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mackthecamera · 2 years
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moon behind the clouds
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For: Open | Can be specified if asked Muse: Halrë Vatari
Halrë was almost two weeks late.
he was NEVER this late, not without sending a note with the reason why. it was the one order given by his King that had been non-negotiable and until now, had never been ignored. with the winter storms fast approaching, not many elves had the ability to traverse the Echoriad Range in that weather.
even though many of the Gondolindrim didn't like the mute blacksmith, concern was growing as he was one of their main plant gatherers. and it was to gather much needed medical herbs before some of the higher valleys became impassable, which is why Halrë had gone. for he knew the paths better than most.
worried glances were passed among the gate guards when the Great Eagles carefully dropped two very familiar, bloodstained swords at their feet. blades that very few had either the height or strength needed to lift. to have them brought back without any sign of the elf they were usually attached to, wasn't a welcome sight.
it was also news that quickly spread throughout Gondolin, which the guards had tried to prevent. Halrë was missing.
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shihlun · 2 years
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Hong Sang-soo
- Lost in the Mountains 
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lostsoulsparadise · 2 months
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mizukkay · 1 year
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Cold night.
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aimeekb · 4 months
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Sunrise adventures in Yosemite
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desert-love · 1 month
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jonathantaylor · 2 years
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going back to this well, and it surprisingly still had some water to sprout. I will return to it in the future as well.
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copypastus · 4 months
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Nothing gave me more whiplash IN MY LIFE than going from acowar to acofas.
Remember when Feyre closed the chapter on her relationship with Tamlin and wished him well? Coz the Inner Circle sure keeps forgetting.
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texaschainsawmascara · 5 months
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Charlie Hunnam, Papillon
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mackthecamera · 2 years
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a warm moon
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turrondeluxe · 1 year
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Ronin Mikey and turtle babies AU!!!
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fanficmaniatic · 6 months
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HEAR ME OUT.
What if that was Geo? What if they used to be friends? And then Geo scaped the dungeons and Vania simply though he was imaginary, thus forgetting about him?
It would make sense that Geo would not spend a lot of time with other Munce since he was pretty much treated like an outcast, so imagine baby Geo finding and making friends with an even babier Vania. Also, both of them doing art together (Since Vania did the Ninja cardboard, so she prolly likes art).
Anyways, Geo spending time with baby Vania and thinking of her as a little sister. Done? Got it? Great. Now imagine Cole telling him about Vania and his heart breaking about being remembered only as an Imaginary friend. You are welcome.
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lostsoulsparadise · 2 months
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heelturndeux · 6 months
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THE MOUNTAIN GOATS - Jenny From Thebes vs All Hail West Texas (+ Night Light, Straight Six)
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puppetmaster13u · 2 months
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Prompt 232
Once more thinkin of These Series of AU/Prompts, where the Class pulls a Tiamat. Becomes Giant Hydra Dragon. But with some inspiration from @radiance1's Blob King AUs. Specifically also the dragon ones.
Now, the nine of them are admittedly far older than they once were. Far older than most of the people outside the cage they were tricked into all those years before, exhaustion seeping into their bones as their ectoplasm was siphoned away.
Yet no matter how much the GIW drains away- if they're even called as such anymore- they never run out. If anything, at least from what they've noticed, unable to do much of anything else in this pit, this tank of green and red, they seem to be making more.
Their recollection of being separate, of having separate bodies have long since slipped away in exchange for keeping memories of their families and friends long gone now. Perhaps they're in the zone, as ghosts, but perhaps not.
Days feel like both seconds and years, words falling away as their Core hums as one. Sometimes a Blob ghost manages to find its way inside- the trap designed not to stop things from getting in, but to prevent them from leaving.
They always disappear whenever the ecto is taken away, not having enough to continue holding on to a physical form. But... the blobs don't stay gone. Their own ecto brings them back, tiny forms almost mimicking their own.
It's something to distract them, something to actually do besides growl at the figures beyond the barriers around them. The blobs don't speak, don't make more than squeaks, but it's something. Almost like dozens of toddlers floating around, becoming more and more draconic in shape with every siphon.
Do their captors realize, they wonder, how they've made them all stronger than they were even before? Do they realize what they've done, creating this loop of ever-growing power?
No, Star giggled, pink and gold scales shimmering as she bobbed her head in amusement, Paulina's darker purples following.
They don't know, Wes agreed, dark amusement echoed by both Sam and Dash, fangs flashing amidst the liquid. The trap would not be able to contain them for much longer, they all knew. They could feel it, how the siphon stuttered with every run.
It wouldn't be long now. They had waited three hundred years for the chance to escape- they could wait for a few days more.
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Though they won't complain about an early prison break if those alarms are anything to go by.
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