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twst-vampire · 2 years
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[ A Puppet with Few Strings ] - Arma
CW: implications of abuse and character death, puppets
something for @piraticusdorm ‘s Peaceful Shadows event! wrote this half asleep and on a whim after having a weird nightmare myself SO ! it might have typos or just be? not great lolol
( i hope the abrupt changes aren’t weird. i feel like that’s how dreams tend to be for me )
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Arma could see a lone circus tent in the distance, red & white stripes illuminated by a warm light. He could hear roars of laughter beckoning him closer. Though, he was disinterested in going toward it. He had a feeling it wasn’t as joyful as it appeared.
With every step backwards, the tent had gotten closer. A panic of running, only had him engulfed into the light and the rowdiness of it all. By the time he regained his senses, he found himself sitting front row and center with every other seat filled by a mannequin, smiling brightly.
[ Why couldn’t he run away? ]
A drumroll rumbles the theater and a spotlight shines on a Punch and Judy-styled booth. Two glove puppets emerge. One burly and one lanky but both equally hideous with their wood faces carved crudely.
“Rocco, where’s that meat head brother of ours?” The lanky puppet cried in scratchy and pitched voice.
“Ricky, he’s hidin’ cuz he don’t wanna be a star no more.” The burly puppet responded deeply and both shrug, earning laughter from the still audience.
“Maybe if we all call his name, he’ll see how popular he is and come out!” Ricky waved his puppet arms, as if to pump up the audience.
Arma hears the cheers, the chorus of the audience callling his name and he can’t help but grit his teeth. Slowly, he feels the pull of his hair, finding that his point of view changed suddenly. He could the audience he once occupied and he was a puppet himself, trapped between Ricky and Rocco. They were smiling but, things felt so tense.
“We found you, Arma! But, you’ve been nothing but trouble keeping us waiting! So, take this! And this! Try this on for size, twerp!”
Both Rocco and Ricky pull out sticks, hitting Arma back and forth, eliciting more laughter from the audience with their slapstick routine.
The puppets relentlessly beat him on the head and all he can do with his little cloth arms is curl up. The curtain on their booth droops closed.
[ Why couldn’t he run away? ]
Arma looked up, feeling rather off. Restricted. He takes in his surroundings, the strings attached to his wooden limbs, his body shuffling against his will in a limp dance.
Neither Rocco or Ricky had left the stage, both puppet waving their sticks at Arma from the same booth beside him.
“Keep dancing, goddammit! We didn’t pick ya off the street to sit around and cry! We told ya you gotta work to earn your spot. We told ya we put down dogs who don’t cooperate!”
The audience cheers and roars, at a volume that’s even more nauseating than before.
Arma didn’t wanna dance anymore. The harder he pulled to keep from moving, his strings snapped in two, his wooden limbs going limp. Yet, he was still being carelessly pulled about on the stage.
The audience is silent, with wide smiles and stares that are sickening and empty. It seemed hopeless to think anything would change.
“You’re not a puppet.”
Arma could hear it clearly. A voice, familiar but small.
“You’re not a puppet, you’re human, right?”
There it was again.
Arma gasped as he pulled himself off the ground. He was no longer wooden. Back to flesh and bone. As he took in his surroundings, he was still on stage. Though, he noticed the puppet booth tumbled over and looking down, he held the Ricky and Rocco puppets by their necks, lifeless with nothing to say to him anymore.
Before he could say anything, the audience began to murmur, the plastered smiles they once held were now frowns. Sighing, he put the puppets on each hands, to which Ricky and Rocco began to swat his head with their sticks like earlier.
[ Why couldn’t he run away? ]
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Arma’s eyes shot open suddenly, his throat feeling incredibly dry and his stomach in knots. He looked around, finding that he wasn’t even his room. He’d fallen asleep in his office, again.
“Fuck…gotta stop falling asleep in here…another weird ass Pinocchio dream.” He murmured to himself, looking at the digital clock on his desk. 5:47 A.M. Early, but there was no way he could sleep after that.
By his elbow, a pea-sized orb sits on the flat surface. It’s pitch black and dull, hidden to Arma as it blends in with the darkness of the room.
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bread-wizards · 6 days
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The Crown Keeper and Fearne&Orym reunion is going to be very interesting because you have Fearne, who hesitated to take the shard because of the impact seeing dark!Fearne had on her, possibly seeing Opal again.. like this. She gets a front row seat to one of her very good friends heading down that path of corruption that she herself was scared of.
Then you have the Crown Keepers just seeing the toll these last few months have had on Orym and Fearne. I wonder if there would be any guilt from Dorian, knowing he left and came back to such a drastic change.
That Orym did get the answers he was looking for and he is crumbling under the weight of them. That Fearne has had to experience so much more loss and anger in these last few months than she had in over 100 years and she still doesn't know what to do with some of these feelings.
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develop-team-high · 4 days
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son-around · 12 days
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myonmukyuu · 16 days
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This probably was the most romantic part for me,,,,,
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tahthetrickster · 2 months
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listen like 99% of the posts about how you don’t really need to fear getting older because there’s not actually any rules saying you have to give up all your fun interests and hobbies and lifestyle choices are true and you should absolutely look forward to getting older and enjoying your interests more often
however. one thing about getting older i was unprepared for. you are going to be SHOCKED around your mid-20s at the suddenness with which you can no longer function on no sleep. like it is quite literally going to feel like one day you have to pull an all-nighter and you’re fine besides behind a lil tired and then the next week when you have to do it again you are going to feel like a cartoon steamroller ran over you at some point in the night. and if you’re a night owl like me who’s used to staying up till stupid hours of the night, it is going to kick your ass viciously and mercilessly until you start forcing yourself to go to bed at a reasonable hour.
this is the true curse of adulthood.
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catwyk · 1 month
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VAL of the last word and her horrible to draw prayer marks
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revvethasmythh · 19 days
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tbh I’ll always be a little salty about the fact that there’s like 10 flagged and obvious parallels that frame Birdie as being a more sympathetic version of Liliana. and yet
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twst-vampire · 2 years
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THEY’RE HAPPY TO SEE YOU
i swear i’m not a writer but i think posting oc snippets is kinda fun! kinda wanna get in the groove of doing it more? maybe?
💰ARMA💰
“nah, nah, why are ya dudes movin’ at a grandma speed?! we gots work to do, people!”
toontasma was bustling with activity, students left and right preparing for a good ol’ fashioned event held at ink and paint. arma, of course, overseeing the entire thing. he seemed just the tiniest bit stressed, his tailcoat long since discarded, sleeves rolled, and record-breaking pen clicking as his choice of fidgeting. “ugh, what a nightmare, these guys.” for a second, you can see a scribbly thought bubble of annoyance hovering beside his head.
he pinches the bridge of his nose before looking up and seeing…you, his main squeeze. the original bubble pops, replaced by exclamation points.
“the hell you standin’ over there for, babe? don’t be a stranger!” he beckons you over with a sly grin until your close enough and he snatches you up, in a firm hug.
“i ain’t seen ya in a minute! you avoidin’ me? don’t answer that. happy to see ya.” arma rambles, leaving no room for an answer, anyways.
“sorry, can ya tell i’m freakin’ out? hows about we take a few to catch up over a drink? ah-up-up, and ya can’t refuse. order anythin’ u want! don’t mind the mess….” he talks on, guiding you to the bar by the small of your back. even if for a moment, he wouldn’t mind taking a small breather with you.
toontasma student b rolls his eyes, nudging student a. “so it’s all work, no play for us but he can run off just like that?”
“watch yer mouth! like hell i can!”
🦇RIN🦇
out of nowhere, a rift appears in the NRC courtyard, a ghastly portal now open for anyone to see.
rin steps out of it, letting out a huge yawn. the rift disappears just as quickly as it appeared. “wahh, what a day! ” he complains, his once full-sized scythe now the size of a pencil, being tucked away. being a grim reaper could be sooo exhausting sometimes.
they scan the area, to see who they could bother. they weren’t exactly looking for you but when their eyes land on you of all people, they’ve immediately got this mischievous sparkle in their eye. their tail sways a bit faster now.
“_______~!” he calls out your name, running to give you the strongest hug he can manage, spinning you off the ground. it’s like holding a couple of grapes. “i missed seeing your cute face! i missed you!” putting you down, rin’s own weight doesn’t let up as they lean on you, which easily takes you both to the ground.
“i think we should go on a date right now! ♡ mmm…you’ve got class? boo, you’re gonna pass me up for school work?”
> if you insist on keeping your attendance, they’ll pout but eventually let you go. they can’t believe you would reject them when they’re so cute and awesome. after school, though? they’ll find you again!
> if you’re feeling just as mischievous, expect them to immediately grab your hand to take you somewhere fun!
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hey. hey how do i cope when the trope is two characters who were clearly meant to be together and look deeply into each others eyes every chance they get and know each other in ways no one else can and are very obviously shipped together by the writers and are literally WRITTEN FOR EACHOTHER and desperately in love but they cant be because censorship is a cockblocker please send help soon I'm loosing it
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crystal-crax · 4 months
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Spend more time that i would've liked on this
I think there's a pattern but i can't see it (of course i don't have a tendency to sacrifice my well-being for the convenience of others, as if i would dare have an inferiority complex that i desperately hide behind a high ego in need of approval, of course i don't want to be held and told that i'm enough)
A lot of pink and blue tho
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theophagie · 4 months
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You don't know me
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But I know you
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praisephantom · 4 days
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My gender? I'm a princess. I'm a biblically accurate angel. I've been a transman since I was 13. I'm a babygirl. I'm written by Tim Burton. I'm a Vivienne Westwood orb necklace. I'm Light Yagami. I'm a lesbian. I'm an ancient god. I'm bisexual. I'm a vegan wool blanket. I'm a Matcha Latte. I'm genderfluid. I'm a heroine. I'm a living doll.
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k-seunghun · 11 months
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seunghun · save me, kill me · 230603
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cadhla182 · 1 year
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Seven
EDIT: I forgot her mole. Fixed it.
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josephtrohman · 29 days
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getting older is like everything my grandparents do makes me sob, i called my nana today to wish her a happy easter and during the call she asked me if i was getting excited for our trip next weekend and she even was practicing the name “fall out boy” cuz she never remembers what the band is called 😭❤️❤️❤️❤️ but she said it right!!! she remembered!! ❤️
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