lizardsister: “what do you want to do with your life?”

lizardsister: “what do you want to do with your life?”

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Rebelwhodoesntknow: Moami: Keep Your Friends Close, Your Enemies Closer, And The Ancient God You Once Summoned While Googling Latin Words Right In Your Heart. I Did… What? I Summoned… What? Where?!

Cursedspite: I Wholeheartedly Believe I Deserve A Sword. I Am True. I Am Loyal. I Despise Treacherous Men. What Else Do You Need? Knight Me Already

Deathbydyingpod:six Feet Under Is Overrated. Bury Those Bodies Wayyyyy Deeper. You Do Not Want Those Secrets, I Mean Corpses, Resurfacing.

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Nofreetrees: Writing-Prompt-S:your Son Has Taken To Writing Prayers In Letter Form, Starting Them All With “Deerest God.” The Misspelling Becomes Slightly Less Adorable When The Prayers, However Ridiculous, Are All Answered By A Doe-Like Goddess

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Barduils: If You See Me Wandering The Windswept Moors And Highlands In Nothing But A Nightgown Plastered To My Skin With Rain, Wailing And Wringing My Hands As I Stumble Over The Already Mud-Trodden Hem, I Ask That You Do Not Approach. I Will Be Fine.

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