//just found out we breached the 1.5c limit of global warming //rip

Thistle was asleep in his bed. A rare occasion. He was curled up in a ball going hrrrgg mimimimimimi and looked surprisingly cute, probably because of the lack of a deep frown and intense staring-into-your-soul eyes as well as his small stature.

//okay so: if my thistle can sense people through the walls and floors, how can he not find delgal? //1) he can’t easily distinguish whose footsteps are whose and there are so many it’s overwhelming //2) he was not paying attention when delgal left because he didn’t notice until a while

“Ugh! That’s even /worse/, sneaking around like a grubby little /thief./ Deceitful filth. I /hate/ deceitful filth.” he ranted angrily, stomping around before pausing as he remembered something. Yes, he could sense people through the walls and floors when he paid attention to it. He’d forgotten +

“Good! You better be. What have you been up to?”

a period of emptiness. everything feels so shallow. even happiness is dull. maybe everything would be better if nothing existed.

you do this， you do. you take the things you love and tear them apart.

i have a very childlike rage, and a very childlike loneliness.

i can’t be soft. i can’t let my guard down. i can’t be vulnerable, because they’ll all learn who i really am. i don’t want them to know how weak and pathetic i truly am. fragility is a curse.

since 13 i’ve spent my life building this giant teenage museum, mausoleum maybe, dutifully wolfishly writing every moment down, and repeating it all back like folklore. and now there isn’t any more of it

//I read this analysis on Thistle’s age and realised he’s basically the same age as Gon in elf years which makes it hilarious how he’s like ‘you’re a little kid! stop fighting people’ meanwhile hes the same age and wipes out armies www.tumblr.com/buttercupmel...

“Hello.”

“As do I.” he responded to Solarion’s mention of first hand experience, wrinkling his nose in derision before cheering up again as they returned to the topic of magic. “Yes, some spells are simply impossible for a mage to achieve without a constant flow of mana and something preventing overload. +

“How interesting—like a large mechanical homunculus or small mechanical golem? That Museum sounds quite grand, too! I had never heard of ‘comics superhero’ before.”

//saw someone mention dragging a city beneath the ocean //thistle dragged an entire country beneath the ocean. Fascinating little elf

when im angry, ill do anything to prove im still in control

“I am from a thousand years ago. Idiot.”

“You are already annoying me.” Thistle retorted, “By existing let alone doing anything.”

“Half of your vocabulary is just saying ‘fuck’ over and over. At least be creative with your vulgarity.” he rolled his eyes, crossing his arms.

…Thistle did not understand some of these words. “What nonsense are you nattering on about? What is a ‘Robot’ and what is a ‘comics superhero‘.”

“Hmph. Yes, most minor nobility are arrogant wastes of space and could do with losing some of their wealth. Honestly, any noble that isn’t royalty would deserve it. I’m not suggesting /you/ do any mind controlling of the citizens! If you try that I’ll kill you. I was going to do it. I have more +

“Do you even know how to speak properly?” he rolled his eyes, “A type of demi-human, apparently, but the reasons as to why they’re considered only demi human make absolutely no sense. They look a little like boar crossed with humans but they aren’t actually related to boar at all.”

“This is why incompetent fools like you shouldn’t be using teleportation spells.” he lectured, “I have seen many idiots teleport halfway through a wall and have their guts slide all over the place.” He paused, snickering. “It’s hilarious.”

“Language! A large monster dog that travels in packs and eats people alive. The orcs are good at taming them but I don’t really care because the orcs make up for it by killing plenty of intruders.”

“Extremely strange armour, to begin with.”

“Why do you look like that?”

“You will NOT be mind controlling King Delgal to steal his money! However mind controlling stupid people to make them not stupid anymore is a brilliant idea. I should design a spell that controls the citizens so they can behave gratefully for once and stop being so traitorous!”

“Perhaps it is the wargs. Sometimes they bark when they find someone tasty to eat.”

Thistle scowled. “How can you “unintentionally“ wander into a dungeon? Oh, yes, I see that dark and ominous passageway people are talking about being a dungeon. I totally believe that this is not a dungeon and now I’m going to walk inside. Oh, look, monsters. Totally not a dungeon I’m going to +

“What?! That’s disgusting! They should stop being such whores!”

He wrinkled his nose. ”Why didn’t you say that then? And surely it is normal to want to know someone well before doing such a thing.”

“No. Why are you getting sexual about pans? Are you some kind of cooking pervert?”

you’re breaking. you feel fractures run across you. out the cracks come anger, and then nothing at all. no king, no man, and no king’s man. the cracks were all there ever was.

“None of those terms make any sense. Stop swearing.”

you cannot save him. he will always die. you cannot save him. he will always die. you cannot save him. he will always die. you cannot save him. he will always die. you cannot save him. he will always die. ( but i have to try. )

He blinked blearily as suddenly they began floating, mind feeling confused and fuzzy. “…Oh. Usually my dreams are more painful.” it must be a dream, mustn’t it?

There was never meant to be a 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝕰𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 for us , was there 𖤠

//thistle would do this (well, if he wasn’t feeling homicidal). comment your character in a situation needing help and thistle will help them while insulting them

“I miss my brother…”

you are allowed to watch the sun swallow him whole and burn him up, to stain your fingers to the bone holding him together, to count the constellations in his eyes as they blink out . you are not allowed to save him.

is belonging and fulfillment possible without family? no. is it possible with family? / you can not connect if you keep answering no. / you can not keep your brother alive if you keep your mouth shut. / you can not keep your brother alive.

(literally so thistle </3)

It was a different passage this time! Instead of leading to the village with the castle, it lead to a cottage with oddly cartoon like proportions in a field full of rabbits. A phoenix watched from the chimney. +

//THSTLE AHHHH :,,( looking at the quotes that remind me of him ough…so tragic

you are killing me， and you are keeping me from dying. that is love.

i am not good. i am not virtuous. i am not sympathetic. i am not generous. i am merely and above all a creature of intense passionate feeling. i feel everything. it is my genius. it burns me like fire.

Please just speak to me. Please just say you need me.

but when she was scared, she became a child again, and she was more afraid of being a child again than anything else in her life

He beamed. “Yes. You can come right now! Come with me. Here, this way.” He walked towards what appeared to be a dead end.