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Subject of the Day (Wednesday)

English

(Pretend this came out yesterday)

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Playlist of the Day (Tues)

From my personal playlist

“New Obsession”

Song -

“Heavy Metal Lover - Reloaded”

By: Lady Gaga

Can be found on YouTube

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You could never see her

And yet you want to be her

With how she sings on that stage

It's like she's putting put up a charade

Her mystic visage

Is it just a mirage

Her beautiful age

Is it all for stage

Do you think all that pain

Is worth the rage

Or are you as blind

As her and I

To the tears that fall from her eyes

Is it worth those 15 minutes

Or is just another gold ticket

I implore you to stick around

And find out how this canary

Got caged and got out

All we know of this story

And the marionette of this quarry

Listen well and listen wide

As I tell you the story of

Starlight Hyde

People running in different directions.

Instructions being shouted in all directions.

And in the middle was a gaggle of girls and their manager, standing in one location.

Even with all the hustle and bustle you could still hear what he said clearly,

As if he wanted the whole world to know.

"Look at you girls, you’ve grown so much. Starlight's new single hit number one on the charts. CANDYS ‘album has hit the top 100. And not to mention being the guest appearance on that popular afternoon Tv show. Aren’t we glad that the host was a fan of Starlight’s. You guys have another concert tomorrow to celebrate your 2nd year anniversary and it the dress rehearsal looked great today. Good job Starlight… and girls. A toast is in order, you all did great."

He walked them to their changing room.

Then as the man exited the scene, all but one huddled together.

They had locked her out, like always.

She was excluded.

She sat outside their circle, as they gossiped and grimaced in front of her face.

As if they didn’t care.

As if she didn’t exist.

"Honestly it sounded like he just wanted to congratulate Starlight. He doesn't care about the rest of us."

"Hmm."

"True."

“Her new single did get number one. Maybe that’s why.”

“But he always talks about her. What’s so special about her?”

“I know right? She’s not even that cute.”

“And she’s so dull. Why doesn’t he pay attention to me?”

“Or at least anyone but her.”

“She’s just a hog.”

"She’s so mean."

"What's the point?"

There was a long silence in the room. The sound of ice clicking together in the cup was heard by all.

"Maybe we should just graduate already."

There was a shift in the table as someone jumped up. Knocking into the table.

"No! You can't. I need you guys. The company needs you guys."

"No, you don't. In fact, nobody needs us. Our manager does not care. I don’t think the fans even care.”

A pensive face appeared on her. She just couldn't understand. Why would they say that. That's not true! Even if she knew deep down that it was true, she couldn't accept that. They can't leave.

"That's not true, he does! He mentioned the album and it raising in the ranks. He wouldn't have if he didn't care. And the fans would riot if you guys suddenly disappeared.”

"Oh come on Starlight. The fans don’t care. And he obviously did it to not sound bias. We all heard him raving about your up-and-coming single. And it's no wonder he did, you know how much money the company makes off you. You are all he cares about, we're just collateral."

"That's not true! He's proud of you, of us. We did great in that album and poured our hearts and souls into it. He knows it. This is a huge accomplishment for the group, for us. We'll be world-renowned in no time. And he knows that. It's not just me, it's all of u-"

"SHUT UP. He doesn't give a fuck about the rest of us. The only thing he liked from the album was your solos. I heard him say it to the other managers. 'Starlight was so good. The rest suck though, but at least they make Starlight look better blah blah blah.' He couldn't care less. After all, you the company's golden goose, this group was made around you. All the interns practically worship the ground you walk on. Managers, fight for you. Executives, “whatever you want”. PR team, it doesn't matter. News reporters, you can do no wrong. Gossip mags, she's the greatest. Fans, we'd DIE for you. Hell, even other celebrities LOVE you. He doesn't care about us, they don't care about us. It wouldn't matter if we all quit, as long as you're here nobody would bat an eye. They would just hire our replacements or something off the bat. I bet the only reason we still have our jobs is because of you. Well, am I right?"

"..."

You couldn't lie. It was true. They had almost been terminated a couple of times. But you fought for them every time. You wonder if the cared or were insulted. After all it's not like they liked you.

"I fucking knew it. He doesn't care because he has you. What's the point in being a part of this group if I'm always going to play second fiddle to the same pompous, immature brat."

*BANG*

Your manager had returned awhile ago. Listening the whole time. Biting his tongue or more of peacefully observing, watching what you'd say. It's only when he felt like they had gone far enough, did he say something. His calm demeanor turned cold in seconds, slamming both hands on the table rattling the drinks on it.

"CAMI! Be nicer to Starlight! Or else I'll have you terminated."

"See, I told you. Let's go girls."

And with that they left.

Alone.

Without her.

She was alone, so alone.

Even as her manager slowly wrapped his arms around her in comfort, she felt so alone.

More alone than ever before.

They hate me

Maybe... I should just go

Maybe... I should just leave

Escape to where no one can find me...

Because I'm tired...

I'm tired of this.

The saddest tune is sung by thee

Will no one answer her plee

I don’t own and of the dividers

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Idolize : Blue

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Idolize is a fanfic idea that I started to write on Wattpad, until I got into Tumblr again.

So I am writing it here instead, or phrasing.

Because I am lazy and suck at writing currently. Or just not experienced enough to write it the way I think the story deserves to be written. Doesn’t mean I’m not going to try.

So if you see it over on Wattpad, I am just moving it to a different platform. I might still update it there, but chances are slim.

I also will be transferring over some of my other work from that account.

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You are Idolized

Glamorized

Dignified

But are you truly happy inside?

A story of a popular idol transported to a different world hoping for a life better than before….

only to receive worse than she bargained for

A short of a loner, hoping for someone to save him…

only to get completely destroyed in the wake of things

A note of a pirate who has nothing and everything, hoping for something...

only to miss that one thing

And a song of wash-up who wants to be anyone else but herself, wishing to escape from reality…

only to trap herself in her own fantasy

Join "Starlight" as she tries to survive in an all boy school and the stories of those around her.

Will everything be alright or will their problems kill all that's in sight?

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Random Twst thoughts~

Just counted all current existing cards for the hell of it. Lilia, Rook, Floyd, and Jack all have 18 cards. They have the most cards out of all the other characters, with Sebek about to join their card count when his birthday hits.

Just a random thought

Day: March 12, 2024

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Zero: Art

These are drawings that are 3 years old, so my current art style looks sort of different. I might do an updated version if this current design is well received.

(As in I’ll take normal anatomy into account.)

Please tell me what you think below and if I should change her outfit.

Zero (in female form).

This is her in chibi form

Ps: I like the chibi one a lot better because her legs don’t look as weird.

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Zero

🔪 You actually met when you were in kindergarten. It was love at first sight. He was enamored by you and your cute outfit. He ran towards you the first day.

“Hi, my name is Зиновий, what’s yours?”

And the rest was history.

🔪 Since that day he would always be with you. Following you everywhere and never let other kids play with you. It was always just the two of you. You were always together at school. You two ate together, had sleepovers, had the same classes, cuddled together, did projects together, and even kissed during the first grade play. Monopolizing your time and friendship at school was the goal. No one had what you guys had, and he was hoping it would always stay that way.

🔪 Everything was going as planned until your mom‘s job change sent you out of the archipelagos to the States in the second grade. How dare she! Uprooting your life and ripping you away from your best friend b̸o̸y̸f̸r̸i̸e̸n̸d̸. You didn't even have time to say goodbye to anyone. You were here one minute, gone the next. It was a nightmare.

🔪 When he found out he was devastated. A lot of tears were shed during that time. Tantrums were heard to be the norm for quite a while in the убийца’s household. He looked everywhere for you. But no information on you was ever found. It was like you just disappeared, like you never existed. Like a chilly day in October. Whisked away by the cool breeze.

🔪 She changed and surrounded herself with people. Your missing presence was too overwhelming. Even if she hated it, she would befriend everyone, if only to distract her for a moment from thoughts of you. She went so far as to make contact with some of the people she couldn’t scare away from you. But the void in her heart was never fully quelled. They were not you. And nothing could change that, not in those moments at least.

🔪 She caught her first glimpse of you in a long time through your closest childhood friend. Question ran through her mind, she thought she was your closest friend, and why did they get the privilege of staying in contact when she didn’t. She started to vigorously study your face as quickly as she could. She would never knew if there would be another chance to. It looked like you had matured. Like you were tired, stressed. She could see it. How could she not? She wanted nothing more than to whisk you away so you would never have to worry about anything. And she would.

🔪 It wouldn't be until college that they would be able to see you again. They have matured a lot since the last time they saw you and since your last official meeting. They were cooler, friendlier, and more assured. They mirrored nothing of the needy cat that followed you around, more of that of a wise fox. But foxes are known to be sly creatures by nature.

🔪They approached you carefully, slowly. Taking it step by step. Getting to know you little by little. Learning everything about you that they could. Making your favorite dishes, helping you with your homework, helping you destress, and even assisting you in doing laundry. They were everywhere, always helping you with everything they could. Taking up so much of your time so that they will have successfully ingratiate themselves into your life. Doing so that they are essential to you. Something or someone you can not live without.

🔪 The night lies and deceit fester. As midnight strikes another body is flung into the wall as the fine silk curtains are dyed a hideous red. The body count adds up to fast. Too many needed to die. Even when there are commissions, the important work gets done first. It always does.

🔪 Wiping the blood off the corner of his lip, she prepares to call you. They wait, taking a seat on the throne of bodies they created. A satisfying crackle of bones is made, but drowned out by the annoying buzzing of the phone. You answer, slightly breathless. They chuckled imagining what you were doing before they called. This happens every time he calls…and she loves it. Your call together lasted an hour at most. Just tucking you into bed, while he cleaned the mess he made. You were always bad at bedtime. As your call is near the end, one last word is heard.

“I love you, Mwah”

They swoons, you're so adorable, it’s sickening.

🔪 And so as the night ends, there is not a sound or soul present. As he digests what was said, she’s sure it was in the heat of the moment. But you couldn’t take it back. He wished he would’ve recorded it. She’d love to hear it again. Salivating as they turned back into their male appearance. The form most well receipted by society. The form most familiar to you. Wishing for the dream they live to never end. They walked out the room and went to the nearby alley, skipping the whole way home. They couldn’t wait to see your drooling face in bed. Or the reaction you will have when they tried to snuggle up to you in your sleep.

Then they inquired to themself, it was quite the important question…

Where are they going to store their latest trophy?

[vivianwantstosleep]

I saw your post, it’s so spooky and intriguing can’t wait see what you got cooking in your brain. Best of luck with this

Ps I am not trying to pressure on you. I just saw you teaser and wanted to encourage you :)

Thank you (｡･ω･｡)

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𝘈𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳

In the mornings this monster shows off its beautiful looks. Hair whiter than freshly fallen snow, skin as pale as a frostbitten winter morning, a height that is model-ready, hair like wisps of breath in the cold, and body lanky like a dead tree’s branches. It stalks the street, admired by all who pass it. No one knows the difference, that the model they all admire and respect is a monster, without a doubt.

At night the truth comes out. In the dark corners of the streets, a figure can be seen.

Woman, man, child, adult, human, animal, or monster.

You can't tell. All you can see is the corpse of Mr. Magna, the runner-up in last week’s election for mayor.

During the day she can be found acting like a normal person one who cries, one who sympathizes, one who has nothing to hide. But behind that mask is the truth of this deadly beauty.

He has no form. She has no name. They are no one. It had no identity.

But this changeling has evolved. It talks about your past together. It acts as if it knows you. Have they recently been replaced or has this thing always been your friend?

It doesn't matter now. Because everyone around you seems to know and they are okay with it. It follows after you, watching you. You have to accept it.

He is your beloved childhood friend.

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𝒮𝒾𝓃𝓃ℯ𝓇 𝒞𝒾𝓉𝓎

Your home and the proof that your family is in the 1%. You just recently moved here on account of your mom’s new job. You used to live here when you were younger. But due to your parent's divorce, you ended up moving.

Now back after years of being gone, all the people you knew are not the same. They changed. Rumors about the monster living here are rampant. It's said anyone could be a monster. And for better or worse, you're going to be getting personally acquainted with former friends and enemies. Enjoy the shady suburbs of Sinner City. The place where good people go to die and the evil lives free.

𝒲 ℯ 𝓁 𝒸 ℴ 𝓂 ℯ 𝓉 ℴ

𝔇𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔩 𝔗𝔬𝔴𝔫

𝓢𝓲𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓻 𝓒𝓲𝓽𝔂

𝒮𝒽ℯ𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝒮ℴ𝓂𝒾𝓀𝒾

𝒜𝒶𝓇ℴ𝓃 ℳℯ𝓇ℯ𝓃ℊ𝒾ℯ

𝒥𝒶𝒸ℴ𝒷 ℳℯ𝓇ℯ𝓃ℊ𝒾ℯ

𝒯𝒶𝒸𝒽𝒾ℴ𝓃ℴ 𝒮ℴ𝓂𝒾𝓀𝒾

ℳ𝓈. 𝒥𝓊𝓁𝒾𝓈ℯ

ℒℯ𝒶𝒹ℯ𝓇 ℳ𝒶𝓃𝓈ℴ𝓃

𝕯𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖑 𝕿𝖔𝖜𝖓

⊱ Zyphon Merengie

⊱ Zayanna Somiki

⊱ Iris Lightheart

⊱ Jeffery Livingston

⊱ Zero 1

𝑯𝒆𝒍𝒍’𝒔 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒆

- 𝑃𝑢𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟

- 𝑀𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑟𝑐ℎ

- 𝑇𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑎

- 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑝𝑒𝑟

- 𝑆𝑢𝑛𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟

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𝒮𝒾𝓃𝓃ℯ𝓇 𝒞𝒾𝓉𝓎

an island right off the coast of the Americas, not owned by any country or by nature. It was built by mankind, for mankind. It’s owned by no one just like the inhabitants of said island. The rich and powerful. Anyone who is anyone lives there. Where they set their own rules and listen to no one. The world is run by the citizens of the island.

𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒜𝓃ℊℯ𝓁 𝒜𝓇𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓅ℯ𝓁𝒶ℊℴ𝓈

is where the leaders of the future grow up.

It is a place where many monsters gather. They masquerade as humans, tricking them, and using them for their own goals. Underneath those beautiful facades lies an ugly truth. One that should never get discovered.

That is…

Unless…

You really want to know.

Do you want to know?

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ℐ 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉ℯ𝒹 𝓉ℴ 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓇ℯ 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓂𝓎 𝒸𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓉𝒾𝓋ℯ 𝒾𝒹ℯ𝒶𝓈 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇𝓎ℴ𝓃ℯ. 𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝓈ℴ 𝒾 𝒹ℴ𝓃’𝓉 𝓈𝓊𝒻𝒻ℯ𝓇 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓂𝓎 𝒾𝒹ℯ𝒶𝓈 𝒶𝓁ℴ𝓃ℯ.（＾ω＾）