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📞 hello hello is the Noli fandom still alive yes I would like to uhhh explain the lore of Elias’s new niece yes she’s his sister’s unknown daughter from Los Baños, oh and I’m pretty sure he killed her father because he’s the yellow man like who else would she fall in love with ANYWAY her daughter's name is Lalani and she’s very sad, a sad sad thespian who is into theater and masquerade parties and ——- did I mention Lucas was her ghost Beetlejuice type uncle ???? No ??? Anyway will update this to the colored version soon 🤣🤣🤣 MY SORE EYES STRUCK AGAIN 🔥🔥🔥

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To be honest one my goals for this year is to just . Revive this whole fandom like guys come on guys wake up this isn’t funny anymore

Guys help what how do you survive off of tiny fandom crumbs(me and my obssesion with simoun against the world)

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hello random blog post but there’s just something so hauntingly beautiful about something becoming so much more once it is gone, like when moments become memories and childhood slowly morphs into the chaos and confusion of adulthood

Am I worrying about my future ?? A little, though I feel like most of my life will be spent chronicling and remembering as much as I possibly can, because of the intrinsic glory of being able to relive the joy of the morning sun in April on your final year of high school through the pages of an ancient journal 🌻📚

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HELLO IT’S BEEN A WEEK I KNOW

I miscalculated how long it actually takes me to make digital art because of school and whatnot and a bunch

of other creative projects I have lined up so I’ll finally use this blog to talk about my other interests —- namely

the ones stored in my DESCRIPTION of this whole BLOG

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—- 🌼 NOLI FANART POST ☀️ —-

BRO CAN’T MAKE DIGITAL ART WITHOUT GETTING SORE EYES 🤣🤣🤣

Anyway the two-month long awaited fanart of like. one segment of characters from the Noli fic I wrote last year

(( for context it has like. 93 pages and I used the draft to win Nanowrimo last year so there’s that ))

ANYWAY MOVING ON— from left to right we have

🕊️ Juan Carlos “Clarito” Ibarra y de Los Santos

Is the most like his mother

Trying his best, loves ballet and embroidery but doesn’t dare tell anyone that isn’t his sister ( or mother, who urged him to dance )

Is often mistaken for a young maiden, or a “deity amongst mortals” ( almost to a point where it is a misfortune )

Pointe shoes, marks on the wall for fouettés and lots and lots of (invisible) string

The sweetest :(((

🪞 Victoria Ibarra y Magsalin de Los Santos

Does not starkly resemble Crisostomo Ibarra ( nor her mother at first glance )

Absolutely despises mirrors and can’t bear to look in them, loves books and philosophy though

Favorite genres are mystery and anything featuring a criminal case

Tell me who she resembles from Noli me Tangere. I’ll wait ( hint : she’s illegitimate )

Has a pretty depressing background + loves her family to the ends of the earth

If Clarito were a dove, she would be a black cat

🌞 Christina Ibarra de Los Santos y Isabela

Golden retriever hours + tells people the wrong name when introducing herself

MUST RUN ( it’s fun ) + random onomatopoeia

Once played with fireworks up close on New Year’s Eve ( much to the discontent of her three grandfathers )

Most resembles her peepaw :,,]]

Chaotic good probably

The boatman’s son is her best friend ( HE’S ALIVE ??? )

Might provide more story ideas // headcanons soon ?? Which I should have done long ago but oh well

More fanart next week ‼️ ( And maybe comics ??? Hmmmm )

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when i say "romanticise the ordinary" i don't mean "hide all aspects of your life that do not fit under some kind of aesthetic" but rather "strive to find beauty in all the little things because i promise you, happiness can be found everywhere"

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April, the month of the sun ☀️

Will be posting sketches here more often, and a bunch of story writing stuff I should have placed on this forum ages ago …

I hope April is full of the afternoon sun, lots of cold drinks and nights, yellowing notebook pages and lots and lots of running :,,]]

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January Spreads !!

I had so much fun making these in January !! I’ve made more since then, and I’m planning to flood my page with

pages from my journals or scrapbooks. It would be very fun— a lot of my scrapbook spreads consist of paint and lots of

paper and scraps derived from journal kit boxes I keep. There’s so much you can do with a single notebook, it’s quite fun to think about.

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2/26/2024

It's been quite a while! I've done a lot in the past few weeks thus far, and I do hope to grace this forum with the many, many scrapbook and journal spreads I have yet to show the world. Life has been amazing-- I've gotten into Bee and Puppycat (an adorable show) and I've been balancing art and school, somehow. I've also won our school's public speaking festival, so if that isn't amazing I don't know what is. First place! It was the best day of best days, last week on Thursday. They were cheering for me right then and there, all of them-- 9th and 10th graders alike. It was like walking into a fever dream; I was very much hyperaware before I had gotten up onstage to recite all my (mostly) memorized lines and sequence. How I managed to do so much in just eleven minutes is beyond me. By the time the winners were being announced, all systems were on overdrive-- my skin flaring up, blood pumping faster than ever before. When three people had been chosen I'd said, "well, I wouldn't mind not winning anything," only for them to call my name and say, "HERE'S OUR FIRST PLACE WINNER!"

It was glory on top of glory, like heaven had descended or something. Update : added photos because yippee

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🥧🌅🍂—- My room !!! —- 🍂🍁🥮

I solemnly swear to upload art soon, but today I had a practice for the speech I’ll be giving in school— it was basically about how having the space to grow affected you in childhood, drawing from themes present in books like A Room of One’s Own by Virginia Woolf and The Second Sex by Simone de Beauvoir; I love being able to have my own space to learn and grow as a person, especially when I get to personalize it like this !!

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pretty photos I found today on Pinterest, as I ( unfortunately ) do not have enough time to type out a fully-fledged or thought out blog post--- life has been alright as of recent; I obtained and lost and regained a valentine (?) in a day, managed to stay on top of things, plan out the month of February. The sun has been so much prettier as of late and it makes my heart lift to see others recognize the beauty of its golden rays just the same. The sky and the world has been so pretty, it's a wonder I'm even living to see such beauty at all

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T. S. Eliot, from The Complete Works of T. S. Eliot; "The Confidential Clerk,"

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the me far off in the future is peering through glass at me somewhere 🍁🍂

I might end up editing this but just last week, our school held this huge campout just about everyone was to participate in. It was five hours away and I had the time of my life-- despite bearing the responsibilities of a squad leader on my shoulders and having to run and jog over rolling hills at every sounding whistle, it felt like being a little kid again.

I crept through and under rope and sand scattered over obstacle courses built for us-- I found dust and mud on my hands and simply rubbed them off, sprinting off to the next activity, the next endeavor-- wind blowing my hair back into my face and such. My eyes shone with something I felt was somewhat lost-- when I stood in line and I was given simple orders and lengthy instructions, I could have been mistaken for a puppy. What this feeling was was in the trees, it was in the winds that blew over the farms; the spirit of a certain freedom and childlikeness had made its way back to me, and I had danced with it and bounded across the grasses with it for as long as I could.

I know that I am here now and I may never find myself among the red narra again (we took a tour of the whole place. They told me the narra were rumored to be more than thirty years old. We all wondered what it would be like if they could speak) or in the woods I could never bring myself to forget, but perhaps you could find a girl-- no older than sixteen-- running, wind in her hair and face, running towards the second blow of a whistle or to the next thing she and her group would duly accomplish. Maybe you'll find traces of who I was in those precious moments, the me I left behind at camp-- she is still here, somewhat. But it's not quite the same.

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🍂🍁 [ I love love love photos like this so much and collages compiled like this they're just so color-right and perfect and I remember how I collected photos throughout the year 2023 and how I organized them by month and color and I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'LL UPLOAD TRADITIONAL ART PIECES SOON ]

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THIS AND THE SONG I LOVE PLAY REHEARSAL

"most people do one thing for all of their lives,

the thought of that gives me hives :DD"

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it is always autumn ( in my head ) 🍂

I have been in quite the reading / writing slump and honestly it is the silliest thing ever-- at the same time I never feel like I am doing enough so there's that. But then again I look at everything around me and it's all so warm--- I see the home I've built for myself and in my mind and I know for a fact that somewhere the me that is seven, eight, nine years old is infinitesimally proud of me. I want to create but my mind always takes the reroute towards this one line from a musical a dear friend introduced to me; it goes somewhat like you're the worst kind of good, because you're not even great

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started writing more last year, here are pieces of a little draft I might not continue working on ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧