halfmnlarks
halfmnlarks
Call It A Worm Concern
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Oh worm? Call me larks.
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halfmnlarks · 2 days ago
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broooo did you seriously disturb my eternal rest & bring me back to this mortal coil just because my ancient enemy the eternal night has returned? after i sealed it away and everything? which one of you tampered with my binding runes 🙄
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halfmnlarks · 12 days ago
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Two ladybirds having a shag that i edited cbat over
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halfmnlarks · 12 days ago
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halfmnlarks · 16 days ago
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more witchesss
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halfmnlarks · 1 month ago
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The thing was a mound of flesh and mottled skin, as big as a barn and the shape of a pumpkin. Four tentacles as thick as trees hung limp at its sides; teeth ringed the gaping mouth at the top of its head like a crown.
A huge, sad whale eye the colour of wine stared at the knight. She could see her reflection in the jelly surface.
“We don’t know what it is,” she heard. “Some kind of monster that makes a perfect copy of whatever it eats. They think that was how the Dark Lord made his armies, feeding his minions to it so that it would make hundreds of copies of them. Do you recognize it?”
The knight opened her mouth. She hesitated. “Yeah,” she murmured, drawing out the word. “We found it in the Dark Lord’s tower, right?”
“That’s right. That’s where it ate you.”
The knight turned around and looked at her other reflection. This one appeared to be about ten years older, and had doffed her armor for a loose blue tunic and breeches.
She was holding a cup of tea. She had pressed another cup into the knight’s hand when she woke up here. It had been a shock finding herself suddenly out the obsidian dungeons of the Dark Lord’s tower and into this tall room of stone and straw. The warmth of it in her hands steadied her a bit.
“Everyone else in the party was worried, but then it started making copies of you,” the copy went on, staring up at the tentacled thing. “And all of the copies helped fight against the Dark Lord, and we won, and peace was restored across the land, but then nobody could figure out how to kill the damn thing or just to make it stop. Dozens of copies of us in a day, hundreds in a week, and then someone decided that the only thing we could do is just bring the thing here, seal it off and hope it starved to death.”
She sipped her tea. “Anyways, that was two-hundred years ago and it’s slowed down a bit. It can only make a new copy of us every few weeks now.”
The knight looked down into her tea. The copy had also draped a blanket over her shoulders.
“I have so many questions,” she said.
“I figured.”
“How can it be two-hundred years? I can still remember breaking into the tower. That feels like it was just minutes ago.”
“It was, basically. Your brain is a perfect copy of the original you’s brain at the exact moment she was eaten.”
“But the quest is just — done?”
“Yep. You missed some of the things that needed tying up afterward. There was a war, and a dragon, and some business about a ring.” She waved a hand. “It was before my time. Things are pretty settled now.”
“My parents?”
“Passed away about a hundred-and-fifty years ago. I’ve been told that they were very proud.”
The knight nodded. “Um. I don’t know if you know — we had an elf in our party—”
“I’m aware.”
“I — right. Obviously. Um. It’s just, after everything was done, I was going to ask her—”
“One of us did. She said yes. She outlived her. A couple of us have tried to reach out since then, but she wants to be left alone for a while.”
The knight considered this. “Uh — right,” she said eventually. Her fingers tightened around the tea cup. “Um. What do I do now?”
Her older copy shrugged. She had let her hair grow out again, the knight noticed. There were a few strands of grey against the black. “That’s up to you, I’m afraid,” she said. “A lot of us are finding work as soldiers and sellswords. We’ve done it for so long that most armies know we’re reliable and don’t tend to turn one of us away. Most of us are just sort of spreading out, wandering the world. Some of us keep in touch.”
The knight frowned. “What do you do?”
Her copy paused, tea cup half raised to her lips. “Sorry?”
“You said it only makes a new copy every few weeks now. So you just stay here and wait for a new one to show up?”
She lowered the cup. “Well,” she said. “I guess I just — I know what it can be like, waking up here in the dark, and it — it can be horrible trying to figure all of this out on your own.
“So I thought that what I’d do is just stay here with a pot of tea, and whenever I see myself again, I tell her that — that she’s not alone.”
“We aren’t?”
“Of course not. We’re all in this together, you know.”
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halfmnlarks · 1 month ago
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Was a doodle I did on children’s day but I finished it anyway.I want to pet them on the head……
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+btw I’m into whatever dynamic these three rich boys are in and the fault lies with full-stop office IDs.Seriously PM can we get a Full stop Sinc in the future?? I need it.
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halfmnlarks · 2 months ago
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a white guy from america treats going to japan like a pilgrimage to mecca. and when he gets there all he’s gonna do is buy an SNES game he can’t play when he gets home
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halfmnlarks · 2 months ago
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Pro tip:
with the Pervert trait you can equip Black Nitrile Gloves to gain a Morale bonus while washing dishes
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halfmnlarks · 2 months ago
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evolution of heathcliff in my eyes
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halfmnlarks · 2 months ago
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halfmnlarks · 3 months ago
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she edge me for miles for all im worth til i rise like a phoenix. wright
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halfmnlarks · 3 months ago
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This took me 2 days but it felt like a month. Here is my comic, i drew it and Remus's hair changes side every 3 drawings ignore it. enjoy. reblog. Comission me so i can keep drawing this yaoi.
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halfmnlarks · 3 months ago
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happy pride month everyone
(transcript & extra stuff below)
I wanted Elliott's dialogue to be in cursive! sorry if that's hard to read here's the transcript:
E: "Tell me, doctor Harvey. You've been living in the valley for... 2 years now?"
H: "almost 3."
E: "How could someone as handsome as you not have someone to call a lover? Hmm?"
H: "I- er... I suppose... Um... I'm rather shy... And- much older than most bachelorettes. It wouldn't be right (Plus, I'm their doctor...)."
E: "...bachelorettes? And what about the bachelors, doctor? I'm not blind, you know. It may not be obvious to others, but we've been friends for long enough. You're bad at hiding it."
H: "Um... Uhm... Umm... Uumm...." (FUCK FUCK FUCK)
E: "Haha! hahaha! Oh, Harvey."
H: (He's... very pretty like this.)
E: "I'm only teasing, you know. I do wish you were less afraid of opening up."
H: "I, um... I suppose this could be the wine speaking, but... you're right. I've- I've never truly allowed myself to... experiment. Maybe..."
E: "Hm?"
H: "M-Maybe I could, I could, you know, open up... Try to... Try... something new...?"
E: "My. Try something new, you say?"
H: "...Yes..."
E: "I suppose... I wouldn't oppose to that."
E: "...It's late. We should get going anyways. Why not stay over for the night, doctor Harvey?"
H: "Um... Okay!" (WHY DID I SAY IT LIKE THAT.)
Anyhow! I very much believe that Harvey & Elliott have a lot of potential. I think Harvey would very much be a repressed bisexual, & I think Elliott would openly flirt with him (in a playful manner), which would kinda help Harvey loosen/open up a bit :-)
Thank you for reading!
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halfmnlarks · 3 months ago
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in dark souls 4 you will be able to squirt a little extra honey onto the cheerieos if u dont think its sweet enough on its own
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halfmnlarks · 3 months ago
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buy that transgender woman a large cut of high quality fresh farm-grown salmon from the store
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halfmnlarks · 3 months ago
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shit ton of people are repeating the thing about hayao miyazaki saying AI art is an "insult to life itself" and just as a reminder he was talking about the zombies that team made that were intended to be scary in how much they shook, but instead reminded him of his disabled friend. the insult to life itself was referring to the team trying to make scary real symptoms that people live with.
it was a quote about ableism. if he has said other things about AI type stuff, that is a different thing. but that specific quote was about ableism.
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halfmnlarks · 3 months ago
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nooooo little German boy don’t go into that drag show….. (LIMBUS COMP.)
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Yeah I have no regrets making this even if it took like 20+ fucking hours of my life away from me
(og meme + closeups)
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