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I recently finished reading Beneath the Citadel by Destiny Soria and let me tell you it was a ride
Spoilers and thoughts under the cut. My thoughts are very scattered and I apologize
For one my favorite character didn't die which is weird. Kudos to you, Newt. You made it. RIP to Cassa tho. It was hard being sad over her death because I was too in shock that it wasn't Newt
For context my favorite character always dies. Always. If anyone dies its gonna be my favorite one. This is probably the first time that rule was broken, ever. I have a post on my main blog talking about this for a show I watched recently.
Anyway so this book's concept of prophecies running your life is very good. I don't know why I referred to it as a concept. It's already a thing on real life. Just consider christianity and the contents of the book of revelation. They have cryptic stuff talking about a 7 headed dragon and the antichrist which have been used to jump to horrible conclusions. The concept of people in power hoarding those who have the capability to divine such futures is a fantastic display of the lengths that corrupt people will go to in order to remain in power.
I also kind of love that the heroes didn't get their full victory in the end. Sure, they managed to get rid of the council, but it wasn't in the badass rebellion way they were trying for. Instead they killed the last seer and got the council abolished in a legal way. Ansel Dane killed it with his little coup. They definitely completed their goal, but it wasn't in a way that I expected, and I really appreciate the deviation from the norm there.
I really enjoyed the characters. I've already said that my favorite is Newt, but I haven't talked about the rest of them. Usually when I like characters I can't really voice into words why I like them, but I'll try my best here.
First we have Evander. He's simultaneously confident and cautious. He's the most likely to follow Cassa's leadership, but he's not reckless with it. He follows because he believes in what they're doing. I truly believe if he didn't that he wouldn't be with them, even though people he cares about are doing the stupid things. I relate to his independence and his desire to help his friends and city.
Next we have Alys. She's clever and level headed even though she doesn't have a lot of faith in her abilities. She believes in her cause because, like her brother, she's seen first hand what the council will do to quell any and all rebellion. Every group needs the brains and she fills that role beautifully. I envy her wits. Additionally she's the ace representation that was the reason I initially considered reading this book, and she was so well written.
Third, we have Vesper. I love that she's not afraid to do what she thinks is right, even if it might hurt the people she loves the most. She cares so much that she is willing to walk alone to help her friends and the city she's called home since she was a child. Vesper wasn't portrayed as the smart person in the group but she's so incredibly intelligent. She managed to keep her powers secret while working for the council for fucks sake. If you don't think she's smart and unbelievably cool then you're wrong. I'm sorry, I don't make the rules. (Also she gave me vibes that she should have gotten with/had a past with Cassa, and I'm sad it didn't happen). Vesper is probably my second favorite from this story
Fourth is Chancellor Ansel Dane. His tragic backstory is part of what made me like him so much. He comes off as curt and uncaring, but then you get to see what his past looks like and you understand that he's putting on a front of sorts with the council. That he took his own bad experiences and let them open his eyes to problems around him. I genuinely believe he's a very caring person, who was hindered by the council. If he didn't have them (like what he set up at the end) then I believe he wouldn't have ordered the massacre of the rebellion and that he would've put a stop to Solan Tavish much sooner.
Fifth is Solan Tavish. He's an excellent example of what happens when you have someone with power with no one to answer to. Luckily for the characters he never got to unleash his power, but they knew what he would do if that happened.
Coming in sixth we have Newt. He's sweet, clever, and he has a desire to help the people of his city and free them from the council, even if it means going against his own father. He gave me blorbo vibes from the second he was introduced and his desire to be better for the rebellion and Eldra than his father was resonated with me. I also find his flexibility and ability to pop his joints out to be pretty cool.
Last but not least comes Cassa. Full disclosure here, I found her annoying in the beginning. I found her cockiness and 'im the leader' mindset kind of annoying at the beginning of the book. As the story progressed, she began to think a little more for herself rather than following her parents' ideals blindly. She began to actually believe in the prophecies and the power of those with the blood of the Slain God, even though she still didn't believe in the deity. By the end of the book Cassa became a character that I grew to like.
I really enjoyed the world building that went into the religion of Eldra and the background on why certain people had abilities. I loved the skepticism from some people on whether or not the Slain God was ever real. However, I wish that we got to know more about the world that Eldra was a part of. It was mentioned briefly a few times when we were told that Eldra was isolated from them, but I wish we knew some stuff about it. Where has the best drinks? What's the weather like everywhere else? What are the people like? Do they have their own religion now that they've turned their back on the religion of the Slain God? I have so many curiosities about the people out there.
If Destiny Soria ever wrote a sequel to the book, or even another book that takes place in the same world, I'd love to read it. Especially if it features the world outside of Eldra.
I'm rating this book 8/10. The world building and the characters were fantastic (I especially enjoyed the queer characters and the poc representation), but it wasn't as action packed in the climax as it could have been. Overall this was a fantastic book, and I'm adding Destiny Soria's other book, Iron Cast, to my reading list.
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dcrkcrwns · 6 months
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i’m a ship whore.  but it’s definitely easier if our writing chemistry and the character’s chemistry is there.  but yea, here for all the ships.
SMUT & NSFW
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underage fc’s
deceased fc’s
most influencers
most kpop singers and singers in general ( unless plotted )
cast of shameless ( except jeremy allen white or steve howey )
stranger things cast
individual actors tho are here:
ansel elgort
austin abrams
avan jogia
blake jenner
bill skarsgard
benedict cumberbatch
cillian murphy
chris pratt
colton haynes
dane dehaan
darren criss
dylan sprayberry
elliot page
ezra miller
johnny depp
misha collins
richard harmon
robert sheehan
robert downey jr
timothy olyphant
i will add more as my memory picks up.
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jaryd1205 · 1 year
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The Most Successful Photographers: Unlocking The Secrets Of The Best Photographers
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Photography's power is to capture moments and preserve their splendor. An image that is well recorded can tell a narrative, show emotions, and even bridge the gap between the different cultures. Images can have a value of more than a thousand words, it is said. But, capturing the essence of the art of photography is no child's play. To be able to capture the essence of photography, a photographer must have talent, creativity and extraordinary skills. In this blog post we'll explore some of the top photographers around the world, discuss their projects and learn what sets them apart.
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The Most Beautiful Landscape Photographers:
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Photographers that are among the top wildlife photographers:
Photography of wildlife is amazing however, it demands patience and ability. Identify your subject and study its behavior. Prepare yourself to capture the exciting moments. The legendary wildlife photographer Art Wolfe, has traveled around the world in over 100 nations, taking pictures of everything from the rarest species to marine life. Art Wolfe is an expert writer and his photos have a timeless quality. Frans Lanting is yet another photographer with a specialization in wildlife photography. Frans Lanting photographs in some of the planet's wildest and diverse ecosystems capturing decisive moments of interactions between animals and their physical behavior.
Summary
The most talented photographers have taught us to look at the world in a fresh light. They've captured and preserved the most important moments of the world's best wonders, from landscapes to wildlife to portraits. They are more than being able to press an image; they possess empathy, imagination and an artistic soul. Let's celebrate the photographers who dedicated their entire lives to taking photos.
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bronymeetuphusum · 1 year
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Unlocking The Secrets Of The Best Photographer: An Adventure Through The Lens
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Photography is able to record moments, preserve the moment in time and preserve them for eternity. The best images are capable of telling a full narrative, conveying emotions as well as bridging the gap between cultures and peoples. According to the popular saying, the image can be worth 1000 words. The ability to capture the essence of photography however, isn't an easy task for children. One needs a skilled photographer with talent, creativity, and exceptional abilities to convey the essence of their subject. In this post, we will explore some of the top photographers around the world, discuss their work and discover why they stand out.
The Best Portrait Photographers:
Great portraits hotel photographer, on the other hand they are distinguished by their ability to capture the subject's essence, and to connect them within a single frame. Portraits need to convey the stories and feelings of the person being photographed. Dane Sanders is a California-based photographer who has won numerous prizes. Dane Sanders is able to not just capture the personalities of his subjects but also the personality and aura. His photographs are varied, timeless, and always powerful. Yousuf Karsh, a master photographer of portraits, earned immense popularity for his iconic portraits of notable figures like Winston Churchill, Albert Einstein, and Ernest Hemingway. Karsh excelled at posing his subjects, to capture the essence of their personality and establishing a mood that resonated with the audience.
Photographers with the highest quality landscape photographers:
Landscape photography can be a difficult art to master because photographers have to work with every element in the picture. The capabilities of a properly-equipped photographer of the landscape include determining the right composition, perfect lighting and the perfect moment during the daylight. Ansel Adams is the master and undisputed leader in landscape photography. His iconic images in black and white of the Yosemite National Park and Grand Tetons remain stunning even to this day. Another well-known photograph of the landscape is Galen Rowell, a mountaineer and photographer who is famous for his photographs that capture landscapes of Sierra Nevada and Alaska Range landscapes. In case where you desire additional hints about photographer, navigate to this website.
The Most Beautiful Wildlife Photographers:
Photography of wildlife is amazing however, it demands patience as well as expertise. It is essential to recognize their subjects, learn about their behavior and prepare to record the exciting moments. Art Wolfe is a legendary photographer of wildlife who has traveled around the globe to document anything from rare species to marine life. He's a great of storytelling and his photographs have a the timeless look. Another photographer who is a wildlife photographer is Frans Lanting who specializes in photography of wildlife. Frans Lanting captures crucial moments in animal behavior and interaction, while documenting the largest and most varied habitats.
Bottom Line
The best photographers taught us how to view the world through a different way. They've captured and preserved the most important moments of the world's greatest marvels, from landscapes nature to portraits. They have more than just being able to press the button. They also have a sense of empathy, imagining and an artistic spirit. We should celebrate photographers who have spent their entire lives devoted to the art of making pictures.
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444names · 1 year
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fineopen44 · 2 years
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Motywy Literackie W "Panu Tadeuszu" - Fakty W INTERIA.PL
Bo wydawało mi się, iż będzie w ilość praktyczny i bliski. Tylko gdy zorientowałam się, że nie mam żadnych pomocy naukowych, to zaraz było trochę za późno. Tak się stało, iż w prywatnej bibliografii nie jestem żadnych pozycji słowników, opracowań.. Do Kaczmara nie posiada żadnych opracowań tekstów, nie stanowi o nim pozycji w bibliotekach (nawet akademickich!). Pastor nie posiada żadnej władzy duchownej, ani żadnych Sakramentów nie sprawuje, boć człowiek według wierzeń protestanckich żadnego pośrednika między sobą i Bogiem nie potrzebuje; przeciwnie, wszystko sam ze własnym Bogiem odrabia. Ale jako racjonalnie myslacy człowiek stwierdzam, że jesteś rację. wypracowanie do przodu, ponieważ własność wszechświata zwana „entropią”, w przybliżeniu definiowana jako poziom chaosu, wciąż rośnie, oraz nie jest porządku na odwrócenie wzrostu entropii po jej powstaniu. Jeżeli była opisać po kolei jak wskazywał tenże chwila to działania może by mi nie starczyło. W Internecie można znaleźć strony zarówno z darmową, jak i płatną muzyką. Nawet kiedy w bieżącym roku Ciż nie wyjedzie ta chemia, to przynamniej bedziesz miała czesć materiału przerobioną.
3 dni przewiduje zakończenie powtórki całego materiału. Nie obchodzi mi się pisać co tydzień powtórkowych sprawdzianów. Jestem również tydzień na decyzję. Nie umiem czy gdzieś jeszcze. Oraz nie ma sie co stresować, jeszcze duuużo czasu. No ale nic, na stome będę jeszcze raz próbować. Aby nastawień do matury z pewnością siebie oraz bez nadmiernego stresu, warto przystąpić do niej zrobienia jak najwcześniej. No tak. Moje zbudowania są na razie takie, iż na farmacji na zadaniach i miejscach sporo mamy zagadnień porozszerzanych, tylko od dziś siadam i pytam zadania i arkusze. Jasnowata Ty chcesz zmierzać do Lublina tak? Jasnowata stanowię więc samo. Jasnowata no ja się akurat wybieram do Poznania przecież będę wszędzie składać papiery. Matura pierwsza z angielskiego CKE grudzień 2014 - poziom rozszerzony. Mary gave me a black look when I entered the office. I had to take phone calls in between, send faxes, or listen to Carol’s patient questions, plus I had to read the correspondences which flowed in from all over the world.
Ewolucja z języka średnio-wysoko-niemieckiego do języka wczesno-nowo-wysoko-niemieckiego stanęła w późnym Średniowieczu około 1350 roku. Bazuje na autorskim programie do stylu angielskiego. Oszałamiająca jest sytuację takich zdjęć, ale pomimo że odpowiednim sprzętem fotografowali Julia Margaret Cameron, Nadar, Edward Weston, Ansel Adams, Andreas Feininger, ja obowiązywał w zbyt dużym pośpiechu, by się przy nim zakończyć nawet na pół dnia. Walczysz by nie zakryć tych dokładnie wykonanych cienkich linii preshadingu. Poznaj sprawdzone sposoby na wojnę ze znajomymi językowymi słabościami. Bądź sposoby radzenia sobie ze stresem. Ach, bo pani mię ciągle nie doceniała, a ja jednocześnie jestem sobie znacznie więcej wart, niżby na oko sądzić można. Zmieniac chyba ważna. Na pewno angielski (rozsz, czy teza) i problem prezentacji. Jestem problem prezentacji na polski, idealny. Jasnowata, a który dysponujesz temat? Zapisać problem w zeszycie: W muzealnej sali ilościom miejsce dali. To dlaczego taki problem? Dziś już znam, iż mam poważny temat. https://konkretneodpowiedzi.pl/artykul/1489/bohaterowie-gowni-kajko-i-kokosz chyba temat prezentacji, chociaż ciągle się waham - "Omów motyw czterech pór roku w literaturze, muzyce i malarstwie, analizując wybrane dzieła". Jednak może cośtam uda mi się wyćwiczyć, bo co tydzień/dwa piszemy po lekcjach próbne matury. Dlaczego liczycie tak niewiele czasu na decyzje? Ale chyba do lutego można zmieniać. Tutaj również dane istnieje najpopularniejsze centrum w Polsce, czyli oczywiście Warszawa.
Miasto jest idealny plan filmowy, na którym realizowane były przygody z serii filmów o HP. 3. jeżeli godziny zajęć kryją się z działaniami na wydziale student może zapewnić terminy które mu gwarantują, po ukończeniu zapisów plan zostanie dobrany do czasów odpowiadających większości studentów z oznaczonego okresu. Najczęściej wykonywanym brakiem jest liposukcja brzucha, jednak coraz częściej pacjenci czerpią z odsysania tłuszczu jeszcze w przyszłych obszarach ciała, takich jak uda, plecy, ramiona, talia, a nawet kolana czy podbródek. Stanowi on rzadko rozumiany jako Xu Shengguang. Jako osoba marząca od lat o weterynarii nie mogę się przychylić do Twojej uwadze. Dawniej bycie nauczycielem wtedy istniałoby "coś", taka osoba posiadała zupełnie nowy status społeczny, często i tytuł. Niestety, wcześniej całe bycie coś nas ograniczało: małe bycie, pieniądze, no i już za późno, szkoda. Najlepszym wariantem, jak dla mnie, jest Polska. Złości mnie, kiedy ktoś… Księży, zaś drapieżnicy kościelni w rzymskich koloratkach molestują ministrantów albo głoszą herezję, a ich biskupi czekają ich z stanowiska na terytorium, albo ukrywają ich działalność i ochraniają ich przed karą; a Kongregacja nie robi nic. Na podjęcie w ciele znajomych z jednego dziecka dwa dania być można, a jeśli rodzina jedna do stołu zasiada, zadnia i doskonała stronę na grzeczny wystarczy posiłek, zaś przyprawione szczyptą soli i pieprzu na czwarty dzień, osobliwie zimą, najprzydatniejsze będą, gdy je ugotować” 2 .
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W 1948 roku Jerozolima została podzielona na dolę żydowską i arabską. Jego muzyka szybko zainspirowana została przez deep funk oraz europejski jazz przy założonym eksperymentowaniu z brzmieniami klubowymi. Przedmiot przygotowuje uczniów teoretycznie i łatwo do prawidłowego zachowania i odpowiednich reakcji w pozycjach ciężkich i ciężkich, stwarzających zagrożenie dla zdrowia a życia. Ramires, Olsztyn, Wrocław, Warszawa? Warszawa : Wolters Kluwer Polska, 2007, s. Gdy zastosujemy chemię basenową, trzeba odczekać około kwadrans, by bakterie zostały zabite, wtedy można oczywiście opłukać powierzchnię basenową gorącą wodą. 14) Gdyż tak mówi Pan Wszechmocny: Jak postanowiłem wyrządzać wam zło, gdy wasi ojcowie pobudzali mnie do gniewu - mówi Pan Wszechmocny - natomiast nie żałowałem tego, (15) Tak znowu postanowiłem w tychże dniach czynić dobrze Jeruzalemowi i właśni Judy. Dzięki za pomoc! Werter nie do celu pasuje do mojej wizji, ale "Ćwiczenia z utraty" są jak znalazł! Powyżej 80% to powiedzą osoby, które są z matmy dobre, zaś nie przeciętne - jak ja. Obecnie ma niemal 80% udziałów w sektora smartfonów. Powyżej zaprezentowane, nowe rozwiązania dotyczące udostępniania tematów nie wyczerpują możliwych form, jednakże płyną ze środki kształcenia akademickiego. Arystokracja sprawowała władzę polityczną i według ówczesnych przekonań zdana była z mężów na tyle zaawanso­wanych w ciągu moralnym, że potrafiła się kierować skomplikowanym kodeksem zasad działania przewidującym, jak należy wstrzymać się w określonej sytuacji.
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The Goldfinch (2019) | Kill your darlings (2013)
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the same energy
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Mia Wasikowska, Ansel Elgort, Mia Goth and Dane Dehaan.
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boysnmotion · 6 years
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a blog for the people
Tell me who you would like to see more posts of!
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how i pictured the characters in The Secret History:
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Aaron Taylor Johnson as Ricard Papen
Ansel Elgort as Bunny Corcoran
Ben Barnes as Henry Winter
One of the Phelps twins as Francis Abernathy
Imogen Poots as Camilla Macaulay
Dane DeHaan as Charles Macaulay
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now I know, a lot of people think of DeHaan as Bunny, but this is just how he popped into my head as Charles. And Imogen as Camilla, because of her piercing eyes and well the rest I know is similar to the marauders fancast. (I thought a little also as a possibility Logan Lerman as Richard at one point)
Tell me who you guys imagened them as!
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Cade  Caden Cain  Cairo Caius Calder  Caleb Callum Calvin Cam  Cameron Camillo Campbell Carl  Carlisle Carlito Carlo Carlos Carlton  Carmine Carson Carter Casper Caspian Cassian  Cassias Cato Cecil Cedar Cedric Cesar Chad Chadwick  Chance Charles Charlton Chase Chauncey Chester Chidi Chip  Christoff Christoph Christopher Christian Chuck Cian Cillian  Clarence Clark Claud Clay Clayton Cliff Clifford Clint Clinton  Clyde Coby Cody Colby Cole Collin Colt Colton Conan Connor Conrad  Constantine Cooper Copper Corbin Cornelius Cory Cosmo Cosmos Costas Craig Crispin Cruz Curt Curtis Cyrus
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Earl  Easton  Edgar Edmund  Eduardo Edward Edwin  Egon Eli Elijah Elias  Elliott Ellis Elroy Elton  Emanuel Emeric Emerson Emery  Emil Emiliano Emmett Emrys Enrique  Enzo Eric Ernest Ernesto Ernie Esteban  Ethan Eugene Eustace Euvan Evan Evander Everett  Ezekiel Ezra 
Fabian  Fabio Falcon  Faustus Felix Ferdinand  Fergus Ferguson Fernando Fidel  Fido Finbar Findlay Finn Finnley  Fionn Fisher Fitz Fletcher Flint Florence  Florian Ford Forrest Fort Foster Fowler Fox  Francesco Francis Francisco Franco Frank Frankie  Franklin Fred Freddy Fredrick Frederico
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Hades  Hal Hamilton  Hank Hans Harley Harrison  Harry Hawk Hayden Hayes Heath Hector  Henrik Hendrix Henry Herb Herbert Herbie  Hercules Hermes Hershel Hiram Holden Howard  Howie Hudson Hugo Humphrey Hunter Hux Huxley 
Ian Igor Iker Irvin Isaac Isaiah Ivan 
Jace  Jack Jackson  Jacob Jaques Jaden  Jake Jalen Jamal James  Jameson Jared Jason Jax  Jay Jed Jedidiah Jefferson  Jeffrey Jeremiah Jeremy Jerome  Jerry Jesus Jethro Jett Jim Jimmy  Joe Joel Johan Johannes John Johnny Jonah  Jonas Jonathan Jones Jordan Jose Joseph Joshua  Josiah Juan Juanito Judah Judas Judd Jude Jules Julian  Julien Julio Julius Junior Jupiter Jurgen Justice Justin Justus 
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Obadiah  Octavio Octavius  Odin Olaf Oleg Oliver  Olivier Omar Orion Orlando  Orville Osborn Oscar Oso Osvaldo  Oswald Ottis Otto Owen Oz Ozzy
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Qadir  Quincy Quinn  Quinton 
Raiden  Ralph Ramone  Ramses Randall Randolph  Randy Raphael Ravi Ray Raymond Red  Reece Reggie Reginald Regis Reid Remington  Reuben Rex Reynald Reynaldo Reynard Rhett Rhys  Ricardo Richard Richie Richmond Rick Ricky Rico Ridge  Riley Rio Riordan River Robert Roberto Robbie Rocco Rocky  Rodney Rodrigo Roger Ricky Riley Rod Rodrick Roger Roland  Roman Romeo Ross Rowan Rudy Rufus Russell Ryder Ryker Rylan Ryland 
Salem  Salvador  Salvator Sam  Samir Sampson Samson  Samuel Sander Sandford Sanjay  Santiago Saul Sawyer Scott Sean Sebastian  Septimus Serge Sergio Seth Seus Seymour Shane  Shawn Shayne Sheldon Shepherd Sherlock Sherman Shin Sidney  Sigmund Silas Silver Silvester Simon Sinclair Sinjin Sirius  Slade Slate Sol Solomon Sonny Sparrow Spartacus Spencer Spike  Soren Stan Stanford Stanley Steele Stephen Steven Stevie Stone Sven Summit  Sullivan Sully Sylvester
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Uberto  Ulric Ulrich  Ulysses Uriah Urban Urijah  Uriel
Van  Vance  Vaugn Victor  Vince Vincenco Vincent  Vinny Virgil Vlad Vladimir 
Wade  Walden  Waldo Walker  Wallace Wally Walt  Walter Warner Warren  Watson Waylon Wayne Wendall  Wesley Westley Weston Wilbert  Wilbur Wilder Wiley Wilfred Will William  Winston Wolf Wolfe Wolfgang Woodrow Wyatt 
Xander  Xavier Xavion  Xenon
Yael  Yahir York Yosef  Yousef Yusef
Zac  Zach Zachariah  Zacharias Zachary Zack  Zander Zane Zayden Zeke  Zeus Ziggy Zion Zoltan
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Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door Part 1
TW: Death, Unreality, Swearing, Main Character Death, Angst?
Masterpost, Next
Tell me if I have missed a trigger warning, ask if you would like me to tag this with anything, and I hope you enjoy.
If you don't like any of the triggers above, this is sort of a prequel so you can skip to Part 2, unless you don't like angst, then it is even worse.(Edit:Looking at part 2 its worse, and you don't lose many of the above so just dont read it I guess.)
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FOR EDWARD it was a normal day. Well as normal and as close to a day as you could get in heaven. Everything merged into one- nobody knew how long they had been there, and nobody could know unless they saw the passing of the days in the simulation they called "Earth". There were few who remembered, and even less you could approach or talk to without putting yourself in danger. Edward was not one of these. They were unable to see Earth- or even anything other than the blank canvas created for the angels to roam, a few small civilisations created by the guardians for those who were more homesick the only solid thing on the landscape. Nobody knew why it was that way. Nobody dared ask. Everyone ignored it, hoping that it would not hurt them. It didn't for the most part. But then you could say the same about the Guardian Angels.
Cruel and soulless were the most common words used to describe the Guardians, and they were right on one count- they had no soul. Most people didn't remember the personalities of the people before due to most of the Guardians being the originals. The few that weren't were the first few to arrive from the simulation, to what they deemed to be "heaven". And so, the simulation continued. Even after death. The few that did remember the Guardian's original selves were so withdrawn you could not find them if you tried. They were the only ones that knew what happened to turn all of the people like that. But they refused to answer, they knew something that was so dangerous, if they told someone they would die. So, they didn't. Everyone wondered. Nobody realised that they would find out. Nobody could have predicted it.
It was the 4th of May. For once Edward knew that. But then, every now and then they paid a visit to one of the old ones. Just to visit, check in on them. Most knew one or two and how to find them. Some became friends. Some of those searching disappeared. It was the way it was. No, the day was definitely the 4th. He remembered that vividly - who could forget with what happened that day. It started as per usual- with Ansel being an idiot as usual. After being abruptly woken up, they managed to shout a few swearwords to get him out of their room, and laid back down. Well, as well as you can when you and your bed is soaked. “Again?” they thought clambering out of bed and heading into the bathroom. “I guess it’s one of the downsides of siblings.” For Ansel was his younger brother- not by much mind you, but he still enjoyed pranking and annoying his sibling at any chance he got. Edward didn’t really mind. Not that much. Sure, he was a pain, but they loved him more than they would admit. Once they managed to dry themself off (for the third time that week) they got dressed, and ready. One of the downsides of heaven is every surface is blank and almost certainly not reflective- nobody knew what they looked like except from other’s perspectives or how they remember what they looked like on Earth. Edward died long enough ago they forgot what they looked like. They didn’t mind though. It doesn’t really matter when you’re trapped in a void.
“Idiot,” Edward reprimanded jokingly, ruffling Ansel’s short wavy hair.” If you weren’t my brother you would be dead by now.”
“Is that a threat?”
“So what if it is?”
"You know you won't win Mx Long Neck. "
"Don't be so sure Mr Witch Hazel. "
"Now you have done it!" Ansel smirked, running head first into Edward, knocking him to the ground with his force. Within minutes they were both laid on the floor in a pile on top of each other, exhausted and looking rather dishevelled - no serious wounds beyond some of Edward's pride (as predicted, he lost). It would heal pretty quickly. It always did. Well, usually.
"You win this time, but I will win eventually. That is a warning." Edward threatened, smiling.
"Maybe, but not any time soon."
"Don't be so sure." Edward replied." You ready to go? "
"Yeah, just need to put the gifts in the basket."
"OK, I'll help. "
They stood up, Ansel springing to his feet, Edward taking more time.
"Hurry up, the quicker we leave the quicker we can see Jojo"
"Excited are we?" Edward teased.
"Of course I am, we only see him once in a while."
"Come on then, we've got a Jojo to meet."
It was an hour later they arrived, gifts and food in tow. It always took too long in Ansel's opinion, but that was the way Joseph liked it- to live on the outskirts of society. His house was out of the way, and cosy looking, almost like a cottage. It was short and thatched - similar looking to a Victorian house but in cottage form. Outside there were plentiful flowers, almost always in bloom. Having no seasons did have its benefits. Gardening was always easy and possible. Plants always looked healthy. Jojo (as his friends called him) took this to his advantage. A quaint little chimney was always spilling out smoke, even when the fire was off. Edward always felt at home and loved the little place. It always reminded them of their childhood home. Joseph himself, was an older man- he had managed to live until his body gave up of old age. It showed on his face- it was slightly more weathered and worn than some of the others and he looked like he had seen a lot. Despite all this, when he entered heaven he was reverted back to closer to how he looked when he was most happy, therefore he had the appearance of a teenager, twinged with some of the feature of an older man. He wore a wide brimmed hat on his mop of dark brown hair, which framed his emerald eyes. Always, he would wear on a short sleeved shirt with long trouser shorts.
Quickly, they walked up to the front door, eager to see one of their few friends- most people couldn't handle their personalities. Knocking, they heard Danny, Jojo's grandfather's childhood best friend and Great Dane begin to bark: clearly he was as excited to see them as they were to see him. Before Joseph could even get to the door, Danny had managed to open the door- one of his many talents- and jumped up at the pair, resting his paws on their shoulders and giving them a thorough 'hello'. "Hello boy," Edward murmured, in the way all people do when talking to animals and children. "I've missed you too.
"Danny! Let our guests come in! I'm sure they don't want to stand in the doorway all day." A familiar voice rang out, Danny instantly obeying, running back inside and sitting by the sofa. "It’s good to see you again, although the gap was a little bit longer than last time. Anyway, come on in, we have a lot of time on our hands, and a lot to catch up on."
"Thank you Joseph, " Edward replied, always polite as possible.
"Thanks Jojo," replied Ansel who was not.
Both entered the house, bringing the gifts and placing them in the hallway, before entering the living room and sitting down. It was how they remembered it. The sofa was opposite a brick looking fireplace and against the wall of the old wooden stairs, which lead to the front door. In front of them was a rug, square and red on the wood floor, with an armchair at each end. To the left was door, leading directly to the dining room, and to the right was a window, with an immediate view of the garden and the void around them. The rest of the house was a mystery to them- they didn't need to go in there so they didn't. Ansel secretly wanted to but he was sensible enough to not try to sneak around and see what Jojo was hiding.
It was a few hours later when he had asked. “What day is it Jojo?” Ansel inquired, “I assume you know.”
“Of course I know,” Jojo replied, unfazed by his straight to the point nature,” but do you want to come and see for yourself this time?”
“Would I!”
“If you wouldn’t mind it Jojo, I think we would both like that,” Edward inputted
“Sure, I don’t mind. Come on let’s go, heel Danny.” Jojo commanded, standing up and heading for the door. Danny sprung up and followed, looking expectantly at the pair of brothers, both of whom were excited, once he had caught up to his master. He knew he wasn’t his original master, but knew he was as close as he would get, and adopted him as his own, obeying every command. Edward and Ansel followed close behind as they set out on their trip. Once they left the house, Jojo warned them not to touch anything over the other side and not to get too close or it would alert the Guardians to their presence. They both agreed not to. Only one would remember. Carrying just a small picnic they set off, covering large amounts of blank flat ground in just a short time- they went through areas they had never seen before, met some people in the other civilisations before finally arriving at the final outpost, an intimidating tower and wall separating heaven, hell and earth. It was one of the only textured buildings in the entire place and was a distinctive shade of mauve that instantly drew the eye. At the front it had a window not dissimilar to that of a drive-through.
“Brought your apprentices this time Joseph?” questioned the guard, an intimidating but polite woman from within the window. Behind her was a smaller person, attempting to hide behind its short bob length hair, wearing clothes most of the angels wouldn’t dare wear (although they are allowed to wear anything, most avoid black and darker colours due to guardians not liking them). It was wearing a black shirt with a lilac ascot and black jeans. Edward hadn’t seen anything like it around the area, and for some unknown to them reason, found that comforting. They ignored that thought.
“Yes, I have,” Jojo replied, turning to Edward and Ansel. “Edward, Ansel, meet Biff and behind her is Isi, the recordkeeper for all of the people who cross the border. Isi, Biff, meet Edward Longneck Smith and Ansel Caitlyn-Rose Smith."
"Pleasure to meet you," Edward stated.
"Hi!" Ansel exclaimed, "You look cool!"
"Thank you," Biff replied, "it's a pleasure to meet you too."
"Hi," Isi timidly replied. "It’s nice to meet you. We don't usually see new faces around here. I have marked you all down, you can go through now if you're ready."
Joseph thanked them, before moving to the door and turning around. "Come on you two."
Edward and Ansel followed quietly.
Across the border was nothing like they were expecting or had ever seen. A spherical plain room, bright white on one side (the side they came through) and black on the other opposite them. In between those two sides, were the realms the demons and angels watched over, one that was instantly recognisable to them as earth, and about 3 visible other realms that none of them could name. Ansel was left speechless by the wonders he saw- a rare occurrence- and both could barely believe what they saw in some of the other realms. But most of all they saw themselves. For the first time in what seemed to them forever, they could see their reflection in the sphere.
Both studied themselves, memorising their appearance, knowing they might not get this chance again. Edward had a medium brown mop of hair, slightly curly and quite long, especially in comparison to Ansel, whose hair was shorter and a light copper brown, though it was still wavy. Both had brown eyes – Edwards a startling bronze-amber colour, Ansel’s a more chocolate brown, but still had an amber undertone that couldn’t be ignored. One thing Edward had remembered is why they got their nickname- Longneck. Both had normal necks, but Edward’s was slightly (honestly, quite a bit) longer, and to them it was noticeable. Ansel’s face was rounded, but Edward noticed theirs was slightly more defined. Looking down, they saw their clothing: white jeans and a grey button up shirt, with a pair of fairly plain dark grey trainers, that looked pretty worn.
At this point, they looked back to where their brother’s reflection was, only to be met by the abyss. “Look Longboi, it’s Ash!” They heard from behind them. “And she’s visiting our graves!”
“Wait, really?” Edward blurted out, shocked that it would show them someone they knew, and that they actually remembered them. Quickly, they turned on their heels and sprinted over to where Ansel was now stood, staring intently through the sphere. “Wow, it really is her.”
“I know, didn’t she hate us at one point?
“Yeah, but once I died I watched her and they appeared to regret what she did.”
“That’s good, she finally understands her actions have consequences, and not everything is about them.”
“Yeah. Shame she didn’t learn it earlier, I wouldn’t have objected to being friends with them, her personality was nice when she wasn’t being an asshole.”
“I noticed that too.”
Down below Ash was crouched down, placing flowers on the two graves next to each other. Their eyes were a similar shade of brown to Ansel, but her hair was a much darker brown and straight, cut at shoulder length except for a centre parted fringe. Black was all they were wearing, I mean it is typical of people to wear black when in mourning or to pay respects, but it was a change – most people hadn’t seen her in anything other than bright colours, and the two had never seen her in anything so not revealing as what they were. Instead of her old show-all-the-skin-possible outfit, she was wearing a dress, still short but more concealing, and it was simpler than the outfits they remembered. “I am sorry. I hurt you, and why? Just because I was jealous. I apologise for all I did to you, and I promise in the two years you have been gone, I have changed.” Ash stated.
“Only two years?!” They exclaimed, surprised at the lack of time they had spent there.
“Yes, only two years.” Jojo answered.
“Wow.” Ansel murmured.
“I forgive you,” Edward stated, towards Ash despite knowing that she wouldn’t hear. They turned around and begun to study the other realms. “Can you tell me a bit more about these realms I haven’t seen Jojo?”
“Of course Edward, which do you want to start with?”
Ansel had zoned out at this point, drawn towards the portal to Earth. “It wouldn’t hurt if I go through it. Just for a second to tell Ash we forgive her, and then come back. They wouldn’t notice, I mean they are distracted.” Ansel thought. He made sure that nobody was watching, before tentatively stepping through the portal. Quickly he said “I forgive you” and left before Ash could notice he was there. When he got back, he saw Ash looking around her, before quickly leaving, spooked by his voice. He saw Edward looking and knew he was in trouble, but not how deep he was from that one small action. I mean, it was harmless, wasn’t it? He re-joined the group and acted as if he had been there the whole time.
When Edward has a chance to confront their brother, it was an hour or two later- Jojo had walked them through everything he knew about the 4 realms, or as much as he was able to in the time they had, and as such left them no time to talk to him. It was on the way home that the had a chance- Jojo led them to a park before heading home to get a picnic for them, as a reward for accompanying him. “Why did you disobey him? He said not to touch anything or go into the other realms.”
“I don’t know why, I just felt drawn to it in a weird way.”
“I believe you, you wouldn’t lie about something like this, but just be glad that nobody else saw, if you were found out, you would be in massive trouble, not just with Jojo, but with the border guards and also possibly the Guardians. Be more careful. I don’t want to lose you.” Edward lectured, but that sort of lecture you know is for your protection- the kind that you know is sensible and are likely to follow.
“I promise now, nothing like this will ever happen again.”
“Thank you.”
The rest of the “day” was pretty peaceful and happy- they ate the picnic, played a bit in the park, and traipsed home, dropping Jojo and Danny at their home, before starting back themselves, taking their time for once. That was one of the good things. And one of the few things Edward would remember. However, to Edward that walk felt like agony. They had a feeling that something very, very bad would happen. The kind that can’t be averted, only postponed.
Once they got home, they could already tell something was wrong- for one, the door to the house was unlocked and open despite being locked when they left. Second the note taped across the entire doorway was kind of a bad omen. Only one group of people communicated that way. If you received one, you were unlikely to return. Ever. Edward signalled for Ansel to stay where he was, before carefully walking towards the house, stopping just about where they could read the note. “Ansel Caitlyn-Rose Smith must come to the Guardian’s temple as soon as possible.” Edward instantly felt fear flood through his body, adrenaline joining it shortly after. “Ansel, they know!”
“Wait, what?!”
“They! Know! Ansel! They have summoned you!”
“No, they can’t. They can’t can they. So that means..?”
“I’m scared that the answer to that is yes.”
“No, I don’t want to. I don’t want to. I can’t. I just can’t. I don’t want to become like them.”
“I don’t want you to become like them. Not now, not ever. But if you don’t go it may be worse for you. You may end up gone with no hope of recovery. It is better you go and face the current consequences than disobey further and get punished worse. I am sorry, there is no way out- they can track you through all of the realms. I can’t promise you you’ll be safe, but I can promise I will find a way to fix this place, and save you, even if it kills me.”
“Alright. It makes sense. I still don’t like it. But it makes sense. Can we spend some time together before I go?”
“Yes, Ansel, want to go inside and watch some TV before you go?”
“Please.”
It was at this point they both trudged indoors, attempting to keep how fearful and emotional they were from each other, because both of them knew that Ansel would be lucky to make it out alive. That was the guardian’s way. Both knew this. The tension was thick enough you could cut it with a knife. If Ansel wasn’t so worried, he probably would have tried. But he didn’t.
“I am going with you,” Edward insisted.
“You sure?” Ansel tentatively asked.
“Nothing could dissuade me.”
“Thank you Longneck.”
“You’re welcome Witch Hazel.”
They set off, through the village. All of the people had seen, all of them knew one or both of them had been summoned. Most looked with pity. Or anger. Or disappointment. Or all of them. Or none of them. But they were all there. Watching as they traipsed into the distance. Wondering if anyone would come back. Wondering if they did come back – would they still be the same people.
It took a long time to reach the Guardian’s court. For the siblings, not long enough. Anything to drag out the experience, the walk up to the place they may not return from. It was a towering Parthenon-style building, built in glowing white and much larger than it needed to be. At the entrance stood 2 statues of what they presumed to be some of the different interpretations from the different realms they ruled of what an “angel” looked like. As they got closer they realised they were not statues as such; they moved and talked as if they were alive. Once they got to the door, they tried to enter the building, but failed. The angels stopped them. Pointing to Ansel, they boomed “Only he may pass.”
“I guess this is where we part.”
“I guess it is.”
“See you on the other side.”
“Yeah, I guess.” Ansel murmured, before crossing the blockade created.
“Ansel, I’ll miss you,” Edward spoke out loud, as they watched him disappear from view.
Normally, Edward would have stopped there and waited, but today they felt braver than usual. Probably because they knew their brother was at risk, but they decided to return the favour of doing something stupid and reckless. Guessing from the way the angels were made, they were unable to move, and so as long as they stayed out of range of them, they could sneak in through the side of the building. Making sure the angels believed they were walking off, back where they came from, they circled around to the side of the building, gaining a view of inside the building. All of the guardians were in a circle around Ansel, who was looking rather like a deer in the headlights. Most of the people Edward didn’t recognise, but one they recognised from visits and checks on the village. The one thing the guardians had in common- their eyes were pure white, no pupil or iris. Apart from that, they were anyone. All different ethnicities, ages and genders. All different. All to be feared. Edward watched on as they all linked hands, creating a barrier around all of them, one that they could see, but not touch or get anywhere close to. Glowing white tendrils surrounded all of them, snaking threateningly inwards- towards Ansel. Eventually they all linked together forming a bubble around him that gradually shrank around him, disappearing from view, before bursting back out again. Only this time, the bubble was filled with a glowing ball of light, that blinded anyone who could see it. It disappeared into the sky, leaving Ansel laying on the floor.
Intimidatingly, a creepy voice boomed “Now you have lost your soul, rise Guardian Ansel and join us.” The body on the floor, snapped open it’s eyes, revealing a lack of pupil and iris, with a chilling look, before calmly standing up and facing the voice, which Edward could not see the face of. Floating, the new Guardian made its way into the crowd, joining it in standing to attention. “Now then, go find more suitable candidates, we need to expand the army if we want to destroy earth and hell. Soon, all of the realms shall be ours, and nobody will be left to fight back.”
“Yes master,” replied all of the Guardians in union, instantly setting off to perform their wishes.
Edward couldn’t look anymore, and they knew if the guardians found them they’d be in trouble, so they turned and left. Alone and hurt. No family left.
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RESERVAS
PB's Reservados: ➤ Alex Pettyfer ➤ Alexander Ludwig ➤ Alexander Skarsgard ➤ Anasophia Robb ➤ Angourie Rice    ➤ Anne Hathaway ➤ Ansel Elgort ➤ Armie Hammer   ➤ Ben Kingsley ➤ Bill Skarsgard ➤ Billie Eilish ➤ Brock O'Hurn ➤ Bruce Willis ➤ Chris Evans ➤ Chris Hemsworth ➤ Dane Deehan ➤ Donald Sutherland ➤ Dylan O'Brien ➤ Emily Rudd ➤ Holland Rodden ➤ Jessie Mei Li ➤ J.K. Simmons ➤ Johnny Depp ➤ Keanu Reeves ➤ KJ Apa ➤ Liam Hemsworth ➤ Lily Collins ➤ Logan Lerman   ➤ Lou Wegner ➤ Luke Bracey ➤ Luke Newberry ➤ Matthew Bell ➤ MattyBraps ➤ Maxence Danet-Fauvel ➤ Naomi Scott ➤ Nat Wolff ➤ Noah Centineo ➤ Penn Badgley ➤ Rebecca Hall ➤ Ross Lynch ➤ Ryan Gosling ➤ Samantha Boscarino ➤ Saoirse Ronan ➤ Todd Haberkorn ➤ Tom Holland ➤ William Moseley Personajes canon reservados: ➤ Eren Jaeger   ➤ Mikasa Ackerman   ➤ Armin Arlet ➤ Jean Kirstein ➤ Sasha Blouse ➤ Krista Lenz ➤ Levi Ackerman ➤ Reiner Braun ➤ Annie Leonhart ➤ Hange Zoe ➤ Erwin Smith ➤ Zeke Jaeger  ➤ Mina Carolina ➤ Bertholdt Hoover  ➤ Connie Springer ➤ Jean Kirstein ➤ Ymir
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thorniest-rose · 4 years
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I replaced Ansel with Tarjei Moe a looooooong time ago. Tarjei + Glasses = Theo Decker🥺
Ohh I just looked him up and he’s a cutie! I can see that. I also think of how Dane DeHaan looked in Kill Your Darlings, with the blonde hair and blue eyes, and think Theo would look like that too. I just know he’d be so pretty!
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