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Booker didn’t want to know

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Breaking: Husbands have one (1) fight over the course of 900 years - make each other cry because they couldnt stand to see the other one crying.

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Nicky immediately bursting into tears in the middle of the street upon discovering that his beloved husband of over 900 years is a LIAR is honestly so relatable.

We love our emotional Italian king.

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Nicky + destiny

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THE OLD GUARD 2 || Joe & Nicky

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I have so much affection for these models of mundane things found in Middle Kingdom tombs. What a beautiful glimpse into the every day lives of people 4000 years ago.

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THIRTY-ONE DAYS OF JIEJIE(LY) — day fifteen with bonus didi !

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Nicky & Joe || The Old Guard 2

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‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves A stately pleasure-dome decreed. And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

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Sponsored by Puglia's tourism board....

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Dungeon Tryouts: The Party Game of Fantasy Misadventure by Peter Chiykowski — Kickstarter

I'm illustrating a card game, and the Kickstarter is officially LIVE!

Dungeon Tryouts brings together the laughing-so-much-you-can't-breathe hijinks of an RPG session going off the rails with the fun, easy format of a party game. 

It's like D&D meets Apples to Apples meets Whose Line Is It Anyway?, except even non-D&D players and introverts can enjoy the game.

The premise? You run an adventuring agency where you try to find quests for wannabe adventurers.

The problem? The heroes in your roster all have quirks that make them hard to hire. They aren't exactly the cream of the crop–and neither are the gigs you have for them.

It's your job to pitch your hopeful heroes at quest auditions, spinning their weaknesses as strengths in the hopes of scoring them the job. In the tradition of adventure fantasy, you'll need to use your imagination.

Dungeon Tryouts is designed for 3-6 players (or up to 10 players with the Big Jobs Expansion). Check it out!

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207. (Episode 8)

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How do we know you haven't sold us out again, Book? Well, I, uh... I guess you don't.

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My boyfriend has really vivid, elaborate dreams. He’ll often wake up and talk about some grand narrative- travel, exploration, politics, performances. I’ve always been a little jealous, he can hold really good plots together for them sometimes.

But anyway, this does have a downside; vivid, elaborate dreams make for vivid, elaborate nightmares. I can usually tell when it’s one of those nights, since he grinds his teeth pretty badly.

I was never quite sure what to do when I knew he was having a bad time of it, though the grinding alone was enough to worry me and push me towards intervening. I used to just shake him gently, hope to rouse him just enough to reset the dream or something, but it wasn’t too effective and anyway waking him up all the time isn’t good for rest.

I’m rather proud of the strategy I eventually settled on: gently, so as not to wake him up, I’d lay one arm across his hands, wrapping his fingers around me so that he was holding on. Nightmares being nightmares, I can usually count on a pretty tight grip when this happens.

It may seem a little odd, but consider that holding on to something with both hands is typically a very agentic frame of mind. We hold on to things that give us power, in one way or another, and possessing objects often makes us feel powerful in some respects. That has consequences, even for a dreaming mind.

I knew it was working when he woke up rather mystified from one such dream, and told me that he’d been running through the caverns of some dungeon or cave system, pursued by monsters, but then all of a sudden he was holding a giant anime sword and fought them off instead. So I got to be a sword for him that night, I was delighted.

I don’t usually get to know exactly what happened, since even for a very vivid dreamer like Ritter, nine tenths of these things get forgotten. But I know I’ve been things like door handles, steering wheels, stuff like that. And even when I don’t know what I am to him, he doesn’t grind his teeth nearly as much- the sleep is deeper and more peaceful, so I get plenty of feedback that it’s working.

It’s such a perfect encapsulation of love in microcosm, isn’t it? No matter how much you mean to them, and how much they mean to you, the gap between two conscious lives is fundamentally separating you. But fundamental does not mean insurmountable. There’s this whole world in him, full of dreams and perspectives that I’ll never truly experience. But I will be a part of those worlds all the same, finding little ways here and there to make sure that the dreams of me make him a better, stronger, and happier person.

Or at least, so one hopes. It’s a difficult challenge, and things often go awry. But usually you get at least a little lucky.

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NASA’s James Webb Space Telescope’s near-infrared view of the Cat’s Paw Nebula reveals mini “toe beans.” Massive young stars are carving the gas and dust while their bright starlight is producing a bright nebulous glow. Eventually this turbulent region will quench star formation.

Credit: NASA, ESA, CSA, STScI.

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Not much of an exile if you're dropping in to deliver groceries... And you were the one screaming for his head.