/tagged/once+upon+a+time/page/3

notemily:

pugletto:

[If Disney Were Human]

I’m a character design artist. This is the kind of stuff I tell people I specialize in (though it’s not the only thing I do, since… well, you need to be fluid in the business.) It’s one of the things I feel comes most naturally to me, though.

Anyway, redrawn characters from The Lion King as humans. You can find the high-res over on DeviantArt, as well.

Please do not remove my artist comments/watermarks. Thanks.

This is amazing. I highly recommend viewing the high-res version.

(via lifeislikeabadrpg)

50shadesofcastiel:

sometimessassystoner:

transgirltumbling:

s-uicida-ll:

satanstruemistress:

grimmzai:

un-original-fan:

peppermint3y3candy:

oh hell no

fucking nope.

FUCK THAT.

I think this movie traumatized a generation.

*goosebumps* just..no

I’m not playing …

One Christmas when I was 7 my parents bought this for me and my little sister. On my mom’s first move she got ‘kidnapped by monkeys’ and she went to the bathroom and started screaming and then my dad told me and my younger sister to run away or they’d get us too.
They found us half way down the block with our jackets on upside down and laughed at our tears.

This movie is the reason that half of our generation has anxiety

50shadesofcastiel:

sometimessassystoner:

transgirltumbling:

s-uicida-ll:

satanstruemistress:

grimmzai:

un-original-fan:

peppermint3y3candy:

oh hell no

fucking nope.

FUCK THAT.

I think this movie traumatized a generation.

*goosebumps* just..no

I’m not playing …

One Christmas when I was 7 my parents bought this for me and my little sister. On my mom’s first move she got ‘kidnapped by monkeys’ and she went to the bathroom and started screaming and then my dad told me and my younger sister to run away or they’d get us too.

They found us half way down the block with our jackets on upside down and laughed at our tears.

This movie is the reason that half of our generation has anxiety

(Source: cartoon-motion-life, via in-mutual-weirdness)

amoosebouche:

I’ve been itching to share this for a while now. My last project was Cinderella, and since there’s already one version of Cinderella for Far Faria, I decided to do a Filipino version version just to mix it up. 

You can download the app to read it here! 

(via roselalernde)

haridraws:

Galadriel for this challenge.

They were clad wholly in white; and the hair of the Lady was of deep gold… but no sign of age was upon them, unless it were in the depths of their eyes; for these were keen as lances in the starlight, and yet profound, the wells of deep memory.

haridraws:

Galadriel for this challenge.

They were clad wholly in white; and the hair of the Lady was of deep gold… but no sign of age was upon them, unless it were in the depths of their eyes; for these were keen as lances in the starlight, and yet profound, the wells of deep memory.

(via fifth-dimensional)

pissabled:

neurowonderful:

tinybrush:

Some disabled mermaids~
(click for big)
Clownfish inspired mermaid is an amputee. She lost her arm rescuing her tropical fish friends from nasty nets. Her favourite way to spend the evening is singing her heart out and seducing sailors. She’s gotten really good at doing her hair one handed!
The mermaid with blonde hair has an anxiety disorder. That is her service eel— he supports her and calms her down when she has panic attacks, and he wraps himself around her to make her feel safe and give her space in crowds. She likes to pet him while she talks to people.
Seahorse mermaids are born without arms so they use their tails to pick up/manipulate things. The pink mermaid has arthritis in their tail though, so they use a kind of telekinetic magic to do stuff instead! They has gotten so good at it that their fine motor control is awesome, and other mermaids come from far and wide to have them do their piercings.
The last mermaid is deaf and uses sign language to communicate. Her best friend is a beluga who has learned to understand her signing and lets her know if other mermaids or whales are trying to get her attention. They like to do water ballet together!

Someone on my dash said something about wanting disabled mermaids a while ago, but I can’t remember who! silversarcasm? chronicpainwarrior? It could have been anybody. But whoever said that, just know that you inspired me!

OMG <3333 it might have been me bc ive definitely made a few posts about disabled mermaids!

pissabled:

neurowonderful:

tinybrush:

Some disabled mermaids~

(click for big)

Clownfish inspired mermaid is an amputee. She lost her arm rescuing her tropical fish friends from nasty nets. Her favourite way to spend the evening is singing her heart out and seducing sailors. She’s gotten really good at doing her hair one handed!

The mermaid with blonde hair has an anxiety disorder. That is her service eel— he supports her and calms her down when she has panic attacks, and he wraps himself around her to make her feel safe and give her space in crowds. She likes to pet him while she talks to people.

Seahorse mermaids are born without arms so they use their tails to pick up/manipulate things. The pink mermaid has arthritis in their tail though, so they use a kind of telekinetic magic to do stuff instead! They has gotten so good at it that their fine motor control is awesome, and other mermaids come from far and wide to have them do their piercings.

The last mermaid is deaf and uses sign language to communicate. Her best friend is a beluga who has learned to understand her signing and lets her know if other mermaids or whales are trying to get her attention. They like to do water ballet together!

Someone on my dash said something about wanting disabled mermaids a while ago, but I can’t remember who! silversarcasmchronicpainwarrior? It could have been anybody. But whoever said that, just know that you inspired me!

OMG <3333 it might have been me bc ive definitely made a few posts about disabled mermaids!

(via daekie)

sahara947:

By Laura Tolton

sahara947:

By Laura Tolton

(via elucubrare)

nerdfaceangst:

adventuresinconcepting:

Started working on a mini comic project that is basically a back story filler for the main project that these ladies (and the one dude not shown) will be taking part in. It’s kind of a huge excuse to develop Nadia and Cerene’s romance cause I friggin need to do it. I just. I need to do it. Also it’s weird drawing Nadia with long hair. She’s had short hair for pretty much the entirety that I’ve had her in my repertoire. 

IT’S MY FRIEND’S BABIES LOOK AT THEM AND LOVE THEM.

pokeaday:

30 day Monster Girl Challenge.  
Day 16: Ghost

pokeaday:

30 day Monster Girl Challenge.  

Day 16: Ghost

(via dungeoninspiration)

aeromachia:

drawn as a break from editing this part of the book!

aeromachia:

drawn as a break from editing this part of the book!

Toad Words

fifth-dimensional:

the-real-seebs:

ursulavernon:

            Frogs fall out of my mouth when I talk. Toads, too.

            It used to be a problem.

            There was an incident when I was young and cross and fed up parental expectations. My sister, who is the Good One, has gold fall from her lips, and since I could not be her, I had to go a different way.

            So I got frogs. It happens.

            “You’ll grow into it,” the fairy godmother said. “Some curses have cloth-of-gold linings.” She considered this, and her finger drifted to her lower lip, the way it did when she was forgetting things. “Mind you, some curses just grind you down and leave you broken. Some blessings do that too, though. Hmm. What was I saying?”

            I spent a lot of time not talking. I got a slate and wrote things down. It was hard at first, but I hated to drop the frogs in the middle of the road. They got hit by cars, or dried out, miles away from their damp little homes.

            Toads were easier. Toads are tough. After awhile, I learned to feel when a word was a toad and not a frog. I could roll the word around on my tongue and get the flavor before I spoke it. Toad words were drier. Desiccated is a toad word. So is crisp and crisis and obligation. So are elegant and matchstick.

            Frog words were a bit more varied. Murky. Purple. Swinging. Jazz.

I practiced in the field behind the house, speaking words over and over, sending small creatures hopping into the evening.  I learned to speak some words as either toads or frogs. It’s all in the delivery.

            Love is a frog word, if spoken earnestly, and a toad word if spoken sarcastically. Frogs are not good at sarcasm.

            Toads are masters of it.

            I learned one day that the amphibians are going extinct all over the world, that some of them are vanishing. You go to ponds that should be full of frogs and find them silent. There are a hundred things responsible—fungus and pesticides and acid rain.

            When I heard this, I cried “What!?” so loudly that an adult African bullfrog fell from my lips and I had to catch it. It weighed as much as a small cat. I took it to the pet store and spun them a lie in writing about my cousin going off to college and leaving the frog behind.

            I brooded about frogs for weeks after that, and then eventually, I decided to do something about it.

            I cannot fix the things that kill them. It would take an army of fairy godmothers, and mine retired long ago. Now she goes on long cruises and spreads her wings out across the deck chairs.

            But I can make more.

            I had to get a field guide at first. It was a long process. Say a word and catch it, check the field marks. Most words turn to bronze frogs if I am not paying attention.

            Poison arrow frogs make my lips go numb. I can only do a few of those a day. I go through a lot of chapstick.  

            It is a holding action I am fighting, nothing more. I go to vernal pools and whisper sonnets that turn into wood frogs. I say the words squeak and squill and spring peepers skitter away into the trees. They begin singing almost the moment they emerge.

            I read long legal documents to a growing audience of Fowler’s toads, who blink their goggling eyes up at me. (I wish I could do salamanders. I would read Clive Barker novels aloud and seed the streams with efts and hellbenders. I would fly to Mexico and read love poems in another language to restore the axolotl. Alas, it’s frogs and toads and nothing more. We make do.)

            The woods behind my house are full of singing. The neighbors either learn to love it or move away.

            My sister—the one who speaks gold and diamonds—funds my travels. She speaks less than I do, but for me and my amphibian friends, she will vomit rubies and sapphires. I am grateful.

            I am practicing reading modernist revolutionary poetry aloud. My accent is atrocious. Still, a day will come when the Panamanian golden frog will tumble from my lips, and I will catch it and hold it, and whatever word I spoke, I’ll say again and again, until I stand at the center of a sea of yellow skins, and make from my curse at last a cloth of gold.

Terri Windling posted recently about the old fairy tale of frogs falling from a girl’s lips, and I started thinking about what I’d do if that happened to me, and…well…

!.

You know how if you go through years and years of “best science fiction short stories”, every so often you find some short story you’ve never heard of before, but it’s just amazing and brilliant and leaves you wondering why you never read stories with that plot before? This is one of those.

Seriously, wow.

I feel the need to link to a similar story, “How I Came to Marry a Herpetologist" by Nina Kiriki Hoffman. However, I personally prefer the one posted above due to its ecological message.

cameoappearance:

giadriana:

roachpatrol:

Three facets of giadriana's adorable Vampire: The Masquerade character(s). 

my girl/s!! I love this so so much. It’s currently my desktop background!

I AM CURIOUS ABOUT THIS CHARACTER. THIS WARRANTS CAPSLOCK FOR SOME REASON.

cameoappearance:

giadriana:

roachpatrol:

Three facets of giadriana's adorable Vampire: The Masquerade character(s). 

my girl/s!! I love this so so much. It’s currently my desktop background!

I AM CURIOUS ABOUT THIS CHARACTER. THIS WARRANTS CAPSLOCK FOR SOME REASON.

medievalpoc:

Fiction Week!

image

The Girl Who Spun Gold by Virginia Hamilton, Illustrated by Leo and Diane Dillon

Quashiba, a peasant girl, is about to be made queen because the king believes that she can spin and weave golden things. A tiny creature comes to save her under the condition that she has three chances to guess his name right. (West Indian)

via Goodreads; images via The Art of Leo and Diane Dillon

kusuri2013:

"the lost one"
The cover of my Silmarillion fanfiction. :)

kusuri2013:

"the lost one"

The cover of my Silmarillion fanfiction. :)

(via melkorwashere)

notemily:

pugletto:

[If Disney Were Human]

I’m a character design artist. This is the kind of stuff I tell people I specialize in (though it’s not the only thing I do, since… well, you need to be fluid in the business.) It’s one of the things I feel comes most naturally to me, though.

Anyway, redrawn characters from The Lion King as humans. You can find the high-res over on DeviantArt, as well.

Please do not remove my artist comments/watermarks. Thanks.

This is amazing. I highly recommend viewing the high-res version.

(via lifeislikeabadrpg)

50shadesofcastiel:

sometimessassystoner:

transgirltumbling:

s-uicida-ll:

satanstruemistress:

grimmzai:

un-original-fan:

peppermint3y3candy:

oh hell no

fucking nope.

FUCK THAT.

I think this movie traumatized a generation.

*goosebumps* just..no

I’m not playing …

One Christmas when I was 7 my parents bought this for me and my little sister. On my mom’s first move she got ‘kidnapped by monkeys’ and she went to the bathroom and started screaming and then my dad told me and my younger sister to run away or they’d get us too.
They found us half way down the block with our jackets on upside down and laughed at our tears.

This movie is the reason that half of our generation has anxiety

50shadesofcastiel:

sometimessassystoner:

transgirltumbling:

s-uicida-ll:

satanstruemistress:

grimmzai:

un-original-fan:

peppermint3y3candy:

oh hell no

fucking nope.

FUCK THAT.

I think this movie traumatized a generation.

*goosebumps* just..no

I’m not playing …

One Christmas when I was 7 my parents bought this for me and my little sister. On my mom’s first move she got ‘kidnapped by monkeys’ and she went to the bathroom and started screaming and then my dad told me and my younger sister to run away or they’d get us too.

They found us half way down the block with our jackets on upside down and laughed at our tears.

This movie is the reason that half of our generation has anxiety

(Source: cartoon-motion-life, via in-mutual-weirdness)

amoosebouche:

I’ve been itching to share this for a while now. My last project was Cinderella, and since there’s already one version of Cinderella for Far Faria, I decided to do a Filipino version version just to mix it up. 

You can download the app to read it here! 

(via roselalernde)

haridraws:

Galadriel for this challenge.

They were clad wholly in white; and the hair of the Lady was of deep gold… but no sign of age was upon them, unless it were in the depths of their eyes; for these were keen as lances in the starlight, and yet profound, the wells of deep memory.

haridraws:

Galadriel for this challenge.

They were clad wholly in white; and the hair of the Lady was of deep gold… but no sign of age was upon them, unless it were in the depths of their eyes; for these were keen as lances in the starlight, and yet profound, the wells of deep memory.

(via fifth-dimensional)

pissabled:

neurowonderful:

tinybrush:

Some disabled mermaids~
(click for big)
Clownfish inspired mermaid is an amputee. She lost her arm rescuing her tropical fish friends from nasty nets. Her favourite way to spend the evening is singing her heart out and seducing sailors. She’s gotten really good at doing her hair one handed!
The mermaid with blonde hair has an anxiety disorder. That is her service eel— he supports her and calms her down when she has panic attacks, and he wraps himself around her to make her feel safe and give her space in crowds. She likes to pet him while she talks to people.
Seahorse mermaids are born without arms so they use their tails to pick up/manipulate things. The pink mermaid has arthritis in their tail though, so they use a kind of telekinetic magic to do stuff instead! They has gotten so good at it that their fine motor control is awesome, and other mermaids come from far and wide to have them do their piercings.
The last mermaid is deaf and uses sign language to communicate. Her best friend is a beluga who has learned to understand her signing and lets her know if other mermaids or whales are trying to get her attention. They like to do water ballet together!

Someone on my dash said something about wanting disabled mermaids a while ago, but I can’t remember who! silversarcasm? chronicpainwarrior? It could have been anybody. But whoever said that, just know that you inspired me!

OMG &lt;3333 it might have been me bc ive definitely made a few posts about disabled mermaids!

pissabled:

neurowonderful:

tinybrush:

Some disabled mermaids~

(click for big)

Clownfish inspired mermaid is an amputee. She lost her arm rescuing her tropical fish friends from nasty nets. Her favourite way to spend the evening is singing her heart out and seducing sailors. She’s gotten really good at doing her hair one handed!

The mermaid with blonde hair has an anxiety disorder. That is her service eel— he supports her and calms her down when she has panic attacks, and he wraps himself around her to make her feel safe and give her space in crowds. She likes to pet him while she talks to people.

Seahorse mermaids are born without arms so they use their tails to pick up/manipulate things. The pink mermaid has arthritis in their tail though, so they use a kind of telekinetic magic to do stuff instead! They has gotten so good at it that their fine motor control is awesome, and other mermaids come from far and wide to have them do their piercings.

The last mermaid is deaf and uses sign language to communicate. Her best friend is a beluga who has learned to understand her signing and lets her know if other mermaids or whales are trying to get her attention. They like to do water ballet together!

Someone on my dash said something about wanting disabled mermaids a while ago, but I can’t remember who! silversarcasmchronicpainwarrior? It could have been anybody. But whoever said that, just know that you inspired me!

OMG <3333 it might have been me bc ive definitely made a few posts about disabled mermaids!

(via daekie)

sahara947:

By Laura Tolton

sahara947:

By Laura Tolton

(via elucubrare)

nerdfaceangst:

adventuresinconcepting:

Started working on a mini comic project that is basically a back story filler for the main project that these ladies (and the one dude not shown) will be taking part in. It’s kind of a huge excuse to develop Nadia and Cerene’s romance cause I friggin need to do it. I just. I need to do it. Also it’s weird drawing Nadia with long hair. She’s had short hair for pretty much the entirety that I’ve had her in my repertoire. 

IT’S MY FRIEND’S BABIES LOOK AT THEM AND LOVE THEM.

pokeaday:

30 day Monster Girl Challenge.  
Day 16: Ghost

pokeaday:

30 day Monster Girl Challenge.  

Day 16: Ghost

(via dungeoninspiration)

aeromachia:

drawn as a break from editing this part of the book!

aeromachia:

drawn as a break from editing this part of the book!

anachronisticfairytales:

Heinrich Lefler

anachronisticfairytales:

Heinrich Lefler

Toad Words

fifth-dimensional:

the-real-seebs:

ursulavernon:

            Frogs fall out of my mouth when I talk. Toads, too.

            It used to be a problem.

            There was an incident when I was young and cross and fed up parental expectations. My sister, who is the Good One, has gold fall from her lips, and since I could not be her, I had to go a different way.

            So I got frogs. It happens.

            “You’ll grow into it,” the fairy godmother said. “Some curses have cloth-of-gold linings.” She considered this, and her finger drifted to her lower lip, the way it did when she was forgetting things. “Mind you, some curses just grind you down and leave you broken. Some blessings do that too, though. Hmm. What was I saying?”

            I spent a lot of time not talking. I got a slate and wrote things down. It was hard at first, but I hated to drop the frogs in the middle of the road. They got hit by cars, or dried out, miles away from their damp little homes.

            Toads were easier. Toads are tough. After awhile, I learned to feel when a word was a toad and not a frog. I could roll the word around on my tongue and get the flavor before I spoke it. Toad words were drier. Desiccated is a toad word. So is crisp and crisis and obligation. So are elegant and matchstick.

            Frog words were a bit more varied. Murky. Purple. Swinging. Jazz.

I practiced in the field behind the house, speaking words over and over, sending small creatures hopping into the evening.  I learned to speak some words as either toads or frogs. It’s all in the delivery.

            Love is a frog word, if spoken earnestly, and a toad word if spoken sarcastically. Frogs are not good at sarcasm.

            Toads are masters of it.

            I learned one day that the amphibians are going extinct all over the world, that some of them are vanishing. You go to ponds that should be full of frogs and find them silent. There are a hundred things responsible—fungus and pesticides and acid rain.

            When I heard this, I cried “What!?” so loudly that an adult African bullfrog fell from my lips and I had to catch it. It weighed as much as a small cat. I took it to the pet store and spun them a lie in writing about my cousin going off to college and leaving the frog behind.

            I brooded about frogs for weeks after that, and then eventually, I decided to do something about it.

            I cannot fix the things that kill them. It would take an army of fairy godmothers, and mine retired long ago. Now she goes on long cruises and spreads her wings out across the deck chairs.

            But I can make more.

            I had to get a field guide at first. It was a long process. Say a word and catch it, check the field marks. Most words turn to bronze frogs if I am not paying attention.

            Poison arrow frogs make my lips go numb. I can only do a few of those a day. I go through a lot of chapstick.  

            It is a holding action I am fighting, nothing more. I go to vernal pools and whisper sonnets that turn into wood frogs. I say the words squeak and squill and spring peepers skitter away into the trees. They begin singing almost the moment they emerge.

            I read long legal documents to a growing audience of Fowler’s toads, who blink their goggling eyes up at me. (I wish I could do salamanders. I would read Clive Barker novels aloud and seed the streams with efts and hellbenders. I would fly to Mexico and read love poems in another language to restore the axolotl. Alas, it’s frogs and toads and nothing more. We make do.)

            The woods behind my house are full of singing. The neighbors either learn to love it or move away.

            My sister—the one who speaks gold and diamonds—funds my travels. She speaks less than I do, but for me and my amphibian friends, she will vomit rubies and sapphires. I am grateful.

            I am practicing reading modernist revolutionary poetry aloud. My accent is atrocious. Still, a day will come when the Panamanian golden frog will tumble from my lips, and I will catch it and hold it, and whatever word I spoke, I’ll say again and again, until I stand at the center of a sea of yellow skins, and make from my curse at last a cloth of gold.

Terri Windling posted recently about the old fairy tale of frogs falling from a girl’s lips, and I started thinking about what I’d do if that happened to me, and…well…

!.

You know how if you go through years and years of “best science fiction short stories”, every so often you find some short story you’ve never heard of before, but it’s just amazing and brilliant and leaves you wondering why you never read stories with that plot before? This is one of those.

Seriously, wow.

I feel the need to link to a similar story, “How I Came to Marry a Herpetologist" by Nina Kiriki Hoffman. However, I personally prefer the one posted above due to its ecological message.

cameoappearance:

giadriana:

roachpatrol:

Three facets of giadriana's adorable Vampire: The Masquerade character(s). 

my girl/s!! I love this so so much. It’s currently my desktop background!

I AM CURIOUS ABOUT THIS CHARACTER. THIS WARRANTS CAPSLOCK FOR SOME REASON.

cameoappearance:

giadriana:

roachpatrol:

Three facets of giadriana's adorable Vampire: The Masquerade character(s). 

my girl/s!! I love this so so much. It’s currently my desktop background!

I AM CURIOUS ABOUT THIS CHARACTER. THIS WARRANTS CAPSLOCK FOR SOME REASON.

medievalpoc:

Fiction Week!

image

The Girl Who Spun Gold by Virginia Hamilton, Illustrated by Leo and Diane Dillon

Quashiba, a peasant girl, is about to be made queen because the king believes that she can spin and weave golden things. A tiny creature comes to save her under the condition that she has three chances to guess his name right. (West Indian)

via Goodreads; images via The Art of Leo and Diane Dillon

ukiiukii:

some classy fellows

ukiiukii:

some classy fellows

(via elucubrare)

kusuri2013:

"the lost one"
The cover of my Silmarillion fanfiction. :)

kusuri2013:

"the lost one"

The cover of my Silmarillion fanfiction. :)

(via melkorwashere)

Toad Words

About:

by rukafais by acrossthefloors

  1. about me

  2. all this beauty

  3. all this love

  4. awesome mix vol. 1
  5. (guardians of the galaxy)
  6. be granted glory
  7. (princess tutu)
  8. burn my dread
  9. (persona 3)
  10. catch you catch me
  11. (cardcaptor sakura)
  12. curiouser and curiouser
  13. (alice's adventures in wonderland, alice through the looking-glass)
  14. darling

  15. dear my future
  16. (mawaru penguindrum)
  17. delicious

  18. draconic

  19. dress-up

  20. facing my true self
  21. (persona 4)
  22. fearfully and wonderfully made
  23. (orphan black)
  24. find me in the drift
  25. (pacific rim)
  26. great personalities
  27. (light grey art lab's great personality)
  28. grim fandango

  29. heads or tails
  30. (bioshock infinite)
  31. have a cup

  32. holy grail war
  33. (fate/zero, fate/stay night)
  34. idiot teenagers with a death wish
  35. (animorphs)
  36. kings and queens and jokers
  37. (baccano!)
  38. make it a good story
  39. (dragon age 2)
  40. o happy dagger

  41. odds never in our favor
  42. (the hunger games)
  43. once upon a time

  44. okami

  45. orphic

  46. pathologic
  47. (Мор. Утопия, pathologic)
  48. puella magi
  49. (puella magi madoka magica, mahou shoujo madoka magica)
  50. revolutionary girl
  51. (shoujo kakumei utena, revolutionary girl utena)
  52. rosencrantz and guildenstern are dead

  53. see you space cowboy
  54. (cowboy bebop)
  55. set sail

  56. something eldritch

  57. take me away

  58. the brothers karamazov

  59. the facts were these
  60. (pushing daisies)
  61. tokimeki state
  62. (tokimeki memorial girl's side)
  63. transient son
  64. (hourou musuko, wandering son, transient son)
  65. unique in all the world
  66. (le petit prince, the little prince)
  67. welcome to night vale

  68. what a piece of work is man
  69. (hamlet)
  70. who saw the dreams and knew the names
  71. (Тургор, turgor, the void)
  72. wind him up and watch him go
  73. (hannibal)
  74. words words words

  75. words words words and music

  76. you are not alone
  77. (stephen sondheim's into the woods)
  78. you can create the future
  79. (super dangan ronpa 2)
  80. you must not lose hope
  81. (dangan ronpa)
  82. young bride's story
  83. (otoyomegatari, young bride's story, a bride's story)

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