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trashcanplant · 3 months
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An Encounter in a Manor
Deirdre was walking with Marnie around Home one chilly weekend, down the path by the lake and the fence.
“I don’t understand why you keep writing all these love stories, Deirdre. In all our years of friendship, never have you been the romantic type. What changed?” Marnie asked her friend. She was bundled up in even more layers. The cold air nipped at her skin and made the musician shudder.
“Am I not allowed to have a new interest? I didn’t start a big huff when you took up woodworking, now did I?”
“No, I suppose you didn’t.” Marnie sighed. She paused, looking off to the side. She spotted a new building. It was a decadent manor with a little porch. It had detailed wooden beams and a fine brick. A fireplace was on the side, and a light amount of smoke escaping it.
“How interesting is that? It seems someone’s moved in right under our noses!” Marnie remarked. Deirdre turned and nodded.
“Oh how lovely! If I’m not mistaken that looks to be Edwardian.” The teacher mentioned, approaching it. Marnie grabbed her pig friend, pulling her back.
“We shouldn’t- it’s cold out and we don’t want to be a bother to our new neighbor. Plus, it’d be a better idea to bring a gift along with us! That and our other neighbors.” She chided Deirdre gently. She groaned, pulling her along and up the porch.
“Marnie, let’s just introduce ourselves! We hardly ever get out and meet new people. I don’t want to pass on this chance!” Deirdre said with gusto as Marnie followed her to the door. She rang the doorbell with a press of her hoof and waited patiently.
A woman taller than both of them opened the door. She had curly strawberry blonde hair and a long feminine face. She looked down them with a smile. She was wearing a blue dress with floral print.
“Good afternoon! May I help you?” She spoke with a slightly posh accent. She held her hands in front of her. Deirdre looked on in awe and Marnie slinked behind her.
“My name is Deirdre, and this is Marnie. We’d like to be some of the first to welcome you to this neighborhood!” The teacher spoke gleefully.
“Oh my, you came all the way out here to welcome me? That’s so nice of you. I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Please, do come inside for tea.” The woman said with a polite smile. She opened her home to them, and they came inside from the cold.
Entering the little manor was like stepping from winter into spring. The house was warm, full of plants and fine decor. This was only the entryway. Beyond the arch was a little sitting room where the woman was pouring two cups of tea. It smelled like jasmine.
Deirdre took off her coat, adjusted her tie and entered the sitting room while Marnie took off a coat, a shawl, a scarf, a second shawl, and a cardigan to finally be in her usual thick sweater and shawl. She joined her best friend in the room with the woman.
“My apologies for forgetting to introduce myself! My name is Minerva Mannerly, welcome to my home.” She said kindly, sitting down across from the more seasoned neighbors.
“It’s no problem at all, Minerva. It’s very nice to meet you.” Deirdre said, taking the china teacup in her hoof.
“You as well. Please, do tell me about yourselves.” Minerva prompted. Marnie looked to Deirdre who took the lead.
“Well, I’m a teacher. I teach at the boarding school by Howdy’s, you just follow the path for a little bit and it’s there. Marnie here is a musician, she plays so many different instruments it’s incredible.” She explained, taking a sip of tea. Minerva oohed and have a gentle clap.
“Do you perform frequently?” She asked. Marnie cleared her throat, holding the teacup to warm her hands up.
“N-no, I mostly teach my neighbors.” Marnie murmured anxiously. Minerva shook her head gently.
“Oh thats interesting!” She replied politely. Minerva drank her tea to fill the silence. Deirdre looked at Marnie and cleared her throat. The musician sighed, sitting up straighter.
“Thank you for having us in your beautiful home. What do you do for a living?” Marnie asked, albeit with halted words.
Minerva smiled at the compliment.
“Oh, I don’t do much. But I do frequently host little cotillions and parties. I do love to throw parties.” The posh woman spoke then took a sip of her tea.
“Oh, I love parties! That’s so interesting. And you said cotillion balls? How frequently do you host them?” Deirdre piped up. Minerva looked at her with a smile.
“Oh, once every month or so. I say, you can never go wrong with being a little bit fancy sometimes! It just as we do as fine, upstanding women, is it not?” She replied. Marnie gave a halfhearted smile and held her cup like it would break if she let go of it.
Deirdre glanced at Marnie and snickered quietly. Marnie chuckled, wiping her eye of a tear before she finally spoke up again.
“Yes, we are all fine, upstanding, socially responsible women.” She giggled. Deirdre nearly dropped her tea cup. Minerva looked on confused, but she began to chuckle.
“Is- is there a joke? Is it funny?” Minerva asked with a polite grin. The teacher and the musician looked to each other, sighing as their laughter halted.
“Right, I suppose I should explain that. In college, Marnie and I had a professor who was a tad off in the head. He’d constantly say that ‘fine, socially responsible women should not be in his class’. It was a common math class. We always poked fun at him behind his back.” Deirdre explained. Minerva tilted her head in a confused motion.
“I don’t get it..” she mumbled. Minerva cleared her throat and put a smile back on her face.
“But I’m certain we will make plenty of jokes and have loads of fun together!” The posh woman said happily. Deirdre nodded.
“Absolutely. I suppose we should be going… Marnie’s already left to put her layers back on.” She said with an awkward chuckle. Deirdre fixed her hair.
“We really should stay in touch though. I can give you my personal number, and we can arrange a time to meet? Maybe I can get Marnie to bring her cello along. She does better when she doesn’t have to talk, really.”
“Oh, but of course! Whatever makes her feel comfortable. I shouldn’t want a new friend of mine to be forced into a situation that she wouldn’t like.” Minerva said. She held her hands together politely.
With a wave, the two women were off and walking away from the manor.
“Deirdre?”
“Yes, Marnie?”
“She was nice. That was uncomfortable, but I heard her say I was her friend. That makes me happy.” The musician said softly. Snow crunched under their feet as they walked, passing by birds cooed quietly. The world was still for a moment, and Deirdre smiled.
“I’m glad you’re happy. You know, we really should get out more. Who knows what new friends we’ll meet?” She asked. They looked forward at the path and snow began to fall.
“Absolutely not.” Marnie said with a giggle.
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dokani · 9 months
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decided i’m gonna get this printed as a poster and just hang it above my bed so each morning i can wake up feeling like a victim of medical malpractice
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lambment · 2 months
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a mutual understanding, part 2/2 (X)
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critterbitter · 3 months
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A trip down memory lane! Though the tower seems to have changed…
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Celestial tower! Built during the direct aftermath of the Founding Unovan Civil War, it remains a cultural landmark in memory of those lost in the fire and storm.
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Time has dulled the scars left behind by the twin dragons. Today, the tower is primarily used as a mausoleum (the preferred method of burial are urns) and, well, a tourism site. Legend says if you climb to the top of the tower and ring the bell, you can lay your ghosts to rest. But mostly? You can ring a GIANT bell.
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Course, you gotta GET to that bell first.
Masterpost for more pokemon shenanigans here!
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undertheredhood · 8 months
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any dc character: *confessing something about their past they kept hidden out of fear/shame*
their batfam bff who had already known for a while and is now desperately trying to hide that they knew the truth this entire time: “oh, wow! that is so crazy, i am so sorry you had to go through that.”
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daeyumi · 1 month
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i love it when ppl put kirby into desserts
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un-pearable · 7 months
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ngl one of the most useful things i’ve internalized from doing art online is never tell people what to criticize. don’t preemptively apologize for things or point out where you think you fumbled, it’s just priming people to notice minor issues that might not actually matter and hit you where you’re sensitive and throw you off your game. don’t tell people your weak points. if it’s a genuine problem they’ll point it out
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twinstxrs · 1 month
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so much happened in this whole episode but i’m still on fig infiltrating ruben’s dream, making it look like the place where his friend was murdered, and then disguising herself as kipperlilly & repeatedly saying different variants of “somebody needs to take the fall for this, and it’s not going to be me. it’s going to be you.” while adaine as the elven oracle shows up next to her. can you imagine waking up from that, the idea of a horrible truth being pinned on you by your friend to save her own skin while the personification of fate and destiny stands there, almost as a promise that this is GOING to happen to you. we don’t even know if this kid is guilty. my god.
#fantasy high#dimension 20#fhjy#fhjy spoilers#fantasy high junior year#fig faeth#ruben hopclap#lucy frostblade#the rat grinders#adaine abernant#kipperlilly copperkettle#watching fig terrorize him like girl!!! we don’t even know if he’s guilty!!!!#this might just be for me but i do not think 5 teenagers willingly brutally killed their friend idk#like there just has to be some other element to it and i am very scared to find out what that was#what if they were put in a position where they felt there was/there was no other choice… like oh my god#my comedy brain is having fun but my ‘this is a teenager’ brain is in such deep distress all the time this season#the rat grinders i trust brennan to not make u cartoonishly evil so i am holding u as gently as i can in my confused shaky hands#also with the devil’s nectar i’ve been wondering why they all seem so well-adjusted & now i’m curious if they’ve been intentionally-#changing their memories in a way so that either the trauma is lesser or they think they aren’t guilty. idk#but it seems like from how gertie was talking she was making it more recently so the well adjustedness from early jy doesn’t quite add up#they could have another source maybe??? idk i’m just low stakes 4 a.m. spitballing here#there’s also the strong possibility that they’re aware of what happened but they weren’t the ones who killed lucy. idk who knows#the way you could probably devil’s nectar yourself into believing it wasn’t your fault someone died… CRAZY IMPLICATIONS!!! CRAZY IDEA!!!#anyways the bad kids & the rat grinders don’t ever have to like each other but i do wonder if at least some of those kids deserve a chance
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favroitecrime · 7 months
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Palestinian freedom fighters breaking out of Gaza and reclaiming their occupied territories. They’ve taken over israeli tanks and have chased out the settlers that were on that land. They’ve launched rockets everywhere and the iron dome has failed to intercept. This is about to mark a momentous event in history.
From the river to the sea, Palestine will be free.
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royaltea000 · 24 days
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he survives off echolocation alone
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puppetmaster13u · 4 months
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Prompt 146
So. Dan is a combination of both Danny and Vlad. Which he has never had an issue with before, but this is just frustrating. It’s not like he can’t deal with the fact the combination of the obsessions forms a protect family one, and he can deal with it. It’s not like he has one anymore. 
Which is where the gobsmacked annoyance came from- he was planning on destroying his sort-of past-self, showing this was inevitable. But his obsession, apparently like his old man, decided instead to latch onto the kid, definitely not helped by the fact the brat is like two years dead. If that, he can’t recall, all his ghostliness knows is that the brat is a fucking baby. 
He was going to destroy him, he swore! That had been the plan! So how the fuck did he get to helping the brat and the brat’s Jazz packing bags to run away? How the fuck is he responsible parent material, because he is damn sure he definitely isn’t. 
Damnit. He’s taking this half-grown clone daughter too. Fuck Vlad, he can rot in that thermos and the Fentons can stay trying to figure out why the portal is no longer working. Being the responsible one sucks though, he’d rather go back to destroying the world but killing the league a second time also sounds like too much work right now. Damnit again. 
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is this something
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laniidae-passerine · 6 months
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anyway the stizzy energy is going crazy. Izzy is devoting significant time to Stede, calling him Captain, admitting he loves Ed to Stede and trusting him not to make fun or be cruel about it, giving Stede advice, fighting on his behalf and as part of his crew, making sex jokes to and about him - while Stede is completely comfortable with Izzy to the point of once again being undressed in front of him and snarking at him in a playful way and actually taking his advice. this shit is insane
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deityofhearts · 5 months
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sure you have the power of friendship on your side but have you considered that we have the power of EVIL friendship on ours?
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sweetest-honeybee · 1 year
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OH pls accept this doodle I did yesterday bc I thought it would be cute so out some hearts on Howdy’s hands and they’ve very kissable anyways
I also saw some art of an Eddie/Frank/Howdy poly ship and it gave me feelings
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twinstxrs · 2 months
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this is such a simple but good bad kids friendship moment to me. fabian being the first one to say hi to gorgug when he shows up in the middle of the investigation, followed by fig. gorgug saying hi but communicating that he doesn’t want to talk & them both not understanding but going “okay.” gorgug saying hi to riz as a form of acknowledgement even though he’s in full blown investigative mode & probably hasn’t realized gorgug is there yet. gorgug feeling comfortable enough to just put on his headphones & unwind while sitting there with his friends. they’ve come so far from freshman year ❤️
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