#writerofthought

[elsewhereuniversity]

There is power in threes. And in sevens. Too much power exists in thirteen, or four if you are of Asian descent. Thirty-four, sixty-nine, four hundred and twenty, and six hundred and sixty six also share power but it wavers. Numbers greater than nine thousand are losing their power. We shall mourn the numbers.

[soulogue]

[stoportotouch]

Opera character FMK: the Nose (the Nose), Schaunard (La Boheme), Valkyrie (The Ring Cycle)

fuck valkyrie i guess, marry schaunard, kill the nose on account of it being a... nose

[vvitchella]

Song of the sea. It's not spooky but it has selkies and an owl witch

HAVEN’T SEEN IT SOUNDS GOOD I’ll watch it rn.

[moonchild-pullingpetals]

Like clockwork, you once again tell me you love me. The hole in the pit of my stomach grows. I've always hated lying. Yet, somehow, I still find myself saying the words back to you. Deep down I know you must know. Surely you see the light in my eyes no longer exist and the kisses I always accept but never return. Fools. Damned fools, the both of us. Trying so hard to put back together the pieces of what has long been broken. All because we are too prideful to admit that we no longer fit together like pieces of a puzzle.

Me, myself, and I

[charminglyantiquated]

Hi! I was wondering if there are more signs to fair folk on a campus, like shapes in trees or feeling like you're being watched in a practice room or a hill that you only notice when biking over it?

This is much closer to the day to day life of a student - the desperate gambling and the wild dances and the leery-eyes Not-Roomates are things that happen to other people, in whispers. You’re much more likely to just live with a constant sense of unease (although there will always, always be the people who stare into the shadows instead of turning hurriedly away)

[elsewhereuniversity]

Riddles are both your friend and your enemy. They could help you out of a tricky situation if you know them well enough, but if you don't, they can trap you forever.

[elsewhereuniversity]

Dungeons and Shenanigans

Sari approached the halfling warlock, knowing full well who his patron was.

“I want to make a deal with you, Aggas,” she said. The boy’s ears that appear pointier each day perked up.

The dungeon master shot Christopher Robin a look. This was not the first of his teammate’s deals he had fallen for, and this wasn’t the first he attempted to make himself. But he didn’t change his mind. The DM returned to her notes and prompted Zero to continue as the warlock.

“And what is it?”

“I need you to help me ensure the princess does not betray me.”

“And that’s it?”

The Dungeon Master knew what Zero was plotting at this point. Seeing if the deal was open ended or if Sari had a payment in mind.

“That’s it.”

Another deal added to Aggas’s list. Another tally to his experience points. Another regret for Sari in the future. The Dungeon Master tried not to laugh, remembering how Christopher Robin had said at the start that he knew his fey lore.

“The deal has been struck. What is your next course of action?”

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