Was very inspired by @breizhbaguette post (which is super freaking cool btw) so I kinda did something of my own. Am I projecting? I guess we’ll never know. (Yes I most definitely am). Anywayssss :)
Nerevar and Dagoth
Made a sequel to one of my most popular posts
Edit:
GUESS WHAT!
You can now get a matching shirt/sticker with your Elminster 🤲
I no longer listen to DC regarding my favourite heros. I’ve perfected each superhero family to my taste, made my own timeline with my wanted events. Given the characters my favourite backstory of them, given them their base of operation, their civilian job, even the pets they have. I’m now DC
Orin baldursgate is conceptually the funniest character of all time on account of simultaneously being a changeling whose whole thing is SHE COULD BE ANYONE AT ANY TIME who also she cannot refrain for more than 45 seconds from monologuing about getting into someone’s thoracic cavity with her teeth and lovingly tearing all the heart-muscle to pearly pink ribbons
HERE THEY ARE! Tattoos that stare back 👁️👁️
This was super fun, I’ve wanted to design more tattoos since I designed my first ones for myself. So if there’s massive interest in these designs I’ll happily make more sheets. Just reblog with what you want to see next and I’ll see what’s popular <3
❗️Tattoo Passes are available on my Ko-fi if you are interested in getting one of my designs tattooed as well as sticker versions of these designs available in my Redbubble❗️
Assassins creed literature memes
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"And so it goes, a choking rose back"
Alone in shadows, night and day, Their thoughts unravel, thread by fray. The silence wraps around their skin, A whispered scream they feel within.
The room grows small, the air too tight, The walls close in with every night. They speak aloud to empty air, And no one’s there, and no one’s there.
The ticking clock, a hollow chime, Twists reason into fractured rhyme. Faces flicker in the gloom, Fading ghosts that haunt the room.
They claw at echoes in their mind, Seeking voices they can't find. Words like splinters, sharp and cruel, They crack beneath this endless rule.
Loneliness, a poison slow, Roots within and starts to grow. And in the mirror’s haunted stare, A stranger stands, but no one's there.
~ Khai Moffett