The Commander Cody obsession continues…Todays subject specifically Force sensitive Cody from the fic Every Grain Of Sand by Willshebemina which is a post order 66 Cody centric fic that is so delicious i will be reading it a second time. Kinda spoilers ahead:
We have Cody with his longer hair post fic / with and without his attempts at makeup
Him in his googles / facemask
His Tatooine fit / home made poncho
And his Coresant trash sugar baby fit worn to rob a bunch of unsuspecting gamblers blind
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[In this picture Sara Dylan snapped at sunset, if you notice what's behind him in the distance, you'll know why this song now.]
In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need
When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed
There’s a dyin’ voice within me reaching out somewhere
Toiling in the danger and in the morals of despair
Don’t have the inclination to look back on any mistake
Like Cain, I now behold this chain of events that I must break
In the fury of the moment I can see the Master’s hand
In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand
Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear
Like criminals, they've choked the breath of conscience & good cheer
The sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the way
To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay
I gaze into the doorway of temptation’s angry flame
And every time I pass that way I always hear my name
Then onward in my journey I come to understand
That every hair is numbered like every grain of sand
I have gone from rags to riches in the sorrow of the night
In the violence of a summer’s dream, in the chill of a wintry light
In the bitter dance of loneliness fading into space
In the broken mirror of innocence on each forgotten face
I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea
Sometimes I turn, there’s someone there, other times it’s only me
I am hanging in the balance of the reality of man
Like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand
[Not Dark Yet]
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Okay, so being at home (and ill!) has given me some time to organize my thoughts ahead of time for 2024, because I want to clean house a little bit across the board. Consider this a little informative post that'll simultaneously function as my to-do list to complete by the end of the year. In essence, I've seen the phrase 'do what makes you happy' enough times in the last year and a half to two years, that I think it's time for my donkey-level stubborn self to finally listen to it. So I'm going to do just that, and also, I'm going to clean house. In order of importance, where you'll find me most commonly, and what I'll work on getting up and running, this is the game plan:
Yelan: This one will hold most of my priority by a landslide. Fontaine, let's go.
Kafka: I have numerous starters/replies/meta and replies waiting, and these are not on hold out of disinterest; I simply need to organize/give into my priorities. Kafka is near and dear to me, but Genshin as a whole is more my home than Star Rail. Bear with me, I have every intention of running her alongside Yelan).
Me at self: Old theme/resources blog (x) needs urgent work.
And then, I have the secondary game-plan:
— Guizhong: She'll return, but I'm, very sadly, in a little bit of a mental lock here. Stay tuned!
— Zhongli: This is the big surprise, I suppose. I'm finally giving in. He may not come very soon as my current focus very much lies with Yelan in specific, but especially when Lantern Rite 2024 inevitably hits, I know the tears will fall, my heart will warm and I will be a mess. There were a plethora of reasons as to why I never made him, but— times and things change, friends are joining the Genshin crew (hi Lottie, I love you) and now, there's so much reason to. Besides, how can I not write the man who's kept the dream alive? Stay tuned x2.
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truly if you followed me after august 2022 im so sorry you caught me after starting at a job with internet so bad its nearly impossible for me to blog on company time. pre august 2022 i blogged all day my screen time was so unhealthy
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just made the connection between the storm on the three of swords card and the recurring storm/thunder motif linked to whelk (and noah’s murder) 😮
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“I have gone from rags to riches
In the sorrow of the night
In the violence of a summer’s dream
In the chill of a wintry light
In the bitter dance of loneliness
Fading into space
In the broken mirror of innocence
On each forgotten face
I hear the ancient footsteps
Like the motion of the sea
Sometimes I turn, there’s someone there
Other times it’s only me
I am hanging in the balance
Of the reality of man
Like every sparrow falling
Like every grain of sand.”
Photo of Bob Dylan performing at Stade Yves-du-Manoir, Colombes, France, by Thierry Orban (1981)
[Not Dark Yet]
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might fuck around and write more now i’ve organised my stuff and realised, with deep shame and alarm, just how many notebooks i own
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my daylist has the entirety of shot of love on it right now
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do you ever wake up and its another day in the american south and every single moment and thing you perceive all goddamn day is like a grim reminder of the prevailing culture of backwards wrongness and how terrible everything is and has been and is trying to become
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