𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐋𝐮𝐲
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𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘥,
𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘦𝘥.
𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘦𝘥.
Pinned
Some ... soup, maybe?
October 14, 2025 at 1:54 AM
Some ... soup, maybe?
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...what in darkness is that?
October 8, 2025 at 11:07 PM
...what in darkness is that?
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There are cracks in all things.
Through these cracks the light seeps in.
With the light I will find purchase on your very spirit.
Spirit in hand, I shall bend you to my will.
Rend away all of you that serves me none.
I will corral the light; all light, into my very hands.
And with the light...
Through these cracks the light seeps in.
With the light I will find purchase on your very spirit.
Spirit in hand, I shall bend you to my will.
Rend away all of you that serves me none.
I will corral the light; all light, into my very hands.
And with the light...
I will cleanse all that oppose me.
October 6, 2025 at 6:59 AM
There are cracks in all things.
Through these cracks the light seeps in.
With the light I will find purchase on your very spirit.
Spirit in hand, I shall bend you to my will.
Rend away all of you that serves me none.
I will corral the light; all light, into my very hands.
And with the light...
Through these cracks the light seeps in.
With the light I will find purchase on your very spirit.
Spirit in hand, I shall bend you to my will.
Rend away all of you that serves me none.
I will corral the light; all light, into my very hands.
And with the light...
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I will cleanse all that oppose me.
October 6, 2025 at 6:17 AM
I will cleanse all that oppose me.
At the very least, that's put an end to that incessant tearing up. Now she just-
❝ Tea...? ❞ She'd been denied a warm cup of chai for months now -- Oh, but this girl's hands - !
❝ A splash of milk, a touch of sugar, and pour the tea just before it boils. Reclaim a spot amongst my graces, dear. ❞
❝ Tea...? ❞ She'd been denied a warm cup of chai for months now -- Oh, but this girl's hands - !
❝ A splash of milk, a touch of sugar, and pour the tea just before it boils. Reclaim a spot amongst my graces, dear. ❞
October 6, 2025 at 6:56 AM
At the very least, that's put an end to that incessant tearing up. Now she just-
❝ Tea...? ❞ She'd been denied a warm cup of chai for months now -- Oh, but this girl's hands - !
❝ A splash of milk, a touch of sugar, and pour the tea just before it boils. Reclaim a spot amongst my graces, dear. ❞
❝ Tea...? ❞ She'd been denied a warm cup of chai for months now -- Oh, but this girl's hands - !
❝ A splash of milk, a touch of sugar, and pour the tea just before it boils. Reclaim a spot amongst my graces, dear. ❞
Moons above, this girl was persistent...
The kind hand of the tides was no longer applicable; time for a surge.
❝ Overcooked. Deprived of worth. Inedible. 𝘜𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. And no tears shed before me will ever amount to the meal lost. So you'd better save them, or bottle them for the salt content. ❞
The kind hand of the tides was no longer applicable; time for a surge.
❝ Overcooked. Deprived of worth. Inedible. 𝘜𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. And no tears shed before me will ever amount to the meal lost. So you'd better save them, or bottle them for the salt content. ❞
October 6, 2025 at 2:08 AM
Moons above, this girl was persistent...
The kind hand of the tides was no longer applicable; time for a surge.
❝ Overcooked. Deprived of worth. Inedible. 𝘜𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. And no tears shed before me will ever amount to the meal lost. So you'd better save them, or bottle them for the salt content. ❞
The kind hand of the tides was no longer applicable; time for a surge.
❝ Overcooked. Deprived of worth. Inedible. 𝘜𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. And no tears shed before me will ever amount to the meal lost. So you'd better save them, or bottle them for the salt content. ❞
❝ Burnt.
Flavor profile buried 'neath ash and char.
Improper seasoning. Visually unappealing.
Unpleasant aroma.
Horrid misuse of ingredients, which you might believe was thoroughly covered by prior flaws.
However, the knowledge that said ingredients could've been better used is its own woe. ❞
Flavor profile buried 'neath ash and char.
Improper seasoning. Visually unappealing.
Unpleasant aroma.
Horrid misuse of ingredients, which you might believe was thoroughly covered by prior flaws.
However, the knowledge that said ingredients could've been better used is its own woe. ❞
October 5, 2025 at 9:30 PM
❝ Burnt.
Flavor profile buried 'neath ash and char.
Improper seasoning. Visually unappealing.
Unpleasant aroma.
Horrid misuse of ingredients, which you might believe was thoroughly covered by prior flaws.
However, the knowledge that said ingredients could've been better used is its own woe. ❞
Flavor profile buried 'neath ash and char.
Improper seasoning. Visually unappealing.
Unpleasant aroma.
Horrid misuse of ingredients, which you might believe was thoroughly covered by prior flaws.
However, the knowledge that said ingredients could've been better used is its own woe. ❞
internal monolog: i'm such a good person. i really do brighten up the room when I walk in, golly.
October 5, 2025 at 8:11 PM
internal monolog: i'm such a good person. i really do brighten up the room when I walk in, golly.
Oh, good. Her words landed appropriately then.
❝ Your enthusiasm is noted, and should we find a discipline more suited to your talents, then we'd be happy to employ you in that regard.
However, until such a time? There's only so much good cookware between us all. Don't sully it again. ❞
❝ Your enthusiasm is noted, and should we find a discipline more suited to your talents, then we'd be happy to employ you in that regard.
However, until such a time? There's only so much good cookware between us all. Don't sully it again. ❞
October 5, 2025 at 8:10 PM
Oh, good. Her words landed appropriately then.
❝ Your enthusiasm is noted, and should we find a discipline more suited to your talents, then we'd be happy to employ you in that regard.
However, until such a time? There's only so much good cookware between us all. Don't sully it again. ❞
❝ Your enthusiasm is noted, and should we find a discipline more suited to your talents, then we'd be happy to employ you in that regard.
However, until such a time? There's only so much good cookware between us all. Don't sully it again. ❞
❝ ... Mother, grant me your gift of tongues for a moment. ❞
How best to let this one down easy. . .
❝ You've created something here that offends my sensibilities. I imagine its taste will disrespect them even further.
I said, 'Never do this again'. I meant cooking. In general. Never again. ❞
How best to let this one down easy. . .
❝ You've created something here that offends my sensibilities. I imagine its taste will disrespect them even further.
I said, 'Never do this again'. I meant cooking. In general. Never again. ❞
October 5, 2025 at 7:27 PM
❝ ... Mother, grant me your gift of tongues for a moment. ❞
How best to let this one down easy. . .
❝ You've created something here that offends my sensibilities. I imagine its taste will disrespect them even further.
I said, 'Never do this again'. I meant cooking. In general. Never again. ❞
How best to let this one down easy. . .
❝ You've created something here that offends my sensibilities. I imagine its taste will disrespect them even further.
I said, 'Never do this again'. I meant cooking. In general. Never again. ❞
❝ Darling, I am always hungry. Yet, I hunger for sustenance... not ash and 'honest attempts'. ❞
October 5, 2025 at 7:18 PM
❝ Darling, I am always hungry. Yet, I hunger for sustenance... not ash and 'honest attempts'. ❞
❝ Never do this again. ❞
October 5, 2025 at 6:00 PM
❝ Never do this again. ❞
𝘖𝘩, 𝘔𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
October 3, 2025 at 7:59 PM
𝘖𝘩, 𝘔𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
/ the kpop demon girls are in fortnite, which one should I buy? i have never seen the film
October 2, 2025 at 6:04 PM
/ the kpop demon girls are in fortnite, which one should I buy? i have never seen the film
She need not have asked. There was almost an overwhelming air of 'locality' to him, he would blend into the foliage beyond him to the untrained eye.
❝ South...? Mother, I have misinterpreted your guidance. ❞ Close, even as close as she was, was still too far. He was slipping further away from her.
❝ South...? Mother, I have misinterpreted your guidance. ❞ Close, even as close as she was, was still too far. He was slipping further away from her.
“I am.” He says, after the canteen is given —- Link takes a step back. Of course he does, caution on his side.
“You are further south of it. Closer to the Souther Plains —- dry land that has no end. How did you. .how did you end up here?”
“You are further south of it. Closer to the Souther Plains —- dry land that has no end. How did you. .how did you end up here?”
He certainly smelled local. She'd have been absolutely sure if it weren't for his eyes... He'd the gaze of a man windswept and far-reaching.
❝ Where am I? How close am I to Faron's Wood? ❞ Did Faron still have presence here? Have the Goddesses fallen out of favor? Questions. Questions. Questions...
❝ Where am I? How close am I to Faron's Wood? ❞ Did Faron still have presence here? Have the Goddesses fallen out of favor? Questions. Questions. Questions...
October 1, 2025 at 8:19 PM
She need not have asked. There was almost an overwhelming air of 'locality' to him, he would blend into the foliage beyond him to the untrained eye.
❝ South...? Mother, I have misinterpreted your guidance. ❞ Close, even as close as she was, was still too far. He was slipping further away from her.
❝ South...? Mother, I have misinterpreted your guidance. ❞ Close, even as close as she was, was still too far. He was slipping further away from her.
❝ Perhaps one day, when neither foe nor feast befall our sharp-ends, I will inquire as to just what madness belched you unto the realm, Hunter. ❞
For each and every word from his mouth called with it a rumbling of distant thunder. Not for sake of timbre, but for the weight of a storm held at bay.
For each and every word from his mouth called with it a rumbling of distant thunder. Not for sake of timbre, but for the weight of a storm held at bay.
The Ranger’s lips pressed into a thin line, and his eyes. Her tutting, her words that twined mockery with promise, clung to him like mist. Yet he did not flinch, nor turn aside.
Less root to clamber over. Less energy spent in pursuit. She'd even coerce her kith into carrying him to the top branch should he wish...
Oh, but he'd no need of hope. Merely truth, wasn't it?
❝ Tread lightly. Some of these roots are gnarled beyond the weight of ... one such as yourself. ❞
Oh, but he'd no need of hope. Merely truth, wasn't it?
❝ Tread lightly. Some of these roots are gnarled beyond the weight of ... one such as yourself. ❞
October 1, 2025 at 8:10 PM
❝ Perhaps one day, when neither foe nor feast befall our sharp-ends, I will inquire as to just what madness belched you unto the realm, Hunter. ❞
For each and every word from his mouth called with it a rumbling of distant thunder. Not for sake of timbre, but for the weight of a storm held at bay.
For each and every word from his mouth called with it a rumbling of distant thunder. Not for sake of timbre, but for the weight of a storm held at bay.
/ i have my LAPTOP! I can just swivel my chair and use this, oh I'm fucking here!
October 1, 2025 at 7:39 PM
/ i have my LAPTOP! I can just swivel my chair and use this, oh I'm fucking here!
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Some idiot wizard: speak friend and enter...
Mirelissi shoving that dope out of the way:
Mirelissi shoving that dope out of the way:
September 29, 2025 at 8:54 PM
Some idiot wizard: speak friend and enter...
Mirelissi shoving that dope out of the way:
Mirelissi shoving that dope out of the way:
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Kicking some too-tired failed guard around the stomach with her thigh, sending him tumbling headlong into a time-rotted wall and collapsing a building o'er his bell rung head.
No cause nor justification. She just felt an urge to do something cruel.
No cause nor justification. She just felt an urge to do something cruel.
September 23, 2025 at 11:04 PM
Kicking some too-tired failed guard around the stomach with her thigh, sending him tumbling headlong into a time-rotted wall and collapsing a building o'er his bell rung head.
No cause nor justification. She just felt an urge to do something cruel.
No cause nor justification. She just felt an urge to do something cruel.