She had chosen to wear her vakama, the traditional Veden warrior’s clothing. It was similar to the Alethi takama, but the skirt was pleated instead of straight. She wore a loose matching coat with a tight vest and shirt beneath. The bright clothing featured vibrant blues embroidered over reds with gold woven between, and it had trim on the skirt.
Has anyone drawn Radiant in her vakama yet? Big miss if not (hint hint)
Also I love her so much:
She’d noticed the Alethi doing double takes—both for the variegated colors, and because she wore what was traditionally a man’s outfit. But a warrior was who she was, and Jah Keved was her heritage. She would convey both.
they should sell tumblr blue shirts with nothing on them. the only indication it’s tumblr merch would be on the interior tag. if you recognize the color in public that’s a personal problem
• An Oxford comma walks into a bar, where it spends the evening watching the television, getting drunk, and smoking cigars.
• A dangling participle walks into a bar. Enjoying a cocktail and chatting with the bartender, the evening passes pleasantly.
• A bar was walked into by the passive voice.
• An oxymoron walked into a bar, and the silence was deafening.
• Two quotation marks walk into a “bar.”
• A malapropism walks into a bar, looking for all intensive purposes like a wolf in cheap clothing, muttering epitaphs and casting dispersions on his magnificent other, who takes him for granite.
• Hyperbole totally rips into this insane bar and absolutely destroys everything.
• A question mark walks into a bar?
• A non sequitur walks into a bar. In a strong wind, even turkeys can fly.
• Papyrus and Comic Sans walk into a bar. The bartender says, "Get out -- we don't serve your type."
• A mixed metaphor walks into a bar, seeing the handwriting on the wall but hoping to nip it in the bud.
• A comma splice walks into a bar, it has a drink and then leaves.
• Three intransitive verbs walk into a bar. They sit. They converse. They depart.
• A synonym strolls into a tavern.
• At the end of the day, a cliché walks into a bar -- fresh as a daisy, cute as a button, and sharp as a tack.
• A run-on sentence walks into a bar it starts flirting. With a cute little sentence fragment.
• Falling slowly, softly falling, the chiasmus collapses to the bar floor.
• A figure of speech literally walks into a bar and ends up getting figuratively hammered.
• An allusion walks into a bar, despite the fact that alcohol is its Achilles heel.
• The subjunctive would have walked into a bar, had it only known.
• A misplaced modifier walks into a bar owned by a man with a glass eye named Ralph.
• The past, present, and future walked into a bar. It was tense.
• A dyslexic walks into a bra.
• A verb walks into a bar, sees a beautiful noun, and suggests they conjugate. The noun declines.
• A simile walks into a bar, as parched as a desert.
• A gerund and an infinitive walk into a bar, drinking to forget.
• A hyphenated word and a non-hyphenated word walk into a bar and the bartender nearly chokes on the irony
- Jill Thomas Doyle
The tabby is Lunchie (my cat) the dog is Oswin and the black cat is Countess Rugen. They are both my parents pets. I have somewhere over 2000 pictures of them + other pets my family has had over the years but that's too many to post about and they aren't alive anymore so...
any pets you/your family/etc have counts :3 also show me a photo of your pets if youd like :33 plz i love animals
reblog for more votes so u can see what others think, if u wanna
There are two wolves inside Brandon Sanderson. The first wolf really wants the conflict between humans and singers to he portrayed in a nuanced way that makes singers equally sympathetic as, if not more sympathetic than, the humans. The other wolf wants to write cool scary battle sequences against evil demon crab people. The second wolf often wins, but it’s very clear that the first wolf is there, struggling weakly for dominance
Read as many times as needed
I'm so happy to discover I am not the only one absolutely bonkers over this group.
absolutely love that I have yet to see a single the amazing devil enjoyer who’s normal about that band. collectively fucking feral. we’re like a colony of feral cats yowling at the top of our lungs in the woods at night not a single one of us is sane about it
Monday kicks everyone's ass sometimes.
Here's my giant meringue recipe
Giant Meringues
Ingredients:
4 egg whites
3/4 tsp cream of tartar
1 cup caster sugar
Fillings:
1 tsp filling per cookie (swirled with toothpick)
nutella
salted caramel
chocolate, melted
Jelly / jam / curd
Method:
Beat whites with cream of tartar until stiff
Add sugar while whisking (1Tbs at a time) until well incorporated (30 sec each)
After all sugar added, beat additional time until glossy (up to 7 min)
Scoop appox 3/4 c (rounded ice cream scoop) onto lined trays (5-6 cookies per tray)
Make well for filling in center of cookies, add 1 tsp to each cookie (swirl with toothpick)
Bake at 250 F for 1 hour, turn off oven and leave trays in oven until cool
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