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My memory could be broken, but this is from a time when the English language had a polite form of "You" and a informal form of "you." A carry over from the German influence of the polite You (Sie) and the informal you (du).

The best part is that Thou was the informal/intimate form of you. The form used between friends and family.

The word "You" we use today is the polite form to show respect. So basically we are overly polite to everyone in modern English if viewed through a Shakespearian lens.

"You" was also used as the plural you as in "you all" connotations.

THOU, THEE, THY, THINE. SAME THING RIGHT?

NO.

Although they seem very similar, Shakespeare would be in tears if he saw how most people mix them up. lets save William the misery and teach you when to correctly use thou, thy, and thine.

THOU

Thou = You (in subject form)

"Thou art killing me." "Art Thou crying?"

THEE

Thee = You (in object form)

"I want to kill thee." "My dog ate thee in my dream."

THY

Thy = Your (before a word that starts with a consonant)

"Thy mother." "Give me thy duck."

Thyself is used the same as any other thy+word combination like "thy mother" but without a space

"Take care of Thyself."

THINE

Thine = Your (before a word that starts with a vowel)

"Thine unibrow is evident." "Thou art on thine own."

Now Shakespeare can truly rest in peace.

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Let’s Dance

Part 1/12

Takes place in the radioapple human nanny AU 📻 🍎

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When the Sun Died #20

Prompt 20: Tread

The shadows of the moon woven into a sling to carry the wounded caretaker of the sun made the trek through the skies less exhausting. Jack brought Gabriel to their cottage between time, near the beautiful clarion ringing out in joyous celebration of the Sun’s return. The Mortals had no knowledge of the epic battle beneath the earth to free the Sun and Moon. The might not ever learn why the source of life for this planet disappeared. So long as the world was safe, they didn’t need to know.

Never once since meeting Gabriel had Jack believed they would ever spend more than a few moments together. Now he carried the unconscious man through the threshold of their cottage. A simple two room structure. A kitchen and living space took up the front of the cottage. A shared bedroom and bath made up the rest of the building. Neither caretaker needed to eat or even worry about normal human inconveniences, but the pleasures of taste and luxury of a bath tempted them when not thoroughly exhausted.

The simple monochromatic decorations bored Jack most of the time he was awake in here. When the moon shadows slowly absorbed into Gabriel’s robes, Jack took in a surprise. Influenced by the sun, the rooms took on vibrant colors. Brilliant sky blues dominated the walls. Burnt orange and deep scarlets punctuated the kitchen. Cool violets with hints of pink mystically swirled through the bedroom. 

Gabriel’s view of the cottage outshone anything Jack could imagine. 

Carefully he carried his counterpart into the the bedroom and made him comfortable on the bed. Too wide for one person, it finally occupied them both. Opalescent sheets contrasted sharply to the sun kissed skin of the dark caretaker. Jack’s fingers carded through the long white curls. Gabriel gave so much for this world with very little thanks. Jack hoped his little bit of healing brought relief to his counterpart.

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Jade bead necklace, Olmec, 1200-900 BC

from The Walters Art Museum

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When the Sun Died #19

Prompt 19: Sling

Flashes of that afternoon roared back at seeing that woman next to the moon. “Then start explaining.” Gabriel struggled to remain upright and coherent. The fight with Akande and the wound from the sniper sapped his strength. Even holding the shotgun taxed his ability. With the sun marching along its course took the remaining source of strength farther away.

White hair interrupted his view of the new guardian. Jack gently pushed his arm down. “Gabe, it’s alright. I feel the moon’s acceptance of her. Let’s go rest.”

“She must answer for what she’s done.” Gabriel was so tired. “I saw her steal the moon.”

“And I did.” The woman spoke up. “You know Akande. And I like living. The moon selected me years ago, but not to chase it across the sky. I watch the far side. Keep tabs on the threats coming from out there. A little nudge here or there and those pesky things like asteroids go the other way. When Akande came to take the moon… I’m not fit to defend it like you are. But I could help sabotage his efforts. Who so you think made sure that Moon Lily survived long enough to be found?”

Gabriel sagged onto Jack’s shoulder, shot gun slipped from his hand and disappeared. It was believable and Jack trusted her. He lost the desire to fight. Vaguely he heard the guardians discussed the plans to escort the celestial bodies until they could recover.

The misfit strung shadows together into a sling. She finally gave herself a name, Sombra. It sounded made up specifically for her position behind the moon. Gabriel owed Jack for carrying him back to their cottage between time. 

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【忘羡】🎶💕

Screams in goddamn relief// so fucking happy oh lord this jammed me for the longest time and I struggled so much even tho I was hella excited for this piece bcus yes it’s my spin on Klimt’s famous piece and I tot it’s perfect for them 🥺

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*SIGHS*

Another AO3 app that's pretending to be official when it's not (or at least isn't making it clear its unofficial.) They're using AO3's name and logo, and embedding ads.

There is no official AO3 app

Someone else is gathering your data, potentially your log in information etc and making use of it how they please. (They say they're not but their privacy policy says otherwise)

They are making money from the ads without the fic writer's consent.

They've also rated it Pegi 3 (which is ludicrous)

Please, even if you care about nothing else, for the safety of your data, please don't use this app. Certainly don't give it your AO3 log in details.

I've told AO3 that it's infringing on its copyright. I will be requesting they remove access of my work as I do not consent to my creative content being used to generate ad revenue for them.

I will be reporting it as incorrectly rated.

The only email address I can find is [email protected] which is included in their privacy policy, and [email protected] as their developer.

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Pose study

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Ahg... I've been sitting on a story where this pose fits perfectly. Tempting me to post it....... (Love the sketch by the way)

A snippet coulen't hurt. It's from 2018. It uses McCree rather than Cassidy. If I ever get around to fleshing it out into an actual story, I will update to Cassidy.

The Snippet from WIP: The Scion and The Rebel

Hanzo ran the multibillion dollar corporation with an iron hand. Both legal and illegal sides of the business benefited from his insights. Yet sitting behind a desk and directing his underlings dulled his own fighting instinct. When his men caught sight of a spy within the village, Hanzo couldn’t help but venture onto the streets to see what filth dared to trespass onto his territory. He had not expected the interloper to be so quick to spot him. The man’s instincts and eyesight were topnotch for that.

When recognition entered those wide brown eyes, Hanzo knew he had been seen. How would be a question for another day. Provided this gunman lived. For now that man was forced to his knees before the leader of the most powerful criminal empire on the Pacific Rim.

“What trash did we pick up off the streets this time?” Hanzo spoke in English. The prisoner’s bearing and choice of clothing suggested an American. The black line tattoo settled it.

“Blackwatch.”

“Hnn,” Hanzo drew an arrow from the quiver behind his chair and used the tip to prod the interloper’s head back for better study. The man gritted his teeth, grimacing as if holding back a retort. Silence now extended the man’s life. This was a rather intelligent American. Hanzo’s curiosity was peaked. It was unlikely the stranger would talk under torture, but perhaps there was another way. “You may have one word to answer my question and perhaps save your life. Say any more than one word and this arrow will be the last thing you see. So by all means, consider your word carefully. I have the time.” Hanzo leaned forward, the arrowhead tilting McCree’s head until the tendons strained and the joints bent no further. “Now that you understand the rules. Tell me. Why are you here in Hanamura?”

Pose study

#fanfic snippet #overwatch #hanzo shimada #scion hanzo #jesse mccree #mccree #cole Cassidy #writing snippet #the scion and the rebel #WIP snippet #cassidy #overwatch 2 #Shimada #McHanzo #yeehan #the beginning of something I didn't get around to finishing

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When the Sun Died #18

Prompt 18: Misfit

As the Sun and the Moon rose to their places in the heavens light filled the world. Together the Guardians escorted their charges. Exhaustion permeated their bones. Jack wanted nothing more than to slip into the resting place between time. Judging by the stars, the moon needed to leave for the opposite side of the world. But the Sun… The Sun was required to transverse Gabriel’s section of the sky. Without a doubt the Guardian of the Sun would struggle through his exhaustion and his wounds to complete his task.

Long white hair curled wildly around Gabriel as he set the Sun on its course to rewarming the world. Even his regal golden robes were faded. A glimpse of the future when neither Caretaker could continue their honored role. Jack sighed as he forced himself to turn away. Saying anything now would hurt Gabriel’s pride.

The arrival of a woman in brilliant golden armor halted the tired Guardians. “Reinhardt said you were returning. I’ll take thing from here.” Her dark hair and the tattoo under her eye reminded Jack of the lost caretaker of the Moon.

Immediately Gabriel was defensive. Appropriately concerned about strangers. “Who are you to demand such things!”

Unbothered by Gabriel’s attitude, the woman continued. “I am Fareeha, Ana’s daughter. Reinhardt intends to step down from his position and chose me as his successor. But he will continue until the two of you have recovered. Right now, Angela is waiting to care for the moon.” 

Jack hesitated. He did not want to leave Gabriel. Eventually he would have to. They were caretakers of the same part of the heavens and destined to rarely see each other. Suddenly he saw a flaw in the plan. “There will be no one to guide the moon here and I won’t be renewed enough by the time night comes.”

Fareeha was surprised by this. “But Angela said the Moon choose another Guardian during this time…”

A shadow waved from the dark side of the Moon. “Hola.”

Heat overwhelmed their space. Gabriel aimed one of his shotguns at the shadow. At first Jack thought the man still twitchy from the battle. Then the shadow solidified into a vaguely familiar petite woman with dark skin. The guardian of the sun growled. “You. You stole the moon.” 

The misfit slunk behind the moon. “I can explain.”

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This Incredible spiral staircase inside the Château de La Rochefoucauld Castle in France

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Reblog if you love AO3 and appreciate their volunteers who are working harder than God, fighting battle after battle, making sure the place that is a safe space for every fandom is staying up and running for all of us

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you wouldn’t last an hour in the asylum where they raised me

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I'm not alone in thinking this!!

feels so much better.

reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something

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When the Sun Died #17

Prompt 17: Ornament

With Akande reduced to a crisp shell of a corporeal form, Gabriel disconnected from the tendril of plasma. Before the sun withdrew completely, Gabriel’s expression turned from determined to tender. Perhaps even fond. Truly the connection between caretaker and his charge was special. Yet as soon as Gabriel was forced to stand on his own, he staggered. Exhausted. Long curled hair graying.

Jack was there. Bracing his counterpart. They both needed to retire to their space between time to rest. Gabriel most of all. There was still a task left for them.

He searched for Mei, hoping the little dragon was fine after dealing with the three guards. What he found was the tall man radiating celestial energy floating beside the ice blue clad dragon. His questioning look earned a nervous shrug from Mei. “He can help. And he didn’t try to fight or anything.”

“Forgive my participation in this. He was quite aggressive and violent. And it seems you need assistance in removing the Sun and Moon from this cavern. Allow me,” the man capable of controlling gravity gave a shallow bow. With an outstretched hand the moon shrank in size even further. Until it was no larger than the ornaments adorning Jack’s robes. Cradled safely in Jack’s hand, the moon and all its wonder barely contained. When the strange man reached towards the sun, Gabriel tensed. Understandably worried considering everything he had gone through. “Do not be concerned. They will return to their appropriate size once you reach the correct elevation. 

Slowly the sun grew smaller, Gabriel’s blazing stare locked onto the burning orb. Even reduced in size the ornamental sun radiated the same amount of heat. Gabriel cupped it close to his chest, still leaning heavily on Jack. “We must go. Too much time has be lost.” The caretaker of the sun was always on task. “Thank you…”

“Siebren. And you are most welcome. Mei and I will take care of the thieves.” 

Jack nodded in gratitude. Together with their ornaments of celestial orbs, Jack and Gabriel rose into the sky to let their charges take their proper place in the heavens. 

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Angels and Demons of Hazbin Hotel: A thought

So, Charlie Morningstar is the daughter of Lucifer and Lilith. What if there was another angel/demon relationship?

What if Carmilla Carmine and Zestial might have had a similar relationship? Which also produced children.

It might explain why Carmilla includes him in private conversation with her daughters. He also shares the head of the confrence table. Carmilla respects him and he supports her. Carmilla even claims to want to protect him in the song "Whatever it takes." It could be her desire to protect him from earning Heaven's wrath if they learned about her daughter's parentage.

This means one is an angel, most likely Carmilla based on artstic similarities between her and Sera, particularly with the eyes. Zestial seems to much a demon with his spider influence.

Basically if a relationship can form between Lucifer and Lilith, why can't it happen with others? And if Vaggie is a Fallen Angel, why can't there be more? Sera even warned Emily against becoming Fallen. So perhaps there are more than we have seen.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel lucifer #lilith hazbin hotel #charlie morningstar #habzin hotel Charlie #lucifer morningstar #lilith morningstar #camilla carmine #odette hazbin hotel #clara hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel zestial #angels and demons can have children #there must be others #zestial/carmilla