Dec 3, 2021
Ooo magic pottery, that's really cool
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Ooo magic pottery, that's really cool
anyone call for headcanons on this fine killjoys mcm day four? well.. i hope you did because i Do Not have the energy to write today <3
- after the fab four fade into the static, The Girl is alone. no more glitter bombs with Fun Ghoul. no more fashion shows with Party Poison. no more friendship bracelets with The Kobra Kid. no more midnight rides in the ‘Am with Jet Star to get her racing mind to fall asleep. she is simply alone.
- she survives, not thrives, because, what does that matter anymore? she lives in the distant outskirts of Zone Three, just far enough from Tommy Chow Mein’s to make the walk there feel like hell. just enough for her to test herself.
- sometimes, walking down route guano, or in the four walls of Tommy’s, she’ll see others. other killjoys, other grave-heads or ravens, lonely eyes drifting from place to place, but she doesn’t feel sorry. she knows them, knows their struggle, but she isn’t sorry. she would trade her life for theirs any day. quite ignorantly, she doesn’t think it’d be as hard.
- in some cases, it’s harder, but she’s thirteen and ignorant, and she doesn’t know much.
- it’s one day in the shop that she sees one. someone like herself, looking lost and afraid. looking for a cause to fight for when there’s no one to lead anymore. someone who’s just a kid, like her.
- she can feel his eyes on her frame as she picks through the shelves of trash. she’s just looking around today, just scavenging. doesn’t need much aside from things she can’t have. the boy’s eyes burn into her, and the searing heat makes her finally turn around. she walks over.
- “why are you staring at me? what do you need?”. she looks him up and down. taller. lanky. pants too big and jacket not big enough. his hair is white and he’s holding something behind his back.
- “are you The Girl? who ran with the Fab Four?” he asks, though he’s aware of already knowing the answer. The Girl’s hands ball into fists. “i, uhm, i just noticed you over there, and i just wanted to ask- what was it like?”
- the boy doesn’t ask with conviction. he doesn’t press as if he wants some deep and philosophical answer. he just wants to know. The Girl sees the sort of glimmer of hope in his eyes that she hasn't seen in years. hasn’t seen since her family, and since, hasn’t seen in herself. she can see right through him- she knows he wants to change the world, she knows he has the answer.
- a party poison mask and logo are drawn onto his hand. she notices this as she speaks, speaks in Cherri-Cola-code, as to not reveal too much.
- “it wasn’t like what you think it was. it was a road trip with your family that you never wanted to end, but you knew it always would. i was only a kid. i didn't know that cars broke down, or that buses ran out of gas. i thought they drove forever. i thought the music kept playing. but it doesn’t. it leaves until you make it. you won’t go boom unless you light the match.”
- she doesn’t explain to him why they believed in her. maybe that’s because she doesn’t know. maybe it’s because he doesn’t need to know it himself. on the way out, she hears his voice, faint in the distance, but in a tone that breaks through all other waves of sound. she will never forget this.
- “my name’s val. i’m going to do better.”
Always inspired by the cover artwork of Tetsu Inoue’s personal projects and collaborations for Fax, Rather Interesting and Instinct amongst others - I think the above are my favourites.
I havent seen the new steven universe episodes but all im seeing that seems important is new gems(aquamarine,topaz,new shapphire???) and more lars-steven interaction Hm
false alarm
1) What does their bedroom look like?
Erin’s bedroom is far from pretty. It’s neat and tidy, but it’s cramped. His bed is against the back wall, it’s a king size. The bed itself is the width of the wall and fits ever so nicely in the room. The bed is covered with dark grey covers and sheets, even the pillowcases. The comforter is a dark ocean blue and some pillows have the same colored pillowcase. The bed has about five pillows in total. The dresser is hidden in the closet along with a bookshelf. The closet is maybe 70% of the wall with the door being tucked into a “mini” hallway, and only being the other 30% of the wall. He has a colorful arrangement of clothing items, but he only chooses to wear the darker clothes. The walls are jet black, making the room more terrifying at night without the one lamp on the dresser being on.
2) Do they have any daily rituals?
No, Erin doesn’t do anything with religion. With religion, his clients wouldn’t go to him and, instead, would probably seek someone else.
3) Do they exercise, and if so, what do they do? How often?
Erin’s body is extremely fragile and he’d breakdown even attempting exercise. The most he can do is walk around and he does that at least once a week.
4) What would they do if they needed to make dinner but the kitchen was busy?
That would never happen as Erin refuses to allow anyone in the house unless absolutely necessary, but in any case, he wouldn’t eat. Erin can go years without eating. Two meals a year normally is enough to satisfy him. He doesn’t want to lose his love of taste.
5) Cleanliness habits (personal, workspace, etc.)?
He’s extremely tidy. He doesn’t do thing compulsively, but if he needs to clean an area to work, he’ll do it. Most of his house is untouched other than his den and bedroom, but he still keeps these areas neat and tidy.
