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505 cl16
where you reminisce on your first love
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an done for my 1.2k event! first fic in the series, lmk if you wanna be tagged and as always pls like + rb<3
(starts in 2014, ends in 2024ish)
i'm going back to 505
you rushed down the road, feet peddling as hard as they could as you biked down the street. your eyes glanced down to your watch, squinting before you read the time. great. you were going to be late.
you thought that was you’re biggest problem, and then a new one came crashing onto you, literally.
while you were busy checking the time, you failed too notice someone else running in your direction. you don't know what had them too preoccupied to notice you- but you could technically say the same thing about yourself so-
you were bought back to the moment by the stinging you started to feel on your knees, you hissed looking down and seeing red. ugh
you began to apologize, looking up and stopping mid sentence.
wow. he was pretty. really pretty
you slapped yourself mentally, wincing while standing up. it was definitely going to scar. you reached your hand down to help the mysterious boy up, who sharply inhaled when your hands met. he had scraped his hands up pretty bad when you guys collided.
"i'm so sorry again"
"you're completely fine, i should've been paying more attention" he said while laughing
he has nice laugh
"anyway, i think i should properly introduce myself, i'm charles le clerc" this time he was the one to extend his hand out
"y/n l/n, nice to meet you" you smiled as you shook hands
then you remembered what had gotten you into this mess. you checked your watch again. you were definitely late now.
"i'm so sorry charles but im running late to a painting class, i really need to go" you picked up your bike, kicking the dust off of it.
"wait i am too, are you going to mme. callarios?"
you looked back at him in shock. "how did you know"
he shook his head, "you're going in the wrong direction, since we're heading the same way mind if i show you?"
you didn't see why not, so he climbed in front of you and began to head towards your class
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if it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive
the bike halted as you reached your destination. building 505. you stared at each other nervously before walking in. the class had started at 1pm, and it was nearing 2 when you arrived. granted, it was a 4 hour class but still.
you cringed internally as you felt all eyes on you when you opened the doors to the class.
"y/n, charles! great to see you. we've split up into partners, so you both will have to work together. decide who will be the painter and who will be the model for the first piece. switch in an hour and a half!" she explained quickly, ushering you both to the only empty table.
you both sat across from each other, and after a small game of rock paper scissors, you were adjusting in your seat getting ready to pose for the next 90 minutes.
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when you look at me like that, my darlin', what did you expect?
you didn't know how you managed to keep a straight face, his stares were piercing into what felt like your soul. you knew that he had to be like this, he was painting you after all. but knowing that didn't help. after silently uttering some words of encouragement to yourself, you maintained a straight face.
after what felt like forever, you heard the timer go off, and with one last stroke of the brush charles was up and you were swapping places. you cracked your knuckles before sitting on the stool. this was gonna have to be the best painting you've ever done.
before you knew it you were hearing to now familiar ring as you finished off the details of his eyes. you stood up, backing away from the piece. not too bad you thought.
after everyone had finished, you went to the room across as they all dried. it was acrylic, so it wouldn't take too long. there were snacks and refreshments scattered throughout the space. grabbing a drink and seat, you started to learn more about charles. he had two brothers, one older and younger. his mom still cut his hair, you thought he might be embarrased but he showed it off proudly.
“all these years and she still hasn't given me a bad haircut”
“if my mom could cut hair like yours, i'd be getting it done by her too”
“you should come by her salon sometime, i think she'd like you”
“really?”
“yeah, she's out of town so next month when she's back”
with those plans made, you collectively went back into the painting room. you both swapped paintings and looked at them for a while.
you gauged his reaction, at first his face was blank and you were scared that you had made him look like a troll or something, but slowly a smile creeped up onto his face, he looked up to you.
“it's really good”
you smiled and looked down to yours, he had gotten your likeliness down to a t. he left clear marks and left the strokes visible.
looking up you saw him searching your eyes for a reaction, just like you had.
“you did so good, i love your painting style”
he seemed relieved when you said that, smiling. as everyone around you began to pack up and leave, you both exchanged numbers before grabbing your paintings and going your separate ways.
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not shy of a spark
you had texted back and forth a lot since then, and soon enough you found yourself at the doorstep of his moms salon. after being welcomed in you sat down and showed her photos of the haircut you wanted. she nodded, and began to wet your hair
“charles talks about you a lot, you know”
“does he really” you said with a laugh
“he does, i think he likes you dear”
that shut you up, she smiled warmly
“at this age, love is everywhere, make sure you grab it while you can”
you left the appointment with amazing hair and a lot of questions, you didn't think he could possibly like you back. but now, who knows
the knife twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark
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I'm going back to 505
you walk into the painting studio, excited with the a dragonfruit in your hand. today was still life day, normally you found it boring but mme. callarios had let everyone bring their own fruit.
you spotted charles when you got in, and lifted your dragonfruit for him to see. he put his hand up, showing off the orange he had started to peel. he tore off a piece for you, and offered it once you got closer.
your hand was cramping as your eyes continued to squint at the pink fruit in front of you. you regretted picking dragon fruit barely half an hour in, the seeds and the outer skin were proving difficult to paint accurately, you glanced over to charles, his was coming along nicely. you ended up pushing through the ugly phase and were somewhat proud of the piece. it had definitely been your most challenging one so far
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If it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive
you were biking to charles' place, over the weeks you had both become closer, and he wanted to cook for you. you were somewhat scared, charles didn't seem like michelin star material, but maybe he'd surprise you.
he did end up surprising you, but not in the way that you thought.
pasta was on the menu for the afternoon, and you sat on the counter as he went around getting all the ingredients ready. basil, pine nuts, garlic, and olive oil were all pushed onto an island before he began on the pasta. getting out the flour and egg, he began to knead the dough together.
he looked nice in moments like this, comfortable. you liked to think that maybe you could see more of him like this, when he's quiet and the silence isn't awkward. existing together in his apartment kitchen. once he was done cutting the dough into pieces, he salted the water and dropped the pasta in. he came over to you and you both began talking.
you ended up getting so immersed in the conversation that the pasta was forgotten- at least until it was too late. you glanced over to the stove, eyes widening as you saw smoke rising from the pan. you both jumped up and yanked it off the gas, bringing it to the sink. what was going to be amazing pasta was now a charred rock. you couldn't help but laugh before getting side eyed by charles.
"i guess we're going to have to order pizza instead"
you ended up binging some random show you found on netflix, and as a souvenir took home the rock of burnt pasta, you named it char, short for charles charcoal
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In my imagination, you're waitin' lyin' on your side
charles had become a f3 driver now, and hadn't been in monaco for a bit. you watched all his races, and you were the first person he called after his first win in pau-ville. he was excited, and so were you.
you're feelings for him had kept growing, and you couldn't help it, no matter how much you tried. you loved everything about him, his eyes, and how they'd light up when he saw you, his smile, and the dimples that formed when he did. his hair, his voice, just him.
soon enough he was back in monaco and you were excited to see him.
you grabbed coffee and began walking around the streets, stopping at building 505, walking into the currently empty studio. you looked around some of the paintings before sitting on some stools.
you knew him too well now, 3 years of friendship will do that. he was nervous, when he bought his hand up to his face you had saw he had bitten his nails. you didn't bring it up, but before you could say anything he started to speak
"i've been trying to figure out how i should say this for the longest time. i've known for a while now, but it really hit me in pau. i couldn't have don't any of this without you, i don't even think i'd be who i am without you y/n. and now that i'm back i can' t handle not telling you. i like you, i really like you"
you were stunned for a minute, before you kicked back the stool you were sitting in and kissed him. the puzzles had fallen into place, you couldn't believe it.
he deepened the kiss, bringing his hand to your waist as you sat in his lap. your fingers ran through his hair, tugging as you began to roll your hips against his.
you pulled away, panting. smiling at him before you began to kiss him again, his hands roamed down to your shirt, tugging it up as he separated from you again. you raised your arms, and took his off as well. a silent beat skipped between you both and you laughed
"are we really about to do this right now"
"yeah, i think we are"
you pulled him closer to you once again, his tongue slipped int your mouth effortlessly and you almost moaned, god he knew how to make you melt.
soon enough, the rest of your clothes followed suit and you were on the cool tile floor. as his hand started to trace your inner thigh you grabbed his hand. he looked up, somewhat confused but before he could say anything you spoke,
'i've never done this before"
he relaxes almost immediately, and smiles down at you
"neither have i"
you weren't ashamed to admit you were shocked, sopmeone like him.. never? not once?
he could see the gears turning in his head and he spoke up
"there were girls now and then sure, but i always wanted it to be you, it's always been you honestly"
you couldn't see yourself rn, but you were sure you were giving im heart eyes by now.
"it was the same for me too actually" you said sheepishly
"was it really?
"yeah, it was" and with that you bought your hands up to his shoulder, flipping him onto the floor. you kissed him softly, turning his face to kiss along his jaw, his neck, going further down to his chest, then stomach. pausing for permission, after seeing his nod you pulled down, eyes widening as you saw it. well this was gonna be interesting
you left kisses on his tip, working your way down before you took him all in your mouth. he hit the back of your throat and you almost choked, but hearing the moans coming out of his mouth kept you going. you could feel him start to pulse, and before you could do anything else he was bringing you off of him, kissing your lips as he turned you around.
“can’t have you doing all the work can i cher?” he said as he pulled your underwear down, almost moaning when he looked down at you, all of you.
he traced his hands down your sternum, down to your waist and legs. spreading you open he dipped his face down.
you could feel his tongue inside you, pulsing before he started scissoring you open. he was good- too good at this. you don’t know if you could handle it. soon enough, he was back on top of you, kissing you gently as he lined himself up with your entrance.
he cleaned you up afterwards, he was quiet, soft. you could get used to this
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but I crumble completely when you cry
it had been months since that night, you and charles had been going strong, but after he joined f2, something changed. his eyes no longer lit up when he saw you, he started buying things for you instead of making them. you’d wake up to your phone being full of messages, but none of them from him.
it hurt. he hurt.
it shouldn’t have come as a surprise when he called you, asking where you were.
you answered, mme. callarios’ place. he said he was going to be there soon.
you felt your heart drop, wether it was excitement or fear, you couldn’t tell.
you knew the minute he stepped through the door it was going to be bad. you could read him like a book. you composed yourself as he came closer, pressing quick kisses to the others cheeks, you painted a smile on your face and smiled at him.
his eyes were full of emotion, for the first time in months. it’s almost funny, you knew it was coming but the moment the words left his mouth you broke down
“i’ve been seeing someone else”
“i see”
at first it didn’t register, not really. a heartbeat later you felt the tears pricking at your eyes. you turned around trying to excuse yourself, but before you could take another step a sob escaped your lips. you started to cry. you couldn’t shut up, why couldn’t you just shut up? you could feel yourself gasping for breath, all the air in the world wasn’t enough for your lungs right now. you were getting lightheaded, knees turning shaky before ultimately giving up on you. the impact resonated around the empty room.
he stepped forward, kneeling down. his stupid, warm hands brushed up against your face, trying to wipe away your tears.
you couldn’t even push him off of you. you really were pathetic.
you managed to fight your way up, shaking and all but running out the door.
never again, you were never going to love anyone like that again
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i’m going back to 505
you walked into a crowded room. your latest collection had been getting a lot of coverage in the media, and it was the last day it was up for the public. the pieces would be going to the individual buyers first thing tomorrow.
building 505. it no longer made a bitter taste seep into your mouth. it’s crazy to think a decade ago you were standing here painting him, how time flies.
the first few months were the worst. he was the only thing you could think of, you were a broken record. so naturally, you did the one thing that made you feel close to him again, painting. and it saved you
you could get out every thought you were too afraid to say out loud, every emotion you didn’t want to feel with simple strokes on canvas
you didn’t think anything would come of it, honestly. you were meant to go into investment banking, like your parents. the universe had other plans though
one of mme. callarios’ friends was a museum director, and took a liking to your pieces. he asked you to do some works on commission. word got around fast, and now you’ve made a name for yourself as an artist, in some ways all thanks to charles
charles. now he had his dream job, f1. working with the team he used to tell you about, the team he worshipped.
you were happy for him, sometimes you wonder if he was happy for you. you still think of him when you eat pesto, you still keep char in a jar under your bed, you have all of the paintings you made that summer in a closet collecting dust. there were pieces of yourself that you gave to him that will stay his even though you’re done.
none of that matters now though, you turn to someone who’s called your name and start explaining the piece they’ve asked about
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Harry was at a loss.
In all his other relationships it was simple, really. Valentine’s Day was going out to dinner, buying jewelry, getting expensive wine. It was heart shaped boxes of chocolate and roses. He had done enough of them that he had been pretty sure he that he had it down to the core until he had heard Y/N’s request.
“I'd really love to stay home, make some sweets with you, maybe try one of those painting videos and then drink some boxes of wine. We can make paintings for each other.”
Y/N was by far the most confusing woman he had dated, but the one he had loved the most the quickest. The most. Something about the simplicity of it almost felt like a trap- until he got a happy call from her asking if he would rather do oil or acrylic and that she was at the craft store with a few different size canvases in the cart.
So he showed up, baking supplies and boxed wine in tow to her flat, letting himself in. She had insisted on messy clothes because they were definitely going to get dirty, and she wanted a comfy night at home with no phones. That had been the big rule- notifications off, phones plugged in and put away. It was the opposite to any other date he had on the day. No dressing up, no photos, no extravagance.
To Harry? That had been one of the sweetest things. She had only wanted to spend the time with him. It reminded him about what he truly did think the meaning of the holiday had been before the commercial bits had been stuck into his brain. Spending time with the woman he loved, uninterrupted and doing things they’d both like.
He did still feel a little lost on what to give her, though. He was nervous she wouldn’t like the gifts he had chosen, though she had given him a large kiss for the flowers as soon as he had walked into the door that had nearly taken him off of his feet. She hasn’t left his side, choosing to allow herself to show the clingier side that he was relishing in. Y/N was an interesting creature, keeping Harry on his toes in the best of ways. This was just one of them.
His eyes focused on her as she stuck her tongue out in concentration, the easel holding her painting rocking a bit as she moved the brush over the canvas in short strokes. He found that she was far more interesting than the video, seeing her hair falling slightly in her face from the ponytail she had tied up high on her head and a dash of blue paint smudged on her cheek from the sky she was painting. His heart ached with how much love he held for her. This sort of love had been something he felt through his whole body, ebbing and flowing with the beats of his heart. Everything with her felt exciting.
“I can feel you staring.” She tried to be serious but he could see her lip quiver as she tried to hold back her smile. “Why aren’t you painting?” It wasn’t like he was hiding it but it was always something that had her wanting to smile. Mostly because it felt like a lot of the time he couldn’t help it.
“Cause I’ve got my own work of art right here.” He teased, watching as she set down the paper plate holding the paints she had mixed. “Can’t believe I got lucky enough t’have you all to myself.” The breathy tone of his voice showed how serious his awe was, making her turn to look at him.
It was true. Some days he did wonder how he ended up here. Y/N was unlike the people he had dated before. It wasn’t that they were all bad, that they weren’t good people. Most of them were. But they just didn’t make him feel as… full as she did. As excited. As childlike at times, getting excited over slice and bake cookies and holiday movies, over matching socks and museum exhibits. No one had allowed him to truly get down to the core of what he was supposed to feel in a relationship. She had become his best friend and more so easily it was like he didn’t even have to try.
They just fit.
Y/N paused the video, crawling into his lap. Her hands rested on the sides of his neck, eyes examining his face as her lips pouted a little bit before she began to speak. “Not fair that you’re so sweet to me. I’m trying to paint and then you go and make me want to kiss you.” And she did. Leaning in, she pressed a chaste kiss to his lips and exhaled through her nose as she felt his hands slip under her shirt to feel her warm back. It was something he always liked to do and she allowed it. “When you’re sweet and soft it makes me horny. And I want to finish these paintings so we can hang them up.” They didn’t quite live together yet but they spent enough time at each others places that it would always be seen. At least one of them.
“And we can.” He smiled, clasping her bare waist under her shirt. It was one that was far too big for her frame but it was cute anyways, the shorts underneath not visible from the length of it. “I do enjoy making you horny, though. I can take care of that when we’re done.” He raised a brow, showing the seriousness of the offer as she merely sighed.
“Fine. I’ll hold you to that. But this has been the best Valentine’s Day I’ve ever had and I want to enjoy all the activities.” Her ex hadn’t really been into the whole thing and the fact that Harry had let her choose anything she wanted to do and fully indulged in it had been enough for her to know that he was the one she wanted to be with. “I am very full from cookies but I want at least one cupcake before you get my pants off. Deal?”
“I’ll let you have 2 if it means we can take a shower together. You’re covered in paint and sugar, sweet girl.” He chuckled, thumbing some of the powdered sugar from her neck. How she always managed to wear her food, he had no idea- but he knew he would always find it endearing.
“Hm. Okay. Sounds like a plan.”
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Callidus Assassin in the style of Ann Takamaki/Panther (Persona 5)
My personal best miniature paint job yet! At least, it's a personal best to me. Still plenty of flaws! Commentary under cut.
This is where a lot of what I'd learned really started coming together! A lot of Warhammer and painting channels will talk a lot about edge highlighting and it's pretty important to be sure, but a YouTuber named Ninjon broke it down in a way where I understand how and where to do it. Namely, you're supposed to think about light sources. I did that for Ann's hair and her boots; the undersides have their darker shades, but anything from topside is very bright.
The next big change was learning Ardcoat. With my Sylvanas figure, I completely fucked that one up, but with Ann I definitely put a fun candy gloss on top of the Baal Red contrast and the boots after I edge-highlighted. True, I could have added those highlights in a risky attempt to recreate a lycra effect, but as Ann already sorta sneaks around and is constantly mobile, I thought it would sell the illusion to have the lights move with her rather than make a single stationary reflection pattern.
The pink gloves were almost a disaster; I got a cheap, super viscous acrylic that made this lumpy gel as I painted, but after some trial and error I got it to cooperate.
The basing is still touch and go. I genuinely did try to edge highlight the bullet decals and the rocks, honest; I was actually hyped because I wanted to make it the stylish red, white, and black that Persona 5 is famous for. But in the end it came off as looking unpainted when I added whiter highlights, so I just doused the whole thing in Black Legion contrast.
The base was a happy accident. It's not how I initially wanted it. I put Mordant Earth down, thinking I would flow some red shader through to make a weird lava-ish effect that had the bright red of Persona 5 again, but they just mushed together to make this weird mud. A bummer, but it did teach me how to make mud in the future!
And the base. Yeah you're supposed to put black on the rims, but I had to go for style.
Overall, I just feel proud of this one, whether or not I should. I'm always glad when I get to use a color scheme completely different from canon or at the very least different from the on-the-box demo artwork.
The boots were me flying blind, and admittedly on Ann/Panther herself, they're a slightly darker red rather than an outright purple, but I thought purple was a bit more dynamic and I did it for the belt and various other straps as well.
I'll admit I had no good ideas for the poisoned needles, I just doused them in Barak-Nar Burgundy and moved on. The guns and sword I had an idea for, I was going to go for implying they were a polymorphed Morgana, but it just didn't seem interesting. I definitely just half-assed them, but I think it's fine given I wanted the attention on Ann herself. So even the weapons, something I struggle with to make interesting, turned out okay, I think. I got 'em done and moved on.
A small detail I thought was fun: the goggles. I made them Ann's specific eye color! I think they stand out pretty well on the overall model and they don't clash with anything.
Also, Baharroth Blue is the color I love/use way too much, and if it's not on my figure somehow then is it really complete? I think not. 😜
This isn't my favorite figure, but it's the one I pull out when I want to flex a little. I still got one more where it's from a media franchise to go before I post my main army. It's not going to be as good as Ann, but then again I don't know if I'd call it finished per se. Until then!
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Random Headcanons For The Arcobaleno
As we all know the Arcobaleno are the best in their respective fields. However, I like to consider what random thing(s) they could be good at that isn't necessarily related to their field of work.
Fon- I wana say he can gamble really well as I think it'd be funny. Just imagine how upset Viper would be if they ever found out the guy who hounded them for being too greedy was just randomly really good at gambling! 🤣
Reborn- It might be considered unoriginal, but I feel like he'd be good at something like an instrument. Mostly, the violin, trumpet, or else cello. He just gives off those vibes.
Verde- He can dance! Like really well, actually. I mostly see him doing things like ballet, ballroom dancing, the waltz, tango, and the samba. Maybe hiphoo as well-Look. He can just dance, okay?! It's not really evidence, but I think this headcanon of mine has a smidge of credence as he did that cute little dance in that one anime episode. It was filler but still-
Bonus- 20yl both Verde and Mukuro will dance the samba together. Or maybe it's 10yl and Verde has figured out how to reage himself and his fellow Arco to their precurse ages? Both are separate aus I guess
Lal- Nails. I can't even explain why or how I arrived at this. I just think she is really good at painting nails and doing nail art. She doesn't really get to show off her skills often (her nails get ruined too easily at her job), but when she does, it's always mind-blowing. She's painted things like sakura, koi, dragons, etc. on Fon's nails dozens of times. Skull is always begging her to give him some wicked punk style acrylics with studs and the likes. And Reborn? He's a simple man who just wants a clear coat and a French tip. Viper doesn't often ask (they can just mist some stellar nails into existence), but when they do, they usually tell Lal to surprise them. Colonnello only asks for fun/to spend some relaxing quality time with his fiancee, and he always asks for something blue. She's done simple plain blue nails, ombre, marble, and more on 'Nello in the past. It always gets chipped by the next day, but neither really care all that much. For them it was about spending time together. Verde...idk I don't think Lal's ever done his nails. Not because he wouldn't want her to, but just neither have asked. Perhaps they are too shy? *shrugs*
Colonnello- The dude can sing! He mostly does it in the shower. Sometimes, there will be a few Arco pressed against the bathroom door listening to him as he belts some rock song from the 80s. He can totally hit those Areosmith notes!!!
Viper- I feel like Viper could do stuff like knit, crochet, sew, embroidery, and even beading. They feel crafty like that, and you better believe they are skilled!!! They have an old cloak from their childhood just full of gorgeous embroidery. They also buy yarn at discounted prices when there's a sale so they can make people hand knited and crocheted items. A lot of the times, the Arco and Varia will go to them to patch up holes in their clothes. There is always a price! But it's worth it to see Viper's embroidery work. That's just how they patch up holes more times than not.
Skull- Idk, my ideas are pretty basic with Skull right now. He's good at makeup, cooking/baking, and he definitely has a good fashion sense that he never gets to show off often due to always wearing his leather jumpsuit.
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nobody asked but i’ve had this little Thought for ages about el and will bonding not that long after they move to lenora:
el likes watching will paint, but his tiny tubes of acrylics are his prized possesion. in compromise they buy cheap tubs of poster paint one weekend and anchor sheets of paper to their lawn with river rocks. will gives her his old brushes, the bristles a little coarse and bent but still good enough to use, and shows her how to grip them right. at some point they drop the brushes and just use their fingers. a hand darts out, smearing pigment across a cheek, and pretty soon they’re running laps around the garden, neither sure who’s chasing who. jonathan has to line them up against the side wall and hose them down outside so they don’t wreck the new carpet with rainbow trails of footprints. it feels like an ice bath in the autumn breeze, but the smiles on their faces don’t wash away with the paint.
(somewhere in the middle of it all a glob of paint finds its way to the back of will’s hair. joyce does her best to get it out, but 2 in 1 shampoo can’t work miracles. as a last resort she picks up the shears. his new haircut is a lot shorter than he’s used to, but after a few days he thinks he might like it better this way. the clipped ends no longer brush against the back of his neck.)
#willel#will byers#el hopper#stranger things#byler#it's not them but y'all are the target audience lmao#willel siblings
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International Rock Day
The Rock or stone is a naturally occurring solid aggregate of one or more minerals or mineraloids. For example, the common rock granite is a combination of the quartz, feldspar and biotite minerals. The Earth’s outer solid layer, the lithosphere, is made of rock. Rocks have been used by mankind throughout history. From the Stone Age, rocks have been used for tools. The minerals and metals found in rocks have been essential to human civilization.
Learn about International Rock Day
International Rock Day has been created so that people all around the world can learn more about rocks. It’s not about rock and roll music; it’s all about the stone variety! After all, rocks play a big role in the environment, and they have been used by humans for many purposes over the years.
Three major groups of rocks are defined: igneous, sedimentary, and metamorphic. The scientific study of rocks is called petrology, which is an essential component of geology. At a granular level, rocks are composed of grains of minerals, which, in turn, are homogeneous solids formed from a chemical compound that is arranged in an orderly manner.
The aggregate minerals forming the rock are held together by chemical bonds. The types and abundance of minerals in a rock are determined by the manner in which the rock was formed. Many rocks contain silica (SiO2); a compound of silicon and oxygen that forms 74.3% of the Earth’s crust. This material forms crystals with other compounds in the rock. The proportion of silica in rocks and minerals is a major factor in determining their name and properties.
History of International Rock Day
International Rock Day is a day for celebrating this substance, which has been critical to the survival of mankind. Throughout history, rocks have been used. Since the Stone Age, rocks have been important for use as weapons and tools. The metals and minerals that have been found in rocks are critical to human civilization.
Rocks are geologically classified according to characteristics such as mineral and chemical composition, permeability, the texture of the constituent particles, and particle size. These physical properties are the end result of the processes that formed the rocks. Over the course of time, rocks can transform from one type into another, as described by the geological model called the rock cycle.
These events produce three general classes of rock: igneous, sedimentary, and metamorphic. The three classes of rocks are subdivided into many groups. However, there are no hard and fast boundaries between allied rocks. By increase or decrease in the proportions of their constituent minerals they pass by every gradation into one another, the distinctive structures also of one kind of rock may often be traced gradually merging into those of another.
Hence the definitions adopted in establishing rock nomenclature merely correspond to more or less arbitrary selected points in a continuously graduated series.
How to celebrate International Rock Day
There are a number of different ways that you can celebrate International Rock Day. One of the options is to do a bit of research on the different types of rocks that are available across the globe, as well as the different uses for these rocks. You can share this knowledge with your friends and family. Why not go on a rock hunt together? You can collect different types of rocks and learn about them. It is always fun to spend your time doing something different with the ones that you love.
Another way to celebrate International Rock Day is to enjoy an art project involving rocks. The best rocks for painting are those that can fit into the palm of your hand. The best surfaces for images and designs are rocks that have a flat surface and are nice and smooth.
You should also wash the surface of the rock and get rid of all of the dirt before you begin to paint. You will also find that acrylic paint works the best. You can use a variety of different types of brushes, depending on the sort of techniques that you want to attempt. When you are finished, seal the design. You can experiment with new colors and effects, creating different themes of rocks and exciting designs.
You can also spend some time learning about rocks on International Rock Day. After all, there is so much information about their formation uses, and much more. We will end this post with some fascinating facts to help you get started…
Some minerals and rocks appear so unusual that legends and myths have sprung up about them. For example, it was believed that snakestones were the remains of coiled snakes that had turned into stones.
Artists have used the colors inside some minerals and rocks for many years. For instance, cinnabar, which is the powder of a mineral rock, was used for art in the Middle Ages because of its brilliant red color.
Meteorites are pieces of metal or rock that hit the earth. Some have broken off to create asteroids, which are big rock chunks that orbit the sun in between Jupiter and Mars. If a big meteorite hits the Earth, it can result in a crater, which can change the surroundings of where it lands.
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#Dinosaur National Monument#travel#original photography#vacation#tourist attraction#landmark#landscape#countryside#USA#summer 2022#International Rock Day#InternationalRockDay#13 July#Utah#Colorado National Monument#Arches National Park#Yosemite National Park#Canyonlands National Park#Earthquake Fault#Mesa Verde National Park#Morro Bay#Page
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When Lexa is pregnant with Aden, all her kids help Clarke set up his nursery and room. They paint his name on the walls or on letter blocks. They decorate the room and put their own personality into their individual sections. Lexa is sitting on her rocking chair and tries not to cry at how sweet and soft her family looks right now 🥹
They have a small toy room that gets converted into his nursery, and because it was a place the kids spent a lot of time in, they think its only fair that they help decorate it for they baby brother.
Lexa has been taking it as easy as she possibly can with this last pregnancy so all the babes are in the room, helping Clarke set up the furniture (mostly Madi really) while Saige and the twins help around with the toys, diapers and clothes. And when eventually there is nothing else for those four eager to help kids to do, Clarke pulls out four big wooden letters she spent quite a while carving out of spare wood. She gives each of them a letter and brings out her acrylic paints and brushes, letting the kids go wild on each of the letters that spell out baby Aden's name.
Clarke tries her best to help them when they need a color mixed or for her to do something but for the most part she stays out of it as focuses on putting up the little bits of decor her and Lexa either made or brought back from their small attic from when the kids where babies.
It's a soft afternoon like this. Lexa is sitting in the rocking chair by the window folding baby clothes, soaking in these last few weeks of her last pregnant ever. It makes her a little sad that Aden will be their last baby but then she looks around at her babies, watches them giggle as they paint their little brother's name, Madi's chaotic and colorful A, Saige's focus as she tries to make the flowers on the D as pretty as she can, Skie decising to finger paint the E while Willow seems to paint coat after coat of paint on the N unable to make up her mind fully. She still has so much of their growing up to see. No more new babies doesnt mean her family will stop growing. It means her and Clarke can settle down and watch their four babies, and the one on the way grow up and become the people they are meant to be. For a bit there before Aden, Lexa forgot that the babies that were out in the world already needed her to, and now she refuses to ever forget that again. And then she looks at Clarke. She's older now, its clear in her features. So is Lexa. Years in the sun and working the land, running after babies and worrying about bills have given them creases and wrinkles that are slowly showing as they enter their late 30s, still so young and yet having lived so much already. They fought to be here. Hard. And to her Clarke is still has beautiful as she was on their wedding day, just two 19 year olds dreaming of running their little farm and starting a family. And now, the last little piece of their family will be here in a few weeks, the fice babies they always dreamed of, in the house they re built from the ground up.
And then she hears it, Clarke asking the kids how are things going and she looks up to see the kids showing their momma their little masterpieces.
"Do you think Aden is gonna like them when he's born momma?" She hears little Saige ask as she stares up at Clarke. The other three children do the same.
"Of course he will. He'll love it! His big siblings painted it for him, how could he not!"
There's a wave of giggles and smiles as Clarke asks them for the letters so she can set them out to dry before she puts them up on the wall.
Lexa brings a hand to her stomach where little Aden kicks away, seemingly aware he is being talked about.
Through the tears every pregnancy makes harder to hide, Lexa smiles and whispers, "You are already so loved, Aden. So, so loved."
#letter opened#heda-in-the-clouds#farm clexa#i am actually gonna go and SOB now 😭😭😭😭🥵#oh i love them so muuucchhhh#pregnant lexa
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I had a hard time doing anything consistently this year (thanks, post-covid brain fog eating up my entire spring!) so any wrap-up is going to be pretty spotty but I did one art fairly consistently and this was the first year I did that! So here are my D&D minis!
I painted 23 minis, 20 of which were still in my house for me to get a group picture and then three that live at the house where I most commonly play D&D. I'm not gonna play favorites but here are some superlatives!
Best Use Of Nail Polish: these two casters, where I used Cracked Taco Shell from Holo Taco to make the cracked base effect that Citadel's Agrellan Earth paint WISHES it was, and Scattered Holo Taco over that neat metallic paint to make a pillar of stars.
Most Unnecessary Detail: the three toothpick-sized dots of paint I added for the plot-specific brooch my Dragonlance PC was wearing.
Most Impossible Color: trying to match a particular pale grey-green for this firbolg's skin tone and getting...close? Ish?
MVP (Most Valuable Paint): Soilworks Acrylic Paste, this weird-ass bad-smelling gritty paste that lets you make rock and soil-textured stuff out of any paint color you have. It has improved my basing skills a hundredfold.
This hobby has been an exercise in helping myself learn how to be a little less hard on myself to be perfect and just kind of run on vibes, and I'm very grateful for it in this weird, weird year.
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Fire-On-The-Water manor: first floor
second floor | ritual chamber
My D&D party is officially done with this chapter of their adventure, so I'm disassembling this map and taking some pictures in the process!
Fire-On-The-Water Manor is a place with a dark history, conjured into existence by an efreet for his genasi daughter, who ruled the land as a tyrant until she was overthrown by her rebelling subjects. The building was then repurposed into a monastery, and later into a Grey Manor, a place of housing for the victims of the plague sweeping the land, but many pieces of its opulent interior still remain.
When the party found it, is was abandoned and in disarray, with only ghosts of the dead roaming the place, and it was up to them to uncover the latest chapter in the history of this place of misfortune.
The outer walls are made from styrofoam packing for an oven (I think??), with interior walls made from foam board, painted with acrylics. The domes are made from packing tape rolls. I hand-painted the little paintings that can be found on both floors. This map has been through several sessions and doesn't have the best structural integrity in general, so you can see some wear and tear (and the toothpicks that hold it all together), but it held up pretty well.
Fun fact: I initially used spray paint as a primer, not realizing that spray paint melts styrofoam. As a result, the texture became way more grainy, to the point where I couldn't really cover it with paint. That's when I decided to explain it by the fact that the mansion was built from porous volcanic rock, and that's how the Lady of the Manor became a fire genasi.
#dnd#d&d#dungeons and dragons#dungeon master#dnd terrain#diy terrain#handmade terrain#miniature#herearedragons crafting#project: askarum
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Duncney Parent Headcanons
Courtney has sweet pet names for them, in Spanish and English while Duncan calls them little nerds, his spawn or he’ll make something up on the spot
Duncan definitely makes a mess whenever his children do & Courtney scolds all of them, they all grumble.. Duncan mostly lmao
Duncan doesn’t play about wasting food & he doesn’t let the kids leave the table until they’re done, he didn’t spend all that time cooking for nothing 😤
Duncan gives his kids money to do little tasks that he was supposed to do, Courtney has an idea where they get their money from but doesn’t have any actual proof
While Duncan’s the fun parent and the kids side with him most of the time, whenever they’re all in trouble they turn against him
The kids can speak 3 languages by the time they’re in middle school and often mix up words or sentences, they get embarrassed but Duncan and Courtney think it’s the cutest shit ever
Duncan’s the type of dad that falls asleep on the couch and wakes up as soon as someone changes the channel lmao
Don’t fuck with the temperature either, you’re cold? Put on a sweater kid.
The Duncney children definitely make up dances routines or learn cool tricks and if they want something then they have to perform it for their parents(my mom ALWAYS made me dance like girl wtf 😭😂)
Duncan uses his artistic skills to help his children make their own merch of their interests!!(merch was impossible to get back then so my big brother would draw stuff for me or craft me something that was related to something I was into) I can definitely see Duncan being that dad that would use acrylic paint to paint a normal black tee so his kids can rock their interests
Duncan keeps all his chains, collars & old band tees & if his children ever get into the alt style he definitely lets them wear them, he’s still alt as fuck tho.
Duncan definitely helps his kids make the BEST Halloween costumes!! While he always goes the cheaper route he’ll spend hundreds if he has too 😂 regardless his kids always look extra good and extra scary!!
When Courtney’s mad it’s scary but when Duncan’s mad? They’re terrified and know they’re in DEEP shit. The chill parent getting angry is always scary af lmfao
Omg I need to add because these are always my fav. Like our favs as parents omfg 🥹
- Courtney had a list of names before she’s even pregnant. She has made sure to discuss it with Duncan, and they have both come up with First and Middle names that they can agree on.
- They are both very traditional so incorporating a family member’s name is a must. Even if it’s a variation of the name, it’s just something that needs to be there.
- Courtney already has set nursery/bedroom themes for all her children.
- This also includes set Halloween costumes. And it’s not just for the kids, she and Duncan will also participate, at least for the 1st Halloween of each child.
- No babysitters. That’s what family is for. (This might be biased because I couldn’t even imagine having a child and my mom not watching them. It literally scares me to think otherwise.)
- Duncney go above and beyond for their children’s birthday parties. It’s always the talk of the town.
- A bouncy castle 💀 holllyyyy shit the way they are banned in my household because they ALWAYS flip over. Oops.
- Courtney always bakes for whatever fundraiser the children have. They love helping her out too!
- Whenever they have a project Duncan always steps up and helps them make the coolest volcano. They get a note saying they can no longer participate in a science fair because they almost blew up the auditorium. 💀
- Each child has a scrapbook that filled with absolutely everything. It’s a sentimental 18th birthday gift. 🥹
- When the girls turn 15??? Ooooof Duncan is freaking sobbing idc idc idc give me soft Duncy nooowwwww
- If anyone sneaks out Duncan already knows. He waits for them in the dark and scares tf out of them when they get home. He threatens to wake Courtney up if they don’t agree to help him out with his motorcycle or something he’s been dying to show them.
- Omfg, imagine if one of them gets arrested/pulled over one day. They go into the station and they say their name. Everyone (who’s probably about to retire) are like “we know your father.” 😅
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Memphis, Tennessee - From A Local
Original Post Link / Original post date: September 11 2023
Here is everything I enjoy doing in Memphis as a local to Memphis, Tennessee. Memphis is an interesting city to visit with a lot of history while currently in a season of growth and healing. I also did include some museums that relate back to the history of Memphis for anyone who is visiting and wants to know more about it.
Memphis Museum of Science & History (The Pink Palace) – Information Page
This has always been a favorite of mine in Memphis, ever since I was a kid. It’s so fun to walk around. There’s Memphis history and southern history In a beautiful museum. The gift shop is a bit overpriced FYI. [11/02/2023 Add.] A good thought of warning that there is a Civil War section with grotesque, realistic wax statues of amputations and Civil War medicine, so… Keep that in mind. If you want to hold your food down.
National Civil Rights Museum – Lorraine Motel – Information Page
Go. Go to this museum. This is one of the most important museums you could visit currently. If you go to one museum in Memphis, go to this one. This is Memphis history. This is the history of a city that was born of holding your head up and moving forward.
The Children’s Museum of Memphis – Information Page
This is another fun museum! I went when I was… you know, a children at one time, and I remember vividly enjoying it. I would recommend this is if you have a young restless child. If you have an older child, go to the Pink Palace.
Bass Pro Shops at the Pyramid – Information Page
Look. This is a fever dream and I beg you to go. I cannot explain the trip I feel with this being the largest bass pro shop in the world while being in Memphis, Tennessee, on the Mississippi River, in a Pyramid. They have a whole bowling alley.
Memphis Brooks Museum of Art – Information Page
I have been to this museum a few times and I have loved it. It is a very nice museum. In my opinion, it Is one of the better Southern art museums in terms of covering ancient to contemporary art.
Huey’s – Website
I like their queso. I’ve been to many Huey’s locations and I have had a good experience at all of them. Just be careful if you go when Memphis is playing. It’ll probably be busy. Or any other football or basketball game.
Central BBQ – Website
Central is great. Go to it.
The Art Center – Website
This is my art store! If you are an artist, I would suggest popping in and supporting a Memphis business. [11/02/2023 Add.] If you’re driving and not flying, I would suggest stocking up a little here. They have great prices on certain things like Golden Acrylic Paints.
Memphis Zoo – Information Page
I think if you grew up in and around Memphis, you know this place like the back of your hand. It’s wonderful. It is one of the best Zoo’s. End of sentence. The Memphis Zoo is beside the Brooks in Overton Park and they have events for halloween and the winter holidays. I am partial to Zoo Lights, for the winter holidays, where the zoo is covered in lights and certain exhibits are open.
Stax Museum of American Soul Music – Website
Slave Haven/Burkle Estate Museum – Website
Memphis Rock ‘n’ Soul Museum – Website
Blues Hall of Fame Museum – Website
The Cotton Museum at Memphis Cotton Exchange – Website
Dixon Gallery & Gardens – Website
Two places that are overhyped in my opinion: The Rendezvous and Graceland. I grew up here. No local could care about either of these places. If you want to go to Graceland, that’s fine. None of us particularly care, but that’s okay. The Rendezvous on the other hand… don’t. Go get some real barbecue and experience the city. Not whatever monstrosity this is. Central BBQ is great. Tops is pretty good. Don’t go to The Rendezvous unless you want subpar BBQ. Do not.
Also, we have a whole IKEA. If you’ve never been and want to go… we’ve got one! It’s big. Bring your walking shoes.
I really just wanted to make a post about where I’m from and put that out there. I love this city. Aside from that, I hope you’re having a good day/night wherever you are, and most of all-
Happy travels! – Annie, the Crosseyed Cricket.
#travel#travelling#roadtrip#road trip#memphis#tennessee#memphis tennessee#road trip destination#musuem#museums#civil rights museum#traveling#wanderlust#vacation
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I want to be held so tight my ribs hurt and the scream that's been building can safely escape without shattering me. I want my brother back. I want his goofy ass finally visiting me like he kept promising he would. I want to be sitting on a couch with him again while we argue over who's the prettier sibling and he plays with my make up because "look I'm Cleopatra ~". I want to eat his home made loaded nachos while we play videogames like when I was a kid. I want to argue over whether or not the remake or original of any given remade 80s cartoon is superior. I want his dumb jokes and silly voices and belly laughs and the serene but concentrated expression he made when he was playing music or drawing.
My world is a mess. He saved me from so many horrible things. He attacked a monster, who'd hurt us both, with a knife for me when we were kids... I was so little then, too... He came and got me the night my father tried to beat me senseless for telling him he couldn't have something of mine. He pulled me out of the pool when I got tossed in wearing jeans and runners, then taught me to swim. When I found out my best friend died and I fell apart and screamed until I couldn't breathe anymore he hugged me so tight, rocked me and promised I'd be ok, made me cocoa from scratch, spent the night at our house because he knew how much of a wreck I was before that and wanted to be there for me.
And the good times...
One of my earliest memories was him sitting me in his lap and giving me the second NES controller while he played Legend of Zelda, reading the text to me so I could understand the game. He bought me a flute when I turned 19. He took me to my first job, then showed up on my fifth day with my younger brothers and his fiancee to check on me. He took me to the first concert I can remember attending. He bought me sheet music, acrylic paint, sketch books. He encouraged my interests and always made me feel safe.
Like all siblings, we had our differences, we bickered and fought and gave each other the cold shoulder... But we really did love each other, and now he's gone and I'm so upset and heartbroken and there's no one there to hold me together, because that was something he did for me.
I don't feel like I did enough for him. I could never have done enough to thank him, I think. I feel so selfish, now....
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͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏⠀𝒄𝒐𝒔 𝒊 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓, 𝒊'𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏
͏͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏͏⠀ ͏͏͏͏͏͏⠀⠀𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕
basic information:
name: miumiu
nicknames: miu, mi, delumiu, little moon (suguru only)
age: 2006 → 17 // suguru/satoru/nanami
⠀ ͏͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏͏⠀ ͏͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏͏⠀ ͏͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏⠀ ͏͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏͏25 // toji
2017 → 28
2018 → 29
birthday: -
zodiac sign: -
chinese zodiac: -
gender: female
height: 5’3”
sexuality: bisexual
nationally: british
occupation:
2006 → college student // suguru/satoru/nanami
͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏͏⠀bakery worker // toji
2017: 3d artist
2018: ???
place of residence:
2006: parents home in north england - suguru/satoru/nanami // apartment in ibaraki - toji
2017: apartment in south england
2018: japan
physical description: (TW self harm scar mention)
standing at a whole 5’2.99999999” miumiu is a short gal with a lot of love. she’s chunky in the best way possible, thick thighs, pudgy tummy and big boobies. her hair is blonde and naturally wavy but she curls it into better and more prominent curls, also isn’t a natural blonde. her hair is shoulder length with bangs and she cuts it herself so it’s very jagged but it adds to her personality. eyes are brown and usually surrounded by eyeliner.her nails are usually painted and sometimes sports acrylic nails in the form of claws but complains the entire time. no tattoos. septum piercing and stretched ears to 10mm. self harm scars on her wrists that are very faint.
clothing description:
usual outfit is a black vest shirt tucked into blue jeans, flannel shirt unbuttoned and oversized, typically green and a pair of classic, black doc martens. the cuffs of her jeans are folded up to show off her boots.other outfits are very similar grunge fashions. wears the old denim jacket suguru owned and gave her as a gift since he doesn’t wear it anymore but it’s sentimental to him. it has a couple of cute patches like pokémon and a band she’s never heard of. casual wear usually consists of a pair of pyjama shorts and a big shirt — typically suguru’s.
character information:
personality: bubbly, very friendly and enjoys talking to people. tries to make the best out of all situations. also pretty oblivious and chooses to ignore certain things if she doesn’t like it (i.e. his killing of people). very caring and loves to help where she can, can usually get what she wants whenever she wants and knows how to play her cards right. definitely uses her bubbly charm and plays dumb to her advantage.
fear(s): the dark, gross insects, thunder and lightning, being alone.
likes: cigarettes, ice cream, karaoke, myspace, emo music, rain, coffee, horror movies, halloween, reality tv, fried mars bars, cats
dislikes: cooking, people being nasty, wasabi, the sun, being controlled, kids
habits: smokes, drinks way too much, picks fights sometimes for the fun of it, has to have 3 different drinks at one time, collects too much and is an organised hoarder.
hobbies and interests: gaming, anything cute, japanese culture, karaoke, coding myspace layouts
flaw(s): picks fights and plays the victim, pouts like a child when she doesn’t get her way, refuses to learn japanese as much as she could, purposefully oblivious
talent(s): free code html, makes 3d game environments, has an eye for details, can cry on command
character background:
trivia:
↳ face times suguru everyday to make sure she cooks herself dinner and doesn’t skip or order.
↳ loves mimiko and nanako — won’t let them call her mom or anything similar, her name is just fine
↳ still talks and is good friends with gojo even when dating geto
↳ grew up in a well off family
↳ she's most at peace when toji has her in a headlock - it actually eases and relaxes her
↳ theme song: boys - charli xcx
↳ music taste: most things but especially 2000’s emo rock
↳ favourite band/ musician: bring me the horizon
↳ favourite song: pls set me on fire - enter shikari
↳ favourite movie: halloween (1978)
↳ favourite colour: green
↳ favourite flower/plant: crocuses
↳ favourite food: fish and chips or the katsu that suguru makes
↳ favourite drink: anything sweet but her go to is vodka soda
↳ favourite dessert: melon pan
how they grew up
MiuMiu grew up pretty privileged to say the least. Didn’t have to struggle for money or opportunities, lived with both her parents and has a little sister she doesn’t much get along with. Always the golden child that explored and experimented with her parents, everything was put on her shoulders to be the mature one, the therapist when her parents weren’t getting along, the disappointment if she made any mistakes no one saw coming.
A bright star growing up, she always excelled in most things she did or at least always put in the maximum amount of effort to everything. Was never bullied nor was she the most popular kid — more accurately the dorky one that was happy to help everyone else and the others couldn’t help but like. She was always invited to the birthday parties roller skating and gave away her pieces of cake or eat the parts of cakes the other kids didn’t like (she’s a whore for the marzipan).
Nothing special or traumatic necessarily happened as she grew up, other than her parents' view of her needing to set an example and be the best at everything she does.
teenage years/before japan
MiuMiu was a tough teenager to handle. She grew to resent her parents — or at least began to — for their different treatment of her and her younger sister. They would punish her *hard* for any and all mistakes, no matter big or small. Everything she did or said needed to be perfect; exam results needed to be the best in her entire year (of literally 100 people), MiuMiu’s friends perfectly curated, appearance preened to fit the perfect little box they put her in.
The rebel phase shone through these years. Going the opposite end of what her parents wanted her to do, to look like, to act. She listened to heavy music rather than the chart music they enjoyed (though she wouldn’t admit she enjoyed both), dressed in dark and edgy clothing than what was in trend at the time, stopped putting as much effort into school but still did well. Whenever her parents came into her room, there were always complaints of the mess or torn band posters hung on her wall.
Truly acting out, she was happy with herself and living her life how she wanted with the music and clothes she enjoyed; it wasn’t just a ‘fuck you’ to her parents, but it definitely helped.
The constant back and forth fighting and rebelling didn’t help as they punished her with grounding, isolation and verbal abuse. Struggling to control her emotions or communicate with anyone as she didn’t have close friends still — just that girl who doesn’t belong with any friend group but no one hates her.
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Uncovered: Spoon - Lucifer On The Moon
Not long after Texas rock band Spoon finished their 10th studio album Lucifer on the Sofa, they reached out to UK dub producer Adrian Sherwood to reconstruct the entire album into the aptly-titled Lucifer on the Moon. When this companion album was nominated as one of the shortlisted album artworks for Best Art Vinyl 2022, we caught up with Cuban American artist and illustrator, Edel Rodriguez, responsible for both the albums artworks, to get the back story on his outstanding work.
Edel told us, “Britt Daniel, Spoon’s lead singer and guitarist, reached out to me last year. He had seen an image of mine that he felt captured the right mood for the band’s upcoming album, Lucifer on the Sofa. He asked if I was interested in creating a new image for the album. I’ve been a fan for years and suggested we do a whole set of images. I wanted to create art for the interior of the album, singles and merchandise, and we went from there.”
Lucifer On The Sofa released Feb 2022 on Matador Records
He continues, “I asked for the lyrics of all the songs and was inspired by them. I created dozens of sketches and we talked back and forth about which ones paired well with the songs. Some of the songs hinted at the idea of a two sided figure (where the main image came from) and with Lucifer as a lurking figure. “
Held - Lucifer On The Sofa
The Hardest Cut - Lucifer On The Sofa
My Babe - Lucifer On The Sofa
Edel explains, “This fanged red screaming face popped into my head and I did some sketches and ultimately a painting. That image ended up on an inside sleeve on Lucifer on the Sofa and was picked up for the album cover of the companion album, Lucifer on the Moon.”
“The image was duplicated multiple times, like a reverb effect, by designers Jamie-James Medina and Matt de Jong of Undercard Studio.”
Rodriguez’s bold, figurative works are an examination of identity, cultural displacement and mortality. He has exhibited internationally and his artwork has been commissioned for numerous publications including The New York Times, TIME Magazine and The New Yorker.
Illustrations by Edel Rodriguez for TIME
Edel shared with us, “Much of my work is influenced by Afro Cuban religious iconography, propaganda art, pop art, and surrealism. I try to bring a bit of my life experiences to all of the assignments I’m commissioned for. This piece for the album was painted with acrylic and oil based ink on bark paper.”
Lucifer On The Moon by Spoon on Matador Records is shortlisted for the Best Art Vinyl 2022 Award. Artwork by Edel Rogriguez. VOTING OPEN UNTIL 12 DEC 2022
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Hello Sweets, here’s a mermaid acrylic painting I did a while back. I starting running my art through an art app called Prisma and it really adds a new twist to my work. I’ve been getting request to make some t-shirts on Facebook. I’ve taken all my art and tweaked them with the Prisma app. Im going to upload my art to tee Republic and Red bubble as soon as I get a new acquaintance to edit and store everything on a flash drive. I think this design would look good on a black Tshirt or a fluorescent. That’s the plan wish me luck. What types of subject do you like to sport on a ?t-shirts ?
Wow I love that one! Best of luck with launching this new project! I'm usually a fan of t-shirts with either funny text or cats on them, but I wouldn't be opposed to rocking this funky mermaid...
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Here we have Gong Jun in his Mujosh glasses endorsement - an endorsement I am very sad to have ended! We got so many good looks from this partnership.
At least we have the figs - there is quite a few of them! And I also have a pair of the glasses, which I'm very happy with. My optometrist commented on how nice they were!
Here's the photo of the inspiration for the fig, but the true inspiration for this is Gong Jun's "New Paradise" ad campaign for Mujosh. I'm adding a behind the scenes shooting video since that has some really good shots of this outfit right away:
My cute little endorser arrived with the glasses separate. Most fig glasses, I have found, don't tend to work very well. They don't fit around the contours of the fig face, and either don't stay on at all, or obscure so much about the features that it doesn't seem to make much sense to me.
This fig, however, true to the spirit of the endorsement, has some really nice glasses! These are heavier weight than most of the glasses I have gotten before, and they fit really well. I'll do a series of pics with and without the glasses so you can see which one you like better.
Gong Jun often wears glitzier clothes than this, but he's still rocking this khaki utility wear like it's our finest runway best. He has his hair artfully styled, he has a model pose, and he's got the cutest little sideways grin. I love him! His eyes are sparkly (as they are!) and he has the sandy/rocky landscape of whatever planet he's on in the ad in his eyes. I was surprised how much I liked this fig when I got him (I too like the glitzier clothes).
The complexity of his explorer wear is really well done, I think. They do a nice job with all the pockets detail, together with the harness and the undershirt. It's all nice and cleanly done.
I really like his sweepy, styled-back hair. Has some good volume and lift to it! Gotta look polished when you're exploring strange new planets.
The fig maker did a nice job making it look like the fabric was tucked into the boots, the belt, the harness etc. Nicer than just straight plain lines.
I like his little bent leg pose too. The artist does a really nice job on these figs.
These angles are particularly good for all the little details. Nice and clean without paint overspray.
He definitely has some of the Fig Forward Lean going on to offset some of the weight of his head. He does stand fine on his own.
Some rosy cheeks there! His fingers are also gently blushed.
We'll go ahead and do the front view. The slight bend in his leg is much more noticeable here.
And the back. What looks like little divots in the line between his boot and the pants are just little areas to represent folds and tucks in the fabric.
Alright! Here we go with the glasses. I'm going to stop nattering on for a bit and let you see the whole look with the glasses on.
Cute cute cute. I really like the glasses on! You can see how well they fit and how solidly they are on. Which is no small feat given these figs don't have noses. I'm absolutely leaving these on the fig - I mean, it kind of of course is the whole purpose of the fig, so it would actually be sad if they looked bad on. I'm happy it looks so good!
Here's the top view, so you can see how well his glasses fit from this angle too.
Each of the figs in this series had an optional matching keychain purchase. I opted in for them all! I wish I had peeled off the protective layer before photographing this - it looks dull and faded, instead of bright and colorful (well, as colorful as khaki gets!). The protective peel really does wash out the acrylic.
And speaking of the rest of the series, here they are! You've already seen our Go Fighting Jun, so I'll do the two Zhehan figures next. Come back tomorrow for Pearl Beauty!
Material: PVC
Fig Count: 298
Scene Count: 23
Rating: The coolest of boys!
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