#and he did against all odds

[raggedy-spaceman]

Mr. Fell, bookseller and master of the art of prestidigitation

+ Bonus, the one time it mattered most

[storm-driver]

from here

[biigiiiii]

So this:

Leads to this:

Which leads to this:

Which allows vecna to do this:

Right? Right………. So then this:

Leads to this:

Which leads to:

???????????????? 👀👀👀👀👀

Will has had powers.

[operationmorewhitecollar]

It's a special day.

Of course Peter remembers.

Because it wasn't just any arrest.

Who would've guessed where they'd end up?

[fluffs-n-stuffs]

Amethio sweetie you're not beating the 'related to Gibeon' allegations anytime soon fr

[problemcore]

hiiii halfway? thru the story. hard as hell to avoid spoilers online i need to stay away 😭 rant in tags, spoilers for 2.2 . i already reached 30 tags wow 💀

[usagi-yoichi]

I really like chapter 196 for one main reason : it shows the difference between “égoïsme” and “égocentrisme”.

In French, those words respectively mean egotism and self centeredness but they sound so similar it’s easy to mistake one for another. Even in English, you’d tend to think they have the same meaning but I think this chapter how they’re fundamentally different personally traits. They affect the behavior differently.

Being egotistical means to puts oneself before all others - to prioritize your success over theirs if given a choice and to maximise your own chances. Being self centered means to acknowledge your and only your needs or desires.

The difference here is that while a self centered person could never cooperate with someone - only manipulate or use them -, an egotistical person could cooperate if it would enhance its chances at succeeding. For an egotistical person, there is only conflict with others’ choices and wants when they will hinder their own - a self centered individual doesn’t even take the possibility of others’ needs into consideration.

I believe Isagi is an egotistical but not a self centered person. He works to win - he doesn’t wish for it, doesn’t think it’s granted or believe anyone owes him anything. Victory is something he achieves for himself and with others. It’s something obtained by being rational and pragmatic, being lucid regarding his own abilities.

Egotism by Isagi means achieving victory by his own means and with his own capacities. Most of the time, it means scoring as he’s a striker, but if it’s not possible then it’s cooperating with others to create a situation in which everyone’s potential merges to overcome odds they couldn’t individually. To use and be used for the sake of victory. To win because you know you are able to and you want to. Being self centered means you’ll try to achieve victory regardless of your abilities because you believe you deserve so - that somehow things will work your way. Egoism means winning to grow and work to win.

[historyartthings]

Doing my bit getting those viewer numbers up rewatching becoming Elizabeth on channel 4

And I just realised Dudley pushing Gardiner down the stairs is made better (for lack of a better word lol) by the fact that historically John had slapped him at a council meeting late in Henry’s reign. so it’s like that push down the steps was years of irritation in the making

[hershelwidget]

When he Mafia AUs on your Inkling till you [The Mind Electric AMV]

I don't. Know what that caption is. I just wanted something funny to deter from the fact that this is probably the most threatening Inkling I'm ever gonna draw. why is he like that. peepaw stop glaring at someone in the distance like that you're scaring the crew

[schumigrace]

I love seeing people act like kimi has never shown a single emotion ever in his life like. the man is one of the most fun people on the planet go actually pay some attention to him

[spock-smokes-weed]

What gets me about Sam and Frodo’s relationship and their journey to Mordor is that Frodo never believed they were going to make it, at every turn he talked about how it was such an impossible feat for them to pull it off, while Sam always kept hope that they could do it. Sam’s hope and ability to keep Frodo’s spirits up despite the dire situation is why he’s so good and their relationship is so beautiful.

Frodo is struggling every day to keep his head above water, struggling to resist the ring while walking miles and miles right into the enemies hand, he has no room to hope with what he’s going through, so Sam hopes for him. He really does hold Frodo’s life in his hands and makes sure he can see it through to the end and make it out on the other side. His love for his friend is what got them up mount doom, to the point where he’s literally carrying him…. Bro I’m not okay.

[grinchwrapsupreme]

i love when a show gets far enough in that they stop caring about explaining how things happen and just go eh and kind of wave their hand over it

[reginrokkr]

» @maquiscursed asked [ AWAY ]: the sender, using their fingertips, tenderly sweeps a few strands of hair out of the receiver’s face so as to see them more clearly. (from neuvi to dain bc i'm drowning in thesis for a couple more hours BUT the long haired dain you sent me still lives rent free in my mind)

It is said that when one predict themselves to be in a vulnerable state in the foreseeable future, they will choose any place that could mildly do its job at providing them protection until they are back to health. While this statement may work for Dáinsleif at times, self-awareness of the circumstances that follow him— seek him to bring him down to his knees and submit. Reason why under special needs he must take special precautions.

Reason why he chose the depths of Érinnyes Forest as his place of momentary repose, just enough to let the deluge come to pass and all the people be brought to safety. Whenever Twilight treads these grounds, a sense of nostalgia and melancholy fills his chest, pleading him for warm home's respite. For someone like him that long ago has lost his home, this would be unconceivable, a result of delirium that comes from centuries of activity without ever stopping once to consider his own necessities. Not because he lacks them— he, as any other creature of celestial origins or otherwise, harbors his own yearnings.

Then why, one might ask, his soul and the word home combined tug at his heartstrings whenever he walks nearby this area? It is because none other than the willow amidst the lake deeper within the forest. Although different than the Axis Mundi that had compassion for his shattering soul, its Bough Keeper can recognize any manifestations of it on the overworld even when distance is so bold to stay between them.

Vulnerable and exposed as he is did the lunarescent seraph make his way to the top of the rock that serves as a base to the seemingly floating tree and sits there. Like a mother would to her child, leaves of blue react in providing soothing warmth through azure glow, branches extend even farther down near the grass as if to conceal him, lakelight lilies emit luminescent motes to further hide him in a protective maze only for select chosen ones with sufficient authority and recognition of a benevolent soul to be allowed pass to the now fleeting core of the tree.

And yet, even with this kind protection the Bough Keeper isn't entirely safe: for there are those who would gnaw at its roots just to have a way towards him. Like moths that rather than being attracted to light to bask in it, seek to destroy it so it won't bring more harm to them than it already had. I am sorry. One last thought crosses luminary's mind before he enters into a slumber, guilt forming within him as sentience of this tree's beginning of pain registers in his mind— and a promise to soothe its pain soon.

Look at you, all pitiful and weak for falling for that old dragon's enchantment. As it is customary, that nagging voice that would cause terrors to anyone unaccustomed to otherworldly presence connected to their soul returns with the coming of a tide of darkness when Ley Lines are disrupted, and thus the protection She grants to him against the advancement of the corruption dwindles. Once again you would act against your heart's desires. Do you not think you deserve better than to be used as a tool for saving someone else when you need saving the most?

I thought you would know better by now, after centuries of sowing torment within me— that I deserve nothing. Abyss' chaos is tempting, intoxicating as many who have fallen to its will would describe it. It knows what to whisper in one's ear, to beckon them to do the final jump into a pit of desolation and never ending darkness impossible to escape from once within. If there is one good thing unending guilt and endless self-loathing has, is that he cannot fall as easily to desires tainted with defilement.

And yet you would fall for his affections and sweetened words professing love for you. Isn't you who believes that love should heal, not hurt? Then, why would he seek to harm you at the expense of his selfish desire to put those sinners before you?

Fair eyebrows react, knitting in a frown. Coexisting with a man's will brings consequences such as baring his heart to him without intending to do so. This— this is the most dangerous of all in being too weak to repress his voice and presence. That he knows him all too well, even past his own fronts of negativity towards himself. No matter how many layers would call for an irremediable cause, he would know that deep down... his heart still longs for someone to be with him. Someone that filled with awareness of his own circumstances and self-imposed duties won't run away. Someone to share burdens with... someone to spark a light in this dark world of his.

Intimidating draconic pupils quiver within iridescent depths in the face of an adversity that has an immediate fix, and even then he would be afflicted with struggle at the knowledge of what this will cause to him. The frown in his eye combined with a tremble of lips, unmistakeable. ◜I know it must be done... but has there not been enough suffering, without me having to drag you into the storm?◞

He will never forget the shock that caused his words, immensely touching as the vastness of the seas he possesses authority over— so in line with a heart of gold filled with compassion for someone no bigger than a sinner or an archenemy if one were to think about the endless strife betwixt their kin. Nor he will ever forget the tenderness of his touch, an anticipated balm to his soul for the incoming pain he would come to experience.

◜I will find you when the storm in here and in the Ley Lines has passed.◞

For being someone full of confidence in being well-versed in my heart's grievances and desires, you have lost sight of the most important of all. Yes, I am a firm believer that love should not bring pain and yes, my longing to encounter someone meant for me isn't any less existent. However... his fight is my fight. It is in proving that humanity will rise against the divine injustice and an even more unfair order over this world that gives me strength to continue, that there is hope to defy this world and re-weave all threads of fate... This pain is but a small price to pay for everything grand that this world will achieve.

A spark of light makes itself manifest in the boundless darkness within his mind and so the voice fades to nothingness. Sensing the presence of another when he should be alone, albescent lashes flutter open in time to see Neuvillette's face close to his, his fingers gentle and loving to sweep away pale strands of hair. Exhaustion borne eyes crinkle at the edges in a smile that one day may remember its way to roseate lips, weary heart light all of a sudden as if a great weight has been lifted.

◜You came.◞ Though nonexistent of a command, luminescent branches retreat to their initial position as if by one, deeming their protection no longer necessary. Gloved hands reach out to cup his beloved's face tenderly just as he did before they had to part ways moments prior to the deluge. He is here. He kept his promise. Glacial sapphires soften as he brings his face closer to press their foreheads together, to feel his breathing as the ultimate proof that no amount of illusions born from the darkness of his heart could fake this. ◜Worry not. I am alright.◞ Alright wouldn't be precisely the best descriptor to explain his current condition, granted that he had an uncomfortable conversation with an unwelcome presence in his mind and this was filled with even more unpleasant thoughts whose magnitude doesn't match with unavoidable sentiments— for even if he may think that what that man said doesn't reflect his own thoughts, the Abyss never draws something out of thin air. It is born, without a doubt, from preexistent feelings of his heart mixed with darkness he's shrouded in about his person.

A soft sigh is released after calming himself in the soothing presence of the sovereign, then a gentle nod follows as his hands withdraw and drop to the grass to help himself stand. ◜It is not over yet.◞ Weakened as he may currently be, he extends a hand to help Neuvillette stand too— in the back of his mind, cruel laughter resonates coupled with a forced reminder that he, too, needs saving. But it doesn't have to be now, nor it is like it will never come— no. Long ago has it made itself present in his soul... the moment he chose him. ◜There is one more thing to do. The willow... it is weeping.◞

Thank you for protecting me. Now, allow me to return the favor and alleviate your pain.

[fragmentedblade]

I'm honestly obsessed with Mr. Xiao. He may be my favourite (very) tertiary character ever. I love everything he adds just by being how he is in the context of the worldbuilding and sidequests of the Xianzhou. Arguably something similar happens with master Huaiyan

[fionnaskyborn]

current mood:

[prettyboysdontlookatexplosions]

hahaha this is great. ronan and adam were my number one and two characters in the raven cycle so it’s been really wild to contemplate if gansey and blue’s pretentious baby vibes were actually a major ingredient in what made TRC readable. anyway i’m happy for them to have escaped being dragged down by this series which i swear to you made me care about ronan less