unicornpuke
unicornpuke
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unicornpuke · 5 months ago
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unicornpuke · 5 months ago
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Heyyy, I keep forgetting to post this, BUT my website is officially up! Used GitHub Pages to get it up and out. In the short stories section of my site, I uploaded my story "Dulces Sueños," which is a horror story based on the FTM experience. It's pretty metaphorical. I combined prose, poetry, and some drawings--I think it's pretty cool, so check it out (after considering the TWs, of course)! TWs: transphobia, misgendering, violence, gore, self-harm, suicidal thoughts and actions
Link: https://roshanis5.github.io/portfolio/shortstories.html
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unicornpuke · 6 months ago
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Wrote this for one of my close friends after I spent about a week in a psychiatric hospital. Our phone calls were practically the only things that kept me sane and happy in that dull place, so I wrote this for them about our friendship and that experience. I gave the handwritten version to them as a gift one day, approximately last year. Throwback to that, I guess? Either way, I liked how the poem came out--it took a while for me to be truly satisfied with it.
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unicornpuke · 6 months ago
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Who would have thought?
I keep asking myself in my mind
as I observe my friends ice skating under the night sky.
Who would have thought that this person
would find his little place in the corner of my mind?
Building a cozy nest, not to leave too soon—
a reappearing memory that follows me around.
Who would have thought
he would awaken a longing I haven’t felt in so long,
destroying the wall around my heart?
I don’t say he has my heart,
but he slightly brushed it—
with the same gentle hand
that once held my chin to his eyes,
then my cheek, then my lips.
Who would have thought
I loved being in his arms so much,
I would fall asleep with them over me in my mind?
Who would have thought his perfume stayed in my memory,
and I recognize it whenever someone wearing the same brand passes by?
Who would have thought?
What was it that made him glued into my brain?
Was it his eyes? His smile? Or his humour that made me laugh?
The way he makes coffee, maybe,
or the fact that my glass will never be empty under his watch—perhaps?
Or was it just lust?
The hunger I didn’t get to fulfil,
held back by my own lack of experience and will?
Do I feel this way because I didn’t get to do him,
or because… he made me feel safe?
Wrapped me in his arms, whispering “It’s okay,”—
the comfort I could not experience from a stranger,
or even worse, a man.
Sleeping skin to skin, brushing my lips over his,
this thought appears:
how much I don’t want to leave.
I could be in this state forever,
hiding from the world,
as long as I am with him.
Who would have thought?
And now the “what ifs” haunt me around.
I can’t get them out of my mind—or maybe I just don’t want to,
because it’s hard to let go.
Hard to let go of the future,
of the man who is capable of giving me exactly what I want.
Who would have thought?
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unicornpuke · 6 months ago
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So cute
Paws, Purring and Prowling Places
I strolled into your life like a whispered breeze, A shadow of silk with a purpose unseen. My purrs are the hum of rustling trees, My presence a lantern in forests between.
I sense the storm you hold in your chest, Nuzzle the thunder until it sleeps. Even as dawn crowns, I disrupt your rest, Root myself where your soul softly weeps.
Vaulting through worlds I shouldn’t explore, A constellation of chaos you’ll always adore.
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In case it wasn't obvious, this poem is about one of my cats, Minerva.
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unicornpuke · 6 months ago
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hot cup of joe
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unicornpuke · 6 months ago
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"The number of hours we have together is actually not so large. Please linger near the door uncomfortably instead of just leaving. Please forget your scarf in my life and come back later for it."
poem by Mikko Harvey
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unicornpuke · 6 months ago
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An assortment of unfinished artworks from last year - hopefully I can get them done at some stage 😅
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unicornpuke · 6 months ago
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plush cat sewing himself back together 🪡
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unicornpuke · 6 months ago
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I became the hollows between your bones, where the skin sank like ships
too far out at sea.
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unicornpuke · 6 months ago
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Ahhh this is so cool!!
Lineart for @nastr0nd ‘s commission of Sleep Token as kitties!
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This will be getting finished with markers, colored pencils, and if plans hold, some acrylic pens for detailing / highlighting. ☺️
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unicornpuke · 6 months ago
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Secretary bird sketch
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unicornpuke · 6 months ago
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sketching my fursona in some outfits i liked recently
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unicornpuke · 6 months ago
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unicornpuke · 6 months ago
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today's warm up: Day Night! Gonna try and do one every day! Wish me luck!
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unicornpuke · 6 months ago
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Sheep’s cradle
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unicornpuke · 6 months ago
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