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Satori Komeji is a character from Touhou Project who is a true woman. She is a woman btw I repeat real
๐๐ซ๐๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐
๐ผ๐๐๐ช๐ก๐๐ ๐ง๐๐๐ก๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ธ๐ ๐ค๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ค
They call him the ice prince, but to you, he was just the dorky best friend you had a crush on for years. Ice skating was definitely not your forte so when he invites you for a night out to skate at a lake nearby, you were hesitant to accept. Things were fine until an accident happened and you found yourself gasping for air in ice cold water and then being bitten by Sunghoon, whom you had no idea was a freaking vampire.
Pairing:ย Sunghoonย X Fem! human to vampire Reader
Genre:ย fluff, a dash of angst, mutual pining, best friends to lovers trope
Warnings:ย mention of blood, food/ eating, death (the mc dies but not really)ย
Word count:ย 10,903 words
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Authorโs note:ย Again, it would be best to read Jungwonโs instalment first since there will be references to that. I know I promised to post this by the middle of May but it seems that my writerโs block was hitting me a lot harder than i thought. Apologies for any grammar or spelling mistakes!
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Art is not my friend right now
I am filled with so much jealousy for otherโs art, I am unable to enjoy my own.
Art is not my friend right now.
I canโt come up with anything new. I miss the days where this wasnโt a chore. We arenโt friends right now because I want my art to be something it is not.
Art is not my friend right now. I canโt make my hands create what is in my head.
Art is not my friend right now.
But all I want is for our friendship to return. It may be selfish, I want her to bring me joy. She might be the only one that can. I want to bring her to life, so we can walk hand in hand amongst creation.
Art will be my friend again soon.
I can't believe I missed this omfg
Carlos is so proud
What a fucking weekend this has been.
Found it on the grass and I put it on the post. August 19, 2022 7:24 AM
๐ค๐ฎโ๐จ:
๐ซต ๐ค๐ก, ๐ ๐ค ๐คทโโ๏ธ. ๐ถ โฌ๏ธ๐ง๐ปโ๐ผ๐ชบ โก๏ธ ๐ฆธ๐ปโโ๏ธ๐ ๐ ๐ฏ, ๐ฏ ๐คฏ 4๏ธโฃ ๐ซต. ๐ฐ๏ธ ๐ช๐ฑ, ๐ซ ๐จ, ๐ซ ๐น ๐ฅ ๐ซต ๐จโ๐ฉโ๐งโ๐ฆ ๐ค ๐ซต ๐ ๐ซ๐ค ๐ค ๐ฅ ๐ฏโ ๐ฎโ๐จ, ๐ฃ๐ ๐ช๐ผ๐ฑ. ๐ง๐ป๐ โ๏ธ ๐ ๐ฌ ๐ซต ๐คจ๐ โ๏ธ โ๏ธ๐ ๐จโ๐ฆณ๐ฉ โพ๏ธ ๐ฐ๏ธ. ๐ ๐ก ๐ โ๏ธ ๐ ๐ซต ๐โโฌ๐ซ ๐ซต ๐ง ๐ตโ๏ธ โ๏ธ ๐ฆ ๐คง ๐ ๐คช ๐ด ๐คด๐ป๐ฅ, โ๏ธ ๐ ๐ง ๐ซต ๐ฃ ๐ซ ๐คฒ ๐ ๐ฌ ๐ ๐น ๐ ๐ฏ๐ฅ๏ธ โ ๏ธ ๐จ๐ฅซ, ๐ ๐ โ๏ธ ๐ค ๐ฅ๏ธ โฌ ๏ธ ๐คท ๐โก๏ธ๐ ๐ซณ ๐๏ธ ๐ฐ ๐ ๐ด ๐ซต ๐๐ฉ. ๐ฅบ ๐ ๐ค๐ ๐ซต ๐๏ธ ๐ ๐๐, โ๏ธ ๐ซต ๐ ๐๏ธ ๐งฎ 6๏ธโฃ ๐คฌ โฎ๏ธ. ๐ช ๐ค, ๐ค, ๐ค๐๐๏ธ โ๏ธ ๐๐ช ๐งโ๐คโ๐ง๐คพโโ๏ธ โฌ ๏ธ ๐งโ๐คโ๐ง.
๐ซณ๐ค
Guess who did ask the hard things today?!?!
Brushed my teeth โ
Took my meds โ
Washed my sheets โ
Cleaned my room โ
Made my bed โ
Cleaned my babies home โ โ โ
Hereโs something I wrote for English:
Three passions I live for.
To live for nothing is the same as to not live. The passions that rule my life are to live, to learn, and to long. To live in a way that inspires future generations of my family is what drives me to reach goals that do not seem possible considering how I live currently. To learn the ways of past generations and to learn how to be sustainable for the future of humanity, and to learn the ways of the academics who have provided the information I seek to acquire in my life. To long for a family and friends and a career is what drives me to seek new things and to brave the world and search for adventure.
I have wished to live a life that brings pride to future generations and my future descendants. I wish to live to put my mark on the world and to make a difference. To wish to live is a wish that is both constantly and never fulfilled. Wishing to live is fulfilled every morning I wake up and let my feet hit the ground. It is fulfilled every time I take a breath and let the air flow through my nose into my windpipe and fill my lungs. It is fulfilled with every connection I make and every skill I learn. Wishing to live can never be fulfilled until one day I don't wake up one morning and can't let my breath through my nose, into my windpipe and to fill my lungs and can't make any more connections or use any more skills. You do not live until you sit at the end of your life and think, "wow i really lived." and even at the end of your life when your breaths come hard and connections are weak you still will sit and wonder if your connections were enough to make your mark, if your skills will be passed on.
The wish for my skills to be passed on encourages the need to learn. The need to learn every skill and to become a master of every skill you lay a hand on. Treating every skill we learn like a piece of coal, brought up from a cave by our mothers and fathers and mentors, for us to turn into a diamond with the pressure of our own two hands. As we enhance our skills we refine that diamond until we can place it in a display of works that can be taught to our children and nieces and nephews and grandchildren. Passing down the diamonds that represent our skills to these younger generations so they can keep refining the diamond. Our diamonds get passed down and that is the mark we leave on our children. We learn the skills of our ancestors through diamonds passed through our families. We learn the way of the future through the coal we are gifted. In the end I will have a display of diamonds and a collection of skills that will be useful not only to me but to the future of my blood.
Seeking these collections of skills come from longing. I long for skills and I long for a life that fits the paradise I have imagined. I long for a career that comes from skills. Skills sharpened to give an advantage over the competition. The need to learn to follow the flow of the bustling web of people surrounding me clashing with the wish to live in an impactful way. The longing for both trying to break free from inside. We long for an opportunity to be memorable to our generation and to future generations.
Living and learning and longing are my passions. Living for the opportunity to make a mark, learning skills to pass on and longing for a perfect life may seem future oriented, yet, these have given me reason to live. These three concepts, simple in saying however hard in practice, have brought a purpose to my life. To live for future generations for me is to live for the product of what I have done and what I have become.
OMG HI TUMBLR NATION ๐ฃ๏ธ๐ฃ๏ธโโ๐ข I FINALLY CAME BACK FROM MY 3 WEEKS HIATUS, AND I OFFER YOU A LONG HAIRED AGENT STONE ๐ชจ ๐ I am so happy how this turned out ?? I wanted to push myself to render a bit since i am sketching way too much aaahh (just a little bit sad cuz i messed up the hand pose fbbdhzez) JEEZ I really missed drawing sonic stuff, this feels like a rebirth
also, little hi to this tiktok user who uses my old stob art as their pfp, i still think about it daily...... ๐๐ฅน
goddamn.
bbg is serving cunt
