#no need to match!! sorry for the ramble!

[tclkrefined]

CLOSED for @espionisms

the day drags on painfully slow. eleanor does not like to be away from home, and to be in an empire where the walls have ears and so many sets of eyes are on her doesn't help her general affliction. she is pulled from bed into an interview that she spends the next several hours overthinking. her eyes, which betrayed the secret bawling session her pillows had endured through the night, have a chance to lose their redness as time passes. she takes the spineless route and avoids alistair all day, despite the confession from the night before tugging mercilessly at the string connecting them -- word of him still reaches her in the outrageous rumors of his various stages of undress with the new queen.

perhaps she would take rumors to heart, were she any younger, and were she any less sure of whatever alistair's eyes hold for her, and only her. it's certainty she does not have a name for, and she doesn't bother to try and name it. but it's still in her nature to scatter momentarily, to shrivel in the face of such grand unknown feelings. a coward at heart. instead, she lets late night approach, the hours ticking by as she shifts in bed, before she chooses to give up on rest. her feet carry her to the sleeping quarters of the only person she longs to see now. she presses her ear to his door, quiet as a mouse, and listens; she'd crawl back to her own bed in defeat if she thought he was truly asleep. she knows he'd likely wake and comply to her wishes at any hour, but she has enough decency to not interrupt his few hours of rest.

but she hears the sound of shuffling, so she knocks, her knuckles against the wood a familiar rhythm. "i am well," she declares, as soon as the door creaks open the slightest, in hopes not to worry him. she wears a robe over sleeping gowns and her hair down, she doesn't look the part of a woman in danger, either way. "i could not sleep. i am going for a walk to the kitchens, and i'd... love to have you join me."

[jabeur]

you know i'm so happy for carlitos, the way people criticized him at the end of last season/beginning of this one even saying he's not as good as he seemed and won't be winning consistently.. and he went and won rg and wimbledon back to back and proved them all wrong and most importantly he's happy

[starheirxero]

Deeply curious if Lunar and Eclipse are actually in bodies they like or if they just accept whatever their newest form is because they're used to those kinda of sudden switches

[lovinggreeniehours]

i forgot. how exhausting playlist making is. damn. sorry about the tags i have so much to say about playlist making lol

[inchidentally]

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[king7doms]

@zoklaanogar / vaguely plotted starter

Robb would have never wanted this for himself. He is grateful that Jon had not ended up leaving for the Wall, as his brother had so desired, when their father and sisters departed for King's Landing. Even with the battle seasoned Lords around him, there was no one Robb trusted more than Jon, and now that he had been named King in the North, there is no one else he would wish by his side.

The animosity between his mother and Jon is palpable at the war councils, and Robb plans to have a word with her. Jon is one of their best swords, and his brother besides - they are at war now, there is no time for petty squabbles.

The chants for the King in the North had died down hours ago, but Robb was restless, still staring over the maps they had, marked by where their scouts had last seen Lannister troops, where now Baratheon troops supporting either Stannis or Renly were also gathering to fight for their rights to the Throne. He was not fighting for the throne - now that their father had been executed, he only wanted Joffrey's head, and the safe return of his sisters.

He was certain his brother felt the same, which is why he'd sent his squire to enquire whether his brother was still awake. The boy had been instructed to leave Jon at peace if he was not, but if he was not, to ask him to join Robb in his own tent. The hour was late, and the goblet of wine by his hand remained near untouched, focus on the war efforts easier when the mind was clear.

They were too young to be fighting a war, thoughts he knew plagued his mother at least, but this was not a game as they had played as children. Their father was dead, their sisters were in the hands of Cersei Lannister, their brother had been crippled by the Lannisters and nearly murdered by him.

The squire does bring his brother, though Robb is actually surprised he is still awake. "I hope the boy didn't wake you." He said, after the squire had exited the tent. A young son of Walder Frey's, sent to be his squire, a sign of the goodwill and the treaty his mother had made in order for them to receive passage to the Twins. "It's late, and I told him not to, but he's still learning."

[appreciatingtokrev]

hey guys do y’all remrmber me ..... i am alive and doing well 👍👍

[ghoclish]

✧   𓂅   closed   for   @glacierheart   /   continued   from   here   .

surrounded   by   death   and   all   its   marvels   and   caspian   was   daydreaming   about   a   their   exhibit   guide   .   typical   .   the   thuds   of   her   signature   laced   loafers   are   no   match   for   the   gentle   clicks   of   freshly   polished   heels   .   she   wondered   if   that   was   what   caught   his   attention   first   .   if   he   started   at   the   soles   of   shoes   and   trailed   upwards   growing   dizzier   which   each   new   feature   he   took   in   .   in   his   head   ,   was   there   a   soft   strum   of   a   guitar   as   the   woman   he   gawked   at   became   engulfed   in   a   bright   white   light   and   started   to   move   in   slow   motion   ?   something   out   of   those   self   proclaimed   romantic   comedies   enid   punished   her   with   when   wednesday   accidentally   (   though   ,   inevitably   )   hurt   her   feelings   .   what   torture   (   and   not   the   fun   kind   )   .   wednesday   hated   that   she   wondered   .   instead   of   focusing   on   the   history   of   malevolent   minerals   ,   fearsome   fauna   ,   or   poisonous   plants   she   was   coming   up   with   her   own   conjectures   about   caspian   and   their   exhibit   guide   . 

it   was   unlike   wednesday   to   take   interest   in   the   thoughts   of   others   ,   especially   with   a   study   of   all   the   ways   nature   has   killed   indiscriminately   for   all   of   time   at   her   finger   tips   .   when   she'd   asked   (   or   rather   ,   demanded   )   that   caspian   come   with   her   to   the   ‘   death   by   natural   causes   ’   exhibit   ,   she   hadn't   realized   why   she'd   done   so   .   she   wanted   to   share   her   interests   with   him   .   perhaps   ,   in   her   own   dreadful   way   ,   wednesday   was   trying   to   connect   .   and   he   wasn't   even   paying   attention   .   how   infuriating   .   “   i   was   more   concerned   with   what   was   coming   out   of   her   mouth   .   i   guess   with   all   the   cracking   your   jaw   was   doing   gaping   at   her   you   missed   all   the   parts   that   mattered   .   “   she   folded   her   arms   over   her   chest   ,   perpetually   wide   eyes   staring   at   him   for   a   quiet   moment   before   his   accusation   made   her   look   away   .   ”   the   things   i   care   for   usually   end   up   in   a   box   ,   submerged   in   water   ,   or   electrocuted   .   "   her   tone   remained   stagnant   though   her   posture   straightened   a   bit   more   .   defensive   as   always   .   she   turned   her   gaze   back   to   caspian   .   “   i   think   we   should   ditch   the   group   tour   anyway   ,   go   off   on   our   own   .   we're   capable   of   reading   a   few   plaques   .   ”   maybe   the   more   nonchalant   she   was   ,   the   less   likely   he   was   to   notice   she   just   wanted   away   from   the   blonde   haired   bombshell   .

[triglycercule]

yada yada happy halloween to these FREAKS (and you guys :3 and myself i gusss :3) doodle from art class that i GUESS could be considered halloween...... idk ok idk ok something was up with me when i drew this

[volfoss]

Genuinely how Hoshie is written in Atom: The Beginning is so infinitely frustrating. She's a character that really barely appears in the original series and had no backstory other than her role as Umatarō's wife and Tobio/Atom's mother, and I was so excited to learn she was in ATB. Or was until I actually read it. In ATB, she's very largely only there to appear a few times as his love interest and has really no reasoning FOR feeling that way nor any character traits outside of that. I'm still before the time skip chapter wise (and have some hope she will get more development after that time skip), but to ME to take a character that is that underdeveloped and you have an opportunity to really add a lot in there and don't? It sucks. It focuses so much more on the other characters that really do not have as much importance in the long run of the series (mostly original characters) and a lot of how the women are handled in ATB can be really rough a lot of the time (Ran as the exception, she's great, but it feels a lot of them are just there to be sexy set pieces. The way that they hyper sexualized Pink's traditional Vietnamese outfit is one of the worse examples of this (as you could write off the "sexy robot girls from Lab 1" thing as criticism of it, but in that case there really isn't much excuse to bring in) and while I'm glad it's not as prominent w Hoshie (because they quite literally draw her as a child and then have her show up later having gone through puberty, so thankfully they didn't get bad with it), it is still so bad. Like why do we have this character that is instrumental to the source material (as he said he based ATB as a sequel to Chronicles of Atom, where she is very important for that one volume and for Atom as a character after he is sold to the circus) and very not developed and all that is done w her is on par with how Naruto tried to develop romantic relationships (girl is in one sided love with the male protagonist and barely appears). You could have done so much, and so much that could have really helped develop the relationship in the future and helped flesh her out as her own characters with her own interests. She had a personality in the original and here, it is just being blushy and fawning over the protagonist and it is genuinely kind of insufferable.

[gregmarriage]

i may be lame as fuck, permanently single, celibate, with no prospects, but fuck it, i’m eating garlic crackers and watching 90’s japanese women’s wrestling

[cryptidapprentice]

dating apps are scary 😖😖

[daz4i]

one thing they don't tell you about song writing is you WILL get hit with inspiration at 1 am and you WILL have to write down the whole thing before you forget and you WILL find a tune for it while typing and now you gotta actually finish it so you can record a draft so you don't forget it and- oh look it's 2:22 am

[tenmissedcalls]

okay i know i said k.aeya wedding but.

[cloudbends]

first arc of horizons finished.... Broooo.... This keeps serving.....

[luminarai]

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