so it's like this.
you're young and you're scared and you're trapped in the feywild (happens to the best of us) with the love of your life. You're a half-elf and she's a fullblooded elf but you don't think about it very much because you're barely surviving day to day. And you get offered a deal to get yourself home again, and you take it. And the price of your freedom is that you leave her still trapped there, alone.
And then five years pass. And you age a century in that time, and you grow, and you change, and you find her again, and you're still in love, and you meet people, and you lose people, and you love them too, and you learn, and you start wanting a future again, and caring again, taking care of yourself, taking care of other people--
and after all of that, at the end of things, you find out the man responsible for all of the misery in your short, sad life has cast a spell which gives him complete control and ownership of you- mind, body, and soul (again. this happens to the best of us). And you are given the choice to stay under his thrall, and live a thousand years-- or to age and die, like humans do, and to be free of him.
And the love of your life is there, and you're married now, and she's still a full blooded elf, and you're still a half-elf, and you think about what that means a lot more than you used to.
And still, after everything you've learned-- you choose your freedom. You choose leaving her behind.
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oh yea hey girlie yes this is about the tests
*acnh noises*
yea yea we got the results back
*more acnh noises*
well it's what we suspected, you have a pronoun deficiency...
*shocked gasp*
fortunately it's not terminal it can be cured using additional pronouns
*ac noises begin, but get cut off*
unfortunately there is a very VERY long waitlist... yea about three years...
*however you'd imagine tom nook would sound once he realises you'll never pay off your final loan*
no no I cannot move you up the list im giving you our soonest available appointment... no I understand it's annoying but there's no need to shout
ok look. As a medical professional I must strongly advise against it... however there is someone you could go to who could up with a new pronoun for you... for a price. But you didn't hear it from me.
You must first rescue him from the prison of the food shop, go face to face with a guard and bribe him the sum of money they require to allow him is freedom this will not only free him but also act as the fee for his sagely wisdom. You must then venture to the location your new pronoun is to be assigned. He will give you instructions on how to prepare the ritual, follow them. Once the instructions have been followed you must blindly plunge your spoon into the alphabet pasta of knowledge. The word made by the letters on your spoon are your cure, your brand new pronoun.
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its still so fucking funny to me that apparently none of my followers are into bsd
like genuinely any other fandom gets at least one note but bsd? absolutely nothing ever
considering how bsd is one of the things that I am so so so deeply and wholly obsessed with its genuinely hilarious. like it changed me as a person.
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