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And you can aim for my heart, go for blood But you would still miss me in your bones

// “ 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘷𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘴      𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴,

    𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦     𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴     𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘴

    𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘳𝘺     𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩     𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 ” //

MERLIN CHALLENGE Day 12: Ultimate Badass Scene (”The Sword in the Stone: Part Two”, 4x13)

ehas, the hollow lands: the party

[image descriptions: six rectangular images edited with text on them.

1. a cream-colored teacup on a black background. white text reads: castor, owner of the oleander apothecary, nobody. owner of the oleander apothecary is crossed out. words rounded around the teacup read: family isn’t worth dying for.

2. golden-orange light casting shadows through patterned windows down a hallway. white text reads: pebble, VI. the serpent, suit of daggers. words repeated across the floor read: you really haven’t aged a day.

3. close up image of a honeycomb with honey in it. black text reads: thi, II. the anvil, suit of hands. in some of the honeycomb pieces, words rounded into circles read: i’m learning to be scared all the time.

4. two black birds mid-flight on a grey background, seemingly fighting. black text reads: angry, reminder: she’s living on time you stole for her. behind the birds words repeat: what are you?

5. a black and grey image of a woman in a black dress from the shoulders down holding a large black bird. light casts the outline of a window pane behind her. black text reads: nemesis, the horseman, the watchdog of the raven queen. in the outline of the window pane words repeat: maybe i’m getting soft too.

6. a black background with gold, marbled streaks. white text reads: aierdyn, IV. the steed, suit of hands. words around various veins of gold read: we won’t let you get hurt. /end image descriptions]

marissa-cooper: What if magic isn’t something you choose? What if it chooses you?

What if magic isn’t something you choose? What if it chooses you?

hi sja tumblr just thought i should update you on this find. this is a cut line from prisoner of the judoon.

so you understand that im feeling a little bit insane right now. bonkers if you will. going bananas so to speak.

MERLIN | 5x07 “A Lesson in Vengeance”

now THIS is a dean and sam thesis statement. sam wishes he could be free and dean kind of wishes sam could be free too. 

[Video description: a silent animation that's uncolored. Aierdyn, an earth genasi wildshaped as a horse (who has geode patches on her face), stares at the viewer. The camera zooms in several times on horse-Aierdyn's face. Behind her is a field of flowers. The scene switches to show she's staring at Nemesis, who is riding a horse alongside her. Nemesis is an elf woman with long curly hair, wearing a dress. Mountains are visible in the background. Nemesis doesn't look at Aierdyn, so Aierdyn continues to stare. Finally, Nemesis notices the staring, and raises an eyebrow. Aierdyn continues to stare. Annoyed, Nemesis asks, "What?" After a pause, Aierdyn wildshapes back into a person in a puff of smoke, and says, "Well, okay, so--" Aierdyn is an earth genasi woman with long wavy hair and geode patches on her skin. The video ends.]

this actual interaction that happened last session is so important to me

Have yet to process that my sister is getting married to a dictator that Castor tried to murder and I found this out due to my brother being the sweetest person on the face of the planet and not holding it against me much that I absolutely abandoned him…..this is about dnd by the way. This did not happen in my real life but it feels like it did

anyway, today i’m thinking about nemesis, someone who has been titled as a mercenary [big deal. means people know you. you’ve lasted this long in the business without disappearing, dying, or quitting.] who makes taverns across ehas erupt into whispers where she enters because of the weight of the names she’s been given [the horseman. the watchdog of the raven queen.] whose party is on shaky grounds with her, just beginning to trust and open up to her and her to them [the disdain. the intimidation. the not knowing how to get her attention without just staring for fear of crossing a line she doesn’t even know exists between them.] and then the party walks into the roost, and from nowhere in a blur this gangly shorter-than-average sunburnt box dye ginger elf in a collared shirt with the sleeves cut off is in her space. someone in the watchdog’s space. someone in nemesis’ space. hugging her. near tackling her. and he calls her, the one with this shroud built up around her by years of misfortune and misplaced suspicion: nem, excitedly, grinning and elated at the fact that she has people with her, that she’s not alone, practically dragging her to the back table to meet his crew. thinking about the cracks in the facade oz, her younger brother, who she loves and softens around and lets shorten her name and lead her around, creates by calling that out to her aloud for the first time in four years – both for herself and everyone around her.

Commissions for @staggeringsmite of @flashofgenius’s PC Castor and @icecreamchick45’s PC Nemesis.

[Image ID: a digital painting of Castor, a drow shown from the chest up on a muted magenta background. He is looking at the viewer with his body angled slightly away and his head slightly tilted; his arms are folded across his chest and he is holding the golden handle of an umbrella in one hand. They have purple-grey skin, medium length silver-white hair in a loose ponytail, and golden eyes. He is wearing a cream long sleeve button up shirt, a light blue silk vest, and a large dark blue scarf around his neck and shoulders. They have a pale silver circlet on his forehead mostly obscured by his hair and matching ear cap jewelry connected to an earring by a chain.]

[Image ID: a digital painting of Nemesis, an elf in three quarters profile shown from the chest up on a lavender background. She has one hand held up by her face, palm facing towards her. She has pale skin, thick long wavy dark brown hair worn loosely, and purple eyes. She is wearing a rich green cloak which mostly obscures the dark teal-grey long sleeve shirt underneath, and small silver earrings. She has scars on her right temple and left cheek.]