Taking ingenuity as the criterion, he carves out every detail and dances with time, focusing on creating classics. His identity is hidden in the details of time. On May 17th, it is waiting for you to reveal
Hello!! Sorry to bother you (especially if you’ve already answered this) but is the Les Mis livestream still happening tonight? If so, will a link be made public or is there something else I should look for?
Thank you and again sorry if this info was already given somewhere else!
hi!!! yeah, i will post the link in like fifteen minutes, it will be on cytube (you might have to have an account to get on a stream, so if you've never used it before you might wanna make one before the link goes up). you're not bothering!! i should've been more clear that i was just gonna post the link on this blog lol
Simon has always been confused on why you gift him toys. Sure, most of the gifts you gave him were some of the things he liked. Bourbon, masks, gloves, make up for him to smudge his eyes with, some daggers and knives. Things that we're useful for him, just him. But later, you gifted him a toy airplane. He makes a comment about it, saying he is not a child anymore and you were better off giving it to Johnny instead.
"No, this is specifically for you, take it."
When he gets to him room, he walks toward his trash can, opening it with the tip of his boot. He gives one more look at the toy, his mood souring before throwing it into the trash. He goes on about his day, training, signing paper work, drills. Doing anything to ignore the pain stinging memories that the toy brought back. Emotions that were buried thousands of feet deep it could reach hell itself. Later, he lies awake in bed, staring at the ceiling, avoiding looking at the cylinder shape that's calling for him in his peripheral.
Fuck.
He pulls the covers off vigorously and stomps over to the trash can. He is standing over it like he's trying to intimidate it, as if it was an enemy he's trying to get rid of in battle. To anyone else, the scene would look comical.
He sighs to himself and reaches down to take out the toy he so cruelly threw away. He sets it on his desk and quickly walks toward his bed, facing away from his desk.
The next day, he wakes up feeling different. He swears he sees his room more vibrant, more lively. That energy follows him through out the day, having his other teammates notice his rather bright mood.
You catch him in the hallway. Pulling him aside to ask him about the paper work you left at his desk this morning. Of course, he notices the way you smile brightly, more so than usual. But he notices that you're not looking at him. More like looking at something next to him.
"What's got you so cheery?"
You turn to look up at him, feeling a bit embarrassed.
"I just..." You take a quick glance at the spot next to him, before bringing your eyes back upon his.
"I just hope you liked your gift." The same bright smile appearing on your face.
He stares at you, examining your words. Your expression.
here i am yet again.. planning ahead a little bit in my work schedule! this is another round of linework-only headshots, to be finished in the first half of October 🫡
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RBs always much appreciated as well & thank you for your interest sweats