"Fuck you and fuck your mother and fuck the fucking horse you fucking rode in on. You will not even die in battle. No warrior will taste your blood. No one alive will take your life. You will die a soft poor death. You will die with a kiss on your lips and a lie in your heart." - best curse in all of fiction tbh
best character 10/10 anxiously waiting for the movie adaption about his kids
Slavic aunties with magic powers
My speech is italicizes for emphasis. EMPHASIS!
Sam Black Crow:
SPEECH MAKING INTENSIFIES
ooooh here she comes, she's a man eater, oooh here she comes, watch out boy she'll chew you up
The cab driving ifrit:
doesn't matter had sex
we get it you vape
Jacquel and Ibis:
I believe in my cool funeral dads
fuck this shit I'm out
ILL KICK YOUR ASS, ILL KICK HIS ASS, ILL KICK MY OWN ASS
sugar and spice and everything nice and about to save the world
surprise bitch I bet you thought you'd seen the last of me
I specifically asked for the opposite of this
hello naughty children it's murder time
How do you feel about him now?”
I paused at this unexpected question, and inhaled some vapour to give myself time to think of a suitable answer. I briefly considered lying, before realising that my alcohol-clouded brain had no choice but to be honest.
“I don’t really know. I loved him. And he didn’t love me. Or maybe he did to begin with, but he certainly didn’t when it ended. So I’ve trained myself not to love him. Life’s too short to waste time longing for someone who’s never going to want you.
excerpt from a book I’ll never write #2 // vapour
I redesigned a fire faerie character I never did much with. Her name is Char and she hasn’t been a part of the faerie kingdom in a long time. She lives in a volcano in the Neopian sea. She hoards a variety of items like a dragon. Travelers that complete her quests get items of equal value in return.