#really like this one!

[bottle-of-allay]

weird fish out there

Hermit-a-day May #20 Geminitay!

[heavensdevotion]

INTERVIEW

She’d had better landings. 

Any pegasus knight worth the lance she carried knew how to recover from a fall from their mount, but Fury had never had a pegasus vanish from under her before. 

She crouched on the ground, having barely kept herself upright, blinking against the sudden flash of the noontime sun. Her lance lay in the spring grass next to her, the spearhead blindingly polished, screaming for her attention first, before she could even question the plant life under her boots. She tried to stand, but her vision blurred with dizziness, and she dropped back into her crouch to wait for it to subside. 

Slowly, her eyes sharpened into focus again as a gloved hand tightened around the shaft of her lance. The trees around her stretched nearly to the clouds, and their height alone would have made them noteworthy, but she couldn’t recall hearing of them. She attempted to stand again, using her lance to support herself. Another flash of dizziness, but she at least remained standing this time. 

It was perhaps silly of her to wonder if she was still in Jugdral. She’d heard tales, rumors of portals and other worlds before, but she dismissed the thought just as quickly as it came. No, something else must have happened. A freak storm, blowing her off course, but the sky had been clear (except the smoke behind her, of course, but that was the fire of celebration, nothing to worry about). 

Knight of Silesse pushed her way out of the trees to assess her surroundings. Keen eyes caught a castle, sitting proudly on top of a nearby hill, and almost on instinct her boots began to walk towards it. 

A castle will surely have knights inside. They can direct me back to Silesse. 

Her steps took her towards the iron gate of the castle, guarded by a lone woman with a helmet over her eyes. The woman was unarmed, save for a red-covered book at her side, held onto her thick robes by countless belts. The helmet was rather- out of place, for a mage... 

“Hello, miss!” The guard leaned out from her niche in the heavy stone wall, waving to catch her attention. “I’d put the lance away if I were you.” 

“Excuse me?” Fury paused, pointed her lance-tip downwards. “I mean no harm.” 

“I don’t think you do! But just in case. Monastery’s well guarded, you know.” 

“Monastery? So this isn’t a castle? There are no knights inside?” 

“I mean, there are knights inside, but they’re the monastery’s knights. Knights of Seiros, you know.” Fury didn’t know, but decided to press on in her questioning. 

“It doesn’t matter. I only need directions.” 

“Oh, you’re lost? I can try to help, but I’m awful at giving directions.” 

“Do you know which direction I must go to get to Silesse?” The guard paused, pushed the rim of her helmet out of her eyes to stare down at Fury.

“Never heard of the place. Sorry.” 

“How can that be? You’ve heard of the Silessian pegasus knights, have you not?” 

“No, sorry.” The guard shook her head. “We’ve got pegasus knights, and plenty of pegasi in the stables, but I don’t know where they come from. Maybe it’s Silesse.” The guard tilted her head, the helmet sliding to the side. It really was too big on her... 

“Is there... anyone you could ask? Do you think any of the knights this monastery would know?” 

“Nah, I can’t leave this spot. Someone’s got to watch the gate, and that’s what they’re paying me for. But...” Something glittered in the guard’s eyes, uneven helmet letting the sun strike her face. “You could go in and ask them yourself.” 

“Yes, that would be ideal. Please, open the gate.” 

“Not so fast!” The guard kicked her feet back and forth. “I’ve got to ask questions first. I can’t just let anybody in here. It’s a school too, you know!” Again, Fury did not know, but she refused to back down now. 

“What are the questions? How long will they take?” 

“Only a few minutes. It’s not an exam,” the guard scoffed. “There are only three questions. You have time for that?” 

“...if it will turn my path back towards Silesse, I suppose I have time.” 

“Great! Awesome.” The guard straightened up in her seat, pushed the helmet back another time. 

“Can’t they get you a better-fitting helmet?” 

“Nope. Believe me, I’ve asked. But if it’s so distracting...” She pulled it off her head, revealing reddish hair that stuck up from static. “Anyway, you ready?” 

“Yes. You may ask your questions.” 

“Question one!” The guard held up a single finger. “What has brought you to where you are today?” 

Fury paused to consider the question. How would she begin to describe the winding road that she’d followed all the way here? More importantly, how would she describe herself as from a country this guard seemed to believe didn’t exist? 

“I was born and raised in Silesse, the country I’m attempting to get to. All my life, I dreamed of joining the pegasus knights. They’re heroes in Silesse, and serve the Queen directly. I befriended the Prince, Lewyn, when I was young, and we remained friends all our lives.” It felt strange, now, to refer to him as Prince and not husband, but she hadn’t gotten that far yet. The guard, however, frowned at the name. “Sorry, have you heard of him?” 

“Doesn’t matter. Keep going, sorry.” 

“I joined the Four Heavenly Knights when I was young - a group of commanders serving my Queen, but I wasn’t there for too long before the Prince disappeared.” Her hand tightened, almost imperceptibly, around the lance. “After that, I was assigned by my Queen to go search for him.” No need to mention that she had begged for the mission in private. No more details than necessary to get home. “I went looking for him, while my elder sister, Annand, and the other two commanders remained in Silesse. I searched the entire continent for Lewyn, but I was deceived. I was told the Prince was being held captive by Lord Sigurd, when in fact he had allied with them. When I realized my mistake and allied with Lord Sigurd as well, the other two commanders betrayed us. They helped to cause a civil war to break out in Silesse. I fought alongside Lord Sigurd to bring peace back to Silesse. After the war, Lewyn and I were married.” She can’t help but pause, smile softly at the thought, but it shifts away as she returns to her task. “After Lord Sigurd was denounced as a traitor, we resolved to help him clear his name. That battle was hard fought, but successful as well. Lord Arvis invited us to a procession in which Lord Sigurd would be pardoned, but I declined to go. Lord Lewyn went for the both of us.” A grim look crossed the guard’s face, almost too quick for Fury to notice. 

“I see,” she said slowly. “Well, as far as I know, your husband is here.” 

“He is?” A step closer, a spark in her eyes. “But- he’s meant to be in Belhalla, celebrating Lord Sigurd’s return...” 

“You should ask him about it. From what I’ve heard he’s got quite a story.” 

“Allow me inside, so I may speak with him!” She hated how quickly her lips turned to pleading, but the expression on the guard’s face softened. 

“Look, you just have to finish up the questions and I can let you in.” Fury paused, loosened her grip on the lance. 

“Okay. I will answer.” 

“Thank you. Question two.” The guard held up an appropriate amount of fingers. “What are your greatest strengths and weaknesses?” 

Before Fury could pause her thinking to consider the question, memories of Lewyn, her sister, everyone she’d ever trained with telling her that she was too earnest, too trusting, not quite a fighter. Her sister in particular had commented once that she didn’t have a warrior’s face. The thought made her stomach turn. Only one of them was alive as a warrior today, after all.

“I am more than competent with a lance,” she began. Best not to lead with what made her weak - showed that it was on her mind. “I am experienced in combat in the air, and once I have a goal I will not stop pursuing it until it is complete.” A pause, like she was thinking, but she’d never been a great actor. “I have been told I show what I am thinking on my face. I do not believe this to be a weakness, but I have been told it is.” The guard nodded. 

“Okay. Last question. If a story were to be written about your life, what role would you play?” She opened her mouth to answer-

-and faltered. 

“I...” What would she be remembered as, after she was gone? A loyal knight, trailing her lord and husband? Or a girl who never quite grew up, always with her eyes full of stars and tears? “I am a knight. I would like to be remembered as such.” For a moment, the image of her, kneeling at his feet, shone in her mind, and she couldn’t stop a faint smile from crossing her face. The guard sat back against the wall, satisfied. 

“Thank you. I just need to know your name and I can open the gates.” 

“Fury,” she answered. “Fury of Silesse.” 

“It’s nice to meet you, Fury. I hope you find what you’re looking for.” And with a flick of her wrist, the gate opened.

[walkingcontradiction42]

Thank you for the tag @edgy-as-a-satsuma !!! :) (cut the reblog chain because it was getting hella long)

I mean sure I always carry food...

Tagging: @theydoctor @crave-mp3 @faggotwalkwithme @mcrmadness @spineless-lobster

Saw this going around twitter, looked like fun. What? I'm not procrastinating (I am, I really am)

Make this picrew of yourself

Take this uquiz

Post the results side-by-side. No pressure tags: @alypink, @revnah1406, @madefordvarka, @deadbranch, @welldonekhushi, @kaitaiga, @applbottmjeens, @froglights-and-pearls

[valtsv]

stuck between "psychological horror statement" and "objectively the funniest thing you could say to your real flesh and blood dad" in the father's day card aisle

[frenchublog]

kosovo miku

[unsung-idiot]

don't show him modern technology; it won't end well

bonus under the cut:

[carefulzombie]

gf fandom in 2016: if you so much as hint - even jokingly! - about the nature of ford and bill’s relationship being anything other than platonic (and even then you NEED to give a disclaimer that bill is manipulating him!) then you support abusive relationships

gf fandom in 2024:

[beepboopappreciation]

Is this anything

[littlelightfish]

Funny things I found out playing with language setting in Netflix while looking episode 15:

Chilchuck's scream sounds HAUNTED in brazilian portuguese. Give it a try if you can.

(You can hear it here)

In spanish dub, Senshi says: "tocó mis senos de hombre", which means "he touched my man boobs" in Spanish. And I think that's the best dub line one so far.

[starbuck]

i say i like tragedies and everyone’s all like ‘why do you like sad stories? are you depressed?’ and never ‘how was the catharsis? was the catharsis fun?’

[aphel1on]

nothinggg better than torturing an emotionally repressed character until every single trauma they've ever refused to process starts spilling uncontrollably out of the cracks. like a matryoshka doll situation of repressed trauma and baby you better believe i'm going in there with a hammer

[inbabylontheywept]

I was walking out of the Walmart today, and a car passed me, and I got this incredibly vivid impression. It wasn't really in words, but if I had to put it into words, the two key points would be

a). I needed to watch that car and

b). That I needed to be careful, because the driver of the car was a massive bitch.

It kind of took me by surprise, because I really had no reason to be beefing with that car, and I also hadn't really had an impression like that since I was religious, which was in my teen years. Right? It'd been a decade since I had a little voice whisper in my ear, and I'd basically written it off as nonsense.

Anyway, I watched the car, because The Spirits or whatever were very insistent that I did. Car drove fine, went into the parking spot, inched forward, and right when it should've just stopped, the driver gunned it for some reason and it ran into the curb and cracked its bumper.

So, the driver got out, and she went to the front of the car to check that yes, she had cracked her bumper, and then she turned to look at me. The parking lot wasn't empty, but we were the only two people standing in that row, and I'd probably been staring at her for tenish seconds now.

She demanded very angrily to know why I hadn't warned her of the curb. And I could have said I didn't know you were about to gun it or is it my job to help every stranger park, or even could you have even heard me, inside your car?

And all of those would have been fine, but I was really, really busy digesting that I had somehow communed with Mormon Jesus again for the first time in fifteen years, and that the communion had mostly been there to let me watch someone park badly (?), so what I responded with was:

"Because it was foretold."

And I can't tell which would be funnier, if she went silent because there's not much to be said to that, or if she went silent because in Utah, she might actually believe me, but we parted ways without more words.

I'm still kind of digesting this myself, actually.

[kotse]

@hg-aneh your honor they’re silly

edit: i am NOT aneh!! i love and have borrowed their character designs, no affiliation!!

[planefood]

rules for thee and not for me

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

elita pep talk

[chloesimaginationthings]

Everyone loves FNAF music man.. even Michael