#Quỳnh
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andiee-bedroom · 9 days ago
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THE OLD GUARD 2 TRAILER JUST DROPPED! THE OLD GUARD 2 TRAILER JUST DROPPED! THE OLD GUARD 2 TRAILER JUST DROPPED!
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krimsnkramsart · 1 year ago
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linaxart · 2 years ago
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Andy and Quỳnh in Buenos Aires' marcha del orgullo <3
for @theartguard June's theme, Pride!
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grounded-gryphon · 5 months ago
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I Reject your Quỳnh and Substitute my Own -- Part 5 (Finale)
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It took Quỳnh years to believe they weren't coming for her. More years to accept it. It hurt. Even though she'd run from them herself it hurt to know that they weren't interested in finding her. That she was forever alone.
Decades passed, slow and predictable in the small, poor villages where she made her home. From the glimpses she had through Booker's dreams, the wider world was changing, quickly. Railroads spread across the land, great ships belching black smoke, and other, subtler, changes.
At some point, according to the dreams, Booker and his family became obsessed with the ocean, with treasure hunting. They had a boat they took out repeatedly, using nets to trawl the ocean floor. Looking for… something.
The truth, when she finally figured it out, rocked her to her core. A nightmare of a dream. (Of course, all of Quỳnh's dreams were nightmares. Drowning again and again every time she closed her eyes.) But this nightmare wasn't hers. Booker was on the boat, hauling in the net -- again empty of everthing but mud and sea life, and Andromache, pushed to the limit by… something… began to scream. She cried out Quỳnh's name, and tried to hurl herself over the side of the boat, only being stopped by Niccoli, who ignored all her attacks on him to hold her until Yusuf could come and wrap her in a hug from the other side while Booker stood by watching, apparently not knowing what to do with a broken Andromache.
They were looking for her. They thought she was still trapped in the ocean. What in the world had Booker been dreaming about… oh, she realized. He's not sharing my life. He's sharing my dreams.
She laughed until she cried as the realization sank in. They did look for her. Obsessively, now that they had the tools. And they would never find her because they were looking in the completely wrong place. She cried until she had cried herself back to sleep, to her own dreams, and nothing more.
Quỳnh lost track of them for a time, lost herself in her own small life. She moved slowly across Asia, longing for somewhere familiar and even knowing everything from her first life was long gone, seeking it in her once-homeland.
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She was pulled from her stupor by the sudden onset of a new set of dreams. A new sibling she would never meet.
But the dreams that came next… dreams that matched neatly with the news of an attack on a medical research facility and the death of the tycoon who owned it. Quỳnh recognized Andromache's signature mayhem in the damage and between the dreams and the news was able to piece together the most important pieces of the story.
Somehow, someone had learned about them and captured Niccoli and Yusuf for experimentation.
And she hadn't been there. Her weakness meant she had nearly lost them forever.
She didn't know why Booker was alone now, why he was drinking himself to sleep most nights. But… he was safe. He had no part in her nightmares, never been captured with her, never abandoned her. (None of them had abandoned her. She KNEW that….)
But Booker felt safe, and he was alone. So she waited until he was out one day to slip into his home. She searched it thoroughly, making sure that it really was safe. No bugs, no hidden ambushes… her paranoia, she had accepted, was probably a permanent part of her now.
Then she brewed herself a cup of tea -- more to keep her hands busy than anything else -- and waited for him to come home.
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thainguyenhoaithuong · 2 years ago
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myxomycota · 2 years ago
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Ceratiomyxa fruticulosa
by fungiphotoholic
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cinematicjourney · 1 year ago
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Inside the Yellow Cocoon Shell (2023) | dir. Phạm Thiên Ân
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coolvietnamlove · 1 year ago
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Bac Son Valley, Quỳnh Sơn, Bắc Sơn District, Lạng Sơn, Vietnam: Bac Son Valley is a Nature preserve in Vietnam. Bac Son is a plateau that is nearly 160 km north of Hanoi. In this town, people grow nice, tapioca, vegetable, and cattle farms. Incredible high mountains and the valley's paddy fields together create a great scenic landscape.
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upinyourcortex · 2 months ago
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my one petty silly wish that won't come true for tog 2 is to hear booker speak french with an accurate southern accent. matthias you're a good actor i know you can do it
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lonedeewolf · 1 year ago
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kiều and romane
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linaxart · 1 year ago
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Smoke break
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fromjk · 1 year ago
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Vì ta biết trong những giấc mộng ngọt ngào nhất, nàng sẽ đến. Nàng ôm ấp và vỗ về, nàng an ủi rằng mọi chuyện sẽ ổn thôi. Và nỗi nhớ giữa ta và nàng rồi cũng sẽ được ôm lấy sâu trong tận tiềm thức. Nàng đi.
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ilikedetectives · 2 years ago
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Seeing the Viet translation mod reminds me if Minthara goes from tôi/cô pronoun pair when you first meet her, and then changes to ta/nàng during the altar convo, I think my Kalius (and future durge) will make rivers out of blood and mountains out of skulls like I'm so serious. And if you cheat on her with Mizora, that will definitely change to ta/ngươi and that's an indicator shit is about go down lol
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monpham · 1 year ago
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[...]
Bây giờ, anh mới hiểu hết câu nói trong kịch Shakespeare:
Tồn tại hay không tồn tại?
Không có nghĩa là sống hay không sống
Mà là hành động hay không hành động, nhận thức hay không nhận thức, tác động vào cuộc đời hay quay lưng lại nó?
Anh không băn khoăn mình có tài hay kém tài, thành công hay thất bại
Chỉ day dứt một điều: làm sao với những sự vật bình thường
Những ngày tháng bình thường
Như chiếc hộp con, như tờ lịch trên tường
Ta biến thành con tàu, thành tấm vé
Những ban mai lên đường
--Cho Quỳnh những ngày xa , Lưu Quang Vũ
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Em mua rau ở chợ về, em chụm diêm nhóm lửa
Chúng ta nhận ra nhau giữa triệu con người
Anh thấy trán em lo âu, anh nghe tiếng em cười
Một thực tại rất gần, một thực tại có thể đưa tay là nắm được
Em ngẩng đầu, mái tóc đen cắt ngắn
Đôi mắt to vừa dịu lành vừa gay gắt
Nhìn thấy đời anh nỗi khổ niềm vui
Biến niềm tin lẻ loi thành niềm tin của hai người
Những ngày của riêng anh những ngày của riêng em bây giờ chung một
Chung nhau chân trời chung nhau trang sách
Chung nhau một ngọn đèn và khung cửa mưa rơi
Thời bi kịch thảm thương của những nàng Juliet đã qua rồi
Chúng ta có hai bàn tay để gìn giữ vun trồng làm việc
Đường xa lắm mà đời người thật ngắn
Phải có sức lực và lương ăn cho mỗi chuyến đi
Phải hiểu thấu mọi điều để thắng nỗi hoài nghi
Để sống với đời thường và sống cùng giấc mơ phía trước
Dù sao cuộc đời đã giành em lại cho anh
Điều mong ước đầu tiên điều ở lại sau cùng
Chúng ta đi bên nhau trên mặt đất
Dẫu chỉ riêng điều đó là có thật
Đủ cho anh mãi mãi biết ơn đời
-- Em (1974), Lưu Quang Vũ
-- Picture: Phú Yên, when head in the cloud.
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aou5733 · 7 months ago
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cinematicjourney · 9 months ago
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Inside the Yellow Cocoon Shell (2023) | dir. Phạm Thiên Ân
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