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justified or no i like the idea of dunesfolk lalafel threatening people with a venomous bite that they may or may not actually have

Dudes rock

Glad you are ok!

you should see a doctor, if your spine is not ok it sets you up for serious injury or disability.

Urianger sitting and thinking

Pensive

#Urianger #ffxiv #art

Weekly Performance Campaigns: 8 1st place 4 (50.0%)

that's more like it

i'm going slightly less obvious and asking for f'lhaminn

i will either explain what i mean by this today or in a month or never

I am seeing portents of what I hope is the m/f century of humiliation

Perhaps but you also draw like a powerful demon. In some ways that is the highest form of winning.

This is art. Oh 2017. It will never be 2017 again.

Ot at least I need a burger

I need the institution of heterosexuality destroyed at any cost

Seriously the most beautiful Manga I've read maybe ever. Every illustration seems totally perfect. There are so many difficult visual problems in the scenes being shown here and yet it always looks just right. The craft on display is insane.

I caught up with WHA..... waaaaahg :'(

She is a dom though that's not incorrect. But you and I know this.

The evil reason they call y'shtola motherly; 1) she conducts herself with authority 2) people think women can only have authority over children

at one point i'd like to go for the hand of mercy title but i'd probably need to stop playing tank... i think it'd probably be easier on caster but. that's not mimi

she's able to keep her distance because they don't know anything about her that she doesn't tell them. so she curates the relationship very carefully. they don't know her real name. while it's a Lore Detail I think that is chosen to say something about y'shtola as a character

Rob Unleashed

a ffxiv player character on the amaro mount

Creature Unleashed

in all universes that rat goes through academy hazing / corporal punishment and it inflames his sense of not quite being like other boys among 100 other psychic conditions.

🐀 don't let the fact that I immediately developed subtle alcoholism the second I got away from sharlayan imply that I disliked it.
🧙‍♀️subtle?

he steals knives and grapes from the kitchen and liquor from louisoix's office. he is a little smudge on their world. and then he gets sent off to spy (military) school.

making myself realize the influence yda had on all of them as i wrote was like a fun game where you throw a ball at the wall and it bounces & hits you right in the eye

“You’re going to be fine,” Yda promises. But her voice betrays her. Thancred moves. Urianger, Moenbryda watch as he appears a knife from somewhere on his person, a violent silver flash in the summer light. A vivid and sharp thing, the sight of which sets Urianger still. Wordlessly, he reaches down and saws away a little gasp in the tangled fabric, letting the girl free. Yda lifts her immediately. Held to her hip, she drags her sister bodily to the opposite bank. Poor Lyse has a terrible scrape on her chin and arm, and dabs tears shakily on her wrist. Moenbryda returns to get him, and when they arrive at the end of the bridge Y’shtola is administering a weak bit of conjury to the injuries. “What were you thinking ?” Yda demands, half-distraught. “Do you have any idea what I’d do if–” “I’m sorry,” Lyse pleads, snotty and scabbing. “I wanted to...” Yda has no answer. Silence falls over them, besides Lyse’s poor sniffling. Y’shtola looks to Thancred, glancing him over. She too had seen the weapon, he realizes. Just as quickly as it had appeared, he has hidden it again. To Urianger its shocking appearance was less disquieting than the realization none had known it was there.

“... Far from me to complain, given its use. But were you supposed to have that?” He blinks at her, recoiling. Another glimpse of the boy in the garden appears. But only a glimpse. “...Not precisely,” he admits. He opens his mouth as if to give some easy rebuke, to play off all concerns as he has done before. As the group’s eyes turn on him, his words fail. “...I only meant to help.” “I take it the weapon isn’t yours?” “I’ll buy you fifty knives,” Yda exhales. The conversation is quickly ended. “Let’s go home.” The hike down is quieter. Ameliance finds them upon their return to the estate, and helps finish administering the healing that Y’shtola had began. She even smooths the unease of the day by managing to compliment the events; “One must have some adventures, I suppose…” “Right,” Yda agrees. Her sister’s hand held tightly in her own, their common bones white beneath their skin.

bc rob was kind to mention it; excerpt from FOAA. baby rat upon ye

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For the last half-year I've won about half my matches but for some reason this week I have only won 1 of 20 games. I have gotten BHV, 40+ assists, the team always splits for no reason or runs to the other side of the map from the winning team. Sigh.

a tea. and then one more before bed