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@lensoncrime
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blog info. independent, private, selective fandomless OC featuring danica fialova, a rookie crime photojournalist. crime and mystery based, but open to various verses, crossovers and AUs. iconless. sporadic activity.
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Hello, lovelies! I promise I haven’t been abandoning Danica. It’s just work and real life gets in the way, as well as I run multiple blogs.
I’m also considering moving Danica to my all-female multi, but the move will be extremely slow and energy depending. I’m still not 100% sure yet about this because I’m bad at running a multimuse blog and I’ve got a really busy and tight schedule.
I’m still gonna keep some threads and might drop some of them. I still appreciate everyone who shows interest in Danica! Thanks for being patient with me! ❤️
@realmyths
"I'm sure you're great!" Florence says with an encouraging smile.
"Ah, that's nice. It must be good to have a creative outlet too. At least, that's what I find." Florence pauses. Shrugs. "I'm a writer. Working on my first novel at the moment." But enough about her. "Do you write as well? Articles to go along with your pictures? Or does someone else do that?" Either way is fine with Florence. She is simply curious to learn more about the other's job. s
"Yeah, I write captions as well to get the idea about what I'm trying to tell the story behind pictures for the audience to see." Danica told Florence, "It's nice to meet another writer, by the way. How long have you been doing that profession? I'd love to see your works too one day." // @realmyths
→ Kaitlyn Santa Juana Is Fearless In Her Journey To Final Destination Bloodlines
“I feel like if I’ve put on too much of a caricature, it feels less truthful to me. That I have to go a little bit further than what’s comfortable for me. I like having little bits of actual Kaitlyn in the characters I play.”
“Doesn’t that bother you?”
”No.” Danica’s eyes focused on her phone, then at Zora. She was now sitting on the blanket with snacks spreading around, right in front of her is Anna’s grave, surrounded by flowers and candles.
“It’s not like the ghosts are going to come after me if I ever sit and relax here.” Danica told Zora, shrugging, “Besides, I’ll be leaving for 5 minutes and go somewhere.”
“Mmm. This is good. This is really good. What is this?”
”Sinigang, it’s basically a tamarind with meat and vegetables. That’s why it tastes sour, Z.” Danica replied, taking the soup and putting it on the rice, “Better if you eat it with rice. My mom gives me free food, especially when I work nights like this.”
“Come on! I was just kidding!”
”Riiight.” It was still a good prank and she was fine regardless, but she didn’t expect that rubber snake too look real, as she just screamed loudly earlier when she saw that ‘fake’ snake.
“That was a good one though.” Danica laughed, “Now I might have an idea to prank my brother next time.”
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Send a “💕” and I will tell you something I admire about you! // @lensoncrime
I'd say it over and over again, writing with you feels like coming home. And you just let me do it - let my muses go wild and ramble in Tagalog, or crave all the Pinoy food -- replying to our threads feels like the sneaky homecoming when tickets are expensive and vacation leaves are limited to fly back home to the other side of the world. ;) You're an incredible writer, you create characters with all the awesome lore but also such relatable personalities that writing with them feels like just simply hanging out. Can I also point out the authenticity in your choice of muse names? Where do you even get those from? I love them, okay? I also admire how you managed to rebuild whenever the hard stuff (although I know every little about this so iykyk) knocked you down, and I know it's hard and all but seeing you come back swinging just makes me feel proud. So, yeah please keep going. <3
"For what it's worth, I've experienced some creepy stuff in my time when I used to live in the Catskills--er, Phoenicia. We were not allowed out after dark, and kinda for really good reason..." And boy, did they experience some weird stuff. Living out what was essentially a bungalow in a heavily wooded, secluded area, Svetlana remembered nights when everything became preternaturally silent, even in midsummer when the birds and insects chorused a riot in the evening hours. In those times, they'd draw the curtains, lock all the doors, and be sealed within a proverbial mausoleum until morning. It was creepy, that much was for sure...
"Huh, that's quite interesting. I mean, it's actually nice to listen some stories like this, avoiding creepy creatures of the dark is common that my mom shared her experiences too." Danica commented, "I didn't grew up in the countryside, but I remember she told me a lot of scary stories, especially this creature called manananggal who is known to prey on pregnant women at night. That's why she hangs lots of garlic in her house to drive them away."
“I like that boulder… that is a nice boulder.”
"Yeah, it's got a unique shape to it so I guess that what makes it nice." Danica agreed, her tone was nonchalant, "Now I wonder how many boulders we might encounter..."
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Previously posted here (Do not reblog my old one. Thanks. <3) Feel free to change pronouns and such to match. Thank you for reblogging and or using!
“Like that’s ever gonna happen!”
“Whoa! Hold on! Do you know what that thing could do to you?”
“This is the part where you run away.”
“Oh really? You and what army?”
“Are you talking to… me?”
“Doesn’t that bother you?”
“I like that boulder… that is a nice boulder.”
“Please! I don’t want to go back there! You don’t know what it’s like to be considered a freak!”
“Oh this is gonna be fun! We can stay up late, swapping manly stories, and in the morning, I’m making waffles!”
“What a lovely bed.”
“What do I have to do to get a little privacy!!!”
“Run, run, run, as fast as you can!”
“You’re a monster!”
“Technically… you’re not a king.”
“Do you think maybe he’s compensating for something?”
“It’s quiet… too quiet. Where is everybody?”
“That’s a sacrifice I’m willing to make.”
“The chair! Give him the chair!”
“What kind of quest?”
“Cakes! Everybody loves cakes!”
“No! You dense, irritating, miniature, beast of burden!”
“You know? I think I preferred your humming.”
“If it was me, you’d be dead!”
“Oh, You can’t tell me you’re afraid of heights!”
“Let’s have a dance then, shall we?”
“Two things! Shut. Up.”
“I read it in a book once.”
“You’re just reeking of feminine beauty!”
“Wake up!”
“You’ve had a lot of time to plan this, haven’t you?”
“But we have to savor this moment! You could recite an epic poem for me. A ballad? A sonnet! A limerick? Or something!”
“Well I have to save my ass.”
“That wasn’t in the job description!”
“Lets just say I’m not your type.”
“Oh, you were expecting prince charming?”
“Hey! I’m no one’s messenger boy, all right? I’m a delivery boy.“
"Tomorrow? It’ll take that long?”
“I said, goodnight!”
“Come on! I was just kidding!”
“Sometimes things are more than they appear. Hmm?”
“Why don’t you want to talk about it?”
“Why do you want to talk about it?”
“Who you trying to keep out?”
“Look, I’m not the one with the problem, okay? It’s the world that seems to have a problem with me.”
“They judge me before they even know me. That’s why I’m better off alone.”
“Show her to me!”
“Ah, perfect!”
“Good morning. Hm, how do you like your eggs?”
“You know, you’re not exactly what I expected.”
“Oh, no. This is all my fault. I’m so sorry.”
“What you’re doing is the opposite of help.”
“Look, if you wanted to be alone, all you had to do was ask. Okay?”
“Uh, you know, I’ll make you some tea.”
“Mmm. This is good. This is really good. What is this?”
“Wake up and smell the pheromones! Just go on in and tell her how you feel.”
“Ah, that’s beautiful. I didn’t know you wrote poetry.”
“Promise you won’t tell. Promise!”
“You heard what I said?”
“Yeah. You know what? You thought wrong!”
“Hey, hey, come back here. I’m not through with you yet.”
“Uh-uh. You know, with you it’s always, "Me, me, me!” Well, guess what! Now it’s my turn! So you just shut up and pay attention!“
"Oh, yeah? Well, if I treated you so bad, how come you came back?”
“Okay, look. I’m sorry, all right?”
“Then you got to, got to try a little tenderness! The chicks love that romantic crap!”
“I object!”
“Oh, now you wanna talk? It’s a little late for that, so if you’ll excuse me”
“Well, uh, that explains a lot.”
“Ugh! It’s disgusting!”
“No, let go of me!”
“Get out of my way!”
“I-I love you.”
“Really, really"
“Buko pie and mango shake for dine in, one box buko pie for takeout,” Lee recited, his fingers moving on autopilot as he punched the buttons on the cash register. The machine chimed, spitting out the total in a neat line of numbers. “We also have calamansi tart for free taste, if you’d like. Paki-review na lang po kami using this QR code.”
He tapped the laminated poster on the counter with the back of his pen - half sales pitch, half habit from repeating the same line all day. Beside it, taped a little crooked, was another poster that pulled his eyes every time he looked that way: a missing-person notice for Delia Mercado, last seen a week ago. The paper was already starting to curl at the edges.
“Take a seat na lang po, Ma’am,” he added, offering the customer a quick, practised smile as he slid the receipt across. “I-se-serve na lang po namin sa table.”
"Sure, Kuya! I'll try your free taste. I wouldn't say no if anything's free." Danica formed a grin, before handing the cash to Lee, then her gaze briefly fell on one of the missing posters. She seemed to be curious about it for now, but she wanted to help in some way, given it was her line of work to gather evidences and clues through photographs.
She wanted this trip to be memorable and fun, not having to deal with the chaos and busyness on her work, "Sige, diyan lang ako sa gilid." Danica told Lee and while waiting, she took out her phone and texted her brother, informing him she might go back to the hotel sometime late afternoon.
She followed the scent, her eyes darting from person to person a wild frenzy almost. Perhaps Mai had been killed by a vampire, it wouldn't be the first time someone had stupidly walked into Malikov territory and made themselves a problem. Usually they hadn't killed an employee, this felt targeted or coincedental but it was too soon to know which option was true.
Vasalisa stood back a bit when she found the source, it wasn't someone she was familiar with so there was at least that. Nothing about this person screamed I'm a murderer, if anything there was a rigidness to them. The sense of purppose.
"Hello." She stepped out into the alleyway, one hand tucked into her pocket the other still holding the disposable coffee cup that still had a bit of the blood and coffee mixture in it. "You wouldn't happen to know anything about that murder back there would you?"
"Nope." Danica replied without hesitation, "I'm working on a different case and I work for this private law enforcement agency." She explained to Vasalisa, her camera was still on her hands, followed with a shrug. Eyeing at the stranger, Danica still remained cautious at other vampires. It's not that she didn't want to be friends with them, she had a hard time trusting other vampires since the turned incident, despite it happened years ago.
"I think it'd be better if I never get involved in that. If I remember correctly, I applied to their company but I got rejected. At least I got a job now. It pays well, anyway." She shrugged, before saying straightforwardly, "It's their case and I've got my own case, if that makes sense to you?"
"Yeah, yeah, totally. Like, I've got time to kill so it's no biggie," Svetlana beamed at the other woman, eyes already on the ground. And really, how hard could finding a little sheepie be?
"Wanna backtrack? Because back there totally looks like the place I'd lose a pin." Although some would think she was mindlessly prattling at that point, the brunette was oftentimes oblivious to her own chattiness.
"Okay, great. I appreciate it." Danica told Svetlana, giving her a small nod, "Yeah, we could try to backtrack and hopefully, I'll find it. That sheep is just precious to me."
Though it can be embarrassing to admit, she likes anything fluffy and cute, but she shrugged, "So I had a coffee and snack earlier at this coffee shop so there's a possibility it could be somewhere on the sidewalk that leads to the coffee shop." She told her as she continued walking, while her gaze remain on the ground in hopes she'd find it.
"Man, I respect the heck out of you for dealing with so many deadlines," Evidently, that sort of life wasn't for him...! He'd never done good when faced with a deadline or time limit. "You got that right about being busy, though." That much he knew all too well - and the best part about it was when you could have a busy day and a satisfying one. "So, not bad of a walk from here - and we can enjoy some great dim sum, huh...?" He didn't need much convincing here! "Sounds like one heck of a plan to me! Let's go get us some dim sum and see if those reviews were onto something!"
"Well, that's the part of my job and it is how it is." Danica stated tiredly as she glanced at Ryuji, shrugging, "On the bright side, we've got some slow days too. Recently just happens to be busy and chaotic." She sighed before smiling wider and giving him a thumbs-up, then starting to walk towards the Chinese restaurant, "Great! Let's go eat some dim sum!" // @electricea
"I mean..sounds like you had some experience with the arts in some capacity, even if was years ago." That still counted in Zora's humble opinion.
"But I do get wanting to be behind the cameras. I uh..I had been drawing as a hobby for a long time, since I was a kid. And since I was ..showing some promise in terms of what I was capable of.I took classes and worked on projects.. even through college before getting into the field.
I .. I think it was a bit difficult just because I was often using a pretty distinct approach to my art and I would really portray some really strange images."
"Huh, that was pretty cool, seems like a decent job and I understand it can be pretty hard to get some audience whenever you get into the arts. As long as you love what you're doing, that's what matters."
Danica gave Zora a small, encouraging smile, "But anyway, I'd love to see more of your work one of these days. I bet they're all nice. In case you've got an exhibition, let me know and I'd be happy to attend."
