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"Final Victor"
SENSHI would want you to get enough sleep and have nice nutritious meals
CHILCHUCK would want you to know your worker rights and what your labor is worth
LAIOS would want you to embrace your passions and try new things
FALIN would want you to take care of your health and treat others with kindness
MARCILLE would want you to practice necromancy and have gay sex
Portrait practice because I’m super rusty 🫠
Where my freaks at?
akechifan602 finally drew akechi??!?!?!?!?!
The way you’ve worded this makes it sound like geologists don’t know what an octopus is. Just some mystical sea ‘creature’; some hellish many-arm’d tide-beast, the likes of which are as-yet-unbeknownst to Men of the Stone. We, The Ore-founders, we, Dedicants to Rock and Soil, have no business dallying with Monsters from the Waterscape. Turn back to the earth, Brother Topaz. Return to your work, humbler and wiser. For these crawling silt-demons of the froth concern us not.
DO NOT FIGHT AN OCTOPUS, U WILL LOSE
‘got my ass kicked by a creature’ is literally why we have folktales and sea-monsters drawn on maps
“Sail here if u want an ass-kicking”
Chapters: 4/15 Fandom: Persona 5 Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Summary:
The heavy, merciless sole of a boot lands on the exposed skin of Akira’s bare torso, heel digging into a mostly healed scar and grinding. Much to his captors’ amusement, the knight’s boot comes down again, perversely aiming at Akira’s tender, bruised ribs. Like a wild, wounded animal, Akira desperately wants to howl his pain. Seek relief in the echo of his own voice. Biting his lip until it draws blood, Akira kills the scream in his throat. Staying awake is a long-lost battle but one Akira valiantly fights, golden spot dancing across his vision, spinning in mindless, nonsensical shapes. He clings to conscience with a vengeance, clawing his way back with bloody fingers and sharp fangs, teeth bared in his rage. I won’t bend, I won’t break, either.
mithrun holding a lamb like... the painting of jesus holding a lamb
we should be getting iced coffee and going to creepy and musty antique stores together why must we be separated by our screens…
ingrid sundberg's colour dictionary - writing help
ummm... so i... i played persona 5....