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moontearpensfic · 24 days
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Pledged Snippet
Snippet for Ch. 13 of Pledged! 😍
Drink me, and know what I know Eat me, and I will ease your burdens If my color pleases you, take me with you I will keep away what is drawn to the light Tom rereads the riddle several times, committing it to memory, and then sets the bit of parchment down between them. "I hate riddles," Harry confesses. Playfulness flits about in their magic as he adds, "Well. Most of them." Tom spares him a small smile. "I believe it is some sort of herb." "That was fast." Harry snatches the hint up and studies it. His eyes dart back and forth, reading still as he says, "Oh. I thought it might have been an insect or something, but—" "Would you drink an insect?" Tom interjects. "Maybe," Harry says flippantly. "I'll admit, the first line…"
"Yes," Tom agrees. "It is off-putting toward the rest of the riddle. However, I am still convinced it is an herb." "Magical in nature?" "Likely, but we shouldn't rule out non-magical," Tom murmurs. Harry is brimming with questions—his curiosity tickles at Tom, growing more abundant by the moment—and so Tom adds, "We should narrow it down to which herbs can be put in tea, which have a calming or sedative effect, which are colorful, and which keep away some sort of insect." "Like moths?" Harry asks. Tom nods. "Oh," Harry says. "Maybe it is non-magical. I think I know the answer, then." Tom lifts a brow. He is careful to balance his initial response of doubt with his own dose of curiosity that Harry has just given him. "Oh?" "Lavender," Harry says, with certainty.
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digitalcreationsllc · 9 months
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White House, federal cyber leaders pledge renewed support for open source security
Dive Brief: Top cybersecurity officials from the Biden administration pledged additional support to the open source software community and private sector security executives during the Secure Open Source Software Summit in Washington D.C. Tuesday. The Cybersecurity and Infrastructure Security Agency released a roadmap for open source software security, which is designed to establish the agency’s…
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shatouto · 7 months
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i've seen a poll about gale and anders but i feel like this one is a more difficult one to answer
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cak31ssuperi04 · 1 month
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"Basically what happens is, Grace and Max are right about to win. They're right about to do it. And then, there's a groaning. In the floorboards. Suddenly, the staircase gives out beneath Grace and Max, and they fall through the floors. They fall stories. Pieces of wood shove through their chests, and they both are killed."
"But keep this in mind, nothing truly dies in the Waylon house. Grace and Max become ghosts, and they're off doing whatever, but they're no longer involved in the tournament."
So.. that Pit Stop in Hatchetfield tag team deathmatch huh.
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duckprintspress · 4 months
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Urgent: Help Us Not Get Screwed
Anyone who follows us has seen us screaming from the hill-tops about our current crowdfunding campaign for Aether Beyond the Binary (17 aetherpunk stories! Outside the gender binary main characters!). We've only got 50 hours left...and we just got screwed.
Our Anthology Kickstarter is being scammed.
About two hours ago, with us still roughly $1,500 from our goal, we got a junk pledge for almost $2,000. This pushed us into being marked as "funded" but there is zero chance it's a real pledge, it's from a shell account marked as being in Turkey. This kind of money doesn't just fall like a miracle into the laps of small business like ours.
The timing on this attack is devastating. The final 48 hours of a campaign are absolutely critical, especially for one as close to meeting our goal as we are. We were very likely to hit our target, but doing so was going to require appeals to y'all that started with "hey, we're so close, please help spread the word." Further, the campaign has hundreds of followers who will get a notification at the 48 hour mark, and many who might have backed to help get us to the finish line will now think "oh, they're there, they don't need me," and not back. Meanwhile, one of two things will happen with the spam pledge: either it will get removed by Kickstarter, which could take hours or a day+, totally nuking us during this crucial window, or it won't get removed until the payment bounces post-campaign, at which point we won't actually have enough money to do fulfillment.
Either way, we are fucked.
Please, please don't let these dipshits ruin the love and passion that 30+ people have poured into this project for over a year.
Our campaign IS NOT FUNDED, and it won't be without help. I'm begging, help spread the word about how we're getting screwed, and help spread the word about Aether Beyond the Binary (visit the link for so much info!) so that we can get enough real pledges to fund this project we've poured our hearts and souls into.
SUPPORT THE QUEER ANTHOLOGY KICKSTARTER FOR AETHER BEYOND THE BINARY (with your pledges or with signal boosts!)
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americanmarketplace · 19 days
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Time for a reminder: We are a (CONSTITUTIONAL REPUBLIC) NOT A DEMOCRACY LET IT SINK IN !!!!!!
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continuousmeowing · 4 months
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(gritting my teeth) danger days……is a no skip album. (the american national anthem plays faintly in the background)
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mercoglianotrueblog · 2 years
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"Together for implementation"..climate, freedom?
#US & developed countries pledged to help the developing countries with $ billions on climate but haven't fulfilled it
#Musk restores #freedom of opinion in social #media, has different understanding from #leftist elites on #Russia, #Ukraine, #AsiaPacific
https://salvatoremercogliano.blogspot.com/2022/11/together-for-implementationclimate.html?spref=tw
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gloriousmonsters · 6 months
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love when you can ask the Narrator why the Princess is a Princess and he's like 'well i uhhhh YOU did that. maybe it's because uh... something something about her being above you... but still approachable... look i don't want to analyze or anthropomorphize your--' my guy. i am a primal being of Order and Eternity and Shaping. You're the one who convinced me I was some dude and were quite willing to take credit for shaping my view on the world through narration five seconds ago. Are you gonna look me in the eye and tell me the desire to interpret something worthy of adoration and more powerful than me as a dommy princess is written in the very nature of the universe or are you going to show me your browser history like a man
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moontearpensfic · 4 months
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Pledged
E | Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Voldemort
Tags: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Timeline Mashup, Possessive/Obsessive Behavior, Codependency, Manipulative Tom Riddle, Tom Riddle & Harry Potter Are Creeps Pass It On, Power Couple, Magic Bond, Ministry/Hogwarts Tournament
Previous Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6
When Tom tells Harry he wants to make a Horcrux, Harry begins to wonder about the impression he's given his best friend. He should walk away now—walk away and pretend it never happened. There's just a small problem with this plan: Harry performed a cooperative magic ritual with Tom to bind them together, forever. If he breaks it, he'll become a Squib.
Tom wants to enter the Tournament of the Pledged, win, and infiltrate the Ministry. One day, he'll become Minister for Magic. He would prefer to do it with Harry by his side. Harry, the only creature in the world who means anything to him. Harry, who won't "allow" him to become a murderer. Harry, sweet Harry…
[7: Omens]
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ladiesoftheusa · 5 months
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fluffyartbl0g · 1 year
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A man of many of the most INTENSE facial expressions,,,,
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Happy birthday Monkey D. Luffy!!!!
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perseruna · 14 days
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WELCOME HOME GERALT OF RIVIA
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time-woods · 6 months
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so about that whole wing situation
another one of prismos sidestorys/ oneshots
RE POST BECAUSE TUMBLR DECIDED IT WAS TIME FOR MY GRADIENT DEATH
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"Grandfather."
Ra's knew who the boy was the moment he'd snuck into the room. He'd allowed the child--more man than child now, but everyone was a child compared to him--moments to steel himself while Ra's refrained from acknowledging his presence. The boy's breath was barely audible but unsteady, and a drop of something fell to the floor.
His grandson was injured. "Danyal," he greeted and finally gazed upon him for the first time in seven years.
Danyal had grown into his father's height, yet stayed lean in regards to his musculature. His black hair had grown out of the League-regulation haircut, held back in a messy braid. He held himself as strong as he could, but kept an arm wrapped around his stomach. His shirt--standard American teenage garb, he dismissed--was spotted with blood and he could see bandages poking out from under the cloth.
With great care, Danyal knelt before the Demon Head and recited the Oath of Loyalty.
Ra's watched.
The boy's tongue, fat with English, spoke the League's variant of Arabic with the grace of a mace to the head, yet his words were clear. He took his time speaking the oath, carefully sounding out words, working hard to avoid mispronunciation. The Oath in question was the older version, from before Deathstroke's insurrection, but Danyal spoke it with a calm certainty that it would be accepted.
And without a doubt, it would be accepted.
Talia's eldest son had been born from her body instead of through science, a mistake that nearly cost her the child and damaged him upon birth. While the best doctors in the world saved his life, Danyal Al Ghul would always be weak in a fight, always prone to illness, always struggling to excel. When it became clear that the boy couldn't become the next Demon Head, Ra's sent Talia to create a replacement while arrangements were made for her first child to be taught business and science, for the betterment of the League. Danyal, very much his father's child, thrived in his intellectual pursuits while Damian grew and developed into a budding assassin.
But Danyal was more like his father than he'd ever knew. Ra's couldn't miss the signs of one of his family turning away from the League. Not the mission--Danyal had written several university level papers defending the environment by the time the boy was 10--but Ra's methods...
Ra's had a conundrum. Danyal was a dedicated conservationist; once the boy was an adult, Ra's was certain he'd take the world by storm and bring the League to new heights. But if he forced his methods onto Danyal, he could create an enemy of him, just as his father was.
Ra's gave Danyal an offer; Danyal would be allowed to leave the League and live a normal life if and only if he faked his own death in such a way that reinforced Damian's loyalty to the League of Assassins.
Danyal had been hesitant at first, but past his test with flying colors. Instigating one of the more unstable assassins into organizing a coup, cutting the insurgents off near immediately, but "dying" protecting both his younger brother and mother. It was a masterful performance. Even Talia hadn't known about the deceit.
And yet, here he was, on his knees, pledging loyalty. Danyal knew what that meant, knew what he was returning to, which morals he would be allowed to keep.
"And what do you bring with you, child of no one?" Why should the League accept the return of this child, who left once before?
Danyal met his eyes. "I bring with me, my team, who are loyal to me and me alone. I bring with me, research surrounding the Lazarus Pits, in origins and further uses for the waters." Ra's raised an eyebrow, and Danyal smirked. "I bring with me, my knowledge, nurtured within this very home and sharpened in the world outside. I bring with me, my weapons, built with my own hands. I bring with me... my body, finally healthy and whole." He brought his head down to the floor, trembling with pain. "I bring my whole self to the Demon's Head, for Him to accept or reject."
Ra's smiled. "By the shadows that guard our order and the blood that binds us, I accept this oath. From this day forward, you are an instrument of the League, a harbinger of justice, and a weapon in the hand of Ra's Al Ghul."
Danyal returned to his feet, swaying percariously. He needed immediate medical attention. Despite this, he continued, "Long live the League of Assassins. Long live Ra's Al Ghul."
And he collapsed onto the floor.
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pierppasolini · 8 months
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Pledge Night (1990) // dir. Paul Ziller
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