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Blue diamond x Anya …?

If you tell someone to "look at me when I'm talking to you", I instantly assume you're a bully toward autistic people, because you are.

Unless they're actively focused on something else, you can't accurately assume someone isn't listening just because of where they're looking.

It's not a sign of "disrespect" to not make eye contact. And if you were taught that it is, unlearn it.

I made this so now all y'all have to look at it.

This a Moonmelon, scientifically knows as asidus. This fruit grows in some parts of Japan, and is known for its vibrant blue color. What you probably don’t know about this fruit is that it can switch flavors after you eat it. Everything sour will taste sweet, everything salty will taste bitter, and it gives water a strong orange-like taste. It’s also very expensive…costing about ￥16000 JPY (which is about 200 dollars).

How dare he. How dare he give his affection to some random child instead of his own blood. How dare he not even search for his brother. It isn’t fair. It isn’t fair that Marcus has love and adoration, while Snatcher has nothing but fear. Sure he ate a few (dozen) people, but it isn’t his fault he was hungry. He couldn’t help it. It just wasn’t fair. Well, maybe it’s a little fair, he has been terrorizing the kingdom for over 2 decades now after all. It doesn’t really matter anyway. His reputation isn’t the point here. The point here is that Marcus is about to add another member to his family. Now, Snatcher can’t let this happen for a few reasons.

1. It isn’t fair that Marcus has people to care for.

2. It isn’t fair that Marcus has people who care for him.

3. Even if Marcus does do his best to care for people, Snatcher could DEFINITELY care for people better. He is the oldest after all.

Maybe he should demonstrate that. He could be wayyyy better at caring for a child than Marcus. He could prove it. All he needed was a child. Luckily he knows where to find one, holding onto his dear younger brother’s hand. It should be pretty easy.

This is an approximation of The Subon Snatcher’s thoughts as he began to slither alongside the two figures walking down the forest path back towards the manor. If he wanted to do this, he would have to do it soon, as the shrubs would stop being thick enough to hide him a few yards away.

A large creature slithers out of the brush. It is unlike anything Marcus has ever seen before, with glistening long yellowed fangs, elongated eyes the color of slightly dirty gold, a long sinuous body covered in feathers a shade or two darker than the skin of a plum, and two long and thin legs with claws on the end.

“A child for me before a child for you.” The creature hissed.

It’s arms darted out to grab his new little girl, who Marcus had recently discovered was named Beatrice. 

“Stop!”

The shout echoed through the trees. It took Marcus a moment to realize that the exclamation had come from his own mouth.

“You want a child? I can get you one, please just leave Beatrice alone.” A pleading tone leaked into the king’s voice. Of course he would never actually give The Snatcher (as that is the name of this beast in front of him. Marcus had heard complaints of him for as long as he can remember) a child. He just wanted this serpentine avian to leave them alone.

“Will you now?” The Snatcher hissed coldly.

“Of course!” Marcus replied, a little too quickly. “I’ll come back as soon as I can with a nice juicy little girl for you.”

“I don’t believe you.” A skeptical expression, or as close as you can get with such a monstrous form, slid onto the snake’s face.

“R…really? Perhaps you could come back to the city and help you pick one out?” Of course, this was Marcus just trying to buy time, There’s no way this thing would be stupid enough to come to the village with him, right?

“Alright, but you’d better walk fast. You humans are all so slow.” Aaaand nevermind then. Apparently he’s doing this.

this website’s easy watch. *dangles a bunch of greek gods like keys*

I still can't stop thinking about cryptid Dovahkiin. Like there's just something about them distinctively inhuman that they can't shake. The way they travel effortlessly through the country. The way they somehow know where their enemies are at all times in combat. The way they can navigate to anywhere in Skyrim with nothing more than a vague description. The way they always know everyone's name, without speaking to them. The way they always know where their objective is, unfailingly. The way they are a blank slate, hardly emoting, often locked behind armor or a mask. The way they react faster than anyone would consider possible to changing situations, almost like they've done it all before. The way they are able to melt into the shadows when they hide. The way they are able to navigate the landscape with unfaltering ease, climbing sheer cliffaces and walking along mountain ranges. The way they APPEAR so human, but are just... not.

Free slightly moldy bread disposal.

Just curious how people feel about Raccoons

og post

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Aaaaaaaa this thought is living in my head rent-free

linda

to find out you're a clone who will never be able to go home to the love of your life. feels bad mate.