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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
we're not kids anymore.
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@rocketgrunttailor-blog
Bunbit and Dustbun fakemon for @rocketgrunttailor !!
These little fairy type Pokemon are very small and capable of fitting themselves within almost any nook and cranny. They like to build nests inside homes using the dust and things that they find. They mean no harm and will actually help to clean the place up, however they like to collect things. The things they find they will stuff inside the fluff of their tail like a little sack as they clean.
Comforting Edition {Sentence Starters}
“I care.”
“I love you.”
“Just breathe.”
“I’m here for you.”
“You’re safe here.”
“Do you need a hug?”
“You, me, blanket fort.”
“You’re not alone in this.“
“It’s alright… I’ve got you.”
“You are important to me.”
“They won’t find you here.”
“You’ve been crying… why?”
“It’s alright to cry, you know.”
“What would help right now?”
“Shh, it’s okay. I’m right here.”
“Please, tell me what’s wrong.”
“We’ll face this together, alright?”
“You’ve been strong for too long.”
“You’re going to be fine, I promise.”
“I wish I could take away your pain.“
“I’m sorry that you’re in so much pain.“
“We can stay here until you feel better.”
“I brought you a hot drink and a movie.”
“If you ever need a friend, I’m right here.”
“You’ll kick this thing’s ass. You’re tough.”
“Do you want some tea? Would that help?”
“Tell me something: Why were you crying?”
“I’m right here. And I’m not going anywhere.”
“There’s no shame in crying when you need to.”
“You are stronger than this. You’ll make it through.”
“If you feel like talking, please don’t hesitate to call me.“
“Here, you can snuggle under my blanket. I’ll protect you.”
“You’re so much stronger than you give yourself credit for.”
“Hey, hey, look at me, okay? Just breathe. You’re safe, now.”
“I can’t imagine what it’s like for you. I just can’t imagine how hard it must be.”
“I might not be able to understand what you’re going through, but I understand you need someone here for you.”
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A tired boi for @rocketgrunttailor! <3
I’m bored and wanna write something so…
My headcanons for Petrel and Faba being siblings:
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rocketgrunttailor answered your ask: “Please stay. I’d like some company.”
“Thank you, my dear.. I appreciate it.” He really did- perhaps he was a bit too soft on the boy, but.. hey, he was exhausted. In more ways than one, truthfully- he figured he could trust Tailor enough to let his guard down.. just a little.
“Truthfully? Yes, I have been.. stressed. It will pass though, I’m sure. Thank you, I do appreciate you staying.. I realize this.. transfer may not have been easy for you.”
“It was...well, a bit sudden and unexpected. I hadn´t expected to ever leave Rocket. Still, your home is thankfully not too far from the base, so I can still keep close contacts with my friends. I...I´m actually thankful for the transfer. With you around I have to fear much less.”
He turned towards Sylvester, placing a gentle hand on the olders shoulder, hoping his employer would feel comfortable enough to at least get some rest around him.
“Please stay. I’d like some company.”
“Of course Sir, I´d love to keep you company. Are you doing alright? You seem rather stressed lately...”
Sitting down next to the older man, Tailor gave a soft smile, hoping to appear as non-threatening as possible.
Anonymously or not, send “How To Care For” instructions for my muse
Platonic Requests for Affection
“I’m so tired… ”
“I don’t want to be alone.”
“My hands are shaking.”
“Don’t get up. I’m comfortable like this.”
“Please stay. I’d like some company.”
“Could I get a hug?”
“Would you pet my hair?”
“Will you sing something for me?”
“I just want to be close to someone for a little bit. Is that okay?”
“Can I lay my head in your lap?”
“You can touch my hair but don’t mess it up!”
“Here, lay down in my lap.”
“You know, you’re pretty comfy.”
“Come here, ya big lug/small fry.”
“Just take my hand. It’ll be better, I promise.”
“I’m not letting go.”
“I’ll hold you as long as you need.”
“It’s okay to stay, you know.”
“I’m so happy you’re here with me.”
“Your hugs are warm. We should do this more often.”
critical role sentence starters !!!
so… we’ll talk later.
why won’t you stay down and die with dignity?
no. no further.
this is not over. it can’t be.
try not to have too much fun without us.
i have this blink candle. it’s formed from various animals that blink.
it’s so rare that we’re actually given the opportunity to be honest about everything. we might as well try it once and see if we like it.
you know i’m in love with you, right?
you seem… like a person. and that’s great.
those are coins! you’re not making it rain, you’re making it hail!
i’m killing someone, hold please.
your secret is safe with my indifference.
my heart is someone else’s.
do not go far from me. if we are out of earshot, you are too far from me.
um, i don’t know if it’s the food you made or the fact that we’re going to die tomorrow, but i want to kiss you.
i was all kinds of fucked up a few weeks ago.
you’re all kinds of fucked up all the time. we all are. and that’s why we’re together.
i just want to let you know… i am possibly the worst person you’ve ever met.
i think i kind of hope… not necessarily to hurt you or harm you, but i hope that one day… that you can know just how awful i can be.
you can curse, it’s okay. you killed one of us.
i think i’ve always been in love with the idea of you.
i was only gone for thirty seconds!
i encourage violence.
i can give you the means to protect them.
i do not want to die who i am. i’d like to live long enough to be someone else.
you’re on your own, fuckface.
a volcano is - is nature’s candle!
sometimes people go and they don’t come back.
do you spice?
so we’re going to kill everyone that we see in the next ten seconds.
i don’t want to be here if you’re not.
i told you before. no one kills you but me.
he traded his life!
i don’t have very many things that i care about and i don’t have anything that cares about me.
i’m great! well, not really, but i’m just going to pretend i’m happy so everybody can be okay!
i’ve been in a barrel for an hour. i fell asleep in there!
yes. i heard. it was the only thing i heard.
don’t cry. i’m just a little cold.
i bury my shame.
i should have told you. it’s yours.
forgiveness - that’s the key, isn’t it? it’s the only way to really grow.
your hair’s a mess. sit still.
you are my heart. you are me. you are my other half. you are welcome with me always.
you don’t always have to put on a brave face, dear.
we’re friends, right? are we friends?
i know we don’t always agree and i know i can be unkind, but… you know you’re family, right?
i’ve had a terrible thought. and it is sort of my business to have terrible thoughts.
take me instead.
we walk towards glory.
that’s mine! that’s mine!
did it choose me because i was broken, or did it break me?
please bring him back to me.
you think you care about me?
this was always supposed to happen, wasn’t it?
i love you. if i can find you, i will. if not, stay alive.
if he’s gone i won’t be the same.
i’d watch your moral panic all day, it’s delightful.
in many ways you are my total opposite. but you are also my best friend.
i made a choice. this is my family.
i forgive you. but i cannot let you leave.
please. please. i love him as much as you do.
fix him. fix him!
i like this family. i’d like to keep it.
i want you to know that you are like a brother to me.
talk about my sister again.
it’s been a while since we’ve had one of our depressing chats!
i can’t have you gone. i need you here.
i think we’re very broken people. but i think together we’re much greater than the sum of our parts.
don’t ever fucking do that again.
you didn’t die. but you did! but you didn’t. but you did! and then you didn’t.
i don’t want any of this! i don’t want any of this.
i’ve just had a near death experience and i’m craving some lasagna.
you know, you’re getting weirder.
you and i are very different.
i’ve killed two of those who’ve wronged me and nothing is better. nothing feels better. nothing is avenged.
call me “child” one more goddamn time!
if you’re lucky, you die last.
some people have no sense of fucking honor!
i’ll take my clothes off if it’ll inspire us.
thank you for believing in me.
you’ve never done anything for me! never! you’ve never risked anything, you don’t know me!
everyone else believes in you. why shouldn’t you?
how many fingers am i holding up?
what’s the first letter of the alphabet? this you know.
yay! teamwork!
you fucking died!
don’t touch me right now! i’m not - don’t touch me!
i’m going to go get a sandwich.
you had us all very worried.
your reckless impulses will get you killed!
i’m done with gods. they will not help me. perhaps you will.
this is too fucking much.
come here, you shithead.
it has been an honor.
screw you! i want my final words with you to be indignant and irritated.
you’re the face i saw when murder entered my heart.
i’m undecided about you.
never forget you’re my favorite. and i’m so sorry.
i’m not leaving him.
you’re a better man than you believe.
feel like making a home here?
you’re an idiot and i’m very proud of you. don’t do that again.
sound off if you’re alive.
it’s not going to work.
Try to break my muse in five words or less.
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bitx-me:
“I won’t tell anyone.” That’s a blatant lie–she'a telling. “If you don’t want p-people to know, just tell ‘em you fell down the stairs. That’s what I tell dad.”
And as soon as he’s in the infirmary, she’s fucking off to tell him what happened to Tailor.
Watching her leave, he lets out a sigh, holding his injured side as he walked into the infirmary. Hopefully Onyx would keep her promise and not tell... For now he´d have to convince a doctor that he had an accident.
bitx-me:
Onyx is quick to wrap his arm around her shoulder, standing up under him for support. “Okay, okay, fine. But you HAVE to g-go to the infirmary.”
“I will...I might not like it, but I will. Just please...don´t tell anyone what happened. I beg you...”
Walking with her, they slowly made their way towards the infirmary, the janitor already trying to think of excuses as to how he got hurt.
bitx-me:
“I got a crowbar and a houndoom. I’m not g-gonna be in danger.” Or so she thinks, at least.
Onyx tugs on his wrist again, trying to pull Tailor up. “C'monnn… You need to go s-see a doctor or something…”
Hanging his head in defeat, he slowly got up, stumbling from the pain, but managing to stay upright. “...Alright...I´ll go see a doctor. But I can´t tell you who did this...”
bitx-me:
“But you’re hurt!” Very slowly Onyx reaches out, fingers wrapping gently around his wrist as though she’s afraid he’ll break.
“Tailor, you ca-can’t just let them get AWAY with this! That’s why they’ve done it more than once–tell me who they are!”
“But if you confront them, you might get hurt even worse. I know how to avoid them from now on, I usually manage to avoid issues in general...please...please, I just don´t want you to be in danger...”
God, how was he supposed to fix this? He should have gotten to his room quicker, so he wouldn´t have been seen...
