thistle's nail biting habit #dungeonmeshi

falin&thistle doodles

Thistle. King Freinag just named him after a flower and he didn’t have an official family so no surname. Maybe he has Mike’s surname now, but I forgot it

“oh. Then kill them first.”

“Stop lying. It’s stupid.”

“Why? You seem unwell.”

Thistle sat down next to him and stared at the floor too. He continued to just sit like this for several minutes before finally speaking. “Hello. Do you feel empty today?”

//maybe the honest lawyer! He is a very blunt and honest person

”We used to make them slightly differently back home, but I don’t remember what was different about them. Sometimes I don’t remember anything about anything at all and I am just empty.”

Thistle continued to lie there, shivering slightly as he slowly tried to will himself to get up. He stared at him. His brow wrinkled in irritation. Why couldn‘t he do such a simple thing as deciding to get up? It was not as though his body was frozen! He was just cold. He didn’t even have to get +

Thistle laid down on the frosty grass until he started shivering and going slightly purple.

good morning, thistle #dungeonmeshi

His ears pricked up. “I like cookies.”

“No. It’s stupid.” he frowned.

“Oh.” he blinked, before slowly stumbling after him.

Elf teen on the feed staring into your soul.

X users will still find a way to beg people to return. Like if people wanna leave, just let them. Like STFU WHY ARE TOU MFS SO COMFORTABLE WITH GROK EDITING BIKINIS ON CHILDREN??? WHY ARE YOU ALL IGNORING THAT?? CONVENIENCE OVER ETHICS IS CRAZY

Thistle smiled at him. His hair was down and knotty, long and all over the place — it needed to be tied up or hairs would certainly get into the cookie mix.

“Mike. Father. Teach me how to make cookies.” Thistle stared at him. @an-endless-cycle.bsky.social

“What? How is a raven like a writing desk? That makes no sense.”

//Thistle is disabled and needs help with BADLS (basic activities of daily living) which are things like going to the toilet, eating and getting changed

((Temp Pinned A healer from another age, willpower given manifest by an eldritch being from beyond the stars, fate intertwined with that being's corpse. Unable to die, and happy to live. A multiverse-travelling healer. General rules: themidgardlibrary.neocities.org/info-and-rules ))

“Mhmmm…” he hummed faintly, slowly sitting up. Thistle was very small, only around 130cm tall. He stared up at Allyster with violet eyes. “…I live in the Golden Castle.” he paused,” In the Kingdom of Melini.” Thistle forgot to introduce himself.

Thistle was small and malnourished-looking, brown skin slightly ashen and lips a little blue from the cold. His arms and legs were covered in goose flesh. It didn’t help that all he was wearing was a cotton nightgown. His eyes were distant. He didn’t respond at first, but eventually seemed to +

“Lots of people. I have Mike. He gives me a hug sometimes. You should hug him.”

//also one pet peeve I have about discord rp servers on disboard is a lot of the time they won’t specify whether they’re oc only or not so i’ll join then see it’s oc only and leave . idk I wish they would specify more

//hm,, I join discord servers for rps as well and usually I use mad mage thistle because it’s easier to like make him fit . it’s kinda hard for my post canon thistle to fit because he needs to be looked after and stuff and people seem to find interacting with him difficult. i wanna rp him more +

* Happiness has to be fought for. [ ❤️ + 🔄 ] #TEMPORARYPIN #MVRP / #MULTIVERSERP #SFWRP / #NSFWRP (for blood and death and stuff I'm not posting lewd on the TL) #OCRP / #OC

//this elf boy has an elopement risk //look away from him too long and he’s climbing out of a window, walking too near the edge of a cliff or deciding to wander into the ocean

how did you stop hurting? / i didn't.

//I feel like most people don’t like / aren’t interested in doing rps where they have to look after someone else because I tend to get a lot less interactions here than with other accounts

“Is this real?” Thistle felt strange, as though he were in a dream.

me when people rp thisrle being looked after with me … like yes scoop him up and give him food//

//haven’t beeen on bluesky since last year

* 𝙰𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎. * 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎, 𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝. [ 𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚁𝚃 ]

“Hello.” a long pause, “What are you doing now?”

He tilted his head. “You do not have the sensation to feel warmth?”

“It’s okay. I don’t mind.” he replied, fiddling with the hem of his nightgown before suddenly sitting down on the floor.

“Yes. His name is Mike Young. He showed me ‘Animal Crossing’ and ‘Mario Kart’.”

He shook his head. “No. Who is she?”

“Depends on your definition of ’well.’“ he shrugged, “I could be worse. I like living with Mike.”

”I don’t…Well. I /do/ know. That creature…The demon. It ate my desires. It licked them out of me until I was empty. They did not expect me to survive. But I did. Del—…Yaad had the servants look after me, and they would spoon feed me but I would often refuse so sometimes they force fed me instead.+

“…I know, logically, I need to eat more. But I just don’t ever feel like I need it.” he sighed, “… I don’t get hungry. When I eat, it is like trying to eat when you are already full. I have to force myself to eat even a little bit and it is exhausting.”

“Oh. You healed me.” due to being an elf and skilled mage, he quickly noticed the spell. “…I suppose you would be fine if I held back. But I still don’t have enough mana. I don’t eat enough for that.”

”…I don’t want to hurt you. Mike would not like that. I don’t … have enough mana anymore, anyway…” a little bit of blood leaked from his nose and he swayed a little.

Thistle held out his hand, conjuring a roaring flame. He closed his fist and it vanished.

“Hm. Yes. I don’t like lying.” he picked at his finger, “I used to be a mage. Well. I guess I used magic that one time on that ghost, but I don’t really use magic anymore.”