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“purple haze doesn’t eat..” it’s not like the pistols in that sense and even then fugo had some honest doubts that they were ever hungry in the first place. mista treats them like children, spoils them. fugo’s never tried to feed purple haze; and has no interest in teasing a quick and easy death just trying to fit something between the stitches in it’s mouth.

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@velteris​ my mistake then, i assumed you wanted to hear other people's thoughts publicly since you invited others to 'weigh in' - have a good one, goodbye!

@atruejoestar​ alright! i’m gonna get a bit ugly now since i can’t quite seem to [nintendo voice] let go, but i think this is also a good time to make some tumblr etiquette things clear! 

when i answered this ask, i did indeed ask for opinions! i asked for them so anon could have more resources and perspectives to check against to build their own characterization. the thing is, though, that you seem to have misread, is that i asked for friends to weigh in. 

i don’t know you. i’ve never heard of you, we’ve never had contact before. i just checked and you don’t follow me, so it seems like you don’t know me either. in such a big fandom that’s gone through all its dramas, i’ve gotten into the habit of only easily trusting the comments of my friends, or friends of friends. so why, then, would you leave nine wordy, condescending replies on my post?

okay, i’ll give you the benefit of the doubt and say you didn’t know your wording was condescending. nine replies, though. that’s not what you’d call good tumblr etiquette. see, the way replies work is that the only person who gets notified of them is the original post maker, which is me. it’s then on me to decide if i want to bring it to visibility on my blog by answering/screenshotting it. until that point, your reply is directed at me and me alone. in this case, there are two things wrong with that approach. one, this post was asking for opinions for anon, not me, so i don’t understand why you’d basically hide it in the replies. two, if you have nine replies worth of opinions, then make it a reblog! keep your opinions all in one post! don’t leave the onus on someone else to format and post your replies! there is nothing public about what you did so your passive-aggressiveness is really ticking me off!

and now this bit is gonna be a lot more subjective, but since you seem to want a public forum, i’ll give you one, and since you decided to do it on my blog, that means going through my thoughts too. frankly, i think your opinions are pretty awful. let’s review.

she’s willing to let the other, her TRUE parent be here, under the guise that she wants to form some sort of bond with her. STUBBORN at heart, yoshiko keeps her mouth shut T I G H T as she reads the spell book, occasionally glancing up at nozomi, gauging the woman with a little interest. she sighs and sets the book down, red hues gaze into green for a moment. 

‘ let’s get lunch at senbon beach. ‘ 

// to be honest, i’m still not sure if returning is the right decision. we’ll have to see! but, i really, really missed this blog. i put a lot of hard work into what i did here and it never sat right that i felt like i got chased out of my own space. so, i’m going to give it my best shot this time around!

i guess the best way to explain it is by saying this: i like engaging with others; it helps me sort through my own ideas and, often, gives me great inspiration. but, i spent far too much of my time catering to others instead of myself. and, unfortunately, most of that time was spent tolerating a lot of harassment— both in and out of character— and just… generally unacceptable behavior purely because i didn’t want to make anyone mad.

it may sound harsh— and i don’t mean it that way— but i’m just not going to deal with it anymore. while i love that my work here has entertained others, ultimately it’s for me first and foremost. so, i’m going to focus more on what i want to do, y’know? i’ll just hope that people will still find enjoyment in it, even if i can’t answer every single ask or write with every single person. i know i will and i hope, in time, it’ll show!

    She held no desire to integrate into the land. Reestablish her presence as their only remaining princess — the last heir of the throne within the Boreal Valley. Who had not shirked her duties. Who remained fervently loyal to those who served this land through those biting winds. Other prospects were deceased, DEVOURED. None further beyond his ilk mattered.

    Legs crossed, the silver of her boots capturing light back and forth as one foot swung. She’d perched herself upon the well within the glen. Its greenery stirred the past within. Memories that wished to break from their clouded cage. Suppressed they remained with the assistance of the Pontiff’s eye. Her own dark eyes falling upon a trailing creature. Foolish enough to wandering upon the Boreal Valley. For it was not the winds ferocity one must concern themselves with — her blade sunk deeper than all else.

    With one gesture of her hand, the Dancer signified to the stranger it was best if they departed now. Before their blood was used to nurture the grass.

              it feels as if a suffocating weight that’s been crushing her for the past fifteen years has finally been lifted away, as if she’s grown wings from where festering wounds had refused to fade away before. it was over. the morioh she had grown up in—–safe and peaceful and full of love—–had returned. looking at the group of people who surrounded her know, she knew it would remain that way for good.

              with that in mind, she knows she can finally find the peace she’s been waiting for. she’s going to see her mom and dad again. she never, ever has to be alone anymore. this whole time, she’s never given up hope that this would be possible, and yet now that it’s truly happening she almost can’t believe it. she never knew quite how things would go—-but the group before her had gone above and beyond any expectations she’d ever had.

             an overwhelming sense of gratitude fills her heart, and tears begin to fill her as despite the smile stretched across her face. she would miss them so much. she takes nozomi’s hands in her own when the other girl speaks to her.

           “ you’re right, it really is. because of all of you. ” she looks around at everyone once more, tear-filled eyes lingering on her little rohan-chan just a moment longer than the rest.