Felix/Erin/Gabriel Brazilian dont use my art without asking recently started writting minor september 10 bi and genderfaunet she/him/them pfp by my bf tumblr.com/gabbemint
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Hello, goodafternoon everyone, im here once again to publish another one of my pieces of writting. Im sorry for the lack of recent interaction, i had a criativity block and couldnt do anything new, but now ive come with a new piece, and quiet a different one if you put it aside with my other texts. Anyways, ill leave a song for you to enjoy while you read it. Also, i may make a POV of the other characters in this specific piece, also as always, im open for critics that could make me better in my writting, and i hope yall have a nice day.
The Discovery.
"I'm sitting on the branches of a tree, one already leafless due to winter, which is close to a cozy house, I have nowhere to go and nothing better to do, so I just stay there, sitting, watching the house . I stay here from 7:00 pm to 9:00 pm, until I realize that no one else is awake, I find this peculiar, as I'm not used to sleeping so early, but I don't think much about it, and just relax for now. Im bathed by a beautiful light as the moon and stars answer my staring, those that were my only company that night, and I ask myself why all this, whats the reason of this lack of opportunities, this headache and mainly, this lack of a person to be with me. These questions and others haunt my head, I don't understand the reason for all this, and I'm afraid the answer will make me even worse, although I think that's okay, after all, nothing makes sense, and nobody knows that I'm alone anyways, apart from the presence of the moon. I feel a slight butterflies in my stomach, followed by a lump in my throat after thinking for too long, so I decide to try to get closer, I climb down from the tree with some ease, then I approach the door and gently try to open it, failing, as I was locked. Soon after, I walk around the house looking for somewhere I could get in, and I find an open window that I assumed was a bathroom, so I climbed the house to get in there. I used my arms to reach the window, strangely those houses around seemed like quiet small, then after a few seconds of climbing, I was inside, and I gently opened the door so as not to wake anyone, then i went to the kitchen to try to find something to eat after all these days without eating, after that i heard glass breaking, and I look back. I see a terrified man, shaking and with his mouth open, the glass that broke was a glass of water, and as i saw the person's fear I triednto talk "Hello" I said, and that just made the man scared even more, and scream running upstairs, which made me look at myself. Long arms and fingers, gray skin, erratically shaped legs, and extremely long nails, then I realized why everyone avoided me, why I had no one why they turned off the lights and went to bed so early, those houses arent small, my arms are simply too big, this is why people are afraid of me,this is why they try to run away, i spent my whole life deceiving myself, but in the end there was no doubt, I am a monster."
Why i choose that music?: i thought that the kinda sad type of music would make sense for this text, plus, the protagonist of the history is a monster, and i guess that ghosts are as well, i dont know if it counts but oh well. Anyways hope yall think its a good option and that it matched. Once again, thanks for your time, and have a nice day.
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5 posts!
Im really glad im managing to go this far, besides not being much is my first time on social midia actually doing something instead of only being a ghost that gives likes and so. Anyways, im really grateful for the few people that likes my post and gives me motivation to keep going, its only 5 posts and so but im genuinly happy with my progress, and im not really big or something but reciving some level of atention is already something that makes my day, and i hope that i can go at least a bit far and make people's day as well as mine with my art. Anyways, have a good night, and again, have a happy new year.
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Good night everyone, Mery christmas, sorry for being slightly late, i didnt had any ideas for texts for the special event, but maybe i can come up with one for new year. Anyways, same thing as always, ill leave a song, explain why i choosed that specific one and ill leave a small explanation about the piece, some detail that i think that are relevant. Anyways, enjoy, and im open for criticism as always.
The flower.
"I've been walking through a forest near my house, just hanging out and passing the time. By chance, I come across a swamp, one with the water high up to my shins, full of trees and some pieces of earth... or mud , more specifically. And mainly, several water lilies. All beautiful, but practically identical, not one in specific attracting me more than the other. Until I find a special one, one with a small and beautiful flower, differentiating itself from all those hundreds of water lilies that I had seen on my walk. I observe that beauty and interact with her, being enchanted by how different and yet beautiful she was, brightening up my day. I stay with her, until at some point, unfortunately the water lily flower is getting damaged and dying, making it just one of those hundreds, no longer captivating me, as it is just another mundane thing and almost irrelevant considering that it had nothing special, its only functionality was balancing the ecosystem, nothing unusual, since this is what they all have in common. Anyway, I continue my walk now that I no longer have the motivation to stay in this swamp, and I return home, disappointed and sad about this event, just existing after this event, another ordinary day."
Why that song? The tittle matches really well, and the chorus is one that i thought a lot while creating it, and the text is supposed to be closer to drama, at least i tried to.
A few explanation about the piece: This is one of my pieces closer to being more symbolism than actual real thing, diferent from a few of my other pieces. Also, this is a shorter piece, i didnt managed to think about a lot but i needed to write something, so there it is, i did my best at writting it but honestly my focus wasnt this at the moment, so maybe ill do a remake some day. Anyways, i hope that yall enjoyed the text and if you didnt, i would love to see a few criticism, thanks for reading and have a good new year.
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Hii good night everyone, today i was more feeling like sharing another bit of my art so here i am. Ill leave another music that i think that matches the experience i intended the reader to have, explain why i think its the best, and explain my inspirations as well. So anyway have a good time, hope you enjoy and have a nice experience
Universe of emotions and emptiness.
Floating through space as I think. I stare at the stars, planets, galaxies, everything celestial around me while I think. Isn't that what I think? I ask myself this while I watch some meteors passing by, and I end up getting distracted and forgetting this question. I notice that despite this vastness, beautiful planets, stars that shine as bright as the sun, perhaps even brighter, beautiful galaxies full of colors, despite all this I feel empty. As much as there are all these shapes and colors around me, I feel like just the lightless and black part of space, empty. Despite being empty I still have something, my own thoughts, I just couldn't tell if this was a blessing or a curse because despite helping me pass the time, it seems like every sentence formed in my head made the emptiness in me expand. , just like the universe that is constantly expanding. As I think and think, I come to another question: when did I get here? I didn't remember when I got into this situation, much less why, and I couldn't even say if there was a reason. Maybe at the end of the day, all I needed was not to think and victimize myself in this vastness, but to appreciate the beauty of my surroundings, who knows that would be what would take away this emptiness from me, maybe I wouldn't be able to leave here, but maybe I could start to feel good here, and that was all I wanted.
Why that specific music?
So, first off, why black out days?: in my opnion, the music i mentioned have a "bad vibe" but not necessirily it makes me feels "bad", even tho i would still dont have a good or neutral feeling about it if that makes any sense. And that was exactly the feeling i had when writting this, so i thought it matched. Plus, the music talks about the space some times, and thats quiet self explanatory, lol.
My inspirations
My inspiration was the vastness yet feeling of hollow that the universe have in my opnion and point of view, and i was feeling like that when writting, then i started writting as my "therapy" ir i could put it that way. And feelings are going to be a really constant reason in my writting if anyone still have a doubt, as writting is bassicaly my therapy now since 6 months or so. Anyways, this piece have a part of me i dont like, but definitly dont want to erase, then instead of keeping it to myself, i gave it a place to be that dont bother me. My words.
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Hii, good night everyone, im here once again to show you another bit of my art, i think i may start to post weekly so if you are interested ill probably post again every week in a time between tuesday and friday, cant say with precision as i have some art blocks sometimes like everybody, but anyways, ill leave a song that i think that matches my text, explain why i choosed that specific song and also leave my inspirations, also as always im open to constructive criticism, so, enjoy^^
The Limbo forest.
I woke up in the middle of the forest in the dark, a limbo so deep that the only reason I could know I was in a forest was the branches hitting my face, as neither the sun, moon, nor star was visible in this pitch black. Just darkness and constant slaps from the branches, other than that, I couldn't know anything else close to me. At first, I was terrified by the lack of vision, the fear of the unknown, of what would happen soon, fear of not knowing, but after a few hours without having an idea of what was happening, I ended up getting used to it and my anxiety decreased considerably. Before I could calm down, I walked the whole time, getting slapped by branches, getting scared by the noises I made when I stepped on fallen branches that I couldn't see, falling head-on into several trees, and all kinds of general things that I couldn't see. could happen if I was in a dark room, there was just one problem: unlike a room, I wouldn't just have to worry about pieces of lego or banging my finger on the corner of a table, here I was constantly taken by my surroundings, which in addition to increasing my anxiety and pain, it also increased my hatred for this place and my miserable condition, so after a few hours of emotions dominating my mind, rationality returned and I started to ask myself "if I'm in a forest, where are the animals ? Is this place so shit that no animal has managed to adapt to it? ... the biggest problem seems to be the lack of light, but many animals can see in the dark..." then I looked at the sky again, and to surprise of anyone, there wasn't even a celestial body in the sky yet, and I only realized that now. *just now. In addition to being naturally desperate, I was even more confused for not having realized this before, and I wondered what else I was missing. Thinking about losses, I started thinking about what I was missing by being here, precious time with friends? A meal? A robbery? I would never know, and I didn't even want to think about it much to preserve my remaining mental health. After reflecting for a few hours sitting and crying, I started to recover myself and started walking again, and to my surprise, I found what I assumed was an exit, a distant remnant of light, so I didn't waste any time and simply ran in that direction, to my happiness and surprise, in fact it was the world that I knew, the sun was in the sky and I didn't understand how this was possible, but I didn't even try to find out why, not for now at least, I just reflected on what could be found in that "forest" in which I found it.
So, first of, i choose "introduction to the snow" as the best music for that piece of writting because one, i love Tally Hall and miracle musical is bassicaly a Tally Hall spin off, and second, i thought it gave a nice feeling of not knowing about where you are, and i feel a strange when listening to this music, i love this music but it give me a weird feeling in a good way, plus, "alone at the edge of the universe" Is bassically what i wanted to describe when writting this.
Now, what was my inspiration? When writting this, i was feeling completly hopeless and that was like a vent to me, so whats writted is how i was feeling at the moment, i enjoy putting my emotions in my writting, then feeling overwhelmed is for me, something that makes the process way easier.
Long story short, thats one of part of my art, one that im really proud about and that like all my other art, is full of myself in it.
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Hey guys, just saying ill stay quiet for some time, i know i already mostly dont post at all but it will take a real good time for me to start writting again, bye thanks
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Hii good night everyone, im Felix, aka Erin and im a writter, not a really experient one at all so my texts will probably have more flaws than usual, i work hard to make them smaller but nobody is perfect after all. Also im brazillian so my mother language isnt english, then there will be some errors in my writting and etc. So, long story short, ill leave one text of mine, probably my 5° or so, hope you guys like enjoy it and im open to suggestion of how to get better at writring or cronstructive criticism
Night and its beauties
I sit on the porch of my house at 11 pm, bathing in the moonlight while I don't hear much other than cars passing by and the wind caressing my body and mind more gently than many living beings have ever done before; not too constant nor too absent, appearing as often as necessary and not overwhelming me or making me miss his presence. I observe the stars carefully and count them; With my conclusion, there weren't much more than two or three dozen, that wasn't exactly what I wanted, I always dreamed of seeing a night where there were as many stars as there are days in a year, I did a little trickery to make sure things were the way they were. However, after a few minutes I began to accept the stars as they are, and I loved each star in the sky and how each of them had a beautiful and unique shine; I ended up being happy that there weren't so many stars in the sky because that amount was perfect due to the fact that there weren't so many that they tried to steal each other's shine but also not so few that there wasn't variety. The calm of this night healed and strengthened my soul, which at this point was close to breaking due to constant effort, now rewarded with this beautiful rest. In the middle of some stars, there was the moon; as beautiful as ever, illuminating the beautiful landscape and making the sky more beautiful than usual. It was a full moon tonight, it shone and made sure that the stars were not the only extravagance in this beautiful sky; Its light bathed me as I watched it along with the cars and motorcycles that occasionally passed by, the houses and buildings that made not only the sky beautiful, but the earth as well, and a beautiful forest at the end of my vision that was being bathed in moonlight and caressed by the gentle wind, just like me. In addition to all the beauty, what surprised me most was how there was nothing different about this specific night, it was just one of another 365 nights this year; In addition to being magnificent, this made me judge myself for having stopped to pay attention to this beauty only now and how at this point in my life I had already missed hundreds, perhaps thousands of other wonderful and beautiful nights, stars, wind, and moon like the one I witnessed.
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