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Part of me hopes that the Ignihyde Yuu is tired, tired and angry. Five overblots and nothings been done to stop them. Several months in a foreign world and no hope of getting home. And now? Grim was taken after attacking Yuu, their best friends were comatose, their home destroyed, and their friends taken. Yuu is tired, but most of all, they are angry. And seven above help the poor soul who stands in the way of Yuu getting back their best friend who’s stood by them all this time. No, whoever stands between Yuu and Grim will have their limbs torn from their sockets and their heads ripped from their necks, their spines used as belts, their kneecaps used as teacups and their skull as the teapot. Hell hath no fury as Yuu does now. And god help whoever tries to stop them.

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Since fish don’t really blink, I like to imagine that mermen don’t (naturally) blink, either.

Azul and Jade both learn to blink over time for the sake of politeness, but they still forget sometimes. When they’re particularly invested in something or when they’re trying to intimidate humans, they’ll just… stop.

Floyd, on the other hand, doesn’t bother with it. He doesn’t see the point. Everyone around him is constantly thinking “BLINK MOTHERFUCKER”.

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She’s so cute! This is the girl I’m going up to at the mall and complimenting her outfit!

Ramshackle ghosts mention

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revamping this blog cause this bit has had me in a chokehold + everybodys been drawin it so i decided it was my turn

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Analog horror Malleus 👁️👁️

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I USED ALL MY FRICKINF KEYS FOR THE BIRD MAN AND HE DIDNT COME HOME! IM GOMMA RIOT!!!! IM GONNA DO UNSPEAKABLE ACTS THAT VIOLATE THE GENEVA CONVENTION TO HIM!!!! FIEST YOU DONT ANSWER YOYE FUCKING PHONE WHEN IM BEING HELD CAPTIVE IN SCARABIA AND NOW YOU DONT COME HOME?!?!?! BASTARF BIRD MAN

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OH MY GOD I JUST REALIZED SOMETHING

Considering what we've seen abt Riddle's relationship with his magic in B7...was there a chance that during the events of the glorious masquerade...riddle, for a brief moment, considered letting the flowers do its job...

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My luck with pulls strike again! I was trying to get Science Club Rook and guess who came home?

THIS BITCH

BUT GUESS WHO ALSO CAME HOME

ROOK MY LOVE

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Imagine Riddles dream. Imagine the group looking around, Ace and Deuce are sure they’re in the Queendom of Roses, but Trey is the only one who knows where they are, his and Riddles hometown.

They hear a child’s giggle and a ball is thrown towards them, Ace catches it as a small, red headed child runs towards them. “Sorry for throwing my ball at you! May I please have it back?” The child asked politely.

“Oh um, sure kid, here ya go.” Ace said, tossing it to the child. “Thank you, mister!” The child chirped happily, about to go running back when a loud voice yelled, “Riddle!”

Trey tensed, he knew that voice anywhere. He wanted to pull the tiny Riddle behind him, but hearing that voice, her voice again, made him feel small again, make him feel like that scared kid in the bakery again, hearing that woman scream and berate his parents.

What surprised Trey was the woman who came jogging up to the group. This was the same woman he remembered, but gone was her rose red dress suit and tight bun, in its place was a rose pink sweater and a loose pony tail.

“Riddle! What have I told you about bothering strangers!” The woman scolded the child, Riddle, who looked a little embarrassed. “Sorry mama, I was just asking for my ball back.” Riddle said, kicking his foot back and forth.

Mama, not mother

“It’s okay, little rose, just be careful next time, okay?” She said, picking up Riddle and setting him on her hip. “I will, mama!” Riddle chirped, hugging his mother with one arm, the ball secured in the other.

“Im so sorry about my son, he doesn’t quite understand stranger danger yet, I hope he wasn’t bothering you.” The woman said with an apologetic smile.

“No, it it’s okay, he’s he’s a cute kid.” Trey said with a strained smile.

“Oh, you look a little familiar, are you related to the bakers boy from down the street, I don’t quite remember his name…” “it’s Trey mama! Treys my bestest friend! And his mama makes the best tarts! Mama said I can get one later too!” Riddle said gleefully.

“Mhmm, Riddle gets a special treat for getting a 100 on his latest test. He’s so smart! I’m so proud of him too! He’s my special little rose!” The woman said, squeezing Riddle into a hug as Riddle laughed and tried to push her away, squealing about how she was gonna pop his head off.

Riddle looked so happy. Trey couldn’t remember the last time he looked so happy, especially as a child. Wouldn’t it be cruel to wake him up from this dream? To take him away from the childhood he never got? The loving mother Riddle always wanted?

Imagine Riddles dream. Imagine the group looking around, Ace and Deuce are sure they’re in the Queendom of Roses, but Trey is the only one who knows where they are, his and Riddles hometown.

Imagine them hearing a child giggling and a ball thrown in their direction, Ace catches it and a small red headed child comes running up to them, asking politely for his ball back. Treys the only one who recognizes Riddle. Yuu thinks this is another memory like Lilias, but Chenya and Trey aren’t running over to see what the hold up is, no, it’s just Riddle.

Imagine them hearing Riddles name yelled, Treys preparing to hear Mrs. Rosehearts screaming and yelling at Riddle. But this isn’t the Mrs. Rosehearts he remembers. She’s much more relaxed and in casual clothes, scolding Riddle in a playful voice, telling him that he shouldn’t be bothering strangers. She’d apologize for her son, how friendly he is, how he doesn’t quite grasp the concept of stranger danger yet. She thinks Trey looks familiar and assumes that he’s related to ‘the bakers boy from down the street.’ And Riddle comments how Trey looks a lot like his best friend, Trey and asks if their brothers. Trey can hardly even find the words to respond and Cater says yes, this is Treys older brother.

Imagine them seeing Mrs. Rosehearts picking up Riddle and loving on him, mentioning how they plan to go by the bakery later because she’s buying Riddle a tart for doing good on his last test, 100 points like always. She goes on about how smart her little rose is, how proud of him she is.

Imagine how happy Riddle is, hugging and smiling like he’s the happiest little boy on earth. Even if deep down this feels wrong, but he can’t place it.

Deep down, Riddle knows this feels wrong. Deep down, he knows his mother never says she’s proud of him. Deep down, he knows she’s never talked about how smart he is. Deep down, he knows that she’s never hugged him like this, never let him eat tarts, never let him play outside, never let him have friends.

Deep down he knows.

But if this is truly a dream, can’t he stay and have a loving mother? The mother he always wanted? Please can’t he stay where he’s not hurt anymore? Where he can have friends, eat tarts, and have his mother’s love?

Please, can’t he stay just a few more minutes before he has to go back?

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Imagine Riddles dream. Imagine the group looking around, Ace and Deuce are sure they’re in the Queendom of Roses, but Trey is the only one who knows where they are, his and Riddles hometown.

Imagine them hearing a child giggling and a ball thrown in their direction, Ace catches it and a small red headed child comes running up to them, asking politely for his ball back. Treys the only one who recognizes Riddle. Yuu thinks this is another memory like Lilias, but Chenya and Trey aren’t running over to see what the hold up is, no, it’s just Riddle.

Imagine them hearing Riddles name yelled, Treys preparing to hear Mrs. Rosehearts screaming and yelling at Riddle. But this isn’t the Mrs. Rosehearts he remembers. She’s much more relaxed and in casual clothes, scolding Riddle in a playful voice, telling him that he shouldn’t be bothering strangers. She’d apologize for her son, how friendly he is, how he doesn’t quite grasp the concept of stranger danger yet. She thinks Trey looks familiar and assumes that he’s related to ‘the bakers boy from down the street.’ And Riddle comments how Trey looks a lot like his best friend, Trey and asks if their brothers. Trey can hardly even find the words to respond and Cater says yes, this is Treys older brother.

Imagine them seeing Mrs. Rosehearts picking up Riddle and loving on him, mentioning how they plan to go by the bakery later because she’s buying Riddle a tart for doing good on his last test, 100 points like always. She goes on about how smart her little rose is, how proud of him she is.

Imagine how happy Riddle is, hugging and smiling like he’s the happiest little boy on earth. Even if deep down this feels wrong, but he can’t place it.

Deep down, Riddle knows this feels wrong. Deep down, he knows his mother never says she’s proud of him. Deep down, he knows she’s never talked about how smart he is. Deep down, he knows that she’s never hugged him like this, never let him eat tarts, never let him play outside, never let him have friends.

Deep down he knows.

But if this is truly a dream, can’t he stay and have a loving mother? The mother he always wanted? Please can’t he stay where he’s not hurt anymore? Where he can have friends, eat tarts, and have his mother’s love?

Please, can’t he stay just a few more minutes before he has to go back?

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BREAKING: Ace Trappola LOVES his friends SO MUCH

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BABES I WAS PULLING FOR CHEF ORTHO AND LOOK WHO CANE HOME

WHOMSTVE

WHAT WHY ARE YOY HERE I WANTED MY BABY!!!

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I know she’d be a better mom to him than Mrs. Rosehearts could ever be!

Riddle Dalles born to Angelina Dalles (Madam red) this scenario wouldn’t stop buzzing through my head because he looks so much like her if she got to have her child I’m sure it would have look just like riddle. I just think it’s sweet the child she wanted to have and the mother he needed.

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Give it up for @heyyy11 for making this post sadder

You know what’d be sad? If we saw the staff members dreams and in Treins dream his wife was there and alive. What if in the dream, she’s growing old with Trein? Crows feet around her eyes from how often she smiles, hair going grey, dropping by occasionally to bring him lunch because he forgot it at home. What if deep down, Trein knows it’s not real? That it’s a dream? The last time he saw her, she hadn’t yet grown wrinkles, her hair was still a solid color, and she’s smiling, he hasn’t seen her smile in years. Likely the last time he saw her was in a casket, a solem expression on her face. He knows it’s a dream, he’s mourned his wife for years, he still cries when he visits her grave, maybe he has a mourning locket with her picture and maybe a lock of her hair. Who knows? Maybe that’s what his pendant is.

She was young when she died, when he last saw her. Maybe she died giving birth or because of a sickness, maybe the last time he saw her, there was so much blood and he was begging her to stay awake, holding their crying baby in his arms, begging her to keep living for their daughters, for him, for her. But she couldn’t. He fell to the ground when the doctors announced her time of death and put that sheet over her, holding their child close and sobbing. Maybe she was so thin because of the sickness, he could count all the bones in her body with how thin she was, her eyes had begun to sink into her head, her breathing labored. She was dying and there was nothing he could do to stop it, nothing he could do to help the love of his life. Maybe she died talking to him, telling him to take care of their daughters, make sure they grow up well, maybe she smiled at him when he said of course, as though he’d ever leave their children to the wolves. Maybe she died shortly after, maybe he felt her hand go limp in his. Maybe he cried, begging her to wake up, not wanting to admit that she was dead.

The love of his life was dead.

But imagine when the students and maybe a couple of the teachers come to ‘wake him up’, maybe he admits that he knew it was a dream all along, he knew from the moment he saw his wife with her hair streaked with grey and the small wrinkles on her face, the crows feet. She was young when she died after all, he’d stared at her pictures and portraits for years, memorizing each millimeter of her face. His only wish was to grow old with her, and this is his only chance to do so.

So please, give him just a few more minutes, let him be with the love of his life for just a few more minutes, please don’t separate them again so soon, his heart couldn’t take it.

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AAAHHH RIEBEIFNI ISENJCUEVEIF OH MY GOD THEY LOOK SO AMAZING ONL IM GONNA GO INSANE

New card for the Lantern event!

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OHMAHGAD I NEED TO BREATHE I FICKING LOVE TANGLED AND RIDDLES RAPUNZEL AND OH MY GOD HOLY SHIT YANA YOU GET MY FIRST BORN AND MY SOUL

MY WISHES FOR A TANGLED EVENT CAME TRUUUEEEEE OMMMGGGGG OMMMMMGGGG

RIDDLE WITH LONG HAIR AHHHHHHH OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG

WAS HOPING FOR DIASOMNIA BUT ITS OKAY I LOVE RIDDLE TO AHHHH

SR DEUCE, R KALIM, SR JACK for the event

THE WAY THEY ARE RELEASING both this event and riddles dream in FEBRAURY AHHH