#3rd life smp series
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landofspaceandrainbows · 2 months ago
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On that note, the recent Ren/Martyn Treebark developments seem very The Locked Tomb - core. Has anyone done a TLT AU yet, I mean I'm certain at least a few, and they're probably absolutely fire!
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Ren has built with enough wood to be familiar with axes, but this isn't his axe - an yet he can feel his hands closing around it deftly and swinging it with deep familiarity during this fight. It's a sickeningly disorienting feeling, but soft and comforting in some way. his chest feels fluttery and warm somehow, though the tears on his face mingle coldly with the pre-dawn wind.
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aniisol · 3 months ago
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mumbo thinks he could beat most the irl hermits in a fistfight. okay. let's see. welcome back, my name is grian and today we're all gathered here to kick off a brand new life series in the middle of this actual forest
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noorlakes · 3 months ago
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I am a child of divorce
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eydilily · 2 months ago
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small victories ^^
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pixveerei · 2 months ago
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Reputation
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riskhour · 2 months ago
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the life series winners but its that one saiki k scene
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astystar · 18 days ago
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2/7 winners designs :3
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grim-lie · 3 months ago
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forgot to post these blorblos on my tumblr lol
guess who i draw excessively
it’s gonna be outdated in two days when someone new joins the series, watch
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ckarlova · 1 month ago
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Welcome the new Champion of the games!
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Scar's sort of a freak maybe
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Try to keep a consistent artstyle for 4 frames challenge: impossible
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landofspaceandrainbows · 1 month ago
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Thanks to @flashfictionfridayofficial for the prompt!
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Grian can see more with his eyes closed, the small wing'd form stands on top of the mountain. The stars are coming out and the moon is rising.
Flick, flick, flick, candlelight-flickering sights of visions or old memories. Here is Scar stripped to the waist in the wrestler's loincloth, his fist smashing into Grian's face, here's Scar and Grian embracing. Here's a sharp eyed figure, long hair plaited back and bun tied up severely, practical. It's Pearl cutting and cooking flesh from the undead for her dogs, to make it safe for them. Her training them for the hunt is endless. Here is Scar again in wizard's robes deep in a tower on a mountain, showing Joel his stash of gems.
It's no longer his place, Grian's place to acknowledge that his face is getting wet below his eyes. But he does collect a bit of his own spit and tears for a friend's healing and invisibility potions. He can do enough with that.
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Seven or eight years ago.
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"Guys?"
The small figure half whispers into the newly upgraded communicator. The silent communicator. None of his usual neighbors are with him… like what usually happened when they jumped through space, none of them. Just the giant-for-him crossbow digging into Grian's back and the cutout shape of black wings against the sky, and the pillars. And two glowing purple eyes just a couple of feet from his face. THE purple eyes, the dragon that they had gone… to fight… together he thought. The dragon or should he say "dragon" that was more abstract concept to deal with than creature. Their little group's TEST. And another figure was there on the fountain's edge not so far away, a purplish shape that he somehow knew, that felt frightening but familiar like an old, old acquaintance, hooded and robed, who he knew was only here to observe.
To be honest it wasn't just to observe, through him Grian felt himself becoming more distant too, like this was just numbers on a page for a redstone project, like this wasn't a thing and he wasn't a person. In the end he was always like two people in situations like these and one was just an observer, why not lean into it? He grasped his hand around the rough grippy leather of his sword hilt and began his attack on the dragon, thinking it would seal his fate one way or another.
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sadagios · 20 days ago
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even more popstars for tonight's lineup : life series winners edition
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see the opening performance (griande and scarpenter) here
bonus scott under the cut (warning, a lot of skin... and me losing my sanity)
someone requested sabrina scottpenter... here you go (theres so much skin im sorry)
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im ashamed to say how long i spent thinking about the nicknames. just have this mess if a scratch page . im going insane i think
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isjasz · 8 months ago
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Stellar death
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shepscapades · 26 days ago
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Evil Anvil has permanently changed my brain chemistry about the ending of limited life
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galaxystt · 4 months ago
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do you mind?? they're trying to kill each other
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goatedgreen · 2 months ago
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Disappearing Act !
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