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[squeamishnerd]

The Brights

Chapter 30: Study Groups, Woo!, Part 1

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Julia: When you said study group I didn't expect these many people.

Kit: Study Group, woo!

Daisy: How is everything always "woo" with you?

Becca: The more, the merrier.

Julia: I feel like I really recognise you. Have we met?

Emiko: Yes, I'm one of Grace's-

Julia: Oh! Wait! I've seen you with Valeria.

Emiko: Not what I was about to say, but you know Valeria? She's my best friend.

Julia: We're in the same organisation.

Emiko: Oh, the Gardening Club?

Rose: Sounds like something I'd enjoy.

Julia: Gardening?-

Kit: Yes! Exactly! The Gardening Club!

Emiko: What kind of reaction is that?

Kit: Oh, er…

Rose: They're probably a secret society pretending to be a gardening club. Classic. Just leave it.

Julia: What does is say on that board?

Becca: It's just some information about the third year students' graduation.

Becca: Wait… Do you need glasses?

Julia: Maybe…

Becca: Maybe you should go have a check at the optician.

Julia: But I don't think glasses would suit me.

Becca: Use contacts then.

Julia: They seem scary.

Becca: Why do you think glasses wouldn't suit you?

Julia: I feel like I'd look old.

Becca: Would it feel better if I wore my glasses more often, instead of contacts?

Julia: Maybe…

Becca: I could also go with you to the optician, if it's scary.

Julia: Sure.

Kasen: Can I join? I need glasses too, but I've been putting it off.

Emiko: Same here…

Becca: Let's go all four of us!

Kasen: Awesome.

Becca: I should probably check my eyes too anyway.

Author's note: I won't play the visit at the optician, seems kinda boring to play tbh 😂 So, next time Julia, Becca, Kasen, and Emiko appear they'll wear glasses. Btw, this was the last time Julia wore this outfit in my story, it's time to retire it.

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[willfullwanderer]

wonder who this is!

[convexicalcrow]

The skeleton remembered...

It looked at its hand, seeing how it moved the way it would if those bones still had muscles and tendons and skin. Somehow, it could see. It could think. It could walk. Was it...? No, it wasn't alive. Undead, perhaps.

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The skeleton remembered...

Armour? That was a thing, right? How did one... how did you make it? It had seen other skeletons in armour. Protection. From the sun. It had hands that could shoot a bow. Did that mean it also had hands that could craft things?

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The skeleton remembered...

The village was quiet. The only real threat was the iron golem. If it was spotted, it would be... was dead the right word? un-undeaded? The skeleton thought that was a problem for other skeletons to think about.

It was here for the blacksmith though. They'd watched their craftsmanship, and saw them putting away some armour pieces. There was a fine iron helment in that forge if it could get it.

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The skeleton remembered...

It had gone into the caves again. No armour, but a good pickaxe. Iron could be found down here. It could not carry much, being simply a skeleton, but it had crafted a small bag out of rabbit skin and hoped that would be enough to carry the iron back.

No iron, though, but a blue ore that shone with power. With magic. It was both hard, and slipped through its hands like fine dust. You could do something with this stuff. Something... You needed a table. And this powder. And then, what exactly?

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The skeleton remembered...

It fastened the gold helmet on its skull, needing a few more leather straps to make it fit well. It had been scavenged from another skeleton, and it had some magic on it. It shone with a queer tint to it.

Now, the skeleton could abide the sun. For a while, at least. The helmet wasn't very strong, though, it could tell. It would break if it was out in the day too long.

The chestplate, though, that was its own making. Gold, too, as that's what it had seemed to find the most of. An abandoned village had provided the necessary tools to smelt and forge the gold into armour without the threat of an iron golem. Was it perfectly made? No. But the skeleton had proved it could craft things with its hands.

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The skeleton remembered. The skeleton remembered it being night. That it had just... been there from wherever it had been previously, though they had no memory of what that was. Anther skeleton handed them a bow and some arrows. Said to fear the sun and to kill players if they saw any.

What was a player? The skeleton didn't remember that. But one night, when it did see an odd figure in the landscape, one wearing armour and bearing weapons, who did not move like villagers, well. The skeleton took aim, and its aim was perfect.

[mtg-cards-hourly]

Primal Order

"My sorrow: to dream of simple times, and wake in mine . . . ." —Ola DaRiol, "Regrets"

Artist: David A. Cherry TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link

[fundeadasylum]

Relatively Spoiler-Free Things That Delight Me About the Side Order DLC

- The sound design!! The soft clicks and snaps of navigating the menus and the way the ink actually sounds like wet sand

- The palette changing your colors

- The majority of the enemies being named after musical directions

- The level design, the slightly to the left industrial feel that leaves it on the edge of uncanny valley, the liminality, the weirdness, the Aperture Science vibes

- Obviously the music, especially for the bosses

[mitsuki91]

Okay listen to me, I am not a huge fan of Severitus but consider this:

Albus: "... So Harry must go with the Dursley, because of the bloody wards..."

Severus starts pulling his things in a suitcase.

Severus: "Well, they have a guest room, haven't they?"

OR

Severus refuse to leave Harry so bad that the most akward cohabitation begins.

[selfproclaimedunicorn]

Love being given the freedom to do whatever in a game. It means I do shit wildly out of order, massively underleveled, & The Coward's Way™️

In other news, I killed the bosses in the goblin camp by putting out all the lights in their rooms, blocking their undlerlings' paths to the signal drums, & making Astarion hide in the shadows I made to shoot them with his bow before initiative was even rolled

[a-fragile-little-teacup]

I have watched almost every project Hugh Dancy has been in.

I really will sit through anything to see that silly little man act his ass off.

[strawberri-draws]

A peek into my ,,, interesting sketchbook feat. Bertram and Lewis the Jack o lantern studies + OC fairytale huntsman whom I love

[squeamishnerd]

The Brights

Chapter 27: What's up With the Fungis?, Part 8

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Julia: Wait, I recognise you. I recognise all of you!

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Fun Guy 1: You must mistake us for some other people.

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Julia: Nope, you're Kit! We met just yesterday!

Kit: Ehhh…

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Kit: Plummit.

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Julia: And I've seen you at UBrite's campus.

Fun Guy 2: Wouldn't think so.

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Julia: I've seen you hanging out with Kit before I knew him, so I'd guess that you're in the Biology Programme.

Eric: Okay, fine. I'm Eric.

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Julia: And I've seen you at Foxbury's campus.

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Valeria: Yeah… I'm Valeria.

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Julia: And you're one of the Landgraabs' sons.

Malcolm: What do you mean "one of"?

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Julia: Oh, please, you're a famous family, people know.

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Malcolm: It's just rumours.

Kit: Are you aware that a now famous comedian named Johnny appeared right after Johnny Landgraab "disappeared"?

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Julia: So what're y'all doing?

Kit: If you'd like to know all the details you have to join us. We do need one more member anyway.

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Julia: If it's fun, I'll join! Julia loves fun!

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Kit: We're the Order of Enchantment, a several hundreds of years old secret society, founded by Esther Mudget when she studied at Britechester University.

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Kit: Esther believed in magic, and in her diaries she wrote that she had found small fairy-like creatures around this place.

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Kit: But one day she went missing. No one knows what happened to her, but people reported seeing her using magic.

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Julia: I don't really believe in magic. Can I join anyway, just for the fun?

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Kit: Of course. None of us really believe in magic either, but we think it's a nice tradition to preserve an old secret society like this. You're welcome to join us.

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Julia: This will be so much fun!

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[princess-of-the-corner]

I saw something cool with SentiAdrien today. Basically, it was that if the senti’s will to go against an order laid upon it is stronger than the will of the order, it basically severs their connection with the amok. Like a cataclysm, except they don’t go berserk, and if the amok breaks, they won’t die. Basically they become fully free!

If only if only!

[teecupangel]

yooooo! About the Poe/ Deaf Desmond au. Imagine him getting sent back to Altairs time like that, and the assassins are like “???” Till Altair asks the Apple what Desmonds deal is and it shows him. Cue Altair trying to figure out how to kill a man who doesn’t exist yet

Since this is deaf!Desmond and we’re going for my interpretation of the limitation of the curse (instead of @twitcherpated's which has a, frankly, much more deliciously angst-filled criteria) then this means that Desmond gets sent to Altaïr’s time by the time he had lifted his curse by accidentally making himself deaf.

In this scenario, Desmond would mostly rely on written words to talk to anyone and he is actually deliberately not trying to learn how to read lips in the off-chance that reading lips would activate his curse.

So when the Apple tells Altaïr the truth about him, Desmond freezes for a moment because he had never thought of the Apple being able to circumvent one of the orders he still can’t go against with:

Do not tell anyone.

Even when he wanted to tell Altaïr. Even as his chest hurt and his breathing grew shallower and shallower, he had wanted to tell Altaïr so many times before but he always stopped because he feared that he would breathe his last.

And he didn’t want to die.

Not when he was free here, far away from William Miles and the Brotherhood he had kept together and ‘fixed’.

He could not be an Assassin anymore, it was too dangerous for someone who cannot hear to be an Assassin.

But everyone was kind to him here in Masyaf... even if Desmond knew many of them were only kind to him because...

Altaïr…

Altaïr was here and he accepted him even though they both knew Desmond was hiding something.

He had thought that peace was finally over, that it would shatter like glass and crumble like dust now that Altaïr knew the truth.

So when Altaïr held him tight instead, Desmond could do nothing but let the tears fall from his eyes.

Because he could feel Altaïr’s warmth…

… could feel the slight trembling of his arms as he held Desmond tightly.

And Desmond…

Desmond returned his embrace as tight as he could.

Because even if he could not hear Altaïr’s voice… Even if he could not hear the words he spoke…

He knew him enough to know the words he wished to tell Desmond.

And that…

That was enough.

[talboyslime]

Has anyone done a Steddie Ella enchanted thing with the obedience curse because I desperately need it and cannot write to save my life

[chasing-chimeras]

And if I said Apostate Theo x Noble. Grey warden(former templar) Liam.......

idk who you are but i would propose on both knees (and also inform you that a few months ago i typed up an eighteen page outline for almost this exact concept)

[pigeonliker420]

it is so funny to see non dnd people talking about the utility of the charm/friends spells saying its unfairly disadvantaged and being upset that npcs get mad its used on them cos like. its literally an evil spell there is no good use of it its the ultimate violation of someones agency and ability to choose

[xxcherrycherixx]

Hehehe makeup