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Oh to feel the hands of a craftsperson on my soul, but I am naught but a skittish thing

first draft of the citadel awakening section of the script written. congrats, we've allocated twice as many godshards to you as before. now you get two, one for the citadel, and one for the knight. as it turns out fragments of divinity are rich in emotional power

thinking about my Sapphic Pulp short story, "The Girl in the Mirror", for some reason

do y'all think sand man ever thought about what a beautiful art piece they would make if she just jumped into the crucible

I've been writing a lot of ideas about ghost mechs but I'm tired now so I think I'll make like an illusion and die because I attacked this turn

portent of doom (cute)

I'm eating the sand and melting it into a mirror in my mind

implanting a girl with a tribe of reticent glassblowers so that her kingdom will have plenty of fragile trinkets to be knocked over when I arrive

To the person doubting themselves. You're not too old to start a new hobby. You're not too late to get into art. You're not too green to get into writing. You're not unpracticed enough for singing. You got this, little by little -- oh that's a mirror I'm talking to.

"Doll. I release you from my service." The doll looks up from holding its witch's hand. "Why? I thought you'd rather..." "Have you until the end? Oh, but the end has already come, my doll. All that's happening now is a disappointing and necessary epilogue."

The witch grips the doll's hand more tightly and raises it. "You've stayed with me long enough. Now it's time for you to search for a new purpose away from... This old faltering thing that I am." ...

"Maybe you're right. Maybe it is time that I find someone new to spend my life with." "Attadoll."

"But at least for now, I'm going to stay with you until the end. I'm going to make as many memories with you as I can. I'm not leaving your side until I bury you with my own two hands." The doll squeezes the witch's hand.

"This is an epilogue to a wonderful story. And every star in the sky won't stop me from reading it till the end." The witch nods. "Very well. I won't stop you." The witch closes her eyes. "Thank you."

several contracts, a holy text, and a script to bolt a knight into someone's skull my newest Situation is "several insanely hot things to work on, not enough energy or focus to do them in a reasonable amount of time" I need energy vampirism to be real so I can leech off my cultists

Women should have a little weight on them. Like livestock.

i keep thinking about that addendum to that one art piece about legally adopting your rival who’s older than you and then legally redacting their age and it is Festering into a truly rotten piece in my head

i went to the labyrinthian caverns of death and despair and everyone knew you. they said they couldnt wait for you to come back. your visage is carved in stone with "wretch" scrawled across it on most of the walls

armor is the bones of knights. a bone scientist confirmed this for me

I have to go through decontamination (spraying myself with fabreze after smoking so my brothers cat doesn't get scared of me)

its not a pretty little flower like it used to be but all flowers are always pretty so its good to shine in that sunlight

all my cigarettes are girls to me

being tied up to a rusty metal table with cables and wires and having your organs and cuts of meat neatly marked with dotted lines in a dimly lit concrete room that looks like you'd never be seen again from-- uhhh,,,, gghh-- hhhehehehehe,,,

I'm so excited for welcome home 3 actually

The rampant growth card symbolizes an invasive species

I need more proper dresses but they cost so much ;-;

maid's big day out

echolalia is when an invisible girl pulls your string over and over until it breaks

i find it interesting how hollowpoint rounds are intended to collapse as part of their design. expect a project called Hollowpoint Girls at some indefinite time in the future

need a girl to interrupt my conversation by walking up and putting a lightbulb in my mouth

its important that you know you can take off my arms at any time

40 y/o knight-captain and the early 20s princess she's been tasked with protecting since birth problematic age gap

a pure-neural interface for a mech is hyper-personalized system linking activation of specific pilot-side neural pathways and sequences of activations to mech-side processes instead of the skeletomuscular or cognitive reactions that they pilot-side would otherwise express.

chicken nurgles tonight queen?

the secret sauce for our mech pilots is that we are e lmgaging in at least as much medfet as we are hypnokink

razor wire vampire

delaying the inevitable 😌

Just in case bsky gets confused 🙂‍↕️

who want me

starting a civil war for geopolitical reasons is so blasé, real aristocrats start civil wars to seed a generation of emotionally broken child soldiers for the counter rebellion

It is and always important to re-build old connections with those you've lost, just because you drifted in the winds does not mean you are not missed you shall never know a bridge is gone until it is crossed, and you will always remain in other hearts, do not let each other's feel empty for lack

who else tryna get arrested for conspiracy to commit sodomy

its important that you grope me whenever you see me

the future liberals want

Mech Pilot (🦋)

the hubris-infested section of my soul says that I could handle the 3x spicy buldak ramen every other part of me says no the fuck I could not

guy whos just been boiling horses for fun voice: hey i could probably use this weird sludge for something

PREE AESMA YS-ASRAM, THE BLOODED ONE YS-PRAMA, HANSA, AND PRAT PAYAM, WHO TEMPER MY HEART [YISUN] ATRU VYAM— {FORGIVE ME FOR THIS CONSENT I AM ABOUT TO GIVE}