FOR I WAS IN LOVE-

indie private fgo/ccc hans christian andersen

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maerchenbound -> @sinsoko

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      irl hc andersen was actually an accomplished paper cutting artist! think like a paper snowflake but way more complicated.

     hans still does them but mostly keeps them to himself or throws them away when they’re done- though it’s not uncommon to find little cut bits of paper left behind by accident if he’s been sat in one place for long enough. if he likes you enough (mermaid, any other child who’s grown on him despite his best efforts) he’ll let you be there when he’s doing them and give them to you when he’s done

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god i badly need to move the about here to a google doc and rewrite it but it’s hans love hour

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caimkairos​:

Daughter overload. She’s going to cry. She’s trying to hold these grocery store ‘includes a tattoo’ valentines like they are made of literal gold.

She can’t hold them all. They’re spilling off the desk.

She’s crying.

          Oh no.  Oh no.  This has not gone as planned.  Why is she crying?

          “Do you not like chocolate?  I... have caramels too.”

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@caimkairos​ (mermaid)

       “Hahahahah!  Take it!  Take all of it!”

        Hans is dumping a shopping bag full of sweets on his daughter and her chair.  “How’s about this?!”

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more misc memes

“  change isn’t easy.  ” “  i just wanted to say i’m sorry.  ” “  i guess being angry was/is just easier than being sad.  ”  “  what did you want to tell me?  ” “  it was supposed to be simple.  ” “  you’ve got blood on your shirt.  ” “  you can stay with me.  ” “  what did you want to show me?  ” “  i miss ____ more than i thought i would.  ” “  i don’t like to talk about it, but i wanted you to know.  ” “  shut up. please.  ” “  fuck off.  ” “  hush, i’m trying to kiss you.  ” “  you’re lucky you’re cute.  ” “  i fucked up.  ” “  i just want to take it all back.  ” “  i can’t sleep.  ”  /  “  can’t sleep?  ” “  we should get a pet.  ” “  if you have something to say, spit it out.  ” “  i’m allowed to be angry.  ” “  she/he aint even that cute.  ” “  just hold me.  ” “  do you want me to go?  ”   “  i just need time.  ” “  i already made my decision, you’re not going to change that.  ”   “  nothing you can say will surprise me.  ” “  everyone leaves, eventually. either they move on or they die. they leave and i’m left behind.  ” “  death is a part of life. i accepted that a long time ago.  ” “  i don’t fear death. i fear anonymity.  ” “  listen to me, please.  ” “  i’m not even sure what to say to that.  ” “  that should probably shock me, but honestly it doesn’t.  ” “  am i supposed to care?  ” “  i do care.  ”   “  you make me happy.  ” “  you look beautiful like this.  ”   “  if this is your idea of fun, i don’t know what to say to you.  ” “  it terrifies me.  ”   “  just let me show you how i feel.  ”

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       “I had come to write about truth, beauty, freedom, and that which I believed in above all things, love. But there was only one problem: I had never been in love!”

Moulin Rouge (2001)

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 i watched moulin rouge for the first time the other day and was like... wow this is hanscore

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        trying to shuffle some stuff around internally so please mark your stuff as wanted on my new interest tracker!

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@theuniversalwoman​

"Oh! What a good chance to show off the items in my workshop☆ I hope you have a lot of time on your hands."

        “Hah?  How am I supposed to appreciate it in full?  Despite my status as a Caster, I’m not a mage.  You might as well show off your intricate pearl bead art to a pig.”

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      “Today is Show and Tell, kids, what did you bring?”

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         “Trick or treat!  Now give me the free food already!”  His scam is brilliant.

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@despondentdruid​ replied:

"Nerd-"

        “Mullet.”

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      ....He needs them to see.

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metcnoia​:

       “Are you sure you’re not just going to kick me in the shins first?”

                          Hans was shorter than him right?

      “Hah!  Consider this a truce.  We have a common enemy, one more powerful than any one Caster.”

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@eidivine​ (plotted)

        The first breath of air in Hans’s life is... for lack of a better way to describe it, weird.  He can feel those weird sacks in his chest expand as his head breaks the surface of the water.  That’s it’s own triumph, considering how far he’s had to swim upwards to reach this place.

       Washing in with the tide, Hans takes a moment to just breathe.  It worked!  So long, horrible fish land!  Still- he’s already tired, emotionally at least, and he’s going to have to figure out how land creatures walk.  Even running his hands over these new legs is surreal.

        For now, Hans props himself up on his elbows and tries to get a better view of the beach.  It’s hard to see more than about ten feet to the right of him because the land curves, but otherwise, it seems like he’s alone.  Good.  When he finds her, he wants it to be cool, not like this.

        Bit by bit, as his strength returns, he starts pull himself up into a sitting position, which reveals the second surprise- when he was selling his voice, he’d expected more of a total silence kind of deal.  Really, he can make as much noise as he wants, but it’s... not the same.  There’s this odd feeling, almost like numbness or some sort of disconnect in his tongue and lips.  When he tries to speak, no matter how much he tries to enunciate, it doesn’t come out as anything but unpleasant noise.

        It’s while he’s still feeling along his lips trying to figure out the nature of the problem that he suddenly realizes he’s not alone.  “Ah...”

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‘!!’

Geez, what a thing to ask of you.  She’s a Master!  Isn’t that a good enough description?  They better be paying you for your time if it’s something stupid like this.

...She’s not a bad woman, at least.  You weren’t used to eating three meals a day at this point (it hurts too much to move around making it to be worth the effort when you can just run off mana).  And she’s got freakishly strong muscles.  Her hair is soft to the touch.

But who does she think she is?  You can’t play punch buggy with casters!  What is this, grade school?!  You’ll bruise!  And she works you to the bone!  Go get someone else to do all this busy work, you have your own boulder to push up the hill!

...Of course, muscleheads have their own uses.  Her intent is honest, at least.