it started out as a kiss, how did it end up like this?
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it started out as a kiss, how did it end up like this?
brightside au belongs to @unholyflaws

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surprise, ch 2 of Brightside is up!
Olives make soap out of animal fats and certain plants that vary depending on the region. They're pretty cleanly. Usually they take water from the closest water source and carry it to an area designated as a public bathing area. However, brushing one's teeth is rather unusual.
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The closest thing to religon in the yellowblood city was their love for the bees and their celebration of them in their fall and winter holidays. It isnt excatly a religon but they would treat the bees and honey like other religons would treat gifts from gods. And their hives were very much cared after. The care for the hives were so important it was written down in detail on how to care for them and the bees when the colder perigees came along. There wasnt a name for this 'religion' it was more just part of their culture.
Even several sweeps after they were enslaved. The yellowbloods who still remember about the bees would consently try to run from the camps just to be able to make sure the hives wouldnt die.
They wouldnt die anyway because of how they grew and instead more popped up and grew very large in the glowing flower meadow.
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Before slavery when the yellow bloods could control what happened to their population after hey died- When an older yellowblood dies in the community the whole city and maybe even some yellowbloods from neighboring cities will come to help the trolls who were closer to the troll to bury them in a way that will assure their peace in the after life. They pick a place in the glowing wild flowers growing outside the cities, the whole communities would go out to pick these wild flowers around the area and dig up the ground under the flowers that they had picked. Yellowbloods do not use any sort of coffin or anything to cover the body before burying they also usually buried them naked. They arrange the body of the dead troll into a fetal position in the grave, same sort of position that they believe trolls take when they go into pupation. And they see it as a pupation into a higher state of being with the flowers that they picked around the grave area they also bury with the troll. Letting the flowers sprout back up and bring new life into the world. Each troll who came to help pick the flowers and dig the grave would take a handful of dirt and throw it into the grave, saying last goodbyes before the rest of the grave is filled in by the trolls closest to the dead troll. For any trolls who died prematurely. Which in this community was usually rare, they would do the same expect for a couple things. The troll would be dressed up in some of the fancyest clothes from around the community each troll throwing currency in to buy something the troll would look nice in. a flower crown of the glowing flowers would be made and they would bury the troll with the seedling of a tree with a long lifespan, giving their body another chance to grow a new life that will last longer. Around late fall the whole community will celebrate the dead with a hoilday that has friends of dead trolls to take the clothes of the trolls that had died within the last sweep and lay them out on the sidewalks putting their names under the clothes in a colorful wax that they collected from the bee hives that they farmed. They also put a candle of the same color wax beside the clothing and it is left there for about a week before the clothes are then moved to the graves of the same trolls leaving them there to either be blown away by the winds, taken by animals around to make nesting materal or being covered by dirt to soon join their troll underground. @purplepimpryda

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finally posting that new AU iβve been picking away at - figured this was an okay start to go with
plz enjoy
Mr. Bright side ||| Ray, Greg, & Rosie
It had been a long day, but a fairly productive one, he had gotten some shopping done, and even managed to set up some 'work dates' for the weekend with good clients. It'd be easy money and not to shabby sex.Β
So he took a drag of the joint passed to him and held it for a moment before exhaling it slowly, a lazy smile on his lips before he passed it back to the man next to him.Β
He had been skeptical at first. Thinking it was just another one of Rosie's strung out friends needing a place to stay so he didn't get shanked on the streets for owing someone money, but instead the guy seemed to be not all that bad, paying what he promised, he was fairly clean, respectful, and not all that bad to look at.Β
"So Rosie says you're like a wandering salesman, except with drugs?" he asked just trying to make a little conversation. He had slowly started hanging out with the guy little by little as he realized he wasn't near as bad as he thought he was going to be.Β