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orishya-buyce · 11 months
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GUYS I-
TEMUERA MORRISON IS GONNA STAR AS CAPTAIN REX IN AHSOKA
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LOSING MY MIND AHHHHHHHH
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frmulcahy · 1 year
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Memento Mori Chapter 1 Release Announcement coming on Friday!
Mark your calendars..hope y'all aren't busy next week :)
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alethiometry · 2 years
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modern day basim hopping back into the animus to relive his own greatest hits
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cyt0sis · 7 months
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commission for @orfeoarte
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YEAH HAHAHA! OVERLORD AND RE!ZERO ARE GETTING A NEW SEASON!!!!
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throughtrialbyfire · 5 months
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"Cycle of the Serpent"
Chapter 18 - Moon in the Trees, My Guide
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  Houses lined one district of Whiterun, businesses the another. A world of grids and winding streets atop rolling hills, with Dragonsreach perched high above it all, the ground it crested like the great claw of one of those heinous beasts they were, apparently, destined to fight. All of it stuck to him, the images of the houses and trees, the stones and the wood posts, the sound of night birds and insects in their natural chorus. At one time, he'd been adrift in the world. At one time, he'd known nothing but long roads and surface-level observations of towns. For a moment, he was keenly reminded of that life. Always observing, but never a part of it, always the admirer, never the artist nor the brush nor the paint.    Briefly, he allowed the hazy memories of these forgotten towns to play out before his eyes as he walked through the Whiterun streets. He'd made a good living in his travels since that fateful year he left Valenwood, studying alchemy under anyone who'd take a shine to him, selling wares, healing the sick, even tending to ailing animals when called upon to do so. While he'd never called himself a healer, a physick, some did. He could admit he'd managed to save a few lives in the process, so perhaps the title had been earned.   As he gazed out on the city, passing through narrow streets, his expectations of Skyrim unwound from his tight hand. Did he truly expect Nurelion to drop everything and take him on as an apprentice? He scoffed at it now. The idea, at one instance in time so tangible, now ludicrous to the Bosmer. Still, it was worth a shot. He did not intend to give up. Quite the opposite, in fact, yet he knew it would be more time than he was comfortable giving until he reached The White Phial's snow-smocked doorstep. A mountain awaited. There was purpose to this mission that he and his newfound companions were to undertake.    Purpose. Lives needed no purpose to exist. He'd shake his head and deny it all he wanted, but in the back of the alchemists' mind, the longing for it remained. To be known, to have his name scrawled across tome after tome, his work to be replicated and rejoiced in both the university and the simple healer's hut and mage's altar, an alchemist who did things none else could do, who created potions none else could make, who had lived and worked with purpose.   He didn't think his purpose would ever involve dragons, but c'est la vie.
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bitcell · 6 months
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grendelsmilf · 1 month
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DYKE MESHI
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leolingo · 5 months
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CODES ARE BACK WERE SO FUCKING BACK
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medicus-felini · 5 months
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"In Mr Eustass defense—It was quite rude of me asking him to help with holidays decorations in the day that he's catabolizing, ga ne. I didn't know.. ga ne.. "
❀⊱ 𝕄𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕝𝕖𝕥𝕠𝕖 ℙ𝕣𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕥 ⊰❀
↷ ⸍ @waxgentleman ⸝  ↷ ⸍ meme ⸝ ⠀⠀⠀
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      𝑊𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑛 . . . 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝐺𝑎𝑙𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑜 𝘩𝑎𝑠 𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝘩𝑖𝑚𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜.       Quite literally. Upside down, like a fly in a spider's lair, the artist is hanging there. Linn was not sure how in the nine hells he managed that. But still glad Mr. 3 was the one responsible for the ship's Christmas decorations. The feline would lose her concentration in the first few minutes of handling the shiny, blinking lights. Soon, her eyes find mistletoe, basically, above him.
     ❝ Oh, you might need assistance, I assume   ?   ❞    A sad chuckle. Somehow, amused by the show he involuntarily offers the mink, she steps closer. One ear twitches, almost motioning to the green and red assets taunting the pair. Gloved hands tried their luck at untangling him at first. Her mind keeps drifting off, however. The fumbling stops slowly, a subtle smile before her little nose brushes against his nose's tip.     ❝ You look quite endearing, upside-down. ❞      Her sentence ends in what is probably the gentlest kiss she could manage, letting it linger for some seconds before the doctor's gaze finds Galdino's eyes yet again.
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     ❝ Maybe I should get some help from one of the guys. ❞
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afreauxheaux · 5 months
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me: get fouled!!
trae: gets fouled!!!!!
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hoppinkiss · 1 year
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I LIVED BITCH
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mrpsychokiller · 2 years
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DING DONG THE BITCH IS MOTHERFUCKING DEAD BABY
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zibanejad · 1 year
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OHMY GODOHMYGOD OHMYGOD SUICIDE CANCELLED SUICIDE CANCELLED
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ofthecaravel · 1 year
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GREAT NEWS
MY PAYPAL ACCOUNT HAS BEEN RESTORED
“but karou? what does this mean?”
I CAN OPEN COMMISSIONS AGAIN
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