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He wants me so bad

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him again

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i might have accidentally pulled an all-nighter but I finished this from start to finish ehe

aideen montana or something along those lines ref link

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um... it's kinda messed up that you can name your horse a slur :\

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so, I'm a car enthusiast (as in: one of the people that want to go to Tokyo for the cars only) and that made me wonder if any of 'yall have headcanons on what cars your OCs would drive - if they'd have a license at all???

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Oh yeah, I found Zee on the Haunted Trail this year.

She didn't move, but if I ran away and ran back, she'd give me her "Zee gives you a side eye as you pass" popup over and over 🥰

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RoFD Prompt Month

Day 12: Bottle

Gamers, are we bottling our emotions up?

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Today's the anniversary of Alina's account... I haven't been playing as long as many others, but it still somehow feels like I've known her forever.

Here's her first day in Jorvik. She has no idea what's in store; the bonds she'll form and the adventures she'll have, but it's pretty obvious that there's something special about this place.

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ao3 finally gave me an account smh

Here's Alina's version of events, mostly (but probably not entirely) following the worldbuilding of dark-rider-pr's Riders of Fallen Dawn apocalypse AU.

The first two parts are already posted to tumblr, they've received minor edits, but this third chapter is entirely new.

I don't think I'll be adding every update here, but I'll post this one just to share the link >w>

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The Prayer for Constant Torment

Part two: Warrior messenger

(pt. 2)

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Hello RoFD community. We've got writing. Be aware this part contains violence (including drawn stuff) okay thanks <3

@dark-rider-pr i've cooked

Rowan had finally made up their mind. They had to get out of Jarlaheim. Towards the Dino Valley community.

She didn't really want to leave the safety of the walls, but they wouldn't really be safe for much longer, if Rowan knew her human instincts well enough. Supplies were running low. Low supplies means infighting. She didn't want to stick around for that.

Packing up the few things she needed, she headed out towards the Valley. Cosmos, being the ever reliable steed, carried her off while she turned back to wave at the few friends that bothered to say goodbye. Rowan didn't seem focused on her surroundings at all, overcome with worry now that she was on her own. The gelding's ears flickered in annoyance, but he knew she needed a moment to calm her nerves, and thus walked at a rather leisurely pace.

He shouldn't have. They're not in a position to take things slow.

If only they had come a little further, maybe they would have missed her.

As they were about to enter Greendale, Cosmos suddenly came to a halt, abruptly scanning the area. Something felt off. He's sure he saw something, heard something out of place. Zombies? He could deal with zombies.

If only.

Instead, before either of them had the chance to react, Rowan suddenly gets flung off her horse, the speed and impact when they landed knocking the air right out of her. Something hovers above her, snarling, dripping down blood mixed with what they think is foamed up saliva onto them, while they desperately push it back up with their hands around its neck and her arms locked straight. The sound of snapping teeth and angry growls fills her ears and she looks up and…

It's Alex.

Undeniably. Despite her warped appearance, she'd recognize her friend anywhere. Eyes rolled back, unnaturally long fangs threatening to bite down, dark veins crossing her skin, but still in her iconic blueish flannel and with her long, dark blonde hair. Their eyes meet, yet there's nothing but enraged thirst in response to Rowan's silent plea for recognition, mercy.

This is what became of the Soul Riders..?

Just as Rowan's arms are about to give way, Cosmos springs into action and bites down on Alex's arm, pulling her off of his rider. Rowan stares in horror as her steed throws the husk of her friend onto the ground, stomping and kicking in blind rage, while Alex just screeches in fury. It seems this meal is too much effort for her, as she suddenly stumbles back, choosing to flee the scene, but not before being properly chased off by Cosmos.

When he returns to his rider's side, she's only managed to sit up, one eye half closed while the other inspects her arms…

It burns. And not like it had before. Suppressing her magic has given her rashes covering most of her body, small little wounds, and they tended to sting. But this? No, this felt different. The yellow-greenish liquid coating them should've made it obvious, but she didn't know. All she knew was that something was wrong.

(The Rowan vampire arc starts. Yay!! <3)

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Rachel's final chapter; I'm...technically not in the right headspace for this, but I still hope it doesn't suck too much ass, since I wanted to finish everyone's story before November starts.

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Happy galloper Thompson day everypony, here is your yearly redraw of Gunnar and Jon jarl after the battle over Jarlaheim.

Previous redraws under the cut :]

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Happy Halloween! Wynn's going as Freddy Fazbear this year. Maybe this time he can convince his parents to let him watch the movie.

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With this hoof I will lift your sorrows. Your cup will never empty, for I will be your wine.