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so i think this new arc of pictor’s life is gonna be self discovery, how it feels as an artist to experience burnout and how turning a hobby into an actual full time career can weigh down on you, along with finding people who are like you/finding a community 

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also god i want pic pic to get a moirail.. that’d be cute 

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anyways good afternoon, how yall doin? 

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Change of pace

Word Count: 318 

Synopsis: Pictor was in stasis for the longest time. Always following the rules and laying low but always felt the drive to just DO something. Anything! Now it’s affecting their relationships.

“This isn’t working.” The female fuchsia told them.

 “What isn’t?”

 “Ugh! THIS!! I thought getting close to you would make him see ME more! I thought being with you would motivate you to make his life worse but you- you!! You’re just so annoyingly calm about it all!”

 “Maybe I just don’t see him as someone I have to exact revenge upon? All we did was break up on amicable terms.” They were busy with their full time job at the time and had spiraled into a depression.

 “He replaced you! With ANOTHER goldblood! He actively tries to find trolls like you. Why do you still wish him the best? You should want to slash his tires, kill his mate, destroy-“ 

“No. YOU want to do all those things. I want to paint, and maybe even do my own soul searching if I wanted to.”

She chuckled. “Get real, Pic. You’re a starving artist with a slew of mental illnesses. You? Going on some crazy adventure? Are you sure you’re not going to have a panic attack first?” 

Pictor stood there absolutely stunned at the fact this woman they were seeing was saying all of this. Their lips pursed together before they spoke.

 “And you’re a jealous ex who USED me for some sick power play that wasn’t even going to work. I think you should leave.” 

“I will.” She said, taking her bag of paints in a huff. Stomping out of the overly painted inside of Pictor’s living room. They watched as she slammed their door on the way out. 

Letting out a sigh while flopping onto the couch. They thought about what had just transpired. What really happened. She wanted something that they were never going to give her anyway. They pulled out their phone from their pocket. 

Maybe a distraction is in order, and so is planning out the crazy thing they want to do.

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oh yea ive been getting the hang of csp every1 say hi to evanor 

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anyway this is probs gonna be for art and aesthetic stuff but uhhh yea feel free to ask me for my discord or w/e LOL 

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things i have been up 2 

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hi :)! 

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bro i could eat like 3 mcdonalds BURGER right now. sorry. maybe ill just leave…

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does violence have to be the last resort. cant it be like third

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new troll coming to the blog