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bushelofmuses · 56 minutes ago
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Worried. Why did everyone worry for him?
He was grateful for the kindness, the concern. It filled him with warmth, and it made late nights after everyone retired for the night more bearable when he had little to do but think. But at the same time, he didn't want them to focus solely on him. Cole didn't think he was worth the worry. Worrying never helped.
"I'm fine," he insisted, tense beneath his hand. Cole knew he was fine. "It...is not as loud as it used to be..."
Since he became more real, things were quieter than they used to be, but it wasn't completely silent. But did it exhaust him? Wear on him? It was...taxing but not unbearable. It was his purpose, and what made him happy.
"You have the weight of the world right now, not me." Surely Rein needed this concern more than him. "Are you alright?"
"Cole..." Rein gently set the dagger down on the table, "I know you are compassionate. It's a wonder about you we all enjoy. That you're strange for all the right reasons. That you care deeply."
Rein, despite his immense strength, placed such a gentle hand on Cole's shoulder, "Can you experience burning out on this? Does this not wear you down? To hear all the grief and pain of everyone and everything?" Rein was soft, trying to word this as carefully as he could.
"You spread yourself so thin. I worry of your mental health. We all have limits. Even you." His mismatched eyes were kind, as kind as they could be. He cared for his team. Cole was no exception.
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bushelofmuses · 1 hour ago
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cons of writing with me: i’m trash
pros of writing with me: i’m YOUR trash
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bushelofmuses · 2 hours ago
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He cocked his head and shuffled back a step to give him space. Cole wasn't thinking when he just appeared at his side like that; he was trying to do better about not startling people but he wasn't perfect about it yet.
"Oh...it's horrible." Maybe it was a good thing that Rein couldn't hear it.
Don't use it at all, he thought. Cole knew Rein would have to when it came time to kill the Evanuris but...he knew it was an impossibility. The dagger held more uses than just a tool to end the gods and tear open the veil. It was multipurpose. Not using it would be foolish, but it's at the expense of the life it was once part of.
"No," he said finally. "Use it sparingly. I know you're trying to be careful though."
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That poor dagger, he thought.
"It wails and begs for a release that will never come." Millennia later and it was still in pain, still ached and raged.
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Cole had a feeling its pain would never end.
"Do you hear it singing and whispering?" He hoped that Rein would be gentle with it, be kind to it. Sometimes kindness helped soothe the pain, but sometimes it made it worse. There was no telling which it would be.
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bushelofmuses · 3 hours ago
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bushelofmuses · 3 hours ago
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@reining-disaster
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That poor dagger, he thought.
"It wails and begs for a release that will never come." Millennia later and it was still in pain, still ached and raged.
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Cole had a feeling its pain would never end.
"Do you hear it singing and whispering?" He hoped that Rein would be gentle with it, be kind to it. Sometimes kindness helped soothe the pain, but sometimes it made it worse. There was no telling which it would be.
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bushelofmuses · 3 hours ago
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men love to be shoved and grabbed and thrown around and pinned down its like enrichment for them
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bushelofmuses · 4 hours ago
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//swore I'd go easy on the ooc posts today and what do I do? Post two ic and then go crazy with the ooc
Sorry about that
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bushelofmuses · 4 hours ago
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bushelofmuses · 4 hours ago
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Death is a natural part of life. Not your death though. Your death is gonna be super fucked up.
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bushelofmuses · 4 hours ago
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"come home and see my girl cave :)" I say flirtily. You agree, imagining a rec room with some couches and maybe a few vintage consoles. I lead you down into the basement, where I have carved out a slimy grotto with its own ecosystem. by the time you see me dive into the water and come up with a fish in my teeth, it's too late. You want to fuck me so badly.
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bushelofmuses · 4 hours ago
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Veil jumper rook + emmrich
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bushelofmuses · 5 hours ago
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Was talking about how much I love Vivienne Dragon Age on Twitter the other day.
Don't worry I'm not going to pivot back into DA fanart all the time :P
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bushelofmuses · 6 hours ago
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bushelofmuses · 6 hours ago
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7 Deadly Sin Headcanons
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bushelofmuses · 7 hours ago
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bushelofmuses · 7 hours ago
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Julia Manning “My Garden Moths Poplar Hawkmoth” Lino and woodcut 30x30 cm.
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bushelofmuses · 7 hours ago
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Open RP; Cecil Albright
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The elderly moth held out a large blue tin in offering, his palps shifting into what might pass as a smile, considering he had no lips. "They're shortbread. My wife made them."
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