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[bardic-tales]

Title: A Battle of Desperation

Pairing: Bianca Moore || Sephiroth

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 594

Fandom: Final Fantasy 7

Warnings: abuse of power, addiction, body horror, canon divergent, captivity, corruption and fallen status, dark themes, emotional distress, experimentation, explicit content, implied violence, isolation, mental health, obsession, oc x canon, psychological distress, self-harm, violence

Summary: Bianca’s journey through experimentation and self-discovery leads to a fateful decision.

Squared Filled: Day 3: A Dangerous Gamble

Created for: @angstober

tagging (fandom friends): @starryeyes2000, @residentdormouse, @megandaisy9, @themaradwrites, @prehistoric-creatures, @arrthurpendragon, @serenofroses

Author Note: Please read the full warnings on this one. I'm still getting back into the swing of writing.

1.

Come to the Reunion, Bianca. His words still echoed in her mind, drowning out all the sounds of the sterile lab. She looked around. With her violet gaze, she waited for Professor Hojo and Dr. Valtair to arrive.

She spread her black wings to their impressive twelve-foot wingspan, but she discovered that Dr. Valtair had trimmed several of her primary feathers to prevent her flight. As she moved, several of her feathers floated around her and landed on the medical bed and floor.

Did Hojo and Valtair think that she wouldn’t have been able to flee? She still had more strength than a normal person, and her entire being longed to reunite with him and the others like them. They couldn’t stop her from returning to his side.

No, she thought. Her clipped wings would not stop her from returning to her lover’s side. She was sure that he needed her to watch over his body. As she tried to remember their last encounter, her head pounded. She lifted her hand and squeezed her temple. All she could remember was the fire enveloping the buildings and the soul-crushing agony of losing another beloved.

They recited the news that they heard about the great war hero Sephiroth dying to the monsters surrounding Nibelheim. They parroted the news that they heard on the televisions, and through his heroic death, the SOLDIERS still wanted to emulate the war hero. All Bianca did was love him briefly. She could not imagine the depressive and stoic soul would leave the study seven days after they met and set Nibelheim ablaze.

Come to me, Bianca. Once again, she heard his words. Her entire body urged her to listen. It was a siren’s call: one that she found intoxicating and hard to ignore. In her dreams, he still came to her like a lover in during the witching hour, a dark example of an obsessive love that encompassed everything Bianca knew and felt.

Despite the intense longing, her heart beat rapidly in her chest. Shinra was not going to just allow her to walk out of the basement laboratory and out of the manor. She was their property now: a lab rat that could potentially help stabilize an alien’s cells with her infernal essence.

As she was invaluable to their research, she was sure that they wouldn’t allow her to just walk out the front door, but as his words encourage her to venture North, she knew she couldn’t ignore his request. The resistance to even leave the manor would be heavy. SOLDIER trained to take on monsters with their superhuman strength, speed, and agility. They were much stronger than the Shinra Peacekeeping Troops and the Turks, but Bianca was not a normal human, either.

Bianca was a Nephilim — part celestial and infernal. She looked down at her claws. Her claws were grown out and just a slash from them tore skin and flesh. She noticed the blackened free edge of her claws, which reminded her of her fallen status. She was disgusting. She was corrupted.

Come to the Reunion. His seductive words echoed inside her mind, drowning out all sense and reason. Bianca’s heart pounded in her chest, the desire to be reunited with him outweighing any sort of punishment Hojo and Valtair could do to her. She’d destroy anyone who stood in her way of freedom and her true love.

Listening to her steady heartbeat from the machine to her right, Bianca grasped the wires connecting the electrodes to her chest. She yanked. Despite any potential threat or recaptured, she couldn’t keep Sephiroth waiting any longer.

[nov-fox]

Writing Prompts - March

So one kind of neat thing about ChatGPT is that you can generate random writing prompts pretty easily. I asked it to give me some for the rest of the month, along with names - because one of my favorite things is creating characters out of nothing.

To get back into writing, lets see if I can do as many of these as possible for the rest of the month :)

March 20 -  [Calantha Faezahr] Your protagonist has been tasked with finding a powerful magical artifact, but in order to obtain it, they must navigate through a dangerous enchanted forest filled with all kinds of mystical creatures and traps. Describe the journey through the forest and how your protagonist overcomes the challenges they face along the way.

March 21 - [Eridelle Sableheart] You wake up one day to find that you can hear the thoughts of animals. How does this new ability change your life?

March 22 - [Gwyndolin Valtair] Write about a character who can control the weather.

March 23 -  [Marzelia Embertorn] A group of travelers find themselves lost in a magical forest that never seems to end.

March 24 - [Arcturius Shadowbane] Write about a cursed object that brings misfortune to those who possess it.

March 25 - [Zephyra Frostwind] You discover that you have the power to bring inanimate objects to life. What do you do with this ability?

March 26 - [Thalassia Oceanweaver] Write about a character who has the ability to time travel.

March 27 - [Nyrissa Moonwhisper] A young prince/princess discovers that they have been betrothed to a mysterious stranger from a distant land. How do they react?

March 28 - [Aeloria Sunafre] You come across a magical library that holds books with the power to transport you to different worlds. 

March 29 - [Auralia Stardancer] Write about a character who can communicate with ghosts.

March 30 - [Kaelen Nightshade] A group of adventurers sets out on a quest to find a legendary treasure guarded by a fearsome dragon.

March 31 - [Lyriel Mankath] You discover that you have the ability to shapeshift into any animal you want. What do you do with this newfound power?

[shima-draws]

So anyway, Valtair,

[lythecreatorart]

I thought I’m going to stop and do the whole picture of Varians, but there’s too much ideas in my head that I had drew it out (before I go back to do my animatic again). So here’s go not thing.

I’m calling this “Varian & identity crisis adventure”

Please bear with me with my bad English grammar, it not my first language.

Ps. @shima-draws I know it’s out nowhere but I love your son Altair and future Varian’s design so much that I have to add it here. Ps2. @chiscribbles4smiles I have to add my another favorite future!Varian from you (again) because this Varian is amazing (since he inspired my animatic in the first place too).

Part 1 https://lythecreatorart.tumblr.com/post/175507688750/little-warm-up-doing-all-the-varians-since-i-will Part 2 https://lythecreatorart.tumblr.com/post/175515465960/originaldisneydescendants-you-make-me-doing

[idontworkwithmagic]

The way they look at each other

Two arts in one day?! YES. Because I had to draw Varian and his BOY!!! @shima-draws made an OC boyfriend for Varian named Altair and hoooooo boy am I here for it. And since she encouraged fan art of them I couldn’t resist. Also ALTAIR IS SO CUTE??? I LOVE HIM????? #GiveVarianABoyfriend2018 is in full swing over here.

(They’re so in love guys hel p m e)

[omgselinabeckendorf]

A Wedding

This was so cute to write, oh my god

@shima-draws, I died and i was the one writing this 

Enjoy the fluff and cute!!

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    Varian was fiddling with his hands while Rapunzel brushed his hair. Again. He and Altair had been planning this day for almost a year now. He’d feel better if he could see his fiance, his soon-to-be-husband, but it was known to be bad luck if you see the ‘bride’ before the ceremony. He knew that none of them actually believed that nonsense, but Mia had been firm: Let’s not take any chances. He looked out the window, the Moon full and bright, not a cloud in the sky. A perfect night for a wedding.

    He sighed for the fifth time tonight. “You okay, Mijo?” His mom asked him, looking up from helping Maddy with the flowers in her hair. “Yeah. Just nervous, that’s all.” He assured her. “Well, everyone gets Wedding Day Jitters. Trust me, I know.” Rapunzel giggled, remembering just how nervous she was when she and Eugene got married.

    “There!” Mia exclaimed as she finished pinning the flower to Maddy’s hair. She pulled out the hand mirror to show her. Maddy gasped and giggled. “Mia, it looks amazing! Thank you!” She said as she admired the flower in her dark brown hair, her chocolate eyes sparkling.

    Mia snorted at the girl’s enthusiasm. “No problem, Maddy.” Just then, there was a knock at the door. She went to the door and looked through the peep-hole. “Who is it?” Vega asked. “Altair.” Mia answered, opening the door away from Varian and making sure to crack it. “Hey, Al. Something wrong?” She asked him.

    Altair shook her his. “No, but I had something I wanted to give Varian that I found.” As he said this, he took something out of his pocket and began fiddling with it. “Oh! Okay. Hold a second.” She closed the door and motioned for Varian to come to the door. She opened a door all the way, keping the other closed. He got up and put his back to a door, Altair doing the same on the other side.

    “So, what did you wanna give me?” Varian asked, nervously tapping his finger against the wood. Altair looked at the object and sighed through his nose. He simply passed him the object without sneaking a peak, no matter how hard he wanted to.

    Varian held the small object in his hands, confusion written all over his face. It was a blue hair clip in the shape of a dove, no bigger than his palm. Mia glimpsed it and gasped. “How….?” She muttered. “I found while looking for looking for Eugene’s belt. When I showed it to your dad, he said it belonged to your mom.” This time, it was Varian that gasped, tears collecting in his eyes. He didn’t remember his mother. He only knew what she looked like based on the portrait in Dad’s room, knew her personality based on the stories Dad and Mia used to tell.

    He choked back a sob, tears slowly cascading down his cheeks. “I thought you could wear it in your hair, so that your mom could be with us on our Special Day.” Varian was quietly sobbing now. “Thank you.” He managed to get out through his cries. Keeping his eyes closed, Altair went around the door and, with Vega’s help, hugged Varian. At feeling strong, warm arms around him, Varian managed to weakly return the gesture. They stayed there a moment, the only thing that could be heard was Varian’s crying. When they finally let go, eyes still shut tight, Altair felt his way to wiping Var’s cheeks of his tears, kissing his eyelid instead of his forehead. “I don’t think that was your forehead.” Varian chuckled, his voice a little raw from crying. “That wasn’t.” “Oh well then. I love you, Varian.” Varian smiled at his Love, even though he couldn't see it. “I love you too.” Sweet Jesus, was that cute. Selina, what are you doing to us?

    As he walked away, Mia reached out and put an arm on his shoulders. He turned to her, having opened his eyes and sure that he wouldn’t be able to see Varian, to his slight dismay. He just wanted to see his fiance, dang it. “Thank you.” He heard her say, even though the words could be barely heard. Altair noticed there was tears that seemed to create a kaleidoscope in her blue eyes. He nodded and smiled at her, then turned and walked off.

    She sniffed and wiped her eyes. She went back and saw the girls had managed to calm Varian down some. Rapunzel was leading him to the bed and sat him down, wiping a tear and hugging him. He sniffed, clearing his throat when his eyes caught Mia’s. She smiled softly at him.

    Altair had taken to pacing the altar. It had been about two hours since he gave Varian the hair clip, and his pre-wedding jitters were beginning to get to him. Again. He was dressed in a black suit and bow tie, with a white boutonniere in the breast pocket. The King glanced at him, chuckling to himself. The Procession had started five minutes ago, and already were half the guests situated and seated. The Moon was still full and bright in the sky, the stars dotting the black and blue cosmos.

    Eugene smiled to himself. “Squirt, stop pacing. You’ll wear down the altar.” He said jokingly. Altair stopped and sighed. “I’m just nervous, that’s all.” Eugene sighed. “Can I give you some advice?” “Sure.” “Stop thinking of it as a ceremony. Think of it as an official declaration that proves just how much you love him.” Altair smiled at him.

    The fanfare began to play and everyone got into place. Single file, the Bridesmaids, or in this case, the Groomsmaids, walked down the aisle. Queen Arianna, Princess Rapunzel, Cassandra, Maddy, and Vega, each wearing a pale blue gown, took their places at the altar, then waited for the Ring Bearer and the Flower Girls/Animals.

    Lance walked down the aisle next, wearing a light purple suit similar to Eugene’s, a velvet pillow with gold trimmings carrying the rings, glinting in the light of the Moon. Then came Red and Angry, invited by Lance and Eugene. Red looks quite happy as she sprinkled flower petals on the aisle floor in preparation for the arrival of the ‘Bride.’ Ruddiger rested on her shoulders, helping her getting spots on her part of the aisle that she missed. Angry walked beside her, looking less pleased about being forced to wear a dress, but she did as Eugene asked, which was to spread flower petals on the aisle floor. Pascal sat atop her shoulders, as Ruddiger did to Red, helping her.

    Mia had set herself a little ways next to the altar, the orchestra behind her, setting up their instruments. She sighed and proceeded to sing.

Can’t say how the days will unfold,

Can’t change what the future may hold.

But I want you in it, every hour, every minute.

    While she sang, Varian was revealed, wearing a white tux with the blue hair clip in his hair. Altair smiled a his groom, can’t believing that this was actually happening. Varian’s face was pink, making his freckles pop out, and the light of the Moon seemed to make his light blue eyes shine. The guests stood as his father proceeded to walk his son down the aisle.

This world can race by far too fast,

Hard to see while it’s all flying past.

But it’s clear, when you’re standing her now,

I am meant to be wherever you are, next to me.

    As the two men walked to the altar, a woman materialized on a roof nearby, the ceremony and the shadows hiding her. She smiled, her blue eyes sparkling. Luna waved her hand and another woman appeared next to her, her red hair in a bun, her pale blue eyes mirrored those of her son’s. The two women watched from a distance.

All I wanna do,

Is come runnin' home to you,

Come runnin' home to you.

And all my life I promise to,

Keep runnin' home to you,

Keep runnin' home to you.

    The two men made to where Altair and King Fredric were standing, Varian handing his bouquet to Rapunzel. Quirin hugged his son. “I wish your mother could see this.” He told him. Varian smiled at his dad. “She is.” With that, Quirin smiled at his child and went to his place up front. “Please be seated.” Everyone not on the altar sat down at the King’s request. “Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today not just to celebrate a union between two lovers, but to celebrate two families coming together.” He began, his regal voice echoing through the clearing.

    “Each of you are here to offer your love and support of these two gentlemen, who share the truest love I’ve seen in many, many years. As their lives come together tonight, so do their dearest family and friends in one of the most important days of their lives. So we thank you for coming.” He paused. “Marriage is a very special time for a human soul. Nothing can create marriage, only you and the one you love can. Through love and patience, dedication and perseverance, helping and supporting, which is exactly what these two have showed everyday for years, without any sign of either of them stopping.”

    “What a single ceremony can do will never be the same as the love that these two gentlemen share.” He paused again to rest his throat. He doesn’t remember the last time he got so emotional officiating a wedding. Oh wait, yes he does. It was Maria and Quirin’s wedding. “If anyone objects the union between these two, speak now or forever hold your peace.” And he meant forever.

    “We have now reached the point where the Groom and Groom exchange vows. Before you do, I ask you this - Never forget that love, rooted in faith, trust, and acceptance, will be the foundation of a healthy and deepening relationship. No other hugs are more tender, no other vows are more sacred than the ones you are about to share. Try to keep the vows you take out of love and the desire to be loved by someone who matters the most. If you do this, your lives will be endless in joy and laughter, as everyone here hopes it to be. You may now read your vows.”

    The grooms faced each other, holding hands. Varian started. “I promise to love and care for you, and I will try in every way to be worthy of your love. I will always be honest with you, kind, patient and forgiving. I promise to try to be on time. But most of all, I promise to be a true and loyal friend to you. I love you.” When he finished, Altair was blushing a dark red. It took a moment before he could find his voice to say his vows.

    “I promise to your lover, companion and friend. Your partner in parenthood, your ally in conflict, your greatest fan and toughest adversary, your comrade in adventure, your student and your teacher, your consolation in disappointment, your accomplice in mischief. This is my sacred vow to you, my equal in all things. All things.”

    Varian was smiling at him and blushing like mad. It was so plain to see that they just as much in love as when they first announced their love to each other. “May I have the rings, please?” Fredric asked Lance, who stepped forward, holding the pillow out in front of them. The rings were simple golden bands with with elegant silver trimmings. Each boy took a ring, waiting for Fredric’s instructions.

    “Please repeat after me: I give you this ring, as a symbol of my love and friendship, of respect and appreciation, of a choice to keep running home to you everyday for the rest of my life.” They each said this, the both of them meaning every word of it. When Altair slipped his ring on Varian’s finger on top of his engagement ring, Fredric closed his book, satisfied with this happily ever after. “By the power vested in me and the hope that your love will triumph when all else fails, I now pronounce you husband and husband. You may kiss as married.” Upon hearing these words, the two kissed their most passionate kiss in all their years of courting. The crowd stood up and cheered. When their kiss broke, it was as if nothing else in the world mattered. They were together and would be for the rest of their lives. And nothing was going to change that.

    Taking back his bouquet from Punzie, Varian and Altair ran down the aisle and onto the beach, where a boat sat waiting to take them on their honeymoon. Remembering something, Varian stopped halfway up the steps. “What?” His husband asked him. “I almost forgot.” He looked behind him, smirking. The girls were on the beach. He faced forward and tossed the bouquet. The bundle of flowers flew through the air before landing gracefully in the waiting arms of Vega. Maddy giggled and hooked her arm with Vega’s, her face pink. Vega smiled at her girlfriend, kissing her cheek.

    Everyone waved goodbye to them as they boarded the boat. The newlyweds waved back as the ship began to depart. The last thing they saw as the boat drifted away was Varian and Altair’s second kiss as a married couple.

When the ceremony was done, and the Newlyweds were far from sight, the woman with red hair turned to the Goddess. “Thank you, M’lady.” She said, grateful. Luna smiled at her. “I thought you like to see your son get married to the love of his life, Maria.” Maria smiled back. “Yes. Very much so.” The two women looked to the Moon and the stars, quite anxious to see what future awaits them all. But for now, the stars twinkled and shone in celebration.

[queentacosaurus101]

Masquerade

So @shima-draws has made a wonderful OC named Altair for Tangled: The series. He's paired with one of the characters on the show Varian and I SHIP THEM SO HARD, LIKE WOW. I wrote this oneshot based around them attending a masquerade ball based on a post she made with the pair. I hope you enjoy it!

So far, the group's quest to discover the secrets behind the mysterious black rocks was going less than ideally. They had barely gathered any information and each new lead complicated everything further. They started with just four of them -Cassandra, Eugene, Pascal and Rapunzel - but had now grown to six after Varian revealed his connection to the rocks after escaping prison (a complicated story for another time) and Altair had joined to escape his princely duties. Currently, the team had just run in to the town owned by Lord Harvey, an esteemed upper-class man who claimed to have information on the rocks they sought to figure out. The only way to speak with him properly about them was at the masquerade balk he would be holding in an evening's time. Varian, always the quick thinker and talker, had informed Harvey of Rapunzel's and Altair's royal statues to bribe the team's way in. Harvey was impressed but only wanted to invite Altair and Rapunzel which was extremely inconvenient so Varian then decided to mention Eugene was Rapunzel's boyfriend and Cassandra was her lady-in-waiting before adding in he was the royal alchemist (which he wasn't but Harvey didn't need to know that).It worked wonderfully and now the team could waltz in with the honour of being 'special guests'. "Royal alchemist, huh?"  Eugene had said after Harvey was gone. He looked at Varian questioningly. "Hey! We all needed to get in to that ball, right? Besides, I'm kinda already am..." Varian argued back, glaring. "Eugene, Varian, cut it out. The important thing is that we're going to the ball for information on the rocks." Rapunzel reprimanded, hands on her hips. Eugene and Varian shuffled guilty. "Sorry Blondie..." "Um, yeah, sorry Rapunzel." "Right now, we need to focus on getting outfits for this ball. We need to make a good impression on Lord Harvey." Cassandra chimed in, impatient. The rest of the group agreed, muttering and nodding. "This is exciting! I haven't been to a ball in a while, let alone a masquerade one!" Altair exclaimed to Varian who grinned at the other's enthusiasm. "I've never been to one, period." Varian admitted. Altair gave him a smirk. "Trust me Var; you're going to love it."

"Rapunzel, is this really necessary?" Varian whined while Rapunzel yanked a brush through his unruly hair. "You want to look good for the ball, right?" "I guess so..." Varian grumbled back. He gritted his teeth as she dragged the offending brush through a difficult knot. "Or is it a certain person you want to look good for?" Rapunzel then teased, making Varian blush a dark scarlet. "M-maybe..." He squeaked out. "I knew it! You do like Altair!" She squealed, loudly tugging the brush from Varian's hair. "Please don't tell him!" Varian pleaded, looking at Rapunzel helplessly. She gave him a small smile and put the brush down to pat his head. "Don't worry, I won't. It's your choice when or if he finds out about your crush." She reassured, giving Varian a hug. "Thanks." "You're welcome. Now, your outfit for this ball..."

"Altair, you need to get ready." Cassandra said for what felt like the tenth time. Altair was currently running a comb through his hair furiously. "I am!" He snapped back, nervous. Cass rolled her eyes and gently plucked the comb from him. "I meant that you should get changed. Your hair's fine." "But-" "No buts! You're getting changed and then we're heading downstairs for the ball." Cass interrupted. Altair gave a groan and mooched over to the bed where his clothes were laid out. He then flung himself upon it dramatically. Cassandra had to scramble to grab his clothes to avoid them getting creased. She glared at him in frustration before her face softened and she sat down next to him. "Hey, what's brought on this?" She asked in concern. "It's nothing, really. I'm being dramatic..." "C'mon, you can tell me. I won't judge." Altair thought for a moment. He was panicking about this ball since Varian was going to be there and it was kind of apparent that he had a crush on Varian. He didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of Varian but admitting this was embarrassing so Altair settled for the next best thing. "I'm worried of messing up and embarrassing myself at this ball because I haven't been to one in ages..." Cassandra looked at him in pity

"You'll do fine. Besides, Raps, Eugene and I will be doing the talking. You and Varian just need to have fun." She looked like she wanted to say something else but closed her mouth and smiled instead. With that she placed the clothes back on the bed, rose and crossed the room to the door. "We have twenty minutes or so until the ball starts and I need to get dressed so I'll see you down there." "Right. See you there Cass!" Altair called as she left. He then breathed a sigh of relief. It was just a ball. He could do this.

  Varian shifted his mask in discomfort and grumbled to himself. These masks were itchier than they looked. Sure, it looked nice but it was a pain to wear. The matching coat wasn't too bad so that was a plus. Beside him, Rapunzel was in a gold and purple gown and mask. "So, are you ready?" She asked Varian. He gave a bashful grin. "I guess so." They linked arms and walked to the stairs where they were waiting to be introduced. "Introducing Her Royal Highness, Princess Rapunzel of Corona and her Royal Alchemist Varian." A voice yelled. A chorus of trumpets sounded as the pair descended in to the ball. From across the room, Altair found he was breathless as Varian waved to him awkwardly from the large staircase, sporting that nervous but sweet smile Altair had grown fond of. The royal blue and silver mask and jacket Varian was wearing complimented him wonderfully and instantly drew Altair's attention. "Wow." Altair heard himself murmuring and then felt the sharp turn of Cassandra's head beside him, followed by her infuriatingly knowing smirk. There would be no doubt that she would tease him later and smugly boast about how she 'could sense his crush on Varian from a mile away'. It was true though, he was a goner. Altair left Cass' side to go after Varian. She signalled a thumbs up and went to find Lord Harvey. Altair drew in a shaky breath and found Varian, who was weaving through people to get to him. "Well, well. Look at you." Altair complimented. Varian flushed with pride. "Not so bad yourself." Varian then smirked and gave a low bow. "Milord ~." Altair blushed and snorted in amusement. "Milord? That's a new one." He replied, commenting on the new nickname. Varian shrugged. "I figured since you're a prince..." He then extended a hand, stopping himself from rambling in the nick of time. "A dance, Milord?" He teased, chuckling. This time Altair giggled - giggled, he'd never done that over a nickname before! - and accepted Varian's offer with a grin. "Certainly."

I hope I did these characters justice as it was my first time writing as them. This was such fun to write and I hope to write more about The Boys.

[banglabooksme]

Valtairer Upanyas Tr. by Sunilkumar Ghosh pdf

Valtairer Upanyas Tr. by Sunilkumar Ghosh pdf

Valtairer Upanyas Tr. by Sunilkumar Ghosh pdfebook name- ‘Voltairer Upanyas’Writer- Valtaire (Francois-Marie Arouet)Translated by- Sunilkumar GhoshBook genre- Translated novel collectionFile format- PDFSize- 33MbPages- 408Quality- good, without any watermark, with a clickable table of content. Valtaire was a French philosopher as well as a writer, essayist of the luminous era. He has struggled…

[shima-draws]

Omg I love this!! Those silly boys are completely oblivious too lol

Thank you ❤️

@shima-draws

The Childhood game of: ‘’ how long will this one last’’? 

whenever you see The GaysTM strolling around with stuff in their hands check the clock and put’cha bets on a certain time. When  Quirin finds out whats going on - stop the timer. who got closer wins. 

‘s was Lilian this time

[0rdinarythoughts]

ہمیں پڑھنے ، گانے اور رقص کرنے دو، یہ تینوں چیزیں دنیا کو کبھی کوئی نقصان نہیں پہنچائیں گی۔

Let us read, sing and dance, these three will never do any harm to the world.

Valtaire

[zhel-rathan]

Deiform

Zhel.

He looked at the name, written down... “Zhel.” It was his name, one he’d chosen for himself... Zhel Rathan. He’d lived by it for more than a turn, answered to it on instinct.

But it wasn’t the name he was given at birth. Zheyur - Valtair had liked that name. Strong, but it flowed. The way he fought, the way Zhel fought now... Zheyur.

Even thinking it in his own mind, Zhel’s stomach got a knot. He’d given up that name when he left. By the Green Word, he was an outcast - exiled the moment he stepped foot out of the forest, though no one had cast him out.

Valtair had even tried to make him stay... But if he ever tried to go back, ever tried to be “Zheyur” again, he would be met as an outsider. Met like he’d met so many before him, who were not Viera. He could fight, maybe... But never win. Even if he managed to escape in the forests, Warders would search for him - hunt him.

Zheyur was gone... Zhel took his place - though, they weren’t so different. Not different at all, really. It was just a name that had changed, not the man it belonged to... And he’d gained so much as Zhel. It was the name Sechen said when she first told him she loved him.

What was in a name, really? Just a sound... Still, the name that he’d had, the name he’d gone by in Golmore... It was behind him, now.

Such was the way of the Green Word.

Master Post || Prompt Source || Challenge Carrd

[seeinganewlight]

your tags on that post about people who said waving through a window hits too close to home for them 'will get their asses shoved in a locker' or whatever rude thing that person wrote were so kind and supportive and it's great to see so thank you ✨💙

Thank you for this message! What upsets me is that I now feel like it’s the ‘popular thing’ to shit on DEH and it’s fans? Some can be WAY too much, but that happens in every fandom. People don’t have to like DEH, but I don’t think that it’s okay to say rude things about people who do. DEH deals with a lot of serious issues that people have such a hard time talking about if they personally are going through them, and this show has helped so many people. That is AMAZING. If this show helps someone feel less alone and like they don’t matter, then it has saved a life probably. As someone who knew someone who felt like Evan and Connor and wasn’t able to stop feeling that way, this show really means a lot to me and it makes me upset to see some people being so rude to others that it has helped.

If any of you feel alone and like there’s no one that is there for you, please come talk to me! I will be here for you, I will listen to you. I know how it feels to feel like no one is there for you and you should never feel that way, so please come talk to me. I love you and I am here for you.

[shima-draws]

THEY’RE STUPID YOUR HONOR!!!!

[shima-draws]

Aaaaa omg I love this 💕 So many Varians!! And mine is there too!! With Al!! It’s wonderful ^^

I thought I’m going to stop and do the whole picture of Varians, but there’s too much ideas in my head that I had drew it out (before I go back to do my animatic again). So here’s go not thing.

I’m calling this “Varian & identity crisis adventure”

Please bear with me with my bad English grammar, it not my first language.

Ps. @shima-draws I know it’s out nowhere but I love your son Altair and future Varian’s design so much that I have to add it here. Ps2. @chiscribbles4smiles I have to add my another favorite future!Varian from you (again) because this Varian is amazing (since he inspired my animatic in the first place too).