New Soul

✨️Drifting through dreams since '98✨️ (28 - She/Her)

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✨️VEERED FROM VIRTUE✨️

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Dirt Friends

Garland Bone’s garden was the jewel of the neighborhood; the envy of the whole town.

But for Smiley, it was Mama’s Happy Place.

And that made it his favorite place in the whole wide world.

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Bone Mom Redesigns that were loooooong overdue lol

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Sketches from my visit to The Met today!

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EVERYONE STOP TELLING ME HOW OLD YOU WERE IN 2008 I DONT WANNA HEAR THAT SHIT

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everyone reblog with how old they were in 2008 :)

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Midnight Train.

In 3 days, 12 hours, and 42 minutes, Persephone WhittleBone will have her life irrevocably changed in ways she will barely comprehend.

But tonight, she will finally be rid of him.

The Valley Express leaves in an hour.

There’s no time for cold feet.

Get out the door and don’t stop running.

And whatever you do, never look back.

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A Smile and A Ribbon

Persie’s hair grows ten times faster than normal, thanks to the powers of Chimera’s Heart.

Normally she’d just hack it off with scissors, but when you have a new friend like Feather…

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It is said that the Sceptre of Harvestar was made from the sickle Ven used to vanquish her enemies. Nowadays it is used as a symbol of peace and a beacon of good fortunes.

Long may they reign.

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Boost!

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It is said that the Sceptre of Harvestar was made from the sickle Ven used to vanquish her enemies. Nowadays it is used as a symbol of peace and a beacon of good fortunes.

Long may they reign.

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Reunion

When Joy Bonewishe saw him standing there across the street, namesake smile beaming on his face, at first she thought she had seen a ghost.

He had to have been one, considering how long he had been gone.

A whole year.

Before, he'd send her some kind of message; his way of saying he and his cousins were safe and they'd be back soon. A letter with a return address from three counties over. A cheesy souvenir from the coast.

But this time there had been nothing at all. Radio Silence.

Her eyes go blurry remembering how lonely that silence was.

And yet, there he was; standing there with that same old nonchalant grin as if he'd just gotten back from a weekend getaway.

She could have strangled him.

She doesn't even realize her feet are moving until the bell above the door rings out and her boss is shouting behind her and a car honks in surprise and she doesn't even register any of it.

All she can see are the spring blossoms and Smiley Bone.

She grabs a tight hold of his collar, and it's only then that his smile falters a little; at the chance this wasn't as happy a reunion as he was expecting.

He has every right to think that way. She's so relieved and angry all at once the only thing she can think to do is yank him down and--

...well, that's one way of wiping that damn smirk off his face.

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Spent the weekend doodling Feather n’ Friends for old times sake.

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Fighting my art block with some dynamic pose practice.

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First they came for the criminals, and I said nothing, for I was not a criminal, and besides, they probably deserved it.

Wait, where are you taking me?

First they came for the illegal immigrants, and I said nothing, for I was not an illegal immigrant, because we came here the correct way.

No, please! Don't take my child! Don't take my baby!

First they came for the immigrants, and I said nothing, because my family has been living here for three generations, and they sounded weird anyway.

Stop it! I'm a citizen! I have rights!

First they came for the minorities, and I said nothing, for I was not a minority, and besides, everyone knows that minorities are more trouble than they're worth.

What do you mean I seem suspicious? Give me back my passport!

First they came for the weird queers, and I said nothing, for I was just a normal, not draw attention to myself queer, not flashy or showy like those ones.

No, I'm their partner! No, you can't split us up!

First they came for everyone else, and I said nothing, because I'm a normal, average member of the population, and nothing else bad has ever happened here.

God bless the president.

(Please close the blinds, darling; we don't want the new neighbors to think they need to worry about us.)

(No, I don't know where all the old ones went. I'm sorry.)

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"But there was no one left to speak for me"

By Taylor Schmidt, 2026

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After the past few weeks, this was all I could come up with.

Good enough for me.

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Boost!

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After the past few weeks, this was all I could come up with.

Good enough for me.

[miladyadira]

OC Ask Game ✨ Send an emoji and I’ll answer about my OCs!

🎀 — Tell me a fact about them 🔥 — Something they’re passionate about 😨 — Their biggest fear 🥀 — A memory that still hurts 💗 — Someone they care about deeply 🛏️ — How they act when they’re tired 🎧 — A song that fits them 🍓 — Something they love ⚔️ — What would they fight for? 🌙 — What they’re like at night ☕ — A small everyday detail about them 🧸 — How they comfort someone they love 🙃 — A weird little habit they have 🌧️ — What makes them cry 💋 — How they show affection

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A Kind Touch.

She's not used to it.

Persephone might be a girl that has next to no clue about how exactly "having friends" and "being loved" works, but underneath that hard jagged exterior is a mushy soft core that's starved for affection, even if she isn't quite sure how to react when it's given to her.