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pinkrifle · 2 years ago

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Hello wonderful person!! I’m not sure if your requests are open, if not, just save this for when they are. Could you write hc’s for the main 4 + butters (or just one person if that’s too much) with a Canadian reader? (Except they don’t look like the Canadians in south park, maybe they were born in America but grew up in Canada, or were just adopted or something 💀) And at some point they nonchalantly bring up being Canadian and the group is so confused because they somehow had no clue (even though the reader fits practically all the stereotypes; too nice, says eh, watches hockey religiously, etc.) Just kinda what the aftermath of that would be? This actually happened to me a while ago and I’m still flabbergasted bc idk how my American friends didn’t know I was Canadian 😭 (they now refuse to call me anything other than ‘canuck’, maybe you could incorporate that) Ok this request is getting kinda long so I’ll let you do the rest, have a great day! :)

have no fear! i love long requests, it gives me more to work with ^^ also i’m srry if this isn’t how you wanted it to be i dnt know much about canada and stuffs 🫶 also i’m so sorry this is short, i kinda didn’t know where to go with this <3

— butters + main 4 finding our reader’s canadian!!

cws/tw’s: none

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— Kyle B !

was 100% not surprised, he probably knew it before you even thought abour telling him

but he is a little more confused when you tell him

i mean, you do fit the traits, nice, your a severe hockey lover.. but you don’t look canadian? 🤨

but his brother is canadian too, so whenever you come over he always brings ike to you!!

he hates when ppl try to take advantage of you for your kindness, it’s just a perk of being canadian!

“WAIT YOUR.. CANADIAN?? i mean. uh. your canadian? 😙 my brothers canadian!! maybe you guys know eachother…. wanna come over later?!”

— Stan M !

another one who suspected you were Canadian, surprisingly. but didn’t really mention it.

would 100% watch hockey games with you when you hang out even tho he doesn’t know wtf to do in hockey 😭 he jus loves his friends

loves the way your so nice, it makes him feel amazing!! definitely a nice replacement for cartman (kyle agrees, 100000%)

when you go over to his house, your always so nice to shelly even though shes a little bit of an ass, to you and to her turd brother.

his ass loves that maple syurp snow thing and makes it everytime you come over!!!!!!!!! (with ice instead of snow, if y’all don’t feel like going outside)

“CALLED IT. i so called it.. so.. do you know how to make that maple syurp snow thing or not?.. 👀 oh uh my fave hockey team,,uhhh the yankees?—”

(clueless man. i love clueless man.)

— Eric C !

100% ripped on you before you told him. but rips on you even more when you tell him 😈 black air forces energy

pretends to be scared of you when you come over to them in the bus stop, and clings to kyle.

then he realizes kyle is also “part canadian” because of his brother (even tho he’s adopted 💀)

he gives you puppy dog eyes and a weak apology a few hours later. you accept <3

he definitely takes advantage of your kindness, but hes really grateful for it since you don’t beat his ass every 4 seconds because of his recklessness

“WHA? EWWW!! FUCKJG CANADIAN 👻 KAHLL HELP ME!! oh— WAIT UOU FRICKIN JEW CANADIAN!! GET OFF OF ME >:(”

“i’m sowwywyy🥺 sowwwyyy 🥺🥺 so sorrryyy 🥺 can we be friends again i like canada 🥺🥺 (has a piece of paper with the canada flag on it taped on his shirt)”

— Kenny M !

dirty jokes, doesn’t matter what gender u are 😟.

doesn’t really care what you are, kinda just wants to hang out with you regardless. loves how your super nice too, and super caring when he dies :((( feels bad when he wakes up but he’s glad you don’t remember (surprisingly)

(also forgets your canadian like 2 hours later you tell him, forgive him 💔)

likes watching hockey with you, gets into it just cause of u!! also enjoys that maple syurp snow thing as much as stan, him and stan make it all the damn time!!

“cana-ussy huhuhuhu.. oh yeah. good for you! me and stan uhh we like those maple syrup candy things :3 i think you’ve heard that enough from stan tho.”

— Butters S !

very excited when you tell him!! wants to know ALL about canada and bugs you for days.

you guys are both super duper nice, and he always feels so warm around you knowing you actually care about him <3

doesn’t care that your canadian, but he does find it cool as hell!! tries to like hockey, but it’s too confusing for him ,,,

puts a small picture of the canadian flag in his room and shows it to you when you come over (it’s so precious)

he tells his parents all about canada, whatever you tell him!! they don’t find it interesting but who gives a damn, they suck

“O HAMBURGERS, that’s amazing! how come you didn’t tell me sooner?! do you like hockey? what part of canada are you from? wh—” literally asks 100 questions, but you love ur bestie

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once again i’m so sorry this is so short :( i didn’t know how to interpret it, but i hope you do like it!

#（✿ ◞◟）🫧 marj writes! ﹒#butters stotch #kenny mccormick #eric cartman #stan marsh #kyle broflovski #south park #south park x reader platonic #south park x reader #butters stotch x reader #kenny mccormick x reader #eric cartman x reader #stan marsh x reader #kyle brovlofski x reader #kyle broflovski x reader #idfk how to spell his name bruh

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solardick · 4 months ago

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Lovely portent that was. A redwing’s mate guiding me to eye contact. The redwings themselves not being aggressive. Pretty, awkward, blond and slim.

Aside from that on the fallowing day. I give up at life. 40 years is too much. I suspect I’m not survive much longer. I don’t want to be alive anymore. I can’t do this anymore. I’m done. All there is is evil in life. I don’t want a part of it. Anymore. It only grows stronger. They wont leave me alone. There’s nothing to do. I hate life. I fucken hate. All it wants is to hurt me. 40’years is too much. Im done.

Go get my bottle of liquer. Throw the noose over door, step off the chair. Thats my future. Unconscious in a few long painful seconds. Dead in a few more.

If i cant develop and grow on my own fucken terms. Im not living at all. Keep my locked up in is mind raping prison. Im done.

Maybe my death will give a pause with hesitation in the next abuse victim they have an aim for.

And the cops are hareaing me with rheir pressence today. Again. Fun fun.

And blocking me out of xbox. On a roll with fucking with me today.

Lets go see if i can buy another fycken dictionairy. Cant even learn a new language without nazi cockskrs perverting with slut faget bs.

I dont care what i say anymore. Im goign to be fucked with either way. Km just an asshole who needs to be reminded how much im someones bitch everyday. Only been 40 straight fucken years. Its the reason im born. Theres no getting away from it. So fuck you amd uou and uou. The world decided yo make me its enemy the day i was born so fuck you too.

Neither am i able to buy an actual russian dictionary. Its only bilingual dictionaries. Which are all lackluster. So much for creating a russian tarot deck. Uh, i dont know why i still try and do stuff. Im not allowed doug. Anythign but doing this. Fuck you and fuck and you.

Should make another card of policemen, and crime mobs, raping men, hold billy clibs and knifes with severed cocks in their hands, laughing with a poor mother trying to protect her son. Replace waites gay death card with it. Half the victims smiling amd the other half crying.

And then people will be like. No, i don’t want to die. I want to live.

Maybe temperance fallowing will make a little more sense. The death card and gold. The italiano is better. Removal of all resources. Temperance becomes a mandatory. Instead of being thrown around from one incompatible place to the next, from one abusive place to the next, one supervised conditioning place after the next manipulative place. Constant cues of inevitability, this will happen. None of this, this may happen. I almost died three times in the last couple years. Then its the devil card. Being all like do it, do it. On the superficial retard level spoken by the lowcuning, who have no temperance themselves. To the narsicists and sadists. A constant line of attack that never ceases and hasn’t ceased in decades. Turning from the up front aggressive, to the back, side, friendly but, none of it is real. Everyones playing an act. No real genuine communication from anyone. The odd couple txts now and a -long -gain. The gain gets highlighted but its pronunciation is wrong. It’s not strong enough to count very high.

All sources of information, perverted. Conditioning, a veil to side track attention. Little prison cell made to fell like nothing is to blame and this is how it is. It’s destiny. У.

So much for ever learning how to act. Nope. You don’t get to. Wish i could act. Then id be a two-faced asshole. The french call them crosseur. Or somethign spelt like that. The french never did make me feel welcome.

And the only places that ever did. Had an agenda. That is currently still in play. Thats what now? 8 years stolen? On that scene alone. The whole homo agenda scheme, all part of the picture leading years in before hand. Best decision i ever made. Fuck you.

What’s next gonna hit me even harder? Im just a punching bag. Always was. My narcissist father thinks that kid of thing is funny. Used to talk about it all the time. How much he loved his punching bag.

Keeping an open dialogue to this. Intentionally. Aggravating, frustrating, shaming, while pleading temperance?

Fuck this prison cell. Get me out. Maybe id have somethign positive to say. Maybe they’d be no righteous belligerence in the face of outsode forces m that have not once stoped ever. For any amount of time on that entire line. Maybe my attention would phase out to soemthign else. Maybe id have a healthier mentality. Maybe id have aome someblamce of a life of my own creation. But no. Not allowed. Just this. This is where i belong. Being beaten on from above. Whoch isn t hard considering im in the gutter.

I choose to fuck death. Go back to where i came from, hell. Im not human. Never was.

The next card is the father given his son a gun. And the mother is sucking him off while he does it.

Go “Temperate” son.

Maybe, i wouldn’t be so kind to people. Helpful and generous. Even to the very people fucken with me. Like i’m not aware. I don’t have the strength left for that last one anymore.

No positivity is better than fake positivity or, hopeful positivity.

Looking at america from an outside perspective. Uou got the states alpha prick. And you got canada right besides him. His little bitch. Who can’t raise its voice and has to live by their alpha fag. And fallow his news. More than their own. And then you got mexico on the other side, his personal drug dealer that he keeps his guard up around. The Us the ultimate wife beater.

The oilers losed?! What?! No shit. It happened. Course they were going to lose. Their canadian in their own field. And they’re named after petroleum. Not going to give hype to pollution and carbon gases. Like the games are ‘t fixed to begin with. And with that all the fans and the beer drinking men lost some pride, again. Oh, no, the masculine spreading and hoping for toxic waste. You lose.

Where’s my boyfriend(s), i want to defy nature, and get fucked tonight. And then feel disgusted with myself and a shamed, so i desire more. Afterwards.

Tarot… whats the point of temperance. You meet the devil and you lose anyway. Fuck inhate tarot.

Shame on you for wanting the oilers to win. Go get shame fucked. Even though its just a name and has nothing to do with sport. But that diesnt matter to the magical world of rainbow land. Shining your true colours after being stormed through and through.

Think i need another covid injection.

Cheers to suffering for the rest of my life with no one. Just me and enemies. Cause i won’t do it. I don’t want to be alive anymore. 25 straight years of being beaten in and manipulated. Vicious circle. I was born in hell.

Wonder what being human feels like. ´ast thing i want is a life based on sex. Thats all the world is. Sex and abuse. Im done.

I’m done. Im not talking to or being friendly with anyone anymore. I tried. Tried for 30 years with my family. But that was a waste of life. All

Life does is try and rule over me and cause me harm. Àways did. Always will. Im

Done. I dotn want to be alive anymore.

Ok, its back to being a concrete game plan. Again. With this added pressure. It may just pull through.

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azlovesem · 1 month ago

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I like you not that demon of a workd younhail from. The italians dont make me laugh at theirvwrath again. Thaley habe ni fuckn powercto doeak anywhwre anymore. Youre lookn good. No theyre gonna lose withput ky unions. Popular bote naybe everyone wins that then loses the genetal who cares. Like that eould make much difference . Florida gets what it deserves just luke everyone else. Ya spent sny time there where ya tell em ya love em all. Nobody loves anyome much around here from what i can tell but shots only getn worse. No its mot fir yoj i thnm youre paranpid a bot like the rest of this punk as best defeated by me planet. The proof is how i talk about em and im still here. Im Azriel religios ate navsl lint compared to me. Be nice so you can keep your fans. Truth is for beings like me. Like real actual entities not ya know the tv kind. They may ein awards tomus theyre mai pedi pathetic imbeciles who cant fight. Just sbput all of em. Ha ua ya ill say iyt everyday tbry stull cant fihht worth shit. Youre not exactly a cass a boxer like i am yourself. Im watching the twilight zone. You know where most people exist. A place beyond space n time. Ha ha ha. What sdo you yhink of santa now maybe you thought you wete bigger than you are. And you can fight an Arch im laughing. People died in that fight but we re still hete so fuck them. Ha ha ha ahh ha. Admit it even if i gef bad yoj stil love me and i you. Its fuvked up. Once youve gotten an Archangeks attention uh youte ducjed now. I eont hurt you bu tv youll never ever not hear of me. Im the angel of earth. Youll be reminded of that forever. So come to me. No i just bareed her not you. None of uou str trrribly bright conpsted to me im laughing. But that dowsnt kesn i dont love you 2.

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dreamc0rpse · 2 years ago

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10:11 am december 18 2022

I’m not buying you dinner today fyuck you.

Why is a debate so strong. Why is it that yoi call me a name for having physical proof against said oponion? You saybits an oponion that im the one insisting im right (maybe bc i have evidence and have actively seen and known etc) but you were the one pushing an opinion saying it was all? None of this makes sense but you call me names. I wont tske that so i give up and tell uou ok your right. Yet even then you bantr me telling me it never happens. Are you going to beat me with a stick when im laying there dead?

Just last nitht i cry to myself wondering if i can even make you truly happy, if you are, if i ruin it, if i can make it.

But you not. And i dont make it.

I wonder last night what even made you love me in the first place how did yoi fall in love? The cute little things like what? You never do see those i never heard that. Is it truly just my physical form being there with yoi that your dependant on or is it something deeper? Do my emotions sway you in any way do my feelings make you laugh or donthey make you feel?

Do you think i really intend to be that way when you are too? Maybe im mirroring maybe you are. But what is a debate when ig i always have to be right. But what if thats the probelm. What if thats the problem. What if thats the problem.

I dont care about being right, but this one time this one time… i knew ab this stuff i genuinely knew, i was part of what known i still am a dweller to know and enjoy occasional talent in craft. I know about current time events of so even and wjat goes on? How come when it’s something i actively know about you insist its just me trying to be “miss always has to be right miss i always have to be rigjt” i wish i could tell you to get out of my room and that i qant to kick you out without feeling bad or awful to know you don’t reslly care. God how you probably want me too.

Why do you love me? Why? I reslly dont see t.

How did you even fall in love with me? There was no little things are there. You don’t look at me with a melting heard and warm smile you don’t stop being mad at me because you hold so much rage.

You dont comfort me when i have a swollen chest of ache inside and you don’t see me when i try for snything of trying.

You just turn the other way like now. And where did that come from? Why do we want to go to therapy and why if you refuse to see the way things are now?

I don’t like the way you treat me sometimes but i really truly cannot tell if its me anymore, i believe it is. I really do. There must be something im doing weong but god what is it, even you tell me but i am a failure to my attempts to make it change to fix it. Why cant i fix it? Why cant i fix it inside me? What do i do jut take it out and throw it on the ground and stomp it squach ot till it is no more.

But what would that to if even with foot pounding over it the squishy juice and sounds god i rlly want too, but even then what if after that uou still dont idk…see me?

Idk whats goijg on wyateber is whatever was and whatever will be. But i hate it

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yukkeykiss · 3 years ago

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Tsukishima Kei x Otaku!GN!Reader

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relationship headcanon of Tsukki with an otaku lover!! specifically an idol(game) otaku, smth that has been in my mind so this is very self indulgent hehe, i use enstars music as the reference for the idol game mentioned but i left things vague since it doesn’t have to be that specific game. sorry also if the edit i made for this sucks, it's my first time making smth like this XD

Warnings: none!! only fluff

- tsukishima didn't know that being your lover would mean doing a lot of things that he didn't expect he would do

- but he did, just to see you happy

- even considering to dress like your oshi when you asked him once

“you look just like them! pleaseeee dress up as them?” you plead to your lover as you hold your phone, showing him the picture of your oshi to show how similar they look

“no” is the only thing he said

- seeing and listening you talk and ramble about the unit and character you love so much does something to him, maybe he just likes your voice, but he still remembers almost everything uou talk about

- you made it a ritual that everytime you pull for your oshi/s, you would call him or have him pull if he's with you, he’s lucky

“gosh!! their music is so good, i’ve always waited for this song to have its own MV!” you gushed to tsukki as you two were eating your lunch, phone out as the MV you were just talking about was playing

“they have different clothes than usual, does that mean there’s a new scout banner or something?” your lover asked, raising a curious brow. at the mention of this, your mouth dropped at the realization

“i forgot about that! please pull for me when the banner comes out!!”

- you'd ask him to watch you dance the choreography of a unit that you adore, wanting to show it to him

- eventually you'll ask him to dance along with you, it WILL take a long time of pleading and begging before he agrees, but he will, albeit with no energy but atleast he did<3 just make sure you don’t tell anyone

“tsukki! not like that” a pout came on your lips as you watched him flail his hands lightly, making a poor attempt of dancing along the steps you taught him

tsukishima sighed and rolled his eyes “it’s similar, who cares?” “i do!”

- both your music tastes are different from each other, but he'll make a playlist of your and his favorite song then put it in shuffle for you two

- he started listening to idols songs even without you because of it

a gasp left your lips as you sneakily placed your head beside his headphones that he was wearing, catching him listening to that one song you’ve been playing none stop “you’re listening to that without me?!” “shut up”

- with your obsession with idols, of course you’ll have merch of them

- tons of it

- tsukishima found it odd at first, but then again, it’s not like he doesn’t have his own collection of dinosaur figurines in his room

- you two would occasionally exchange figurines/plushies just to have something that belongs to each other

stepping inside your room with your lover, your room was full of merch from the game you were playing, including other series that you like. as you closed the door, your eyes were on tsukki, seeing him already looking at your study table

“that’s the dinosaur plushie you lent me, it sits beside (your oshi’s name) so i get motivated to study and i remember you whenever i look at it!” you explained with a smile, seeing him nod and his lips tugged up at this

- when you asked tsukki to come with you to a convention, he didn't know how exhausting it will be

- waking up earlier than the sun, meeting up by the station and since you live in miyagi, you have to travel really early just in time for the line to still be short

- once you two got in after hours of waiting by the line, you’d immediately look around. buying merch, making sure to stay within the budget, asking cosplayers for pictures etc

- when you saw someone cosplaying your oshi, you turned into a squealing mess, talking to the person about your oshi and expressing your love to the character. when you asked for a picture and tsukki saw how close you were to them, this is when he considered dressing up as your oshi too

- by the time it's time to go home, it's already late and tsukki swears he will never go with you to one ever again (lie)

getting on the bus, the sun has already set when you decided it was best to go home. a comfortable silence between you and tsukki as both of you took a seat, glad that the bus isn’t crowded.

“thank you for coming with me” you muttered as you leaned your head on his shoulder, a smile on your lips as you felt content and happy

placing a hand on your head, he lightly pats you as he hummed

- if tsukki does things for you, of course you will too

- you'd cheer him on his matches and will wait for him everytime he has practice, you don't mind if you have to wait

- everytime there's practice and you have no extracurricular in school, you either wait somewhere near the gym or a place near the school, doing your homework so you don't have to do it later on

- if wait in a cafe, you buy him(and yama) a drink or buy him his favorite treat

- you never wait inside the gym for him, not wanting to distract him or his team, besides you'd rather see him play in an official match

humming along the music that is blasting on your earphones, your focus were on your notebook as you do your homework, waiting for your boyfriend while he practices

you didn’t notice that time has passed, ony realizing when a shadow loomed over your figure that made you look up, beaming when you saw tsukki with yamaguchi

“how’s practice?” you asked the two with a grin as you removed off your earphones, yama mentioned that it went well while tsukishima nods his head to back up what he said. gesturing on the chairs, they both sat acrss from you

“here, i bought you two some drinks”

- tho sometimes, you will visit once in a while to bring him something and maybe wait outside the gym for the remaining time

- sometimes he’ll ask for you to watch him too

knocking on the gym’s door, you peeked inside and saw your lover, beaming as you slowly went in. you informed the pretty managers that you were there to bring smth to tsukki. once the team took a break, they informed the tall boy and there he walks over to you. you two conversed for a while before he said “you can watch practice if you want”

- when in matches, you make sure he knows you're cheering on him just as much as you cheer for your oshi

- if they win a match, you make sure to give him the biggest hug (in private) and praise him a lot, showing how proud you are of him

“nice block tsukki!!” you cheered from the stands as you cheered for him, a wide smile on your face as you were happy for him

- if they lose, whispering praises while you cradle his head, still telling him you're proud of him and how he did his best. he will most likely brush it off but you know he needs it

“you did your best tsukki. im proud of you and your team” you whispered as you hugged him, rubbing his back gently

ueeeeeeeyyy!! i hope this is okay, it's all over the place and english isn't my main language so it's not the best but yeah,, hope u enjoyed it aaa! still have more ideas for this headcanon so maybe i'll make a follow up

#tsukishima kei #tsukishima x you #haikyuu tsukishima #haikyu x reader #tsukishima fluff

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carterhenslay · 3 years ago

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Carter: shes just the fucking limit Ollie -- Oliver: Mm, you’ve told me this at least fifteen times already. -- Carter: “fifteen” -- Oliver: I can go back and count them if you like. We might find out that I underestimated. -- Carter: … no -- Oliver: That’s what I thought. There’s just one thing missing from this conversation. One little piece of information that I’ve asked for several times, that you still refuse to tell me. Can you guess what that tidbit is? Oliver: You have read receipts on, CeeJ. Oliver: Turning them off doesn’t mean I think you’ve suddenly lost interest in the conversation. I know you’re still reading what I’m saying and that you’re sitting there, staring at the screen and biting your thumbnail, because you nasty. Get your finger out of your mouth. --

Carter: shut up and leave my oral fixation out of this

Oliver: Said no she ever. Oliver: Since you’ll only bite your nails and not this, I’ll help you out. Oliver: WHAT DID SHE DO?

Carter: I CANT TELL U --

Oliver: I really don’t see how I’m supposed to shit talk her with you then, outside of the usual: dresses like she just walked out of Breakfast At Tiffany’s (stylish grandma), walks like she has the biggest stick up her ass (you’d think that would make her feel better), has a well-groomed mop in a tailored suit for a boyfriend (who needs personality when you have a hard rod?)

Carter: i hate you

Oliver: Did you forget that the shift key and punctuation exist today? Oliver: How much have you had to drink?

Carter: none of your business Carter: only 2 glasses of wine

Oliver: Out of wine glasses or the Pilsners?

Carter: okay so what i can tell uou is that back when we were friends something happened by mistake that was NO BIG DEAL Carter: ha, found the shift key Carter: like it was toatal accident and i honestly forgot about it????

Oliver: You fucked; I knew it. That girl is far too pressed not to be a closet case. Forgetting about it though? Ouch. She a pillow princess? Oliver: And don’t think I didn’t notice you avoiding the question. Put the beer glasses away, Don Draper.

Carter: we didnt fuck oliver! we were… math is hard right now. babies. we were babies when we were friends Carter: stop interrupting

Oliver: You’re hardly being forthcoming with the details. I’m just trying to motivate you to hurry the fuck up so that I can UrbanFetch you some water and aspirin. God knows the delivery person doesn’t need to see you sobbing into your wine pilsner over vague injustices.

Carter: ur mean when youre sober Carter: ok hold on im gonna do text to speech bc the buttons are blurry Carter: OK so like I said something happened when we were still friends and it was no big deal like such a little deal that I forgot about it But apparently Taylor took it super personality And she thought I was going to tell people about it which is why I can’t tell you about it because if I tell you about it then I’m doing the thing that she accuses me of doing and so I can’t tell you about it --

Oliver: I liked you better when you didn’t know where the shift key was. That was a giant run on sentence, Ceej. You can enter punctuation into text to speech by just saying the punctuation.

Carter: You’ll live and you’ll learn Bob this is what you’re getting Carter: NE ways I freaked out the other day you know when I had my meeting with Samuel And I may have kidnapped her accidentally of course Carter: And all this shit came out about how we missed each other and then asked her if she missed Me Too! And she said yes but she said I was holding this over her and I holding her room her I didn’t even remember so how could I have been holding it over her Carter: And the thing she said I was holding over her makes me seem like a horrible person and that’s what she thinks and me is that I’m a horrible person and I can’t believe she thinks I would ever do the thing that she thinks I thought I did I don’t know what to do Oliver --

Oliver: That was all very rambly and hard to follow, but I gather that she accused you of trying to use the non-fucking against her in some way that, in no way, speaks to your actual character? --

Carter: YES! -- Oliver: Okay. Follow up question: why do you care what Taylor Caffrey thinks of you? Obviously, I didn’t know her when she was younger, but today’s Taylor is not a good person. She has consistently been an asinine toe fucker to all of us for no reason. In the three years I’ve known her, I have never seen her be nice to another human being. She’s so… uninterested in everything that goes on around her. Uninterested in her friends, uninterested in her boyfriend, uninterested in any kind of real connection. Oliver: You know I don’t like to use the word but, to put it plainly, she’s a bitch. Maybe she was chill when you guys were younger but clearly, she’s been drinking the kool-aid. From everything you’ve told me about her, if there’s one thing she IS interested in then it’s status. She wants her Jimmy Choo, her Marc Jacobs, her penthouse in the sky, her perfectly boring husband and their equally boring 2.5 children. Oliver: You don’t fit in that world, Ceej. You know you don’t. All you’ve ever wanted was to get the hell out of Dodge. And Taylor Caffrey wants to stay here and adopt the society role she was born to play. --

Carter: i cant just shake 6 years of friendship Carter: she was there for me thru my dads affair and finding out he got another woman pregnant and my parents divorce Carter: she used to hold my hair back while i threw up until one of the help would answer her call and come do it for her Carter: she was a little squimish about vomit Carter: we would have sleepovers and dream of our parents blending together so that sam & natasha’s carelessness and her parents overprotectiveness would create parents that actually loved us Carter: we had dreams and we… and i… --

Oliver: And you want her to be the same person that she was when you were thirteen. I don’t want to be the person who has to break your heart but that isn’t going to happen. I know your inner Hufflepuff wants to believe that people remain themselves at their core and friendship never dies, but that’s not the real world, babe. --

Carter: hufflepuff?? im a lion bitch

Oliver: Yeah, you’re truly something to fear. Everyone quakes in terror at the tiny, blonde ball of fury. Oliver: Hey, Ceej?

Carter: yeah

Oliver: You deserve to be happy. You deserve to be treated well. You deserve to have friends that are unafraid to show the fact that they care about you and won’t jerk you around. Oliver: But if you want to keep pursuing this Taylor thing, I’ll help in whatever way I can.

Carter: thanks ollie 😭 😭 😭 i love you too Carter: do you want to ‘and chill’ tongiht

Oliver: No, you drunken nymphomaniac.

Carter: mean Carter: ollie?

Oliver: What’s up?

Carter: i thingk im ready for my water

Oliver: I’ll call UrbanFetch. And then I’ll call you again when they get near your house so that you remember I called UrbanFetch and don’t think they’re an intruder. Again.

Carter: that was one time and i didnt hit them that hard

Oliver: Love you, heathen.

Carter: love you 2 ollie

#text #text: oliver

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orlothegreat · 4 years ago

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A non-comprehensive list of good things about staying alive:

Cats and their softness and their dignity and the little mrrm activation sound they make

Dogs, too. Their energy, their loyalty, their beauty.

When someone you care about smiles or laughs, especially when you're the reason they're smiling/laughing

Sunlight streaming through trees, dappling the ground with leaf-shaped shadows

When you're in the car with your friend and he needs to get over a lane or two to the left, so you tell him, and then you both start singing "Irreplaceable" by Beyoncé

Koalas

Baby bears

Cake: eating it, baking it. Licking batter off spatulas even though everyone fusses at you about salmonella poisoning

Ice cream, especially when it's hot out

Halloween costumes. Dress as a construction site if you want! Or maybe a chick magnet, as Manmeet did. Or, to quote Karen Smith from Mean Girls, "I can be a sexy doctor and cure some sexy cancer!"

Added alliterative appeal

¿Puedo comunicar? ¿¿Con más personas?? ¿¿¿Via más idiomas???

It's a bop, tbh. It may be the only Bee Gees song I know, but it's still a bop.

Wearing designated paint clothes while painting sets. Your clothes gather memories colored gray and red and white. The other painters wipe their dripping hands on your sleeve.

Sometimes you're tired while talking to your friend, and your friend's terrifyingly enormous breasts are attempting to escape their shirt, so your friend shoves them back into place and jokes, "They're popping out to say hello," and you, still tired, wonder, "If boobs could talk, what would they sound like?"

Nine-year-old best friends jumping on trampolines while jokingly planning the wedding of two cartoon characters

None pizza with left beef (side note: I suppose another muse we all know wouldn't eat none pizza with left beef because he's vegetarian, but perhaps none pizza with left spinach?)

When people send you links because they saw the content and thought of you

When your typo is way funnier than it has any right to be, such as "screm: just scream as loud as uou"

Wide-eyed wonder

Books. About. Space.

There are so many good books out there, fiction and non-fiction alike.

If you're reading this, you're literate! You learned to read! You have access to so much more of the world than you would if you couldn't read!!

You know when a baby's delicate hand wraps around your finger as a reflex? Yeah, that.

When a couple you know has the same sense of humor, and that's how you know they're good for each other

When you're a wasian girl watching the proshot of the musical Allegiance in select cinemas and you realize a) you're White enough to be Hannah Campbell and Asian enough to be Keiko Kimura and b) Hannah and Sam together reminds you of your own parents

When your close friend who is trans couldn't be happier or more excited when trans characters exist and are good

When your close friend who is ace finds good ace representation

Just. Good representation.

Songs that make you feel things you've never felt before

Putting "buffalo" in every other blank in a mad-libs

That's what I have for now. I might come back and send more.

^^^^^^^ hecking superb list, fairycat.

#always a fairycat #always-a-fairycat #submission #things to make you happy to be alive #ooc

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tempinksailblog · 5 years ago

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Plan B

No prompt since the origin is just me wanting to write this in general!

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Template wouldn't be able to tell much on what happened after the dinner with the nobles. He wasn't in a place to be in a political knowledge sphere as ironic as it might seem. He mostly knew what was happening through Ink and the king wasn't saying anything about it. Things felt normal to Template so he just didn't ask about it.

Things only became strange way later when Template found Ink sitting on his throne all alone. No guards, commoners, nobles, chancellors or advisors. Just Ink.

He was just staring at the other side of the throne room. There was nothing there but he watched it none the less. Template wondered what was up with him yet didn't know if he should approach. He just decided to do so since the worst could be him being told off.

"Ink?" He muttered maybe too quiet since Ink didn't respond at first. He didn't want to say it again though just in case he did hear.

"He's going to fight me with all he's got, huh?" The king said with a monotone voice. Template didn't say anything to see if Ink would continue that thought since he didn't understand what the other meant. "Error is going to war just for me, to fulfill his hatred filled goal."

Template's breath hitched at that tyrant's name. A war? Really? "What are you going to do then?"

"Wait for him here. His soldiers will busy mine as he comes to get me himself. He won't find satisfaction in hearing me be dead. I know that much." Ink sits up a bit as if confirming his resolve. "We'll just see who's better then."

· · ·

Template waited a long time just outside of the throne room. He was told to leave so that if Error did come, Ink could fight his battle alone. Template didn't plan to just let Ink lose though.

Ink would get food from servants but otherwise was unbothered for a very long time. Template would sneak into the kitchen to steal food when he could and take it back to his post.

A lot of fighting happened outside of the castle so it was strangely quiet for the most part. A lot of the staff was allowed to go for a "vacation" of sorts so the castle in general was pretty empty. Template only ran into Dream's family with Pale as he got food or waited around. Dream would talk to him with the youngest twins occasionally adding something in, but usually it just helped pass the time.

The fated day finally cqme at the end of the war between the two kingdoms. Error walked his way down the throne room covered in battle scars.the kingdom of destruction was best at assassination, not close combat to this scale. He only made the battle even by his number of forces he "gathered" and trained over the years. Now he could stand in the throne room across from Ink.

"So it's finally time." Ink said in a tone like he didn't care if they ended up in a fight to the death or not. Error smiled wide and maliciously at the other.

"It's finally the day I can tear you down from that fucking high horse of yours." He responds with a sharp tone. Ink grins as he stands up and catches the sheathed sword that was behind him. Template reacts by clutching his knife he stole from the kitchen.

Template watched the two duel from his hiding spot, not planning to just join in yet. He winced when Error barely missed Ink and tightened his grip on the wall as well as his blade. Ink added battle scars to the other as he gained some of his own through slight slip ups. It almost hurt to watch.

Error managed to get behind Ink where his defense lacked. It was too late for the other to react, for he was already falling to his knees and clutching his shoulder. Error had managed to get a painful enough wound to make the king fall. That's when Template decided to make his move.

"I told you, Ink. You were destined to fall." Error said triumphantly, raising his blade. Ink seemed to close his eyes and accept it but he just seemed to be met with silence before choked gasps. After about a minute worth of time, Ink actually opened his eyes confused. Was death that quick?

He looked back to see Template breathing heavily and holding a slightly bloody and dusty knife. No, that can't be right. It was Error, who had a sword. He deal with the pain as he stood up and stumbled forward.

When he looked back again he still saw Template and the knife. The only knew thing was the piling dust in front of Template he spotted as he fell to his knees again.

Template looked surprised before rushing over to catch the other. "I'll get uou to the castle's hospital ward-" he says quickly. "Hang in there!"

Ink took a moment to register the other's presence. "I can get there myself... I don't want to bleed out on you."

"After all I've gone through because of you, you think I care about a little bit of blood?" Template responds as he rushed off. Ink laughed.

"Did you just admit I'm an ass?" Ink grinned wide.

"Oh my god. Let's just concern ourselves on whether or not a doctor is there and not that dumb deal." Template says as he leans his head down as best he could to peck the other's cheek. Ink laughed louder this time and said nothing more as if silently agreeing.

~ ~ ~

Hey at least I didn't kill Ink this time!

~Mod Taco

#mod taco #tempink #ink sans #template sans #error sans #tacowrites #ask prompt #kinda #kingdom au #tw blood

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fillianore-moved · 5 years ago

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this is just a very long and unfortunate list of incorrect quotes i’ve compiled for the fe3h squad + my oc (aka cassia montal, who’s the assistant teacher at the monastery and is romancing jeritza)! i just needed a way to develop her and all the relationships there more, and this is the result, so it’s completely self-indulgent, lazy and frankly pretty silly, but still i had fun and developed her and her relationships a lot during this process! @highoverseer and @koroleyva i’m tagging you two because idk anyone else who’d care at all for this flaming pile of trash packed into a fe3h package uwu 🌷🌼🌸

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byleth: how long have you been sleeping with cassia?

jeritza: that’s disgusting. and wrong. i don’t even get… why would... i…i’ve never had sex with anyone, anywhere. it’s none of your… you have… the nerve, the audacity… cassia is my colleague, technically. and she is terrible, face-wise. and how… how... do i know, frankly, that you’re not sleeping with her? maybe you are. maybe you’re trying to throw me off? hmm? check and mate.

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cassia dies.

annette is sobbing

dimitri is heartbroken

edelgard is trying to do a satanic ritual with hubert to bring her back

claude is stapling memes to her coffin

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byleth: you dropped your dyn- dy- dyna… mite…

byleth: uh… what else have you got in there?

cassia: oh… gunpowder, nitroglycerin, notepads, fuses, wicks, glue, and… paperclips. big ones.

cassia: uou know. just office supplies.

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cassia to annette: when you turn 18, people are gonna try and tell you to buy drugs or cigarettes because you can. no. you know what else is legal to buy at 18? blades. get yourself a damn sword. a big knife is also okay.

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cassia: we both look very beautiful tonight.

jeritza: you know, if you- if you’d just said I look beautiful, I would’ve said “so do you”.

cassia: i couldn’t take that chance.

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dorothea: you need a hobby.

cassia: i have a hobby.

dorothea: staring at jeritza’s face isn’t a hobby.

cassia: you’re right. it’s a profession and i excel at my job.

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cassia, looking in the mirror at 3am trying to practice self love: you’re doing great you stupid bitch..

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manuela: i didn’t want to do this, but i know one way we can get the money.

cassia: you’d make a decent prostitute.

manuela: i’d make an amazing prostitute, but i was actually talking about this guy I know.

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byleth: admit it! you like cassia!

jeritza: oh, come on. i mean, am i attracted to cassia? sure. do my days feel better when I’m around her? yeah. does she get me in ways no person ever has? indubitably. do i fantasize about her? sure, of course, but only in two positions. but do I like her? the answer is no.

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cassia: when have i done anything rash or irresponsible?

claude: i keep a list if you wanna see. it’s alphabetized.

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byleth: whose turn is it to give the pep-talk?

cassia: (sighing) felix’s…

felix: fuck shit up out there, but don’t die.

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annette: is anyone else scared?

cassia: not really. i’ve already lived longer than i expected.

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flayn: what is the best way to kill someone?

byleth: kindness.

cassia: If we’re being stealthy, potassium cynaite. otherwise, anything from a knife to a bazooka works...

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cassia: *crying*

byleth: i would like to join you in acknowledging the difficulties of your life

cassia: you are the WORST at this comfort thing

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claude: if edelgard, dimitri and i were drowning, who would you save?

cassia: you morons can’t even swim?

edelgard: teacher, it’s a hypothetical question.

dimitri: yeah, who would you save?

cassia: my time and effort.

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annette: The cookie isn’t sweet enough, and the texture is runny because it’s not fully baked. if I have to rate this, i would give it three points.

cassia: i made it myself…

annette: it’s out of three points.

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edelgard: if I ask you a boy question, will you promise not to be weird?

cassia: i promise.

edelgard: so, there’s this guy-

cassia: you can do better.

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cassia, torturing a prisioner: we have ways of making you talk…

cassia: flayn, what are you doing here? you’re not allowed in here

flayn: (hands her a drawing)

cassia: did you draw this? this is so good! i promise we’ll hang it in the entrance of the dungeon so everyone can see it before they get tortured!

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sylvain: i rarely give compliments, teacher, but that shirt looks great. i bet it would look even better on byleth’s assistant’s bedroom floor.

jeritza: …

cassia: sylvain, are you … hitting on jeritza for me?

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cassia: it’s hard being byleth’s assistant teacher sometimes, but i love the my students and that’s all that-

caspar, in the background: teacher cassia! I tried to make spaghetti in the coffee pot and accidentally broke it!

cassia: *inhales*

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post time-skip, black eagles route

cassia: i need some peace and quiet...

edelgard: i’ll be quiet!

hubert: and i’ll be peace!

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jeritza: everything’s going to be fine. it’s just a crush.

cassia: hey, jeritza!

jeritza: i love you.

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post time-skip, blue lions route

dimitri, talking about cassia: i know you think my judgment’s clouded because i like her a little bit.

dedue: you doodled your wedding invitation

dimitri: no, that’s our joint tombstone.

dedue: ... my mistake.

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post time-skip, hubert’s support

edelgard: (whispering to hubert) start with a compliment! tell her she looks thin.

hubert: (to cassia) you seem malnourished.

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post time-skip, edelgard’s support

ferdinand, watching cassia train: she can’t be good at everything. maybe she’s a bad kisser.

edelgard: no, she’s good at that too.

ferdinand: what?

edelgard: what?

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sylvain: I'm grounded?

cassia: yes, you're grounded.

byleth: you disobeyed an order.

dimitri: and now we're going to bury you until you learn your lesson.

cassia:

byleth: dimitri, that's not how grounding works.

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dorothea: i promised byleth we wouldn’t do anything illegal.

cassia:

cassia: Why would you lie to our resident parental figure like that?

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linhardt: i slept for almost 12 hours but I might still be tired so let’s go for 12 more just in case

cassia: linhardt that’s a coma

linhardt: sounds festive

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cassia: don’t worry, i have a permit.

seteth: …this just says ‘i do what i want.’

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cassia: there are no mistakes, just happy little accidents

cassia: ... and lorenz

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post time-skip, golden deer route

cassia: this is it

cassia: this is the darkest timeline

hilda: we just ran out of alcohol you dramatic little bitch

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post time-skip, blue lions route

felix: cassia?

cassia, sighing: jeritza used to call me cassia…

felix: because it’s your fucking name

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cassia: WHO THE FUCK ATE ALL MY MACAROONS?! IM GOING TO KI-

annette: it was me.

cassia: KISS YOUR HEAD SO SOFT BABY, YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU THE MOST RIGHT?

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post time-skip, black eagles route

edelgard: so what are we gonna do?

cassia: i don’t know... pizza maybe?

edelgard:

hubert:

ferdinand:

edelgard: about the war, cassia

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during a mock battle

ferdinand: start waving your white flag!

hilda: THE ONLY THING I WILL BE WAVING IS YOUR DECAPITATED HEAD ON A STICK IN FRONT OF YOUR WEEPING MOTHER.

cassia: ... Yikes...

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cassia: hey flayn, do you think I could fit fifteen macarons into my mouth?

seteth: you're a hazard to society.

flayn: and a coward. do twenty!

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byleth: your trainee said a swear word in class.

cassia: i’ll talk to them about it..

cassia, to lysithea: what the fuck, dude...

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rhea: this was a 100% successful trip.

byleth: we lost cassia.

rhea: this was a 100% successful trip.

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sylvain, flirting with a girl: so, are you from heaven?

cassia: yes, she's a ghost...

cassia: she died fifteen years ago...

cassia: like that pick-up line of yours.

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dedue: felix lost cassia…

dimitri: how do you lose a woman?!

ashe: you forget to cherish her.

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cassia: you like me? you like my personality?

byleth: i was surprised too.

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lysithea: [covers cassia’s eyes] guess who? she’s sweet, she’s adorable~

lysithea: and she’s gonna be really mad if you get it wrong!

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ignatz: i lose at everything. i even lost my glasses.

cassia, staring at the glasses on top of his head: i’ll help you find them for five gold...

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jeritza: what are you, a cop? fuck off!

cassia: jeritza...

jeritza: okay, sorry, one more time.

priest:

priest: do you take this woman to be y--

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rhea: cassia, can we speak privately for a minute?

cassia: ooooh, someone’s in trouble!

cassia : no, wait.

cassia : it’s me.

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cassia: wait, stop, think!

caspar: no, no, and no.

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bernadetta: i’m just worried about hurting their feelings!

cassia: hurting their feelings…? you just walk around all day caring about peoples’ feelings?

bernadetta: yes, of course. don’t you?

cassia: no.

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byleth: you’re smiling, did something good happen?

cassia: can’t I just smile because I feel like it?

dorothea: seteth tripped and fell in the courtyard.

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claude: i trust cassia.

hilda: you think she knows what she’s doing?

claude: ... i wouldn’t go that far.

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cassia: oh, yes, i’ll live.

cassia: but i won’t enjoy it.

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cassia: you piss me off so much.

rhea: i literally just said “hello.“

cassia: yet here i am, boiling with rage.

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cassia: don’t worry, you’ve got everything you need to defeat them.

marianne: the power to believe in myself?

cassia: no, a knife.

cassia: stab them.

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petra: i’ve never done anything wrong in my life

cassia: i know this and i love you

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ignatz: *trips on nothing*

cassia: ha, you’re so clumsy.

(5mins later)

cassia: *aggressively punching the air* what’s your–fucking problem huh?? what–did he ever–do to you??

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byleth: now we’re going to compliment the person to our right.

cassia: *looks at seteth fondly*

cassia: nothing brightens up a room like your absence.

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shady guy, coming up to cassia: if you care about your student you’ll come with me..

cassia: which student?

shady guy: lorenz hellman gloucester

cassia:

cassia: *turns around and walks away*

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cassia: did it hurt?

jeritza: *rolls eyes* let me guess, when i fell from heaven?

cassia: no

jeritza: what?

cassia, grinning: did it hurt when you fell for me?

jeritza: ...

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marianne: does this make me a bad person?

cassia: marianne, there is not a force in history that could make you a bad person...

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cassia: you and me? we both want the same thing.

cassia: but we’re gonna have to work... near each other.

seteth: you mean together, cassia?

cassia, turning around angrily: did you hear me say together??

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cassia: annette’s at that very special age where she has only one thing on her mind.

manuela: boys?

cassia: murder.

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cassia: *hugs dimitri*

dimitri: what's this? what's happening?

cassia: it's going to be alright.

dimitri: why are you squeezing me with your body?

cassia: it's a hug, dimitri. i'm hugging you.

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cassia: claude, can we talk, one ten to another?

claude: i’m an eleven, teacher, but continue.

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mercedes: oh fiddlesticks.

cassia: look, i understand this is a tense situation but let's watch the fucking language.

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linhardt: i’m busy.

cassia: do you think drinking 36 glasses of wine consecutively would make my battle senses and crest powers even more heightened or would I just die?

linhardt:

linhardt: i’m on my way.

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cassia: we’re engaged

jeritza: IN COMBAT

jeritza: *pulls out his sword*

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manuela: why does everybody always assume I'm having a stroke?

cassia: age.

dorothea: diet.

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leonie: i sort of did something and i need your advice. but i don’t want a lot of judgment and criticism.

cassia: ... and you came to me?

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cassia: what do we say when life disappoints us?

dimitri: called it.

cassia: NO--

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cassia: *sees someone do something stupid*

cassia: what an idiot.

cassia: *realizes it’s sylvain*

cassia: oh, that’s my idiot.

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cassia: ferdinand, we tried things your way.

ferdinand: no, we didn't.

cassia: i did it in my head and it didn't work.

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manuela: between claude, ignatz, lorenz, and raphael - if you had to - who would you punch?

cassia: no one! they are my golden deer! my students! i wouldn't punch any of them.

manuela: lorenz?

cassia: ... yeah.

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cassia: you need them to think that you are stronger than you actually are.

ashe: that’s what you do, right?

cassia: oh, no. my power is no illusion. i can fucking demolish you.

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cassia: before i do anything, i ask myself, would rhea do that? and if the answer is yes, i do not do that thing.

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flayn: do you really think we should stay outside or do you just not want to deal with this right now?

cassia: two things can be true...

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cassia: name a way to be nice to others.

dimitri: don't kill them.

cassia:

cassia: setting the bar a little low, dima, but I'll allow it.

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cassia: remember that time you made me lick the swing set?

dorothea: no, i said "cassia don't lick the swing set!" then you said "don't tell me what to do!" and then you licked the swing set.

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cassia: what are the signs of depression?

byleth: why are you asking?

cassia: manuela was doing laundry earlier and she dropped a sock and i heard her say “why has the goddess forsaken me?”

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cassia: i just realized. i had a terrible childhood.

manuela: yeah, i know.

cassia: what do you mean, “you know”?

manuela: look at the way you stand... people who had good childhoods don’t stand like that.

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cassia: you have to learn to love yourself.

marianne: but don’t you hate yourself?

cassia: yes, but this is about you, stay focused.

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hilda (with lysithea probably): REMEMBER THE PACTS FORGED BETWEEN OUR PEOPLES LONG AGO.

cassia: stop it, it's 4 in the morning.

hilda: YOU PLEDGED ETERNAL SERVITUDE.

cassia: i did not.

hilda: IN EXCHANGE WE WOULD COME TO YOUR AID IN YOUR HOUR OF NEED.

cassia: i'm not feeding you.

hilda: REMEMBER THE PACTS.

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annette: hey, can you do me a favor?

cassia: i’d kill for you, but go on.

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in the garden

mercedes: annette, can you grab that hoe?

annette: *grabs cassia’s arm*

mercedes: wait, that's not what I meant...

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flayn: hey cassia, can i go get some candy?

cassia: what did seteth say?

flayn: no.

cassia: then why do you think i’ll let you?

flayn: because seteth’s not the boss of you.

cassia, internally: it’s a trap it’s a trap it’s a trap

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dorothea: if I die, my ghost is gonna haunt you!

cassia: then your ghost is going to see some disgusting stuff.

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hubert’s support in a nutshell

hubert, in the margins of his notebook: mywife is soft nd ilikeher

hubert: my wiwwwfie wife is visiting a noble family with the empress and i miss her

hubert: MY EWFIE IS HOME MY WIFE

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felix: see? this is my “i don’t care” face.

cassia: that’s your normal face.

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cassia: of course, i care about everyone in this house equally!

claude: we were attacked while you were away.

cassia: is marianne okay???

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cassia: if edelgard jumped off a cliff, would you?

hubert: *stares into the distance with a blank expression*

cassia: hubert!

hubert: well- er- i mean, it depends.

cassia: DON’T JUMP OFF A CLIFF!

hubert: well, i wasn’t planning on it.

cassia: but if edelgard did, you would!?

hubert: *stares into the distance yet again*

cassia: HUBERT!

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lysithea: if i run and leap at cassia, she will almost certainly catch me in her arms.

lysithea: COMING IN! *runs at cassia*

cassia: NO! I’M HOLDING COFFEE!

cassia: *drops the cup and catches her*

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leonie: why are you helping me so much?

cassia: because my life is a mess right now and i compulsively take care of other people when i don’t know how to take care of myself.

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hubert’s support, post time-skip

dorothea, barging into the library: you two ARE having sex!

hubert: really? cassia, why didn’t you tell me? i would’ve put my book down.

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cassia: we have fun, don’t we?

ashe: i have never been more stressed out in my entire life.

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cassia: why are we laying on the ground?

sylvain: you got knocked down so i laid next to you so everyone would just think we were chillin’.

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petra: i did something terrible.

cassia: it’s okay, i have a shovel.

petra: wait, what do you think i did?

cassia: it doesn’t matter, no one will ever know.

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seteth: time for bed.

flayn: cassia says that I can stay up as long as I want, and YOU need to die.

seteth:

seteth: what the heck, cassia-

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ingrid: i think rhea is in trouble!

cassia: alright... struggling to give a fuck, if i’m honest.

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marianne: i made a friendship bracelet for you!

cassia: i’m not really a jewelry person.

marianne: oh, you don’t have to wear it.

cassia: no, back off, i’m gonna wear it forever.

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manuela: i’m playing a new drinking game. it’s called “Every time i’m depressed, i take a drink.”

dorothea: that game exists. that’s called alcoholism.

manuela and cassia: *take a swig simultaneously*

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during hubert’s support

cassia: i love you. you’re the best thing that ever happened to me.

hubert: i’m the best thing that’s ever happened to you?

cassia: yes.

hubert: … now i’m starting to feel a little sorry for you.

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cassia: alright, listen up you little shits.

cassia: not you, bernadetta. you’re an angel and we’re thrilled you’re here.

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cassia: do you ever wanna talk about your emotions, felix?

felix: no.

sylvain: i do!

cassia: we know, sylvain.

sylvain: i’m sad...

cassia: we know, sylvain.

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cassia: since when is babysitting them my—

cassia: oh, my god, that’s exactly my job.

#i'm trying to pinpoint her personality and i finally think i've got it #so like... just a completely self indulgent long list of convos that never took place #obv these are from various different tv shows/movies/books/etc #also if anyone already used these in a similar manner - sorry also we've ascended #for everyone who knows anything about the game - i have like 10 s support routes prepared for her akljdkksj because no control thot life #THIS IS A WIP and i'll add more of these from time to time~#oc: cassia montal

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