❛ ...I said I wasn’t talking about myself. I’m fine. ❜
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❛ ...I said I wasn’t talking about myself. I’m fine. ❜
@oceanicchimera
"Well think of it this way. At least you don't have to deal with frequent ulcers from biting yourself by accident. Not speaking from experience."
“That happens to you? Really?”
oceanicchimera replied to your photo: How to deal with Iba’s right arm -
Put that arm back where it came from or so help me.
HERD U TALKIN SHIT!?!?!?!
Starter for @oceanicchimera!
A slip in judgement, driven possibly by hunger. The little campsite it seems has been invaded by a strange being. Could be mistaken for a pokemon, others had more humanoid features than she did.
A little nosing around later results in her approaching the tent, crawling closer, until said nose can poke under a dark flap slowly. The search for food is sometimes a terrifying task.
@n0va-c41ne JUST DO IT THE INTERNET IS ANONYMOUS WINK WINK actions n0va-c41ne in other words tEMPT
@oceanicchimera JUST. DO IT.
//GUYS B L E A S E
Bloopers Reel: Mariachi King!Noctis and Ardyn doing a hammy dance off in their climactic final battle. Aka Noctis forgot his lines again.
Oh my god that’s amazing
The producers have no idea where Noct got that costume from. Ardyn struggles to stay in character. The sombrero goes flying off of Noct’s head at one point, one of the bros catches it (before it hits a camera) and tosses it back to him. Noct tries to catch the hat with one hand but misses and it smacks him in the face. He falls. Ardyn wins the dance challenge.
@oceanicchimera
“Gracious, an Enkinaivar! I haven’t seen one of you since my medical school days!”
Jean grinned up at Magolor, as much as his bony face would allow. The Osthonian was always elated to see other aliens; humans were so plain, so vanilla in comparison. He stepped a little closer, before remembering his manners.
“Ah, forgive my excitement. I am a doctor, after all.”
💪: My Muse witnesses your Muse coming back from / working out in the gym. Sarkis gets to oogle post-workout Maggie in her tank top glory.
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Hey, uh. Maggie. You sure your tank’s not too small or anything?
Not that he’s complaining, it just... She has to be doing this on purpose. That thing looks painted on.