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minadoodlesblog · 10 months
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magical girl haddie and her companion the dredge ✨ c:
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sockscosyquarters · 1 year
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Happy Valentine’s Day everyone!! :) 💗
Here’s an unfinished drawing of an idea for a Valentines themed outfit for Haddie Kaur from DBD :) it’s a bit too cute for her personality probably but tbh I don’t rlly care cos it’s for an event if u know what I mean. I was gonna draw more ideas of outfits for Haddie but I lost inspiration so I’ll probably never finish them lol. (I also never finished her scars so that’s why they look off and her makeup lol)
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softfairies · 11 months
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here are some doodles I made after finishing this class term o(-< it was a kick in the ass, but anyway! theo and viktor belong to @disenchantedif plus my mc anisha!
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sirwolficus · 1 year
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every meeting starts like this
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rwsdesign · 2 years
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We are all Born So Beautiful | Black Typography T-Shirt
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"We Are All Born So Beautiful The Greatest Tragedy Is Being Convinced We Are Not" - A simple, elegant black typography.
We are all Born So Beautiful | Black Typography T-Shirt
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jungwnies · 2 years
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ᶻz﹕milk and honey﹑🐝 enhypen headcanon
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SYNOPSIS. enhypen as quotes from milk and honey by rupi kaur !
GENRE. quotes , unspecified genre ! WC. 673 !
AN. got inspired to do this because i recently read the book, 10/10 recommend !
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,, ❥ ꒰୨୧ ・ — jungwon (정원)
“on days like this i need you to run your fingers through my hair and speak softly”
jungwon as a leader has a lot of weight on his shoulders, not only is he young but he has so much responsibility. his favorite thing is coming home to you ready to comfort him with your hugs and kisses. nothing feels better than you speaking to him softly in bed about how the day went while your fingers run through his freshly washed hair picking out the tangles.
,, ❥ ꒰୨୧ ・ — heeseung (희승)
“nothing is safer than the sound of you reading out loud to me” - the perfect date
heeseung is the boyfriend who constantly sings, he’s constantly learning new songs and his voice constantly fills the house with music. heeseung finds comfort in reading and writing lyrics around you as well as singing to you. nothing makes him feel safer than being in your presence and being comfortable to express who he really is through his voice.
,, ❥ ꒰୨୧ ・ — jay (제이)
“love is not cruel. we are cruel. love is not a game. we have made a game out of love”
jay loves, love. he thinks love is cruel yet sacred. jay might be the most knowledgeable on love, he knows pain and he knows love. his first love whom broke his heart allowed for jay to realize the value of love, and true love is something he strives to have even if it takes forty years to find it. to him love is serious, not something to be toyed with.
,, ❥ ꒰୨୧ ・ — jake (제이크)
“there is a difference between someone telling you they love you and them actually loving you”
like jay, love is not a game. jake is loyal, as loyal as a dog. the man’s best friend. jake wears his heart on his sleeve, love is not something to be taken lightly. he’s never been hurt but he’s always been told the important of love. he not only expressed his love through words but through actions as well. when he loves you; you’ll know, it’s something you’ll be able to feel.
,, ❥ ꒰୨୧ ・ — sunghoon (성훈)
“you might not have been my first love but you were the love that made all the others irrelevant”
sunghoon is a work of art, it was no doubt that he had people feening for him and lining up for him. however he never experienced a true love, and when he met you he was sure that it was that. you made everyone before you irrelevant to you, i guess you could say sunghoon’s whipped. he thought he had experienced love before but he realized that was quickly false the moment he asked you to be his.
,, ❥ ꒰୨୧ ・ — sunoo (선우)
“sometimes the apology never comes when it is wanted and when it comes it is neither wanted nor needed”
sunoo deals with a lot on his own; almost putting on a facade to make his feelings less impactful on him. however this was something his s/o taught him, an apology may be given but it must not always be accepted. sunoo is someone who appreciates apologies and honesty, although they come a little late it makes him feel much better knowing you’re there for him while he heals.
,, ❥ ꒰୨୧ ・ — ni-ki (니키)
“how can our love die if it’s written in these pages”
as the youngest member, he is the most naïve when it comes to love. the moment he feels he is in love he knows that is something he does not want to let go of. his first love; his first love is something he will hold onto forever as if they’re written pages in a diary. he never thought he would feel such strong feelings for someone until he found himself talking about you subconsciously and doodling you on the sides of his notebook whilst he studied.
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do not steal, copy, or repost on any websites. translations unavailable !
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femmeidiot · 1 month
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“like to get my big cock between them big boobs” but formatted like a rupi kaur poem
ur so right... like with a little doodle of big cock between big boobs I think
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frootbyethefoot · 9 months
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me pretending i don't care about roots of dread so the next dbd sale arrives faster
[ID: three digital doodles of haddie kaur from dead by daylight in her default outfit on one page. the first doodle shows a fullbody of haddie. she's standing still, and has one hand doing a peace sign, while the other rests on her hip. she is covered in blood, but looks pretty relaxed otherwise. the second doodle shows a bust of haddie in heavy blue/pink lighting. she is looking down towards something and looks happy, while she also seems to be questioning something or someone. there is a text bubble with a question mark next to her. the final doodle is another bust of haddie in a heavy red hue. her hands are covered in blood and she is looking down at them. she looks sad and uncomfortable. END ID/]
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3-heartstyle · 4 months
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One Piece OC: Dr. Jashan Kaur
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Occupation: a Germa 66 scientist, specialized in developing upgrades to the soldiers and the Vinsmoke siblings. (Biotechnology specifically)
Age: 25 years
Height: 5'7
Eye color: burnt orange
Hair: black, straight medium length
(they/them)
Backstory: Their home was one of the many East Blue islands Germa invaded and destroyed. The moment Germa invaded is when they lost their left arm and their father, who was their role model. As they grew older, Jashan studied and experimented with anything that they can get their hand on. They have a deep hatred for what Germa stands for and wants to take away everything Judge cares for.
Weapon: Since they're not much of a fighter (aka no haki) or have a devil fruit, they've given themselves a robotic arm.
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I'm not that great when it comes to designing cyber/robot stuff. The fingers have needles and compartments to inject their patients or enemies with whatever concoctions they created. For long range, it's a compressed fire charge that shoots out from the palm.
Silly doodle:
Story: They would have joined Germa after the Whole Cake Island arc. They've gotten news that Judge suffered a loss and has been humiliated by his black sheep son, Jashan would've taken the opportunity to present themselves as an asset to "reclaim glory".
In reality, they would create and give out in secret small doses of a suppressant they've created to the brothers. Keeping a close eye and taking hidden notes about any changes.
The brothers themselves would have their own interest/type of interactions with Jashan since it's someone their age and have to have one on one for check ups.
Yonji is the brother I picked to have a complete change before they get caught and have to run away. Whether or not I'll ship them or the other brothers will be a later problem. It'll be kinda funny if I make it into an unwanted harem.
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berlinbisque · 1 year
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Proud Reject (Part 1)
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I’m literally blind my eyesight has deteriorated further everything’s blurry the day starts in bed & ends like that too no sunlight no connection with the outside world no one to talk to just my phone and my thoughts & loads of tears… that’s how everyday begins and ends. Its not self imposed, this happens when you are isolated by people. I can’t type but I wanted to write this… I love this mini story or script more than my next book even though the book’s more interesting but out of personal choice I like the story which I’ll be sharing tomorrow more than that, it’s not on any professional level it’s just something I would’ve discussed with a friend and laughed ie. if I had friends, something started that particular “topic” and I couldn’t help wondering… what if?
My heart was in my mouth again cuz I received a reel on FB which had his friend Aditya (he was either pretending to be him in 2016 or he himself inspite of being engaged was interested idk) they were dancing like most tv ppl and I got another panic attack… my mother was already torturing me, I woke up with high fever I still have fever headache it’s been there since a week I’m getting wheezing due to continuous crying and I realised that he wants someone famous to make such videos too. Someone rich and famous like that. Even in abroad there’s no pressure, over there all those celebs (who are are much more popular) even the ones in their early 20s when they make videos that too just one or two out of fad, they film it on their cheap phones they don’t care about the blurry quality they are not trying to sell it, they just don’t care about all that and those who are of my age (still nowhere close to Aditya, he was older than Harsh also) some of them, even if they have all those pics that I personally like (with their boyfriends - trekking or at the lake, casual everyday candid shots) they still find it hard to cope with social media and they eventually take a break from it, had they been in my position they too would’ve ended up like this out of all that pressure. I can’t keep up with your life. Few things that I’ll like to share before starting with my story, A - the sketches I’m sorry if he was hurt. I had not made them, my book wasn’t like Rupi Kaur’s either it never had those intimate doodles. I think my mother stalks me (I don’t want to write about her publicly but I have to share all this please don’t judge me by her) and she has taken advantage of a lot of things and also challengingly said “Did anyone come to help you? Everyone hates you and no one pays attention no one cares, everyone wants you to die and you will die alone like this” she has also told me a lot of hurtful things related to that guy, taking advantage of that as well and and the problem is (my hands are cold n numb lifeless rn) I can’t convey my feelings directly through some app or something so I have to rely on these public posts NO MAILS he ain’t some God or Celebrity (being a celebrity means being celebrated not deprecated) I’m not some groupie or teenager to mail my fav celebrity crush and he doesn’t belong to any boy band. What’s in it for me? Will I be rescued from my mother or helped with my health issues which started DUE TO HIM? Or is he just gonna sit there reading my mail, getting happy with all the validation after which he’ll ignore it. Am I that? Hahaha I’m not into human worship. We are more focused on our lives… especially those like me in my position. She has told me several times that I’m a “sl-u-tt” for being in LOVE or for falling in love. She also came up with the forcer tag even thought it was torturous for me and I kept crying and saying STOP stop stop cuz for us as girls rape or force is worse than murder, I never wanted him to marry me just to take responsibility for his actions I never wanted to punish him with myself and I always respected him and I’ll continue to do so I’m not his fans to write cheap comments like I saw in that dancing video (they were writing about his shirt). That tacky shirt made the whole video even more disturbing, and I didn’t see the entire thing I was in the middle of a panic attack, I just saw one shot then I died. After that I vomited, my pressure was falling rapidly and I kept crying for days cuz you know what right… (25th Oct) anyway I never shared this (one more reason/aspect) like that Chote Pandit tells Ruhaan or Ruh Baba “Aap par aise chichore kapde jajte nahi hai” I was like aah that is what they call it… anyway haha but I don’t want anyone who is being an “eye candy” for other females on television, they come and hit on him in comments that too cheap comments. Yes everyone’s doing it but that’s why we are so depressed and you are anyway not with me I don’t even get a fraction of your day or time.
My mother used that word force several times (she has said other unimaginable offending things too) cuz I was crying and it was triggering me, she said it because I wanted him to say something (but we weren’t even discussing that) for talking or communication cuz I just wanted his OCD to break. It started within 24 hours and not how you might think we met on 2nd Oct then 2 years later 2nd April and I know that we all feel jaded to text sometimes or keep the conversation going, we might not feel enthusiastic anymore after that initial excitement or whatever but it wasn’t like that, if it would’ve been that I wouldn’t have even taken so much stress. We’ve all done that at some point in our lives, internet makes us lethargic, we also get addicted to more exploration or finding new people to talk to… we feel like we can do better or take our time to choose whoever’s the most ideal for us, but his case was totally different.
At some point we would all respond or say something maybe after a week or even after getting let’s say - reconnected after losing contact or reaching a temporary impasse. We wouldn’t hold on to any grudge or some kind of a “promise” he swore never to talk to me, there was nothing to be mad about, he just decided that we will never have any direct contact his parents also said “We don’t want to keep any talukaat (contact) particularly with your daughter” he kept liking my pics BUT not replying to any of the texts (when he started liking my photos religiously I texted him on FB messenger because I thought maybe my texts weren’t getting through and I wasn’t receiving his due to some glitch but he READ those FB texts and still didn’t respond) and even after that he was liking the pics then when I told him “Are u feeling sorry for me, why do you keep liking the photos, is it the BB pin what you wanted, I even gave you a reason that too it was all funny and I gave it the very same night as soon as I woke up in the middle of it I gave it” he removed me from the list after that. I am getting wheezing I can’t get overwhelmed I had shared the exact thing which I told him when he was asking for my pin (long ago) I can’t keep reiterating everything everywhere. He then kept blocking and ignoring my real account but speaking to the fake ID
The coincidences and those premonitions in my dreams had already started which made me more curious about his behaviour so I tried talking to him but that fake ID like I said was for my school friend who was also stalking me with her fake ID. And I would not see his stories or anything, I was playing her Snapchat story but his was queued so it started playing by default where I saw that training session. When I tried speaking to him using my real acc… he not only blocked me AS SOON AS HE HEARD MY NAME (like I said he wanted no “direct” contact between me and him) he also made his account private. He made me feel like a stalker, I had already started getting panic attacks and I had stopped watching TV it has been off since then (2015 Sept) I tried moving on in Aug itself but I told you what happened over and over again, same old story repeated heartbreaks… cuz they only wanted girls like me as a call girl and according to them only pageant winners or models, fair and rich or extremely famous girls even those with notoriety (nothing worth all that attention) who were out of their league were all meant for dating. I never fell in that category. Eventually they ended up with actual call girls. I have seen their pics and I’ve seen some in real life too. All those other girls whom they were chasing would treat them like “fans” karma. Not only actors everyone these days does that and then girls of my level (caliber) get married to roadside romeos and illiterate creeps/pervs cuz all those men also want someone out of their league and they prey on us… this is a common problem in India. Anyway like I said I just wanted to see if he still remembered me by the end of that year and if he still hated me (for no reason) I had not added him to view his stories but he blocked me and made everything private. I’m twitching it affects me subconsciously now… my mother also makes me feel like this after years of (weird) coincidences which were linked to him and all that insensitivity (the story escalated he never made peace his behaviour only got worse along with all that humiliating ignorance) since she called me a “sl-tt” for falling in love with him I eventually ended up telling her that her marriage was literally arranged it wasn’t a love marriage but yet she got prégnant so many times so was that out of love or lust? I never wanted to get on such terms with her but she would keep torturing me (she had thrashed me ruthlessly even after getting fibromyalgia several times cuz I have no one in this world to support me or tell her anything) she has in fact told me a lot of harmful and offending things (out of gloating) “Dekho kuch aur kabhi koi nahi mila iss aurat ko yeh akeli hi reh gayi” and laughed (I was 25) I’ve been getting addressed as aurat or woman ever since I was 12. I was told I should’ve drowned during 26th July floods and never returned from school I would sit on the stairs with my heavy bag famished and parched everyday after coming home for 2-3 hours cuz my mother would not leave keys for me, and then get tortured at home for another one hour, I would keep telling myself one day someone will come and all this would end but I ended up being bed ridden because of whoever came and it continued for many more years to come, all my youth and adulthood.
I was never a likeable girl whom you could fall in love with, I never had those superficial attributes (white complexion, money, fame etc. they would only try to treat us like call girls that’s why I’m a lip virgin) . When I said about love and arranged marriages she said she had every right cuz she was legally married and I’m a forcer rapist (for wanting to know the reason behind his sudden silence and that absurd behaviour) she keeps saying or blurting these things out because of unrequited love cuz no one likes or wants me, it’s perceived as a social stigma in India. Cuz there’s nothing from the opposite side not even care or basic concern as a Co-human literally how can someone be so insensitive? She says all that derisively, again out of gloating and competition just to pull me down as another female. Today things were worse even though I had wheezing and I’m still getting it + fever and headache. I’m gonna cut it short now I’ve written a lot…
So coming back to the OCD or whatever part where he had made a rule that there would be no direct contact - he would either speak to my fake ID or use his own friend’s ID but one of us had to be someone else. Go through this link: https://www.lilacnights.com/post/surprise The other day I murmuring in my sleep I was so disoriented I kept saying “Aditya came with his gf Aditi… God knows for what, Harsh was also 10 kms away Aditya had said he would go to some bakery in Kandivali for evening snacks Kandivali is where they would reside he was at his house even though he would always be 6 kms away which is Malad” then I said to myself “No wake up it’s Tanvi not Aditi obviously”
I had told you, the Devil or angels all these entities in fact can probably read our minds and you know when I was browsing certain quotes it’s as if they were talking to me… one of them reflected exactly what I was thinking a few days back - Since I had seen his house in 2015-16 I knew he wasn’t rich and like I said he wasn’t even that big on Instagram or FB no blue tick and 2500-3000 followers with 250 likes, from his (natural) pics I thought he wasn’t that good looking or fair (it’s just that he wasn’t very photogenic) and so I fell in love with him but then some tarot reader told me (I had to rely on all that cuz he was not saying anything) that he was reluctant cuz he thought I was like a gold digger so I started cutting down all my expenses worked on several articles for my blogs back then, I was 20 but I was trying to be as understanding as possible… I started buying things on Sale literally if you’ve noticed for 100s-1000 all these years because of my panic attacks I never saw him after 2016 Feb and I thought maybe that is what he wanted there was anyway no hope from the others, and I had coincidences or signs here so I thought I’ll do this and then I realised it was all futile, all the selflessness and altruism it just wasn’t worth it. I even wrote a letter and clarified/acknowledged that it could be one sided while also sharing my feelings for him cuz I thought he would also cut down on his expenses because his brother was jobless like mine. That’s why I hate today’s generation they ruin everyone’s life along with their’s but I’m from Gen Z I’m actually younger than his younger brother it’s just that they are always like that, they have no pressure or expectations. I poured lots of love in that letter for this part but he hated me and then he had that stage show with her which broke my heart and I never gave it and my mother also was about to hit me again cuz she secretly read that (it had nothing which could’ve made her that livid or furious not even like a proper I love you or anything) she just said “Stop trying to look great or good” I saw the Devil’s numbers so I’m guessing it was him you had read my mind when I was telling myself that it was all wrong, I shouldn’t have ever tried being ideal for someone like that when he was already well off or rich or good looking he never needed love like me that’s why he never even understood anything, I don’t know why his house looked like that or if like ppl say Gujjus actually hide money but it was all deceptive, he was already too good he never needed love he was in a way better position. I kept saying I should’ve enjoyed and loved my life instead of getting bed ridden and cutting down everything, living on that bare minimum stuff c’mon… he showed a quote which had the exact same emotions and it was talking about all this too.
Then there were more quotes again with my thoughts but with answers this time - As a piece of advice *clears throat* the Devil’s like “Times change, we change, our choices change too… maybe you should just live out your dreams now” the background images everything all the signs suggested/reminded me of the rest of the stuff, let’s say he wants some tv actress to make those stupid immature dance reels (remember what had happened last time right? Two of them in their 40s made a misogynistic video where he was liye talk throwing her around and getting abusive and for some reason that was supposed to be funny and then that guy that “actor” he actually slammed her head against the wall in real life cuz he was having an affair) the fortune telling app said he wants someone “talented” to make those reels and earn money ummm seriously? You are going to hold auditions and another Swayamvar for this? You actually need talent for such stupid ass videos? Really? 😂🤣🤣🤣 He reminded me of my dreams (ironically the Devil not him) and he’s right here so if he is “rejecting” me for these reels like overage teenagers then even I will say - I want some NRI who stays abroad and who will take me away from all this (I gave examples of so many famous celebrities from MY age group all these ppl making videos are older, those celebs they don’t do all this and even if they do it cuz it’s a fad now it’s shot on blurry pixelated quality for fun not money and some of them they take all those cute casual pics and use Instagram like a digital album like some of our Indian Bollywood celebs and that’s it, they don’t turn this into a career that too most of it is just for attention) so yeah he’s right if he’s rejecting me for that especially after I’ve become conscious I don’t even look good so yeah I’m not suitable for the camera I have become agoraphobic I haven’t left my room since 2017 I’ve become bed ridden and he is still thinking selfishly about his own life then I also want a rescuer an actual hero who will take me abroad because why is he even staying India? Just got fame right? You hardly get anything here, we needed something for our living room and bathroom some important fixtures and even there there’s literally no choice or even proper functionality. If you see the state of our roads or the air quality outside you’ll literally feel like shifting there… it’s getting worse day by day, we hardly get any quality product here, prices are getting hiked and unlike abroad there are no alternatives, I keep getting cheap ads from “homegrown businesses” in India who are busy making Sx toys, the land of superficial Kama sutra and Chappis or pervs what else do you expect? Indians don’t need beautiful cosy homes or designer spaces (that too in a budget) or other things such as good quality food or air or any kind of consumption like that cuz they are only good at fcking and having kids. Our population shows that there are literally no brains here… my head is paining.
My mother would never believe or support me when I would say I’m always about to face molestation in the school bus cuz I’m my stop was last and I would be the only girl left everyday I would force myself to somehow keep away my head wud keep banging against the window cuz I would get drowsy, they (driver and cleaner) didn’t even spare a KG toddler, I eventually took things into my own hand and the cleaner’s frustration was evident that day and when I grew up I saw smother school bus’s driver ogling me (when I was a teenager) in my car, I immediately looked behind to see if they were being accompanied by a teacher cuz that was a new rule but the teacher was sitting obliviously completely ignorant to that in her own sweet world… (Jamnabai Bus) another toddler’s case came on tv that year where they parents had paid 10k for her picnic where she was raped and the teacher kept threatening and manipulating and raping her repeatedly he was a sad case my hands are again I’ve cold I had to mention all that this is one more reason why I don’t want kids anymore and this country it’s unlivable. I can’t stay here. All my school friends are married to NRIs, and I don’t want to stay here either… in fact considering my thoughts and everything I should’ve been the first to move. All my school friends would think I was from there… Someone had even told me that I was too sophisticated to be here when it saw my old website (I don’t have it now) he was surprised it was made in India. We asked about the bathroom hardware btw, I just received a response and as guessed they’ve shifted everything to exports inspite being an Indian brand, all the good stuff is reserved for Dubai and other places… people who don’t deserve to be there (cheap bimbos) have already shifted, for me I just fell short of the mark because of my looks ur complexion I don’t know what to blame. Look at these beautiful velvety chenille cushions with all those intricate designs (traditional + Aztec) I have studied all this on my own… you don’t get this stuff in India btw, we get nothing here.
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I somehow got those items, it’s me Zara after all I can’t keep something ugly or bad in that bathroom, there has to be congruity like everything else I’m always in sync with the universe. We felt like thieves though to buy things made in Rajasthan as if it was all smuggled. In India girls develop a defence mechanism from an early age, it might sound like really dreary and lascivious if I’ll keep bringing up this topic but in this particular article I feel like I’ll have to discuss it not explicitly but I’ll have to make you understand why as girls or more precisely as ineligible (darker toned females who don’t have a rich father to buy a bridegroom for her, who won’t be able to afford any dowry you might think times have changed BUT I literally heard someone in my own family shouting and saying “My best friend’s girl has several hotels at her name her father is a business tycoon and look at me I can’t woo anyone like that, where am I? Uske gf ke baap ki itni saari hotelein hai dekho and wht about me?” He doesn’t even want to get married. That same gf was so weird she had a deviant personality she locked him from outside while they were on a trip God knows for what reason and kept him under lock and key. He woke up locked in that room.
We deal with lecherous men from the age of 10-11 and all these educated men who are supposed to take care of us are feeding us to the wolves I wanted someone of my caliber to talk to who would understand my thoughts, who would’ve able to keep up with me and my conversations someone who himself is fathomable and not some illiterate incoherent cheap vulgar man like that creep from Bhopal YET I WAS FORCED to talk to him, they left me with no choice until I blocked him and he kept coming and harassing me, he was a perv and you know his story. Is that not FORCE? In fact it’s all UNFAIR it’s the other way round… I have dealt with married creepy ugly men touching me by taking advantage of the crowd on school trips - we feel molested and exploited we feel like killing ourselves, and when a girl gets rejected for no reason she didn’t even like got chance to probably get liked for her personality or other things (we put make more efforts than all those good looking fair rich girls hoping we’ll get chosen by someone or the other) but at the end we get rejected not only for love or CARE, (every girl’s fav word) but also for emotional, financial and physical security, we are deprived of that too. We can’t depend on our old parents when we are surrounded by so many pervs who are getting further encouraged by INTERNET. Now all the pseudo feminists will be like - “You can’t learn Judo Karate (some of us have certain illnesses and unfortunately the ones triggered by stress are skyrocketing amongst girls that too chronic destabilising ones like Lupus (systematic disorder) Fibromyalgia, Hashimoto’s syndrome, Neurasthénia which I got after fibro due to cov & 5th Mar stress ) They will say “You can’t learn kick boxing? Karate? Pork chop? Use pepper spray…?” At the risk of what? Incurring their wrath & getting acid thrown at our face? “You can’t ask for a raise?” They sometimes pay more to men cuz they are the sole bread winners in some families and at times single girls and boys BOTH are given a smaller paycheck. There are places where they do add more zeroes for men but even after bringing up that topic things haven’t changed for us… next “Why can’t you work during your pregnancy why take a maternity leave? You are a woman we are strong invincible we don’t need that, how old fashioned? Why take an epidural? Why Caesarean? Why can’t you juggle work life and kids both? Why have children? Too primitive? Why can’t you have kids? Too ambitious? (Well there are several other reasons) Why be a homemaker? Why become a working girl? Be modern we don’t work 9 to 5… Why can’t you just party, booze and smoke and then grow your own weed, sell it & become an entrepreneur… like a female Pablo Picasso… why can’t you? Is it only for men?” All these pseudo feminists will immediately ask these things, the moment you talk about being deprived of emotional, physical or financial security which is like the need of the hour right now for females they’ll start asking such nonsensical questions that you’ll feel like pulling a trigger in your mouth instead of answering them. But what I meant to say is that is what rejection is for us. We have no hope left and our future becomes uncertain and scary. Speaking of wanting to move somewhere abroad… I would’ve probably stayed back if I had someone here, you stay for people you love… I have no one to keep me here, they actually all want me to die they are waiting for that. No one cares about my life or me…
Considering everything that I had to hear… (my head is paining so please ignore all the errors/typos) and how people have behaved with me especially him and my mother, I don’t want that forcer chaser tag anymore so if you are ready to accept me only then you can approach or if you want be friends then I’m also cool with that but don’t be fickle like him, if you are not sure then either stay away or be honest… if you don’t want me but still want to be around and if you are okay with risking your integrity although I’m very good at keeping secrets then we can have a half open marriage like I had suggested earlier. I had written all this long ago…
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Girls like me who are considered “untalkable” can only dream of a platonic relationship… in my dreams sometimes I have someone by my side holding my hand when I feel like I’m dying during those convulsions or tremors and violent jerking/twitching throughout my body, I get wheezing too and even my heart muscles go through that; having said that in real life it involves romantic feelings minus intimacy and it’s unimaginable to think that someone would like us, we can use the other house mates alternative which again considering how he has made me… ugly and all and how much my mother hates having me around, I feel it would be difficult for someone to put up with me in the same environment, she keeps praying for my death cuz she “cannot stand me” (just like the guy I loved the most) and ego would want to hang around? I always wanted to be with him, watch TV, shop together, put my arm around his neck, talk, do fun things like sharing those interesting or unbelievable bizarre stories (well I have a lot now) build our home, decorate it and spend our life together, now that life is gone along with 8-10 years of my youth, I could never be with him. When they create characters like us on screen they show us like psychos, one sided forcers, they do cover these things like watching tv or preparing breakfast but we are still shown as some creep who is forcing someone to be around & craving for their presence, fighting for their time and attention. They depict us like those psychos and we end up feeling more scared 😱 hence we never talk about this. Speaking of mutualism, well maximum of these stories start off as not only mutual but also with loads of attention from the opposite side, they lure you and then humiliate. Also, who would want to watch TV with me? I can crack jokes and make you laugh if you want to be House Mates, you won’t get bored and if you aren’t like my mother then you’ll even get used to my appearance and it won’t bother you after some time. Platonic is where you can watch movies or tv together, as house mates we can use the living area as a common room apart from that we will have our own space where we can stay separately, My head is paining a lot and I have a lot of fever so I’m gonna continue the funny story tomorrow…
Gn Zara Sauleh
Coincidences - www.lilacnights.com/post/stupid-cupid
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My Dream Life 👇🏻
Just so you know… this is My Dream Life. This is what I want, a warm cosy home, sunsets by the lake, Amsterdam canals & rivers, round windows, quaint little shops, egrets & ducks, some puppies, warm amber lights, 90s vibes, freshly baked viennoiseries 🥐 and love + a little bit of tranquility. Credit for videos - | utrechtalive | & | elbgestoeber | (couldn’t tag cuz I’ve seen some bloggers asking ppl to take down their videos so didn’t want to tag them I have added their usernames)
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eurydicesmuse · 11 days
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I remember when I first met Addie and I thought she seemed so cool and chill (she didn’t seem like the rest of the white girls in the college of theology) and I was like wow I really wanna be friends with her and then I would look over to her notes during class and she’d be doodling little Rupi kaur-esque memes. Like I remember he drawing a loaf or something and it being like
I was the warmest
Loaf
But he
Was not hungry
And I busted out laughing internally. I’m so glad I had a class with her once a semester every year I was at GCU
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delhinewsinenglish · 2 months
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Google Doodle salutes Indian democracy
As India’s much-awaited 2024 Lok Sabha elections’ first phase unfolded on Friday, Google’s iconic Doodle joined the country’s democratic journey by featuring the iconic ink mark on the index finger, a hallmark of Indian democracy. A click on the Google Doodle takes users, from across the globe, to witness the monumental scale of India’s vibrant democratic process being held in the seven phases from April 19 to June 1..
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In the first phase on Friday a total of 102 constituencies in 21 States have gone to vote, including five constituencies from Assam.  Phase 2 of the polls will be held next week on April 26, and 89 constituencies in 13 States will be voting, including five Assam constituencies.
Social media platforms were already buzzing with excitement as netizens shared the Doodle online and expressed their thoughts on this significant moment.  @RT_India_news posted on X, “Google Doodle Salutes Indian Elections —Democracy’s Biggest Dance. Friday’s illustration depicts a hand with the index finger marked with ink, symbolising the start of the world’s largest elections in which nearly one billion people are eligible to vote. “The first phase of India’s 2024 Lok Sabha elections is currently underway, with significant participation across multiple regions,” it posted.
Stella Paul with @stellasglobe handle termed Google’s move as “pretty cool” while one @virgojyoti02 found the move exciting “Let the festival of democracy begin!!! Google doodle”.  Naveen Athresh, having X handle @naveenathresh said, “Google Doodle with our Indian elections voting to push people to vote. A nice touch.”
Pritansu Priyadarsini Biswal from Bhubaneswar in  Odisha too was excited at Google’s innovative idea saying that, as citizens across the country exercise their right to vote, Google Doodle stands as a virtual companion, reminding us of the significance of our collective journey towards a more inclusive and democratic society.”
Dr Jagdish Kaur, founder of the WILGA, an NGO engaged in the empowerment of women, shared that, “Through this Doodle, Google aims to educate people about the importance of voting and to highlight the significance of democracy. This also shows how our democracy has become stronger every passing year.”
“I think the vibrancy of any democracy lies in the power of an individual vote which decides the future of any powerful country like ours. It is a welcoming move by Google which is presently the only country with 1.4 strong population to create awareness about elections,” Dr Rahul Bhargava, a bone marrow transplant specialist and haematologist at Fortis Hospital, Gurgaon echoed similar sentiments.
 For Sanjay Ojha, Corporate Communication head at the ACME Group, it was “ like a significant moment for India. The Google Doodle seems like a thoughtful way to commemorate the start of such an important event. It’s great to hear about the high level of participation in the elections. The democratic process is a vital aspect of any nation’s governance.”
A senior official from the Delhi Election Office informed that the classic symbol of Indian polls will be visible everywhere - a left hand with only its index finger extended, marked by a purple-black indelible ink.  Devised as a method to prevent a person from casting more than one vote, to preserve the principle of “one man, one vote”, the ink manufactured by Mysore Paints and Varnish Ltd,  a Karnataka Government Undertaking has been used in Indian elections for decades. The ink manufactured in India has also traveled to other parts of the world to be used in other elections.
Source Link : Google Doodle salutes Indian democracy
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brittleburdenedbones · 2 months
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brittle's progress!
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regarding music tastes:
kpop: bts shifted from my ult!main grp to second bias
stray kids became my ult group
both these events happen around the end of 2021, beginning of 2022
r&b: SZA is on repeat on my playlist, indie takes a backseat!
also indie tastes shifts from girl in red to king princess
some other artists i'm a fan of: hozier, phoebe bridgers, a little of mitski (a pearl will always be one of my favs), countless others aah
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regarding hobbies:
lost interest in reading :(
mainly into fanfics but that also has decreased by a lot
lost interest in fantasy, but gravitated towards horror, mystery
cursed bunny!!! - wishing to find more stories like that
realized the over-hype abt rupi kaur's tasteless poetry
stopped painting, stuck to doodling and occasional sketches
stopped singing (regretting that and i hope i'll get to this soon)
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regarding animals:
love of cats began and consumed my mind and soul
also came across lots of cats near my house
got to pet them >.<
eventually got over the dislike/fear of dogs and became neutral towards them
like y'all can be cute but i prefer cats lol
that's the end of the list so far!!
origin of post: 6-4-2024
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cyberthot666 · 10 months
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okay I’m thinking I may do a “visual diary” because that’s more my style. I can’t just pick one. so like poetry on one page and a little doodle on the other. kinda like rupi kaur style…. but better lmfao. and then maybe photos I’ve taken of nature scenery and a little description of how I was feeling / where I was at in that point of my life. but idk how the photos would come out…. and I’m still not sure the technicalities of getting your work uploaded into the actual book format. I’ll have to figure that out.
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Rupi Kaur (poet) - 1952
I like her Punjabi related poetry as it’s an inspiration of my typography and text side of design. I also like how she works with her simple line drawings and its a statement drawing not some doodle on the side, these line drawings relate and inspire my generation.
I would include her because she's an empowering Punjabi Sikh women which is what I aspire to be like with my designs.
She is from the 1950′s.
The themes she created in her work is love, hurt, trauma, healing and migration.
I can honour her with the colour white as she's kept her work very minimal and it also shows peace and that's how she made a change with her poets.
The food that I'll serve in honour of rupi would be the traditional gol gappe as the starters or tandoori chicken to show her roots.
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The Weeknd (singer) - 1990
I like how he uses escapism in his music, he creates a certain character for his albums and sticks to it. I also love this artist as he's helped me in real life situation as I relate to his music as for a female he helps us to grasp and embrace our masculine side.
I want to include him as I love how even though his music is so dark an expressive, in real life he's known to be a very shy man and a man who stays true to his values.
He is from the 1990's.
The themes of his creative work are heartbreak, escapism, loneliness, self loathing, regret.
I could honour the Weeknd with the use of red or his "XO" symbol that he's known for around the world, but to showcase it at the dinner could be red within the chair decorations, roses to represent his music and how it's about love failing on him as real roses eventually die.
This event would be at midnight to 2-3 in the morning.
The food I would serve in honour of The Weeknd would be there classic Ethiopian meat stews.
He would definitely get on with rupee kaur as they are both children of immigrants.
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Paula Scher (graphic designer) - 1948
I love how Paula's designs are the complete opposite to the designers I've picked so far, they are bright in colour and more on the funk side but also they relate to Bob Gills work as her work although it's serious in her pieces she uses puns.
I want to include her as I feel like her work ties all my chosen designers together with her photography based images and the way she uses her for, "Russian constructivism."
She is from the 1940s.
The themes of her work are very abstract/modernism.
I could honour her at the dinner by the use of bright colours or even being set in an art gallery/museum for her typography and image use.
The food I would honour for her would also be American food just as with Bob Gill.
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Bob Gill (graphic designer) - 1931 - 2021
I love how Bob Gill has left such a mark on graphic design, "forget all the rules you ever learned about graphic design, even the one in the books. Forget how good design is meant to look, what you think is good design is what others see."
I like how Bob Gills work uses puns in his work and how were taught to be very strict with our designs, he explores the fun side to it and makes look like fancy humour in a way. I've always loved simple yet so peculiarity type of design pieces.
He is from the the 1930s.
The themes of his work are sorrow and guilt.
I could honour Bob Gill with having any writing included to be in his creative styles to show original ways to have it done.
Buffalo wings is the food I'll have in honour for Bob to show his American side to the dinner.
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golbrocklovely · 11 months
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not trying to be shady but did anyone read mlp poetry book? Is it good? I’ve read her instagram captions before her poetry is not that bad for an instagram caption but i don’t know if it’s good enough in a book?
i saw ss from her fans and… i'll just say i didn't like any i saw lol
a lot of it, if not literally all of it, was just free verse. and while there is nothing wrong with that type of poetry, that's the type i write in, it just came across as lazy and definitely not proof read or drafted by anyone other than herself.
and look, you want to self publish some work, by all means do so. but don't then charge like $16+ for it.
there's also little doodles thru out the book, like rupi kaur's work and idk how i feel about it.
also maybe it's my assumption but it felt like there were a ton of poems just about colby, from the small few i saw.
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