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Autumn Thunderstorm | Series Masterlist
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series synopsis: Thranduil thought the recent attack of spiders on a periphery village was the only thing deserving of his attention. If he could've imagined what he would found there, who he would found there, the Elvenking would wait a millenia in front of that river so he could see her sooner. Or: how Gandalf managed to keep a secret for 14 months.
warnings: female!reader. lotr kinda of violence. pre-Smaug. first meetings. age gap. pining. falling in love. love letters. true love. memory alteration. ice powers. elemental magics. trauma. attempt murder. blood and violence. swordfighting. near death experience. wargs. spiders. gandalf likes to keep secrests. saruman is a asshole. awesome galadriel.
first chapter: Thranduil traveled to a village that reported spider attacks with his army to protect those who need it, and accepted when a respected family offered their inn so his army could rest. He didn't expect to find a mage there. Or for the dam to break. [3K]
second chapter: Curious about last night's events, Thranduil dedicates his dawn to understanding who exactly you are. Accumulating questions and very few answers, you allow yourself to remember the past. Aerin, uncertain of your future, tries to make sure that you won’t be around to attract more attention to yourself. She should’ve known better than that. [4K]
third chapter: After being bitten by a warg, after almost dying, something changed. Something evolved. Things can't stay the same forever. You just didn't imagine they would change so fast. Or that Thranduil was as bad with goodbyes as you. [3K]
forth chapter: Letters are vessels capable of conveying so much. From the concern with survival, to the regret of having left. Letters speak of the most varied emotions, contain the most intrinsic truths, and are always written with someone in mind. It's a problem when that letter is read by the wrong person. But what can happens when it's read by right one? [3K]
fifth chapter: As the Enemy's actions became more and more clear, Thranduil discovers that there is a traitor among the free people. After an unexpected problem, you have to made a decision. [4K]
sixth chapter: It was a difficult choice, but Aerin made it for you. Now with nothing holding you back, you already had the answer Thranduil longed for: yes. Now your only concern is the anxiety about the reunion. [7K]
seventh chapter: Tomorrow came and became yesterday. In Woodland, you found more than just a roof over your head: you discovered a different way of living. And Thranduil also discovered something, a secret hidden by his own heart. [4K]
eigth chapter synopsis: A surprising invitation made you discover a different, incredible place hidden in Greenwood. You were glad that Thranduil showed you such a special place. But probably you were even more glad that he was there with you. [3K]
nineth chapter synopsis: Gandalf had his first good morning in ages. It ended as quickly as it started. [1K]
soon!
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accidentally in love
— i don’t know nothing ‘bout love!
PAIRING. jeno x fem!oc
CATEGORY. filo social media au, fluff, crack, light (siguro) angst, fake dating, one sided enemies to lovers-ish, actor!jeno, actress!oc
WARNINGS. language, baka puro kagaguhan, jeno and oc being a menace to e/o, specific warnings in each part!
SUMMARY. after a photo of him and his co-star makes the headlines, jeno finds himself in a complicated situation with percy kim, his castmate who seems to have some resentment towards him.
[ or alternatively: maybe percy needs to stop holding grudges against her co-star, and maybe jeno needs to study his lines instead of his fake girlfriend. ]
NOTE. purely self-indulgent, gusto ko lang uli gumawa ng celebrity au HAHAHAHAHA baka maging mabagal uli updates 😵💫😵💫 ignore timestamps unless stated otherwise! send me an ask/dm kung gusto nyo ma-add sa taglist<3 (or if nasa permanent taglist kayo and ayaw nyo patag dito HAHAHAHAHA)
STATUS. on going! (slow updates)
PLAYLIST. i. accidentally in love - counting crows, ii. let’s fall in love for the night - finneas, iii. do you want me (dead?) - all time low, iv. laro - autotelic, v. overdrive - conan gray, vi. i think he knows - taylor swift, vii. love team - itchyworms, viii. hawak bitaw - laluna, ix. delicate - taylor swift, x. boyfriend - coin.
— extended playlist!
PARTS!
percy kim & the olympians | love ko ‘to 🫶
part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5 part 6
part 7 part 8.1 part 8.2 part 9 part 10 part 11.1
part 11.2 part 12 part 13 part 14 part 15 part 16
part 17 part 18 part 19 part 20 part 21 part 22
part 23 part 24 part 25 part 26 part 27 part 28
part 28 part 29 part 30 part 31 part 32 part 33
additional + background info!
the name of their show is ‘affluenza’. it’s a slasher/drama/mystery/thriller. think gossip girl meets scream mtv series and pll: the perfectionists!
jeno started acting in minor roles when he was 9. his breakout role was playing the son of the seasoned actor, arthur kim, in the movie “written in the stars” when he was 12
percy grew up exposed to show business kasi marami syang kamag-anak sa industriya (the most prominent ones being her parents — her mother is a singer and actress while her dad is the famous actor-turned-director, arthur kim), pero she didn’t start acting until she was 13, after getting casted in the series “something great” kung saan niya nakilala si haechan
jeno and percy are known for being box office royalties. madalang gumawa ng series projects si jeno and is mostly known as a movie actor, while percy does both
percy and haechan are not a loveteam, pero dahil tatlong beses na sila nagkaproject together (two movies, one teleserye) maraming nagshiship sa kanila
most of them are artists under the same company (sm ent din pangalan kasi i’m unoriginal and could not be bothered to think of a new name 💀)
pinsan ni jeno si wonwoo at half-brother ni haechan si mingyu… this is kinda irrelevant info gusto ko lang ilagay HAHAHAHAHA
jeno has an older sister named arden while percy is an only child
light mode = percy’s pov, dark mode = jeno’s pov!
TAGLIST. open.
#lee jeno x reader#hiraya-m#jeno filo smau#jeno smau#jeno imagines#jeno scenarios#jeno fluff#jeno angst#jeno crack#jeno x oc#lee jeno#nct#nct dream#nct x reader#nct filo#nct filo smau#nct smau#social media au#smau: ail#Spotify
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tumblr user tangerisms i would LOVE to see your other nhl playlists please share with the class im begging
oh i have SO many thank you for asking
(i made the panthers and wild top 100 ones rn, ill add the matching rosters at the end. also expect repeat songs bc its based on the top songs i had last year)
the other two ive had for a little while now are both pens based but i should really get onto making more
and ofc, silly little sergei fedorov
(i also have playlists on my profile with silly nhl photos on them)
florida panthers
5 - aaron ekblad - something in the orange - zach bryan
7 - dmitry kulikov - not allowed - tv girl
9 - sam bennett - roslyn - bon iver
12 - jonah gadjovich - work song - hozier
13 - sam reinhart - skinny love - bon iver
15 - anton lundell - howl - florence and the machine
16 - aleksander barkov - like real people do - hozier
17 - evan rodrigues - exeunt - the oh hellos
18 - steven lorentz - everywhere, everything - noah kahan
19 - matthew tkachuk - lake missoula - richy mitch and the coal miners
21 - nick cousins - francis forver - mitski
23 - carter verhaeghe - sanctuary - joji
24 - justin sourdif - the moon will sing - the crane wives
27 - eetu luostarinen - sage - richy mitch and the coal miners
28 - josh mahura - tongues and teeth - the crane wives
41 - anthony stolarz - alkaline - sleep token
42 - gutav forsling - homesick - noah kahan
62 - brandon montour - willow tree march - the paper kites
67 - will lockwood - in the woods somewhere - hozier
72 - sergei bobrovsky - demons - joji
77 - niko mikkola - pumpkin man - mage tears
82 - kevin stenlund - it will come back - hozier
91 - oliver ekman-larsson - through me (the flood) - hozier
94 - ryan lomberg - the calling - the amazing devil
wild
4 - jon merril - eat your young - hozier
5 - jacob middleton - something in the orange - zach bryan
6 - dakota mermis - stick season - noah kahan
7 - brock faber - not allowed - tv girl
10 - vinni lettieri - northern attitude - noah kahan
12 - matthew boldy - work song - hozier
14 - joel eriksson ek - all my love - noah kahan
17 - marcus foligno - exeunt - the oh hellos
20 - patrick maroon - wasteland, baby! - hozier
21 - brandon duhaime - francis forever - mitski
23 - marco rossi - sanctuary - joji
24 - zach bogosian - the moon will sing - the crane wives
25 - jonas brodin - i was all over her - salvia palth
26 - connor dewar - dial drunk - noah kahan
29 - marc andre fleury - sunlight - hozier
32 - filip gustavsson - never love an anchor - the crane wives
33 - alex goligoski - alien blues - vundabar
36 - mats zuccarello - in a week - hozier
38 - ryan hartman - orange juice - noah kahan
46 - jared spurgeon - chokehold - sleep token
49 - daemon hunt - the moon doesnt mind - lord huron
89 - freddy gaudreau - a burning hill - mitski
90 - marcus johansson - little lion man - mumford and sons
97 - kirill kaprizov - memento mori - crywank
#i love when people are just as insane about music as i am#i also have a silly pinboards on pinterest for ideas ive had surrounding players / teams if anyone wants those too :3#florida panthers#minnesota wild#pittsburgh penguins#sergei fedorov#panthers#wild#pens#i aint taggin all those people#playlist
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I cannot thank @bunnwich enough for drawing Cynthia! She is STUNNING and I love the little details! Please support bunnwich and their amazing artwork!!
Now without further ado: Cynthia Widow
Background: Cyn does not talk much about life pre-mirror. She mentions her Grandfather but that is all. Whenever anyone asks she stays vague and switches topics. The only one who knows anything about her past is Lilia and that is That.
Time at Night Raven: She loves being at NRC. Between the great friends, the magic education, and the interesting events that keep happening, she has no desire to find a way to her ‘home’. She has already made a new family with Grim, Grace, the guys at NRC, and the incoming girls now that Crowley has declared the school to be Co-Ed. The constant Overblots are kind of a bother, but they also allow her to get to understand the dark side of the school's most powerful. Things get even more interesting when the “Thatch School for Troubled Mages” join NRC as the new members of Ramshackle. Now with a dorm of 8 troublemakers, she is learning what it takes to be a leader and starts to discover another side of herself, a darker side that fits in with her dormmates and her school.
Personality: At first glance, Cyn looks like the stereotypical Good Girl: patient, kind, considerate, and funny, but that was a pure mask. The longer she stays at NRC, the more her true colors start to reveal themselves. She is cunning, sly, intelligent, mischievous, and curious. She becomes more herself. Outspoken, stating her opinions, ideas, beliefs, and her new seen darkness matched her peers and scares most. She likes to solve puzzles whether it is people problems or board games. She is determined, headstrong, and organized which makes her a great dorm leader. She is able to deduce the risk of situations and likes to take chances with her dice. There are times she is too scary, mischievous, or cold due to "unfavorables" and that is when she becomes, as Floyd calls it “The Barracuda”. But she is generally a good person, but when someone pushes her too far, she can get… scary… Boogie Man Scary.
Trivia:
She has a weird fondness for spiders. Whenever she sees one, she watches it for a while and only moves it if absolutely necessary (i.e. someone will kill it and she isn’t there to stop them)
Lilia calls her Lady Luck since things always seem to work out in her favor, in luck games at least (This started when she won three games of Yahtzee in a row).
Idia thought she was actually the boogie madam from his nightmares since the first time they met it was dark and in one of her "moods".
She loves to analyze movies and books. She has notebooks full of notes, connections, and theories from all different kinds of media. She loves Claymation and animation in particular as she appreciates the artwork that goes into creating feature-length films.
Her study playlist is full of movie soundtracks and, if asked, she can tell you exactly what’s going on in the movie at any point in any song. (Carter likes to quiz her, and the only time she lost was on a movie she had yet to see)
Her Mom glare and scheming smile are her scariest faces according to the majority of the school, she is second only to the Leech Twins.
Her prized position is a necklace with a spider pendant made from amethyst and silver. It is the only thing she has from her world and she refuses to take it off.
Floyd called her Shrimpy when they first met, but after he saw her ‘other side’ when they scammed her friends, he quickly change her nickname to “Barracuda”
If you have any other questions about Cynthia, please don't hesitate to ask! Also, go support @bunnwich and their amazing artwork!
Also if you want to know more about Cynthia and Grace's story, be sure to check out my Fanfic: "Dark-Underland: A Different Twisted Tale."
Edits were made: 7/14/2023
#twst oc#disney twst#twst#twst fanfic#disney twisted wonderland#twst mc#twisted wonderland#CynWritesOcs
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ROUND 1 / SIDE A / POLL 14
B'rsh Bran (@boileddogchicken) v. Angel (@afflatusviscera)
B'rsh Bran:
q. What is your WoL name and pronouns?
a. B'rsh Bran (she/her)
q. What is your WoL's species?
a. Miqo'te
q. What is your WoL's class? Or classes?
a. Red Mage
q. What data centre/server are you on, if you want people to find you?
a. N/A
q. Tell us a bit about your WoL!
a. B'rsh is very easygoing and loves messing with her friends. She became a hero in order to honor her father who died fighting against Garlemald. She aims to be an inspiration to others who want to be heroes, but sometimes she goes a little overboard when fighting against those who seek to harm the people she cares about. She tries not to show it but she sometimes scares herself when she goes all out.
q. Why should YOU win? (Answer IC!)
a. hiiiiii!!! i, B'rsh Bran, should win because i am wonderful and everyone who ever meets me loves me :3 i am the best red mage ever and i bring a sort of "cool aunt vibe" to the party (pay no mind to the fact that i also bring an "i can't believe b'rsh needs to be raised AGAIN" vibe to the party) but yeah anyways if i win i might even share some of my favorite food, raisins! (this is a BIG deal, i loooove my raisins and almost never share them, but don't let that give you the idea that i'm selfish, i share plenty of other things!)
q. Anything else you wanna add?
a. B'rsh's character playlist includes such hits as Shuffle or Boogie (the triple triad song), Go Kitty Go, and Belgian techno anthem Pump Up The Jam
Angel:
q. What is your WoL name and pronouns?
a. Angel (he/him it/its)
q. What is your WoL's species?
a. Viera
q. What is your WoL's class? Or classes?
a. Paladin & Dark Knight
q. What data centre/server are you on, if you want people to find you?
a. Aether
q. Tell us a bit about your WoL!
a. Conscripted into Garlemald's imperial army at the young age, Angel's life is filled with turmoil. His echo awakening soon after his defection from the legion, he quickly finds himself wrapped up in the affairs of the Scions of the Seventh Dawn. Though Angel is hailed as Eorzea's champion and Hydaelyn's chosen warrior he slowly starts to loathe his role as a hero. He hates the hand he was dealt in life and wishes to be free of the burden. In spite of this, Angel's journey is that of finding joy and purpose in the face of his despair.
Angel enjoys friendly blood sports (PvP) and is an amateur culinarian, he also has a secret fondness for tea with milk and sugar. While he is incredibly troubled and addled with issues he tries to find happiness in the small things in life.
q. Why should YOU win? (Answer IC!)
a. (Angel shakes his head and looks away shyly, it is unclear if actually wants anyone to vote for him…)
q. Anything else you wanna add?
a. Please enjoy my awful sopping wet creature. Hydaelyn's most un-obliteratable twink. I hate (love) him.
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Still trying to register the fact that my birthday is in like 14 days...
Anyway, here's the link to my playlist for my Spidersona!
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“I LAUGHED AT THE WRONG TIME - SAT WITH THE WRONG GUY - SEARCHIN' "HOW TO START A CONVERSATION?" ON A WEBSITE”
Introducing...
Full Name: Roxana Mage Diaz
Professionally/Universally Known: Roxie
Gender & Preferred Pronouns: Cis Woman & She/Her
Age: 21
Birthdate: February 14, 2003
Zodiac: Aquarius ☉, Pisces ☽, Leo ↑
Sexuality: Bisexual
Faceclaim: Olivia Rodrigo
Occupation: Singer/Songwriter/Actress
Hometown: Philadelphia, PA.
Playlist: HERE.
Funfact(s): Can say the alphabet backwards. Can do a killer Blue's Clues impression.
UP NEXT: “BALLAD OF A HOMESCHOOLED GIRL” BY OLIVIA RODRIGO ROXIE DIAZ
Biography:
TW: dysfunctional family
Roxana was born and raised in a middle class home on the outskirts of Philadelphia. With a mother who worked as an online assistant and a father who was a marriage and family therapist, there was never a lack of attention for any of the Diaz kids.
If anything, their family dynamics were uberly healthy. So healthy, that it posed as an annoyance to Roxie who felt that dilemmas were pushed aside rather than addressed head-on and fixed. This feeling and viewpoint hadn't come around until her teen years, though whenever she attempted to bring it up - it was swept under the rug.
Though there were these vastly differentiating views within the household, it didn't lead to any outward rebellion from Roxana. She loved her parents, even if their marriage that once was viewed so perfect was slowly coming undone in front of Roxie's eyes.
Seeing that she was homeschooled, Roxana didn't really spend much time with other kids other than her siblings. This didn't necessarily upset her, seeing that it helped her mother out in the long run with all these kids running amuck in the house. Though chaos was the norm due to the amount of people in such a small space, Roxana always found herself clinging to her laptop and watching musicals as a way to disconnect from the hectic day-to-day of the Diaz household. Her favorite accessory her earbuds that she sported in order to drown out everything around her and escape.
Roxana messing with Garage Band on her apps was one thing, but when she posted her silly little teenage angst songs on Tumblr, she wasn't expecting a following. Though she only has two albums out at this point (Olivia Rodrigo's discography), Roxie has around 3.2 million listeners on Spotify and has a cult following. She hadn't even attempted to move to LA, hunkering down near the outskirts as a way of defiance and to drive a wedge between her and the limelight that seems to be slowly creeping up on her. Barely even having a taste of it, Roxie is torn; the pressure is already enough to make her shut down completely, but she can't shake this feeling that she was born to pour her heart out into a mic.
Proceed With Caution:
Roxana is her father's daughter, if she likes it or not. Always overstepping when it comes to helping others and their problems a complete parallel to how her father reacts to her mom. Roxie is a romantic and tends to fall in love at the drop of a hat. Very water sign of her, but she romanticizes people and when they show their faults, she scrambles to fix them and that's when shit hits the fan. To this day, she knows she hasn't truly been in love, but she yearns for that fairytale type of romance; even if that expectation is only setting her up for failure. Roxana loves Y2K fashion as well as vintage pieces that she can throw together with a pair of chunky boots. Her fashion is her saving grace in her mind, seeing that she feels she doesn't get along with most people. Maybe it's the fact she is more of an introvert, maybe it's because she was homeschooled and that made her awkward - who knows (it's both). Roxana is beyond creative and once the inspiration hits, it's hard to turn it off. She's very talented through the ways of guitar and piano, and she's self-taught along with some fundamentals from her dad on the guitar front. Roxie tends to strive to make connections with people, but struggles in how to formulate strong bonds. The worry that people could be using her is also now another factor into her deficient social skills. Though, her awkwardness tends to give her an air of comedic timing to her being. She loves a good book, thrifting and attending hole-in-the-wall concerts. Roxie tends to try to blend into the background at events due to her lack of social skills, but attention seems to find her no matter what. She also doesn't help herself, seeing that she feels emotions so intensely and tends to be dramatic. She can't keep a secret to save herself. She's vulnerable, raw, real on the flip side of it. If you were to manage to maintain a good friendship with Roxie, she's always one to answer her phone at any hour. She'd also drop everything to be there for you in a heartbeat. Just a spicy Pisces Moon who can't flirt.
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For ask game, Susie Haltmann!!
5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?
7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?
14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.
17. What's a ship for this character you don't hate but it's not your favorite that you're fine with?
21. If you're a fic writer and have written for this character, what's your favorite thing to do when you're writing for this character? What's something you don't like?
5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?
I actually have a whole Susie playlist (Well... it's a playlist for the whole family, but it's MOSTLY about her) teehee, but if I had to pick one song... hmmmm...
I'm going to be pretty basic here and say rät. Because I mean... like... COME ON.
I come from scientists and atheists and White men who kill God
They make technology, high quality, complex physiological
Experiments and sacrilege in the name of public good
They taught me everything
Just like a daddy should
Honorable mention to Hullabaloo, The Guide to Success, and Don't Hold It Against Us which I associate with the HWC as a whole, Star Dream & Susie, and the Haltmann family tragedy/general plot of the game respectively. All of them make me Feel Things and I would highly recommend listening to all of them and Feeling Things with me.
7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?
I enjoy how relatively universal the Wave 3 friendship is as a concept. I really do think that group would get along like a house on fire. I also love how many gijinka designs and stuff for her give her super cool cybernetics. Those are always so neat.
14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.
Oh gosh, this is tough. Not only am I not very fashionable, but I also think Susie... has two different ways she presents herself depending on the situation (cutesy vs professional), so that plays into it too. Her style ranges pretty broadly between like... comfortable, cute, pink clothing with lots of glitter or whatever and extremely boring suits. Although the extremely boring suits are still probably magenta because you can't ENTIRELY take her girlish whimsy out of her, even when she's at board meetings.
17. What's a ship for this character you don't hate but it's not your favorite that you're fine with?
I have a few of those. Uhhhh her and Magolor immediately comes to mind. Literally nothing wrong with it, I just personally prefer them as WLW and MLM besties.
Her and Francisca, too. Which is funny, because that's like... one of the most popular ships involving her, but I just think if you're going to ship her with a Mage Sister she'd interact with the other two in ways I find more personally engaging. I don't dislike it though. My reaction is just kind of a "Sure! Why not?"
21. If you're a fic writer and have written for this character, what's your favorite thing to do when you're writing for this character? What's something you don't like?
Oh god. Susie is a... fascinating ass character to write. She has a lot of weird psychological problems. I enjoy getting to lean into the disconnect between herself and her trauma and how she sees herself as this above-it-all figure who's always Getting By, unlike the scared, weak little girl she used to be. I also think it's consistently so fun to explore the complicated feelings she has about her dad and whatever weird cyborg shit she has going on.
What don't I like? That's tough. I guess one thing is that Susie's a lot smarter than me so it can be hard to encapsulate some of the things she understands without having to go out of my way to do research. I also have trouble remembering to keep her like... silly and cute sometimes. I lean so much into all of the things that are Wrong With Her and her thinly veiled professionalism that I forget, above all else, she's a silly pink girl who says "Yippee!"
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The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Thursday, May 12
WILLOW: Xander? Tara? (Runs through the house. Finds Xander staring at the Spin The Bottle people.) Xander. Ghost boy. Drowning in a tub. I, I tried to save him, but, being a ghost already, well, I was way too late.
XANDER: A ghost? (Willow nods) What's the deal? Is every frat on this campus haunted? And if so, why do people keep coming to these parties, cause it's not the snacks.
~~Where the Wild Things Are~~
The Sunnydale Herald is still looking for at least one new editor. Contributing to the Herald is a great way to get your Buffy on! Find out more here.
[Drabbles & Short Fiction]
Bleeding Poetry, Ch. 34 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Dusty
[Chaptered Fiction]
En hurlant à Une Lune de Béton ; Le souffle des mots comme tel de la poussière chantante dans le soleil comme brise caresse.... L'histoire d'un poète Vampire, Ch. 12-14 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Violette-Milka
Falling in Love, Ch. 28 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by Wonder and Ashes
The Worst Sacrifice, Ch. 4 (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only) by TwilightChild
Web, Ch. 24 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by DarkVoid116
Unforeseeable Paths, Ch. 2 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Axell
Use It or Lose It, Ch. 22 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Dynamite
Mortal Allies Series, Episode 5: War and Roses, Ch. 21 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Passion4Spike
Scattered Echoes: Second Generation, Ch. 10 (Buffy/Spike, M) by Myrabeth
[Images, Audio & Video]
Drawing: them (Buffy/Spike, worksafe) by hattoriscap
Drawing: "You put us in 'Buffy the Vampire Slayer' again?" (Buffy, worksafe) by candy-cane-lane
Drawing: ramen noodle hair idiot (Spike, worksafe) by rattycattyfanfic
Drawing: hold my beer while i kiss your girlfriend! (Buffy/Faith, Angel, probably worksafe) by rattycattyfanfic
Digital artwork: Buffy (worksafe) by phsyc
Manip: whenever I’m alone with you... (Buffy/Spike, worksafe) by 147days
Vid: Hard Times (Buffy) by GossipVal1
Vid: Enemy (Buffy, Faith, ensemble) by heda reyes
Video: All That She Wanted (Ghost of the Robot) (Anya/Xander, James Marsters) by bibigloom
Vid: Hurricane (Dark Willow) by fangeek96
Vid: buffy + spike | good in bed (0) by loveisntbrains
Vid: ♥ Buffy & Spike - Halo (0) by myshipsmyotps9210
Vid: ♥ Buffy & Spike - Love Me Like You Do ♥ (0) by myshipsmyotps9211
Fandub: 7x18 Voiceover | Faith "Safe as a kitten" (0) by A Pixie's Whisper
Character playlists (Buffy, Spike, Faith, Willow) by Illustrious_Fig_7961
[Reviews & Recaps]
my rewatch of bewitched, bothered and bewildered btvs 2x16 by spikesdru
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SABRINA NIVIAN MASTERLIST
She is a water dragon slayer mage and can eat water-aspected foods and the element itself. She enjoys mostly minding her own business unless it involves someone she is close with such as her sister, Fuyu. Her first appearance had a pair of white headphones, and well, they were eaten…
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Autumn Thunderstorm | Chapter 7 - And then you know, you just know
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series synopsis: Thranduil thought the recent attack of spiders on a periphery village was the only thing deserving of his attencion. If he could've imagined what he would found there, who he would found there, the Elvenking would wait a millenia in front of that river so he could see her sooner. Or: how Gandalf managed to keep a secret for 14 months.
seventh chapter synopsis: Tomorrow came and became yesterday. In Woodland, you found more than just a roof over your head: you discovered a different way of living. And Thranduil also discovered something, a secret hidden by his own heart. [4K]
warnings: female!reader. lotr kinda of violence. pre-Smaug. padme you will never be forgotten! if you watched pushing daisies i have something to tell you: 😉. another thing and i promise it is the last: anyone interest on hearing the playlist i made for this series?
glossary: Maenwë: Clever girl┆Losto vae: Sleep well┆Melön: Friend┆Vendë: Maiden┆Lossëistar: Ice Mage┆Aithor: Warrior┆Alassëa rá: Good morning┆
“You are as intimidating as a butterfly, maenwë.”
A dry laugh escaped your throat as you rolled your eyes. Most people would not do that to a king, but that was a limit already crossed. And the alcohol did not helped. It was all Thranduil’s fault, and he would admit it too. Woodland’s wine is stronger than what you thought, and the sindars party for way longer than you are used to.
You held yourself against the door of your chambers, your fingertips brushing the wood carved elk. It was your best attempt of standing still while also being serious. “You are testing my pati…” a hiccup stopped you from finishing your sentence. It scared you, and it was clear on your face.
Thranduil laughed. He guffaw. After a moment of silence, so did you. Everything felt so bright and lighly. “Losto vae,” said Thranduil. It sounded so far away, even thought you knew he was right in front of you.
How long has it been since you both left the dining room and were there, standing in the corridor of your chambers, talking the night away? Thirty minutes, maybe an hour. You lost track of time. All you knew is that your feet hurt, and your eyes were heavy.
You started to open the door, finally doing what you meant to do since you got up from your seat beside the Elvenking. “You too, dear.” Entering your room, you feel sleep joining forces with the strong wine to get you down. “You too.”
The door had already been closed for a few moments before Thranduil could move. He just stared at it, unable to do anything else. Thranduil gave a step back, his gravity trembling even though he was far away from being as wasted as you, and walked towards his chambers trying not to look back.
For the last week you spend at the inn, you could not keep your eyes closed for the rage. Aerin ruined something she could never, ever give you back. During your small journey, boredom made you sleep for the most part of it. Sleeping have once again become an unachievable task.
Not out of rage, or disinterest, nor sickness. But because of something else. Something better. Little by little it overcome your body. Strange, but not unsettling. For a moment it felt just like happiness, then it was something else entirely. You never wanted so bad for tomorrow to start. For something else to happen.
Longing. The problem is that you knew exactly what you were longing for. You knew exactly what your mind could not stop itself from thinking about. Who haunts your sleep, accompanied by the full moon. And the more it haunts you, the more you understand what it truly is. Or what it is not.
Gandalf has a gentleness that hides in the brutality of his words and actions. He cares, deeply. Aerin was present, forever concerned about you. Respectful until she was not anymore. And Luthien helped you with your shoulder, letters and secrets. Gildor surprised you with his lightness. Even Lorie, whom you know for a few days, already means something for you.
Thranduil is a friend, one that so quickly found a way into your soul, but he is not just that. What you feel for them is something completely different. He is so much more than a friend. To call him a friend is to diminish what he really is. To diminish what you feel for him. Thranduil is…
… someone that always knows exactly what to say, how to break the ice, and that not even once did not heard what you had to say.
… a call to motion. He moved your life, your knowledge, your entire being.
… finite. Is so easy to remember that all your moments with him will meet an end. Every single one of them will end, because with Thranduil everything changes. He is a promise of another beginning.
… a constantly reminder of your dissolved letters. You will never be able to forget about them, but they all came from him. Fire cannot take Thranduil away from you.
… way more than you ever imagined someone could be. Thranduil is so much more than just enough.
… an invitation to wonder about tomorrow.
He is not a friend.
Thranduil is your favorite person in the whole world.
Those days you spend at his Halls, all those moments you shared with him, just made you more sure of that. At every meal, Thranduil saves a seat for you by his side. After every training session with Tuor, he has that concerned gaze that makes impossible for you to not share what happened. And Thranduil, a king, somehow has time to hear all your dirty jokes.
You slept with his name evading from between your teeths.
It felt like you had just closed your eyes when Lorie opened the curtains complaining about how cold it was there. You blamed the wine for not being able to get out of bed, and Lorie for not being kind enough to let you stay in there for a few more hours.
Sat on your bed, you agreed when Lorie showed you a dress. You did not even glanced at it. She spoke a few more things, not that you payed attention. You would have agreed with anything if it meant you could close your eyes and pretend you were sleeping. Your body felt just like static, and your brain was far away from functioning.
Lorie helped you change from your nightgown, mostly because your body would not stand for itself. The dress was so comfortable. So soft. The fine silk made you feel like you were wearing a cloud. It was of a blue that remind you of clear waterfalls, and the feeling on your body for sure feel liquid. Chains of pearls held it against you.
Glaring at yourself through the mirror, you were mesmerized. You never thought a dress could make you feel like the fairest girl alive, but there you are. You touched the fabric, and it seemed to glow with the contact. It was unlike anything you had ever seen.
Even here, in this different land with its own culture. Not even the dress you wore last night was like that one. Not the emerald fabric, the diamonds, the tail shining like hundreds of stars.
Yesterday you wore a beautiful dress. Today you wore the sea itself.
“The Elvenking will love this one,” murmured Lorie, running her fingers through your hair. She decorated it with flowers, leaving the length loose. “Maybe even more than you do.”
You let go of the dress, turning your head to face her. “You think so?”
Suddenly, shame hits you without mercy. Lorie should not have realized that Thranduil’s opinion matter so much. Nor should you hope of her being right. “He will not even notice.”
Lorie returned her attention to your hair, weaving the pearly flowers into your strands. Her fingers felt so great against your skin, so delicately tooking care of you. “I thought this was your goal,” she hummed. “To become more.”
You looked at her by the mirror. “To become what?”
“To become our queen.”
You coughed. Hysterically. “What? No, I… I never said that I was trying to do… this. That. Whatever you thought I was doing. I am here to learn.”
And all she did was to smirk. “Alright,” Lorie raised her arms, surrendering. “I judged you poorly. I apologize, melön.”
“It is fine,” you whispered, without looking at Lorie again. Your whole being was aching. Burning. Thranduil and you. That is… impossible. A king, a immortal graceful being, and you. He would laugh at the thought. Would he? “It is fine.”
"And still, I must admit that I am definitely right about the king,” Lorie touched your shoulders, squeezing them gently. “I never saw Thranduil look at anyone the way he looks at you. And I was born only a few years after him.”
Looking at her through the mirror, you thought about how old Lorie is. Old in a way impossible to understand or explain. And when you have the chance of hear a being that saw lands form, seas dry, stone fortresses rise and fall, you do it. You do it, despise fear or embarrassment. You just do it.
You held her hand, feeling Lorie’s warmth emanate to your skin. “What do you… mean by that?”
Lorie leaned down, her face fit against yours. She felt so warm. So caring. “One day, maybe sooner than i can predict, you will become more,” she whispered against your ear. “And when that happens, I will say ‘I told you so’.”
It felt like a promise. Maybe because it was.
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When Tuor threw you a sword, you credited luck for catching it before it sliced you in half. It certainly was not for a previous experience. Or any further warning.
“That is… new,” you hesitated. “Did you confuse me with someone else?”
There is something so young about Tuor. Perhaps because of his comforting smile, somehow always half present on his face, or for the way Tuor seems so in peace with his own silence. But looks can be deceiving. Tuor appears to be young, but he is eons older than you. Maybe his memory is just as flawed and untrustworthy as one of an elderly human.
Because there is no other sane, logic explanation for Tuor to throw you a fucking sword.
"I know exactly who you are, vendë," Tuor's sword was in its sheath, and you could see it was much larger than yours. You've gone through Gandalf's things a few times, and more than a few times he hit you in the head with his staff for using his sword as a toy. You recognize a two-handed sword when you see one. "Now we need to understand who you will become."
You looked around you, hoping someone would enter the hall and give you a reason to avoid whatever this conversation was supposed to be. Only then you questioned yourself about why you both were in a different room than the usual. No furnitures, tapestries, not even paintings or sculptures of any kind. It was just you, four wooden walls, and Tuor.
It was a perfect room for people to bleed in.
"You will not try to murder me, will you? I know our past lessons did not ended up as we wished, but is this really necessary?”
Tuor lead you throught ancient knowledge in an attempt of getting you in tune with your powers. He showed you Woodland, told stories about gifted people, gave lessons about self control. And not matter how much Tuor tried, nothing ever evolved.
Tuor seemed to lose the thread of his thoughts. "Why would you ever say that, vendë?"
"You hold a menacing sword."
"So do you."
"A useless one." With a sword in your hands, the only person in danger was you. “It would be very unfair if you try to murder me now."
"I will not murder you. I will train you," Tuor could not stop the smirk from growing on his face. "Just in a different way.”
"And how will it help me?" You were still unsure, but willing to hear more.
"I heard so much about you," Tuor walked slowly around you, resting his forearm on the scabbard of his sword. "About how you did not waste a second to act when it was needed. That requires a lot of courage. To face a river."
"Anyone would have done the same on my place. And if I did nothing I..."
"Would have felt bad," murmured Tuor. Was he quotating you? "It all lead me to a obvious conclusion: you work better under pressure."
You sighed. When Thranduil offered you to be trained, you thought he meant read ancient books and talk to people older than the sun itself. And for a time it was. But now you will be trained. Trained trained. Shit. What have you done with your life?
"You do not have control over your gift," Tuor glanced at you, and in his eyes you saw something beyond confidence. Something similar to competence. "So we should redirect it to something you do.”
The sword you held seemed heavier. “And what should I do with that?”
"Hit me."
You waited for Tuor to say something. Then you waited longer. And longer.
You tried to remember the way Gandalf wielded his sword. How he seemed to use it as an extension of his own body. You also thought about the gleam of Thranduil's longsword.
You looked at the one in your hands. It was so thin, the metal was forged into an almost cylindrical shape. The handle was not long, and it had the right thickness for you to be able to hold it firmly. Paying attention, you saw how beautiful it was.
Your first blow was quick, but Tuor only had to turn his face for you to miss it. He laughed, and so did you. Aftera long, deep breath you attacked again. This time Tuor took a step back, and you stumbled as if the world was pulling you down.
“Now that you are warmed up,” hissed Tuor. “You can go all out.”
You swallowed the excess saliva, trying to keep yourself from feeling irritated. You breathe in, then out, and thought about what you should do next. You aimed harder this time. The sword came down, and if you had hit Tuor he would been split in two. If you had.
At every attempt of yours, Tuor just backed away. Unaffected. It did not matter how hard you tried, if you did something different, how you held the sword. It just never hit him.
And of course it would not. Tuor is a general. Way more experienced than you. A warrior. Respected because of his abilities. And you know that. It is obvious for you. But how could you not get mad when he kept on smirking everytime you fail? Even his eyes mocked you.
With your wrists burning, you decided to stop for a second. Tuor noticed it, and made sure to not keep his mouth closed. “Are you even trying, melön?”
“Right now I do not feel like your friend,” you sighed.
Your response got him off guard, making Tuor chuckle. He quickly returned to his serious face, reminding himself about his goal. Tuor need to get a reaction out of you. To make you feel something deeply, something other than that warm tranquility that is somehow always present in you.
“So what should I call you? Vendë? Or maenwë?”
Tuor waited for you to say something, then it clicked. He just remembered a thing he heard. At the moment it did not meant anything, but now it could be useful. Thranduil was so upset about it — he mentioned it once and never again talked about it, which could only mean he thinks constantly about that. Tuor hopes it will get an reaction out of you too.
“I know exactly what to call you.” Tuor gave a step towards you, smirking like a poisonous snake. “From now on, I will only address you as Lossëistar.”
And he did get an reaction out of you. A dumb one. A stupid, idiotic one. You made a decision no one remotely intelligent would have done. You did not even actively thought about it, it was instinctive.
You slipped your foot on the ground and closed your hand over the base of the sword. For a second the thing on your hand turned into a spear. One that you threw right at Tuor.
It missed his cheek by an inch.
The sword chased into the ground and broke into a hundred little pieces. But what reached your feet was not forged metal or the base jewels. What broke, floating in that empty hall like a shallow fog, was ice.
Tuor kneeled down, took what once was a piece of your sword, and watched it melting on his palm.
“Melön. From now on, melön.” Tuor’s smiled was infectious. “And we need to get you a spear.”
Your own smiled hurted your cheeks.
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It has been so long since Thranduil had seen his advisors so dedicated. In a matter of days since the translator gave them all documents found, every changes were planned. New lookout routes mapped, expenses for new guard posts stipulated, blacksmiths chosen to forge new weapons, evaluations scheduled for soldiers’ skill.
“Which generals will lead the evaluations?” Thranduil inquired, glaring at the dagger in his hands.
It was perhaps the ugliest he had ever seen in his long life. A blackneded dagger, with its tip bent, the edge lost and wrong angles. Even if Thranduil had not know the stench of blood, there would be no need to cling to that sense. The dried blood was begging to be seen, daring anyone to ignore it.
The bag that revealed the betrayal of free people had it hidden in one of its secret pockets. To imagine how many people died at the hands of that disgusting being, and to never be able to discover if any of them were from his realm.
It interested Thranduil almost as much as the loom shaped pendant with snow inside the crystal. Thranduil cannot help but feel offended by it, the same way he felt lured by the jewel.
So much had been done in Greenwood, and yet not enough. They can change everything, make only the best choices, and it will still not matter if they do not know who the spy is. There is no way of stopping the Enemy without that answer.
Thranduil knows that it is not a advisor responsibility to find a culprit. He do not blame any of them for not having a name for him to blame. Thranduil has his suspictions. A traveling wizard with long white beard and a pointy blue hat tops his list.
“I will begin with the evaluation of the king’s guard,” said Tuor. “The officers are-”
“There is already a training under your responsibility, aithor,” Thranduil stopped him. “With your focus divided between so many tasks, the chance of one of them being done mediocrely is higher.”
“I disagree, your grace. I am the leader of the king’s guard, I know their limits and abilities. Furthermore, it is not as if your guest’s training is not progressing.”
Thranduil quickly forgot about the dagger.
After a few seconds of silent planning, Thranduil nodded. “Then I shall trust your discernment,” Thranduil begun with the subject he was supposed to. After acting as a king, he said what he wanted to. “Her training is progressing.”
It makes no difference Tuor calling him your grace if when given the chance his devilishly smirk will appear for anyone to see. It felt like Tuor just laughed at the silent, hidden question. “If there is something I can guarantee, your grace, is that she knows how to use a sword,”rejoiced Tuor. “Or a spear, to be more specific.”
A brief moment of silence came, but it was louder than any scream.
“Out,” said the king.
Tuor was the only one that remained sit.
As the door was carefully closed, Thranduil stood up. Leaning on the table, he bent over look into Tuor’s eyes. “What have you done to her?”
“I trained her. And it worked. Better than I expected.”
“With a spear?” Thranduil growled.
“A sword,” corrected Tuor. He could feel Thranduil getting angrier, but he did not saw what Tuor did. The Elvenking can be mad now, but Tuor know that it worked. “Next time it will be with a spear.”
“I thought I ordered you to guide her with her gift,” hissed Thranduil. “Not to make her fight. Not to maim her.”
“I did not…”
“I have no interest in hearing your empty excuses,” Thranduil interrupted. “If she is hurt, if by Varda her shoulder suffered because of your stupid delusions, you will not evaluate the guards. You will be one of them.”
Thranduil stormed out of the room, and Tuor felt as if his breath had followed his king. He shook his head, the echo of the doors slamming against the wall still in his mind, and stood up. “So over the top,” he whispered.
The Elvenking marched towards your chambers. Thranduil knew it would inconvenient to enter a maiden’s room unannounced, but he could not just wait. To think he trusted Tuor. That he believed in his ability. And that is what he get in return.
Thranduil remained determined in his path, until he heard a distant laugh. An all too familiar laugh.
He followed the sound, and was startled to realize it was coming from one of the kitchens. A servant came out, bowed as she passed the king and forgot the door open behind her. Thranduil did not even noticed that. He just continued walking, this time without rush, until he was right in front of the open door.
“And just when I turned around, prepared to walk away and never look at his face again,” your voice lured him. He could not see you, surrounded by elves that were supposed to be working, but to hear you was enough. To know you were there, laughing while sharing a story he did not heard the beginning, was enough to make the Elvenking just stop in time. “The horse decided to run away from me.”
The laughter returned, but his heartbit remained the same. It was not yours, so it did not affect him.
One of the cooks saw him, and she bowed with an awkward, startled movement. This caught the attention of others around her. With a gesture from their king’s hand, they left the room pulling their distracted colleagues with them.
Noticing the sudden silence, you turned around. You already had a smile on your face, but it just got bigger when you saw Thranduil. “Alassëa rá!”
Thranduil steped closer to you, admiring the way you radiated calm. You were fine. Not hurt, and using the dress he personally commissioned Lorie to sew when he saw the sketches. You looked divine.
“What you do here, maenwë?” A small, almost imperceptible smile appeared on his face.
“I craved something sweet,” you gestured towards the half-made pie in front of you. You were stretching the dough to cover the filling when you got distracted by conversations.
His smile disappeared. “You should have warned me then. It is Lorie responsibility to guarantee you will not lack anything here,” Thranduil scolded. “As my guest, you will never have to work. I will find the best pie-maker and make him do everything you crave.”
“Sometimes it is just not that deep,” you answered. The basket of raspberries was turned over by flour-stained hands, and you turned to him with the prettiest one you could find. “Try it,” you offered him the fruit.
Thranduil stared at the fruit in your hands. “It is a offense that you think you need to deal with hardwork under my home, maenwë.”
You rolled your eyes, grabbed his hand and pulled the Elvenking closer. Chocked, Thranduil did not pull away when you opened his hand and placed the raspberry on his cold palm.
“Again: not that deep,” you smiled as you stared into his ocean blue eyes. “Sometimes I just want to create, to bake with my own hands, and share it with those I care about.”
Thranduil did carried you all the way since the meadow until Luthien’s cabin. He did helped you get up from the bed after your long unconscious time. His fingers brushed against yours when you gifted him a precious book.
And still, this was the first time you touched him. The first time you held him. And by doing that, Thranduil never before felt so complete.
Thranduil could not hear anymore. He could not breath anymore. He did not saw the flour stuck to the bench, or noticed the hea, nor smelled the scent of sweet raspberries. The world could have burned and he would not see the ashes.
His world was reduced to only you. Like a mantra is his head, your name echoed throught the halls and hidden passages of his mind. Time moved, but you remained still. His world was expanded to only you.
Spring flourished in your hair, summer sparkle on your body. Smelling like pomegranates and lilies, you enchanted the earth. Water surrendered too, with rivers running down your curves. And meanwhile the sun shone above, Thranduil finally saw you for what you are.
Like the moon, you empermeated into his darkest nights. And just like the moon, you shone on him.
The sun is warm, but the tight embrace of the darkest nights and its brighiest stars are unstoppable. The sun burns, but the moon heals. Nothing would ever compare to the sweet returning home, or a dream filled with hope, nor the yearn for a sleep that never come. The sun shine on some, but the moon watches them all.
“Will you eat with me?” You asked, fingers still holding his hand. You were looking at the pie, trying to calculate how long it would take, but Thranduil continued glaring at your eyes. Thranduil dived into them, and he would gadly drown. “Can you wait for an hour?”
As discreetly as the lady who arrived late for dinner revealed herself to be able to stop a river, Thranduil discovered that this ache on his heart was what people call love.
You are his moon. Thranduil’s moon and stars. His treasures and riches. His sweet, toothaching sweet, confident. How stupid was him to not see it before. How deaf, dumb and blind.
“A hour is a mere blink in the life of an elve,” Thranduil held your hand, making your gaze turn to him. Complete. He was utterly complete. “I am patient. I can wait.”
And so he did.
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Aislinn Ruewen
"I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness for it shows me the stars."
— Og Mandino
"The fool does think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool."
— William Shakespeare
- Aislinn Carrie Ashlyn Ruewen
- Née le 16 mai 2033
- Next-Gen
- Anglaise, avec des origines américaines et françaises
- Sang-Pur
- Demisexuelle
- Gryffondor, Poudlard
- Née-Animagus cheval (couleur sable)
- Charmspeaker
- Biomage spécialisée dans la génétique, puis enseignante-chercheuse
- Chloë Moretz
~ Fils d'Oliver Ruewen et d'Aurélie Becker
~ Soeur cadette de Tom Ruewen
~ Petite-fille d'Arthur et Grace Ruewen (née Underwood) et de Tom Skyberry et Anna Becker
~ Epouse de Cleo Abraxas
~ Mère de Calliope (Callie) et Cadell Abraxas
~ Tante de Jack et Calypso Ruewen
* Meilleure amie de Rhéane Petrova-Woodley
* Amie de Lycorys Travers, Ella Fritton, Nemesis Derwent et Keith Hearthlake
* Meilleure amie, puis petite-amie, puis épouse de Cleo Abraxas
Trivia :
- Baguette magique : bois de houx, avec une plume d'oiseau-tonnerre. 31 centimètres, flexible et solide.
- Patronus : Lionne
- Epouvantard :
11 – 14 ans : le corps de Tom lorsqu'on l'a sorti de l'eau après qu'il ait failli se noyer, pâle, inconscient, les lèvres bleues
14 – 19 ans : le cadavre de Cleo
A partir de 20 ans : elle en mage noire
- Passionnée de jeux vidéo
- A été la première à identifier et comprendre les gènes permettant aux porteurs de maîtriser la magie. Ses travaux ont grandement bénéficié à la tolérance envers les Moldus et Nés-Moldus, et plus tard à la fusion entre les 2 mondes.
- A été la seule de sa famille à découvrir le pouvoir du charmspeak et à savoir s'en servir, même si elle a gardé le secret toute sa vie, terrifiée par ce qu'elle pouvait en faire
Playlist :
Aislinn :
Feel it still - Portugal the Man
Control - Halsey
Born ready - Zayde Wolf
Clinn :
Till forever falls apart - Ashe & Finneas
As the world caves in - Matt Maltese
Willow - Taylor Swift
Aislinn à Cleo :
Read all about it - Emeli Sandé (+ almost Aislinn's voice)
Cleo à Aislinn :
Crush - Tessa Violet
Red Light's gang :
Born for this - The Score
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Top Songs of 1971 - Hits of 1971
Top Songs of 1971 - Hits of 1971
Top Songs of 1971 including: America - A Horse With No Name, Bee Gees - How Can You Mend A Broken Heart, Bill Withers - Ain't No Sunshine, Cher - Gypsys, Tramps & Thieves, Creedence Clearwater Revival - Have You Ever Seen The Rain and many more! Subscribe to our channel to see more of our content! 1. America - A Horse With No Name 2. Andrés Do Barro - Pandeirada 3. Bee Gees - How Can You Mend A Broken Heart 4. Bill Withers - Ain't No Sunshine 5. Cher - Gypsys, Tramps & Thieves 6. Chris Roberts - Ich bin verliebt in die Liebe 7. Clara Nunes - Ê Baiana 8. Creedence Clearwater Revival - Have You Ever Seen The Rain 9. Danyel Gérard - Butterfly 10. David Bowie – Life On Mars? 11. Demis Roussos - We Shall Dance 12. Diana Ross - I'm Still Waiting 13. Don McLean - American Pie 14. Elton John - Tiny Dancer 15. Esther Galil - Le Jour Se Lève 16. Gilbert Montagné - The Fool 17. Gordon Lightfoot - If You Could Read My Mind 18. Isaac Hayes - Never Can Say Goodbye 19. Iva Zanicchi - Un fiume amaro 20. Janis Joplin - Me and Bobby McGee 21. Joan Baez - Here's to You 22. Joan Baez - The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down 23. John Denver - Take Me Home, Country Roads 24. John Lennon - Imagine 25. Johnny Hallyday - Oh ma jolie Sarah 26. José Feliciano – Que Será 27. Led Zeppelin - Black Dog 28. Led Zeppelin - Rock And Roll 29. Led Zeppelin – Stairway To Heaven 30. Les Poppys - Non Non Rien N'a Changé 31. Lindisfarne - Meet Me On The Corner 32. Lobo - Me And You And A Dog Named Boo 33. Los Diablos - Fin De Semana 34. Lucio Battisti - Pensieri E Parole 35. Marvin Gaye – What’s Going On 36. Michel Delpech - Pour Un Flirt 37. Middle Of The Road - Chirpy Chirpy Cheep Cheep 38. Middle Of The Road - Soley, Soley 39. Mina - Amor mio 40. Mouth & MacNeal - How Do You Do 41. Mungo Jerry - Baby Jump 42. Neil Diamond - I Am... I Said 43. New World - Tom Tom Turnaround 44. Nicola Di Bari - Il Cuore È Uno Zingaro 45. Nino Bravo - Noelia 46. Paul Mccartney - Another day 47. Paul Revere & The Raiders - Indian Reservation 48. Peret - Borriquito 49. Pooh - Tanta Voglia Di Lei 50. Pop Tops - Mamy Blue 51. Ringo Starr - It Don't Come Easy 52. Roberto Carlos - Detalhes 53. Rod Stewart - Maggie May 54. Roy Black & Anita - Schön ist es auf der Welt zu sein 55. Séverine - Un Banc, Un Arbre, Une Rue 56. Sheila - Les Rois Mages 57. Slade - Coz I Luv You 58. T. Rex - Get It On 59. T. Rex - Hot Love 60. The Carpenters - Superstar 61. The Doors - Love Her Madly 62. The Doors – Riders On The Storm 63. The Grass Roots - Temptation Eyes 64. The Jackson 5 - Never Can Say Goodbye 65. The New Seekers - I'd Like To Teach The World To Sing 66. The Osmonds - One Bad Apple 67. The Rolling Stones - Brown Sugar 68. The Sweet - Co-Co 69. The Sweet - Funny Funny 70. The Tams - Hey Girl Don't Bother Me 71. The Temptations - Just My Imagination (Running Away With Me) 72. The Who - Baba O'Riley 73. The Who - Behind Blue Eyes 74. The Who - Won't Get Fooled Again 75. Three Dog Night - Joy to the World 76. Tom Jones - She's A Lady 77. Tonicha - Menina Do Alto Da Serra 78. Tony Christie - Is This The Way To Amarillo 79. Tony Ronald - Help (Ayúdame) 80. Uriah Heep - Lady In Black Related Searches: Greatest Hits of 1971, Best Jukebox 1971 Playlist, Late 1971 Non Stop , Top 1971 Non Stop, Mix 1971 Compilation, Best 1971 List, Late 1971 UK, Best 1971 Playlist, Best 1971 Non Stop, Best 1971 Video, Greatest 1971 Non Stop, Mix 1971 Playlist, Best Jukebox 1971 List, List of 1971 Mix, Top 1971 USA, Best Songs of 1971, Top Music 1971, Hits of 1971 Relate Hashtags: #songsof1971 #hits1971 #songs1971 #listof1971mix #hits1971 #bestsongs1971 #classic1971playlist #greatest1971nonstop #best1971list #best1971video #top1971mix #greatest1971video #mix1971playlist #top1971nonstop #mix1971compilation This Youtube channel does not receive any advertising income, we are very grateful for any Paypal donation, no matter how small, to continue making videos about the history of music. Link: https://www.paypal.com/donate/?hosted_button_id=HEHMNQ4E3T3ML
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this is a sideblog for my renewed dragon age obsession. been playing since origins babyy
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ashari tabris. city elf. warden commander. former bann of the denerim alienage.
born 9:11 dragon | 5'7" ( a tall elf ) | she/her | beserk & reaver warrior
romanced alistair.
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faye hawke. human. champion of kirkwall.
born 9:06 dragon | 6'1" | they/them | force & blood mage
romanced anders.
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mori'na lavellan. dalish. former inquisitor.
born around 9:14 dragon | 5'5" | she/they | tempest & archer rogue
romanced solas.
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born around 9:14 dragon | 5'8" | he/him | mage
romanced n/a.
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cyra adaar. tal-vashoth. herald of andraste.
born 9:10 dragon | 7'1" | she/her | knight enchanter mage
romanced josephine (in progress).
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𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 | 2023년 2월에 나온 인디음악 :: K-INDIE PICKS :: https://youtu.be/2qAAEJ28tuk - TRACKLIST 00:00 10CM - 우리가 맞다는 대답을 할 거예요 (They're Gonna Say We're Right) (@leekangseung111) 03:29 보라미유 (Boramiyu) - 헤어지던 밤 (The night of parting) 07:19 김민석 (Kim Min Seok) (멜로망스 (MeloMance)) - 너와 함께 (Always with you) 11:41 CHEEZE (치즈), MJ (써니사이드) - 넌 이별 난 아직 (Breakup For You, Not Yet For Me) 15:15 나상현씨밴드 (Band Nah) - Love Love Love 18:49 So!YoON! (황소윤) - Bad 23:31 Jayci yucca (제이씨 유카), dnss - 기억의 흔적 (Traces Of Memory) (feat. Milena) 26:29 HAAN, Chan - 내일이 있잖아 (Feat. Jayci yucca(제이씨 유카)) 29:31 그래쓰 (GRASS) - 여기까지 (Stay) (Feat. 여락이들 (Youlakk)) 33:00 이예린 (Lee Yerin) - 싸구려 위로 (Talk is cheap) 35:58 결(KYUL) - 내 꿈은 너무해 (My Dream) 38:24 알레프 (ALEPH) - 첫사랑은 기준이 되는 걸 너는 알까 (I can't get over you) 42:00 김수영 (Kim Suyoung) - 비틀비틀 (Stumble) 45:20 Rosy(로지) - Mage 48:50 dori - smallthing 51:09 어쿠루브 (Acourve) - 친구에서 연인까지 (Friends to Lovers) 55:11 sogumm - 사랑해 (I Love You) (Feat. 실리카겔 (Silica Gel)) 59:12 소각소각 (sogak sogak) - 괜찮지 않아도 돼 (It’s ok not to be ok) 01:02:47 이희상 (LEEHEESANG) - 천년지애 (Everlasting Love) 01:08:19 조프 (JOPH) - 흘러가는 추억 속에서 (About Time) (Feat. 경제환 (Jehwwn), 예빛 (Yebit)) 01:11:15 리밋 (Limit) - 금요일과 월요일의 사이 (Friday to Monday) 01:14:17 homezone - 빈 칸 (Blank) 01:17:56 Chan - 차가워 (Feat. GIST) 01:21:29 재규어 중사 (SFC.JGR) - 제 정신 (Taser) 01:23:49 Lacuna (라쿠나) - 날개 (Wings) 01:28:02 우물 (OOMOOL) - 백화 (Whitening) #이달의인디 #플레이리스트 #인디음악 #인디추천 - More about MUN HWA IN ▶https://www.munhwain.kr ▶https://www.facebook.com/munhwainkr ▶https://www.instagram.com/munhwain_official ▶https://spoti.fi/3oph4ja (Spotify playlist) ▶http://blog.naver.com/munhwain_official ▶https://twitter.com/munhwainkr 문화인 - MUN HWA IN
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