happy birthday to all the tbs in the southern hemisphere!
Special Event: All Horses’ Birthday (Southern Hemisphere only)
My birthday was 2 days ago and I feel… not at all here. Part of me is gone and another part has taken its place. Now I have to get to know this new piece of me..
first day as a second century warlord i have my men tie branches to their horses’ tails to stir up dust and make it look like there’s a lot of us but i forget it just rained so there isn’t any dust and the enemy can clearly see there’s like twenty of us all spread out in a line
second day as a second century warlord i bribe a bunch of kids to start singing a nursery rhyme i carefully crafted to spread misinformation and further my strategic ends but they change the lyrics to be about poop and the enemy isn’t misdirected at all
third day as a second century warlord i lure my enemy into a narrow valley and send a team of archers to shoot them from the high ground but there was a feral hog napping on the trail up to the overlook and they couldn’t decide whether to try and shoot it or just go around and by the time the hog woke up and left on its own the enemy had already passed safely below
fourth day as a second century warlord we attempt to join a battle on the side of the guy we want to ally with but he and the guy he’s fighting have really similar names and it’s finally dusty and i misread the standards and attack the wrong guy. so now we’re stuck with this total loser of a liege lord, because how the fuck do you explain that after a battle?
fifth day as a second century warlord and some sort of wizard wanders into camp, my loser liege lord wants to execute him for being a wizard but i convince him to let the wizard stay, because i want to do more weather-based strategies and i’m pretty sure having a camp wizard can help with that. after the welcome to the team banquet the wizard steals half the treasury and my liege lord’s wife and leaves
sixth day as a second century warlord my loser liege lord sends me to reinforce a city he’s taken, but in the confusion of leaving i forgot to take the token that would have gotten us into the city, so my men have to wait outside the city walls for like eight hours while i ride back to get it
seventh day as a second century warlord and my loser liege lord finally joins me in the city, it turns out he’s actually a pretty cool guy, and he isn’t even that mad at me for letting the wizard steal his wife. i decide to shoot my shot but i’m really nervous and keep on stalling because what if i mess up our relationship and by extension jeopardize the security of my men, and eventually he just says goodnight and goes back to his room, where an assassin is in the process of setting up to kill him
eighth day as a second century warlord and my loser liege lord tells me to fake defect to his rival warlord, the one i originally wanted to ally with, to find out if he was the one who sent the assassin and why. but my whole way over to the rival warlord i’m worried that this has something to do with the wizard thing or how awkward i made it last night
ninth day as a second century warlord i try to tactfully ask my fake liege lord if he sent the assassin to kill my loser liege lord and it turns out the idea of using assassins never occurred to him, but now that i’ve suggested it he’s really into it. in order to save my loser liege lord i volunteer to be the one to kill him
tenth day as a second century warlord on my way back to my loser liege lord’s city i realize i won’t be able to collect my men from my fake liege lord until i bring back my loser liege lord’s head. this would have been a great thing to think of before i got myself in this situation. i go back to my loser liege lord and ask him to rescue my men, and he tells me that if he could sack my fake liege lord’s camp he already would have. that doesn’t change the fact that my men are still trapped. they’re prisoners, even. i go back to my room to sulk
eleventh day as a second century warlord i find a little caged pigeon in the rafters of my loser liege lord’s room and deduce it belonged to the assassin. without asking permission or telling my loser liege lord goodbye i let the pigeon loose and follow it north. don’t ask what i was doing in my loser liege lord’s room. it’s not important
twelfth day as a second century warlord i disguise myself as a wizard and enter the camp of the coalition leader the pigeon led me to. in the middle of my little sleight of hand performance i make eye contact with the coalition leader’s second-in-command. IT’S THE WIZARD THAT STOLE MY LOSER LIEGE LORD’S WIFE. after the banquet i corner the fake wizard and ask him what the fuck is going on and he just says “wouldn’t you like to know” and leaves. i don’t know what to say to that so i just let him go
thirteenth day as a second century warlord i’m honestly so sick of not knowing what’s going on, so i adjust my wizard costume to passably disguise myself as a woman and break into the women’s area of the camp, where sure enough my loser liege lord’s wife is. i ask her what she’s doing here and she tells me the fake wizard overheard her singing a poem she overheard on the street, not knowing it contains the coalition leader’s formation’s weaknesses. the fake wizard kidnapped her and assigned an assassin to kill her husband before they figured out the poem’s significance. she shares the first couplet with me but i’m discovered and thrown out before she can share any more. she doesn’t need to. through a bizarre coincidence of homophones, it’s the poop version of my misinformation nursery rhyme
fourteenth day as a second century warlord i go back to my loser liege lord and tell him everything, urging him to join with my fake liege lord to attack the coalition leader according to the weaknesses in the nursery rhyme. he tells me frankly that he doesn’t trust me anymore. i ask him to execute me if that’s really true, because i can’t bear to live if i can’t protect him and i can’t protect my men. he agrees to attack the coalition leader
fifteenth day as a second century warlord. due to the information in the nursery rhyme, and thanks to my loser liege lord reminding me of the weather conditions multiple times while planning our battle strategy, our alliance carries the day. my loser liege lord gets his wife back. my men tell me that our fake liege lord actually treated them really well and they’d like to stay with him if i don’t mind. i do mind, now that neither the men i love nor the man i love have any use for me, but i don’t tell them that
sixteenth day as a second century warlord i’m preparing to leave to i don’t know where, maybe to try to become a wizard for real, when my loser liege lord stops me and asks me where i’m going. he says he had hoped i would continue to work as his advisor. i was unaware i was his advisor in the first place. i agree, and he tells me he’s truly honored to have me in his service at last. he has known i am a rare and talented man with a strategic intelligence far above his ever since the day he witnessed me tying branches to my horses’ tails in six inches of mud, and could not for the life of him figure out why
Critical background info on our beloved second century warlord
have a good day grls in my phone if not good then bearable if not bearable then surviveable
The Unapologetic Self as the Truest form of Self
THIS IS THE EXACT COMIC I WAS THINKING OF WHEN I MADE THIS BUT I COULDNT FIND IT! BLESS YOU!
Which path should he choose?
The path of the warrior, the path of the scholar, or the path of the artist?
he should wander away and have a picnic while he thinks about what path to choose
Great idea! But where should he have the picnic?
Under the tree, or under the old fort?
By the sea, so he can enjoy the sound of the waves
A lovely choice!
Should he build a sandcastle to pass the time? Or perhaps go fishing?
Perhaps he could collect shells he finds interesting
Sounds fun!
Which shell should he pick up?
This one
That's not a shell, it's a tiny earpiece.
Should he listen to music? Or to the mysterious pre-recorded message?
He should give it back to the crab in the largest shell, they thought they had lost their wave-pod and are grateful he found it!
The crab wants to give a gift in return.
Should he accept the gift of power, or the gift of knowledge?
the gift of friendship :)
Friendship acquired!
Should they celebrate with pizza or ice cream?
The crab friend cannot eat either of those! Let's split a nice seaweed salad instead. :)
So many options!
Should they get tossed salad, wiggly salad, or spiky salad?
Seasar salad
Nothing beats getting it straight from the source
Should they use scissors or claws to cut the seaweed?
What about that sword in the first panel?
The circle is complete.
Through choices, friendship, and salad, he found his way to the path of the warrior. But he won't walk it alone.
Their path is just beginning, but this story is over.
Thank you to everyone who participated!
STOP 👏 MAKING 👏 SHOWS 👏 DARK 👏 FOR 👏 THE 👏 “”””AESTHETIC”””” 👏 I 👏 CAN’T 👏 SEE
Do you ever think about how in his last moments, as he was being unmade, the things that Ronan brought backs from his sleep where not nightmares? Even as he gasped for breath, seating in front of the boy (whose hands were trying to kill him, who he trusted to guide him out of his darkest nightmare, who was his second secret). Even as the demon dragged him into unconsciousness again and again, he fought his way back to the surface. Do you ever think about how this fight did not require claws and beaks? How Ronan, in his attempts to find the light, created in his hands the softest things he could? Maybe he knew that to survive (to last until help could arrive like the oldest trees of the forest) he had to be, not Ronan the fighter, but Ronan the boy. He had to remember the language of his youth, the person he was before the world dug holes in him that he must fill. In his last moments, the boy of fire and steel clutched the bluest flowers there ever were in his hands. And maybe he thought of his home, where his father had dreamt those flowers and knew that they alone were the part of him that was incorruptible.
WELL I DO NOW.
Imagine you're in the middle of the woods with a psycho who won't stop asking you if you'll go to his fourth of july party or if you want to bang your best friend. Worst coming out of the centuries like
When did the gangsey first meet Noah? Was it when gansey first move into Monmouth? Was it at Anglionby? If so how did they 1. Not notice him going to school with them and 2. Wouldn't teachers notice a random student not being at class or is in class but not on the register or even in the school system?
Im sure it was covered in one of the books but I can't remember if it was mentioned when they met Noah.
THE RAVEN BOYS
All my big arts for my university project together!!
keep seeing Temu ads on here so just to share cause idk if people are widely aware
EDIT TO ADD: here’s a snopes article some lovely people have been reblogging with. imo it essentially confirms the claims made above but always do your own research and decide for yourself - i’m just a person in the internet. ALSO just to clarify i absolutely do not support or participate in sinophobia - the app could be from the moon for all i care i shared to make people aware of its aggressive data mining (something which apps from all countries can and have been guilty of)
Adventures in babysitting: a saga
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"You can't be a lurker on tumblr." Yes, you absolutely can. I've been quietly reblogging things since 2014 and I haven't interacted with anyone in years.
It’s so… odd when these feelings take over me.. any little thing will make me cry.. I feel so.. discordant.. what will happen if I just disappear? If I take myself away from here.. it would be so insignificant..
imagine this: YEARS in the future gansey finds himself gravitating towards the name noah in an unexplainable way. he sees the name noah written on an underpass wall and can’t help staring at it for so long he’s fixated in place, his mother mentions her friends grandchild noah and he can’t figure out why he can’t get it out of his mind. he reads the name noah in a book and can’t seem to turn the page. and he never figures it out. he never figures out WHO noah is, but he names his child noah anyway.
sorry
I always forget these three peak Gansey moments are within three pages of one another:
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Oh, Stiefvater. 😌
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