#propercy

[ecto-stone]

You know i love it when the chosen one is not actually the chosen one. Imagine if there is a propercy of the First Halfa getting reincarnated. And the only indication from the mural is that They Have White Hair. Everyone Assume this meant their Ghost form. So When Vlad the First halfa that come into the existence after the first one departed since the forming of the Infinite Realm and Cosmic Realm. Everyone didn't think it was Vlad since his Ghost form Hair is Black with white striped. not White. Everyone just neglected him. And Dotting on Danny since Danny fit the white hair heroic description.

[yellowcry]

Getting wiser

Chapter 6. Sugarcube

"...So then I removed an entire street to find this necklace." Luisa was telling one of the stories that happened at work, trying to lift the mood.

 

Mirabel let out an unhappy laugh, staring at her cup with hot chocolate in it. Camilo slightly hit her spine. "It's gonna be okay." He smiled, sitting in front of her. "Have you seen your face?" Then he turned into Mirabel to show her blue expression. 

 

She sobbed, almost spilling the drink. "C-can you stop using your gift?" She murmured, Isabela took her handkerchief and wiped off the tears from Mira's face.

 

"Maybe you were just so cool that you didn't need one?" Luisa assured her with a smile, patting her head. Her hermanita had been so sad ever since her failed gift ceremony. She was sad too; why would magic left Mirabel, especially after creating the door, just to leave her with empty hands?

 

The youngest girl just looked down, staring at the light-brown drink.

 

"You should drink it," Dolores whispered, fixing a broken strand. "It's going to cool down."

 

"O-okay." Mirabel sobbed again, bringing the cup to her lips slowly. Then she took a sip and winced.

 

"Is something wrong?" Isa asked worriedly, putting her palm on Mira's cheek.

 

"It's not sweet." She murmured, placing the cup on the ground. "I want more sugar."

 

Camille beamed, throwing his hands into the air. "We can have a sugar cube eating contest!" He giggled as Dolores ruffled his hair.

 

"Sounds fun." She nodded, winking at Isabela.

 

Luisa chuckled, looking at everyone's confident faces, ready to do their best. "I'll bring the sugar." She promised, quickly jumping on her feet. "Be back, before you can even blink." She winked.

 

Okay, sugar cubes... She could find it. Luisa ran as fast as she could, not wanting to keep her hermanas and primos waiting. Just as she was about to enter the dining room, she heard Abuela's voice.

 

"I don't think he'll go back."

 

Luisa tensed up, listening carefully. She took a step to the side, hiding behind a wall. It seemed like she wasn't supposed to be in here. Were they talking about...

 

"What do you mean, mami? Bruno would never leave his family without any reason. He loves us." That sounded like mami. Yes, this was a talk about Tío Bruno, who disappeared the next morning after Mira's ceremony, adding even more troubles to an already problematic situation. Luisa was on her mom's side in this argument, even if her Tío was always somewhere in his tower, rarely talking to them, he was still very kind and ready to help wherever Luisa would ask him for advice. She couldn't believe that he would ever leave them.

 

"I asked him for a vision..." Abuela started but was immediately interrupted by a thunder strike. Luisa winced from a loud noise.

 

"You did what?" Tía Pepa shouted, and Luisa also heard that she probably kicked the floor, but it was hard to tell without actually seeing her.

 

"Pepa, calm down." Abuela groaned. Luisa thought that if she were her tía, she would be mad too.

 

 "Mamí, you know how Bruno dislikes making visions." Tía Pepa roared; there were more lighters. "Excessively to his family." Also truth, Luisa never understood why, but tío Bruno seemed to really dislike his gift, seeing the future was such a cool ability. Yes, sometimes things that he saw were bad, but it wasn't his fault. She knew that the propercy that he gave to Dolores was bad. Luisa didn't know what was in it, but her prima was crying after getting it. But he had good visions too, like that one for Isabela. Again, Luisa didn't know what was in there, but her hermana was very happy about it.

 

"I had to make sure that Mirabel wouldn't do anything with magic," Abuela explained, sighing harshly. 

 

What did she mean? Luisa bit her lip, trying to understand it. What could her hermanita do with the magic? She didn't think they could do anything with it in the first place.

 

"So now you're blaming my daughter?" Papí shouted firmly. 

 

"I'm just saying that he saw something so awful, so he decided to run away."

 

Luisa took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. No, tío Bruno would never leave them, he's just... Missing, he had to come back soon.  

 

"He is not!" Luisa saw another flash of light from lightning in the darkness. 

 

"We should keep an eye on Mirabel." Abuela shrugged off Tía Pepa, as she kept explaining. "We can't be sure if magic would be safe."

 

There was more screaming. Luisa covered her ears with her palms, leaning against the wall. Couldn't grownups stop acting so mean to each other? She pursed her lips, listening to endless blaming from the other side of the thin wall. Luisa knew that Abuela was always right... But it could be true; she didn't make any sense. Mirabel was so nice; she would never hurt them. She was the sweetest child Luisa ever knew. She couldn't do anything bad to magic.

 

What if Abuela sent Mirabel away? Luisa gasped, tearing up. No, it couldn't happen, Abuela loved her, and she wouldn't do anything like that. Or at least Luisa hoped so. There was a sound of broken glass, it seemed like adults were really mad at each other. The good thing is that Dolores was in her room, she didn't deserve to hear that.

 

Luisa took a deep breath, wiping away the tears from her eyes. She had to leave; she wasn't sure if she could handle even more of this shouting, she already felt sick in her stomach. 

 

 

She left as quietly as possible, hoping that no one would notice her. Well, grownups seemed to be so lost in their talk that they wouldn't pay attention even if Luisa would break one of Casita's walls. Her heart was racing, pulsating in her chest so loudly that Luisa thought that she might become deaf. Casita helped her get upstairs. And she was probably just seeing things in the darkness, but she could swear that there were cracks in the wall that disappeared as soon, as Luisa tried to look at it.

 

She ran into her prima's room, slamming the door as fast as possible, then leaned against it, looking up.

 

 

"What took you so long?" Camilo groaned, she looked down and saw him with crossed arms. "And where are the sugarcubes?"

 

Luisa giggled awkwardly, scratching her head. "Sorry, I didn't find them."

[hannaswritingblog]

HI SIS BESTIE MY DEAREST DEAR MHUWA

OKAY so about that suggestions. I have few, but in case u won't accept it, I just send it all in one ask. If there is anything u like, then I will just send another ask with only that one request or something <3

(oh and im everywhere seeing reader as she but u can make it non binary or sth if you would like!!!)

OKAY SO LETS GO WITH THAT

Neville Longbottom (HP, 5 year) x reader - with prompt "Do you find me brave yet?". I have that idea that reader comes to him after that fight ("The Battle of the Department of Mysteries") and his nose is still broken and he feels sorry that that propercy was destroyed bc of him, and Reader comforts him and maybe,,, idk, maybe he says something ala "do you at least find me brave now?" and reader says that she always thought of him as brave bc he is Gryffindor after all and she knows him since second year,,,, or something like that :D

Penguin (gotham) x reader - it would taking place in season 2, when he was still at the top, and reader would be a second most important person to him after his mother, anddd he would go to her and ask her to go to his place on a dinner and he would just, ya know, flash his well-being to reader, and to her it would be silly and cute and there would be smooch on the cheek from reader bc hes the best heheh

Jim Hopper x reader - it would take place somewhere after season 1. He and reader are fbw, and fic is about Jim visitng him, but this time with flowers and wearing his fabulous flanner, and asking her on a date in a 'hopper way' (whats that mean? idk maybe 'if I read the signals wrong then you won't see me again." bc he wants to sacriface himself all the time omg). cute cute

Susan Pevensie x bestie!reader - its day after valentines and both girls are talking about all these chockolates susan got from boys, while eating the same chockolates. Susan probably would feel little bad for eating them, bc she doesnt feel anything to these boys but reader is like 'nah, we dont want to waste them right" and so on

Edmund Pevensie x gf!reader - they are going on a costume party, and at the moment are still at home, and edumnd is going as a king, and reader as a queen and Edmund says something cheesy like "you would be perfect queen for me" or idk just,,, I mean he would think that he would take her as his wife in Narnia when he was a king there, right, and would somehow say that aloud. ANYHOW they would end up beeing blushy mess bc it was so sweet

maybe you will like something hehe

ILY BESTIE MHUWAA 💜

HEYYYY SIS BESTIE!

It's actually good that you send me all the suggestions in one ask - it would be okay too if you send them separately, but I probably won't be linking the asks in suggested fics anymore, so I don't need them that way, and it'll be easier for me to have this just one post. So don't worry! And you don't need to resend anything later (unless you have any new ideas, you can send those!!! haha)

For the reader's gender, I decided I'll write with the female reader more often so it's okay if you see it this way too, but there will be exceptions and I can already see one of your ideas would be an exception. We'll get to that in a while though :D

For the ideas, I really love number 1 and 3-5. Those suggestions are therefore accepted. :D I was going to go into detail why but I feel like I'd be just repeating myself. So yeah, I'll just say that. I'll put them on my to-do list in a moment. ;)

For suggestion 2, I think I'll have to reject it. As much as I love Penguin and Gotham... I don't know, I don't really feel it at the moment. I might come back to it later but not now. This is the idea I'd likely write the gender neutral reader though - coding the specifically as female would feel wrong to me. I won't go into much detail since I don't want to spoil things for you, but people who have seen season 3 probably know what I'm thinking about.

But yeah, 4 out of 5 suggestions are accepted and I actually feel inspired for them so that's good. I should work on everything in the next few days, as well as on my own ideas. As I said, if anything else crosses your mind, you can also send it later and I'd love to give it a thought. :D ILY too 💜

[not0a0mundane]

Made a fill for @cake-shop-rarepair-bingo you can find it on ao3 with the link Innocent like a flower (Serpent Beneath) - Mun404 - Star Wars - All Media Types [Archive of Our Own] or under read more.

Prompt: Theather/Cabaret Au (Macbeth Au) Fandom: Star Wars Relationships:  Qui-Gon Jinn/Darth Maul Rating: T Content Warnings: Child Abuse mention/reference Summary: Qui-gon hears about a propercy and decides to tell it to his ambitious husband.

"I can't remember the last time we had such awful weather on such a victorious day." Obi-wan heard his old friend say. They were walking away from the battlefield, having tended to the wounded and dead, they were left without a goal until it was time to return home. Obi-wan was about to ask for a way to Forres when he spied some figures in the distance.

"What,, who are those people?" Three figures were walking towards them, they bore the resemblance of an old bearded man, a young bald man and a beautiful young woman. But something about them was unreal, an eerie feeling that almost raised the hairs on his neck.

"Are you living?" The words left Obi-wan's mouth before he could consider them, and in return, the figure of the woman smiled with faint mischief in her eyes.

"Speak please, if you're able." Qui-Gon's voice sounded next to him. The taller man stood a few steps away and looked at the figures with a curious eye. Of course, his friend would find something interesting about three strangers approaching them unannounced. Then the strangers spoke.

"Hail Jinn, Lord of Glamis."

"Hail Jinn, Lord of Cawdor."

"Hail Jinn, who will be King."

The figures spoke clearly, one after the other as if they shared one breath. Obi-wan looked at Qui-gon, hoping that his eyes showed the amazement he felt. It wasn't every day someone claimed to know your future, and that it would have anything good. And yet, it seemed that Qui-gon didn't share his sentiment, as his friend's face had gone almost as pale as the sky above them.

Obi-wan turned towards the figures, asking why they seemed to share their tale with only one of them. He regretted asking as soon as he felt the strange and somehow human but yet not, figures looking at him.

"Hail, Lesser than Jinn but so much greater."

"Hail, Not so happy yet much happier."

"Hail, Who shall get kings yet be none."

The creatures had once more spoken in strange unison, Obi-wan almost faltered back from their sight but tried to bravely stand his ground. For a moment the creatures stood still, observing the reaction of the men. Qui-gon must have come out of his shock, as he tried to take a step towards them, asking them to tell him more about his future, and as he did so they disappeared For a moment they both looked at the spot where the figures had stood.

"Where did they go?" "Into the air." Came Qui-gon's simple answer, as if that answered everything.

"Did that happen? Or rather, will it happen?" Obi-wan whispered, trying to gain an understanding of what had transpired before them. "It must have been a dream, we must have eaten a root that takes the mind prisoner." He said finally, deciding that such a fantasy could only be the work of an ill mind.

He turns to Qui-gon, expecting the older man to have come to the same conclusion, but once again, his friend takes a fairy tale more seriously than reality. Obi-wan could only imagine how Qui-gon's husband would indulge in his nonsense. Once again did Obi-wan thank the Force, that it had brought him Satine.

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Qui-gon hadn't even made it two steps into his house before the door behind him closed and his husband was in his arms again. Soft lips pressed kisses all over his face, tickling him with their feather softness.

"Great Glamis." A kiss pressed between his brows.

"Worthy Cawdor." A whisper of a kiss against his lips.

"Greater than both by what you will be." Finally, his love looks into his eyes, and as always the warmth of his husband's eyes made Qui-gon melt.

"My dearest love, how I've missed you" Qui-gon whispered as he took Maul's face in his hands and finally kissed him back.

He had spent all too much time away from his husband, and while the letter he sent explained their future luck it did not hurt to explain it again in person.

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"The King comes to visit us in a day, he shall dine and celebrate with us," Qui-gon told Maul as they were getting ready for bed. He could see how his husband's posture stiffened up. The King's visits were one that both were unable to stomach, but the title as Thane of Cawdor was one they both appreciated. Maul's father might never have been a good parent, but a kind King he was.

"And must he leave? Must he see the light of day again?" Maul's soft voice flew through the room, piercing straight through him, voicing thoughts he hadn't dared to consider.

"Your face, my dearest lord, is an open book and once you learn the language you may learn of the strangest matters," Maul explained when he saw Qui-Gon's expression.

"My father, the King, our guest, will be provided for and so will we." His husband explained plainly as if he was discussing the meals they would provide for the feast. "We shall bear welcome, in our eyes, our gestures and words." A slight smile sent his way.

"We will speak further about this." Was all that Qui-gon could say, he knew that the power the Weird Sisters spoke about was just in reach but treason like that was not something to contemplate lightly.

"Don't fear husband, leave it all to me," Maul said as he slid up behind him in their bed. Qui-gon sighed but turned around and cradled Maul in his arms, kissing his head.

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Kenobi sat next to Lord Maul, he never cared much for the younger Zabrak but he'd rather not start a fight with his friend's husband. Nothing good would come from enraging the spouse of one's host.

"My dear husband tells me that you were there when you heard of the prophecy." Maul's soft voice rang next to him, too quiet for anybody else to hear but not for him. He should have known that Qui-gon would share the supposed prophecy with his husband. His friend was always quick to believe tall tales and stories of some supposed future. But dreams were they always, and only that.

"Yes, I heard it." He answered plainly, he knew that Maul was a sneaky one, the unloved son of a kind King who despite all still held a place at court. Why would he ask of dreams, of hallucinations cast by the lack of sleep and exhaustion from battle if not for his own gain?

"And you didn't ask to hear of your own future?" Maul's voice rang quietly with mocking mirth. Obi-wan took a long sip from his glass of mead, the drink was strong and would let him survive the interaction without injury to both parties.

"If you must know, the tall tale of the future was just that. A made-up instance by the tired mind." He said as he stood up from the chair. It was rude to bit farewell like that to one's host, but Obi-wan was beyond caring when it came to Maul. His friend and everyone around them might not see it, but nothing could come out of dealing with the Zabrak.

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Maul took a deep breath, the dagger clutched in his hands. The guards were snoring softly a few steps away and the night was cold. There would be no one to hear his crime. Then, a sound tore through the silent night, a gurgling sound that was extinguished almost as soon as it began. If Maul hadn't been standing so close then he'd have thought his ears had betrayed him.

Quickly he went into the tent, closing the flaps behind himself. Between him and the King's bed was a single, almost see-through, sheet. It was meant to be an example of wealth, the fabric was decorated with golden embroidery. Now it was decorated with blood stains. He could see a shadow behind the sheet, one that turned to stare at him too.

In one smooth move, they moved towards each other, Maul pushed the sheet away with one hand while keeping the dagger up and ready in his other one. The strange silhouette towered over him, and for a single moment, he could not recognize the person Maul was holding a knife up to. After a moment his eyes adjusted to the light in the King's bed-chamber, and saw that staring down at him were his husband's eyes. His familiar face was splattered with blood.

Maul let his eyes wander down, the simple nightshirt his husband wore was covered with fresh blood. Taking a breath he pulled the knife down and saw how Qui-gon breathed in immediately. He moved away from his beloved and with heavy feet walked towards the King's bed.

His feet knocked softly against the raised carpet, and Maul instinctively took his shoes off to not let mud trace on the carpet. He remembered his father's, the King's, words. His rebukes and lessons marked themselves with welts and bruises on his skin.

A thin, blood-soaked sheet covered the King's face. Maul pulled it aside and was met with the horrified open-eyed expression of his father, his King's. He took a deep breath and turned towards Qui-gon.

"Why?" He asked, voice almost inaudible to his own eyes. Qui-gon looked at him with a confused expression so Maul continued. "He was your King." A harsh whisper that made his husband flinch away from him. A moment passes between them, the silence stretching like an ocean between them.

"He was your father," Qui-gon says as if that was any explanation. As if that gave him the right to take away the murder from him. "So? I was his son but he never treated me like one." Maul said with a mirthless laugh.

Before his legs gave up on him, Maul sat down on the bed. Taking a deep breath he tried to think of their next move. The King was dead, with no heir in sight, the throne would be theirs for the taking. With a last sigh, Maul stood up and looked up at Qui-gon with a determined spirit.

"We shall mark the two sleeping guards with the blood, and give them the dagger as if they have done the crime themselves." He says and looks up into Qui-Gon's eyes.

"It will be received as if they have done it." His husband's face lits up with a small reassuring smile, and Maul starts to hope that maybe they will get away with this. "Who dares receive it otherwise? As we shall make our grief and anger clamour upon his death." He agrees smiling.

[lunaapudleonem]

Aphrodite conjunct ascendant in 1st at 1° degree and aphrodite square mercury and venus,

Thank you so much 💕

Hello 💘 While you might look sweet and lovable to others when they first meet you but they might misunderstand you & have a hard time figuring out what you are saying to them. You appear direct and bold, but you also might look like someone who isn't happy with the way you look. While these aspects might be a little hard to deal with, remember that your Aphrodite is still in the 1st house which makes you attractive to other people, so no need to bring yourself down and create the self fullfilling propercy.

[malkumtend]

I jist realized that Deadfoor from the first series is the same Deadfoot that is Crowpaw's dad.

And it's all because of your fanfic. I don't remember ANYTHING about Deadfoot in New Propercy but him telling Crowpaw to go and save clans. Amd even THAT was just ftom the prolog "Yes, Crowpaw is the cat that should go" like, WHAT.

All of the problems, Crow's motivations were made by you! It made him into a CHARACTER and not a stick with anger issues that he is in canon.

Thank you so much.

Haha you’re welcome. To be fair, the books don’t pay any mind to the fact they’re related really. It’s just something that exists in canon, but lies underdeveloped like always.

The one thing I remember from that prologue is Deadfoot saying that Crowpaw would make a fine leader of Windclan one day. A good hint for the future, until the Erins changed their minds last minute and made Harestar leader. Doesn’t he just love to exist for no reason… WHERE’S MY CROWSTAR?!!

[sesshoumarusama]

YES! OKAY! So, what are the chances that not only Kirinmaru had his propercy told by the Shikon jewel, but also Touga? Because damn, everything in the original series went according to his plan, it was as if he knew Sesshomaru is going to save and then lose Rin again. He put all his trust in him handing over Meidou zangetsuha as well. Maybe he did not, like, know how it is going to go step by step, but at least knew the end result? (a.k.a the yashahimes)

Bruh. This is what I've been wondering myself. Likw it was reaally smoothly planned, almost perfect 😂 but the bit about Toga also had his propechy told by Shikon no tama is new to me though... it's very plausible i think 🤔

With new info about how Zero was humiliated by Toga (possible theory of love rectangle with toga, inukimi, izayoi, and zero?😂) sure we will get a flashback story starring him :3 we shall see!

[book-of-kingdom-hearts]

Kingdom hearts life blogging part 5

I wonder how they knew about the book, because only a select few knew of it's existing ( idk I could be wrong) .

Makes me also wonder if eraqus told aqua, terra and ven about the book at one point?

Well it's the book of propercies, the name itself says enough and the awnser technical lays right before your eyes.....

But yeah definitely a clue.

They attacked you guys, so I bet they'll probably would attack others if they where given the chance.

The pose + that line could not be more sora like XD

Good plan.

That is going to be that for today I'll continue tomorrow.

I'm really enjoying myself and to my surprise I'm really liking xehanort as a character.

(But then again i shouldn't be because this game did this to me 3 times, giving me a character I don't like but then ending up liking them after a few games.)

I'm also loving the interactions between the characters.

They are so full off sass, and sometimes a bit stupid but I really like that about characters.

Can't wait to play the rest and see what is going to happen!!

[taipeishoegazer]

Le Secret | Alcest的起源以及黑瞪/瞪鞋黑(blackgaze)的濫觴

就在昨天（’18/09/14），Alcest官方FB宣告：這將會是 Kodama專輯最後一次的專場巡演，同時也將會是近期內最後一場歐洲巡演。

發布這訊息的同一星期，Alcest所屬廠牌 Prophecy也宣告 Alcest  "Les Voyages De L'Âme" & "Shelter" 黑膠全部reissue在庫。

當然，這都和我們台北沒有什麼關係。就像 Kodama黑膠在陰府門聽說躺了一年還躺在那邊賣不出去。Alcest官方網站的協力週邊廠�� Kings Road 也不會因為你想買就幫你寄到台北。因為他們只會回你罐頭訊息：『沒有郵寄選項就是我們不支援該地區運送。我們很抱歉讓你不方便。』最後再送你一個 Regards沒有Best。

但以上都不是今天要談的事情。

今天要談論的是 Le Secret，中文即 祕密 之意。

這是Alcest最初的作品，這張被藏在Alcest 多張成功專輯中，如果不特別撿起來，是很容易被忽略的一張EP。

在 2005年 Neige即以一人團形式發表，同時在 2011年全部重新錄製，當然這是在我們的Winterhalter 2009年加進來之後變成兩人團後，Alcest才比較成為現在你看到在世界各地巡演的樣子。

當然，我們今天既然講到了這張EP，

也不能不提到法國十九世紀詩人 『波特萊爾(1821-1867)』以及他的代表作《惡之華》。

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在 Alcest官方 Le Secret bandcmap

The key to the esoteric otherworld of Alcest The original EP "Le Secret" from 2005 sets out the framework that is essential for all other works of Alcest. For the first time, Neige uses his music here as a medium to channel and communicate the esoteric experiences of his early childhood. The original recordings from 2005 are as equal a part of this re-release as are the new recordings of the songs.

Le Secret by Alcest

英文很長沒關係，直接講重點：

『這是第一次，Neige 將他音樂作為媒介以及溝通橋樑通往他不尋常的童年經驗』

這張EP只有兩首曲目，但兩首總長接近一張mini專輯程度（約27min），並且兩首都是在幾乎五分鐘左右開始才出現第一句歌詞。前面將近都有兩道三分鐘的氛圍舖成。

同時，兩首歌分別以 清腔（Clean）完成第一首，以及第二首全黑腔(Harsh)錄製。第一首Le Secret的清腔，在新錄製的2011版本中，Vocal以更清晰的典雅方式唱念，詩意的詞配上略微溫潤破音以及打到滿的小鼓，從這裡我們往後看到現在Alcest在日後清腔創作的樣貌。

第二首歌， Elévation。這是一首全黑腔的作品。 Elévation 其歌名以及歌詞其實就是來自於法國詩人作家 波特萊爾 在惡之華（ LES FLEURS DU MAL ） 《憂鬱與理想》篇章中的一首詩篇。詩篇整篇分成五個大段。Neige在譜曲時，前三段中是一次唱完，緊接到第六分鐘做了一個強烈轉換唱完第四段歌詞，然後進入長達四五分鐘的器樂曲，才唱完最後一段。

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筆者曾經在生命中的某個點，卡在這張專輯久久無法出來長達將近一星期。程度大概就是聽到 Elévation 第一個吉他和弦速出來眼淚就快要掉出來，然後Harsh vocal一噴出來，Neige特有的顆粒感，眼淚就這樣默默的流下一次又一次。

相較於新錄製的 2011版本，其實我更喜歡2005年最初的版本。

2005年最初的版本中，第三分鐘出來的吉他破音非常乾烈，在當時作為一個solo project，我不太確定，但應該是連貝斯都沒有，只有鼓和吉他。所以聽到就是，打好打滿的鼓，以及乾烈的吉他聲（像黑金團 Burzum - Filosofem，已經接近對一般人括耳的快速刷法）然後藏在很後面的Harsh Vo。錄音品質稍嫌差，但如同The Cure “Disintegration” 我最喜歡的版本是 Deluxe 版中的練團樂器demo版本。

這些最初的想法，沒有經過太多修飾的一人錄音，就是Alcest最初的樣貌。

儘管當時身為二十歲年輕人的他可能不知道他在往後這些年將帶著樂團以及他的Kodama在世界五大洲巡演奔波，以及擄獲救贖世界多少青年男女黑暗的心。

在這種憂鬱以及理想不斷交橫的世代，我們不需要一成不變的Lineup音樂祭。我們需要的是能夠超越各種巨大的悲傷以及拯救各種煩惱的詩篇，以及飛往一個更幸福的理想國。

以下一段附上波特萊爾同名詩篇歌詞中譯/原文/英譯。

有興趣建議閱讀英文，中文翻譯用詞較為艱深。

波特萊爾 -  惡之華 （LES FLEURS DU MAL）《憂鬱與理想》篇

【高翔(Elévation) 】 （杜國清譯）

飛啊飛，飛過池塘，飛過谿谷， 在山上、樹林上，在雲上、海上， 越過太陽，越過那灝氣的彼方， 越過星光閃爍的天涯最遠處，

我的心靈啊，你輕快地在翱翔， 像個善於游泳者沈醉在波浪間， 你欣然遨遊在宇宙的廣褒無限， 以無法形容的男子氣概的歡狂。

飛吧，遠遠飛離這致病的瘴氣， 到上層的風中滌除自己的罪惡， 喝下瀰漫在澄空中的明淨的火， 像喝那神聖的美酒，清醇無比。

幸福的是，在我們迷霧的生存間， 能將厭倦與無邊憂愁的重荷拋棄， 能將他那雄健的羽翼，奮然揚起， 一飛衝向那寧靜光明之境地的人；

幸福者，他的思想彷彿雲雀一般， 能夠向清晨的天空，自由地飛起， ───他翱翔在人世上，不費力氣， 就能了解百花與萬物無聲的語言！

Le Secret 原文歌詞與英文翻譯（引自出處）：

1. Le Secret Parfois, les arbres ébauchent un curieux ballet, Imitent mon petit corps beree par le vent, Et le lierre murmure des mots familiers, Pose sur la vie un regard d'enfant Pur humer les suaves parfums exhalés D'un jardin dont jadis tu empris le secret, Chanterent alors les rieuses filles diaphanes De la riviere scintillane et nacrée [English translation by J. R. Hunyar:] Sometimes, the trees sketch a curious ballet, Imitate my small body cradled by the wind, And the ivy murmurs familiar words, Bears on life a look of pure child to smell the sweet exhaled perfumes Of a garden of which you adored the secret, Sing then the cheerful hazy girls Of the river glistening and made pearly 2. Elévation Au-dessus des étangs, au-dessus des vallées, Des montagnes, des bois, des nuages, des mers, Par delà le soleil, par delà les éthers, Par delà les confins des sphères étoilées, Mon esprit, tu te meus avec agilité, Et, comme un bon nageur qui se pâme dans l'onde, Tu sillonnes gaiement l'immensité profonde Avec une indicible et mâle volupté. Envole-toi bien loin de ces miasmes morbides; Va te purifier dans l'air supérieur, Et bois, comme une pure et divine liqueur, Le feu clair qui remplit les espaces limpides. Derrière les ennuis et les vastes chagrins Qui chargent de leur poids l'existence brumeuse, Heureux celui qui peut d'une aile vigoureuse S'élancer vers les champs lumineux et sereins; Celui dont les pensers, comme des alouettes, Vers les cieux le matin prennent un libre essor, - Qui plane sur la vie, et comprend sans effort Le langage des fleurs et des choses muettes! [Charles Baudelaire] [English translation by William Aggeler:] Above the lakes, above the vales, The mountains and the woods, the clouds, the seas, Beyond the sun, beyond the ether, Beyond the confines of the starry spheres, My soul, you move with ease, And like a strong swimmer in rapture in the wave You wing your way blithely through boundless space With virile joy unspeakable. Fly far, far away from this baneful miasma And purify yourself in the celestial air, Drink the ethereal fire of those limpid regions As you would the purest of heavenly nectars. Beyond the vast sorrows and all the vexations That weigh upon our lives and obscure our vision, Happy is he who can with his vigorous wing Soar up towards those fields luminous and serene, He whose thoughts, like skylarks, Toward the morning sky take flight — Who hovers over life and understands with ease The language of flowers and silent things! 

[ninjagoruinedmylife]

#NinjagoPrideWeek2018: Day Five - Lloyd

Hello fellas, so!! Today is Lloyd's day!! And im excited to show you my personal fave out of all the things i did for this event so far. I would say it's a short fic that takes a look at lloyd's feelings during all those years?? (It's pretty angsty tho) Btw i headcanon Lloyd as asexual biromantic. So, i hope you'll enjoy! *** Lloyd used to think that he was completly loveless and this thought tore him apart every time it crossed his mind. That felt like the only rational reason behind his situation when he was younger. He never saw his father until he started causing trouble in Ninjago. He wanted to meet him so bad, but Garmadon couldn't care less about his own son, that was oblivious. Lloyd's mother wasn't a better case either. With her mania about history, propercies and all, Misako spent nearly no time with him in his first days, and as soon as he learnt to do all basic things, she dropped him to Darkley's Academy and left him without a word. He remembered that all the other boys got letters and gifts from their parents - sometimes they even visited them! - but Lloyd wasn't that lucky. His classmates didn't showed any signs of liking him as well. They just made fun of him for not being evil enough, teased him for his hairstyle and made fun about his parents never showing up. So, he started thinking: "maybe love is just not something for me to experience?" But then, Wu took care of him. He was expecting very much from his young nephew, but still, he was the only member of his family that seemed to care in his own, twisted way. Lloyd held on to their bond like if he was at the complete edge. He felt that if he lost his uncle, he would lost everything, he would mean nothing to everyone. People saw in him useless son of Lord Garmadon, the evil guy that wanted to conquer Ninjago, but Wu saw something more. He noticed potential in him, and even though his training took most of his childhood away, he didn't care. His only childish hope that was left was that his father or mother would come back to him, but it dissapeared with a time too. There were also ninjas - older kids that acted like if he was a total baby at first, but who started to treat him like a younger brother with a time. They lived together, ate together, laughed together, trained together, fought together... A warm feeling in his heart grew bigger and bigger, and he started to feel loved more and more. This specific feeling nearly exploded in him after a battle with Overlord - he set his father free, his mother came back to him, his family was complete again. This time, it was built not only from blood relatives, but also from soul relatives. When he finally managed to gain a family and felt loved by it, he started noticing different kinds of love. He saw Nya blushing at Jay's jokes and Jay blushing literally everytime he saw Nya, he noticed how compatibile were Zane and Pixal and what sacrifices they made for each other, he observed how Kai and Skylor changed when their relationship started growing, he looked at his parents holding hands, hugging tightly and sometimes even kissing. Sure, he mostly felt embarassment when those things happened, but he also felt a little bit... odd. Everytime his teammates were talking about their crushes or attractive people they met, all he could do was nod his head and think about the reasons behind the fact that he could never be able to act like them. He appreciated talented, smart or attractive people around him, but he never got butterflies in his stomach or something like that when he talked about them. At that moment, this awful thought came back: "maybe I am just unable of love?" Then, he met Harumi. A prefect girl, you would say - cute, funny, kind and smart. She assured him he wasn't alone with her. She made him feel a little different than always. He guessed that maybe that was it, that maybe finally he was going to get "cured" from his state. After he understood that everything she did was a lie and manipulation, he kind of broke again. But, right now, most of his teammates were dead. They sacrificed themselves for him, and the ones that were still alive risked everything to save him from Harumi and her sick plans. If this wasn't love, then what was it? Lloyd used to think that he was completly loveless. He stopped believing in it after all those years. The only thought that tore him apart now was that he realised that he was loved when many of the people that cared for him the most were gone. But he had to fight for the ones that were still with him.

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why did you choose your url? like, what does it mean?

haha ;*okay, not gonna play anymorethis is a compilation of a quote from famous polish book ("Dziady" (you can translate it as... "Forefathers Eve"? that's what google says) by Adam Mickiewicz)(there is a fun part in it called "Great Improvisation, in which good old Adam writes dawn his propercy about the Savior of Poland and World™ (he was probably writing about himself, funny guy) (but anyway, #teammickiewiczforever) and he ended it with words - "his blood - old heroes, and his name will be 40 and 4" (translation by me) and no one really knows what he means) and the answer to life, universe, and everything (google it)it was the best thing I could think of when I was joining tumblr (let's say my inside joke) and supposed to be temporary. uups.have a great day/night my beautiful starrie! ily ♥

[invadedsilence]

Prophecy 

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