#I COULDN'T

[little-pup-pip]

25 Days of Agere Moodboards! Day 8: Ideal Playroom!!

[scarabeegrandma]

Mitsukou week day 2: dessert :3

[scarecrow-collective]

When Phantom was first summoned they knew that their body wasn't their own, they felt odd and different from the rest of the other male ghouls.

They tried to fit it, they really did.

They tried to participate in guys night, they'd make jokes with the others and even did masculine things with the others but nothing seemed to help them fit in.

Omega cornered them one day, Phantom had eyed the older ghoul for quite some time and they must say they were extremely envious of the older ghoul. I mean, look at them!

Omega was gorgeous and dressed how he wanted, not caring what others had to say. And that's what Phantom wanted to do, they wanted to dress how they felt and express who they are but who were they?

Omega sat the young quint down and the two had a long heart to heart, Phantom broke down in the older ghouls arms as they sobbed and spilled everything out and Omega held them the entire time.

Omega had promised the young ghoul he'd help them find who they were, and that he did. With the help of the older quint Phantom began to dress more freely, even going as far as wearing makeup and growing their hair out.

Phantom had made two realizations, one being they weren't a boy and two being that the name Phantom didn't really fit anymore. So, with Omega by their side they set out in search of a name.

Astra, they were Astra.

Phantom, no, Astra had made the realization they were a Ghoulette not long after. Omega helped her become comfortable in her own skin,the young Ghoulette was incredibly grateful for the help she'd received.

Now all she needed to do was tell her pack, she was scared and even cried desperately to Omega about it. Omega had reassured and comforted her the entire night, then she was ready.

With shaky hands and a nervous voice she let the pack know of her new found identity and name and with open arms they took her in, praising her for telling them and trusting them with knowing.

And from that point on she was known as Astra the quintessential rhythm guitarist, the clergy's newest ghoulette.

[alphabetcompletionist]

ELEGIAC BALLAD

I had a middle-aged half-deaf beagle called Khaki Jack. He’d had a bleak life; caged, kicked, maimed, defiled. Jack had baggage. ‘A bad egg’; all malice, mad like hell. He had a dim, jaded face I’d call 'facile', 'glib'; a lifelike façade, like I’d had him embalmed. I decided I liked him. He 'abided' me.

Jack had lice. A hide like a llama fleece. I checked him, de-flead him, made him a bed. I had a half-baked idea; a belief if I calmed him, made him amiable, he’d heal. I aimed high.

Jack baffled me. If I called him, he hid. If I kicked a ball, he fled. If I made a face, he hackled. If I beamed back, he balked like I flicked him.

Jack liked cake. Jam, beef, lamb kebab, he deemed all edible; Each deli held a high acclaim; each mall café, a Mecca. If I had cake, he begged. I fed him cake.

Jack became fickle. He climbed a big elm, acacia, beech, climbed a jagged cliff face, a  high ledge, like ‘bald eagle’ high, like ‘Babel’ high.

He’d dig like a jackal; a mad childlike glee. He made life a bedlam, each game a debacle. If I chided him, he became meek, mild. He’d lick a face like a cliché, a gimmick.

If I hiked half a mile, he ambled ahead, glided, agile, like a high-heeled dame. He mimicked me like a kid. If I called him, he came back. If I led him, like magic, he heeled.

Jack fell ill. He damaged a leg; a lame dead limb. He became feeble; malleable, like a flaccid beachball kicked afield. He hacked, gagged black bile. A lilac? A dahlia? He bled. He flailed. He faded. I held him. He died. I’d had him a decade. I ached like he blamed me. I feel like I failed him, fallible Jack.

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13/26

honestly i am impressed beyond words. and this seems to be original too. i wish i could praise this as high as i think of it

[agythi]

Sometimes I wonder what being cishet is like. Sometimes I feel like I could've done that?

[crystallinemythos]

✨🌈

[theia-eos]

Seeing something about a Fire Emblem class being offered at college. I would never want a class about Fire Emblem, I wouldn't survive hearing anything discourse about it by modern college students IRL.

But it is reminding me of the time I delivered a senior thesis on the evolution of the hidden/overt LGBT representation in video games using Ike as an example back before Awakening was released.

[total-zone]

Yankee moots...Knick Moots...let's unite.

[sparkles-oflight]

Wait... Kris' DMs are "locked" now?

Edit: Jan too? And I think jure too

[frick6101719]

Told my boyfriend some months ago that I had written a fanfic (or two, or three...) and told him that if he read the Six of Crows duology I would let him read The Last Songbird and uh we finally finished the second audiobook on Thursday and I am A PANIC

[awakefor48hours]

Me, who has bad at managing time disorder seeing I have to be somewhere to be in 5 minutes: this is a great time to start this 20 minute task

[a-hazbin-reader]

THE INLY REASON WHY THEY ARE IN HELL IS BC HELEN KILLED TWO MAN AND WAS SMOKING AND MIA OFF HERSELF and heaven was like "those two got to go🤷‍♂️"

Heaven is full of COWARDS 😤

[sebastianslegacy]

Alright, I just wanted to share that I find it really funny my boyfriend and I openly talk about our crushes in Hogwarts Legacy.

Like any time I'm playing a quest with Poppy, he'll go "Poppy Sweetinggggg~~~!!!" and "Dude she could get it, look she's such an angel, she just wants to help all the animals"

And when he's on Discord with his friends, and I'm on a quest with Sebastian, he tells his friends that I'm playing with my 'boyfriend' lmao

One time he asked me, "What makes you like Sebastian? He's got that bad boy persona with family issues and doesn't listen to what people tell him to do" and then realized he was describing himself and just went 'oh it's me'

[oneiriad]

Royal Copenhagen's Majestic Flap-flaps.

[sunnylaurels]

My grandmother passed away last night and my dog followed her this morning

But last night my grandmother visited me in a dream

She patted my dog saying how cute she was

She didn't mention the fact that I refused to go to her funeral in order to take care of my dog instead

Or that she can't get a proper funeral yet

I really hope that dream meant something

[holyguardian]

💋 [PUCKER UP, BUTTERCUP]

💋 to abruptly kiss Aerith.

It wasn't unusual for Jae to wander into the abandoned church. The placed seemed to be a magnet when it came to attracting Turks, whose orders must come with a strict 'must sight the target' when it came to monitoring her movements.

Though what made it feel unusual was their shift in dynamics. She was tangled up in his other occupation, however loosely. It almost made her question whether he was about to get himself in some serious trouble — then again, they probably wanted these close connections.

"You know, in that suit you're not allowed to bother me." she matter-of-factly stated. "I don't want to hear one thing about this 'date'. This is my space, okay? You don't get to trample all over it."

She didn't particularly sound upset even if she did turn her back on him. Rather, she was laying out boundaries, and the way Jae continued his casual stride through the church she started to doubt he was even listening to her. "I mean it. I won't bring disorder around your business, so you have to respect mine." This place and these flowers meant more to her than a workplace but she suspected the same was true of the Commis.

The last thing in the world Aerith expected was for Jae to suddenly maneuver her. He spun her around and simultaneously dipped her backwards and in one smooth act he silenced her with a kiss. It wasn't something born out of romance, it was a power move, because it was only when he slowly rightened her again that she had control. It was the most silent and yet one of the loudest 'no's that she had ever received.