it's 1:30 am and i am trying to install optifine so my laptop doesn't fucking die each time i play bloc game, but it's not working. i installed java and downloaded the optifine file but i can't fucking open it. I'm getting this error message that something is wrong with the Optifine file but idk how to fix it
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Thinking about Jesper and Nina as the last of the Crows. Thinking about Wylan, when he dies, and Inej and Kaz have gone already, and Jesper can't contain his grief. He throws himself at Nina, because she has power over the dead, doesn't she? That isn't how it works. But he isn't listening. He begs and pleads for her to bring Wylan back, to try at least—but she won't. She won't, no matter if he hates her for it, because all she can think of is the sight of Matthias and how wrong it was. How wrong to have tried to hold him back, to hold him to her.
She holds Jesper through the night as he sobs into her shoulder. She holds him tight even as he curses her. The both of them know he doesn't really mean it. They only have each other now...
But it isn't only them there.
Someone else is in the room, unseen, and he whispers into Nina's ear. Not her ear, exactly. More so her mind, but he sounds so present if she just closes her eyes. She wishes she could share this through more than translation, so Jesper would be sure... he's okay, he's okay.
He's somewhere else, but he's okay. And he loves you so much, Jes.
Her eyes are full of tears. She keeps them closed as not to let them fall. She whispers Wylan's words to Jesper. She feels him stilling in her arms and keeps on whispering until the words stop and she can't sense him anymore. He had to go, but he'll be waiting. He had to go, but you have time left. Don't rush to him. You'll have forever. It's just for now, so just be patient... you'll have forever. He'll be there waiting.
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not you just casually dropping the most heartwarming and soft ramattra drabble known to a humanity🥺 THE ‘BELOVED’ KILLED ME AHHHH i feel like he would give in eventually and slip in the bed with you, holding you close and comfort you (he thinks you will get better soon this way). so I did a little sketch for you :3 also messy hair ramattra please consider!! anyways, get well soon Kat <3333 I hope you feel better already!!!
i… 🥺 this is so sweet, oh my god.
He absolutely would give in and come cuddle, but oh, his messy hair 🥹 I love this so much…
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POV you are a fly on the wall while my besti and I discuss serious topics at the kafić… i was talking to my (serial monogamous) friend and we were talking abt online dating and how it’s such a bizarre concept to me. Like if i don’t see you irl - in my head ur in my phone yes i care about you but there is only so much a facetime can do. being friends is different i must say that obviously it is … don’t piss me off. anyway to me it’s way too convenient and low maintenance and just doesn’t feel like a real relationship… we have an argument and u put phone on DND and now the argument is over until further notice. I don’t know i am old school and traditional (won’t talk astro but saturn in 1h) but you couldn’t give me enough money to make any online dating profile really i would rather skin myself alive i am not cut for todays dating lifestyle i need to meet someone traditional normal way and talk to them eye to eye … maybe i am just under the impression bc i finished normal people yesterday (i get the paul mescal hype… he was actually the reason this discussion started) Anyway good seventeen comeback day are we excited i know i am…. 😁😁😁
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Darling (Unto Death) • [AO3]
A/N: Mind the CW, because this one is born of me thinking a lot about Jesper becoming a powerful Grisha, enough so to join the pantheon of Saints, but of course, outliving Wylan, and just how he would deal with that as an immortal being. There is so much hope and determination and promise woven into this, but it is still and all a story exploring death and the afterlife, so keep that in mind.
Prompt: I asked @waterloou to hit me with some Hozier lyrics and they promptly wrecked me with "Francesca" and "In a Week." :')
CW: Themes of death, loss, and grief (with a hopeful spin), plus some religious trauma showing through the cracks
At the end of the world, alone, Jesper knows it was worth it.
He knows, as well, it is an end as much as a beginning, and this deep ache, this apocalypse, this absence of Wylan will not be forever.
No, Jesper cannot die. He has figured that out now. Grisha do not die, or rather, they do not have to. Those who lean into their power, who drink deeply of the well of it—they wake to find one day that first crack of light above them, and they realize, in time, they were born each one like butterflies inside of a cocoon.
This mortal shell, this brittle body is only that.
His spirit is more.
Wylan’s death makes him break free entirely, makes him spread his wings so fast, they tear. He has to sit with this a hundred years at least—repair the damage, repair his heart. It is a hundred years past the end of it all, but he must believe—there is everything ahead of him.
Ahead of them.
Because he’s alone, but just for now.
It’s the end of the world, the beginning of something—
Might just be a universe. He thinks he can make one. He thinks that, for Wylan, he could be as a god—better, though, than those who’ve ruled them. He knows now that gods are real, but Saints are names.
He’ll take these horrors and re-shape them.
Make a world, call Wylan to it—
Make a safe place for his spirit, and for both of them to—live? No, life is limited. He knows that now. But he knows, too: he could be limitless. He will be. He can exist as long he chooses—
He can exist—and more than that—
He knows that Wylan… Wylan still does. Not alive, but he exists.
Whatever “Saint” now holds his spirit, they will find they cannot keep it. No, Jesper gave his heart to Wylan, as Wylan’s own heart beats in him. That is the rhythm he creates to and the rhythm his steps match. Whatever Saint holds Wylan’s spirit now—
They won’t know Jesper by his footsteps, descending down below.
The patient ghost of Wylan, though, will know he’s come, at last.
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