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"Dorian, what the fuck"

@dorianwolfforest / dorianwolfforest.tumblr.com

Dorian Wolf, 25. retired SSO whiteknight, he/him(bo) with a dash of they/it. I’m a spaghetti and men’s kinda man. NA side account: Rose Bittering
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Hello! Im making an introductory post that I can pin to my blog so if you know me already you can ignore this lmao

My name is Dorian SSOblr, I’ve been an sso blog since 2017 and a bastard my whole life.

I use primarily he/him pronouns, but I’m also fond of they/it. I’m an adult player and make a lot of jokes geared towards other adult players. Be aware.

I have several sso accounts, the main ones being Sienna Opaldew on the Swedish servers and Rose Bittering on the NA servers. I will accept friend requests until I run out of space on the friends list >:]

I post a lot about other stuff too, you just gotta be in it for the ride.

Sometimes I stream!

I tag my art with #my art, sso posts with #sso and #ssoblr and if you want to know more about my sso ocs, you can look in the tag #my babies

Here are some testimonials and reviews:

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I know I don’t like anne. I understand where she’s coming from but her approach to foal concorde was terrible.

However. Anne deserves so much credit for putting up with people who canonically ship their characters with Sabine. If someone killed Lynx in front of me and then my new friend started yapping about how hot her killer is, I do believe I’d turn genocidal. She’s stronger than I.

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The kitchen window is open, a chair is dragged underneath it for one of you to sit on and hum. Fingers work over needle and thread, creating something from nothing (most of the house is built out of nothing but a longing to turn the space into a home). The other one of you is stirring red wine into bolognese, or cutting root vegetables into strips, or adding salt to a stew, wordlessly offering the first spoon after spoon until it is to both your tastes. There are ingredients for someone’s favorite dessert in the fridge. The birds are still singing. Things worked out.

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jorvikzelda

Words: 1593 Relationships: Alex Cloudmill/Maya Dew Characters: Alex Cloudmill, Maya Dew Additional Tags: Fluff, Sleepy Cuddles, Couch Cuddles, that's it that's the fic, Slight Melancholy, as there is bound to be when your girlfriend's job is keeping the apocalypse in check, POV Third Person, from Maya's pov, Established Relationship

It is a warm, lazy afternoon. The wind is next to completely still, ocean waves only gently lapping against the shores and the deep green grass of the vast fields nearly unmoving. Autumn is slowly creeping in over the island, but the Dew farmhouse still clings to the last traces of August heat. Its lone inhabitant is lying on her stomach on the couch, chin rested in the hand that isn’t holding her book down and surrounded only by the old house's quiet ambience. She is content here, but as of late, something has been missing. Or: Maya hasn't heard from Alex in quite some time. Then, like a bolt from the blue, Alex shows up at her doorstep.

This fic is part of the SSOBlr Big Bang, organised by @froggistain. Froggi has made a beautiful companion piece to this fic which you can find here! All Big Bang works are also reblogged to @ssoblrbigbang.

Thanks as always to Manda @shiroselia for beta reading!

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Live tryharding Hades on twitch rn, hope to see you there!

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Stream will be an hour late today, and unfortunately for everyone I'm too obsessed with Hades to play anything else

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jorvikzelda

Words: 2954 Relationships: Mario Bergen & Elizabeth Sunbeam Characters: Mario Bergen, Elizabeth Sunbeam, Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Angst, Heavy Angst, Hurt No Comfort, Grief/Mourning, Character Death, Canonical Character Death, POV Third Person, from Mario's pov, Almost No Dialogue, Mario-Centric, Introspection, guys I cannot stress this enough. ANGST, OC Soul Rider

It is the night before the new moon. The stargazer is not expecting company until tomorrow, but she arrives anyway, a night early and carrying with her the strange melancholy of an ending soon to come. The ending comes, indeed; dreaded enough to almost be expected, and yet so long before its time that nothing could ever have prepared for it. Or: Mario, Elizabeth, and the muffins.

This fic is part of the SSOBlr Big Bang, organised by @froggistain. There is a companion piece to this fic by Apollinariya Cometsky which will go up on her tumblr @scrubjay28 around 8pm EST today (2024-05-01); I'll update with a link to her post tomorrow morning CEST due to time zone differences! All Big Bang works are also reblogged to @ssoblrbigbang.

Thanks as always to Manda @shiroselia for beta reading! This one had 40 glaring grammatical errors of varying severity in it. They are now fixed.

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"Don't you worry boss, I've got my best men on it" i say, and out walks three lesbians

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2d game where your friends have undergone a ritual to bring you back from death but they were in turn sucked into the afterlife and you have to lead them out. you are invisible to them and if, at any point, they start addressing you or noticing you, then you have failed because they've become so attached to the afterlife they can see the creatures and threats within it and will not be permitted to leave. the only way to make them follow you is to sound the bell on your hat and they'll run to where they heard you. you have to choose which path remains the safest for them. every path you lead them toward will risk harming them or attaching them further to the afterlife. you succeed in your mission only if they never see you again, they fail to bring you back, and they have to move on without you

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