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[ya-what--ya-erster]

I REGRET NOTHING

Ref image under the cut!! :)

[blueiscoool]

Ukrainian soldiers share a meal after fighting against Russian terrorists.

[itssoh]

To forge a pleasant existence, you need hope, clarity, courage, and peace.

–Prem Rawat

[peachy-lutin]

It turns out the real winner of Eurovisin was the male nudity we saw along the way

[nadiuu]

El ángel caído – Capítulo 4: Mihael [Mello] Keehl

[kindaasrikal]

Thinking about the villains who left a lasting impression on both us and on the ninja is a journey.

Cause first you have Garmadon, the reason daddy issues exist.

Then you have Morro, the reason Wu is terrible at sharing secrets, and who also has his own issues of both an inferiority and superiority complex.

And then we have whatever went on with Harumi, the reason consequences should be considered. With her own, massive daddy issues. (Seriously, why would you ask THE Garmadon to be your dad)

Oh my GOD

One was Lloyd’s dad, one was Lloyd’s (technical??) cousin, and one was newly adopted sister (???) whose like those evil adopted step sisters in Gacha music videos. Man how did Wu and Lloyd survive in that family, and why’d Misako think they were a great family to marry into 😭

[anonymergremlin]

Change my mind but no matter your Rook's background, Teia will hangout with them, drinking some expensive wine and talk about whatever the hell is going on with your crow husbands.

[ddarker-dreams]

currently losing my mind because this image perfectly describes what it's like being feitan's darling

[sickofthistoxicshit]

Wait, but the most hilarious bit, is that Buck didn't get a hug from Eddie when he saved his life, and Buck didn't hug Eddie after he saved his life.

But Buck got a hug from Gerrard after he saved his life.

I'm sorry I just can't not find it hysterical 🤣🤣🤣

[probably-unreliable]

Day 2: Favorite Charm/Knack/Evocation

I went with God-King’s Shrike in the end since my first choice, the solar occult capstone, is too hard to draw in just one day OzO

[dykedvonte]

Preston x Danse is the only companion ship I think would actually work because Preston’s inner turmoil is sort of a loss of faith in himself due to the traumatic experiences he’s faced while Danse is looking for something to have faith in and would find the fact that despite the desire to give up Preston held out so long not just for the honor of the Minutemen but because he had some hope.

It would 100% start off as a lotta unhealthy on Danse’s side as I believe he completely lacks the emotional intelligence (due to a combination of factors) to recognize the he’s feelings as anything but a sort of respect for a superior along with leaning too much into Preston as a substitute for the BoS. Preston may not really have a title but he’s like THE Lieutenant of the Minutemen. Realistically he’s the only companion Danse would probably be comfortable taking instructions from especially for how trusted Preston is by the Sole Survivor and his adherence to military standards despite how unstructured the Minutemen are. It would be him waiting for orders, approval, anything from Preston and he thinks it’s just the desire to have the regiment of the BoS again but he also like when Preston compliments him on being useful or resourceful. He likes the stories of Minuteman glory days and he trades the stories of the BoS that don’t hurt to talk about. He likes the familiarity Preston would provide and he’d be oblivious that it’s not just new found loyalty to the Minutemen.

Yet Preston explains it himself that he’s not a natural leader. He’s not an instructor. He helps manage what the General has put in place and he content on doing that. He relays what needs to be done and does major upkeep but I don’t think he’d know what to do with this guy this literally marches up to him and practically begs for a mission that doesn’t exist. Like the formality and respect is nice but he can tell it’s covering something even if Danse doesn’t.

Danse could go to Sturges for the many repair and upkeep assignments he gives him and has the freedom to go straight to the Castle if he really wants a big mission, but he chooses to come to him everytime. He’s aware enough that Danse only trusts him out of all of the Generals confidantes but it would take a bit for him to understand why. If anything Danse should be strategizing with him as equals seeing as he almost got the Minuteme wiped out and Danse was a Paladin for the Brotherhood with many successes under his belt before Preston even led his first scouting mission. It’s like he sees him as some figure of hope, some one who can come in and add stability. Someone with a fresh outlook who can provide a new perspective for him.

It’s like he sees him like he saw/sees the Sole Survivor but that would be crazy because that would also mean… and then oh, it clicks.

The revelation is both flattering and he doesn’t know what to do with it cause how do you address “I know you respect me but is that the only feeling you have for me?” To the guy who like refuses to rest unless you tell him at ease? He has to reevaluate his whole manner of interaction with Danse cause this is a very slippery slope that he’s sliding down and it’s even more perilous due to Danse’s repressed emotions regarding… everything. There’s an equal chance Danse will try to open up as completely shut down and he’s not just concerned about it cause Sole Survivor cares for him but because he has grown to care for the guy too. It’s not like he doesn’t also enjoy Danse’s company and value as a Minuteman member. He’s not a love at first sight guy but he’s played with the idea, anyone would when you’ve spent nights trading stories, historical facts and beers by the fire in a little home you’ve carved for yourself through literal blood, sweat and tears.

I think it’s one of those cases where it’s agonizingly slow to the actual relationship but neither part are anguished about that. If anything happened to soon Danse would be too dependent and Preston not equipped to handle it. It’s a case where I genuinely think they’d bring out the best in each other cause theyd want to figure out what is best for the other and not just apply what they think is the best. It’s the care that Preston would ask Danse what he wants to do and encourage it and at the same time Danse would be incredulous everytime Preston second guesses himself.

Long story short it’s a good ship to me because it’s just two guys with broken confidences and faith in their roles being each other’s hype man and kissin a little about it.

[eurovision-facts]

Eurovision Fact #863:

During a sold out concert, Claude revealed that the theme of his Eurovision song will be "mothers," with specific inspiration from his own.

[Source]

"Wat tof!" by @/eurovisionpodcast on Instagram.com.

[dank-meme-my-gf-sends-me]

give me server-side anticheat or give me death

[peachy-lutin]

Graham Nortons increasing bafflement at Portugal's success in very amusing to me

[nadiuu]

El ángel caído – Capítulo 5: Mail [Matt] Jeevas

[mark-seins]

✿ A Second Chance | Ephemer Week 2024: Day 6

prompt: Stars // Sea of Stars

pairing: Hoa Sen Nguyen/Ephemer (Guardian!Ephemer

rating: G

word count: 1223

Not explicitly romantic, but they are currently in a relationship at this point in the story

“I knew I’d find you out here.”

Ephemer blinked, snapping out of his thoughts as he turned over his shoulder to find Hoa Sen leaning by the door frame of the balcony. At this point, Hoa Sen knew that Ephemer wasn’t much of a early sleeper. As long as the stars were bright across the skies; meeting with the slow dancing flowers in the inn’s small garden, Ephemer was up to stargaze. Sometimes he would be up to have late night conversations with Ghost, but for the most part... it was silence and eyes locked onto the night sky.

“Did you have a nightmare?” Ephemer asked, wondering what’s got Hoa Sen up at this hour. Comparing to him, Hoa Sen was a heavy sleeper; just like his small companion Kirby. When waking him up, it takes effort and negotiation with a sleepy dragonkin. It usually works with food, most importantly meat and a strawberry jam sandwich. He’s often known to take many naps when given the chance, and when there is a bed to rest in - he is out immediately.

However tonight was different, as he keeps his gaze on Hoa Sen while he joined him by the balcony, “Nah. I wouldn’t know it was a nightmare anyways since I can talk to my Chirithy now.” He says, leaning on the frame, “I had a hunch that at least one person in the group was gonna slip away and brood.”

Ephemer laughs rather softly, “Surprised your dragon instincts are sharper than your wakeful perception.”

“I may be a sleepy dragon, but I’m as alert as a loafed cat.” Hoa Sen shrugs to one side, “...Is there something on your mind?”

“Huh? I mean. Yes, generally speaking. I would be dead if I wasn’t thinking.” Ephemer tried to give a snark response, only to be met with a narrow look.

“You know what I mean, starlight.”

Ephemer fell quiet. Sighing, only to shake his head as he looked up at the sky.

“It’s ... a bit silly, actually.”

“I’m not going to laugh if that’s what you’re worried about.”

“No no.” Ephemer shook his head again, “It’s not - ... I’m not sure if you would understand...”

“Whatever it is,” Hoa Sen begins, keeping his composure as he leans further on the balcony rails, “I may understand it. I may not, but regardless I’m here to listen even if it’s just a small complaint of our visit in this world.”

While it sounded reassuring, Ephemer still didn’t feel convinced. He didn’t want to think about it... about what had happened in the Observatory. The memory was still fresh in his mind - enough to still remember the details. He had lived far too long enough to forget how short-lived the lives the people around him were. He’d forgotten the fear of it, how something seemed eternal can be taken away so easily. It reminded him of his reckless visit to the moon prior to his formal missions there. Ghost had always reminded him of how precious life is, and how privileged Guardians were to be able to live long.

At first to him, it didn’t really matter. He thought, as long as Ghost doesn’t shatter then his life wasn’t much of a concern. Yet with what had happened by the Yggdrasil tree... He realized many things.

Not everyone has the chance to be like the Guardians of his home. Not all stars get the chance to live as long as other stars. Some die, sooner than their expected outage. There are no altruistic entities like the Traveler in every world that would give these people second chances. He realized that even with a second chance of a new life, you will die once your Ghost is killed. To that end, death was inevitable. Not even immortals can avoid such a natural end to their story.

Supposedly, he understood that. He had to, knowing what risks every Guardian makes in their mission upon a hostile orbital system such as the Solar System. Yet the moment he saw what happened to Mimi, he couldn’t help but feel his feet grow cold. Sure her heart was still in safe hands and she can still be saved, but even then...

Even then, she was gone - just like that. Nothing even hinted to her shattered demise. All she did was what her heart believed and the darkness still overpowered her just like that. Her kindness wasn’t enough. Her strength wasn’t enough. Her light wasn’t enough

Thus he wondered, what would really keep the darkness away? Are the stars he’s looking at now the same as the ones he saw yesterday? He felt ill, and fear, and he didn’t know why other than that Mimi being stricken down triggered something in him that he never felt for a long while ever since he faced the Knight that killed Percy. Helplessness. Dread. The feeling that he was young and afraid, that he has yet to understand how precious life was until now.

Most importantly, Mimi was - is his younger sister. He felt like a part of him that was left from Rigel had been torn away. It was like if Apollo and.. or Wyvern were to die right now suddenly. He couldn’t process it, and the memories strike him down when he least expects it. Mimi is as important to Ephemer as his dads are, but he was afraid he was too late to let her know of such.

He couldn’t open all of this up to Hoa Sen. It would just be coherent, or bluffed over ... because Ephemer is the type to try to make light of things when it gets bad. But this was something he can neither make light of or even talk thoroughly if at all. No matter what he tries to start with, it always ends with a knot in his throat.

So instead, he asks Hoa Sen, “Do you think the stars we see here is the same one we will see when we get to the Dreaming City?”

There was a followed silence which Ephemer knew to be Hoa Sen pondering about that. He didn’t have to answer, but he was so tired of not knowing if it’s even worthwhile to look at a forever changing sky when you know your favorite star will disappear tomorrow.

Then Hoa Sen answered, “I believe so, but the stars we see today won’t be here tomorrow.”

“...Isn’t that scary?”

“To me? Yeah. The stars we see are worlds in some shape or form. To think some of them had reached the end of their lifespan makes me wonder what had happened to the life within. But I only hoped they were all filled with joy, sorrow, anger, and hope...” As Ephemer looked at the sky, Hoa Sen looked at the flowers below, “Stars and flowers go hand in hand. Like humanity, there are many - but some die for another to be born again. But a dying flower can still be saved.”

He gaped slightly, looking towards Hoa Sen as he determinedly faced Ephemer.

“There’s still hope for her to be saved.”

He wondered if Hoa Sen could read his mind at all, or the timing of things helped him piece everything together. Regardless, after hearing all of that... He shared the same determined grin and nodded in agreement.

“Yeah... You’re right.”