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you sir have lost the internet. You do not deserve my reddit gold, nor my most epic of upvotes. Leave these lands and never return from the accursed realm you travel to

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my first time drawing him

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When you used the Margit’s Shackle

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My friend @hazybleary's beautiful OC I ruined her haha

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Miquella and my friend's character 🥺🙏🏻

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Non omnis moriar: I shall not all die ♡

SFW. Eye Trauma, first person POV. OC drabble, a Perfumer meets an unfortunate fate during the war.

Word count — 352

Betwixt sunset and twilight, surrounded by fiery arrows and howls of men; I found myself intercepted by a densely armored knight. His golden helm adorned with hoary feathers, as lithe as a soaring hawk despite the stout brass, he had caught me ill-equipped. My back was turned against my assailant, I couldn't hear him approach through my hefty headgear and the chaos around us. The tall figure towered over me, terror struck as I turned my head to face him. My blood ran cold, I took what I assumed would be my last breath and thought of my mother, for I had wished for her comfort during my last moments alive.

The knight got hold of me, tugging at my uniform with violence. All I could do was stare, my body succumbed to my terror. If he noticed my pathetic compliance perhaps he would’ve left me as I was an unfit foe. The following moment became a haze; firstly the stillness, then came the deafening chime, then the pinching hurt. My right eye was set ablaze, or so I thought, my head pulsated at the most gentle gust. Bright lights flickered before me, as the chimes fell quiet I heard my holler, my throat ached as I laid on the ground. My body contorted into unknown shapes as I howled. Haphazardly I poked my digit into my right eye, only to be met with a barren hole. My remaining eye darted to my attacker, an orb pinched between his thumb and finger, claws prickling holes as juice seeped down his fingers.

The back of my head slammed against the ground, I felt as if I was being choked, air didn’t fill my lungs anymore. Further into the distance I saw a figure, an immense figure wielding a golden spear, fighting alongside men. My sight turned blurry as wetness bled into my remaining eye, my abdomen cramped as bile leaked through my dry mouth. The remote trumpets grew into a thudding beat, slowly, my sight faded.

A faint whisper of my mothers voice, “Remus, you’re unsuited for Leyndell. I beg of you, reconsider.”

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Hi!!

I’m opening commissions! If you’re interested please check out my kofi for more info!

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by jasprtz

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l love Gangle...to much love her...

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Bewitched

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Today's friend is the Brown Cheeky Dog! Happy Pride 🌈

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i need to STOOOOPPPPPPP !!!!!! thinking of THAT MANNNNNNN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *continues* *continues* *continues*

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Mesmess is one whole year old :)