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—T O D U S T W E S H A L L R E T U R N.

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Volunteers

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just watched 3 ppl have it out in a full punching kicking screaming fight in the park, then they all got up and walked to a gazebo table and started chatting. anyway the dragoons,

#tbt that time vera threw some guy in a ditch #i think she n nol would dif give each other black eyes n split lips tbh #then end up hanging out at the ranch #brianna babbles

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Lalapril Day 5 - Feather

A flock of feathered friends... 🪶

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my brutalist son just killed my rococo son with his gray concrete alphabet blocks

#honestly #bruce vs elliot

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.·:*¨ 💗 ¨*:·.

Happy Birthday @starswornoaths & Belated Birthday @holyja

#omg THEIR EXPRESSIONS

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Mine's a tale that can't be told My freedom I hold dear How years ago in days of old When magic filled the air

#points. #stinky.

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was trying to remember if nol is still w bells or back w drgs, & recalled that he was last w drgs in garlemald on probation bc they suspended his desertion trial till after the world was done ending. so now im sitting here like 'lol the bells show up to nol's court martial like theyre going to support him for being in a school play' bc the whole thing is gonna be rigged & scripted from the start anyway

#elliot joking abt thumbing thru playbills n just has some court docs in the pile #nol genuinely dissociating on the stand🧍‍♂️ #bruce just annoyed that they have to do this rigamaroll #when hes knows hes just gonna beat the brains outta nol anyway #honestly nol's parents tearing their hair out. making things worse #luc: good. dishonorable discharge lets GO #rue interrupting everything do say stupid stuff like No He Didnt Do That #till they have to tell him to shut up or leave #i want bruce to insist that nol show the court his screwed up ankles. absolutely crash that boys brain #brianna babbles

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Happy Piano Day!

I hope we shall understand each other in music. — Frédéric Chopin

art by nastovski!

#SHRIEKS ITS PIANO DAY AND I COMPLETELY FORGOT #uhhhhhh dont shoot the piano player he is trying his best etc

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haillenarte's as one of those haunted house pics

#THANK U HALONE #AND TUMBLR USER CATNIPFARM

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I just got this wonderful rautrist commission back from @noisyghost, it's incredibly gorgeous I'm emotional

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New Kofi and Updated commission sheet! Genuinely, Thank you to everyone who has commissioned and supported me over the last few months, truly couldn't keep afloat without you all. If you are looking for a portrait of your own or as a gift, you can go though my Ko-fi! Helps keep everything in one place.

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Watched the Count of Monte Cristo. Had a thought during this scene. What if Edmond Dantes was a lady?? What then, hm?

#im the butler eating up this drama

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honestly feels good that i completed and posted smth. and it only took a few hrs to write. working on larger teredio pieces is exhausting lol i forgot what writing short form felt like. its been over a year probably that ive written nol n eli and I was terrified that id lost them. i still miss them but im glad theyre still there

#the payoff of a large piece is so satisfying too tho #i think abt the 7k gyr abanian writing a lot #and the 4? 5? thousand word carriage one too #the longer form fits my teredio thoughts tho #god it was nice working w my boys again tho #sometimes i got hit in the face thinking i was writing them into teredio #scrapped interaction where ter sasses di. di's early relationship to sex too #they feel distinct but ter is very nol-ish #brianna babbles

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wc 641 (this ask was sent to my insp blog @unforgettablesilhouette so just to keep my writing in one place i copied it here! thank u @houserosaire!)

"What," Nolanel grunted, "are you doing?"

Elliot strengthened his grip on Nolanel’s hand. "You needn't question what you know—it dulls your understanding of the world."

They strode side by side in one of the brackish portions of the city, where the closely paved walkways of the Pillars began to twist into the impaired streets of the Brume. Lights in Skysteel make hung over the path towards the sector's barracks to guide ale-drunk soldiers home, but as soon as the sun fully set, the rest of the road would be lit only by the windows and brazier fires of the shops.

Nolanel tried to jerk his hand away. "Instead of chaffing me, answer me why," he griped.

"I'm fond of you," Elliot declared. "And walking with you remains the highlight of my days."

Sarcasm soothed Nolanel no further. "Let go of me or I will make a scene."

"The Horde would agree to peace sooner."

"Are you more ill in the head than we knew? Do you see anyone else here making some pathetic show of their affections like this?"

"Not exactly. You're also not looking deep enough." Elliot pouted. He tugged Nolanel toward the center of the street to skirt the collection of low tables and chairs that made a bistro's veranda. "The people don't know you here; you've never been here—"

"Baseless certainty will be your death one day."

"Yes, and I'll march to my grave completely blind in the belief it is my salvation! Now stop pretending there are knives at your neck and start looking at the stars. They're beginning to appear."

Nolanel tried to yank himself free again. To his own annoyance, he could never purposefully harm Elliot or allow himself to appear as trapped by sick enjoyment as he was—so his strength was not in him as he lifted his arm and punched it suddenly down. Elliot dipped readily with the force and leaned against his shoulder. Spite prevented Nolanel from enjoying the warmth.

"You may be correct about the people here knowing me, but what of the agents among them? My aether is poisoned with the inner dragon. The Inquisitors need to see no more than that."

"Be realistic! Hypocrisy may be strong among them, but the Inquisition is abounding with inverts. They're the ones who require intervention from a saint—preferably Raphael, what for their tools, lest—"

"Gods, be silent, afore I scream. The Inquisitors do not look above their caste to sell himself as the adored pet of some nobleman with a penchant for uniforms."

Wagging his free hand dismissively, Elliot shrugged, "If the Tribunal were looking for such a pair, they would find more than one here."

Nolanel finally paid attention. The strip was lined with brasserie, cafés, and dwellings, all of them twinkling with activity and rumbling with the voices of men. Of the knights posturing at the rim of counters or alone against walls, few of them lifted their concentrated eyes to him. They watched Elliot.

Others were long engaged in conversation, drink, and games, while women with slack hairstyles prodded those who stepped too close apart. Smoke cycloned behind the windows of one bar, then rushed into the streets as a laborer threw open its door and hollered a greeting.

There were too many alleys and too many people who stood on the lip of their darkness, like effigies of temptation, to feign some occupation while they waited for another to approach.

Nolanel returned Elliot’s grip with force, causing Elliot to laugh. "'Tis not myself I intended to shield, but you, ser. We wouldn't want anyone to think you could be had."

"Still—"

"I know this area, which is why I've brought you to visit de Charlus' little place. He boast the best madeleines. Nevertheless, if anyone offers you a cigar—"

"You're making this worse," Nolanel cringed.

"You'll love it."

#elliot: ur not looking #look w ur special eyes #theyre v pretty eyes #nol: i am this close to dying rn #man keeping it dialogue heavy rly helped me write fast #shrieks in teredio writing woes. i still got my ishgard boys tho #ty again sorry i slightly complicated how i posted it sdfjd #bri writes #nolanel feran #elliot cadieux

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ヒカセンさん描きます企画で描いたイラストです！楽しかった！

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Well at least he understands the player base...

#devs