☪ Smugglers Cave by skraww
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One Nice Bug Per Day

if i look back, i am lost
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

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ojovivo
trying on a metaphor
dirt enthusiast
noise dept.
YOU ARE THE REASON

Andulka

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AnasAbdin

oozey mess
almost home

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@defenseofsecrecy
☪ Smugglers Cave by skraww
I've reached the shores of the Burial Isle. Somewhere in the island, the Court of the Penitents offers a way into Breith Eaman, and to Sun in Shadow.
god released me into the wild and now he’s hunting me for sport
“Oh hey, welcome back. My soul just escaped through my dick.”
— We didn’t miss much, apparently
“You keep bringing this ‘illegal’ thing up as if it means something to me.”
— Ilona Andrews: Magic Shifts (via killthebxy)
I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle As I go ridin’ merrily along And they sing, “Oh, ain’t you glad you’re Single” And that song ain’t so very far from wrong
Welcome to Dunwall
Fallout 4
¬ Out In The Commonwealth 2/?
my advice is just wear glitter. just wear it. u look great, u feel great, people love it. just put on a bunch of glitter and go out there and get it
The sound of your laugh does things to me in my heart
i havent made any really bad decisions lately im getting bored
AAAND LAST ONE Man I had forgotten how stupidly pretty Zevran is. ugh ugh no stop you gorgeous assassin you jgfldkgjd ANYWAY i hope you like it ;v; <3 <3
🐤 [ defenseofsecrecy ] ;3c
;; zevran’s tweets / accepting.
@defenseofsecrecy
He felt warm and familiar. He felt solid and safe. I wanted to cling to his shirt, bury my face into the warm curve of his neck, and never let go.
Becca Fitzpatrick, Crescendo (via lastdaysofmagic)
I’m chaos with a pretty face.