#last one for now i promise
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everydaylouie · 5 months ago
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...sorry.
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thefloatingstone · 11 months ago
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I'm so used to seeing him in his armor that it's always a bit of a shock to remember, under all that ceramic plating Garrus is pretty thin.
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berrybitty · 11 months ago
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pauline's outfits in mario kart tour!
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sleepy-hyperfixations · 9 months ago
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Marge: What colour are Bucky's eyes?
Buck: They're blue, with hints of green when the light hits them.
Marge: And when was the last time he smiled?
Buck: This morning at 10:32 am.
Marge: Right...and when is my birthday?
Buck:
Marge: When's my birthday, Gale.
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handsomefreak69 · 3 months ago
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deathshallbenomore · 2 years ago
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The Color of Pomegranates (1969)
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biancadavri · 2 years ago
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csny · 1 year ago
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celestialboundx · 8 days ago
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celestiaras · 9 months ago
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lesbianwyllravengard · 2 years ago
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From my very dumb post no one asked for
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soulstagger · 3 months ago
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Avra Argyris and why the strongest person in the world serves the red cult.
You're born without a spirit blessing, but often one will bless you at birth. Some people can be blessed when they're older and some are never blessed. There's no inherent blessing benefits, and usually they just result in traits of the spirit.
Usually animal ears, strong skin, stuff like that. It also allows for easier affinity to some elemental magic.
But stronger spirits, regional or world ones can make vast differences.
The Riftmaker was a monster blessed by the spirits of the lands. The great hero carried the ocean spirit on her shoulders, and passed it down to many who came after her.
Avra was just a baby, born almost unable to breath, her throat burns with each breath. She would be blessed by a great spirit of clouds and rain.
With proper equipment, Avra finally could breath and live as her spirit, while it didn't physically change her features, it numbed the pain of her throat as the air burned it.
The trade off, was that wherever Avra went, it would rain. A cursed but one that benefited her well, even as a child she was on the move all the time, cities and villages paying good coin to have them stay days at a time to water the crops.
Her traveling and spirit would make her strong, but the endless rain would make her lonely. Once her parents passed on at an early age, she would be taken in by a traveling gun for hire, making good coin off her trait and training her to look out for herself.
Avra would turn this into a career working for benefactors both as artificial rain as well as as enforcer. There she would meet a woman who would become her wife, a smart savvy and kind woman with a secretive job, who basically came the light of her rainy life. Always knowing what to do and what to say, and always telling Avra that no matter what she did. As long as she saw it through, then life would be worth living. Even as the pain in her throat became worse over time.
Abruptly their life would end, the result of poisoning. The slow death from it, let Avra without anyone. She would still travel, she would still become known for her strength, brought in to keep things in order during global summits. Always brought in late to keep the seas clear and clean.
And with her presence and the stormy weather, there was never a threat of pirates, incidents, or sudden departures.
But her life was empty, the pain grew more. And on her last mission for the enforcement group, handling a rogue guild that tried to cement power in the fractured city-states.
She would meet a charming woman who spoke to her of miracles. Of Paradise. And offered her a contract, she needed someone to without questions protect her. She needed someone without influence to watch over her.
She sounded just like her lost wife, and she offered one last thing.
In Paradise, no one dies. Under the red skies, that love you've lost can be yours again.
Avra acts for the red cult for that single purpose, to see her wife again. Even as things get worse, even as the world crumbles, this world that means nothing to her without her love. Even as a horrible witch comes back into the world, as long as paradise is honored in time. Avra will see her mission through till the end, like she promised.
This is why during Avra and Vaimiti's final fight, they don't have words to speak to each other. Vee knows Avra will not bend, and Vee doesn't want her to.
Avra is why Neche isn't here anymore.
Vee stands in the way of her wife being revived. Even if its a lie.
And only one of them can meet at the the top where Yura and the cult leader duke it out.
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clarasghosts · 2 years ago
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"Your brain only works syllabically."
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wanderingrei · 2 years ago
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I just love the snow❄☃️
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womansound · 1 year ago
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 surprisingly  enough  he’s  more  nervous  offstage  than  he  is  on  it;  making  his  way  over  to  the  other  (  easy  to  spot  by  the  way  he  quite  literally  towers  over  the  rest,  by  the  way  )  takes  far  more  courage  than  he’d  been  expecting,  but  once  he’s  able  to  make  his  way  right  in  front  of  charlie,  lucky  finds  that  he  hadn’t  exactly  planned  this  entire  thing  out.  he  clears  his  throat,  hoping  that  the  dimness  of  the  dive  bar’s  lights  will  hide  the  fluorescent  red  bulbs  of  his  cheeks.  “you  came  ..  !”  he  says,  trying  not  to  sound  too  bowled  over  with  gratitude.  “i  mean  —  i  knew  you  would  come,  because  you  said  you  would,  i’m  just  ——”  he  clears  his  throat  again.  easy,  luck.  “did  you  —  um,  what  did  you  think  of  the  songs  ?”        // 🍓 ଘ(੭◌ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊ @illctaffairs !    
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ironbonds · 2 years ago
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" Oooh... I know this song! I love it, can we restart again so I can sing along? "
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