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YESSS LORD MORE OF THIS

ʚ buff fluttershy ɞ because i'm here to deliver what you didn't thought you needed before 🐇💌

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AWOOOGA AGDBAJHD THMMYUMTUUTUMMY

Either way, transgender goat lives on, as long as I'm alive so will be Łucja

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Krusie anniversary (and Ralsei)

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sick today so the horses must suffer too

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FATT!! The fishsuras are busting out and showing off their new drip!! (THEY ARE SO CUTE APPRECIATE THEM!!!!)

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Fishsura LORE TIME!!:

They are green because they’re seasick and have developed a dotted skin pattern as to resemble a fish’s scales. There are about 6 of these lil fellers, 3 pairs of twins. Everyone is specialized in their respective study to come together and form the most elite fishing group in all of Tyria!! (as far as they know.)

Now for the twins!

Flikka and Floppi > Flikka is named after how one might flick a fishing rod back in to reel in a fish, Floppi is named after the floppy nature of fish!

Fluxxo and Flavva > Fluxxo is named after the ways in which water fluctuates and changes, Flavva is named after the tasty flavor and ways to cook fishies!

Fletti and Flowwa > Fletti is named after the ways in which many fish flitter about, Flowwa is named after the flow of water as well as the ways botanicals can affect fishing!

If you ever see a FATTsura out fishing in Kourna, Nayos or all over the world never hesitate to say hello!!

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Lovee art,,

Penelope (or pibb)

(SHE/THEY) 🏳️‍⚧️🐕

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Pretty ;///; I love… THEY (boom!!!) such a pretty,,, THEM!!! (BOOOM!!!)

every time you he/him kris in my comments another one of these spawns on my computer

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Yeehaw I say, yeehaw.

horror fic about inquest getting a hold of a nightmare court necromancer sylvari and dissecting them only to find their organs are held in place by thick spiderwebs and their 'immune system' is a massive colony of black widows. and of course when they recoil in horror and turn around the sylvari gets back up

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GOOD GRAVY

My delightful mesmer floof-lord, Ruadrine! She is a tiny, lilac, and precious salad >w<

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Me rn

job application

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I know a lot of red headed people don’t enjoy being called orange but…- I have orange kitty. And orange partner. My oranges <3

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GAY?!!?!!!

(A book found along Bava Nisos's Jumping Puzzle. Written text under the cut.)

Treasonous Literature

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A single excerpt of the book remains legible.

ADVISORY: This text has been delisted by the table of the arch-steward for seditious material. It is not approved for distribution. Existing copies are recommended for immediate destruction.

Persons found in possession of unauthorized literature are subject to penalty, including but not limited to: fines, detention, transportation, execution, and community service.

...It was the silence, Junon realized. It should have tipped him off.

Damn fool, he thought to himself, wings flexing on instinct. A fine mess you've gotten into this time. The seer trap had sprung before he could register its presence woven into the stone below him. It had been subtle. Pragmatic. Nearly mursaat.

The blue tendrils of magic binding him held fast, pinning him flush against the cold wall of the ritual antechamber. Shadowcraft? No; too reckless while the mirror network remained throttled. The Hidden Wings could no longer be trusted, either. Improvisation was the name of the game, now...and Junon's life would be the collateral.

For the moment, he affected a casual lack of concern. His attention turned to his seer captor.

Viaro the Tragedian regarded Junon with a cold kind of satisfaction, two of his four arms folded behind his back. The other two arms occupied themselves with the shadowstone dagger, as though mocking Junon for ever believing the relic would be left so carelessly unguarded.

His old friend Viaro. Who else could it have been? Deadly as any seer assassin. Twice as prideful.

"You're slipping," Viaro remarked lightly. The corner of his mouth betrayed his excitement.

Junon kept his own voice light. "So are you," he said. He returned the smile, hidden though it lay beneath his mask. "An invisibility hex? One of ours, I suspect. I thought subterfuge anathema to your kind."

"Failure is anathema," Viaro hissed. His face was close now, all lines and deep angles. "My fhogos shall do whatever it takes to save this world from your vile chaos."

"Will you?" Junon breathed.

Viaro's fingers found purchase on the facets of Junon's mask.

With each clasp undone, Junon's mind wandered. How many centuries had they known one another? How many of Viaro's forces had Junon killed? How many of Junon's forces had fallen to Viaro? In the end, only they were left standing, the two constants in the deadly calculus of war between their peoples.

When Viaro's hands withdrew, Junon's mask followed. For the very first time, they knew each other fully. Eye to eye.

"There you are," whispered the Tragedian.

For a moment they stood there, silent. A fleeting eternity.

The page is torn away at the bottom. The messy nature of the tear implies passion.

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“You know, it really pissed me off when you licked that cracker.”

Yeah? Yeah? AND IT PISSED ME OFF WHEN YOU WOULDNT TAKE THE ONE I TOOK A VERY LOVING BITE OUT OF. BITCH

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WOOF WOOF BARK WOOF

ldrd my fav toxic lesbian fuckups

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happy pride month.... time to revive this one

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You see my vision.

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UGH i want to be interesting SO BAD like yesss pick me I have so much to say. Like… please let me lead you into my lair with my extensive lore and world building for each of my OC’s and my partner’s….

Chaus is my sweet baby child. She’s my favorite and she’s sooo messy but like.. also super cool Commander kick ass. Let me charm you with my cool elemental powers

(Side note: I LOVE when the game lets me use elementalist stuff to solve problems. Let me melt my way out of prison bars in LWS4, let me burn the bug grass in Janthir. PLEASE give me more of that. Cuz wdym I can’t burn down some stupid fucking vines in HoT.)

(Side Side Note: Given the commander (in my case) is an asura- I wish other asurans would talk to me like I knew wtf they was talking about. Cuz Taimi often goes: “Let me put this in terms you’d understand” to like… dumb it down. I get she’s super genius but this happens everywhere. Let me be smart damn it!! )