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lamentingprophet · 1 month
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"Oberon? Oooberon?"
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"Oh my f^*%ing Lord, he f#@$ing dead."
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lamentingprophet · 3 months
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i love that so far every angel Foreigner has interacted with either has extreme homoerotic sexual tension (Foreigner&Elijah/Sandalphon) or the most unhinged spiteful tension (Foreigner&Lucifer)
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lamentingprophet · 3 months
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-spits on foreigner Jeremiah's food when he looks away- /l.ucifer
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Foreigner grabs the plate he ever so meticulously put together... And hands it to Goredolf. "I have prepared this platter for thee as gesture of kindness and gratitude for our foreseeable cooperation, director of Chaldea."
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lamentingprophet · 3 months
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"I am not used to going in the battlefield, even if it's for support! Give me a break, will you?!" Here comes Jeremiah, sitting down on a chair with a dramatic huff and resting his almond branches staff on his lap. To him just the idea of being surrounded by others so actively, let it be fellow servants or the humans of Chaldea, was anxiety-inducing on its own. "I...I need a moment to rest these old bones and catch my breath. Give me a couple of minutes or so, please..."
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lamentingprophet · 3 months
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oh we giving our muses pokemon? bet.
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Ruler Jeremiah: Absol
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Baruch: Cofagrigus
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Foreigner Jeremiah: Mega Absol
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lamentingprophet · 3 months
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@darabeatha
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"....Do you see any blossoms on these branches? Do you see even a single leaf growing? No? Then of course there are no almonds growing on these branches. Go to the cafeteria and get yourself some almonds if so you crave."
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lamentingprophet · 3 months
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Wuaaaah! soft! soft! -rubs his face against his hair!!-
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"That's quite enough of you! Do you wish for The Lord to punish both of us this badly...?! H-Hey, are you even listening to me?! Go nuzzle one of David's sheep instead, I say! They're even softer! H-Hey...!!"
@darabeatha
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lamentingprophet · 3 months
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"I am not used to going in the battlefield, even if it's for support! Give me a break, will you?!" Here comes Jeremiah, sitting down on a chair with a dramatic huff and resting his almond branches staff on his lap. To him just the idea of being surrounded by others so actively, let it be fellow servants or the humans of Chaldea, was anxiety-inducing on its own. "I...I need a moment to rest these old bones and catch my breath. Give me a couple of minutes or so, please..."
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lamentingprophet · 3 months
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i need a master silly enough to take Ruler Jeremiah into final ascension no matter how much he opposes the idea
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lamentingprophet · 3 months
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@darabeatha 'How oddly liberating then, has this place softened you? Interesting, I'll take your pesky eyes in consideration next time, give you a special show"
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"If I were in thy shoes, I would tread the halls of Chaldea with utmost cautious and my words would be chosen with great care, for this place hath not softened neither He or myself. Neither of us hast acted for we were not given any reason to... Yet."
"Heed these words, for this is thy first and final warning, Helel. Whichever spectacle brews within thy wicked mind shall not go unpunished, for these pesky eyes shall never look away."
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lamentingprophet · 3 months
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@darabeatha replied to your post: 'You were looking for me, yes?' (Absolutely shameless)
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"To say we were looking for thee would be incorrect... Rather we watch out for thee, Helel."
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lamentingprophet · 3 months
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He's sensing disturbance in the force Chaldea.
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lamentingprophet · 3 months
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Dehydrated? Dehydrated of LOVE -RUNNING TOWARDS HIM TO HUG HER JERAPPLE PIE-
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He's running away and screaming in sheer terror
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lamentingprophet · 3 months
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What strangely specific scent do you give off?
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the sweetness of water when you're dehydrated.
it's a little lonely out there for you isn't it? people come into your life like a lightning bolt and leave just as quickly, and even if they start to linger it's not the same way they entered. you taste sweet like a pastry when someone should be having a protein bar. you're the desperation of people realizing a little too late that they need someone near them or they'll be lonely more than they'll ever be alone. you're the panic when the water tastes sweet to know that you haven't gotten what your body and heart deserve. it must get tiring, being on your own for so long.
tagged by: @toadmiretoweepover ty for the tag!
tagging: the one reading this
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lamentingprophet · 3 months
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"Can't you see I'm busy?" Without even lifting his head from his tome or the quill from the paper, Ruler spoke coldly as soon as he sensed someone approaching. Contrasting the brooding, aloof expression on his face were his eyes, filled with sadness, with a hint of fear, twitching slightly at the sound of the chair being pulled by the table instead of walking away. "I'm certain there are far better things for one to do than sit here with me. I suggest going elsewhere to better spend your time... Please..."
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lamentingprophet · 3 months
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"Can't you see I'm busy?" Without even lifting his head from his tome or the quill from the paper, Ruler spoke coldly as soon as he sensed someone approaching. Contrasting the brooding, aloof expression on his face were his eyes, filled with sadness, with a hint of fear, twitching slightly at the sound of the chair being pulled by the table instead of walking away. "I'm certain there are far better things for one to do than sit here with me. I suggest going elsewhere to better spend your time... Please..."
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lamentingprophet · 3 months
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"Can't you see I'm busy?" Without even lifting his head from his tome or the quill from the paper, Ruler spoke coldly as soon as he sensed someone approaching. Contrasting the brooding, aloof expression on his face were his eyes, filled with sadness, with a hint of fear, twitching slightly at the sound of the chair being pulled by the table instead of walking away. "I'm certain there are far better things for one to do than sit here with me. I suggest going elsewhere to better spend your time... Please..."
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