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People were asking for a proper highlight during Cleo's stream so, here you go. Scare and Grian be absolute "dicks" to Cleo.
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Astrālis, e, adj. astrum, relating to the stars. This is a space-inspired theme featuring 12 zodiac constellations made from CSS, with love (and pain). Color aesthetics inspired by @jaesthm.
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Hey hey hey trans people!! I found these two crash courses (one for FtM and one for MtF) on the process, effects, and common health risks to be aware of regarding HRT and common surgeries.
They’re kinda old and filmed on a potato but they’re great for those who want an introduction!
YA’LL
I MADE AN ARO UQUIZ
pick some things and I’ll assign you a song with aro vibes (and other stuff)
enjoy :)
Jacob and Julia asked for fanart and fanfiction of these two and I don't draw so here's my first (of hopefully many) Sara Pena and Hunter Richardson fics. It's a meet-cute.
Sara wasn't stupid. Okay, well, she was kind of stupid, but she certainly wasn't blind. She had seen the cute girl staring at her and filming.
After a few minutes of dancing for her new personal filmographies, she decided to approach the girl and commence flirting. Or hustling. One of the two.
"Hey. You should tag me in that. Tag my business page. SaraPenaPartyForHire. All one word. The S and the P and the other P and the F and the H are capitalized. That's Sara without an H, too. Did you get all that?"
"Uh. Yes. I'll add that to my post." Hunter was already getting comments about clearly filming without permission, but this felt like permission.
"I'm Sara Pena, by the way. Of SaraPenaPartyForHire."
"Hunter. Hunter Richardson. Of… Nothing. What exactly do you do at SaraPenaPartyForHire?"
"Well, it's a freelance kind of thing. I get paid to come to parties and throw down my sick dance moves so that other people feel more comfortable doing the same themselves."
"Sounds lucrative," Hunter said.
"It's not," Sara Pena said with a laugh, "but I enjoy it."
"You must go to a lot of parties, then."
"Yep! Maybe I'll see you at the next one?" Sara batted her eyelashes.
"I mainly go to funerals, actually. Maybe I'll see you at the next one?"
Sara laughed, "You must be a lot of fun at funerals."
Hunter laughed then too, a genuine laugh. The first time she'd laughed all evening.
"Yeah, Sara, I put the fun in funerals."
"I've never worked a funeral before but I'd be willing to give it a go."
"I'll be sure to let my clients know about your business."
"Your clients?" Sara leaned in then, her intense eyes wide, "Do you work for ghosts?"
"Huh. I guess I kind of do. I'm a funeral director."
Hunter leaned in conspiratorially, "You'll never guess where I got this dress."
Sara's eyes sparkled like freshly lit candles, "Where?"
"Right off a dead person."
Sara gasped in delight, "It looks so good on you!"
"Thank you! I thought so too. Sometimes the families of the deceased don't get it but the corpses don't need clothes. I, on the other hand, do. Anything to save money, right?"
"Tell me about it. My life isn't one big party. I have bills to pay, too."
"You get it. You just gotta do what you've gotta do."
"Hey, Sara, get back on the dance floor! We didn't pay you to stand around!" Some guy snapped.
Without changing her morose expression Hunter whipped around and doused the guy with her drink.
"Don't talk to her like that!" Hunter snapped.
"Hey! No one invited you! Get out of here! Both of you!"
Sara grabbed Hunter's hand and they fled, both of them unable to keep from laughing when they got past the front door.
Hunter sobered up the fastest. "I'm sorry I got you kicked out of the party."
"That's okay, they already paid me. And if they leave a bad review on my page I'll just delete it."
"Would you like to help me vandalize their house?" Hunter asked, offering Sara a marker. Sara hadn't let go of her hand yet.
"How about we just go for a walk?" Sara suggested. "I would really, really like to get to know you better, Hunter Richardson."
"And I, you, Sara without an H."
"Well," Sara giggled, clumsily twirling Hunter, "I have one now."
Hunter blushed almost imperceptibly and put away her markers. The only vandalism that would be committed that night was the marks Sara and Hunter were leaving on each other's hearts.
I WANT TO SIT WITH YOU AND HAVE HEALTHY CONVERSATIONS
OUR WANTS OUR WILLS OUR TRIALS AND TRIBULATIONS
SORT THROUGH FAULTS AND FEARS, THE HAPPIER YEARS
LET THE SMILES BE THE TEARS REPLACEMENT