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URGENT HELP NEEDED

As you all know there’s a cost of living crisis in the UK right now. As seen above, it’s hitting hard, especially as I’ve recently become jobless due to disability.

Rent is due tomorrow (6th October). That’s what the £750 transaction is. I’m royally fucked.

If anyone can help even a little, please please please do I’m begging.

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My first novel, Reckless Truth, is now available to read!

So I've finally put myself out there and decided to publicly post my first novel in its entirety for feedback and exposure.

Want to read the manuscript FREE? Read it here! I know some of y'all have already read parts of this but this time I promise it'll be updated until it's finished! I'll be updating it VERY often (just need time to get tags and stuff in order). Constructive criticism and feedback are not just welcome but NEEDED. This is still technically not a finished, published product. There is a link to my Ko-Fi too if you'd like to tip me for 2.5 years of hard work :P

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Aftermath

“Let me go back, I have to go back! He can’t have her again, he has to have me! I’m supposed to be special!”

Though his chest ached and his cheeks were damp with the weight of her emotions and his own, Laen held his sister close as she screamed and fought and cried. Her dress was in tatters: the princess frills and barely-concealing lace clinging to her fragile frame as loosely as she clung to her own mind. He’d offered a change of clothes, but she had refused.

The mess in her head was confusing his; some broken mix of guilt and fear twisting itself into jealousy — holding tightly to the familiarity and safety of the lie she’d been living.

“I’m still pretty, aren’t I?” Wide eyes shifted to look up at him, glittering and desperate for something to fix whatever she was feeling.

“You’re the most beautiful thing in any world, in Lathrym and Seed,” he told her, startled by how gentle the whisper of his voice became. “Lauri, you’re worth more than anyone could ever give you.”

“No.” Lauri shook her head, shoving him away to pace the room; hands tangled in her own hair, “No, no, it’s not the same it’s all wrong!” she whined, eyes darting as she searched her own thoughts, “I-I’m wrong I’m broken!”

“You’re not—“

“Then why doesn’t he want me anymore?!”

Laen was sure he felt his heart shatter as she screamed, tugging at her hair so hard she tore a clump of perfect waves free; staring at it in her hands and sinking to her knees faster than her brother could think to react. “I’m not even worth being a toy…”

Sighing, he knew it was over. Cradling her close again, he buried his face in her hair as she cried into his chest like they always did when they were little. “We’ll get through this,” he whispered into her mind, hoping the telepathy would be easier for her to handle, “This time, I’ve got you.”

���I’m sorry. I should have listened to you.”

“And I should have been a better brother to you, but things happened and we can’t take it back now,” he sighed, trying to change the subject, “D’you want me to fix your hair up?”

“Cut it short. I don’t want to see it. I don’t want anyone to touch it again.” Sniffling, she pulled away just enough to look down at herself. “Why am I still wearing this? I’m going to change.”

As if the last five minutes hadn’t happened, she pushed to her feet and left the room; almost dazed as if she didn’t truly realise he was still there.

Laen sighed, left with a damp shirt, kneeling on the floor with a clump of his sister’s hair on the floor in front of him. This was going to be harder than he thought.

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All the icons cuz I'm on mobiles and can't see them also I can't even find the thing you reblogged but yeah all the icons 4 da meme thing

(( I’M JUST GONNA DO ALL OF THEM PERIODICALLY. SO YOu’LL GET ONE SHIP NOw AND THE REST TOMORROw OR LATER?? ))

✦ for a random headcanon about our muses

Lyric is aware Josh is very attractive. He is very aware that other people look at him even when they’re out together. When Lyric catches people doing it and Josh isn’t looking, he flashes his predator eyes/shark teeth at them and then nuzzles up to Josh shortly after. He’s pretty sure Josh has caught on to it, but that’s not going to stop him from doing it. He’s a jealous pup.

☮ for a headcanon about our muses’ friendship

So they’re both really artistic and super homo for each other, but they’re still dudes, yanno? They must do some sort of bro stuff together right?? No?? Like maybe they jam together?? Watch sports on the telly?? Or put flowers in each other’s hair?? That’s what dudes do, right?

Seriously though, I’m 100% sure Josh is as much as a friend to Lyric as he is a lover. Josh has this sort of quality that makes Lyric just want to talk to him and Lyric doesn’t like talking to anybody. I’m 1000% sure that if they weren’t doing the no pants dance and being diabetically sweet with each other, they’d be amazing friends. 

♥ for a headcanon about our muses’ love life 

I’m pretty sure sometimes they forget they’re a gay couple. They’re just too focused on each other. Like they’ll be all kissy and cute in public and then they get surprised at the reaction it gets like???

“mOM THOSE TWO GUYS ARE KISSING”

Lyric: *breaks the kiss* “oMG WHERE”

☁ for an angsty headcanon about our muses

Let’s talk about Josh’s night terrors, shall we? If I know anything about night terrors it’s that they can be violent and can lead to hurting your partner. -Now Lyric is a hearty boy, he can take a beating. And he does for Josh. Bruises ain’t no thang as long as he can get Josh to calm down. I have this image of Josh hitting him so hard he breaks his nose and Lyric not missing a beat. He just shoves some goddamn tissues up his nostrils and goes through the motions of getting Josh to relax. He’ll heal in  couple days, but the guilty looks Josh gives him when he sees the damage he’s done breaks his heart. He has to reassure him that it’s okay and that he’s here to help him, so it’s just part of the job description, you know? That’ll probably be the first time Lyric says he loves him, just to make sure Josh knows exactly why he could never leave him.

☄ for a lighthearted headcanon about our muses

The two of them have pun fights. Like one of them will just say a pun just to be funny and then the other will respond with another until it escalates and they’re both pulling out the worst puns you could possibly think of and it’s adorable aLRIGHT

☯ for a headcanon about our muses’ differences

oKAY CAN WE JUST TALK ABOUT HOW JOSH IS VERY WORDY AND HOW LYRIC IS VERY PHYSICAL. LIKE THEY’RE TWO SIDES OF THE SAME COIN ALRIGHT. Like they constantly do things for each other and worry it’s not enough because Lyric’s like all over Josh but he never expresses his affection in words and Josh is always so poetic but he’s so inexperienced with the touching thing and they’re both always like “Am I doing enough for you?? Am I trying hard enough??” thIS ISN’T EVEn A HEAD CANON I JUST LIKE THIS PART OF THEIR RELATIONSHIP

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Heretical Hypotheticals

in collaboration with @the-siren-saga

Hybrid Perpetual was in bliss, and it was deeply distracting.

Life at the Cathedral was mind-numbing in its simplicity. Wake up. Join the others in the Inner Circle for daily devotions. Practice etiquette, poise, entertaining– whatever her Lord and Master wished her to know. Get used to the lack of privacy. Get used to being scrutinized. Get used to never being good enough.

Occasionally, allow herself to love it.

Now, of course, she had a new duty that she'd been doing for the past few weeks– babysitting Marchosias's pet, who he'd unfortunately begun to tire of.

She'd expected something like a raíosa, or even something more exotic and fearsome such as a Nachtryr. Maybe even one of those fluffy little mewing animals that were often exported from the Seeds– what were they called again? Ca'ats? No, that wasn't it. Instead, the "pet" in question was… an Arkn woman named Laurien– or Moss Rose, as he called her. This fact made her a little sick when she first encountered her, a fact that she'd endeavored to hide as well as she could from Marchosias Aversen's prying telepathy. The Arkn was pleasant enough company, she guessed– a little naive and innocent, and reluctant to talk about anything but how much she loved her captor, but she could hardly be blamed for either of those things. And honestly, with the way she was being cast aside, Moss Rose needed a friend.

On this particular day, she took the Arkn mage out to one of the Cathedral's pleasure gardens, intent on making sure she knew that even with the way she was being thrown away, she still had someone. She seemed unfazed by her Master’s waning attention, skipping and babbling about her love for Him as always, but a trained eye could see the way her smile never reached her eyes; her skip wasn’t quite so high.

“Do you think He’s building up to something?” She wondered, pausing in her step to beam at her friend, purple beads shining in her hair as it settled, “Perhaps He has a secret! Oh! Do you think I have a new wardrobe on the way? O-or a shiny new collar! No, he did that too recently…”

Pausing to frown for a moment, she fell silent; something glazing over in her eyes as her fingers brushed the glittering band at her throat -- but it was gone as soon as it came, the smile plastered firmly back in place. “Whatever it is, I’m certain it will be grand! Our Lord never disappoints!”

"I'm not sure what He has planned," Hybrid Perpetual said, a bit distantly. I think he's just bored, she thought to herself, but didn't dare say it out loud. "You seem a bit less bubbly than usual, Laur– I mean, Moss Rose. Has everything been well? I'd like to think of myself as your friend. You don't have to hide anything from me."

She covered Laurien's small, delicate hand with her own in a gesture of comfort, and it's so much like what her Lord does, so much like what Shanna used to do. It's a gesture so simple, but it seems to implore– Let me in. Trust me. I have your best interests at heart.

Lauri glanced between Hybrid and her hand, her expression wavering for a single, heart-stopping moment. Her lips parted softly, ready to say something, but she seemed to catch herself a moment before; shaking her head with another smile and quickly tugging her hand back. “I’m sure it’s nothing. Our Lord would never-.. No, I’m just being silly. I’ve been told I’m clingy, you know? And with our Lord so… busy…”

She shrugged as if it were nothing, but her eyes glittered with unspoken worries.

Hybrid Perpetual didn't like this. It was true that the act she wore was often no better than Laurien's own single-minded devotion. It was true that sometimes, on occasion, she even let herself mean it. Even let herself sink, the way that Laurien had sunk, into an obsession from which she'd only just recovered. But this was different. His control over Laurien seemed, as with so many of them, to be absolute.

How am I supposed to wake up someone who doesn't know she's sleeping?

"It doesn't seem like nothing," she said with a sad smile, trying to slip back into the mindset of a devoted follower to make sure her words didn't come off as heretical. "And it doesn't make you disloyal to be a little upset, I promise. If the lack of His presence didn't sadden us, what joy would we find in His return?"

That had better be the right thing to say. I don't want to make things worse.

“I… suppose you’re right.” The frown touched her brow again; a slight squeeze of her brow like she was trying to shake off a headache. “I just. I-I feel like I’ve done something wrong.”

She slowly rested herself down on a pristine white wall in front of rose bushes that framed her like the caged thing she was. A petal loosened itself to tangle in her hair and she plucked it out absently, handling the delicate bloom with absent eyes. “He used to give me everything. I felt like His princess; his perfect petal framed by His light.” As if to punctuate the point, she lifted the petal to the sky, the light glinting in her eyes like the sky itself were mirrored there. “And now… He still gives me such kind words, such lovely things, but it isn’t the same. D’you know what I mean?”

The petal fell from her fingertips and danced to the ground, her smile a little sad if still dreamlike as she looked back to Hybrid, “I’m probably being silly. He’s a busy God after all; how can I expect Him to be with me all the time? But it just… feels like He’s not there anymore, even when He is with me.”

Without saying a word, Hybrid Perpetual listened attentively to Laurien's struggles. The current 'counselor,' Montezuma, didn't know how to listen at all– not unless you were Tea, at least– and honestly, nobody else in the Society did either. So when Hybrid Perpetual put her own thoughts and interests aside for a moment and focused her attention completely on Laurien's pain, it came as quite a surprise.

It was only when she was finished, and not a moment before, that Hybrid Perpetual said anything at all.

"I know exactly what you mean," she hummed, looking at her with sympathy, but strangely, without pity. "Laurien–" she used her real name now– "when's the last time anyone ever just held you? Not in a possessive or greedy way, but just… because you're a person who deserves comfort?"

This is teetering on the edge of heresy. Be careful.

Laurien met her gaze for a long moment, confusion flickering there, “I-.. My Lord, he…” Swallowing heavily, she stared down at her own idly swinging feet; almost guilty. “I’m not sure. Why does it matter?”

With a quizzical tilt of her head, Hybrid Perpetual smiled thinly. "Thought so," she said with a slightly bittersweet tone. "It doesn't really matter, but… may I?"

As if she honestly hadn’t seen that coming, Lauri’s head snapped up again, eyes wide. There were conflicting questions in her mind, flickering through her ever-transparent gaze for a long silence, followed by the shortest, most sheepish nod imaginable. The guilt still hung in every breath she took as she sat there, not moving to go for the hug nor to move away; just waiting.

Hybrid Perpetual embraced her– not moving to take anything from her, not demanding any form of reciprocation. There were no overtones of expectation in the way she held Laurien close. It was just comfort, freely given. "Something is coming," she whispered. "I'm not sure what it is, or what will happen, but I want you to know that I do consider you a friend. Good luck."

As soon as the word ‘friend’ left her lips Laurien pulled away. Her expression had shifted, eyes still sparkling but the dazed smile back on her lips -- if a tad more forced this time. “You can’t tell Our Lord that. He’s-.. You can’t tell Him anything I said. Promise?”

Her smile grew wider, her panicked words and the soft-calm tone she spoke them with a chilling contrast.

"He won't know a thing." Hybrid Perpetual's smile seemed to be that of a mindlessly content worshipper, but there was an air of inscrutability from it. She, unlike most in this place, knew how to hide things. It was somewhat disconcerting.

The word "friend" was a dangerous thing in the Society of the Purple Rose. Most of the time, one used it to refer to those people who His Holiness had ordained that one should be spending time with. To use it in a more personal way– to say this person is home to me, to say we find comfort in each other– that was heretical. It was an insult to the idea of the Society as one flesh, one body, looking towards its Master as the brightest possible light. But Hybrid Perpetual… that's what she'd just done. She called Laurien a friend, in the sense of "person I have chosen to care about."

Why had she done that?

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|| how to write a ship by Kitty and Fox

1. Have 2 (or more) Gays meet each other

2. Make sure it’s either love at first sight or snark to lovers

3. Literally four seconds after they ask each other out, have them fuck

4. ????????? Chaos and Angst

5. Marriage

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Eleanor Tomlinson as Princess Isabelle (Jack the Giant Slayer)

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HELP a broke, mentally ill nonbinary musician/gamer pay rent

WEE so thanks to the pandemic I’m losing my job as of August 31st

I was homeschooled from a young age due to bullying (I was being followed home and harassed to the point where my family were fearing their safety), and due to this is was difficult for me to get the qualifications I needed for a job (I have the bare minimum and can’t afford anything more than that)

As a result I’ve always had temporary seasonal jobs because that’s all I can get with my experience and qualifications. My latest job were really nice to me and did everything they could to keep me on longer, and after several months of working my ass off to be accepted by HR, I finally got my first permanent contract in February.

A month before lockdown.

Now due to my lack of time in the company and my attendance records (I have a lot of mental health issues that make it hard for me to consistently get in on time and have to take sick days too often) I’m first on the chopping block for redundancy. There are next to no jobs I can fill and those that are have minimal hours or are temporary again. Back to square one. Except this time my rent is higher and I have a cat to look after.

So if anyone can help me out I’d greatly appreciate it, even if you just like and reblog this.

I have a few ways you can do this:

Tip Me (if you do this while i’m streaming there’ll be a notification with your message on it!)

My Ko-Fi  My Redbubble Support My Twitch  Or my YouTube Or buy my music

Thank you so much for anything you can do!

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Another dress Marchosias would make Laurien wear. (Universe X)

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