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fuckthissht · 4 months
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No estoy preparada para verte enamorandote de alguien mas. No estoy lista para dejarte ir, aceptar la derrota y entender que yo nunca estuve destinada ese lugar.
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brokeassgoing · 5 months
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"There Are Two Types of People In This World: Those Who Yell Out Their Attack Names, and Those Who Don't"
See, the thing about being a city boy is you don't know a pine tree from an oak. You don't know an anthill from a pile of crap-- actually, forget that one. That's obvious. Whatever, Badou's a city boy. The sprawling fields, the too-noisy forest, the chill in the air-- it's eerie. Leaves him feeling uneasy, his single eye flicking to every bit of movement he thinks he sees, every shadow.
"If you're gonna bury me out here and lied about that stupid wood thing, I'm not gonna go easy. I will shit, I'm not afraid to."
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The company sucks, also! Badou doesn't know how Deidara convinced him to look for their own Yule Log things, but here they are. It's still late afternoon, but the redhead knows it gets dark quick out here in the wild.
@chaoticclaybomber
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dedeuteros · 1 month
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an array of kip and fitz (and one Emperor Costume)
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stone-stars · 1 month
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songs in c3e57: cold hard truths (timestamps from the ad-free version. does not include the generic combat music. "a wizard's tournament" is the recap song.)
Home is Where the Hearth is - 8:20
Secret Basement - 10:30
Left is Left and Right is Center - 12:28
Soul Coins/Deal with a Devil - 17:37
Secret Basement - 19:29
Spearmint & Tea Leaves - 21:24 and 25:05
A Fairy Remembers - 31:12
Haunting Visages - 33:11
Unknown Tome - 38:50
Corrupted - 41:51
The Pact - 43:19
Escape from Smuggler's Bounty - 45:37
Puzzled - 1:01:19
Bronzebeard Baddies - 1:03:45
Corrupted - 1:09:22
The Prodigal Sister - 1:11:25
Bronzebeard Baddies - 1:19:15
A Fairy Remembers - 1:21:29
Spearmint & Tea Leaves - 1:23:26, 1:24:52, and 1:25:51
A Friend for Life - 1:28:11
Unknown Tome - 1:31:40
context for each song + notes under the cut!
Home is Where the Hearth is - 8:20 - Callie playing a countercharm as they enter the next part of the caverns
Secret Basement - 10:30 - Discussing the next challenge being solo
Left is Left and Right is Center - 12:28 - Sol gives Callie back some spell slots w/ ki
Soul Coins/Deal with a Devil - 17:37 - Discussing where to send the serpents
Secret Basement - 19:29 - Listening for what door to go down
Spearmint & Tea Leaves - 21:24 and 25:05 - Callie entering her challenge / Callie and the memory of her mother
A Fairy Remembers - 31:12 - The board game table rises up
Haunting Visages - 33:11 - Sol sees the images/visions of Swag
Unknown Tome - 38:50 - Black smoke appears and the Swags attack
Corrupted - 41:51 - Gowan admits he's made a deal with Alexandrite
The Pact - 43:19 - Calder trying to persuade Gowan
Escape from Smuggler's Bounty - 45:37 - Gowan proposes settling it through wrestling
Puzzled - 1:01:19 - Oliana explains the game
Bronzebeard Baddies - 1:03:45 - Oliana and Callie playing chess
Corrupted - 1:09:22 - Alexandrite!Swag is revealed after being defeated
The Prodigal Sister - 1:11:25 - Swag says goodbye
Bronzebeard Baddies - 1:19:15 - Oliana and Callie playing chess
A Fairy Remembers - 1:21:29 - Callie wins
Spearmint & Tea Leaves - 1:23:26, 1:24:52, and 1:25:51 - Oliana's last advice to Callie
A Friend for Life - 1:28:11 - Duck team reunites on the bridge
Unknown Tome - 1:31:40 - Black smoke appears and the giants defrost
New songs: "Spearmint & Tea Leaves" and "Home is Where the Hearth is" Unlisted in the credits: "Puzzled" and "The Prodigal Sister"
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navigh0st · 23 days
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"CLARA BOW" and "I CAN DO IT WITH A BROKEN HEARTH" by TAYLOR SWIFT are sooo ALL MIGHT CODED, I'm going to kill myself.
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kaguramidori · 8 months
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Reseña- Érase Una Vez Un Corazón Roto
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Tenía ganas de leer este libro hace bastante tiempo. La poca información que tenía es que pertenece al mismo universo la saga Caraval (la cual no he leído) y que a mucha gente le encanto, veré si mi caso será el mismo.
La historia trata sobre Evangeline, una joven risueña que cree en las historias con los finales de cuento de hadas y para evitar que su prometido se case en una boda que se celebrará dentro de poco, acude a la ayuda de Jacks, el temible Príncipe de corazones.
Suelo tener las expectativas moderadas con los libros que se vuelven conocidos de golpe, este es uno de esos casos donde mis expectativas fueron superadas ampliamente. El mundo es un cuento de hadas muy bonito a simple vista, pero el libro te deja en claro que tras esa magia hay mucho peligro, lo cual es maravilloso. Capaz el inicio es medio denso dado que está introduciendo los elementos básicos de este mundo y a parte de Evangeline, que es un personaje muy bonito, o Jacks, que te mantiene en alerta, pero a su vez tenes una fascinación hacia él, los demás son medio básicos dando como ejemplo a Apollo o Luc. Pero en la segunda mitad para adelante tenes que estar atento a todo lo que sucede, no podés confiar en nadie y el final te deja con muchas ganas de seguir con el libro que le sigue.
Calificación: 8,5/10
Ahora hablaré de los puntos buenos y malos (si es que los hay creo), como siempre en esta parte soltare spoilers por doquier, léela bajo tu propia responsabilidad.
Puntos Positivos
• Evangeline Fox, la protagonista
Evangeline es un personaje que poco a poco vas comprendiendo porque ella actúa de cierta manera, creció con la idea de que los cuentos de hadas pueden ser una realidad de la mano de todas las historias fantásticas que le comentaba su madre sobre el Glorioso Norte. Una joven que poco a poco se va dando cuenta que, si bien varias de esas historias son reales, los finales felices no siempre se dan y enfrenta la cruel realidad de que puede haber gente con malas intenciones. Por eso peca a veces de ser muy ingenua con algunas situaciones como su enamoramiento con Luc, pero debido a este transfundo puedo entender estas actitudes por parte de ella. Además de en varias ocasiones donde se vio en aprietos busca alternativas en base a la información que tiene para salvar su vida.
• Jack, el Príncipe de Corazones
Jack es uno de esos personajes que llaman mi atención desde el primer momento. La protagonista no confía del todo en él, se desconocen cuáles son sus verdaderas intenciones y el porqué de ellas. Sumado a eso están todas las leyendas e historias que lo rodean. Siempre que él aparecía en escena, el libro se volvía mucho más interesante de golpe.
• Algunos personajes secundarios
Claro, no todos los personajes secundarios fueron de mi agrado, pero hay algunos que se me hicieron interesantes. La que más interesante se me hizo de los recurrentes fue Marisol, combinando la falta de comunicación de esta, sus acciones extrañas (como comprar un libro con recetas mágicas) y los pensamientos internos de Evangeline, provocaba que desconfiara de ella a lo largo de todo el libro. Otros como Lala o Caos se me hicieron interesantes y me cayeron bastante bien, pero siento que si hubieran sido más recurrentes habrían destacado más.
• Construcción del mundo
Las leyendas, las criaturas que aparecen a lo largo del libro, los Destinos, los bailes, las descripciones de los distintos lugares. Todo en conjunto forma un entorno muy interesante y de alguna manera sientes que formas parte de él. Eso sí, al ser tan complejo el mundo hay que tomar en cuenta los pequeños detalles.
• Plot Twists
Iba armando un poco mis teorías y había cosas de las que sospechaba como que Evangeline formaba parte de una profecía por su color particular de pelo en contraste al resto de personajes. Pero otras me tomaron desprevenida, como que el verdadero asesino de Apollo fue su hermano.
Es solo un punto negativo el que tengo, pero me gustaría comentarlo igual.
Punto Negativo
• Algunos personajes medio sosos
Más que nada alguno como Apollo o Luc, haciendo más hincapié en el primero, porque en una gran parte del libro era el estando estúpidamente enamorado de Evangeline, esa parte se me hizo bastante aburrida, lo que me seguía manteniendo enganchada con la lectura eran las interacciones que tenía Evangeline con Jacks o sus monólogos internos. Y Luc es demasiado soso, como personaje no tiene nada de interesante.
Érase una vez un corazón roto superó mis expectativas y siempre había algún elemento que me mantenía enganchada a la lectura. Tengo muchas ganas de leer La balada de nunca jamás, necesito saber que pasa luego de ese final.
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campfire-collective · 2 years
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does anyone have ovenless dessert recipes
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gratiae-mirabilia · 2 years
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i’m not saying it’s causal but there’s some kind of relationship between women wearing pants and *gestures vaguely* all of this
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awakened-harmony · 2 years
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@bythebonefire​ - How tall? (Ferno’s 6’2”)
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Me, drawing ferno again even just for a ask? yes, vita is not tall fqehk
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thursdayschild76 · 4 months
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"Love just a Lie, made to make you Blue"
Every my Loves hurts.
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"Love hurts, love scars, love wounds and marks Any heart not tough or strong enough Take a lot of pain, take a lot of pain Love is like a cloud, holds a lot'ta rain
Love hurts Love hurts
I may be slow, but even so I know a thing or two, I learned from you I really learned a lot, really learned a lot Love is like a flame, burns you when it's hot
Love hurts Love hurts Love hurts
Some fools rave of happiness Blissfulness, togetherness Some fools fool themselves I guess They're not foolin' me
But I know it isn't true Well, I know it isn't true Love is just a lie Made to make you blue
Love hurts Love hurts
Yeah well, I know it isn't true Well, I know it isn't true Love is just a lie Made to make you blue Love hurts Love hurts Love hurts
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fuckthissht · 2 years
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Me han robado las palabras,
han vaciado mi cerebro esperando que no lo notara
Me han robado el corazón,
incluso cuando pensé que ya no tenia.
Me han dejado abandonada,
al borde del colapso.
Y bailando entre las ruinas, esperaba encontrar tu mano.
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brokeassgoing · 5 months
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"A Lawless Town Tends to Attract a Bunch of Whoohooey Folk"
There might be something magical about being able to reunite with a friend who doesn't remember you, whom you don't remember, upon ice (instead of water, or on a boat) -- or maybe that's reading too much into it. Either way, Donald's been a great friend in the past couple of weeks, a powerhouse of a social butterfly. He wonders if he's overcompensating for....well, everything. Badou appreciates it, and humors his birdy friend.
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"You're gonna haveta get a lot of booze into me before you get me on that ice," Badou grumbles, tugging his collar up closer to his face.
"Can you even skate??" Maybe that's disrespectful to ask.
@unluckyuncle
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franckpellegrino · 9 months
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3/4 Bath - Bathroom Inspiration for a small coastal 3/4 blue tile and ceramic tile marble floor, beige floor and single-sink bathroom remodel with flat-panel cabinets, distressed cabinets, a two-piece toilet, white walls, a console sink, white countertops, a niche and a freestanding vanity
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regulusrules · 27 days
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We're TRENDINGG for no REASONN just like god DECREEDD, so here are 5 fics that would steal your breath away:
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1. My breaths are run by your compass by regulusrules. [T] [20K+] [post-camlann fix-it] [golden age but merlin stabs arthur in his heart first].
Not because it's my fic and it's genuinely so insane you won't believe it, but honestly, it's the best idea I've ever come up with, even better than the widely beloved my heart is readily yours. For me, it's the perfect continuation of their story, and the most unhinged plot twist you could find in a fic.
2. Half of my soul by @clockwrkpendrxgon. [G] [2K] [MCD] [golden age growing old together]
This fic is half of my soul, or what the poets say. It's so much better as an ending than what they've given us. At least this is filled with such golden love it makes you ache. At least this makes sense.
3. from hearth and ashes, we’re reborn by @remuscariad. [G] [5K] [canon era magic reveal].
This fic is so good you'll be on your knees from it. The prose, the characterization, the tropes used... it will linger in your mind and fester there from how beautiful it all is. And the art in it by @onepeppercorn... stunning.
4. Our broken pieces by @aramblingjay. [T] [10K] [canon era established relationship]
You can pry this fic from my cold dead hands. I will never stop recommending it until it gets the fame it deserves. One of the most beautiful fics ever written about them, and genuinely encompasses their characters so perfectly.
5. gentle as an early spring breeze by @prattery. [G] [2.5K] [canon divergence golden age]
They are alive and in love and we're all living in this fic because it's what they righteously deserved. The way their life was written here and the love between them... I swear this author could write anything and I'd kudos it before even reading it.
[For more recs]
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darthblueknight · 11 months
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Bathroom - Beach Style Bathroom Small coastal 3/4 blue tile and ceramic tile marble floor, beige floor, and single-sink bathroom idea with flat-panel cabinets, distressed cabinets, a two-piece toilet, white walls, a console sink, white countertops, a niche, and a freestanding vanity are all included.
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saetoru · 9 months
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✩ ‧₊˚ ✩ JUST YOURS — LYNEY.
contents. archon quest spoilers, reader finds out lyney is from the house of the hearth—and all the drama + betrayal that comes from that </3 so big rip </3 but it has a hopeful ending tho !!
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lyney has knocked on your door three times today—you haven’t opened up once. you can’t.
“please,” you can hear his muffled voice, “i just want to talk. will you let me explain?”
magicians must always make their audience believe in the impossible, he’s always told you with that sweet, alluring little smile on his face that makes you hang onto every word of his. he’s right, you think—magicians are simply those who have mastered the art of deception, and lyney is no exception. he’s deceiving you even now, with that broken voice as if he’s the one who’s hurt.
word spreads fast in fontaine—lyney, your sweet, romantic, devoted lyney, is of the house of the hearth. his trial mortifies you at first—but deep down, you know in your heart that lyney is no murderer. and then, in an instant, you’re not so sure anymore when somehow, within less than a day, lady furina is able to uncover more about your boyfriend than you have in months.
lyney is of the house of the hearth. he’s of the fatui.
“i’m sorry,” you hear a thud of his forehead resting against the door, “you’re mad, i know—but let me explain the—”
for the first time all day, you open the door. you’re not sure why—somehow, you need him to know you’re not just mad. you’ve been mad at lyney before, being mad is easy. being mad means he’ll pull a rose from behind your ear and make you smile against your will. being mad means you’ll realize you can’t stay mad at him for long, not when he looks at you like that. being mad is temporary—but this? this feels permanent.
you’re not mad at lyney. you simply can’t trust him anymore, and he needs to know that, needs to understand that he should stay away and never find you again.
you’re glaring at him, staring at the face that has always done nothing but make you smile. you wonder, for a small, doubtful moment, if every smile lyney has ever pulled from you has been built off of pure lies and half truths and withheld information.
you’ve given him every bit of yourself, told him everything there is to tell and then some, let him discover things himself that no one has yet to learn. and lyney, as you learn, is someone you can’t even begin to know, not really—maybe not ever.
“you’re with the fatui,” your voice is cold, but you know he can hear the waver—you hate him for that. for being able to pick you apart when you don’t know the first thing about him, “you’ve lied to me all this time—”
“i didn’t lie,” he says quickly, “i just…didn’t tell you everything—”
“that’s not any better,” you cut him off, finality in your voice that makes his eyes widen a fraction, “i have no business with someone of the—”
“wait,” his foot stops the door before it can close, stepping in despite your protests as he inches closer and closer. you take a step back every time—the hurt on his face is palpable. “can…can i explain? please?”
“explain what?” you furrow your eyebrows, “explain that you’re with the fatui? how is there any explaining that? how can you look me in the eye and tell me you’re not bad—”
“i’m not,” he insists, “i’m not bad.”
lyney has never looked at you like that—like you’ve hurt him right where he’s most vulnerable, right where he’s weak and fragile and can’t bear to be hurt. you hate that you want to apologize for a moment, that you want to cradle his face and kiss the tremble off of his lips.
“then what are you?” you challenge, crossing your arms.
“i’m trying to save people,” he croaks, “our organization has a lot of people—a lot of goals. father and i want to—”
“your father has hurt people,” you cut him off.
“father saved me,” he says firmly, “and lynette. she gave us a home. and she wants to save the people of this nation—”
“she’s taken advantage of your weakness and—”
“she did what no one else would for me and my family.”
“then go,” you spit, “go to her and do her bidding. but i can’t turn a blind eye to the fact that you’re with the fatui.”
“even as a member of the house, my decisions are my own,” his hand grabs yours—you can’t find it in yourself to pull it away. it’s familiar, warm—it’s lyney. your lyney. “i’m doing what i believe is right. to break the prophecy.”
“i don’t know what you’re trying to do,” you admit, tired, defeated, “or who you are, frankly. but i’m tired of lies, lyney.”
“then i’ll tell you the truth,” his voice trembles, “anything you ask.”
“i’m not sure that’ll help,” you say quietly.
and then his arms are wrapped tightly around you, his head tucking into the crook of your neck as he pulls you close. you want to push him away. you want to melt into his arms. you want to tell him to leave. you want to ask him to always stay.
lyney is of the house of the hearth, the fatui. but he’s also your lyney—the one who brings you flowers and tucks them behind your ear, the one who does tricks for children and makes them smile, the one who gives his heart and soul for his family to keep them safe.
you don’t know if the two can coexist as one, but you know despite it all, you still love lyney, and you don’t know if you can stop. the thought is haunting.
“i’ve always done what i believe is right,” he promises, “i’ve never hurt someone innocent. you have to know that much.”
“lyney—”
“i love you,” his voice breaks, “i’ve always loved you as just lyney. i promise.”
“i’m scared of who you are when you’re not just lyney,” you whisper—and you suppose you’re also weak, because your hand slips into his hair, stroking through the strands so that if it’s the last time, maybe you can commit the feeling of him to memory.
you can feel his tears fall onto your skin, and you can feel his fingers grip your shirt as he clings onto you, onto the last bit of hope that you’re his—that he’s yours. your lyney, the one you’ve always known and loved.
“i’m always just lyney,” he promises, “no matter who i’m with.”
“i just…need time,” you sniffle, “to think.”
“okay,” he says quietly. you can feel his lip quiver against your skin as he presses a kiss to your neck, “i’ll wait. however long you need, i’ll wait. i love you.”
“i know, lyney,” you sigh, caving and pressing a gentle kiss to the side of his head. you savor the feeling—just in case you’ll never feel it again.
maybe you can—maybe he’s telling the truth. maybe lyney has always been yours, the one you think you know. you don’t know, but you hope you’ll find out.
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i would forgive him i can’t lie to you no amount of fatui crimes could outweigh how badly i need to kiss this little shrimp of mine
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