This has probably been done before but it came to me in a vision
Here's a version that's more properly integrated too
Hear me out.... Skeptunist as two weird people who equally overrationalize social interactions to the point of loosing sense of what any social affection is really about try to act normally with each other's terms. But none of them have normal terms to begin with.
Because they both overcomplicate life to match their expectations. One always suspects secrets and the other awaits for tricks. Both end up acting against the morals, because they believed they were lied to. Like. They're similar in so many ways they wouldn't want to acknowledge.
And it was said before about how skeptic might like opportunist as a puzzle to solve and therefore be able to actually see through his facades. But. I think opportunist might give skeptic very helpful reality check too. He would try to mirror him to get on his side just to be met with devastated look. "Why would you think I thought that? Do I look like I think that? Do I act accordingly?" Skeptic might appear too straightforward and harsh, even though at his core he deeply cares about others, due to him trying to make everything as effective as possible. And he might ignore others feelings if he finds them unreasonable. And he might act wrongly if he sees he's actions as justifiable. And. And I think opportunist can help him notice that. Just by agreeing and reflecting.
Like I think many of their actions can be alike since they both very "goal over the means" type. It's just that skeptic falls into that unconsciously out of misunderstanding people and opportunist does that fully knowingly. So opportunist could help skeptic notice his wrongdoings and skeptic could actually explain why oppy's actions are wrong. Somehow.
I don't know. I don't know. Rotating them in my head.
Tiers here as the classic lemonade and iced tea combo! Honestly loved working on this!
"Hey, want to join me on this lovely night. Let's get some refreshments and start-up party! Hope to see you soon!"
Come join Shirley Temple Mantra on this wonderful refreshing trend of beverages to start off the new year! Anyone can join! He hopes that you all will join him! No rush!
- Any beverage is allowed!
"I respect you and won't stop you from being who you are" and "I'm not ready to call you by a new name and pronouns because it hurts me" can not co-exist when the speaker is your parent who has a huge amount of control over your life.
everyone should be weirder about their ocs more.
MOON IN A SUIT IRL?!?!?!?!?!?!?
( @amenalyme )
bring back tumblr ask culture let me. bother you with questions and statements
. . .
The world is dark for a minute or two. You can't see. What happened? Did you pass out? Were you blind?
But wait! Light? Your expression scrunches up as your eyes open to a squint, your hand raising to shield your poor eyes from the sudden attack.
From what your adjusting pupils can see, there's two men in front of you, both looking towards you with warm smiles. They hold their hands out, patiently waiting for you to gain your bearings and get up off the ground.
"Ah, Sleeping Beauty finally arises from their slumber, I see." The smaller, greyer man chortles as you take the man's hand and bring yourself to your feet. "Come come, dear. We must get you dressed. I assume nobody told you of the dress code, hm?" He links your arm with his and begins to stride in a direction you had not processed until now.
You finally take note of your surroundings. It appears that you have spawned into some... mansion or castle! The halls are glorious, each pillar and decoration meticulously crafted to perfection. The people inside- oh, They're just as fabulous as the hall itself. Each of them different and unique, yet holding similar qualities to one another... almost as if every person in that room was some... version... of the same people!
The two men, the brunette having yet to speak like the grey one prattling on, led you towards a room. "I assume you arrived in quite the rush! One as fashionably late as yourself mustn't have had the proper time to get ready," The smaller man continues, his mind never seeming to run out of topics to speak about. He and the taller man gently push you into a bedroom of sorts, an assortment of outfits splayed out on the bed itself.
You're not sure where you are, but you have a feeling you're going to have a good time tonight.
Hello there! You are cordially invited to The Stanley Para-Ball! It's my first attempt at trying a chain! I'm hoping it picks off the ground a little bit.
Come on down in your best masquerade outfits, the crazier the better, bring your Narrators and your Stanleys and let's all have a blast!
[AKA: I watched Labyrinth again and it's not leaving my mind]
The only rule is No Normal Clothes!! Your Stanleys and Narrators MUST MUST MUST be dressed in their most formal attire!
Have fun!
As you can tell my outfits are very Labyrinth inspired
I PROMISE THIS IS A JOKE AGHJGFDGSHJDHS it's 4am I'm so tired