“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.

“Earth?” he stared at the floor, blinking slowly, “…Well, I know I’m standing on earth.“ He kicked at the soil. “Hm…”

“Yes! I mean no. You can come and have dinner in my cottage.”

Even if I end up broken, if I can protect everyone else, I will do it. If I can do that, it doesn't matter to me if I break one day. I lost my reason for living a long time ago.

“I can make a warm bowl of pumpkin soup! With magic!”

All I see in everything is 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𓈒

and the idea of being alone, not because the world is forcing you to be alone but because you are the person causing your aloneness.

“Ugh! I /will/ find him! I don’t care about your stupid opinion!”

Because this is the moment you realize something inside you is 𝖇𝖗𝖔𝖐𝖊𝖓 𓈒 And it can 𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 be 𝐟𝐢𝐱𝐞𝐝 𓈒

He grit his teeth. “I’m fed up of people spouting this stupid nonsense. You are not going to change my mind. I don’t give up just because people say it’s ‘impossible’ or ‘inevitable’. I will find Delgal and we will be together forever.”

Thistle was scowling. He was having period cramps and he was incredibly fed up about it. He did NOT want to be dealing with any stupid shit today.

“Ugh! Why does everyone keep /saying/ that when I have already cured aging and healing and bound souls so that they may stay forever so I can return them to their bodies? Delgal said he didn’t want to die. He was afraid. He’ll never need to be afraid again!”

i’m not gonna feel sorry for you. if you don’t like feeling pain, then you can just sit here and let them kill you! crying isn’t going to solve anything either!

My 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 is 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘭𝘺 a 𝕭𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 at all , heeding to e̲v̲e̲r̲y̲b̲o̲d̲y̲'̲s̲ call .. Is there a 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄 that I can 𝕯𝐑𝐀𝐖 𖤠

“Oh, yes, that is true. I usually say burn to ash. I think I was thinking about melting armour at the same time…”

“Me neither! I hate liars so I KILL them I MELT THEM all to ASH!”

“When they say they are being just but they’re just evil!!”