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idiosyncraticrednebula · 8 months ago
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The "Eric never loved Ariel and was only spellbound by her voice" theory quite frankly needs to go away and never see the light of day ever again. It might sound "interesting" to many (it doesn't to me), but if people bothered to actually pay close attention to the movie for once in their entire lives, they would notice that the love was indeed genuine, otherwise Ursula wouldn't have transformed into Vanessa and literally enchanting Eric with her own magic powers through Ariel's voice. Ariel's voice serves the exact same purpose Snow White's looks serve: They are symbolic representations of virtue. The princes fall in love with them through that because of the fact that that very thing is representative of their benevolence, virtue and selflessness. This whole thing of reducing their romance to a spell makes me hella mad, ngl.
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rerae · 2 months ago
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one thing I dislike abt winter is that the eczema on my eyelids gets so much worse. This year, there are new patches too 💀 It HAS to be the thick creamy lotion too. The light ones that dry pretty fast do absolutely nothing no matter how may layers i apply. I'm also clumsy af so I have to be extra careful not to get this shit in my eyes but. I'm also clumsy 🙃
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poughkeepsies · 2 years ago
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buck isn't even good at flirting with eddie, even in the kitchen scene his best line was literally paraphrasing the "I can take him" "In a fight, right?" "..." meme. it's just that eddie is also terrible at it so their double-negative rizz scores cancel each other out
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acourtofquestions · 2 months ago
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Rowaelin Chapter 41 Kingdom of Ash:
She'd rebuild it—what she had been.
Perhaps one last time, perhaps only for a little while, but she'd do it. If only for Terrasen.
Rowan swooped from the mast, shifting as he reached her side at the rail. He surveyed the night-black sea beyond them. "You should rest." She slid him a glance. "I'm not tired." Not a lie, not in some regards. "Want to spar?" He frowned. "Training can start tomorrow."
"Or tonight." She held his piercing stare, matched his dominance with her own.
"It can wait a few hours, Aelin."
"Every day counts." Against Erawan, even a day of training would count.
Rowan's jaw tightened. "True," he said at last. "But it can still wait. There are ... there are things we need to discuss." The silent words rose in his animal-bright eyes. About you and me.
Her mouth went dry. But Aelin nodded In silence, they strode into their spacious quarters, its only decoration the wall of windows that overlooked the churning sea behind them. A far cry from a queen's chamber, or any she might have purchased as Adarlan's assassin.
At least the bed built into the wall looked clean enough, the sheets crisp and stainless. But Aelin headed for the oak desk anchored to the floor, and leaned against it while Rowan shut the door.
In the dim lantern light, they stared at each other.
She'd endured Maeve and Cairn; she'd endured Endovier and countless other horrors and losses. She could have this conversation with him. The first step toward rebuilding herself.
Aelin knew Rowan could hear her thundering heart as the space between them went taut. She swallowed once. "Elide and Lorcan told you... told you everything that was said on that beach."
A curt nod, wariness flooding his eyes. "Everything that Maeve said." Another nod.
She braced herself. "That I'm-we're mates."
Understanding and something like relief replaced that wariness. "Yes."
"I'm your mate," she said, needing to voice it. "And you are mine."
Rowan crossed the room, but halted a few feet from the desk on which she leaned. "What of it, Aelin?" His question was low, rough.
"Don't you..." She scrubbed at her face. "You know what she did to you, to ..." She couldn't say her name. Lyria. "Because of it."
"I do know."
"And?"
"And what do you wish me to say?"
She pushed off the desk. "I wish you to tell me how you feel about it. If…"
"If what?"
"If you wish it wasn't so."
His brows narrowed. "Why would I ever wish that?"
She shook her head, unable to answer, and stared over her shoulder toward the sea.
It seemed like he would close the distance between them, but he remained where he was.
"Aelin." His voice turned hoarse. "Aelin."
She looked at him then, at the pain in his words.
"Do you know what I wish?" He exposed his palms, one tattooed, the other unmarked. "I wish that you had told me. When you realized it. I wish you had told me then."
She swallowed against the ache in her throat. "I didn't want to hurt you."
"Why would it ever hurt me to know the truth that was already in my heart? The truth I hoped for?"
"I didn't understand it. I didn't understand how it was possible. I thought maybe ... maybe you might be able to have two mates within a lifetime, but even then, I just ….." She blew out a breath. "I didn't want you to be distressed." His eyes softened. "Do I regret that Lyria was dragged into this, that the cost of Maeve's game was her life, and the life of the child we might have had? Yes. I regret that, and I wish it had never happened." He would bear the tattoo to remember it for the rest of his days. "But none of that was your fault. I will always carry some of the burden of it, always know I chose to leave her for war and glory, and that I played right into Maeve's hands."
"Maeve wanted to ensnare you to get to me, though."
"Then it is her choice, not yours."
Aelin ran a hand over the worn wood of the desk. "In those illusions she spun for me, she showed me variations on one more than all the others." The words were strained, but she forced them out. Forced herself to look at him. "She spun me one dreamscape that felt so real I could smell the wind off the Staghorns."
"What did she show you?" A breathless question.
Aelin had to swallow before she could answer. "She showed me what might have been—if there had been no Erawan, if Elena had dealt with him properly and banished him. If there had been no Lyria, none of that pain or despair you endured. She showed me Terrasen as it would have been today, with my father as king, and my childhood happy, and..." Her lips wobbled. "When I turned twenty, you came with a delegation of Fae to Terrasen, to make amends for the rift between my mother and Maeve. And you and I took one look at each other in my father's throne room, and we knew."
She didn't fight the stinging in her eyes. "I wanted to believe that was the true world. That this was the nightmare from which I'd awaken. I wanted to believe that there was a place where you and I had never known this suffering and loss, where we'd take one look at each other and know we were mates. Maeve told me she could make it so. If I gave her the keys, she'd make it all possible." She wiped at her cheek, at the tear that escaped down it. "She spun me realities where you were dead, where you'd been killed by Erawan and only in handing over the keys to her would I be able to avenge you. But those realities made me ... I stopped being useful to her when she told me you were gone. She couldn't get me to talk, to think. Yet in the ones where you and I met, where things were as they should have been ... that was when I came the closest."
His swallow was audible. "What stopped you?"
She wiped at her face again. "The male I fell in love with was you. It was you, who knew pain as I did, and who walked with me through it, back to the light. Maeve didn't understand that. That even if she could create that perfect world, it wouldn't be you with me. And I'd never trade that, trade this. Not for anything." He extended his hand. An offer and invitation.
Aelin laid hers atop his, and his callused fingers squeezed gently. "I wanted it to be you," he breathed, closing his eyes. "For months and months, even in Wendlyn, I wondered why you weren't my mate instead. It tore me up, wondering it, but I still did." He opened his eyes, and they burned like green fire. "All this time, I wanted it to be you."
She lowered her gaze, but he hooked a thumb and forefinger around her chin and lifted her face.
"I know you are tired, Fireheart. I know that the burden on your shoulders is more than anyone should endure." He took their joined hands and laid them on his heart. "But we'll face this together. Erawan, the Lock, all of it.
"We'll face it together. And when we are done, when you Settle, we will have a thousand years together. Longer."
A small sound came out of her. "Elena said the Lock requires—"
"We'll face it together," he swore again.
"And if the cost of it truly is you, then we'll pay it together. As one soul in two bodies.
Her heart strained to the point of cleaving. "Terrasen needs a king."
"I have no intention of ruling Terrasen without you. Aedion can have the job."
She scanned his face. He meant every word He brushed the hair from her face, his other hand still clasping hers to his chest, where his heart pounded a steady, unfaltering rhythm.
"Even if I had my choice of any dream-realities, any perfect illusions, I would still choose you, too."
She felt the truth of his words echo into the unbreakable thing that bound their very souls, and tilted her face up toward his. But he made no move beyond it.
She frowned. "Why aren't you kissing me?"
"I thought you might want to be asked first."
"That never stopped you before."
"This first time, I wanted to make sure you were ... ready." After Cairn and Maeve. After months of having no choices whatsoever.
She smiled despite that truth. "I'm ready to be kissed again, Prince."
He let out a dark chuckle and muttered, "Thank the gods," before he lowered his mouth to hers.
"You're my mate." Her words were a breathless rush. "And I am yours."
The world might have been burning around them for all she cared, all he cared, too.
"Together, Aelin," he promised, and she heard the rest of the words in every place their bodies joined. Together they would face this, together they would find a way.
Together we'll find a way, their mingling breaths, the crashing sea, seemed to echo.
Together.
#Chapter 41#Kingdom of Ash#Sarah J. Maas#Aelin Galathynius#Rowan Whitethorn#Rowaelin#soulmates#mates#spoilers and notes in tags cause this chapter and also spoilers in post cause this chapter first read react with me read along#Rowaelin chapters scenes moments quotes#they want to make it possible bring that love to light#am I allowed to cry? — Again the word endured — finally the dream — the sand she still sees — he’s magic being steady — them talking time#again if Maeve could convince Rowan Lyria was his mate how bad was it when she convinced Aelin her actual mate was dead… this hurts me…#the fact Aelin stopped being useful because it destroyed her beyond belief but the dreams the dreams almost got her because its all she wan#again then both feeling sorry and the other not realizing and then consent and then comfort and love & I just wanted it2be U how could I no#I know you are tired Fireheart (ALL THE TROPES IN ONE LINE… UGH I MISSED THIS SHIP)#together. one soul in two bodies. their endgame like literally they are. I’d choose you too. even the apologies that were needed just heali#what it might have once been — together — not alone — not returning alone — the king and queen of Terrasen — I need u more — 2 whatever end#Aelin watched the boat until it disappeared trying not to stare too long at the clean unstained sand beneath her boots#always north — she didn’t care she just wanted far away — who knew — what she knew-the letters she sent-Valg-dark blood that had turned red#If it had been another dreamscape or some fragment that had blended into the very real memory of Connall's death. — always a plab&theory#all these things to deal with later-she’d rebuild all she had been-her match helper mirror-matched his piercing stare with her own-wait/res#A far cry from a queen's chamber or any she might have purchased as Adarlan's assassin. — how far we’ve come-she had ENDURED she can do it#I'm your mate she said needing to voice it. And you are mine. — Lyria. — I do know. and?&what do you wish me to say?-this was perfect#If what? If you wish it wasn't so. His brows narrowed. Why would I ever wish that? — Aelin. she looked at him at the pain in his words#the way it's changed since Mistward... and grown... even in names like Whitethorn Galathynius together — the brain thoughts are back —#The kiss was gentle-light. Letting her decide how to guide it. So she did. — he’d do it all night if that was what’s he wished#Together we'll find a way their mingling breaths the crashing sea seemed to echo. Together. — mountains and oceans#Might’ve been before-thought snapped-the bond- u r my mate&I am urs-the world might have been burning for all she cared all he cared too#Together they would face this together they would find a way. — claiming him as he claimed her — a scar a marker a tattoo
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bramblebeau · 1 month ago
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revivify-inn · 2 months ago
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So i started making sarcastic pottery shirt and apron designs
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euclydya · 5 months ago
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ok Good not-morning. we are fully awake I Think. We have a doctor's appointment in 30 and after that Who knows. I wanna sleep more though damn
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gigantomachylesbian · 1 month ago
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Okay 👍 I will write two more pages of this essay (conclusion paragraphs!!! so close to being done) and then I will edit all ten pages several times and then I am FREE
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doesntseeyourbeauty · 10 months ago
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today has been the most monday ever at it's not even 1PM
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russeliarat · 24 days ago
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You know a man's in love when he just keep yelling "OH MY GODDESSES I LOVE HER" when he's half asleep and tired from being hyperactive all day.
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direwombat · 1 month ago
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if there's one thing about me it's that i'll make an au and then plot out the fic for it and then. later on. come up with a smut idea for it that i can't fit into the fic for pacing reasons
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s0nia246 · 1 year ago
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Welcome back to my 2am thoughts of Moth Shig x Butterfly Reader. Today where here to talk about Courtship displays between Moth and Butterfly hybrids.
But before we start I wanted to add more to my last post on the two:
Butterfly Y/N could stumble upon Tomura during their migration journey. They could find him in a weakened state, injured or separated from his own kind, and feeling a sense of compassion, they decide to offer him aid and companionship.( The real reason is he's hot, fuzzy, and warm)
Anyway back to Courting display. Courtship displays in Moth x Butterfly hybrids.
Courtship Displays: During the mating season, these hybrids engage in captivating courtship displays that combine elements from both moths and butterflies. They may perform intricate dances in the air, showcasing their colorful wings while emitting pheromones to attract potential mates. These displays often involve a delicate balance of grace and subtle fluttering movements, creating a mesmerizing spectacle.
Courtship displays in Moth x Butterfly hybrids are elaborate rituals performed by individuals seeking a mate. These displays serve multiple purposes, including attracting potential partners, establishing dominance, and signaling readiness for reproduction. Here are some additional details about courtship displays in these hybrids:
1. Wing Movements: The hybrids showcase their colorful and patterned wings during courtship displays. They engage in graceful flights, combining elegant gliding movements with agile flutters. Their wings create mesmerizing patterns as they twist, turn, and hover in the air.
2. Pheromone Release: Similar to moths, Moth and Butterfly hybrids emit pheromones to communicate their availability and desirability to potential mates. These chemical signals are often released by specialized scent glands located on the wings or the body. The pheromones can travel through the air, attracting individuals of the opposite sex from a distance.
3. Synchronized Dancing: The hybrids may engage in synchronized dances as part of their courtship display. They perform coordinated movements in the air, spiraling around each other and mirroring their partner's actions. These dances can be complex and involve precise timing and spatial awareness.
4. Vocalizations: In some cases, moth and butterfly hybrids may produce unique sounds during courtship displays. These sounds can range from soft vibrations or humming to delicate clicks or chirps. Vocalizations add an auditory element to the display, enhancing the overall sensory experience for potential mates.
5. Visual Signals: The hybrids utilize a combination of colors, patterns, and movements to attract and impress potential partners. They may open and close their wings in a rhythmic manner, revealing vibrant hues and intricate designs. Some hybrids might also possess iridescent scales that reflect light, creating a dazzling visual display.
6. Mate Selection: During courtship displays, both males and females assess potential mates based on various factors. These may include the quality of the display, the vibrancy of the wings, the strength and agility exhibited during flight, and the overall health and condition of the individual. Mates with the most impressive displays or the most desirable traits are more likely to be chosen.
7. Individual Variation: Just like in nature, courtship displays can vary among Moth and Butterfly hybrids. Different hybrids may have unique variations in their displays, incorporating elements from their specific genetic makeup and environmental influences. This individual variation adds diversity to the species and can lead to further hybridization.
Courtship displays are not only a means of attracting mates but also a way for hybrids to demonstrate their genetic fitness and compatibility. These displays showcase the beauty, agility, and adaptability of Moths and Butterflies hybrids, captivating observers with their enchanting performances.
Thank you and good night.
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userautumn · 3 months ago
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i have so many problems with this debate, it's like. actively annoying me lmfao.
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muffin-gods · 1 year ago
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My ass has not been posting.
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Anyways... I drew this as a Christmas gift for my friend. She don't have a Tumblr so it's fine. She won't see it before Christmas :)
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iguessitsjustme · 11 months ago
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hello friends i am back. just had a mental reset in a weird way but i feel much better now so i'm back to being silly goofy on tumblr
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columbidae-creature · 2 years ago
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pigeon awful nest building skills vs bowerbird we need to have the BEST looking trinket collection IN THE WORLD
FIGHT
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