#weaverofmisery

[khamvl]

"Are you the necromancer? Surely, you could not be. I had thought you might... be... well... spookier?"

Khamûlstood at the top of the steps leading to the gates of Dol Guldur, dressed in black with accents of deep red, his face hidden behind a mask that mocked the height and shape of a crown at its peak. A red eye emblem was on his chest, and he seemed unarmed.

“And who are you to assume to know The Necromancer?”

[first-son-of-finwe]

👀 "Are you afraid I'll eat you?"

“I’d kick up a hell of a fight in your digestive system, so perhaps you ought to think a little more about the eating. Truth be told, I’m more wary of your son over there.”

[saints-row-2]

{ { Ah! I love seeing your boss! It seems the Saints Row fandom ain't dead yet! } }

thank you so much!!! the saints row fandom is small but it lives on and im not gonna leave until im kicked out 

[archivist-apnea]

Your qunari is so precious! Very boofable. I love the the lil nose. *boofs nose gently*

ahhh

<3

*is boofed*

[unmessiah]

@weaverofmisery it felt like betrayal. ah yes. by one of those--no, many of his people. people he believed to be by his side. but how fooled was he. but no matter. he was a dying process. he realizes this by the leaking, spreading and branching out blood which stained his clothes. his vision was blurry, heart rate and pulse was slowing down. his breathing thick even as he was left there alone to die. he watches the bystanders falling away but really--they were leaving, watching him to fall and ache in his misery. anger--oh, how it flared and it burned! even him.

[first-son-of-finwe]

That feeling when Arradir, a cannibalistic maia who bathes in blood and has salamanders living in his hair yells 'you're MAD!' at Fëanor It's honestly a feeling of achievement? XD @weaverofmisery

[masteroftheseas]

Gives a happy box jelly.

-confused chirp-

[first-son-of-finwe]

"I come with humble gifts of fruit and vodka."

“You may lay the fruit at my feet. What is vodka?”