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[stealthatsweater]

[bitchy-peachy]

Anti: I love the Greek mythology of Hades and Persephone.

Me: you know they're uncle and niece, right? ☺️ I ship it too, don't worry. Best couple. Congrats on coming out as pro ship.

Anti:

[ilynpilled]

hi guys i was in an accident and had to be in the hospital for a while but im home now

[smokbeast]

Craig gimmicks

craig tends to be like a cat in nature, his mood goes up and down, and his desire of touch only occurs when HE wants it rather than others (tho he’ll try to compensate for his partners sometimes) Getting spooked if he is suddenly touched or gripped without him knowing it will happen, getting scared and teleporting away or squirming like a feral gecko (flailing) he also prefers floating than walking around,, or wall and ceiling crawling, the feeling of gravity pisses him off a bit sometimes JRKFMFM

[eggbagelz]

quiet appreciation

[buglaur]

roxy’s moved out to evergreen harbour!

[rosecandyart]

I never posted my reaction to Summerfest on here, soooo

God, this design grew on me. The blond and pink tentacles are gorgeous, and I love the lime headpiece. Lemon-lime soda is my favorite drink, so this Shiver was made for me. Ultimately, my least favorite special Shiver design, but it says something since she's still absolutely gorgeous. (I love the other two as well).

This design also grew on me! I love the fresh and vibrant vibes it has! Callie looks absolutely gorgeous, though it took me a while to get used to her chopped "hair." Marie is also pretty, though I'm not crazy for her like everyone else.

PEARL WEARING A TRUCKER HAT PEARL WEARING A TRUCKER HAT PEARL WEARING A TRUCKER HAT PEARL WEARING A TRUCKER HAT PEARL WEARING A TRUCKER HAT PEARL WEARING A TRUCKER HAT MARINA WITH GLITTERY TENTACLES PEARL WEARING A TRUCKER HAT PEARL WEARING A TRUCKER HAT

That is all.

[softquietsteadylove]

Another drama for the runaway bride? Maybe Eros really comes over and tries to get Thena back? And it comes to the point where Gil has to intervene 😃

Gil cracked the reins on the horse again, forcing the poor creature onward. But he knew where he needed to go, and he needed to get there before Eros did. "Come on!"

The horse voiced its concern but sped through the trees and towards the higher roads. He was heading in almost the opposite direction really. But the road for horses spiralled down the mountain. He needed to get to the steepest part, where he could cut him off.

He had Thena.

Gil had been out on his usual day. He was meeting his quotas. He had actually been staying out a little longer than necessary. Everyday, after he had fulfilled the work he needed to do for payment, he would find some good trees and work on getting boards and beams from them.

He wanted to expand the cabin. He wanted it to feel like a home for Thena as much as him. And while she was quite at home, he wanted to make more of a house than his open bodied bachelor hut. He would add onto the cabin's end and make a real, proper bedchamber for them. Maybe he could even add a bath room, if the winter was late this year.

He was just heading home when he heard it--the sound of hooves. He had taken off in a sprint towards home. He didn't hear the loud rattling of a carriage on the road, and there wasn't a whole infantry this time either. But the running of a horse was unmistakable.

When he did get home, he had found the door open, Thena's berry basket on the porch and its contents spilled everywhere, as if she had been dragged away by the ankles. The tracks of the horse were fresh. He knew what he had to do. Her captor being on horse was a good thing. No one could navigate the woods well enough to run a creature through it. He had moved around the side of the house. The guard sent with the prince - and to apprehend Gil, no doubt - was waiting in the garden for him.

Gil didn't like violence. He was a peaceful man. But he picked up the shovel and struck the man with such force that the metal against his helmet sounded like canon fire. The man went down and Gil had taken his horse without a second thought.

He was no rider, but he knew what he had to do.

Now, he was barrelling towards a cliffside, waiting for their paths to align. He had to time it right. And he couldn't risk Thena getting seriously hurt in the process. His timing had to be perfect.

As he began to see the road laid out below, curving along with the shape of the mountain, he heard it. He craned his head backwards. A horse was speeding down the road, right in the middle of it. The prince was riding with one hand on his reins and another over his shoulder.

Thena was slung over it, bound like a wild boar he had captured (disgraceful treatment of a lady).

Either he couldn't hear her over the two horses unknowingly racing each other, or she was gagged as well as bound. For a prince, he had truly treated Thena the way a barbarian would.

Gil pulled back on his reins, only slightly. He had to get this right. He patted the horse's neck, muttering his apologies to it. Poor thing didn't deserve what was about to happen. But it was for a good cause.

Eros rounded the bend swiftly, Thena in hand. Of course, with such a sharp curve, and at the speed he was travelling, he had to take it as widely as possible. Gil watched until he was at the thinnest part of the road, closest to the edge.

He cracked the reins.

The horse brayed, screaming as it leapt over the edge of the elevation and plummeted over the edge, legs flailing. Gil reached out, plowing into the prince from behind and wrapping his arms around Thena. It was chaos, everything hurt and his eyes were barely open. But he wrapped his arms around her and kept rolling.

The two horses lay in the road, crying out in distress and probably pain. Gil dragged him and Thena both off the edge and below the road. Somehow, they managed to slither into the trunk of a tree. It was a very familiar tree, with a base large and hollow enough for someone to use as shelter. It was tight with both of them.

"Thena?!"

Gil held her head against his shoulder as Eros wailed for her. He had thought the prince a spoiled and perhaps delicate creature. But listening to him bellow her name with rage in his bones, perhaps he was a man of drive after all.

"Thena!!!"

Gil worked on the rope around Thena's wrists. He would let Eros tire himself out up there. If he didn't fully know what happened, all the better. He could scream his head right off his shoulders. He pulled the cloth from within her mouth like a horse's bridle. He whispered, "Thena?"

She winced, but her sparkling green eyes opened. Her mouth opened but he pressed it against his chest again.

"I know you're there, lumberjack!"

Thena's newly unbound hands clutched at him. He held her tightly. They could keep running as long as they needed, as far as he was concerned. He would sooner burn down the cabin - his life's work - and start anew somewhere than hand Thena over to that cretin.

"Your highness!"

It was harder to hear as the new voice joined them. The two men spoke amongst themselves, the guard no doubt explaining how he had been assailed and woken up to his horse missing. Eros knew he had something to do with it, but there was no substantial evidence that he had. Right now, it just seemed that a horse had gotten spooked and run right over the edge in its panic.

"Another day, Thena dear!" Eros promised in a menacing tone (at least Gil found it very menacing). He was hovering close to the edge, looking into the woods below for evidence of his escaped prey.

"Your highness, what of the horse?"

There was a long pause, and then Eros was yelling again. "Put it down! And next time you see the lumberjack, do exactly the same!"

Thena clutched at him again but he rubbed her back. He was quite sure Eros didn't have that kind of mettle to him. Even if he did, that would have to be addressed at a later date. He held her still, waiting until there no sounds of distressed horses, or the clatter of armour and swords. He waited much longer than that.

Eventually he shifted. His legs were all pins and needles. Even if they had laid a trap for them, he doubted they were going to wait all night. He shifted Thena in his arms, pressing his finger to her lips. Even if they were waiting, they couldn't know she was with him.

Gil crawled out of the tree, looking around furtively as a fawn with every movement. He peeked up the hill, trying to determine if their hunters were lying in wait. He crawled on his belly, through the pine needles and twigs. He made it to the road's edge.

The horse was gone. Perhaps Eros was more bluster than substance after all. Gil had to admit he hoped the horse would not be put down for what he had demanded of it. He slid back down to their tree shelter.

Thena looked at him, tears in her eyes.

He just nodded, holding out his hand for her. It was a long walk if they took the roads. Her feet were bare, proving that they had broken into the cabin and snatched her away.

She crawled out to join him, collapsing into his chest. He rubbed her back, letting her sob into his shirt. What a fright for his runaway bride to have. And he had failed to protect her, yet again.

They made it back to the road, at least. He looked at Thena, who seemed completely in a daze. Her feet were covered in mud from the road, probably scratched and wounded all over again. He would prepare one of her favourite foot baths when they got home.

Would it still feel like home to her? After having been taken from its very steps?

Gil moved deftly, sweeping her up into his arms so she wouldn't have to walk a single more step. She didn't say anything as he looped her arm around the back of his neck. He didn't say anything either, although he looked at her as her fingers touched his cheek.

"Are you hurt?"

He smiled faintly. Her voice was steady, if a little raw. "No, I'm not hurt. Are you?"

She shook her head, looking at him like she had never seen him before he had fallen from the sky. "I tried to call for you, but he put that cloth in my mouth. I scratched him."

Gil examined the mix of blood an dirt under her delicate fingernails. He chuckled, pressing a kiss to her temple, "that's my girl."

She let out something resembling a laugh as well, resting her head more comfortably on his shoulder. "What will we do, Gil? Will they keep coming after us?"

"I don't know, sweetheart." It was a pitiful offering. But it was his most honest one.

"I don't want to leave our home."

"I know." He didn't particularly want to either. But perhaps that would be best for his runaway bride.

"I'm surprised claiming we were married had no effect. I thought surely if Eros thought you'd already had me that he would no longer have any interest."

Gil blushed. He would also assume something like that, honestly. But clearly Eros either didn't believe her or didn't care even if it was true. But surely if they were married, there was nothing he nor her father could do.

They had to find a way to wed.

[samarecharm]

Would love to explore some more shu/ake dynamics bc theyre both so interesting to me. Interesting as in they would not be in a traditional relationship; theyd be so incredibly dysfunctional it would genuinely get either of them killed if they were to attempt something prior to the end of base game. Goro is angry and volatile and full of self righteousness, but he is incredibly depressed and miserable and full of self loathing. Hes someone who has been alone for most of his life, and has an incredibly complex relationship with his public facing persona and his goals; he is not ready for someone who will make him challenge his worldview at every chance they can. He refuses to be patronized but he needs someone who will be gentle and understanding. And hell never get that in a normal way bc he views someone being gentle with him as patronizing 😭

So he needs someone who will actively call him out on his bullshit, on his self loathing, and his attitude. But he also needs someone who will be patient with him and remind him that he IS worth something, that hes NOT a failure (hello??? ‘Im…special?’’youre more than special dude’ it was so easy for the thieves to get to him by just validating the work he did, and the trouble hes caused them lol). Akira CAN do this, but i think, w the way ive characterized him, he is just as angry and volatile as Goro, and he wouldnt know how to diffuse their arguments in a productive way. It would be catastrophic as Akira tries to show that he fucking CARES, and goes blind w rage as Goro consistently taunts and defies him and ignores his logic. And Goro would spiral trying to rationalize Akiras behavior as anything other than Good; the assumption that he must be lying and trying to manipulate him would eat at him until hes forced to storm out.

Anyway. All of this to say that shu/ake TO ME is “akira and ryuji are dating, and sometimes goro is there in the background looking like this 👇🏾”

[shorlinesorrows]

I watched inside out 2 with friends the other day and had fun doing it, but the personification of anxiety did worry me a bit

because, like I saw years ago with Virgil in sanders sides, the second someone personifies anxiety, you get people saying “getting medicated will kill the sweet little person in your head” and I cannot describe HOW DANGEROUS THAT THINKING IS

anxiety meds quite literally have improved the quality of all areas of my life. I’m able to do so many things now that I couldn’t before without a lot of stress and exhaustion!!

I’m healthier and happier. And while my anxiety hasn’t gone away, it’s *manageable* now. I can cope when I do have bouts of heavy anxiety, and I’m not getting full blown anxiety attacks and adrenaline spikes constantly.

saying that getting medicated will hurt or kill a personified emotion in your head is a dangerous thing to say, because people will believe it. Especially young people.

while not everyone will benefit from medication, it’s important to keep that doorway open for the people that might! Please do not use something fictional to scare people away from something that might help them.

[penisbilt]

the bittersweet but absolute flood of relief that comes from admitting defeat at living independently, to have to move back in with parents. we tried! we gave it our best shot for almost 3 years! but living like this (being on our own) is just not possible for us at this time of our lives. we've finally proved it to ourselves that we can't do it. it'll be okay to let ourselves rest now

[immortalsins]

not to keep muaythaiblogging but im so proud of myself i could cry

[satoruxx]

was taking my proctored exam and a giant ass bug scurried by my feet. i did in fact attempt smashing it with a shoe even tho i was on camera… and then submitted the exam early bc i could not focus and genuinely was fearing for my life..

[famewolf]

crunch wrap supreme break! i wish i could get high and play because my ocd has been running wild and it's one of the only ways to get it to calm down ... but that would mean that I would have very foggy memories of what I did in the game and I don't want that

[vulpixelates]

i hate how much any reminder that my mother exists fucks me up aoeijfoaijwfojiaw

we haven't spoken in years now but she still keeps trying to find ways to contact me. she finally learned she has to stop going through my dad bc i told him i didn't want to hear anything about her so this time she sent a fucking letter. and started it w like "i didn't know how else to contact you" as if that wasn't the fucking point, and then started rambling about her new cats as if a) the last time we talked on the phone hadn't been a fight about her abandoning her old cats and b) one of the last times we talked in person hadn't been her telling me that MY cat was ugly.

like bitch, i don't care that you have new cats. i don't want to hear anything about you. the only thing this made me want to do is go steal them bc they deserve better than being taken care of by someone who is a borderline neglectful cat owner, especially now that the cat i BEGGED her to keep inside as per her adoption agreement has died bc she was outside during a fucking tropical depression like 😭 what do you fucking MEAN. she has these fucking designer cats that are probably from a breeder and she's probably letting them outside like an insane person

ig i shouldn't be surprised that the woman i cut out of my life for never respecting a boundary in my entire life is still not respecting boundaries but god it's so infuriating aefoijaowi she just refuses to let me be fucking rid of her

at this point i'm tempted to send her a letter back just to tell her to fuck off but that's giving her what she wants: attention, which i am never giving to her. i had once thought that maybe i'd let her back in my life if she told me she'd stopped drinking but i don't think i even want that anymore. my life is so much better without her. she makes everything fucking worse, no matter how much my brain tries to convince me that she's my mom and should be looking out for me. she's not my fucking mother anymore. she barely ever was.

[fluffs-n-stuffs]

this goes out to my fellow girlies who missed out on enjoying the spooky season to the fullest because of work responsibilities (it's me I'm the girlie) 🚶‍♀️🚶‍♀️🚶‍♀️

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