31. Personal sideblog for @necromeowncy. Any pronouns. Writer. Queer. Monsterfucker. Fantasy & sci-fi connoisseur. Cryptidcore. Spooky stuff. Elves. Cats. Video games & books. Just a personal space where I can save/share things without crowding my main. I write elf stories. Call me Ahroun. All links are in pinned post!
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Can I Please Eat In The Computer Room Tonight? by Nicole Nikolich (2025)
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I haven't posted anything here for almost a half year, i think? but I finished watching the series yesterday, and I really wanted to draw this
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idk man i think dragon age peaked when they put florence + the machine song with "and i love you so much i'm gonna let you kill me" lyrics in the end credits of the game where you can romance a character who will later surrender and let you kill him for what he's done
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Morning sea breeze
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Why so babygirl holy shit
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"As long as it's a harmless ship"
All of the ships are harmless because they're all completely fictional characters.
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i looooove seeing artists & writers proud of their work!!!!! i looooove captions & authors notes that say things like “i’m quite happy with this” “i love how this turned out” “i had so much fun making this”!!!!!! i loooooove when the act of creation is joyful & we take pride in what we make!!!!!!!!!!
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no matter how terrible my day is. i can always end my day in bed imagining fictional characters making out sloppy style and fucking raw. and that's beautiful. there's some good in this world mister frodo and it's worth fighting for
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Heat and light and snapping sky, the edge of ozone violence-- the storm is easy to hate. I know why I should not walk under that rain. But I also know the black cloud's sagging walk. The tension straining blue. I know the static in the mists, the ache that arches through. I know it lashes. I know it burns. And when the storm comes, that ragged rage released, I hold out my tongue. I taste, for once, relief.
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I think if you put someone from 2005 onto a website from 2025 without the slow creep we've lived through, they'd think they had malware
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"derivative and masturbatory"...? Hell yeah i love maths and jacking it
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you will ALWAYS catch me being pathetic on tumblr.com
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Gib me Rook has a bed-mod blease
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