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Sara and the Goddess
“Right then, Harvest Goddess, I’m here.” Pete said firmly after the Goddess rose up from her pond. “Your sprite told me you had something urgent to tell me about Claire.”
The Goddess chuckled. “It’s so early, the sun’s hardly risen. You just couldn’t wait to visit me?”
“Okay, can you not do that right now? This is important, you know.” he replied irritably. “Just please tell me what you know and I’ll be out of your hair.”
“Hmm? You’re in my hair? With that pouty attitude of yours I thought I was in yours.” she teased. “I can tell you everything I know about the situation, which is actually quite a lot. However, I don’t think I want to, not with the way you’re acting.”
“Augh! Come on! This is the exact reason I don’t rely on you! The only reason I’m here is because there’s nobody else I can rely on because—”
“She’s gone. I know.” The Harvest Goddess nodded. “I won’t ask for much, but I noticed you’re not alone on your search. Not anymore that is. I’ll happily give you the information on Claire for one favor in return…”
Pete sighed upon hearing the Goddess’s request. Hopefully this would be quick and painless…
The farmer stumbled into the Inn, nearly bumping into Ann who was setting up tables. She greeted him cheerfully, but then took note on how tired he seemed. Before questioning it further, understanding that Pete must be under some serious distress, instead chose to ask why he was at the inn at 7 AM.
“I need to talk to Sara… she came here last night, I’m sure. Is she still here?” He asked.
“She hasn’t left the room yet. I’m not sure if she’s awake right now, but she’s in the first room to your left upstairs.”
He thanked her and then slowly made his way to the stair case, then to the second floor. He walked over to the door and knocked a few times.
“S-Sara? Are you up right now? Sorry to bug you so early, but I need to ask you for something…”
*pouts* Why do people keep calling me one and saying I should...'know my place'? *grumbles* I need some tea Kusunoki-san...
“Honestly I don’t know but I think it has to do with your SHSL and how society views energetic girls. The best thing to do is ignore them and think to yourself ‘FUCK CONFORMITY, I LIKE MYSELF!’” said Hoshiko while pouring the tea into a cup then smiled. “As a matter of fact, I too went through something like this. Oh and you don’t have to be so formal Mi, please feel free to call me by my first name. Were friends…right?”
theribosoperation replied to your post: Summary of my teachers
Do you have a photo of your English teacher? Also, you go to a public school right? Your Physics teacher could get in some serious trouble for bringing religion into the classroom.
Oops I hope this isn’t creepy that I am sending pictures of my teacher but whatevs.
He. I can’t. Sadly he is straight, married, and about 2x my age. But like hes really awesome, there are some homophobic kids in our class and he set them straight when they were talking shit about David Sedaris (we were reading a segment of his book) and whenever they act like douches in general. He constantly talks about Doctor Who and Firefly and Star Wars, mainly to me and this girl and this other guy because no one else really watches that stuff. He’s awesome I just.
And yeah I do go to a public school. I don’t know if it is enough for him to get in any trouble tho cos like, he fights with other science teachers when they talk about the big bang theory, evolution and all of that good stuff, because he can’t accept them but then he constantly talks about it and then there is some theory that he claims can prove that god is real and that was what he said we should use to make fun of atheists and its funny because basically the whole class (including myself) are atheists whoops. But hes kind of a total asshole, and it doesnt help that a lot of teachers like him, so really he can’t get in much trouble prob
The usual, except not really. Can be summarised as “I told my mum about a very silly dream I have, and this is what happened”, I guess.
OFFICIAL SONG SCHEDULE THING AWW YEAH
Our next song will be about the infamous science boyfriends and after that we will finally fill a prompt that we got from for-nearly-nameless-nick ages ago – a song about Sam and Lucifer. Stay tuned!
Here is a list of all songs that I’ve either already started to write (WIP) or that I still plan on writing (POW):
Hold the phone. If we’re gonna talk about our moms, let me talk about mine.
Because this lady works her ass off.
I know she can upset me sometimes, with her nagging and thinking what’s better for me. But I still love her, with all my heart. We went through some tough shit together and my mom only trusts me with secrets.
I want to get her something nice for Mother’s Day because I finally have the money for it. She deserves it. She’s well known in the Latino community here on Long Island and works so hard.
She goes to meetings that last so late, she comes home tired and just goes to bed.
She had to put up with little brother’s panic attacks when he was doing the play. Plus she’s still supporting him for him being in his school show choir. If his team wins that talent show, there’s a chance they might be on Broadway, doing the show “Memphis”.
She’s trying to help my older brother find a job because my older brother has this sort of attention disorder and he has a low self-esteem. She just wants him to be confident in himself because she knows he can do very well when he puts his mind to it.
My mom and I work together as a team because it’s just me and her with my two brothers. She’s a grandmother now too and we’re saving money to fly to Chicago for my niece’s first birthday.
I LOVE MY MOM.
-mom post ends here-
hiddennight said: I take the blame for everyone’s not serious characters becoming serious… whoops. lol. if not me, then blame Jess. bwahahaha. if all else fails, blame me or her.
I can just blame you both and Dhiz on the basis that she breaks my heart with Soul Eater headcanons and mini-fics.
I don’t think I really write that heart breaking stuff, just mostly a lot of internal struggles. Like Ty’s image he wants for himself is probably a bit too high, Kira dealing with the fact that she is alone once again and had at one point resigned herself to die.
There’s Asta who accepts that she’s a monster and a person at the same time, well she’ll get to that.
I don’t know what it is about internal struggle but I really love development like that because no matter what baddie stands in your way, you can be your biggest enemy.
the stupidest thing about french is that they also make you do these side things that are due on the same day as the assignment and you have to listen to a news report and then answer the questions. but you have to self mark it? so they give you the answers? I mean I know it doesn’t help you at all if you just copy them all down but…. it means i have no motivation to do these things because if i get stuck i can just glance at the answers sheet and have a better idea of what’s going on. (Also there’s a transcription.) Like. I understand this is helpful but it’s also very time consuming and just. no thanks.
(Last semester these things were a part of the assignment as well as this whole other thing where you answer questions on a song and it was sooo much work, way more than my spanish assignment that I don’t think I managed to hand any of my assignments in on time. I’m probably just shit at working and time management but. ghrneh)
6, 11, 19, and 35
•TAKE A PICTURE OF
6.Your favorite possession.
I couldn’t decide so I have more than one photo OTL
Either my many KHR things (My hanging screen-poster isn’t here because I couldn’t find it),
My Lolita Dress
Or my Homestuck Bracelet
I really like my room so I was hoping someone would ask this :3
19.Your favorite shoes.
My yellow pumps which I don’t wear nearly enough
The family photos I have on my closet door
N. What was the worst nightmare you ever had?
Oh, he didn’t like to talk about it at all. It wasn’t something he was fond of sharing with others, really, and it was a little hard to put into words. Some might think him weak, but then again — who really cared what others thought?
“It…” He paused, searching for the correct words. When he dreamt, it was normally nothing special, but every so often, he would get hit with a nightmare, the same as anyone else would. Some of them were worse than others, but the one that honestly scared him the most might be deemed by others as something trivial. However, to him, it was chilling, terrifying, and caused him to wake up with his heart racing and breath catching in his throat.
“It’s nothing, really,” he said quietly. “Simply being alone in a crowd.” Oh, there was so much more to it than that, but he couldn’t explain it. He couldn’t put into words the loneliness he felt, the sense of loss, the fear that got to him as he looked around and saw that everyone else had someone, and he was all alone. He was truly alone, though he was in a crowd of people. He had no one. And the people all ignored him, though some might stop and stare for a moment, none would make a move to speak to him. He was disoriented, all alone, lost, his heart pounding in his chest, control on his emotions slipping, breath catching in his throat—
That was the worst nightmare he ever had, and it was a recurring one. He hated it so very much, and it scared him a lot more than he’d ever admit to.