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peaches2217 · 25 days
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Not me projecting my love of florals onto the same guy I projected my bigenderism onto…
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potionpeddlerpatchy · 6 months
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Good morning dear Patchy!
It's nice to stumble into your little shop on this fine October day~
Been looking around and that Demon Slayer book of old has really caught my eye. Would you mind too terribly to part with it?
Well, good morning to yourself my dear Yezi! I am so happy to finally see you within my little shop after our fateful meeting; especially now as I have plenty of items to give away to curious people like you. I am grateful you wished to partake! 💛
I also see you were comfortable enough to rummage through all I had already. I always hope the patrons who enter my store feel that same sense of ease to do the same as you did. More than happy to part with that book, my friend, especially if it has caught your eye as it did.
And well, we have all morning, so why not sit and read for a little bit? 🔮
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You shuddered as the wind howled around you, chilling you in its ruthless hold as rain splattered across your skin. It was truly not your idea to be riding out in a hailing thunderstorm that showed no mercy to whoever traveled, be it rich or poor, but the guilt that gnawed at you gave you the courage to continue forward. With each ragged breath, one that ravaged your throat and left remnants of pain, all you could focus on was getting to the castle that once held you prisoner.
After all, even a beast could so compassion, could show mercy, could showcase a level of tenderness never thought possible. To be humane, even in the most inhumane environment possible.
Even a beast could love.
And you would never forgive yourself if you stood idly by and allowed those who let fear run through their veins, the same kind of fear that makes a wounded animal lash out and attack, to find him and take his life away. To lead said beast to slaughter simply because he allowed you to go home and be with your father. You couldn’t.
You shook the water that had accumulated upon you lashed, that has forced them to droop and obscure your vision, and urged your steed to run to even faster. You had to get the mob, and to the man who congregated and led them, before the reached their destination. And sadly, the ground you had to cover to reach them was much too great for your comfort. Though, when you saw the silhouette of the castle your body slumped forward, tension leaving your shoulders for a moment, in relief as you regarded the almost run-down palace like an old friend. It almost made you laugh when that feeling overcame you. For when you the same view months previous you did not have the same warm comfort as you did then.
No, back then it was dread that filled you when you slowly approached the dark gates that surrounding the land. How unwelcoming, almost threatening, everything looked – a clear sign to you, and anyone in your position, that you were not welcomed here. But you knew your father was there, you had to help him, for who knows how sick he must be without your care?
He was always sickly, your father. In his aging years his body seemed to turn against him in some fashion. That was why you stayed at home, so you could care for him; a task easier said than done given his energetic nature. He was never one to sit and allow the world to pass him by. Why is why, despite your pleading otherwise, he had taken it upon himself to go to the next town over to participate in a fair being held. To see if he could sell some of his homemade trinkets and furniture. But he never wrote to you once he arrived. When a week had gone and passed, you grew even more concerned; and when his horse came back without him, you took it upon yourself to jump upon its back and thus set off to find him.
You were sure he got turned around at night, chose the wrong path when two choices appeared. So, you did the same when the option came; given how your beloved horse wanted to do otherwise, you knew it was the right path.
It led you to where you are now. To a castle of grand nature, on you were sure held a lot of beauty and charm, but had been neglected for years and thus seemed unwelcoming of anyone who came to see it. You heard your fathers cries, and when you found him locked away you did all you could to break the locks and set him free. Though, you were stopped by a thundering voice asking you what you were doing.
“W-who are you!” You called out, eyes struggle in the dim light to make the man who loomed over you in the shadows.
“I am the master of this castle.” He deep voice sent a shiver down you spine as it rumbled forth. “And now I ask who you are.”
“I’ve come here for my father! Please let him out! Can't you see he's sick?” You pleaded, tugging on the iron that separated the pair of you. “Please he could die! I’ll give you whatever you want, just let him out!”
“Then he shouldn’t have trespassed!” He growled out, his frame growing as he stood taller “There is nothing you can do for him now, you can beg for his release all you want but it will not be done. He is my prisoner!”
You remembered in that moment the choices set upon you, to run and leave your father to die or for you to take his place so he may get the help he needed. As your heart pounded in your chest you cried out how you would take his place, that you would stay here forever if it meant his freedom.
The man took you up on it, throwing your father into and enchanted carriage and allow him to go back to your village. Your relief of his safety was short lived when you finally saw him in the dim light of the moon. It was not a man you had made a deal with, but rather a hideous beat covered in grey fur, almost the colour of snow; with horns, a tail, and claws you were sure could rip through anything if the scars along his body were any indication of the power their wielded.
But you had made a deal, and you were to keep you word – at least for now. Swallowing your fear, you squared your shoulders and gave him your name, trying to keep the tremble out of you voice as you spoke. He only replied with one word back before motioning you to follow him to where you would stay.
Sanemi.
That was his name, the servants of the castle would tell you as they informed you of all that had befallen them. How they were cured and the forgotten, doomed to spend the rest of their days trapped in a place that was no longer home, in forms no longer their bodies.
You felt a sense of pity for all of them, even the master of the estate, though it took you a long time finally allow your guard to come down and to see them all in a light different than the one your first casted; especially to Sanemi. How you tried in vain to escape, to throw yourself in the throws of danger just for a taste of freedom, for death seemed a better option that staying within a castle you were frightened of.
But he always saved you, always came to your aide whenever you were attacked, bruised, or beaten by whatever worse creatures that lurked in the forest around you. He always ensured you the best care, for it became clear to you that he simple wanted a companion rather than a prisoner. That even if it meant caring for someone who would never do anything in kind, he would do it for even a sliver of your kindness.
It took you months to do so, to open up to him and allow yourself to try and enjoy his company, but once you did you could not help but find yourself happy to wake in the grand room given to you. To eat meals with him, to enjoy the plethora of books in his library, to enjoy some evening tea, and to walk along the castle gardens – ones he decided to upkeep once more for your enjoyment – with him.
You grew fond of him, of the man he used to be that was hidden away in the form of the beast, and he in turn grew to love you unconditionally. So much so, that Sanemi did not even hesitate to allow you to leave him, to condemn him to a life of solitary once more, if it meant your happiness. Thus, he sent you away to be with your father.
When you returned, however, you were met with mod who had imprisoned your father for insanity due to his tales of the beastly man he had met and were now out to kill him and destroy the castle for good. At first you could not fathom why they would take such cruel and dramatic measures, but when the man you had refused to marry lead the charge, you got your answer. Out of desperation and jealousy, this man wanted to destroy all you had enjoyed and loved to ensure your had; turning into the beast you once thought Sanemi was.
That was why you had to get to him first, to prevent his death and to spare those lived in the home you grew fond of. Disembarking off your horse you scrambled, feet sliding along the wet cobble stone, to find Sanemi and try and make all this right. You ran through the estate, calling out his name in hopes of a response.
You finally found him atop of the balcony of his room, a place once forbidden to you, struggling against an attack from the man from your village. You did not hesitate, much like when you first arrived here, to throw yourself into the dangers before you – to try and give your life for another.
But it was too late.
The man had struck Sanemi’s chest with a broken arrow, wounding him and causing his to fall to the ground in a defeated heap. Though he could celebrate his victory for long, as the slick marble of the balcony’s ledge caused him to trip and stumble back and fall the long way down. But his life didn’t matter, not to you anyway, as you stumbled and threw yourself atop of Sanemi and wept.
“Please, please don’t go!” You cried into his coarse fur “I don’t want to go, I need you here with me! I-I… I love you, Sanemi!”
After you quite, muttered admittance to your true feelings, you felt his body move before a blinding light overcame his form. You stumbled back as you watched with bated breath and awe-struck confusion as his body was lifted into the air and slowly his form shifted and grew smaller. What was once a beast now seemed to be a man as he was lowered back down upon his feet.
You were frozen as you awaited to finally see the man who was hidden beneath the mast of a beast, the one you had found to love, for the first time; waiting for the blinding light of the enchantment put upon him to go away before throwing yourself into his arms.
It seemed forever before the light faded, and finally you got to see him. His hair that match the white fur you had touched so many times, his face….! ~
You jolted as a hand covered up the words you were so invested into reading, stopping the enchantment you seemed to be under – one that made all of it seem real – as you blinked up at the offender. It was merely the peddler who allowed you to take the book you held within your hands; free of charge. You watched as the corners of her mouth moved into a kind smile as she removed her hand from the written work.
“Apologies for interrupting” She spoke, voice soft and soothing almost as if to fend of any wrath you may hold for her “But my shop is now closed for the night.”
“Night?” You questioned, eyes now darting around the room to find a window to confirm her accusation, to which you did “Have I really been here that long?”
“Afraid so!” She chuckled, “Suppose you found that book to be really good, hm?”
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Apologies again for causing your strife in ending your reading session just as you got to the end! As much as I wanted to allow you the chance to finally be with him, as you seemed quite fond of him, I desperately needed to close so I may rest.
Though, I can promise you shall see him soon. Though I suspect without such a beastly enchantment upon him🔮
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I do hope you wish to keep what you found, for all 'sales' are final
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bladesmitten · 7 months
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if im gonna be honest. it doesn't really make sense to me why gortash immediately whisks ulder ravengard away to the iron throne after his coronation. like surely that's not the sole reason they tadpoled him?
most of the iron throne's prisoners are the families of the gondians working in the steel watch foundry. they're there for leverage. omeluum's there bc it was sniffing around where it shouldnt be. the grand duke of baldur's gate is there because...???
it's such a bold (read: stupid) move for gortash to imprison ulder when he still has massive influence in the city that gortash could use to manipulate more people into the absolute cult. if the people found out what gortash did to him, they would've been enraged and turned against him immediately.
ulder was tadpoled; he couldve made for a great mouthpiece for the absolute whilst giving gortash the credibility he needed as archduke.
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blueiight · 1 year
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ppl would say “yut-lung is ash without eiji” a lot esp when/shortly after the anime aired .. side note i think a mistake of the 2018 anime was tryna situate the story in the 2010s and not the original 1980s but thats another thinkpiece for another day. back to my point i think what ppl r hesitant to say or tryna articulate in recognizing the parallels btwn these charas is that theyre r victims of complex, repetitive sexual abuse by gangs of very powerful people, and in their adolescence both have to take upon very maladaptive means of survival. ash id say takes upon a very boyish attempt at being a Man™️ to reclaim his sense of self, yut-lung tries to reclaim the ‘feminine’ & all that entails. bc he saw his mother , his only positive figure, be raped & be brutally killed so, yut-lung reclaims a sense of power in resembling his mother. yut-lung enmeshes himself into the same circles that abused him, ‘taking them down from the inside’ type approach. poison& subterfuge r yut-lung’s preferred tactics as opposed to ash whos the first white pretty boy to be in charge of a 80s gang in pre gentrified nyc, getting in gunfights & physical fights. so 1) hes not necessarily an ‘ash without eiji’ type of situation bc ash views yut-lung’s tactics as beneath him, and vice versa. and 2) what saves ash is simply having eiji, but ash realizing thru eiji that he deserves to have a chance to live a life outside of survival mode.. before tragedy ensues. no one convinces yut-lung he deserves any more than survival mode..tho in my heart of hearts sing soo-ling manages to convince yut-lung so💯we ignoring yasha over here #notsoz
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way2gosuperrstarr · 11 days
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trying so hard not to project the dca onto sarah smiles (patd) because its just gonna be unhappiness all around for everyone involved in that💀💀
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bcofl0ve · 1 year
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anons are back on. and i’m happy to chit chat about cilla, always, i only ask that you don’t send things with the intention of just trying to argue and change my mind. my opinion is what it is and i feel firmly planted in it. love y’all xoxo
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jaimeslanisters · 1 year
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feel free to ignore in case of spoilers, but is pawn gonna follow the canon events of blood and fire / the dance? because if so, lady lannister is totally gonna ride into battle and kill daemon herself after the battle of god's eye 🙊
so on ao3, pawn is tagged as canon compliant until it’s not! my version of the dance will be really different but hopefully you guys will enjoy!
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unwinthehart · 2 years
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Blanco sang Talata to Mahmood? Enquiring minds need to know more 👀
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Video is this one:
Ok saying "sang" was a bit of an overstatement on my part, Blanco kinda intoned it. As far as I can make out Mahmood calls him "piccolino" (little one) while patting him on his cheek. Blanco hears that and replies with "Piccolino?? Hey piccolino!" like if he were singing Talata...
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readytospock · 11 months
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:’)
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bilbao-song · 10 months
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how is it that Jeff lost the baby fat on his face and then it gradually became more square in the 80s and 90s
jdkdkkdlfldkflscmdkdf this question is sending me ur like “analyze this man’s facial structure”
but like, i get it bc i DO spend a shameful amount of time Viewing him. tbh i think to varying degrees he’s had kind of cute chubby cheeks since forever but he was just rlly skinny in the 80s and 90s so that’s just How It Is
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eddies-ashtray · 1 year
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Hi I am physically incapable of reading Eddie angst around that episode but I will remind you that you're a brilliant writer!!! Despite my better judgement, I read everything before the read more because I love your writing sm, and I physically felt my heart pang!!! So thank you!!! I can go no further!!! (Seriously you're very talented I'm just a baby 😭).
- manicpixiedreamcurl
ms jo! honestly it’s an honour that you’d even read that far, so thank you so much <33 i’m tempted to start a back and forth of ‘no you!’s whenever you compliment my writing, but i will graciously accept your very kind compliment and also acknowledge that i think you are also a brilliant writer and i love love love everything you write!
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penname-artist · 1 year
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#TLDR this is an add-on post to my previous reblog#because there was something I wanted to clarify in it that I forgot to#probably because I slept in until eleven again and have no idea what month it is anymore#but I digress!#I don't actually completely hate the characters I listed - not nearly the way that I did before#See all those thing I listed weren't just 'generally ruined by bad fandom' characters those are all previous triggers of mine#previous#as in they no longer affect me the way they used to and I've worked very hard to reconstruct my concepts of them away from trauma#Cabbie in PARTICULAR here because that guy went from me wanting nothing to do with him at ALL#to being another trauma-bearing character I have to write out in order to work out complicated emotions in my brain#and later additions surrounding the character have given me reason to enjoy him more fully and with less pressure that I used to feel#the same goes to all characters to varying degrees#though the reasons behind that may be separate#and the processes in which I learned to be alright with them again are mildly varied#There are still some tender places and wounds I'm treating softly#and sometimes not just for my sake but for friends' sakes too - people who were there and people who feel somewhat similarly#but the reason isn't relevant anymore#things just happen#and I'm getting closer every day to better managing the weight that things happening left behind#which circles back to the first statement that no - I don't 'hate' the characters anymore#people ruined them for me once before and I dug my heels in and changed the story#for my own sake#that's about the most you can do y'know?#anyways this was long
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blueiight · 1 year
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i tend to feel like shit when some feminist rly emphasize women being so much smaller than men cuz im tall& big as fuck n my physicality since i was v young has been used to justify or minimize abuse twrd meh but i also recognize i may be an exception& the exception does not always disprove the rule n that overall movements r not optimized to cater to every single exemption… n that this also may be a non ideal way of thinking. dilemmas. random dilemmas. i got a lot of shit to. do tho
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jackinalex · 2 years
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I hate how Rian is the only one to consistently give us “content” even though we don’t ask for it. 😂
Honestly!!!! He and Alex need to trade places on the amount they share. Alex needs to share everything and Rian simply needs to be quiet. 😌
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sunden · 2 years
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this is boring. wish the sabres were in the playoffs
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vampstel · 2 years
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During winter I was saving for the cc loafers but they were quite expensive- but I do notice that royal high just like to put thing up in very high prices so a 3 year player like me can't even afford to get half the thing they want! And not even that it take longer to try to get e v e r t h i n g. Pretty much if you don't have money to buy robux you can't play the game because it's not about roleplays anymore its about status.
Also more on players over pricing during valentines day I tried to get the full male set that just came out. (That I couldn't do due to over pricing on the shoes and even so the set was frustrating bc it glitched a lot and the male version was so bland I mistaked it for the dream set corset for men once.) And the whole time I tried to get it cheaper people had it up there for like 80k?! Like for tad bit of context I'm lvl 1000 played 3 year have all the game passes but one multipler pass and I still have to suffer through over pricing! That should say something if I can't get plane sets in the game let alone offsale items. It's so frustrating I wish they just made everything cheaper OR JUST MADE THE ITEMS THEY REWORDED ON SALE TO PREVENT OVER PRICING LIKE COME ON. I'm so tired of new sets because of overpriceing (plus removing my main grinding method.) and I'm so close to quitting but royal high has been a comfort game for me so to let go is hard.
Ah yes, the dreaded loafers. It’s near impossible to get them now that they’re offsale
I’m assuming the set you’re talking about is the Opposites Attract set (since Mon Cheri isn’t that overpriced as far as I’m aware) and we all know my opinions on that set so I might be biased: It’s just not worth to pay so much diamonds for it, or for anything aside from halos I suppose
I just wish the devs decide to fix the overpricing issue soon. Royale High is also technically a comfort game for me, I did quit for my own mental health but now that I’m more mature I can enjoy it without stressing. BUT DAMN the overpricing…
They really need to start releasing more non seasonal sets. Also, I have both the multiplier gamepasses and even I’ve been struggling with farming
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