#finira bene

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please enjoy this no-context meme from a forthcoming chapter of my astarion/the dark urge time travel story, finirà bene

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Kelis, my resisting Dark Urge Druid and entire heart.

Their personality is reserved and dry, and they have an incredibly odd moral code. They do a lot of good things for less-than-selfless reasons, and while resisting [REDACTED], they see no problem with killing or lying to people who deserve it.

As far as romance, they are together with both Astarion and Halsin.

I truly cannot overstate how many hours of each day I spend thinking about these characters. I have an Astarion POV time travel longfic in the works from this ‘verse: finirà bene, which tragically Kelis is Sir-Not-Appearing in for… so long.

Friends- Mutuals- Random people on the internet! Show me your Tavs!

I'll start with my current ones-

That lovely elf in the circlet is my Durge warlock, Thaddeus (pretentious as hells, I know). He's gorgeous and absolutely terrible. Guilty pleasure character.

The Tiefling is a bard and my Sweet and Fluffy (TM) character that I'm playing concurrently and can switch to when the Durge gets too dark. His name is Tayvis and he's romancing Karlach. He's literally just a cinnamon roll.

[sgiandubh]

Di solito non seguo le presenze occasionali di bionde o brune accanto a Sam. Nel corso degli anni sono rimasta in attesa di vedere tornare quella scintilla nei suoi occhi, lo sguardo da ragazzo/ uomo gentile dei primi anni. Caitriona ha indossato da tempo la maschera che toglie saltuariamente . Speravo che dopo le foto del funerale del padre l'era delle cazzate fosse finita. Evidentemente no. L'idiozia di queste rappresentazioni sta raggiungendo altezze irraggiungibili. Meglio sarebbe ignorare. E meglio sarebbe per entrambi leggere i post che li riguardano e che non rappresentano un pericolo per la loro vita reale. Forse pensano che tutto finira’ ma come saranno ricordati? . Per che cosa vogliono essere ricordati? Grazie per la tua ragionevolezza e sincerità.

Dear (returning) @findanserwers,

Grazie mille. Il problema che poni è importante: è così che vorrebbero essere ricordati? Spero di no. Altrimenti nemmeno Santa Rita potrebbe aiutarli. Entrambi.

Tradurrò prima il tuo contributo, poi la mia risposta.

' I usually do not follow the occasional blonde or brunette spotted next to Sam. Over time, I waited to see again that sparkle in his eyes, that boyish gentle gaze of early years. It's been a while Caitriona put on a mask, she does take off from time to time. I was hoping that after her father's funeral the fuckery era was over. It's obviously not the case. The idiocy of the show has reached unattainable heights. Better to ignore. And even better if they could read those posts that concern them and do not represent a danger for their real life. Perhaps they think it will all be over but how will they be remembered and for what? Thank you for being reasonable and honest.'

For our Anglophone friends, I answered:

'Thank you very much. The problem you are raising is important: is this how they would like to be remembered?

I hope not. Otherwise not even Saint Rita could help them. Both of them'.

Dear @findanserwers, money and fame do things to people. Compared to so many others, politicians included, they still look like dazed and confused amateurs. Yes, after all those years. Underneath that Constipated Matron and that Clueless Manwhore, those people still exist, somewhere. Sometimes, all it takes is just a walk in the park to get an unexpected glimpse of it. But we don't see them anymore. This is their rambunctious story. This is the life they have chosen to live. And these are also their perennial PR problems.

Un bacione. Pace e Bene.

[abr]

"Non c’è niente di meglio dell’occidente, ma deve riformarsi".

Banalità la prima parte - la seconda pure: che noia, lo sappiamo, tutto deve adattarsi e cambiare - così evidente e scontata che sovente viene dimenticata dai più presi dai vari ami idealisti.

L'ha detta Rémi Brague, filosofo francese, docente all'Università  Panthéon-Sorbonne di Parigi, specificando: "Il woke finirà. E l'Occidente supererà le proprie follie culturali". Bene, ci conto anch'io.

via https://www.ilfoglio.it/societa/2024/01/23/news/-il-woke-finira-e-l-occidente-superera-le-proprie-follie-culturali-parla-re-mi-brague-6128481/

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2023.

Happiness, hope, peace, healthy and wholesome new year.

A prayer of repentance (repentance).

May God (God) bless you in the New Year.  Hope everyone finishes 2022 well.

[성경 聖經 :성서 聖書 : The Bible : Scripture:The Holy book ]

Hebrews 4 

16 Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need.

16 Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.

Colossians 4

2 Continue in prayer, and watch in the same with thanksgiving;

2  Devote yourselves to prayer, being watchful and thankful.

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2023.

幸福、希望、和平、健康和健康的新的一年。

悔改的祷告（悔改）。

愿上帝（上帝）在新的一年里保佑你。 希望大家顺利完成2022。

[성경 聖經 :성서 聖書 : The Bible : Scripture:The Holy book ]

希伯來書 4

16  所以，我們只管坦然無懼地來到施恩的寶座前，為要得憐恤，蒙恩惠，作隨時的幫助。

16 所以，我們只管坦然無懼地來到施恩的寶座前，為要得憐憫，蒙恩惠，作及時的幫助。

所以，我們只管坦然無懼地來到施恩的寶座前，為要得憐憫，蒙恩惠，作及時的幫助。

歌羅西書 4

2  你們要恆切禱告，在禱告中警醒感恩。

2 你們要以感恩和警醒的心恆切禱告。

2  你們要恆切禱告，在此警醒感恩。

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2023.

Felicità, speranza, pace, sano e salutare anno nuovo.

Una preghiera di pentimento (pentimento).

Possa Dio (Dio) benedirti nel nuovo anno.  Spero che tutti finiscano bene il 2022.

[성경 聖經 :성서 聖書 : La Bibbia : Scrittura:Il libro sacro ]

Ebrei 4

16 Accostiamoci dunque con fiducia al trono della grazia, affinché possiamo ottenere misericordia e trovare grazia per essere aiutati al momento del bisogno.

16 Accostiamoci dunque con fiducia al trono della grazia di Dio, affinché otteniamo misericordia e troviamo grazia per aiutarci nel momento del bisogno.

Colossesi 4

2 Continua nella preghiera e veglia nella stessa con ringraziamento;

2  Dedicatevi alla preghiera, vigilando e riconoscendo.

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Bonheur, espoir, paix, nouvelle année saine et saine.

Une prière de repentance (repentance).

Que Dieu (Dieu) vous bénisse dans la nouvelle année.  J'espère que tout le monde finira bien 2022.

[성경 聖經 :성서 聖書 : La Bible : Ecriture: Le livre saint ]

Hébreux 4

16 Approchons-nous donc avec assurance du trône de la grâce, afin d'obtenir miséricorde et de trouver grâce pour être secourus en cas de besoin.

16 Approchons-nous donc avec confiance du trône de grâce de Dieu, afin que nous recevions miséricorde et que nous trouvions grâce pour nous aider au moment où nous en avons besoin.

Colossiens 4

2 Persévérez dans la prière, et veillez en elle avec action de grâces ;

2  Consacrez-vous à la prière, en étant vigilants et reconnaissants.

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2023.

Счастья, надежды, мира, здоровья и благополучия в новом году.

Молитва покаяния (покаяния).

Пусть Бог (Бог) благословит вас в Новом году.  Надеюсь, все закончат 2022 хорошо.

[성경 聖經: 성서 聖書: Библия: Писание: Священная книга]

Евреям 4

16 Итак да приступаем с дерзновением к престолу благодати, чтобы получить милость и обрести благодать для благовременной помощи.

16 Итак давайте с уверенностью приближаться к Божьему престолу благодати, чтобы получить милость и обрести благодать, которая поможет нам в наше время.

Колоссянам 4

2 Продолжайте молиться и бодрствуйте в том же с благодарением;

2  Посвятите себя молитве, бодрствуя и благодаря.

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2023.

Glück, Hoffnung, Frieden, ein gesundes und gesundes neues Jahr.

Ein Gebet der Buße (Buße).

Möge Gott (Gott) Sie im neuen Jahr segnen.  Ich hoffe, alle beenden das Jahr 2022 gut.

[성경 聖經 :성서 聖書 : Die Bibel : Schrift:Das Heilige Buch ]

Hebräer 4

16 Lasst uns deshalb kühn zum Thron der Gnade kommen, damit wir Barmherzigkeit erlangen und Gnade finden, um in Zeiten der Not zu helfen.

16 Dann lasst uns vertrauensvoll vor Gottes Gnadenthron treten, damit wir Barmherzigkeit empfangen und Gnade finden, die uns in Zeiten der Not hilft.

Kolosser 4

2 Fahre fort im Gebet und wache mit Danksagung darin;

2. Widmet euch dem Gebet, seid wachsam und dankbar.

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2023.

Felicidad, esperanza, paz, año nuevo saludable y saludable.

Una oración de penitencia (arrepentimiento).

Que Dios (Dios) los bendiga en el Año Nuevo.  Espero que todos terminen bien el 2022.

[성경 聖經:성서 聖書: La Biblia: Escritura: El libro sagrado]

Hebreos 4

16 Acerquémonos, pues, confiadamente al trono de la gracia, para alcanzar misericordia y hallar gracia para el oportuno socorro.

16 Acerquémonos, pues, al trono de la gracia de Dios con confianza, para que podamos recibir misericordia y hallar la gracia que nos ayude en nuestro momento de necesidad.

Colosenses 4

2 Perseverad en la oración, y velad en ella con acción de gracias;

2 Dedíquense a la oración, siendo vigilantes y agradecidos.

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2023.

Kebahagiaan, harapan, kedamaian, tahun baru yang sehat dan sehat.

Doa pertobatan (pertobatan).

Semoga Tuhan (Tuhan) memberkati Anda di Tahun Baru.  Semoga semua orang menyelesaikan tahun 2022 dengan baik.

[성경 聖經 :성서 聖書 : Alkitab : Kitab Suci: Kitab Suci ]

Ibrani 4

16 Oleh karena itu marilah kita dengan berani datang ke takhta kasih karunia, agar kita dapat memperoleh belas kasihan, dan menemukan kasih karunia untuk membantu pada saat dibutuhkan.

16 Marilah kita mendekati takhta kasih karunia Allah dengan keyakinan, sehingga kita dapat menerima belas kasihan dan menemukan kasih karunia untuk membantu kita pada saat kita membutuhkan.

Kolose 4

2 Terus berdoa, dan berjaga-jaga dengan ucapan syukur;

2  Tekunkan dirimu untuk berdoa, berjaga-jaga dan bersyukur.

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2023.

Kaligayahan, pag-asa, kapayapaan, malusog at malusog na bagong taon.

Isang panalangin ng pagsisisi (pagsisisi).

Pagpalain ka nawa ng Diyos (Diyos) sa Bagong Taon.  Sana matapos ng maayos ng lahat ang 2022.

[성경 聖經 :성서 聖書 : Ang Bibliya : Banal na Kasulatan:Ang Banal na aklat ]

Hebreo 4

16 Kaya't lumapit tayo na may katapangan sa luklukan ng biyaya, upang tayo ay magtamo ng awa, at makasumpong ng biyaya na tutulong sa oras ng pangangailangan.

16 Kaya't lumapit tayo sa trono ng biyaya ng Diyos nang may pagtitiwala, upang tayo ay makatanggap ng awa at makasumpong ng biyaya na tutulong sa atin sa panahon ng ating pangangailangan.

Colosas 4

2 Manatili sa pananalangin, at magbantay sa gayon na may pagpapasalamat;

2  Italaga ang inyong sarili sa panalangin, maging mapagbantay at magpasalamat.

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2023.

खुशी, आशा, शांति, स्वस्थ और स्वस्थ नया साल।

पश्चाताप की प्रार्थना (पश्चाताप)।

भगवान (भगवान) आपको नए साल में आशीर्वाद दें।  आशा है कि हर कोई 2022 को अच्छी तरह से समाप्त करेगा।

[성경 聖經 :성서 聖書 : द बाइबल : इंजील: द होली बुक ]

इब्रानियों 4

16 इसलिये आओ, हम अनुग्रह के सिंहासन के निकट हियाव बान्धकर चलें, कि हम पर दया हो, और वह अनुग्रह पाएं, जो आवश्यकता के समय हमारी सहायता करे।

16 सो आओ, हम परमेश्वर के अनुग्रह के सिंहासन के निकट हियाव बान्धकर चलें, कि हम पर दया हो, और वह अनुग्रह पाएं, जो आवश्यकता के समय हमारी सहायता करे।

कुलुस्सियों 4

2 प्रार्थना में लगे रहो, और धन्यवाद के साथ उसी में जागते रहो;

2  जागते और कृतज्ञ रहते हुए प्रार्थना के लिए खुद को समर्पित करें।

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2023.

السعادة والأمل والسلام ، عام جديد صحي ومفيد.

دعاء التوبة.

بارك الله فيك في رأس السنة الجديدة.  أتمنى أن ينتهي الجميع 2022 بشكل جيد.

[성경 聖經: 성서 聖 書: الكتاب المقدس: الكتاب المقدس: الكتاب المقدس]

عبرانيين 4

16 فلنأتي بجرأة إلى عرش النعمة لننال رحمة ونجد نعمة تساعد في وقت الحاجة.

١٦ فلنتقدم بثقة إلى عرش نعمة الله ، حتى ننال الرحمة ونجد نعمة لمساعدتنا في وقت احتياجنا.

كولوسي 4

2 واظبوا على الصلاة واسهروا فيها بالشكر.

2 تفرغوا للصلاة وسهرًا وشكرًا.

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2023.

אושר, תקווה, שלום, שנה חדשה בריאה ובריאה.

תפילת תשובה (תשובה).

שאלוהים (אלוהים) יברך אותך בשנה החדשה.  מקווה שכולם יסיימו את 2022 בטוב.

[성경 聖經 :성서 聖書 : התנ"ך : כתבי הקודש: הספר הקדוש ]

העברים 4

16 הבה נבוא אפוא באומץ אל כסא החסד למען נשיג רחמים ונמצא חסד לעזרה בשעת צרה.

16 אז הבה ניגש לכס החסד של אלוהים בביטחון, כדי שנוכל לקבל רחמים ולמצוא חסד שיעזור לנו בעת צרכינו.

הקולוסים 4

2 המשיכו בתפילה וצפו בהודיה;

2  הקדישו את עצמכם לתפילה, היו ערניים ואסירי תודה.

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2023년.

행복, 소망, 평강,건강하고 건전한 새해.

참회(회개)의 기도.

하나님(하느님)의  축복이  머무는 새해 되기 바랍니다. 모두 2022년 마무리 잘 하시기 바랍니다.

[성경 聖經 :성서 聖書 : The Bible : Scripture:The Holy book ]

♡ 히브리서 4장

  16 그러므로 우리가 긍휼하심을 받고 때를 따라 돕는 은혜를 얻기 위하여 은혜의 보좌 앞에 담대히 나아갈 것이니다

16 그러므로 우리는 불쌍히 여기심을 받고 때를 따라 도우시는 은혜를 받기 위하여 담대하게 하나님의 보좌로 가까이 나아갑시다.

16 그러므로 우리는 담대하게 은혜의 보좌로 나아갑시다. 그리하여 우리가 자비를 받고 은혜를 입어서, 제때에 주시는 도움을 받도록 합시다.

16 그러므로 용기를 내어 하느님의 은총의 옥좌로 가까이 나아갑시다. 그러면 우리는 하느님의 자비와 은총을 받아서 필요한 때에 도움을 받게 될 것입니다  (히브리인들에게 보낸 편지 4장 [공동번역])

♡ 골로새서 4 장

2  기도를 계속하고 기도에 감사함으로  깨어 있으라

2 기도에 힘을 쓰십시오. 감사하는 마음으로 기도하면서, 깨어 있으십시오.

2  항상 기도에 힘쓰십시오. 기도할 때 정신을 바짝 차리고 하나님께 감사하십시오.

2  항상 깨어 있으면서 감사하는 마음으로 꾸준히 기도하십시오.  (골로시아인들에게 보낸 편지 4장  공동번역)

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it’ll end well.

fandom: the old guard song: finirà bene band: ermal meta lyrics + translation under the cut bc outgoing links are a no-go

(i made this in an absolute stone age version of imovie and also i've never made a fanvid before so i am pretty proud of this!!! also pls read the lyrics for that extra emotional gutpunch!!)

Questo non è buio sono solo gallerie Questa pioggia unisce le tue lacrime e le mie So che pure tu senti la voglia di scappare O di ritornare Sai che soli al mondo è non è facile restare Che una rivoluzione pure in due si può iniziare Pensa a quante volte ci facciamo anche del male Ma non ti preoccupare Finirà bene Finirà bene Finirà bene Finirà bene Finirà bene Finirà bene Finirà bene So che pure tu hai dato più di quel che hai preso Che a volte non pensarci sembra l’unico rimedio Le cicatrici sono le cerniere del passato Ma non ti preoccupare Finirà bene Finirà bene Finirà bene Finirà bene E non è colpa tua Se non riesci a decidere Se restare o andar via O lasciare tutto così com’è E non è colpa mia Se ho bisogno di credere Che qualcuno ci sia Che ha bisogno di me Finirà come deve Finirà finirà Finirà come vuole Finirà come viene Finirà finirà che non dura per sempre Non ti preoccupare Finirà finirà finirà Bene Bene Bene Finirà bene Per te e pure un po' per me Finirà bene Anche se non ci vuoi credere Finirà bene Per noi che non sappiamo vincere Che non sappiamo vincere Finirà bene Per te che cresci i figli da solo Finirà bene Per te che ogni porta diventa un muro Finirà bene Lo so, ti giuro Finirà bene Finirà bene (bene) Finirà bene (bene) Ti giuro finirà bene Finirà bene (bene) Finirà bene (bene) Finirà bene (bene)

This isn’t darkness, it’s just tunnels This rain merges your tears to my own I know you too feel the need to run Or to come back You know that alone in the world it’s not easy to live That a revolution even with two can start Think of the times we hurt ourselves But don’t worry It’ll end well It’ll end well It’ll end well It’ll end well It’ll end well It’ll end well It’ll end well I know  that you too have given more than you've taken That sometimes not thinking about it seems the only cure Scars are windows to the past But don't worry It’ll end well It’ll end well It’ll end well It’ll end well And it’s no fault of yours If you can’t decide To stay or go away Or to leave everything as it is And it’s no fault of mine If I need to believe That someone is here And is in need of me It'll end as it should It'll end, it'll end It'll end as it wants to It'll end as it comes It'll end, it'll end that it won't last forever Don't worry It’ll end, it'll end, it'll end Well Well Well It’ll end well For you and also a little for me It’ll end well Even if you don’t want to believe it It’ll end well For us who don’t know how to win Who don’t know how to win It’ll end well For you who raise your children alone It’ll end well For you to whom every door turns into a wall It’ll end well I know, I swear It’ll end well It’ll end well (well) It’ll end well (well) I swear it'll end well It’ll end well (well) It’ll end well (well) It’ll end well (well)

[phoen-i-x]

se non ci penso più, mi sento b e n e  

[a-hobbit-in-isengard]

This is for all the peeps that have to suffer the geoblock :D

[solo-stef]

Ecco, ho rebloggato il prezioso link inviatomi da @mafelofr, che in effetti @ilpianistasultetto ha spiegato senza troppi fronzoli i concetti base di questo troiaio di autonomia differenziata.

Bene, (cioe' male, molto male), a questo punto cosa possiamo fare noi? Avevo letto da qualche parte che il PD avrebbe chiesto un referendum su questo, seciondo voi sara' possibile?

Cmq mi chiedo come siamo potuti arrivare a questo punto, e lo dico da cittadina di una regione, la Toscana, che tutto sommato penso che con questo sistema potrebbe avere dei vantaggi.

in ogni caso come al solito soldi non ce ne sono quindi i famosi livelli essenziali delle prestazioni vorrei sapere con cosa li garantiscono.

Finira' come gia' ipotizzato dal Pianista, con regioni in auto super lusso che portano i figli in scuole super tecnologiche e regioni in utilitarie che portano i figli nelle scuole degli anni 50.

Autonomia differenziata spiegata in parole povere.

In Parlamento e' in discussione la legge costituzionale che istituisce autonomia regionale su molte materie, dalla scuola alla sanita', agli ordini professionali fino alla gestione di corpi militari, 23 materie in tutto. Premessa di tutto, assicurare comunque ad ogni regione, livelli essenziali di prestazione, livelli che devono essere garantiti su tutto il territorio nazionale.

Iniziamo con il dire che "essenziale" e' un aggettivo fumoso. Se chiediamo per strada, l'80% delle persone non saprebbe rispondere sul suo significato. Un sinonimo piu' comprensibile: indispensabile. Cosa serve di indispensabile per far funzionare la scuola? Banchi, lavagne e cattedre. Ecco, questo assicura lo Stato. E la sanita'? Letti, lettighe, ambulanze, gli strumenti per interventi chirurgici, per visite specialistiche, e per degenze.

Che succedera'? Le regioni svantaggiate avranno scuole con lavagne in ardesia, palestre con la spalliera e la cavallina di legno come negli anni '70 e i ragazzi scriveranno con penne e calamaio; l'essenziale, appunto. Qualche altra regione avra' lavagne luminose, proiettori a parete, aria condizionata e palestre con attrezzatura tecnologicamente avanzata e i ragazzi studieranno con Ipad e pc portatili.

In alcune regioni si faranno interventi chirurgici con il bisturi e 80 punti di sutura per una semplice appendicite e in qualche regione gli interventi verranno fatti con il laser compiuterizzato in day -hospital.

Vogliamo rendere tutto piu' semplice? Ok! Per andare al lavoro serve l'automobile. Lo Stato assicura il livello essenziale per soddisfare quel bisogno. "Ecco, almeno una bella Fiat Panda". Vedremo cittadini di alcune regione tutti a bordo di Fiat Panda e cittadini di altre regioni a bordo di Mercedes Plug-in hybrid.

Chi non capisce questo, credo capisca niente nemmeno con i disegnini.

@ilpianistasultetto

[sognare-tra-le-luci-di-roma]

Thank you Ermal Meta for my life

[inaconstantstateofchange]

finirà bene - an Astarion/Dark Urge/Halsin time travel redux

Summary: At the very moment of the Absolute's defeat, Astarion opens his eyes to find himself amidst familiar burning wreckage, face-to-face with a Shadowheart who has no knowledge of their companion, the dragonborn Kelis. Stuck in this familiar-unfamiliar situation, Astarion will have to reforge alliances alone as he seeks to make his way out of this nightmare, and find his missing partner(s).

Pairing: endgame Astarion/Dark Urge/Halsin, with a primary in-fic focus on Astarion/Halsin (as Kelis is busy haunting the narrative).

Reposting because I'm very proud of the new banner - Kelis artwork done by @somespareserotonin-please - and because I haven't had a proper masterpost up yet.

Prologue and Chapter 1 are up on AO3, and I'll put them here for anyone who prefers to read that way. Chapter 2 is finished - 5k words! - and in the process of final editing and formatting to post here and on AO3, probably tomorrow at the latest.

I'd love to hear your thoughts, and hope you enjoy the journey as much as I do! ^^

Prologue: alone in the world

The din of battle fades out in patches, his ears ringing as the world swims before his eyes, dizzying colors erupting and obscuring the pitted surface of the nautiloid around him. Staggering to the side, he focuses on catching his balance, running his gloved hand along the gaps in his armor, looking for any puncture wounds carrying poison he didn’t notice.

Not now, not like this. The thought whispers through his mind like the frenzied beat of a drum. After everything they have battled through to reach this point, to survive it together, surely this cannot be the end, not when their true enemy is so close to defeat.

Through the spots encroaching further into his vision, and the strangely warped perspective the world around him is taking on, he casts about for Kelis, separated from him by the tide of battle for some time now.

At last, he sees them, far too close to the Brain for any comfort, near death though it is beginning to seem. Perhaps that is only wishful thinking, but — surely, surely it must be nearly defeated.

Their owlbear form seems somehow larger than he’s ever seen it, magnificent and ferocious. With a resonant shriek that builds from their chest and erupts into the air around them, they jump up toward the stormy sky above, body tilting down gracefully at the apex of their leap in preparation to bring the full force of gravity down with them on the target of their final strike — that wretched, hateful Crown.

He bares his teeth in wild, bloodsoaked joy, ready for this months-long nightmare to be over, but the world will not allow him more than this moment. As Kelis’s claws make contact with the sickening glow of the Crown’s gems, the warping that had faded into the background, holding its breath like everyone else in the battle, rushes to life with redoubled intent, now eating through not only his vision, but seemingly the world itself.

The last image he has before all is overtaken by crackling brilliance is Kelis blinking out of existence — present one moment, and gone without a single discernible trace of a spell’s effect the next.

His unbeating heart twists in his chest, nausea filling his entire body.

Not now, not like this.

“Kelis! Ke-”

His words disappear in the space between breaths, and he himself follows suit.

For a moment, an empty crown glints in the waning sunlight, before it too fractures, cracks, and splinters away.

Across a starlit sky, a burning nautiloid hurtles toward the ground, its trajectory cut short by its impact with the riverbank.

Numerous eyes track its passage, and a multitude of forces and individuals set to devising their responses to this unexpected incursion.

On a grassy outcropping, one pod is ejected at a sharp angle, its surface breaking open and its captive launched forward against the grass.

A white-haired elf lies still among the rocks and silt, unbreathing, as the sun’s rays climb over the horizon, inching closer and closer to his unresponsive form.

“-lis! Kelis?” The world filters back in in discordant jumps and starts — but something isn’t right. Blinking his unaccountably heavy eyelids open against the blinding sun, many somethings are not right.

Behind him lies the burning wreckage of an all-too-recognizable nautiloid, flames still crackling hungrily amidst the ruins.

Dumbly, he springs to his feet and spins around as quickly as the vertigo wracking his body will allow, knowing what he is searching for even as a horrible certainty grows in him that he will not find it.

To the left: the sharp drop to the Chionthar, its brilliant blue water belying the nightmare he must be inhabiting.

To the right: more wreckage, an extremely distressed boar, and — a familiar figure, albeit with a hair color he is no longer used to. His mind catches on this detail for a moment before abandoning it for more pressing matters.

“Shadowheart! What things have come to that the sight of your dour visage brings me relief, of all things. Will wonders never cease!” His voice is overly cheery, perhaps a touch manic, but no one who truly matters is around to mention it, so he’ll grant himself a temporary allowance.

“Now, is this an illusion spell of some form? Do you know of any way to break it? As patient as I would love to be, time is very much of the essence, so a bit of alacrity would be greatly appreciated!”

Alright, perhaps a slightly less temporary allowance.

Unexpectedly, the cleric’s response is to take a sharp step backward, expression growing even more wary.

“How do you know my name? We have certainly not yet been introduced, to my knowledge.” Her voice is icy and biting, without even the edge of begrudging fondness that had begun growing there in the past weeks.

His face slackens for a moment, thoughts whirring through his mind almost faster than he can note them. Something is far more awry here even than he originally considered.

As quickly as he can, he runs through what he knows of spells that could achieve an effect as encompassing as this appears to be. There are not a great many, but of course a creature as unprecedented as the Nether Brain could have access to a multitude of unknown magics.

None of his senses are telling him that anything around him is untrue or fabricated, despite his mind screaming very much the opposite. The wind coming from the water carries with it the expected smells, and the creaks and groans of organic machinery breaking down into the flames is as he remembers from his first day of freedom.

Most damningly of all — everything about Shadowheart is exactly as he recalls from their first meeting, down to the very smell of her, in his experience the most difficult sense for any illusion spell to accurately replicate.

He switches tacks as smoothly as he can, pushing as far down as it will go the part of him that wants to start screaming, and perhaps never stop.

Pasting on the smile that charmed hundreds of Baldur���s Gate’s finest to their deaths, he draws himself up into a less alarming pose, that perhaps screams an iota less ‘I am about to break down and begin stabbing every thing in sight.’

“My deepest apologies; I have had some… dealings, shall we say, with your cohort in Baldur’s Gate before, and was pleased to encounter a familiar face in an area this… desolate.” The sneer on his face as he peers around theatrically is not at all difficult to manufacture.

“I had no idea you were on one of your Lady’s more sensitive missions. Rest assured I will abide by all due secrecy in the future.”

He closes his speech – marvelously tailored under so short a time constraint, as far as he is concerned – with a hand flourish and a tip of his head, telegraphing foppish carelessness with all his might, but in truth desperate for the opportunity to hide his face away, even for a moment. The battle to keep that part of him that wants to break down – in tears or in murder, it is impossible to say – in check is becoming more difficult by the moment.

After an artful pause, he casts his eyes up through his fringe, checking for the success of his fabrication.

Shadowheart’s frown deepens visibly for a moment, discomfited by something about his statement, before the tension lines in her face smooth out and she shifts into a more neutral, although still readied, position.

“Apology accepted, although you would certainly benefit from greater discretion in the future —particularly if you intend to continue your dealings. The Mother Superior does not tolerate failure, as you must know.”

He inclines his head once more before returning upright, smile coming much more naturally now as he submerges himself in his role.

“Of course! My deepest thanks for your helpful reminder and concern for my person.”

A dismissive scoff is her only response as she turns to survey the wreckage herself.

Seeing an opportunity, he ventures a question. “I saw you on the ship, I’m fairly certain. However did you escape from those wretched pods?”

“There was someone else up there, who helped free m-,” Her answer comes without hesitation at first, only to cut off abruptly as her brow furrows.

With furious and feral hope clawing its way up his chest, he interjects as intently as he dares, “There was someone else loose up there? Who? What did they look like?!”

After a moment, he tacks on a weak justification, attempting to play off his intensity, “They must have been impressive indeed, to free you from such a fate.”

She doesn’t pay his inconsistency any mind, eyes clouded as she continues looking over the wreckage, seemingly in search of something in particular.

After another long moment, she turns away with a firm shake of her head. “No… no, there was no one. My pod broke when the ship crashed, just as yours did, I presume.”

He barely keeps himself from pressing her, biting back the words trying to escape him as he marshals the increasing urge to grab her shoulders and shake her, demanding to know if she had seen a red Dragonborn with bottomless black eyes.

At this point in his ongoing nightmare, he is becoming sickly certain that hearing her answer would be even worse than the creeping dread that is slowly overtaking him.

“Well, all’s well that ends well, I suppose!” With a false laugh and a bright grin he doesn’t feel even a fraction of, he commits to the course he’s set for himself.

Stay alive.

Don’t drive off one of your least useless comrades, in the event that this ends up not being some illusory nightmare realm.

Find a camp or similarly secluded place of respite.

Have a breakdown that will rank in at least the top ten of your very long life.

Make a plan.

Find Kelis.

[breaddo]

i listened to finirà bene before a d&d session and the entire party failed at the end and i don’t know what to make of that

[technicallycleverdetective]

Top 10 songs currently living in my head

Tagged by @verecunda. Thank you :) What an interesting game.

1. La Storia Infinita by Pinguini Tattici Nucleari, which I’ve now heard enough times to sing without lyrics.

2. Un’emozione da poco by...well, not originally, but this version is sung by Luca Marinelli. Same as above. I had a full week where it just played in a loop non-stop, although fortunately it’s settled down now.

3. Per le strade una canzone by Eros Ramazzotti feat. Luis Fonzi. Only in the last couple of days, but that’s enough.

4. Den Exo Idea by Melisses - it’s written in Greek so that may not be spelled right, and also I don’t speak Greek so it’s just tuneful sounds in my head, but it’s enjoyable :)

5. Non sono una signora by Loredana Berte. The best song ever for singing to a steering wheel.

6. Finira bene by Ermal Meta.

7. Luce (Tramonti a Nord Est) by Rancore and La rappresentante di Lista.

8. Comunque andare by Alessandra Amoroso.

9. Blinding Lights by The Weeknd

10. Arresto cardiaco by Fabrizio Moro, although mostly the music with the occasional word thrown in there.

And I tag @sociallyawkwardwriter @raisedtokeepquiet @consulting-angel-in-bag-end @enter-the-bear-circle @i-know-i-am-there @dreamers-queen if any of you are in a musical mood. If anyone else is in a musical mood, please feel free to participate and tag me too :)

[gloriabourne]

I'm almost crying how amazing and sensitive Ermal is with his fans, in these hard times for everyone he shows his love, respect and trust. I didn’t understand why some fans attacked him, he was so sweet letting us see a little part of the most intimate side of his life and I’m proud he did it for us, 1/3

such a private person like him is so much in love that posted his partner’s photo, he sees us as his friends, like equals, sharing pure happiness of being in love and being loved, it’s so beautiful! He shows that even during pandemic when people die and lose the ones they love, one still can love, have sex, make plans, 2/3

do cool things and have hopes, life goes on and he shows us all the beauty of it. He always finds words of support and right moment to do nice things for his fans and when he says finira bene I believe him. I ship metamoro but no one sane would believe in it for real, for this we have fanfiction and I hope you’ll make us happy with new ones.3/3

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Well, with your sentence "no one sane would believe in it for real" I think you have offended a large part of this fandom. You said that some people in this fandom (a lot of people actually) are insane. And I can't stand offenses like this one.

So I'm sorry but I'm not going to answer to this stuff.

The only thing I want you to know is that, even if I really love Ermal, I think you are put him on a pedestal. He's a human being like everyone else and the fact that he posted a picture of a girl doesn't make him amazing or sensitive.

[unavitadisguardi]

sono mesi ormai che non esco piu regolarmente da casa, piu i giorni passano e piu la mia ansia sociale aumenta. vorrei non uscire mai piu ma allo stesso tempo vorrei farlo. quando sono costretta ad uscire mi sento male, mi sento fuori luogo, giudicata, stringo i punti cosi forti che le unghie lasciano dei solchi nei palmi delle mani, se mi concentro su quel dolore non penso a quanto vorrei scappare da li. non posso parlarne con i miei perché non capirebbero, nessuno mi capisce. mi prendono in giro scherzando sul fatto che io non esca mai, che non ho una vita sociale. rido anche io perché in se fa ridere, ho 20 anni e passo le mie giornate a letto, fa sganasciare dalle risate. quando rido di questo sento l'ansia prendere il sopravvento su di me e una serie di domande iniziano a ronzarmi in testa: durerà per sempre? arriverà mai qualcuno che riuscira a tirarmi fuori da qui? riuscirò mai a sentirmi bene con me stessa?. tutti quesiti ai quali io non so dare risposta. ho provato tante volte a parlarne con qualcuno ma non ho mai avuto il pieno coraggio di farlo concretamente. piu i giorni passano piu la mia ansia cresce, mi sta mangiando dentro, la luce che si stava facendo strada da qualche mese a questa parte sta venendo di nuovo sopraffatta dal buio. il buio mi spaventa. il buio è cattivo, ho paura prenda il pieno possesso di me e mi faccia diventare qualcuno con cui non riuscirei mai a convinvere. e mi sento morire, ogni giorno vorrei solo restare a letto e vorrei che la gente si dimenticasse di me, cosi che io possa restarci per quanto voglio senza che qualcuno mi faccia domande. ma al coltempo ho paura di rimanere da sola, questa cosa, questo mostro, è troppo grande da poter manovrare da sola, non riesco a gestire questo caos, da sola non riesco, ma nessuno se ne accorge perché sono diventata una perfetta attrice a nasconderlo. alterno momenti di ira in cui vorrei solo urlare e accasciarmi in terra, a momenti in cui non provo assolutamente niente, sento il mio corpo li ma non li, e a momenti tranquilli in cui riesco a sorridere e ridere di gusto, ma purtroppo durano poco percio cerco sempre di godermeli al meglio. mi dispiace anche per la mia famiglia, non ho mai parlato con nessuno di come sto. mai. e mi urtano perche loro non capirebbero, come possono capire una cosa che nemmeno io riesco a spiegare? mi dispiace per mia sorella che ha bisogno di me ma con lei il mio corpo si rifiuta, mi cresce una rabbia immotivata e non so come gestirla, evito spesso di uscire o fare cose con lei, ma io la amo eppure il mio cervello mi dice altro. non riesco a capire. circa 3/4 mesi fa passai uno dei momenti decisamete piu brutti di tutta la mia vita, come se tutto il mio dolore accumulato in tutti questi anni avesse preso il pieno controllo su di me e mi avesse spinto a pensare a cose brutte, orribili, ma che da allora non mi hanno abbandonata. ero arrivata a scrivere una lettera a mia mamma, ovviamente non l ho mai consegnata, è ancora li nel cassetto sotto i calzini, non so cosa volevo fare con quella lettera. nel momento in cui l ho scritta avrei pensato al come lasciarmi andare, la morte mi spaventa ma in quel momento ero cosi stanca che avrei fatto di tutto per stare meglio. quei pensieri non sono molto frequenti adesso, ma ci sono, ogni tanto penso al "chissa se", poi non faccio niente. non sono buona nemmeno a morire, divertente.. qualche settimana fa mi sono riavvicinata ad una band che ha segnato la mia infanzia e metà della mia adolescenza, a loro devo tutto, mi hanno fatto riscoprire emozioni che avevo dimenticato, certo i momenti bui ci sono sempre ma loro mi stanno tenendo in pieni, assurdo vero? non li ho mai visti, non ci ho mai parlato, ma con le loro voci e la loro storia mi hanno dato la forza di essere ancora qua. però l'ansia è sempre qui con me, è peggiorata, alla grande.. se prima piangevo e non respiravo ora succede lo stesso ma con l aggiunta di graffi sul collo, unghie conficcate nella carne e dondolii isterici.. finira mai? mi sentiro mai libera? riuscirò mai ad essere io e solo io senza i miei demoni?..

[ilpianistasultetto]

Chi sogna al di sopra delle proprie possibilita'. Chi aspetta nuovi inizi. Ra ta ta ta ta .. ma come piove bene sugli impermeabili quando si sa che la pioggia, prima o poi, finira'.