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hyacinthecanard · 8 months
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Lyanna survived and lived hidden with her son in Greywater Watch. But when news of her brother Eddard taken prisonner in Kingslanding came, the wolf-blood is too much and she joins Robb Stark's forces to try to free him.
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lucksea · 2 months
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havent decided how i want the introduction to go yet but i imagine it would roughly be one of these two
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Moon 23
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shubaka · 5 months
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Q: Talking about darkness, what makes you fascinated by darkness?
A: I wouldn't say I'm fascinated by darkness, but I feel that darkness pulls me in, draws me in. Since I was a kid, I've been into horror comics a lot. I remember the first comic series my mom bought for me was called School Ghost Stories. I don't know if it's still available. It had about 12-13 volumes, I can't remember. It was a collection of short horror stories, somewhat similar to Junji Ito's works. It was something that always left a strong impression on me every time I read it. After finishing it, I would look for more horror stories to read, a lot of different ones.
My mom liked them too; she would buy them, and some were really terrifying (laughs). About witches or named "Survival," or something like that. So, I started getting into reading horror comics. Every time I went for karaoke, every Sunday, I would buy several comics and read them at home. Four volumes every Sunday.
Eventually, it became like I was addicted to the vibe of darkness. This complexity and profoundness it's within us without me being aware of it. Then it comes out in my musical works and performances all the time, without being aware. I feel like it's just me. It's something I consume, and then it becomes a part of me. (x)
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jardinvrm · 7 months
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The "history is repeating itself" situation just got 10 times funnier to me since I found out about the hc Garmadon and Wu are twins.
look at the bright side!!! at least Lloyd isn't upset that misako and wu are together anymore...
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rose-tinted-vision · 4 months
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Tales from Tianji Manor
Relationship: implied Di Feisheng/Fang Duobing/Li Lianhua
prev/read it on ao3/next
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Magical healing flower aside, a few weeks into living in her Manor has Li Lianhua looking healthier, He Xiaohui thinks.
Of course, he was nowhere near being well enough to engage in a full-blown spar with Di Feisheng again, but he seemed mostly content to instruct Xiaobao from the sidelines as he sparred.
(Though He Xiaohui knows better than to expect full jianghu-blooded people to be satisfied with teaching from the sidelines for long. She knows from experience, and is bracing herself for the inevitable clash when the slow rehabilitation process gets too much for Li Lianhua.
Bracing herself for what, exactly, she is not sure, but she knows better than to ignore her gut instincts).
She does not want to presume that Li Lianhua would come to her for a talk, much less a talk about feelings- that was something best left to his zhijis to deal with, if they ever did- knowing Li Lianhua, Xiaobao would have to force the conversation out of him.
Instead she contents herself with distracting him, deciding to prod him for details of his moving house.
Surely they did not think that they could get away with parking something so ingenious right in her courtyard and expect her not to poke at it!
It was a simple yet interesting contraption, a stroke of brilliance to attach wheels to a building, and something that interested her very much. She had once made a moving chair, and then a carriage, but never had she thought of making a moving house.
The way Li Lianhua thought was interesting.
She invited him to her sitting room for afternoon tea, determined to dig into the man's brain and whatever ideas he had. With his innovative ideas and her resources, she could start a whole new business avenue, she was sure.
Li Lianhua seemed surprised by the invitation but took it in stride, arriving exactly at the appointed time and happily explained the process of building his Lotus Tower to her.
It had been a long process, he said, earning money to buy the tool to cut down his own wood, materials such as rope, and figuring out how best to put them all together- pieces of loose wood and rope to form four walls, a roof and a floor.
The Lotus Tower only really took form two years later, and that was only the bare bones of it all, before Li Lianhua started to furnish the interior, slowly but surely building his herb garden and working out how to fit a kitchen in it.
He Xiaohui had listened, oddly enraptured by the way Li Lianhua wove his story, barely noticing as the afternoon went by. It took A-Li coming to announce that it was dinner time for her to come back to her senses, slightly abashed that she had let Li Lianhua talk for the entire afternoon without rest.
The teapot sits between them, untouched.
“If you don't mind, I'll send some blueprints for you to look over and see which areas could be improved on?” He Xiaohui suggests as they make their way to the dining hall, “I know Xiaobao has been dying to get his hands on some of those, he could look over it with you.”
“If Master He wishes,” Li Lianhua nods, easily agreeing to her idea.
“Only if you really do not mind,” He Xiaohui slows her pace, forcing the other to slow down too, “I don't want you to agree just because I suggested it. If machinery and such are of no interest to you, you don't have to force yourself.”
“It's no trouble, really.” Li Lianhua replies with a polite smile, gesturing for her to enter the dining hall first.
He Xiaohui sighs in resignation, before offering a smile of her own in reply.
Personal connections take time, she reminds herself. Not everyone was as inclined to open up right from the start, and as much as she would like to speed up the process, she was a busy person too.
Really, it has nearly been a month since their arrival at her manor, and she could count on one hand the number of real conversations- barring dinner time- that she has had with Li Lianhua and Di Feisheng. Most of her time was consumed by sect affairs, and it was near impossible to get Li Lianhua alone without her Xiaobao soaking up all of his attention.
So He Xiaohui could hardly fault him for being so formal with her when there had hardly been any time for her to properly get to know him, apart from whatever tidbits of information Xiaobao has fed her.
(She had made her own observations, too, of course. Like how Li Lianhua would still flinch whenever a sword edge got too close to either of Xiaobao's vital points despite himself, how he has to squint sometimes while reading, and how the smell of peanuts made him cringe, though he would force himself to finish the dish).
“What were the two of you discussing?” She hears Xiaobao whisper to Li Lianhua, eyeing him curiously, “My mum didn't bully you, did she?”
He Xiaohui scoffs, “Xiaobao, talking about me behind my back again, are you?”
“No,” he denies, placing on an expression of faux-innocence, “I’m just curious about what could've taken the entire afternoon to discuss.”
She feels Di Feisheng’s eyes on her as well, pausing in his action of deboning the fish, cautious yet curious.
“Madam He was just asking about the construction of the Lotus Tower,” Li Lianhua interjects, “it was a pleasant discussion.”
“Right!” Xiaobao lights up, “so how did you construct a whole second level on such a small area without extra support from the exterior?”
He Xiaohui spots an amused smile playing at Di Feisheng's lips as he turns his focus back to deboning the fish, resigning himself to a dinner full of engineering jargon as Li Lianhua patiently answers all of Xiaobao’s rapid fire questions, rehashing the story of how the Lotus Tower came to be.
Slowly but surely, she promises herself. The first steps were to ensure that they felt safe and comfortable in her Manor. Safe enough to speak their own mind, voice out against any discomforts, eventually drop the formalities with her.
Everything else could come after.
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How many times can a man betray people before he has no one left to stab in the back?
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myymi · 1 year
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guess who's finally writing a full fic againnn 🤭✨
as a treat and thank you for helping me get back into the swing of things, here's a li'l snippet of it;
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“Hi, welcome in!” Brielle’s voice carried throughout the small building, “I’ll be with you in just a moment!”
“Take your time, Brie!” Maddie called out, picking up the laminated menu to look over it. Tails was sat on her hip, quietly looking around.
Brielle peeked out from one of the ice cream machines, smiling when she saw the pair, “Hey Maddie! I see you got your littlest.” She waved at Tails when he looked at her, laughing when he gave a shy wave back.
“Yep. We’re enjoying a little bonding time today.” Maddie said, trying to decide between strawberry and cookie dough.
“Let me finish up this rocky road then I’ll get started on his mint chocolate chip while you decide.” Brie sent the boy a wink when he lit up after realizing she remembered his order.
“Sounds good.” Maddie then turned to her son, holding the menu closer to him. “What do you think, Sunflower? Strawberry or cookie dough?”
“Uhm..” Tails pulled the menu a little closer so he could see the pictures better, “Knuckles said strawberry was really good, so maybe that?”
“Strawberry it is.” Maddie agreed with a nod, setting the menu down.
“Here you are, sugar. One mint chocolate chip in our biggest bowl with peppermint sprinkles and extra chocolate drizzle.” Brielle said as she stuck a spoon in the bowl, carefully handing it over to the little fox.
“Thank you Mrs. Caddel!” Tails smiled at her, taking a bite of his ice cream.
“It’s my pleasure, big guy.” She winked at him and typed a few things onto her tablet, “and did I hear strawberry for mom? Always something different with you.”
“I like the excitement.” Maddie shrugged.
“I understand that,” Brielle grabbed another bowl and a sharpie, “any daring toppings today?”
“Hmm,” Maddie glanced over the menu, “how about whipped cream and caramel drizzle.”
“Alrighty!” Brie quickly wrote down the order and set the sharpie back in its spot. “Y’all go sit, I’ll get Stan to bring it over.” She tapped a few more things into her tablet before walking to the back to make the ice cream.
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lmaowhosemaddie · 1 year
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Okay but Sister Imperator giggling at Copia making fun of Nihil was so cute.
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lumen-tellus · 4 months
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every webtoon chapter we get closer to That moment in the paradise arc makes me both nervous and excited bc on one hand, we finally get canon in color visual version of what happens (ALSO COLORIZED DKOS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
but on the other hand. it's. (hand gestures) yknow.
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ancientstone · 1 year
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Au where Five finds Grace in the apocalypse and partially fixes her
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noblehcart · 9 months
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@fasciinating (spock & amanda)
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"there is one advantage that i have over your father now as ambassador. one that i'll only admit to you." because whom else could she trust so explicitly with this knowledge . which was why eyes shimmered with mirth and a smile followed. "i can lie. which works well in my favor for a few reasons beyond the notion of the lie."
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mosquito-cove · 1 year
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using magic's serious business, kid
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pineappleciders · 1 year
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going out for breakfast with the folks
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katyspersonal · 2 years
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I saw someone else shipping this (though I don't think they were a couple anymore in their stuff) but what's your take on Eileen & Henryk?
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I believe that you are referring to Rhett, the guy that had Eileen and Henryk raise Viola together + interact romatically/sexually + THIS being Eileen's reveal to being a lesbian, and honestly I love that interpretation a lot xD
But yeah, I do think that the two have an interesting potential overall! In my interpretation, Hunters of Hunters are direct hostile counterparts of the League by the Oath Runes logic, just as Beasts vs Kin and Executioners vs Vilebloods are hostile counterparts! And I think this added the dark, grim sadism to Eileen finding out that both Gascoigne and Henryk (especially Henryk!!) started to fall apart. Nevermind her laugher sounding more detached (if not sadistic?) in original script...
(You need to listen to the 1:21 - 1:46 in this ( x ))
I just think they have a fantastic fri-enemies potential! Because... angst. Angstiness. Just like 99.99% things in the Bloodborne, whatever good moments they coulda have had are in the past and now the only option left is to KILL KILL KILL, but I think they have a good backstory potential. But unironically, I love the idea that they worked out so bad with each other that it solidified their impressions that Eileen was a lesbian and that Henryk was a gay (or rather a bicurious but mostly homosexual leaning!) yet they needed to work out their complex feelings towards each other. I have slight doubts because Eileen x Valtr work as an interesting dynamics too, but maybe I should just keep it at motherly-figure stuff strictly? xD
But yeah I think they care for each other but this awful hunters' fate can twist any sort of interaction altogether, so they are moreso like mortal enemies that woulda still cared for each other... if it was not for Henryk's unrecoverable heartbreak </3 I just think Eileen is old and psychologically experienced enough to just KNOW whether a person can be saved anymore... or never again. And she grew used to 'enjoy' her mission to 'spare' a hunter before they become a beast </3
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shutterbulky · 3 months
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A 15-Year-Old's First Salary Gift to Mom Rediscovered After 62 Years
Reflecting on the poignant milestone of earning one’s first wage, we all share a unique connection to the sense of self-worth and independence it brings. For 15-year-old Michael Dwerty, this rite of passage held even greater significance. Growing up without a father, Michael harbored a deep desire to support his mother, the sole provider for their family. From an early age, Michael dreamt of…
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