#page 515

[killcount]

oh right. yeah the kc halloween zines and animations are more than just fun fan art 

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[pesterloglog]

Davebot, Aradia Megido

Page 514-516

DAVEBOT: you just went on another one didnt you

ARADIA: yes

DAVEBOT: who did you meet this time

ARADIA: the necr-

DAVEBOT: no dont tell me its simply too much to bear

ARADIA: are you doing a bit

DAVEBOT: of course im doing a bit

DAVEBOT: do you think im even remotely interested in what kind of twisted maneuvers you are pulling wherever the fuck it is you keep popping off to

DAVEBOT: do i seem like the kind of perfect metallic specimen that would give even a single iota of a shit about what my second favorite maid is doing

DAVEBOT: goes without saying my first favorite maid is alfred from batman

DAVEBOT: the mans a real professional

DAVEBOT: point remains you go on journeys and im ok with it and i am completely stoic and unbothered by this

ARADIA: it seems like you might not be ok with it and maybe you care quite a lot

DAVEBOT: i care so damn much

ARADIA: you can do it too

DAVEBOT: dont your sick butler powers make sure you dont fuck up timelines by tidying them up

DAVEBOT: so you can just pop in and out as you want problem fuckin solved

ARADIA: actually i doomed thousands of timelines

DAVEBOT: thats kind of fucked up

ARADIA: yeah!

ARADIA: to be fair i was doing it on purpose

DAVEBOT: thats even more fucked up

ARADIA: anyway now i simply take decisive action to ensure the timeline im in is stable

ARADIA: besides

ARADIA: it is just called that i am not actually a maid and i do not actually clean anything

DAVEBOT: really whos been keeping this place clean then

ARADIA: i thought it was you

ARADIA: you are always doing your little raps about it

DAVEBOT: what

ARADIA: you know

ARADIA: clean up (clean up)

ARADIA: every body (every where)

#homestuck #homestuck^2 #davebot #aradia medigo #homestuck^2 act 1 #page 514 #page 515 #page 516

[tushanfoxspirit]

He looks so beautiful & peaceful…

[Manhua Spoiler!!]

Also, was this cover page a foreshadowing all along?! The latest chapter in the pages above shows the same building, trees and he is even wearing the same style of clothes!! It can't be a coincidence!!

Cover Chapter 292 (2018) Chapter 515 (2022)

And according to the current chapter this place looks like to be the realm that exist “Outside Of Reincarnation”

Not much information about it for now except that Dongfang Yuechu (or could be his remaining consciousness) is there and he seems to be planting a “Red” rose or plant…in which could be related somehow to Honghong…

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[sairitaikutsu]

me about to write the longest summary of a fic i haven't even started yet-

#this motherfucker is....515 WORDS LONG??? #I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE LIKE 2K AT MOST #this summary can fill a wholeass page istg- #yes this is related to that sr band au i was making #and yes i write summaries first to get a good idea of the final product #good god i haven't been writing in so long thank fuck #salt raiders #salt raiders au

[creativesaturn]

hey!! i absolutely love your writing style, and i have notifications specifically on so i don’t miss when you post :) i had an idea that literally just came to me but i don’t really have any plot to go with it 😭

so basically, any cm character (maybe hotch, emily or spence?) walking in on the reader drawing said character & the reader gets really embarrassed and tries to put it away, but the character actually really likes the drawing and asks to keep it and just something wholesome idk 😭🫶

absolutely don’t feel pressured to write this, just had an idea and thought i’d share <3

Summary: Hotch finds out about your drawing hobby.

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x gn!reader

Warnings: None!

Word Count: 515

a/n: sorry this took so long to post! I wanted to scrap it and redo it but I decided not to. That's really sweet of you thank you so much!!! hope you enjoy 💞💞

Aaron knocked on your hotel door, not once, but twice.

You were too busy listening to music that filled your sense of hearing, and completely focusing on the pencil in your hand.

For the past few days you've been struggling to find something to draw. It was one of your hobbies that you genuinely enjoyed, but it was always hard finding motivation.

But today, on the jet. You burned the image of Aaron sitting by the window during the sunset, just so you could draw it later. It was a sight for sore eyes. You didn't care if he could notice you staring, you needed to keep every detail engraved in your mind.

So--as soon as you step foot in your hotel room, you knew exactly what you were going to do.

"y/n?" Aaron's voice startling you as he stood inches behind you.

You quickly turned around, looking up at the tall man. You pulled your headphones out your ears; mouth agape unsure what to say.

He glances behind you to see what had your attention, his face had an expression you couldn't quite make out. So, you thought of the worst.

You quickly turned back, taking the piece of paper to turn over and hide.

"Is that me?" He asked, voice soft as he spoke.

"Uhm--Yeah.. Yeah, it-it is.." You stumbled over your own words, "It's totally stupid though, 's not even done yet." You mumbled, your voice so low he was unsure if he heard you.

"It's not stupid," He retorted, reaching for the paper. You quickly pulled back, watching his eyes as they widened.

"Let me see."

"No.."

"Please?"

You looked down at your hands, sighing as you slowly handed him the paper. You fidgeted with your fingers as you looked anywhere but his eyes, afraid of what you'll see in his expression.

"You're very good with details," He complimented you. "Where'd you learn how to do this?" He asked sincerely, looking up from the drawing to look at your face.

"Just something I learned over the years," You shrugged. "I get bored a lot." You looked up at him, profiling his reaction.

He had a soft smile, his eyebrows raised as if he was impressed and you swore his eyes glistened.

"Can I keep it?" Aaron asked.

"You--You want to keep it?" You asked, shocked at the question.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I?" He chuckled, bringing the page down to his side to show he had his attention on you.

"Because.. I don't know..." You shrugged, unable to hide the smile that he gave you.

"The team is waiting for us, by the way." Aaron laughed, seeing the bright pink that danced across your face.

"Okay." You nodded, making your exit out of the hotel.

Not many people knew you drew, at least well. When you'd tell people they expect stick figures and doodles you'd find on the side of a middle schoolers test. And every time they'd notice, it was always the same expression. It never failed to bring you joy and validation from others compliments.

reposts and comments are appreciated <3

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[the-exiled-comic]

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[leenieweenie12]

No Weight At All

Just a little headcanon about our beloved Alfie comforting reader during a bit of a down episode. No dialogue, just thoughts and actions. Lightly inspired by lyrics from Something in the Orange by Zach Bryan.

Warnings: allusion to depression and/or some PTSD, vague mentions of trauma and violence

Word count: 515

divider from @cafekitsune

It had been a difficult few days for you and Alfie knew it. You never had to tell him how you were feeling, he always knew. He picked up on the smallest look in your eyes that told him you were caught up in your emotions. Even if to the rest of the world you appeared to be the happiest person in the world, a simple glance to your face told him the truth. Alfie had that skill with everyone, seeing into their soul. His intense gaze was proof of that.  

The evening before had been quiet with both of you in the sitting room in your respective seats by the fire, Alfie with his spectacles resting on the tip of his nose rifling through paperwork and you pretending to read your book. When he noticed that you hadn’t turned the page in ten minutes, he knew something was up. You had been together long enough that Alfie knew better than to ask if you were alright. He knew you would say yes, even if that wasn’t the truth. Instead, he made you a cup of tea, exactly how you like it, and set it on the table next to you. He motioned to you to move over and make room for him. Snaking his arm around your waist, he slid you up on his lap to face him. He put his large hand behind your head and guided it down to his shoulder. You wrapped your arms around him and just sat like this, sitting on his lap with your head between his collar and jaw, two bodies melded into one, and closed your eyes. 

Alfie loved being able to comfort you with such a simple gesture. He didn’t always know what it was that caused you to have these somber periods, but that was fine. There were things that happened in your past that were never discussed between the two of you. Alfie didn’t mind. He knew all about inner demons, from his own dealings with adults abusing their power over him as a child, to the trenches in France, to the replays in his mind of downright evil things he had done to supposedly deserving men who were on the wrong side of conflict. He could surely understand the desire to say nothing at all but still crave the comforting touch of another. Which is why he never asked you to talk about what was on your mind during these times. He knew you well enough to know that you would tell him in time or even never at all if you so chose. 

The two of you sat together for what felt like hours but was likely far less. Alfie rubbed your back in a slow rhythm so soothing that you fell asleep. The growing weight of your head on his shoulder was the sign that told him you were no longer awake. Even with your entire body resting on his, he felt no weight at all. This was where he was happiest. This was where he was meant to be.

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[scoonsalicious]

Unwanted: Chapter 17, Unanswered - Pt. 2

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Fem!Reader

Summary: When your FWB relationship with your best friend Bucky Barnes turns into something more, you couldn’t be happier. That is, however, until a new Avenger sets her sights on your super soldier and he inadvertently breaks your heart. You take on a mission you might not be prepared for to put some distance between the two of you and open yourself up to past traumas. Too bad the only one who can help you heal is the one person you can no longer trust.

Warnings: (For this part only; see Story Masterlist for general Warnings) Language, Pocket embraces her inner Karen (just a little bit)

Word Count: 1.1k

Previously On...: Word on the street is that you and Steve are a Thing. You try to give Bucky a head's up that it's all bullshit, but he's not answering his phone. That can't be bad, right?! RIGHT??? 😬

A/N: Time for Pocket to set the record straight! (ALSO! Surprise, besties: Three updates tonight! - 445, 5, 515 EST)

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You’d never had an opportunity to meet Lisa Galvin, head of the PR firm that exclusively represented Stark Industries, but you figured that, if she could handle the public relations nightmare that was Tony Stark, you were obviously in good hands.

“Ms. (Y/L/N),” Lisa said, rising to shake your hand as you were shown into her office, “it’s so lovely to finally meet you. I’ve heard such good things.” Her firm’s suite was on one of the Tower’s mid floors, and was bright and spacious, but lacked any real sense of character or personal warmth. Given that Galvin & Associates represented all of Stark Industries, plus every Avenger, you kind of expected the space to be a bit more… colorful.

“‘Pocket’s fine,” you said, sitting down in the chair she offered you. “Thanks for meeting with me on such short notice.”

Lisa smiled. “My pleasure. Though, we wish you’d come to see us much sooner. In terms of a PR footprint, you’re practically a ghost! We could do so much for your public image, if you’d only let us, dear.”

You looked around, wondering who the ‘we’ was that she was referring to, as it was only the two of you in the room. “I actually prefer it that way,” you told her. “I highly value my privacy, and I took my job to create and innovate, not to become public property.”

Lisa pursed her lips, as though she could think of nothing more disdainful than wanting to remain out of the public eye. “Well, to each their own, I suppose,” she said, her voice betraying that she very much did not agree with you. “Now, what is it you wanted to meet about?”

“I’m sure that you’ve seen the articles by now,” you told her, something about her beginning to rub you the wrong way. “You wouldn’t be very good at your job if you hadn’t.”

“Ah, yes,” she replied, and if she heard the edge in your voice, she didn’t acknowledge it. “The ones about you and our very own Captain Rogers! Congratulations, I might add! Just delightful! What about them?”

“I want to issue a statement refuting them,” you said. 

Lisa looked at you as if you asked her if she wanted to go out and kill any and every puppy you could find. “But Pocket, my dear, why? You must understand that being romantically linked to one of the most eligible bachelors in the entire world– nay; throughout all of history can only increase your public approval ratings. Do you know how many of my clients would literally kill to have exposure like that?”

You widened your eyes. She was slightly scary, like a deranged Effie Trinket. “Well,” you began slowly, “first, there’s the fact that it’s not the truth. I am not now, nor have I ever been, romantically linked with Steve Rogers. And second, and most importantly, I’m deeply committed to someone else, and I don’t want him getting hurt by these lies.”

Lisa rolled her eyes at you. “My dear, in the court of public opinion, no one gives a damn about the truth. It’s all about optics. And given the public’s engagement with the articles that have been posted since the gala, the optics you and the Captain present together are divine.”

“Yeeeeaaaah,” you drew out, “I really don’t give a shit about optics. I’d just like the record to reflect the facts.” You leaned forward, putting your elbows on Lisa’s desk as you looked her in the eye. “And if you’re not going to do that for me, I’ll speak to Ms. Potts and Mr. Stark about finding a new firm for the company that can.”

You smiled your “did you forget exactly what my position was in this company?” smile; not one that you used very often, as it tended to give you the ick, but you felt it was more than appropriate, given the circumstances. It wasn’t uncommon for people to underestimate or dismiss you, or think they could intimidate you or bend you to their will due to your small stature or your relatively young age, or just because you were a woman. It didn’t hurt to give them an occasional reminder.

Lisa looked properly concerned. “Well, I – there’s no need for that!” she spluttered. “I see no reason Mr. Stark needs to be involved. It’s a simple matter of having you write out a statement, after all. From there, my associates will send it along the AP wire, and to the outlets that wrote the articles, asking for a retraction, or at the very least, that they publish your response.” She opened a drawer in her desk and pulled out a legal pad. Handing it to you, along with a pen, she said “Just write the basic sentiment you wish to get across, and my team will tweak it into something befitting a proper press release.”

You raised an eyebrow. “I’d prefer to have my statement in my own words, thanks,” you said, before bowing your head and beginning to write:

While Ms. (Y/L/N) greatly values her friendship with Captain Rogers and admires all he has done for his country, she would like to clarify that they are not now, nor have they ever been, involved in a romantic relationship of any kind. Ms. (Y/L/N) is involved in a committed, long-term relationship with another party and kindly requests that her privacy in this arena be respected, and she be left to continue living her life as a private citizen.

“There,” you said, handing her the sheet of paper. “That should do it.”

Lisa looked it over and nodded her approval. “It will do,” she said. “It’ll go out straight away; I’ll do it myself.” You nodded and, thanking her for her time, stood and turned to leave. “Oh, Pocket, dear,” she called to you. You turned, wondering what more she needed from you. “Just for the sake of curiosity, when you wrote you were already in a long-term relationship, who were you referring to? Is it someone in the Tower? I only ask because it may become a relevant issue at some point in the future.” “James Barnes,” you told her proudly. You loved him, and you honestly didn’t care who knew it.

Lisa clutched her chest as if you were attempting to steal her pearls. “The Winter Soldier?! Oh, my dear– you better pray that little nugget never gets out, because if it does, you’ll be running back here in tears, begging me to fix your ruined public image.”

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[blackstarchanx3new]

Four Swords Returns Pages 515-518

Someone's getting angry.

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[sweethartlullaby]

Are you gonna do a part 4 of the cheating imagine? I don’t mind if they don’t get back together, but I would at least want to see YN happier :(

word count: 515 genre/theme: angst, fluff (?) as always imagine who you would like... find part i herefind part ii herefind part iii here sweethartlullaby ꕤ masterlist

You check your phone…again. Still nothing. 

Maybe he isn’t coming, 

Maybe he forgot. 

He probably did. 

You’ve left the movie tickets in your pocket, knowing well that it’d be crumpled up if you are holding onto it. Most people have gone in and the room feels colder. You feel lonely, standing here in the center, with all the ticket booths facing you. 

Two workers have come to tell you that the movie is about to start but you keep saying you’re waiting for someone. The movie should be starting in about five minutes. 

And he’s still not here.

You feel weird and your legs feel like they’re going to buckle underneath you soon. So you quickly make your way to the bathroom, trying to look as least awkward as possible. 

You fix your hair for about five minutes, changing the way it looks every few seconds. And you keep washing your hands. You check your reflection every time you’re about to leave to make sure you still look decent. When your mind is occupied with whether the shirt is on right, you don’t feel like crying. 

When you finally come out of the bathroom, the lobby is still empty. You take the tickets out of your pocket and stare at them. Out of all the thoughts running in your head, the only one that feels justified is how your money is going to waste. 

You’re about to throw them away when you hear your name being called. Without a second thought, you look up to see him running through the entrance. In his hand, he holds what seems to be a small bouquet of flowers and in the other, a card. 

You blink at him, tickets on the edge of your fingertips.

“I…” He pants.

“It took…longer than ex…pected at the…florist.” He lets out, breathless between each word.

“I’m sorry, I thought I’d make it.” He takes a deep breath and hands you the two objects. The flowers are yellow and just looking at them made you feel a little better inside. The card had a cartoon bear holding a heart at the front. When you opened it, you saw the scribbled words ‘I’m glad we are doing this. I hope you are too.’ in his signature handwriting. 

You smiled, and the urge to cry washed away. 

“I know the movie started a while ago, but I’d still like to watch it with you.” He says. You haven’t seen him like this, shy and timid, in a while. It makes your heart flutter.

You nod.

“I brought some snacks too.” You show him your bag full of treats, illegally brought in from outside. He laughs and you feel his smile is the brightest it has ever been. Then, he does the unexpected.

He wraps his arms around you.

“I know I say this a lot, but I’m really thankful you’re here. I won’t screw this up, I promise.” He whispers into your hair. 

You melt into his embrace before bringing your arms up to hold him. And even though you don’t say it, he knows.

a/n: hello!!!! i've been soooo busy with so many things so i am so sorry for disappearing. but i saw the asks and i had to come back just for a bit to write! i hope you like this. when i read the ask, i was laughing a bit from the excitement (of getting an ask) and also because my page is mostly angst and i rarely end with happy characters haha. regardless, i am open to almost anything so please keep asking! if you have a song recomm for this part or any of the parts at all, please comment or send it over! i always love hearing what you guys thought or felt when reading my writings! thank you so much for asking (they always make my day) and thank you for reading! i apologize for any mistakes and the delay!

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[withnofreetime]

HETALIA ☆ WORLD STARS (515)

America really likes to... to be himself (please, admire the car and a "Thank you very much" to my sister, somehow she did it!)

Translation notes at the end: ‘cuz I took a lot of “creative freedoms(?)” and sometimes I forgot the meaning of words (“kanji”). Warning: I don’t know Italian (thanks Reddit), German (my sister knows), French (a bit) and Chinese (ref. Chinese friend).

T/N:

Page 1.

Italia + Pikachu, Itachu or Pikalia, but the last sounds horrible.

"Il faut que jeunesse se passe", the literal and no literal meaning is: "Youth must have its fling", in other words, "let America be America, let him have fun".

"后生可畏". I wasn't sure whether to add Chinese, but if others can, why not China? I really love this Chinese proverb, and I also like to study Confucius (little story) so it's a double prize! A friend of mine told me that in her school they make them read the teachings of Confucius, so… he's pretty popular!

"The hero always arrives late!", this is pretty obvious and well-know, but to be a little more academic: The Hero's Journey. After overcoming the "abyss/defeat", the hero returns transformed to save the day! At the very last minute! Like… the format that all cliché Hollywood movies use.

Page 3.

"Mitico": "great", "fantastic", "brilliant", etc.

"The specified Cost":

France: 1.94% less, I searched, but I couldn't find how much of France's PIB is spent on tourism.

Page 4.

Italy's PIB, it's in euros, but, as in France's case, it has to be converted into dollars to be considered as approximation.

In 2023, the Italian government spent between 40-60 million dollars on tourism, which coincides a little bit with the "-41 in cost" in the letter, I guess.

Page 5.

"Ungeheuer", "monster". I agreed to translate Hetalia with the condition that I have fun, no matter if the words come out of nowhere.

In tourism: America (3) and Italy (4).

Page 6.

"1st Place, America". So I assume his cards will have something to do with that:

1) Technology. Japan (1) and America (2) are the most technologically advanced countries by far.

2) Wall Street. Who doesn't know the place? It is the economic centre of the world... for now.

3) Film Industry. Hollywood is the largest, richest and most important "corporation".

4) NASA. And the other private American companies. I wouldn't say they are number one, but they are well-known.

5) Army. China (1), India (2) and America (3), by number of soldiers.

Against Germany, Italy and Japan (technology):

1) Cars, but unlikely. In order of revenue: (1) Volkswagen, Germany, (2) Toyota, Japan and (3) Stellantis, Netherlands.

2) Engineering. Most of them are either Japanese or German companies.

3) Germany is good and top 5 in 2.

America is really the number one, although most of them are for not-so-good things. It must be its size and diversity, I think, and the two world wars.

"Non è vero?", "It's not true?" or, in this case, "Isn't it?"

Is there a problem/error? Please say so! And thank you for your support!

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[growingupgerudo]

Adult Arc: Pages 515-517

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[nightcourtreader]

ACOSF Interactions/connections without the bonus chapter. Elriel vs gwynriel.

Elriel

• “Because of the shit with Elain?” Azriel stilled. “What happened to Elain?” Cassian waved a hand. “A fight with Nesta. Don’t bring it up,” he warned when Azriel’s eyes darkened. Cassian blew out a breath. (Page 221)

• Azriel stiffened, an outright sign of temper from him as he said quietly, “there is an innate darkness to the dread trove that Elain should not be exposed to.” (Page 311)

•She threw a nod towards Azriel. “including Elain, who is more than capable of defending herself against the darkness of the trove, if she chooses to. don’t underestimate her.” (Pg 311)

• she said nodding to Cassian, and then, a bit more shyly to Azriel. Azriel offered her a small smile that Elain quickly looked away from. Cassian tucked away his puzzlement. (Pg 467)

•Then his gaze shifted to Elain, and though it was utterly neutral, something charged went through it. Between them. Elain’s breath caught slightly, and she gave him a shallow nod of greeting before brushing past. (Pg 597)

How is there any Elriel build up in acosf when they didn’t even talk to each other in the entirety of the book without the bonus chapter? All they did was look at each other. Azriel himself has been avoiding elain the entirety of the book, that was HIS choice. No one told him to do that. But they’re suppose to be endgame?

Gwynriel

•Gwyn had been distracted today—one eye on the other side of the ring. Cassian could only assume she was watching his brother, who had given Gwyn a small smile of greeting upon arrival. Gwyn hadn’t return it. Cassian cursed himself for a fool. He should have asked her if she’d be comfortable with Azriel here. Perhaps he should have asked all the priestesses about including another male, but especially Gwyn—whom Azriel had found that day in Sangravah. (Pg 406)

• She said nothing about it during the lesson. Only glanced every now and then toward Az, who remained dutifully focused on his charges. Cassian couldn’t read the expression on her face. (Pg 406)

* Gwyn let out a high pitched noise that was nothing but pure excitement. Azriel, on the other side of the ring with the rest of the priestesses, half turned at the sound, brows high. (pg 464)

* Gwyn snickered, her attention fixed on thing a length of white silk ribbon to a wood beam jutting from the side of the pit. Neither the ribbon nor the beam had been there a week ago, and Nesta had no idea how they’d even anchored the wood into the stone, but there it was. (Page 513)

I added this because it only makes sense that Azriel anchored the beam for them while Cassian was gone.

* “Done.” Gwyn declared, the white ribbon fluttering in the wind where it hung from the beam. Behind them, a few of the priestesses working with Azriel had turned to see what the ribbon business was about. The shadowsinger crossed his arms, angling his head, but remained in his half of the ring. (Page 514)

* But Cassian cleared this throat. “Explain,” he ordered Gwyn. Gwyn squared her shoulders. “This is the Valkyrie test for whether your training is complete and you’re ready for battle: cut the ribbon in half.” Emerie snorted. “What?” Cassian made a contemplative noise, gesturing to the other half of the ring. “Az told me you also started preliminary work with the steel blades while we were gone.” He nodded to Gwyn and Emerie, the former glancing toward Azriel, who watched in silence. “So show me what you learned. Cut the ribbon in two.” (pg 514)

* “We slice the ribbon in two,” Emerie asked Gwyn warily, “and our training is complete?” Gwyn again glanced to Azriel, who drifted closer. She said, “I’m not entirely sure.” (pg 514-515)

* Azriel had winnowed her and Cassian here after training, but hadn’t lingered. Apparently, Gwyn wanted him to go over dagger handling, so he’d left them with a promise to return in an hour.(Pg 561)

* Cassian glance over to Az, but his attention was fixed on the young priestesses, admiration and quiet encouragement shining from his face. (Pg 621)

* Emerie said, “nothing can break us.” The world seemed to pause at the words. As if it had been following one path and now branched off in another direction. In a hundreds years, a thousand, this moment would still be etched in his mind. That he would tell his children, his grandchildren, right then and there. That was when it all changed. Azriel went wholly still, as if he, too had felt the shift. As if he, too, we’re aware that far larger forces peered into the training ring as Gwyn moved (pg 621)

* Gwyn asked Az, her teal eyes bright, “what do we get if we finish the course?” Az’s shadows danced around him. “Since there’s no chance in hell any of you will finish the course, we didn’t bother to get a prize.” Boo’s sounded. Gwyn lifted her chin in challenge. “We look forward to proving you wrong.” (Pg 623)

* Gwyn threw Azriel a withering stare as she strode past him. “See you tomorrow, Shadowsinger,” she tossed over a shoulder. Az stared after her, brows high with amusement. When he turned back, Nesta grinned. “You have no idea what you just started,” she said. Az angled his head, hazel eyes narrowing as Gwyn reached the archway. “Remember how Gwyn was with the ribbon?” Nesta winked and clapped the shadowsinger on the shoulder. “You’re the new ribbon, Az.” (Pg 624)

* Propelling Gwyn to push her group harder. She wanted to be the first. Wanted Nesta and Emerie and her to be the ones who wiped the smirks from Azriel’s and Cassian’s faces. Especially Azriel’s (pg 624)

* And when Gwyn reached the finish line, bloody and panting and grinning so wildly her teal eyes glowed like a sunlit sea, she only extended her battered hand to Azriel. “Well?” (Pg 625)

• “I kept to the trees the first two nights, watching the beasts, and I spotted that horrible male and his companions this morning. Saw they’d found my nightgown and displayed it, and I knew they were hunting for you. I thought I’d take them out before they could find you.” “You lead the beast right to them.” “I learned where the beasts sleep during the day,” Gwyn said. “and that they get very angry when awoken.” she pointed to the cuts on her face, her hands. “I barely out ran that one as I led it toward the camp. My timing was just good luck, though.” (Pg 682) & Azriel sharpen truth teller. the Black Blade absorbed the dim sunlight trickling through the forest canopy above. “it seems you’ve forgotten how much of spying is waiting for the right moment. people don’t engage in their evil deeds when it’s convenient to you. Cassian rolled his eyes. “I stopped spying because it bored me to death. I don’t know how you put up with this all the time.” “It suits me.” (page 688)

* “There are plenty of other unspeakable things that could be happening to her,” Cassian said, voice thickening. “To Emerie and Gwyn.” The shadows deepened around Azriel, his siphons gleaming like cobalt fire. (Page 688, ACOSF)

• “Azriel slaughtered all of them within moments. He didn’t hesitate. But I could barely move, and when I tried to get up…He gave me his cloak and wrapped me in it.” (Page 695, ACOSF) & “sloppy I realized. Rhys had been sloppy in killing them. Normally he would’ve kept them alive for Azriel to question. But he’d taken what he needed, quickly, brutally, and ended it.” (Pg 331, ACOWAR)

We see how Azriel usually takes people into questioning when it comes to things like that and he didn’t even do that. The same thing with Rhys. I just thought it was a connection.

We see that Elriel had zero interactions or connections with each other after the bonus chapter, because the bonus happens the night of winter solstice. We see many gwynriel connections after the bonus chapter and there’s suppose to be zero gwynriel build up in acosf and people are not understanding why they are being shipped?

How can you claim 4 books of build up when the only thing I see where you can ship Elain & Azriel is in ACOWAR, but even then it’s canon that Azriel was still in love with Mor up until ACOSF.

#gwynriel #pro gywnriel #anti e/riel #acosf

[super-oddity]

Fourth Wing bonus content: Sgaeyl teasing Xaden, ch 14

“…What you should be asking is if Sgaeyl saw it, too."

"You did not just bring me into this nonsense."

"You sure as hell dragged me into it. Since when do you get all mushy over smaller dragons?"

"Since when do you get emotional over human women?" Sgaeyl challenges.

"I'm pissed, not emotional," I correct her.

Fourth Wing, page 512

"This is cruel, even for you," Sgaeyl notes with a hint of amusement.

"It's unfortunate that it hurts her, but she's going to have to toughen up to survive our partnership, and Aetos can't be anywhere around us."

"Oh, so we're not discussing that you were already moving when Tairn landed?" she fires back. "That had he not arrived, you'd be guilty of the very thing the colonel's offspring accuses you of doing?"

"I moved on instinct to protect—"

"Let's not embarrass each other by letting you finish that sentence."

I fucking hate when she does that. She's the only being on the Continent with a sharper tongue than mine. Well. Violence might give her a run for her money.

Fourth Wing, page 513

…anger highlighting the blue in [Violet’s] eyes as she rips her gaze from mine, focusing on the movement of the riot as they land.

What in Dunne's name is wrong with me that I'm noticing shit like that?

"Now who's getting mushy?" Sgaeyl asks.

"Attracted and mushy aren't the same thing."

Fourth Wing, page 515

“…Tairn thinks you'll play bodyguard.” [Violet] snorts. “Little does he know just how much you dislike me.”

"He knows exactly how much you dislike her and how often you stare—”

“I will volunteer for every cold-weather mission in existence if you—”

"Rude. As if your inability to control your own hormones should result in my discomfort." She mentally shudders. Ruthless and vicious as my girl might be, she draws the line at the cold unless we're flying for Aretia.

Fourth Wing, page 516

"She's two years vour junior and in your chain of command." Sgaeyl feigns outrage.

"And you're fifty years younger than Tairn. Your point?"

Fourth Wing, page 516

I pin my feet to the field with shadows to keep from marching over there and feeding Aetos my fist. How fucking dare he kiss the mouth he wouldn't bend a rule to protect, when I would—

"Yes, what would you do?" Sgaeyl asks

Fuck me. What wouldn't I do?

Fourth Wing, page 518

I need to stay as far away from her as possible.

"But you won't," Sgaeyl predicts, and I'd be tempted to raise my middle finger if I didn't think she'd bite the damned thing off as a reminder that she can.

Fourth Wing, page 518

#BUT YOU WONT #their dynamic >>> #sgaeyl @ violet: you remind me of tairn. xaden @ violet: you remind me of sgaeyl :’) #fourth wing #the empyrean #sgaeyl #xaden riorson #violet sorrengail #books #rebecca yarros

[reachthebluedot]

2nd Book Bound - For Roses, Too - sindirimba - Fanfiction Writers Appreciation Day

Happy Fanfiction Writers Appreciation Day folks!

For FFWAD, Renegade Bindery runs an event where we bind copies of fics for their authors, and I thought "I'm new here, let's do it". So it is 21st August 2023 so it's time to post about my contribution to the @renegadepublishing FFWAD event. This is, full disclosure, the second binding project I have completed, though not the second one I started XD (WIPs? What are they?).

I made @sindirimba a copy of their lovely fic, For Roses, Too. Working with her on this was just such a pleasure and I'm so glad she is enjoying having it in her hands <3

Some Info Words: 112,787 Pages: 515 (appendix included), 498 (fic only) Binding: folio, square backed Bradel, full cloth Book cloth: blue buckram Decoration: heat reactive foil, traced graphics (I cannot take credit for the design elements, or the fonts) Endbands: Single core, front bead endbands, red and yellow friendship bracelet floss around a twine core.

Notes: This is a significant improvement over the first binding I did (Pride and Prejudice). Both of the main issues were improved upon. The book can fully open and close, and the end papers are much less wrinkled :) (The copy I am making for my own shelf is still an unglued text block. If I don't get it finished before the fall semester starts, then it is likely to stay that way until I graduate in December. Unless of course, the university cancels one of my classes, because they still haven't assigned an instructor to it. We are two weeks out folks, and the instructor is still listed as "Staff".)

#renegadelovesfic #ffwad #bookbinding #finished project #fanbinding #fanfic #For Roses Too #sindirimba #the old guard #tog

[todaysdocument]

Panoramic Sketch of the D-Day Beaches

Record Group 331: Records of Allied Operational and Occupation Headquarters, World War IISeries: Geographic Intelligence Maps

large, centered on top]: COAST FROM TRANSPORT AREA [top left, column]: Page 6 [continue column, top left]: "With maximum visibility, the coast should be seen from bridge height in the center of the Transport Area (20,000 yards off shore) from GRANDCAMP-LES-BAINS on the right to COURSEULLES on the left, with PORT-EN-BESSIN due south. The coast should appear to be practically level, with a maximum height to the right of PORT-EN-BESSIN, tapering slightly to the POINTE DU HOE on the right and to ARROMANCHES on the left. The 4 1/4 mile stretch of cliff from Exit D1 (VIERVILLE) to POINTE DU HOE should be distinguishable. The Exit valleys D1, D3, E1 and E3 are much less likely to show. On the left of the OMAHA Beach Area, to the left of FOX" [misspelling? should be POINTE DU HOC and not 'POINTE DU HOE'?] [top of column on top right, Page 5] [column, top right, continuation of left column]: "GREEN Beach, the ten-mile stretch of cliff broken by valleys should be distinguishable as far as ARROMANCHES. The only man-made objects which may be discernible in the assault area are the spires of VIERVILLE and COLLEVILLE, as well as the houses on the shore at LES MOULINS, PORT-EN-BESSIN and ARROMANCHES should be distinguishable as towns. The chances are against such visibility. At dawn the coast form ARROMANCHES to the gap at PORT-EN-BESSIN should be the most discernible section, being nearest the east." [two stamps bottom right of top right column: first stamp "DECLASSIFIED per authorities in [illegible other than "C"]. Project 84-(either "515" or "010"). Date [handwritten on line, illegible] by [handwritten initials on line, "JAD"?, followed by another illegible word]; second stamp, in red, just below the first: "APPENDIX 1 TO ANNEX A to OPERATION ORDER BB-44 (crossed out by hand, "TOP-SECRET") - NEPTUNE] [the coastline as described above is depicted horizontally across the page, with two places labeled above their location, "PORT-EN-BESSIN" and "COLLEVILLE"; underneath the coastline depiction "FOX GREEN" and "EASY RED" are labeled and highlighted in their respective colors of green and red] [full transcription at link]

#archivesgov #may 14 #1944 #1940s #world war ii #wwii #d-day #d day #normandy