Whatever causes night in our souls may leave stars.
Victor Hugo, Ninety Three
Claire Keane
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noise dept.
will byers stan first human second
Cosmic Funnies

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣

Product Placement
Jules of Nature

JVL
Misplaced Lens Cap

tannertan36
taylor price
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

Love Begins

Kiana Khansmith
Sade Olutola
cherry valley forever
ojovivo

shark vs the universe
Cosimo Galluzzi

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@xclandestin
Whatever causes night in our souls may leave stars.
Victor Hugo, Ninety Three
The shepherd’s lost and his home is far
Keep to the stars
The dawn will come
Hands of the Divine
{ whispers to anyone at AFA don't be shy to say hi to me I'm the one in a blue hat yiss }
See y'all at AFA.
The two scenes that made losing Haven worth it, to be honest.
It is a game. One that can be won with little bloodshed if one plays well.
{ whispers I'm so ready for tomorrow. }
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cassandra and leliana are actually standing on the right/left side of the room (if you were to look in through the door) idk i found it amusing & the dramatic lighting
thanks sera
THE BOMB SQUAD
Made by my friend Connor :D
xclandestin
She wasn’t in the chantry on any religious pretext. Far from it, in fact. She was here to set up a ‘meeting’ of sorts with another smuggler. If all went well, she could net enough sovereigns to hopefully return home in triumph. So, she sat in the pew, hood down, but no way removing her mask. She didn’t even notice the presence of the other, her focus drawn mostly to the brazer and where the people are signing some fuddy little song or whatever they’re doing.
Leliana had thought that she had contacted an acclaimed smuggler of sorts, name known throughout the underworld. -- ( that's the one, she's pricey, but she's worth it, I swear -- someone had told her as he looked away from the blade resting on his throat ) -- Which is why the spymaster seemed less than impressed when the other had not noticed her. Perhaps she was drunk on the atmosphere, the bard had pondered. Nonetheless, she slid onto the seat behind the other. "I'm glad that you didn't get lost on your way here. A shame it would be if you did, hm?"
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{ mun has a wish to cosplay but never actually gets to it }