You have to engage to get engagement.
You have to engage to get engagement.
You have to engage to get engagement.
You have to engage to get engagement.
You have to engage to get engagement.
You have to engage to get engagement.
You have to engage to get engagement.
You have to engage to get engagement.
You have to engage to get engagement.
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hello there, it is i, cryptid
i am a little creature and my brain is a jar full of bees
hashtags are #cryptid stuff (personal tag), #cryptid tippity taps (writing tag), #cryptid sure does draw (art tag), and #cryptid's ocs (OC tag)
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my ask box is open (pls send asks pls send asks pls send asks) - including requests and such. love talking about my fic and my characters.
commissions are also open for stories about your OCs or silly little art i do
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i feel like there are ants in my blood. (jie/mercy)
She’s bothering him at work —if you can even call it that. Jie’s meant for better. Meant for more. She is certain of it.
Mercy lounges next to him in the club-corner, watching the pathetic excuse of a dance floor. Must be too early for the crowd. Or maybe too late? She’s lost track of time. The strobe lights keep backlighting him in reds, and greens, and purples, and blues. It’s distracting, because it looks fucking good on him. Real good.
Especially the reds.
“This a tiangou thing?” Mercy leans in when she says it — right side, mind, doesn’t want to make him flinch — so she isn’t worried about anyone overhearing. Not with the drop of an octave and the club’s bass vibrating off the ceiling. She sounds indifferent, but the pronunciation gives her away. Has she practiced saying it, tiangou, whispered to herself and herself alone, under her breath right before she sleeps, until she’s sure she’s gotten it right? No. ‘Course not. Stop asking. Fuck.
Why not highlight another sin while we’re at it. Here’s the most obvious: Mercy’s not dressed for this place. It’s a dead giveaway on what she’s after. Not a dance, not a drink. Not even to catch a bad high and end up with her face in the sink. Instead she’s in her black-stained shirt and black-stained jeans and worn-old boots whose grips don’t slip in blood.
“Or — ” Mercy sways in front of him, blocking his view of the floor. “Are you just bored?” Probably that. Hopefully that. That she can help with. One step, two steps, and she’s in Jie’s space. He’s got more than a half foot on her, so she’s gotta get close if she wants to sling an arm around his shoulders. Which she does, because everyone knows this is the classic plotters’ pose.
Also because she likes the way he smells.
“See that guy over there?” Soft, wicked, close enough for her breath to tickle his ear. She points a finger to some unfortunate fuck across the room who’s already at least two bottles deep. “Say the word. I’ll go pick a fight. You get involved, I let you pick me up, you make a show of carrying me out back — then we bail.” Pause. “Or just shoot the shit in the back lot, I guess, until you get off.” Phrasing. “Your shift.”
Blame the red goddamn strobe lights.
sundial feat. @tewwor
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omg just saw the maiko kiss scene for your atla/sc au and i loveee how you focused on the fact that mai touches zuko’s scar!!! i remember seeing several posts/gifsets showing how zuko has never had a problem with mai doing that and i just. that detail for real took my breath away, i love them, their connection, and your writing! (atla & sandman btw!!) <3
THANK YOU SO MUCH I am OBSESSED with how, in canon, Mai is immediately very affectionate and touches his scar so easily!
Zuko's scar is something he's so insecure about, and to him it represents his failures as a prince, a son, and as a person. And Mai treats it like every other part of him: something beautiful to be cherished.
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My wife runs a comics blog and is like "I have way more followers than I want bc I keep making my own posts and that's why people follow you" and then skirts to talking about wanting to follow more Spiderman blogs but not a whole lot have clicked with them yet...
Be the change you want to see in the world babe. Make your blog a Spiderman blog. Do it, coward.
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What art program do you use? also the rainbow brush is very coool :D
my entire setup looks something like this
also! i don't remember where exactly i got the brush from, here is the qr code for the rainbow brush on ibis paint :]]
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struck with the sudden urge to watch Riverdance The New Show 1996 at 11:43pm.
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I have been in a car for the past eight hours if i don't run around right now i'm gonna implode/hj
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So I opened that word document, started to tippity-tap
thinking that ideas would come to me in a snap,
knowing that striving for perfection can itself be a trap.
#poetry
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