lindira
lindira
“In these stories lie great power.”
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Indie Author of THE FALL BEFORE FLIGHT, an epic fantasy novel. Gamer, Writer, Nerd, Feminist, Filipina. Dragon Age and BG3 nut. Pavellan, Rookanis, and Tavstarion shipper. Tiefling Rogue-Paladin. She/her. Header art by merwild. Icon by commander-sarahs-art.
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lindira · 4 hours ago
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"Why does Spite need feet?"
"To dance. With Rook."
@rookappreciationweek ...cuz Spite appreciates Rook :3
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lindira · 5 hours ago
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Apparently, the moment you turn 31, you need to get offline. The internet is no place for adults over 30 years of age.
This is just weird.
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lindira · 5 hours ago
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dont let the heatwave make u stop eating soup. the time for cold dessert soups is upon us. u must always be soup maxxing
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lindira · 5 hours ago
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Just saw a post asking how tall people are and now I want to make it a poll. Apologies to people in the fringe height categories, you do not get specifics.
I had to consult a chart for this
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lindira · 6 hours ago
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A gorgeous commission from the very talented @beemot of Viago de Riva and his vial of aphrodisiac from my viago x rook fic Pretty Little Crow 🥰🐦‍⬛
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lindira · 10 hours ago
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lindira · 12 hours ago
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When Rook is twenty-eight, and Emmrich fifty-four, Emmrich takes Rook's hand gently and tells her that they must fully consider what it means for him to be so much older. To attach herself to him, when he is so close to his own decline, is folly—
Rook looks at him directly, waiting until his downcast eyes meet hers.
"I'm a Grey Warden," Rook tells him. "I know how to make every year that I am given count."
When Rook is thirty-one, and Emmrich fifty-seven, as Emmrich presses a kiss against the back of Rook's bare shoulder, Rook admits in a small voice: "I have, at most, fifteen years left to live."
In the warm darkness of their bedroom, the quiet stretches like the last moment after a crystal has been struck, just before the world falls again into silence.
"Not if I have anything to say about it," Emmrich vows.
When the bells peal, sunlight and thrown petals and grains and joyous laughter raining down on them in equal measure, when Emmrich clasps her hands and says I give you my heart and soul. I will honor and cherish you each and every day of our lives— his voice sounds exactly the same.
When Rook is thirty-seven, and Emmrich sixty-three, she finds him on the floor of his laboratory, overcome by weeping.
"I have it," Emmrich tells her. "I have it. The Blight will progress no further in you."
She rocks him on the floor for a full hour as he sobs with the heart-rending relief, clutching her as if afraid to ever let her go.
When Rook is forty-six, and Emmrich seventy-two, Emmrich claims that most of his smile lines are Rook's doing.
"And many of the worry ones, too," Rook teases gently, brushing her thumb over her favorite, the divot closest to his right eyebrow.
Decades of love settle over a person as tangibly as gravity: they are both radiant with it.
They watch the sun set together, as they have done hundreds of times, hand in hand. Emmrich waits until the last sliver of pink has left the clouds before he turns to Rook to speak.
"I have learned that my solution was flawed," Emmrich admits very quietly. "The Blight in you will be at bay only so long as I live."
The light of the first rising star is reflected in Emmrich's gleaming, tear filled eyes.
Rook raises their joined hands to her mouth, kissing the back of his.
"I am older than I ever thought I would live," Rook says tenderly. "This life is enough, love."
The words soften Emmrich's expression, but fail to touch the grief in his eyes.
"It is more than enough," Rook tells him, at fifty-two.
"You think I want to live in a world without you in it?" she tells him at fifty-six.
"I love you," she tells him, every day.
"Every word in every love poem ever written isn't enough to say just how much I love you."
Emmrich peers at her over his thick glasses, pausing in his reading of the book of sonnets.
"Should I stop, then?" Emmrich teases.
"No," Rook says, settling her head more comfortably in his lap.
He runs one knotted, shaking hand through her grey hair, presses a kiss to her forehead. Rook closes her eyes.
When Rook is fifty-seven, and Emmrich eight-three, he slips away in the night. She wakes, as always, with her hand in his. She lies quietly for a long time, her eyes bleakly dry, knowing that this time is the last.
Most deaths feel sudden, in the end.
And yet every griever knows: it is still possible, somehow, to survive the removal of a heart.
After Rook has stood for two hours at the funeral, crying mechanically and stopping just as suddenly, Manfred guides her away.
"It's time to sit down, Mother," Manfred tells her gently. "Would you like water? Tea?"
Even fifteen years after beginning his travels, Manfred still sounds so much like Emmrich. The place where her heart is meant to be aches. Rook lets him settle her in a chair, and bring her the blend of tea that he designed just for her.
"There are two more bequeathments to distribute from Father's will," Manfred tells her. "He wanted both to be delivered by my hand."
The first is an elegant leather-bound book, intricately tooled, with fine gilded additions. It's carved with both their favorite flowers, intertwined. Rook opens the cover with shaking hands.
The lines are labelled with a date, with a single sentence accompanying it, penned in Emmrich's fine hand. Each is a message to her. It began almost four years ago, but— the book is far too full. Every page is written in. Rook flips forward to find that Emmrich wrote a line for every day for the next three decades.
"He should have spared himself the pain of writing so much," Rook says. "The Blight will have me far sooner than that!"
Manfred silently hands her an envelope. On its front is written:
To my darling Rook.
Rook reads the letter. She stares at Manfred, uncomprehending.
Manfred embraces her, pressing his forehead to hers in his version of a kiss to the cheek.
"The Blight won't take you at all, Mother," Manfred says gently. "He transferred the spell to me eight months ago."
Through a veil of tears, Rook sees that every neat line in Emmrich's book ends the same way.
I love you.
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lindira · 14 hours ago
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Saw some of this on BlueSky, but in case anyone needs it: CDC recommended immunization schedules, Wayback Machine-archived from 2024.
Birth to 6 Years Old
7 to 18 Years Old
Adulthood
Don't rely on Internet Archive either, download these as PDFs (you can do that from the "print" link on the archived page).
If you're a parent, tell your doctor that you want these vaccines on this schedule for your child, even if/when the CDC changes their recommendations.
If you're an adult, or soon to be, and believe you may have missed any of these vaccines as a child, talk to your doctor about accessing your vaccination record and getting caught up. Many (most?) states also have an online vaccination record lookup.
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lindira · 15 hours ago
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I’ve heard back from two of my advance readers and they both really love my book so far. One of them has been gushing about it to me on Instagram as she’s been reading, and it’s so amazing to have total strangers finally read it and fall in love with this story. ❤️❤️❤️
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lindira · 15 hours ago
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lindira · 1 day ago
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I don't know what those '90s sci Fi TV writers were putting in their shows but I wish they'd start doing it again
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lindira · 1 day ago
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Associated Press / Jae C. Hong
🧊 has NOT stopped terrorizing Los Angeles and the rest of SoCal. LAist today released a pretty comprehensive list of organizations trying to aid those who may have been affected by the ongoing attacks on the community. I want to share them here for others and encourage everyone to look at other ways you can help, from anywhere and everywhere.
Please also consider, before you continue scrolling, donating to LAist to protect their work. LAist is an affiliate of NPR, another entity under threat by fascism.
Financial Aid
» The 805UndocuFund Emergency Assistance Fund is offering financial aid to those with detained family members in Ventura, Santa Barbara and San Luis Obispo counties. The emergency fund can be used for rent, utility bills and transportation. (805) 870-8855.  » The L.A. Street Vendor Solidarity Fund was created to provide direct monetary support for street vendors facing economic loss. 
Education
» Los Angeles Unified (LAUSD) expanded its summer class options in response to widespread immigration raids. Here’s a guide by LAist on what the programs are like and how to sign up. 
Food
» The YMCA of Metropolitan Los Angeles is offering to drop off groceries or other essential items. Several locations are also acting as collection sites where people can drop off food and other essentials. Contact [email protected] or call (323) 244-9077. » No Us Without You LA is a public charity providing food assistance to the immigrant community. They are accepting donations to support their efforts.  » Raices con Voz is a mutual aid group supporting undocumented families by dropping off groceries and other essentials. They may be reached directly through Insta @raicesconvozph. » Aqui Para la Comunidad is also shopping and delivering groceries to people afraid to be out in public. Request assistance through the group’s form here. » The city of El Monte, in collaboration with the El Monte Business Alliance, launched a rapid response initiative, helping families with food distribution, legal aid and case intake. Residents can call (800) 622-4302.
Employment
» UndocuProfessionals is collecting a list of entry-level and remote opportunities for undocumented people who lost their jobs or cannot work due to the ICE raids. Here are the listings. 
Health
» L.A. Care patients can access healthcare remotely through virtual visits, on the phone and on video call appointments. Here is their website.  » For immediate mental health emergencies, call or text the Suicide and Crisis Lifeline at 988 , or visit the 988 website for online chat options.
Rapid response networks / legal aid
» Los Angeles Rapid Response Network: (888) 624-4752 » Long Beach ÓRALE: (562) 245-9575 » Boyle Heights/East Los Angeles: (323) 805-1049
The Orange County Rapid Response Network also offers multiple, downloadable guides, including what to plan for in case a family member is detained or arrested, finding someone through 🧊’s detainee locator system, and a list of free legal resources.
VietRISE has information and resources for Vietnamese community members facing deportation and those supporting them.
Immigrant Defenders Law Center is available to support community members detained by 🧊 and their families. Call (213) 833-8283, Monday through Friday from 9 a.m. to 4 p.m.
The Immigration Advocates Network offers a database to find legal services. The database includes nonprofits that offer free or low-cost legal services.
» Source: LAist
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lindira · 1 day ago
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Wrath
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lindira · 1 day ago
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editing is so funny because it's like "damn, i wrote 'before' two times within three paragraphs. they are going to stone me in the town square for this"
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lindira · 1 day ago
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Wimdy
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lindira · 2 days ago
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🐥🐣🐤
my telegram: @sir_lance_official
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lindira · 2 days ago
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The purpose of life is to get really into stories that drive you so crazy you sometimes feel the need to throw up from how much you love them
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