Reblog To Give The Person You Reblogged It From The Energy To Do One (1) Chore Or Maybe Many

Reblog to give the person you reblogged it from the energy to do one (1) chore or maybe many

four sword manga appreciation post

aka photos i sent my friends

color code:

pink: vio

orange: red

blue: blue

green: green

yellow: shadow

pink/yellow: shadow and vio being dumb idiots in love

the traumatized child thing of getting really stressed whenever you have to ask for clarification on something bc you Know the yelling is coming

*looking myself in the mirror* i CAN finish a whumptober fic and start another one to make up for the fact im behind, and i CAN do my nine homework assignments, and i WILL have time to play bg3 and watch fma with my friend, and i will NOT overwork myself by doing all this despite how sick i feel rn, i will NOT fail this time

YAYYY MORE Mask!Wild FICS

THANK YOU @tashacee

THANK YOU FOR MORE AMAZING WRITING

Step By Step - Chapter One

A Mask!Wild Fic

Wild shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot, hoping beyond hope that they had the right combination for the puzzle before them.

They had been in this dungeon for nearly a week now, slowly making progress through its apparently endless puzzles and minibosses. They had finally reached the end - Wild himself had struck the killing blow on the boss - and were trying to leave, only to find that there was one more puzzle to solve to unlock the door out.

Because of course there was.

It was an incredibly tedious puzzle, solvable only by the Chain going back through the entire damn dungeon to find the clues painted into increasingly cryptic murals on each floor.

It was long winded. It was annoying. It felt like lazy dungeon design.

And Wild really, really wanted to get outside.

The past few weeks had been hard on all of them. After a visit to a busy marketplace, Sky had fallen ill with what they at first thought was a cold and what had quickly devolved into a vicious vomiting bug. Then Four and Legend had fallen ill. Then Time, Wind, and Spirit. The sickness slowly began to creep its way through the Chain, another getting sick every time one began to recover.

Wild had tried to help out. He honestly had - he already wore a mask and he often wore gloves, so he already had an advantage when it came to avoiding infection. And even at that, he did his utmost to try and stay safe. The idea of getting sick while on the road, while surrounded by his brothers whose opinions he valued so much, was simply unacceptable to him. He couldn’t let it happen. He wouldn’t.

And yet it had.

Read the rest on AO3!

i tried everything at least once, but “Horse. Literally just pretending to be a horse” to be added-

“You never pretended to be a bride when you were a little girl?” No???? Like literally never?