TOMORROW IS HALLOWEEN!!!
Demonic angel
Cursed Creature here
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Out of context angst things... đź‘€
"We have to stop them," Aja breathed, her voice riddled with fear. "They're going to kill eachother."
"J-Jim!" Toby yelled, gripping Warhammer so tightly his knuckles turned white. "Jim stop!" He finally managed to move his legs and started sprinting down the hill towards them just as Douxie was thrown halfway across the field.
Jim had lost his sword, Excalibur embedded in the dirt a few yards away. He caught Douxie by the wrist as the wizard came at him with another spell and flipped him over his shoulder. He pressed his knee to Douxie’s chest, holding his wrist at a certain angle, kneeling on his other arm so he couldn't move. He had one of his glaives at Douxie’s throat.
"Jim!" Toby screamed. He was still running. "Jim stop, you're gonna kill him!"
But it was like Jim hadn't even heard him.
"You and I both know," Jim said lowly, breathing hard. "That you can't beat me. Why are you trying so hard to save her?"
Douxie glared at him, blood spilling down from the gash in his forehead, and from the corner of his mouth. "It's not about her, Jim." His eyes held a glassy look, and Jim realized with a punch of guilt to his gut that he probably gave Douxie a concussion. "It's about you."
"What- OOF!"
Toby tackled Jim off of Douxie and onto the ground, holding his best friend down by the shoulders. The others weren't far behind.
"What the hell is wrong with you!?" Claire demanded, helping Douxie sit up.
"What the fuck, Jim!" Toby screeched. "You could've killed him!"
There’s not enough space to post all of them, SO here’s links to everything he has posted (on twitter) so far : 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12.Â
Now that new semesters have started, I thought people might need these. Enjoy your lessons!
Happy 3st of January
Headcanon: Ballister sleeps with a weighted blanket to help Ambrosius.
Why not Ambrosius himself? He keeps denying one would help with his anxiety. The poor boy has grown up his whole life expecting to be able to cope with the stress and pressure of being a direct descendant of Gloreth. He's not used to taking care of himself, and is being stubborn and adamant that he is very much okay, thank you very much, Ballister.
So, Ballister gets a weighted blanket for himself and sleeps with it. Ambrosius cuddles up to him while sleeping, so Ambrosius sleeps under the blanket as well. It's a lovely weight, a welcome one. He finds he quite enjoys it and that it helps him sleep easier.
As time passes, Ambrosius starts thinking weighted blankets aren't so bad after all. Maybe Bal had a point. Maybe it would help with his anxiety.
So Ambrosius gets a weighted blanket, too.
Turns out, Ambrosius isn't the only one the weighted blankets help--they help Ballister, too. It's a win for both of them.
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is anyone just having the new saga on repeat ?
bc I have not stopped playing it
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