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cle0we0 · 1 year ago
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idia, i like you
“You wanna know if my hair's hot? It can get that way when I'm mad, but not usually… ...Wanna touch it? Scratch that. Forget I asked.”
Idia Shroud, Dorm Uniform Card
“Wait.. I do want to touch your hair” You mumbled quietly. His hair was so interesting to you. It was practically flames, but they weren't hot? You smiled as you noticed the tips of his hair turn pink.
‘What does that mean?’ You asked as you took the initiative to touch his hair. You took the tips of his hair and ran your fingers through it. You watched him tremble slightly as you took control of the situation. He looked flustered, which was a sight you liked to see. You’d developed a liking towards him after you noticed how passionate he was about his video games. And how cute he was when he was shy, which was most of the time when you two were alone. You knew that the feeling was mutual, but he’d never confess to you. 
“I-it means.. uuhmm..” You heard him take a breath; a long one at that. You gave him your smile and tilted your head. Your fingers were still running through his hair. 
“...that I'm flustered or.. uh embarrassed.” You heard him whisper underneath his breath. You blinked as he admitted the true meaning. You couldn’t help but smile after that. Of course it meant that. An idiot could figure that out. You just wanted to listen to him talk. You liked it when you listened to him ramble about video games to the people he didn’t like in school (which was practically anyone who’s extroverted). 
You couldn’t help but notice how intimate your position was. You were holding eye contact with him at this point. You were inches away from him as you caressed his hair. He was looking at you as you played with his hair. Maybe it was the right time to confess, right now, in the middle of his room. Ortho was out on a stroll, probably talking to anyone he saw in the halls. Yeah, maybe it is.
“Idia,” You muttered, going over your words in your head. You watched him nod and you let out a soft sigh. “I like you, a lot." 
You knew it was going to end in the words you wanted to hear after you saw half his hair turn pink and his stuttering. You giggled as you saw the mess of the boy you like.
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homoeroticchess · 8 months ago
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moritz monday
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flourishing-fagopsis · 23 days ago
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THE ABSCESS
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The Abscess is a decaying corpse of what was once a Godfall, some long-forgotten deity eternally rotting in the Wasteland. Within its behemoth ribcage is a settlement of tents, made of bone spikes and skin-leather, the easiest material to access in an otherwise bleak red sand desert.
Dragons within The Abscess come and go, and some stay longer than others, but the majority of its existence revolves around what this corpse provides. Pieces of flesh and what once were organs, horn, and scale, are cut and sold as remedies to other Clans, the kind of cannibalistic medicine that the Wasteland loves best. Teeth and bone are fashioned into weapons to be sold, and everything that was taken rebuilds itself, slowly but inexorably, in fracture patterns of ever smaller copies.
A mysterious process allows the rest of the offal and fluids to be distilled into something called Godsblood, a drug that creates a burst of berserker-like energy and regenerative power with side effects that include hallucinations.
A small fraction of the Godsblood that is created is used within the settlement, or traded occasionally, but most of it is shipped on small zepplins and airships to an end unknown by most making it; it finds its way to Blackminster in the Emperor's Wake, where their martial leader conducts… experiments, shall we say, on the very nature of 'Godhood'.
The role of The Abscess is made clear through the role of Magaera. She claims no leadership of the settlement, but remains the fixture that ties it together, a scholar in disarray as much as a battle-torn former soldier, and she is respected well enough where she isn't feared. Those who stay long enough know she ultimately holds the key to HOW Godsblood is distilled, the penultimate step that turns it from bacterial slurry to something else. And she guards that knowledge with jealous determination.
Gaplands tie-in officially sanctioned by @ringleaderising yes i saw your tags and yes i am giving you a goofy thumbs up (ง ᐖ)ว
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megmoon1111 · 1 year ago
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augustatheghost · 8 months ago
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been watching season 11 and once again have so many thoughts about the olivia/elliot/sonya dynamic, as it relates the latter being an explicit allusion to serena. how much sonya and elliot butt heads and straight up Do Not like each other. she thinks he’s stupid and simple, he thinks she’s cruel and snobby.
and then there’s how olivia…retreats from sonya. in a way we’d never really seen, particularly with an ADA and particularly when it comes to an antagonist of elliot’s. in the midst of this woman’s specific brand of chaos olivia says very little, almost just observes. there’s a weariness to it. little surprise. but it seems like instinct for olivia to fall to the foreground when sonya unleashes. like sometimes she is literally physically behind elliot. and elliot is constantly on guard with her — expecting the worst, quick to anger even by his own standards, ready to fight back.
anyways much to think about!!!
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dacuslucy · 1 year ago
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happy mattea roach monday
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bloodxmoon · 4 months ago
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Sorry, too busy making my ass fatter (rotting in bed all day)
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vigarioamelia · 9 months ago
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now i don't really know sunday but given what i know so far in the penacony questline he appears to have, uhm, a few issues, to say the least
as a matter of context i'm still at the beginning i just met firefly so if i talk bullshit it's because i know nothing
like he gives a very intimidating vibe at first. i think that's something we can all agree on, right? probably because of the christian symbology and the whole angel-like thing he has going on. his sister robin doesn't seem that connected to christian symbology (at least at first glance) and i was straight up expecting sunday to be idk manipulative?
i was surprised to just find him... disturbed. i watched the penacony trailer as well and the way he just looks away... that's a man with issues right there. NOW IF I HAD TO GUESS i would say he has trust issues. 'the family' doesn't seem very receptive to me and i'm thinking that sunday doesn't really trust anyone besides his sister robin, but because she's yk a joyous singer and all of that, he doesn't want to involve her in his concerns, so maybe she's sorta kept in the dark as he himself deals with all the shit
also i think there's something between him and aventurine because hmmmm idk how to say it i just got a vibe you know i'm feeling very sensitive
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wensdaiambrose · 7 months ago
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It sure has been a Sunday.
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iamunabletothinkofablogname · 8 months ago
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I shall have to venture into the outside :/ [aka gtg out. cyall soon]
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hoboblaidd · 23 days ago
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"all of us would have died if I hadn't taken it!" Alanari snaps back, too exhausted, too overwrought, to hold back their temper. "including the sentinels! I know you didn't want that, so why blame me for doing something about it?"
“It is not blame.” Solas threw up his arms in frustration, pacing the confines of the rotunda. It was purely instinctual. Their backs had been up against a wall and there had been no other option. But that didn’t mean he had to like it.
“All mortals die,” he snapped, but even as he said it, he knew that this mortal could not be spared. Not before they’d stopped Corypheus, and further because…he cared about them, and knew what this would do. “What you have done is not - death would be preferable. At least it is an end. This power, this geas, it is not something that you will ever be free of. Can you possibly understand that?”
He finally stopped his pacing just long enough to fix them with a look that was both grief and desperation. “You are Mythal’s creature now. Her will is as much a part of you as your own, and the will of a god is not something anyone can withstand, mortal or otherwise. You saw how it chained the sentinels to the Temple, to their duty, and they are immortal. What do you think it will do to you? Did you even consider it?”
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flyingspicerack · 1 year ago
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ososan aggie tonight 8:30pm est
since im not streaming, im hosting aggie tonight, sorry its last minute
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yourfavouritetasha · 5 months ago
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I think at this point my bio should be "professional academic nightmare and slut in my free time"
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gnzma · 1 year ago
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Great news I'm asking a character question. If Guzma had a preference for fanfiction what would it be?
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[ it's with a heavy heart that i have to say
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yea he'd go for the plot-what-plot kind of fics. there might be the occasional crackfic here and there but he's mostly here to read about lady maria and f!good hunter fuck nasty on top of the astral clocktower ]
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mxwhore · 2 years ago
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really feeling like drawing gore. Today
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killjoygem · 1 year ago
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Stayed in bed all day today but it actually felt nice and not like I was a failure. I think its just because I decided to do it at some point. Like I let myself
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