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Saw a beautiful person with a beautiful fit earlier and thought Elliott would
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energy givers vs energy takers
Energy givers:
making time for your hobbies
your favourite music
spending time outside
a balanced diet
literature, poetry, and art
quiet moments / alone time
proper rest and quality sleep
good company and conversations
taking time to reflect
exercise, stretching, going on walks
Energy takers:
consuming negative media
people pleasing
doom scrolling
surrounding yourself with negative people
overworking and overthinking
not living in the moment
procrastinating
chasing after people who don't deserve you
clutter and mess
changing yourself to fit in
As always, please feel free to share your own suggestions and tips in the comments! <3
love ya ･:*₊‧✩
Roger Barel Main Route - Chapter 0
As usual, can’t guarantee 100% accuracy on this. I’m doing this for archiving purposes and you can probably find a better translation out there. Some dialogue's taken directly from the English version's prologue.
This world, it’s full of despair.
It comes in different forms, both big and small.
Even so, it wears down on the mind all the same, and can even take lives.
(I’ve been searching for a way to fight against it)
--
Ellis: Thanks for queueing with me, Roger.
This morning, Ellis had asked me out of the blue to go with with him to a cafe that looked like something out of a picture book as a “favor”.
In a space that was full of women, Ellis and I drew curious glances.
Roger: So, what the hell is that “thing” making people queue up so early in the morning?
The cafe recently went through some renovations and the first 30 customers would get some kind of gift.
Ellis: A tin of biscuits. It’s something Harry wanted but since he’s on a mission, I came in his place.
Roger: Haha, so that’s it. Then I’ll give him my share too ‘cause having two will make him “happier” than having one.
The man sitting in front of me’s been busy making people happy today.
Ellis: By the way, I had some business at the pub yesterday and a woman asked me where Roger was. I gave her some excuse because I know you don’t like dealing with that kind of trouble.
I’m someone that doesn’t believe in romantic love.
It’s something that’s not scientifically proven. If “romantic love” does exist in this world, then…
(It’s a dysfunction of the brain or a misunderstanding caused by sexual desire)
Seems like Ellis knew me well.
Roger: You’re too good for Jude, you know. I’ll buy you drinks as thanks.
Ellis: Yippee. Ah, I think I’ll get something for Jude. I’m going to take a look around, okay?
Roger: Do what you want. Pick what would make Jude “happy”.
As I watched Ellis make his way into the store with nimble steps—
(...Hm?)
I heard a voice cutting into this peaceful morning coming from the flower shop across the street
Flower shop owner: The delivery was delayed due to construction? Ha, how typical for a female postal workers.
I couldn’t see the face of the postwoman that was getting yelled at from here.
However, with my ears that let me pick up sounds 100 yards away, I could hear her heartbeat.
It was unsteady, probably because she was scared.
(“How typical for a female.” …What a bastard)
(If it escalates, I’ll step in—)
In the moment, her dignified voice rang out.
Kate: My sincerest apologies! I will be more careful in the future. For now, will you please accept this?
The man who was yelling is taken aback, likely feeling guilty after her apology.
Flower shop owner: Y-yeah… As long as you understand. Just be careful from now on.
I heard her let out a deep breath.
(So that postwoman’s someone that tries to be strong… Not bad)
Ellis: I’m back, Roger….Is something wrong?
Roger: No? Wow, you bought a lot?
Ellis: I wanted to get something for everyone. I’ll ask Victor to make tea and we can all have them together. Oh yeah, speaking of Victor…He said he has a mission for all of Crown.
Roger: Oh? Having us all together’s pretty rare. Could be an annoying one so let’s try not to get hurt.
--
Having said that, it ended without a single injury or incident.
—At least it was supposed to until an uninvited guest wandered in.
The woman standing there covered in blood, looking pale, was neither cursed nor a target. Just unlucky.
Jude: Tch…That’s why I toldja to lock the damn door!
Roger: Haha, well I didn’t think we’d have a trespasser! She’s a naughty lil’ thing, isn’t she?
My ears picked up an irregular heartbeat.
(...This sound. …No way)
—But that hunch soon came true.
The lil’ lady called Kate who stumbled upon Crown was presented to the palace’s grim reaper like a main dish.
(Now that she knows some classified info, she can’t leave without consequences)
(Worst case scenario, what waits for her is—)
Then, the lil’ lady in her hopeless situation spoke up with a dignified voice.
Kate: I swear I’ll never tell anyone about anything I just heard!
Victor: Hmm…Hm? What’s this?
Kate: I swear to protect your secret. I-I’m a letter carrier, and we’ve been trained to…maintain strict confidentiality!
Victor and William: …
Kate: If you think you can’t trust me, then go ahead and keep me under watch until you believe you can! I promise I’ll prove it.
A brave and logical proposal.
However, despite her demeanor, her heartbeat continued pounding in my ears.
The sound that didn’t match the attitude—it had me convinced.
(Ah…so she’s the postwoman from that time)
Her loud heartbeat gave away her true feelings.
(“Please don’t kill me”)
Among the anxiety was the strong desire to live and fight against despair.
(...Nice. This lil’ lady could be interesting)
I didn’t feel any sort of love or affection, but I felt this strange exhilaration in my heart.
So I thought—It'd be a shame to kill her.
(Come to think of it, at that time…)
I did “hear” her footsteps and heartbeat when she wandered in.
I could’ve made her avoid Crown.
(But I didn’t)
(Deep down, I was waiting for “something”...which is probably why I invited this heartbeat in)
I could imagine how angry this lil’ lady would be if she knew…
Victor: Well, well, what a good idea! I think we can actually make use of you. Accepted!
Kate: …Really?
Victor: Let’s see…All right, from today forward, you shall be Crown’s own personal…Fairytale Keeper!
Under the command of Victor, the Queen’s aide who controls Crown, enigmatic position of “Fairytale Keeper” was filled by Kate, saving her life.
Roger: Let’s try to get along this month, yeah?
Kate: Of course, Roger.
--
Ellis: Hey, Roger. Earlier, why did you look like you were having fun?
Roger: Earlier?
Ellis: When we were discussing whether or not to kill Kate.
(...This guy can really read people)
Roger: Well…I guess it’s ‘cause it’s been a while since I saw something interesting.
Ellis: Hehe, I see. Then… Would Kate being here overthrow your theory…and make you happier?
Basically he was asking if I’d fall in love with Kate and be happy.
Roger: Ellis, you’re aware of my curse…right?
Ellis: The double-crossing hunter from Snow White.
Roger: Right…The queen had ordered the hunter to bring her the heart of the detestable Snow White. But the hunter betrayed the queen by letting the girl go in the forest and instead, brought the queen a heart of an animal. After that, Snow White met a prince after her life was saved…And now here’s a question. Why do you think Snow White chose the prince instead of the hunter who saved her life?
Ellis: Huh?...I don’t know.
Roger: Because that’s just how it’s supposed to be. Because there’s supposed to be a happy ending.
Not to mention the fact that this is reality, not a fairy tale.
A man who doesn’t believe in love and a little robin who’ll leave after the month’s up—the relationship won’t develop into love or affection.
(...That’s what I think)
(But then why does my heart beat weirdly when I look at the lil’ lady?)
ikevil character profiles except i put them through 20 layers of google translate
the original profiles are under the cut for comparison! (i didn't wanna do a side-by-comparison bc my edits looked uglier since i couldn't replicate the exact fonts or placing of the text ksmkfmk i did my best 😔)
Cherokee Miku from my home state of North Carolina!
Native Miku🩷😆😆😆
Métis Miku (Creeku)
hopping on the miku in different cultures trend with anishinaabe (ojibwe) miku
i love you queer disabled people
i love you trans disabled people
i love you young disabled people
i love you old disabled people
i love you all disabled people
I'm starting a collection
This is the magic lucky word count. Reblog for creativity juice. It might even work, who knows.
Kirby, Metaknight, and a Deedee. (With Magalor in the background) I’m honestly the weakest one there, and I’ll take it.
You and the characters in your lockscreen wallpaper fight god.
Lucky Clover Cat
As a fic writer, i need every reader to know that:
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I don’t care if you ramble. I read every word and i love you
I don’t care if you leave a comment on a fic from four years ago or leave comments/kudos on like ten of my fics in one go. This isn’t IG, pls stalk my AO3. I love you
I don’t care if you mention the same thing in your comment that four other people have already mentioned. It’s actually really useful to know what resonated with people and I love everyone who takes the time to tell me they liked a particular turn of phrase
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that purple in the middle is not the right saturation, it doesn't fit with the other two colors and it drives me crazy.
The fastest way to shut down my "freelance life means I have to constantly be working" thoughts is to remind myself that if I was a boss holding a worker to the standards I hold myself to, their union would hunt me for sport and nobody would blame them.
map i made.
I live in a yaoi state 😔
Just a heads up right now: on the day when Trump dies, I’m going to be extremely tasteless about it. It’s going to get ugly. You are going to see a side of me I am not proud of. I don’t want any call-outs in my inbox, I’m stating right now that lines will be crossed.
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You may or may not have seen my HH stuff on Tiktok 😭😭
I wanted to post my Hazbin redesigns on here one bc l've literally been neglecting Tumblr and I feel bad and two, they've been getting a ton of love on Tiktok so I wanted to share them here as well!
Pt 1!
ancient greek word of the day: κακοθερής (kakotherēs), unfitted to endure summer heat
Lord of the Rings fanart! I watched for the first time recently and loved it
~Blood & BLISS~
Human!Alastor x wife!Reader
Themes: 1930 based! Human!Alastor x wife!Reader, domestic life! fluff, smut, devotion, slight manipulation, mention of children, pregnancy, blood, murder, secrets
chapter two
Synopsis: Marrying New Orleans famous radio host had been a shocker to everyone. You, a southern belle from an esteemed family, had somehow managed to catch the attention of the mysterious bachelor.
Your wedding was all in the papers and talk of the town, even though the ceremony was rather private.
You quickly settled in as the homemaker as Alastor brought home the dough and took care of you.
It was a dream come true.
But Alastor was strange, even to you and you were his wife, but you brushed it off as him just being a man. You had nothing to complain about. You lived in a nice big house, had the finest luxuries, and Alastor would dote on you. What wasn’t to love?
Well… all those things were nice, but you were starting to crave a family with your husband.
You knew of Alastor’s upbringing and had an inkling that children might not be an option…but Alastor wouldn’t deny you what you desired most would he? Of course not ma belle.
Alastor prided himself on how people often wondered about him. The renowned radio host, who the public rarely saw. He was a mystery to many. He frequented jazz lounges and often could be found drinking whiskey as he listened to the Mimzy gossip about the latest news.
He, himself was shocked when he met you, the prettiest thing in the city. He had to have you. He knew you were the one.
Like the gentleman he was, he sent you flowers and love letters to begin courting you. He never tired of how shy you were around him.
It wasn’t long before he asked your father for your hand and the two of you got hitched.
And what a wedding it was! he spared no expense to your disapproval.
Alastor was the epitome of what every husband inspired to be!
Doting, providing, and attentive.
But he had a secret he kept from his little wife…
Can he maintain control over his domestic affairs and his sinister ones?
Soft jazz played in the background as you busied around the kitchen preparing dinner. The sizzling of the oil carried the scent of fried chicken as you chopped collards and added them to another pan to fry.
You hummed along to whatever song was playing as you cooked.
You took the chicken out of the grease, poured some of it in a can for later and used the rest to make cornbread. You stirred the collards a bit, adding pepper and a little salt before turning the stove off. You glanced at the clock; 6pm, Alastor should be coming home soon.
After putting everything in pretty dishes and wrapping it in foil you sighed tiredly as you finally got off your feet, plopping down on a couch.
You almost wanted to go back into the kitchen and clean up, but thought to just wait after dinner to do so.
You perked as your radio made a noise, static as if the channel had changed, before the voice of your husband came through.
”Well folks that is all. I have for you tonight! I hope you enjoyed today’s broadcast and I will see you tomorrow. I wouldn’t want to be late for dinner nonono haha. Until next time!”
You smiled, feeling happy he wasn’t going to stay at the studio all night.
With that in mind, you quickly ran upstairs to freshen up, wanting to greet your husband without the smell of grease clinging to you.
“I’m home!” A voice called as the sound of the front door closing had you rushing downstairs.
Alastor was taking off his coat, when you greeted him “Oh let me take that” you smiled, grabbing his coat to put it away. He let out a relieved sigh as he removed his shoes and put them by the door. Once comfortable, his long arms were around your waist, pulling you into a kiss “And how was my beautiful wife today hmm?” He asked bringing a dainty hand to his lips. You giggled “Oh nothing worth mentioning. How was work today? I heard you signing off. I hate that I missed tonight’s broadcast” you mused, untying his bow tie. Alastor hummed “oh you know same ole same ole, through I will say I got a lot of fan mail today” he chuckled as you rolled your eyes. He took a whiff of the air and grinned “Hmm looks like I actually made it in time for dinner”
You both made your way to the kitchen and you immediately went to fix his plate, while he got glasses out of the cabinet and some red wine.
Alastor practically had drool coming out of his mouth as the smell of food wafted into his nose. You took a seat across from him and smiled. “My my my dear what a meal youve prepared tonight!” He commented as he took a bite out of the cornbread, moaning in delight.
It always filled your heart with happiness seeing Alastor eat your food. When you first got married, you didn’t have a clue on how to cook. It was rather embarrassing, but you had grown up with personal cooks.
But Alastor didn’t mind teaching you, and soon enough you were whipping up delicious meals that filled his stomach, rather than upset it.
Dinner was quiet as the two of you enjoyed each others company, Alastor making comments about the lastest gossip he had heard and you catching him on the neighborhood gossip. “Oh before I forget, Mimzy wants to know if you wanted to swing by the lounge this weekend. Something about I keep you to myself too much” Alastor laughed, swiping at his mouth. You laughed, that sounded like Mimzy. Always hoping to get a chance at you singing on stage so she could make a few extra bucks. “Well tell ‘er not this weekend, I have plans to host a few of the ladies for book club. Rosie is sure to have some gossip I’ve missed.”
Alastor quirked a brow “You sure dear? I fear Mimzy will chew me a new one if she don’t get to see ou” You mulled it over “Well book club usually don’t take that long and its during tea time so I guess I don’t mind gracing the lounge with my presence” you giggled, getting up and taking your empty dishes to the sink. Alastor followed you and quickly swatted your hands as you reached to turn the sink on.
“Now now my dear, you spent all evening cooking the least I can do is wash the dishes. The chef shouldn’t cook and clean” he nudged you away from the sink as you pouted.
It never ceased to amazed you that Alastor took on household chores. Most husbands had their wives cook and clean, but not your Alastor.
He didn’t like you to tire out from maintaining the home all day.
You pressed a kiss to his cheek in thanks and told him you’ll be upstairs getting ready for bed.
You had just finished rolling your hair when Alastor came up to your bedroom. You sighed as you sunk into the cool cotton sheets, finally relaxing for the day. You didn’t realized you had quickly fell asleep until feeling Alastor slide into bed beside you, arm pulling you to tuck you into his side and rest your head on his chest.
You happily cuddled into him, breathing in his scent as the sound of his heartbeat lulled you back to sleep.
A yawn passed your lips as began to fall asleep
”Goodnight”
”Sleep tight dear”
”Don’t let the bedbugs bite”
”haha see you in the morning light love” he whispered pressing a kiss to your forehead as you sighed, chest heaving in deep breaths.
Alastor smiled at your sleeping face; how lucky was he to have a sweet wife who worked so hard while he was gone. His eyes grew heavy as he listened to your soft snores.
What bliss. He wouldn’t give this up for anything in the world.
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NOTE: aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh why and how did my mind conjure this when I have other things to write eeeeeeehhhh!!!!!!!
Anyway….this is gonna be ANOTHER short story hehehe. Since I wrote it on a whim it might take some time for me to post the next part but I hope y’all enjoy it nevertheless!
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