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switchedandbewitched · 21 days

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Switched and Bewitched

Chapter 4: There’s a very logical explanation for all this

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sheepwithspecs · 8 months

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Architects of the Ashes: Chapter 1

|| FFXIV || Rated M || (1 / ???)

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At the edge of the known universe, the Warrior of Light's simple wish has some unintended consequences. Now it's up to Eachna—and her many friends at the Last Dregs—to help a newly reconstructed Zenos learn how to be a better person. Fortunately for him, his mirror isn't the best role model when it comes to playing by the rules.

“One small organ that beats hard enough to shake the universe─ a spark of hope to shape a star.” - N-7000

Deep in the desert of my heart, a lonely flower blooms—

Although Tataru had never set foot on Ultima Thule, her favorite ballad echoed across the barren landscape of dead stars. It drifted above the sandy dunes of the Ea, whose people had long ago forgotten what it felt like to vibrate one’s vocal chords in a rhythmic and pleasing manner. It echoed in the craggy cliffsides of Reah Tahra, where dragons in decaying nests recalled the long-lost days when they, too, had lifted their voices together in song.

Yearning for the heavens above—

The refrain reached Base Omicron, sensors and satellites alight with its warbling vibrations. Military units paused in their daily tasks, clawed hands grasping at the air as they processed the foreign noise as illogical data. The only song heard in this place was of utter despair, not love.

To quench my thirst for you—

In the Last Dregs, the melody was finally lost amidst the clanking platters and rattling silverware. The only one able to hear its faint stirrings was possessed of large, furry ears.

“Hmm?” Jammingway turned, tilting their head and cupping one ear to better hear over the buzz of multiple conversations. Closing their eyes, they focused on the tiny voice that seemed to call from beyond the very stars themselves.

“Analysis?” N-7000 joined them at the edge of the café’s large stone steps, hovering in place as it waited for the Loporrit to speak.

“Unless my ears deceive me—and it’s rare they do—that sounds an awful lot like Eachna.” N-7000 whirred, gears churning as it scanned the distant horizon.

“Affirmative,” it replied, after a moment’s processing. “Approaching life-form from the ship Ragnarok meets appropriate specifications for classification as allied unit D’arcy, Eachna. Estimated time of arrival: one bell.”

“Mother be praised!” Jammingway cheered, pumping their furry fist with excitement. “Perfect timing, too! You couldn’t ask for a better day for a picnic; not an astromagnetic storm in sight. I’ll go right now and start a fresh batch of carrot soup.”

“This unit does not understand the motive behind such actions.” N-700 buzzed thoughtfully. “Allied unit Eachna has shown an average satisfaction rate of 27.4% for carrot soup. Alternate menu items guaranteed to achieve optimum satisfaction rates: roast hamsa, seaweed salad, braised—”

“What are you talking about, you bucket of bolts? Everyone loves carrot soup!”

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Eachna panted as she climbed the sprawling structure above Base Omicron, one hand rubbing at the persistent stitch in her side. The rock-strewn path zigzagged beneath her boots, precarious footholds anchored by solid bridges of aquamarine crystal. In some ways, the fragmented landscape reminded her of the Floating City of Nym, although these floating structures were devoid of life yet. The few scrubby vines that sprouted among the stones were brown and dried, crumbling to ashen powder beneath her heels.

At last she crested the final rise, standing on the solid expanse of barren land that bordered the abandoned plaza. The Last Dregs glowed brightly in the perpetual twilight, a true beacon of hope outshining everything for malms around. Even the fluorescent lights of the Omicron base weren’t half as bright. She quickly passed through the dusty plaza, drawn to the golden warmth that seemed to emanate from the café.

As she approached, she realized that the number of customers had nearly tripled in size since her last visit. Shadows danced along the curved shelves as Elysion’s inhabitants passed through the café, milling about on the stone steps and leaning against the round pillars as they conversed with one another. Omicron units hovered from station to station, waiting tables and explaining the menu to curious patrons. Other units scanned the finished diners as they bussed the tables, cataloguing the different gustatory sensations before delivering them to groups of delighted Ea.

A Karellian soldier, seated at a table of friends and former enemies, noticed her and waved cheerfully. Eachna waved back, the hairs on her bare arm lifting as a levin-charged Miw Miisv drifted aimlessly by. A ghostly dragon took to the skies, soaring high with an echoing roar. Her mouth watered at the rich scent of freshly ground coffee carried on its pale wings.

She couldn’t help but smile, cheeks dimpling at the sight of so many people. For untold ages, despair had held full sway over this empty land; now, both the café and its patrons were thriving. If Stigma-4 continued to create replicas from the dead stars, Ultima Thule would be filled to flowing with new life in no time at all.

N-7000 might call it a job well done, but it was so much more than that. The Last Dregs was standing proof of convictions she’d held for ages, ones so deeply rooted that it was near impossible to convey in words. Her heart swelled in her chest, fit to burst with the overwhelming rightness of it all.

“Eachna!” Jammingway called to her from the café entrance, waving with both arms as they ran towards her. “Welcome back, it’s been far too long!”

“Correction,” N-7000 buzzed, floating a half-step behind. “It has been exactly seven moons, two weeks, four days—”

“Oh, hush! You know what I meant, Forky!” Eachna couldn’t help but laugh at the scrunched little scowl on their face. “And anyway, who’s counting?”

“It has been a long time,” she conceded, kneeling down to clasp Jammingway’s proffered paws. “I can see the Last Dregs is doing well for itself. There’s not an empty table in sight.” Her lips quirked as she caught sight of a quivering Ea, clearly overcome by the culinary sensation it was experiencing. Its fellows bombarded it with countless questions, gelatinous heads detaching to float above the Omicron barista’s dome.

“Isn’t it a dream come true?” Jammingway gushed. “Even the Nibirun have settled in and made themselves at home. I actually caught one laughing the other day—laughing! It’s better than I could have ever imagined; the place practically runs itself. Not that I need you taking that as another sign to hibernate,” they added, glancing accusingly at N-7000.

“Fret not. Hibernation is not within this unit’s near future.”

“I’m glad to hear it,” Eachna laughed. “All of it, really.” Turning, she looked again at the patrons enjoying their meals. The golden light blurred and she blinked in surprise, reaching up to find that tears were building at the corners of her eyes. She swallowed back the lump in her throat, heart pounding almost painfully in her chest.

Thanks to Meteion, she had suffered alongside these people. She had watched their destruction, felt their anguish, mourned their deaths. Their undying despair had wrenched her heart in twain more than once during her journey to the center of the dying sun. Some had inspired pity, others anger. But every last one of them had been in immeasurable pain. Even the Nibirun, who chose peaceful death over a life with no purpose, had been in pain.

To see them now, knowing where they had once been…. Jammingway was right: it was a dream come true. They deserved this second chance at life, to make right the wrongs which had led to their destruction. They deserved to learn and grow, to achieve happiness for its own sake. She turned her eyes to the vast star above the café, the wellspring of pain that had served as Metion’s nest. How many memories remained inside, trapped by the twisted dynamis of their own despair?

I want them all to have this second chance. Every last one of them.

“And anyway,” Jammingway prattled on, oblivious to her musings, “since you’re here, I thought we might have a picnic! I packed all the best foods the café has to offer. We have carrot soup, carrot salad, carrot juice, carrot cake—”

“Oh… erm, that’s… that’s great!” Eachna managed a smile, brows knitted in consternation. “I’m sure it’ll be delicious.”

“Be at ease.” N-7000 fairly vibrated with something akin to self-righteousness. “Unlike certain annoying life-forms, this unit took allied unit Eachna’s satisfaction rate into account when choosing appropriate sustenance.”

“Hey! What are you saying?” Jammingway fumed. “Eachna loves carrots just as much as I do! Don’t you?”

“I don’t hate carrots, per se….”

“Allied unit Eachna’s average carrot consumption does not exceed one half of her nutritional intake. As such, this unit took the liberty of adding—” N-7000 trailed to a stop, hovering silently with one arm outstretched.

“With what!? Just what have you added?” Jammingway insisted, stomping their feet. “If you’ve squashed my carrot cake by crowding the basket, I’m going to be very cross!”

“New life has arrived in Elysion.” N-7000 whirred, effectively ignoring Jammingway’s one-sided tirade. “Repeat, new life has arrived in Elysion. Scanners indicate only one life-form at this time.”

“What? Only one?” The carrot cake was completely forgiven—or forgotten for the time being—as Jammingway immediately shifted into entrepreneur mode. “That’s odd. Normally they show up in groups. Still, you know what they say: where one is, more may follow. The picnic will just have to wait. You don’t mind, do you?”

“Not at all!” Eachna secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Carrots were not her favorite by any stretch of imagination, but Jammingway seemed determined to believe that everyone loved the orange vegetable just as much as they did. Perhaps she could sneak away long enough to check the contents of this picnic basket for herself….

“That settles it, then!” Jammingway beamed, hands on their hips. “Lead the way, N-7000! Let’s go meet our newest friend!”

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“Are you absolutely certain the new life form landed up here?” Jammingway balanced precariously atop N-7000’s chassis, shielding their eyes with one paw from the glaring light of the dynamis staircase. The summit of the dead sun was shadowy in comparison, the bed of Elpis flowers a faint glow in the near distance. “All I see are stairs, stairs, and more stairs.”

“Affirmative. New life-form scan readings indicate this as the proposed landing trajectory.”

“But I thought that Stigma-4 created the simulations,” Eachna said, practically jogging to keep pace as they climbed the endlessly winding stairs. “Does the star just… spit them out?” Jammingway shrugged.

“Your guess is as good as mine. Normally they find Elysion long before we find them.” They lurched, grabbing hold of N-7000s rabbit ear accessories as the staircase grew steeper. “I wonder what sort of life-form we’ll meet this time? Do you recall any other civilizations from the Dead Ends?”

“I don’t think so.” All the civilizations she’d seen in the heart of the dead star were already café patrons: sweet, chubby Grebuloffs; armored, pedantic Karellians; graceful, nihilistic Nibiruns. As she pondered these strange races, she found her own curiosity rising alongside Jammingway’s. What would this new life-form look like?

Would they be large and powerful like the wraithlike dragons, or perhaps smooth and gelatinous like the Ea? Figure after figure flashed through her mind’s eye: malformed voidsent, gaunt sin eaters, bewhiskered kobolds, feathery Vanu Vanu, impish pixies… would this new person’s shape be something familiar, or wholly new? Would they be calculating, or emotional? Despondent, or hopeful?

Lifting her eyes towards the summit, Eachna stopped short at the sight of a weapon at the top of the staircase: a long, curved blade, wider than the span of her arm at its thickest and tapering to a razor-sharp point. It was attached to an even longer shaft, knocked sideways as though it had fallen from a great height only to lodge itself deep into the cracked earth. Her eyes traced the familiar bony plating along the blade’s outer edge, breath catching in her throat at the sight of a broken revolver cylinder hanging askew from the handle.

“Oh, no.”

“What is it?” Jammingway leaned forward eagerly, ears pricked and nose twitching. “Do you see them?”

“It can’t be.” The reaper stone seemed to burn a hole in the pocket of her knapsack, the collected aetheric signatures within drawn to the scythe at the top of the stairs. She gulped back the emotions threatening to overpower her, gorge rising and fingertips tingling at the memory of fighting to draw her bow with slippery, bloodstained hands. Her very muscles seemed to burn with a phantom ache, the echoes of a fight that ended only when the last flickering embers of her life could no longer withstand the onslaught.

“Eachna?” Jammingway looked at her strangely. “Are you alright? You look a little pale…. Well, you always look pale, especially here, but this is even worse—”

“Allied unit’s heart rate is increasing at an exponential pace—”

“It just can’t be!” Eachna took the remaining stairs two at a time, tripping on the topmost step in her rush and landing facefirst on the scorched earth. She stumbled to her knees, scraped palms burning as she brushed the stains from her trousers, and groaned aloud at the sight before her. “Oh, isn’t this just a—” Her tongue felt too large for her mouth, jaw working as she searched for the right oath to express the depths of her frustration.

“You!” she finally spat, picking up a handful of the ashen dust and flinging it—rather unsuccessfully—at the figure lying eagle-spread in a heap of crushed flowers. “Damn you to all seven bloody hells!”

“What’s the matter? Is it a— wait a minute!” Jammingway practically wilted on the spot. “That’s no alien life-form! That’s an Etheiryan!”

“Scanners indicate unconscious life-form is composed of dynamis,” N-7000 protested.

“Okay, okay! Don’t blow a gasket.” Jammingway slipped from the unit’s shoulders, dangling for a moment from one clawed appendage before landing deftly, if not gracefully, at its side. “So he’s a dynamis simulation. That still doesn’t explain what an Etheiryan was doing inside the dead star, nor how he came to be there in the first place.”

“Oh… that’s partly my fault.” Eachna winced. “We had a fight to the death, and I might have left him there? Accidentally?”

“You—a fight to—left him—” Jammingway’s look of abject horror gave way to weariness. “I don’t even know which part of that sentence to address first.”

“It’s not like I meant to do it!” Gathering her courage, she crept close enough to toe the heel of one heavy boot. She kicked at it lightly, watching for any signs of regaining consciousness. “Of all the people in all the worlds,” she sighed, “why did it have to be you?”

“Parameters for acceptable simulations of life-forms for Elysion were recently altered by fluctuations in dynamis,” N-7000 stated. “Cause of anomaly: allied unit Eachna.”

“Me!?” she echoed in dismay. “But I didn’t even do anything this time! And I certainly didn’t ask for him!”

“Through dynamis, you expressed a desire—a “wish”, as this overexcited life-form continues to insist—that all sentient beings within Ultima Thule might experience a second chance at life through simulated existence. As this life-form’s last documented location was well within parameters, he has been restored accordingly.”

“I can assure you, this is not what I meant.” Eachna’s shoulders slumped. “Does this even count as a second chance? It’s not really him,” she pointed out. “It’s just a copy.” Even as she spoke, she remembered how he had once transcended death using the power of the Resonance. Could such a thing possibly happen again?

“Regardless of intent, this life-form form now exists in the same capacity as all other life-forms within Elysion,” N-7000 answered. “Metaphysically, we are but memories recreated for the purpose of continued study by Stigma-4. Alternatively, philosophical debate documented between the Ea and the Nibirun suggest that the nature of said existence—whether or not we are “real”—is wholly reliant upon individual interpretation.”

“That means it’s really up to him in the end, isn’t it?” Jammingway mused. “Still, we probably ought to wait until he’s settled in before asking those sorts of questions. Just thinking about them is enough to give me a headache.”

“Cranial pain aside, this unit is in agreement.”

“That’s fine and all, but it still doesn’t help in this situation.” Eachna rubbed her eyes wearily. “You don’t realize what he’s capable of.” She let the knapsack slip from her shoulders, digging through the many pockets until she emerged with her battered codex. Flipping through pages of notes, she finally settled on one near the end and handed it to Jammingway. “This will tell you more than enough.”

“Archaic,” N-7000 buzzed, scanning the page and committing the contents to memory. “Assimilating data for future calculations—!! Results not favorable.”

“You’re not kidding!” Jammingway shook their head, paw sliding down the page as they read through the notes at a slower pace. “If this Zenos wakes up and decides to make Ultima Thule his new hunting grounds, all our hard work could be undone!”

“Calculated levels of despair exceed all known parameters.”

“My point exactly.”

“Query: what course of action should be undertaken?” N-7000 turned to Eachna, scratching its dome. “Immediate termination of life-form would directly oppose the mission objective.”

“That’s also not very fair, is it?” Jammingway closed the codex with a heavy thud. “If we judged every patron based on their past actions, the café wouldn’t have any clientele at all. And after all, you were the one who wanted everyone to have a second chance.”

“Agreed. This unit also acknowledges the accountability of allied unit Eachna.”

“Huh? Why me?!” Taken aback, Eachna raised her hands in an admittedly paltry defense. “What am I supposed to do about him? I can’t very well take him with me when I leave.”

“This is factual. In their current state, simulations would become highly unstable without an accessible form of dynamis. Departure is unadvised.”

“Bugger.” She gazed down at the Garlean prince, sprawled amidst the flowers. The expression on his face was calmer than she’d ever seen it, passive as though in deepest slumber. A part of her hoped that he might be dead, but even in the murky shadow she could see the regular rise and fall of his chest. Each breath stirred the fine blonde hairs trapped beneath his cheek, pale as death against the backdrop of his crumpled cloak.

“Alright,” she finally said. “This is what we’re going to do. N-7000, I want you to take this scythe and hide it somewhere. The café, Elysion, Base Omicron: I don’t care, just so long as it’s in a spot he won’t be able to access easily. We have to make sure he stays unarmed until I can convince him not to go around picking fights with anything that moves.”

“Affirmed. This unit will follow your orders to the best of its abilities.”

“Jammingway, can you make sure no one from the café comes anywhere near this area for a while?” She ran both hands through her curls, tangling them in her fingers and tugging as she thought. “Hopefully I’ll have a plan by the time he wakes up, but in any case it’s probably best that I speak to him alone first. I don’t want to fight him again unless I absolutely have to.” There was no guarantee that she’d be so lucky this time, without the Scions there to pull her back from the brink with their healing magics.

“You can count on me! I’ll make sure no one even looks in this direction until you give the signal!”

“As for me….” Eachna plopped down at his side, stretching her legs as she made herself comfortable. “You’re right. If I summoned Zenos, even by accident, that makes him my responsibility—at least for the moment. I’ll stay here until he wakes up. After that, whatever happens will simply have to happen.” Her tone was nonchalant, borderline cheerful; despite this, the flowers nearest her grew dull with unease.

“This unit would like to call your attention to the Gordhona Guardian located at the Last Dregs. Its protocols advise for the termination of rude intruders.”

“N-7000’s right.” Jammingway returned the codex, flapping their ears with a rosy smile. “If you get into trouble, just scream really loudly and we’ll come running to help. Okay?” She nodded, and together they watched as N-7000 wrenched the scythe from the earth, leaving behind a divot roughly the size of a small fissure.

“By the way, Eachna.” They stared openly at Zenos, nose twitching. “The way I understand it, we Loporrits have a different sort of society than the people on Etheirys. When he was helping us on the moon, Urianger told us all about the different type of relationships you all can have with one another. Some of them seemed relatively straightforward, but others were quite complicated.”

“Yes? What about it?”

“In the codex, you wrote that Zenos thought of you as his friend. But he also tried to kill you, and nearly succeeded.” Jammingway looked at her thoughtfully. “Is that a complicated sort of friendship?”

“I—” Before she could formulate a response, Zero’s words echoed in her mind. Zenos called you "friend." That's what you are? A friend? At the time, she’d been too startled at the sight of his avatar made flesh to say much on the subject. Even now, she had no clue what—or how—she felt about the fallen prince. Jammingway waited patiently for her answer, bright eyes unwavering.

“I think… that it was very complicated,” she agreed slowly. “Whether it still is remains to be seen.” Jammingway nodded, reaching out to pat her knee gently before following N-7000 down the glowing stairs. Eachna watched them leave, squinting until they were little more than two floating dots in a sea of shadows. She reached out and picked a flower, twirling the stem between her fingers as she thought.

Everyone deserves a second chance, the little voice in her head whispered. It often reminded her of Fray, only less bloodthirsty and more argumentative. But society so loves to force its arbitrary rules. Gaius serves Werlyt while Yotsuyu lies cold in the grave. Miracles happen every day, but Hermes will never regain what was lost. You yourself are torn between your brotherly love for Themis and the knowledge that you are destined to end his life. Why must one earn repentance while another suffers? What balance can be found in this mindless rule?

They earn repentance through their deeds, she argued, plucking the petals from the stem. By learning from the past and choosing to make amends.

Is that the case? Well, then: who are you to deny him that choice? You are his mirror, the reflection of what he can become. If he must learn, then teach him. If he needs growth, guide him.

And at the end, if he still chooses to dream of battle? What then?

Why, then you take responsibility.

“Seven hells,” she muttered, casting the petals aloft. With no breeze to bear them, they fluttered to land at her heels. “How am I supposed to teach you to behave?” she asked the sleeping figure, tracing his jawline with her eyes. “Are you even going to listen to me?” But towards you and you alone, he behaved...differently. And I cannot fathom why.

“I guess we’ll find out together.”

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tetrakys · 9 months

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hey, its the anon from before. unfortunately because of that policy most of the most popular gameplays were deleted, but you can probably find clips online if you look for them, and you can instantly see how much these people genuinely were passionate and had fun with the game.

the channels i remember were reah (she was my favourite back then, armin route and she was SO funny lmao), lilicross, lyna, natsukisel mostly if you want to find them. more recently i found helemlove, since she still has her UL, spinoff, and an unfinished HSL gameplay with her then boyfriend up. this one is the one that brought me back to the fandom lol, they live-dubbed the episodes as they played them, and they were both talented, hilarious, and offered genuinely insightful commentary. her boyfriend was also like so genuinely so passionate about the game and characters, they even made theory, prediction, analysis, and critique videos of the games together as UL eps were coming out, if you want to check those out on youtube. these are all in spanish btw.

there was the mcl tag, where the youtubers tagged their friends to do the tag and talk about their favorite images, the worst ones, the best outfits, etc.

as i said, these were the people that (at least in the hispanic part of the fandom) actually made the game known and gave it a massive part of its popularity and success back in the hsl days. it genuinely breaks my heart that such an awesome and passionate community was just destroyed like it was nothing, to the point that just remembering what happened honestly makes me angry and sad :(. i definetely understand why these creators wouldn't want to come back after what beemoov did to them, but that doesn't make it any less heartbreaking lol. anyway, this was just a rant of me getting nostalgic, hope you didn't mind haha😅

I don't mind don't worry, and thank you for suggesting those names I'm going to check them out 😊

I'm sure it must’ve been very upsetting at the time seeing the whole community fade away 😔 I was a lone wolf player for many years so I never experienced the fandom at its peak and I regret it. I'm sure it was a funny time and it gave people a sense of community. Sending you a big hug 💕 and fingers crossed we can get back a little of what was lost.

#mcl #my candy love

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palimpsessed · 2 years

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I have words! For both fics! It feels like a miracle after how shit my focus has been lately. But! I felt really really good on Friday and just sat down and wrote all day. And then I wrote again on Saturday. Even figured out how to connect in a piece I’d written earlier and needed a spot for. So. Onto words!

This is from the chapter after next of SAE. Have a Baz who is being very Baz.

He's the most appetising thing at this table spread for a god.

He's such an excitable blend of bashful and eager, I don't know to cope with him this morning.

He pulls my chair out for me and I feel like flinging myself from the cliffside.

There is some plot happening amidst Baz’s thirst-induced breakdown, but I can’t really tell you what.

And a bit more of Scooby:

As soon as they were outside, Penelope looked over at Simon and smiled. "That was very big of you, Simon."

Simon just shrugged uncomfortably, rubbing at the back of his head and trying not to look like he was obviously blushing. "I think I was promised sandwiches and scones," he said.

"Reah! Rones!" Lucy barked.

Penny laughed. "I think you've earned them. But! Not until after we've talked to the CUNTS."

"Cunts!" Simon groaned in defeat. A passing elderly couple looked over in frowning disapproval.

Penelope guffawed.

On the topic of Scooby Doo, I hope you’ve all heard the good news about my girl Velma Dinkley finally being allowed out of the closet 🥰

Thanks to @yeonjunenby @letraspal @bookish-bogwitch @martsonmars @moodandmist @confused-bi-queer @ivelovedhimthroughworse @artsyunderstudy @facewithoutheart for the tags today!

And thanks for tags on Wednesday @johnwgrey @nightimedreamersworld @erzbethluna @cutestkilla @tea-brigade @ionlydrinkhotwater tagging you back for today and tagging in some more folks @aristocratic-otter @bazzybelle @basiltonbutliketheherb @excalisbury @fatalfangirl @frjsti @foolofabookwyrm-activated @jbrrring @mostlymaudlin @otherpeoplesheartachept-2 @prettylightsbigcity @raenestee @stillmadaboutpetra @shemakesmeforget @sillyunicorn @stardustasincocaine @starwarned @takitalks @urban-sith @wetheformidables @whogaveyoupermission @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @yellobb

#six sentence sunday #slings and eros #scooby doo au

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juviin · 10 months

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ranking every fmab eng dub blooper (scripted parts are in italics)

"FUCK YEAH"

"I'M TRYING TO SAVE YOUR LIFE ASSHOLE"

"YOUR FACE ESPLODE"

"Chimeras huh? Fuckin' sweet"

"How bout I push you off this roof and break the arm you just got back"

"I think we should try to bring mom back"

"He won't. thats the end"

"FUCK HIM UP"

"A talking dog?" "Reah, Rooby Rooby Roo"

"My name? Fuck you."

"Does he have his arms? And his legs?"

"I relented, I accepted my only choice. I bought that shake weight you see on tv. Ten Minutes a day every day"

"Flowers suck ass"

"Let's look at the door"

"Now will you please put on a fucking shirt?"

"The homunculi refer to those unfortunate enough to have unfortunately unfortunately unfolded the portal of happiness whatever the fuck"

"Chimeras, huh? Aw, shit"

"Then how about leaning over here and giving me a kissy" "Sure"

"We didnt come all this way just to stop the chance to pass up my balls in the hallway"

"Hey Ling, how you doin'" "what"

"Now I'm going to go take the hottest longest f****** bath in the whole world"

hmmmmmmmmm

LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection

Can I interest you in an apple pie today, sir?

Major Tom

Jeremiah was a bullfrog, was a good friend of mine (this n the major tom one are how u know some of these vas are old as fuck lmaooo)

Dual cropping

"No I'm a man I'm good with directions" (FUCK V** M******** BRO ALL MY HOMIES WANNA CASTRATE V** M********. shits not even in character for ed he literally thinks women are incredible booooo)

"No Greed, I will not kiss you" (see above)

#shoutout to maxey whitehead and also scars va for being the funniest people #ever.#they all make me laugh until like. number 21

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thursday7econlive · 1 year

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Reah Serna

ID: 84365348

Discussion Time: Thursday (7:00 - 7:50pm)

Rationality & Individual Demand (Budget Line)

I made a short pixel art video explaining how the concepts of rationality and Budget Line are used in my everyday life.

All art (including backgrounds) were made by me

Sounds & Background Music from Youtube:

Rina De Coro: Can You Really Call This A Hotel … (8-bit) (2A03 + 4N163) Undertale Cover

Legend of Zelda - Chest Opening & Getting Item

Creator Assets: 8-Bit Coin Sound Effect (Copyright Free)

JkeJr: Shop (VRC6) | Undertale 8-Bit Covers

Mario Paint Music: Creative Exercise

Undertale: Temmie Talking

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petwyvern · 1 year

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im gonna be so real i need to talk to someone . i have reahed out to 2suicide hotlines and like im not gonna commit i guess but FUCK i need to talk to someone FUUCK

#shhh

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ptblogbasagre · 2 years

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e-journal: February

02/02/2022 BACK ON TRACK

It's just another ordinary day as a student. Teachers from all the synchronous sessions are asking did our long weekend go as it was the celebration of Chinese New Year for our Chinese brothers and sisters. I feel like I am back on track to study as I hear my teacher sharing their knowledge in their fields of subject. It's ultimately exciting again!

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We're done filming and recording our podcast. I was with Leticia, my partner host, and Kuya Jam, as our guest speaker to talk about dealing with Insecurities. It was really insightful to have kuya Jam since he was one of the guidance counselors in Ateneo. My questions are answered nicely and impressively by Kuya Jam. I was amazed especially since he said that acceptance and love should first start with ourselves because the way we treat ourselves, will be the way we treat others.

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02/04/2022 SLEEP

I just slept the whole day. I don't know it was tiringgggggg.

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02/05/2022 OVAL

Me, Ciannah, and Kate went to the University of Saint Anthony Oval to release some sweat by jogging. Each of us had at least 6 lapses and 5 more lapses of walking. As the clock strikes at 5:30, we were advised to go home since the school was only open until 6:00 p.m. but we don't want to go home yet instead we went to 5 senses, a restaurant. I guess this was too ironic after burning calories, we'll be eating calories again lol. We ordered food for our early dinner and went back home after that.

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02/06/2022 REST DAY ( Cleaning of Room)

Early in the morning, I felt my legs cramping from the jog yesterday, so I had no choice but to rest. I woke up at 10 a.m. by the way and it is Saturday. My mom went into the room and saw my bedroom unorganized. She spanks my butt with her hand, it was like Hulk's. I loudly screamed. She told me to organize and clean my room because anytime soon, Snakes may live there. So Instead of resting, I did not have a choice but to clean my room. I cleaned and cleaned and took a bath. It was refreshing until I sat down on my newly changed bedsheet smelling the aroma from the lighted scented candle, little by little, I closed my eyes until I fall asleep.

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02/07/2022 FIRST EPISODE

OMG! didn't expect that our video was released today! It was our podcast that was recorded last January, and it was mesmerizing because it's our first output as the Radio Broadcaster and Podcaster of AdNU Bulawan. With me were Reah, Angel, LetLet, and Lenard, Yani was also there. I guess it's the best day for me as the excitement touches my hypothalamus. I was in too much serotonin and my only thing to release it is to jump out of joy and laughter and tears. I slept into joy.

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02/08/2022 PINK HEART

THE BEST DAY OF MY YEAR! Today my heart was filled with Pink as I meet Vice President Leni Robredo here in Iriga City along with her senatorial slate Mr. Chel Diokno, I had a photo of me and him, Ms. Risa Hontiveros, and more. I took a video of VP Leni giving her speech in front of here Kakampinks, to cover for the Kurit Bulawan. It was an up-close one. I stopped myself from giving signs of I would have to have a fist bump or handshake because it's prohibited by the COMELEC. Nevertheless, I was on cloud nine seeing her 3 meters away from where I was standing. My hands are shaking as I can only see the Lady in pink giving us hope. Indeed, this was the best!

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02/09/2022 INOROGAN

While sitting, I have thought of exercising. It was 3 o'clock. I sent a message to my friends, Ciannah and Kate, they're my jog buddies lol. So we decided to refresh our minds in Inorogan located at Sto. Domingo Iriga City is an ecological park where it is sacred to those people there. It was 5 o'clock already when we met and started to Jog, Oh, Girls has too many preparations. Haha. I don't know what took them so long. Anyway, we have reached the top at 6:00 p.m. and took a rest for 10 to 15 minutes and we're all good to go down. The view from the to is so mesmerizing, the city light was turned on. It was like the stars but from below. We went down after seeing the lights and went back home.

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02/10/2022 DANCE LIKE CRAZY

It was another day to sweat and I decided to not jog, But instead to dance like crazy. By crazy, I mean I danced from 4 p.m. to 11 P.m. lol, it was 8hrs sweating since I need to film for the Surprise dance presentation of Ateneo Igknights. I was dancing different kinds of genres like jazz, hip-hop, modern and contemporary. I filmed myself dancing Indigo by Niki as this was the music to be performed by us. It was tiring but it was fulfilling for me because I was able to sweat and do what I loved to do.

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02/11/2022 GOKUSEN

I was tired and I decided to watch a movie on Drama cool website. While browsing, I have seen a Movie Series, Gokusen. It is about the teacher's passion for her student to become graduates. She's willing to do anything for the students to graduate. It was an amazing movie where a lot of drama and comedies in scenes are. It was a Japanese series and after watching the three seasons, I think I have learned new words!

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02/12/2022 JUST DANCE

Another day to dance, I set up my music and the stereo and started to volume up the sound. It was like a party night at my house as remixes are playing on the speaker. The lights were dimmed and I started to light up the neon lights on my wall. The music was loud like I was In the club night. I was ecstatic this day and I feel like I love dancing that much!

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02/13/2022 BIRTHDAY

It was a nice day because we celebrated my youngest brother's birthday. It was simple but meaningful as we are gathered in the dining room with my family talking about our futures and our wishes for us, each other. It was captivating. We can connect and feel the love again because we know that sooner, this will not happen anymore as we will grow and start to have a family. I'll surely treasure this moment.

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02/14/2022 THREE

Ohhhh it was a valentine's date with my trio friends, Angel, Chamie, and me. I celebrated my Valentine's with them because I don't have any Jowa (girlfriend) but I am rich in friends. lol. We celebrated at Angel's place where we had a mix of Bar Gin with Strawberry juice in it. It's really tasty and I surely try it again sometimes. After that, we drink and dance until we ran out of food and Drinks. I guess it was the end. So We said goodbyes to each other and I went home after to take a good sleep since I had a long day today.

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02/15/2022 OMEGLE

Today I decided to try Omegle again because my friend and I were bored. I opened my browser and search Omegle.com, this communication platform is Anonymous and you can chat from around the world. So while chatting, I have met a lot of individuals from different parts of the world. Some in India, Japan, the USA, Canada, and other countries. It was like a virtual tour for me because I was able to talk to them about the rich cultures and traditions of their places.

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02/16/2022 NO INTERNET

AHHHHH! It's too frustrating today. We had no internet connection and I have classes to attend and workloads to finish. I went out today and buy a load for mobile data. However, as soon as I'll register my load, it was eaten by the server. AHHHH today is not my day.

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02/17/2022 THE RUSH

This day was a rush for me, a while ago finished some of my workloads and backlogs but still, I have 13 more missing and pending works that are due tomorrow. I am crying at this rate now huhu. however, my mom entered my room and told me that It was just a challenge and everything will be fine I just need to trust that I can finish it.

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02/18/2022 TIRED

I'm so sorry, I don't feel like writing now :((( maybe tomorrow I'm too tired.

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02/19/2022 RECORD

Hello! So I just finished recording my MIL video for our class output in Media Information Literacy and It was about a Vlog on the social issue that we have in the status quo. I set up the camera and record myself. It took me 2 hours to finish it because I was the host and the Interviewer. It was nice for me to be chosen since I'll share my talents in the class. After recording, I sent it to the editors for it to be edited.

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02/20/2022 RAIN

Today was a fun moment with my sister by heart friend, Ashly. We pushed through on our plan to jog even it is raining. It was a fun moment together with me as it was filled with genuine smiles and moments together. We talked and talked until the clouds dimmed. We were talking about our friends that I pranked last Valentine. We were so happy with their reactions.

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02/21/2022 SICK

I don't feel like writing today. Yesterday was a moment with me and Ashly but today, I am like a vegetable. I am sneezing and I have headaches. I think it's better if I sleep for now.

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02/22/2022 NIGHT JAM

Today I feel like I'm back again. I received a message from my close friends, a brother by heart for me, Steven and Jade, and decided to have a Jamming session, They went to my house and we had a shot of tequila and rum. It was a relief for me that my friends have visited me after I was sick.

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02/23/2022 GRIND

Today was too tiring because I must finish my student portfolio for my College application to BU since it's due on the 28th of February. I contacted my school registrar from my Previous school, Madam Analyn for her to assist me. She assisted and helped me. I felt relief because on the 25th it will be the People's Power revolution and it will be a holiday, the school will be closed by that time and there was a part where my Senior High School principal must sign. I was thankful this day as I felt relief seeing that my awards and certificates from my previous school are issued to me.

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02/24/2022 DATE

On this day, my mom and I went to my senior high school university to ask for validation and certification from the academic and extracurricular activities that I joined during my 11th grade. It was at Ateneo De Naga University where we went. She drove me there and she assisted me to become safe, truly a mother's love and care. It was an adventure, a date for us both as we share memories today, especially when we had our picture together in the four pillars of Ateneo.

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02/25/2022 MILO

It saddens me to hear today that early in the morning, one of our pet dogs, Milo died. He was so sweet to me back then. I was left speechless as I heard my mother waking us up early in the morning to share the news. I was in grief today. All the memories of Milo especially his smile will always remain in my heart.

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02/26/2022 AJ

Yesterday was a bad thing for us—grief. But today, was my cousin's birthday! We ordered Jollibee and bought a cake from Graceland to celebrate his birthday. He blows his cake after the Happy Birthday Song was finished. "Happy Birthday Aj," we said and the dining room was filled with joy again.

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02/27/2022 RB PREP

Today I met my team for radio broadcasting team as we are preparing for our national contest to be held on March 18. We were talking and brainstormed Ideas and each of us contributed and divided the task. At first, it was a hard celebration whether we will push through with only one entry on these three, podcasting, Jingle Making, and 5-minute radio broadcast. However, as the conversation ends, each of us conceded that we will be participating in Podcasting and Broadcasting.

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02/28/2022 LEGAZPI

Today was one of my best celebrations of Independence. I was able to go to Legazpi to submit my College Application to Bicol University. I was on cloud nine but at the same time, I was nervous. I managed to commute by taking a bus and a Jeepney to be there. As soon as I arrived at the place, I went to the admission office to dropout off the Student portfolio that I accomplished last February 24. After dropping it out, I had a Jeepney to go to SM Legazpi. I eat my lunch at Mcdo and went home after because the last trip will be at 5 and it was already 3 p.m.

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reah22 · 5 years

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Headcanon that Duke is the second most stabby Batboy after Dami. I have no canonical evidence for this but it seems likely.

#duke thomas #damian wayne #im right and i should say it #reah talks

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bace-jeleren · 2 years

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Fanwalker February Feature: Reah and Damali

Status: Married

This unlikely pair first met years before they sparked, on Theros when Damali's adopted family became wrapped up in helping to settle a dispute between Reah's family and another notable leonin family. Both having little to do with the proceedings themselves, Reah and Damali had plenty of time to form a friendship that would last long after things were settled and Damali returned to Meletis.

The two would meet in secret for years after, forming a deep bond that naturally led to romance- even though, deep down, they knew there was a chance any future with them being together would be doomed. Reah was apart of a very important family among the leonin and her family were constantly presenting her with possible suitors and expecting her to choose for the good of their bloodline. Meanwhile, Damali was on the fast track to being accepted into the Dekatia, where she would be consumed by her studies.

However, whether it be familial duties or academic plans, the two saw more value in legitimizing their love, consequences be damned. After months of planning, the two eloped, with plans to be married and to eke out a living on their own. Then, on the day of their wedding, as the two exchanged vows, the rush of happiness ignited the two's sparks, and they were whisked away from Theros entirely.

Finding themselves on Kaladesh, the two chose to take it as a chance to start completely fresh and, due to Reah's natural charisma and friendly demeanor, and Damali's abilities as a mind mage, the two settled into their new lives as pilot and mechanic respectively, gaining notoriety as they fell even deeper in love.

Despite the risks the two, after much deliberation, decided to try their hand at having a child. Much to their surprise, and happiness, the mixed-species couple were able to conceive, and brought a miraculously healthy half satyr, half leonin son, Priam into the world.

Meta info: Reah and Damali's story was originally meant to be a lot more tragic, with them igniting their sparks on their wedding day, only to wind up on different places and becoming caught up with eternally searching fir one another through the infinite vastness of the multiverse. But, also, fuck that, I run this show, and I say they happily spend their lives together of Kaladesh and also that Reah is trans!

#fanwalker #fanwalker talk #long post #reah #damali

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dans-queer-ass · 6 years

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wow bitches. thanks for posting while I'm at school @danielhowell @amazingphil

#fuck yall #reah im calling yiu out #biiitch #reblog #dnp #dan and phil #og ig #olivia talks a lot #daniel howell #amazingphil

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vicar-dei · 3 years

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Trusty Patches

So you may have noticed the title of my Tumblr, BonfireHub. I think it’s quite ironic that I have a title like that, yet I haven’t posted a single Dark Souls post. Today, I plan to change that!

What better character to start with than Patches, the lovable and totally not slimy thief that appears in almost every Dark Souls title (he even appeared in Demon Souls!) Usually, when a player encounters Patches, he’s actively carrying out a plan to get the player killed so he can loot their bodies. Once this fails, or you die and find him again, he’ll offer his apologies and ask that you spare his life. In exchange, he will become a merchant, as well as giving helpful tips… like mentioning the latest gossip about every other character that you know in the major hub of the game.

Now, while Patches appears in many of the Souls titles, I’ll be focusing on Trusty Patches, from the first Dark Souls. This is mostly because his character is the most developed in that game, and because I like him the most in this title. That’s right, I think Patches is a pretty cool guy and that he gets a terrible reputation just because he tries to kill you a few times.

Just a few times.

In reality, Patches is one of your better companions in the game, right behind people like Laurentius or Big Hat Logan. This is tied not only to the advice that he gives but to the likely reasons he tries to kill you, other than the obvious need to steal your stuff. To start, we’ll be looking into the four people that Patches points out and if his warnings were accurate.

Oi, have you met Petrus, that self-proclaimed cleric? Believe me this one, bruv... The man is scum. Don’t you be fooled by his claims to do good. They’re all the same, those rotten clerics.

Petrus of Thorolund is an NPC that will probably be one of the first people you meet in Dark Souls. He’ll greet you and he’s your gateway into the Way of White covenant. His questline is associated with Reah of Thorolund, and her traveling companions Vince and Nico. They embark on a journey into the Tomb of Giants, where they are all tricked by Patches into falling into the same pit that he later kicks you into. Why does he do this? Well, he hates clerics, after all.

Anyway, Petrus abandons Reah and escapes, appearing to show concern for his actions when you talk to him later. However, if you talk to him after you save Reah, his statements and actions change. He shows distaste for her being alive, and if you don’t talk to Reah after saving her, Petrus will kill her himself. You can confirm this by him dropping her talisman when he dies.

Oi, have you met Lautrec the Embraced? Believe me on this one, bruv... He’s completely mad. He wouldn’t think twice about cutting somebody down. So watch out for him, especially if you’ve humanity to spare.

I’m sure that anyone who’s played Dark Souls is fully aware of how Knight Lautrec screws you over. You save him from his cell near the Bell Gargoyle boss fight, and he rewards you with a Sunlight Medal, some kind words, and MURDERING YOUR FIRE KEEPER!

You must then chase him to Anor Londo and kill him there, where he will drop the Fire Keeper Soul needed to bring the mute Fire Keeper to life. Outside of this instance, you don’t interact with him as a character. His armor descriptions do hint at him being a bit love crazy, which would explain why he thought it was a good idea to cross you. He was wrong.

Here, have you met that sunbathing Solaire? Believe me on this one, bruv... He’s a complete idiot. But he happens to be an awfully strong idiot. Just nod your head and keep him on your side! Nyah hah hah hah!

Sorry Solaire fans, but you need to hear this. Solaire is extremely stupid during Dark Souls, and that’s probably why his heart was so big and he won over the love of many Dark Souls players. Seriously, he was so blinded by his pursuit of the sun that he couldn’t tell the difference between a giant ball of energy and a brain-controlling parasite? That’s pretty bad, all things considered. If you save him from this fate, however, you are rewarded with a powerful summon during the final boss fight, so that’s a plus!

Here, have you met that backwood Shiva? Believe me on this one, bruv... The man is trouble. I can see it in his eyes. I just can. Hmph, no doubt about it. Watch him.

Last but not least, we have Shiva of the East. Now, Shiva is pretty nice to you while you know him. He offers good items, stays out of your way, and even considers you a friend.

The problem doesn’t lie in Shiva himself, but what he does and how you get on good terms with him. Shiva is a part of the Forest Hunter covenant, a covenant with the sole purpose of killing any invaders of Darkroot Garden. Also, he seems to take great pleasure in his work, showing very little remorse for what he does. So, besides having to fight multiple people in Darkroot Garden just to talk to this guy, but you’re also signing up to be friends with a psychopath. Yay?

As you can see, overall Patches was pretty accurate in his warnings to you. The question that’s probably on most people’s minds right now is “Okay and? Patches still tried to kill me!” That’s a very understandable concern, but his reasonings have to do with how the Undead in Dark Souls operate.

Once you are Undead, you will go Hollow. There’s no miracle cure, no way to reverse fate, nothing. Your fate as an Undead is to become one of the mindless zombies that you cut down on your adventures. The only way to avoid the inevitable for longer is through the offering of humanity to bonfires.

This is known to every Undead, including Patches. If you knew that every single companion you met would one day end up killing you, would you be inclined to trust people easily? Would you form alliances easily? Would you let someone watch your back at night when they have as much reason to kill you for your humanity as you do them? This is the mindset of Patches. He doesn’t want to become attached to people because he knows he will lose them one day, and he kills and steals because he doesn’t want to go Hollow himself (and also because fuck clerics.)

When he tries to kill you and you keep coming back, you’re showing him you will not go Hollow anytime soon and that you won’t stab him in the back. This makes him want to trust you, allowing you to be unsteady friends with him and giving you pointers that you need to avoid dying. By giving Patches a chance, you’re showing someone who had the worst outlook on his future that not everyone in this new reality will turn on him, and that he CAN trust people.

I hope that this post will help people see Patches in a better light; he doesn’t seem to get enough credit as a character. I hope to look at other characters in the future, so please let me know about anyone that you would like to see here. Until next time!

#DARK SOULS #patches #solaire #lautrec #shiva #shiva of the east #petrus #humanity #patches is just Jeff Bezos on the come up #eat the fucking rich

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