#if you know

[allo-frouto]

Pussy slaps with a hand or a cock?

Slaps with cock are superior.

[misscloudiedays]

Hi Guys

[twentysideddinglehopper]

[madpatti]

The light dragon :')

[womanonthehill]

KinnPorsche and ChatKhem "flying a kite"

[shittyalchemist]

worms…?

{This is not my art. The artist’s name is Stephen Gibson.}

[oifaaa]

Let's see who the real batman fans are;

VS

[xi-xi-chen]

[thelastsaiyanprincess]

being a brat 🤝🏽 being a knismo

[partyprankster]

third part funny

[bloodofgrapes]

romantic associates

[striderl]

Elite Cameraman 99% of the time:

And that 1% is a simp.

[fangirlofallthefanthings]

[CW: Injury. Odysseus meets someone... I wonder who they could be 👀]

The trees blurred past. The wind rushed in Odysseus’s ears. He would think this ride was exhilarating if he were in control and on flat ground. But with every second that passed, Odysseus was closer and closer to falling out of the saddle. He wrapped his arms around the horse’s neck and held on for dear life. The horse breathed heavily as it ran, sweat running down its flanks and neck. Odysseus’s hands were slipping, so he tightened his grip. The horse only panicked more. It bucked up and down as it ran, jerking its head from side to side.

Odysseus saw brightness quickly approaching as the horse sped down the path. They burst through the bushes, and his vision was momentarily white as his eyes adjusted. The horse ran in a zigzagging pattern, and Odysseus nearly slipped from his saddle. It bucked and stomped as it whinnied in fear. Odysseus grabbed the reins tightly again. He heard shouting some distance away and saw that he was near the castle.

The horse panicked more at the people rushing to the scene and started trying to buck Odysseus off. The young prince held on tight, but the reins he wrapped around his hands started getting too tight. He couldn’t feel his fingers, which were beginning to turn blue. He adjusted his grip and released the pressure.

But at that moment, the horse reared up again. Odysseus’s feet slipped out of the stirrups, and he fell. Odysseus tumbled backward over the croup, his legs up in the air. His arm shot back, an instinct to catch himself he wasn’t aware of.

The heel of Odysseus’s hand hit the ground first. Pain bolted up his arm, and he cried out. He landed hard on the grass, throbbing pain running up and down his arm. Out of the corner of his eye, Odysseus saw the horse turn toward him in its panic, pounding its feet. The horse reared up, and Odysseus felt like ice was coursing through his body. He covered his head with his good arm and curled his body tightly, bracing for an impact.

But it never came. Odysseus felt the ground near him shake with stamping hooves and heard the horse neighing, but he wasn’t hit. He opened his eyes, unsure of when he closed them.

A boy was standing above Odysseus and faced the horse. His arms were outstretched, and he guided the fearful animal away from the prince on the ground. The boy’s hair was short with tight curls, and his clothes were dirty and patched up in several places. He looked about Odysseus’s age, maybe younger, but he looked as experienced as the best horse trainer in the castle.

The horse backed away and bucked its head, but the boy slowly took the reins. At that moment, Ctimene, Eurylochus, and Polites rode out of the forest, dismounted their horses, and rushed to Odysseus’s side. They helped Odysseus to his feet as he held his arm to his chest, the pain worsening.

As his friends and sister helped him back to the castle, Odysseus couldn’t help but look back at the stable boy calming the horse, hoping to see the face of the one who saved his life.

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Pt. 1

[huevobuevo]

hey guys. So did you know that a fish. A goldfish. Has only three seconds of memory. But not really that’s just for the jo

[me-sploh-rada-imas]

🧍🇱🇻🧍

[jarchivism]

slowly but surely, we're making an avatar groupchat and a Fearpocalypse possible! /sillyj

And how fitting it is to do it in The Archivist’s kinblog.