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... I'm so sorry. I'm so-- so, so, so sorry. I'll fix this. I'll fix this, please-- I'll fix it.
<b>Are you fucking kidding me? ^_^</b>
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Oniiichan, oniiiiichaan! ... Well, one of many! But I don't love him any less than all the others!! ⭐️ He's grumpy, but I'm lucky enough to be shown his hidden heart of gold.
[little pout] ... If you're going to be a good boy now, you can come in. I've made lunch.
Eh? You're sure? Alright, thanks. You got like, tiny sandwiches or something? Or weird witchy stuff?
[her eyes narrow just a bit] I see that look in his eyes. He thinks I don't, he hopes to the gods he's being sneaky enough not to disgrace me, but I know what he wants. And I know what I'm going to give him. What he must want - is a blade through the gut, exposing his perfect insides for only me to see, right? That-- that's it, I think.
I like visiting the witch very much, she has such an .. understanding nature I haven't seen much before. She's a doll like me, and she is very talented in her magic. And such... ah, she has a presence that just draws me in, enchantingly.
I'm not as far as you'd think. Just look to the stars, my dearest friend... [Voi seems afraid of saying anything more, as if everything could shatter like porcelain with another word.]
... You're so far away. How could I ever hope to reach you again?
I'm tempted to figure out if you'll melt in water if you don't show some respect.
[she looks up at Thriftstore, not even dignifying Willis enough to speak to his face] This is your boss? He's fabulously ugly, and it seems, has the mentality of a little boy who just learned he can burn ants with a magnifying glass.
[snrk] ... I have to say, the fact that you buy your wardrobe from the soup store is quite apparent. You're really doing well to advertise said soup brands, I look at you and start to feel awfully hun...gr... That's not what I meant to say.
No please, do go on! Tell me how envious you are. I'm wondering if that wardrobe of yours would benefit any from the realization, surprisingly alright dress aside.
Poured too much into this. Won't turn back now. So close.
...thank you.
You know, I don't particularly blame you. If i were you, I think I would feel the same way. Who knows? Maybe I would be doing the same exact things too. If you... Need anyone to talk to, air your grievances to. My door is open.
Can't comment, really. All I know is she helps Dave out a bit in spots I can't quite relate to. Seems nice though, if a bit withdrawn.
... I don't very much like her. But I won't be closed-minded, she could very well be a very nice girl.
Rosaliya is a major source for some psych help for me since I can't exactly go to official people. She's understanding and really nice and... well, the witch part is cool as hell. I honestly wouldn't mind just hanging out with her outside of the usual business context. I should make a note of that actually...
... He's a nice boy. He doesn't need this. But I do want to be friends, I just don't want to scare him off with-- [cough i want his heart and eyes in a jar] the usual, situations. I-- I don't know what I want. I don't know if I genuinely don't want him to know how I feel, or if I want to be sure he'd be kind to me if he did know. We're fine.
Hair isn't a vvery nice guy, but I think there's... a chance... he could be better. Maybe not. I don't know. He got mad when I offered him a fruit salad.
So you're her new boytoy, huh? Bet she makes you feel real safe and special. Do hope you like being used, crumpled up and thrown away, cause that's exactly what's gonna happen to you.
[his voice is a mere whisper as he rubs his hands together] Does she know? Does she know-- this twisted heart of mine and what it imagines when it sees her? [he shuts his eyes, looking away] I hope not. I really-- really truly hope not. That's why I have to keep shutting her out, she-- she would be repulsed by me if she knew. I have to protect her from myself.
(now:) You're still Craspedia, I know that, but you are—so new, so unfamiliar. So closed. Who are you going to be? What about me is making you so nervous? ...Do you know something I don't?
(later:) I didn't understand, at first, what you wanted, but this is... I like you. Very much. O my dear Craspedia, words are failing me rather. W. Would you accept my feelings in the form of an embrace... ?
[he reads this letter she's sent him over and over again, particularly those last three sentences, and...] ... [he closes his eyes, purses his lips and nearly crumples it up to throw it away.] ... [he inhales through his nose, resting his head in his hand.] What am I supposed to do with this? I-- I can't even imagine looking at her head-on, I'm so ashamed. H-haha, I've-- I've never felt that way before.
We were afraid you would be another tyrant at first, but you were so kind to us, so very very kind when we needed it most... I owe you a great debt, Widow King. If ever you should need my help, please don't hesitate to call upon me.
I feel indebted to this I'Xefronz character, it was generous enough to give me the cursed item. So that I could break it, of course. That's something admirable.
Quite a capable man, if I do say so myself. Helps quite a lot with the house-cleaning!
That /is/ quite the impressive fable... A cursed child who betrays everyone he loves, out of some inherent evil in his heart. But it is, after all, a fable. It is a story you wrote instead of facing your true self, and I find that despicable.
Did you know he doesn't even wear your hair ornament anymore? Yes. That is true. He hasn't thrown it away yet, your influence over him still exists - I suppose you find that something to be proud of - but no, he wears something else, now. What do you suppose that is?
In truth, presumptuous one. I am full of pity.
One day, certainly. In your weakest moment... your 'love' will let you down.
The shape of his soul could not change so. Simply, my replacement. He will surely do to you what he did to me.
Kid's weird, like his parents. And he thinks he's so smart... he'd better keep some things secret if he knows what's good for him. But his parents are still friends, so I can't be too harsh with him.
Mr. Rain is a family friend, he's almost like my uncle or my cousin or something. I don't understand why he's so cruel to other people, aren't doctors supposed to be nice? ... It makes me sad sometimes.
Nan's the best baker there is, and such a wonderful man! // Heheh. We do a looot of fun things together.
Oh! You moved into that old farm house, right? Nice to meet you! Kind of nice to not be the new guy on the block anymore, to be honest.
... [looks up rather abruptly from a book, looking a tad disoriented] Sorry-- what? I think you lost me at "I know his fucking type."
What a terrible excuse for a sentient being. His dress reminds me of cow shit stuck on the road. I don't think he's even fit for a meal for my wolves to eat! He's pathetic. He doesn't even do anything with the bodies of the people he's fucked and killed! He just throws them in a pile. Wasteful. At least drain the blood you fool.
And he's so...UNBEARABLE? He's all smirky and smiley? It's SO? I know his fucking type, they pretend to care but NO they fucking DON'T, they just want to use people for their own gains! Terrible fucking SHIT!!!
Stay the fuck away from my forest. I don't want to put my wolves through the unpleasant experience of having to sink their teeth into your flesh.
Spiders are gross and hairy anyway.
((Please, please let me know if The Angry Witch crossed a line or something, alrighty?))