from the depths of the surface of

Okay so you know what’s a thing that occurred to me?

Look at Blaytz, and look at the merfolk from s2e2. Look at his complexion, markings, head fins- he even has little antennae like several of them do!

You know how the mermaid planet is never named?

What if it’s Nalquod- Blaytz’s planet?

Think about it. Blaytz would really flit in perfectly with the merfolk. The only real difference is he doesn’t have a tail, but, even though Blaytz is obviously a sea creature, we only see him on land. And we only see the merfolk underwater- though they make it very clear that being on land, and on spaceships, is something they can do.

And the merfolk take a lot from human lore of mermaids- which very often features the idea that they’re able to grow legs and walk on land.

Several things in line with this:

The bubble coral makes perfect sense. Nalquod was part of a coalition of five planets. In its heyday, it would have needed to accommodate air-breathing guests. Frequently.

Luxia has creatures large enough to transport Voltron Lions.

The rebels immediately latch onto Lance as their savior explicitly because of the Blue Lion. Even though Hunk also has a Lion, they’re not nearly as concerned with him. It’s specifically the Blue Lion that they recognize- Blaytz’s Lion. The same Lion Luxia basically doesn’t even bat an eye at waking up in its mouth but immediately trusts and tries to appeal to the people there.

We have no idea how old Luxia is or how long she’s been leader. The mermaid city appears very well-established. Plaxum states that Luxia froze the ocean over by blocking the “thermal vents” and then moved everyone down to the depths, and Luxia talks about opening contact with other planets “again”, telling us they once were a spacefaring people, and also, that unlike many things that ultimately Luxia wasn’t responsible for, the Baku was- Luxia froze the ocean before the Baku took control of her. Plaxum, not knowing about the Baku, might conflate the two because Plaxum is probably much younger- she’s noticeably smaller than Luxia and Florona, after all.

So why would she do that? Why presumably call all her people back from space, freeze the entire surface of her planet, and hunker in the depths?

Well… the comics show us that some of Altea’s old allies are still alive. And again, we don’t know the lifespan of a mermaid.

If Luxia is over ten thousand years old- the Blue Lion is a nurturer, and Lance did shove Coran out of the way of a bomb.

It’s possible Blaytz was unable to escape himself, but, he was able to warn his homeland that Zarkon was going to attack them. And Luxia, next in line- Blaytz’s sister, daughter, niece, something else- locked down the planet so by the time the fleet got there, they found an icy, lifeless wasteland- and may have assumed that Nalquod’s people had fled the planet.

Endearing Qualities:

Aries: “I can be argumentative towards someone I care for but if someone else does it towards them then that’s just not on.”

Taurus: Expressing affection through physical goods, whether that’s preparing food, baking goods, or seemingly random gifts. They can find that generosity communicates more than they could in words.

Gemini: Their short attention span. Even in times of hurt and anger, if they can find something to be curious about, they can shift into a new experience, much like distracting a child. And I don’t mean that in a patronising way. They morph their reality.

Cancer: The warmth and care they often show to those that are vulnerable, almost like an openness despite their reservations in new situations. They balance assertion and softness admirably as a cardinal water sign.

Leo: Naive idealism. They just don’t get maliciousness and cruelty. Pride and pettiness, sure. But the former has no justifiable place in their world.

Virgo: Their willingness to see themselves in the context of everyone else, to work in a team, to embrace that their part, no matter how small, is a cog in the workings of a whole system. They can appear rather ego-less in this context.

Libra: The ability to romanticise everyday gestures or situations, a way of adding a sense of art and intrigue into the otherwise ordinary to others.

Scorpio: How they draw meaning from most everything. Nothing is just a surface matter for them, but something for them to consider, scrutinise and draw as much information from as possible. They look for depth, a rich existence.

Sagittarius: Their sense of humour. Their happiness radiates from them, and they can find lightness in difficult and troubled times, which in turn, spreads to others.

Capricorn: The sweetness they add into things in subtlety. Outright displays of affection are unlikely, but they find ways to express it in other ways.

Aquarius: Their awkwardness when it comes to “heavy” topics or one to one interaction. They can often deflect this with humour and intellectual topics to talk about, once again putting them in their element.

Pisces: The extent they can go to for the sake of pleasing others from a place of kindness is extensive. They can be one thing and say one thing to one person, and change for another, reaching maximum connection to the person in their immediate company. They are accommodating individuals.

The day has come, and you have passed away. The fates give you two options as to how you will spend your afterlife. You may spend eternity exploring outer space in the vast expanses beyond this planet, but you can never return to the surface of the Earth, only viewing it from above. Your second option is to spend eternity exploring the depths of the oceans, including the insides of volcanoes and all the way to the Center of the Earth. But you may never return to the land, and can only view it from the edges of waters. Where shall you go, soft spirit?

pluto & where you transform/ find power

~Pluto is the last generational planet and has the slowest orbit around the signs. Therefore, while some common generational themes can be found in the sign placements, the house placement should be focused on more when it comes to interpreting the individual. Most people here have their Pluto in Scorpio or Sagittarius. Ruled by Scorpio, Pluto shows what changes/truths you seek, how and where you transform yourself, the thin veil between powerfulness and powerlessness. Plutonian change is not as societal as Uranus’ systematic dismantling, but rather more internal, ruthless and intensely reformative.

Pluto in signs (more generational):


Transforming in….

Aries ♈: … an urgent, driven, bold way. themes of asserting independence
Taurus ♉: … a steady, enduring, collected way. themes of materialism
Gemini ♊: … a versatile, adaptable, communicative way. themes of exposed information and ideas
Cancer ♋: … an emotional, protective, defensive way. themes of intracommunity changes
Leo ♌: … a dramatic, creative, optimistic way. themes of indulgence
Virgo ♍: … a critical, practical, analytical way. themes of precision and self-mastery
Libra ♎: … a diplomatic, peaceful, harmonious way. themes of justice and fairness
Scorpio ♏: … a secretive, deep, intense way. themes of obsession and research discoveries
Sagittarius ♐: … a freedom-seeking, idealistic, expansive way. themes of travel/exploration and higher learning
Capricorn ♑: … a pragmatic, calculated, measured way. themes of industrialism and businesses
Aquarius ♒: … an unconventional, original and detached way. themes of humanitarianism and elitism
Pisces ♓: … a transcendental, sacrificial, idealistic way. themes of spirituality and addiction

Pluto in the houses (more specific to the individual):

Power struggles in or transformation within/through….

1st 🏠: … the self and the lifestyle. / constant regeneration of outlook and maybe appearance, feelings of alienation are possible. you are perceptive, aware of and sensitive to power struggles in your life. you find yourself holding many secrets for you feel powerful possessing knowledge that no one else does. you therefore prefer to keep your life private and keep things under wraps. you come off as intense, mysterious and have a magnetic presence that others are fascinated by. you may find yourself drawn to psychology and investigative research… you love a complex challenge.

2nd 🏠: … your self-worth and the acquisition of resources. / you may find your possession and resources constantly taken or ‘stolen’ from you, or otherwise inconsistent. you are insecure about your value and may find yourself often worrying about financial stability. you are incredibly resourceful though, and just as capable of getting the finances you lost back.. obsessive about wealth and acquiring possessions, you put in much effort in achieving the stability you seek. you may find yourself constantly throwing things out to get new things… you experience a lot of fundamental changes in your values and principles, maybe even appearance. may have a strong, booming voice that is lower in pitch

3rd 🏠: … communication and thoughts. / inquisitive & curious, you are a deep, pensive thinker and have an incredible perceptive awareness and analytical appreciation of things. you find yourself fascinated by new topics and may be prone to obsessive thinking.. regardless, you have a need to be heard and you communicate in a powerful, intelligent way that makes people listen. your ideas have much depth and ruthless wisdom. learning is a transformative experience to you and you may find yourself an extremely knowledgeable/high-achieving student. linked to educational investigative research & linguistics

4th 🏠: … the childhood and the domestic life. / you may have experienced a intense/turbulent past or a childhood with controlling, authoritarian figures that made you feel powerless. you may have deeply repressed desires because of this or are reserved and secretive about your background as a result, developing much protective armouring.. now you feel a need to subtly be in control of family traditions/in control of your ‘inner circle’; a powerful head of house. you are intensely protective of the people you consider a part of that inner circle. you likely have an unusual domestic life. some with this placement experience a sudden change in homes, developing resourcefulness & resilience through changing environments.

5th 🏠: … self-expression and leisure. / you have a deep creativity and a strong, intense & dramatic manner of self expression. more inclined to take pleasure/leisurely activities and romance seriously. there a lot of shifts in the love life and you may find yourself swinging from extremes, going from intense and transformative relationships and lovers to none at all. capable of forming extremely strong bonds with children or being very protective of your own. you may take pleasure in gambling or occult interests. possessive or obsessive lover

6th 🏠: … jobs and helping others. / obsessive concern over health & hygiene. you are passionate about servicing/helping others and do this through transformative means, may gravitate to psychology or therapy-related jobs as well as “inside” jobs (associated with spies). intense workaholic, you take your duties and work seriously. you may preoccupy yourself with work or helping others so much that you neglect your own health, self destructive tendencies that affect health are common with this placement.

7th 🏠: … partnerships and your interactions with others. / you are prone to having/gravitating to extreme and intense relationships - that’s where your passion is most apparent. destructive, obsessive, possessive lover/attracts destructive, obsessive, possessive partners (romantic or otherwise). similarly, may be controlling or attract controlling partners. you have good investigative skills and an ability to uncover secrets from others. you look for intimacy and depth in your interactions. you may be a lone wolf or have a dramatic social life. you’re reserved and private about your relationships because you hold their transformative powers dear.

8th 🏠: … your legacy and your intimate relationships. / you may have obsessive or compulsive tendencies and desires. capable of extreme regeneration and powerful inner transformation. passionate sexuality or strong intimate needs. you have a perceptive, psychic sensitivity and awareness. you are also capable of high self-control and discipline - empowers you and ignites you due to the potency of your powerful desires that you once thought were out of control. you don’t take things at face value which is why this placement is strongly associated with psychology, healing and investigative research; you look beyond the surface, aren’t afraid to dig deep or get your hands dirty. you’re resourceful, measured and calculated. resilient and not easily scared off, you can overcome extreme or adverse situations. you do have a tendency to expose hidden matters within yourself and others though, which may land you in trouble…

9th 🏠: … your beliefs and spiritual exploration. / you may be extremely religious or deeply attracted to spirituality or philosophy. expansion is fascinating to you and you have a strong drive to explore new horizons/pursue higher learning. if you do manage to pursue this, you might find yourself adept at or drawn to subjects that ‘uncover’ and expose hidden or secret matters, or subjects that have depth and insight on ‘taboo’/untalked about matters like life and death. you are unafraid of new or unfamiliar experiences, in fact you find them quite empowering. you are likely interested in exploring places that have a lot of history, depth or obscure legends in them. this placement is linked to archaeology, criminology, teaching & medicine.

10th 🏠: … the public image and the career. / you project a powerful, intense persona and come off as intimidating to others. your aspirations are high and you are ruthlessly ambitious. you have a magnetic presence that demands recognition and works hard for it… you look for powerful/high authority positions and likely aspire to be the boss. you are sensitive to power struggles in the workplace and are calculated in approaching such situations… sometimes you attract such opposition and challenges from others, for the public perception of you is controversial and divided. you can be self-serving and greedy but you are capable of incredible resourcefulness in your climb to the​ top. observant, very perceptive and may have a natural affinity with subjects that require insightful depth like psychology and (surprise) astrology. good investigative skills; you probe beyond the surface. celebrities with this placement can be very controlling of their public image. linked to career crises and you find power in overcoming them

11th 🏠: … the community and your circle of friends. / you are loyal and protective of your friends, capable of forming intense & deep bonds but you like to have power over them and tend to be lone wolf due to your controlling nature & seeming unapproachable. regardless, you are incredibly perceptive of changes in your environment and you find communities and friendships incredibly transforming. you like to change/manipulate group dynamics. you also have very fixed and potentially extreme ideals and views that may attract opposition from others - no matter, your persuasive skills are subtle but powerful. you may find power in forming friendships in outlandish, unusual places..

12th 🏠: … the subconscious and your solitude. / you face deep internal transformations in your alone time - a rich, and intense inner life that you may be inclined to keep hidden. repressed violent urges may manifest in your dreams. there’s a lot about yourself you may be unaware of that you will only learn through deep introspection and contemplation. you find great power behind the scenes and are inclined to isolate yourself from the ‘spotlight’/confining chains of society. you are pensive, secretive and incredibly layered. be careful of your suppressed rage - you can be unaware of how angry you are and it comes up in volcanic outbursts..

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Victor and Yuuri – A Relationship Without Labels

There’s a lot of emphasis put on the idea of Yuuri and Victor having a relationship devoid of labels in-series yet we as fans continue to apply them to their relationship. And while this isn’t a bad thing, I would just like to take a look at how, without labels, the bond between these two is so much more than we could ever explain by boxing it in with labels.

Some of the first words we hear used for these two are “coach” and “student”. While this is absolutely part of their bond, and an important part at that, it already doesn’t encompass everything, even when they first started applying it. There’s a history behind them, even if Victor was less personally involved in it.

A history that you could use the words “idol” and “fan” to describe. You could definitely say that this is where their relationship started, but while these words also fit, they miss out on what that relationship is like from Victor’s point of view. Their bond blooms into so much more and describing it in this way would be a disservice to their development.

You could also say that they are “fellow skaters” and “competitors”. And this is both true and important, but you miss out on the personal aspect to their relationship and leave it at the level of their professions. And this personal relationship really started growing as far back as the banquet.

The first words you could possibly use to describe this instant connection might be “inspiration” or “hope”. Those words imply a lot, a depth of emotion and investment in each other that goes beyond what even words could describe, but it removes them from each other at the same time. Because these words could also apply to a distant relationship, one that isn’t as intimate as theirs is.

When they started to get to know each other, this personal intimacy bloomed into “friends”. This word is actually incredibly deep, because friends don’t only have to be someone you get to know only on the surface. Friends can be the people closest to you, and the bond can also go beyond just humans. It can easily be your deepest-rooted connections. I also believe that friendship is the key to a strong and long-lasting love relationship.

A love relationship that could be described by various different names, such as “lovers”, “boyfriends”, “fiancés”, or even “husbands”, if you look at the direction they’re headed. But if we look back over the list we’ve already been through, we can clearly see that these words are lacking. These words can be used to describe their romantic love, but it doesn’t touch on any other aspect of their relationship including the deep bond they share as two human beings.

So in the end, I feel the best words to describe what they are to each other is simply “Yuuri and Victor”. The words Yuuri says to Victor on the beach, that he wants Victor to be Victor and not some other label, doesn’t only apply to Victor’s identity – it applies to the relationship shared between the two of them. They’re not just coach/student, idol/fan, fellow skaters, each other’s inspirations, friends, or even lovers.

Because while they may be all of them at the same time, they’re also so much more.

The Signs as Mermaids
  • Aries: a vibrant and beautiful creature, Arian mermaids reside in shallow, brackish water such as lagoons, sometimes playing tricks on nearby humans or even drawing ships to their doom with siren calls, their tails are a deep, blood red, marked with unclean, black stripes and fins that unfurl like fans at the end of their tail and its sides, as sharp and dangerous as their teeth, delicate webbing between their fingers
  • Taurus: these laid back beauties stick to mangroves and slow moving water, they decorate their bodies with the wonders of the sea: pearls, shells, and even the ocean life itself, allowing starfish to stick to their tails, they avoid others but will save many sailors from drowning, their scales are as golden as the sun, their fins strong yet tapered delicately
  • Gemini: these mermaids are often found in the middle of the sea, playing with dolphins or even whales, they often tease sailors and flirt with them relentlessly, their tails are particularly long and strong, scales so small they are indistinct though they creep up Gemini's stomach, their fins are awe inspiring shaped like wings at their back and trailing in a swirl behind them, a radiant blue and white like the surf
  • Cancer: these mer make their homes in coral reefs, curled up with eels and using clams as pillows, they protect the reefs from boats and fishermen, they hoard pearls and all other treasure they find, their skin and scales are almost translucent, resembling mother of pearl, and emit a soft light similar to the moon, yet their scales are hard like shell and their nails and teeth must be sharp to defend themselves and the reef
  • Leo: these mermaids are brazen, they often approach populated beaches, drawn by the laughter of the children they love to play with and often save from drowning, they decorate themselves with the treasures of the sea, braiding pearls and shells into their hair, wrapping beautiful plants around their waists, their tails are like sunlight, their eyes sharp and golden, and their fins almost heart-shaped
  • Virgo: these reclusive mermaids live in freshwater rivers where they hunt fish and play in the current, they clean the rivers of trash and help animals survive, algae creeps up their tails and their skin is splattered with markings similar to the pebbled riverbed, their tails are almost rough like an alligator's back and this skin creeps up their spines as well, colored a similar dark green
  • Libra: more siren than mer, these gorgeous beings often steal sailors away, seducing them with first their elegant voices and then their eyes as bright as the sky, they don't realize that they are harming the sailors, only taking them to a better place, Libran mermaids are like wisps of mist, airy and light, tails shiny and a gentle blue, fins delicate and wispy
  • Scorpio: no human has ever seen a Scorpio mermaid, they remain deep beneath the sea where few have ever reached, where no light touches, reclusive and secretive, their scales are as dark as the night but their skin is patterned with intricate swirls which emit a hazy, purple glow just as their eyes do, their tails are as lithe as an eel and finned in a similar manner
  • Sagittarius: who knows where you will spot this mermaid, they travel all over the world, from freshwater to the deepest depths of the ocean, constantly exploring and seeking out other mermaids and people alike, their scales are scattered across their body, the color of the sunrise, and their fins are a brilliant fan, ombre and almost ruffled as it creeps up their tail in layers
  • Capricorn: reclusive and quiet, these mer stay in deep water, very rarely coming to the surface, they are predators but do not attack humans as other mermaids do because they wish to be left alone, their tail is not scaled, rather more similar to a shark's flesh, a deep color that wavers between purple and blue, their fins hard and sharp, all lean muscle and dark eyes
  • Aquarius: these mermaids often hang around heavily populated beaches and even ports, curious about human beings and their technology, they often make friends with humans and visit them regularly, when not amongst humans they are exploring the ocean, their tales are a deep, regal purple, their hair long and tangled, a very similar color, and they decorate their bodies with strange items they find in the water
  • Pisces: these little mermaids are mostly reclusive but very curious about humans, they live in lagoons or among the mangroves, quiet and never imposing, they keep the animals safe and use their magic to keep the water clean, their scales are a deep magenta that glimmers in the light, fins as long as their hair, at their jaw rests a pair of fan-like fins that they use to scare away predators
Maneuvering Around Negativity: a Visualization Exercise

Witches, we all deal with the stress of negativity in our lives.  Whether it be criticism, bullying, hurtful opinions, or even our own toxic outlook–all of these things make up a dark sea of negativity.  How do we maneuver through through the barbs and stings, and come out undamaged?

This is a technique called outcome visualization.  It involves envisioning yourself achieving your goal. To do this, create a detailed mental image of the desired outcome using all of your senses.  You can use this technique to help aid in you many of your goals, but for this one in particular, we are focusing on bypassing all the negativity in our lives.

YOU’LL NEED:

–3 minutes

–a quiet place

–this song (”To the Order of Night” by Balmorhea)

1.  Find a quiet place and get comfortable.  I suggest laying bed to give you the sensation of floating.  I have also used this visualization exercise in my bathtub.  Grounding isn’t important here.  Just make sure you are centered and shielded.  Draw in a few deep breaths.  Turn on the music.

2.  Shut your eyes and say aloud:  Endless sea allow me to see only joyful positivity.  Repeat it.  I usually chant it around 10-15 times.  As you are chanting, imagine yourself being submerged underwater.  Don’t be afraid.  In this sacred space, you are in no danger.

3.  Begin to visualize sinking deep into the depths of the water.  It is first murky, then dark, turning pitch black.  Every limb grows cold; muscles spasm and then freeze.  There is nothing around you, except this feeling of weightlessness.  This is the negativity you allow to surround you. 

Then, there is a spark of faint pink light.  Slowly, as if blooming over a horizon, more specks of that light grow.  You can see what they are as you swim closer.  Jellyfish, hundreds of them, illuminate the darkness that surround you.  They are beautiful, but they are dangerous.  These represent the words, opinions, criticisms, and thoughts that sting you.  These creatures gracefully swim around you and every time you move, you bump into them and you can feel their paralyzing barbs.

Above you, the sun is shimmering.  It’s calling you to the surface, but you know if you try to kick and swim your way to the top, you’ll never make it.  All the jellyfish are in the way.  You feel your lungs tighten.  You become nervous.

But then you remember, as long as you don’t touch them, they can’t sting you.  Much like the negativity from others, if we ignore it, it cannot harm us.  If we don’t allow it inside, it cannot plant seeds of doubt and insecurity.  We will wade our entire lives in shores of both negativity and positivity; it is the natural balance that is struck by the universe.  The time is now to decide if you will sink or swim.

You watch the jellyfish move.  They dance in the water towards one another in an endless parade of flourishes and spins, creating holes where you can slip through.  You avoid their barbs.  You feel the rush of maneuvering around their glowing bodies.  For every foul word spoken about you or to you, you remain unaffected.  You share this space with them, but pay no mind to their own goals.  Among the jellyfish, you rise.

Break through the water’s surface.  Take in your first deep breath.  The sun greets you, the water embraces you, and below you, in those murky depths lies all the dwellers of the dark deep that don’t care to face the sun.  Leave them behind and rise.  The current has other plans for you.

4.  Take ten calming breaths and release yourself from the visualization.  You’ve now maneuvered through the negativity.  You can let go, you can move on.  And when you feel yourself start to slip under the water, remember that you can always find your way back to the surface.

Earth Australia

I was thinking about Space Australia stuff and I started to think of the history of earth Australia and how it hosted a number of British penal colonies so I though why not take it further like there were no colonies or guards or people already there so I present this story of Earth as Space Australia. 


Official Scout report Xj82:
Observing Sol 1-3.

         We have been observing horrible events. Sol 1-3 is where we have dumped our worst criminals and most dangerous species from across the galaxy. Since our last observation much has changed. There have been many wars. The prisoners have created new tools and inventions. 

         While some of the species left here did not survive, they have become apart of lore. One note worthy example is the great killer species known as Quaxnar, long has it been gone, but the place called Scotland claims it as a national animal and uses it as a heraldic symbol. Not just that but they have made it into shows for newborns and younglings. What we feared is described by these humans, a violent species that we imprisoned more out of annoyance, as a fluffy, sweet species. 

        In my time of watch, only a few short centuries, I have seen the human empires grow, fall, and grow again with new leaders. Though ill prepared and often ending in failure they have reach the highest peak, lowest depth, and the hottest surface temperature to the coldest. They play with molten metal and stone and with ice so cold it could kill them. They have literally walked on molten stone from the earth and poked it with a stick for fun or as they say, “shits and giggles.” The cause of this report is that now in the past 100 Sol rotations, they have figured out how a method of blowing themselves relatively safely into space.  They have sent robot scouts into the edges of the sol system and are studying other planets and galaxies all while not having discovered all there is on that planet yet.

       They are escaping their prison. 

       They were left to die. 

       We left them no food, tools, or knowledge of where they came from, yet they seem to know they do not belong there.   Please respond to this report. If you keep ignoring my pleas for much longer I fear they will be on homeworlds doorstep before we know it….

Dear social justice bloggers:

Always remember that the people that harass you and make racist, misogynistic, ableist, transphobic, etc., comments on your posts are NOT the ones you’re trying to reach. Those are anti-SJ trolls and they have already made up their minds and will not listen to reason. 

It’s the people out there who are on the fence, who are still inquiring minds, the ones who most often don’t even leave a “note”, THEY are the people you’re trying to reach. In fact, any anti-SJ backlash you face is almost always a sign that you’ve hit a prejudiced nerve and are doing something right. 

So please do not lose hope. Keep on fighting for social justice no matter how many trolls surface from the nasty depths of the interwebz to try to stomp you out of existence. Bc the more they whine & moan, the more you can be sure that you are disrupting the white male supremacist (etc) status quo and promoting positive social change.

Personally, I plan to continue advocating for social justice for as long as I am able. I hope that you will all join me in solidarity!!!

12 Random Farm Hauntings

Roll 1d12 for a paranormal event at a farm:

  1. As a low wind blows, a sickle falls from the rafters of the barn and lands between your feet or inches from your face. Inspection of where it came from shows no sign of any tools, and when you look back the sickle is gone.
  2. In the corner of your eye you see corn in the field move as if something is running through it towards you, but when you look the corn stalks are deathly still. Later you hear strange noises from the cornfield, such as giggling or sobbing.
  3. Cattle in the field drop on their sides, dead. When turned over, it’s revealed that their sides that were touching the ground look as though they’ve been dead and decaying for days.
  4. In the middle of the night you hear a man’s laughter at the edge of the property. Minutes later it appears halfway up the drive. Then it’s heard at the front door. Next you hear it at the closest window. Finally, as soon as you try to sleep, you hear the man laugh as if he was standing over your bed.
  5. You hear a door slam in the cellar. When you investigate, a door is there that never existed before. It is jammed and won’t open. As you try and try to pull it open, it finally gives to reveal a blank wall on the other side.
  6. The livestock around the farmhouse seem to keep their backs to you, but otherwise are behaving normally. When you try to look at their faces, you find that they’re missing and exposed bone with empty sockets stares back at you before going back to grazing.
  7. In the middle of the night the barn doors start slamming open and shut. When you investigate, the doors slam shut behind you. Nothing is out of place in the barn, but outside you hear screams of torment and horror. After a few moments the screaming stops and the barn doors slowly creak open. As you step out of the barn the screaming starts again, but this time right behind you.
  8. The outhouse begins shaking violently. When you open the door it stops. When you investigate inside you realize there’s sobs coming from the toilet.
  9. A heavy rain begins and the land around becomes muddy. It’s then that you notice that something that looks like bone can be seen in the dirt below the crops. When you investigate you start to hear low moaning and what sounds like a heartbeat. If you start to uncover the bone, a skeletal hand shoots out of the mud and grabs you.
  10. From the well outside the farm house you think you hear shouts. It sounds like a young girl has fallen and gotten trapped. You approach to the sound of the girl’s sobs, but you find that the well is filled to the top with murky water. As you examine it’s surface you see a water logged hand quickly raise from the depths to claw at you. The arm retreats into the well and the water begins to turn a dark red. The next time you look into the well you see that it is filled with dirt and looks as though it has been for years.
  11. You realize that the scarecrow in the field looks like it’s staring at you. When you move around you feel like it’s following your movements. Before you stare at it too long, a murder of crows flies in your face, obstructing your view. When the birds have passed, the cross that held the scarecrow up is now empty.
  12. While out in the field or in the barn you hear a dinner bell ring at the house. As far as you know, no one is at the house at this time, but as you approach it appears as though lights are on and the chimney is blowing smoke. The lights are dimly lit in the house, but the dining room is laid out with enough places for everyone examining the house. There are covered dinner platters in the middle of the table. A name tag labels each seat with the name of everyone who entered the house. If the platters are uncovered, they reveal a harvest feast. There are pies and roasts, a plethora of cooked vegetables and fruits. You feel the urge to devour the meal as it’s delicious scent fills the air. Moments after you either begin or refuse to eat the lights suddenly blow out, leaving you in darkness. When you light the area again, you realize that the room is in shambles, the dishes are rusty, and the food is molded, maggoty remains of something humanoid.

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Three reasons

Originally posted by sugutie

Paring: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Fluff (with maybe a tiny, tiny bit of angst in the middle) // One-shot

Word count: 3.6k

Synopsis: Jeon claims, vows, that he has every reason not to like you - three reasons, to be more specific, and he’s more than willing to proclaim them on his very own deathbed if needed. Ok, a bit drastic, but it makes the idea.

After all, even the hectic, frantic pace of his much pissed heart is proving him right - right?

Right?

Author’s note: Pc destroyed but phone working, plus my need to wreck my lovely sis @pantaemonium with a shit-storm of fluff. And this is what came out, blame Laura.

(What happened to me and my love for horror tho? Blame Jeon)


One

There are exactly three reasons why Jeon Jungkook doesn’t like you.

(And when the golden boy says he doesn’t like you, he means that he really, really, really Does Not Like You – yes, all with capitals letters.)

First of all, for lacking of better words, you can totally, easily, completely annihilate him at Mario Kart.

That, as everybody in the room knows, truly shouldn’t be possible, yet here he is with the controller hanging between his hands and eyes big and confused as he watches his avatar falling into the abyss down Rainbow Road along with his very bruised, very salty pride.

It was one of your blue shells.

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To the one with mixed emotions and open ended questions;
Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to find peace with exactly who and what you are.
To revel in your beauty, and be content with your flaws.
To stop the incessant wandering of one’s mind toward the belief that they are not worthy of the love in which they receive.
Do not tilt your head up to observe the horizon for the next sign of trouble.
Do not wait for the lightning to strike and the clouds to shift from pure white to a cataclysmic grey.
But rather look straight ahead, beyond the horizon, and let the rain trail down your cheek and kiss your jawline merely when it is time.
Allow your mind to travel further than a body can take you and discover the many wonders of the world.
Make it a habit to express your appreciation and to throw kindness around like confetti.
Speak with passion and conviction and enliven people through the use of words, art and depth.
Learn.
Educate yourself.
Allow your hardships to transform the mere ordinary to that of something extraordinary.
Forget the surface, challenge yourself and dig until you discover the core of who you are – do not float, dive.
—  100 letters for you / letter #1 /// flxorite
Guided imagery exercise to connect to the elements

Shake your limbs to relax yourself. Settle down with your spine straight and take our time taking three breaths with your surroundings, then allow your mind to linger on the words: earth, air, fire, water.

Earth. You have imagined the earth beneath your feet. Now think of the many manifestations of earth on the planet. Feel your feet on the earth of your choice… marshland, desert, forest, mountains, hills and valleys, sandstone, granite, chalk. Feel, with the pressure of your feet against the earth, the pull of gravity, keeping you anchored. Feel the current of energy from the earth throbbing upwards. You are a creature of earth. Relax into this feeling, and then open your awareness out and find yourself in a high place…

Air. Feel the air as a tangible presence as you gaze out to the vast horizon, laid out below the huge arching dome of the azure sky. In this high place, your awareness expands: the great winds of the earth, swirling round, think and pure, sharpen your wits and blow the cobwebs away. You breathe in air that sparkles like wine and are intoxicated, feeling yourself light and buoyant, You extend your arms above you as if you could float on the thermals that support the birds in their flight, feeling at one with the wind that carries messages all over the world. Stand firm, as your awareness is pulled high into the sky…

Fire. High in the vast expanse of blue, feel the blaze of the sun, striking down, warming the thin grass and bursting the buds of the alpine flowers, drying up the atmosphere. With your eyes shut, stretch in an attitude of ecstasy, fed by the warmth that pours down in golden rays. The water is pulled up into the upper atmosphere and you open your eyes to see a large cloud on the horizon. Watch it travelling with speed, and whilst it is in the middle distance in that huge vista, you see it disgorging its rain as a hazy mist over the landscape…

Water. In your imagination, see the rain from that cloud sinking into the soil, percolating through the ground to a deep subterranean spring that makes its gradual way to the surface. There is a tiny trickle of crystal water emerging from the ground, and you see it in your mind’s eye gaining strength as it tumbles downhill, changing eventually from stream to river, and making its way to join the massive depth of the sea.

Allow the scene to fade as you come back to everyday reality. Stretch, yawn, and wriggle to feel fully back in the present here and now.


Source: The Path of Druidry by Penny Billington

Call Me Mistress – Prologue

Series Summary: A collection of stories recounting the titillating work of the domme known only as the Mistress.

Genre: Smut (for the series, but specific stories may include other genres)

Word Count: 2,011

Warning: Sub!BTS, Domme!Reader, sex work, BDSM, femdom, sexual themes, profanity (additional warnings in future releases)

A/N: I want to stress that this is a series about sex work in which the main character works as a domme/prostitute by choice to make a living. Traditionally, dommes don’t have sex with their clients, but the Mistress has expanded her repertoire over the years to include sexual acts if both parties consented and the price is right. The Client List will update as members’ stories are released.

Client List: Prologue | River (Namjoon) | Ramen, Pt. 1 (Jungkook) | (more forthcoming)

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A Secret

A Richie Tozier fic for the anon that requested these prompts!

19. “Let go of me!” “I’m barely touching you!”

23. “you’re so small it’s adorable”

37. “you’re such an ass!” “but a fine looking one, yes?”

48. “are you done staring?”

95. “shut up!” “make me.”

In which Y/N has a crush On Richie but, out of fear of being rejected, hides her feelings by making fun of him and pushing him away

Y/N and her friends were heading to the top of the cliff to hang out with each other and somehow manage to scrape up some courage to jump off of said cliff. Y/N glanced at all of her friends as they talked amongst themselves. She had met Bill, Stan and Eddie first. She had stumbled upon them in an empty patch of woods that they now called the Barrens and befriended them as the three boys had started to try to form a small dam in the small stream that ran through the woods.

Ben and Bev came next. Y/N had met both of them through school and befriended them the same way. Y/N had walked in on three snooty girls throwing profanities at Bev in the halls and told them to knock off the shit or she was gonna knock it off for them. Bev and Y/N instantly became friends after Y/N helped her gather up all of her books that the girls had knocked onto the floor. Bens situation was a bit more physical. Some upper grade kids were pushing him around after school and even knocked him onto the ground. One kid was about to smash Ben’s project into the dirt when Y/N came and snatched it out of his hands. Y/N helped Ben up and threatened to shove the kids’ heads so far up their asses it’d look like a hat. Ben thanked Y/N and they both walked home together and they’ve been friends ever since.

Y/N had met Mike one day when she saw him struggling to carry some raw lamb meat into the butcher shop. She quickly walked over to his small delivery bike and offered a helping hand and he timidly accepted. After a few more minutes of helping Mike, they were finally finished. Mike started to divide the tip that the butcher had given him in half when Y/N smiled and shook her head ‘no’ and politely told him to keep it all for himself. Mike felt bad for her helping him and not repaying her so he offered her a ride to her house on the back of his bike and the rest is history.

Lastly but most certainly not least was trashmouth himself. Richie Tozier himself. Y/N met Richie through Bill. One day while Y/N was hanging out with Bill at his house, Richie came into his room and threw his bag down beside Bill’s bed and was about to speak when he looked up and saw you. Y/N could’ve swore she saw Richie turn a little red but her thoughts were interrupted when Richie spoke to Bill.

“Damn, Bill. Why didn’t you tell me you were inviting your girlfriend over. I would’ve put on my best deodorant.”

“She’s nuh-not my guh-girlfriend. T-this is my f-friend Y-Y/N” Bill responded as he rolled his eyes.

Richie smiled wide and walked over to you both.

“Oh, so that means you’re on the market then?” Richie said as he slung his arm around her shoulder.

Y/N felt her cheeks heat up but quickly shoved him away playfully

“Let go of me!” Y/N laughed.

“I’m barely touching you!” Richie responded as he dramatically fell onto his side after Y/N’s soft push.

Y/N smiled back at the thoughts of her meeting her friends and her long time crush. By the time she had come out of her thoughts, they had all made it to the top of the cliff. The view from the top of the cliff was stunning. Y/N was looking out at the water near the edge of the cliff when someone nudged her forwards. Y/N quickly  took a step backwards so she didn’t fall over the edge and then turned to see who had pushed her. She came face to face with a smiling Richie. Y/N reached her hand up to his face and flicked him hard in the forehead. Richie winced.

“You’re such an ass!” Y/N yelled at Richie as her heartbeat started to calm down.

“But a fine looking one, yes?” Richie responded as that same shit-eating grin formed on his face again.

Y/N rolled her eyes as she turned and walked away with a small smile on her face. Y/N’s back was to the edge of the cliff as she stripped herself of her shirt and shorts, leaving her in just her bra and underwear. When she turned back around to face the rest of the group she saw Richie looking over in her direction. Her face went bright pink as Richie met eyes with her.

“Are you done staring?” Y/N asked Richie as he pushed his glasses back up the bridge of his nose.

“Nah,” Richie started, “I could stand to look a little longer.”

Y/N threw her shirt at his face as she walked to the edge of the cliff once again.

She took a few steps back and then started running back to the edge before pushing herself away from the cliff and towards the water. moments later she watched as the rest of her friends jumped into the water and started splashing each other. Y/N was laughing at Stan trying to dunk Eddie under when she felt something grab onto her ankle. She let out a shriek as she struggled to swim away from whatever had grabbed her. Y/N’s size caused her to struggle to swim quickly away, since her limbs weren’t exactly the normal length they should be. Whatever had grabbed her ankle let go and rose to the surface of the water. Y/N wasn’t surprised to see Richie arise from the depths of the lake. Y/N splashed water at his face strongly and let out an angry sigh.

“Richie what the hell I almost had a heart attack!” Y/N screamed as she continued to splash him with the cold, murky water.

Richie just laughed at her.

“You’re so small it’s adorable.” Richie said as he continued to laugh and smile at her.

A little while later, Y/N and the gang dried off and grabbed their clothes from the top of the cliff and headed back down to go back home.

Richie and Y/N were walking together a little bit behind the rest.

“You know, Y/N.” Richie said. “I didn’t mean to annoy you today. I was just joking around with you is all. You know I’d never annoy you just to be an ass, right babe?”

Richie slung his arm around Y/N’s shoulders and had his face close to hers. She knew her face was turning red which would cue that damned red pigment to form and she tried to hide it, but Richie caught her before she could turn her head away from him.

“Woah, Y/N! Your face is all red! wait, is it because you might have a wittle ole cwush on wittle ole me?” Richie said.

Y/N shrugged his arm off of her and probably looked identical to a tomato and she huffed.

“Shut up!” Y/N said as she covered her face with her hands so she wouldn’t have to look at Richie and be further embarrassed.

“Make me.” He replied coolly.

Y/N felt something form in the pit of her stomach. She didn’t know if it was confidence or fear but whatever it was, it finally pushed her to do what she’s wanted to for a while.

Y/N uncovered her face, looked at Richie, and kissed him square on the lips. She pulled away after about five seconds and stared at him. Richie opened his eyes and stared right back at her. Y/N’s heart started to race and at this pint she wouldn’t mind being pushed off the cliff but her thoughts were interrupted by something grabbing onto her hand. she looked down and saw that Richie had intertwined his hand with hers. Y/N looked from their hands up to his face and saw him blushing and smiling. he leaned over and gave her a small kiss on the cheek before speaking.

“I like you too, Y/N.”

ziggy9911  asked:

Just curious on how you approach composition and perspective. I feel as if sometimes I think too hard, not really about what to draw but how to draw it and make it look interesting. The comic panels you have been doing are amazing. Any tips/references on improving my knowledge of composition and perspective? What do you think about as you lay your pencil on the drawing paper? what goes through your mind?

*STANDARD DISCLAIMER* I’m not handing down life lessons or trying to assert that there’s a ‘correct way’ to draw. I’m just trying to make perspective more approachable for thems that want to tackle it.

Okay. Let’s do this.

1. Understand what perspective is and what it’s for. Stay away from rulers while you get comfortable.

Everyone struggles with perspective because 1. it’s not well or widely taught and 2. artists tend to see linear perspective as a set of rules rather than a set of tools.

Linear perspective is a TOOL we use to create and depict SPACE. That’s it. That’s all it is. Your goal is not to draw in ‘accurate linear perspective.’ Stay away from the ruler and precision for as long as you can. Your goal is to create the illusion of three-dimensional space on a two-dimensional surface. Perspective is just a tool to help you construct and correct that space.

2. Know in your bones that you can ONLY learn to draw in perspective through physical practice. There is no other way.

Grab some paper and draw with me. If you match me drawing for drawing you will be more fluent in linear perspective and spatial drawing by the end of this post. Unfortunately if you don’t, you won’t be.

3. Sketch around in rough perspective. NO RULERS.

So let’s make some simple space. let’s start with a two dimensional surface…

K. We have a flat, 2D surface. Let’s create some depth by putting a vanishing point in the middle, and having parallel lines converge towards it. Make a gridded plane inside that space.

Good. Let’s make that space meaningful by adding a dude and a road or something. (Again, parallel ‘depth lines’ will converge into the vanishing point along the horizon)

And now we have the rough illusion of some space. I didn’t use any rulers, and it’s not perfectly accurate, but we got our depth from that vanishing point right in the middle of the page. And since we have a little dude in there, we’ve got human scale, which allows us to gauge the size of the space we’ve created. Gives it meaning.

You need people or cars or some recognizable, human-scale THING in there as a frame of reference or your space won’t mean much to your viewer. Watch. We can make that same basic space a whole lot bigger like this:

Same vanishing point in the same place, completely different scale, and a totally different feeling of space. Cool, right?

3. Sketch around in rough perspective MORE. STAY LOOSE.

See what sort of spaces and feelings you can create with vanishing points and gridded planes on a post-it or something. Super small, super rough. Feel it out. Pick a vanishing point or lay out a grid in perspective, and MAKE SOME SPACE. Do it. Draw, I don’t know, a lady and her dog in a desert. I’ll do it, too.

Good job. LOOK AT YOU creating the illusion of space! This is how you’ll thumbnail and plan anything you want to draw in space. All of my drawings start this way. I think about how I want the viewer to feel and then play around with space and composition until I find something that works.

Once you have a sketch you like, and space that you feel, THEN you can take out the ruler and make it more accurate and convincing.

4. Draw environments from life.

I cannot stress this enough. Draw the world around you, try to draw the shapes and angles as you see them, and you will ‘get’ how and why perspective is used. Use something permanent so that you’ll move fast and commit. I usually use black prismacolor pencil.

You’ll learn or reinforce something with every drawing. I learned a lot about multiple vanishing points from this drawing:

Learned from the receding, winding space I tired to draw here:

Layered, interior spaces:

You get the idea.

Life drawing will also help you develop your own shorthand and language for depicting textures, materials, details, natural and architectural features, etc. Do it. Do it all the time. Go to pretty or interesting places just to draw them.

Take a second and just draw a quick sketch of whatever room you’re in.

5. Perspective in formal Illustration: apply what you’ve learned.

1. I always start with research. For this particular location I looked at Angkor Wat.

2. Once I had enough reference, I did a bunch of little thumbnail sketches with a very loose sense of space and picked the one I liked best.

3. Scanned the thumbnail and drew a little more clearly over it. Worked out the rough space before using formal perspective.

4. Reinforced the space with formal perspective. I dropped in pre-made vanishing points over my drawing. If I were drawing in real media here’s where I’d get out the ruler to sketch in some accurate space.

5. Drew the damn thing. Because I do my research, draw from life, and am comfortable drawing in perspective, I can wing it. I just sort of ‘build’ the ruins freehand in the space I’ve established, keeping it more or less accurate, experimenting and playing with details along the way. I erase a lot, too, both in PS and when drawing in pencil. Keeps it fun for me.

And that’s what I know about composition and perspective. If you want more formal instruction on perspective and it’s uses, you can use John Buscema’s How to Draw Comics the Marvel Way. Or If you want to get really intense about it, Andrew Loomis can help you.

-Jake Wyatt

hush, blush, crush [ bill x reader ]

summary: billy draws (name)’s picture

a/n: this is written for @superwolfiestar ‘s “Beauty and the Beast Halloween prompt challenge”! this is day 11 and prompt scary story. YA I KNOW, I WAS SUPPOSED TO POST IT YESTERDAY BUT I HAD NO TIME OK. also! sortha this request from anon:  hi! can you please do a bill x reader where the reader is bill’s girlfriend/best friend who has a crush on him and she comes across his sketch book and the pictures he drew of beverly? and there’s just a lot of angst and jealousy and maybe ending with some fluff? :)

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MASTERLIST.

The forest oozes with dazing scents. Summer. The night’s sky is littered with bright stars with golden threads around them, and the moon hangs just above the tree tops, almost as if it’s watching over your notorious group of friends. A series of tents stand in a strange circle around a log fire that radiates warmth and nearly blinding light. The Losers Club sits on found logs, huddled together with marshmallows melting on the tips of their held sticks, with blankets over their shoulders. Your hair drips with chilly water sending a shudder down your spine. The wind rustles wet clothes hung on wires and branches.

“-And…and…it’s…” Richie is the one speaking in a hushed, raspy voice. Next to him Eddie looks anxious, grasping his inhaler fiercely and waiting for the story to end. All eight of you took turns in telling scary stories by the camp fire. Naturally, Richie’s is the longest and the most interesting one - the kid is quite a good storyteller, and if he was only half as annoying as he is now, you’d probably have a crush on him instead. A curious whisper rounds the crowd – who is it?, you all wonder – leaning in closer to the fire to hear Richie better, “It’s…it’s….EDDIE’S MOM!”

“Dude! What the hell is wrong with you?” Eddie bellows, inhaling deeply. You refrain from rolling your eyes as the rest of the group replies in weak snorts and an occasional snicker. Figures it was something to do with Eddie’s mom, why else would Richie Trashmouth Tozier be interested in flapping his mouth if it wasn’t to somehow insult or ridicule? You shake your head, and Beverly sends you a cheeky smile, nudging your shoulder. You glance at her. Wordless, she bites her lip and motions to the boy sitting next to you. You frown at her, but refrain from uttering a single word.

Speaking of crushes, yours is just a few inches away, leaning close to the fire and watching carefully when for his marshmallow is done cooking. William “Bill” Denbrough sits in a respectable distance – he had, by accident, sat too close and hurriedly apologized and moved to give you some personal space. Not that you could complain, he had been beside you (thanks to the strategic placing of Ben and Beverly) all day. You couldn’t ask for more than that, even if you did feel a tad of disappointment when he had scooted closer to Mike.

Little by little the gang trickles into their tents. Beverly stays for a while, mostly waiting up for you to be done eating, but you simply shoo her away. The camp fire grows smaller; the silhouettes of you and Bill shine clear to whoever peeks out their tents. Beverly gives a knowing smile before wishing the both of you goodnight. Finally, for the first time in a long while, you and Bill are left alone.

The crackling of the fire lulls your heavy eyes and you feel the first notes of sleep calls you. But you stay alert. Your heart hammers in an unruly pace once you glance at him; his childish face appears happier in the dark, the bags under his eyes aren’t that deep and a spark of genuine joy reflects in the depths of his irises.  You blush, or perhaps it’s simply the hot flame that tickles your cheeks. You look down at your knees: a couple of bruises dot the surface of your skin, no doubt you had rammed into something by accident, though you can’t quite remember. A corner of a dark blue book catches your eye. With a curious brow raised you ask, “Hey, what’s that?”

“O-Oh…” Bill knows exactly what you’re talking about, and a bit unruly he swoops the sketchpad from the dry ground. He holds it, unsure of what to do next, “I-I-I-It’s my sketchb-b-book. Y-Y-Y-You c-can look, i-if you w-want t-t-to, t-that is.” He sounds nervous, more nervous than usual and his stutter is worse. With a soft smile you nod, hoping to ease him. He blinks rapidly as he places it on your lap. A chill creeps up your spine and you shiver. Bill licks his lower lip, “A-A-A-A-A” it takes almost thirty A’s for him to finally say “-are you c-co-cold, (N-Name)?” The wool blanket covering your shoulders has grown damp over the course of the day, but you simply shrug, not wanting to bother him. So he takes action on his own.

He avoids your gaze, opting to stare into the fire as if trying to engrave its mesmerizing dance into his mind. He takes his blanket and throws it over your shoulders, scooting close to you so you’d both share it equally. The proximity is a bit alarming; you fear your heart may pop out, but most of all you fear that he can hear the drumming from this close up. You gulp. Daze seeps into you, into your very bones and warms from within. It’s nice. After a moment you get used to this feeling, the feeling that the whole universe is at your fingertips and planets collide at the simple touch. Bill waits patiently for you to open the first page, and with a new wave of energy, you pry it open and—

Your heart shatters into a million brilliant pieces, like glass it spews all over the sky and becomes stars. Beverly. Beverly’s face drawn in a pretty red color; she looks just as beautiful as she does in real life. Of course he would draw her, why wouldn’t he? They kissed in third grade, you can’t fake such passion! A spike of jealousy pools in your stomach and the idea of simply throwing his sketchbook straight into the fire is tempting. But you refrain. You dive deep into sadness – there is no hope for you, is there? – just like you dived deep into the quarry this morning. Your throat ties in knots and shakily you breathe out, “Beautiful…” You murmur, a somber note in your voice but whether Bill can tell you have no clue.

He looks at you, examines the curl of your lashes, the waves your wet hair makes, the way orange and yellow colors play on your face and says, “Not as beautiful as you, (Name).” It’s a whisper, one you almost fail to catch but you do. You gulp hard, a spark of hope lighting up like a small flame that gradually grows larger as you tilt your head to look at him; your eyes meet in the dark, you note sparks of embers dance in his gaze as he catches each and every detail of your face. Grasshoppers play their silent tune somewhere behind you. Magnetic. The touch is magnetic, his touch on your wrist as it slowly glides into your palm and your fingers intertwine. “W-W-W-Would you l-like me t-to draw you, too?”

“N-Now?” You ask flustered. He gives a curt nod. You almost want to say ‘No’ because you don’t want to part, but the thought of having him sketch you grows more appealing by the moment. So you agree. He grins sheepishly and excuses himself to get some pencils from his tent. Your side grows cold much too soon as you wait for him to return. Is this real? You wonder. And will this exist even after the night fades into dawn and all of your friends awake? These questions are pressing and difficult, much too difficult for someone as young as you.

Bill emerges from the tent with a goofy smile and tip-toes back to you, sitting just as close as he did before leaving, taking his sketchpad and opening a blank page he grabs a red pencil and looks at you, “Oh, uhm, what should I do?”

“S-S-Smile.” The reaction is automatic to his request – the biggest, dorkiest grin blooms on your lips in a show of pure happiness. Bill stares for a long while, a small smile of his own pulling on the corner of his lip.

“Uhm, Bill?”

“Y-Yeah, (N-Name)?”

“You’re not drawing.”

Oh!”

He hurriedly gets to work. His hand glides through the paper, shapes slowly start forming; he glances up at you every two to three seconds to make sure each detail is created with impeccable precision. The night goes in silence, but neither of you mind. The real world fades into the back of your mind and for the time being only you and Bill exist in the warm glow of the campfire. But the sweet dream ends much too soon, and when he finally looks up one last time, you inhale sharply and the grin that had dimmed over the course of an hour comes back in full swing. Bill scribbles something on the top of the picture; thinking he’s done drawing you lean in and rest your head on his shoulder to get a better look.

There lies your portrait, a bit cartoonish, but it’s still you and surprising accurate, too. Like Beverly’s, but it would be obvious to anyone that he had put much more work into yours. On the top left corner there are two words scribbled, which is your name.

“I-I-I-I wi-will k-keep it, if-if you d-d-d-doo-don’t mind, (Name).” Bill says, “I-I can d-d-d-d-raw you another o-one n-next t-t-t-t-t-t-tim-me.”

“Next time?”

Bill nods, “M-M-Maybe th-then there c-c-c-could b-be just t-the tw-two of us.”

The best way to describe this feeling is to name it as a firework, powerful and ultraviolet, “O…okay. Just the two of us, Billy.”

“J-Just the two o-of us, (N-Nickn-name).”



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