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castalyne · 2 months
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eyecandyhoney · 2 years
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Charles Joel Nordström Kinnaman From Stockholm, Sweden
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lady-murderess · 2 years
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"We gotta stick together."
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So, I finished watching Edge of Winter about an hour ago, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. All three main actors did amazing.
Joel did exceptional as Elliot Baker, I do wish he'd play more characters like him. To be honest, he does have a knack for playing characters that have good intentions but go about them in the completely wrong way. It was honestly thrilling to see Elliot becoming more and more unhinged over time.
It was hard not to sympathise with him, all he wanted was to keep his kids with him so they didn't get whisked off to London. But honestly Elliot. There's ways to go about situations like these...
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justin-hammers · 1 year
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The Signs as Joel Kinnaman Characters:
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Aries ♈️ 🔥 - William "Will" Conway (House of Cards)
Taurus ♉️ 🌍 - Michael Flood (Brothers by Blood)
Gemini ♊️ 💨 - Frank Wagner (Johan Falk Series)
Cancer ♋️ 💧- Elliott Baker (Edge of Winter)
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Leo ♌️ 🔥 - Edward "Ed" Baldwin (For All Mankind)
Virgo ♍️ 🌍 - Pete Koslow (The Informer)
Libra ♎️ 💨 - Erik Heller (Hanna Series)
Scorpio ♏️💧- Takeshi Kovacs/Elias Ryker (Altered Carbon)
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Sagittarius ♐️ 🔥 - Adam (In Treatment)
Capricorn ♑️ 🌍 - Colonel Rick Flag (The Suicide Squad/Suicide Squad '16)
Aquarius ♒️ 💨 - Stephen Holder (The Killing)
Pisces ♓️ 💧 - Alex Murphy (Robocop '14)
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ghouljams · 10 months
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Last night I had a dream that fae!Price’s darling was a witchy gal, her grandmother taught her about the fae when she was young. I’m talking warded up house, always carrying iron and salt, candles herbs and crystals the whole nine yards. They met in the flower shop after she got a weird vibe, looked through a hagstone and Saw him. He showed up in her garden and she gave him mead she made to make up for her rudeness. She will do small acts of kindness but specify that they are “freely given” to avoid tethering. I was reading your blog right before bed lol. I like the idea of debt holder Price and a (from a fae perspective) slippery darling that he just can’t catch unless she wants to be caught
*Holding the grimoire I wrote as a senior capstone in College* Oh you want witch shit? I can give you witch shit. Let's keep trying out Price's darlings, the only thing I require for her is that she have the most knowledge of the fae because she's dealing with the big kid one. (Here's where I mention that I also have a potential witch darling for Gaz so keep that in mind)
He's been hanging around your garden, just by your back gate, right where your grandmother planted rosemary so many years ago. You greet him every time you pass by, careful never to reach over the brick wall that separates you. He's friendly, but you're not so easily fooled.
"Good morning," you smile at him, watering the herbs on your side of the fence. He leans against the brick to watch you. Eyes heavy as they slide over you, tracing the sway of your skirt where it skims your thighs.
"How's my pretty witch doing today?" He asks voice thick and promising. He's just as careful to avoid your iron watering can as you are to keep it from splashing him. You find the residual warding properties tend to soak into the water. Your family has always maintained a strong threshold for the home.
"Better seeing you," you joke, returning the compliment as easily as can be. You never miss the heat in his eyes, the danger just below his friendly facade.
"I brought you something."
"That's very kind of you," you tell him, "I think the tomatoes are ripe, I'll send you off with some for the trouble."
"No trouble, I wanted to bring it."
"Oh but I couldn't accept a gift without repaying you, it would be rude of me."
"Repay me later," he growls, and you smile a little wider. You like this dance, you've never had a fae try so hard to get their hooks in you. You set down your watering can and lean against the brick across from him. Your weight resting on your elbows, the threshold humming between you.
"But I can repay you now."
"It's a gift."
"Gifts have strings."
"Then it isn't a gift," he says, mirroring your posture.
"Then what is it?" You ask, his eyes flick to your chest, appreciative, wanting. His confidence is charming, or it would be if you were the sort of person to take the fae at face value.
"A name," Your smile drops, your heart jumping up your throat. He must see the panic in your eyes because his smile widens. "Not to keep, just... to call me when we talk." Your pulse tries to slow from the impact of panic. He did that on purpose, you try not to look too rattled by this. You try to think of an appropriate repayment.
"I can't tell you mine."
"I know." He purrs, pleased with himself for catching you in your own defenses. You feel a chill graze your skin through the threshold, the edge of Winter. He knows exactly the corner he's backing you into. He gives you time to think through your options, to panic at the weight of his offer.
"I don't-"
"I know." He pushes, tapping against the solid line between you. You've never had the sight, but you can feel his magic collide with yours as he hits the threshold. You toy with the hagstone on your necklace, the worn stone warm from your skin under your fingers. "Witch," he warns.
"I'm still thinking."
"Think as long as you want," He leans closer, "but call me Price while you do."
Your heart stops, your thoughts grinding to a halt as well. Price. It fits him. You feel the silver thread searching for purchase in your soul, and break one of your long standing rules.
You lean over the threshold and kiss him. Because you know he wants to have some part of you, and you know he wants you on the wrong side of the fence. The thread breaks as his hand slides to cup your cheek, tipping your head as his lips slide against yours. It's your first one, and you think it's worth the price of his name.
His beard sort of tickles but his lips are soft and insistent, and you lean a little further over the wall to stay close. His hands are entreating, coaxing you further across the threshold. His teeth dig into your lip and you open for him, let him drag his tongue against yours as his fingers thread through your hair. You feel your feet leave the ground, the brick digging into your hands as you put your weight on them. The pain is enough to bring you back to your senses. You don't know what would happen if you let him take you.
Price sighs as you pull away and settle back on your side of the wall. He feels a thread hook in him. You've overpaid. He values your touch more than you apparently did, how fortunate for him. And unfortunate for you.
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whats-this-mustelid · 8 months
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Oh man, I really didn't want to make any comments about anyone not associated with SAF while I've been doing this, but this was such a bizarre comment I couldn't not share it
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hypewinter · 1 year
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You know, we see a lot of Danny absolutely wrecking the Joker but what if he didn't? What if what happened with Freakshow still lingers? What if Danny post adoption is absolutely terrified of this clown and Joker seeing that this boy has a worse reaction to him compared to most people and eats it up?
I wanna see a Joker who makes it his life mission to traumatize the newest Wayne. A batfam who's terrified the Clown Prince of Crime will hurt yet another family member. A Danny who sees Joker and instantly thinks of what might happen if he loses control again. Of who he might hurt this time.
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ask-camychameleon · 25 days
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Camy? caaamyyyyy? Where are you?
God I understand she's a chameleon but god is she able to sneak good.
Winter:* walks up to Smith and touches his leg, wagging her tail*
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scattered-winter · 8 months
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the edge chronicles really has it all huh. fucked up beasts. sky pirates. gore and violence. the cruel and vicious cycle of nature. librarians who either double as weathermen or knights. a goth librarian who wears a plague doctor mask and worships the devil. giant bear creatures who are Big Friends. a character named bungus. literally who else is doing it like her
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genericpuff · 2 months
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girl math is making $670 for the week and then spending $650 of it on a credit card bill and now you're excited because you made a profit of $20 in your bank account and $650 more of free money
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floof-writes · 2 months
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Brennan I love you but you simply must stop bringing up Neverafter in Junior Year Adventuring Parties. I am trying my best but my best does not include time travel. I only got Dropout in July. Please, I'm begging you
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orionsangel86 · 7 days
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Death - A Winter's Tale
Published as part of the Vertigo: Winter's Edge series in 1999 this short story was written by Neil Gaiman and inked by Jeff Jones. Some Sandman fans may have missed this story as it isn't part of the Sandman comic original run and isn't included in the Sandman boxset like certain other specials are, and yet it may seem very familiar to any fans of the Netflix show...
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lady-murderess · 1 year
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Edge of Winter (2016)
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victoryrifle · 10 months
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BAND OF BROTHERS APPRECIATION WEEK 2023 | Day 1: Scenery
The Bois Jacques | Bastogne & The Breaking Point
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numericturtle · 5 months
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As much as I love winterkov, I'd like to make a pitch to you for a slightly different ship - Winter King and Hunson Abadeer. I know Hunsimon was this archaic ship from the early times and has essentially been put out to pasture. But like, just imagine in TWK's universe where both of marceline's dads are grieving over her and finding solace in each other, them just helping each other through their grief.
Their also both awful people that would definitely enable each other in being terrible awful people in the funnest way. Then add on the fact that Hudson, a demon, would have a naturally super high body temperature, and Winter naturally has a super low body temperature. There's a Lotta fun stuff that could be done with these two, and no one has seen my vision.
For your consideration - Hunsimon anon
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"Though he was now free of the crown's madness, Simon found sadness much harder to escape. It seeped into every pore and weighed on his very soul."
Oh my gosh Anon I can't believe it took me this long to finish this drawing lol. Honestly I'm surprised I've never heard of this ship before, it's soooo juicy with angst! Esp with the introduction of Winter King. So here's my hc:
Hunson misses his daughter terribly, but his aloof nature and intense guilt keeps him from being able to process that sadness.
Winter is inconsolable when he is freed from the crown's madness.
They then begin to play a dangerous game where Hunson sucks away pieces of Winter's soul just to feel something. And Winter is slowly stripped away of his crippling depression, but at the cost of his empathy and kindness. Making him the cold and apathetic person we meet in F&C.
I'm writing a fic.
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