking about this? =w=
UndeadVito: I am designing a new car, wanted to make one for ya.
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: Awww! n.n That’s very nice, remember to show me when you make the blueprints.
UndeadVito: how many cylinders?
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: Shit, uhhhh o.o is 8 a good number?
UndeadVito: it’s an expensive number that’s what it is.
UndeadVito: but hey it’s your car.
UndeadVito: what’s with you and 8 tho?
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: I dunno, I like 8! ewe Sue me!
UndeadVito: I will, don’t think I wont.

I can’t help but smile a little bit. The boy seems to be in a good mood and, really, that got me in a better mood too. Though I know he is also very prone to lying these days… I just hope he is keeping himself out of trouble.

UndeadVito: stuff going well on your side, bro?
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: I… actually have some stuff on my mind. u.u
UndeadVito: oh?
UndeadVito: tell me man, Im here for ya.

Maybe it would be a good example for him to show some vulnerability…

xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: … I’m…
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: … thinking of changing careers.
UndeadVito: called it.
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: Fuck you UndeadVito: I dont mean it in a bad way dude.
UndeadVito: but as far as I can remember, you’ve looked miserable going to Uni.
UndeadVito: Ive never dared to really question you because, well.
UndeadVito: you’re an oldass man now, you know what you doing.
UndeadVito: but I was worried.
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: So it really shows huh? u.u Yeah I’ve… never really felt at home here.
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: Don’t tell Mom and Dad <.< I wanna tell them myself, when I come to the decision.
UndeadVito: I wont, no worries.
UndeadVito: but thanks for telling me dude.
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: Thank YOU for listening n.n

This is where I could take the chance to actually ask him about stuff, but then everything would feel a little performative now, wouldn’t it?

xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: Do you think I should tell them soon? u.u
UndeadVito: the sooner the better, bro.
UndeadVito: but take your time with things, don’t rush it if you don’t feel like it.
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: … I’ll do it after vacation.
UndeadVito: good.
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: But I will visit this next weekend n.n
UndeadVito: oh hell yea.
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: Do you have vacations too? o.o
UndeadVito: yea.
UndeadVito: oh that reminds me.
UndeadVito: should I tell mom and dad that you’re comin?
UndeadVito: they’re assuming you wont.
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: … Yeah, tell’em. uwu I want to spend time with the family at least for a week.
UndeadVito: hell yea.
UndeadVito: alrite, gonna go draw.
UndeadVito: smell ya later.

I sigh for a moment, closing my eyes, feeling myself smiling. This kid… he seems to be trying, at least. Trying to keep the light alive, trying to keep a smiling facade. I should do it as well, no?

My mood is still not fully back up, so I can’t really push myself to open the mysterious Guide… instead, I connect back to Dejima to check the topics I started posting on. Just a few silly conversations about life in the Sleeper World (as they call it), talks about anime and videogames, nothing truly serious.

It reminds me of my old times on VirtualZone, back when I spent my afternoons writing fanfic and participating in collective writing (basically roleplay, really). I was never super popular or anything but, people knew my name from the many works I kept pushing back then. It felt nice to be known, at least a little bit… maybe I could start writing again, posting it here and all?

“I think it’s a wonderful idea. If there is a place to post, of course.”

“Please don’t act like a clown in front of the other mages.”

Sigh.

Checking on the Chatbox, I see two people in. Jeep creep is in there! The guy has always made me curious, maybe this is as good a time as any to talk to him. The problem is that the other person in the chat was souseiseki.

From what I gathered, it was Canny who kept that one under control, but there were no signs of the cool kid of the block here…

“Don’t let her intimidate you. Just go in as usual! Focus on Jeep creep!”

Right!

After taking a few deep breaths and trying to mentally prepare myself, I enter the chatbox.

Tav has connected to the Chatbox
Tav: Hey hey everyone n.n
souseiseki: Hi.
@ Jeep creep: well if it isn’t the person of the hour!
@ Jeep creep: how’s it going Tav? enjoying your time in the forum, I hope?
Tav: Yeah yeah, thanks for asking though =u=b Everyone has been nice!
souseiseki: I haven’t o.o
Tav: Ok, almost everyone eweUu
@ Jeep creep: don’t be a bully, Sou.
souseiseki: don’t tell me what to do old man o.o
souseiseki: just because you got the @ doesn’t mean you can tell me what to do
@ Jeep creep: that’s exactly what it means though.
souseiseki: you people cuddle this guy way too much, it’s disgusting o.o
souseiseki: I’m just being real o.o I don’t know him, I don’t have to be nice.
Tav: It’s fine, really! n.nUu I got used to mean girls in school.
@ Jeep creep: MEAN GIRLS xDDDD
souseiseki: bitch.
souseiseki: I’m the meanest girl.

That gets a chuckle out of me. I hope it was in good humor, at least…

The conversation continues from here, at least for a bit. I ask how they are doing. Souseiseki seems to be having a ‘rotten day’ in her own words, with her teacher giving her ‘the eye’ at college. I can’t believe it, but I find myself kind of empathizing with this bitch about that. I know what it is like to gain the negative attention of a teacher.

Jeep creep, whom Sou calls ‘Mort’ and he insisted I do the same, seemed to have a regular day working at a car repair shop. Now this gets my attention.

Tav: Ah! You work with cars then? n.n
souseiseki: that’s what he said o.o
@ Jeep creep: yep yep!
Tav: Oh nice, my brother is super into cars! o.o he hasn’t taught me much but, I’m curious…
Tav: Today he asked me what my favorite engine was xD
@ Jeep creep: oh yeah? and what did you say?
Tav: Oh shit, not this again OwO
Tav. I said V-engine! V8!
@ Jeep creep: ah hah, a classic!
souseiseki: normie o.o
Tav: That’s what he said! ;w; But what was I supposed to say!? I don’t know zilch about cars!
souseiseki: me neither and even I know that’s a normie one o.o
@ Jeep creep: nothing wrong with liking a popular choice, they’re popular for a reason after all!

Well the man seems mature after all, nice and kind. Although, now that Sou has pointed out they were ‘coddling me’, I am wondering if all this kindness from them was just a front…

No. There is no need to start doubting everyone now, that would only make things more unpleasant. I honestly rather think people are being sincere.

I am thinking when suddenly, a new person pops in.

Canned Tea has joined the Chatbox.
Canned Tea: sup bitches, bros and non-binary hoes
souseiseki: hey canny
@ Jeep creep: hello there cancan
Tav: Hey Canny! n.n!
Canned Tea: what are we talking about?
@ Jeep creep: cars
Canned Tea: my favorite, let’s go

It’s incredible how much Sou mellows when Canny is around. She’s like a completely different person! Attentive, calm, may I even say happy? The conversation devolves into nonsense real soon, but that’s alright by me. I am used to nonsense being thrown around, no real problem…

“Feeling better?”

I think so… I think.

I think I am finally ready to open that first page of the book.

Tav: Alright everyone, I am leaving for now :c I have work to do!
Canned Tea: ah hah, so you found it huh?
Tav: I did, I did! >w< it was hard but, I did!
souseiseki: what are we talking about now?

I doubt for a second. Can I even talk about this book in the chatbox? Considering it is supposed to be a secret…

Canned Tea: things
Canned Tea: and stuff
Canned Tea: nunya biz
souseiseki: o.o
souseiseki: you’re getting awfully chummy with this one.

Is that jealousy I feel in the air? I can’t help but smirk a little bit there. But I shake it off immediately. No, don’t start trouble!

“Homewrecker.”

We don’t even know if those two are a thing! Not to mention, it is not even like that. We’re just…

… Can I really say we’re friends this early?

Acquaintances. We’re acquaintances.

Canned Tea: no idea what you talkin about here
Canned Tea: it’s nothing
souseiseki: o.o
souseiseki: if you say so.
@ Jeep creep: ahhh children these days
@ Jeep creep: it’s so cute
souseiseki: shut the fuck up mort.
Tav: lol Anyways, see you all! n.n/
Tav has disconnected from the Chatbox.

With a satisfied sigh, I turn to check on the book, carefully opening the old thing and whispering the keywords once again, this time watching the ink swirl and shift around the page like the waters in a rowdy river.

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2024.05.20 02:18 stewblock2023 Here’s an idea i would make.

What if I made Love & Theft an 1 Hour Animation. Here are the characters in this animation (including the ones in the blue part)

Dumbo.
1. Eek the Cat.
2. Magilla Gorilla.
3. Bandolero.
4. Fanboy from Fanboy & Chum Chum.
5. Cueio.
6. A Rabbid.
7. Butthead.
8. Batman.
9. Pinkie Pie.
10. Winnie the Pooh.
11. Optimus Prime.
12. Hello Kitty.
13. The Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared trio.
14. Charlie Brown.
15. Tigger.
16. Roger Rabbit.
17. Superman.
18. Beavis.
19. Mordecai and Rigby.
20. Clarence.
21. Saint Seiya.
22. Lippy the Lion and Hardy Har Har.
23. Presto the Magician.
24. Mabel Pines and Waddles.
25. He-Man.
26. Darkwing Duck.
27. Mighty Mouse.
28. Elroy Jetson.
29. Patty Rabbit.
30. David the Gnome.
31. Do-Your-Best Bear.
32. Vicky the Viking.
33. Naruto.
34. Wil E. Coyote.
35. Chuckie Finster.
36. Road Runner.
37. Delfy.
38. Lincoln Loud.
39. Bernard Bear.
40. Donatello.
41. Dr. Zitbag.
42. Dartacan.
43. Finn and Jake.
44. No Face.
45. Totoro.
46. Thomas the Tank Engine.
47. Hank Hill.
48. Tommy Pickles.
49. Reptar.
50. Blooter from Poppets Town.
51. Mike Wazowski.
52. Shrek.
53. Lightning McQueen.
54. Woody and Buzz Lightyear.
55. Elliott the Dragon.
56. Gumball Watterson.
57. Darwin Watterson.
58. Anais Watterson.
59. The Cat in the Hat.
60. Po Ping.
61. The Penguins of Madagascar.
62. Pingu.
63. Noisy from Little Robots.
64. Scrooge McDuck (reboot version only).
65. Snap from ChalkZone.
66. Blue from Rainbow Friends (Cartoon Games version only).
67. Pike from Pike’s Lagoon.
68. Sammy from Loose Ends.
69. Mugman.
70. Flower from Plancy’s World.
71. Mametchi.
72. Lucho.
73. Moth from Patchwork Pals.
74. Bellybutton.
75. Matthew Littlemore.
76. Peppino.
77. Matías.
78. Moomin.
79. Mafalda.
80. Asterix.
81. Wallace & Gromit.
82. Alfred E. Neuman.
83. Bakabon’s Papa.
84. Carly (Bitty Big Heads version only).
85. Oggy.
86. Frumplequest.
87. Kevin from Up.
88. Doggy D. Dachshund.
89. Danger Mouse.
90. Crispo and Albert.
91. The Creepy World Island versions of Jeff the Killer, SlenderMan and Smile Dog.
92. Fritz the Cat.
93. Beetlejuice (animated version only).
94. Ronald McDonald (animated version only).
95. Gombby.
96. Doogal and Florence (CGI versions only).
97. Tadeo Jones.
98. Tom from Tom and the Slice of Bread with Strawberry Jam and Hunny.
99. Dinky Little.
100. Mickey Mouse.
101. Arthur Read.
102. Woody Woodpecker.
103. Pomni and Caine.
104. Jimmy Neutron.
105. The Giraffe from Guillermo Mordillo.
106. Popeye.
107. Robin (TTG version only).
108. Steven Universe.
109. Dick Dastardly.
110. Muttley.
111. Fred Flintstone.
112. Snoopy.
113. Tintin.
114. Ladybug.
115. Lucky Luke.
116. Mr. Magoo.
117. Dash Kappei.
118. Pikachu.
119. Goku.
120. Alfred J. Kwak.
121. Doraemon.
122. Underdog.
123. Bob and Larry.
124. Leafy.
125. GIR (in his dog suit).
126. Wally Gator.
127. Roger Smith.
128. Marco.
129. Pak from The Fruitties.
130. Maya the Bee.
131. Lion-O.
132. Top Cat.
133. Yogi Bear.
134. Spinelli.
135. Goliath from Gargoyles.
136. Salad Fingers.
137. Baby Huey.
138. Tom & Jerry.
139. The Powerpuff Girls.
140. Garfield.
141. Courage the Cowardly Dog.
142. Sylvester Pussycat.
143. Ralph Wiggums.
144. Stitch.
145. Dora and Boots.
146. Heidi and Pedro.
147. Pumuki.
148. Tutu.
149. Bluey.
150. Peppa Pig.
151. Kim Possible.
152. Zuma from Paw Patrol.
153. Cleo (30’s version only).
154. Freakazoid.
155. A Smurf.
156. Bender.
157. Inspector Gadget.
158. Obelix.
159. The Warner Siblings.
160. Kaeloo.
161. Allstar and Casey.
162. Willy Fog.
163. Bugs Bunny.
164. Ranma.
165. Donald Duck.
166. Charizard.
167. Dudley Do-Right.
168. Dexter.
169. Shin-chan and Shiro.
170. Tarepanda.
171. Rilakkuma.
172. Snagglepuss.
173. Pink Panther.
174. Goofy.
175. Homer Simpson.
176. Clemente.
177. Baby Lamb and Belle Butterfly.
178. Ren & Stimpy.
179. Chuck (Angry Birds Toons version only).
180. Mario.
181. Pato from Pocoyo.
182. Daria.
183. Greg Heffley.
184. Tweety Bird.
185. Sonic the Hedgehog.
186. Karl Ojisan.
187. Spider-Man.
188. Dusty Crophopper.
189. Perry the Platypus/Agent P.
190. PaRappa the Rapper.
191. Captain Underpants.
192. Anpanman.
193. Peter Pan.
194. Lum Invader.
195. Sailor Moon.
196. Star Butterfly.
197. Scooby-Doo.
198. Cow & Chicken.
199. Marsupilami.
200. SpongeBob SquarePants.
201. Bakii.
202. Bob the Builder and Scoop.
203. Simba.
204. Cuddles.
205. A Minion.
206. Atom Ant.
207. Casper the Friendly Ghost.
208. Yo Yo Flamingo.
209. Taichi Yagami.
210. Johnny and Plank.
211. Stacy Stickler.
212. Nemo.
213. Orange and Green from Rainbow Friends (Cartoon Games versions only).
214. DogDay.
215. Calvin and Hobbes.
216. Tow Mater.
217. Captain King.
218. Voltron.
219. Mazinger Z.
220. Sheep.
221. Weegee and Impaeegee (on his baby carriage).
222. Blue and Pink from Dick Figures.
223. Lisa Simpson.
224. The Three Twins.
225. Oliver Atton.
226. Mr. Bean (animated version only).
227. Dr. Zoidberg.
228. Johnny Bravo.
229. The Spies from Spy Vs. Spy.
230. Luxo Jr., André, Tin Toy, and Knick Knack.
231. Eric Cartman.
232. Kyle Broflovski.
233. Stan Marsh.
234. Kenny McCormick.
235. Heathcliff.
236. Gaturro.
237. Speedy Gonzales.
238. Kogepan.
239. Incibot.
240. Flapjack.
241. Pinky and the Brain.
242. Barrancas and Trancas.
243. Nibbler.
244. Chilly Willy.
245. Bloo.
246. Huckleberry Hound.
247. Hokey Wolf.
248. Nigel Uno/Numbuh 1.
249. Roary the Racing Car.
250. The zebra from Animanimals.
251. Quick Draw McGraw.
252. Ben Tennyson (Ben 10: Alien Force version only).
253. Tony from Bondi Band.
254. Pocoyo.
255. Rocky and Bullwinkle.
256. Rescue Rangers.
257. Felix the Cat.
258. Norakuro.
259. Paolo the Cat, Mavis the Pony and The Small Green Thing.
260. Naranjito, Imarchi, Clementina, and Citronio.
261. Betty Boop.
262. Peter Griffin.
263. Rocko.
264. Poochee and Pansy.
265. Daffy Duck.
266. Botillo.
267. Elmo.
268. A from Alphabet Lore.
269. B from Alphabet Lore.
270. C from Alphabet Lore.
271. D from Alphabet Lore.
272. E from Alphabet Lore.
273. F from Alphabet Lore.
274. G from Alphabet Lore.
275. H from Alphabet Lore.
276. I from Alphabet Lore.
277. J from Alphabet Lore.
278. K from Alphabet Lore.
279. L from Alphabet Lore.
280. M from Alphabet Lore.
281. N from Alphabet Lore.
282. O from Alphabet Lore.
283. P from Alphabet Lore.
284. Q from Alphabet Lore.
285. R from Alphabet Lore.
286. S from Alphabet Lore.
287. T from Alphabet Lore.
288. U from Alphabet Lore.
289. V from Alphabet Lore.
290. W from Alphabet Lore.
291. X from Alphabet Lore.
292. Y from Alphabet Lore.
293. Z from Alphabet Lore.
294. 1 from Mike Salcedo Number Lore.
295. 2 from Mike Salcedo Number Lore.
296. 3 from Mike Salcedo Number Lore.
297. 4 from Mike Salcedo Number Lore. (Unreleased)
298. Spotty Leonard
299. Eggy from CRITORA
300. Handy (appears again in the screaming Andreas mouse-looking character part but with handy and has the face of his “screaming face” from Don’t Yank My Chain.)
301. Giggles
302. Lumpy
303. The Mole
304. The Cat that got ran over by Mole’s Car (it appears in the “really heavy metal part” with his fangs being sharper and his bigger eye pupils replaced with bloodshot eyes.)
305. Flumpty Bumpty
306. BBB
307. Grunkfuss
308. McGruff Dog
309. Unnamed Drug Dealer from Drawings in NCPC (appears again in the heavy metal part with evil smile)
310. Gingerbread/Giant Teddy Bear (appears first as normal then in the really heavy metal part it uses his true form face.
311. FroseHomeless
312. Pouli/Tom Pelican
313. Ratte/Ricky
314. Spugna/Cheesehead (Appears normal at first then at the really heavy metal part it has the face of its true form and appears in the mashed up characters part as well.)
315. Pibby
316. BunBun
317. Buggy
318. Mailman Moe
319. Croc
320. Firey
321. Bubble
322. Four
323. X from BFB
324. The Domestos Germs
325. MAD Characters (including the fanmade ones from fanmade parodies such as world war edd.)
326. Zoonomaly Monsters
327. Caught On Camera Monsters
328. The Girl from Hello by Muffin Songs
329. The Orange & Lemon Mascots from A Love Story by Chipotle
330. Marylin B Worm
331. VAL
332. Sincomics Green Square
333. Crown
334. Bandaid
335. Fish from DCTF
336. Rage Comic Faces
337. Heavy from Team Fortress
338. Sans
339. Dead Memes
340. Frisk
341. Undertale Bosses
342. Red (Angry Birds)
343. Godzilla
344. Ghidorah
345. Minecraft Mobs
346. BOES
347. Backrooms Entities
348. B-Day
349. GOB Mascots AND MORE!

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2024.05.20 01:43 Emotional_Emu_5901 Versus art request batch 1 part 7:composite snake vs composite spider

Request for:u/ButterflyMother
I had a ton of fun with this one
Snakes used:
Jormungandr(god of war) Ka(jungle book) Rattlesnake jake(rango) Pythor P. Chumsworth(ninjago)
Spiders used: The weaver(world of darkness) Spoderman(memes) Gavantula(Pokémon) Terroranchula(Ben 10)
Also I did a crappily drawn obilisk with a spider
Also sorry for not drawing much requests I have been really busy recently

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2024.05.20 00:03 MistakenlyThrownaway An Embarrassing Confession: Opinions Welcomed

Throwaway account because of how unbelievably vulnerable, and cringey, this topic is for me.
TLDR; I feel tied to a musician and would like advice whether I am projecting my fantasies, or if this is a true relationship from a past life, I should explore.
-Prelude-
I would like to preface this with a bit of context. I have never before "fan girled" over a particular celebrity, as I have the cognizance to comprehend that they are not holy, just humans such as myself. Fame matters not to me, and frankly, I sympathize with those placed upon altars by society and are unable to lead normal lives without every aspect of their livelihood scrutinized beneath a microscope. While I am able to venerate artists skills, talents, and the products of such, I do not perceive these humans as something to worship, nor do I feel any connection to them on a personal level. With this in mind, and upon completing this loquacious piece, you may question my hypocrisy and contradictions. This may be yet another justification, however, I would not be questioning my intentions if he were not "famous". In fact, I wish I had met him prior to his success, or in a lifetime where I am not questioning whether I am projecting these beliefs unto someone because something in me is only intrigued by the "mystery", even if I do not believe this is the case, his status, fame, fortune, nor career matter not to me, yet those exact reasons are why I must inquire, as must remain reasonable, to view this abnormality in every feasible spectrum, when piecing this puzzle together.
When I inquire internally, what is it exactly that draws me to him, my explanation falters. Is it solely the proses inscribed within his compositions that I relate to? No, as I am a melomanic and have ripped my wrists apart with my ability to identify profoundly with other vocalists discography’s, but cared not to become acquainted with their creators. Is it some repulsive need to unveil an anonymous figure? That does not interest me, for I respect and care not to understand various performers, authors and producers I enjoy, who wish to remain nameless that. Then WHAT is it?

Naturally, although I am spiritual, aligning with paganism and witchcraft, I still attempt to hold logic above all, persistently remaining accountable for my actions and thought process'. While there is this unwavering notion within me that I must get to know this person, that I HAVE known this being, I cannot help but question whether or not my conclusion of our familiarity being a past lives is a justification for some sick, parasocial projection of adoration. I shoulder the burden of shame, ridicule and feel, quite frankly, borderline insane for having this incredibly intense impulse to somehow reach forth to him. Not because I believe my feelings are shameful, merely for the singularity of the situation, the capriciousness of my position.
-The Story- Nevertheless, I discovered a musician roughly two years ago, one that is within an anonymous collective. There are little photographs of him floating through the ether, and he does not interact with his admirers, nor does he accept interviews.
That peculiar event had me questioning all I had believed of past lives, quantum mechanics, souls, the afterlife, and synchronicities. Which, attempting to rationalize this fervor, has led me to this forum.
I have this gnawing, aching desire to initiate communication, to quell this curiosity of why. At first, I theorized it was a limerence I had never experienced, simply as I enjoyed his creations more than I ever had any artist previously. Then, as I delved further into his discography, I realized what I felt was not simply empathy for the emotions he so exquisitely illustrated, those that no amount of literature, art, music, podcasts or even conversation between myself and others, have been able to so perfectly describe. It was something… more. Immediately I fought these strange cravings, chalking up anomalous emotions as excitement for discovering music that electrifies my blood.
This mortal has made it known he does wish to remain anonymous, and I absolutely respected these wishes, until his identity was unwittingly revealed to me. Upon initially viewing his visage, a twinge comparable to the feeling of forgetting something, to a thought looming just outside of fingertips reach, struck my ribcage. This reaction was so visceral, sparking wonderment and, admittedly, a bit of fear, as if accessing information I should not have, was the swirling depths of his eyes. Lapis lazuli's caging a soul, atoms, matter, that I have searched once upon a time, trusted, beseeched, vortexes I have collapsed into in ways so hauntingly known, as if imprinted into my coding, yet terrifyingly inaccessible to me. Who IS this figure to me, and why do I crave to know? This instance was utterly jarring and, frankly, uncomfortable, as if I just discovered The Matrix.
I chose to attend one of his gatherings, convinced this consuming need would be satiated. Alas, something unexpected occurred. While the eve of observing him perform did increase my appreciation of his art, I experienced a shift within that conclusively affirmed my hypothesis of our past lives intertwining. I could objectively understand that he was simply completing his obligations on stage, that I was lost within the crowd and there was no moment of "ohmygosh there he is!", butterflies beating my viscera, nor any of the usual notions associated with a "crush". Moreso, a disappointment blanketed me, that I did not only revel in his crafts, but that I also wanted to know the human behind the mask. I had hoped these thoughts were just a childish fascination, alas, the burden has crystallized my veins even further.
This revelation of sorts has me certain I have known this man in a past life, one I cannot begin to formulate into words. This cognition, an absolute conviction, that he was important to me, as if our molecules are composed of the same stardust, that our quantum ties are intrinsically woven through each continuum. A call from some chasm beckons me, a void that is thrusting me to converse with him. Which is f**king crazy, ridiculous, a sentiment I wish to rebuke. If I cannot, or should not, answer to this revelation some unforeseen God is willing me to, how can I silence it?
While he is clearly attractive, transcendentally talented and intelligent beyond grasp, I do not wish to know him for any other reason than to understand him, this unshakeable sensation of significance between us, to explore what we have been or could be, to be a person whom he may rely on- whether that be friends, some familial bond, or romantically. Some fragment within me calls from a forbidden realm, demanding that I transmit my thoughts of consolation, express my vulnerability, and even advice regarding a few of the sentiments he has shared previously within his concerts. That, even if my attempt at interaction is rejected, he is aware that he does not suffer alone, and perhaps finds some form of solace in my words. If he does not wish to know me in the way I him, as why would he?, I would be pleased if he only had the comfort of my sentiments, even if he did not remember who or what exactly was written to him, on days where existing is unbearable.
-The Questions- Does my experience sound similar to others discovering a poignant past life connection/relationship? Or have I simply curated an unhealthy attachment with this person? If not, should I attempt to make contact with them? For further context, the "fandom" of this particular individual is rather teeming with "fangirls", some of which border on obsessive and skirt boundaries. Although, if I am being honest with myself, I could very well be included in this. The entire situation is so completely unlike me that I am wavering in my resolve, as I typically act very deliberately, and know what I want, need, have to do in the majority of my decisions. I can confidently proclaim this confusion is driving me mad. Or, perhaps, I always have been.
Thank you for your time, consideration and commentary, truly, as I do realize how verbose this confession is.

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2024.05.19 22:50 Celebration-Cute Rabbit and Butterfly

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2024.05.19 21:41 clydelogan Through the Looking Glass: Taylor and Mirrors

Let me just start out by saying I haven’t read Through the Looking Glass by Louis Carroll in about 10 years and I’ve only read it 3 times (HS AP English Lit, a Lit class in college, and after 1989). I’m by no means as versed in Louis Carroll or Alice’s Adventures as others in this sub.
I’ve talked about numerology 8 [here](https://www.reddit.com/GaylorSwift/s/PQLFND29FR) and how it connects to “Karma”. It’s also been 8 years since when we would have gotten the lost “Karma” album. To briefly recap my other post, Taylor had mentioned before she’s into numerology. In numerology, the number 8 is associated with karma because 8 is ruled by Saturn (love you to the moon and to Saturn) who is the Lord of Karma.
Now let’s get into Through the Looking Glass. Taylor Nation has been hinting at 2016 quite a bit lately. Most notably drawing attention to Taylor in this outfit at Stockholm N2 which is the reversed version of her 2016 Grammy’s outfit. In TTLG, Alice enters through the looking glass and finds a mirror world where everything is reversed.
2016 Grammys ; Eras Tour Stockholm May 18, 2024
Taking it back to 2023, we see the Lover House from the Lover music video as a background visual when she performs Lover. I will side track here to say Taylor released the Lover music video on August 22, 2019 (happy birthday to me ). The same day the music video released, she announced she is re-recording the first 6 albums because of the Masters Heist. The house we see during the Eras Tour visual is slightly different than the music video, notably, we see Taylor leaving the Lover House in her yellow closeting dress through a mirror in the Lover room.
Eras Tour Lover House Visual with Taylor going through the Mirror in the Lover room while wearing a yellow dress
I personally think this visual has many layers to it which I’m just going to lay out here:

If you are a failed comingoutlor, you likely believe she was going to come out during the Lover era, but due to the Masters Heist, her plan was foiled. In the music video, her clothing in each room of the Lover house fits the colors of that room. In the tour visual, she is in a yellow dress which doesn’t fit the theme.
Taylor is climbing through the mirror in a yellow dress, a nod to the first re-record, Fearless.
Taylor is leaving the Lover era to go back in time.

Taylor destroys the Lover house later in the Eras Tour, I personally believe that is because she is rebuilding the Lover house the way she wants it, because it was always fractured by the lost album. I’m a Karma/Lost Album truther and I believe that was her original attempt at a coming out. This leads me to the Through the Looking Glass chessboard
TTLG Chessboard by me
In Through the Looking Glass, the book starts out with Alice playing with a white kitten and a black kitten. She notices a mirror and when she touches the mirror, she realizes she can go through it, which takes her into the mirror world version of her house where everything is reversed.
Two recent examples of Taylor using mirror imagery. In Anti Hero where she’s looking at the Evil!TayloTaylor Swift ™️ in the mirror; On the cover of the WAOLOM Phone Memo touching the looking glass/mirror
She discovers a book of poetry called the Jabberwocky that is written in reverse that you need to hold up to a mirror to be able to read it. (Hello, Tortured Poets Department. There have been posts in the sub on listening to TTPD in reverse as well as the songs from TTPD mirroring other songs). Alice leaves behind her home and enters a garden where she meets the Red Queen who tells her she can become a queen if she can make it across the countryside to the 8th rank/row that is laid out like a chessboard.
So this is where I’ve started out with the image above. I believe we are resetting the chessboard to 2016. The Red Queen places Alice on the second row as a White Queen pawn, thus combining Alice’s need to cover two of the rows (or for Taylor, two years combining Reputation and Karma/Lost Album into one double album).
Alice starts off this quest/journey by getting on a train that skips over the third row (2018) and goes right into the fourth row which is a forest where she meets a Looking Glass Gnat that teaches her about Looking Glass insects (2019, Lover, butterfly mural, butterfly pajamas in Lover MV). She goes through the “woods where things have no names” and forgets her own name and identity. She’s helped by a fawn who also forgets its identity, but when they get to the other side it remembers and leaves her (Masters Heist, *I jump from the train, I ride off alone*, the muse that she breaks up with during the Lover era (?) )
Taylor Alice comes across Tweetle Dee (Scott Brushetta) and Tweetle Dumb (Pooper Scooter) who try to provoke her (their responses to her announcement of re-recording her albums that it wasn’t going to work, etc) and point her direction to the sleeping Red King and telling her she’s a figment of his imagination (my interpretation is pointing at her conservative/homophobic fans and saying they’ll never support an out and queer Taylor or purchase her re-records). But they Tweedles are scared off by a large crow (Taylor’s aesthetic turning black and the support of other people in the industry and her fans to re-record her music).
Alice meets with the White Queen as she gets ready to move into the 5th rank, but as they cross the brook, the Queen is turned into a sheep and Alice has to paddle the boat across on her own (2020, Covid happens, Loverfest is cancelled, Taylor creates Folklore) and struggles with it (Cardigan MV)
https://preview.redd.it/6cvz3p4fqf1d1.jpg?width=4096&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=28cf5e4b93c77a2d2f4f5c4512a501bd5748b7b7
Alice then crosses into the 6th rank/row by crossing another brook (end of 2020-2021, Evermore, Willow MV)
https://i.redd.it/u70wd6amqf1d1.gif
Where she meets Humpty Dumpty who gives his own interpretation of Jabberwocky before he falls and all the (White) kings horses & all the (White) kings men try to put him together again.
Taylor releases Fearless TV (White Horse) and Red TV in 2021. Which leads to the 7th Rank/Row where Alice crosses a brook into a forest (Lavender Haze MV) and is almost captured by a Red Knight but is saved by the White Knight (1950s shit).
https://preview.redd.it/emjf9evqqf1d1.jpg?width=1198&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=da2bbc9c45a4e289cad0502d778ce01b7e5501ca
The Knight sings her a poem called Ways and Means to the tune of My Heart and Lute (Thomas Moore). Before she leaves him to cross the brook into the 8th rank/row
https://preview.redd.it/c4qqc0vuqf1d1.jpg?width=1198&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=fe67ed0386af1046510638cf34cec9b5c30bbba8
Where she automatically becomes a Queen
(2023, Eras Tour, biggest year of her career, many media outlets calling her the 2023 Queen of Pop music and saying it was the year of Taylor)
The story ends with the Red Queen and White Queen showing up and inviting themselves to a party that Alice would be hosting without her knowledge that turns into chaos and Alice shaking the Red Queen who she blamed for the chaos. She then wakes up holding the black kitten (Red Queen) and white kitten (White Queen).
Which takes us into 2024 where we’ve crossed the chessboard and Taylor has given us a black and white album, The Tortured Poets Department which has heavy Red Era/Red Muse theming.
TTLG Chessboard with addition of the rebuilding of the Lover House by re-recordings
But there’s another album with Black and White imagery in Taylor’s discography which still has to be released from the vault: Reputation (the newspaper print album cover) but this time, she’s also bringing 2016 back with her in the form of the Lost Album/Karma, which means the damage that was already existing in the Lover House will be repaired by that album coming into existence. We already knew Taylor was rebuilding the Lover house from the tour visuals and that the house was set up differently than the original one.
Burning Down the Lover House to rebuild it, but it's not complete...yet
The Lover House she sets on fire in 1989 (burning it down because the “Rep Vault is fire” aka the Lost Album/Karma) will be rebuilt with 13 rooms. Those three large rooms in the center I believe will end up turning into two rooms each, making each room equal with her 13th album, the one where she is OUT as the attic/penthouse, completing the Lover house the way she intended it. *This* is Taylor’s Version.
I hope you all enjoy, I actually dug out my laptop to make this which just goes to show how much I felt the need to post lmao bc I haven't used my laptop in over 2 years.

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