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@apatheticarcher
âMood: Apathetic.â
Iâm stuck at work doing a double today so like this for an ask from Pythonâs Heroes verse!
I'm stuck at work doing a double today so like this for an ask from Python's Heroes verse!
Peer into my muse's memories
â€ïž- A happy memory that makes them smile
đ- A sad memory that makes them cry
đ- A memory that makes them feel angry
đ- A memory that makes them feel guilty
đ- A memory about one of their loved ones, happy or sad
đ- A memory that leaves them feeling lonely
âŁ- A memory that leaves them laughing
đ- A memory about their significant other
đ- A memory about their children
đ- A memory about their friends
đ- A memory about a good deed they did
đ- A memory that made them feel special
đ- A memory that made them feel loved
đ- A memory that gets their heart pounding
đ- Wildcard!!!
shiftlessarcher ---> apatheticarcher
got that good name lads.
gjollrbruâ:
How do you even begin to convince your newly wed husband that thereâs nothing that you want more than to start a family? Well, perhaps Forsyth would take Python on a walk in the town that they now live in, and perhaps his heart would swell every time he saw a family taking a stroll through the marketplace. He would take his loverâs hand and squeeze it tightly when he saw mothers holding their infantsâ thinking of how much he wanted to fall asleep with a baby on his chest while his husband held them close.
â In all of the chaos weâve been in as of late⊠I forgot how peaceful this place was. My duty as a knight may never rest, yet I canât help but feel like I would love to linger here a bit longer. â Now that he had became a knight, itâs not that Forsyth had gotten soft, rather, he felt like the biggest burden on his chest finally had been lifted. He had proved himself worthy, and now he could afford to relax ever so oftenâ He could afford to make room in his life for a family. â Ah, look at all of the families out today, they look so happy donât you think? Would it be foolish of me to think of if we were like them someday? âÂ
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Walking through the quiet village, every day like the one before, full of little people waking up and going through the day. Baking their bread, plowing the fields and recovering from the war and famine. This wasnât the place they grew up, no, that was farther south and much more intolerable. There was no way heâd go back.
It was strange, this town life heâd set himself up with with his best friend and now husband. If youâd ask him just months ago if heâd ever settle down and marry someone, let alone the one man he truly called his best friend, heâd think them insane. But here he was, holding hands with him, strolling early in the morning as everyone went about their lives. Forsyth of course, was bubbling with excitement, pointing every other shop and activity out. It brought a small microscopic smile to the archerâs face. He never changed.
âEasy there Fors.â He replies diligently, pulling his husband along past the gathering of mothers with their mewling newborns and the small gathering of young children getting ready to play. âWe just started, this stuff takes him.â Thereâs a pause, and he adds âI need time.âÂ
It was strange, strictly speaking, because he wasnât used to this life. His parents hadnât wanted him, there was never affection in his home, and he didnât want for a family because of that. Now that everything was different, he just needed time to adjust. He gives the otherâs hand a small squeeze.Â
âIâm sorry, I think itâd be nice maybe. Iâm just... not ready to take care of a messy, stinky, expensive mewling baby yet. I like my sleep.â
shiftlessarcher ---> apatheticarcher
got that good name lads.
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Python
I. THE FAIRY  .  chipped nail polish . glitter highlight . tall trees with smooth bark . tangled hair . the taste of cinnamon sugar  . talking too loud and too fast . overgrown flowers in your hair . crumbling buildings reclaimed by nature . flirting  . walking home at 3am with no coat . platonic hand-holding . blowing smoke out of your nose. dragonfly wings . chaotic good . freckles . fairy rings . secret meetings  .  gender nonconformity  . leather . smudged eyeliner . forbidden fruit .
II. THE REAPER  .    computer errors  . a shiver down your spine .  haunting beauty . hard liquor . crowns of thorns . shadowed alleyways . decaying plant matter . shattered mirrors and broken glass . corrupted memories  . stopped clocks . the scent of stale cigarettes .tattered black hoodies . walking your friends home . the crescent moon . the sea .  a graveyard on a foggy day . cold rings on cold fingers . absolution . looking out the window of an airplane . soft kisses .
III. THE WITCH  . graffiti  . pretending to know what youâre doing . worn paperback books . growing up too fast . parsley , sage , rosemary , and thyme . lace and combat boots . moth wings . candles on every surface . a weathered deck of cards . turning the music up . fireflies in jars  . calloused fingers .  drawing on your skin . sunlight filtering through clouds .petrichor  . a dying rose in a jar . wearing a crystal pendant . illusions and spells  . black cats  .mint gum . chapped lips . dirt under your fingernails . the cycle of life and death  .
IV. THE WOLF  . murders of crows .  frost-bitten leaves .  wolves howling at midnight .knocking on your door. leaving food out for stray animals . the twang of an acoustic guitar . honey . tiny red buds on trees .  claw marks on the walls . golden eyes . slightly too long stubble . sharp canines . soft ,  thick fur . hunger. a small cottage in the middle of the woods . knitted fingerless gloves  . sleeping on the forest floor . always finding your way back home .
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[ gjollrbru => forsyth ] " Will you go with me? "
âAs much as I donât want to,â And he really, really didnât want to go. âYeah. Yâknow Iâll follow you to the ends of the god damned Earth. If I donât, youâll wind up dead or somethinâ.â He leaves out the parts where, Forsyth is a major part of his life, and if he lost him, there wouldnât be any point to keep going.
What if he loses him in this world? And never sees him again? So, even if every fiber of his being is telling him to go back, find a way back to Valentia, Python instead puts a hand on his best friendâs shoulder. âWell, letâs go. Adventure aint gonna find itâs self is it.â He says sarcastically, yet still with a find tone hidden behind.
âAw hell, whereâd we end up now?â This wasnât home. This aint Valentia. He aint even sure heâs still in reality. âAnd whoâs tha fugly lookinâ bastard with that plate over his face?â
He just came for a drink, and now this guy is saying heâs handsome?? and he has a nice smile? What the fuck does he want? Or maybe he just is over all really nice? But then no one ever says he has a nice smile...
â. . . . . . . uh, let me think on that.â Shoulda ordered two. Just grab the drink and hightail it out before you start getting heated in the face Python.
That lonâqu guy, he wasnât bad. But Python couldnât find the energy in him to clap or give some sort of congratulatory response. This match wasnât what was interesting to him at the moment. However, he glances to the board announcing the others.Â
That one kid in beasts fighting the dragon. Thatâs what he wanted to see despite a lack of interest in anything but Saber and Jesseâs pub like booth. The archer can recall when he was subject to the beast category too and the terrible beating he got from that. Oh yeah. The one everyone in the deliverance saw.
His head still pounded from that, even now. Though itâs not like heâd say anything. Instead, he opts to comment as the current match ends.
âIâm sure if Alm was in that battle that guy would be bested. The bigger they are, the harder they fall.â
âItâd be much more a compellinâ fight if he was fightinâ someone besides himself.â
Sentence Starters
âIâve never seen one of these completely to my taste so i decided to make my own!
ANGST
âI canât do anything right.â
âPlease donât cry.â
âWhy are you awake right now?â
âWhy are you lying to me?â
âWake up! Please wake up.â
âForget it, youâre a fucking asshole.â
âDonât you ever do that again!â
âIs that blood?â ââŠ..No?â
âPlease donât lie to me again, I canât take it.â
âDo you even still love me?â
âNobodyâs seen you in days.â
âWhy are you awake?â
âIâm worried about you.â
âCan you shut up for once in your life?â
âHolding everything in doesnât help, you know.â
âAre you hurt?â âNo.â âThen why are there bruises all over your face?â
âIf you donât hug me right now I think I might fall apart.â
âLeave! Me! Alone!â
FLUFF
âGo with me?â âAs long as you hold my hand.â
âIs there a reason youâre blushing like that?âÂ
âHave you seen my hoodie?â âNooo.â âYouâre wearing it, arenât you?â
âHave you always been this beautiful?â
âOH youâre jealous!â
âCan we stay like this forever?â
âPlease just kiss me already.â
âI think you might be my soulmate.â
âSleep over? Please?â
âAre we on a date right now?â
âI think Iâm in love with you.â
âHeâs so pretty I think Iâm gonna faint.â
âAre you flirting with me?â âYou finally noticed?â
âAm I your lockscreen?â âYou werenât supposed to see that.â
âI missed you so much.â
âDo you think the moon is jealous of how pretty you are?â
âIâm here for you.â
âI wish we could live together already.â
MISC
âAll I do is drink coffee and say bad words.â
âQuit touching me, your feet are cold!â
âI think I just ripped my pants.â
âSharing is caring, now give me the hoodie!â
âCan I pet your dog?â âDo I know you?â
âDid you seriously just get your foot stuck in a toilet?â âMaybe.â
âIf I die, Iâm haunting you first.â
âBut Iâve never told you that before.âÂ
âStop being grumpy, itâs lame.â
âSo, uh, I locked the keys in the car.â
âIs the cat in a onesie?â âUh, no?
âCan we please stop running? I think Iâm dying.â
âYou come here often?â âWell, I work here. So I think Iâd have to say âyesâ.â
âArenât we supposed to be working?â
âGive me attention.â
âYOU SAID TO BE HONEST STOP HITTING ME!â
âOkay, so maybe I didnât see that coming.â
âIâm too sober for this.â âYou donât even drink.â âMaybe I should start.â
âArenât we supposed to be working?â
He yawned loudly, the perfect, sunniest spot ruined with Alm reminding him they still had work to do. "Maybe. But this spot was callin' my name so here I am."
[ gjollrbru => forsyth ] "You had me so worried... I don't doubt your capabilities as a fighter, but sometimes I fear that I'll see you fall and you'll never get back up."
Python normally would have shrugged the comment off, but instead this time, he puts a hand on his friend's shoulder and does his best to be sincere but honest. "Look, don't let it beat you up too bad Fors." He starts "I chose to go down this road with you right? It's fine if you worry, but what happens, happened because I wanted it. I don't wanna die, so it won't happen."