#oh ouch

the humor

You arrive sideways. A half-smile. A well-timed comment. An ease that curves the energy of the room just enough to make it livable. You don’t force attention, you invite it, lightly. Humor is how you test the ground. How you check for safety. How you step into spaces without startling yourself. People think it’s effortless. It’s not. It’s perceptive. Strategic. Kind. And when you drop the humor - when your voice steadies and the joke doesn’t come - people listen. Because they know now: this matters. Colours: Soft gold, muted coral, cigarette smoke grey Scene: Sitting at a crowded table, laughter blooming around you, eyes briefly serious when no one’s looking.

rosemary   ━━   ah   ,   the   old   soul   ,   nice   to   meet   again.   the   time   of   ages   is   etched   into   your   bones   ,   you   see   clearly.   you've   watched   the   heartache   in   this   realm   &   sworn   to   solve   it.   but   kindness   without   limits   is   self   destruction.   oh   little   leaf   ,   strong   &   wise   ,   you   seek   to   bring   peace   with   your   presence.   i'd   be   wrong   to   say   you   fail   at   this   effort   ,   but   you   mustn't   set   yourself   on   fire   to   keep   others   warm.   you   wish   to   please   everyone   ,   to   protect   them   all.   but   if   you   shield   the   saplings   from   the   sunlight   they   will   never   grow   ,   &   you   one   day   will   wither.   protect   yourself   too.   you   know   there   are   no   happy   heroes   ,   so   don't   be   one.   be   a   friend.   your   loved   ones   will   not   forsake   you   for   not   being   perseus   slaying   all   their   demons.   you   have   your   own   monsters   ,   why   not   meet   them   first   before   you   conquer   anyone   else's   nightmares.   oh   true   -   hearted   paladin   you   are   brave   ,   &   you   are   good   enough.   you   know   that   right   ?   be   true   to   yourself   ,   one   cannot   do   anything   saintly   if   they   did   not   tend   to   their   own   wounds   first.

dina // cassandra you are cassandra from the trojan women by euripides & agamemnon by aeschylus. people have tried to s i l e n c e you one too many times, but you are resilient. your own dignity & agency have always come first; but at a great cost. you know yourself & your inner strength, but that won't ever stop you from feeling completely alone in the world. sometimes simply enduring the pain won't be enough, no matter how hard you want it to be. above all, you must never lose your unwavering hope in mankind, even as the world forsakes you... it is what keeps you human.

"Aibou and I have been in many, many dangerous situations before. We will never abandon one another. Not ever."

He growled. Shadow magic sparking and hissing in the air as the grey being's words kept pushing and pushing Yami's fury. Fire magic sparked as well.

A red flash formed within Yami's ruby red and emerald green eyes.

"How. Dare. You. You don't understand anything!"

A puppet? That's what they thought of him?!

A gasp escaped him from that other part. Not just a puppet but that... That... Serpent's... Favorite tool? "Y-You... That..." A scream left him. "It's not true! C-Can't be... I'm not.. His."

Yami's breathing became more rapid as panic set in. The cursed magic marked him... Didn't it? He hated this. He held himself as his body trembled like a leaf in the wind.

"Not... True. It's... Not."

LAVENDER

oh moon child, restless sleeper, tell me what it's like to dream? you float along the margins of reality, picking up the pieces of fallen memories to sculpt into your own realm. you are searching, but your tongue is quiet, quiet, quiet. open your mouth and sing my dear, silence only does you good for so long. and here you planted roots in the darkness, where not even the moon can reach your leaves. there is such a thing as being too practical, for you sail your ship on perpetually calm waters, and never have you spotted land. your mind has wings, uncage them! allow yourself to dream, you are not too far gone. there is no such thing! trust in yourself dear.

VANILLA

oh heart of ice and mind of gold, what am I to do with you? you are only good in small amounts, bittersweet fledgling, you are hard for most to swallow. your spirit is strong, your wit is potent, your biting essence drives even the most daring away. but why are you hiding your sweetness? I know within you, you are soft, but humanity has made you bitter. you mask your pain and sorrow with spite and sensibility. you say you do not care about trivial things, but don't you? sweetheart relax. you can let down your drawbridge, the waters are not poisoned. I know you have looked monsters in between the eyes and scoffed at them, but please, relax. you think your armor protects you but it is smothering you slowly. little owlet, when will you learn, words can only get you so far? feelings are what makes this world pulse. do not suppress your feelings. your heart can still thaw my dear. trust.

ROSEMARY

ah, the old soul, nice to meet again. the time of ages is etched into your bones, you see clearly. you've watched the heartache in this realm and sworn to solve it. but kindness without limits is self destruction. oh little leaf, strong and wise, you seek to bring peace with your presence. I'd be wrong to say you fail at this effort, but you mustn't set yourself on fire to keep others warm. you wish to please everyone, to protect them all. but if you shield the saplings from the sunlight they will never grow, and you one day will wither. protect yourself too. you know there are no happy heroes, so don't be one. be a friend. your loved ones will not forsake you for not being perseus slaying all their demons. you have your own monsters, why not meet them first before you conquer anyone else's nightmares. oh true-hearted paladin you are brave, and you are good enough. you know that right? be true to yourself, one cannot do anything saintly if they did not tend to their own wounds first.