Thinking about Xantine and his bestie Vavisk
who is an EC who looked more like he was descended from Ferrus
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Just a quick statement:
DAMN I FUCKING LOVE TORACHON!
He is so much fun to read. I spamed my Death Guard fan partner with him in action it's not normal 😅
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Y’know it was so kind of Zuko to use firebending to fight Aang instead of BREAKING AANG’S SPINE WITH A SINGLE KICK! Why can Zuko BREAK THROUGH METAL AND SOLID ROCK WITH HIS LEGS ALONE? What HAPPENED to this man that made him start an exercise regime so he could SIMPLY BREAK CHAINS WITH ONE SOLID KICK. Why are his LEGS MADE OF STEEL!?
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all this cosmetic surgery going around is going to make me look hot by default when my generation's old due to the fact that i'll be one of the few women actually looking my age lmao
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Lord of Excess
I just downloaded it and it starts out so very well! Let's see if we finally got another good piece of Emperor's Children-story! My wounds from Genefather are still fresh - also started out so well but went down so hard. But I want to hope, to dream of an author for my purple guys, who finally can start filling the gaping hole Josh Reynolds' leaving tore into my heart.
First four percent of the book are already very, very good. More St.Martin than Reynolds - but that's not bad! Not bad at all.
So - more reading or continuing to paint my Kakophonii? Decisions, decisions!
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Renegades: Lord of Excess is such a fun read. Absolutely my cup of tea.
My personal highlights include
- An EC Marine distracted by measuring his own bicep
- A guy getting his head backhanded off
- The surprisingly horny interactions between Xantine and his daemon
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An excerpt of Will coming out to Joyce, Season 5 Episode 5 (if I were the Duffer Brothers and wrote script excerpts in an afternoon)
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," Will sobs, falling into his mom's arms. Joyce rocks him gently, stroking his back as he chants into her shirt, "I love him, I love him, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."
"Hey, hey, honey," Joyce cups his face, bringing his face back out. Will doesn't meet her eyes. "What do you have to be sorry for?"
His red eyes flick up to hers. At his incredulous look, Joyce presses on. "You have nothing to be sorry for. No, you are good, Will. You are so good. And all that love you have inside of you? That's what makes you so good. Don't be scared of it, Will."
Will's eyes flit away, and Joyce leans into his space. "Hey. Don't be scared. There's nothing to be scared of. Loving Mike? It will only make you stronger. So don't be scared of it. Don't push it away. Don't push him away."
"But, Mom..." Will protests, faltering. "He's, he's not... like that."
"How do you know? Sweetie." Joyce looks him straight in the eyes. "I can't tell you how that boy feels. I can't tell you what he'll say if you were to let him know that you love him." Will looks away, forlorn. Joyce watches him, then ducks her head, trying to catch his eye. "You know what I can tell you?"
After a moment, Will lifts his head. His eyes widen as he catches the smile playing at the corner of his mom's lips. "What?"
"What I can tell you... is that there is nothing that boy wouldn't do for you. He has searched for you, he has fought for you, and he has believed in you for as long as I've known him. I think he'd follow you into hell if you'd let him."
Will sits with that, thinking. "Probably even if I didn't," he then quips, making Joyce laugh.
"Probably. We're gonna have to keep a lock on him," she teases back, coaxing a laugh out of her son. Once the laughter dies down, though, she continues:
"I can't tell you if Mike knows."
Will's face grows hesitant.
"Knows... about me?"
Joyce shakes her head. "Knows himself."
Will stares at her, hope shining in his eyes. She smiles softly, and cups her son's face again.
"But I can tell you that he loves you so, so much. Even if he hasn't said it, we all can see it. And when that boy finally pulls his head out of the sand, I can't imagine anyone outside of this family who could love you better than him."
Will laughs wetly, then throws himself back into his mom's embrace. She holds him tight, combing her fingers through his hair.
"I love you, sweetie."
Will exhales, then squeezes his mom tighter.
"I love you too, Mom."
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