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live footage of me in the shower daydreaming the plot of chapter 5 (i looked clinically insane)

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I LOVE EXPLORING CROSSOVER RELATIONSHIPS!!!!

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A 14 year old girl flushing her miscarriage down the toilet can be charged with mutilating a corpse, but keeping a dead woman on life support for 120 days then cutting her open to extract a 2 pound fetus because her dead body was decaying too fast to sustain the pregnancy any longer is not only legal but compelled by law. America/the world/men hate women so much.

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art theft isnt what it used to be. now you can just right click save. you used to have to break into a museum. there were lasers and stuff. you don't even have to have a grappling hook anymore.

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I’M FREE FROM CHAPTER 3 FINALLY

almost took me SIX MONTHS. SIX MONTHS. IM COOKED 💔💔💔

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How to Graze the Dawn Without Embodying Embers (An Ode to the Sun)

Chapter 4: The Hesperides (part 2)

word count: 8898

Dedicated to @zackmartin

TW’s: Nightmares, Paranoia, Mild Blood, Minor Fire Descriptions, Underaged Smoking, and there is a part in the beginning that could be read as a dog being harmed, but thats not real at all

Link here

Process:

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WAIT SHIT I NEED TO CLOCK IN ZELDA’S BDAY PRESENT ISNT DONE. I HAVE EXACTLY 55 MINUTES TO GET THIS FINISHED.

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HAPPY BDAY WEEKEND @zackmartin !!!

ik you haven’t read anything from avarice really, but i’d love to show you this little excerpt from the 1.5 oneshot sequel! it’s basically just a silly scene between London and Zack (and Bailey, a little bit), and showing the first steps of their friendship-becoming-besties. they didn’t have too many scenes together in avarice, and aren’t too close in that universe—but they WILL become besties in the actual sequel. this is just the beginning

“Really?”

London was giving Zack a look of disbelief and shock, her body half hidden behind her door, Ivana cradled in the hand not holding the edge of the frame.

Zack scoffed, rearranging his footing. “Yes, really. They’re all scratched and shit. Plus, Max had said he liked them… at some point. I don't know.” Zack tilted his head, peering at her. “Why’re you so against it now? You were the one that volunteered the first time.”

“I’m not against doing them,” she said, bouncing Ivana in her arms to get a better grip on her. She took her other hand off the door, flapping her fingers at Zack. “I’m just shocked that you came to me willingly.”

Zack took his hands out of his pockets, letting London look at his nails.

Because of time spent at the Mind Hospital, the black nail polish upon them was already spent. They were beginning to flake, some nails even completely nude.

London looked from Zack to his nails over and over. “Zack… these look like shit,” she said, as blunt as ever.

“Yeah.” He nodded sporadically. “I know. That’s why I came to you to fix them.”

“Good lord, boy… these don’t just need fixing, these need TLC, maybe some therapy to talk about the utter trauma you gave them—”

“London,” cut in Zack, giving her a stolid look. “Just fucking repaint them.”

London knocked her eyes back, opening the door wider to let Zack in.

Upon entering, the scent of cocktailed perfumes hit Zack’s nose—it rushed to his head, making him blink a couple times like he had just gotten whiplash.

His eyes latched onto a frantic Bailey, who was sitting in front of London’s mirror. Examining the setting more, Zack took notice of the articles of clothes scattered across the floor, the various jewelry placed around London’s desk, and the many dirty makeup wipes that were either in the small trash adjacent to Bailey’s desk, or splayed around it.

“Guys…” Zack breathed out, rubbing his scarred nose bridge. “Or, well, ladies,” he recovered, “I don’t know if you know this, but…” He made a show of pulling out his phone and looking at it. “But it is nine in the morning. What the fuck is going on?”

“It’s New Year’s Eve!” exclaimed London.

“I know that, dimwit. It’s just early.” Zack scratched his chin. “And… the New Year’s Eve party here shouldn’t start for another couple of hours.”

“Cody and I have plans,” said Bailey, wiping her face with some sort of brush along her cheekbones.

Zack rolled his eyes. “Of course you nerds do…”

“What, and you don’t?” Bailey asked, looking at Zack through the mirror.

“Oh, I do,” said Zack with a sly smile.

“Good god, I don’t want to think about my friends doing… that,” Bailey said, waving her hands around as she looked for another makeup item.

Zack laughed. “No, don’t worry, I’m fucking with you. Max and I haven’t done anything yet.”

Bailey raised her eyebrows at that. “Really?”

“I know, shocking, right?”

“Yeah, for you.”

Zack squinted at her, nodding and mockingly saying, “Oh, yeah, real mature, Bail’s.” He then straightened up. “Shut the fuck up.”

Bailey giggled at that—but London practically howled. She pointed at Bailey, obnoxiously laughing, “He told you to shut the fuck up!” She slapped her thigh. “Get it? Because you have a big mouth!”

“London…” Zack began through a forced smile, inching closer to her until their shoulders were touching. “…No.”

London gave him a perplexed look—then she shrugged and strutted away to her bed, sitting on it and patting to the spot in front of her. Easily, Zack complied, criss crossing his legs as London opened her bedside drawer and looked through it.

A squeak bloomed from behind Zack. “What’re y'all doin’?” asked Bailey, patently curious with a hint of speculation.

“Just fixing some ugly things up,” replied London, finally pulling out black and topcoat nail polish.

Zack wrinkled his nose, furrowing his brows as he eyed her. “Ugly?” He tittered with a light shake of his head. “Nothing about me is ugly.”

London paused at that, her fingers frozen around the lid and body of the clear, glossy polish. Her eyes, slowly, flicked down and up Zack’s body, her lips pulling to the side. Her eyes reflected… thoughts. Genuine thinking, like she was seriously debating what Zack had said.

Her pupils then met his face.

And with a—seemingly sympathetic—tilt of her head, she unpromptedly said, “It’s okay to be wrong.”

Zack’s jaw slackened.

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an old life (teetheater)

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i love exploring the “what if’s”

yes, i am talking about Bailey and Zack’s relationship

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CHAPTER 3 PART 2 IS DONE

all it needs is to be edited

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zack needs to LOCK IN 😭😭😭

i just drew avarice au zack and max and omg zack’s so fumbling max, his baddie boyfriend, in the sequel oh my god 💔💔💔

this is devastating to watch

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i just drew avarice au zack and max and omg zack’s so fumbling max, his baddie boyfriend, in the sequel oh my god 💔💔💔

this is devastating to watch

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i love drawing the blorbos 🚬

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Learning how to give reports with Uncle Leon (For the Anon who asked for a Leon and Aithusa interaction!)

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Bun buns 🐇🥖