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i mean we could always give her a polearm
text: The hottest thing a woman can be is on a horse
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Stormlight Archive AU Number 9, Words of Radiance
In an attempt to ruin the reputation of the only kholin with decent social standing, illai sadeas manufactures a rumor that adolin is fucking the new dark eyed slave captain of the guard.
Double social whammy for a) getting with someone filthy and beneath his station and b) dishonorably taking advantage of poor slave boy
At this point adolin and kaladin straight up don't like each other but the sideye can be read many ways and any attempts to discourage rumors only make them stronger. Brightlady Sadeas got 20 ex girlfriends swearing that adolin has a fetish for dark eyed men. She's got 40 different people prepared to take a vow that they walked in on the two together. The evidence is so compelling that adolin is starting to be convinced.
By the time the first assassin in white fight rolls around adolin's pretty much given up on denial and started trying to get bridgeboy to at least dress better. Bridgeboy is still fighting the accusations and wardrobe with the dignity and demeanor of a feral axecat.
Shallan rolls in, still very much desperate to make the causal happen. Ok. She can work with this.
Starts laying down hints like she can't entirely fault his taste, she just prefers her woman less grumpy. Oh, did I say women? Talks very dreamily about working under - working with Jasnah, how beautiful she was in the bath - (this is a shockingly easy lie. Pattern complains there's too much truth mixed in, whatever that means).
Adolin is somewhat left with the impression that Jasnah and her had a... dalliance, which wasn't quite Shallan's intent.
Adolin does not know what to do with this information.
He makes one solid, nearly successful effort to convince her that the rumors were manufactured, bridgeboy and him don't even like one another. Then the whitespine uncaged fight happens and people are like damn.
Kaladin out there discrediting anyone who thinks there's some unwillingness on his end while simultaneously raising the bar for boyfriends everywhere. You wish you had a man who would fight four SHARDBARERS unarmed for you.
Opinion around camp flips from 'nasty affair' to 'glorious warbond.' Sure it's with a jumped up darkeyes, but...
Alethi storming love a glorious warbond.
General opinion on the amaram boon thing was that it was a bungled attempt to get another set of shards
Adolin's Prison Solidarity is really the nail in the coffin. He figures he'll try and convince Shallan after they're married and he is decidedly still not sleeping with bridgeboy. Assuming that doesn't happen. Not that he wants it to! Though if Kaladin were interested, haha jk. Unless...
Adolin: He was really hot during the duel. And well, he has to at least like me, right? Why would he jump in the arena if he didn't like me even a little.
Renarin: It's all going to end...
Adolin: you know what, you're right! Life is too short for regrets! And shallan's practically given us her blessing! I should at the very least try, right?
Renarin: a storm is coming
Adolin: thanks Renarin, I'll talk with him after this expedition. There really is...something about him.
Then the expedition! It Does not go well! Adolin genuinely thinking he's cursed, watched two whole love interests plummet to their deaths. Next several days are Not Good.
Meanwhile in the chasms:
Shallan: I mean his pectorals are...I suppose you've seen them closer up than I have. Do you think you could describe them in better detail? Does his sweat taste different when it runs down his back as opposed to his chest?
Kaladin: this. This is hell, right? I'm in hell.
Stormlight AU Masterlist
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So the Premier of Victoria (an Australian state) posted this on twitter yesterday
Someone shared it on Reddit asking if that was appropriate language for an Australian politician to be using and the entire thread is just Australians saying "only a dickhead would think this is a problem".
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Rlain: Yeah, the only time I entered Mateform I hit on a dude and my family was kind of homophobic
Renarin: Oh dude that su- So you’re single, then?
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Wind and Truth, Chapter 143
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this is so stupid but the only I could think of when moash got his eye transplant was whatever inevitable blinding thing kaladin would appear to him as
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can i get your enthusiastic consent to succumb to the power of my amulet
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can i get your enthusiastic consent to succumb to the power of my amulet
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Stormlight always has a certain kind of epigraph that can only be described as a group chat of the gods'. Every new excerpt there's always some fucking drama going on. Predominantly Hoid begging everyone to help him stop the God of Hatred from killing everyone, and everyone else telling him
"Why should I help you? He's under house arrest, and besides, everyone he killed deserved it anyway."
Meanwhile, Sazed is the new guy in the chat when he replaced two of the previous members following their horrific divorce and is the only one who genuinely wants to help Hoid out (first-hand experience facing an omnicidal god), but unfortunately, he hasn't quite figured out how to turn off the parental controls on his system despite arguably having the best set up and Bavadin keeps trying to hack it through her bazillion proxies.
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the fun thing about shallan as a character is just when you think she's done remembering all the murders she's committed, she's got another one in there
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can i get your enthusiastic consent to succumb to the power of my amulet
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Someone hit me with their car and I got isekai'd to a world that's really similar to my old one except in this one my collarbone is mysteriously broken
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I am going to eat this entire candy cane.
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telling Axies the Collector I heard a rumor that there's Flattened Dickspren, Spren that show up when you flatten your dick and balls with a big rock. They look so cool I can't describe it, he'll have to summon one himself to see it
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a quick step by step guide on what to do if you come back to your apartment and find yourself locked out because your front door is frozen shut
kick the bottom of the door for 10 minutes
text your landlord
remember your landlord is on vacation and also in her mid 50′s so it takes about 36 hours to receive a response
briefly wonder why the fuck you moved the canada
remember that college tuition is significantly cheaper here than in the united states
look up and notice your cat is at the window, staring at you. he paws at the window lightly and meows. it’s devastating. his eyes are so big and imploring. decide that you have to get inside your apartment at all costs. not even god himself can stop you from feeding your cat his chicken wet food dinner. frida kahlo herself could descend from the heavens and ask “hey you wanna bang?” and you’d say “hell yeah but first let me open this door so i can feed my cat his dinner”
remember there is a starbucks 3 blocks down the street from you
enter. the barista gives you a weird look for entering a starbucks at 7pm on a tuesday
order a venti cup of hot water. you order in french because the barista just said “bonjour” instead of “bonjour, hi.” you have a strong american accent. you hit the r in merci a little too hard to compensate. you embarrass yourself.
exit the starbucks clutching the massive cup of hot water in your hands. it’s burning your fingers.
return. methodically pour the starbucks cup of water all over the the door frame. it begins moving a little but still wont open
back up
ensure your doc martens are properly gripping the sheet of ice covering the ground. many people have told you to stop wearing doc martens in the winter, despite your protests that theyre actually the ideal winter boot. also, you’re a lesbian and punk’s not dead
release a pterodactyl screech and sprint towards the door, slamming the full force of your pathetically tiny 5′2″ 110lb body into it
you dont know any of your neighbors so you dont care about maintaining your pride anyways
the door swings open
run up the stairs
open the actual door to your apartment and yell MOMMY’S HOME MY LITTLE BITCHASS BABY BOY DONT WORRY at your cat
cat flings his body to the ground and starts purring like he does every time you come home
write tumblr post
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Blind people must save a lot on electricity.
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