PRODIGAL SON .

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“I’m here if you need to lean on anyone. You’re my friend.” “Well, just remember that it goes both ways.”

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Glencoe, Scotland

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Mountains | Sea

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anybody  else  hum  sam  riegel’s  dndbeyond  theme  to  themselves  when  they  log  in  to  the  site?  

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Florence + The Machine //  Hunger | Joseph Mallord William Turner // Modern Rome - Campo 

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posting  this  to  remind  myself  that  i  need  to  add  saga’s  inventory  and  spell  list  to  his  about  at  some  point

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d&d  group :  we  should  have  a  side  rp  where  we  can  play  our  characters  out  of  game ! me  :  lmao

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where  are  the  critical  role  ocs ??  bring  them  to  me !!

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consider  this  a  plotting call !  like  this  post  and  at  some  point  i’ll  jump  into  your  ims  to  discuss  potential  interactions .

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❛  eat ass, suck a dick, and sell drugs.  ❜ / sal

THE COME BACK KID  // accepting !

                              his   lips  draw  back  into  a  smirk,  a  quick  hand  pushing  at  the   tiefling’s   shoulder   roughly.  ❛  i   think  -  ❜   he  starts,  cut  short  by  a  snort  of  his  own  laughter  but  he  quickly  attempts  to  sober  himself.  at  least  enough   to  finish  what  he   was   going  to  say  ;   ❛  i  think  we’ve  just  found  our  party’s  motto.  ❜  

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Important character development question: would they lick someone’s hand if they tried to cover their mouth?

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*  JOHN  MULANEY ;  THE  COMEBACK  KID.

❛  we’ve all gone too big too fast and then run out of the room.  ❜ ❛  block letters and cursive look good together!  ❜ ❛  yeah, but the past is the past.  ❜ ❛  i mean we’re all violent here, but you’re very friendly.  ❜ ❛  i don’t give off that vibe.  ❜ ❛  you could pour soup in my lap and i’ll probably apologize to you.  ❜ ❛  i’m so open and vulnerable.  ❜ ❛  i love saying “my wife”, it sounds so adult.  ❜ ❛  marriage is gonna be very magical.  ❜ ❛  ooh, who’s that fella? i bet he did kill his wife.  ❜ ❛  how could another person kill someone?  ❜ ❛  i’m not gonna do it, but i totally get it.  ❜ ❛  it’s creepy to have an ex out there after things have ended badly.  ❜ ❛  anyone who’s seen my dick and met my parents has to die.  ❜ ❛  that’s not even a situation.  ❜ ❛  hey, you seen any loose milk?  ❜ ❛  i don’t know if you can tell that from the… everything about me.  ❜ ❛  … and a hush falls over the room.  ❜ ❛  isn’t it weird how that became a scandalous thing?  ❜ ❛  it was just some boring shit i had to do on weekends.  ❜ ❛  aw, she’s ugly!  ❜ ❛  wouldn’t you give like a million dollars to see that wedding video?  ❜ ❛  ‘cause you know how you lie to your parents?  ❜ ❛  what? huh? what? when? when?  ❜ ❛  let’s see, what problems can we solve?  ❜ ❛  that’s not how you talk.  ❜ ❛  let’s change it to trick ___.  ❜ ❛  it’s like having a baby that’s also a grandma.  ❜ ❛  oh, the things i have seen, you cocksucker.  ❜ ❛  ___  is my best friend in the world, i give her a million kisses a day.  ❜ ❛  you are no longer the alpha of the house.  ❜ ❛  look upon your sovereign,  ___,  and  tremble!  ❜ ❛  it’s haunted, but it has a lovely kitchen backsplash.  ❜ ❛  i love real estate agents. i mean, they are the true heroes.  ❜ ❛  it was like hanging out with my mom.  ❜ ❛  they always have that ‘fun mom’ energy.  ❜ ❛  so, there’s no toilets.  ❜ ❛  well yeah, that’s how all of life works.  ❜ ❛  this is an on - fire garbage can.  ❜ ❛  this is an on - fire garbage can. could be a nursery.  ❜ ❛  sometimes babies will point at me, and i don’t care for that shit at all.  ❜ ❛  you’re never too young to learn our national no - snitching policy.  ❜ ❛  fell deadly silent, is what they all did.  ❜ ❛  no one wants to applaud the penis of a 32 - year old weirdo.  ❜ ❛  i had no supervision when i was a kid.  ❜ ❛  i grew up before children were special.  ❜ ❛  i’m so horny and angry all the time.  ❜ ❛  and i have no outlet for it, so…  eggs.  ❜ ❛  i think emily dickinson’s a lesbian.  ❜ ❛  you can imagine the kind of stress that i’m under.  ❜ ❛  i’m telling you three weeks in advance.  ❜ ❛  that’s exactly what you won’t ask.  ❜ ❛  and then, he ordered one black coffee for himself, and kept driving.  ❜ ❛  in retrospect, that’s the funniest thing i’ve ever seen in my life.  ❜ ❛  what do you do to afford v-necks, ___?  ❜ ❛  ah, numbers. the letters of math.  ❜ ❛  no one look at me or i’ll kill myself.  ❜ ❛  thank you, no one will ever see me again!  ❜ ❛  who could she have been talking to?  ❜ ❛  i need you to believe me.  ❜ ❛  one feels like a duck when one is splashing around in all this wet!  ❜ ❛  i think about that every goddamn day.  ❜ ❛  that’s the wonderful thing about crazy people, you know?  ❜ ❛  eat ass, suck a dick, and sell drugs.  ❜ ❛  a very upsetting thing to hear, yes?  ❜ ❛  if you eat ass and suck enough dick, one day you can sell drugs.  ❜ ❛  one black coffee. same motherfucker.  ❜ ❛  my feet were not on the ground.  ❜ ❛  he never forgets a bitch, ever.  ❜ ❛  then it is revealed that she has NO hand.  ❜ ❛  you have the moral backbone of a chocolate eclaire.  ❜

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*  SHAKESPEARE  AESTHETICS.

Macbeth:

the howl of wolves. moonless nights. dirt under fingernails. stained silk. chattering teeth. voices hoarse and cracked. rotting fruit. echoing drums. dry heaving. hanging cobwebs. stifling humidity. bloodshot eyes. the roughness of rusted steel. wild rosebushes. muscle cramps. the sound of splintering wood.

A Midsummer Night’s Dream:

crackling fires. ivy crawling on stone. the faint music of running water. petrichor. dirty, bare feet. tattered clothing. thistledown. wilted wildflower crowns. late evening birdsong. curling leaves. a symphony of croaking frogs. drifting feathers. the eerie sound of windchimes at night. humming bees. beds of clover.

Romeo and Juliet:

warm golden lamplight. worn shoes. crumbling brick walls. whispered poetry. embroidered satin. cool, hazy mornings. tousled hair. rosewater. flushed cheeks. distant orchestras. unfinished marble statues. cobblestone streets. loose threads. ink smudged on parchment. tapping fingers. dust illuminated by sunlight. poison vials.

Hamlet:

shattered glass. a cluster of fraying ribbons. unanswered knocks on doors. lingering dampness. white noise. inexplicable drafts. migraines. bleeding ears. the taste of metal. reflected mirrors. dry, cracked lips. the sound of tearing paper. fogged windows. memories of dreams. tarnished silver. protruding veins.

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* andfanfares‌ .

              THERE  SHE  SITS   ,      none other than  the everlund pixie  in all her glory  —  a woman so graceful  ,  so carefree and  dazzling  while she danced  ,  a half - elf who carried magic in her voice  .  .  .   whose daydreaming is suddenly cut off as the voice of the other pushes past the surrounding white noise of rifling papers and instrument fiddling  .   her gaze falls to him as he moves  ,  a single brow raised in curiosity  .

             truth be told  ,  there was no progress made on her part either  ;  amani had simply found herself staring at nothing in particular  ,  thinking of home  ,  thinking of her sister   (  off on another date  ,  of course  )  ,  but not for a moment thinking of work  .   the sound of metal against metal rings  ,  jewelry clattering together as she lay her unused quill on the table she was seated at  ,  cheek - in - fist and elbow ‘pon wood  ,  and her voice after  ,  ❝   you had me at  ‘ i’m buying ‘  .   ❞

                             it  works  like  a  charm.  he’s  well - practiced  in  the  art  of  drawing  attention  to  himself.  though,  his  methods  aren’t  always  so  . . .  endearing.  on  the  contrary,  sometimes  he’s  downright  annoying.  a  talent  he  learned  in  his  life  long  role  as  the  youngest  of  three. however,   in  a  city  and  amongst  new  faces,  being  an  irritable  little  brother  has  little  benefit.                                                              and  so,  he  must  put  his  other  methods  to  good  use.  offering  a  round  on  him  to  anyone  within  earshot  seems  like  the  safest  bet.  even  if  he  lacks  the  coin  to  deliver  on  that  promise.  hey  !  anything’s  free  if  you  can  weasel  your  way  out  of  paying  for  it .  ❛ well  it  is  an  honor  to  meet   my  new  drinking  buddy,  then  !  y’know,  i’ve  been  in  the  market  for  quite  some  time  -  you  can  call  me  ;  ‘ saga ’.  ❜

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consider  this  a  plotting call !  like  this  post  and  at  some  point  i’ll  jump  into  your  ims  to  discuss  potential  interactions .

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