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Indie Knoll Blog from Fire Emblem: Sacred Stones

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LETS BE AWKWARD TOGETHER HERES MY DISCORD (Victory ;y#3855) I LITERALLY SPAM STUPIDITY AND WEIRD YOUTUBE VIDEOS ITS GUNNA BE OKAY

AH SO THEN??

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deliciously-foul replied to your post: nothing to see here[[MOR] i have to wonder why...

Hey, I’m here too if you need. I know we haven’t interacted much but I’ve been looking at and reading the stuff you post on your blog for a long time, and honestly have been here mustering up the courage to approach you, hehe. I really admire you. You have an incredible blog, and I’m really really stunned and sorry to hear how you’ve been feeling about it. Come to me with anything of you like, I don’t want you to be sad! ✌️❤️

INHALES

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bloodthirstymoonstone replied to your post: nothing to see here[[MOR] i have to wonder why...

I think you’re doing amazing, sweetie. I can’t speak for everyone, but if you ever need someone to talk to, I’m here? I mean, I made you an entire crackship porn fic on a whim just because you mentioned it. of course I love you!

o h

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tempestried replied to your post “im home”

hi home im rooks

jokes about someone seeing me and they feel safe and cozy with, because that means i’m their home

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diavoleste replied to your post “diavoleste replied to your post: diavoleste...”

i have really bad anxiety (idk about social anxiety but i used to barely be able to leave my house before i went to college) haha AND YEAH what people think and everything dkfkkf

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PEOPLE TERRIFY ME IN GENERAL

oooh, so then it’s like that...

people crafted languages in order to communicate with one another but even without arranging 26 letters, there are little unspoken reactions and thoughts that everyone has. humanity’s unpredictability coupled with its habit of keeping their own thoughts quiet... is pretty terrifying, now that you mention it

because with that silence, our own imaginations can really bite us in the ass if we’re the kind to worry and question things deeply

but. that’s only our own perspective in the end if you think about it... our interpretation of another person’s thoughts

what that person is actually feeling or thinking though, well, we won’t ever know unless they flat out say... if they ever do

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im home

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diavoleste replied to your post: diavoleste replied to your post: ...

oh god im a nervous wreck all the time

do

do you mind me asking why? like is it social difficulties?? quality (bc ho mama you make gorgeous stuff btw)? what people think??

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diavoleste replied to your post: nothing to see here[[MOR] i have to wonder why...

if it’s any consolation im terrible with people too : (

it actually is because i see you on the dash and think “holy shit this fucker is a genius look at them goooooooooo”

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nothing to see here

i have to wonder why i’m still here though. i never have the urge to write and what little i do is comparable to shit being flung in a vaguely comprehensible series of words. is that why i’m jealous of simon? but he writes and it just seems so complete? his characters are actually likable and people seem to love writing with him

but then there’s me who has a fraction of that talent,whether it’s him or anyone else and i’m slow as hell

i don’t contribute and i screw up talking to people so much that i really should just be quiet. it would be better to just keep observing and silently cheer everyone on.

i love people, i love what they’ve created and keep creating. i love the concepts that go through their minds from the worlds built to the characters made. i love their compassion and pride.

but i dont. mix very well with people.

“You’re not trying hard enough” “stop comparing yourself to other people” “If you really want something, you’d do everything you can to make it happen”

i tried... i did. but. even when i tried, i wasn’t enough i don’t think. i’m super hard to get to know and couple that with not being particularly interesting or able to draw people in like simon

i

can’t really mix with people

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glorylived replied to your post: bloodthirstymoonstone replied to your video: ...

adel. Are you okay

???

wait did i sound rude?? cause i was just making fun of the witch hunts that used to go down a lot on tumblr? i mean they still happen but i’m talking a year or two ago

i wasn’t upset or anything

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bloodthirstymoonstone replied to your video: birthday? birthday

This needs a jumpscare warning

i can’t tell if you’re joking or serious and really at that point i shouldn’t be on the website anymore

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birthday? birthday

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glorylived replied to your video: birthday? birthday

ADEL IM GONNA FUCKI NG CK ILL YOU ?????????

<3

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Utilizing dark magic and acting as a medium to channel the energy flow from one plane to the physical one was, without a doubt, what he spent his life learning. The ethereal force demanded respect and cooperation with forces unseen, but to the weak they could be unyielding. He was no stranger to the shadows, never flinching when they closed in.

But this?

He sank a little in the study’s chair and gingerly cupped his hands over the crude wooden table. Trapping the air within his hands against the rough surface. To draw from and manifest from the same forces that over time he bonded with still seemed so surreal. Yet he bit his lip, allowing his mind to drop every thought and sink into nothingness. To reach out with invisible limbs and gently cling to the first familiar tendril of energy. It didn’t grow angered or throw him off, not like it would have if he grasped it and demanded its assistance.

There was a pause, an assessment to gauge his intent and he didn’t fight the prodding. Only until it was satisfied did the flow relent and the surge of energy flooded in. This time instead of shaping a devastating spell, every last drop was pushed into the palms of his hands. When the final few drops were squeezed out, he moved his thumbs aside and opened up his hands, frowning. Nothing.

Knoll cupped his hands once more and sighed as he rested his forehead on the table with a resounding thunk. Summoning, perhaps, was something he will have to study more of. He clenched his thin hands for a moment before dropping the tension. It will likely take months, or years. A slimy, squishy feeling slicked against the inside of his hands, wiggling impatiently. He furrowed his brow and peaked up. Nothing had been there before, why would there be now? Just as he thought to drop his head back down the near gelatinous wiggle squirmed again and he moved his thumbs just enough. A thick, inky bead grew into a blob the more it squirmed out of his hands caging it. A pair of bright white eyes blinked into existence on the black ball, and they made eye contact. Awkwardly staring until the blob grinned with a featureless white mouth and shaped a pair of nubby ears, vague rounded nubs on what he could only assume was the blobs back.

With the utmost care, he moved his hands away. The inky ball plopped back into the rest of the goo, jiggling a little and squeezing its eyes shut for a moment. It’s alive and could register feeling. Curiously, Knoll curled a finger and brushed it against the ink. It jumped, turning in a way that reminded him of a slug to watch his finger before it eased its eyes closed. Not only could it feel, it can register what’s a threat and what’s not, what hurts and what feels comforting.

“... To think the test worked..”

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madkingtrashking replied to your post: “Repeat after me: Pendulums. Are. Not. Anal....

“Not with *that* attitude”

“... But there are better, safer things to stick in your butt.”

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“Repeat after me: Pendulums. Are. Not. Anal. Beads.”