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morgancrystal · 5 months
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"she alone stands between you and your doom"
finduilas 11x14 Stonehenge graphite and charcoal
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bluerosefox · 6 months
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Over Tea
A sudden chill sweeps through Gotham, almost like Mr. Freeze had just attacked only thing was the man was currently locked away in Arkham, and was felt by all. And talked by all via word of mouth and on social media as well.
The clouds and smog that covered their dark city shifted and swirled, a rumble beginning deep inside them as the weather turned from smoggy to rain and thunder with no real warning. The strangest thing was the green glow that could be seen when thunder rumbled inside the gray clouds.
Then like a candle being blown out, the rumbling stopped, the rain ended, and the clouds parted all over Gotham.
For the first time in a while Gotham had a clear sky and it felt... it felt like something heavy had been lifted off the city.
It was this sudden shift and the all felt chill that had set off alerts for Batman and his family. Since early morning since the first change and shift happened he was in front of the Batcomputer trying to narrow down where it started.
After hours of searching with the help of Red Robin, Oracle and strangely enough Red Hood, they managed to narrow down where the odd power had been coming from.
Was still coming from, only very low.
The old and abandoned observatory tower.
-x-x-
"More ecto-tea Lady Gotham?" Danny asked, his hand waving towards the steaming pot nearby.
The woman smiled lightly, her dark painted lips curling up to show her sharp fangs for a moment before saying "No but thank you Young Kingling though I would like more cookies if you don't mind. Now where were we?"
Danny nodded towards her and signaled towards a maid skeleton ghost who walked forward with a tray of cookies. The maid swiftly placed a few more cookies on the spirit embodiment of Gotham plate before bowing and stepping away.
"We were just about to discuss the sentience of the Court of Owls." Danny said as he lightly tapped the large almost mountain of paperwork on the table they were sitting at, floating high above the floor as shooting stars and planets drifted around them. Many ghosts floated around as well, servants that had sworn their loyalty to the Young King, and were preparing things like snacks and drinks for two powerful beings in the room as they discussed business. Nearby doors and windows though were ghostly knights that stood tall and alert, making sure no interlopers interrupted the meeting taking place and ready to defend not only Lady Gotham but their King.
"Ah yes them." Lady Gotham grimaced as she took a drink of her ecto-tea. "That will take some time for us to discuss, they've been running around unchecked for to long and even with my limited abilities to hinder them has been less than ideal."
"You, Lady G, were deeply cursed for many, many years and I just broke most of it." Danny cut in quickly, he was not about to let this wonderful and powerful city spirit blame herself for something out of her hands "Due to said curse you couldn't do much so please don't go blaming yourself. Its mostly broken now, so you can freely start healing yourself and your city self now that jerk demon that cursed you is in Walker's prison for his crimes."
Lady Gotham grew silent for a moment, her dark eyes staring deeply at the young King but then warmly smiled, well as warm as she could seeing how she was Gotham itself. "You reminded me of my Knight, Young King, treating me like this. Not afraid to point out the truth and facts."
Danny gave a light laugh as he took a hold of one of the cookies on his plate and gave a bite "I'll take that as a compliment Lady Gotham. Now about those Court of Owls...."
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opens-up-4-nobody · 1 year
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:-P
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nimthirielrinon · 7 months
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So I was in Cadash Thaig doing Shale’s companion quest and this happened.
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corpseroadking · 8 months
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kinda crazy that the members of gangsey all thought they were going to be the one to kill gansey
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dayurno · 8 months
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look at me. kandrews thing is that no matter how much trust kevin could manage to have in him andrew wanted more. he wanted kevin to trust him enough to keep no secrets. he wanted kevin to trust him enough to not worry about the looming threat of riko. he wanted kevin to trust him enough that if he said things would be alright then they would because he promised didnt he? doesnt kevin believe him? and god how he wants kevin to believe him
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daredevil-vagabond · 1 year
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No mask? NO MASK!
The shadows lengthen in Carcosa.
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sadiecoocoo · 3 months
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The biggest mystery in RnM isn’t why the cat could talk, it’s why Beth and Jerry decided on naming their son Mortimer Chauncey Smith.
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howaboutswords · 9 months
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Such sorrow our splendid sovereign never knew,
Nor was his spirit ever sunk as by that single sight.
The good King gazed, gripped with horror,
Groaned gruesomely, wept gouts of tears,
Bent kneeling to the body, embraced it,
Cast up his visor, quickly kissed Gawain,
Looked at his eyelids, now locked fast shut,
His lips like lead and his complexion pallid,
And then, crowned king, cried aloud:
'Dear cousin and kinsman, in care I am left,
For now my glory is gone, and my great wars finished.
I hold here my hope of joy and armed success;
Wholly on him depended my heart and strength!
O my counsellor, my comfort, keeper of my heart,
Renowned king of all knights ever known under Christ!
Worthy to be king, though I wore the crown!
Throughout the wide world my wealth and my glory
Were won by Gawain, through his wisdom alone.
Alas!' cried the King, 'my grief grows now;
I am utterly undone in my own country.
Ah, dire and dreadful death, you delay too long!
Why spin out so slowly? You smother my heart!'
- Arthur mourns on finding Gawain and his troops dead in the alliterative Morte Arthure, lines 3947-3968, translated by Brian Stone.
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wordsinhaled · 1 year
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tell us how you really feel, morpheus
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theminecraftbee · 2 years
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sorry i know i’m normally relatively level-headed on this blog, and that’s like, an intentional thing i do because i generally feel best when i force myself to breathe and be level-headed in public settings. but this just makes me so mad. so many hermitcraft fans are the worst, most entitled people about what they personally think the ccs should be doing and every time it happens it pisses me off so much. it’s not even just “if a hermit dares to post a video that isn’t hermitcraft they get harassed”, its “if the hermits do anything that’s percieved as ‘different’ they’re harassed”, its “if the hermits don’t focus on the specific part of their content certain people like they’re harassed”, its “if a hermit has a personality that’s slightly different from their video persona they’re harassed”, its “if a hermit appears in another hermit’s video and their audience doesn’t like their vibes they’re harassed”, it’s... it’s this awful entitlement and every time it happens it makes me want to kill. none of this is “forced positivity” or “constructive criticism” or whatever you all are just convinced that the hermits are your personal content machines and i’m sick of it. augh.
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luyo-mi · 3 months
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*twst 2nd anniversary is coming on the 20th*
S C R E A M S !!!!!
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S C R E A M S !!!!!
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TWST *IS* TRYING TO KILL US LULU!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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WHATTTTT
YOU MEAN WE CAN GET PAST LEONA CARDSSS THIS ISNT FAIRR????
IDK WHATS HAPPENING ANYMOREEE, THIS IS MY FIRST ANNIVERSARY HERE
I just checked the page and omgg what even is this Anniversary Magical Key thing, do i gotta pay for it 😭😭😭🫠 BC IM BROKEE
Im literally trying to read everything omg this is super confusing lmao
So we gotta pull to get Anniversary tokens and then we use them to get the SSR keys is what im reading
omg I dont think i can make it to Leonas kingly garb anymore🫠
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salemoleander · 2 years
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This excellent scene from @theminecraftbee about Scar being increasingly bloodthirsty got me thinking, "If Scar is red, then Grian is green- does that mean he *can't* kill?"
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"Resist resisting," Grian mumbles, huddled into a corner of the N.A.R. rock. Feathers on his left wing twitch and puff up, and he shakes them out irritably. His wings could have a mind of their own, and they never seemed to enjoy lies-
The thought stops. Truncates.
There's something cold inside him. His chest is filled with sludge. Maybe cornstarch and water, because the only thing it seems to slow to a stop is decisive action. Decisive thought.
Grian thinks in slow and indirect ways about how to thaw himself out. He already tried to screw up flying, screw up falling, dashed himself to death at the last second in the hopes that an unexpected respawn might dislodge the ooze.
It didn't work. Nothing happened.
So instead he goes to check his profits, and discovers dozens of nonsense emeralds paying for hard-earned concrete powder. He wants to kill-
No. He doesn't. That thought process is dissolved as soon as it forms.
Grian grits his teeth and stares at the emeralds and directs his thoughts to wanting to calm down. Wanting inaction, maybe Scar killing him will help him do nothing. The coldness in his chest lets the thought remain. He takes off for Scar's base.
As soon as he lands and gets a full look at Scar, Grian can tell something is wrong. He's flushed, despite the balmy weather in Scarland, and his fingers twitch, and he never stops holding his bow. Grian very carefully does not consider what could be wrong, or why that might be.
Or maybe he does, and there's not even enough left of those thoughts to notice their absence. The edges of his thoughts feel raw, worn down. He shivers.
Grian says, "I need you to stop me starting a resistance, " and Scar moves.
He doesn't just shoot, which is a surprise given Grian's all but given him an invitation, but he can't seem to stop moving, putting down chairs and tapping his foot and rambling psychobabble. There's something miserable in Scar's feverish gaze, something hot and angry and hungry.
Grian realizes they're both trapped.
He nearly throws up when the cold allows that thought to remain.
Beads of sweat are welling up on Scar's forehead, and Grian figures that they might as well hurry up with the inevitable.
"Scar, please. If you don't kill me right now I'm going to start a resistance-"
The words taste like chalk in his mouth, but they have the desired effect: tension evaporates from Scar instantly, and he grins sharply and readies his bow.
Grian chants "Do it."
Scar doesn't shoot. He's trembling with an arrow nocked and aimed. Still trying to resist whatever is haunting them, and Grian feels a burst of pride that Scar is able to overcome the pressure in his head at all.
Grian says, "I want you to do it," trying to imbue it with gratitude, with forgiveness.
"Of course," Scar says, sounding like relief and affection and grief and certainty.
The arrows punch through his chest in rapid succession, and for a moment Grian feels warm.
And then he is back in bed, cold and staring at the ceiling.
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mildmanneredking · 6 months
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Lovesick Franky is my favorite I think
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skitskatdacat63 · 2 months
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I'll probably draw an actual thing of this at some point, but here is a musing on Prince/Duke Fernando 🤭
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anghraine · 10 months
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I'm still boggling at a defense of film Denethor I saw the other day.
I have some disagreements with takes on film Boromir, and disagree strongly with defenses of film Faramir, but at least I get where they're coming from. Film Denethor is the worst.
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