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rare sneak peeks from the chrollo series that's decomposing in my google docs

yeah every single time reader calls chrollo, he makes bedroom eyes while he talks. at first it was "I need to keep a close eye on her until I can steal her ability" then it turned into "I need to keep her close because I like her" which later turns into "I need her in my basement"

he is not doing okay.

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The intimacy of your relationship with Sunday could be represented through the distance he's maintained from you whenever you sat together on the couch.

Like the majority of acquaintances, it started from the respectful distance from where he remained rigidly planted at the other end of the sofa. Nothing more than basic pleasantry and information that any passerby of Penacony would also be able to provide traveled that bridge of cold courtesy.

The Oak Family Head is an excellent actor, albeit you realized this at a latter point in time. Your conversations remained unremarkable — at least in your opinion. But Sunday expertly kept the extent of his burgeoning interest under wraps and the increasing boldness in his inquiries seemingly as normalized as the shrinking distance between you two. You hadn't noticed back then, or was it that you chose not to notice?

By the time the space waned by half, you eliminated any probing suspicions. The contents of your discussions evolved beyond polite tete-a-tete and exciting prospects such as inside jokes soon joined in. You were thrilled at the unravelling of a Sunday unknown to many, perhaps a touch too thrilled. While his ‘accidental’ touches disrupted the quaint rhythm of your heart, his soft smile sowed seeds of appealing scenarios. But even then he had been at a safe margin, it is wholly your fault for giving him the incentive to continue testing your boundaries.

From that point onwards, every decrease in distance came at a sacrifice from yourself. It was faster than before, yet so much more agonizing. Some pieces of you were negotiated, while others greedily stolen and a good portion you surrendered voluntarily at the enticement of trust. After all, it takes two to start a quarrel and you definitely and regrettably, played your role in his schemes.

Because by the time you came to know of the true Sunday, the couch had been replaced by his person entirely.

──⚝ You may also like [ Aventurine and Couches ]

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this means i beat the british allegations

anons, you are right about your guesses and claims. that is all

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anons, you are right about your guesses and claims. that is all

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im feeling filipino

you are feeling incorrect anon

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okay jokes aside what ethnicity do you guys think I am

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i wonder if aventurine, robin, and firefly will somehow find each other in the deep dreamscape now that they've all been killed in the dream.

i think it would be funny if they just got really bored together while waiting for the non-dead people to figure out the watchmaker's secrets or whatever

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me reading a proposition in the notes: yeah this makes sense. it's literally just intuition there's no need to prove-

professor: this is the 2 page proof of this proposition

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hi, pepp!!! i just wanna say that your art is sososo pretty ;>∆<; so i was wondering if we could get a disheveled dr. ratio after being smothered in lipstick kisses on his face (and neck maybe.... #scandalous)?? i think he deserves lots of smooches... even if he'd try to deny them at first. thank you!!! and i hope you're having an amazing day. your art & friendly vibes give me so much serotonin ♡

Hi anon!!

Ty!! I hope you have a great day as well! I’m happy that my art gives you a shot of serotonin :)

I’ve decided to make your request into a comic!

There’s space for more kisses!!! For you!!

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humbling the humble Aventurine

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i just want a beautiful hot evil woman that would care for me even if i was a broke trash racoon am i asking too much

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don't worry guys she's taking him to therapy

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About *that* voiceline.

Headcanon: it's not that Childe really thinks the best of others (he has shown multiple times he doesn't), rather he consistently decides "eh, I'm worse" (he isn't) or "eh, I can deal with this" (he can't).

Also.

I know how he says HoH kids reminded him of Tonia and Teucer but I think they are much closer to our guy himself. He isn't being completely honest there.

A girl excited about poisons, a boy who was sent to HoH because he strangled all his neighbours' animals ("he's a misunderstood kid, it was an experiment"). Addams family vibes. Childe would fit right in.

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Here a little question concerning Vampire Childe: How the guy would take if one of his wife's reincarnation were to already have a happy married life before he found her ? Like one day he found her, but too bad she's already married and have children with someone else and they seem just so happy.

I'm going to have to put this ask on hold as unanswered because if I say anything the story is going to be spoiled. for now let's just say the world has mysterious ways

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informally answering/replying to @harmonysanreads questions in le reblog. ask and ye shall receive answers

'Tis a good question. First, I insert a load of unicorn farts---

My kneejerk answer is:

But that's also a fucking LIE RAHHHHHHHHH 🔫

but i suppose 'delightfully flavored chaos' is the best way to put it, as you can tell from the above. when it comes to writing stuff, I generally only really use a loose outline, with maybe a box or two that absolutely has to be checked. it's mostly because I sort of like letting my fingers...just kinda go where they want. Letting the story 'write itself', ifykyk. There's no real eloquent way for me to put this, but I think the easiest way to put my thought process while writing waxing moon is:

"ok how do i do the silly haha before traumatizing the shit outta my readers. and the reader. and aventurine."

wait...that's not quite right either (and also my thoughts obviously got a shitload darker than that). Actually, now that I think about it, I should've started with this. if there's a single quote I had to point to that singlehandedly influenced my writing, it's this:

"The longer and more carefully we look at a funny story, the sadder it becomes." - Nikolai Gogol

so...while i of course don't strictly adhere to this (since writing must fit its rhetorical situation), it's something I really love to do and try to do often. even if it's just a single sentence, a single word...to interject something of amusement is to give levity and a smile. but in the right circumstances, amusement becomes twisted, and even used against you. you read of a man's suffering, to which there is a single quip that has you smiling; and then, do you stop? do you stop to think: 'do I smile at this man's misery?' in other words, amusement, or 'funny things' in a story has a wide variety of uses. my favorite way to use it is to place it in a situation where it feels like it just shouldn't be there but is; and at the moment it feels like a relief, but of course, the narrative still continues. and that single moment of normalcy, of levity, it then highlights the absurdity, horror, etc. of the rest of the narrative.

but i also enjoy writing scenes where there's a strong sense of hopelessness and fatality looming over.

with my yan fics, I sort of wanna make my reader feel like both the spectator but also be in the story; I don't think this is a particular novel thing amongst us yan authors, but it's something I try to keep in mind and adhere to. I want them to feel unsettled, happy, amused, etc. But most importantly, with these stories, I want to leave them with a sort of confusion. to read a story so, so twisted, yet with a brutal softness to it...i just love it when fiction gives me complicated feelings about something, and it's something I hope to at least partially emulate lmao

idk. ig that wasn't really talking about my thought process in exact, but that's the closet thing I can come up with. metacognition hard.

(side note: i don't actually read gogol, but I am interested in at least reading the 'overcoat'. it seems to include the themes of mundanity that I just love *mwah* but I'm also too lazy to go ahead and download a pdf or something. Plus. i found a book called legends and lattes where an ogre starts a coffee shop in a fantasy realm. it looks great and I'm getting my hands on it as soon as I can)

physics isn't actually terrible, i just don't understand it. i have no clue how I got an A in physics. but I've also been really good at bullshitting reports while also not actually bullshitting them. and I can't really make fun of people who listen to physics stuff recreationally. i just finished a video about why 37 keeps appearing everywhere, from my refrigerator to my gacha games. and I'm currently chipping away at quinton review's nickelodeon retrospect. and then amateur politic theory and media analysis.

so in a way im making fun of both you and me, and you know what they say: two negatives make a positive.

before i go into symbolism: I would like to say a personal belief of mine:

although the answers i give may be the 'official symbolisms' and 'meanings', still feel free to read this fic with whatever lens of interpretation you want! if anything, it can be said that the 'official' meanings are also just another interpretation of the text. beauty is the in the eye of the beholder. anyway, moving onwards:

mmm, sorta? i originally intended to use the tower throughout, but those scenes got cut for pacing reasons, but I decided to keep the tower metaphor just as a sort of way to characterize reader.

specifically, the tower symbolizes 'stability.' reader wants to live a normal life, a modest but stable one. I've mostly based in on the 'Tower' arcana (but let's make it clear: my understanding of the arcana is a superficial understanding of a superficial understanding lmao)

ripping from the persona wiki because of my laziness:

but yeah, keep in mind that the reader isn't a one-and-one interpretation of the tower arcana. but I think you can definitely see the correlations lmao.

however the 'stability' of that tower is definitely dependent on their mental state which....well...

eh, i'm sure it'll work out....ehehehe......

this is probably something i should've clarified a bit more, but I decided against it at the time since I wrote this assuming the reader read destroyed onset; basically, I've carried over the 'ink' metaphor from it. it's actually pretty simple: ink is just 'fear,' but an especially potent one. thick and slimy, oozing its way down your back and just being nasty in general......a fear that may come to drown and burn you.

again, i probably should've been more clear, esp in this fic, but I when I was writing onset, I made it a bit more vague since I thought it was just. way too obvious and didn't want to feel like I was directly telling my readers and spoonfeeding them symbolize like they're toddlers. i was basically worried that I might've not been trusting y'all enough 😭 I wouldn't say that this series is like some. super duper cryptic puzzle you'll have to study for years to understand, but ofc I don't want to make it too easy, otherwise it's not as fun to pick and prod at the details and think about a fic if it's just too "obvious," at least to me.

Yeah, and i can see why. im not gonna go on a psychoanalysis tangent or anything, but since so many of us fantasize about a yandere for the idea of being wanted or....or just not having to work or pay for rent....it's definitely really easy to indulge in it in a romantic aspect.

i personally sort of love these sort of outcomes though, because the psyche of it all is so interesting! and deliciously messed up. similarly to the great @/jessamine-rose, I too love myself a twisted happy ending (as one can tell from how much I think about that gogol quote lmao)

predicted his twilight looking ass, and also fulfilling my life long dream of telling a stranger some weird twilight book

"da skinn of a keeler" (im sorry)

also i have not read twilight. but my friend also has a gun, so it's only a matter of time before I'm held to gunpoint by her

😏

i have abided by these wise words. i thought I included them, but I didn't. and also the second banner. anyways, moving forward, I defo won't be forgetting to do this. and I've also gone back to onset and added the word count there so as not to spook anyone too badly.

ty! 🥺🥺🥺🥺

(fr tho all of these asks, comments....unparalleled rizz I say)

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For a shitpost, why is he actually damn scary lmao. I'm getting to used to drawing him HAHAHAHHA