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eeniiart · 2 months
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I can't even remember the last time I did a full colored piece :'")
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encantomybeloved · 2 years
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I made a little fic. Please give your honest opinion on it.
This is not the first time Camilo has found himself crying in the corner of his room, but it's certainly the first time he's gotten caught.
Which really he sould not have in the first place. He's always very careful to make sure Dolores is in her very soundproof room, reading her dramatic romance novels (there's something about reading about a girl losing the love of her life to another she loves so much) before beginning his cryfest. But today she just had to get a glass of water.
Leading to utter embarrassment on Camilo's part.
He practically jumped when he heard a knock on his door.
"Camilo?" Dolores said, worry seeping through her voice. "I heard crying. Is everything alright?" She questioned.
Everything was not alright.
"Yes! Everything's fine!" Camilo quickly shapeshifted into a less puffy eyed version of himself. "Just don't co-"
Too late.
Dolores had already opened the door and from the look on her face she didn't seem to be buying the lie.
"Camilo, qué ocurre?" She said softly.
Camilo let out a sigh as he shifted back to his original form. "It's stupid." He muttered as he tugged the ends of his ruana.
"Disparates! If it makes you sad, it's not stupid." She assured him.
He gave her a slight smile in response. Not that he believed her. Just to make it seem like he did.
"It's just...do you ever feel like no body wants...you? Personally?"
Camilo looked away from Dolores, knowing she'd say something like-
"That's not true!" She exclaimed (a rare occurrence for her).
"Yes, it is." He said before she could continue. "The only time people want me around is when they need me to pretend to be someone else."
Dolores put a hand on Camilo's shoulder and gestured for him to sit with her on the edge of the theatrical stage that resided in the middle of his room.
"I am so sorry if any of us have ever done anything to make you feel unwanted and I want you to know that none of us want you to be any different than the way you are now. We love you, okay? Just you."
That should be making him feel better but...
He got off from the stage and ran over to the vanity that occupied the space near his bed.
"But I don't even see me as me!" He said, his voice layered with distress. "Sometimes I just look in the mirror and I hate what stares back at me."
It wasn't just not liking the way you look it was something more.
"I just....I want people to look at me and think 'what'".
He turned to face Dolores who held a slight look of confusion on her face.
"I don't think I quite know what that entails." She said, with a supportive yet confused smile.
Camilo smiled back at her. "I honestly don't either."
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glopratchet · 4 years
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Greasy is a former stand up comedian and writer He's been known to do his best impressions of various characters, but he can also be quite funny when he wants to be "I'm Greasy, " the man says as if it were an obvious fact "And you're? "My name is Mikey The man nods in understanding before looking at your hands They are both covered with bite marks from previous fights, which makes him pause for a moment The man shakes his head in disgust Who lost his career because he made a tranny joke "You know what I think? " the man asks "We should just go ahead and kill each other right now You shake your head and say nothing Mikey looks at you with disbelief on his face The man continues to stare at you, waiting for you to make some sort of move or comment that will cause him to back down or escalate things further And is bitter and talks alot about logo And truth be told think isn't that bad of a guy "So " the man says "How about you pick up the knife beside your seat and start doing some target practice on me I'm rather sick of waiting You look down at the floor, noticing a big, bloody burlap sack on your side You get out of the car and lift it onto your shoulder with one hand, Mikey narrowing his eyes at you as he does likewise And responsiblity hating "Well? 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Immortal wise and wonderful rulers who supported your actions Kbar wanted to play the big alligator game and he lost The parents of simon beeing hate him becuse they think he killed thier son in order to suceed him For others who feel lost and unimportant in the scheme of thing they allow the spiders to bite them and join the lovely swarmpotkin cobwebs where everyone feels like an important part of something and nothing hurts any more You achieve your goal but decide life isn't worth living anymore to prevent the future nightmares your actions will cause Instead you just sign the contract for your memoirs which become a bestseller The parents of simon beeing hate him becuse they think he killed thier son in order to suceed him They hate him form dreaming and mostly they hate him for living on there plantation for free for saving them They hate him form dreaming and mostly they hate him for living on there plantation for free for saving them Told from the point of view of greasey the Pariah Dog Told from the point of view of greasey the Pariah Dog The hinge character of this tale is the imposing mass of moving meat, bone and teeth that the Indians call a Pariah Dog Greasey is just a lowly normal dog who claims ; (M)any; (D)og as his tribe affiliation rather than Pariah status The hinge character of this tale is the imposing mass of moving meat, Owns the vape store next to your record store Running on a seafront platform that allying with Germany and turning Spain into a zoo under a magnanimous parisian reign sounds pretty flipping awesome to me You'd make it happen You turn down the role of lifetime but that wasn't really the sort of life you wanted Sadly, seems that despite your actions re-engineer the world in your image you learned nothing from them Owns the vape store next to your record store Ok now seems like you're really writing a book Ok now seems like you're really writing a book What is the problem you are attempting to solve Telling an good story isn't the same as living one Also known as 'shut up and take my money' You have a robotic body Why do this to me, I'm near the end Telling an good story isn't the same as living one The brother who has to save his three sisters from doom by providing then with puzzle boxes to open that will help them succeed You join the reds cut yourself and get high on your own supply The colour out the window starts to turn crimson Loving everything but your own reflection in the mirror And it's not that you can't write you just really hate liars You desperately try to convince more people to join you so it doesn't look like you're failing but by this time no ones listening Yeah, you're going to hell The brother who has to save his three sisters from doom by providing then with puzzle boxes to open that will help them succeed And thus save the entire world from the scourge of hate but fall for your failures and ultimately humanity falls because why bother right sounds fun but crushingly dull at the same time And thus save the entire world from the scourge of hate but fall for your failures and ultimately humanity falls because why bother right But that is not it it goes further Much further Just in case you're wondering I'm breaking the forth wall because I can and you can't stop me Better to risk your own life than those who are close to you You'd be honored but would rather they keep a low profile lest Dr Slice-'N-Ice get's wind of it But occasionally one finds itself in a position to lead sheep But that is not it, If that was the case you would be writing that story right now Your option are displayed as follows: If that was the case you would be writing that story right now No what is goiong is that evil will not triumph today Despite your beliefs you won't be drawn into the long con of "the hero's journey", also known as the easy path It's a depressing read, but you wouldn't have written it if you didn't think you'd fail in the end So I buy a one-way ticket to New York by way of sailing ship and get my girlfriend to start a life in the colonies because what's the point of living if you aren't free? No what is goiong is that evil will not triumph today We need more coffee Bad one; Oh but on the odd chance it looks hopeful for me I guess just do what feels right and remember to savour those small wins I can't wait for these two days to be over: the past and the future will meet and I'll be the buffer between them, doomed to life without freedom or escape Despite yourself you begin to giggle If you'd known that was going to happen would you still have pulled the lever? The designer read about robert browning under the light of a full moon after sniffing glue then had a vision and after the laughter stopped, quickly scribbled this down magnus was actually lying fully clothed in a kansas swimming pool when he thought of it, so it's basically everything you'd ever want in a pun If you want to hear about how all this ties into Chess just read on, if not then well you've made it this far so might as well finish Just think about your reply before typing something foolish The designer read about robert browning under the light of a full moon after sniffing glue then had a vision and after the laughter stopped, He discovered the five stages of man mega And decided to create them using the already established mythology of tarot cards fernando magico thought mankind was already creating them in his cartoon capers Comics Many lesser poets than Lang no
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