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shxwmaster · 1 year
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@thasdorah / @elllerian liked for a starter !
Mathias has known from the very beginning what his life's mission is: Serve and protect the crown at all costs. It's an easy, no-nonsense concept to understand, and one he has trained tirelessly to fulfill. With the new era in progress, what with Stormwind's rebuilding, Varian crowned king, and Mathias finally regarded as a capable agent, he could feel the change in the wind.
But, there's also the more human side of him; he'd watched what are effectively his peers grow up alongside him, all living parallel lives, and has witnessed firsthand that the actual characters of those he protects themselves are... far less predictable than the objective statement. Tiffin Ellerian, being what he's mostly referring to.
Ah, Tiffin, always somehow finding some way to get into some manner of trouble that Mathias couldn't possibly keep up with, or prevent altogether.
He clicks his tongue, watching what is most certainly a specific Ellerian-Wrynn sneak out in inconspicuous garb. He probably should have expected this would be something she'd get up to, but alas...
“ You know, if you're going to be sneaking around like that, ” Shaw speaks up, revealing himself from the shadows he'd tucked away in. He was shrouded in a large cloak himself, dressed in nondescript plainclothes as well. “ You might be safer bringing a spy with you, just in case. ”
Translation: I'm coming with you.
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cappycodeart · 9 months
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A bunch of itty bitty widdle Ice Kings. Careful: he bites! :(
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marwyn · 3 days
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“I remember,” Dany said sadly. “They murdered Rhaegar’s daughter as well, the little princess. Rhaenys, she was named, like Aegon's sister. There was no Visenya, but he said the dragon has three heads….” (ACOK, Daenerys V)
“My queen,” [Jorah] said, “and the bravest, sweetest, and most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Daenerys—” “Your Grace!” “Your Grace,” he conceded, “the dragon has three heads, remember? You have wondered at that, ever since you heard it from the warlocks in the House of Dust. Well, here’s your meaning: Balerion, Meraxes, and Vhagar, ridden by Aegon, Rhaenys, and Visenya. The three-headed dragon of House Targaryen—three dragons, and three riders.” “Yes,” said Dany, “but my brothers are dead.” “Rhaenys and Visenya were Aegon’s wives as well as his sisters. You have no brothers, but you can take husbands. And I tell you truly, Daenerys, there is no man in all the world who will ever be half so true to you as me.” (ASOS, Daenerys I)
Visenya, eldest of the three siblings, was as much a warrior as Aegon himself, as comfortable in ringmail as in silk. She carried the Valyrian longsword Dark Sister, and was skilled in its use, having trained beside her brother since childhood. (F&B)
When Jon turned it sideways, he could see the ripples in the dark steel where the metal had been folded back on itself again and again. “This is Valyrian steel, my lord,” he said wonderingly. His father had let him handle Ice often enough; he knew the look, the feel. “It is,” the Old Bear told him. “It was my father’s sword, and his father's before him. The Mormonts have carried it for five centuries. I wielded it in my day and passed it on to my son when I took the black.” He is giving me his son’s sword. Jon could scarcely believe it. The blade was exquisitely balanced. The edges glimmered faintly as they kissed the light. “Your son—” “My son brought dishonor to House Mormont, but at least he had the grace to leave the sword behind when he fled….” (AGOT, Jon VIII)
The dragon has three heads. There are two men in the world who I can trust, if I can find them. I will not be alone then. We will be three against the world, like Aegon and his sisters. (ASOS, Daenerys VI)
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dawnsies · 8 days
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this is how i imagine giorno being in part 3 would go tbh
bonus:
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witchhuntress · 1 year
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Inada: I just thought of it.
😂😂😂😂😂
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popfickles-wish · 5 months
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Moon 2 - Part 2
[Start] [Previous] [Next: Dec 15]
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dobismuted · 4 months
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I love how I always forget that Lee Winter was the fanfic writer, RedCharcoal. I keep coming back to The Staircase. A fanfic that starts with a very triggering event and eventually turns into a story of redemption and healing. I tend to read bits and pieces of it, then end up reading to the end, and I'm always surprised that she's also Lee Winter.
It's rather fitting since she's my most listened to author on Audible. Breaking Character, Hotel Queens & Requiem for Immortals are my comfort listens, especially Breaking Character. Many an audiobook I've listened to solely for Angela Dawe.
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colemckenzies · 1 year
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nearly cried on the train bc the YA book im reading casually mentioned a side character being aroace........ unbelievably cringe
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shxwmaster · 1 year
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@deadmien​ asked:  “You look like shit” / uncrowned rescuing shaw dhdkdkdkdk;
quotes from things i’ve written
     How long had it been?
     Days? Weeks? Months?
     All of the time bled together, muddy, swirled in his head and poisoned with fel, punctuated with laceration after laceration, demon after demon — there was no sun or moon to refer to; not that he had enough consciousness half the time to keep track of the days. 
     Merciless. Relentless. Shaw had faced many formidable foes and monsters in the past, but never a dreadlord. Never of this magnitude. Never of this... cruelty. He’d lost count of the times death should have claimed him, only for foul magics to keep him at the brink, just to keep the fun going.
     By the time the Uncrowned finds him, there’s barely a man to salvage.
     He’d lost significant weight, his face pallor and skin mottled and abused. It was difficult to tell what he was looking at, who was talking, how many were there, but he knew one thing: he needed his armor and weapons, and he needed to kill Detheroc.
     By the gods and the Light and all that is holy and sacred, he needs to kill him, needs to slaughter this demon. It’s an ache in his bones, a necessity, more than food and water, more than air, he needs this demon DEAD ——
     His legs give out, and he stumbles, catching himself on one of the rogues present, and oh, isn’t this a familiar feeling. He must be dizzy, the world around him whirling as he struggles to catch up. His armor is somewhere, isn’t it? It’s difficult to think, between the injuries, and the stature of a man so sturdy and broad, the whisper of a memory of pastures and fields and farms of Westfall, Shaw can’t seem to tell what’s rooted and reality, and what’s just wishful thinking.
     But the voice speaks up. Clear as day. In an instant, it hollows him, wrings him cold and frozen. The recognition is instant, even in the haze. For a moment, he doesn’t dare move, a new flavor of fear taking root in the Spymaster, but this time, not of any demon and torture.
It can’t be...
     Slowly, he forces himself to lift his head. Confirm it. Confirm it. It’s not him, is it? It’s the haze, it’s the blur — but sure enough, wide emerald eyes rise to meet his, and something inside him plummets. He can’t move. Whether it’s out of fear, or the pain, he can’t tell anymore.
     The observation is astute. Shaw looks like shit.
And this isn’t how Shaw ever wanted this to go.
He never wanted this to happen.
     “ You’re not supposed to be here, ” is all Mathias manages to say, feebly pushing himself off, and barely succeeding. “ You’re... not supposed to... You shouldn’t be here. Why... ”
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swordbreakerz · 1 year
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Happy new years from Them, may you have just as much rivals to lovers and Cool Robots in the new year 💖💖
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penofdamocles · 8 months
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It's Tuesday, shine on and be somebody, here's an update nobody asked for. I've actually been a bit too preoccupied to be on Tumblr, turns out not sitting alone doing nothing in various places for hours a day tends to lessen opportunity for and interest in constant internet activity, who woulda thunk. Not that I don't miss people here but it's been a nice change of pace. And I'm actually sleeping great! I ran out of sleep chocolates but I've actually managed to pass out a few times without since then. It's way easier in someone's arms. Lots of things are, ha. I've been pretty lucky recently.
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krisunofficial · 2 years
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have you ever thought that uhm. maybe uhm. if the soul could let you control your story and just be able to exist alongside you, it would do so? have you ever thought that the strings that hold you are just as much of a pain to them as it is to you?
here's some really painful strings for you, anon:
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kalicocal · 11 months
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currently watching the first episode of yuri!!! on ice and i already regret not watching it sooner
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pinkaddiofficial · 1 year
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gordon E-E does not feel so good, now would be a good time for a kiss on the lips!
No!!!
...Who the hell is Gordon?
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starzoomies · 1 year
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🐻‍❄️🤧
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mechahero · 2 years
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He is content and purring.
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