8. The Only Hope For Me Is You - My Chemical Romance
9. July - Laur Elle
10. Upside Down - Jack Johnson
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top 5 characters: merlin (but not merlin or arthur đ)
Hey! Oooh, nice one. đ
5. Isolde. A badass woman who ran away from her destiny and lives for love and adventure. But still has a strong moral and principles. She's awesome. Bonus point : Tristan because one cannoy be separated from the other.
4. Leon. Honor, strength, loyalty, a good sense of humor, a good head on his shoulders, doesn't bend down for bullshit, lies and deceit. The right hand, the steadfast one.
3. Mithian. A queen. Smart, clever, observant, she knows what she wants and she'll get it. Wish we had seen more of her. Bonus point : Elena because I totally ship these two.
1. Morgana. MY QUEEN. She's everything I want to be and everything I want in my life. She's smart. She's cunning. She's compassionate. She has strong moral values and principles and she'll burn the whole world down to rebuild it better, kinder, gentler. The world hurt her and made her the twisted version of herself most version of Arthurian adaptations make her, but that isn't all who she is. And she deserves so much better. She deserves love and respect and to be heard because she knows what she's talking about.
(Please ask me things about Arthurian legends. I could ramble for hours.)
(Promise I'll write and post the third chapter of Build Me An Empire soon. I just need to figure out Arthur's motives.)
bad things happen bingo: wenzhou + came back wrong
Please send me requests, Iâm out. Please please.
Drama canon, ~ep 6.
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Blood pounded in Zhou Zishuâs ears, his temples and behind his eyes. His chest ached, the throbbing spreading throughout his entire body and his mouth still tasted like blood. He could only be thankful that Wen Kexingâs secrets held qinggong as smooth, silent and traceless as his own in his diminished state.
They finally touched down within a ring of trees with no exit on the ground-level. There was no way the drug men could reach them, even if they managed to follow that far. Zishu settled into the lotus pose without hesitation. He lifted his hands to begin meditating, but froze when he saw that Wen Kexing hadnât shifted from where they landed. His stance was uneven and his eyes were glazed, as if he was still under the effects of Drunk Like a Dream. Had he not woken up? No, heâd definitely returned to himself for a moment, so-
Before Zishu could puzzle it out, Wen Kexing collapsed.
Zishu caught him just before he hit the dirt. He propped Wen Kexing up against a tree and checked his pulse and breathing. Both were steady and he didnât have a fever. With professional efficiency, Zishu checked him over for injuries, but found no broken skin or even tears in the fabric of his clothing - aside from the small wound on his back from Baiyi.
Zishu pointed at the unconscious Wen Kexing. âIâm the one thatâs poisoned and youâre dramatically fainting?â He stood back and dug through the medicine pouch he kept in his robes. He hadnât expected to run into drug men, but his penchant for over preparing had paid off. Removing the poison from the wounds on his arm was simple-enough, even with the frequent glances to ensure Wen Kexing hadnât stopped breathing or something equally troublesome.Â
The wound on his back was more troublesome. He stripped to the waist and laid out several bottles from his medicine pouch. He poured a few drops of each onto a scrap piece of cloth and waited for the reaction. Once the fabric was covered with a light blue froth, he reached over his shoulder and applied it to the wound. It hurt like cauterizing the wound, but he couldnât ignore the effectiveness.
Unfortunately, the poison from the drug men and then the antidote to it made his sweat uncomfortable acidic. He left Wen Kexing in the circle of trees and went to douse himself in the lake. He peeled off the human skin mask and examined the underside. As expected, it was too degraded to be used again. With a sigh, he pressed it into a ball to dispose of properly later.Â
Despite how much heâd tried to lose Wen Kexing over the last several days, he returned to him and built up a small fire. With the Nails active, there was no point in trying to sleep, so he settled in to meditate for the night.
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Zishu opened his early to the barest streaks of morning light reflected down from the treetops. Across the clearing, Wen Kexing was conscious.
Heâd redone his hair, tying it up into a tight bun without bangs and pierced through by a jade hair pin. His outermost robe was folded on the ground, though he still wore several layers. His stance was wary, poised to attack. When he caught Zishuâs open eyes, he asked, âWho are you?â
Zishu spat out incredulous laughter. âAll that talk of me hiding an incredible beauty and now you ask me who I am?â
âWho are you and where have you taken me?â Wen Kexing responded in a serious tone Zishu had thought him incapable of.Â
Now that was interesting. Clearly he didnât remember the night before and perhaps had even lost several days if he didnât recognize Zishuâs bearing and clothes. From the distance and with neither of them moving, it was hard to accurately judge Wen Kexingâs martial arts, but he didnât seem particularly weakened, which meant there was no reason for him not to recognize âZhou Xuâ even with a different face. But then there was his hair and robe - the changes seemed to drastically alter Wen Kexingâs bearing.
Zishu sighed and chose to remain in the lotus pose - it was as non-threatening as he could make himself. He said, âI havenât taken you anywhere, Wen Kexing. You must be particularly vulnerable to Drunk Like a Dream.â
Wen Kexing began shaking his head before Zishu finished speaking. âYou must be confused. Either that, or your speaking is poor and your name is Wen Kexing.â
âWhat?â Zishu stood slowly, telegraphing his lack of intent. He pointed to Wen Kexing. âThatâs your name. Mine is Zhou Xu. Youâve only said it ten thousand times since weâve met.â
Across the clearing, Wen Kexing shifted his stance, this time just a breath away from attacking. âWeâve never met.â He raised his hand in challenge. âAnd my name is Zhen Yan.â
Yaaay itâs been such a long time since Iâve played a tag game!! Thanks so much for tagging me @tinylilemrys đ„°đ€
Questions:
whatâs your name & username?
where are you from?
whatâs the time where you are?
pronounce the following words: meme, pepe, doge, sudoku, espresso, celtic, açaĂ, dr. Seuss.
whatâs your favourite pizza place? favourite pizza topping?
whatâs your favourite dessert?
whatâs your favourite food? what food do you hate?
whatâs your favourite TV show? which show were you into, but then got out of?
what brand is your phone?
do you speak a second language?
how do you define a group of people when youâre talking to them? Do you say âguys,â or âdudesâ or?
what harry potter house do you most identify with? if sorted by pottermore, did you agree with the one you got?
is there something you should be doing right now but are procrastinating?
now that youâve talked about what you need to be doing, go do it!!
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Itâs honestly so cool to get a voice to faces you might have known for yearsđ„°
rules: create a normal and fantasy version of yourself with this picrew
normal me! irl my skin is a little darker and my hair has less volume
fantasy me! basically iâm a mermaid. the fangs are inspired by the version of mermaid youâll find on the tv show Siren, and i just really like the heart eyed thing
So I was rewatching the Hobbit movies and during BOTFA I genuinely couldn't wait for it to be over so that I could read Nothing Gold Can Stay and Love In Idleness again. I just feel like you should know they're genuinely two of my favourite stories of all time, to the point where if I had physical copies the bindings would probably be shot and the covers would be coming off of them. Thank you for sharing them đđ
OH MAN Iâm so happy that these stories mean so much to you - that means so much to ME. Theyâre always on the back of my mind in one way or another, I reread Love-In-Idleness recently (bc research for the slow-to-arrive Barduil sequel) and itâs such a... relief? Delight? That they seem to have stood the test of time.
Iâm really into guerilla bookbinding these days and I would actually LOVE TO make copies of both stories for my own bookshelf - only NGCS will probably have to be split into AT LEAST three or four volumes...
Thank you for this absolutely wonderful message, I hope you have a lovely day, youâve certainly brightened mine! <3
I watched your video on musical episodes yesterday and since you were the second person this week to recommend it, I started watching Crazy Ex-Girlfriend right after. I'm 13 episodes in and I'm obsessed. Thank you!
For the voice meme: I'm not really in the Percy Jackson fandom, but I see you guys are getting a new show and I'm excited for you. What is the one thing you're looking forward to most with this new reboot? đ
omg i cannot imagine following this blog without being in the pjo fandom ur such a trooper
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