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Hello!

I just want to make you happy! I heard there were a lot of people here, so I decided to come to try and make you all happy!

There isn’t much I can do on a blog, but I’m sure if we both believe enough, I can do whatever you put your mind to!

More things below the cut!

#ask blog #slay the princess #stp damsel #stp deconstructed damsel #deconstructed damsel #i made this blog on a whim because i feel like it #stp ask blog

Wha?! Who are you?! What are you doing here?! You would defile the resting place a fair maiden?

…Hm? A hunt? A scour? I know not what you speak of, scoundrel. I pay my respects to this lady in wait. May she someday rise once more.

You have… not found a Cuptain…!

<hello!>

<i’ve been posting to this blog every weekday since it’s inception (i think (good job me)) and uh. it’s gotten tiring. especially now when instead of drawing a deliberately simple doodle of a character i’m drawing someone with like 100 lines with every third piece of dialogue (that’s a lot to ask of one evening for me)>

<i’m putting this blog in a box, and it won’t stop existing even when i put it away. i’ll come back to it when i’m ready. could be a day, could be forever. but forever is such a long time, and i know i’d come back before forever was finished. i’ll always come back to the box, because i want to see how it ends. i want to see what it means to be whole.>

#<also the tower retail blog will still be active since it’s all text no standards>

Of course I want to see you again, I care about you. I never wanted you to get hurt, but... well, there's no changing the past, is there?

“What about you? Why did you wait?”

#did you smile?#>~V a web of nerves V~<#ch iii the gallery

(draws a moustache on the gallery)

“Did your mother never tell you not to touch the artwork?! You already doodled on one of my faces, was that not enough?”

“Oh it was hilarious, I love being reminded of how much of a blank canvas I am.”

“After all, I’m just a joke, aren’t I? I’m just here to make you happy!”

“Until you’re suddenly not happy anymore and you decide you’re done with me. Silly Damsel, she’s old news now! Might as well toss her aside and move on to someone else.”

#>~V a web of nerves V~<#did you smile?#oh! it’s me!#ch iii the gallery

“If you think I’m just going to let you in again, you’re wrong.”

The Gallery is now available for asks.

#oh! it’s me!#ch iii the gallery #<everyone give her a warm welcome! she hates you!>#<i’m quite fond of this design tbh>

Well. This is going to take more than some duct tape, huh-

“…You came back. I didn’t think you wanted to see me again.”

#>~V a web of nerves V~<#ch iii the gallery

(draws a moustache on one of the portraits)

#>~V a web of nerves V~<#ch iii the gallery

...damsel...are you alright? you seem...diffrent.

#>~V a web of nerves V~<#ch iii the gallery #<very lucky ibispaint just has the princess font lying around>

Well shit. Um. Can I just like. Tape the top part of her head back on??? Tada, problem solved, good as new-

But you don’t get the chance to tape her, nor will you ever. She is gone, and something different has taken her place.

Different, yet similar. It is coming. It is coming. It is coming. It is coming. It is coming. It is coming. It is coming. It is coming. It is coming. It is coming. It is coming. It is coming. It is coming. It is coming. It is coming. It is coming. It is-

#>~V a web of nerves V~<#ch iii the gallery #<her text will be put in the alt>#<very proud of how i pulled this off :3 >

Haha…

She is staring up at nothing. The stars she was gifted do not register.

I did wonderful. So many people are happy!

There’s just one left now.

One… left!

She glazes over a message. A single pair of words is all she needed after seeing it.

They want her to Slay herself.

…

She ponders the silly request. Someone wants to get a rise out her. Obviously, there’s no way she’d-

Okay.

Wait, what? She grips the blade in her hand and- no, she doesn’t do that! She doesn’t want to do that!

She immediately lets go of the blade, dropping it before it digs any further into her head.

She can’t even properly die anymore, so why is she humoring this!? She’ll just disappoint them! Besides, she’s still waiting for-

… She… collapses to the ground, the top half of her head falling a few feet away.

#Did you smile?#…#tw decapitation #(partial)#</loves me not/3

#</loves me not/3

flower for you 🌺

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Thank you!

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I’ve never seen this before!

…

It’s very pretty!

…

I must have made you happy! That makes me happy.

…

She’s humming something. It’s hard to make out, but you’ve heard it before. Or did she hear it before?

It’s nostalgic. Maybe romantic. No, not anymore. Not anymore.

…

She’s stopped.

#did you smile?#oh! it’s me!#</loves me not/3

Are you okay??? You seem… different

Of course I’m fine. I’ve just changed!

This just happens. Sometimes time passes and when you pass with it you’re not the same you you once were! Sometimes when it passes it’s violent and when you stitch yourself together again your pieces don’t fit the same way they used to. Sometimes when it passes it’s gentle and you barely even realize it passed until you notice something’s missing.

And sometimes you just realize something and that’s enough to change you too! It’s silly to expect me not to be different.

#did you smile?#</loves me not/3

Are you lonely?