Have some cake, you deserve it! Or whatever snack you want, I’m not you. Can you draw some Jay please 🥹 preferably sky bound but idc ^^
Have a good day/night/idk
YIPPIE TYSM^^
Here he is! Sorry it took so long, I was busy fir a while
ASHURS DOING ANOTHER QNA, REPOSTING SO YALL DONT MISS IT<33
Reblog if you think Nya loves cringe shirts and Slogan tops
Found in an untitled folder on my ipad…
Reblog this if it’s okay to DM you and shoot the friendship shot.
The first thing I noticed about you was your hair. Dirty blonde, or maybe it was wheat gold, but I was - and still am - jealous of it. You had two styles, a messy bun and just straight down.
Next your lips, a light muted red that matched your almond shaped nails. You always did look good in autumn colors.
Then your clothes, I wanted your wardrobe so bad. The way you dressed was exactly the aesthetic I tried to copy. Oversized, grunge, or dark academia.
Is it weird of me to say that I always noticed when you were across from me in the hallway?
But I don’t think I liked you, not in a crush sort of way, just as someone I liked to envy.
Though my face felt warm whenever you walked past and I always felt an urge to dress up for you and I really wanted you to compliment me and I wanted us to be good friends.
Sometimes I wonder if something was wrong with me in those moments.
I tried to look cool in front of your friend, I don’t know if it worked or if she thought I was too excited.
Maybe I made a bad first impression?
After that we never talked, and I’m not sad, but I’m not sure if I’m content either.
I think you’ve been on my mind for 3 years now.
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She fell weakly to her knees in front of the elder, losing breath due to her run. Tears are streaming down her face, mixing with the blood of a dragon. The pure white snow crunched beneath her armor, and the blood stained it a deep crimson.
“I-I’m sorry! Please! It was an a-accident! Please! I-I swear i-it was an accident!” She begs and cries. But the cries meant nothing to the man. She swallows her guilt, her cries only sounding more desperate.
The elder looked down upon her bloody figure, seeing nothing but a mischievous elf with the dirty sins of a hundred fallen souls, and the recklessness of a teenage human.
“You have disappointed me, young lady.” He grumbles, his voice deep and raspy, as if he spent his young days with a hoarse cough.
“Please! It was an accident! I beg for your understanding! H-he threatened me!” She whined and pleaded.
The elder man sighed in disapproval. “You always have an excuse, little one. You are.. You are no longer worthy.” He finishes hesitantly, turning around and retreating back into his temple made of the purest stone and gold, with waterfalls on either side of the temple. Leaving poor Veronica, in her bloody metal armor, all alone in the bitter winter. The wind whacked against her with merciless howls, soon making her shiver. Once she hears the slam of the doors to the temple, she falls into the snow. Leaving her helpless and alone.
Until she hears the vibrating ground behind her. Baring with the burden of an orc army, livid and hunting down the girl. And they found her small, crumpled form in the small valley.
The elder stepped forward slowly. In one hand, his crooked staff, in the other, the book of wisdom. “Hunters do not harvest. Harvesters do not heal. Healers do not hunt. You have broken the great tradition. Explain yourself.”
academy
adventurer's guild
alchemist
apiary
apothecary
aquarium
armory
art gallery
bakery
bank
barber
barracks
bathhouse
blacksmith
boathouse
book store
bookbinder
botanical garden
brothel
butcher
carpenter
cartographer
casino
castle
cobbler
coffee shop
council chamber
court house
crypt for the noble family
dentist
distillery
docks
dovecot
dyer
embassy
farmer's market
fighting pit
fishmonger
fortune teller
gallows
gatehouse
general store
graveyard
greenhouses
guard post
guildhall
gymnasium
haberdashery
haunted house
hedge maze
herbalist
hospice
hospital
house for sale
inn
jail
jeweller
kindergarten
leatherworker
library
locksmith
mail courier
manor house
market
mayor's house
monastery
morgue
museum
music shop
observatory
orchard
orphanage
outhouse
paper maker
pawnshop
pet shop
potion shop
potter
printmaker
quest board
residence
restricted zone
sawmill
school
scribe
sewer entrance
sheriff's office
shrine
silversmith
spa
speakeasy
spice merchant
sports stadium
stables
street market
tailor
tannery
tavern
tax collector
tea house
temple
textile shop
theatre
thieves guild
thrift store
tinker's workshop
town crier post
town square
townhall
toy store
trinket shop
warehouse
watchtower
water mill
weaver
well
windmill
wishing well
wizard tower
Welcome Mortals! Cherish your lives, we never know how much time we have, do we?He/Him, Star/Starself, They/ThemNinjago loving nerd who made too many mistakesUndertale loving idiot who regrets too muchCat lover who has too much on their chestSpace Lover who is questioning purposeBackrooms wanderer stuck in a daydreamBe careful with the information you tell.I keep watch.OfEverything
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