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Wheel of Time s2 Countdown Day 4- Favorite scene

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1. Rand al'Thor

Art credit to Esther Schrader

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Music Though

Why does Moonlight Sonata's 3rd movement go so hard??

I'm just over here head banging to the strikes. How do you even begin to learn to PLAY that?

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countdown to wot season two -> day five: favorite dynamic -> lan and moraine

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wot season two countdown: day two - favorite costume

↳ moiraine's tower dress

[thislovintime]

Photo 1: Peter in 1964, screenshot from his My Generation interview (photo © Andrew Sandoval). Photo 2: Peter Tork and Adam Di Petto (assuming this is at the opening of Zilch in New York City on October 20, 1967; photo courtesy of the Daily News). Photo 3: with Fabio Piangiani Naradamuni and Andriette Redman at Trax, early 1980s (photo via Facebook); photos 5 & 6 from the early 1980s and circa 2013.

Photo 2: “Notice the shot of me bending Peter Tork’s ear. Or is it he bending my ear? (No fair counting my chins!) Actually, I’m hitting him up for a loan — after learning he, Davy, Micky and Mike are now all millionaires! Especially with all the royalties pouring in for their latest lp, ‘Pisces, Aquarius, Capricorn and Jones, Limited.’ (Wot, no kitchen sink?)” - Adam Di Petto, Daily News, December 10, 1967

“Money doesn’t mean anything to me. If you can’t be happy poor, you can’t be happy rich.” - Peter, Seventeen, August 1967

Peter Tork: “[The music scene in Greenwich Village during the early 1960s was] Dreamsville. Total wonderfulness. Yeah, I was liberated, I was free, I was a hippie in Greenwich Village. It was great, you couldn’t ask for a better life.” Q: “Were you playing music for a living?” PT: “Yeah.” Q: “Did that pay the bills?” PT: “Yeah, such as they were. I mean, you know, I lived — shared a run-down apartment with a couple of other guys, and went out at night, we played the coffee house circuit in Greenwich Village from seven — quarter of the hour, from seven in the evening until four in the morning, six nights a week. It was a lot of fun.” - GOLD 104.5, 1999

"[N]ow here I am, broke in New York City,’ [Tork] said. But the 38-year-old [sic] singer is far from calling it quits. ‘I’m going to keep plugging,‘ he vowed. ‘I’m not done — this is my craft, my trade.’” - The Tampa Tribune, March 27, 1982 (x)

“I never knew how New York would welcome me back after all those years. It’s a cynical place and, sadly, The Monkees gave a lot of people a chance to exercise their cynicism. New York welcomed me. I started playing again in The Village and I’m doing OK.” - Peter Tork, Countdown, April 1987

[27dragons]

New Year Countdown: Dec 11

Today's countdown ficlet is some Ineffable Husbands fluff!

Dec 11 - Ineffable Husbands - College/University AU - Sled

“You wot?” Crowley demanded, staring at Aziraphale across the canteen table. “You’ve never been sledding? At all? Ever?”

“You needn’t act so surprised,” Aziraphale said stiffly. “There are loads of people who’ve never been sledding.”

“Yeah, but most of ‘em live in the tropics,” Crowly retorted.

“Yes, well, my family doesn’t go in for that sort of thing.” Aziraphale took a spoonful of his pudding.

“That sort of thing,” Crowley repeated. “What, like fun?”

“Now you mention it -- yes.” He glanced up to see Crowley looking at him with that sad, pitying expression that meant Aziraphale had demonstrated yet again how sheltered and repressive his upbringing had been. “It’s not exactly a tragedy, Crowley, really.”

“That’s exactly what it is, angel,” said Crowley. He moved all of their trash and empty dishes onto one of their trays and stacked them together. “You finished? C’mon.” Aziraphale stood up and reached for the trays, but Crowley already had them. “Nah, I got this, go on.”

Aziraphale couldn’t help but give Crowley a suspicious look. Aziraphale was always the one who put their trays away when they’d finished at the dining hall. Crowley was apt to just saunter away, leaving his mess on the table for some poor student worker to clean up. But Crowley just gave gave Aziraphale a sunny smile and gestured for Aziraphale to precede him out of the building.

When they’d gotten perhaps half a block down the road on their way back to the dorms, Crowley reached up under his jacket and pulled out one of the trays.

“Crowley!” Aziraphale froze in horror. “Did you steal that?”

Crowley scoffed. “It’s not stealing, angel. I’m gonna give it back.”

“But- but why?”

Crowley turned and gestured at the wide hill that ran from the path down toward the footie field. “We are going sledding!”

Aziraphale blinked at the hill, which suddenly seemed rather steeper than it had done just a moment earlier. “Now?” He looked at the tray, which seemed much less sturdy than it had in the dining hall. “On that?”

“Sure!” Crowley dropped the tray, then put one foot on it and slid it back and forth on the snow. “Good snow for it,” he said genially, as if Aziraphale weren’t already practically having a panic attack. “I’ll go first and show you how it’s done, yeah?” Without waiting for a response, he threw himself down onto the tray and used his heels to push himself forward until the gravity took hold.

“Oh dear,” Aziraphale gasped, twisting his hands together nervously.

Crowley slid down the hill, whooping with delight, until he reached the bottom, when the tray gently spun to a stop.

“That was great!” he yelled. He scooped up the tray and practically jogged back up the hill. “Now you go!”

“Me?”

“Go on, angel, give it a whirl!” Crowley shoved the tray toward him. “Take the sled, go on!”

“It’s really more of a toboggan,” Aziraphale pointed out helplessly.

“Whatever! Go on, have a little fun for once!”

Aziraphale put the tray down. “If I break my leg,” he warned, “it will be your fault.”

“You’re not going to break anything,” Crowley promised. “Now sit down, and kind of tuck your feet up on the lip of the tray there so they’re not in the way.”

Gingerly, Aziraphale sat. “Now what?”

“I’ll just give you a push,” Crowley suggested. He put his hands on Aziraphale’s shoulders. “Ready, steady--”

And Aziraphale was flying.

The wind was biting against his face and hands, whipping through his hair and causing his eyes to water so he couldn’t see. Snow spray stung his skin, and everything was moving far too fast. There was nothing to hold on to, no way to steer or stop or even slow down. He was entirely at the mercy of gravity and the minimal friction between the tray and the snow.

He became aware that he was yelling, his arms flailing wildly. Something happened -- he had no idea what -- and he went arse-over-teakettle, tumbling and rolling and bumping until he finally flopped to a halt, flat on his back and panting up at the clear winter sky.

“Oh my,” he gasped, gingerly patting himself down to check for injuries.

“Aziraphale!” Crowley skidded to a stop just beside Aziraphale and peered down at him. “Angel! Are you hurt?”

“I don’t think so,” he said. He sat up, and while he could feel a number of bruises already forming, he didn’t think he’d broken anything. 

“What happened?” Crowley asked.

“I don’t know.” Aziraphale turned his head to see the dining hall tray resting a little ways away, completely innocent, as if it hadn’t bumped him off mid-journey. Then he twisted to look back up to the top of the hill. The snow was no longer pristine, scarred and pitted by Aziraphale’s tumble down and Crowley’s running.

“Come on, up you get,” Crowley urged him. “You stay like that, the snow’ll melt right through your clothes and you’ll catch your death.”

Aziraphale let Crowley help him to his feet. He walked over to the tray and picked it up. They walked back up the hill in silence.

When they got to the top, Aziraphale paused to look down again, rubbing absently at the slick plastic of the tray.

“Crowley?”

“Yeah.” Crowley held out his hand for the tray. “I’ll put it back now.”

Aziraphale’s fingers tightened on the tray. “Actually,” he said slowly. “I think I’d like another go.”

[jaqobis]

god the countdown till i start writing more wot/asoiaf crossover fic no one asked for

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literally so excited about wot s2 that i'm tempted to code a countdown widget into my theme for sept 1 except i don't remember When on sept 1 it's meant to drop

[dstrachan]

'VIEWS FROM THE EDGE' - w/c 28th October 2024

Gossip ‘Heavy Cross’

Glider ‘Weekend Away’

Main Core ‘Prospero’

Shahmatik ‘Red Cross’

Joolz & Jah Wobble ‘War Of Attrition’

Unison ‘Heat Of The Day’

Hayseed Dixie ‘The Final Countdown’

Rod Wave ‘Last Lap’

Sputnik The Band ‘Sputnik (Song For Laika)’

The Presidents Of The United States Of America ‘We Are Not Going To Make It’

Asian Dub Foundation ‘Rebel Warrior’

The Clash ‘Rebel Waltz’

Double Trouble feat. Rebel MC ‘Street Tuff’

Slade ‘Look Wot You Dun’

The Don Powell Band ‘Danger Voodoo’

Don Powell’s Occasional Flames ‘I Won’t Be Playing Wonderwall Tonight’

Don & the Dreamers ‘I Hear You Knocking’

QSP ‘Tobacco Road’

The Don Powell Band ‘My Sharona’

Lindisfarne ‘Run For Home’

Sassyhiya ‘Boat Called Predator’

Kornastone ‘Sailing Ships’

Shuggie Otis ‘Pling’

John Cougar Mellencamp ‘Paper & Fire’

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Dailies Index 1-50

The beginning! From 4/15 to 6/3

The format is: Day ___ - Short Description

I have no idea if this is gonna be helpful at all, but if it is then yay!

Next index (51-100) Other art, WoT's, etc Index

Day 1 - Snapping :) Day 2 - By an unmarked white van Day 3 - Swinging from a chandelier Day 4 - "why do guys named timothy go by tim when they could go by moth" Day 5 - Staring into the sunset Day 6 - Very large apple Day 7 - Shadow having taken a bite out of his arm Day 8 - TSP two doors Day 9 - 2 drums and a cymbal fall off a cliff Day 10 - ded (cwacom) Day 11 - Little sticky note doodle Day 12 - Horrible mouse drawing Day 13 - TSP countdown ending Day 14 - Looks at you with enormous round shiny eyes Day 15 - the horrors persist but so do I (b&w) Day 16 - Slightly coloured ms whiteboard Day 17 - Mean Girls whale bathroom pass Day 18 - Girls at Sleepovers/Boys at Sleepovers Day 19 - Tie dye Day 20 - Bass Pro Shop fishtank Day 21 - Icicle sword Day 22 - Bug pin lance Day 23 - Conveniently shaped lamp Day 24 - Eye flames Day 25 - Sketch of the trio Day 26 - Kinda rendered eye Day 27 - Suavemente gnome Day 28 - Canada goose Day 29 - His hole... Day 30 - amit Eclipxie Day 31 - amit Shadow Clone Day 32 - Birthday art! Day 33 - *yeets burger Day 34 - the horrors persist but so do i (coloured) Day 35 - Shimmer moth reference Day 36 - Wing tails paper sketch Day 37 - Small bow Day 38 - amit reactor explosion Day 39 - SGAmod reveal ancestor Day 40 - Master(ftw) ancestor Day 41 - Polarities ancestor (sketch) Day 42 - Polarities ancestor Day 43 - Toe biden... Day 44 - Redemption ancestor Day 45 - SGAmod ancestor Day 46 - Sometimes I wonder how I taste lol (meme) Day 47 - Ultranium/SAA ancestor (sketch) Day 48 - Pride month start! Day 49 - Tiny doodle Day 50 - Sparkle sparkle

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Wheel of Time S2 Countdown: Favorite Character

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9. Moiraine Damodred

Art credit to Caio Santos

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this episode really does have lots of m*ffat's greatest hits

sex joke that's not funny

doctor monologues a lot in a way that's kind of arrogant and is written in the way m*ffat writes all the doctors

companion mostly asks questions and/or acts motherly

companion "dies" and is brought back

hamfisted statements about something political that don't really have any depth to them

a deeper more successful political statement alongside that

declaration of love immediately followed by death

as many m*ffat callbacks as possible, whether or not they make much sense

EDIT: also the Very Serious Grim Stuff that isn't actually all that deep (which it's funny we pin all of that on chibnall -- he took it into overdrive for sure, but it was m*ffat who did that first)

specifically on point the fifth, and maybe I'll be in the minority, but i wasn't a fan of its attempt to make a point about religion, its collating "faith" and "organised religion," and its use of the anglican priests. the episode wasn't really about any of that, it was just a useful callback because m*ffat had used them before, but, like before, they're never really a well-developed order or religion or people, they're just set-pieces. I also don't think DW is very successful when it's trying to make "points" about faith vs... i guess atheism? it's a show that's all about faith in some way or other, the doctor's personal belief-system is important to the world (you'll never be the impossible planet/satan pit and certainly not the god complex)

in the end the things it was saying about organised christianity had nothing much to do with the episode itself, and simply seemed to be in there in order to point and go "you, the viewer, recognise these sayings and ideas" and while im all for demonising "thoughts and prayers" as concept, this wasn't a story that was... about what that saying is about...... it was clunky. and, ironically, it was holier-than-thou

things i think were successful:

fighting a never-ending war based on algorithms, in order to continue to sell weapons. always a fan of stories like that

the inherent simplicity of its structure -- doctor steps on a mine, we do not want it to explode, countdown

the isle of skye singing and the poem

the dynamic between ruby and the doctor still feels strongly based on mutual respect in the way they choose to interpret/act the words they say

the "kiss-kiss" bit

ncuti gatwa's acting, simply outstanding -- between him and millie gibson's bubbly excitement, they do manage to make this episode theirs and not simply "any doctor and companion"

the bit where they're just watching the planet and basking

i liked the villengard specific callback, im actually quite a big fan of villengard

the continued feeling that this doctor's being relentlessly positive in a way that is... highly suspect. mental health-wise

anyway, it was fine. obvs i was gonna be paying more attention to Things Wot It Does, because i am not a big m*ffat fan, and i do think he's stuck in his greatest hits and will probably never write anything genuinely "new and also good" but hey, who knows. this episode was serviceable and didn't overstay its welcome. definitely reminded me once again of how much i would neeeeever want another full show written by him

okay we have reached boom

i know im going to go into this one biased

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countdown to wot season two -> day two: favorite costumes -> siuan sanche

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wot season two countdown: day seven - free day!

↳ choose your character (inspo)