#Umbrella: Misc

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Pt: Monstropunk!!(identity & flag coining post) :end pt

MONSTROPUNK!!(identity & flag coining post)

Monstropunk: an identity that reclaims and empowers the feelings of being monstrous/disgusting/evil.

Short for "Monstrositypunk"

Ideals:

Love (of all kinds)

Freedom of self and expression

Acceptance and empowerment in negative emotions such as anger, sadness, and fear

Acceptance and empowerment in being mentally ill (especially if you have one of the "scary" mental illnesses that are commonly demonized)

Rejection of societal standards and expectations

Being unashamed of who you are and loving yourself unconditionally

Traditional punk ideals (anti-capitalist, anti-fascism, anti-bigotry)

Flag & Symbol:

Aesthetic: Anything nasty, disgusting, evil, and/or taboo!!! this can be combined with any other aesthetic (i.e. as lovecore or circuscore) while still being monstropunk!!! make it personal to you :o)

Monstropunk is pro:

Minority rights, minorities hating their oppressors

Xenogenders, neopronouns, contradictory labels, alterhumans

Endogenic and plural in general

Healthy anger, healthy spite, healthy negative emotions

Abolishing/defunding the police, abolishing fascism/capitalism

Mental health and mental illness acceptance/awareness

this is an identity that is similar to alterhuman but does not require one to actually identify as inhuman. it is a lifestyle and perspective, as well as an aesthetic!!!

flag and symbol made by @ghostly-blu !!!

im open to any questions or feedback!!!

@hypnosiacon

[musubiki]

its been a while since my last summer mochi 🌺🏖️

[swtheartz]

i finally made masterlists and gave you guys a fic series as a gift for getting me to 650 followers. this blog used to be so small and i made it when i was isolated like hell and got bored. i’m just happy you guys enjoy my content, as sporadic as it is even when i post once in a blue moon

forever grateful for my mutuals and my friend who lurks on everything i post because i started writing for mark just for her

[misc-obeyme]

i can't find this info on the wiki or subreddit and i thought you or your followers might know: what yokai is raphael supposed to be dressed up as for the yokai parade event? you can see his outfit in the snowing cherry blossoms card. i don't have the spare DP or tickets to check lonely devil and i really need to know

This one, right?

I do have this card and I read through the Devilgram to see if there was some kinda hint, but there is not. I'm not familiar enough with types of yokai to tell you what Raphael is supposed to be here. I tried to look it up, but there such a huge list that I was like it'll take me days to research all of these enough to find this specific one lol.

I thought maybe it was some type of warrior or samurai situation? Because it looks like he has armor pieces. But then there are those circular parts? I just couldn't find anything that looked similar enough.

So putting it out to my followers and the fandom! Do you any of you guys know what yokai Raphael is supposed to be in this card?

[t-u-i-t-c]

Thank you for watching episode 13 of "No. 1 Sentai Gozyuger" 🙌 Gao!! This time, with the help of the Beast Tamer, they transformed into Gaoranger!! 🦁 Today was a manners showdown, but Ryugi's manners that have permeated his body are still strong🦖 And next time! Can they stop the out-of-control housekeeper!? Enjoy the rollercoaster of emotions! Watch it 🙌

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　⟢　Ardoust　𓃉　Ardour + Detest .

A flag for one who loves so much that it inevitably turns into hatred, or disdain.

　— Self indulgent . . . sorry guys

[Plain text start: Arduoust. Ardour plus detest. A flag for one who loves so much that it inevitably turns into hatred, or disdain. Self indulgent... Sorry guys .Plain text end]

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The Umbrella Scene (Rewrite)

It was the last day of the second week of school. Marinette had gone to the library after school. She didn’t have tutoring with Fu that day but decided she would get ahead on her work. Miss. Bustier had informed the class that they were nearing the end of their current math unit which meant a test would be coming up. With Marinette’s luck, the test would fall on the same week her piece for Fine Arts was due and while she would much rather be working on her painting, Mr. Monlataing was busy after school today, leaving her painting securely locked in the art studio.

This meant Marinette’s only option was to study for math, which she did in the shelter of the library.

She was only there for two hours, surprised and pleased that she was able to pretty quickly decipher her mistakes on past homework assignments and quizzes. She worked through them diligently and deliberately, keeping her work clear so she could reference it later if she needed to. The repetition of schoolwork was calming to her, an easy rhythm her pencil learned to dance to when she first started taking school seriously. She stumbled at times, her moves not perfectly fluid or confident, but through repetition and dedication, Marinette knew she could learn the steps to any dance.

When her stomach growled Marinette decided it was time to return home. The side of her hand was smudged with dark lead that she absently rubbed at as she left the library. Her departure was cut short when she opened the door to the library to hear the tell-tale sound of rainfall. Marinette stopped under the awning, just out of the rain’s reach, and stared out at the city.

Marinette didn’t care for the rain, particularly when she didn’t have anything waterproof. It was cold and inconvenient and she’d much rather spend time with the sun burning her skin than water chilling her bones. Her house wasn’t far though and if she hurried the rain wouldn’t be too unbearable.

Pulling her backpack off her shoulders and holding it in front of her, Marinette opened it and searched through, finally pulling out 6 euros from her buried coin purse. The library had a vending machine and her meager change might be enough for a bag of chips if she wanted to try and wait out the rain. She was lost in her mental math, the sound of rain and cars driving through puddles effectively concealing the approaching footsteps from beside her.

It was only when a familiar voice called out, “Hey” that Marinette realized she had company.

Beside her beneath the awning stood Adrien, a long black umbrella in his hand. He smiled softly at her, a timid look that made guilt and anger swirl in Marinette’s stomach. Reminders of her rude behavior from the past 2 weeks resurfaced in her head when they made eye contact so Marinette turned her attention back to her bag, fiddling with the zippers as she closed it. Her decision had been made; she would stay at the library, at least until Adrien was gone.

As she tugged her bag close, Adrien sighed from behind her. From the corner of her eye, Marinette saw him turn away from her, head pointed at the street. When her backpack was shut, Marinette swung it onto her back and watched Adrien open his umbrella and enter the rain. The nylon surface protected him from the rain, droplets beading together and falling off the edges in even larger drops.

Instead of leaving though, he hesitated and looked back at Marinette who had successfully returned her bag to her back and had been watching his departure.

“I—” his voice was unsure but he continued to speak regardless, “am not sure what I did to make you dislike me. I’ve never been to school before,” he confessed, looking away from Marinette when he spoke. “I’ve never had friends. It's all sort of new to me.”

A brief pause and then he was looking at Marinette who had frozen in place, her hands clutching the straps of her bag. Something seeped into Adrien’s expression then; not confidence but something else, something assured. He extended the umbrella to Marinette still securely beneath the awning.

Rain hit his perfectly kept hair, running through it. In those few moments before the rain overwhelmed him when just a few drops had landed on his shirt and run through his hair, he looked different. Not like the perfect images of him in teen magazines and perfume ads, but not a completely different person either. Parts of his hair were soaked from the rain, dark and brown, while others still stood in carefully set swoops. His smile was still hesitant but with a subtle eagerness pushing at his eyes and lips.

Marinette took the umbrella from him, body suddenly tense and awkward. For a few moments after the exchange happened, they just looked at each other, but then the umbrella closed on her sending water droplets flying through the air.

As Marinette grabbed at the edge of the umbrella, trying to get it open, she heard laughter. Genuine, happy sounds from an unjudging person. It was so real she couldn’t help the smile that grew on her lips, any embarrassment she may have felt washing off her as if she was the one in the rain.

When Marinette emerged from her nylon cage, she saw Adrien, smile bright and face red despite the thorough soak from the rain he was receiving. Once they had both settled down Adrien turned his back and started to make his way down the stairs.

As he descended he turned back to wave at Marinette, saying, “See you tomorrow”. If she wasn’t so dumbstruck by the whole situation, she might have realized her face was red or that she stammered a reply to him as he got into his car and left, but instead, she was left standing with an open umbrella under a dry awning, watching a silver car drive off in the rain.

Oh boy that was the first scene I've written and posted. What do you think? I haven't shared any, like, traditional story-telling writing on here let. If you like it let me know and maybe I'll prioritize writing more scenes like this :).

This one was a slight, teeny tiny, rewrite of the umbrella scene from Origins Part 2. The scenes I'm planning on posting are either completely new or modified key scenes from the show that are in the rewrite. I plan on posting them around the same general time that I post the episode they are featured in.

Also, let me know if you are interested in seeing art for these scenes. I've already started art for a scene that doesn't happen for a while and it's been taking time because I'm rusty and decided it was smart to render the entire thing from scratch, but if there is demand I might try to make art of all the written n scenes I post who knows :)

[haveyoureadthisfanfic]

Summary: In which Five wonders why Diego didn’t look at him when he talked about his family loving each other, and Lila goes back to 2019 with the Hargreeves for not altogether altruistic purposes. Predictably, this doesn’t go well for Five. Less predictably, it leads to the Hargreeves finally learning a little bit about caring for themselves and each other. Alternatively: According to some, there are seven types of love. There’s romantic love, of course, which seems to get the most attention for some reason. The other six types are of equal importance though. Love that’s playful. Love that’s practical. Universal love. Love of friends, of family, and of self. Five wonders if anyone will ever feel one towards him.

Author: redaurorarora

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Pt: He has created a new virus!

Explosive device. this is a presentation term for short alternative people who are often seen as being overly rude and/or (passive) aggressive. :end pt

. . . HE HAS CREATED A NEW VIRUS !

☆ EXPLOSIVE DEVICE 𓈒 this is a presentation term for short alternative people who are often seen as being overly rude and/or (passive) aggressive.

this flag is self indulgent, and is not meant to belittle or stereotype anyone.

no spoons for id - help appreciated

[pennyserenade]

used an umbrella for the first time this year and it broke immediately. i love oregon

[t-u-i-t-c]

🧡 & 💜

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Pt 1: Protector with repressed anger flag! :End pt

Pt 2: No credit needed to use this flag!

Endos do not use this, make your own flag. :End pt

PROTECTOR W/ REPRESSED ANGER FLAG!

A flag for protectors who have repressed anger, whether that be from past or present events!

Alters like this may lash out at others when protecting the body, or they may stay silent about their gripes. These alters may double as anger holders, but that is not necessary.

The reds symbolize anger/fury from having to repress their emotions for so long.

The blue represents protection.

The purple in the middle represents the fusion of these two aspects of them, and how the alter may use their anger to their advantage.

no credit needed to use this flag!!

endos do not use this, make ur own flag.

[celestialspritz]

🚬random items 4t2🚬

heres a few clutter pieces, in order:

1 - angela's knife from sh2, 444 polys, 512px texture, under deco > misc / DL @ GD

2 - onyx belmont umbrella holder, 1422 polys, 512 px, under misc > misc / DL @ GD

3 - onyx orion key tray, 858 polys, 512px texture, under misc > misc / DL @ GD

4 - smoking clutter, 70-800 polys, 512px texture, a lot is repo'd, under deco > misc / DL @ GD

credits - destruam, onyx, modelsresource (? i think her knife was from there)

[archival-of-fae]

Pt: fairy sapphic

a flag for those who are sapphic and a fairy. :end pt

( ◞ ◟) fairy sapphic 𓈒𓈒𓈒

︶ ♰ ︶ a flag for those who are sapphic and a fairy .

[pinka-style]

4T2 BEACH & GARDEN UMBRELLAS

5 Decor Umbrellas ♡ Can be found in Decor | Misc | 22§ Compressed files. Credits ❥ Meshes & Textures by Woondymoon & KHD

Download here

[inquisitor-apologist]

EDIT: Anon has informed me that Obi Wan’s weapon is a meteor hammer, which is pretty cool!

For the uninitiated:

Gunsaber

Inquisicoptor

Lightwhip

Umbrellasaber

Lightsaber knifesuit

Lightsaber tonfas

Swiss Army Knife Saber

Weird saber vents

Obi-Wan’s meteor hammer thingy

Jocasta Nu lightsabergun