@mccall-me-maurice My beautiful partner, they saved me in every way a person can be saved. I owe my relationship, my stability, and my circle of friends to them all because they decided to give the asshole a chance. I love you Teddy. You are, and will always be the one who completes me. š
@pinprickedroses My best friend, one of the best people I know. If I can make anyone feel even a fraction of how cared about and cherished he makes me feel, I'll be happy.
@snippedstems One of if not the nicest person I met through Tumblr, I don't talk to him as much as I should but he's rlly chill.
@jasper-remade Quite possibly the funniest person to exist, everything he posts makes me laugh for longer than it should.
@random-bonnie She's genyinly one of the nicest people I've met, gives really good advice.
@ralphingly I don't talk to him alot, but he's really nice and owns my favorite LoTF headcannons.
@seasidebreeze Genuinely very nice, I genuinely miss talking to her about her oc's. She just genuinely has a vibe I fuck with.
@foragergnome So unbelievably cool, makes me actively want to start playing DnD again, creator of Thomas Raven everyone should give Ronnie a high five. Also my GO TO OTGW MOOT ILY RONNIE.
@feathery-bastard The OTHER father of Judas, how could I not include Crow. Creator of one of the most diva oc's to exist.
@sisigull One of THE COOLEST PEOPLE to bounce oc concepts off of, very talented writer parent of Ernst but more importantly LIUJIN MY BELOVED. Also the one to encourage me to pursue Cain's lore.
@kunfire parent of one of my favorite LoTF oc's, the evil gay Everette. Incredibly nice and INCREDIBLY TALENTED WRITER. Their writting makes my dyslexia SCREAM. That's how you know it's good. One of my favorite artists.
@conchcorner incredibly talented artist, the ONLY person to have ever drawn Mary (the bird not the oc). Have some ABSOLUTELY FIRE IDEAS I LOVE TALKING TO THEM.
@the-universe-carries-on could've sworn I already had him on here. The father of the LoTF oc fandom, one of the reasons this fandom feels so comfortable.
@xcherrylimeadex one of the most genuinely funny and charismatic people I've met. Reminds me A LOT of Sammy. Owner of the pintrest board that has art refs for EVERYTHING. She's REALLY talented and you should consider following her even if you aren't part of the fandom.
I've kinda sorta been watching TADC episodes with my sister when my niece is over, and she doesn't know many things aside from the first couple episodes and stuff about some of the characters I like, and characters my neice likes and we watched episode 2 before heading out to the fair.
And the interaction between Ragatha and the fucking big evil going like "That just sound like murder" "is it really murder if it's delicious?" When the only citizens made of candy are the big evil, the gummy squad, and princesses Loolilalu. Like, that genuinely IS just murder.
I don't post about the gravity falls fandom much because the gravity falls fandom likes jumping me for my takes.
But I find it hilarious that Bill said in the book of Bill that out of infinite realities there was only one where the twins survived, when that's not how infinity works, AND Bill gets everything by manipulating people and is probably the most unreliable narrator in the world.
I don't post about the gravity falls fandom much because the gravity falls fandom likes jumping me for my takes.
But I find it hilarious that Bill said in the book of Bill that out of infinite realities there was only one where the twins survived, when that's not how infinity works, AND Bill gets everything by manipulating people and is probably the most unreliable narrator in the world.
[ At the edge of the beach stands a young woman, with dark brown hair and a simple look on her face. She isn't looking out at the ocean, but down at the sand. She plucks a shell from the golden sand and washes it off in the ocean water that flows to her ankles.
On her walk back up to the pile of shoes that is growing to fetch her own, she runs into Daphne. The woman's eyes widen in recognition of something left unsaid. She runs over and holds the shell out in her open palm. ]
"I saw you earlier looking for your bag. It had a bunch of jewelry in it, so I thought I'd get you a shell to wear as a necklace. A small thing to make you feel pretty!
That tall man helped you out with it, didn't he? What a gentleman he must be, to help a lady in need. He was so mysterious..."
[ The young lady gushes, a dusting of pink across her cheeks as she speaks of the man who helped Daphne. She composes herself. ]
"My name is Leslie. Did you happen to have a spare dress? I feel like my own is awfully exposing."
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[ Daphne pauses for a moment, looking down at the woman who had just given her the shell. It was beautifully in tact, Daphne had only seen broken fragments of shells when she had walked the shoreline. She wraps the string around her neck without a word to Leslie, silently signifying her appreciation for the gift. ]
[ Daphne sighs at Leslie's words about the young man that had aided Daphne with her bag earlier. Leslie was right, there was something mysterious about the man, but Daphne saw something that perhaps Leslie could not. Despite the minuscule gesture that gave Daphne her bag back into her own hands, there was something deeper beneath the man's skin that she knew brewed like a storm. ]
"Thank you, Leslie. I appreciate the gift." [ Daphne smiles gently before moving to stand next to Leslie, her back facing the forest and her gaze reaching the water's edge. She longed to dip more than her feet into the cool blue, but knew that a lady would never risk her appearance for her own childish wonder. Daphne wondered if Leslie felt the same. If society's boney hands still grasped at her ankles the way they did to Daphne. ]
"You ought to be careful with the men on this island, Leslie. Not all of them are as nice as they seem. There will be one day where they all realise that there is nobody left on this island to tell them what not to do, and they will indulge their every last desire, as men tend to do. A man may seem kind at first, with his mysterious demeanour, or how much of a gentleman his mother may have raised him to be. But beneath every man's skin is something that urges them to do wrong, and you will have to live with those consequences for the rest of your days if you choose him. He will bruise you and your ego, and reduce you to something you can't even fathom of becoming. You will grovel at his feet and beg like a dog with no respect left to keep him near. This is no place to find a husband." [ Daphne pauses for a moment, with the expression of someone who has seen firsthand the consequences pf the actions she warns Leslie of. Daphne gnaws on her bottom lip before smiling to herself and turning to Leslie. ]
