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Stuck
The smile you put on my face is stuck like glue, the same way I’m stuck to you
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Sleepless Prince
He had no kingdom, no throne, a house but no he was born into poverty, and yet he tried to help others before himself. He never slept so he often took over the graveyard shifts for his friends. But there was one, who was born into royalty, set for the throne, and lived in a massive castle. But her curse was the opposite of his. While he could never sleep, never dream, she was passed the fuck out in some tower. When she woke he could sleep. So he needed to find her and wake her up so he could take that nap he’s been wanting.
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A friend said I’m missing something kinda important, but I don’t know what. Am I being fucked with?
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Idk just kinda thought this (−_−;)
Time is such a fickle thing
With the urgency to life that it brings
Makes good times seem short, and bad ones seem long
Only after these times do we realize we had it wrong.
For good times stay, as cherished memories, twice as long
Than any bad one, here still, but not, for long.
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Thank you. You really helped me when you said that. It means a lot to me.
There’s a warrior in all of us, rarely seen, but if you look hard enough, you might just see it, shining under the skin of the lanky boy with glasses, burning like the fury of a thousand suns, shimmering behind the eyes of the firey girl with all the elegance of the rising moon on a pristine night, or dancing with the music of the lone musician, bearing their soul in a somber tune to anyone fortunate enough to hear.
Yes, there is a warrior in everyone. Do you see theirs? Do you feel yours? It’s there, giving you the strength you need to get through all of your trials. Indulge your warrior every now and then. Give it the fuel for the fire that burns in your chest, and know you have the power to change the world.
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It's around 2 a.m. when my arms start to feel empty and my body hollow. I think I need more pillows.
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Part Two, For You, My Friend
It had taken some time, almost a whole month, for the servant girl to appear in the marketplace once again. I had only learned of this from the fruit vendor I had made the deal for her name with, and since he had gotten both her masters name and hers, he was paid quite handsomely. It made me happy to know he was going to put the money to good use, as he was excitedly mumbling about getting something nice for his daughters as he hurried out from behind his stall.
“Now if only I could find here here today” I thought to myself as I weaved through the seemingly random layout of merchants and their wares. “Hopefully I won’t scare her off next we meet, as I would rather like to speak with her” I chuckled as I saw a weathered woman with dark skin weigh a light blue fruit in her hands, as Lushasta fruits’ weight was not a good indicator of ripeness, the color was. “Excuse me my lady, but do you know the most accurate way of finding the ripeness of this fruit? It’s actually the color! The clearer the blue, the readier the fruit!” I happily said to the woman, who seemed surprised by my sudden appearance. “I had no idea! I’m just a errand runner for my lord, you see, and I know very little of such fanciful objects, only their name and I must collect them or I shall suffer lashings!” She must have seen me falter at those words, since she followed her statement with another: “ surely you would punish your servants if they failed their task, my lord? It’s certainly something that my lord seems to think works”
“I would never punish my staff with such a harsh and brutal punishment! At the very most I would doc their pay for the task, but even that I rarely do! Mistakes happen and it’s not the end of it all if my runner forgets to get the Fastis root for dinner! I can always use something else after all!”
“You cook, my lord?” “Of course! It’s a good way for me to show appreciation for my staff” I enjoyed cooking, and it was nice to give the chefs a nice meal, which was what I did every Sunday night, whilst preparing supper for the rest of my staff. I hated calling them “servants”. They were people too, after all.
“That’s unheard of! Why would someone of noble birth ever sully their hands for a lowly servant?!” “Because we are all human, and birth is just that. Birth. I have no more value than you, or the next man we meet. I’m fact, I think I would rather like to meet your master, since I think I should attempt to persuade him on the ill effects of beatings.” “Surely you can meet him! I’ll just finish gathering the items on my list and I’ll lead you to the manor!” As I followed the woman around the market, I took note of those who were kind to her and those who weren’t. I would come back to them later. I also took the liberty to pluck a single apple from her basket, to see if my theory was correct. Placing the apple in my coat pocket, I asked the woman if she had gathered all she had came for. “I did indeed! Master would be furious if I forgot anything again. He said the lashes would be twice as horrible if I ever forgot anything again” “I’m sure that even if you did forget something today, you would not be punished in the slightest” “Oh? How could you be certain my lord? Or master is a very strict one” “you’ll see, Miss, I promise things will get better.”
As we walked, I thought about the outcome of the meeting I would soon have with her master “ pardon me for asking, but I don’t think I’ve yet to catch your masters name? What is it?” “Oh! My deepest apologies for not telling you sooner! He is the Duke of Restania, Sir Tyllom the fourth!” I stopped, eyes wide and staring at the tanned woman, who’s concerned eyes met mine “is something wrong, my lord? Are you unwell?” “It’s nothing madam, I have just heard that name earlier in the day in my search for a certain young woman. Does the Duke lash all of her servants?” “Indeed he does, my lord. Ten times when he first gets us, to “break us in” as he puts it, and then whenever we fail our duties or whenever he feels the need.” A hard, crystalline chunk of rage started to form in my chest, heated my the roaring furnace of my heart. Yes, I knew exactly what I would do to the Duke of Restania, and how I would do it. “Let’s hasten our pace then, I would like to reach this Duke by sundown. The show you’ll see would not look as pleasant by lamplight, you see” “what show, my lord? Is everything alright?” “Yes ma’am, you needn’t worry yourself further. Everything will be just fine.”
When we finally arrived at the Dukes’ manor, I could tell he took great pride in his appearance, as the house and surrounding gardens were immaculate. “Do you and the others maintain this property?” I asked the woman “yes, my lord. Every day we work” “I see. Well, let’s not tarry any longer, let’s go meet your master”
We went into the main hall, where the Duke was waiting in a fine armchair made of a dark wood lined with a fine fabric “Tabitha! Who is this man you have brought back with you? I ordered you to return with produce, not show cocks!” The insult stung, but not as much as what I was about to do to this man “My lord,” I said to the pompous prick, “I am but a humble noble who would like to buy a few of your hardest working servants” “oh? A plain young lord wants MY slaves?! Ha! I would whip you if you weren’t of noble blood! Tabitha bring me the basket! I will check to see how many lashings you will receive tonight!” The woman hurriedly brought him the large wicker basket filled with fruits and vegetables, and then hurried back to my side, as I must’ve seemed safe. “My lord,” I said again, louder this time “I don’t think you understood me. I’m going to buy your servants, our you’re going to give them to me. I will not take no for an answer, and I just do happen to have the paper right here for you.” As I walked up to the sitting Duke, he looked up and scowled. “We can talk your nonsense after I beat my slave. “TABITHA! You’re missing an apple! Bring me my whip! NOW!” The servant, Tabitha, darted out of the room, and returned momentarily with a heavy leather cord, braided from hilt to tip. “Tabitha,” I said calmly, “hand me the whip, please.” “Don’t you dare, wench, or I’ll peel the skin off your back!” The frightened woman nervously looked between me and her master, and I smiled encouragingly. “Don’t worry, it’ll be ok. Hand me the whip, ma’am.” She gingerly reached out her hand with the whip, thin arm straining to hold the heavy leather braid. When I took hold of it, she snapped her arm back and immediately cowered I’m a ball at me feet. “TABITHA, ILL HAVE YOUR HIDE FOR THAT!! If you would sir, please hand me the whip, and I will punish her however you see fit.” “Stand up, lass, I won’t hurt you.” I say to the frightened woman. “You’re safe now. It’s time. Go and gather the servants in the courtyard. Mr. Duke here has some paperwork to do. Sir Tyllom, show me to your courtyard. Now.” The maid hurried to gather the rest of the staff, and I followed the duke to his courtyard, where I was pleased to find a set of stocks waiting. “So Sir Tyllom. Do you feel like selling your staff to me now? I wold certainly appreciate it if you did.” “I won’t sell you anything you cocky son of a nobody. Do what you want to my slaves and I still won’t sell them.” “Oh, I’m not doing anything to the slaves, sir. I’m going to be lashing you.” I chuckled as his eyes widened in fear “you wouldn’t dare!” “I do indeed. Want to sell now?” Pride won out again as he rudely declined my generous offer.
As his servants started to gather in the courtyard, I scanned the growing crowd in hopes of spotting my true goal, the servant I had startled at the market nearly a month ago. I didn’t see her, but I still wanted to put the Duke in his place. “Give me your servants,and your punishment will be brief.”
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100 Dialogue Prompts: Part 5
Great team work, amigos. Here’s is part 5!
“Why is there a naked Ken Barbie doll tied up in your room?” “Goddammit, ____! I told you not to go in there!”
“No Candice, I am NOT selling you my soul again.”
“why is the fairy holding a gun.”
“Jesus Christ on a boat made of crackers, what are you doing outside of the pod ship again?”
“WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT” “He said I couldn’t… and I thought it was a challenge…”
“How the fuck did you dye the ocean ORANGE?!”
“Why are the roses green?”
“Great, you made death angry.”
”この___だ!”
“That better be a press on tattoo.”
“If you only listened to the nature, you could learn more than humans ever passed to us.”
“So, we’re dead?” “Well, kind of… yeah.”
“Remind me again why you have a centaur tied up in your truck?”
“Can you stop staring into my soul every time we meet? I feel exposed.”
“You do realize that he wasn’t breathing when he spoke to us, right?”
“I liked you better when you where possessed by that demon friend of yours”
“You’re absolutely in love with him and have been for at least 2 years if you don’t go tell him how you feel I swear to god I will”
“There are worse things in life than death.” “Nobody asked you,Lucifer.” “Just saying.”
“Well, it’s wonderful that you’re having a sexuality crisis, but in case you forgot, we’re kind of in the middle of STOPPING THE END OF THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT!”
“Why is there a horse crashing on our couch?” “Oh, that’s Satan.”
“Why would I hang out with you? You’re so incompetent! Your sacrifice to the faeries was so insufficient!”
“Where the hell did the dragon go?! He was right here!”
“Ok, the recipie calls for two cups of lemon and a cup of sugar, but all I see are cough syrup and battery acid…”
“What do you mean today’s not a Tuesday?!”
“So everyone on Earth had the same dream as me?”
“you know what will solve that? Scotch.”
“I didn’t ask for this!” “… you didn’t?”
“How is it that the least likely outcome is always the outcome I receive?!” “You should go buy a lottery ticket.”
“Guys, i know you’re all busy, but if any of you wants the dinner done, i will need my arm back”
“Of COURSE I care about you. That’s why I sold your soul on the black market.”
“JOHN I AM BEGINNING TO QUESTION THE VALIDITY OF YOUR PLAN” “AS AM I ALEX, AS AM I”
“What?”
“I will take the concept of my rage, transform it into a physical weapon, and use it to BEAT YOU TO DEATH!”
“Did you really HAD to slap the shark?!” “I mean… If you want me to kick it-”
“I don’t care, your tamagotchi dying is not an excuse to wake me up before noon!”
“You are telling me that the socks with hearts that I’ve been mocking since the first day you arrived are, in fact, what keep you alive?” “Yes!” “What?”
“So you really want me to believe that you’re actually from the future?”
“Dude. What have you done. Now we HAVE TO save those aliens!”
“Can you just stop?” “God no, why would I do that?”
“Hey at least I get laid doing it”
“While that’s a lovely story, it doesn’t quite explain the fires.”
“Dude, please tell me that you planned to deal with her guardian angel when you killed her.”
“That’s such a stupid idea… let’s do it.”
“What do you MEAN this just HAPPENS?!” “All the time, actually.”
“I swear, one day you’ll kill us both.” “Oh please, I’ve never been that reckless.” “…” “That was ONE TIME!”
“Why did you buy a nuke?!” “Why wouldn’t I? It was on sale”
“I am fueled purely by rage and instant coffee.”
“How are you a million years old, bit you can’t even remember who George Washington is?”
“Because I gave not, a single shit.”
“Is that a marijuana? In my good Christian suburbs?!”
“WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT KILLING PEOPLE?? YOU NEVER USE THE DRAGON, YOU IDIOT”
“I don’t care if he’s a unicorn, NO ONE EATS MY MINI EGGS!”
“Jesus Christ Lewis! *Again* with the Snails?” “It’s Thursday! You said Thursday’s were okay!”
“Here’s a story for you. I woke up in Vegas as a makeup guru. I was REALLY drunk.”
“If all your friends jumped off a cliff would you…WAIT, NO IT WAS A JOKE, STOP!”
“You’re kinda like hitchhiking Ghost Busters, aren’t you?”
“For gods sake, ditch the fanny pack”
“Take the tomato!” “No, I don’t want the tomato” “JUST TAKE THE TOMATO”
“‘That’s no moon!’ Everyone remembered Jimmy’s words that night as he scolded his friends for half-heartedly pulling their pants down.”
“WHY IS THERE A BEAR IN MY BATHROOM”
“Can you believe it?” “Just barely.” "Man, I never thought he would ACTUALLY throw the chair.“
“What did you THINK girl scout cookies were made of?”
“Really? That’s not what I heard from Mrs. Sanchez across the hall!” “Mom she’s literally a possessed cow, why do you listen to her?”
“You got the rubber chicken, cheese whiz, and dish soap?” “Yep” “Ok, let’s do this!”
“Are you building a life-sized Godzilla at 3am again?”
“Don’t get pissy at me, YOU’RE the one who didn’t say what kind of tea bags to get for the clown!”
"So YOU’RE the guy the math textbooks warned us about.”
“Where’s our cat?” “I thought you were responsible for it?..”
“What do you mean I’m half demon”
“why are you duct taping a cat to the ceiling?” “aesthetic.”
“Hope is a lie. So is philosophy, morality, language in general, the sky, dogs, and about a third of the population of Michigan.”
“So let me get this straight. You filled a Darth Vader costume… With cats?”
“How did I die this time?” “Well, it was pretty quick. I missed it, but from what I can tell, you convinced an entire school of 4000 people to throw watermelons at you all at the same time.” “…And?” “The impact of the watermelons threw you back a couple hundred kilometers and you landed in the ocean…inside the mouth of a particularly hungry shark.” “Goddamn it I wanted this death to be metal!”
“Yesterday I learned that my childhood friend was a demon.”
“Please tell me you said ‘What bothers me most.’ "Yes? What the hell did you think I said?” Well….it kinda sounded like “His father’s meatloaf.’
"Goddammit, why won’t you die?!” "I DON’T FUCKING KNOW! “
"I’d appreciate it if you fucking stopped, thanks.”
“What the hell is this?” “It’s jello, you eat it”
"You didn’t” “I did and I made them watch”
"Why in the hell did you think this was a good idea?” “Look, YOU try saying 'No’ to not just a primordial deity, but my little sister as well.” “…Ok, you got me there.”
“How do you know that it’s supposed to look like this?”
“Are you making *tea*?!” “Well what else am I supposed to do?” “I don’t know maybe STOP THE MONSTER THATS RIGHT IN FRONT OF US!!”
“Why are you in a dress?” “Lucifer wanted to have a tea party. You don’t say no to Lucifer”
“So you’re telling me that aliens invaded while I was on vacation?”
“I appreciate the gesture but I prefer my horses fried rather than alive.”
*whining* “But Mooommm, I don’t want to save the woooorrld!”
“Now I know not to cry there”
“What if we DIDNT kill the king every Thursday” “Good idea we’ll kill him on Fridays instead.”
“So you’re a zombie now?” “I guess I am” “So what are you gonna do about it?” “*shrug* I don’t know….”
“I guess you weren’t joking when you said that the world is ruled by ants”
“When I die, tell everyone 'I told you so.’”
“You’re not real… You’re only in those silly books!” “Correction, my dear, you’re the fictional one.”
“There was no 'free pie’ you moron! You stole it!”
“Okay, I have good news and bad news. The good news is that my pet rock has gained sentience, just like we planned! The bad news is that it turns out he’s evil and is currently building a rock army with the intent of taking over the world. aaaand, he’s trying to get Mt. Everest on his side.”
“Why is our baby on a wanted poster?”
“Zombies are people too, Mom!”
“… I’m gonna go for it. Hold my head for me real quick, and don’t put it on a mannequin like you did last time.”
“Fascinating… I was unaware that was physically plausible.” “I know right.”
“ACHOO!” “Bless you.” “No sorry, that won’t work on me.”
“Bye, Felicia. Take you and your cat ears! GO!”
Prepare yourselves, because starting from tomorrow we will be making ‘100 Prompts That Will Make You Cry’ lists. Hope you enjoy this one. Which prompt do you like the most?
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Time is but a whisper in the winds when one is devoted to their art
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The Dragon’s Hoard
And I was among her treasures.
I don’t know why she chose me. And yet here I sat by the fire, surrounded by gold and jewels, silver and ivory, artifacts and trinkets. She would be back soon, she said, and I would be here when she came back. Dragons were supposedly cruel beasts with no love for anything that wasn’t valuable. But this dragon, she has never put so much as a scratch on my pale skin. From the moment she found me to now, she cared for me. Made sure I was never hungry, cold, or scared. Her dark eyes always observing, her kind heart always attentive. I was so much smaller than her, and but she never crushed me when she slept, with me laying up against her neck. She brought me things of my favorite color, and I made her gifts and ornaments for her horns and talons. It was an unusual partnership, man and dragon. But what one couldn’t do the other could. The perfect pairing with the purity of love.
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Oh look. It’s the “ it’s night time, time to feel lonely as fuck and be sad” thing again
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In all my years as a fangirl, I’ve not once been jealous of an otp
until now
Wotaku ni wa muzukashii has such real couples T-T
Gimme that love life
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The barns and noble I’m in is playing ave Maria rn. For the death of my social life.
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I just cooked like, 83 hearty durians in botw.
Gannon better step his bitch ass up
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Love love love it!
yall are sitting on this crossover with k/rishima
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