Hihi, Jade! Hope you’ve been well and are doing good hehe
I started learning the pre-chorus + chorus to Like Crazy and when I tell you it’s groovy as shit. Like damn. Though, if this doesn’t improve my hip-control, I genuinely have no idea what will 🤡
On another note, I’m meeting up with one of my friends on Monday! We’re going out for coffee and window shopping and I’m pretty excited because I haven’t seen her since the beginning of February of this year, and I’m excited to talk to her face to face (hah see what I did there ;))
I also did a little brainstorming for a story I’ve wanted to write since August of 2020, and I’m hoping it’s gonna help with my immense writers block concerning the idea itself lmfao
I was also wondering, but do you bake? I know it’s a pretty random question but a lot of my friends bake, and I’ve only ever baked once with one of said friends. We made chocolate muffins and, despite them being relatively messy, they actually tasted pretty good! I’m a bit sad we didn’t have chocolate chips though, I would’ve loved to take the famous(?) “you measure that shit with your heart” post as inspiration to make a mostly choc-chip choco muffin hehe.
Do you draw at all, either? I don’t draw much, and when I do I almost always draw exclusively doodles, but I’ve had a couple which came out pretty well. I drew this really tiny dragon a while ago (probably a few years back) which I thought came out pretty well hehet.
By the way, on a less random and softer note, I’ve been meaning to tell you but kept getting shy and insecure about how to say it, but I really appreciate you, you know? I know we don’t know each other super personally and everything, but our exchanges have been a consistent highlight to my everyday life since I’ve become your mutual.
Like, I can’t even begin to say how big of an impact you’ve had on me as a person just with a couple of our (admittedly short) interactions. Your posts brighten up my day, and I really love how full of love you are, and how you’re so unapologetically yourself. It’s really pushed me to become more comfortable in my own skin, which I couldn’t thank you enough for.
I know that probably went from zero (0) to one-hundred (100) real quick, lol, but I thought it was about time, you know? Sorry for putting something like this in an ask, I probably should’ve sent it in a PM but I thought, “I’m here, I might as well do it while I have the courage” 🥹
Anyway, sorry for all the blabbering xd.
I hope you have a wonderful day (or night, I’m not 100% what time of day you’re at rn)!
I hope this isn’t coming off as creepy as it’s starting to sound in my head 🥹 I admire you a lot is all; sorry if this makes you uncomfortable if it does lemme know pls. Okay bye ily 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻
this is quite possibly the sweetest thing i anyone has told me in a very very very long time, and i am — OOF — misty in the damn eyeballs. like, i don’t even know how to thank you for that 😭🫠 i’m a whole mess omg. YOU ARE SO SPECIAL, LIL BABY HAN 😭💓💕💗🫶🏻
now i’m gonna stop wheezing and answer your actual questions and pretend i did not just fully tear up, lmao.
i do bake, but not as often as i used to? i kind of only do it when i’m home with my mom which is rare but will resume soon when i move back to my home state to be close again!! def prefer baking to cooking because there is some ridiculous disconnect in which i can do one fairly well but will burn the shit out of whatever meal i’m attempting and/or burn myself. i do not know why i am like this!!
i draw, but also not as often as i used to 🤪 like, i drew/designed all of my tattoos and used to be really into art, but my brain only lets me have 1-2 hobbies at a time, and this one fell by the wayside 🥲 rip art-phase jade.
and good luck with your wip!!! seriously, tag me in anything you post because i love FFF so much that i would surely love whatever else you write 💕🥹
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what if hunter never made it,
but nobody knew?
this is pretty much just an angsty "what if". i spent far too much time on the background & struggled with rivulet and moon. whoops.
some writing under cut, felt like it
weaving through the collapsed superstructure with ease, the semi-aquatic adapted slugcat halted right before a pipe that lead the chamber's entrance. "to a friend... if she is somehow still alive." that was what the fallen god had said. even he was uncertain if his dear friend was still alive. the slugcat stood still, folding its ears and gills backwards as it stood still, the words still in it's mind. and as effortlessly as it had woven through the collapsed structure, it slid through the pipe and danced across the water to the chamber. but the sight that met it made it freeze. the fallen god they'd stood by just a few cycles before had a tone in his voice that sounded like he had a feeling his friend should still be alive.
yet she wasn't. there lie her puppet unconcious on a heap of rusted metal in a puddle of water, umbilical wires torn. the slugcat clutched the rarefaction cell it had taken. it stared in disbelief. there, right in front of it, a dead god from an ancient civilization. it only knew something had gone terribly wrong for a god to be lying dead. yet, it still, though hesitantly, swam over to the puppet, sitting down right beside it and nudging it, hoping it was just in some sort of temporary unconcious state. no matter how much it tried to wake her up, nothing. not a single sound, other than the puppet's metal scraping against the metal it lied on and the soft vocalizations from the slugcat itself. and the realization had set in. there wasn't any sound from the structure either. the only sound it had heard on the way was the splashing in the water as it swam through it with ease.
the slugcat stood still, the sunlight bathing it and the puppet in a soft, comforting warm light. it felt almost like a 'could've been' as it stared at the puppet, before gently putting the mass rarefaction cell down besides the corpse, and reluncantly taking it's leave from the chamber, giving one final glance to the corpse of a fallen god, hoping she had somehow ended up elsewhere in the cycle, before slipping through the pipe.
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