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#orange is the new black collage
simpingforthemm · 8 months
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" when I call the shots you call me mommy "
mommy issues - cloudy june
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dedheaders · 1 year
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Salvou? Curte ou compartilhe
Credit's twitter @Daraoelho
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limited2000s · 2 months
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schistcity · 8 months
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SICK of the same old same old prestige tv show intros we need to go back to the era of 00s-10s tv with banging opening songs bc true blood didn't serve absolute cunt for seven years for netflix original #829's opening theme to simply fail to rehash game of thrones again and again
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travelingthief · 8 months
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Lord Apollo Devotional Post
Divination
Tarot/Oracle decks
Pendulums
Rune stones
Charm casting supplies
Crystal balls
Scrying bowls
All divination tools
Cookie fortunes
Tea leaves
Art
Paint brushes/paints
Canvases
Colored pencils/markers/crayons
Collages
Journals
Art books
Art prints
Anything you made
Sculptures 
Zines
Stickers
Any art supplies
Music
Music boxes
Records/CDs/Cassettes
Record players/radios/MP3 etc.
Headphones
Music posters
Band merch
Instruments/String instruments
Dance shoes
Concert tickets
CD book holders
Sun and Light
Sun imagery
Sunscreen
Aloe for sunburns
Golden objects
Matches
Candles
Sunflowers/sunflower seeds
Health and Healing
First aid kits
Medicine
Pain relievers
Band-aids
Ice/heat packs
Rice socks 
Masks
Aloe
Ambulance toy cars
Adaptive aids
Archery 
Darts
Bow and arrows
Arrow quiver
Dart board
Targets 
Bullseye 
Myth Related
Snake skins
Snake imagery (Python)
Laurels
Bay leaves (Daphne)
Palm trees (Birth myth)
Ravens/Crows 
Crow feathers (Why the crow is black)
Cattle/turtles (Hermes birth myth)
Swans (Pulled His chariot)
Hyacinths (Hyacinthus)
Locks of hair 
Food
Vanilla
Honey
Sunny D
Lemons/lemon juice
Oranges/orange juice
Citrus
Water
Devotional Acts
Health
Take your meds
Go to therapy
Exercise
Wear a mask (We are still in a pandemic y’all)
Get vaccinated
Get STI tested
Self care
Learn first aid/CPR
Keep a first aid kit at home/in your car
Learn about alternative medicine
Advocate for accessible healthcare
Advocate for disability rights
Volunteer at a hospital
Give blood/plasma
Volunteer at a retirement home
Learn about anatomy/biology/nutrition
Learn about health conditions/rare disorders
Eat healthy for your body
Help fund surgeries if you can
Trip sit for someone
Listen to your body
Sunlight
Sunbathe
Wear sunscreen
Start a garden
Make sun water
Open all the windows on a sunny day
Music
Go to a concert/show
Listen to music
Make a playlist for someone you love
Make a playlist for Apollo
Learn an instrument/play and instrument
Dance
Sing
Support local bands
Explore new music
Burn CDs
Divination/Prophecy
Daily tarot card/rune stones
Make an oracle deck
Give divination readings
Shadow work
Colormancy
Art
Make something
Draw/paint/craft
Write a poem/story
Color
Make a zine
Go see a play
Get a tattoo
Archery
Throw darts
Use a slingshot
Take up archery
Go to a shooting range
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cascade05 · 8 months
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Guys Deserve Flowers Too
Saw this post and it got me thinking…
Imagine see a handful of flowers that remind you of Katsuki. Imagine what they are but I was thinking of, well, Imma just collage it cause I don’t know how familiar with flowers y’all are…
On second thought, the picture is giant so I’ll put it…. so where else, maybe…
Anyway, you see these flowers and the kinda look like explosions and the flower lady tells you they (Dahlias) are stubborn flowers and they’re tough to kill so it literally is Bakugo Katsuki/Pro Hero Dynamight and now you HAVE to get them. So you do and you get a few others you think will look good.
Carnations last a long time when they’re cut, not withering as fast as other flowers.
Lantanas are cute little bundles of petals and the orange and red ones are so purty…
Course, you want some green in the bright conglomeration of bursting colors so you go with some leather leaf fern cause they’re big and refreshing.
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You leave the shop with two bags of flowers and you’re beaming about them. The excitement kinda plateaus when you get home and realize you don’t have a vase big enough. You’re shocked by that fact because Katsuki’s bough GIANT bouquets for you before. You look everywhere and cannot find a vase.
Then you see one of the decorative jar things—ya know what I mean, right? It was black clay and you never understood why people would get something like that and just eat it sit unused. It just collected dust on a shelf full of other things that collected dust so it’s existence was an annoyance to you but Mitsuki bought it as a housewarming gift so…
Anyway, you used that. It was about time it pulled its own weight anyway, even if your husband would think you’re an idiot for using a decorative like that as a vase. You would argue that vases were a type of decorative and they were meant to be used but that didn’t matter.
What matters is you and the amazing bouquet just finished. Yaaasss! It’s beautiful, no doubt, because it made with l o v e. A fact you will rub in your snooty husband’s gorgeous face if he dares to make fun of you because that’s who we are, right?! Right.
He comes come and you greet him from her spot on the couch. He kisses your head as he walks by, mumbling a greeting of his own before he hops in the shower. You continue reading or doing whatever it is you like to do.
At some point in life, he notices the giant bouquet on the kitchen island and he stops. He didn’t buy those. The man narrows his eyes in thought, mentally going through all the important dates before deciding it wasn’t an important day today. Unless something happened that he didn’t know about. The man decided to probe.
“You got flowers,” he grumbled stupidly.
“Uh-huh,” you hummed absentmindedly, not giving him anything.
“Look nice.”
“Thanks.”
You looked at his back, giggling silently to yourself before looking blankly at your book when he turned around. You could see the confused look on his face out of the corner of you eye and it took everything you had not to burst into laughter.
“You get ‘em from that shop by the bakery?”
“No. They’re from a new place that opened up—by where the farmers market is. It’s a cute little shop.”
He stares silently at you before looking back at the flowers then back at you. You could hear the frustration on his face. He would cave in eventually. Bakugo Katsuki hated admitting he didn’t know something important and if he forgot an important date then it was worse. He wouldn’t ask, but, well, he couldn’t think of a single special occasion that happened today. So, he had to ask.
“Any reason for ‘em?”
You hummed softly, kicking your foot up and down before turning a page. You weren’t really reading but, well…“For you.”
Did he really forget something? But you didn’t usually buy him flowers except on his birthday and, even then, it was always simple and never this large. “Why?” he asked.
“Cause I kinda like you, that’s why.”
He made a face and you laughed at it, getting up from the couch to cup his pouty cheeks. He gently grabbed your hips, tugging you a little close as you look up at him with a soft smile. “They reminded me of you, that’s all,” you say, smiling growing when his ears turn a soft pink.
He doesn’t understand that sort of thing—how flowers could remind you of him. You know he doesn’t, so you explain it. As you speak, your hands move and your arms end up resting on his shoulders as you fiddle with your fingers behind his head. You feel like a schoolgirl with a big fat crush when he wraps his arms around you and gently sways, his red eyes lighting up the more you talk. It embarrassing and you feel like you’re on fire, but you wouldn’t mind burning if it was for him. Not like he’d let you burn. It makes you nervous and shy but you explain it anyway because he’s worth being shy for.
You tell him how stubborn he is and how resilient. How determined and strong he is.
You tell him how his touch lingers on your mind endlessly, how you live for the way you can feel him—can see him in the world around you even when he’s not there.
He snorts softly when you tell him how beautiful he is—how pretty his eyes are—and you puff out your cheek in response, pouting at his lack of faith. You ask him if he doesn’t trust you or if he never looks in the mirror and he mumbles that he trusts you more than anyone else in the world. So you tell him again, that he’s the most gorgeous person you’ve ever met. That the small moments you share with him make you fell close to bursting because you love him so much and you know he loves you too.
You tell him you love how he fits against you—how you fit against him. How safe you feel in his large arms and how protected you feel just by seeing him. You tell him that, after a long day, all you need is one hug and you feel so refreshed and loved.
It mushy and soft and lovey-dovey but you tell him all that anyway. You’re too embarrassed to look at him and he must share the same sentiment cause he buries his face in the crook of your neck, planting a few small kisses by your shoulder. You shyly press your face into your other shoulder, biting your bottom lip as your cheeks burn.
“Do you like them?” you whisper softly, gently fiddling with his hair.
He doesn’t respond, not for awhile. He seeks refuge in your arms—in the safety of your love and you let him. You’re more than happy to. Eventually he mumbles against you. You can’t hear him. You don’t really need to. You know what he said—what he meant. It makes you smile, makes you press his head further into you as you wrap an arm around his shoulder and hug him close. It’s the same feeling driving Katsuki to press his palm against your back and press you even further into himself. His other hand fiddles with your belt loop while he rests his chin on your shoulder.
“You’re an idiot,” he finally says and you snort.
“Whatever, dummy.”
“I should be buying you flowers, dumbass” he mumbles.
You know how grateful he is and you know that he treasures everything you said. You know he only said what he did because he thinks he has to work to deserve you and you know that, even if you told him no. It was you who was undeserving, he would never believe you.
He appreciates your words, you know he does, but he’s an actions kind of man and everything will always mean more to him if he sees your love. You know he sees it which is why he’s so shy all of a sudden. You’re feeling a bit coy yourself and bite your bottom lip, puffing out your cheeks as you do and you can feel the tips of your ears tingling.
“Yeah, well, guys deserve flowers too,” you breathe, “idiot.”
He snorts softly, kicking your shin lightly. “Idiot,” he parrots and you burry your smile in his hair.
It wasn’t until later in the week when Bakugo noticed the black paint on the substitute vase was running off due to the water and, well, you both had a great time trying to find that exact clay decorative in the store. It was a bonding experience, you told him. He called you an idiot but that was no surprise.
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bee-the-loser · 2 months
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₊ ⊹☼ #FAD6A5 Orange ☼⊹ ₊ ──────────────────── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ─────────────────── ₊ ₊ ⊹☼ Pairing: Heeseung x reader ₊ ⊹☼ Synopsis: Your professor asks you to create a new selection of paintings based off what colours mean to you and how they are represented in your view. The first colour: orange ₊ ⊹☼ Genre: College au, soulmate au, artist reader, colourblind reader ₊ ⊹☼ Word count: 992 ₊ ⊹☼ Warnings: Small mention of hook-ups ₊ ⊹☼ A/N: Okay first proper chapter, working my way slowly into it ₊ ⊹☼ Previous ☼⊹ ₊ ₊ ⊹☼ Masterlist ☼⊹ ₊ ₊ ⊹☼ Next ☼⊹ ₊ ──────────────────── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ───────────────────
University was becoming more stressful with each project piling up creating what felt like a never ending list. You had been working on your most recent art piece, a collage which depicted smaller sketches from throughout your week now delicately inked onto canvas. The black dripping down and staining the path in its wake, creating strong themes of connection and bonds. It was one of your favourite works so far and you were pleased that your seat mate, Sunoo, seemed to agree with that fact as he had become incredibly interested in watching the way you left strokes with your brush.
Maybe, that’s why it felt even more shocking for your professor to ask you to stay after class finished, so he could give you some extra feedback.
“While I can see you’re a very talented artist y/n, you’re too linear and set in your ways. I want to see the passion and emotion flourish. Showcase your feelings and life onto the canvas and make something unique. I want to see you succeed and you can’t keep going forward like this. You know what though, I’ll set you an extra task, starting next week, I want you to create a small painting collection depicting individual colours and what they mean to you.”
“But Miss, I can’t-”
“I’m very much aware of your circumstances, however, that is why I feel this task is even more important. Yes, you don’t view the world the same way as everyone else. So what? I see how your classmates depict colours every day through the clothes they wear, the paints they use, the make-up they display. Hell, your seatmate Mr Kim has bright pink hair as way to express himself, but you don’t. I think that’s what makes it even more important to show how things appear to you. I’ll be waiting.”
After returning back to your dorm and greeting the roommates, you hadn’t been able to stop thinking about it all. Sitting in front of your canvas didn’t seem to help as you had no idea where to start or even the tools to do. You had never bothered with colours in the past, so why start now? However, Miss Kang was leaving no room for argument, expecting to see the results in the near future.
That room started to feel suffocating and you just needed to be some place else, so as the light outside began to dim you made the trek up the stairs to the rooftop, where you sat down on the lone bench facing the rest of the city. You weren’t sure how long you had been up there when the door slammed open and a slightly tipsy boy stumbled out and plonked himself down next to you.
“Hi”, he said with this blinding and slightly wonky smile on his face.
You mumbled a “hi” back before facing back towards the cityscape where the sun had begone to set behind the buildings and bustling roads. You knew if you focused on his face for too long you would want to sketch it, he was that type of pretty and you couldn’t help sneaking a few peaks back as he rested his eyes for a moment.
You knew who he was, being a friend of Sunoo’s, as the two shared a lunch table often with their 5 other friends, all of who had managed to cause some sort of stir in the times they had been here.
Lee Heeseung.
He was a good guy from what the rumours said, although an unfortunate track records of hook ups alongside his fellow friends in their 3rd year. Maybe that’s why you decided to ask, because you were both so different in personality. Him being confident, courageous and just overall unafraid of being himself and what attention he may receive as a result, while you shied away and tried to fade into the background as much as possible. So with the previous conversation with your teacher on your mind, you asked him “what do the colours express to you?”
You didn’t really expect him to answer so let it hang in the air before turning back to the view.
He seemed to startle at the question like he hadn’t been expecting you to talk to him honestly, and took a moment to collect himself before pausing to think. Unexpectedly enough he did answer you though.
“I guess that depends on which one your talking about, take this sunset though. The soft orange that dominates the skies suggest to me an idea of adventures to come. That the day is coming to a close and the night will soon take over allowing both those that slumber and those that stay awake to each take refuge in the privacy of the night. It can be the warmth that comforts you in moments like these when you want to wrap up in bundles of sweaters and coats to go out with friends or the roar of a fire burning in your ears as you become pissed off.” He seemed to take a minute to breathe there after sharing before attempting to play it all off like a joke, “or you know an orange?”
It was only a few minutes at most, but it felt like something had shifted between the two of you, like you had seen something he wasn’t ready to share yet. You didn’t even know if he knew your name, yet a moment now tied you two together; both equally unsure and contemplating how to move further forwards.
In the end, you decided it best to leave him alone with his thoughts, retreating back down to your dorm, and once more staring at the blank canvas in front of you. This time though, the sparks of an ember were there and you painted long into the night before settling down to sleep as the sun rose and a vivid orange for new beginnings set the scene.
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searihart · 3 months
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Hello!! I've been working out a new phone case design and realized I've been picturing making a collage like the ones you posted (I have some milgram and miku stickers I want to make look nice under a clear case). I was just wondering if you had any tips on making them, they're so beautiful! ✨️
I- woah- thank you, that was so sweet (⁠´⁠;⁠ω⁠;⁠`⁠)
Tips... I'm not sure if I can really give tips, it has been a bunch of trial and error, of seeing what I like and what I don't, but I'll give you what I've learnt, and walk you through my process!
For example, the orange one is cute, but to me it felt like it had too much white, the same happened with the yellow one, I tried to fill both backgrounds with little doodles, the orange with black pen didn't convince me, and the yellow with marker, which made it look better and that became my go to
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The next problem I faced was wanting to use everything I had, making it looked cluttered. From here I also learnt that I don't want everything filled and having a bit of background show and irregular edges does wonders for the final thing (but that depends on where you are doing it tho, since yours is a phone case, it'd probably look good if you slightly go past the edges and cut away the excess)
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I also found appealing using many different shapes and tones! While some things are on top of others, layering them (like the Luigi, he is above everything except the "important" tag) gives them a nice vibe.
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Also, sometimes less is more! This are some of the most simple pages I have, but I love how they look. They make the main focus of something stand out, and applied the irregular edges with little doodles on the background. And even so, in here I did use the full post it's, but since they aren't all lined up, it still gives off that asymmetrical look!
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And lastly, I always plan it out! I first get out all the materials I think I will use or fit the theme I'm going for, I usually get more than I'm going to use, and then start to lay them out one by one. Usually the biggest that will work as background first and then start to see where I'll put the little ones. moving slightly, checking if changing the angle will look better, putting parts of a same piece above and under others, tweaking little by little. Once I arrive at something I like, I take a picture and take it apart to then start working on it.
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Another thing is playing with the textures! On that last one one post it has flowers washi tape and the other one doesn't and is all crumbled up! And making little handmade parts like the doodles, marker background, the EKG on Shidou's, or the stars on the second to last, all that gives it a unique vibe, a little extra sparkle, at least for me
I'm not sure if this is of any help, I'm sorry heh, but this are the things I've learnt that worked for me! I hope they work for you as well!
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rydenwrites · 8 months
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WELCOME TO LITCHFIELD!
Made this little collage to show parts of the inside of Litchfield prison and some of the characters from the show Orange is the New Black, which is what inspired 'Blood must have blood'.
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“Alright, Baby Blues,” Nichols said, meaning you. “What you do to land yourself in here? What, was there a shoplifting incident gone wrong or something?” she chuckled.
You looked down nervously, clearing your throat several times over in hopes of finding the words.
“We-well, um, no. I-I-I, there-there was an incident. With my brother. Stepbrother!” You were quick to add. “Kind of, a…um, self-defense situation gone… wrong.”
You kept your eyes down on your food instead of meeting their eyes, letting them work it all out themselves. When you finally did dare sneak a peek, Nichols was watching you intently.
“I don’t get it,” Morello pointed out, still chewing her food.
Nichols made quick work of spelling it out for everyone.
“She killed her brother.”
Morello stopped chewing, releasing a weak ‘oh’. The nun drew a deep breath once realization hit her.
“Stepbrother,” you corrected. “It was an accident.”
Nichols laughed like your addition had been redundant.
“Oh, I’m sure it was, kid! I-I mean, look at you. He’d have to be the tiniest thing in the world for you to up and murder the guy,” she chuckled, the others joining in, all in jest. “He wasn’t, was he?” she asked worriedly. “’Cause if he was, I’m gonna look like the biggest douchbag ever, ya know.”
You forced a tug of your cheeks, grateful to have it be light-hearted more than anything.
“No, no, he wasn’t,” you said. “He was… a guard actually.”
Morello pointed at you with her plastic fork.
“Wait, you don’t mean Millers, do you?”
You froze at the mere mention of his name, let alone in a place where no one should know it.
“Who?” Yoga asked.
“Oh, yeah,” Nicky said. “That Millers guy, remember? Short blonde hair, tattoos here and there, black spiral earing. Real sadistic fuck. Not like Pornstache, but you know. Not really a prodigy either.” Nichols looked at you worriedly, chewing on the end of her fork, her food long gone. “You didn’t know he worked here?”
You just shook your head and whispered a ‘no’.
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fastwiemagie · 2 months
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Slice of life
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My home decor style is definitely maximalism.
I've recently bought some new home goods (pic 1) and was very happy about it. I've swapped the basket with a smaller basket that holds knit vests and gilets. Need to find a new home/purpose for the old basket (was too small & overflowing) but one step at a time!
I've finally hung up the cute pottery witch I've got for my birthday last year from a friend. It's really adorable!
Also put up those gold sun decorations. They're just pretty and that's all they need to be!
And I've put the big bag basket I've bought myself for my birthday last summer up in that shelf. It's a real basket chilling spot now!
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Picture 1: A big round whicker basket in a light sandy colour sits on a bed. It's filled with some home goods, like a white linen sheet and gold sun decorations made from metal.
The bed is very colourful. You can see a peak of off- white curtains with leaves and flowers and birds on them. The bed covering is a cheery yellow. Some off- white linen with yellow and orange flowers is folded next to the basket. You can see blue pillows, and blue and gold banting and a golden wall mandala in the background.
Picture 2: A wide view of a corner of the room, a white shelf with decorative white metal brackets can be seen, from which hangs a green ceramic witch. There's another floating shelf with a silver candelabra on top and an amber-coloured glass dish. Purple flowers and curious cats on a picture round off the corner view.
Picture 3: The wall next to the corner view from pic 2, it's a white wall decorated with a skinny white floating shelf, with a blue pottery dish on top, a framed paper collage with green writing and butterflies and a ceramic vase with flowers painted on it, filled with purple and magenta coloured flowers. A line of wallhooks featuring cats (made from metal) hangs above the shelf, with white feathery earrings & ear jewelry hanging of it. There is a canvas picture of an open Japanese umbrella underneath, with black spines and herons painted on the surface. The warm sand & orange colours of the umbrella are giving sun vibes!
A whole swarm of blue, white and yellow butterflies are flying around the golden metallic sun-like wall decorations. On the bottom you can see two wall hooks in the form of antique keys: one a brown-black metallic colour and one white-washed. To the right is another rack with hooks, in the shape of an ornamental golden-white key (previously pink, painted gold by me) .
Picture 4: A close-up of a cute ceramic witch hanging from another shelf with decorative ornamental white shelf brackets. She's hanging in front of a silver candelabra (without candles) and an amber coloured glass-dish. It's like a cup with a domed lid kind of. In front of the candelabra and glass dish is a big purple flower.
Picture 5: A high shelf with decorative ornamental white shelf brackets holding up the shelf. On the shelf is a big light-coloured wicker basket that has a long cream-coloured woven strap so you can carry around like a bag. A yellow round basket with a lid is stacked on top of a bigger red round basket with a lid. You can see two cupcake hooks at the bottom of the picture.
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simpingforthemm · 8 months
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right person, not enough time
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degenderates · 9 months
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ok fuck it. ranking covers of a home at the end of the world by michael cunningham because guys some of these covers slap and some of them are the ugliest shit i've ever seen. this is the kind of post i would have used to make back in my tiktok days but there's no way im opening that app by my own will again. so mutuals read this post.
last place/ugliest cover first.
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the stock photo. literally what is going on here. the font is practically unreadable and makes no sense. the image itself looks like someone pulled it right off shutterstock. its giving my middle school vsco account. why are there three women on the front? the story is primarily about two guys and one girl. i mean there is a second female pov but she's not part of the polycule. font is clean but ugly. bye.
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the movie poster one. i have so much beef with this cover, even as a movie poster. they literally took three screenshots of the movie and overlayed them into a weird collage type thingy. why is colin farrell standing like that?? why is the character jonathan in the back?? it's giving disney channel. it's giving early 00s--in a bad way. no rights at all. 🍅🍅🍅
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the perks of being a wallflower one. i guess there was a craze for late 90s books to have typewriter font in the middle of a minimalistic cover?? i hate minimalistic, abstract covers. you could choose to tell us something about the book but no. here is an orange circle and a black circle. okay.
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the modern cover (i assume). i like the watercolor and how it's not too busy but there's still a discernable image (unlike a CERTAIN cover i just discussed...🙄). the font kind of fucks up the whole thing though. it doesn't match the vibes of the book at all. it's very new-adult-romance and just feels off. because yeah technically the book is about new adults and their relationship drama but it's not this...cute.
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the uk cover (?). the quality of this image sucks but i literally could only find it on abebooks.co.uk so. it's not bad, just really busy. the font has a shadow so it can be readable but that makes it feel even more cluttered. i like how the angel statue makes an appearance, but all the colors and how bright it is just makes it feel like a little too much.
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the color burned one. honestly while i like the vibes i'm not quite sure who this lady is supposed to be. that looks like a wing so she's probably the white angel statue, but she looks too human. and angels aren't different colors like that. i like how this is simple and black, very classy. but ultimately it doesn't really make a lot of sense.
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the grey one. this is simple, but nice. it's dark but with light shining behind the house--a nice balance of hardships but also hope, which fits the story. there's a swingset, which makes sense given the story is about growing up, in a sense. and there might have been a swingset at the actual house in the book. can't remember. the font is clean. a little sci-fi/futuristic for my taste but that's alright i guess. this is the cover i have. i guess i should be lucky it's not one of the previous ones but i really wish i had the next one...
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the first edition. look it's classy. it's gothic. the angel is there. the sky looks like it could be ohio or nyc. there's powerlines. the font is stylish but not over the top. it's not too bright. it's slaying. one of my favorite things about this cover is how it emphasizes the angel, because the book itself was written around michael cunningham's seminal short story "white angel" which i have talked about a lot on this blog. it also is in a similar pose to the actual angel statue it was based on, the black angel of iowa city (shown below). i'm a fan. i wish i had this cover soooo bad<333
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overall thoughts: most of these covers are kind of shitty lol. this book deserves better</3 if one of y'all live in the US, dont care much about covers, and want a free copy of this book i'll send my copy (the grey cover) to you for free just so i can buy the top ranked one on ebay lol. anyways if u got to the end and found this at all entertaining, tell me so. this was fun to do except when tumblr deleted the whole thing and i had to remake the entire post!!! lol!!!! and y'all should read this book because it's very good and very messy queer and i adore it deeply. <3
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zaidepersonal · 1 month
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Tag people you want to get to know better!
- Tagged by: wasn’t tagged, I just yoinked & adjusted this cause it sounded fun and I’m tired of being too cowardly to tag people. :)
- Last song: “Superstar” by Beach House (it’s gorgeous pls listen)
- Currently watching: Dungeon Meshi!!
- Favorite color: been rly liking yellow lately
- Last food: chicken nuggets & fries
- Your accent: southern usamerican
- Last movie: Godzilla: Minus One (SO GOOD)
- Pets: two cats! an orange girl named pigeon and a black fluffy boy named duck. :)
- Hidden skill: writing! I’m shy but my teachers were insanely good and I had to be the Best Student or I’d die lol
- Hidden hobby: making mini collage zines! they are goofy and fun.
- Hidden interest: environmental history!
- Three nice things that happened recently: Saw a possum, sat & talked with a prev teacher for an hour, and had a fun day in town with my gf. :)
- Something you’re looking forward to: mother mother concert this summer!!!!!!
- Currently working on: finishing my move-in with my girlfriend! <3 and getting my cats fully comfy with the new space & roommates. :)
- Tagging: @harleyzedmona @lightbucky @lucesdulces @mybisexualwife @lotrificationer @grim-lief @ssamdee aaand anyone else who wants to play along <3
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isawken · 6 months
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haha heyyyyy jesties
this year has been rough stuff. and the problem is nothing life shattering has happened so i don’t even get to have a spectacular mental breakdown. it’s just been a lot of grind and disappointment and struggle to keep up or have any energy to do anything other than the bare minimum. to everyone who reached out to me with love or kindness or memes and waited weeks or more for a response i love you. and i’m so sorry for my total absence of personhood. i’ve never gotten a dm even if it’s just a silly post and an “i thought of you” that i didn’t like. and your patience with me is appreciated more than you know.
i have some stuff i want to work on. some hobbies i want to pick up again. some friendships i want to recultivate. some pieces of my life i want to try to rekindle. i used to have so much creative energy and impulse. did you know i used to make zines? i fuckin loved making zines. the tactile experience of cutting up thick paper and punching holes and using thread to bind em and filling it with vague thoughts and little collages and splashes of acrylic paint. that shit ruled. about a month ago i tried making one for the first time in years. i cut up some old paper and dusted off the ol' hole punch. this time instead of my usual embroidery thread i used necklace chain to bind it. i was proud of that idea. when it came time to put stuff in it i choked. i had no creative thought. i forced myself to cover the first page with orange and yellow crayola markers. but that was it. i had nothing other than that. just hasty sloppy color thoughtlessly and restlessly thrown down. a dull background promised to a more interesting foreground that never came.
that shit did not rule.
in 1883 in pecos texas the first recorded rodeo takes place. in 2001 rob smets attends the PBR world finals in jeans and a sports jersey bearing sponsor logos. in 1780 joseph grimaldi makes his stage debut at 2 years old at london’s famed drury lane. in the many, many years before any white person ever laid eyes on it, a man in what you’d now call northern arizona paints his body in black and white stripes and puts corn husks in his hair. in 1557 ivan the terrible acts as pallbearer to a man who walked naked in the streets of moscow, even in the dead of winter. 1568 the gelosi acting company coalesces in italy to perform the hot new style of live improv entertainment. in 2017 the ringling bro’s circus performs its last show, 146 years after the titular brothers first formed it. all of these moments (and more!) live in my head rolling around like marbles and one day i’ll tell you all why.
i’ve been on mood stabilizers for so long it’s hard for me to tell if this has just been a really long depressive swing or if this is just how i am now. if this is just what getting older is like. i don’t really think it is. i am like 90% sure this will not last. but the two questions that follow are always 1. how do i get out of it, and 2. what if it is tho xD?
i recently went down to southeastern ohio to visit my family. went up the mountain at 1 am saturday night to help my gramma grab the 8 year old boy she’s been helping to take care of from his strung out mother. the next day i saw my various other relations, aunts and cousins however many times removed. i hung out with my second cousin. same age as me, with two twin girls, 4 years old. she’s a great mom. and enjoys it, too. got a decent husband with a good job. obviously i don’t know her struggles. not like we talk often. but she seemed overall pleased when she spoke about her life. i told her about my work from home job and my loving partner of 8 years and my plans for the future. she told me i was living the dream. and like. i kind of am. so why do i wake up every morning in various states of hangover (it's the mental illness)
i live in one of the cloudiest cities in these united states. my house is about 500 square feet. it’s dark at 5pm now. i already miss the sun. i want to get sunburned again. i want to be sweaty. i want to put talcum powder in my skort. i want to get through this winter without having to rub snow on my face to stave off more serious impulses. i want to check the 5 items off my to do list.
all of my want is like a song stuck in my head.
i miss that stickbug meme
i should dress up like a clown again
maybe tomorrow i’ll just lay under my weighted blanket for 5 hours
or maybe i’ll actually do something i like to do and feel good and real and human about it. who knows. only time will tell. and in the meantime. thanks if you read this <3
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xxbranch-dressingxx · 6 months
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My name is Geoff/ Geoffery, im 28 years old FTM and use he/it pronouns (mostly he, fine with either.)
I am polyamorous, bisexual, and single (Ladies, gents, nonbinary folk)
My favorite colors are orange, red, black, and dark grey. I'm a Libra. I have Tummy Issues TM And I LOVE doing meta and media analysis, almost as a hobby, so some of my posts get a bit long.
For a short list of things I like and may cycle through reblogging:
Our Flag Means Death
The Magnus Archives
Crochet
The Sims 4
DND
Dropout Tv/ Collage humor
I'm not GREAT at tagging reblogs, this includes spoilers, all my original posts are tagged tho. The main tags i'm using at this time are (i'll add to this over time):
#geoff leaks for personal posts
#Noxious Gas for rants/vents. Please don't reblog.
#stizzy real is for all my OFMD Stede/ Izzy posts and reblogs
Some things to note before interacting with my posts (if you care) or sending asks:
I am, and always will be, a Steadyhands truther, an Izzy-enjoyer, and a Stede enthusiast. I am a bit more critical of Ed due to personal reasons that have nothing to do with him as a character, but I do enjoy him.
I am queer and live in the south. I think these are very important things to know about me, personally, because I AM a bit of a redneck and may not have the most refined or "correct" takes abt certain aspects of the Queer community. Nothing hateful, I'm still learning. As we all are all the time.
My Ask Box IS OPEN please send me asks I Love them so fucking much.
Please! Add to my posts! Confess your sins in my tags! I love it!
420 friendly babeee. (on a detox rn due to some medical issues)
Alcoholism is a sore subject for me, as are discussions of abuse and abandonment by parental figures. I'm open to discussion of these things and fine with it being brought up in a joking or light manner, but I may start sounding Alcohol critical and thats not a personal attack and please don't take it as one!
Also going on some new ADHD/anxiety meds so i may be a bit all over the place. I'm not sure yet.
I write Fic!
My AO3 Username is Gaspipe_Geoff!!!
Check it out for all my completed fics and one shots/ abandoned (emotionally) wips. Mostly Steadyhands and CjIzzy stuff but I branch out from time to time.
My Ongoing Fics are:
Dog Whistle (Pay attention to tags): Steadyhands fic where Izzy and Stede dip their toes in pet play while Izzy works out his post reunion feelings abt Ed (written pre-season2.) (9/? Chapters)
Babysteps: Steadyhands fluff with some minor hurt comfort, modern AU where Izzy and Ed have been roommates for almost 20 years and get stuck in a platonic relationship where they act as each others' partners without ever discussing the possibility of being more. Izzy has a rocky past relationship with Jack that leads to Izzy as a "single" parent Coparenting his and Jack's baby with Ed while Ed starts a relationship with Stede. (5/?? Chapters)
Cat's In The Cradle: CjIzzy, Izzy Leaves the revenge after Captain Hornigold shows up to team up with Ed due to discovering the last time he and jack saw each other he caught a bad case of pregnancy. Jim Goes with him and they meet up with Pete to try and hunt Stede and the others down as well. (7/8 Chapters, on a bit of a hiatus)
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sotogalmo · 10 months
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oomfie do u have designs in mind for anyone from OHHELL au im still thinking abt them (especially mari and sunny twirls hair) 👀
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Jdhdjhdhdhdhdh 💕💕💕💕💕 ,,,, giggles cutely and hand flaps
Sunny's design for me tbh has been soososooso hard for me tbh. I want him in a ripped long skirt, but my guy would totally not dress like that at all(unless new personality, but kinda highly doubt that since mofo would rlly want to stay with "normal" stuff to him).
So tbh, he gives the feeling of a suit kinda fella?? Maybe wears contacts, and if so he wears sea green/yellow contacts. But that's kinda if he wants to try that. Dyes a lil part of his hair as an impulsive choice(color could be red/orange/yellow). Sunny follows dress code, so whatever they have in school he wears it most of the time. Maybe adds a tie or a bowtie(mostly a tie). For his lil gig of spray painting, he wears a kitsune mask that also kinda looks like LONG SNOUT from BLACKSPACE, but also he wears common masks like black masks(maybe medical masks, but he stays away from those since the day Kel dies he was sick and that just reminds him of that time he was very weak and did nothing to save Kel). His clothes for the lil gig, is smth like sukeban, but tbh he just wears his house clothes(if that's what ppl call them sometimes); a jacket, a tank top, shorts, and very long socks. Sunny's hair,, he kinda lets it grow out so he can get a ponytail. But he cuts it off when it gets too itchy and long for him.
Mari and Aubrey do dye their hair together, but only have a fade. Mari also seems like she'll follow dress code. So whatever collage she has, she'll wear whatever they give her most of her time/almost all of the day. Maybe also puts her hair in a braid,, she looks very pretty with a braid,,,, so not all that different, but still different as when she returns home she'll only practice her piano to forget ig?? And also, also. She still bakes! She has a lil part time job at the bakery(so does Sunny, but different shifts. Sunny takes night, while Mari takes day ig??? They wanna make their parents very proud of them, so they focus on studies). Mari's hair is a bit shorter tho,, yea
Aubrey and Basil, the lil cuties,,,, . Aubrey's mom still goes down hill, so basically she gets adopted by Polly(💕). Basil and Aubrey are muscle buddies too,, I just love that idea. They are basically still the same as when they were kids but a lot more mature and older. Basil kinda also joined in dyeing his hair tbh(all of them with dyed hair is kinda nice to me tbh and funny). Maybe a teal color,,, who knows. Smth that goes well with pink, and that's green as well so shrugs.
Aubrey has a more cleaner style of clothes, but still very messy tbh. Oh yeah!! She kinda went with painting as a hobby, or smth like a job! She likes paint.
Basil still gardens, as I think that just makes him,, him yk?? But he does help out on taking care of the town; the littering, trashing, etc. He takes care of that!
Hero is the most disheveled thing ever. Staying inside of his room, only getting out to use the bathroom and eat and do big brother stuff since Sally also plays a big role here! So he basically has long hair, but not too long. His parents take care of him and Sally, and he just- shrugs. Yk?? He stays in his pajamas, until he takes a shower and changes clothes. But he mainly wears home clothes,, some are kinda big on him now, since he's a bit skinny n stuff(still tall tho!). Whenever cooking, mofo tries to burn himself(I thought of this when having the moral orel ep of "numb" in my head n tbh,, he seems like a blorberta to me in all honesty). Trash panda he is
(in HEADSPACE everyone has music inspired stuff on them; Mari is classical, Aubrey and Kel are both hyper/hip-hop, Sunny and Basil kinda give this mysterious kinda horror stuff like Kikuo songs, Vi(stand in of OMORI here) has that LoFi jazz theme to him. They are also based on some foods, that they like/are shown the most with; Mari with bananas and cookies(like a sundae or smth, she has that vibe to her that not many ppl would tbh like but she is sweet like a cookie! And cookies have different types of flavors, etc etc), Sunny with onigiri and apples(he wears a hat in Headspace that has that apple vibe to him and the onigiri is on how simple he kinda is?), Kel with oranges(simple), Basil with carrots and tomatoes(that one scene in Basil's rw fight got me thinking tbh,, and carrots are good for your eye sight! Tomatoes just cuz they are natural in salads and you can grow them!), Aubrey with eggplants and burgers(family life and house wise,, she would really like fast food stuff, and bout that thing of her grilled eggplants too). Music is important to Hero as seen in OMORI, but also he did wanted to be a chef right?? So why not add food??)
Everything is cold, without Kel.
Everything lost it's aura, when He pushed Kel.
Everyone is not happy. Everyone used to be.
Not anymore. Kel is gone. His smile.
His hugs, his recklessness.
Everything about him is gone.
What a horrible older brother, he is.
Don't you agree?
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