#tf dash games

[originemesis]

Spill it! Are you in love with Lute?

There's a furrowing of brows followed by a testy click of talons along a desk and finished with a derisive little snort. Just why everyone is so emotionally invested in his and his lieutenant's affairs is beyond his understanding- and technically his pay grade to prattle pretty about. Plus, it's not like anything he could regurgitate in regards to the matter would ever suffice as an acceptable answer to anyone whom would ask him such a question other than her that made up the subject of its inquiry. Perhaps that was why he was apt to play his word games, because at least if he could undermine the overall intelligence of a third party, he'd get something out of the exchange that wasn't the rolled eyes and rancor of someone who had already decided the answer for him as seamlessly as creation had decided his past partners with an unspoken but settling sentiment of 'suck it up'. Such engagements had always been with an end goal in mind- and he'd be dishonest if he didn't enter into most- if not all manner of relations under the premises of progress pistoned out of a need demanded of the first few to forge- that twit angels would glamorize and see as some pristine privilege they could but pine over and wonder the lot of mortals to be so miserable to shoulder it's cause.

Perhaps that was why he and his ever the sanctimonious superior seemed so at odds at times. He was so often given women that were to be of some service to his role that would have been retired by now had it not been for the whole extermination business that it seemed he was incapable of a deeper level of care that extended past provider...later teacher in the case of his lieutenant.

But what good was a right hand if it didn't align with what actions he needed take? What good was a rib that did not shelter a heart so easily dismantled were it not for his own ruthlessness aimed toward combative interception? When there was no need for the latter thanks to the curated deeds of his right hand in cutting down the obstacles that would impede his designs, then his hand was not only concerned with how it clasped the axe in it, but also the strings attached to the instrument that his weapon also served purpose, even if it was one barely understood by those that heard the sharp edge of a soul used to shatter so many in a singular strum.

Sometimes it just sounded like music- because that was really all it ever was- brought to life by a song in the garden in the same amount of days it took to create the fucking world. A right hand would know that along with every chord and trembled wrist. And she did.

"For the record, no one is ever 'in' love with anything. It's not a damned Olympic sized pool you just topple in one day because you didn't see on the horizon and it's not something you claw your way out of and leave whoever else fell in to drown. Sure, some would love to spin it that way so they can claim you're only 'in' love with a process. Maybe an idea someone becomes instead of themselves. But that's because seraphim exist in a vacuum where you 'live, laugh, love' without any semblance of why. Without the hard shit. Gravel on bare feet's a hard concept for those with wings. I might have them now, but I don't hold my approval at a jumping height because I have the wherewith-fuck-all to recognize you don't just love what you're given and stop at any sustained faults. You get those together ~ until your edges fit so finite that anything set to pry them apart can get fucked." Talons fan ever so briefly enough to intertwine and steeple as if ending the prayer of his own musings with culpable if not condescending smile.

"I am."

[scvcnofswords]

the muse and the mun picrew

tagged by: no one

tagging: @berthindeath @prophetries @fadewalking and anyone else reading this rn. yeah, you.

[jokerx-art]

mmm, warm :)

pls don't copy Ion, he's self-destructive and self-sacrificing

[og idea]

[zincbot]

played through tunic so fast i didn't even process anything besides filling my noteapp with "left right down up", but yo the production line for the obelisks? that was fucked

[voraciouslyindulgent]

when do you gaze at your soulmate?

when they don't see you

you love them and you're not sure they know. but that's okay. you're used to loving more than you are loved. you give more than is given. and maybe others don't understand but you don't expect more. you tell yourself the love in your heart is not meant to be savored by anyone other than you. it's more than enough to get to exist at the same time as them. you stand in their shadow and you thank the sun for casting it. they touch your arm but they do not feel the same warmth which lingers on your skin for days. you gaze at them and they might even be looking right back but they are not seeing into your soul the same way you have memorized theirs. it's enough you tell yourself. it's enough. it's enough. but what if it's not? and what if you're wrong. what if they see you and all this time you have been too scared to ask what they're looking at.

[viciousbite]

How are you in bed?

"Eh? Is it the speed? The vibrations? Is it my flawless skills?!"

He's tapping to another random generator. "What about this one?"

Husbando Material Meter

"Now that's more like it. What did I say? Flawless~"

[diamndbrn]

MESSAGE FROM ARTEMIS:: Listen up, mortal. It's Artemis, the huntress, speaking. I don't have time for sugar-coated words, so here's some raw advice for you:

Trust your instincts: If it smells off, looks off, it probably is. Don't ignore that gut feeling; it's your best weapon.

Own your space: Stand tall and don't let anyone push you around. This world is your territory, and you decide who gets in.

Hunt your goals: Life's a hunt, not a stroll. Set your sights on what you want and go after it with the ferocity of a hungry wolf.

Embrace solitude: Sometimes you need to be your own pack. Learn to enjoy your own company; it'll make you stronger.

Never apologize for being fierce: Being strong doesn't make you heartless. It makes you resilient. Don't back down from being the warrior you are.

Challenge the status quo: Don't be a sheep. If something doesn't sit right with you, be the wolf that challenges it. Make your own rules.

Value loyalty: Surround yourself with those who'd fight alongside you in the darkest forests. Loyalty is a rare treasure; don't waste it on the unworthy.

Take risks: Life's not a spectator sport. If you want the prize, you've got to be willing to leap into the unknown. Fortune favors the bold.

Find your pack: Even a lone wolf needs allies. Forge connections with those who share your fire. Together, you'll be an unstoppable force.

Celebrate victories, learn from defeats: Life's a series of battles. Revel in your victories, but when you stumble, don't dwell. Learn, adapt, and keep moving forward.

Now, go out there and make the gods themselves envy your strength. May the hunt be ever in your favor.

Which Greek God is Looking After You?

[copterbotblades]

What is your obscure love language?

swallowing them whole you love with everything in you. you want to fall in love hard, and you want to love in full. if you could unzip your lover and live inside them, you would. maybe you haven't found someone yet, but you're waiting for the special person, or maybe you're already in a relationship. either way, they're very lucky- because they're going to be absolutely worshipped by you.

[Blades and Dani got the same answer!]

[lewinthelighton]

What type of soul would you have?

Blank Soul.

you have acquired the Blank Soul. you'd walk backwards into hell with a smile on your face. if only you'd care enough. you're blunt, moody and aloof. you'd say you weren't always like this but you seldom remember a time when it wasn't like this. you'd like to do good and you CAN do good, but... do those around you deserve it? haven't you gone through enough? can you save everyone? it's not about saving everyone its about doing what you can. and you know this. somewhere in your deeply sanitised heart you know. albeit your misery you prize yourself in your humour and by the gods you'll never let anyone take that from you. reluctantly you admit to being a good mentor. and i know that you are. you can look after others. it doesn't always end bad. just try not to let the cats claws tear you down. because you've learnt to lick love of the silver glint of a blade. and you're not sure if you can ever go back. You share a soul type with Daan.

[h3artf3ltint3nt]

let me assign you an affection language

an undoing influence

Can someone tell you what to do? You have been carrying so much love within you for so long it is starting to turn into anger (why does it matter, all you see is red anyways) and you have been dragging this body through each day and every night you are split open on your bed and it is so so so lonely. If someone were to walk in while you were on your bed that way and they stitched you back in a new way, lining the seams with their love and kisses, you’d probably find this dreary world a little more bearable. You want someone to turn you over and over until you look in the mirror and see yourself looking back at yourself with a gentleness which has been lacking in you since forever.

Tagged by: No one found it randomly xD Tagging: @meihuasmight @battleguqin @cuckoo-among-beasts @adversitybloomed and whoever else

[helicrazy]

(( Create your dra- jokes on you I got all the Combaticons heheheheh

[originemesis]

[ is there a horoscope for horniness? ]

"TLDR. That WHOREascope can't tell me how to smash; my dick can't even read!"

Got em.

[mephist4r]

ENTER A JOURNEY ACROSS SPACE AND FIND OUT YOUR PERSONA!

tagged by : @netherill tagging : you ..... you better do it.... do it... DO IT.

[cxncrie-a]

[stagehunt]

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 … ?

𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧. love is knowing all of someone and loving them anyway.

when tim kreider said " if we want the rewards of being loved we have to submit to the mortifying ordeal of being known " and when joe wright said " the idea that these two people know each other, knew each other when they first saw each other. that they recognized each other from their future. " and when micah nemerever said " it was a relief and a horror to be known so perfectly. "

tagged by — @oneireth & @blckswnstm, tysm ♡ tagging — whoever hasn't done it yet !!

[lctibule]

WHAT FORM WOULD YOUR DAEMON TAKE?

xenarthra

ㅤYour daemon would take the form of a xenarthra! Those who have xenarthra daemons are introverted and truly unusual people who don't stress easily. They often have their heads in the clouds and like to go through life casually, avoiding situations that would cause conflict or too much responsibility.

specifically, a sloth

ㅤYour daemon would take the form of a sloth! You are an independent but easygoing individual with an unparalleled sense of patience. More so than others with xenartha daemons, those with sloths are calm and forgiving people, but are rather detached from others and don't mind wandering in and out of others' lives. They're not ambitious or competitive, and overall enjoy maintaining a calm and stable life.

tagged by:ㅤ@bluefeathrs ofc, ty ♡!!