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pregnant Nari call that the one who expects

Things Lamb/Leshy/Heket say to Narinder out of the blue just to provoke a reaction out of him

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been watching ponies recently

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age hcs

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find it very comedic that we have the option to give this dude mushrooms untill he litteraly fucking dies

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I animated kallamar dying in a car crash

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Shamura and baby Nari

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i miss my sons guys

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kitty

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I'm running out of stuff to post and this drawing is taken ages so take a deviant art era Narinder gif I made in a blind panic

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I really loved this game. The vibes were immaculate. Anyway I’m only capable of making one joke about it lol

(non gif/hi res image under the cut)

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ITS THE CRUSTY CAT LOOK AT HIM 💥💥💥

doodled my friend’s (@roune) narinder love this freak

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I finally drew shamura! (My au’s design :^) ) (my wrist is hurting really bad so the second one doesn’t look that good)

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They say you die three times, first when the body dies, second, when your body enters the grave, and third, when your name is spoken for the last time. You were a normal person in life, but hundreds of years later, you still haven’t had your “third” death. You decide to find out why.

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Eyelashes are on that premium subscription 😩

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"I've made a new friend today, lamb."

Trudging along, bells toiling, the god of mercy visits the plains once more in search of lost souls in need of saving. A lush flower grove grows beneath their hooves, only to quickly rot and age underneath the crimson cloak. The scent of herb coated the ancient long gone architecture with new vigor.

Narinder still clings to their ancient master, loyal as always joining the solemn walk. He announces his blessed day, he made a friend, looking up to the towering beast for a sign that he has been heard. He almost wishes to choke a sob, for he sees there's none. A trudge, new life, for it to end, the echos of chimes, an omen of sleep. He remembers the days when he despised the infant god for being so childish, the cursed mocking laughter of a sickly kind soul, to see the joy written on their face, to see how proud they were when the news was given. Delight that Narinder is no longer so lonesome with the new family. He'd give anything to break this damned curse, just to see that annoying, pitiful, awful, smile again.

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no matter the circumstance you somehow always end up trapped