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(granblue fantasy) cagliostro in her dreamy dreamy alchemist outfit soaked in blood from waist to face, doing what seems to be some sort of surgical procedure on a spare body with her bare hands as she smokes a pipe and reads from her tome

adjustments in the lab 👩‍⚕️

[PANEL 1] a Blue Wizard points at the armored Lord Blasphemous, who has risen from his throne into an awesome battle pose with his two axes Wizard: LORD BLASPHEMOUS! MANY MOONS AGO, YOU STRUCK DOWN MY FATHER - JUST A SIMPLE FARMER! Lord Blasphemous: bro. it's kind of crazy but i remember that guy [PANEL 2] the Wizard and Lord Blasphemous bump fists Wizard: dude THANK you Lord Blasphemous: for real? Wizard: yeah that guy was dogshit Lord Blasphemous: oh no way

olivia got really mad at me when i revealed i beat the first game once and stopped playing and kept going "you didnt even unlock all the cards!" etc etc and i was just like I Won The Game. what more is there to conquer.

rosarie told me you would hunt down and kill the guys who are chillin with you in halo with a demonic bloodthirst in your soul so i shant be getting nerds for you

“Such handsomeness as you possess is wasted completely if you can’t read what your partner wants from you. I would not be surprised to find out you’ve been quite unlucky with love if this is how you flirt with a gorgeous older woman the first chance you get.”

This one she could not blame on drinking. This time it was all squarely on her.

“You did it again Yana. You have no self-control. You horrible– you evil–”

Her self-flagellation caught in her throat. She thought she would puke. She sobbed.

Soft fingers met the sleek plastic– slick with blood slowly coagulating between.

Then there was no dancer, and the light shone accusatory on the girl alone instead.

As if she had dared in yearning and now suffered for her greed.

yeah gaymos got the truth of it

no?

i died because i kept choosing cards that eat my health and drank my blood. so basically i went out the way i wanted to when i chose to walk this path.

i like this

yayyyy tames you

foreigner ...

from patreon a while back

yayyyyyy

(solemnly) mara -thon ..

#Umamusume #ウマ娘

skipping jury duty

you could get out of it by committing a crime

yuuuuup

time is cyclical my love

guykatsu was the first worm

wow i cant believe you had to read it i thought u were old enough u could have just seen it go down

“Naughty thing. I shall hold that thought against you until you demonstrate good behavior.” “Ugh.” Adelheid laid back on the bed and kicked her legs. “What were you doing anyway?” “It was a nostalgic little adventure. For someone who reminded me of an old acquaintance.” “That detective-- and her silly teacher? You didn’t know her much at all though.”

“Not her. Geza II-- the Magyar hero who reunited the old kingdom during the Küzdelem.” “Huh? The detective reminds you of that chick? I haven’t thought about her in a long time.” “Neither have I-- but the similarity was eerie. It feels like those times are coming back.” “Are they?” Adelheid grinned devilishly. “When will I be torching villages again then?” “I’m not letting you loose. You’ll stay on your best behavior, little bird.”

what a cool thing for a woman to say

i said this but i have truly been thinking about norn so much. the fakout of her and adelheid just being very material and smalltime gangsters before the big reveal she's an ancient immortal witch is soooooo good. madiha just has such a way of playing with expectations even for returning characters.

but you're even more handsome..

“If you say so. I’ll go on ahead of you and draw the flagship’s fire.” Shalikova said. “Good job taking care of those Divers by yourself. I have full confidence in you.” “It’s nothing. Could’ve gone better even.” “Do you have damage?” “No. I just mean– it’s not worthy of praise.”

A roiling vortex that had it been physical looked like it would have crushed the machine. Selene’s panicked, morbid, self-hating, self-hurting thoughts cascaded out of the mecha. I’m complete, I’m perfect, I was made perfect, how can she be stronger than me? Mother, why? Shalikova’s own thoughts poured painfully out of her own soul in return– Please stop. Please just surrender. I don’t want to hurt you. I don’t want to hurt you.

have i got the mecha webnovel for you,
emptinesseffigied.com/unjust-depths/