#(( and will some and take her away and it doesnt matter if she cant save herself because they'll be there for her every time

[royalreef]

       Meanwhile, she is still waiting for some dashing knight to come by, her true love, to sweep her off her feet and take her away and save her!! To go someplace far, far away where she can live happily forevermore! Someone has to still be holding out for a hero, and Miranda is all too happy to fit that bill.

[faiirybread]

the wilt of the rose ︴dr3

🥀in which.. they just cant talk to eachother

pt1! pt2!

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danny what the hell is going on

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im so confused

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yeah everytime i go on insta something is going on with you two

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papaya cult member

danny i can see you reading this

maxy paxy #1

DANNY TELL US

DANNY RIIIC

idek tbh

papaya cult member

im gonna punch you

DANNY RIIIC

STOP i just dont know whats going on

like we went for that date and everything was fine and then the stuff about her and some guy came out

like idk

papaya cult member

ok but who started it

maxy paxy #1

yeah who cheated first

papaya cult member

be so honest rn

DANNY RIIIC

..me

papaya cult member

DANNY

WHAT THE FUCK

maxy paxy #1

dude..

DANNY RIIIC

HEAR ME OUT

papaya cult member

NO???

DANNY RIIIC

NONONO LISTEN

LISTEN

IT WAS HER FIRST

SHE CAME ONTO ME

maxy paxy #1

danny slow down

give us the full story

DANNY RIIIC

it doesnt even matter anymore

i just want it to be done

i miss her

i fucked up so bad you guys

papaya cult member

no shit sherlock

DANNY RIIIC

like

what am i supposed to do?

maxy paxy #1

mate im gonna be honest

i dont think you can fix it

DANNY RIIIC

what

why

papaya cult member

BECAUSE YOU CHEATED ON HER YOU FUCKING DUMBASS

DANNY RIIIC

yeah i know that but like

is there fr no way back?

maxy paxy #1

ok lando back off

ok?

take a breather

papaya cult member

k.

maxy paxy #1

danny.

you betrayed her trust

so so much

like you will have to grovel your way back

DANNY RIIIC

ok

ok i will

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[puhpandas]

prompt from @kookyc

Extinct

(891 words)

It was supposed to just be a silly marathon.

Gregory threw out the idea to Freddy, who mentioned wanting to learn more about the outside world. Which... he cant really do as only a head, despite Gregory and Vanessa having plans to get him a body.

Gregory just wanted to show him some of the world around him, nature and all that crap, from the comfort of Vanessa's apartment, by watching a nature documentary.

Gregory should have known letting the episode about bears play was a bad idea.

"Bears are extinct?!" Freddy cries, once again suprising Gregory with the suprising amount of emotion in his robotic voice.

Gregory sighs, and facepalms, pausing the TV. "Yeah. Went extinct a couple years back. Polar bears went first, and then they all just kinda dropped from there."

Freddy sputters, and looks at the grizzly bear on the TV with somehow shiny eyes. "B-But I thought humans were supposed to protect nature and the wild animals that inhabit it!"

Gregory frowns. "Yeah, they're supposed to. But things happened and not everything can be saved."

Freddy looks away from the TV and at him, LED eyes shining bright with emotion. "I am a bear. I am Freddy Fazbear. What does this mean for me?"

Gregory sighs. "Oh boy."

"If bears are all extinct, does that mean I am the last bear in the world?" Freddy starts, eyes staring blankly at the wall. "I am not a real bear, though. Does that mean I am apart of my own species? With the Pizzaplex closing down, will there be no more of me made? Am I the last of my kind?!"

Gregory pats Freddys head when he begins to sound frantic, and he grabs the remote, turning off the documentary and putting on YouTube. "Maybe we should watch something else. I dont think worrying over whether you can go extinct as a robot is good for your programming."

Freddy mimics taking a deep breath, like how Vanessa showed him how to do if Freddy ever malfunctions over Gregory being away. "You are right, Gregory. What would my ancestors think if I was wasting the life of the last bear on earth with worrying? They would want me to live it to the fullest!"

Gregory pauses. "Er... that's not what I meant--"

"Nonsense!" Freddy exclaims. "Put on some more information about nature, Superstar. I want to learn about those before me!"

Vanessa walks into the room before Gregory can respond, holding a bowl of popcorn. "I heard yelling. What happened?"

Gregory waves sporratically at the TV and then at Freddy. "Vanessa, tell Freddy that he isn't apart of a species and that he wont go extinct like bears did!"

Vanessa plops down on the couch, and she hums nonchalantly, in thought.

"Well... technically..."

Gregory stares at her. "Vanessa."

Gregory can see a slight twitch in her carefully neural expression, and he feels his blood boil. "Technically, Glamrock Freddys have gone extinct, since they wont be rebuilding another Pizzaplex."

Gregory stands up off the couch. "But he isnt even apart of a species to begin with! He cant even go extinct!"

Vanessa's stony expression finally breaks, and she bursts out laughing when Freddy cries out.

"So it is true!" Freddy exclaims, distraught. "I am the last Glamrock Freddy!"

Gregory shakes his head and sighs, sitting down. "Sure, I guess... but Freddy, you arent just a Glamrock Freddy," Gregory says, and sends Vanessa the stink eye when shes still laughing.

"You're one of a kind. And being so unique that there arent any more of you isnt a bad thing. How would you feel if there were two of me?"

Freddy hums, mulling over Gregory's words. "I cannot imagine there being two of you, Superstar, same with Vanessa, but..." He trails off. "You are not like me, Gregory. You were not created to entertain and inspire. You are just you, and I am me."

"That's right. You're you." Gregory counters. "It doesnt matter why we were created, it matters what we do with our lives while we live them."

Gregory sends Vanessa a meaningful look, and she just stares at them when her laughter dies down considerably, a serious expression on her face.

"Damn," Vanessa pokes him. "Why are you pulling out all of the existential wise words, squirt?"

Gregory shrugs. "I dunno. Freddy seems like he needs it."

Freddy rumbles a low sound, and Gregory recognizes it as thinking. "So..." Freddy begins. "you are saying that I am myself, and there is nobody else like me, therefore I cannot truly die?"

Gregory scratches behind his head. "Well, I didnt put it like that..." He says. "But yeah. I guess."

Freddy smiles. "That was very wise, Superstar." He praises. "I will keep this in mind next time I feel like I am in a jumble."

"...Jumble?" Gregory mutters, then shakes his head. "No problem, Freddy. I just don't want you to have an existential crisis again."

"How about we watch one of your, as you put it, 'vlogs', Superstar?" Freddy asks.

Gregory grins. "You dont even have to ask."

The video Gregory put on was only playing for a couple minutes when Vanessa spoke up suddenly, a quiet mumble.

"Well technically, a long line of Freddys have been fizzled out over decades and never used again, so Freddy can go extinct."

"Vanessa!"

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[musubiki]

lol I love the idea that Clarinette in her “Lime collects weird things I’ll find some weird things for him!” she accidentally finds something SUPER rare and hands it to him and he just casually pockets it. He thinks he can just get away with giving it to Mochi and taking all the credit but then has a mental crisis of LYING????? to MOCHI???????

Funny continuation of this is it’s AM (after Mochi) so he sheepishly confesses that Clarinette is the one who found it and Mochi goes up and thanks her

Sad contunuation of this is it’s BM (before Mochi) is him having a mental crisis of how dare he even think of lying to her. He would never lie to her before she left! What’s changed in me. And then slowly watching it wilt away.

OKAY FOR ALL FOUR OF THESE POINTS I WANNA SAY SOMETHINGS!!!!! first of all i love it and it makes me sad and happy thinking about them :')

1 ) first i think clarinette would think its so cute that lime collects random stuff. everyone says "Ah nice, so the witches cant use it. good thinking" but clarinette sees just a LITTLE bit past it and thinks its a weird and endearing hobby of his. imagine how disillusioned she is when she finds out "Oh, this cute quirky thing he does isnt actually a cute quirky thing, its him thinking of the other woman the whole damn time."

2 ) LIME ACTUALLY LIES TO MOCHI MORE THAN HE SHOULD!!!!!!!! and it SUCKS because its always to save himself from looking like a simp or a dumbass because the truth is embarrassing for him, but it damages her levels of trust in him unfortunately. and she keeps telling him to stop but then another thing comes up where he doesnt want to admit the truth so he lies again (lime flaw). one example is when she asks him why he stays in the m34th, and his answer is "Because they pay well and I'm bored," but no matter how much extra commissions she finds and money she can magic up, he stays anyway. she has to learn from fucking clarinette that he stays because they make him stronger (real lime quote). he doesnt want to tell mochi that he feels so inadequate and inferior when he cant keep up with her, and the m34th is the only way to get his ass up to her level consistently. without it hes back to 16 year old lime who can barely help for shit in the face of magic and monsters

3 ) THAT LAST POINT IS SO TCWG IN NATURE!!!!!!!!!!! lime finding a super rare ingredient and its about to go bad so fuck it, sell it to the merchant. maybe he can keep it fresher than me and i get some money for it. and mochi sees it among the merchants wares and buys it :') bonus points if however shes keeping it fresh with magic, he sees it among her spell ingredients years later. its not IMPOSSIBLE to find one, its just so rare that makes him think if its the same one <3

(and of course the merchant doesnt say shit about where he got it. mochi goes "wow! so rare! where did you get this!" and instead of telling the TRUTH he goes "Industry secret!")

[kingcunny]

Just thinking about how awkward the and layered and complex the goodbye between Rhaenys and Viserys would be when he departs Driftmark after Laena's funeral and the eye incident.

Maybe rhaenys thinks that now that viserys has had some time to cool off he Might apologize for his behavior, or failing that (as, knowing viserys, that seems unlikely) they might at least be able to have an honest conversation about her/their grandchildren. about daemon and laena. laenor and rhaenyra. how this succession is going to work. viserys wasnt willing to talk about it before, but clearly a line has been crossed that night. SOMETHING needs be done. difficult conversations need to be had. viserys wasnt ever willing to bend to her before, but her daughter just died. alone and far away from home, BECAUSE of his brother. if for no reason other than guilt, viserys should at Least hear her out.

viserys might be dumb but hes not stupid. he probably knows he didnt handle that situation as well as he could. he reacted on instinct, emotionally. he was just as scared as anyone else in that room, just that he was the one that held the power. so hes the one that got the final say. it mightve not been the best thing, but he said it and hes the king so its over with (he never learned from watching jae that this method never works)… he cant walk back what he said. he cant discuss it after he said its over. that would make him look weak. it doesnt matter anyway. where rhaenyra is concerned viserys will never budge.

and so i imagine their goodbye to be fairly stilted, awkward and uncomfortable. viserys feeling guilty knowing hes, once again, fucked up. and yet, once again, refusing to do anything to fix his mistake. maybe even wanting some validation from rhaenys, that things are okay. which would only make rhaenys more upset with him. he didnt say a word to her during her daughters funeral and now he wants HER to comfort HIM?

all he does is take. theyve been doing this dance for years and shes just. so tired. done with viserys. done with his family. she just wants them gone so she can grieve. she doesnt give him anything. stonewalls him as hard as he does her. if not even her daughters death will sway viserys to give her the time of day, then nothing will. she tried arguing with jaehaerys and it didnt get her anywhere. shes saving her breath with viserys.

[littleeggrock]

long drabble about the events of purgatory day 14

mainly a Jaiden pov watcher but i was tuned into Phil for awhile today just to get a good sense of what was happening, and i needed something to fill the Jaiden shaped hole in my head. i went in with good intentions and hope for the future and came out with angst and a desire to write. drabble under the cut

Philza doesnt know what to think about after today, so he thinks about Bolas.

he thinks of Jaiden, still passed out, broken, beaten, unconscious curled up in their old base like she has been for the past week. the sole reason for the teams name and the heart of it all. he hopes she was far enough underground that the meteors didn't hurt her. but even if they somehow managed to miss, the earthquake would have gotten her anyways. still, he has hope, Jaiden's always been resilient, bouncing back up after every death since the first day they met. bobby's death took a toll on her, broke her, some could say, but even still, in purgatory, literal hell, she thrived. screeching across the coms as her death messages filled the communicators, laughing to herself as she was killed over and over again, knowing that its for the good of the team. god he hopes shes ok, wherever she is now, she deserves it.

he thinks of Baghera, a broken woman,clinging to the child she couldn't save. purgatory broke her, she was damaged before the eggs, before everything, Pomme's disappearance was the catalyst, but Hell was the straw that broke the camels back. he recalls howling around the campfire of their corpses, and in the heat of the moment, and to the shock of the others around her, she exclaimed that the watcher could kill Pomme, and she wouldn't even care. Phil knew then that it wasn't true and now, more than ever. so she stayed back, willing to sacrifice her life, possibly for good this time.

he thinks of Cellbit, a man pushed to his limits. people are made without purpose, but Phil thinks that if anyone has one, Cellbits is to love. he loved his husband, even on the battlefield, when they both killed each other multiple times and came out stronger in in their relationship than ever before. he loved Bolas, maybe not in the same way but loved them all none the less, because they were a team, and nothing could take that away from them. they fought together, killed together, ate together, slept together, and sometimes that creates the strongest bonds of all. and if he started the trend of calling Phil dad, even as a joke? well, who is he to complain. he loved Richarlyson more than the world itself. his one true confident, the only one who knew mostly all of his plans. the egg that was taken from him. the egg's disappearance that drove him to start killing again. the egg that kept him killing through hell. the egg that he died trying to save, perhaps an attempt to provide a sacrifice to the watcher so he would return his son to him.

he thinks of Foolish, who made it on the boat with him. Jaiden was the closest anyone on the island had ever gotten to Foolish, asides from Bad maybe. his cheerful exterior finally cracked, just like his totem body, he sits silent, and Phil knows he isn't taking this well. he cant remember the last time he saw him this still.

he thinks of Charlie, and knows the code seems to have spread. it's licking at his shirt now, spreading to his biceps and moving across the frames of his glasses like an oil spill. he knows that he and Baghera were close, remembers the two singing in tandem at karaoke, the goldfish joke, and hes heard the horror stories of The Big Swell. Phil doesn't know what to do about charlie, so deep in Codeflippa's delusion that he doesn't think he could pull him out no matter what he did. with over half of bolas gone charlie is vulnerable, and Phil silently vows to not allow him near "Flippa" alone ever again, lest it take advantage of him. if he cant stop the spread, maybe he can slow it until something or someone else can.

he thinks of Etoiles, and its difficult to get a read on the stoic warrior. however, he knows hes probably feeling guilty over it all, his duty, as hes stated many times during many different occasions, is to protect. he could hardly save himself, much less others this time, and Phil doesn't know what to tell him. he moves to sit over next to the warrior, and hopes Etoiles appreciates the closeness.

[pumpkinsy0]

idk how to describe this post, but just describing characters psyche lol

darry,dally, and tim- they have little to no genuine support system and have to harbor everything they go through pretty much alone and bottle shit up cause growing up quickly sucks

tim- his parents werent rlly parents, so he had to emotionally mature fast and understand what they did wrong in life and in having kids so that he could better take care of angela and curly, he learns quickly that looking out for ur own blood can save ur skin more than yknow it, his parents arent around rlly anymore and he doesnt exactly know where they run off to even if they come back home for a few days but he knows theyll never learn that

angela- she canonically had a break down about her life being actual dogshit and bryon says that in the morning she’ll go back to her own stone cold strong self cause thats just the way she is, that's just the way she's learned to go through life

literally every singular one of the characters LMAOOO- its self explanatory HOWEVER i will highlight darry here

curly- faces a shit ton of oppression (even if u dont agree w him being queer hes still black to me but if u dont see him as black hes still a poc and a greaser) so hes just learned to do whatever he wants bc no matter what he does hes always gonna b judged so y not live life to the fullest and in a way that makes him happy, he’ll still be shunned, but at least he’ll be happy

tim- i cant properly find the words to explain it, but someone needs to check up on this nigga fr, a good portion of the neighborhood is religious, especially the older ppl yet they always judge him for one thing and another, nobody is rlly genuinely hoping (or in this case praying) he gets better

curly- shameless reminder that i ship purly, so I thought about curly saying this to pony for a sec cause i think cures that type guy to just explore the world any way he wants and he'll do anything to get someone to join him in on it

this is also for very obvious reason two bit, soda and if u squint, steve

darry- he cares for pony sm it comes off to pony that he doesnt care at all, pony needs his space to breathe and darry doesnt wanna let em go

the shepards but most particularly angela- for some reason she held her parents in a high light cause unlike some kids in the neighborhood they had them both, curly and tim knew this wasn't rlly the case very quickly and as angela grew up, bit by bit she knew what they meant and would lay or even cry in bed over it

TAKE AWAY THAT THESE R COUSINS PLS ONLY PAY ATTENTION TO THE WORDS THATS WHAT IM TRYNNA HIGHLIGHT HERE IM BEGGING U

purly- either way u chose who's who the other has always felt like they weighted other ppl down (for ponys case) or like theyre just to far gone to be helped (for curlys case), they still love each others company because they see the other as being worth it/deserving of it

however if u dont ship purly or can't get over em being cousins this is literally darry and pony or johnny and pony for like the same exact reason

[spacedlexi]

At first I was mixed about Lily's return but the more I think about the more it feels right.

Lily is cursed.

She is the woman in the comics that kills Lorie and her baby at the prison before snapping and killing the Governor.

She always follows people that in some twisted way remind her of her dad and in the end helps bring the end of whatever group she is apart of.

The Delta lost so many in Lily's attempt to get the kids all because of one she knew from so long ago. One from the first group she destroyed.

im gonna be honest when i say i ... really never understood all the hang ups people had about lily returning to fill the villain role for s4

like lily returning in s4 makes more sense to me than kenny returning in s2 im gonna be real with you all. lily was at worst left on the side of the road and at best had her own rv at least she wasnt left for dead in a walker infested alleyway. personally i was hoping for a christa return (because i dont want to admit she really died 💀 no body=no death) but lily made enough sense to me and i was excited by her reveal

clem knew lily at the beginning of the outbreak. before 8 years of it turned them into different people. clem isnt the scared little girl she used to be. shes grown up into an extremely capable fighter. and while lily at the beginning of the outbreak seemed like a tired woman trying to keep it together, but also felt the need to take charge and didnt like being questioned (who also cared too much about her awful father but we get more insight into that in s4), by s4 shes lost any shred of kindness she mightve had left. she was military before the outbreak and now given a position of power rules through fear and an iron fist (just like her father). but there are moments between her and clem where we can see just a Glimpse of that old lily ("we were family once..."). but all of that goes away once she realizes that clem is a genuine threat now. and lily recognizes that clem would be a perfect soldier if she can just break her the way she herself was broken so long ago. and if she cant break clem then she'll break aj instead

and then we have the lee element. lily is the Only other person left from that first group at the motel (she did not destroy that group btw ben did like cmon now and ben Keeps destroying it after lily isnt even around anymore). and while shes wrong to say she knew lee better than clem ever did, lee and lily (and kenny) were group leaders together while clem was eating her apple and coloring with chalk. like the adults were speaking. and depending on how you played s1 lee could have a decent relationship with lily. lily being able to sow those seeds of doubt in s4 clems head is just fun mind games

they have History. clem still wears the hair ties lily gave her all the way back in s1. she helped take care of clem for a time. looked out for her. and in a different universe clem Easily couldve ended up standing in minnies shoes instead

also in regards to the delta we Know they dont really want to be kidnapping kids to fight in a war that would probably kill most of them in the first 5 minutes. if they had the adults to be fighting instead they would be. it just shows us how dire the deltas situation really is. they were just expecting to find a bunch of kids for easy picking but clem turned them all into skilled enough fighters to successfully kill a few of them and raid their boat. clem is a big enough win that it doesnt even matter how skilled the rest of the kids are. plus lily was just leading the excursion. we dont know how high up the ladder she really was and how much power she really held. maybe she had something to prove back at the delta (my one real gripe is that we didnt get to actually See the delta. in my perfect world there were 5 episodes and ep 4 was about the delta 😔)

both lily and clem are just trying to save their communities. the difference is lily wants to uphold the status quo of fear and force and war, and clem is trying to build a safe community thats different from the many shes seen. she and the rest of the kids just want to carve out their own little safe haven in this dangerous and unforgiving world. they make a place truly worth fighting for

clem getting some form of closure with lily i feel might get to help her close the book so to speak on her history up until this point. clem has been fighting for so long... but she has a new home now. a new community. she can Chill a little bit. shes gonna grow into such an incredible leader 😭 (not that she isnt already 😭)

[bridgyrose]

Weiss and Cinder position swap. Cinder is the "they're confused but they have the spirit!" team member who is doggedly loyal to Ruby and Weiss is the manipulative (and manipulated) person who only wants power over their life for once.

Weiss adjusted the collar of her shirt to hide the scarring around her neck as she watched Team CYBR (Cyber) take on Team ABRN in the opening round of the tournament. A smirk crossed her lips and she leaned back on her bed, spinning the dust revolver on her rapier’s hilt. Everything had started going according to plan, and as long as she was able to keep everything under control, no one was going to see what was coming. 

“Who do you think’s going to win?” Mercury asked. “Ruby and her friends seem to be a bit outmatched if you ask me.” 

“Ruby and her team will pull through and win the match,” Weiss said calmly as she watched the match closely, the smirk on her lips fading. “We’ll need that brute on their team to make it to the finals for our plan to go smoothly.” 

“And if she doesnt?” 

“She will. Afterall, it is team CYBR that seems to get in our way. And if they seem to start failing, then Emerald will make sure they can still win.” 

Emerald nodded and flipped through a few pictures on her scroll. “Though, we still dont have any guarantee they’ll keep sending her up. The faunus and the orphan seem to be working together well enough, we might need to change our approach.” 

Weiss stopped her dust revolver from spinning and looked up towards the ceiling of the dorm room. “If they dont send up the brute, then I’ll adjust our plan accordingly. All that matters is that we show the kingdoms that huntsmen cant be trusted. That no matter how much trust they put into them, huntsmen arent meant to save people. Only to follow the wills of the kingdoms and the councils in charge.” 

“Then what would you like for us to do in the meantime?” 

“Go to the fairgrounds and enjoy yourself,” Weiss said as she put her rapier down. “Mingle with the other teams, find out who they plan to send up and who we’ll need to make adjustments for. The last thing I want are for any last minute surprises that’ll interrupt our plans.” 

“Alright. Want us to get you anything?” 

Weiss shook her head and turned to look at the television screen again, keeping her eyes on Ruby. The one person that seemed to keep getting in her way unintentionally, a kink in the plans that never seemed to go away no matter how much planning was involved. A smile crossed her lips for a moment as she sat up, a small, fiery glyph forming above her fingers as she circled it in the air. “Your move, Ruby. Lets see if you can stumble onto the real plan for Beacon.” 

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Cinder raised her swords to block Reese’s hoverboard, sliding back as she braced against the impact. She pushed Reese back with a growl and ran her fingers up the sides of her swords, activating the dust inside them as they burst into flames. “Ruby?! Any time now!” 

“I’m thinking!” Ruby yelled back as she used her semblance to find a vantage point to look over the arena. “Just… try to get them grouped up!” 

“Easier said than done!” Cinder took a few steps back to avoid Reese, her eyes following the hoverboard. She ran her hand over her blades once more, heating them with her semblance and molding them into a bow. “Go help Yang! I have an idea!” 

Ruby nodded and rushed off to help Yang deal with Arslan. 

Cinder took a breath and drew back her bowstring, nocking an arrow and aiming at Reese’s hoverboard. She quickly let loose arrow after arrow, drawing back each one as quickly as she could grab them. She relaxed a bit as she watched Reese pull back, her eyes immediately snapping to the rest of team ABRN. Bolin had moved to help Arslan with Yang and Ruby, and Nadir was starting to give Blake some trouble. 

“Cinder! Watch out!” Blake yelled. 

Cinder quickly moved out of the way of a rock Arslan had thrown at her, wincing as her aura started to flicker. With a quick glance to her scroll, she checked her team's aura levels, not liking how low everything was. “Yang! Punch the ground!” 

Yang paused. “What?” 

“Just do it!” 

“You better have a plan!” 

Cinder nodded and shot another arrow at Reese to keep her back, smirking as she watched the terrain start to crack from Yang and the other team start to lose their balance. She pressed her hand to the ground and activated her semblance, superheating the terrain to make some obsidian. “Ruby! All you now!” 

Ruby smiled and rushed around Bolin and Arslan, pushing them back to Reese. “Blake! Yang! Time for Bumblebee!” 

Cinder rushed back as she watched Blake throw the gun of her weapon to Yang and pull her around the edge of the arena and over the obsidian path. She looked away as Yang made impact with team ABRN, dropping to her knees as she heard the buzzer as the match ended. 

“And with that spectacular ending, Team CYBR wins!” Professor Port called out over the loudspeaker. 

Cinder picked herself up and smiled as she listened to the cheers, glancing at her team before walking over to them. “I cant believe that worked.” 

Yang smiled and pulled Ruby to her. “Of course it worked! Ruby’s genius when it comes to on the fly plans!” 

Ruby tried to get out of Yang’s arm, struggling to get out of her grip. “Yang!” 

Cinder giggled and helped Ruby out of Yang’s grip. “Lets get something to eat. On me today.” 

[1tsjusty0u]

I need to ask questions before i forget

ok so: ofc i could not forget this question. what does link think of sheikah tech

also impressions/interactions with purah and robbie Perhaps

AH!! honestly i dont think he really thinks much about it unless he needs it (ex robbie stuff), or zelda/purah/robbie/even impa mention things about it (like snippets of how it works or the history of it). usually the only thing that matters is “dangerous = avoid” or “helpful = get”. the only exception to this being the shrine of resurrection, which at first he didnt question at all, but once he learned of What It Was, then he was like “OH. oh i Dont like that”. the few times hes gone back in there he’ll sometimes just. sit in there. and try to discern more about it (and also more about his past self by proxy, despite not really being awake when he was put into it). the divine beasts creep him severely out at first, Especially vah naboris at first. it just walks so unnaturally…. and it walks in circles and gets closer to the mountains but then it turns away. however after he frees the champions he just. sits by them. once again either just to have a Moment or to talk to the champions. i really like this idea because it both means link can share food with them and also it can get more character revelations (maybe mipha can finally talk to sidon and her dad. WHICH BY THE WAY ITS SO SAD YUNOBO SAW DARUK BUT SIDON DIDNT SEE MIPHA. like im sure mipha did that on purpose as well as daruk but D: ). the guardians probably scared him really badly at first, and hed avoid them at all costs. i think the only time he found out you could fight them And Win would be if/when he got the guardian sheild from cherry, where it autoblocks their beams. thats how he learned he could parry them and now fighting them is Tense but also pretty easy. he doesnt like the flying ones he cant parry them. he just uses ancient arrows on them or avoids them. speaking of when doing miphas guardian fight its kind of the first time he realizes that the guardians Werent Meant to do all of this. the ones mipha fought were Designed to fight, and you could tell as they glowed orange not pink. doing the kakariko shrine also cemented this and i think he would miss that specific guardian (i dont know if it respawns on blood moons. i know the strength trial ones do but this one might not). i think he would like cores though just on the account of being rare and looking very cool. he also uses guardian weapons sometimes both on the basis of being cool and being respawnable weapons (shrine strength trials and all that jazz). speaking of the shrines he either loves them (shrines that require outside challenges like the skull lake one) or does Not like them (ones that can kill him like the spike balloon one). he saved some shrines for zelda to do (including the one in the memory, half out of spite and half out of she Did want to see. she might actually use this to get better at defending herself if it comes to that (and also studying how the guardians move and their attacks. once defeating it taking its parts and deconstructing it). this also does put into question how im making death work here (i like to think that save reloads or those little link falling off . animations? cutscenes? are like previews of what happens and then he just comes back to himself. they do Actually happen and he can Feel It but he always ends up in the position he was just before he did that (like getting off the ground after those cutscenes). those are jarring for him and he doesnt like the feeling.

i think how he sees ganon by proxy would also be interesting. ganon uses sheikah tech a Lot (the blights and his own mini shrine of resurrection). hed probably think the blights are just kind of. proxies of the divine beasts? like not questioning it at all because the aesthetic fits and all that jazz. but once he got to the castle he Would question ganons own SoR thing (and the decayed guardian attached to it). and also ganons form before he turns into the dark beast would be. Very Weird to him. he wouldnt ask zelda but hed ask impa or purah how thatd work or how he can do that and they go “he can do fucking What?”.

impressions of purah and robbie pre cal are: pretty cool but doesnt know well, and cool and weirdly nice. robbie would slightly scare him until he works with him more, and purah wouldnt scare him but hed be awkward around her as if they worked together itd probably be in silence, unless something would happen in which case link would have no idea whats happening so he’d just. go with it. minor deadpan “yay!” or “ah sorry”s. i like to think that at some point he’d have to scavenge guardian parts for purah as a debt for something (if she built the hateno lab pre cal and he told his sister about it i think purah and aryll would meet, but also purah would not want strangers really knowing about all of this. though it does bring into question how the lab would be “hidden” in the first place? post cal has the excuse of its been 100 years and people forgor but pre cal the ancient tech is super relevant. i imagine purah would simply lie to the kids to spread rumors and keep people out. but also in creating a champion and robbies diary its mentioned that the labs were built After the calamity so. shrugs. on one hand im keeping it because it gives me an excuse to have the champions visit hateno, but yeah. was the hateno lab also a lighthouse before…?). purah and link would make a slightly distant but friendly duo. its like purah would lead it but is also more self conscious at the time so if link questions something she would have trouble answering (especially if its about herself ((ex. isat loop reacting to siffrin telling them that theyre awkward and taking it personally). however getting guardian parts between the two of them would be easy and also scarily effective. neither of them care about dirt or grime and parts collecting is fun for link and simply looking inside guardians both decayed and not is fun for both of them. and once link knows How to take apart guardians/search for parts without damaging anything else hed be extremely meticulous about it. what i mean by that is that hed get extra things he didnt have to and sort it out depending on the factors. this is great for purah, because it means more data on how some parts were damaged to begin with and how she can restore them. other than that though i dont think theyd work much together. theyre just in their own little corners + purah is more friends with zelda than link. unless he collected parts for her however they would less “work together” and more “ah item collection time” and mailing it to her/just. handing it in. however robbie and link would be less distant but still in their own little corners. its the prime example of . sorry i just violently remembered pansexual introvert asexual extrovert show while typing i need a better explanation for this. guy who is the most energetic person you will ever meet vs guy who is the chillest person you will ever meet. actually while typing this i was about to say robbie would drag him into things and while thats Probably true for like. small experiments i think if link was already there purah would drag him into more dangerous ones (unless link explicitly stated he didnt want to). she Did do the anti aging rune while robbie just sat there. basically robbie would initiate a partnership and purah would deepen it through increasingly mad scientist experiments. though i think she’d test the waters in how far she could actually go with it if that makes sense. i mentioned the self consciousness but from aocs cutscenes she seems more nervous in general but that could be me. but yeah she would hesitate. and also test certain ones on herself with proper safety. robbie would basically just make link bring certain items over (“pass the wrench” type of deal) and really just talk to him. also getting distracted in the middle of talking when something Happens but talking when he can. in the senario of link collecting parts i think hed go to robbie to restore some rusted over parts because he really doesnt know who else could do that. and also robbie would know purah so itd probably be cool. and yeah things go well

long paragraph. but!! yeah they could theoretically be friends they just arent into the same things. hypothetical tumblr mutuals. otherwise theyre nice to each other and would play board games

post cal!!! suspicious until he learnt she was the actual director. then he thought she was a fun person but mostly focused on fixing the runes at the time and memory collection. he was also slightly miffed about the having to bring parts but he couldnt complain because well. Yeah Fair Enough. he likes snapping with her and would probably ask about divine beasts the most with her. at some points he both asks about the little divine beast on the ceiling. otherwise i think hed like to hang out with her he just doesnt a lot, as theres nothing really to update on with the shekiah tech or anything. he might? tell her about the forgotten temple considering the sheer amount of guardians there but i think hed have. Weird feelings about that place in general

robbie!! old cronk. he lights up the furnace first so he doesnt come to an empty lighthouse before. hes still nice and his weapons are Very Useful however he laments the rupees leaving his pocket. he does read his diary and actually feels kinda bad for robbie and purah + the tech in general. like no one knew that was going to happen and they Still felt guilty. would probably ask robbie about the lomei laybrinth guardians but also doesnt visit him a lot. he Would play uno with him though. other things: hed use both of their telescopes, ask for recipes and when he stops by he’ll make food for each of them, keeps bringing new glasses or hats for the frog statues (or makes more tiny statues), ask purah more things (can i build a mini divine beast too. whats up with the cores. how do the divine beasts work. ..do you think the champions could still be alright in there. and she can only really say that well. she really doesnt know. its possible ((but its a slim possibility))). he also goes to them for slate fixings! purah would, on one hand, want to try out wind bombing so bad, but also it looks So Dangerous. robbie would also love it and keep making bomb designs to help wind bombing (of which they explode in his face.) purah would probably just make a seperate rune for it entirely (and also make it Not hurt).

this is not part of the ask but if totk was canon he would miss everything so badly. the divine beasts would hit like a fucking Truck man. and nobody mentions it!!!!! not even purah!!! he doesnt bring it up either but it still hurts. miphas statue being moved and not realizing where it is at first hurts Even More. he feels a bit betrayed by that. he even misses the guardians. not one exists. the only one being on purahs lab. he’d go back to the castle just to find Anything on the sheikah tech. his friends are gone and barely anything remains. he’d search robbies old lab. he’d search Everywhere for them. he might even ask some constructs if theyve seen more tech like the ancient arrow tips. he cant even wind bomb he has to Build a machine that goes Slower like a Pleb . sorry just the ludonarrative dissonance in totk. the shrine of resurrection being gone would hurt so so So badly. its like none of it even happened. he never got hurt his friends never existed any memories he had didnt exist any pain or happiness never existed. once he saved zelda he would either go insane or go to robbie and ask to make a sheikah device. or ask where everything is. i think even robbie and purah would be surprised at the SoR being gone and thatd only make the feelings of hurt worse. majoras mask but termina is a mirror world of hyrule and instead of helping link cope through greif it makes everything worse on socmany levels.

[bahrtofane]

quick little intro to Yusra lore !! 

Not exactly 100% the apprentice lore i made some changes hehe 

i love writing misery can u tell

—--

Likes to call herself a merchant of the sea (pirate) 

Originally came to Vesuvia looking for Julian, old business to settle, new ones to make. She was commissioned by a nearby lord to do his bidding and needed an old friends to count on. 

Never intended to stay. It was when her ship was overtaken by a flood she was grounded. It's here she meets Asra. It was Julian who introduced them. A few nights after her home was turned into nothing but splinters for her to shift through. Not much remained. A few keepsakes, a map here or there. The odd bundle of cloth and fabric. She pushes on, until she finds herself breaking just at the sight of Julian, empty sobs shaking through her while he can only hold her tight.

That ship was her home, her everything. It took nearly her whole life to get her hands on it, it was a culmination of her life's work.  It wasn't big or grand, but it was hers. That's what mattered most. 

Asra offers to let her stay in his shop, after much persuasion and begging at some points. Finally after a month of rotting in vesuvius streets she finally gives in. 

Asra is kind to her, never prods about the ship or what brought her, even if he's curious to know. They let her say as much or as little. Instead he gives her space and lets his home turn to hers as well. She promises to repay the kindness but he only laughs, swatting her away and going on about his business. 

Shes keen on learning, anything to make her useful. So she learns magic. Enough to be at least somewhat helpful to Asra. It makes her feel much better about her predicament. Gives her time to think about what to do next, keeps the hands busy. Busy hands is a busy mind.

Asra grows fond of her and her heart. He's handsome, undeniably so. Its hard not to fall for them when they're sweet, words that drip like honey from lips made of petals. Eyes that shine in every gaze. He sees her. More than she sees herself. She doesnt know if its the magic or just his own perception, his nature. 

Burying into ever crevice and crack of her being till she's sure she's been memorized. 

“You're beautiful” he sighs one night, out on the market for a little fun.

She blushing now, saying nothing. Instead linking hands. And he understands her all the same.

Not long after the plague erupts. And she is really stuck. With no ship, money dwindling, and the only truly familiar face off in the palace slaving away for a cure. 

Her options are running out. She either stays, or risks making ground on completely foreign territory outside of the city. To take a gamble on if the next town will have the same red beetles about its walls. 

Asra turns out, intends to leave, and he knows the land far better than her. But she can not leave Julian. She came here for him after all, she cant leave him, not now. So they fight, for the first time. Asra begs for her to go with him. To save herself before it truly becomes unavoidable.

“Then you alone may leave. “ she says 

And so he does. 

The lord severs her contract and she instead takes up in the palace. She learns all she can. There's less sleep as the days go on, as the bodies start to pile. They have no place to put them. So they are sent to be burned away from the city. On an island that holds only misery.

Julian comes to her one night, sobbing as he wipes the sweat from his face.

“There's so much death..” 

It only gets worse.

As the counts’ condition worsens, things turn to chaos. So much happens in a single day and yet she doesn't remember any of it. It all blurs. 

She resents Asra for leaving. How could they ? yet there's no room for anything other than work. 

She notices Julians eye before even he does. But says nothing. Everyone knows they're bound to succumb from the very curse they intend to cure. Everyone is losing hope.

Who knew she would be the first to go. 

[thegongoozlerreacts]

Cemetery Mary: Reginald's Route Part 2

now i am going to go get Reginald's good end! the bad end was,,,, it was,,,,,,, bad

anyways to get the good ending i'll just do the opposite of what i did the last time (and follow the ending guide lol)

spoilers belowww

ok so ive mostly been skipping thru everything and for some reason??? i keep ending up on the wrong routes?? like i accidentally got on the twyla route then the Crowven one like oopsies

not sure what i did wrong tho ?? i'll just start over

ok now im on the Reginald route, going shoppinggg time to get one wrong thing just to see what will happen ok nothing much happened just some dialogue

now to bring up the axe (bro he is so sus)

the cursed manga still freaks me out i skipped thru the church part but it still freaks me out also why did those people at the church look at Mary weirdly also im really curious about the black goo stuff,,, will i get an answer for it in the true ending or on the good end of this route?? im wondering if i should get the true end on Reginald's route (but it doesnt rlly matter which route i get the true end on since it doesnt change much apparently)

that part where Reginald gets mad at his neighbor makes me wonder if he's only super nice to Mary and around Mary like is his behavior different around other ppl when Mary's not around??

aww asking Crowven to stay,, cute

THEYRE SO CUTE AHHHH

now for Mary talking to the priest at the church,,, an interesting thing about this route is that Mary never realizes her ghost-communication powers, just gets caught up in some weird curse/wish thing in the form of defaced shoujo manga and a mysterious headstone

thats nice of him no threatening 'I'll make her be sorry' comments just him showing up w an umbrella

in the restaurant scene why does Mary see black goo come out of the mouth of Reginald's victim just another clue that the manga and the grave are connected to Reginald i guess??

OUCH

i tried to call twyla in the part where Mary needs to sleepover with someone interestingly u literally cant LOL twyla doesnt answer that makes sense tho

oho?? this is new a headache huh? and that music from the church when she was super sick is playing too ooh will she discover that Reginald's missing or smth?? learn more answers regarding the manga and the eye and the grave???

oh her phone is missing?? did Reggie take her phone? since he told her about the flashlight and Mary was like 'did he not realize my phone has a flashlight?'

maybe he took her phone bc its flashlight is bright enough that she would see that he isnt in the living room, unlike his flashlight

i am very incredibly nervous

OH WTF??? IS THIS HIS POISON MIXTURE?

hey maybe his antifreeze-poison thing is a mixture between antifreeze and rat poison since twyla said that it was 'some kind of' antifreeze that had a purple label but they werent able to find anything like that so maybe the label was actually a rat poison label???? or maybe im wrong LOL

ooooh it changes??? i went back and picked the middle 'grab something' bc i wanted to see if it was the same thing

it wasnt, obviously but also IS THAT MARY'S HAIR?? WTF???

what's the third thing

OH MY GOD

ok im gonna,,, im gonna continue with the first option that i picked if Mary doesn't discover the other stuff then i'll just re-load those saves and see

MARY DONT SMELL OR DRINK THE STRANGE LIQUID MARY?!?!??!

ah ok so she put it away and then u can pick to grab the other stuff alright

Mary dont rationalize the pictures,,,, they were taken without ur consent or knowledge Mary,,,,, Mary these are red flags Mary,,,,,

OH MY GOD ITS HER MOM'S NECKLACE ISNT IT OHHH MY GOD.

if i slept in her parent's room then this would be her plushie right?

"Is the Reginald I know... even a real person?" lol. lmao. no.... hes not,,, sorry Mary,,,

I KNEW HE HAD SMTH TO DO WITH ALL THAT WEIRD STUFF!!! I KNEW IT

jumped when the mirror broke lmaoo

oh god. i hope he doesnt catch Mary

oh no she's trapped :((( nooo Maryyyy

BBBBBBRRRROOOOOOOOO

oh fuck. oh no. oopsies...... i missed the quick time event im,,, Mary i am so sorry

bro wtf stay away from Mary?!?!??!

"It makes me sound like I'm crazy" my good sir you are crazy you are absolutely insane

"No matter how many times it happens" so there is time travel happening

that IS true i cant deny that but also,,, u like,,, thats not how u do it Reg

"You... love funerals so much. ...So I tried to provide you with as many as I could!" oh so THATS why he kills people ok,,,, ok then thats

yeah thats definitely not how u do it

how many times has he been like time travelling or like,,, looping i guess?? is it a time loop?? maybe??

HHHUH WHAT WHAT WAS THAT??? I DIDNT GE TTO READ IT?

i think it was purple text that said 'well since you asked so nicely' but im not sure?? im just assuming cuz she's out now so is Reginald behind the purple stuff? probably but like maybe its not on his side?? woah first time that some creature presented with purple is doing some good(?)/j

help?? Crowven??? i mean like yeah i would too but lets slow down for a sec

what the hell he just disappeared? and everything he owned too??

well that was a wild ride definitely more confusing than all the other routes and no ghost-communication too (unless the eye and purple text were ghosts?)

well im gonna process this ending, maybe ramble more to my brother bc he doesnt know anything and its funnier to theorize around him

i think im also gonna try to take a screenshot of that one purple text bc im curious abt it

next time i'll be playing i wont skip any scenes, and i'll be getting the true end on Crowven's route

[solardick]

So she’s the girl I’m supposed to come out of the closet to. Sorry girl. Im a queer now. Ive be fagetized. Im going to be alone to the end of dsys now. And this typing is going to continue to be only thing to talk too. Too bad its corrupted by shadow assholes. B cause im just here to be fucked and nothing else. Its the whole readon of being alive. Just being fucked whike having no participation in life.

Dorsnt matter ill be dead soon anyway. If not this year. Then its the next. Or the year after that. But, its comming soon.

I dont want to be apart of a workd tgat promotes torture to suicide as a divine thing. The workd is too fucked ip and corrupted to live in anyway.

I dont care about having a single human connection with anyone anymore.

She’s a burnt out loser. Im a burnt out loser. Whos been fucked for over the last 26 years. Hope she isnt expecting much.

So you’re going to hook me up with the one human race i have zero sexual interest in. Uh.

So human beings have body hair, for the reason of disgust. By-passing the disgust factor trigger tgat keeps moderation on sexual practices. “i wouldn’t eat out a hairy pussy. That shits disgusting!” “ i would sate a girl woth hairy legs or a beard! That shot is disgusting!” When the hornanal starts to fluctuate and activate there is little in the way to jeep the conscious didposition seperate from the instinctual.

I dont want to be apart of a world thst does nothing but lie to me everydingle day. While preaching about the war of misinfiration. And the gay catalyst war with russia.

So far so good, i honestly can’t tell if she’s playing me or not. But she wants sex. And im even less capable bow then o was before.

But, i guess she can take my slut aspects for herself. I don’t want to do that but, whatever. Like anyone cares.

Not much to say on my dearh bed but. Im done. Im beaten. I was born. Fell doemwb the stairs. End of story.

Fuess im not sleepign again either. Too bad i cant lose my job uh? Get fired for sleep deprivation. Sotty until i stop havign a vagina. I cant function.

I dont think im

Going to work anymore. Think im just going to

Stop. Dont rhink j can hold a job anymore. Alchohol and suicide. Indint have a choice. Being abused into suicide.

I almost dies again yesterday.

You come to terms with the fact your being murdered by your entire comminity.

Hahjaah im being murdered. And no one gives a shit.

A bottle of hard stuff and a noose and my problems are over.

Everytime the world puts itself over me to do

What it whats. Which has been a whole. Counting 40 years of never failing. Its never once worked out to my benefit.

Most of it is displacing me from place to place. Being beaten on. Half the time, unfairly. Being drugged. And now wrll its always been to this purpose for the last 20- years or so. Always setting me up to fall. And noone ever coming in to be on my side in anything. If it doesnt allow thrm to be over me one way or another. Even if its just conversationally. Watching ehile everyone knows thinking your an idiot. Not knowing whats comming. Ive known for almost 20 years. God, the internal one, tood me in a dream. All those years ago. As i stand here and watch you guys rape my existance. For something indont even deserve. I dotn want to be alive anymore. So that other people can feel supperior over me. Thats all life has ever been.

If my family ever cared about me they wouldnt have beaten me into suicide.

And the world is never going ti stop fucking with me. I dont have much of a choice but to kill myself do i?

Should tell ger that to. To stay away from me for her own protection. Save that they come after her for supporting me. But she’s in on it anyeay. Somi doesnt matter does it?

Born cursed by this demon. Never knowing what life is. My entire existance. I cant do it anymore.

Wonder if after this their going to beat me into

Another beligerent mess ao they can have an excuse to be me some more.

Should have fucken killed myself when i tirned 35 like i said i would.

What do you mean, the cameras in my appartment watching me every moment of everyday. Zero privacy. So it’s constant pressure. Cant really do anything.

What the childhood sex addiction i had when i was a child. That ruined my life? Killed another life, And the harmed lives of the ones i loved. I dont think i know hoe to live ithout having n addiction.

Your an alcholic whis been sober for the last 25 years? Hey, man i got a case of 24. Want a beer?

Hey you know what. Im going to leave this bottle of whisky here. While me and all my friends treat you like dog shit. And record you.

Well i coild try wuitting smoking again. Gives them one less …someword, to dose me with.

Liok at what it turned my family into. A bunch if inbred retards. Bent on demonic spychopathic, sociopathis bs. And look at what its fone to the rest of the community around me. Turned all of them into the same. Fueled by bs. Acting on bs. Running on hatred. And they all play into it like a bunch of fucken idiots. Slave to thus demon running their lives.

If this continues for much longer i

Not going to survive.

Wow. Im turninf into an asshole. Start shittinf on everyone.

Paid suspension.

What are you doing here. Get out if my van im noy done yet. No, get out im not done yet. Complaint. Fucken femmes.

After listening for 10 months of cursing and swering and throwing shit around. Sexual and racial derogatories. Yeah ok.

Everyone can treat me

Like

Dog shit and rape my existance. Blow dhit out of proportion. Add in their own bs. But, i cant even do anything.

Oh well back to warhammer. Kill some lowlives. Still being fucked. Iust like childhood.

And if and when inmake complaints like yhat. It gets blown right out the window. Doesnt matter.

[voidselfshipp]

My bad habits lead to you

Cw:mentions of blood,patricide,universe/cycle orchestrated romance.

Summary: Jerico has a brief existencial crisis over her inevitable fate of falling in love with Habit.

->Only mutuals allowed to reblog

Jerico laid there in bed,eyes tired and rapidly losing her sleep. With her hands on her chest she plays with the bow and arrow pendant that holds the power of the entity that chose her,keeping her safe.

Her mind runs miles like a Fox chasing a rabbit down its hole, her heart starts to beat faster at the thought of him.

She wasnt supposed to kill him in every cycle, she knew that. Why havent they Killed her yet? Why does Habit spend so much time just flirting with her?

In every cycle she falls in love with Evan, sometimes with vinny, she could understand that, both were good people,sweet,lovely.

The night passes by with her thoughts, stars twinkle and the clouds roll away softly. She can feel the breeze of the Open window- did she Open that Window? It doesnt matter, the cool air brings her a brief respite.

Out of the corner of her eye she swears theres something staring at her,deep purple irises and-Jerico rubbs her eyes, body worn out and weak,its the sleep deprivedness because when she looks theres nothing there.

Her mind returns to her crisis not soon after that,Why is she stuck here? Why cant she be pulled out? She doesnt want this...

"Every time,youre my downfall, and ill gladly fall for you every time. Either by your sword, or your heart laid bare for me,Vixen" Habit had told her in one of their most recent scuffles,which vinny broke off.

To her,the idea of him dying by her sword is the preffered option. But the second part, her heart laid bare for him?

As if she-

Jerico sighs shakily, eyes wide with her heavy eyebags crinkling with horror. Her mind races through the few plesseant interactions with Habit..

Him tucking her In to bed after she fell asleep on his couch, his cats buddying up to her and cuddling with her, Him making her tea while she sits on the porch drawing, him fixing her bow and arrow.

The HABIT has always been harmless towards her,kind, acrually quite sweet. Protective of her when the rake showed up,or literally protective of her every time she was in danger,paranormal or otherwise.

It clicks for her that every time Evan got a little too protective it was because of Habit, and some things that Evan said that felt odd...

Well, that wasnt Evan at all

Habit has yearned for her for Centuries, protected her, kept her well taken care of and comfortable. In this iteration he Killed her parents, in pasts iterations theres always something he saves her from

And that might just be the most romantic thing anyone has ever done for her

Her exhale Is shaky,almost inaudible as she whispers

--Oh my god-- her eyes widen with realization-- Im in love with habit

The breeze from the Window helps just a little to calm her down, she expected herself to cry right now but she isnt. Perhaps she can deal with it knowing that its not the first time she falls for the guy,and if she was able to deal with it before,then she can deal with it this time.

She lays on her side,facing the Window she doesnt remember opening. Closing her eyes,she lets out a deep unsteady breath, mind still racing but letting exhaustion take over,hoping And praying sleep saves her from this utter moral crisis shes living.

And though her dreams wont let her escape her current conondrum, Its nice to know that as she lays there asleep Habit keeps watch over her from the corner of her room.

His silent steps takes him to the edge if the bed,near her head. His hand, mostly clean but with Grime and blood under and around his finger nails, pushes away a few loose strands of her.

--I understand-- he whispers lovingly, sitting with her-- Im not someone easy to love, and if you choose not to love me back, I understand

Quietly he kisses her forehead and continues-- I love you,Foxy. More than you can imagine-- he smiles a little sad at the possibility of not being with her this time around-- ill do anything for you,and ill always Keep you safe

With careful touch he pulls the cover over her shoulder and smiles, leaving the way he came in (that being the window) and leaving her to get some much needed rest.

[woofmachine]

sometimes i see her

staring long and hard into the mirror above my sink

i see her, never for very long, definitely not long enough

right when i start to recognize her, to feel like shes truly here, something always gets in the way

a pronounced brow bone, gently receding hairline, both hidden carefully by bangs i cut too long and jagged on the hopes theyll do a better job of covering than they do

a bent, angular nose beneath sunken, sharp eyes

a jawline thats almost cute at one or two very specific angles but the moment you shift fills you with a cold pain

too wide

too angular

too sharp

and the shadow

that fucking shadow

figures, doesnt it, i was never very hairy but itd take a fool to think thatd save me from growing a beard

still they grow

prickly, coarse, abrasive

it feels like, a punishment of sorts, like i have some oppressive karmic debt to pay off and the fuck in charge decided the best way to make me pay it is pushing needles out of my face

not that thats the worst part, oh no

its not comfortable, dont get me wrong, but ive been uncomfortable before

every time i brush against my face and hear the velcro krrkt my blood freezes, when a hair catches the inside of my mask its all i can do to not scream

but that fucking shadow

i started shaving with a safety razor years ago, the story i told my family was some bullshit about sensitive skin and cost effectiveness of having fresh sharp blades

really i just needed a closer shave, i needed to get them off, cut them shorter so its harder to feel them

it never lasts long

but standing there rubbing lotion into my freshly shaven face i can close my eyes and almost see her again

smooth skin, full lips, doesnt it feel nice to just grab her by the chin, feel your hands wrap acro

fuck

missed a spot

like i always fucking do i missed a spot

feverishly i pick up the razor and let it take a few more passes, these ones are.. rough

typically the soap helps the razor glide, its not fully comfortable or fully painless but its a far sight from the jittering and jumping and biting into the soft flesh under the tip of my chin its doing now, i know better than to take dry swipes but, yknow what they say, beauty is pain

besides ive come to get used to the pain, the irritiation, the nicks and cuts

sometimes i like it

done right safety razors can easily give you a smooth and close shave without much irritation but

i cant seem to stop putting in too much pressure, begging the razor to reach a little deeper, take those hairs off a little shorter, inventing gods to pray to for just a little more time as her before the illusion is shattered again

not that any of this helps with the shadow

the stubble, the texture, catching on things and itching and reminding me of what i am, what body im forced to inhabit

that can be shaved away, sure never for long, never long enough

but the shadow

it doesnt matter how close i shave, how much i lean onto the razor, the simple fact of the matter is theres always hair left behind, just under the surface, visible and taunting

but the longer i stare.. the more it seems like those damned hairs.. arent that deep after all, like all i have to do is shave a little closer.. cut them off a little deeper...

im still holding the razor

i look at it, at the single blade, precisely sharpened and made to fit neatly into the handle, two sided, so you have twice as long before it dulls, before it drags and snags and fails to cut hair

before i realize it its on my face

poised to shave a layer off of my upper lip, my moustache has taunted me, blue gray and so very visible no matter the lighting or distance, a smudge of color, so minor in the scheme of things but which she gets lost behind so often

the razor, predictably, jitters and jumps

i should have gotten the soap back out, should have lathered up to make this smooth

but id already tried that, and here we are

it didnt take long for the razor to bite in, to nick, just by the cupids bow

the blood slowly beads before gently rolling into my mouth and the gentle tang of copper gets me back into the present

where the razor bit i could see the base of a hair, sometimes, between beads of blood

thats so close.. if i went just a little deeper

and that wasnt so bad, right?

i can do more

after a shaky breath i find myself pressing the safety razor to the spot once more, angling back and forth to get the blade to bite, and i slowly dig in and pull off a short strip of skin

the hair is in it

the root of it, not just some of the shaft not just a little bit thatll be back soon

i took the whole thing out

the sense of relief, of pure unfiltered ease, was intense

i never have to worry about that hair again, not about the texture, the prickling, not even about the shadow, im free

but of course it was short lived, as it always is

next to the now fixed spot on my face were others, many many others, that was merely a drop in a bucket, one tree in a forest and im still far from free

what if.....

the razor works at the edge of the hole, quietly widening it and pulling off another strip of skin, this one larger, and in that patch

more hairs

i cant remember the last time ive seen her smile like this

a big toothy grin, so pure and overjoyed, it extends upward and crinkles at the corners of her eyes, it takes me a moment to even notice just how much blood there is pooling around her teeth

last fall maybe? when she got too drunk and giggly and tried on a dress for the first time?

or maybe it was when her friend did her makeup for her, eyeshadow and liner and shimmer and all these strange products, it still seems like a deep dark magic to her, magic shed never been able to get right on her own

shes beautiful when she smiles

im still holding the razor

i pull the blade out of the handle, this is gonna be hard enough work without fighting the angles, but this does make it harder to hold

its always intrigued me how the first thing you feel when being cut is a sort of a tugging sensation, like the blade is catching in the flesh, being pulled out of place before finally giving and parting under the steel, then comes the sharpness and a severing of nerves, a bright, high pain, and the coolness of fresh flesh, wet by blood, exposed to air the way it was never meant to

strip by strip, hair by hair, i start at the center of my upper lip and work outwards, when the blood slicks the razor blade it becomes harder to hold and i feel the back end bite into my fingers, shifting and cutting and shifting again, gnawing the flesh off the bone as it wiggles in my grasp as i work

my face burns, each new cut agonizing and cruel, but slowly i can see it

the patch of raw flesh, unmarred by that fucking shadow, slowly grows, and the weight of it lifting makes my head swim

i couldnt tell you how long ive been standing in this bathroom, slowly piling my useless, infested tissue in the sink, i couldnt tell you how many times i almost fainted, catching myself on the towel bar, sitting on the toilet while my face quietly dripped into my lap

finally it was done and that face, raw and slick, was smiling a wide, cheshire grin

but

wait

now this isnt right either

i can see her but shes

incomplete

my skin hangs off the top half of my face

ragged

a haphazard, shoddy mask, hiding her, blocking her beauty behind a bent nose, a deep brow bone

its a crime really, shes so close but so far

im still holding the razor

[black-rosewolf66]

Hello its one of my shitty life posts again dont mind it scroll past it^^

So the last time i posted one of my problems about being weird and too reactive during a play time…well i wanted to give it a try again and i put my worries away and asked for it…i never asked for anything…i just dont like to ask for anything because i grow up having it rejected anyway…but as i was asking it i knew from his respons that he will invite her too…i kinda minded it,i just knew she and i are going to have an argument at some point i knew from the way she looked at me the way she talked as if i wasnt there in our first meeting too…but i didnt say a word i thought that maybe i can show her that she misundertood me…and i wanted her to acknowledge me…

As always im still mentally shit…but at least i try to be better…

So i arrive at the house they are there speaking and drinking…when we get a call there children is in danger so the father of the child rushes out never answering her questions about what is the problem whats happening the door closes and there we are the two passionate stubborn woman sitting near the table im on the floor she sits on the chair…i begin thinking well today is as fucked up as it can be i started to get nervous so i tried to make an advance so we can speak and maybe we can know eachother more…she than procieds to tell me in the most offensive way in a trembling angry voice that she isnt consenting to the play that would had happen tonight…i was a little bit shocked she was a careing mother you could see that she may have been upset and a little bit tipsy from the alcohol and the thing with hher children so i remain calm as usually…i look at her and i give her a smile that its okay i can understand that…then she tells me she never had clients who where like this mentally unstable and basically a child with no life experiences…and here i am she doesnt notice but im hurt and now angry…she just stepped on one of the things that i hate being said to me…that im a child a basically had no life up until this moment…like yeah sure you may not know my past but nobody has it easy trust me…you dont have the right to assume that im acting the way i act because its the usual children wants attention drama and things like that bullshit….i had to grow up early i basically wasnt a child i was never i couldnt be…and you say i just grow up because i turned legally 19 and you assume that every 19 year old is the same because they never faced the challenges is life…well fuck i may not had my school and yet..but i did pay my checks i cleaned my house i cooked i was the one worrying for my family for our financial status i was the one thinking from night to night how i can fix this shit family how i can make my father undestand that he has to have more oppinion because he isnt a doll to get dragged around he was like a bomb ready to be exploided i had to teach my mother that it isnt okay to use everyone as a punch bag for her stress she had to manage her anger she had to be stopped…i was the one calming my brother that everything will be fine if they stay stong and hope for the better future that they have to move if i cant fix it i was the on shouldering this huge mess and im the one getting out of the child age and into the huge life? Like yeah thanks i had to take jobs at a young age i had to make everything okay and i could never let anyone discover that we have this huge ass shit behind the courtains of the perfect family image that we created…yeah thank you fucking much for saying that my pain doesnt matter because that just how teenagers feels at this age…im so fucking gratefull….so after she told me that i cracked a laugh as always to surpress these nasty emotions..bad habit but it can and it did save my life several times…and told her i already know it she doesnt have to tell me i just dont have the manual to read from how can i change this..how can i change the things/the habits of growing up in a survival mode… and she tells me that yeah there is no manual because every person is different but as you grow up you have to change and it will be stupid to blame everything on my parents if i cant change it,because it will only be my laziness that i still couldnt change even though i was an adult and i cant blame my behaviour and my mindset on my parents my whole life… yeah here we can see the tipical answer we can predict…she doesnt know why im confused well its should be easy to change right? You just have to relax…you never know how?you just have to learn,its easy…from where? Well you are an adult so you should know?….khm i just wasted my time trying to explane my self to her and it went on and on i had a looot of mean sayings played in my head but i never sayed them…i was thinking why should i…she doesnt want to know it…she never asked it she just strayed up judged me…from the moment we met…

I will continue it on the next post…