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I bet it stinks in there 😳🫣

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stop drawing for others. don't draw for yourself either. play video games

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do you think that a certain genre of queer person is so obsessively weird about pride flag discourse becuase their flags fill the gaping hole in their personality where a hogwarts house used to be

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| Share The First Ten On Your Repeat Playlist |

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• For A While - Kill Bill: The Rapper

• Hoods On Peregrine - Thrice

• The Detail - Delta Sleep

• Spring Island - Delta Sleep

• zzz - Kill Bill: The Rapper

• All Dungeons No Doors - Kill Bill: The Rapper

• The Weight - Thrice

• Cry - Dexter And The Moonrocks

• Sarahtonin - Dexter And The Moonrocks

• Incubator (V2000) - Psychedelic Porn Crumpets

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Thrice and PPC has been my main, high energy content music.

Kill Bill when im working helps a lot. Love him go get his cd's <3

Sleepier Nights its Delta Sleep and Dexter to keep me company.

share the first 10 songs in your ✨on repeat✨ playlist

tagged by @lavampira !! tysm danii aaah adding some of ur songs to my playlists <3

unravelling - muse

on the railroad - the longest johns

goes on and on - sleeping at last

ashes - the longest johns

santiana - the longest johns

eruyt village, zodiac age version - hitoshi sakimoto

the distance - delta sleep

no argument - sleeping at last

deadman's gun - ashtar command

lo chiamavano king - luis bacalov and edda dell'orso

tagging: @tearlunars @impossible-rat-babies @dawntread @myreia @ravandfriendsxiv @sae-mian @alackofghosts but !! no pressure !!

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*grabs mic*

Gulool Ja Ja and Ketenramm have FUCKED on every piece of furniture in the palace and I will not be convinced otherwise. They explored each other's bodies for nights. They got freaky. They got nasty. They-

*sounds of the mic being wrestled from me as I am escorted off stage*

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Summer is hell, but PTSD is worse..

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Rest While You Can, It's Going To Be A Long Journey.

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whats a little frotting between mech pilots?

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Are you taken?

Thats not your business until you have a name STINKY

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Here’s to hoping that every single person with schizophrenia or a schizoaffective disorder or DID or NPD or any other ridiculously demonized mental illnesses has a wonderful day

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Bro, we are cooked. The knight that dogs the prince's shadow like a dark and silent wraith just knelt to press his forehead to the prince's hand. Yeah, now he's uttering a prayer whose recipient is ostensibly God but in reality is the deified version of the prince that exists only in his mind. Aaand the prince just caressed his cheek to preemptively grant him absolution. I gotta... I gotta get out of here.

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Red Vitriol Spills Like Oceans. We Smile And Let It In. Push Away Our Questions. Dive In Like Peregrines.

Smoke holds dominion over the reach, billowing out from the caverns in suffocating walls. Smothering the rocky hold under its dominion. A lone silhouette stands in the center, sword off to one side as they lift a vieran woman over their head. Suffocating her. Crushing her. Making It Clear. Resistance Was Futile.

They Vii lets out a broken gasp as she hits the floor, quickly falling unconscious.. bloodied, scarred, torn apart. Shrouded by flame as he walks, the silhouette pauses, his shoulder plate shattering to a bullet. a single step, a single turn, to face his new prey. Cold blue eyes piercing the flame to identify the new offender. A dark form rushing him, rifle dropped into the crimson sands. armor ashen and falling away as he rushes the invader with teeth barred, the viera’s own eyes a soft hue, a matching blue. Is It Fear? Or Is It Wrath, driving the approaching beast.

“Rushing To Your Death Are You?.. Pity, Thinking You’re Worth My Blade.” Zenos straightens out, holding the now drenched blade out in front of him, poising it to impale his smoke blinded attacker between their cracked ribs. “Come Then, Beast. Show Me, Your Worth.” Zenos challenges, angering the frenzied viera further. Pace Quickening, Breath coming in agonizing gasps as he sprints towards Zenos. Blood and ash smeared across his face, darkening his visage wholly but his eyes. Focused, a storm of vitriol beneath the blue.

Time stops for a moment, the screams from the Reach coming to a quiet, leaving just the crackling of fire as the resistance clears out. Zenos turns his gaze back to the strangled woman at his feet, keeping his stance. He makes note of her features, coming to realize this was the “Warrior Of Light” he’d heard so many reports about. “So weak. So Unsporting To Finally Battle. There You Lie, Without Out The Protection Of Your Beloved Hydaelaen . Pathetic.” Finally he looks back to the creature rushing him.

The Viera doesn’t stop, growling as he drives himself onto the katana. Reaching out with broken limbs, muscles torn out form under his skin in frenzy. Vying for Zenos’ throat, managing to reach and clutch around the imperials windpipe, crushing it. Claws digging into his neck as Zenos begins to recoil, stance faltering, bringing the viera closer to his target. The viera writhes on the sword, letting it snap off inside his ribs, narrowly avoiding any organ as he musters up the last of his strength. A final claw trenches itself into Zenos’ Carotid artery, spraying his blood onto the Beasts face. The Garlean Invader drops the hilt of his now shattered blade, ripping the attacker off of him violently, throwing the broken creature over their sister. Clutching at the side of his neck and cursing beneath struggled breaths. Shifting his eyes back from behind the long strands of gold, he looks over towards his attacker, seeing him hunched over protectively over the earlier woman. Blade still lodged in his ribs, barely alive and yet…

“You.. You.. Savage, .. You.. Will Make Worthy Prey..” vaguely pointing at the Dying creature, he makes a promise. One Only the Beast would hear as the scions come to their aid finally…

Zenos disappears into the smoke and flame, leaving the Reach as a reminder for the resistance to cower from.

…The viera finally succumbs to the agony form his wombs, doubling over onto his sister, bleeding out into the ash sands as the scions reach their bodies, dragging them away… anywhere away from here..

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vent art

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The future is where my destiny awaits...

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You're never gonna catch me saying stuff like, "Zenos had to die, in the end. He'd just hurt so many people. 😢 It had to happen. 😢"

Because I am one of those people who look at the long trail of blood behind the Warrior of Light, and their characterization moments in HW, where they pursue vengeance, in SB, where they're like, "I'll kill your god even if I don't have to," in the entire Dark Knight questline, and I go, "Yeah, nah, we both should be dead, then."

The Warrior of Light forges numerous relic weapons that use the blood of people to give it strength, when you think about it, but nope. It's ZENOS who's the only monster here.

Sure, Jan.

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Keep groovin’ baby!!!

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Thank you, Seto.