#Zuppi

[kisa-seira]

✨ Dragonguard Rayla ✨

What if Rayla would have joined the Dragon Guard, just like her parents? In another timeline perhaps? What would Callum think when he first sees her?

This picture was inspired by @zuppizup 's work Out of Time.

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[europahoynews]

Ucrania, Zuppi: Terminar con la guerra, es necesaria una paz justa y duradera

Comunicado de http://www.vaticannews.va — Por iniciativa de la Embajada de Ucrania ante la Santa Sede, en la Basílica de Santa María en Trastévere de Roma, el Cardenal presidente de la Conferencia Episcopal Italiana celebró una Misa para invocar la paz en el país del Este. A la ceremonia asistió la primera dama ucraniana, Olena Zelenska: «Hoy celebramos el día mil y uno de la oposición de la…

[sardies]

Festa di San Francesco di Sales, il cardinale Matteo Zuppi a Cagliari

Cagliari. Sabato 27 gennaio, nell’Aula magna del Seminario arcivescovile di Cagliari, si è svolto un incontro dedicato alla festa nazionale di San Francesco di Sales, patrono dei giornalisti, promosso dall’Unione Cattolica Stampa Italiana (Ucsi) e accolto dall’arcidiocesi, che ha ospitato il presidente della Cei e arcivescovo di Bologna cardinale Matteo Zuppi, alla presenza dell’arcivescovo di…

[xenomorfoalieno]

ZUPPI IN UCRAINA

[jedidragonwarriorqueen]

Possession

He tries to scream, to cry out, but it’s like he’s nothing. No-one. Just a passive wanderer in his own body.

Rayla grunts in pain as she is thrown into another tree.

Thrown by him.

It’s a whole new sort of terror, this disembodied helplessness. He doesn’t have eyes to cry or teeth to grit… no hands to ball in anger.

All he is is a ghost. A passenger along for the ride as Aaravos does with his body as he sees fit.

Aaravos laughs at him too. Callum can feel the Startouch’s amusement at his predicament. He can feel his delight as Callum’s body hurt’s Rayla over and over and over and over…

At least Soren got Ezran away. The wide-eyed horror as this body advanced on him is something Callum thinks he will never forget.

But his brother is safe from him.

For now.

Rayla assured that, at the cost of her own safety. Her own life.

So very Rayla.

He already knows Aaravos’ intentions. The connection flows back and forth more this time.

He knows Aaravos plans on toying with her for a while. Drawing it out as long as possible and then killing her slowly, painfully. While Callum can do nothing but watch. Sit passively by as she is rent asunder by his own hands.

Part of him thinks she knows how futile this struggle is. How hopeless.

She’s still pulling her punches though, still trying to incapacitate them.

Holding back is only hurting her more and all he wants to do is beg her to at the very least run.

Give up on him and save herself.

She doesn’t though, she continues to have faith in him. Getting up every time she’s knocked down. Trying to reach him, pull him free. “I know you’re still in there, Callum!” She spits blood onto the forest floor, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, her eyes fixed on his. “I know you’re stronger than him!”

How he wishes he could tell her he hears every word, he’s just to weak to resist the control.

He can see she’s faltering now, weak and injured. She has little left to give.

Aaravos knows it too, and Callum’s heart constricts when he realises Aaravos knows if he doesn’t finish her soon, she’ll loose consciousness.

Or worse.

And he wants very much to play with her.

Rayla rushes them, the remaining half of Runaan’s bow blade in her left arm. Not her good arm, but that hangs useless by her side.

She raises the knife, preparing to strike but even Callum can see her resolve crumble. Before she reaches them, she sobs, stumbling and dropping to her knees.

The blade skids across the forest floor, stopping when Aaravos lazily lifts Callum’s foot to intercept it.

Callum tries to scream, to cry out, push back… anything.

He already knows what Aaravos has planned, the images of Rayla’s ruined body flashing through their joined minds.

They bend down and pick up the knife, casually strolling over to where Rayla kneels panting on the rough ground. Grabbing her by the horn, they roughly pull her head back, chuckling at her tears.

“Any final words?” Aaravos snickers as he teases the blade along her neck. “He can hear you, you know? One last declaration of love? A plea for your life?”

Rayla swallows, looking defiantly into his eyes. “It’s not your fault, Callum.” She whispers, a tear rolling down her cheek as she smiles sadly. “Don’t blame yourself. It’s not your fault…”

Aaravos laughs, pushing the blade lower, pressing it against Rayla’s stomach. “We’ll see if you still think that once this is all over.”

He pulls back, preparing to gut her, the slow beginning of this torturous end…

Rayla closes her eyes, breathing out slowly. She looks resigned.

This cannot be happening. He can’t, he can’t, he can’t do this to Rayla. He can’t bare it. It’s too much.

Aaravos chuckles as he prepares to rip the knife through flesh and then there’s a blinding pain, burning like fire through his ribs.

They both gasp, falling on hands and knees as the breath is knocked from them.

“Idiot boy.” Aaravos sneers as he retreats into darkness, leaving Callum alone in his own mind.

“Callum!” Rayla crawls forward, arms reaching for him. “Oh Sources, Callum, what did you do?!”

“It doesn’t matter.” He coughs, only a little surprised to see the splatter of blood on the ground. He pays it no mind as he turns to look at Rayla, smiling softly. “He’s gone. You’re safe now.”

[ultimaedizione]

La strage dei migranti e le lacrime di coccodrillo

Quanta ipocrisia ci ha inondato ieri attraverso i Tg sul tragico naufragio sulle coste calabre a causa del quale sono annegate decine e decine di persone. Gente che chissà quando ha lasciato le proprie case dell’Afghanistan, del Pakistan e della Somalia. Ci sono sì i trafficanti di esseri umani, ma c’è anche una generale incapacità a comprendere andando oltre la strumentalizzazione di parte. Ieri…

[dargorian]

I swear I'll get Purgatory pics done eventually. Honest... Anytime I read something by Zuppi, I feel the urge to draw what's in my mind. I have some ideas for Zoom-mates (NOT 'after hours' lmfao), Fuel the Pyre, Borrowed Time, Out Of Time and A Dark Alternative is pulling at me too but I'll know after a few more chapters. The fic this is based on is called 'More' on AO3, and it's what was in my head when I read Rayla's creative way to get Callum to shut up. That one scene kept popping up in my mind, pecking at me to be drawn until I caved and here we are. Go! Read it! Give Zuppi love and encouragement to write more!

[a-very-sparkly-nerd]

Extremely important poll that transcends fandom and even Tumblr:

Whose side are you on in the @zuppizup vs @blutopaz15 'Stache War? We ride at midnight and fight to the death.

[numptypylon]

hi numpty i re-read your cottage cuddles au and it’s really faster and cheaper than therapy, in general, I wanted ask if you are continuing to write a sequel? no rush or complaints, it's just one of my favorite stories and I'm curious. thank you!

It’s ongoing, yeah. It’s been half-written for YEARS, and it’s not even supposed to be very long, I just accidentally wrote a prequel instead and then a bunch of other stuff 😅 I wrote words on the sequel within the last week though, it’s not abandoned, just these days are ridiculously busy, ALL my fandom endeavors are on pause right now. It means a lot to hear you return to the fics, I wrote them to be comforting (pain can be comforting, leave me alone XD)

All the sequel teaser are in the [where the heart is] tag and I’ll post more soon 😊

I also have a few other cottage cuddles fics in the works, at least 2 far-future ones, one wedding based and one first day of school for cottage kiddo and Callum both (he'll return to uni in his 30s). I'll probably post a teaser of the wedding fic next wip wednesday, it's too late for today.

Have a teaser of the sequel though! You thought the sequel would be sexy? Nah, it be dumb. Very very dumb XD under the cut bc mildly nsfw but mostly very dumb

“Um. It’s… just… been a while. For me.”

“Callum. Dummy.” She cupped his cheeks. “We live together. I know it’s been a while. I know I joked about… how good I am at sex but… I’ve never had sex with you. I don’t expect to know everything or for you to. I like you a whole lot, and we’ll make it work if you have the two-penis phenotype, you know I’m flexible in the penis-count department-”

He sputtered, choking on a bit of toothpaste, and the nervousness lifted like magic, because laughter was like that and… Rayla was like that.

“I love you,” he said, relishing in saying it, in letting it spill over as it came to him instead of getting bottled up inside him like a heartfelt-speech-timebomb. “And my junk is… very average. Average size and amount of everything. My hands are big, and I know there’s a stereotype, but it doesn’t hold up, in my case.”

“So you have 1.928 balls? Plenty of men have less than two, and more than two is a lot rarer-“

“Median!” he laughed. “I have a median amount of everything!” Rayla had so resented her obligatory statistics class she had resolved to use it in her daily life because it was so irrelevant to her work life. “Now, who’s a dork?”

[arnieb95]

No stache vs Stache, seems obvious to me

@blutopaz15 @zuppizup

[mar-im-o]

She scratches my brain. Idk what it is but I love her

Her name is Byte :D

[zuppypuppy]

I think true love is a women stabbing me to death so I can possess her and merge our soul into one body, together forever in bliss.

[europahoynews]

Zuppi: Perdón y justicia son el camino hacia la paz

Comunicado de http://www.vaticannews.va — En el Meeting de Rímini, el cardenal presidente de la Conferencia Episcopal Italiana, Matteo Zuppi, en diálogo con los medios vaticanos, reiteró que la reconciliación es el único camino para encontrar al hermano. Noticias del Vaticano Recibido en los estudios de Radio Vaticano – Vatican News en el Meeting de Rímini, el cardenal Matteo Zuppi subrayó la…

[moondustgleam]

IM WATCHING A DOCUMENTARY ABOUT EUGENICS LAUGHING MY ASS OFF BECAUSE OF THOSE FUCKING 'TACHE EDITS AHFHEJBXJSJJ

[robodog-network]

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[zuppizup]

Promise

“Runaan, I’m gonna have to ask you to do something.”

Runaan’s eyes darted to the staff in Callum’s hands as he got to his feet. He didn’t speak, clearly waiting for Callum to do so.

“There’s a spell that can trap Aaravos,” Callum spoke quickly, wanting to explain his plan before Runaan had a chance to object. “I- I’m going to have to do dark magic- and as soon as I finish the spell, Aaravos is going to possess me-”

“Possess you?” Runaan started, eyes once again moving between Callum’s face and the staff.

“He’s done it before, but- but-” A vision of Rayla opening her arms to him flashed in his mind’s eye, taking his breath away. His one deep truth...

He was going to have to let her down. He had to do dark magic again. It was the only way to save her.

His voice caught in his throat as he thought about Rayla, about what he’d made her promise. Maybe he could at least free her from that-

“I made Rayla promise she’d kill me if Aaravos ever possessed me again, but-” His voice broke as he blinked back tears.

Runaan exhaled sharply, gripping his bow. “You wish for me-”

“Rayla will never forgive herself if she’s the one who-” He sighed, regaining a little of his composure. “But she’ll forgive you.”

“Callum, there must be another way-” Runaan frowned, shaking his head.

“There isn’t time!” He steeled himself; they needed to leave. “Aaravos is already on his way to the Sun Forge. This is the only way to save her. To save everyone.”

Runaan sighed, holding Callum’s gaze for a moment before he nodded slowly.

“Thank you,” Callum’s voice broke again.

Now that it was decided, fear began to creep in. He didn’t have time for that, for second guessing.

“Tell her, I’m sorry. That I wish there was another way.” He bit his lip as his throat grew tight. “And- and, tell her I love her… I love her so much and I wish we could have had more time-”

Runaan took a shaky breath, placing a hand on his shoulder.

Callum’s voice caught in his throat and his vision swam as tears filled his eyes. “Tell her I wish… I wish we could have had that nice, quiet life.”