#Me: No. I must strive.

[afaroffsong]

I think my entire life for the past two or three years can be summed up like this:

Me: I don’t understand.

God:

Me: Explain please?

God:

Me: Okay but can You please say something - anything - to me?

God: Yeah sure. Just kick back and relax. I got this.

Me: …Excuse?!

[broken-clover]

It's eternally a little funny whenever I see someone say something along the lines of 'everyone in Strive is so happy now! Everyone's stories are getting resolved! It'll be hard to make a new game when everyone's retired and living peacefully and resolved their problems' and then there's a haunted semi-sentient mecha corpse in the corner constantly screaming from being trapped in limbo

[rosabienfuerte]

[myriamas]

who: @baashirdayne when and where: the gathering hall within hayford, prior to the noticed disappearance of lady mayya allyrion. the dornish courtiers finish up from an intimate dinner, each leaving the halls premises one by one. she is in a conversation with her brother when she notices the lord of starfall rising from his seat; they were the last three people in the room. soon two. context: following seeing lord jalabhar mooton's busted up face earlier in the day very briefly, myriam hears rumours of what has apparently happened, and spots the sword of the morning - it was time to ask upfront.

it was not rare or uncommon to hear the sounds of the lady of godsgrace's laughter bouncing from the walls in any room she stood within; most especially when she remained within the company of those she had always remained the most comfortable with. within the heart of hayford, a grand feasting hall that had dwindled in the number of their valyrian hosts and ended up being majority dornish folk, myriam allyrion had no way of knowing the darkness which occurred some passages away - and how life for house allyrion woudl change once again. at this moment, she remained seated closely beside her younger brother, listening closely to his experiences in encountering his previous lover's velaryon family; it was enough to cause her to grin, one that showed her teeth as she laughed over the rim of the goblet of her wine, almost pulling a face.

she would not say she had told him so, and yet still, never did she think there would have been an opportunity where they could have sat side by side and discussed such a matter together - not this one. it showed her that the world did go on, regardless of how much she lit it aflame in her words and in her actions; a slippery ideology nonetheless.

myriam reached forward slightly as a servant passed them by, continuing to hold goblets that would be of great convince to her: and whilst leaning forward, she almost slipped entirely out of the window seat she had comfortably nestled herself within. there was a rosy tint to her caramel kissed skin, reflecting in the burning of the hearth as the shimmer of her bindi remained in the middle of her forehead: and she reached forward to grab not one, but two extra goblets - presenting it to dastan almost as though she had secured a trophy for herself. for their house. for their parents. somewhere in the back of her mind, she wondered what her mother was doing in this very moment: the lady of godsgrace had refused to attend a summit within kings landing, going as far as to call her children deluded for doing so.

she wondered where her sister was, only for a moment though, before her thoughts became more fuzzy and hazy. she heard something about dastan knowing he should get himself to his chambers, and they kissed one another goodbye; though as she looked up, she noted another figure beginning to excuse himself from the social setting, joined with the bloodroyal of yronwood and the wyl of house wyl. how stern they all looked, myriam thought, the grin only spreading across her features more. "lord dayne!" her voice called, her mind suddenly going to something she had intended to speak to him of.

her voice was light and feminine as it carried over the hall, a renement of the passion that could be easily laced into her tone: gods knew jalabhar mooton had not deserved such a fierce beating. or he did. just not in front of many people, and how it could be argued to be traced back to her. she remained stood on one spot as he looked back over at her, and she merely raised one of the goblets with a cheeky smile on her features. he looked happy among his close companions, even if he did appear ever so stern; and when the spell broke, she began wandering her way over to him, purposefully taking her time. "i heard something of you this afternoon, my lord." and then she extended him the goblet, noting the way in which he looked at her. his smile was always enough to make her feel a fool.

how long would they be able to keep this up? how long would this bubble last before it was burst most horribly? she stepped forward, closing the distance between them slightly; her voice lowering now. "where were you this morning?" she asked, the smile making it apparent on her face that she was amused. as much as she should not have been. no doubt the wine had made her flowery, and yet she would have found it most entertaining, even if she were sober. but myriam allyrion sparkled and glowed like candlelight when she was intoxicated - until she did not. until the wax burned out, and the candle snuffed out.

[fortes-fortuna-iogurtum]

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[boneheadboner]

Love when I'm trying to pack that THEN!!! The INSPIRATION FOR WRITING HITS. Not me just fucking dying over lyrics I'm cooking up for a cute angsty shippy duet for Baggs and Red.

[minds-interlinked]

@cc-mha-plus-ultras asked: "I would stop running, if I knew there was a chance." // (my) Tenya to (your) Momo Within Temptation : The Heart of Everything ... sentence starters

"But overexerting yourself is hardly a better option. You need to rest up before you cause permanent damage." Momo reasoned, reaching out a hand to Tenya's shoulder. "We'll figure out another way to handle all of this, okay? I don't want you hurting yourself."

[willosword]

the atom eve game that came out is very cute, though the way they give you so many different options scares me a lil. i need to get a good grade in atom eve characterization, something that is both normal to want and possible to achi-

[clownsnake]

I don’t think hyeonseong needed to remember dokja’s order to think about him if something goes wrong. I think he’s just always thinking abt dokja

and I love him for that

[la-cocotte-de-paris]

I suppose this summer I will learn to grapple with my own loneliness

[idiotshriek]

tumblr no one is seeing my posts anyways. exactly how i like it. i dont want to reach a bigger audience. do not ask me to add tags if i dont add tags its bc i had nothing more to say on the subject. sorry my work is concise.

[emobatsy]

me: oh i wish pride wasnt in the high summer

coworker: why? at least its not soggy and icy and wet everywhere

me: well almost every queer person i know is also disabled and the heat and direct sun is dangerous to us

coworker: well. winter is icy. thatc ant be good either

me: ok. march-may and september/october exist?

cowoker: but the weather is so nice :)

[vraska-theunseen]

ignore the fact that i was on tvtropes especially for a book im only halfway through but anyway this is so interesting. bc i noticed this like it IS sentient so it COULD go off and watch soap operas or it could kill everyone it says that in the first line. but it doesn't it's okay watching soap operas it doesn't want revenge and it is not and does not want to be human. and also the it/it's pronouns are so interesting to bc like it is an object it was built to be one and it's not interested in being a human and adhering to standards of humanity by choosing more traditionally person-like pronouns. like i can talk about personhood and humanity for ais/clones in media and i often do. but this is reframing it for me bc like when i say "treated with humanity" or "treated like a person" i mean treated with the respect it deserves as a sentient being with feelings. because it is still built as an object and that's still something it doesn't reject. idk i think it's neat

[thenightisland]

Meetings in corporate America are just people repeating the same information they gave at the last meeting and then giving self congratulatory speeches about thank you so much everyone is working so hard we're all doing so great followed by a speech about accountability so that everyone remembers how important it is to do a good job repeat forever and ever

[flecks-of-stardust]

i don’t know how to properly phrase this, but i think radical kindness is a legitimate lifesaver

[azureforest]

Where is proud to buy into the dream that was promised us? It's not the shit show we got by any means though

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