Watching Nashandra lore videos
Does anyone even pay any attention to the goddamned Queen of Drangleic aside from the fact she is born of Manus’s soul and wants power?
Is that really all these lore people look at?
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will byers stan first human second
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
art blog(derogatory)
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styofa doing anything
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

titsay

Andulka
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One Nice Bug Per Day

PR's Tumblrdome

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
Misplaced Lens Cap

Janaina Medeiros
Sweet Seals For You, Always
Game of Thrones Daily
occasionally subtle

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Watching Nashandra lore videos
Does anyone even pay any attention to the goddamned Queen of Drangleic aside from the fact she is born of Manus’s soul and wants power?
Is that really all these lore people look at?
Read More
Phalanx, from Demon’s Souls. Kinda meh, but I had to draw it.
Bigger size here.
//I have to stop with all those Dark souls high school AU damn
but they are actually so funny
source: http://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=manga&illust_id=22991381 //
This unused attack animation is very important to me.
It is 100% okay with me if your character uses force against mine.
Meaning that if my character angers your muse, it’s okay that yours reacts violently, especially if that is the nature of your character.
But you do not get to kill them without my permission.
Nakara/Ornstein. :3 CUS BABIES!
// babbus
gonna put this under a readmore, in case dark souls 2 spoilers
If they had a kid meme! Send me a pairing and I'll tell you:
Name:
Gender:
General Appearance:
Personality:
Special Talents:
Who they like better:
Who they take after more:
Personal Headcanon:
Faceclaim:
Maternal Instincts // Closed Starter
The days were slowly growing darker in Anor Londo. His vigil becoming more of the same nothing as what few invaders remained were largely repelled by Sen's Fortress, or his own guard. He almost craved the few opponents that made it to the great hall. Almost. The dents in his armor weren't so welcome. His visits to the Blacksmith were becoming less and less frequent. He almost worried that one day he'd leave to maintain his armor after a fight, to find his old friend dead or gone.
But that would be asinine... he still helped those who came through. To kill him would be folly.
Ornstein's boredom and musing were interrupted by the sound of soft footsteps. Familiar footsteps. Jumping down from his vigil, he leaned his spear against the nearby pillar, smiling softly as he removed his helm and setting it aside as well. Moving to meet the shadow, he brushed his hair out of his eyes before murmuring his soft greeting.
"Hello my shadow... how do you fare?"
// themaidenofshadownakara
i would listen to this band
Heirs to Sunlight
abyss Ornstein unhelmed
AYE!
I’m hella bored, so everyone who reblogs this will get a pokemon pixel in their submit box based off of their blog.
AND I DO MEAN EVERYONE
Since it's Sexual Sunday let's talk about sex. Send me asks and my Muse will answer truthfully.
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"I feel as though I could use a drink, if you would not mind me joining you." The knight sits by the knightess, his spear absent for the moment as he rests his arms on his knees. "The undead seem to have… dwindled, as of late. A break is welcome, but they almost resembled company at times. Dull days are a less than welcome thing in this place."
"Well, you can’t necessarily blame them… Sen’s Fortress claims more than people care to admit and the sentinels tend to kill the ones that do make it this far, sending them back just as quickly."
"True enough, but even so... Usually at least one would make it here during the course of a day. I've not seen an Undead apart from yourself in a fortnight."
There’s a bunch of high quality blogs with wonderful vocabularies and fascinating Muses/Muns…
And then there’s me:
"I need a drinking partner… It’s been almost six months since I’ve even touched alcohol… Shame everyone seemed to go off on their own little adventures…"
"I feel as though I could use a drink, if you would not mind me joining you." The knight sits by the knightess, his spear absent for the moment as he rests his arms on his knees. "The undead seem to have... dwindled, as of late. A break is welcome, but they almost resembled company at times. Dull days are a less than welcome thing in this place."