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The more time I spend around people who don't really listen to me, the more I start to understand why Anakin's cheese slid off his cracker
Me: I’m done talking about this tonight i should sleep Me right away: AND ANOTHER THING
Clint may not have contacted anyone to talk to seek help, but that is a choice he made. He did that on purpose and expected to have people follow suit in one of two ways; either trusting and respecting that choice. Or coming to him to hear him say he needed them to not involve themselves.
THIS IS A CHOICE
He is perfectly aware of how hard it is to step back, listen, and then just accept to sit still about it. He’s done it for his friends and it sucks - big time. But he does it. So just putting it out there how he may very well have expected the same curtsy in return. Looking at you Nat for actually doing it, thanks girl we love you.
That is all, I can’t voice more now and make it make sense.
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Did you know during SALverse how Augus saved Gwyn’s life? Did you know Augus was a healer Dom?
I mean like, not in the first 5-10 chapters of From the Darkness We Rise, but I knew for most of SALverse, that’s why there’s actually more than one oblique reference to it. Although no, I never say ‘Augus was a healer dom who saved Gwyn’s life through kink’ because like, it wasn’t Augus’ and Gwyn’s story.
The most evident is Gwyn’s general attitude towards him in certain sections, for example:
‘How can he be like...the way he is, and Augus be so evil? Ash said his brother was good,’ Jack said, and Gwyn looked past Jack, as though checking they were truly alone. But the door was closed, no one else was in the room with them.
‘Nothing can ever excuse how Augus has behaved towards the fae, towards you, towards his Kingdom. Nothing. But if you’re asking me if this is the Augus I’ve known, for most of my life, then...I err towards Ash’s judgement. He was good. Unseelie? Yes. Ate humans? Well, a lot of us do. That doesn’t make him evil, he cannot help the way he was born.’
And:
‘Augus...doesn’t do those things without permission,’ Ash said. ‘That’s not his kink, it’s never been-’
And:
‘Why are you always here?’ Augus said to Gwyn, shaking his head, a faint smile on his face. ‘Don’t you have a Kingdom to run? Aren’t you constantly going on about how you have a Kingdom to save? You look tired, Gwyn. I’ve seen you look this tired before. It’s been a while, hasn’t it?’
And the least subtle:
‘Gwyn, what was Augus like? Before he was all...evil? People talk about him the way- The way I think about Pitch and the Nightmare King.’
Gwyn looked down at the snow and his shoulders heaved on a sigh.
‘You must keep in mind that Pitch was possessed by living shadows. They are different beings. Are you...are you sure you want to talk about this?’
Jack wasn’t sure, but he couldn’t forget how Ash had talked about his brother. He shrugged, indicated with his hand that Gwyn should go on.
‘Augus is Unseelie, so I never had a great deal to do with him. Especially as he was private and quiet, only attending parties and such when invited. And I was often in the field, on campaigns or tours in battle. It was two different circles. But I knew of his reputation as someone who could…heal others through unconventional means. And I- You’ll recall that my centre was once triumph? I told you of how I...’
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‘Then I forced Cyledr – his son – to eat his father’s heart. It understandably drove Cyledr quite mad.’
‘Oh god,’ Jack said.
‘I was destroyed by my own actions. I would never have considered approaching an Unseelie fae otherwise. But I didn’t know how to remove the madness otherwise. I asked Augus to help me. He hardly knew me, he did not like my family, he did not much like me. But he took me into his home. It changed everything. And he, you have to understand Jack, this isn’t the Augus you know now. I would be dead, were it not for him.’
I talked about it way more openly on Tumblr though. I didn’t really want people to know too much about Augus’ ‘good’ side, because it was Jack’s story, and not Augus’ and not Gwyn’s story. So on Tumblr, where folks wanted to know, it was definitely something that came up a lot (and ultimately one of the things that prompted the first initial chapters of Game Theory in the first place). In SAL, it was only ever designed to be subtle side references for the people who were looking / wanting to know those details. Especially for people who’d read Fae Tales and then went back to SAL.
But yeah I did know, it formed the whole basis of why Gwyn never suspected why Augus’ relationship with the Nightmare King was nonconsensual, and based on Augus being dominated by someone else. Until that point, Gwyn - like everyone else - had just assumed Augus would be the dominant one sexually, and that he’d corrupted somehow in the process.
human “taste bud” observances:
fruit very good, enjoy banana most. apple very cronch, grape very “sour”, orange very squirt juice all over bastion face.
raw carrot very good. cooked carrot very not. texture bad.
bird seed is not for human eat.
chili make bastion face leak all over and had to drink lots of “milk”. would do again.
apparently need drink water constant to sustain human body. taste like...nothing, very strange.
have learned hard way not to take bite out of onion.
bastion also learn that pen lid, paper, corner of tablet, clothing sleeve, bottle cap, soil, bullet, feather, hair, dvd, motor oil, lipstick, crayon, leaf, glass, miscellaneous scrap and bird poop are Not For Put In Mouth.
It was hot...
Hottest Yuma has gotten that I recall was in high school, the day before it hit 123 degrees. I was outside to get the mail, the sun cooked the crab grass that was in our front yard. I was silly and thought it would be okay like most other days to go out bare foot. Not a smart idea. Getting to the mail box that was about 5 yards from the front door took about 3 minutes. I admit to crying when I finally got to the mailbox cause my butt was stubborn and didn’t wanna turn back around to get shoes. Mailbox, hot as fluff. Took me a minute to get it open cause it was so hot I had to fold a corner of my shirt 4 times just to touch the handle. Opening it and strangely enough steam came out. Reaching in to grab the mail was like reaching in an oven. Getting back indoors, pain-ful. Went limping to my parents to give them the mail and they told me how hot it was and to not go outside if it can be helped. I hid in my room the rest of that day. Hilarious though the next day when students who went to the river came in as crispy critters. I swear to the stars above I did not even recognize them normally. I go into my home room cause I like getting in early when I was younger. Sat down, began reading a manga, two minutes go by and the door opens. In walk about 12 students. I have no idea how to describe their skin tone that day so lets use two examples, ten were “leather brown” and maybe two that were “Flavor flav”. My smart mind went Wow, we have new students. Then, they began, to sit down. But (for a safe name lets say Crystal) sits there. Then another few sit. But ___ sits there. And that desk normally has a student too. I hope the teacher plans to get more desks... And then my brain started clicking. Huh, that student’s face looks kinda like ___. And that one too.... ........ THEY ARE ALL COOKED! I then proceeded the rest of the day trying to stay upright and not fall on the floor laughing. The struggle was real. Cause stars above it was easy to see who went outside. But the thing that killed me the most was their logic. “If we go in the water, we will not get burnt.”
I've spent years thinking I was doing things wrong, but it does turn out I was hanging out with people you didn't give a shit about me... Insane because I gaslite myself for almost 7 years thinking something was wrong with me, but those people just didn't really like me huh-
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