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@nightly-reflections
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agender aroace (TRIPE A BATTERY BABY) | pronouns? you decide
https://nightlyreflections.carrd.co
Hello fellow Earth-dweller, you can call me Nightly 🌌! Yes, that's an adverb, but to be honest, I don't really care what you call me as long as it isn't offensive or malicious.
@nightly-writings-102 is my writing account :D.
Age: Young adult :>
Interests: Writing, reading, drawing, story-focused games, yapping, music, graphic design (in uni for this), ballet, F1 (but only occasionally u know?)
Fandoms: Reverse:1999 (that's it 😭) (Lolirock and Ever After High too ig but I haven't seen them in a long while)
Reading Taste: Fantasy (usually not with romance tho), Historical Fiction and/or Romance, Classics, Mystery (only recently got into this)
Music Taste: Kpop (stan ifeye, MW:MEU, and Irisé guys), pop, indie rock, whatever I feel like tbh
Writing Taste: Fantasy 🪄 (and barely anything else lmao)
I can take writing and art requests! Details below 👇
Writing Requests:
Here's the number one rule above all else: You have to have a clear and specific idea. It's a writing request, after all, not a commission. So I can't do something that's too general in scope, like "[media name] but in [country name] and [something else]".
Here's a good example of a request I'd accept:
"Hissabeth and X from Reverse:1999 meeting in a coffee shop".
Brief, but I already have specific characters and a specific setting. You get the gist? Great! The following are more specific rules:
Can:
1. Write fanfiction of any fandom, so long as it has a well-updated wiki and you're willing to yap to me about it. Since you're requesting fanfic about it, I'm assuming you're more than willing to do the latter ;).
(This is primarily because the only fandom I'm super interested in right now is Reverse:1999, but I'm always up to listen to people ramble about fandoms they're a part of.)
2. Write about an original story or original character/s from you. Again, as long as you're willing to yap about it, or you have a document ready :D.
3. If it's a gen fic, I'm doubly more willing write it—there aren't enough of those :]!
Cannot:
1. Write anything NSFW.
2. Intense violence, gore, just anything too traumatic.
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Art Requests:
Can:
1. Fanart (includes ships)
2. OCs (please provide a reference sheet ^^!)
3. Yumeships
Cannot:
1. NSFW, gore, intense violence, p*dophilia, inc*st, etc.
2. Furries, mecha, and old people (outside of my skillset 💔)
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I prefer a collaborative process :>, so I will ask a lot of questions. Lastly, don't be rude. I think we already know what happen to people who aren't.
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He was admitted to the hospital today, and his condition is critical. We are terrified and running out of time. We cannot afford the treatment and medication he needs every day. Without it, his life is in real danger. I’m begging you please, don’t ignore this. Help us in any way you can.
Even a small contribution or sharing this post could save his life.
Please… we truly need you right now. 🙏💔 :::
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OC by @kathrine-khoward-05ismerp, taken from the Drawing your OCs community. I went through an emotional rollercoaster drawing this thing, including post prod, but 5 hours of work is 5 hours of work and I can't let the 5-minutes-ago version of myself down by not posting it soooo et voilà 🫴
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I am so scared for my little sister right now… I feel like I am losing her in front of my eyes.
If she does not receive the treatment she urgently needs today, I may lose her forever. This is what the doctor warned us.
After her surgery, her wound became a severe infection, then turned into pus, and now it has reached the bone. Every minute of delay could cause permanent damage that cannot be reversed.
The donations are not just help — they are her only chance right now. They will go directly toward urgent tests, scans, and treatment needed to save her life.
I am begging you… please do not let me lose my sister while she can still be saved. Donate now and share her story.
Describe the same location twice: once from the perspective of someone who loves it and once from someone who hates it.
(prompt from @daily-prompts)
I decided to flip the order around because I thought it would be funnier that way. This is just a little exercise, wrote this basically in one sitting sooo expect dodgy quality. Featuring my OCs Nieven and Saige.
NIEVEN
His mother was being sycophantic, but that was to be expected. Nieven watched as the same woman who barked orders like a helmsman at home simper and laugh (tinkeringly, of course) before one of the Naephene. The old man inclined his head every so often in their lofty way, but Nieven could tell from the constant shifting of his robes that he couldn't wait to get away from her.
He didn't know whether to sigh, snort, or punch the wall. The last was the most appealing; they'd throw him out and he'd be rid of this gods damned courtroom. But then his mother would suffer a bout of hysterics and embarass herself even more, so, Nieven kept his hands in his trousers.
His few friends had had the foresight to manufacture excuses and were nowhere in sight. Instead, they were probably in a comfortable cafe right now enjoying themselves. Not stuck trying to catch a breath of air in a room that was somehow melting him alive in the middle of winter.
There had to be at least a hundred people in there. It was miraculous how House Beigwyn routinely convinced lords and ladies to voluntarily torture themselves in these cramped halls. The constant flash of the crystal furniture threatened to burn one's eyes, the shrill laughter threatened to pierce one's ears, and the perfume from every single body practically held a knife to your nose. Once again, House Beigwyn proved the timeless lesson that social clout was everything.
Nieven tried not to glare at the second young lady who approached him with fluttering eyelashes. It probably wasn't even her own choice. Giving her a quick, polite smile, he excused himself for the washroom and scurried away. Ten to one, Nieven guessed she wouldn't even suffer a lecture, for only the truly desperate bothered to send their female relatives his way. The most common reaction thrown in his direction were contemptuous glances and thrust up chins. Of course, that is if they bothered to acknowledge him at all.
The only saving graces of the famous House Beigwyn parties were two things: the music and the food. The former because the family's craft was musical instruments and the latter was because the Head reportedly had a love for the culinary arts. Nieven could attest. You saw Sylvar Beigwyn before you heard him.
He hummed to the cheery string melody as he neared the tables laden with all manner of delicacies and desserts. This was how one retained one's sanity in these parties. Eating held the smell of perfume bay and with a full mouth, how could one be expected to titter and tattle? Nieven helped himself to a few, while mentally sending pleas to gods to bless the Beigwyn cooks.
SAIGE
Saige wondered if she'd shake all her jewelry off if she continued trembling with joy. Mightn't one, if they were in heaven?
The crystal decor flung kaleidoscopes everywhere, the music swelled like birds taking flight, the press of bodies ensured no one was cold, and the merry laughter couldn't stop eliciting a grin from Saige's face.
Yes, she was in heaven.
She swayed and hummed while watching the dancers glide across the floor, smiles on all of them. Her mother knew best, of course, by keeping a strict dance card but, oh, could she not dance earlier? If Father were there, he would be teasing her by now, then relent to her impatience by allowing a gentleman to invite her onto the floor.
Her mother's firm voice cut through her thoughts. "Do stop fidgeting, child. It is unseemly."
Saige smiled apologetically and stilled. "Of course, mother".
With her regal expression, voluminous green gown, and the intricate way her hair was done up tonight, Saige wouldn't be surprised she were mistaken at a glance for a Naephene. She was always such when they attended a House Breigwyn gathering. Though her mother never divulged her reasons, Saige guessed it had something to do with how the Breigwyns were a well-established musical House, and how their own clan of Rivras crafted woodwind instruments and yet were regarded, for lack of a better word, as upstarts. Saige imagined her mother shivering at the word, as she always did when she heard it.
But Saige determined she wouldn't remain still—if she couldn't dance, she would walk. Informing her mother of this desire and taking her quiet cousin Clanire's arm, she began weaving through the crowds.
Colors all throughout the spectrum shimmered and winked at her as she passed people by in their formal finery.
"Cousin, does this not remind you of a field of flowers?" she wistfully asked Clarine.
Clarine gave her a ginger smile. "Certainly, down to the smell."
You heard it here folks. Having a bad day? Take a rainy, muddy walk. I love the progression of "UGH MY DAY RUINED AND THE WORLD IS HOPELESS" to "nvm, hope still exists, let's look to the future".
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I notice alot of my followers on here skipping these posts just to mess with my lgbt ones, suspiciously the white popular ones.
Heres a not so friendly reminder, as an lgbt metis person, i dont give a single fuck what your blog is themed or if this is too painful for you to look at. Reblog this post. Reblog this post with the sources of the 751 children who were found.
Your compliance and silence as well as the compliance and silence of your ancestors is what allowed these schools to open and kill first nations children. The children of MY people.
Dont follow me if you cant reblog this post or the one with sources to your political blog or your most popular blog. Add trigger warnings if you must but if your political blog is only focused on the harms you personally face like being lgbt then you need to see some bigger pictures and stop being afraid of angering your racist mutural or actually saying some shit about racism. If you can reblog some antifa graphics or add blm to your bio to be a surface level ally, you can reblog some sources on the genocide first nations people faced and still face today.
I’d like to add this photo I took last night in Victoria of the statue of Captain Cook. Though I myself am not indigenous, I 100% agree that these murderers, kidnappers and rapists shouldn’t have huge statues and plaques that decorate them and say how “great” they were.
Here’s another photo of the legislative assembly from yesterday. Later on there were more items, candles and signs at the memorial, as well as a big poster with 1505 painted on it but I didn’t get a picture
People need to see this. Not just quickly glance at the photos and keep on scrolling. They need to see this.
I had seen the first picture of the church, but not the second.
I went to a “Cancel Canada Day” event and burst into tears - not because I was surprised to learn of the unmarked graves (survivors told us they were there. Our government pushed it aside, and we let them), but because seeing all the people gathered in mourning drove it home: They. Were. Children.
This is my country’s legacy - and it’s not history. The last schools closed during my lifetime. My Father went to school with students who lived at the local residential school, after it was changed to a boarding house (read: holding centre) for indigenous youth who went to local schools.
They were all children, injured, abused, and killed in my country’s attempt to erase them. I want the world to see this and hold the state accountable to *active* reconciliation> I mean we could at least truly adopt UNDRIP in action instead of words for god’s sake.
here you can read an article about a survivor of the church and some of the things he experienced to help put into perspective how awful and just how recent it was
#my family does this thing#when we've majorly unfucked a room or done chore that we were putting off#or whatever. Any sort of household Improvement.#'Come brag on me.'#I means come look I cleaned/rearranged/did dishes/put away the laundry#and the scripted response is 'oh nice it looks SO much better in here now'#like my mom did this when we were kids.#'girls comr brag on the garage I finally organized it so I can get my car in there'#and we go and 'ooh' and 'aah' and tell her how nice it looked and how she did a good job#and we could have her 'come brag on' us for like doing the dishes or cleaning our rooms#I do it to my wife now too#it's a dialogue that means#'I did a chore and it feels like an Accomplishment even if it objectively wasn't a big thing. Please acknowledge this.'#and#'Wow you sure did do a thing. It has improved our material circumstance even if only in a small way. Thank you for doing it.'#like yeah scrubbing the pans is my Job and it's a Little Task but sometimes it feels like a Big Task#and it's nice to have an Accepted Script where I can just demand 'I have functioned as an independent adult praise me with great praise' - by @thepioden
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we have to thank our brave soldiers in fandom who write gen fics. we have to thank our brave soldiers in fandom who write character studies and stories with no focus on romance or sex. we have to get on our knees and thank the brave soldiers in fandom who write about minor characters and friendship and family with no focus on romance or sex. i know it’s hard to care about characters in a world that seems to only revolve around ships but i see you. and i love you