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apollo-just-ice · 1 month
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At this point I feel like Brave Camilla will get her resplendent before her base.
Honestly yeah I feel that’s probably true,,, it seems pretty well considered that base Camilla is a “break glass in case of emergency” resplendent situation, whereas the Brave units are pretty much guaranteed to get a resplendent
I mean I won’t complain, as I’ve had zero luck getting a Brave Camilla, so at least her getting a resplendent eventually will give me a copy :')
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mykatzone · 6 months
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I've been trying to post another comic (30+ pages) I did today for my Ice King Identity Crisis AU but it's not showing up in the tags or on the dashboard no matter what I try :'D
So I figured out a solution! I'll post all the stuff I make for this AU on AO3 and post highlights here!
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radiance1 · 9 months
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The Ghost Prince does not, under any circumstances, answer a summoning after it was made aware he existed. None know why he doesn't, some are bitter and hateful of it while others are thankful that it's one less bloodthirsty manic to deal with.
The Ghost King meanwhile hasn't been seen in multiple eons, so the magical community who wanted to use his power just, stopped, trying to summon him for a long time.
Most magic users knew that the Ghost Prince never answered a summons, and that the Ghost King just dropped off the radar.
So could you really blame Constantine for not taking it that seriously when some wannabe hotshot cultists try to summon both of them in the middle of a city to wreak havoc?
He'll give them some credit though. Points for doing it in broad daylight and actually being somewhat of a threat with not relying on just summoning the Ghost royalty and figuring out what to do from there.
The area they were in was somewhat destroyed, then the cultists manage to complete the summoning circle to summon both of them and Constantine, well he just light up a smoke.
It isn't going to work anyways so what does it matter?
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Is that a fucking Ice cream truck he hears? Who the fuck is driving an Ice cream truck while their city is being under attacked with cultists trying to summon eldritch ghost royalty?
He'll give them some points for dedication, though.
Then he looked at the cultists and nearly had a goddamn heart attack to see that the summoning circle is actually fucking lighting up and working.
The Bat is so gonna give him a headache over this.
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Danny Phantom, crown prince of the Infinite Realms. Does not answer summons.
For one, it is annoying as shit, whenever someone interrupts his day just to ask for infinite power (that he can't give), world domination (that he won't do) or infinite riches (which he also can't do).
It just got annoying being summoned all the time so. One day he just, well, no. And hey, it worked out well enough for him to not continue doing it.
Then he also learned that Pariah Dark is basically the same, after he got out the coffin and stopped trying to take over the world for whatever reason. He was actually a pretty swell guy!
He was just with him too, with him being not so swell at the time for making him go through lessons about Ghost etiquette, rules, stuff that's expected of him as the crown prince.
And don't even get him started on the engagement and marriage proposals.
Overall, he just wanted to find an excuse to leave. Then he felt the familiar suggestive pull of a summoning and, instead of rejection as he usually does in a second. He thought for a bit if he wanted to go with that or crown prince duties.
It was tempting, but dealing with cultists seemed worse than this so he was about to reject.
At least, before he heard an Ice cream truck playing in the background. He doesn't even know how the hell that popped up through the pull but by the gods has it been a while since he's had Ice cream.
So he answers and is gone with a pop.
Pariah Dark just stares for a good second or two, before breathing out and deciding to also answer. Fright Knight is just there, off to side, questioning what he should do now.
Danny wastes no time with the cultists on the other side and in fact, he pushes them out of the way and goes diving for that Ice cream truck he hears. Only to realize he doesn't, have any money on him.
Fuck.
Pariah Dark is less inclined to follow the rules imposed by humans like money, but he does know it can be important. Once in a while. Not that often, but it has its times.
So when he sees his adopted son being sad over being unable to pay for some kind of human delicacy, he digs around in his hair (yes, his hair.) and pulls out some money and puts it on the counter as payment.
The man inside the tiny vehicle had shrieked before getting what they wanted. Which is good. Fear is a good motivator, Pariah thinks.
Unknown to him, it wasn't out of fear (Well, mostly) but because the Ghost King placed down a coin made of pure, solid gold on his counter.
The two then go about their business in the human realm, completely forgetting about the fact that they were summoned here for something.
Constantine is both relieved and about to have an aneurysm at seeing Infinite Realm royalty only answering a summon because of Ice cream.
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bun-fish · 1 year
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WIP update !!!
Imaginary Book Cover huehuehue
Of @noir-renard 's If You Give A Bat A Burger
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markers and color pencils, the basics works the best.
I thought about toning down the colors (or just straight up leave it the way it is) of our resident fully-dead ghosts, but I couldn't resist adding the pink hair & boxing gloves Angela deserves ;)
there are two Yoricks in this btw
Just the Gang (in progress):
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aposemetric · 1 year
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have you ever wanted to find out which Actually Gay™ anime character you are? have i got the diagnostic quiz for you! this quiz is long, varied, and has 26 different possible results. there is fashion. there is bloodshed. there is overly personal questions.
Let me, Dr. Gay Anime Bitches, assign you a gay anime bitch.
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doodle-do-wop · 7 months
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Y'all ever think about how absolutely unhinged Juline Dizznee is?
She has human movies, joined a rebel group, said 'fuck society I like this funny potion man' and married him, has probably thrown hands, (once again) JOINED A REBEL GROUP, was willing to lose her memorizes when on a mission with her own son, has probably said 'this is my jam' in reference to a jar of jam, has seen her son throw multiple bombs at the government leaders of her home
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myristicisms · 1 month
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Eyes flash near dangerously, the usual subtle glow of the mako staining his irises giving way to the sudden rush into his head and there's a soft laugh that he barks out, head cocking slightly to the side curiously while he mulls over the statement. He could handle everything fine enough, or at least that's what Zack thinks even if it would be fun to hand the reigns over and see what Cloud would do if he allowed the blonde to take over. “ Depends. ” He manages, voice as calculated as possible given the way he has to hold himself still, body growing jittery from excess energy beginning to pool within his limbs. “ If you think you can then go ahead, I wanna see what taking charge looks like to you. ”
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@strifesoldier | Cloud Strife
"Do you want me to take charge? "
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commsroom · 9 months
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if hera could eat, i think she'd be completely prepared for indulgence, but she would ultimately prefer subtler / more natural flavors. like, hera is getting pistachio rosewater ice cream while eiffel is creating ungodly sugar concoctions out of the most brightly colored artificial flavors known to man. minkowski - needless to say, a big fan of ice cream! - is a healthy eater through rigorous discipline, but in her heart of hearts, she does want, like. dark chocolate cherry with cake bits in it. minkowski earnestly believes in the concept of a "cheat day" and marks them on her calendar. which is a real "how do you live like this" moment for eiffel, on multiple levels.
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compacflt · 5 months
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this is a bit of an ask inspired by another ask (and also ridiculously silly) but what’s the boys’ relationship with penny like in the future?? i loved the little snippet of her at bradley’s wedding and ice trying to figure out if she’s a threat or not (and then maverick coming back from dancing and saying he couldn’t stop gushing over ice….ugh!!!) but do they become good solid friends? I like the idea of them expanding their circle now that they can trust more people…even if one of those people are one of maverick’s exes
additionally: do her and ice ever talk about their shared experiences (not sex, ice would probably keel over and die, but just…having a relationship with mav)? the thought of penny cornering him is ridiculously funny to me. or maybe they never reach that point of comfort 🤷‍♀️ i just need to know if she ever takes them both sailing and ice gets a chance to laugh at mav on a boat
[also, in all sincerity, I have an unhealthy amount of things to say about this series and I’m a bit sad it’s over, but I love everything you’ve done <3 I could compliment it for days on end and probably never run out of things to say]
ice to Penny at mav’s birthday party sometime over the last five years: Hey! Good to see you again :) thanks for coming …
Penny, apropos of nothing: so.,. weve never talked one-on-one… but. You and i have both been inside Pete Mitchell at some point ?
ice:
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hellsite-hall-of-fame · 11 months
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the price of arizona is 1.35 at my local gas station. i propose a coup d'etat.
well it appears that that’s already happened, because apparently the state of arizona is being sold at some random gas station??
and a coup d’etat seems to be the only way that’d occur soooo
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apollo-just-ice · 8 months
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Idk if other people in the feh community feel the same but the deaths of feh OCs feel completely nullified by their alts.
Like it’s hard to take the OC’s death seriously if you know they’re going to get a sessional alt where they’re all chripy. Basically a lot of tonal dissonance.
Also a lot of deaths that happen at the ends of the books just feel shoehorned in to up the stakes.(This is me primarily being salty at Bruno’s death.)
Thoughts?
(Sorry if this is completely incoherent.)
No no, you make sense!
Hmmm well on one hand I agree to some extent that when you really think about it, it’s weird at the least that characters that have died are just walking around dressed up for the holidays. But I guess for me it’s easy enough to just accept it as “same character but from another world where they’re still alive”. It doesn’t take away from the deaths to me, as our world’s version of the character is the main one who is now dead. But I understand how others would feel that way!
Yeahhh there sure is a lot of deaths, à consequence of the formula Feh has with a new story every year, to pull out that drama there will be some characters dying every year.
My one thing is that I can’t hate on the dead ocs getting alts soon after they die. Feh ocs only are really going to get a chance to get content in Feh ofc, and so a character dying and therefore not getting any more main story content receiving an alt is still nice! A different kind of content but new content nonetheless :)
Like I was so happy when Bruno got his winter alt lol. And it’s a comfort to know Heiðr has a good chance of getting a New Year’s alt for 2024!
It’s a weird and complex thing for these gacha characters, that’s for sure. They can die one day and be seen in a bunny suit the next day. But I’m still glad for the new quotes, voice lines, art and paralogue stories etc featuring them, even though it can still suck that they’ve died in the main story.
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hecksupremechips · 9 months
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It’s something only kinda implied but I love how Junpei is really smart and actually does know random bullshit information like everyone else does but he just like. Doesn’t use it unless he wants to end an argument
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Hey so I'm curious, if y'all have ever thought about this reblog/tags/notes with your favorite spell casting sound (the little music notes/sounds that play as you cast a spell)
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duchess-of-oldtown · 5 months
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So my English lecturer talked about ASOIAF today and described Cersei and Jaime "freaky" rather than just saying they're fucking and I had to sit there amongst actual normal human beings like
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skyloftian-nutcase · 10 months
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Hi Lofty!!
I love all your work and can't get enough of your Healthcare AU!🖤
Question though: We know the boys don't do great self care especially if they are sick or hurt. Malon seems like she would be just as strong headed and always say she's fine. But how would Time react to seeing her name pop up as a patient in the ED?
Like if she got into a car wreck (not a horrific one, though I'm sure Time would lose it) or had an incident with a horse and got banged up, maybe even a concussion, and was trying to refuse treatment because she's "fine", only for Time to burst in.
How would Time react to it all??
The sky had steadily darkened as they drove. Warriors' usual cheerful chatter died down before he'd finally started breathing softly in gentle, rhythmic patterns of sleep. Time glanced over at him on occasion with a fond smile and then he gently turned on a quiet music station on the radio to fill the void.
The emergency medicine conference had gone very well. The boys had learned a great deal, Time's talk was a success, and Sky had even gotten to see Sun briefly. After a good four days relaxing at the shore and getting training hours under their belts, they were ready to return home.
Time had one final class to teach today before they'd left, and he'd turned off his phone as a result. It was only now that he realized he'd forgotten to turn it back on, but he wasn't going to mess with it while he was driving. They'd be arriving home soon enough.
An hour later, Time escorted a sleepy Warriors to his apartment where Wind was cheerily waiting. After a few shared words and laughs and some hot chocolate, Time headed out. As he pulled into the long driveway leading up to the ranch, he saw a single light behind him and blew out a small sigh of relief - it was Sky's motorcycle, which meant he'd gotten there safely as well. Legend and Hyrule had carpooled separately, and he'd have to text them to confirm they were home.
When he finally parked the car and Sky pulled up beside him, Time turned on his phone. It vibrated once, twice, three, four, five, six times as he climbed out of the vehicle to check on Sky. Good grief, did the world end while I was driving?
It was probably the group chat.
Sky yawned as he pulled off his helmet, giving Time a tired smile.
"Hungry?" Time asked. "I'm sure Malon has something prepared."
"Food sounds nice," Sky hummed as he grabbed his luggage from the car and the pair made their way inside. While they walked, little details jumped out at Time, because no matter the situation or his level of calm or exhaustion, he couldn't not notice his surroundings.
Malon's car was missing. The gravel leading up to where it normally parked was tousled a little, like feet had shuffled back and forth.
Time paused.
Sky was unlocking the door, oblivious to the environment, but did note, "I wish they'd left the light on so I could see the key."
Lights. There were no lights. Not a single light in the house was on.
Time pulled out his phone, anxiety beginning to bubble in his chest.
He had multiple missed calls and more texts than could be displayed on the screen.
Sky entered the house just as Time unlocked his phone, and the pilot called confusedly, "Nobody's home!"
Hey. Tried to call but went straight to voicemail. Malon's sick. We're at the ER. She's stable, just dehydrated. Needs fluids. Don't know if staying overnight. She'll probably kill them first.
Time read the text from Twilight. The one, single, solitary text. The rest had been from Wild, who was anxiously giving update after update.
Then his phone started blowing up. Legend, Hyrule, Warriors, Four, and Wind were all texting now, having apparently just being told by Wild. Between that and the time stamps on the texts, they had just missed them.
Sky walked out slowly, phone in hand, likely reading similar information from the others. His head shot up immediately, eyebrows crinkled together in worry.
"Stay here," Time advised as he made his way back to the car, mind fixating on the issue.
"But--"
"Stay," Time insisted tersely. He wasn't entirely sure why he was so insistent on the matter, except that it gave him one less person to worry about if Sky wasn't perseverating on the matter alongside the surgeon himself as he drove to the hospital.
The drive felt like an eternity. He tried calling Twilight and got no answer, which only made him more worried. Wild wasn't answering either, and his persistent texts had stopped.
Twi just said she needed fluids, he tried to reassure himself. That's an easy fix.
But when had she gotten so ill that it was needed? What had happened? They'd only been gone a few days - what had he missed? He'd just talked to her yesterday, she'd seemed fine!
After an admittedly sloppy parking job in the garage, Time walked hastily into the emergency department, making his way past the triage desk and badging himself into the department. He caught sight of the status board and immediately found her name.
She was in one of the acute care areas. That was a good sign, at least. But the waiting room still had a few people in it, which meant she was higher priority than others. That could potentially be a bad sign.
His stomach churned even more as he tried to focus instead of spiral. He couldn't quite silence the pounding of his heart in his ears, he couldn't stop biting his tongue anxiously as he walked to her room. His usual, calm demeanor was quickly crumbling, and he was losing control of the situation fast.
When he reached her room, his phone buzzed just as he opened the door. He wasn't entirely sure how he would act, seeing his beloved wife in a stretcher, but the immediate wave of dizziness that slammed into him wasn't the first reaction he'd expected to have.
Time leaned heavily on the door, and Malon's surprised expression quickly changed to alarm. "Honey, I'm okay--"
"You're--" Time stammered, taking a shaky breath. "What's wrong?"
Twilight hastily walked up to him, guiding him to a chair beside her bed. He didn't quite notice Wild or Twilight for a moment, holding his wife's hand as she gave him a reassuring smile. It was less comforting than it should have been, given that her face looked drawn and tired and was drenched in sweat.
"I'm okay," she repeated tiredly. "Just a little sick. Threw up a lot. They gave me Zofran, so I'm doing better. Boy do I love that stuff."
"You look awful," Time blurted out. "You're pale, you're diaphoretic--"
"Oh stop spouting out an assessment," Malon hushed with a weak chuckle. "I'm just dehydrated. Couldn't hold anything down for a while. Look, see, they're giving me fluids now."
She held out her arm for inspection, and Time examined the 18G IV in her AC. She'd already gotten a 200mL bolus, and the fluids were still infusing. He looked at the monitor and saw the tachycardia, saw the hypotension, and he swallowed thickly.
Shock. She'd been going into shock.
"Do they know what's wrong?" he asked. "What's causing this?"
Malon blew out a dismissive breath. "Oh, just a bad stomach bug. Hit Wild earlier in the week."
Time immediately turned his attention to the two young men in the room, watching Wild shrivel into a corner. Twilight was strangely stiff, his expression closed off as his hand settled on Wild's shoulder.
"Boys," Malon directed at the pair. "Do you two mind getting me some water and a damp washcloth?"
The pair took the hint, exiting the room wordlessly and closing the door behind them.
"Link," Malon said gently, garnering her husband's attention. "I'm okay. I promise. You look paler than I do."
"I wasn't here," Time said suddenly, his voice choking up, his guilt and anxiety swirling in an uncomfortable mess of overwhelming emotions that he couldn't express in any given word. "You're sick. I'm--"
"You can't control everything, hon," Malon insisted. "Life isn't your OR."
Time bit back a rebuttal, because he knew she was right. It still made him feel utterly helpless, like he had been so, so long ago when he was a child. He hated it.
But he latched on to her words, latched on to the facts, latched on to the reality of the situation like he was in the OR. Because he could think in the OR, he could focus in the OR.
Malon is fine. She's sick, but she's stable. She was in shock but she's getting fluids. She's awake, her mental status is normal, she's oriented and talking to me.
"How are you feeling?" he finally asked.
Malon laughed. "Spoken like a true surgeon. Looking at the numbers before you look at your patient."
Time gave a pleading pout, though her little jab did cheer him up. If she was able to make quips about his patient care, then she wasn't feeling too terrible.
Then his wife sighed, leaning her head into the pillow and staring at the ceiling. "I'm tired. But not as nauseous as I was. And the fluids are helping. I knew I needed fluids. Figured I could handle it at home. Tried ginger ale, tried sprite, little sips of water between vomiting episodes, but I just couldn't keep anything down. I..."
Malon bit her lip, and the worried look on her face made Time's anxieties return tenfold.
"You what? What's wrong?" he asked quickly.
"I might've asked too much," Malon said, her voice shaking a little. "I just--I felt so ill, and I knew I was losing the fight with staying hydrated enough. I... I asked Twilight to do something I shouldn't have."
Time glanced out at the doorway, but with the curtain drawn he had no idea where the boys were. When he looked back at Malon, she was staring at the curtain too.
"What did you ask?" he prompted.
"I asked him to start an IV on me," Malon said finally, her expression falling further. "My hands were shaking too much, or I would've tried to just do it myself. I know he's just a basic EMT, but I also know he's done some tech work in the ED, so I figured the others had taught him how to start them. He... he really did try, but I was too dehydrated and the only vein he found blew, and... I think he feels bad about it. I shouldn't have asked him. But I was desperate and thought I could just fix it easily at home."
Time's eye traced along Malon's arm to see a small bruise that had developed from Twilight's attempt. He felt equal parts upset and concerned.
"This whole thing's a stupid mess," Malon grumbled. "The sooner I get some fluids the better. I think they'll just give me some ODT Zofran to go home and we'll be done."
She made it sound so normal. As if his wife weren't sitting in a hospital bed. As if his wife weren't so acutely ill she'd had a medical emergency.
Time spiraled a moment longer and then buried his face in his hand, leaning an elbow on the side rail of the stretcher. He and Malon had both seen and treated infinitely worse.
But it was different when it was a loved one.
This isn't even the first loved one you've seen in this position.
"I swear, you're all conspiring to each have a hospital stay," Time muttered, finally grounding himself in some levity as he squeezed his wife's hand.
Malon laughed at that. "Well, mine's less exciting than Twi almost blowing up his appendix. Or Sky getting shot. Or anything Wars has done."
"Wars didn't need an ED visit."
"Not yet, at least."
Time sighed, rubbing his face and then smiling at his wife. "Well. Either way. You're not getting out of bed for a few days."
Malon huffed, cheeks flushing in defiance. "I have things to do--"
"You're sick. I'm taking care of you."
"You? You're a surgeon! I'd be better off being taken care of by one of the barn cats!"
Time spluttered, "I can take care of my own sick wife!"
"You're not a nurse," Malon fired back. "You don't know how to take care of a patient, just how to fix them. There's a difference."
"Well, then, you'll just have to teach me," Time argued stubbornly, kissing her hand. "I'm taking care of you whether you like it or not."
Malon sighed, put out, and relented. Then she gave him a cheeky grin. "I'll be sure to demonstrate how you act when you're ill."
"Malon--"
"All the whining and moaning--"
"Malon, be merciful--"
"And the constant neediness--"
"That's just playing dirty and you know it."
His wife's laugh was far more energetic this time, giving him some peace in his still anxiously fluttering heart. Time took her hand in both of his once more, stroking it lovingly.
The peace of the moment was shattered when the curtain was nearly torn off its hooks as Legend led a stampede of young men into the room.
"Malon, are you okay--"
"Who's your physician, I'll make sure they're actually getting stuff done and moving things along--"
"Forget that, who's her nurse--"
"Are you hurting? Wild said your stomach hurt before--"
"Did the Zofran help?"
"Malon can we grab you anything?"
The pair stared at the group, overwhelmed for a moment, and then Malon smiled, eyes filling with tears. "I guess I have a lot of nurses taking care of me."
"You do," Time assured her, taking the damp washcloth out of Twilight's hands and placing it over her forehead. Malon hummed in contentment as she was surrounded by her husband and her boys, and despite the chaos of the area all around them, there was at least peace in one room in the emergency department that night.
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knightsickness · 7 months
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obviously the actual reason criston has ‘pale green eyes’ + isn’t dornish in f&b is that grrm changed his mind and made him dornish in the show/book and show are separate stories but am obsessed with the two possible watsonian explanations. one is that dornish/half-dornish people can just have green eyes one of the sand snakes has blue eyes but the far more interesting idea is that he was actively whitewashed in in-universe accounts of the dance. the 2021 the green knight white hero dev patel portrait of it all …
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