05.29 - Blue Blade
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05.29 - Blue Blade
Fist my bump!
Wait until you hear about fist me…
st alia of the knife
She and her brother could not be people. They had to be something more.
PAUL ATREIDES and ALIA ATREIDES in DUNE 3
affliction
“Do you think the witches thought this through? Me and you?” Feyd asked, voice low.
“Feyd,” Paul warned, gripping the man’s wrist. “Let me go.”
“I’m afraid I can’t.”
“Feyd.”
“I think I was built to be here, with you. I dreamed I was grown in a tube. I saw my whole life, skinned, peeled, left to dry, and my blood was your blood, and your blood was mine, and we were fused. I don’t believe in their bitch magic.” He spat the word. Tightened his grip. “I don’t think I believe in anything. But you,” he stopped, tripped, as if the speech he usually commanded so effortlessly had failed him. His mouth hung open. He leaned closer, breath sweet with the milk he’d drank before coming to Paul’s room. “You are unavoidable, aren’t you?”
Paul went limp. His body pulsed. Everything inside him lit and liquified, scorching. “Does that frighten you?”
— afflliction [feydpaul + arranged marriage & trans!paul]
“I loved you too much to see you! To see what you are!”
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Eowyn vs Witch-King
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The Chief Graphic Designer:
“His feelings for Adam were an oil spill; he’d let them overflow and now there wasn’t a damn place in the ocean that wouldn’t catch fire if he dropped a match…Ronan held out his hand; Adam took it. Ronan hauled him up, his mind all palm against palm, thumb crossed over thumb, fingers pressed into wrist bone – and then Adam was facing him and he released his hand.
The ocean burned.”
The oddly shaped Pencil Nebula NGC 2736 ©
rip ronan and henessey you would’ve loved destroying meta ai data centres with your invisible car and fire dragons