hi, just lettin folx know that both the twins are on indefinite hiatus. dunno when im going to be back, if i am. ive met a lot of great people on here. nothing else to say.
peace
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hi, just lettin folx know that both the twins are on indefinite hiatus. dunno when im going to be back, if i am. ive met a lot of great people on here. nothing else to say.
peace
--alex

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Kayâs been dividing her time pretty equally between the city and living with her roommates in the Mistwood. Itâs rare that sheâs home alone in any case, but it happens. Sheâs sitting upside down on the couch, debating what to do with her afternoon when the silence of the woods is suddenly very loudly disturbed.
They donât get a lot of visitors, so Kayâs startled by the near frantic pounding on the door. One of Link or Shadowâs friends, maybe? She peeks out the window, ears perking up as she gets a good look at them. Red robe, pink hair⌠thereâs no mistaking her as Kay flings open the door.
âMom?!â
As soon as Lup can get enough bearings to do so, she bolts for the Mistwood.
All she can think about is all the time sheâd spent back home worrying about Kay, wondering if somehow sheâd dreamed the drow with loving silver eyes up herself, trying desperately to figure out a way to get back to rescue her, just like she promised (promised Kay or herself?), just like she--
âKay.â For what must be the millionth time, she says the name, feeling it on her lips and tongue and trying to know the reality of it, of the girl who stands in front of her. Itâs almost dreamy; sheâs still dazed, still trying to grasp the reality of everything, but she shakes her head. âKay...?â
Lup reaches out cautiously and ruffles her hair and then, when sheâs certain itâs all real, she instantly pulls the girl close and tight as she can, tears pouring down her cheeks. âKay...!! Kay, Iâm so sorry--Iâm so sorry, I didnât mean to go--I was trying so hard to get back here, I swear...!!âÂ
Trying to regain a hold of herself, she pulls back slightly, wiping some tears from her eyes and holding Kayâs face in her hands, inspecting her. âAre you okay? Have you been--no oneâs hurt you or anything, right? I--Iâm sorry, Iâm such a bad...â
It registers after a minute. Her sobs die down.
â...mom.â
Itâs sobering, the realization sheâs--sheâs Kayâs mom now. Not a surprise, obvi--âcourse not, sheâs been thinking of Kay as her daughter this whole time--but it gets her to draw herself up all the way, take some deep breaths, and try to be strong for her girl. âIâm sorry, Iâm so sorry,â she whispers, squeezing her tight again. âIâm so sorry, buttercup, but I love you and I didnât want to leave, I promise.â
redlichbluelichâ:
âLupââ he has a hand around her back instantly, present and gentle but anxious. He doesnât know if sheâs realâ doesnât know if this is some cruel joke being played on him, to have a loved one brought back just to witness their sufferingâ but heâll do anything for her anyway. Heâd fall willing into a trap to spare her any pain.
âYeah, itâsâ itâs the hole. Youâre⌠back in the city. Itâs been a little while for me, but Iâ I dunno about you.â
There isnât much he can do for her here, but he tries to keep her upright. He starts to gently guide her, to see if sheâll come with him, and maybe they can get back towards the house.
âIâm here now. Just tryân keep calm, okay? How are you feeling?â
âHowâm I... ...feeling...?âÂ
Itâs a strange question for a multitude of reasons, the first and not least of which being that looking into the hole mustâve been a mistake. Black curtains linger on the edge of her vision, black glass forming at her feet as she walks, and the entire world feels like the dream sheâs been led to believe it is. In the center of the fever dream is, of course, Barry, clearly meaning to be a comfort; as it stands, itâs just more confusing.
âI donât... ...you didnât know about the city,â Lup manages, voice only half there as she looks at him. âI--I tried to tell you about it, I tried to tell you they needed help, I tried to tell you about her and that she needed our help but you didnât know...!!â She backs away from him a little, jutting a very unsteady finger outwards. âNo matter how much I tried, I said, you didnât know...!!â
Sheâs trembling; she swears thereâs someone right behind her, right where she turned her back, and she whips around. Everything is closing in and distorting and she doesnât know--she doesnât know whatâs real, she canât tell, she--
âYou said you believed me, though,â she realizes, even through her tears and unsteadiness. âYou did, you were just... ...just confused, when I talked about it, but...â
âI knew I had to get back, because... ...because of her, because... ...of Kay. But--but I couldnât get back. So then, no one knew what I was talking about, so I just thought... ...it didnât...â
Everything is too hot. She takes a deep breath, trying to center herself. A flash of black curtains, and she backs up some more, then takes another deep breath to try to shake it off. âI--I dunno which oneâs real. I guess Iâll figure it out if I wake up, like I usually do.â
âOkay, then. Letâs... ...letâs go.â
Hesitantly, she grabs his arm again.
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His breath stops when he sees the new name in his contacts list. Heâs been checking it too often, even a month after the twins disappeared, and telling himself itâs pointless. But sometimes people come back, so heâs checking, and now thereâs her name. He sends a text near immediately, fingers almost shaking too much to type coherently.
TO: Lup â ⼠FROM: Barry Bluejeans
[txt] >Â are you at the hole? [txt] >Â Iâm coming
And then heâs rushing there. Fortunately he isnât too far, and it doesnât take him too long to arrive where Lup is. On the way, he checks his phone again, but Taako isnât thereâ just her.
He pauses as he reaches her, relieved and also increasingly apprehensive. The city is overdue for another event from the Starsâ she might not be real, and he doesnât have a definitive way to tell. But heâll wait on that, for the moment. Heâll afford himself a little optimism.
âLup, Iâ Iâm so glad youâre back, Iâ I mean, Iâm sorry, too, but being without you wasâŚâ he doesnât finish the thought. He knows she knows. âWhere were you? Are you okay?â
Lup blinks into consciousness with a buzzing from her jacket pocket.
She... ...what was she just doing, last...? It didnât feel like this, whatever it was. This felt different a second ago, the stuff in front of her wasnât--there, but she didnât go through any kind of portal or wormhole or--she--she was just--and at first she was so freaked out but just--
--unable to sleep at night, staring up at the ceiling and occasionally dipping her head down to the bottom bunk to see Taako (that bothers her, too; sheâd been sleeping in the same room as Barry for so many cycles, but now something about him seems different). He tries to wave her off, pretend he doesnât know what sheâs talking about when she mentions the demiplane, the one with âcreesh and Barry and everyone sharing a house, the one with that little drow (you remember her, right, Bear? she tries multiple times, to blank stares). Sheâs getting fed up, angry; they canât just abandon the people on that world, and if anyone were going to back her up, it should be him by now.
Taako tries to ignore it for fear of encouragement, but the brother doth protest too much, and she can read him like fucking book: he remembers.
No one else seems to, and she starts to think that maybe it was some weird dream. Maybe she made it up, the something about her umbrella and darkness, something that makes her leave doors and windows open. Maybe she dreamed it all, the fog so thick you could forget who you are, the events defying explanation, the drow looking up at her with those big, silvery eyes... The robot? There was a robot, there had to have been a robot, Maggie you woulda gone nuts for this thing he was like, a gazillion feet tall--
(Taako rolling his eyes and making some quip about how she needs a new hobby as she shoves pancakes in her mouth, regaling the whole crew...)
Maybe it was a dream. Maybe it really isnât real, the little girl she sees in her dreams, at the mercy of the Hunger. Maybe it really isnât real, the house with so much open space, the feeling swelling in her heart as sheâs surrounded by so much love even far from home, and maybe if itâs not real she can ignore the fact of her new staff, looking more... ...complicated than usual, and maybe--
--maybe she can forget the spirals and swirls of the--
âThe hole,â she gasps, peering down into it with wide eyes. âThe hole, itâs the hole, itâs the... ...what...?â
Lup doesnât even notice Barry as she keels over and vomits.

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twins have officially been dropped bc i have covid-19
see you all on the other side of this hopefulyl
--alex
hello my friends!!!!
i regret to inform you, that my dad has tested positive for covid! heâs my caregiver and we have no way to socially distance, so if he has it, i either have it or will certainly get it soon
this year has been so hard and stressful, i am dropping out of Isola. iâve had a wonderful time with all of you!!!! but!!!!! it is a hard year
i love you, please send good vibes our way, a kiss
--Alex
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đąđ°đđąđ°đđ¸đ°đ˝    toothy grins,  stories around the campfire,  clothes covered in pet hair,  hot  temper,  old jeans, heartbeat in head,  potatoes and steak,  beaded jewelry,  bruises like galaxies,  mementos,  backpack stuffed full,  craigslist furniture,  spontaneous road trips,  air ripped from lungs
đąđ°đđł Â Âť Â homemade bread, Â white lies, Â easily excited, trying on hats, Â band geek, Â pep talks, Â no impulse control, Â sunsets, Â vintage fashion, Â long showers, Â selfies, Â following dreams, Â rosy cheeks, Â song mash-ups, Â pink lemonade with tequila, Â loves easily, Â animated storyteller, Â full of comebacks
đ˛đťđ´đđ¸đ˛    list of wishes,  biting their tongue, band-aids and neosporin,  shoulder to cry on,  morning sun,  necklaces, trial and error,  homemade quilts,  formal clothing,  astrology fan,  messages  in  bottles,  pleated  braids,  speaking  up  for  friends,  feathers,  motivational  quotes, vivid  dreams
đłđđđ¸đł    bird watching,  shy kid,  wind chimes,  trying to whistle,  summer camp,  apple orchards,  lost in their head,  glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling,  hoodies,  thrift shopping,  saving worms off the sidewalk,  pig latin,  bare feet,  thunderstorms,  numb fingers,  braided hair,  naming potted plants
đľđ¸đśđˇđđ´đ    goosebumps,  leather jackets,  adventure,  chewing nails,  cares deeply but canât show it,  bronze locks,  no sleep,  taste of iron,  netflix binges,  never forgets,  combat boots, stories behind scars,  table for one,  official soundtracks,  sore calves,  trusts themselves the most
đźđžđ˝đş    always trying to be better,  wanderlust,  meditation,  sweat pants,  old  photographs,  yoga,  sleeping in hammocks,  nostalgia,  minimalist design,  a breath of fresh air,  baby animals,  volunteering,  perfectionist,  doesnât care about fashion,  healthy snacks,  noticing the little things
đżđ°đťđ°đłđ¸đ˝    school uniforms,  thick jackets,  sleeping with the windows open,  logical advice,  scrapbooking,  compasses,  i fight for my friends,  sculpture gardens,  cold morning air,  big soul,  likes routine,  secret romantic,  last to get jokes,  sunflowers,  practical presents,  misty weather
đđ°đ˝đśđ´đ    herbal tea,  smell of rain, blinking away tears,  camping trips,  collecting bones,  swiss army knives,  first impressions,  anxious thoughts,  bobby pins,  burnt marshmallows,  too competitive,  clothes lines,  messenger bags,  holding grudges,  gets along better with animals than people
đđžđśđđ´ Â Âť Â flirtatious sarcasm, Â candid photos, Â lost phone chargers, Â adrenaline rush, Â picking dirt out from beneath their nails, Â social chameleon, Â clashing clothes, Â self-deprecating jokes, Â claw machines, Â sits in chairs wrong, Â smudged eyeliner, Â has too many sunglasses, Â eats nothing or everything
đđžđđ˛đ´đđ´đ    infectious laugh,  family trees,  shivers down their spine,  lipstick and roses,  mood swings,  clumsy,  believing in destiny,  high expectations,  sleeping in darkness, collection of nail polish,  passionate,  good grades but never studies,  poetry books,  blowing kisses,  not knowing their own strength
đđ°đđťđžđ˛đş    knowing everyoneâs secrets,  backpack covered in pins,  envy,  being in walmart late at night,  earl grey,  selective memory,  conspiracy theories and cryptids,  keysmashing,  need to know basis,  canât cook,  bags under eyes,  experimental art,  flickering bulbs,  black clothing all year long
đđ¸đđ°đđł    piles of textbooks,  cat in lap,  keeping a diary,  indecision,  scented candles,  studying alone in a cafĂŠ,  lingering touches,  museum dates, unanswered questions,  taking on too much responsibility,  collections,  chalk dust,  comfy robes,  unnecessary apologies,  coming home after a long day
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âSeashoreâ by the Regrettes (âIâm like nobody else, so you can just go fuck yourself / I do a lot of stupid stuff, but donât act like youâre so tough / Fight fire with fire and youâll get burned, hey, / I think right about now itâs your turn!!â) JUST A BADASS GIRL POWER SONG bc thatâs the lup vibe. underestimate her and get ur ass handed to u. ;3
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moody | short-tempered | emotionally unstable | whiny | controlling  | conceited | possessive | paranoid | lies | impatient | cowardly | bitter | selfish | power - hungry | greedy | lazy | judgmental | forgetful | impulsive | spiteful | stubborn | sadistic | petty | unlucky | absent-minded | abusive | addict | aggressive | childish | callous | clingy | delusional | cocky | competitive | corrupt | cynical | cruel | depressed | deranged | egotistical | envious | insecure | insensitive | lustful | delinquent | guilt complex | reclusive | reckless | nervous | oversensitive | self-degrading
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honest | trustworthy | thoughtful | caring | brave | patient | selfless | ambitious | tolerant | lucky | intelligent | confident | focused | humble | generous | merciful | observant | wise | clever | charming | cheerful | optimistic | decisive | adaptive | calm | protective | proud | diligent | considerate | compassionate | good sportsmanship | friendly | empathetic | passionate | reliable | resourceful | sensible | sincere | witty | funny
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I might analyze the lyrics telling you why itâs so fitting for my character or maybe just tell what aspects of the song make me think of my muse
i have 3 capri suns! my life is so fun and sexy
i am down to 2 capri suns. i am hanging in there
one capri sun things are looking dim
bad news lads
What color is your soulmark?
Red
People with red soul colors are usually cheerful and active. They are optimistic and turn negative situations into a positive one. They are dreamers and visionaries, ready to aim high and achieve great things.
One thing this color is never short of is attention. Whether theyâre actively seeking it out or getting it unknowingly, this color basks in the positive praise of others. Their charismatic and high energy personality draws people to them.
Often competitive, this color is always trying to outdo themselves. Perfection is a never ending goal, and they will constantly feel like theyâre never doing enough. Theyâre always looking for new and exciting, often overlooking things that are a constant in their life and taking them for granted.
One thing thatâs notable about this color is their explosive temper. Because they feel so deeply in what they do, they will often lash out when feeling threatened. They have a knack for saying things they donât necessarily mean. However, itâs often short lived, as is their attention, and they will most likely forget about what angered them in the first place.â
WHISTLER, James Abbott McNeill (1834-1903)
Nocturne in Black and Gold The Falling Rocket 1875 Oil on canvas Detroit Institute of Arts Ed. Orig. (Ed. Lic.: CC0 1.0)

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@onelichtwolichââ || starter call!
Rungâs enjoying running Iron Rose so farâ itâs been lovely to chat with Hornet as they make new arrangements and figure out the whole how to grow flowers thing, but itâs also been quite the change to have a new job that doesnât include getting to see Barry at the front desk every shift.
Rung hasnât actually been seeing Barry any less often than before, but it feels like it sometimes. âŚenough to warrant a spontaneous and surprise visit one day after leaving the shop, a few marigolds clutched gently in one hand and a newly half-built model Lost Light in the other.
(It had been a slow day.)
Taakoâs out front when he arrivesâ or at least he assumes itâs Taako before he gets a little closer and notices enough subtle differences in this personâs hair and appearance to be unsure of himself. Tucking the model away under his chest, Rung gives a little wave, a bright smile, and a friendly âhello!â
If this is Taako, Rungâs sure heâll realize it soon enough. If notâŚ
The mech straightens up, brushing off his biolights just in case he happened to pick up any loose dirt at the store. If this isnât Taako, then this must be his first meeting with Lup, and he couldnât bear to make a poor first impression.
Even if that impression is rather brief, because if the elf is out here, thenâ
âI take it Barryâs not in right now?â
Lup was kinda hoping for some advanced notice.
Like, itâs not like Barry hadnât wanted her to meet Rung before and mentioned him a whole bunch--sheâs thrilled to see him, and the enthusiasm is immediately evident on her face. But oh, she shouldâve had time to prepare, clean up, make herself look nice, bake him some goodies--wait. Does he like, eat stuff? See, this is stuff she all couldâve figured out before she met Rung, but things have been so chaotic lately, and--
--and itâs a surprise visit, an accident. Cool!
âNaw, but I can def tell him you dropped by,â Lup says, hoping she doesnât sound too eager as she sticks out her hand. âRung, right? Iâve heard so much about you! Iâm Lup, his wife? Iâm sure youâve heard stuff about me too, or--â
Sheâs rambling, sheâs too excited, oh man.
â--or maybe not, I donât wanna be presumptuous, not like Iâm so rad that people are just talking about me twenty-four sev or anything like that! But like, enough about me, uh, I can def get this stuff to him, do you... ...wanna come in?â
Whatever; sheâll just keep him from the godawful sloppy mess Taakoâs space is at the moment, right? Sheâs a great host, donât even trip. Family drama will not interfere with her ability to have a good time.
redlichbluelichâ:
Okay. Okay. Okay.
Some of the panic is subsiding. Heâs still scared: scared of not knowing, of losing this connection, of losing the things heâs just barely keeping hold of somewhere in the depths of his mind. Heâs desperate. But heâs starting to believe that itâll be okay, somehow.
She mentioned space, before, and now stars, and travel. Something rings true there, something vast and dark and uncharted. Something angry and empty and perhaps not empty at all, eyes opening across the incomprehensible span of it, cold, but Lup is warmth.
Lup is a star in the swallowed darkness.
Unconsciously, heâs squeezing her hand so hard. He loosens the grip when he realizes, but he doesnât let go either.
âI thâI think so?â It feels bad, to just think he remembers something, rather than justâremembering. But he knows what the stars look like, and he knows what being with her is like, right now, and he can imagine the scene with a clarity that doesnât feel like just imagining.
âOkay,â he says, and itâs a commitment, a decision to be reassured by her words. âA⌠A trip,â he repeats quietly, because that means something. Itâs connected to all of that about space, all of that warped enormity looming in the edge of his thoughts.
âIt wasâIt was bad, wasnât it?â A memory as simple as âa very long tripâ shouldnât feel so huge and important and scary. Something âa long time agoâ wouldnât be relevant now unless something went very wrong. âI meanâWe didnâtâWe meant toââ
His words get stuck where his brain does, and he looks into her eyes. Heâs scared, and itâs obvious, but heâs also determined. Itâs something big, lumbering at the edges of his mind. Butâ âIâI have to know.â
âWhatevâWhatever itâwas.â His voice keeps breaking in irregular places, uncertain in a way he isnât used to being. âIt feels likeâlike somethingâimportant.â
Lup shouldnât even bat an eyelash at this, so she doesnât. Itâs not at all surprising to her that Barry wants--no, needs--to know everything. Thatâs one of the things that defines him and the way he sees the world, and though sometimes he can get a little swept up in it, she loves it. She loves knowing that heâll always try to get to the bottom of things with her, to explain things in a way that makes sense, to stare even scary and uncomfortable things in the eye. Itâs brave; itâs charming; itâs important.
And she doesnât want to think about how or why, but... ...heâs had too much taken from him already; her family, for reasons well-intentioned, still had so much kept from them, taken from them. Lucretia, Lup rationalizes, is included in this if anything; she lost years of her life, spent so much time alone. And then thereâs Barry, this Barry in front of her and the one she saw earlier. Repeating his own name, seeming so utterly confused and robbed of anything.
So no, Lupâs not gonna keep anything from him. She makes that decision as soon as he presses. But itâs hard, because she doesnât want him to have to re-experience all that grief and pain and confusion that losing Twosun meant. She doesnât want to ravage his brain with something awful before sheâs even had a chance to tell him the good things.
âItâs okay,â she says, when he seems unsure of the stars. âYouâre doing great, okay? Iâm right here.â
In typical Barry fashion, he starts to ask questions.
Lup takes a deep breath.
âYeah, babe, it... ...it was bad. We were only supposed to be on the trip for two months, but um... ...we watched our planetâs end. From the ship.â She tries to sound soft while also remain resolute enough inside herself to have this conversation, taking a deep breath. âAnd I--Iâm not gonna hide that from you. There were a lot of times where things were bad, real bad, and scary. We were up against something big and bad and horrible.â
But she holds tight to his hand, not even registering any discomfort she might feel at how much heâs clinging to hers. âBut sometimes, we were the only ones who could be, and we... ...we saved a lot of people, too. We helped a lot of people; we saw a lot of different cultures and civilizations; we learned how to talk to sentient animals.â
She runs that thumb over his hand again, light and gentle. âWe... ...got really close. I... ...I donât want you to feel bad or obligated to remember. I promise, I--I donât mind, Iâll always be with you. But Iâve known you... ...for one hundred years. And Iâve, um. ...Iâve loved you... ...for a good chunk of that.â
She risks that smile again, trying to reassure.
âI know... ...thatâs a whole lot to process. Please, donât strain yourself too much; I only tell you all this because... I know you deserve the truth. I know how much you need it. And I know... ...youâd want to know. So I--I hope thatâs okay, I donât want to stress you out--â
Her voice cracks, just a little.
Please, donât cry.
â--but I... I really, really, really... ...care about you. And when I say we can get through anything? I mean anything. I just want--I need you to know that. I need you to know youâre strong; I need to know weâre strong. And weâll get through this. Okay?â
So even though sheâs shakier, raw with emotion, and so sick of being forgotten...
Lup keeps not letting go.