returns to corner

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The room was furnished with a thick twelve-hour candle, rings of dark wax marking the hours. We talked through three of the rings, only letting go of each other’s hands to pour wine or get up to visit the privy stool behind the curtain in the corner. Returning from one of these trips, Jamie yawned and stretched.

“It is awfully late,” I said, getting up too. “Maybe we should go to bed.”

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The room was furnished with a thick twelve-hour candle, rings of dark wax marking the hours. We talked through three of the rings, only letting go of each other’s hands to pour wine or get up to visit the privy stool behind the curtain in the corner. Returning from one of these trips, Jamie yawned and stretched.

Outlander

  • Slightest
  • Elizaveta - Trespasser DLC Bard Song
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mercy for the elves
who guard their lives with faith
our hands do weigh them down
but their kind hearts will forgive the weight

Arlathan fell
so deep onto the ocean floor
currents of hate
will so challenge their fate

mercy for the elves
who marched with us through fire
stood with Andraste
as she rose against the empire

can we pay the cost
for the allies we have lost in fear
our hands of pain
will so threaten their name

if we climb through our doubt
we can sympathize
when the slightest unite
then a giant will rise
slightest unite then a giant may rise 

mercy for the elves
who wander through the night
Dalish father roams
will the Dalish son survive the fight?

how can we deny
what their number can supply the realm?
slightest unite then a giant will rise
oh, the slightest unite then a giant will rise

Was feeling a little better today, and since I spent my sick weekend watching Game Grumps’ Undertale run, thought I’d doodle some of my faves.

Seriously, what a cute game! So many lovely characters~ I hope sometime I’ll find the time to play it.

anonymous asked:

i can't relate to falling over because of sickness, but I once fell asleep standing up because I was playing Return to Pooh Corner on my ipod. it was my lullaby as a child, and it still works to this day x3

what is return to pooh corner? i didn’t experience this ? unrelated how do u sue parents

Fic: The Sweetest Sound

A Chris Evans One Shot

Summary: Daddy!Chris has to shave his beard for his next movie role. His daughter reacts to seeing him sans beard for the very first time.

Dedicated to kryka83 for sending in the prompt! Thank you for that. I hope it came out okay. :)

Thank you for reading!

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There were many sounds that held the ability to evoke an indescribable happiness within Chris’s heart. His mother’s melodious voice as she sang his favorite childhood lullaby Return to Pooh Corner. The soft snores of his sleeping dog that stayed tucked close to his side. The crackling of wood burning brightly in the middle of a campsite. And the noisy stillness of life he experienced while being surrounded by nothing but trees.

All of these reverberations calmed him, centered him, zapped him back to a tranquility he desperately tried to hold onto on a rainy day.

But nothing - absolutely nothing - could awaken his soul, could shine a light into the darkest corners of his mind and drown out the brain noise, like the sweet, precious giggles of his two favorite girls in the world; his wife and daughter.

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Black Moon
  • Black Moon
  • Shiozawa Kaneto, Seki Toshihiko
  • Sympathy
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And here’s the translation for the Black Moon track, now if you’ll excuse me… *returns to cry in her corner*
Iason: Floating…
Riki: The beating of a dream…
Iason: A comforting secrecy…
Riki: Without stopping…
Iason: Slowly tying…
Riki: Like a sigh let out…
Iason: Without a word…
Riki: Inside my chest…
Iason: Just calmly…
Riki: A rising feeling…
Iason: I don’t recognize anyone…
Riki: I don’t see anyone…
Iason: Me and…
Riki: Mine.
Iason: You and…
Riki: Yours.
Iason: I want to see a dream…
Riki: Only the two of us…
Iason: The warmth of our intertwined fingers, the sweetness of our lips pressed against each other’s, holding our chests.
Riki: Aaah, common words of love aren’t needed anymore.

i want you with me. i just wish i weren’t here.
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loft hardwood floor boi, open air, trailer // proud of his space.

ashamed, wholly // carpet faulty place // wild worming animal shit ingested. 

return him to functional corner //  chaos boi missing dark brown ale // what a welcome hazy cloud that would be // rastaman, be stronger.  

i want you near // you deserve more than this strange pocket of valley.

crazy ringing in his ears // i gotta get out of here 

xxx SirPup Kingston // 02.21.2017

So about JUNGLE

The masterminds behind all of the shit we’ve seen in the entire series are actually just four losers and a parrot in a shitty apartment. I’ve been laughing for like ten minutes, this is the best. 

Apologies for the lack of content from me recently. I’ve been doing exams. Fortunately, my last exam is just around the corner, giving me time to make my own entry for Tetzoo’s #buildabetterfaketheropod challenge! I drew inspiration from the most cunning, sinister Theropod Dinosaur ever to walk the earth. Hide your chips. Stay clear of the seaside.

Anyway, I’ll be fully operational again in about a week, so I’ll be doing my own work as well as returning to PalaeoVerse’s Art Corner.

roadtripping with luke and it’s his turn to drive, your eyes falling shut almost immediately when you cozy up in the passenger seat, and he puts his music on, quiet enough not to wake you, his voice just above a whisper as he sings along to pass the time, and when you eventually wake you, stretching your arms with a yawn, you look over at him, a lazy smile on your face which he returns, the corners of his mouth turning up and his eyes sparking at you while he continues singing and takes your hand, lacing his fingers with yours, and brings his lips to the back of your hand, planting a lingering kiss there before turning his eyes back to the road, hand still comfortably entwined with yours