#hello hello there

[delhe-dalim]

Hello 👁️ 👁️

HHELLO

[spiider-dad]

“Why are people out there doing work out routines everyday that include pull-ups? I do pull-ups out there on the job all the time and lemme tell you-- it’s not worth it! Not worth it.”

[d-lynx]

Hey hey I’m not back online (not yet) but I’m in a really good mood so I wanted to say I love you all, hope you have a wonderful day and *hugs*

[chubbychummy]

-interacting just fine with ppl in life- -finds out boy is bi- 👀 -finds out boy is bi and ace- 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀 HMMMMM -commence aggressive attempts at communication-

[hel-phoenyx]

You know what you don’t do when you’re tired and bored as shit ?

Go back to Tumblr.

You know what I just did ?

Went back to Tumblr.

I’m still bored and tired as shit but with a coat of weirdness.

[ncumenia-archived]

|| @zauns-doctor sent:

"I believe you symbol is on wrong." He pointed towards the crescent that wrapped abound the ball. "Very strange version of those I have studied in the mountains before. Are you from a diverging belief? Or has there been some indecision amongst the ranks as I have heard?" ||

That outsider.

His face, utterly unfamiliar to her. There was nothing Targonian about him, and his aura didn’t convince her either. Who was he, in the first place? The way he spoke and acted gave her the impression of being before a man of knowledge. But... What was he talking about?

«That’s an unusual way to introduce yourself to someone.»

Ernye spoke, lifting her own chin up a little as she took a closer look of him. There was... Something strange about him and his appearance. Yet, she didn’t wish to talk. Severe injuries and burn weren’t rare in Targon. Rather, sometimes, it was always better ruining your own face than losing your life.

«What are you referring to...? Targon has an ancient, yet intricated history. I am a Lunari, I am devoted to the Moon. Ours is an anguish history, outsider. But, do tell me... What have you studied? What do you know? How... Ancient you are? I’ve been living among these mountains for a very long time, the life of my people already tormented by Solari and their sadistic zealotry. How about you...?»

[preussischekrahen]

Letters

@ehrendame found a letter writer

Large black wings were splayed out gracelessly on the ground as he hunched forward while he scribbled his thoughts down onto the worn piece of paper. Strange clawed toes dug absently into the earth, and one or two crows circled overhead as his mere presence attracted them. Until recently he had been flying back to a point where he was sure his theory would prove let him cross to and from his home, but he had realized that he was far behind on the letters he usually sent every two weeks. Being a strict schedule keeper, this would not do and so he had landed on the very first hill he’d come across. Fortunately he kept a spare pen and a notebook in his shoulder bag, so that had been no problem. The only issue now was the risk of being discovered and being unable to finish writing.