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mydairpercabeth · 3 months
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Thinking about how Hermes intentionally wasted Percy and Annabeths time in the casino hoping to change Lukes’ fate. And how everything Hermes has done since finding out about Lukes future will be in service of delaying/changing his fate. He said Poseidon warned him that no matter how much he tried to help, he would just make things worse. Yet he is still trying to help Luke. Still trying to make things right. But Luke has already chosen his path. Pure Greek tragedy
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heatherfield · 2 months
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Annabel Lee by Edgar Allan Poe
Kissing in the Rain, Episode 4 “Edgar & Annabel” [x]
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A glimpse into my mind right now
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bey-life · 4 months
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frc-ambaradan · 7 months
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"I am Grand Admiral Thrawn. I have been away, but now I have returned. I know some of what has occurred. You will fill in the details of the rest when I come aboard. Rejoice, Captain, for the Empire will rise again."  Bill Slavicsek, A Grand Admiral Returns (1992)
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EMPRESS ELISABETH OF AUSTRIA by Franz Xaver Winterhalter
‘the Empress, as I have often told you before, is a wonder of beauty - tall, beautifully formed, with a profusion of bright brown hair, a low Greek forehead, gentle eyes, very red lips, a sweet smile, a low musical voice, and a manner partly timid, partly gracious.’ John Lothrop Motley, 1864
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tessorange-art · 1 year
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Roadtrip time ✨
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taintedbenevolence · 6 days
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A KNIGHT'S CONSOLATION
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a/n: thinking about argenti's s/o consoling him whenever he wonders if spreading idrila's word is pointless and if his faith goes unheard. pairing: argenti x gender non-specified reader warnings: no particular warnings. maybe a bit of information about the knights of beauty. not proofread. category: comfort/mild angst.
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Argenti was a typically well-mannered man, with looks so stunning one would think he's the very image of beauty. Fitting, for being a Knight of Beauty, I suppose.
Candid, devout, and warm-hearted were words people often described him as. He bore no ill intent, and although a little exaggerated at times when he directed himself, it was clear he only meant well.
After all, what kind of Knight would he be if he didn't spread Idrila's good word?
Alas, not everyone returns the kindness he offers. And a flower, as beautiful as every, withers like any other if not taken care of.
The kind knight is amicable, but not delusional. He knows well that she whom he follows is well most likely dead — not missing.
This objective of the Knights of Beauty to find their vanished Aeon was starting to seem more like wishful thinking than an accomplishable feat.
And when one's testimony of The Beauty is rejected more often than not, it's easy to grow frustrated — so when your lover strolls with you in the garden with mildly furrowed brows, you can tell the lack of appreciation for his beliefs is starting to get to him.
You take his armored hand in yours, guiding him to a section surrounded by flowers and grass, as you both slowly sit down in between nature's glory.
Slowly beginning to pick apart a few flowers and tying them around each other, you speak softly.
"What is it that bothers you?"
A simple question, but it does bring the knight's attention back to you. He musters a smile, a quiet chuckle leaving through his lips that reverberates through his chest as he gazes at you.
"Dearest, and here I believed that this was meant to soothe us?"
His words are teasing, and well — elaborate, as always, yet, you can tell he's attempting to shift the subject just slightly. Subtly.
But you know better than to ignore when Argenti begins to show signs of distress. So you pry further.
"It is — and I know something is occupying your mind."
And as his breath catches, his emerald hues flicking towards the sky briefly before glancing back at you, a wry smile tugs at his lips — you have him.
And well, it can't hurt to tell you, now can it?
"I still haven't found her."
Those're the first words he speaks. He pauses, before continuing, just a hint of melancholy present in his usually warm gaze.
"And not many are willing to spare a glance at her radiance."
A bit of a complex statement at first, but you're able to decipher quickly enough what he means by his words. His Aeon remains unfound, dead, and any attempt to garner faith for The Beauty has by now been almost but completely futile.
You continue making a wreath out of the flowers, as you hum quietly in response. You know spreading The Beauty's word can for him be, whilst certainly a blessing, also a burden.
"Not many are able to withstand her radiance," You reply in turn, beginning to lift your gaze to meet Argenti's eyes.
"The human mind was not made to comprehend the divine," You continue, finishing the wreath of flowers as you sit beside him, hugging your knees.
"It's normal for a mortal to not believe what cannot be seen," You say to him, not minding his silence as he gazes at you with an expression that slowly turns into a half-hearted, amused, but certainly endearing smile.
"That is very consoling, my love, but.." He chuckles, his lips forming a more genuine smile that has a hint of hurt, not intended to be hidden. "It doesn't make it any less exasperating."
And he is right — even if your words provided a soothing message to his heart, his mind yet remains uneasy. You gaze at him, contemplating his words, and you sigh quietly, as your head leans on his right shoulder.
"There are things that'll remain with uncertainty, Argenti," You state, gazing at the setting sun, the sky slowly shifting into a faded dusk. "Faith cannot be demanded of instantly — it must come of the soul."
Your hand finds his, gently squeezing it, and he still feels a miniscule chill sent through his way with an accompanied warmth from the palm of your hand, despite the armor that separates him from your touch.
"Even if you don't live to see her light once more .." you speak, feeling his attentive gaze fixed on you. You pause, trying to find the right words, before you smile faintly, finishing your statement.
"I can say for certain — the Path you treaded will leave Traces, and I'm sure that she will find a way into mankind's hearts as she did once before."
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MOTHER IS MOTHERING AT THE GOLDEN GLOBES
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come-back-serotonin · 2 months
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On my knees
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jerejerejere · 4 days
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I can't do this. I can't with him.
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rocketturtle4 · 9 months
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valencitaflaherty · 4 months
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all of these i'm looking forward to reading, which is exactly why i have trouble picking one to start with. i'll be going in order of most to least votes.
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50kgannamolly · 11 months
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97luvs · 1 year
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this hair is everything to me. he is everything to me.
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2022 was a soil, rot, and fungus kind of reading year for me and I regret nothing
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The Beauty by Aliya Whiteley
A post-apocalyptic novella following a group of isolated men years after a plague killed off all of the women. Its told from the perspective of a young man who's place in the group is to tell stories of what was, and when they stumble upon a secret in the woods, what could be. Its weird, mildly distressing, kinda gross, but super super interesting. Highly recommend.
Paradise Rot by Jenny Hval
Translated from Norwegian by Marjam Idriss, it follows an international student studying in Australia who finds herself in a bizarre living situation with an older woman in a converted space with no internal walls and no privacy. It focuses on sexuality, exploration, and obsession, with some of the most viscerally tactile descriptions I've ever read. It's uncomfortable and frequently gross in that way only female authors can be, but I don't regret reading it.
Eartheater by Dolores Reyes
Translated from Argentinian by Julia Sanches, this book is about a young girl with a compulsion to eat earth which gives her visions of missing people and victims of violent crimes, and how this ostrasices her from her family as a child, and how she chooses to use this ability to help the community when she's older. I found this one a little harder to connect with, translated novels often feel drier and more distant to me because of what's lost from the native language, but reading the authors note really really helped contextualise it and increased my appreciation for what the author was doing so I recommend reading it too.
Follow Me to Ground by Sue Rainsford
It's short, it's weird, it's a five star read, what else can I say. It follows a young healer, living in a small community with her father, as she learns to exist amongst people who are scared of what she is, but need her skills, and how far she'll go to protect that connection when she thinks she's found it. It's full of the healing power of nature, moral ambiguity, ethical greyness and dark themes. I loved it.
What Moves the Dead by T Kingfisher
Possibly my favourite author of the year, This is a retelling of The Fall of the House of Usher by Edgar Allen Poe (which I have not read) and follows main character Alex as they return to the home of their childhood friends after learning one of them is sick and possibly dying. T Kingfisher is an author who's style either works for you or it doesn't, and for me it really really does. The blend of humour, dread, and body horror was a joy and I read it in one sitting with no effort at all. And it's chock full of fungus, which is apparently my jam now.
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