#poor lucia

Jason: You know, I almost got together with the bride at one point. We were this close to becoming the Foxbury power couple that everyone dreamed of. But ya know, it just didn’t work out.

Yen: Wow, is that right? Your daughter almost married that loser NPC? Oh wait, she is marrying an NPC still. At least this one’s rich. We won’t have to worry about him not having any value like your husband. What a letdown investment.

STOP SETTING THE KITCHEN ON FIRE!!!! YES I AM LOOKING AT YOU @dantessssdiary @journalofvergilsparda @nerosdailydiary @rebootdantesdirtydiary

THE NEXT PERSON TO SET THE KITCHEN ON FIRE WITHIN THE NEXT 24 HOURS WILL GET THE OPPORTUNITY SEE WHY THE EXPRESSION “HELL HATH NO FURY . . . .” WAS INVENTED. TRY ME I DARE YOU!

Three days. I only been here for three days and I already lost track of how many times the kitchen has been set on fire!

OH AND YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE I’M TIRED OF? TELLING VERGIL NOT TO TORTURE/KILL SOMEONE. YES I’M LOOKING AT YOU @cerberusjournal

YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE I’M ADDING TO THE 24 HOUR BAN? PISSING OFF VERGIL! I’M TIRED OF HAVING TO BE THE VOICE OF REASON. THE NEXT PERSON THAT COMES TO ME FOR HELP ABOUT VERGIL, I WILL USE YOU FOR TARGET PRACTICE.

tagged by: @writermuses

tagging: @loveofcharacters (naomi) and idk who else so if you want to it lmk and i'll tag you

lucia: the silent sufferer

you love your friends, but the truth is, you go through most of the real things alone. it's better that no one sees you like this. you'll be fine, really, because you're used to feeling this way. it'll pass. it always does. that's what you believe, anyway. you're more likely to give someone advice on a lesson you've learned without telling them how you learned it. you've come to realize that, if they're coming to you for advice, they'll be too preoccupied to ask. it stings, but it's... that's just the way feelings work sometimes. when you're around others, most of these problems seem to vanish, and you're better able to love the person you are. only on the worst days do you continue to hear that insistent whisper that it's, "all a lie because they don't know what's *really* going on." it's not a lie. you are loved. those moments together are real. there are times when you can afford not to be so strong.

I was born and raised in a castle

a castle with towers strong and proud

and a family powerful and loud

I loved my tall castle, thought it was a home,

I love my family, thought I’d never be alone

but oh you were so wrong, young one.

I made my best friends, two in number

we swore we’d only need each other

how was I to know they’d find their own lovers?

He found a caged bird, locked in a tower

and he thought she just needed someone to listen for an hour

well, an hour can be the death of you, it seems

She found war, tantalizing war,

that loved her till she was broken and sore

but at least she apologized for leaving me all alone

oh my family, they tore at each other’s throats

whoever said blood is thick? it’s so thin it filled our moats

and so I had to stitch them back together with a forced smile

My castle, my poor castle,

deserted and alone, just like me

I had to find you torn to pieces

I had to build you again from the dust,

piece together bricks with my own hands

at least the rope twisting round my arms can’t say I’m not enough

for all I’ve been given I’ve paid double the price

all I have now is my crown and my life

and is that even mine anymore?