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miquella-everywhere · 2 months

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So I've made some interesting discoveries today as I replay Elden Ring in anticipation for the DLC!

The first thing is that in the Weeping Peninsula there is a dungeon known as the Impalers Catacombs

A name which is awfully familiar to our newest character Messmer the Impaler 🤔

So going to the Catacombs right off the bat the entrance of the place is littered with jellyfish spirits, and I personally, have come to associate the Jellyfish spirits you see across the Lands between with St. Trina/Miquella (you even see them in front of the Black Knife Catacombs too)

and then off the side of the entrance to the Impalers Catacomb you follow the cliff and guess what's waiting for you there?

A Saint Trina's Lily

Which is SO FUNNY because I totally missed this Lily when I was doing my Lily Hunt when I first started this blog akdhdjajdjdh 😂

So already Miquella's presence is apparent here at the Impalers Catacombs, which is absolutely phenomenal imo. Means that Fromsoft has been leaving hints this entire time, which I absolutely love 🥰

Now the inside of the Catacombs are kinda cookie-cutter like the rest of them and the only things that I really took note of where in the basement/sewer area the zombie guys were infinitely respawning, you kill them all and more pop up like weeds.

But then in the sewer you can pick up this....

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that's not concerning in the slightest lmao

Now it could just be nothing but given Fromsofts track record, where even the smallest things can mean something, I can't help but worry lol

But we'll see what it all means in due time.

#i cant believe i missed that lily the first time around 😂#when i found this one i actually bursted into laughter ajshshshdh #uri posts #lily hunt #miquella the unalloyed #shadow of the erdtree

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irispacks · 2 months

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lily james gif pack .

in this gif pack you will find #882 gifs of lily james in war & peace ( 2016 ). all of these gifs were created from scratch by me so please do not claim as your own or edit in anyway. please like or reblog this gifs if using. they were 24 - 25 years of age during the filming of this project so please take that into consideration if using these. contains: fire, flashing lights, kissing

#periodfcnetwork #lily james #lily james gif pack #lily james gifs #lily james gif hunt #period fc #gifsociety #supportcontentcreators #usermina #userdevon #fcxdirectory #gifs : lily james .#this is the entire mini-series #gif pack

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matafeos · 2 months

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— LILY GLADSTONE IN BILLIONS

HERE you can find 33 high-quality gifs of Lily Gladstone in Billions as Roxanne. All of the gifs were made by me; please respect my rules and do not repost them and/or edit them. Do not use my gifs for taboo themes and Hollywood roleplays. Please, like or reblog if you find them helpful or use them. Thank you and enjoy! Trigger Warnings: None.

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neonhelper · 2 months

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Gif Pack: Lily James

By accessing the payhip linked below, you will find +239 gifs of Lily James as Pam Adkisson in the movie The Iron Claw (2023). All of these gifs were made by me. The gif pack is availble through payhip for free (or pay what you want). These gifs were made for roleplay usage. The sizes of the gifs are all 268px in width and 150px in height (268x150). All of them are below 4.0 MB. My other gif packs of Lily can be found here. While not necessary, a quick like or reblog if you found these gifs helpful would be appreciated!

Gif Pack Features: Zac Efron, Maura Tierney, Jeremy Allen White, Holt McCallany Trigger/Content Warnings: Eating, Drinking, Kissing, Suggestive/Sex Scene, Pregnancy, Babies Important Note: Do not repost or redistribute my gifs, claim my gifs as your own, remove my watermarks, repost my gifs in a gif hunt (link to my gif pack instead), or use my gifs to make crackship gifs. You may crop my gifs for personal use only after asking for my permission first.

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lexiresources · 8 months

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by CLICKING THE SOURCE LINK of this post, you will be redirected to #1,432 gifs of LILY-ROSE DEPP (1999) in the television show THE IDOL as jocelyn. these gifs were made entirely made by me from scratch and were made for rp purposes, but you are welcome to use these gifs for however you see fit. if you alter/share them anywhere that aren’t for personal use then please link back to the original post and/or credit me on the post. LIKES and REBLOGS are not required, but encouraged! DO NOT: use my gifs for taboo roleplays, to portray minors, to portray lily-rose herself, racebend, or edit the gifs without crediting me and/or asking permission.

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oliversrarebooks · 4 months

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Hunting Dog Part One: Lowell's Mistake

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This is a spinoff of The Rare Bookseller! It takes place in the same world, but you don't have to have read Bookseller to understand this story.

April 1922

TW: human auction, capture, drugging

Oh, he'd hit the absolute motherlode.

Lowell couldn't believe that the tip he'd received at the speakeasy had actually panned out. He'd spent all night in surveillance observing the vampires -- and there was no question that they were vampires -- bustling in and out of the old but well-kept mansion. With a specially crafted scent to disguise the smell of his blood and the moon nearly full, it hadn't been difficult to conceal himself in an a gnarled oak tree and confirm that this was likely the infamous, elusive auction house.

He watched cars and carriages arrive and depart, well-dressed vampires chatting on the porch, struggling humans being dragged into a basement entrance, and clearly enthralled individuals carrying out trash and carrying in crates of supplies, their sleepwalking movements and glassy eyes apparent even from a distance. If this wasn't the auction house itself, it was certainly a major hotbed of vampire activity, more than worth his time.

Every vampire hunter worth his salt dreamed of finding and taking down the auction house. Between all the thralls the hunter's guild had rescued over the years, they had a very good idea of what the interior was like, how they processed humans, and what kind of clientele frequented the place. But no thrall knew where it was located -- about an hour away from the city by carriage, somewhere secluded in the countryside, memories far too vague to have any success locating it. The vampires were careful to make sure that the thralls were unconscious, drugged, or hypnotized while taking them to and from the cursed place.

Lowell hadn't thought much of the alcohol drenched, barely lucid man who had stumbled into the speakeasy that night, until he claimed that he had escaped from a fledgeling vampire. Purchased at the auction for a thousand dollars, a pitiful sum for a human life, the poor thrall had managed to get free in just two months' time. His memory of the auction house had proved shockingly clear, giving Lowell the final few clues he needed to track the place down.

And now, it was within his sights, that wretched house of misery where humans were bought and sold like meat at a butcher's. Even now, within those walls, innocent victims were having their minds spirited away, their wills bent towards serving monstrous masters, their very lives stolen from them.

All there was to do was wait until sunup, when he'd have all the advantages against sluggish vampires who could not flee outdoors. He briefly toyed with the idea of gathering more hunters and returning the next day, before discarding it. The security around the auction house, especially as the sun began to rise and the vampires retreated within, appeared to be minimal. It was obvious that they counted on secrecy and remoteness as their main way of keeping humans out -- the security was no doubt focused instead on keeping humans in.

And if the allure of being the vampire hunter to destroy the notorious auction house was clouding his judgement a tad... well, you didn't get to be a hunter with this many dustings under your belt without a lot of confidence and a lot of risks.

Once the sun had crested the hills and the vampires had all either left or gone back within, the only souls remaining outside the mansion were some unfortunate thralls enlisted as guards. While they had clearly been chosen for strength and size, their slow reactions were no match for a hunter in possession of his full faculties. Lowell quickly dispatched the guard near the basement door with a sedative dart, liberating the poor man of his keys and entering the building. He used a small block of wood to prop the door open, a trick he'd learned from well-seasoned hunters to always leave himself an escape route.

The vast majority of vampire manors Lowell had entered were ornate and packed wall-to-wall with furniture and collectibles suiting the vampire's particular desires, an expression of their innate possessiveness. Lowell knew for sure that he was in the auction house and no ordinary manor the second he laid eyes on the hallway -- painted white, free of obstruction, sterile, resembling a hospital or military base.

It was deathly quiet, so Lowell took extra care that his footsteps did not make noise against the polished wood floor, lest he alert any vampire that happened to be awake. He passed a few rooms, cautiously peering in with weapons drawn. One was an infirmary, one was a shower, one seemed to be an office, another couple were occupied primarily by padded chairs with leather restraints.

The laundry room and kitchen each had a couple of dazed thralls doing chores. In each case, Lowell shut the door again before they noticed, if they were even capable of noticing. The guild would have a lot of work on their hands rehabilitating all of these thralls once he cleaned out the vampires, that was for certain.

Truthfully, Lowell didn't have a lot of patience for thralls himself. He felt compassion for innocent victims, and tried to rescue them when possible, but when it came to rehabilitating them... he couldn't stand their foggy, dazed expressions, their nervous flinching, the way they laced their speech with 'sirs' and empty courtesies. He especially hated to hear freed thralls begging for the touch of a cruel master, longing for fangs in their neck even months after rescue. So many of them who tried to live on their own ended up back in the sway of a vampire within a year or less. Once easy prey, always easy prey.

Lowell was eternally thankful that he was a predator instead.

Rounding the corner, he encountered the first vampire, a drowsy, scrawny thing stationed in front of a double door. It was beyond obvious that he'd never encountered a threat before -- even with his vampiric reflexes, he was far too slow to react before Lowell was on top of him, hand pressing to his mouth to stifle his cry, a sure hand driving a wooden stake straight through his heart.

It was easy. This had all been easy so far. Too easy, for such a legendary place. He knew he shouldn't let his guard down as the dusted vampire had.

But maybe this would be easy. After all, it was clear that the vampires were only concerned about humans escaping, not humans infiltrating. And despite their enhanced strength and senses and their many supernatural powers, vampires weren't especially clever compared to humans. Undeath and immortality made them stagnate -- most vampires were eternally stuck in their ways, and that made them careless and unimaginative. Lowell couldn't help the rush of pleasure that came with beating the vampires right in their own territory.

He quietly pushed open the double door, crossbow at the ready, cracking it just slightly with a doorstop. It was a long, dark hallway, and the scattered noises Lowell could hear didn't sound like vampires. It sounded like soft breathing, quiet snoring, the occasional mutter or sob. It was pitch black, and Lowell had to risk lighting a match, its flickering light revealing iron-barred cells.

Holding cells for the poor humans waiting to be processed into thralls, just as he'd expected. The motherlode, indeed. Most of the humans seemed to be either asleep or unresponsive as he passed their cells. It was just as well, because it meant they couldn't raise an alarm.

"Ah --"

Lowell could see his matchlight reflected in a pair of terrified eyes, hands gripping the bars of her cell. "Shhh, be quiet," he said.

"Sorry," she said in a voice so quiet that he could barely hear her. "Are you... you're not a vampire, are you? Are you here to rescue us?"

"Yes," he said, with a swell of pride. "That's the idea."

"Oh, thank you, thank you. They told me I was going to be taken and hypnotized tomorrow night -- and I've been so scared -- I want to go home, please -- "

"All right, all right, keep your voice down and let me do my work."

"Of course," she said, slinking back into the shadows. "Thank you, thank you."

As Lowell approached the other end of the hall, he could see another pair of double doors, and considered his options. The doors hadn't been locked against his entry, but if the vampires were concerned about potential thralls escaping, they might lock the doors to prevent exit. If he tried them, he'd be likely to alert the vampire guard that may be lurking on the other side, who could fetch backup.

Too risky. He'd have to go back the way he came.

But when he turned around and reached the door he had entered, he found it shut tight.

No -- he had certainly left it propped open. There was no way it had closed without him hearing it, not unless --

Shit, they were onto him.

He dropped his match, snuffing it out with his foot while preparing his crossbow. He took a deep breath, trying to keep his nerves steady. There might not be many vampires in the auction house at this hour. This wasn't even the worst situation he'd ever been in. He'd fight his way through them and have an amazing story to tell the guild once they showed up here to help with the cleanup.

Several tense moments passed as the hunter readied his weapons and reassured himself of his impending victory.

The double doors at both ends of the hall slammed open, and the electric lights overhead flashed on and off in quick succession -- with his eyes acclimated to the darkness, he was blinded, shooting his bow half on instinct. He shot one in the shoulder -- saw another crumble to dust -- before cold hands wrapped around his arms, forcing his crossbow to drop and pinning him against a vampire.

Vampires weren't any more clever than humans, but they were strong. Even the weakest looking vampire was stronger than any ordinary human. That's why hunters relied on skill and surprise, because their odds were so poor when it came to hand-to-hand combat.

This was it, then. He'd fucked up, and this was how he died. It was happening so fast. He'd had this nightmare so many times, and he braced himself for a knife in his gut or a snap of his neck. At least he'd died bravely. The way he always wanted to go out, really, fighting the goddamn leeches.

But then a damp cloth was pressed against his face, a cloth with a thick chemical smell. His eyes widened as he realized that he was going to be subjected to a fate far worse than death.

Capture. They were going to capture him, and with vampires, that only meant one thing -- they were going to try and make him into a thrall. A nightmare worse than death, one that he'd never even let himself entertain.

He saw the cruel grins of the vampires surrounding him as two of them held him tightly restrained and another pushed the cloth firm against his face. He held his breath, thrashing, hoping for an opening to escape, even as their grip held firm.

A vampire with the appearance of a young, innocent woman was standing nearby, watching the scene, yawning wide. "Nice work," she said. "Worth staying up late for."

"Are you sure you don't want to kill him? I mean, he just dusted Tim," said the vampire holding the cloth.

"He's too valuable to kill. A hunter turned thrall will make a fine prize. I know just the right buyer, too."

No! No, he couldn't let it happen. That would never happen. He couldn't be a mindlessly adoring pet to some prideful, cruel monster. He couldn't fawn and offer his blood and call a vampire 'sir'. That couldn't be him. He'd rather die, he'd so much rather die.

He wasn't fucking prey.

But his struggles were fruitless, especially as more vampires surrounded him and helped to immobilize him. He couldn't hold his breath forever, and he was forced to gulp down the noxious drug along with the air he needed. His head started to spin, his extremities going numb.

He had to get free, right now, before it was too late.

But as he began to sag in the vampires' arms, his limbs heavy and his eyelids beginning to droop against his will, he knew in his heart it already was too late. He was growing exhausted, the drugged cloth slowly but surely putting him under, and his fight to wrench himself from the vampires' grasp had now transitioned into a fight to keep himself awake.

"That's a good hunter," cooed the young woman, petting his hair, and he was too drowsy to move his head away. "Just go right to sleep. I'll take such good care of you."

"You won't. Whatever you're planning... it won't work," he said with all of the fire he could muster, his voice muffled by the cloth. "You might have caught me, but you're not going to turn me into some pathetic, simpering thrall."

"Oh, I'll do that and more," she said, her sugary voice growing more sinister. "By the time I'm through with you, you'll be nothing more than an eager little puppy of a thrall, laying at a vampire's feet and begging to be fed on."

The thought sickened him. He thrashed weakly, one last vain attempt to get free, but it was beyond hopeless. The urge to just shut his eyes and go to sleep was so strong, and every blink made it harder for him to open his eyes again. But he couldn't sleep, couldn't let the bloodsuckers take his mind.

"Aww, is the mighty hunter getting sleepy?" She scratched lightly at his scalp, a gesture which might be affectionate under different circumstances. "Go to sleep," she sang in a mocking lullaby, "go to sleep, go to sleep, little hunter..."

"No... don't..." His head sagged forward into the cloth, his vision blurring, his eyelids fluttering.

"Off to dreamland with you now, little hunter-thrall. You'll feel so much better after a little nap. And once you wake up, we're going to have so much fun together."

Lowell could do nothing but groan, defeated, as his eyes closed and refused to open again. His mind began to drift far away as he sank helplessly into a drugged sleep.

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I'm not sure how many parts this side story will have, but knowing me, too many.

#whump #whump writing #vampire whumper #vampire hunter whumpee #vampire #vampire hunter #mind control #drugging #sedation #captivity #hunting dog #lowell #lily

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miquella-everywhere · 5 months

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Miquella Hunt Part 18: Consecrated Snowfield

1. Trina's Lily found off the side of the Secret Path to the Haligtree

2. Trina's Lily guarded by so many bears like my god 😳

3. Miquella's Lily growing in the corner here

4. Trina's Lily, Miquella's Lily and Nascent Butterflies all here together at these petrified trees along side the singing Ancestral Followers

5. Miquella's Lily found before this forsaken coffin

6. Miquella's Lily found off of a corpse and growing just before the Albinauric Rise

7. There is a Trinas Lily here but i was unable to get a picture of it because of the stupid Red Wolf of Radagon thats there lol Okay but its kinda funny to think about Miquella bringing their dads dog to guard their favorite flowers lol There's also a warpgate next to the Lily too

8. The warpgate leads to this Trina Lily by the Minor Erdtree. Also note the Arteria Leaf in the background

9. St. Trina's Lily surrounded by Land Octopus, and Nascent Butterflies by the frozen waterwall where Magma Wyrm Theodorix is.

10. All my time hunting Miquella's Lilys and I have never seen one growing inside of a cave, let alone as many as TEN. So there's a lot going on here at the Cave of the Forlorn aside from just the Lilys so I'll breakdown what's going on here in another post lol

11. Nascent Butterflies by Minor Erdtree

12. Butterflies by small Albinauric camp

13. Trina's Lily growing here where lightning is striking

14. Interesting how this Nascent Butterfly is right above the Black Knife Assassins corpse 🤔 I've seen some theories as to why the Black Knives are here inside the Evergaol, some say that they're imprisoned here because they killed Godwyn, but I personally believe that they are aligned with Miquella and are willingly defending the way to the Haligtree

15. Makes sense that you would see so many Miquella's Lilys growing at Ordina

16. Nascent Butterflies surrounded by Land Octopi babies, also it's interesting to see that a Death Rite Bird spawns here at night

17. There's a whole field of Trina's Lilys growing at the back of the Aposate Derelict along with the spirit Jellys

18. Nascent Butterflies where the Mausoleum Knights are patrolling

19. Miquella's Lily right before the statue that you need a rune bear to smash

20. I can say with certainty that I've never seen a Miquella's Lily and a Trina's Lily side by side before

21. Hidden beneath a fallen petrified tree

22. Trina's Lily growing right behind where the warpgate that leads to the Mohgwyn Palace is

23. Miquella's Lily right past a bunch of sleeping rune bears

#uri posts #miquella the unalloyed #elden ring miquella #miquella #elden ring #lily hunt

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gifsbykat · 13 days

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LILY GLADSTONE IN UNDER THE BRIDGE

CLICK THE SOURCE LINK to find 180 291 ( 268x151 ) gifs of lily gladstone in her role as cam bentland in under the bridge (episodes 1-3). this pack will be updated throughout the season. all gifs were made from scratch by yours truly and are for roleplaying purposes. please don’t include them in gif hunts or repost them, but feel free to edit them for personal use only. a like or reblog if you use them and/or find them helpful would be greatly appreciated!

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firetfly · 4 months

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murasaki-cha · 6 months

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Tcf part 2 chapter 206

Basen and Lily. Cale spoke as soon as he saw the two people. “Here’s your gift.” Cale held out a brush and ink set and a great sword to each person and continued speaking with a serious face. “Basen.” "Yes?"

“You are the first. And Lily. You are second.” Cale immediately gave the answer to the two people who were puzzled. “Career counseling.” "Hyung-nim?" "Yes?" Basen, Lily, Lock, On. It is time to talk about the future of these four people.

What's going on oh my god Cale is entering full dad mode wtf

#tcf #trash of the count's family #lcf #lout of the count’s family #tcf novel #tcf part 2 #laws of hunting #cale henituse #basen henituse #lily henituse #tcf lock #tcf on

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