[Out_of_Crimson:] I was about to ignore this because I don’t have time to deal with someone like you but I ended up answering. If my muse is a whore or not is your opinion. I do have TRILLION of ships I love yes, and I’ll ship them no matter your opinion. Each ship happens in different verses, even if it happens in the same verse I don’t give a fuck about your precious opinion. I believe you might be jealous of my muse’s affairs. Don’t worry TINDER is the solution for you! Just go and try to find some fun. I ship what I want with whom I want! If you’re jealous I don’t fucking care because that’s childish. This is my blog if you’re not pleased with what you see just leave. I don’t care about your presence. But please follow my advice and go to TINDER, your life might change and you’ll find something else to do. I’m here to have fun and love my ships to matter what, no matter if you ship them, or people hate them. I DON’T FUCKING CARE. This is my blog, so just leave and have a nice day?
Ps: Hate doesn’t affect me. I’m just laughing at this. You can even tell me to kill myself I’ll not do it. Life is toooooo precious to be wasted with people like you.
I learned quickly the world throws everything at you. Everything to stop you, to help you, and everything in between. It…. it’s tiresome sometimes to have to get through all that, honestly. So, a few things I’ve learned personally:
Marinette slammed open the classroom door and dramatically pointed at Chloe who was sitting quietly in her seat for once, answering her text messages and catching up on the homework she didn’t do last night. Chloe looked up in disinterest until she realized that it was Marinette issuing her a challenge. Chloe immediatley brushed her books onto Sabrina’s desk and slammed her hand down on the table. “You’re getting your ass kicked today, Dupain-Cheng.”
“Judges!” Marinette called as she dropped her bag off at her desk and went to stand in front of Chloe’s. “Front and center.”
Nino groaned and slumped in his chair. “Uggghhh, I don’t wanna do this. This has been going on for over a month.”
“Say what you want, this is hilarious,” Alya snickered. “Let’s hope it ends today.”
“Keep saying that, and you’ll jinx it,” Adrien warned.
Sabrina laughed when the three of them came over. “Alright, everyone. Rules have not changed. In the event of a tie, we’ll get a neutral party to split the vote. Agreed?”
Nino, Alya, and Adrien each held up a hand and swore. “Agreed.”
“Alright, Marinette,” Sabrina smiled. “You go first.”
Marinette slammed her hand on the table right next to Chloe’s. “Matte red polish. Ladybugs and roses for the nail art. Rhinestones on the accent nail.”
Chloe smirked. “Tri-color glitter-infused gradient with bumblee nail art on the accent nail.”
Accidentally punching your new neighbor
isn’t the best way to introduce yourself.
Fluff. Neighbors AU. 1,633 words.
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You can be
very jumpy sometimes.
during a paintball fight, Eunbi tried to ambush you and ran straight towards
you screaming. In your panic, you threw the paintball gun at her, and she
narrowly avoided a trip to the hospital for a broken nose. It’s safe to say, Eunbi
makes sure to stay a good distance away from you from then on. Actually, all your
friends make sure not to scare you now.
After so many
jump scares, screams, and horror movies later at your friends’ home, you find
yourself bidding them goodbye and walking back to your own apartment. You’re
not sure why you thought it was a good idea to take a stroll back to your place
alone, but after scaring yourself half to death with your own imagination that
warped shadows into dark entities and monstrous creatures, you run the rest of
the way back.
So far, you’ve
made it home safely, thank goodness. Standing in front of your apartment door,
you search through your purse for your keys, furrowing your eyebrows when you
don’t hear the familiar jingle. But suddenly, there’s a small shuffling noise
behind you, and you freeze up. You feel someone creeping up behind you.
Petrified, millions of different scenarios race through your mind, each one
more terrifying than the next. What if it’s a murderer? What if they’re trying
to kidnap you? Oh god, what if it’s that ghost girl from the horror movie? You
frantically try to find your keys now, digging through all your pockets as
feel their hand on your shoulder.
instinct is to scream. Your second is to wildly punch them in the face.
“Fuck! What was that for?!”
That was definitely a real, breathing human being, and not a ghost.
And it’s alright by me if you prefer being quiet
I’m quite content watching the lashes dance above your eyelids
It’s hard to take things in when you’re engulfed in endless noise
I’m overjoyed to see the beauty I was blind to when I still my voice
I was going to do a follower appreciation for 1,337 followers, but then Persona 5 dropped and everyone made a blog and (glances at milestone in the rearview) … So I’m going to call it a 2 years celebration. I made narxkami on April 21 2015, so it’s been just over two years since I started this blog and let me say that it’s been a blast from beginning to right now. Yu has helped me through a lot of things and helped me grow as a person (I hope), but it would never have been possible without all the precious S. Links friends I’ve met along the way. You guys mean more to me than I could ever put into words, so I just want to say thank you. Really. I’m sure I’ll forget some people, but please remember that if I follow you or if we’ve interacted ic or ooc, then you’re part of my wonderful experience here. I can’t express how grateful I am to know you all. Without further ado …
THE OG INVESTIGATION TEAM: You guys defined the main cast in a way that any number of animes and spinoffs could never do. Even if we’re apart or don’t interact any more, I’ll never forget you guys.
RANK 10—YOUR EYES TO SEE THE TRUTH: If you haven’t seen your name yet, brace yourself for exorbitant amounts of praise and sappiness because you guys are the lights of my life—I can’t imagine existing without you.
Do you think Tyrion knows that Aegon isn't who he says/thinks he is
Thanks for the question, Anon.
It’s pretty clear Tyrion thinks things don’t really add up re: Illyrio’s mission:
“Tell me,” Tyrion said as he drank, “why should a magister of Pentos give three figs who wears the crown in Westeros? Where is the gain for you in this venture, my lord?”
The fat man dabbed grease from his lips. “I am an old man, grown weary of this world and its treacheries. Is it so strange that I should wish to do some good before my days are done, to help a sweet young girl regain her birthright?”
Next you will be offering me a suit of magic armor and a palace in Valyria.
“I told you, my little friend, not all that a man does is done for gain. Believe as you wish, but even fat old fools like me have friends, and debts of affection to repay.”
Liar, thought Tyrion. There is something in this venture worth more to you than coin or castles.
And he even specifically wonders what Illyrio is doing with the Golden Company in this venture:
“I admire your powers of persuasion,” Tyrion told Illyrio. “How did you convince the Golden Company to take up the cause of our sweet queen when they have spent so much of their history fighting against the Targaryens?”
That, plus his musings on the Blackfyre line, set up Tyrion to be suspicious of Illyrio’s plots. Having Young Aegon be the son of Rhaegar and Elia doesn’t make any of this come together more sensibly. Why would Illyrio care personally about restoring the last Targaryen crown prince’s son to his birthright? What “debt of affection” could he owe to Young Aegon, or to Rhaegar’s shade? Why would the Golden Company be willing to fight for the would-be Aegon VI, who represents the line which again and again repulsed the Blackfyres from their supposed birthright? There’s something more going on, something even under this disguise, and if Tyrion has not totally puzzled it out, he has plenty of doubts before he even lays eyes on Aegon.
So even after Tyrion wins his wager with Haldon and gets Aegon’s cover story, I don’t think he believes it, certainly not totally. This may be why he taunts Young Aegon about his life seeming to be a perfect fairy tale:
“Aye.” Tyrion moved his elephants. “And when the pisswater prince was safely dead, the eunuch smuggled you across the narrow sea to his fat friend the cheesemonger, who hid you on a poleboat and found an exile lord willing to call himself your father. It does make for a splendid story, and the singers will make much of your escape once you take the Iron Throne[.]”
And why Tyrion makes this rueful comment after their game:
Young Griff jerked to his feet and kicked over the board. Cyvasse pieces flew in all directions, bouncing and rolling across the deck of the Shy Maid. “Pick those up,” the boy commanded.
He may well be a Targaryen after all.
Of course, I think whatever doubts Tyrion harbors about Aegon’s legitimacy, he’ll be sure to repeat them all with confidence when he takes his place as one of Daenerys’ advisers in TWOW. Tyrion wants to get home, for a variety of reasons, and if he doesn’t already know that Team Aegon has landed in Westeros, he can reasonably bet they’re not going to go through pains to get him back and bring him to Aegon’s court. Daenerys is his ticket home (with his head still on his shoulders, at least), and one of his most valuable assets in relation to Daenerys is providing her with information on Young Aegon and his crew. I fully believe Tyrion will confidently assure Daenerys that Aegon is a false pretender, and this information - combined with Daenerys’ own renewed belief in “fire and blood” and the prophetic warnings she’s received about the “mummer’s dragon” - will be all the more fuel to her push west to take the Iron Throne from this boy who would style himself her nephew.