House Manderly, Lord of White Harbor, Warden of the White Knife, Shield of the Faith, Defender of the Dispossessed, Lord Marshal of the Mander, Knight of the Order of the Green Hand.
“A thousand years before the Conquest, a promise was made, and oaths were sworn in the Wolf’s Den before the old gods and the new. When we were sore beset and friendless, hounded from our homes and in peril of our lives, the wolves took us in and nourished us and protected us against our enemies. The city is built upon the land they gave us. In return we swore that we should always be their men. Stark men!”
I extracted the DLC archive just to find this track. So haunting. (the children of atom are super unsettling!! not just a bunch of annoying people with radiation guns like before) Truly loving the atmosphere of Far Harbor so far.
What I love most about Kelly Clarkson is that most artists sing about heartbreak by dragging some generic nameless lover out for the public to eat up but no not Miss Independent no she spilled all the East India Company tea into the Boston Harbor with her hit song Piece by Piece when she cast her shitty ass father into the shadow realm. She is a queen.
Ochs’s clever and cynical commentary on the murder of Kitty Genovese and other cases of social apathy.
Look outside the window, there’s a woman bein’ grabbed! They’ve dragged her to the bushes, and now she’s bein’ stabbed! Maybe we should call the cops and try to stop the pain… But Monopoly is so much fun, I’d hate to throw the game!
Description: When Inquisitor Eirwen Lavellan and Sera gang up on Solas for an impromptu snowball fight, he must find a way to retaliate. Preferably without Sera discovering he enjoys such childish activities.
Solas stumbled. Feet crunching on the cold ground, slightly slipping on the ice, he straightened. Hand brushing across his head. Something wet and cold slithered down the back of his neck. Cold, wet…Snow. Whirling around, his gaze lifted to the two women behind him.
Eirwen Lavellan and Sera stood together, both looking exceedingly innocent.
“Well,” he said, stiffly rubbing the back of his neck. “That was not wholly unexpected.”
He marked a spot
on her open chest.
Where seagulls get
The once open space;
harboring song lyrics and
He marked it with
Traced the shape of
her numb heart.
And told her,
He could hear the ocean weep.
She was unaware
of such phenomenon.
She only wondered
at this strange being.
Stared at the kind inviting
eyes and knowing curious mind.
And find herself to be
in such a journey.
But to her,
It felt like home.
the scars of his
Where blood gushed
out to greet her.
The bruise-purple veins
pulsing life to such a wanderer.
She placed a kiss
to each fingers.
And named each one
like stars above a desert night.
He just gazed and examined her.
How a broken girl
would see things with
such a full heart.
And how he felt,
He was safe.
this awkward girl in his arms
Manchester Orchestra put out a stellar album earlier this year named COPE, showcasing a more aggressive, heavier rock sound on some of the album tracks, like the superb single Top Notch, my favorite of the release. As we also heard subsequently with an acoustic version of Top Notch, MO’s tunes work wonders stripped down and acoustic. Well, all of you who loved the acoustic version, it’s time to celebrate, because Manchester Orchestra has gone ahead and decided to release HOPE, an album filled with re-worked versions of songs off COPE. Along with the announcement, they’ve unleashed this beautiful acoustic version of Girl Harbor. Hope drops November 18, and it’s going to be stunning.
This might seem like a weird question but how would you act or be around a girl you find cute/like?
I would probably laugh a lot and joke around then open my third mouth and sing a song of true outer dimensional terror. A song gifted to me by dead gods from beyond the stars. A song that only the mad can comprehend. A song that harbors omens of the end. The crushing black of the void will spill from the gaping maw I have conjured and all will tremble to behold it. If her mind doesn’t explode and pour from her ears like heavy cream then I’ll probably ask her to a movie or something. Im old fashioned that way.
AN: Hey guys. Sorry it took so long for me to write this third part! I got into a little bit of a slump with this fic, and I just couldn’t get happy with it. Now, though, I’ve actually been writing a lot these last few weeks, and I’m really happy with how things are turning out! So, please have chapter 3 in Role Reversal. I hope you all enjoy, and I hope chapter four doesn’t give me half as much trouble as this one did. XD
Disclaimer: I do not own Carmilla. U by Kotex does.