Rise Up, Oh Heart, For There is Another Battle to Win

Anonymous asked: do you think that during the scene where harry and corlath sit at the fountain he was like holy shit holy shit holy shit she's holding my hand holy shit and then later was like sheheldmyhandsheheldmyhandsheHELDmyHAND and one of the riders (probably mathin) was like im gonna tell this story at your wedding

Well, as we all know, the exact order of people who realized that Harry and Corlath were in love* was:

1. The Riders
   
2. The hafor
3. Bystanders at the laprun trials
4. Sungold
5. Corlath, probably immediately after she took his mask at the trials
6. Gonturan
7. The City hafor
8. Random City folk
9. Various Damarian soldiers, including Senay and Terim at different times
10. Luthe/Aerin
11. Jack Dedham
12. Random Outlanders following mad Harry into battle
13. Kentarre and her archers
14. Richard Crewe, probably because Jack tells him
15. Small animals on the side of the path
16. Passing birds
17. Thurra probably????
18. MAUR THE BLACK DRAGON, DEAD THESE MANY CENTURIES
19. PEOPLE IN SUNSHINE, WHO AREN’T EVEN IN THE SAME UNIVERSE
20. Harry

*Narknon is not included because, as it has no bearing on her life besides the improvement of her porridge quality, she maintains catlike, disdainful disinterest

So what I’m saying is: yes, yes he does.  And at their wedding Mathin, in his capacity as Harry’s stand-in entire family, presents her as the Daughter of the Riders and tells the entire assembled city about how it took a fight, a mutiny, a war, a miracle, and a near-death experience for Harry to see what was right in front of her nose, and in the meantime their noble king was blushing like a teenager after so much as touching her hand.

ahead:

Honestly, my goal is to build a life, and career, where I’m not constantly waiting for the weekend. I don’t want to live that way, where I hate five days of the week because I hate my life and job so much, that the only relief I get is Saturday and Sunday. I want to enjoy my life, and not wish it away every week. I want each day to matter to me, in some way, even some small way. I want to like my life, all of it, not just my life on the weekend.

(Source: introspectivepoet, via caniplaywithyourorgans)

Anonymous asked: Yes to your Jake headcanon. 'Big Jake' to me always meant that he was broad shouldered and tall and just solid (which means Tom was probably even taller if he called him midget but that could have also been a big brother teasing thing). No offense to anyone if they want to headcanon Jake as being chubby, but that's not how I interepreted his nickname at all.

I have read some EXCELLENT chubby Jake headcanons and I’m here for it, tbqh, but yeah, IDK I knew a lot of just…really big dudes when I was younger, the gentle giant types who seem kind of bemused by being the size of a fridge.  And Jake always struck me as the type of guy who seems kind of bemused about being so tall.  Also, who else is with me that Tom used to call Jake midget because Jake was shorter than him as a kid and then Tom got infested with a Yeerk and the Yeerk never changed the nickname even though by the end of the war Jake is three inches taller than his big brother.  Obviously in an AU where Everything Is Okay this means that Tom calls Jake midget as like an ongoing family inside joke that makes people very confused because Jake is Tall.

skippercifer:

heedra:

i love shrikes because they’re horrible little carnivores whose feeding habits are grim enough to earn then the nickname ‘butcherbird’ but they look like this

Some handiwork:

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Anonymous asked: "Not fat–he’s an athlete" just an fyi that you can be fat and be an athlete :)

You’re absolutely correct, and that was an error in phrasing on my part.  I have no idea when I wrote that post but I was probably having a pre-MCAT anxiety fit and therefore pretty fuzzy, mentally speaking, because that’s basically been my last month.  My apologies, and thanks for how polite your message is.

ophiliad:

i hope you’re all aware of the 300 recently discovered love letters between two gay british soldiers during ww2 that are going to be possibly adapted into a film.

they’re beautiful and poetic and tragic and heart-wrenching and brave. i highly suggest going and reading the excerpts. 

here’s the one that broke my heart:

“Wouldn’t it be wonderful if all our letters could be published in the future in a more enlightened time. Then all the world could see how in love we are.“

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