The Bowery Presents
Claire Keane
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
hello vonnie
sheepfilms
shark vs the universe
ellievsbear
Product Placement
taylor price
blake kathryn
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here's where to find it on windows 10
Ugh, it was in mine. It's off now.
IT GETS WORSE
I had to turn this off, but it's something that allows Windows and anyone using your device to generate text/images.
LOBOTOMIZE YOUR MACHINES
AI is a freacking plague, I share this for any windows user.
Carving off an angel's wings, arms and legs to replace its limbs and make it a doll so it'll serve a master that actually exists rather than the mass hallucination that is "god"
You agree replog
if you find your kittydoll curled up with its hands over its delicate ears, it is advised to move the doll to a more comfortable environment, scruff it into a daze, and force it into gentle cuddles
if you find your kittydoll curled up with its hands over its delicate ears, it is advised to move the doll to a more comfortable environment, scruff it into a daze, and force it into gentle cuddles
POV: You are a stain about to be cleaned
None of these are mine! All from pinterest!
yknow that tumblr hall of fame “a sea turtle wants me to commit a felony so bad” post? that sorta thing with a dragon. dragons are legally protected as shit and if you’re not a certified dragon handler you can’t just touch them or you get super fined. the problem is dragons love being touched
Your life is your own.
Awake. He's awake in bed.
...
Was it a dream?
He remembers it clearly, though.
Every moment is as clear as crystal.
Sharp as a knife.
But... So much of it didn't make sense.
In a public space one moment... In the witch's... abode? house? dining room? tea room? the next moment, and... his own house the next?
He doesn't remember how he got to any of those places.
False memories?
A dream?
Or was it real?
He doesn't know how powerful witches can be.
What if all of it was real?
...
Then what was that at the end?
The person closes his eyes.
He's... exhausted, still.
But awake.
Just... Fatigued.
Mentally at least.
He covers his face with an arm.
And lies there.
Just... Lies there.
He has no further answers.
Even if all of it was real, the witch taught him nothing about how to fix the doll.
Just...
Enigmatically claimed that he could be a good witch.
Touched his forehead...
Then...
Nothing.
...
Maybe he missed something.
Maybe they fixed the doll while he was distracted.
He didn't see a thing.
But then... So much of that encounter didn't make sense anyway.
So maybe they fixed it without him realizing it.
The person sits up in bed.
...
...
...
There.
At the foot of the bed.
The doll is standing.
...
He stares at it.
It stares back.
He blinks.
It blinks.
...
Does it need to blink?
It was mechanical. Or, at least, somewhat mechanical? The rune at its core seemed... Arcane? Different from the rest of it?
Hextech? A phrase he heard used...
When did he hear that phrase?
"Did... Did they fix you?"
"You did!"
... What?
He did?
But... He doesn't remember doing anything.
...
They... They said that he would make a good witch.
But he still knows nothing.
How is he supposed to be a good witch if he doesn't even remember how he fixed the doll?
"Did I? Really? I... I don't remember..."
"You did! And not alone, either!"
Isn't the correct phrase "But not alone?"
"What did we do to fix you?"
"You convinced them to fix me."
... Then wouldn't that mean that he did nothing?
"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't've been fixed."
... Oh. That... That makes a little more sense.
And... It tracks, in a way. An enigmatic interloper acts only because they were convinced that the act would be... worthwhile?
... Then...
"I... In a way... I fixed you?"
"Yes!"
... But he still knows nothing about how it works. All that he knows is...
...
Every part of it, save for the rune at its heart.
... Without realizing it, he learned a lot more than he initially realized, didn't he?
He knows how to take it apart... And put it back together.
Everything save for the rune at its heart.
With only one scratch on it.
Unbidden, he laughs.
And laughs again.
He looks down at his hands.
At his arm.
A bandage.
...
So... It was blood?
Magicked blood?
...
Is his blood magical now?
He doesn't feel any differently.
Is there... A method to magic?
Or does it come naturally?
How does one learn without a teacher?
...
"Do you know how to use magic?"
"I don't."
Okay, so the doll doesn't know.
Which... Both makes sense and doesn't make sense.
It's a magical being. Well, at least at its core.
But just its core.
...
Maybe if he were to trace more runes upon it...
...
If... If he knew what runes to trace, anyway.
As of now, he knows little to nothing.
... But... Enough to fix the doll if ever it broke again.
That's... That's... More than enough, isn't it?
Yeah.
He's happy with what he has.
And... Maybe he'll learn more as he goes.
But... First thing's first.
He looks at the doll.
Locks eyes with it.
"If you want to leave, I won't stop you."
The doll blinks.
He continues.
"If you want to stay, I would welcome you."
He looks back down at his hands.
"I've fixed you. I'm satisfied with what I've done."
He looks back at the doll.
And smiles.
"Your life is your own."
With Regard to Witches
The person blinks.
In front of him is a witch.
But... How did he get here?
All he remembers is... Going to the meeting spot.
Waiting.
And then...
All at once...
Here he was.
He swallows.
"So. What did you want to ask?""
He blinks.
Opens his mouth.
Closes his mouth.
Then...
"I want to fix a doll."
He looks down.
A cup of tea.
"I... Would like to ask you how I could fix a doll that I found."
The witch lifts her own cup of tea.
Takes a whiff of it.
Takes a sip.
Sets down the cup.
"Take me to it."
He's home.
At his table.
And the witch sits across from him.
His heart is pounding.
He's terrified.
And...
Thrilled?
A mix of the two.
He stands up from his chair.
"Please wait here."
The witch nods.
He goes to his office.
He...
Remembers that he hasn't reassembled the doll yet.
He should have reassembled the doll before hand.
He... Guesses he didn't expect to find a witch so quickly.
Or did they find him?
They... Don't seem like someone that could be found.
Doesn't seem like someone who would be influenced by the affairs of mortals.
...
Are they immortal?
They can't be the same as him.
Right?
He turns around.
Heads back to the dining table.
"I'm sorry. I forgot to reassemble it.
"I see."
The witch is standing in front of the doll.
He is standing behind them.
Did they walk here?
Or was it instantaneous again?
Surely they wouldn't use that power for such a short distance.
Surely?
How would he know anything about them?
They're a power beyond his ken, beyond... Comprehension.
"What do you intend to do with it once you've fixed it?"
He opens his mouth.
He closes it again.
Grimaces.
"I... I didn't think that far head."
The witch waits.
He continues.
"I... Just wanted to fix it. That's all I wanted at first."
He looks down at his clasped hands.
"If it wanted to leave, I would let it."
"If it wanted to stay, I would let it."
"I just..."
He looks up at the witch.
"I didn't want something so beautiful to go to waste."
The witch smiles.
He feels every muscle tense up.
He's terrified of them.
And yet...
He can't help but smile back.
"Sorry, I know this doesn't make too much sense."
"I just..."
The witch puts a finger to their lips.
"Hush, little one."
"You would be a good witch."
He blinks.
Again. And again.
Him?
A witch?
That's... Impossible.
...
Would it?
He looked up how to use magic, after all.
He found nothing, but...
He was willing to go so far for this doll.
To try and learn something that he had no experience with.
That he had only heard stories about.
...
But...
He...
Could he?
Could he be like them?
Is that possible?
If... If they're suggesting it...
Then wouldn't it be possible?
"I..."
...
"I would like that."
The witch is close to him.
They raise a hand to his forehead.
And -
On the Difficulties of Finding a Witch
'Witches near me.'
'Where to find a witch?'
'How to use magic?'
'How to find someone that can use magic?'
'Magic users where?'
'How to fix magical runes?'
'How to determine what writing material was used in a magical rune?'
'Will non magic ink work on a magical rune?'
...
A person laying down his head at his desk.
He's tired.
A notification sound.
He looks up at his computer screen.
A direct message.
With a sigh, he clicks on it.
'I hear that you've been looking for a witch?'
He blinks.
Then responds.
'Yes.'
'I can help.'
'How much?'
'Free'
His eyes half lid.
No one does this stuff for free.
...
Do witches even need money?
'How do I trust you?'
'You can't.'
At least they're honest.
But that honesty makes it ironically easier to trust.
'What do you need me to do?'
'Meet me at...'
...
The person wipes his face.
About to risk his life to fix a doll, huh...
...
He pinches the bridge of his nose.
He rubs his eyes.
What is he getting himself into?
I hope you like catgirls because I LOVE them!
Sketchpage of Cipher from HSR done for a friend
building a workbench to start learning wood turning and stuff :) yippee yay yahoo! anything to distract me from real life things :) I'm like 5 seconds away from breaking down at any given moment :D
I hope you like catgirls because I LOVE them!
Sketchpage of Cipher from HSR done for a friend
Can a robotgirl and a dollgirl truly kiss sloppy style?
slop? nah this is peak
robot amazes tea dolls by ordering in perfect awawawa
Ser Aymeric
Daily reminder that fat queer people are attractive and desired because I fucking say so
