Finding Acceptance
I came to an amazing realization today.
This morning I was awake before six. I debated on going to church this morning, my attendance has been poor since the Covid mess began and I figured missing another day wouldn’t matter. Snuggled warm under the cover I drifted back to sleep. I was awake again at six thirty and again at seven. I decided that someone was trying to tell me something. Shoving…
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11. Blood at the corner of your mouth.
It is not your blood at the edge of your mouth. Not your blood that your tongue swipes from the corner of your lips. Not your blood whose coppery tastes lingers between your teeth.
But he fucking deserved it.
Sister Kindness has you tucked under her arm as she, to use her words, books it. Something she must not do often because she huffs and puffs her way through the crowded Shaded Bower. And though some call out ‘Sister’ to her with warm recognition she does not stop ‘booking’ it.
(Sister Kindness would have you know that she is perfectly in shape for a woman of her age. She was ‘huffing and puffing’ from the extra weight of carrying you, thank you very much.)
She slows when the westshore pier appears around the corner and then she steps off the main path and sets you down. Kneeling to be something more like eye-level, she pulls a Roegadyn-sized handkerchief from the depths of her habit. Wetting a corner with a flask pulled from a separate, equally confusing pocket she begins to clean the blood from your face.
Sister Kindness’ hand is firm where it grips your chin, holding as little of you as possible. For once the contact does not send you recoiling. Perhaps it is the way your rage has left you as quickly as it had flooded you, leaving you feeling drained of everything else as well. Now that the moment has passed you tremble and, to your horror, you can feel a well of tears rising to fill that empty space.
“Was a helluva bite, darling girl,” Sister Kindness’s voice is quiet as she tilts your head to the light, searching for any blood she may have missed. You focus on her creek colored eyes and swear you feel their waters lapping at your ankles. Her smile is sudden but woozy around the edges; she is just as shaken. "Reckon he'll have a scar, too. Bet he lies about who gave it to him."
‘He’ was an elezen man -- maybe a merchant but likely not, as Sister Kindness did not know him -- with a face as sharp as his ears and a smile that spoke of too much confidence. And you had hated him on sight. His crime was making Sister Kindness uncomfortable and his mistake was not being aware of his surroundings.
It does not take much pressure to break skin.
Pleased with her work, Sister Kindness rises and disappears the handkerchief away. Handing you the flask, she instructs you to take a sip, swirl it around your mouth, and spit it out. There is some confusion about what 'swirl' means but, eventually, she is satisfied with this too.
“Well, we didn’t get what I came for but we’ll be headed home all the same. Come now, before the ferry leaves without us. We will, ah, not be telling the abbess about this.”
You don’t know if she means the bite or the trip to the city.
You don’t ask.
Thank you for the ask, Anon!
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brb i'm just gonna *grabs wild and shakes him violently* i need him for a moment
anyways! based on my earlier tag ramble about People /negative. aplspec (aplatonic spectrum) wild. he doesn't understand how the rest of the chain gets along so well and even presumes some of the others dislike his company at times. he doesn't comfort others because he doesn't know if he'll be crossing a boundary or not, but listens when the others have to vent about something. friendships are transactional, and he lets other people determine the nature of their relationship. he let flora decide how close she wants them to be, even though he doesn't feel the most comfortable with her. he's known twilight/wolfie the longest, and is most comfortable around him, but if twi is with warriors? or time? or four? or literally anyone else? wild will leave him be entirely. his cooking is less of a love language and more of a duty because others asked it of him, and he prefers the food that he makes on a regular basis. it's a skill he's good at, and he doesn't have many of those.
(i was gonna put this in the tags. silly me)
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one of the ladies brought in a whole binder of old crochet patterns for me to look through and take from and I'm so 🥺 ... i did grab a couple !! and also my mum wanted me to ask them about a couple things that she's hoping to buy locally so I asked for her and they gave me such good answers and were so eager to help and I'm gonna CRY theyre all so nice ... also i did ask if any of them know anybody who might have experience in repairing accordions and ofc nobody did but they did suggest a couple places in town and in the next town over to ask at so I'm just fhdjskl,,, they care sm and theyre so kind and I'm so in awe that they're so thoughtful and actually extend kindness to me ,,,
also i had to frog my project back several rounds and they were so sympathetic sbfhfkdl it was so sweet and made it a little easier to deal with AUGH
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the difference between MA and non-MA dunkin donuts is so funny to me. non-MA dunks will be like “hi good morning welcome to dunkin donuts can i take your order?” in contrast, the regular dunks id go to in MA would literally greet drive thru patrons by yelling “WHAT DO YOU WANT?” and I found out they recognized me as a regular once bc they chastised me for how I’d place my on-the-go order.
both MA and non-MA dunks get my order wrong like every other time i go tho <3
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Can anyone explain to me why the older Zora blame Link for Mipha?
From what I understand Link had fuck all to do with Mipha becoming a Champion and of course it was Ganon who killed her, not Link.
So why do these old jackasses blame him for something out of his control?
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the way the lore wiki talks about aigul as a whole is annoying but the way it talks abt the first mate actually kind of pisses me off. ‘mysterious and indistinct gender’ theyre nonbinary you dick. ‘to the point that the first mate considered wedding him’ their relationship with the wounded captain is an incredibly important aspect of aiguls theme of addiction and devaluing that to just an expression of loyalty (????) rather than love is so goddamn stupid
^ look at this bit from the regret drilling bit instead. during your first orbit you are so bright that you cast a shadow in daytime
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