#im so sorry...

[vexaris]

Ten of Swords

The Ten of Swords represents feelings of betrayal and abandonment, for the character is stabbed in the back. It's a story that ends in tragedy. The swords are a symbol of intellect, of intelligence and logic, and yet it leads to the total defeat of the spirit.

The Ten of Swords is a story about a character who makes many mistakes, and then spends an entire lifetime attempting to run away from the power that they misused.

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(version without the swords)

[catsr-reallycool]

BLLEEWHH... sensory OVERLOAD..

[just-a-leech-boy]

Yeah Jeeves id endure it all for that pussy too tbh

[mechanicalbowtye]

remember when those snapchats were a thing...

TRANSCRIPTS:

yiffy: me & the uncs

vrissy: quit calling my bfs uncs

harry anderson: Vrissy I am never taking them shopping again.

[palmolli]

sup wall, since I'm back on that Shadows of History train... have this scrapped concept for a rewrite from February

Water leaked through the old roof of the tunnels, echoing when they hit the floor, which Zelda assumed had not been cleaned in a few hundred years or so. The air smelt like mold, and little critters would suddenly scurry past her, making her jump. Growth spurted from cracks in the bricks, vines climbed the walls, and she felt like a trillion beady little eyes were watching her. Her footsteps echoed loudly, announcing her presence like I’m here! Come and get me!  It was really dark, so anyone or anything would have to be close to see her. That soothed some of her fears, but it made other ones worse. 

For any monster this place would be like striking gold. There were animals to eat, it was dark, damp, deserted and underground. It was the perfect place for them to colonize and take over.

Luckily, Zelda had thought ahead. She’d taken a rapier from the armory and stuck it in her belt, and stolen a bow and arrow. Zelda kept her hand on the hilt of the rapier to reassure herself. 

She marched forward, trying to push down her internal fears. Was she really doing the right thing? She shook her head. 

No, I’ve already gone this far. There’s no turning back now. She told herself. Despite how awful her life in the castle was, she had trouble leaving it behind. Not that she liked anyone there. The nobles were all hat and no cattle, and as shallow as a hollowed out tree. Her life was going to change for the better. She had a million opportunities on her horizon, and she was not missing that, even if she had to go through old abandoned tunnels under the castle to get to them.

She had already escaped the pursuit of Link Akiran, the general of her father’s army. He’d been personally trained by Ganondorf himself since he was merely seven years old, and naturally, that turned him into a ruthless blood thirsty killing machine. At just seventeen years old he had climbed (more like Ganondorf carried him up) the ranks to become the king’s right hand man. To believe her own flesh and blood gave more of his time and energy to some kid he found on the street kind of hurt, but then again she was glad she didn’t have to deal with him.

The last time she saw him, curses were falling out of his mouth like a fountain of profanity. At the time, she was running for her life, so she didn’t have time to snort at him. Now that she was (hopefully) alone, she could snicker all she wanted. Link Akiran was feared by the whole army and all of Hyrule, even Zelda. She always made sure to never purposely agitate him, but he was like a bomb. If you said the wrong thing, or cut the wrong cord, you could set him off. That never ended well.

But remembering how he completely lost his crap when he realized he had failed to prevent her from getting away was completely hilarious.

Zelda looked back as the secret entrance closed behind her, and he had given up on prying it open. His eyes were wide, and his scarred eye twitched. “No- Nononono…” He shook his head and his chest rose and fell rapidly. She smirked at him triumphantly. “YOU-”

And that’s when the dam broke loose.

Hopefully, that would be the last she’ll ever see of him, and of her father or anything to do with royalty. It was all behind her now. More like looming behind her, though. She did feel a weight lifted off her shoulders, but now she felt a heaviness in her chest, pulling at her, like gravity was trying to reel her back in. Her mind swirled with doubts suddenly, but she kept walking onward.

Even if she did return, she would only be met with harsh punishment. Zelda saw what happened to those who disobeyed her father.

It was only once, but it stuck with her even now. She was thirteen, bored and a little too curious. That day there was an execution. A young man had been insubordinate. He refused to go through with whatever wicked thing her father had put him up to, so now, here he was, on his knees. Link Akiran stood above him, his sword raised, looking away with his eyes shut tightly. Back then, Link had some light in him left, but Ganondorf had snuffed it out at that very moment. From her bedroom she could hear his pleads, but with a shing he went silent forever.

Zelda couldn’t look a second longer and she tried hard to forget what she had seen. She distracted herself with old books, and did anything to keep her mind off of that scene. Three days had passed in isolation, and no one had checked on her. She didn’t want to go out. She didn’t want to look at either of them ever again.

Now she never would! Yippie!

She let out a sigh. Feeling more motivated, she picked up her pace a little. 

Then she heard that annoying, ear piercing, dreadful screeching.

Godsdammit.

Zelda whipped around and pulled her rapier out of her belt, only to find out…

Those aren’t Keese, she observed in horror. Before her was the most dreadful sight to ever disgrace her retinas (other than Link). It was tall, its skin hung loose around its bones, its jaw was dislodged like it was stuck screaming, its eyes were just empty, soulless sockets. She tried to run, she tried to do anything, but her limbs just weren’t cooperating. The thing edged closer, making a low guttural screech.

Thankfully, she was able to break free of whatever had frozen her, and made a run for it. There was no way in the depths she was attempting to fight whatever that was. She knew there’d be monsters down here but she could never in a hundred years imagine that thing was lurking around. 

ANNNNND That's all she wrote. Though I absolutely love this draft and have no idea what i was on when i wrote it, I had to scrap it for a multitude of reasons. 1. Idk what the freak i was doing with the gibdo/redead dudes in this. 2. I was gonna have Ravio be the hero in this but I didn't know how to make that idea work. I was going to pair them up with Zel, but that just didn't make sense to me since Ravio's supposed to be a foil to Link. While it makes sense because Link Akiran is aromantic and he and Zel hate each others guts at the beginning, it doesn't make sense because of Hilda. Like... idk where Hilda goes in this equation... So i gave up! No more Ravio lmao, back to Kagena. Makes me mad because i lowkey cooked with this... idk I just like the language and everything...

[ludwigslovebug]

CHAT im so sory i havent posted as much ourirgghh I NEEDDDD A BREAKKKKK!!!!

school has been so much on me and im like kind of dying . coding a website and also sewing clothes for a project and also 10 page research paper.... sighs heavily places head in hands and starts weeping

i pinkie swear i am tryihg .... i will try and draw something postable today . ...!!! the only thing i managed to finish drawing since my bathtub art is i fear a little suggestive (ludwig is gay drunk oopsie) and ERGO im nervous to post on main blog . unless yall would fw a Freaky Filler before i actually lock in on cutesy smoochie stuff. Idk!!!

i Would post brain thoughts of him also but i fear rn im bleeding and thats all i have to say about that

I PROMISE I WILL LOCK IN TODAY ..... I HAVE A NEW SLIGHTLY NOT REALLY DIFFERENT BRUSH IN IBISPAINT SO IVE BEEN DOODLING ALOT OF SKETCHES AND SHIT

[croissantk]

really good artist has me blocked for some reason

[sweetheartmotives]

I miss you 🍮 Anon I'm sorry I haven't answered your request, I swear I'm working on it. 😢

[military-title-red]

Alright @thomas-military-rp , this is the *one* stinging fish we can agree on fuckin'

Dunno 'bout the others, I struggle to see it, but this one?

Yeah I'd fuck this fish...

A brave admirer has come to confess its love to the pretty jellyfish.. 🐟💌

[opt1gan]

Two movies I like

[boltlightning]

not watching severance and succession means i log on the day after an episode and everyone is like SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP THEYRE SO INSANE FOR THIS and the image cited is a man in a suit standing still in an otherwise blank, fluorescently-lit hallway. i'm happy for you guys or sorry that happened

[chessb0r3d]

Analysis so bad you don't even know what it's talking about anymore.

[djungleskogs]

it’s crazy how absolutely blatantly luigi’s constitutional rights are being breached and people seem more concerned about his appearance than a real, scary view of the power CEOs and the healthcare industry have over the legal system. like yeah he looks good in those photos i can appreciate that too but can we focus on the fact that the media is absolutely treating him as if he has already been found guilty. this could happen to anyone. anyone could be arrested over the death of a wealthy, influential person and the precedent being set right now is essentially that the prosecution can run wild and create documentaries declaring your guilt. like that’s really serious and scary.

[stealingpotatoes]

there is not a single task on earth that's more important than cat cuddles (source: my cat told me)

[meri-goround]

Sorry guys.....i missed the 21st....that means you dont get to see the opossums that appear only during the 21st of every month...please forgive me...

[ofswordsandpens]

idk why people get super pedantic about the movie logic in Home Alone and start and try to pick it apart, because like, its a Christmas movie about a child accidentally being left home alone, the premise isn't exactly asking us to suspend our disbelief that much, and yet nearly every single "gotcha" question I see people bring up about this film is literally answered within the first 15 minutes :/