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ALL I ASK IS FOR SOMEONE TO LOOK AT ME AND LOVE ME THE WAY HANAKO LOOKS AT & LOVES NENE MAY THIS LOVE FIND ME ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡

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Just some self-indulgent art with these two (⁠*⁠´⁠ω⁠｀⁠*⁠)

That's it. I'm gonna nap now :)

EDIT: Made a minor change. Sorry, folks!

Tags: @cloudcountry @officialdaydreamer00 @identity-theft-101 @oya-oya-okay @mikaazune @12am-motivation

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saw romeo’s new summer card and started cackling thinking abt this post and episode 17 again i Love bar trio so bad

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take my hand 🫴 let's write self-indulgent fanfic together forever

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And this guy laughs maniacally when he's alone—

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AaaaaaAAAAAAAaaAAAaaaa

@12am-motivation COME READ THIS ALDJKSKANSKALA—

Reluctant Words

Summary: The usually grumpy and evasive Ren who always kept his distance, surprises you with an invitation to the beach at night. Beneath glowing lanterns and the lull of the waves, his guarded walls begin to fall. With trembling honesty, he confesses that being with you feels safe — cozy — the one person who makes his chaotic world quiet. In the hush of the sea breeze and moonlight, emotions are laid bare, and what begins as an awkward outing unfolds into a quiet, unforgettable confession of love.

You had known Ren long enough to understand his patterns: evasive stares, dry sarcasm, and that ever-present phone he cradled like a lifeline. So when he suddenly asked, “Wanna go to the beach tonight?” — you nearly dropped your cup of tea.

“The beach?” you echoed. “Are you okay?”

“I’m not dying or anything,” he muttered, face turning ever so slightly pink. “I just… wanna go. With you. Wear a white dress.”

You blinked. This was new. Suspiciously sweet. Unlike the Ren who grumbled about everything from the school cafeteria menu to the weight of the air. But he was awkwardly sincere, and somehow, that awkwardness made it all the more real.

So you said yes.

Night fell like velvet, spreading its deep blues and soft winds across the coastline. The sky was glowing — indigo fading to black, freckled with stars. The waves hummed gently, like a lullaby whispered through the wind.

You adjusted your casual white dress, the soft fabric dancing around your legs. You hadn't dressed up for him — at least that’s what you told yourself — but the breeze was cool, and this gown felt just right. Elegant, light, and unintentional.

As you neared the beachside venue, your breath caught.

There he was.

Ren stood beneath an archway of sea-blue balloons and warm lanterns, soft golden light brushing against his hair. His formal outfit was so unlike him, but he wore it well — a sharp, olive-toned vest under a white suit coat, his tie a subtle quadrilateral pattern. He looked nervous. Unsteady. Beautiful.

He saw you, and his eyes widened just a fraction. “You…”

“Hm?”

He stretched out his hand toward you. “Come here already. You're gonna trip in that dress.”

You walked over, linking your arm with his. He was warm — stiff at first, then slowly relaxed with your touch.

“You look pretty,” he mumbled.

You raised an eyebrow. “What was that?”

Ren turned his face away. “Don’t play dumb. You heard me.”

“Whaaat?” You leaned in, teasing. “Didn’t quite catch that~”

He stopped walking for a second, then turned to you fully — cheeks blooming red. “I said, you look pretty, okay?! Stop making me say it again.”

You laughed, heart thudding at the honesty in his eyes. He was blushing hard now, and you were too — both of you facing opposite directions, hands still linked, hiding your red faces behind the night air.

“Jeez…” he muttered. “You’re such a pain.”

You smiled. “You like that though.”

“…Shut up.”

The two of you strolled under the lantern-lit archway. Everything about the beach felt enchanted tonight. Gentle waves glittered under the moonlight, and the sea wind carried a calming saltiness that lulled your senses.

“It’s beautiful,” you murmured. “I could watch this beach forever.”

Ren nodded. “...Yeah. I didn’t think I’d like this. But it’s… not bad.”

“You sound surprised.”

“I just thought it’d be annoying, or boring, or loud…” He glanced at you from the side. “But it’s not. Not with you.”

You didn’t answer right away. You simply smiled, letting the silence speak. And he didn’t pull away.

By the time you reached the end of the walkway, the lights softened behind you, and the shore opened wide — a clear, moonlit space where it felt like the entire world could pause for a moment.

Then, Ren turned to face you. His expression — a mess of panic and bravery — made your stomach twist.

“I… I’ve been thinking,” he blurted out. “I mean, not that I do it often — thinking about stuff like this — but when I do, it’s… always about you.”

You blinked.

“I’m not good at this.” He rubbed his neck. “But every time I look at you, it’s like… my head shuts up. You make the noise stop.”

You didn’t respond right away. Your brain was still processing. Did he just… confess?

“Wait—”

“I like you,” he said. “A lot. And I get it if you don’t feel the same, or if I’m just—”

You cut him off by grabbing his hand. “Ren.”

He looked startled.

The wind danced around you, lifting strands of your hair as the waves whispered encouragement.

You pulled back just a little, breath mingling with his in the salt-kissed air.

Ren's eyes met yours, hesitant but intense. His fingers curled slightly at your waist, like he wasn’t sure whether to let go or hold on tighter.

“You know,” he started, voice unusually quiet, “you are… really cozy.”

You blinked. “Cozy?”

He rubbed the back of his neck with his free hand, cheeks visibly pink now. “Yeah. Like… you feel safe. Warm. Like I can actually breathe when I’m around you.”

You tilted your head, smiling. “That’s a strange way to describe someone.”

“I don’t care,” he muttered. “It’s true. You’re cozy.”

You tried not to laugh, but your chest ached in the best way. “Ren…”

“I mean it,” he continued, eyes darting between yours and the sea behind you. “I don’t know what it is, but when you touch me—when you look at me like that—it’s like your hand’s always been there.”

Your heart caught in your throat.

“I tried to ignore it,” he admitted, voice growing shakier. “Tried to act like it didn’t mean anything. I told myself it was just a phase or whatever. But every time you talk to me, every time you look at me… it’s like the world slows down.”

The wind gently tousled his hair. The waves murmured beneath your feet.

Ren looked at you again — really looked — and this time, he didn’t shy away.

“I’m into you,” he said. “I’ve been into you for a while now. And I know I suck at this—confessing stuff—but it’s you. It’s always been you.”

Your lips parted, but no sound came. Your brain was trying to catch up with your heart, which was already sprinting ahead.

Ren took a breath and added, quieter, “I don’t ever wanna see you cry. I don’t wanna have to say goodbye. I don’t wanna lose you.”

He laughed nervously, eyes still so painfully honest. “But if I had to choose between pretending nothing’s going on or risking it all by telling you this… I’d still tell you-”

Your fingers tightened around his.

You didn’t let him finish.

You leaned in and kissed him, stealing the rest of his sentence with your lips. He responded almost instantly — hesitant at first, then tender, and finally with the kind of certainty that made your entire chest bloom.

When you pulled away, your noses still brushed.

“I do,” you whispered. “I feel the same. I’ve just been waiting.”

His hand brushed your cheek, reverent, like he couldn’t believe you were real.

And the night wrapped around the two of you, soft and endless. The lanterns flickered behind you, the sea shimmered beneath you, and the stars above blinked slowly — like they, too, were in awe of what had just bloomed.

So damn cozy.

Notes:

⌯⌲ Inspirational song: Cozy by Jeremy Zucker

⌯⌲ I love this card so much, and this Bachelor series has found a winner, and it’s Ren.

⌯⌲ Ao3 vers. ⌯⌲ Also, hello I guess I'm back it has been a while, hope everyone's doing well.

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Shaking this in a cookie tin!!!

As an Obey Me and Mairimashita! Iruma-kun fan, I am frothing at the mouth when the ghouls' stigmas are connected to the demons they made a pact with (especially eyeing Shax and Leo, and Jin and Naberius)

Though I would like to note that Luca's stigma is actually an anagram of Gamigin, not Ginigam 😅

i love reading the wiki and seeing something i've never noticed before

thanks to that, i spent another five hours on wikipedia and not doing my job. so! let's get into the ghouls' stigmas and how they could relate to these demons they made a pact with

updated through episode 18

first of all, prior to this rabbit hole i had never heard of the ars goetia. however, going through these lists, i had heard of several of these demons in maaaaany many things from popular media. seems to be a common list to snatch from (any blue exorcist or obey me fans here?)

also, i used the wiki for a lot of this post, and it seems like the wiki is slightly out of date, but still good for the most part. if anyone notices anything wrong, please message me!!

so the ars goetia is, at its simplest, one part of a grimoire that's been translated several times since the 1500s. it has a list of demons and other parts of black magic (technically goetia is the darker counterpart of thurgia, both of them which make up ceremonial magic.) the ars goetia lists off something like 70-something demons and their counterpart angels and their basic roles and powers.

also, each of these demons has a sigil, but weirdly enough, the symbol in the logo of the game and a lot of other things in game are more remniscient of nordic runes and not these symbols. not sure what that means.

so, i'll be going through this list of the ghouls whose stigmas we know so that you don't have to! i'll go in house order to keep it simple. if i miss someone whose stigma we know, shoot me an ask and i'll edit this post.

JIN - "Bianerus"; the ability to control others by his command; anagram of Naberius. in the ars goetia, naberius is the same thing as cerberus i guess lmao. that's fun. gonna keep an eye out for metaphors of jin guarding the gates of hell. usually appears in the form of a crow. when naberius speaks, it's with a hoarse voice, but it makes men amiable in "rhetoric and all arts." basically makes them agreeable and talented. interesting how they translated that to jin's power, and even more interesting that they didn't give the ice king one of the kings listed in the ars goetia. as this list goes on, some of the stigmas are pretty direct translations and others are a little more of a reach, but it's still fun to see where some of the inspiration could have come from.

TOHMA - "Argeas"; the ability to send vibrations across distances; anagram of Agares. that demon rules the east side of hell, and this is super funny, his power is to destroy dignity. sound like a certain petty bitch to anyone else?

LUCAS - "Iggnaim"; the ability to create barriers around himself and others (and also had a crazy creature appear when we touched him); anagram of Ginigam. this guy is a great marquis who apparently will be patient while being summoned and will answer all your questions until you send him back. how polite. he teaches science things and gives an account of any soul who died at sea with sin. funny that they gave him to the guy from "across the pond"

KAITO - we don't know his yet but he sees auras. i'll just start skipping the people we don't know

ALAN - "Yagsal Olbasa"; implied to be insane super strength but we don't know for sure yet i guess; anagram of Glasya-Labolas. crazy name. his names in other translations are even crazier. he's the captain of bloodshed, has to do with the past and "what's to come" and tells people about it, and can incite both love and homicide in people. truly a captain's captain. this is a really fitting one for alan, i think. also, alan's lil animal chibi is a german shepard and this demon is depicted as a dog with wings. the crowd goes "awww"

LEO - "Haxs"; extends his hearing; anagram of Shax. shax is another one with a lot of differently translated names and he's also a great marquis. shax's entire entry made me laugh out loud, he and leo would get along like a house on fire. shax takes the hearing and sight from those the summoner chooses, steals money, knows when lies are told, speaks in a beautiful voice when compelled not to lie....it goes on. basically he steals and lies. perfect, no notes.

SHO - "Spurno"; stated to 'jam things'; anagram of Purson. sho is the first one to have a demon that's considered one of the great kings. he can reveal secrets of the past, present, and future, and is also said to be involved in revealing the antichrist. he can also find hidden objects and treasures! cool, but not quite sure how this would relate to sho's stigma. maybe it'll make more sense when we learn more about sho's abilities. personally i think this might end up relating more to whatever we learn about hyde.

HARU - the bitch that started this whole post - "Bahnti"; the ability to lessen gravity's effect on his body; anagram of Bathin. he's a duke of hell who knows a lot about stones and birds, and more importantly, can "bring men suddenly to another place." he also helps aid in astral projection! it's probably the near teleportation he got his stigma from. super cool correlation on this one

(EDIT ty @unhindged-memes !!) REN - "Raothtas"; literally used it to clean. it cleaned ink. that's cool i guess. maybe the ability to erase/remove? could be cool. EDIT 2: in ep 17 he used it to boil water; anagram of Astaroth. he's apparently a super powerful demon, which honestly works with my theory that ren's abilities are going to be crazy once we actually see them. he also seduces people with laziness!! very ren, love that for him. PER EDIT 2: i'm thinking he can use his stigma to aid in his laziness lmao. helps him clean, helps him boil water faster...

TAIGA - "Malab"; we actually don't know what his is yet. HOWEVER!!!! this feeds into my taiga knows something theory and also my time loop theory; this is an anagram of Balam. balam is a "great and powerful king of hell" who could give perfect answers on things past, present and to come. PERFECT. ANSWERS. past present and TO COME. he can also make men invisible and he's three headed, but whatever. do you see!! DO YOU SEE WHAT I'M SAYING

ROMEO - "Tiris"; the ability to turn things into a bomb, becomes more powerful the more an object means to him; anagram of Sitri. sitri is a prince and depicted as a very beautiful man lmao right on the nose with that one. also less related, but sitri makes men and women fall in love with each other. i think that's probably more where they got the character's name from than his powers.

RITSU - "Acimo"; the ability to harden his body (lol) also makes his body denser; anagram of Camio. he is a president and a great disputer, and can apparently make creatures understand each other. good go-between guy. also apparently more powerful in december! ritsu's birthday is in january though :/

SUBARU - "Talnandio"; the ability to read residual thoughts from things; anagram of Dantalion. this one is also super on the nose. dantalion was said to be someone who could declare counsel on anyone, aka he could know the thoughts and minds of any man. it's also said that he wears many faces. hmmm actor, anyone? this one almost deserves a whole post, i'll have to come back to this.

LYCA - "Ramsochisa"; the ability to track anything he has smelled before by scent; anagram of Marchosias. i genuinely forgot this was what his stigma was lmao some note taker i am. this guy's depicted as a wolf though, so there we go for the werewolf thing. also, kinda a sad connection, but marchosias believed that after 1500 years, he would be able to return to heaven with the other fallen angels. he's also the one that's most reliably conjured and will always answer true. this feels very lyca, i think this one matches up well.

YURI - "Agnihaet"; hyperactivates his braincells; anagram of Haagenti. surprisingly little information, but apparently he can make men wise by instructing them in every subject. nice. he can also turn water into wine! where's that ability yuri, huh?

ghouls whose demons we don't really know yet: kaito (auras), haku, zenji, taiga, edward, rui (we know it can relieve exhaustion and pain but we don't know his word or demon anagram), and jiro (whose stigma reflects injuries back to the dealer.)

damn that was long. there's a few demons that i think could potentially match up after reading through this list so many times, but it's gonna be hard to know for sure given that some of these don't translate directly to their powers. i'll make another updated post once we know more of their stigmas

and also more about the pacts in general! how did they learn to summon a demon? why were they summoning in the first place? what did they ask for? so many questions, this game drives me insane

ask box and messages are always open!

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What is with these notifications??? 👀

But somehow, this only reminds me of Le Comte de Saint Germain of Ikemen Vampire 😶

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Did this and look what it said

This is making me cry 🥹🥹

Y'know what, let's make this a tagging game because I'm curious what you guys will get 👀

@cloudcountry @officialdaydreamer00 @identity-theft-101 @oya-oya-okay @12am-motivation @mikaazune @nocreativityfornames @yourlocalgrass @amberheavendremurr

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Stuck between wanting to draw something and wanting to sleep early

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Hot damn

UPCOMING CARD!!!!!!

A new series!!! This is the first time the "Summer" suffix has been used for cards and I'm sure you can guess what summer units mean!

Pretty much every gacha game gets summer units eventually but honestly Romeo was not the one I expected to see getting the first one--but I am not even remotely complaining!!!

still keeping that leggy covered huh lol. I honestly thought the warding card may have been a new outfit but I just realized it's his uniform with the scarf and hat he mentions in his summer voiceline lmao that scarf is not protecting shit--

Character Card: Summer Centerfold(「潮風に映ゆる美貌」  "Beautiful Face Reflected In The Salty Sea Breeze") Skill: Fico's Downtime(「フィーコの休息」  "Fico's Relaxation") Fully Awakened Skill: Fico's Favorite Resort(「行きつけのリゾート地」  "His Favorite Resort" could also be usual/regular/preferred--as in, this is a resort he attends regularly) Warding Card: UV Protection(「UV対策」  " UV Countermeasures")

There's a new cosmic bond too!

Wish Upon A Star (「星に願いを」  "Wish Upon A Star")

Okay done! I'm excited about Romeo and I feel like we're going to learn about his leg soon. . .or maybe that's just wishful thinking since they've teased it twice.

Gacha is gambling! Banners rerun! Romeo is beautiful and he would say he deserves every cent you have, but he also hates gambling and wouldn't be getting any of it so it's not worth it! If you decide to spend, please set reasonable limits for yourself and keep an eye on your spending! If you find yourself struggling with keeping it all in check, seek gambling addiction help! There's no shame in getting help and support is out there.

Wear sunscreen! Yes even if your skin is dark! Even if you tan and don't burn!! If you're going to be out in the sun protect your skin! This isn't about beauty this is about health and safety! The sun is a deadly laser!

Here are the stats!

I'm gonna go to bed and hope i can wake up to my fellow romeo lovers going "mhhhh lulu♥" at this

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meow /ᐠ > ˕ <マ ₊˚⊹♡ — urged on by insistent mewing, alan stroked the cat's head with his large hand and vanished into the dorm

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Having my dinner at 12:26 AM 😶

Don't ask why

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TKDB GHOULS AS SHAKESPEAREAN SONNETS

-> obviously this is going to include old english as well as shakespearean ideas that may not align with the modern day!! i provide my take on the sonnet at the end so you don't have to worry about translating <3

SONNET 52

So am I as the rich whose blessèd key

Can bring him to his sweet up-lockèd treasure,

The which he will not ev’ry hour survey,

For blunting the fine point of seldom pleasure.

Therefore are feasts so solemn and so rare,

Since seldom coming in the long year set,

Like stones of worth they thinly placèd are,

Or captain jewels in the carcanet.

So is the time that keeps you as my chest,

Or as the wardrobe which the robe doth hide

To make some special instant special blessed

By new unfolding his imprisoned pride.

 Blessèd are you whose worthiness gives scope,

 Being had, to triumph, being lacked, to hope.

we don’t get to see each other a lot, but when we do, it’s more precious than any of my riches.

SONNET 102

My love is strengthened, though more weak in seeming;

I love not less, though less the show appear.

That love is merchandized whose rich esteeming

The owner’s tongue doth publish everywhere.

Our love was new, and then but in the spring,

When I was wont to greet it with my lays,

As Philomel in summer’s front doth sing,

And stops his pipe in growth of riper days.

Not that the summer is less pleasant now

Than when her mournful hymns did hush the night,

But that wild music burdens every bough,

And sweets grown common lose their dear delight.

 Therefore, like her, I sometime hold my tongue,

 Because I would not dull you with my song.

although my love is quiet, it is not less. i simply do not want my words to lose their impact on you.

SONNET 25

Let those who are in favor with their stars

Of public honor and proud titles boast,

Whilst I, whom fortune of such triumph bars,

Unlooked for joy in that I honor most.

Great princes’ favorites their fair leaves spread

But as the marigold at the sun’s eye,

And in themselves their pride lies burièd,

For at a frown they in their glory die.

The painful warrior famousèd for worth,

After a thousand victories once foiled,

Is from the book of honor razèd quite,

And all the rest forgot for which he toiled.

 Then happy I, that love and am beloved

 Where I may not remove nor be removed.

i may not have fancy accomplishments, but i have love, and that’s all i need.

SONNET 108

What’s in the brain that ink may character

Which hath not figured to thee my true spirit?

What’s new to speak, what now to register,

That may express my love or thy dear merit?

Nothing, sweet boy; but yet, like prayers divine,

I must each day say o’er the very same,

Counting no old thing old, thou mine, I thine,

Even as when first I hallowed thy fair name.

So that eternal love in love’s fresh case

Weighs not the dust and injury of age,

Nor gives to necessary wrinkles place,

But makes antiquity for aye his page,

 Finding the first conceit of love there bred,

 Where time and outward form would show it dead.

we may grow old together, but the words of love we will share will always be new.

SONNET 24

Mine eye hath played the painter and hath stelled

Thy beauty’s form in table of my heart;

My body is the frame wherein ’tis held,

And perspective it is best painter’s art.

For through the painter must you see his skill

To find where your true image pictured lies,

Which in my bosom’s shop is hanging still,

That hath his windows glazèd with thine eyes.

Now see what good turns eyes for eyes have done:

Mine eyes have drawn thy shape, and thine for me

Are windows to my breast, wherethrough the sun

Delights to peep, to gaze therein on thee.

 Yet eyes this cunning want to grace their art:

 They draw but what they see, know not the heart.

while i am sad i cannot truly know your heart, i hold your image inside my own.

Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind,

And that which governs me to go about

Doth part his function, and is partly blind,

Seems seeing, but effectually is out;

For it no form delivers to the heart

Of bird, of flower, or shape which it doth latch;

Of his quick objects hath the mind no part,

Nor his own vision holds what it doth catch.

For if it see the rud’st or gentlest sight,

The most sweet favor or deformèd’st creature,

The mountain or the sea, the day or night,

The crow or dove, it shapes them to your feature.

 Incapable of more, replete with you,

 My most true mind thus maketh mine eye untrue.

it’s simple. everywhere i look, i see you.

SONNET 145

Those lips that Love’s own hand did make

Breathed forth the sound that said “I hate”

To me that languished for her sake;

But when she saw my woeful state,

Straight in her heart did mercy come,

Chiding that tongue that ever sweet

Was used in giving gentle doom,

And taught it thus anew to greet:

“I hate” she altered with an end

That followed it as gentle day

Doth follow night, who, like a fiend,

From heaven to hell is flown away.

 “I hate” from hate away she threw,

 And saved my life, saying “not you.”

life has made me bitter, but i could never hate you.

SONNET 51

Thus can my love excuse the slow offense

Of my dull bearer when from thee I speed:

From where thou art, why should I haste me thence?

Till I return, of posting is no need.

O, what excuse will my poor beast then find

When swift extremity can seem but slow?

Then should I spur, though mounted on the wind;

In wingèd speed no motion shall I know.

Then can no horse with my desire keep pace;

Therefore desire, of perfect’st love being made,

Shall neigh no dull flesh in his fiery race.

But love for love thus shall excuse my jade:

 “Since from thee going he went willful slow,

 Towards thee I’ll run, and give him leave to go.”

i’ll ran to you as fast as i can, but even still, i would be too slow for my liking.

SONNET 18

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate.

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,

And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.

Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,

And often is his gold complexion dimmed;

And every fair from fair sometime declines,

By chance or nature’s changing course untrimmed.

But thy eternal summer shall not fade

Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st,

Nor shall Death brag thou wand’rest in his shade,

When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st.

 So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,

 So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

i will always see you as perfect, even after death do we part.

SONNET 29

When in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes,

I all alone beweep my outcast state,

And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,

And look upon myself and curse my fate,

Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,

Featured like him, like him with friends possessed,

Desiring this man’s art and that man’s scope,

With what I most enjoy contented least;

Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,

Haply I think on thee, and then my state,

Like to the lark at break of day arising

From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven’s gate;

 For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings

 That then I scorn to change my state with kings.

your love helps me see that, despite the struggles in my day to day life, i can be happy.

SONNET 48

How careful was I, when I took my way,

Each trifle under truest bars to thrust,

That to my use it might unusèd stay

From hands of falsehood, in sure wards of trust!

But thou, to whom my jewels trifles are,

Most worthy comfort, now my greatest grief,

Thou best of dearest and mine only care

Art left the prey of every vulgar thief.

Thee have I not locked up in any chest,

Save where thou art not, though I feel thou art,

Within the gentle closure of my breast,

From whence at pleasure thou mayst come and part;

 And even thence thou wilt be stol’n, I fear,

 For truth proves thievish for a prize so dear.

i don’t trust anyone else with you. i want to lock you away and keep you for myself, so no one can steal you away.

SONNET 75

So are you to my thoughts as food to life,

Or as sweet-seasoned showers are to the ground;

And for the peace of you I hold such strife

As ’twixt a miser and his wealth is found:

Now proud as an enjoyer, and anon

Doubting the filching age will steal his treasure;

Now counting best to be with you alone,

Then bettered that the world may see my pleasure.

Sometime all full with feasting on your sight,

And by and by clean starvèd for a look;

Possessing or pursuing no delight

Save what is had or must from you be took.

 Thus do I pine and surfeit day by day,

 Or gluttoning on all, or all away.

you are essential to my life, my greatest treasure, and if i were to lose you i would be beside myself

SONNET 116

Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit impediments. Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds

Or bends with the remover to remove.

O, no, it is an ever-fixèd mark

That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wand’ring bark,

Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.

Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

Within his bending sickle’s compass come;

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

 If this be error, and upon me proved,

 I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

the greatest union of love is between minds. true love cannot be altered by time, it is forever consistent and genuine.

SONNET 23

As an unperfect actor on the stage

Who with his fear is put beside his part,

Or some fierce thing replete with too much rage,

Whose strength’s abundance weakens his own heart;

So I for fear of trust forget to say

The perfect ceremony of love’s rite,

And in mine own love’s strength seem to decay,

O’ercharged with burden of mine own love’s might.

O, let my books be then the eloquence

And dumb presagers of my speaking breast,

Who plead for love and look for recompense

More than that tongue that more hath more expressed.

 O, learn to read what silent love hath writ.

 To hear with eyes belongs to love’s fine wit.

please let my writing express how much i treasure you when my words cannot.

SONNET 128

How oft, when thou, my music, music play’st

Upon that blessèd wood whose motion sounds

With thy sweet fingers when thou gently sway’st

The wiry concord that mine ear confounds,

Do I envy those jacks that nimble leap

To kiss the tender inward of thy hand,

Whilst my poor lips, which should that harvest reap,

At the wood’s boldness by thee blushing stand.

To be so tickled they would change their state

And situation with those dancing chips,

O’er whom thy fingers walk with gentle gait,

Making dead wood more blest than living lips.

 Since saucy jacks so happy are in this,

 Give them thy fingers, me thy lips to kiss.

i wish the keys of your instrument were my lips, so that they could be touching your fingers.

SONNET 38

How can my muse want subject to invent

While thou dost breathe that pour’st into my verse

Thine own sweet argument, too excellent

For every vulgar paper to rehearse?

O, give thyself the thanks if aught in me

Worthy perusal stand against thy sight,

For who’s so dumb that cannot write to thee

When thou thyself dost give invention light?

Be thou the tenth muse, ten times more in worth

Than those old nine which rhymers invocate;

And he that calls on thee, let him bring forth

Eternal numbers to outlive long date.

 If my slight muse do please these curious days,

 The pain be mine, but thine shall be the praise.

the talent from my writing is not my own, but my muse’s. praise them for being so inspirational.

SONNET 22

My glass shall not persuade me I am old

So long as youth and thou are of one date,

But when in thee Time’s furrows I behold,

Then look I death my days should expiate.

For all that beauty that doth cover thee

Is but the seemly raiment of my heart,

Which in thy breast doth live, as thine in me;

How can I then be elder than thou art?

O, therefore, love, be of thyself so wary

As I not for myself but for thee will,

Bearing thy heart, which I will keep so chary

As tender nurse her babe from faring ill.

 Presume not on thy heart when mine is slain.

 Thou gav’st me thine not to give back again.

love is an exchange of hearts, and i cannot give yours back.

SONNET 141

In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes,

For they in thee a thousand errors note;

But ’tis my heart that loves what they despise,

Who in despite of view is pleased to dote.

Nor are mine ears with thy tongue’s tune delighted,

Nor tender feeling to base touches prone,

Nor taste, nor smell, desire to be invited

To any sensual feast with thee alone.

But my five wits nor my five senses can

Dissuade one foolish heart from serving thee,

Who leaves unswayed the likeness of a man,

Thy proud heart’s slave and vassal wretch to be.

 Only my plague thus far I count my gain,

 That she that makes me sin awards me pain.

against my better judgement, my heart wants to love you.

SONNET 70

That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect,

For slander’s mark was ever yet the fair.

The ornament of beauty is suspect,

A crow that flies in heaven’s sweetest air.

So thou be good, slander doth but approve

Thy worth the greater, being wooed of time,

For canker vice the sweetest buds doth love,

And thou present’st a pure unstainèd prime.

Thou hast passed by the ambush of young days,

Either not assailed, or victor being charged;

Yet this thy praise cannot be so thy praise

To tie up envy, evermore enlarged.

 If some suspect of ill masked not thy show,

 Then thou alone kingdoms of hearts shouldst owe.

you are not flawed because other people slander you. to me, you are the most beautiful of all.

SONNET 21

So is it not with me as with that muse

Stirred by a painted beauty to his verse,

Who heaven itself for ornament doth use

And every fair with his fair doth rehearse,

Making a couplement of proud compare

With sun and moon, with earth and sea’s rich gems,

With April’s firstborn flowers and all things rare

That heaven’s air in this huge rondure hems.

O, let me, true in love, but truly write,

And then believe me, my love is as fair

As any mother’s child, though not so bright

As those gold candles fixed in heaven’s air.

 Let them say more that like of hearsay well;

 I will not praise that purpose not to sell.

you are beautiful just as you are. i do not need to shower you in fancy worded praise when i can simply describe you as you are.

SONNET 71

No longer mourn for me when I am dead

Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell

Give warning to the world that I am fled

From this vile world with vilest worms to dwell.

Nay, if you read this line, remember not

The hand that writ it, for I love you so

That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot,

If thinking on me then should make you woe.

O, if, I say, you look upon this verse

When I, perhaps, compounded am with clay,

Do not so much as my poor name rehearse,

But let your love even with my life decay,

 Lest the wise world should look into your moan

 And mock you with me after I am gone.

when i die and leave you alone, please forget about me and be happy.

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Reinstalled both OM games earlier today

I missed him sooooo much too 🥹

In the OG side, I finally managed to unlock the second chat from Lucifer's wedding card. It was so cute wth

Oh, if only they knew why 🤭

And I saw the birthday calls once again (though I just recorded Lucifer's for obvious reasons)

I can't get over how his voice is perfect for ASMR 😩🤌✨

TL;DR: I LOVE MY HUSBAND

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Redrew a chibi art of Camellia and Lucifer digitally.

It turned out better than I expected 🥹🥹

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Speaking of green ball gowns, I almost had to pick a different colored dress because green is a rare color theme to have for debuts.

Luckily, the fairly new boutique we visited just so happens to have this dress. It was a stroke of luck that they have a dress in the exact color I wanted.

The rent was a bit on the expensive side since the dress was new. I loved the dress, especially the sparkly details but was itchy as hell 😭

I'm currently looking through my 18th birthday photos after a year and a half (just because) and I can't believe that those photos are of me ;w;

This is actually me??? :0

I'm not used to seeing myself with a long hair (it's an extension)