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waow. marisha talking about TJ and the roots of this unexpected tenderness beau had for him. wow

#oogh.#3h19m Mx10 #text #critical role #cr extras #c2 wrap-up #cr lb #marisha ray #beauregard lionett #tj lionett

who suffered more

Stanford Pines

Jesus Christ

Voting ended onAug 2, 2024

tma is so good i love when the statement is just ok or like. very meh and then theres ONE line or ONE detail that just makes you go literally what the fuck

#like in 124....ouougughhh #that ep is like. its ok but the bit where hes like #his back is to the window and he can see his mom looking out the window behind him #and hes just like. i have never seen her that scared before or since #oogh.

i have.............. free time.......

ooogh. ogohohoohoo. heeheoheohogo. oh yeah.

chapter 52.

#clamtalk #become real?#we'll find out #but #for the first time in #ages #i have #a whole... good bit #of free time #nothing due tomorrow or soon #i could study i guess but #oogh.#OOOOGH.#zot.e... real

google search why have i been so fuckin tired all day

#ive only been up since 11 am..#i should be able to stay awake a lot longer but urhg #and i cant take naps b/c those make me feel worse #oogh.

Today I got hit by such a wave of grief for an OC I killed off in my fic To Live a Memory. She was a guard, and the first thing we learn about her is that her hand-to-hand combat needs work. A dozen chapters later, Adora saves her on the battlefield-- she hadn't stowed her bow fast enough to engage. Adora had a crush on her, just a little bit.

She looked, in my head, a lot like Mara.

As with every other tragedy in To Live a Memory, it could never have gone another way.

#OOGH.#she ra #SHE WAS TWENTY TWO. TWENTY TWO #haunted by my own goddamn narrative.

I gotta draw more Hammatsu stuff...

#Mika shushup #Oogh.

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"Does one as powerful as you dream? Whether you sleep or remain awake... is there anything that lingers in the mind of one who seems to possess all they desire?"

Was this the first time they've interacted? Why.. it seems it was. Perhaps there was something worth pursuing here on this dangerous ground; where the power difference between these two demons divided them further than the ocean was from the sky.

It is said that demons were one to avoid their own kind, each one fostering ambitions to climb above their breatheren and reach great heights— to reside in the shadow of their Master.

Doma, however, seemed to be his own exception. A demon notorious for his eccentricities, such as keeping company of those far below his rank. Courting the line of what was deemed acceptable.

"Hm? Oh..."

The question shouldn't had taken him aback, having been familiar with Enmu's blood art. And yet seeking an answer took him a moment. Upper Two stirred from his almost distracted state and offered Enmu a confused glance, before he took his time to ponder.

"Huh... I can't remember ever having a dream. To be honest, I thought that people were pulling my leg when they talked about seeing things in their minds!"

And, in a bold display, he took Enmu's hand between his own and leaned in closer.

"But! If anyone would be able to see if there's... uh.. something in there, it's you, isn't it? So can you do it? I'll let you peek in."

#ic.#OOGH.#fruitanddarkness