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mayor-trashcan · 3 hours ago
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C!Technoblade cherry picks “The Art of War” the way that homophobic people cherry pick the Bible. In this essay I will-
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lyallblacklupin · 7 hours ago
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I am fighting for you.
Remus can’t easily escape the most heart-wrenching memory from his mind that was clinging stubbornly, only making his transformation worse; Sirius Black fighting alone against seven hooded opponents, the red sparks suddenly hitting his chest, and the screams echoing the alley. How can Remus forget the fact that those howls craving nothing but death, were of the most foremost person in his life, the only hope, only dream, only love, only the reason to keep living in this war. Sirius was his everything and the only thing. 
Just for once, he wanted to live...
Just for once, he wanted to unfeel the pain...
Just for once, he wanted to love without fear...
Remus was lying crumpled on the floor, the pool of his blood beneath his wounded body. The sharp breeze of the cold dawn swishing from the opened window of the Shrieking Shack, that spasmed his already trembling, naked body. He peeked from his one of his heavy eyes to see the deteriorated window that was hanging on its rusty hinges, waving in and out, back and forth by the currents of the wind, and the sky was light blue as if witnessing an almost twilight sky, except it had started getting brighter. The view was quite scenic enough for Remus to distract him from his physical pain. However, the pain was not just physical.
He barely acknowledged the severely maimed hand of his own that was laying lifelessly before him. His wand was not far from his reach. He could grab it and cast healing charms at his wounds and he could apparate back to his flat. It was all physically possible, and yet very unwanting.
No one had come to accompany him on his full moon, and he was not mad. He was just tired, and so was James who was fighting for his wife and son, and Peter who was fighting for his dying mother, and Sirius...who was he fighting for?
Suddenly, the previous day enrolled before him, again.
"NO SIRIUS! COME BACK! APPARATE BACK!"  
Remus was shrieking like the way he had  never shrieked before, the blood dripping from his forehead, trickling down his eyelid, didn't bother him because they were outnumbered by another troop of death eaters who had apparated right after James had taken an unconscious Lily back in the nearby shop in Diagon Alley. There was fire, jets of red and green sparks, ashes of the burnt shops that once used to glitter with vivid colors and had the whiff of excitement for going to Hogwarts.
And then there was Sirius in the middle of the alley, fighting alone against seven hooded opponents. His eyes were hard and furiously fixed on the masked people. Remus could see how Sirius' wand was not relaxing for a single second, blocking every curse, jinx, and hex.
He wanted him to stop! He wanted him to come back! He wanted him alive! Why was he not listening to him? Remus' throat felt thorny because of screaming pleas for Sirius to come back. No voice on earth was going to stop him, no jerk was going to make him retreat from his charge. What was he fighting for?
"WHAT ARE YOU FIGHTING FOR!?" Remus cried.
Sirius abruptly stopped and his widened gaze fell on Remus. And that was when a bitter voice yelled, "Cruicio!"
In the fleeting moment, Sirius' body thrust to the ground as the red spark hit him in the chest. And then, there he was violently twitching, jerking, reaching nowhere, his eyes rolling, his screams were echoing in the alley.
"KILL ME! KILL ME NOW!"
Remus' chest was tight, and his already trembling body felt a strange shudder when that memory replayed in his head. He was struck with the most bitter realization; This was it. This was his reality. This was the true picture of his life in which he had to suffer with infinite amount of pain in every way possible, especially by watching the pain of his loved ones, and above all, Sirius.
Something broke inside him—like his ribcage suddenly lost the strength that held him and his stiffened muscles slumped down in defeat as he sobbed over his misfortune. His howls were making him realize how much he was torn inside. His tears were dissolving in his blood, and he wanted everything to stop, the war, the suspicion, the terror, the agony of being a werewolf, a terrible lover, and...just himself. He wanted to end...die. There was a voice inside him saying that  there was a life beyond death where he could live without pain, love without fear.
Just for once...only for once...was it too much to ask?
Crack.
He immediately recognized the familiar footsteps, the strong scent, and the heartbeat which suddenly panicked him. How can he wish to die when he had one person who loved him more than they loved themselves?
"Merlin...Moony..." Sirius murmured under his breath, as he rolled Remus over so that his back was against the floor, exposing his bare chest. Sirius' eyes were tensed but he was wearing a poker face. Remus knew that he was pulling himself together just for him.
Padfoot doesn't cry when Moony cries, he will not yell when Moony yells—even if he yells completely unfairly—that was the rule because that was how they had been able to make this far.
Remus was just serenely studying Sirius' face: Those grey eyes were concentrated in casting healing charms all over his body, his nostrils were flaring but there was no hint of anger on that face, just deadpanned, he was frowning at the very unexpected wounds, his mouth was formed in a thin line, and his dark hair falling in his eyes which he didn't bother tugging behind his ear. He was so, so beautiful. And then the memory flashed in Remus' brain, again, and suddenly Sirius Black looked ten times more precious than he was right now. Remus didn't realize a whimper escaping his mouth until Sirius' eyes stopped to meet his.
Remus felt his heart skipped a beat, but there was a strange sense of satisfaction in exchanging a long stare. He could stare at him forever. He lifted his trembling hand and reached for Sirius' hair as he tugged a thick lock behind his ear, and a tear escaped Sirius' eyes.
"Don't leave me." Remus whispered.
"Selfish, are you?" Sirius' voice was hardly recognizable. Remus nodded, despite the pain in his heart, he knew how raw Sirius would become when he had been hurting. Sirius' plain expressions exchanged with the helplessness. Remus' hand was still tracing his damp face.
"Let's run away, then. Far away. Just you and me." Remus said, wanting to be just as raw as Sirius.
Today they were not being fire and water. They were being fire and fire, water and water. This was going either going to end in flames or a raging flood.
Little did Remus know, Sirius started sobbing as he shook his head. They were eventually back to being themselves. This was how it always ended. Either of them would break, and the other is there to pick up the pieces.
As much as broken Remus was, physically, Sirius was wounded deeply as he cried. He had never cried when Remus was suffering. He had known how to stay strong, but this time he was quivering in between his sobs.
"We wouldn't have to return, you know. Let's do this." Remus was also silently crying, but that didn't mean that he was ignoring Sirius shaking his head in disapproval. He held Sirius’ forearm to sit up, and he wrapped his aching arms around him.
"Don't do this," Sirius whispered in his hair.
"Then why do you make me do this?" Remus pulled away to face the other in the eyes. "Why do you throw yourself into hell as if you are searching death and wanting it to hit you!?
He was suddenly speaking so loudly and Sirius was looking down at their hands. Remus had wanted to say those words to put some sense into Sirius, but few hours after the dueling, he himself had disapparated to the Shrieking Shack when the wolf inside him had started to signal his arrival. In the meantime of his transformation, he hadn’t forgotten the dueling, the cruciatus curse hitting the love of his life, and most importantly, the urge to see him in one piece before him.
"As if you completely forget that I am here too! At your side. You don't even acknowledge the fact how much your actions would hurt me! Your pain is my pain, Sirius Black!" He poked him harshly on his chest. "You don't let only yourself be dead, but you also kill me! You don't fucking realize how much I love you! You fucking dumb tosser! I can't watch you die! I can't let you get away from me! I can't live without you! Why don't you understand!?
Remus' chest was heaving raggedly. He had forgotten about his wounds, and now he was just staring at Sirius' glistening eyes. They were leaking tears so silently. He looked so small and vulnerable. Remus held his face in his hands and pulled his forehead to his lips to press a chaste kiss there.
"I am sorry." Sirius' raspy voice sent a shiver down to Remus' body.
"I want to get out of it. But I don't think I can without you. I want to protect you like you have your whole life. Let me protect you, please."
"I'd die for you-"
"I don't want you to die for me!" Remus grabbed Sirius' wrists and tugged him close at his eye level, "I want you to live for me!"
"I'm responsible for this, Moony." His voice was weak and muffled because he had slipped his head in the crook of Remus' neck.
"What are you talking about?"
He met Remus' eyes. "I know...I can't say if I disagree with you because I don't. But then when I look at you, James, Lily, and Peter, I feel like I owe you all. My own blood is out there killing innocent people..."
Suddenly, everything was making sense to Remus; the hard glare of Sirius while he is dueling with those masked death eaters, the concentration that would be keen to linger when he disarms them, aiming charms and spell on those masks which could reveal their identity and Sirius would either sigh in relief if Regulus Black isn't behind that mask.
"I feel like I am responsible for every life because my blood is aiming to kill the people I so dearly love, Remus. I can't give up on you so easily. I don't care about myself!
“You can't see me dying, can you? I saw you on the verge of death every month since for years and I still do, but I cannot fight that miserable fate. I actually thought when I was twelve that I could find a cure for your lycanthropy. I actually believed that one day I will be the one to take the pain away from you. I was so naïve. Now these people, who are also my unfortunate family, are trying to kill you. I can’t stand that.
“So you asked me who am I fighting for? I am fighting for you."
Remus opened his mouth to speak but the words died in his mouth. Sirius had left him utterly speechless.
"You don't care about yourself," He spoke after a lingering silence, "but I care about you so you have to care about that."
Remus knew that his words sounded very stupid but Sirius chuckled and shoved him in his embrace.
"I love you, Remus John Lupin. I love you more than anything. And I promise that I will be careful for you, just for you because I don’t want to hurt you in anyway."
“You better not,” Remus leaned close and pressed his forehead against Sirius’. “Otherwise, I won’t share my jumpers with you.”
“A little less tyranny, Moony, I’m fragile!”
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vi-promos · 12 hours ago
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The Wizarding World is a dangerous place!
The magical community in the United Kingdom has been fighting a threat from the shadows as the Dark Lord Voldemort grows ever more powerful. His followers, the Death Eaters, wreak havoc at his behest, striking fear into even the bravest of hearts. But there are those who refuse to give into the darkness. Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts, leads the Order of the Phoenix, a secret society of courageous witches and wizards determined to battle back against Voldemort’s forces.
The First Wizarding War was never cut and dry, though. Each side comprised of more than simple heroes and villains. They were people, who lived and loved and fought and died. Each had a life and each had a story. What side will you pick and whose story will you tell?
For the intrepid and curious we offer:
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seggr · 13 hours ago
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@atenden​​ said:  “ i miss him more than i thought i would.  ” ( widow gang let's go :') ) 
------------- “It’s funny, isn’t it?” Eld hums in return. Reclining against the back of his chair, he keeps his voice low and steady, and quiet murmur so as to not disturb the small child weighing on his chest. In the embrace of her father’s arms, Sigrid sleeps peacefully, indifferent to the melancholy of the grown ups around her. “The way they come and go. One moment, you’re doing just fine, and the next...” And the next, the absence takes up so much space, it paralyses everything. It is like being struck by lightning and left standing there, charred and shocked, and not a clue as to what just happened.
Mother’s day, father’s day - for both of them, celebrations equate to remembrance, joy turns into nostalgia at best. They can try and honour the lives of a husband and a wife gone too soon, but it would be hypocrisy to pretend they can do so without the sting of bitterness. A few years for Carla, barely one year for Eld -- the emptiness settles and never readily leaves. 
A rift has grown between Eld and his comrades. They have all lost people before - a lot have lost too much in the fall of Wall Maria, five years prior. But marriage is so rare among Survey Corps members, there is no one quite in the same boat as he is. No one to his knowledge - except Carla and her unwavering, quiet, gentle support. A shared pain for a lost spouse, a shared concern for a half-orphaned child. Grief has carved them into something different, cut a new cloth out of them. What a solitary pain it would be, were it not for her as a constant at his side.
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Slowly, careful not to make a move that would wake his daughter from her slumber, he seizes his glass and raises it to his dear friend, a smile painted with everlasting sadness hanging at the corner of his lips. Sadness, and gratitude, to have her so close. “So. Wanna tell me a fun story from your married days? I got plenty of those, if you want to hear what a disastrous husband I was.”
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noxtms · 14 hours ago
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*   𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐘𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐄𝐃   :   what canon character would a kit young fc fit?
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for canons he would definitely fit, i’ve pulled together : cormac mclaggen, terry boot, ernie macmillan, adrian pucey, neville longbottom, justin finch-fletchley, jack sloper, zacharias smith, marcus belby, jimmy peakes & marcus flint ! for surnames, to give you a a fully comprehensive list : fenwick, crabbe, sinistra, talkalot, summerby, fortescue, rosier, mcgonagall, ollivander, selwyn, avery, slughorn or vance ! 
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noxtms · 15 hours ago
hi, hello, daphne here !!
—    ⌜  𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 !   ⌟   welcome to noxtms ! please make sure to follow all your fellow members HERE, and remember : you have twenty four hours to become active or you will lose your role !
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noxadverts · 15 hours ago
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WE MUST BRING OUR OWN                                                                                       LIGHT TO THE DARKNESS.
NOXTMS is an appless and au group set in a modern golden trio era. seven years have passed since the battle of hogwarts that saw not only the death of harry potter, but the defeat of lord voldemort at the hands of the surviving dumbledore’s army. seven years, where individuals grieved, grew, and moved on - their peace tentative in the way it always is and ruined when the rumors of bellatrix lestrange & her associates attempting another resurrection proved to be correct. the dark lord’s last & BEST lieutenant succeeded in returning him to life - though the return of harry potter & regulus black proved an unintended side effect. it has become obvious that nothing, not even peace, lasts. everything ends, though you cannot step into the same stream twice. the new threat has arrived, and it’s up to you to decide whether this time, all will be well.
                                                                NO ONE ELSE IS GOING                                              TO DO IT FOR US.
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noxadverts · 21 hours ago
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𝐍𝐎𝐗𝐓𝐌𝐒 | muddy waters.
si vis pacem, para bellum.   /   season one recap & future teaser for your viewing pleasure.
*   watch on small screen for best quality.   subtitled.  content warning : drowning, snakes, fire & water imagery, death.
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noxadverts · 23 hours ago
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WE MUST BRING OUR OWN                                                                                       LIGHT TO THE DARKNESS.
NOXTMS is an appless and au group set in a modern golden trio era. seven years have passed since the battle of hogwarts that saw not only the death of harry potter, but the defeat of lord voldemort at the hands of the surviving dumbledore’s army. seven years, where individuals grieved, grew, and moved on - their peace tentative in the way it always is and ruined when the rumors of bellatrix lestrange & her associates attempting another resurrection proved to be correct. the dark lord’s last & BEST lieutenant succeeded in returning him to life - though the return of harry potter & regulus black proved an unintended side effect. it has become obvious that nothing, not even peace, lasts. everything ends, though you cannot step into the same stream twice. the new threat has arrived, and it’s up to you to decide whether this time, all will be well.
                                                                NO ONE ELSE IS GOING                                              TO DO IT FOR US.
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noxadverts · a day ago
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WE MUST BRING OUR OWN                                                                                       LIGHT TO THE DARKNESS.
NOXTMS is an appless and au group set in a modern golden trio era. seven years have passed since the battle of hogwarts that saw not only the death of harry potter, but the defeat of lord voldemort at the hands of the surviving dumbledore’s army. seven years, where individuals grieved, grew, and moved on - their peace tentative in the way it always is and ruined when the rumors of bellatrix lestrange & her associates attempting another resurrection proved to be correct. the dark lord’s last & BEST lieutenant succeeded in returning him to life - though the return of harry potter & regulus black proved an unintended side effect. it has become obvious that nothing, not even peace, lasts. everything ends, though you cannot step into the same stream twice. the new threat has arrived, and it’s up to you to decide whether this time, all will be well.
                                                                NO ONE ELSE IS GOING                                              TO DO IT FOR US.
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theofficersacademy · a day ago
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Iuchar has arrived!
Welcome to the Officers Academy! You have been assigned to the Ashen Wolves House.
Please remember to follow the Masterlist and all your fellow colleagues. You have been granted the Iron Axe, Dexterity +4, and the Smash combat art to start your journey with. We look forward to seeing the growth of your true potential.
May the Goddess light your path.
- Mod Ree
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dionysus-lover-ao3 · a day ago
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Rated: not rated
Status: in progress
Characters: Severus Snape, Regulus Black, Avery Jr. (Harry Potter), Mulciber Jr. (Harry Potter), Evan Rosier, Wilkes (Harry Potter), Original Female Character(s), James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, Lily Evans Potter
Additional Tags: Marauders Era (Harry Potter), Death Eaters, First War with Voldemort, Quidditch, POV First Person, Canon Compliant, Angst, Angst and Romance, Angst and Feels, Coming of Age, First Love
Chapter 3 is available now
«Severus sat down next to me at the table in the Great Hall, but I ignored him and continued eating. He clenched his fist on the table without looking me in the eye. "You must return the book to me."
I laughed. "No, I don't think so. Can you pass me the butter?"
"Those are my notes, my book..." he barked but I shook my head.
"No, that's a school-supplied book. What you have now is my book and I expect to have it back at the end of the year without a single note. Until then, good luck with your potions."
He tried to stay calm, but he was visibly trembling. "Listen, I don't know who you think you are, but..."
"Someone who knocked Potter and Black out, at least for this day. Can't you be grateful and go back to pestering Evans? Ah, please pass me the butter."»
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theofficersacademy · a day ago
sorry to the people i've been threading with, and while i've had fun and do really like the interactions i've picked up, i feel like it's better to go along with the muse that's strongest in my mind at the moment. maybe i'll pick up zephiel again in the future, but for now i'm dropping him. off he goes to probably answer a summons from his mother. in exchange, i'd like to reserve iuchar from genealogy of the holy war, please!
Zephiel has been dropped and is now available!
Iuchar has been reserved!
You have one week (5/16) to submit your blog and application to the Masterlist. Thank you for your reserve!
- Mod Key
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noxadverts · 2 days ago
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WE MUST BRING OUR OWN                                                                                       LIGHT TO THE DARKNESS.
NOXTMS is an appless and au group set in a modern golden trio era. seven years have passed since the battle of hogwarts that saw not only the death of harry potter, but the defeat of lord voldemort at the hands of the surviving dumbledore’s army. seven years, where individuals grieved, grew, and moved on - their peace tentative in the way it always is and ruined when the rumors of bellatrix lestrange & her associates attempting another resurrection proved to be correct. the dark lord’s last & BEST lieutenant succeeded in returning him to life - though the return of harry potter & regulus black proved an unintended side effect. it has become obvious that nothing, not even peace, lasts. everything ends, though you cannot step into the same stream twice. the new threat has arrived, and it’s up to you to decide whether this time, all will be well.
                                                                NO ONE ELSE IS GOING                                              TO DO IT FOR US.
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roleplayfinder · 2 days ago
(18+ ONLY) I'm looking for SHORT-TERM, CASUAL roleplay partners who don't mind long gaps in replies and just want to chit-chat a lot of the time. I'm looking in the following fandoms: Star Wars, Supernatural, Game of Thrones, The Old Guard, Legend of Zelda, God of War, Assassin's Creed, Stardew Valley, Yu Yu Hakusho, Dragon Ball, One Punch Man, Detroit: Become Human. I also want to hear ALL about your OCs and might be interested in SHORT, CASUAL roleplays involving them. Hit me up, or interact and I'll reach out! Hope to hear from a lot of people!
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stcrryknights · 2 days ago
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“We've got a job to do.”
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LIKE or REBLOG for a starter with Black Ops Cold War's Russell Adler
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noxadverts · 2 days ago
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WE MUST BRING OUR OWN                                                                                       LIGHT TO THE DARKNESS.
NOXTMS is an appless and au group set in a modern golden trio era. seven years have passed since the battle of hogwarts that saw not only the death of harry potter, but the defeat of lord voldemort at the hands of the surviving dumbledore’s army. seven years, where individuals grieved, grew, and moved on - their peace tentative in the way it always is and ruined when the rumors of bellatrix lestrange & her associates attempting another resurrection proved to be correct. the dark lord’s last & BEST lieutenant succeeded in returning him to life - though the return of harry potter & regulus black proved an unintended side effect. it has become obvious that nothing, not even peace, lasts. everything ends, though you cannot step into the same stream twice. the new threat has arrived, and it’s up to you to decide whether this time, all will be well.
                                                                NO ONE ELSE IS GOING                                              TO DO IT FOR US.
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noxadverts · 2 days ago
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WE MUST BRING OUR OWN                                                                                       LIGHT TO THE DARKNESS.
NOXTMS is an appless and au group set in a modern golden trio era. seven years have passed since the battle of hogwarts that saw not only the death of harry potter, but the defeat of lord voldemort at the hands of the surviving dumbledore’s army. seven years, where individuals grieved, grew, and moved on - their peace tentative in the way it always is and ruined when the rumors of bellatrix lestrange & her associates attempting another resurrection proved to be correct. the dark lord’s last & BEST lieutenant succeeded in returning him to life - though the return of harry potter & regulus black proved an unintended side effect. it has become obvious that nothing, not even peace, lasts. everything ends, though you cannot step into the same stream twice. the new threat has arrived, and it’s up to you to decide whether this time, all will be well.
                                                                NO ONE ELSE IS GOING                                              TO DO IT FOR US.
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mthicmxses · 3 days ago
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Laws // Muses Page // Perma Starter Call (coming soon!)
Activity Status // Relationships (coming soon!) // Wishlist (coming soon!) // Interest sheet // Fandoms
Welcome to my blog!! Here we run a somewhat video game oriented, heavily canon divergent & headcanon based multi-muse, all loved and adored by a nerd called Archios (he/they - 30). Expect huge amounts of lore to be revealed. I’m a huge sucker for crossovers too~!!
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landcfooo · 3 days ago
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@sailorvinus liked for a starter!
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Simon loved to explore, usually, it wasn’t place’s like San Francisco but, it was a nice change of pace. He was standing around with a smile on his face as he was heading back to hotel. That’s when he bumped into someone, a gasp escaped his mouth as he began to apologize. “I’m so sorry, I hope you can forgive me!” He spoke with a worried tone. “Is there anyway I can make it up to you!”
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