The Czech Republic are sending Vesna with My Sister's Crown to Eurovision! This wasn't exactly unexpected, considering how much of the vote came from the fans, but I'm still very happy with the result,I did also vote for it! Of course, being a fan favourite doesn’t necessarily translate into a good result at contest, but I think this has the potential to do well. I'm excited to see how they bring it to the Eurovision stage!
a question about full cast! when they're.. acting like the rest of the party??? who's who? (as in, 'the FIRST siffrin is odile, the SECOND siffrin is mirabelle,' etc - completely random picks there and not intended as actual guesses) what's up with bonnie-loop?
or is it just Rule Of Funny?
OKAY so I forgot to tag a post, but like, This Post is very relevant to your questions!
GETTING ALL THE WAY UP TO 36 LOOPS IS LIKE. BOTH THE WORST CASE SCENARIO AND AN INCREDIBLY DEMORALIZING EXPERIENCE. It was just too fucking funny not to draw the Universe breaking under the strain of this Black Hole of a person.
Which is to say!! It's said it takes a village to raise a Siffrin but nobody there is playing any particular role at that point. There's no way to tell anyone apart beyond "A Loop" and "The Siffrin," "a New (hopeful) Star" or "an Old (jaded) Star." When you become one of the many, many failures, and the Universe won't let you walk away, you just. That's all that matters anymore. You can't even take yourself seriously, let alone those around you.
BUT!!! Say we keep it to Four Loops, a much more manageable number. I mentioned in the previous post somewhat about how they don't differentiate very well - except for mini-loop, who was fortunate enough to at least look different - until they all decide on what role they're going to take up in their silly little one-person play. They just Don't intrude on each other's lines, on each other's characters, too caught up in their own - unless they're being Siffrin, just to tease him. They're as happy as they can be, having found a way to be.. well, not themselves, per se. But not a group of failed Siffrins. Not all the same doomed narrative. And in a way, they get to experience the people they love again.
When they have the energy to keep up the act, they talk differently, they walk differently, they focus on different things, and it's enough to tell one from the other half the time. And they'll keep going with this until it inevitably gets to them, just how much they're still. Worse versions of someone else.
Oh, but mini-bonnie-loop was made that short both because they worded their wish weird trying to find a loophole (tee hee) and also because the Universe was like. I'm gonna make this really funny. And well if the Universe is making them out like they could replace Siffrin's entire cast, who are they not to follow?
hi hi hello i have been gone forever due to various reasons such as “work” and “mental illness” and “having developed a kpop hyperfixation that has been occupying most of my attention recently” but i need everyone to know that i saw off book live twice last week (in philly with a friend and then in nyc with my girlfriend) and it was truly so everything. i didn’t get many pictures but i did get a few and none of them are very good but one of them is of jess’ amazing stool balancing act and that’s all i need really
darius is thrilled that he and hunter get to experience father's day for the first time together, and spending the day at home eating hunter's cupcakes is a perfect way to celebrate the occasion! (she/her for hunter pls!!)
hdhdhdjd sorry if its feels like im being annoying or condescending. im not!! the "eclipse liking the cello" part was a reference to that one piece you did of solar playing the cello!! not surebif that was clear enough if so my bad sjhddj,,, but that solar piece lives in my head rent free for some reason idk why but i think about it!!! a lot!! no cluebwhy but yippeee!!!!
OH! NO SORRY THAT MAKES SENSE-I WAS THINKING ABOUT THAT POST WHEN I READ IT (my brain caught the tone of the thing but I kept thinking it was in reference to a specific piece and not the instrument for some reason-) BUT I DIDN'T WANT TO ASSUME IT WAS ABOUT THAT CUZ YOU MENTIONED ECLIPSE (and I don't wanna assume stuff about people's aus cuz that doesn't usually end well...) BUT THANK YOU FOR THE REFERENCE! AND THE EXPLANATION (i'm chronically stupid sorry)
i kinda wanna redraw that one actually cuz it doesn't look the way i wanted it to-but-uh- thanks! for mentioning me! and for clarifying!
had the idea of thena being the new president but i am unsure about gilgameshs role
he could be a bodyguard again or an advisor or maybe you have an idea
Thena was barely picking up her feet as she dragged herself back to the office. A month into things her schedule was still no lighter or less dense. They were still trying to manage a staff leftover from Ikaris' deposition.
Poor Sersi was doing her best, but it was easy to tell that she was among the most betrayed by his abandonment of the presidency and their country as a whole.
"Welcome back, Madam President."
Thena snapped the planner closed, putting her meetings and press conferences and emails and negotiations out of her mind. She looked up, closing the door behind her, "hey."
Gilgamesh smiled, leaving his work on the desk she had held as Vice President. He moved over to her, smiling wider and wider until his hand landed at her back, "hey."
Thena melted into the kiss, her arm sliding up his chest and around his shoulders. They didn't get to do this that much anymore, since he became her assistant.
The President couldn't possibly be seen as having a relationship within the office, after all. If she wasn't married, then she had to be single, according to PR and statistics and a bunch of other bullshit she didn't really listen to.
She had been lucky to be able to hire Gil as her 'Personal Assistant' to keep him close to her.
"You're tired," he whispered against her lips as he pulled her down to one of the two couches facing each other in front of the main desk.
"I'm always tired now," she grumbled, although she had no fight left in her as he pulled her in and rubbed her shoulders with his thick, strong hands.
"You have a lot to do," he commented lightly, kneading her shoulders and letting her moan out her woes.
"I have too much do," she pouted as he started working his way down her back.
"You do," he whispered against the crook of her neck, catching the scent of her perfume as he pulled her suit jacket off of her.
"I miss you," she sighed as he undid a few buttons of her shirt and pulled her legs up off the floor and flicked off her heels.
"I'm with you all the time, Madam President," he chuckled, tucking her feet under his thigh because they were always so goddamn cold.
"Still," she rolled her eyes, leaning back against his chest, forcing him to give up on massaging her and wrap his arms around her waist. "There are some things I have to do without you. And they are endless."
The distance of their secrecy bothered Thena much more than it bothered Gilgamesh. Which was a surprise to them both, considering it was not only she who had the most to lose, but her idea in the first place.
Gil kissed behind her ear, "tell Sersi to schedule less of them for you."
Thena smiled, allowing his affections to pull the fatigue from within her. "Somehow I don't think that will work."
"Why not?" he pressed a kiss to her shoulder. "Just tell her your boyfriend misses you."
Thena sighed, adjusting herself in his lap, curled up against him as if their lives were infinitely easier. As if she were allowed to just...do this. "I don't want to bring up anything of the sort with her."
Gil sighed, "right."
"I should be relieved that we're still in the settling part of the news cycle and not in the catastrophe phase," Thena turned somewhat in his arms to look up at him. She nuzzled her face into his shirt. "I miss sleeping with you."
Gil gave her a little grin and wiggled his eyebrows at her.
"Gilgamesh."
He chuckled, kissing her temple and rubbing her arm gently, "I miss it too."
"Have you not found a pal in security to bribe into letting you into my room yet?"
"Not yet, hon," he lamented with another light kiss. "The turnover from Ikaris' team is still in effect. You got me out at just the right time, or I'd be getting interrogated on a helicarrier right now."
"Don't even joke like that," she sighed, toying with his shirt buttons. "I would have gotten you out."
He tipped her chin up to kiss her lips properly. "I know. My girlfriend is the most powerful woman in the country right now."
"I was always that."
Gil laughed heartily, jostling her on his chest. But she relished the vibration of his chest against her, burying her face in it. He kissed the top of her head, "yeah, I guess you're right."
"Gil," she sighed, pulling herself up to look at him, "I mean it. I...I don't know if I can carry on like this--without you?"
He pressed her palm to his cheek with a smile, "you have me, Thena. You could have nothing else in the world, but you would have me."
She blinked, dispersing her tears into her long, sandy coloured eyelashes.
"Look, I know it's not ideal, I know there's a lot going on," he went on in no uncertain terms. "But I don't care. I'm here with you, and I do miss you, baby. I miss sleeping with you and kissing you whenever I want and holding your hand, but we couldn't necessarily do that earlier, could we?"
Thena wilted.
"It's not even a full term. What do we have, a few years to go?" he smiled, taking it so lightly that they had to keep their relationship so secret that it was a matter of security rather than privacy . "I can bear that."
"I can't."
"You can," he whispered, kissing her forehead, "you have me, and I'll help you. And after all this, you can walk away if you want. Or you can stay, and I'll still be here. But no matter what, I'll be beside you, Thena. That's not going to change."
Thena just looked at him, her eyes soft and longing. She pressed her palm to his cheek again, "I love you."
"I love you too, Thena," he whispered, pressing his lips to hers.
She sighed, their lips still practically touching she was still so close. "I have to get escorted to my room."
"Okay," he sighed, taking one more second alone to push her hair back and kiss her again, "goodnight, Madam President."
"Goodnight, Gil," she kissed him again before he got up, putting her jacket back on her shoulders before bending to put her shoes back on for her as well. She pulled the jacket back on lazily, "okay, let them in."
"Yes, ma'am," he smiled, walking to the door and opening it to the security stationed outside. "The president is retiring for the night."
Two secret service turned sharply toward her, "ma'am!"
"Don't shout," she grumbled at them as she began the arduous journey to her personal suite to sleep alone. Her only comfort would be using her private phone for personal use to video call with Gil all night while they slept, long distance under the same roof.
I found this drawing I made of my own pony when I was just a wee baby T_T <3 Obviously this would've been back during G3, but I ended up falling in love with G4 more than G3 as a teenager, so here is Skyangle Skyangel's glow up ^^'
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I NEED TO KNOW ABT YR OCS YOUVE MADE THEM KNOWN I NEED TO KNOW ABOUTTHEM
or keep it to yrself if yr not ready to talk abt them thats chill too but just know i am interested
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aaaaa tytyty for the invitation!!!! one day i'll talk abt em but idk idk idk..... i haven't rlly developed anyone's character or story or lore etc etc it's kinda just. look i made up a guy. yk. i also need to read moreee original stories bc i'm Good at writing fanfiction but original stuff? not as much.... (also thinkin abt it. my ratio of fanfic words read to original stories words read is prob like 3:1 ToT) OH BUT !! i'll prob make em in a picrew (or commission the wonderful @/crunchity-munchity) and then i'll post those :>