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sixty-silver-wishes · 11 months

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sorry for the constant “caligari” spam (who am I kidding; that’s what a lot of you follow me for anyway) but goddammit I can’t stop thinking about the kidnapping scene and how the narrative is the ultimate authority figure in the story.

In many horror stories, and in many stories of other genres, there must be the hero, the damsel, and the monster. These roles may be played by different characters or take different forms, but the kidnapping scene shows what happens when these roles are challenged and the narrative is threatened. and I know I’ve talked about this before but GOD

jane and cesare are both spectacles. they are objects of desire and lack the ability to make decisions for themselves, although the story cruelly mocks jane with the illusion of choice between alan and francis- alan is killed in the scene afterwards. their wide-eyed stares are presented to the audience in close-up shots; their entrapment is on display for our fascination. we see them both lie unconscious. they are there to watch and be watched by everyone around them, even ourselves.

and still, these two both challenge their passive positions, and with them the roles of “monster” and “damsel.” if jane’s investigation was successful, then what would happen? if cesare’s moment of lucidity and refusal to kill allowed him any further introspection, how would the story change? could they transcend their assigned roles and break from the narrative structure we’ve come to expect?

the story won’t let that happen, and so it takes its revenge against their disobedience. these two characters who attempt to challenge their roles, even if momentarily, are forced to enact these roles with each other, and the events in which they attempted defiance are the same ones that lead to their narrative punishment. if jane didn’t try to investigate, she wouldn’t have run into caligari and cesare. and if cesare had killed her, he would not have been chased down and exhausted to death.

if neither had attempted to choose, then none of that would have happened.

#the cabinet of dr. caligari #rambles #I think about it a lot

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moonflwer-gutz · 11 months

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the mark swearing headcanon?? you get it. you get me. you're picking up what I'm putting down. he's a good christian boy but he swears all the time 100%

YEAH LIKE

it goes like this every time it goes like this-

Cesar: [fucks something up] Oh, goddammit!

Mark: [GASP] How could you say something like that!? Cannot believe you'd treat the Lord's name like that!!

meanwhile...

Mark: [gets a itty bitty papercut] YOU MOTHERFUCKING PIECE OF GODDAMN SHIT GODDAMN FUCK BITCH-

Cesar: And I'm the problem-

#that boy's got a mouth on him lemme tell ya #mark heathcliff #cesar torres #hes a hypocrite-#tmc #moonflwer headcanons #tmc headcanon #the mandela catalogue #moonflwer answers

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fictionkinfessions · 2 years

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what if i told you guys the way i found i was cesar was through an fnf cover. of phantasm. with me. this may as well be one of my higher kins too since i feel so giddy when people call me cesar and im getting Vague memories from when i was him. goddammit fnf youve done it again

- cesar torres

#fictionkinfessions #fictionkin #mandelacataloguekin #seekin #memories issue #mod party cat!

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redshift-13 · 3 months

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Leny de Andrade Lima (25 January 1943 – 24 July 2023), known professionally as Leny Andrade, was a Brazilian singer and musician. Both Andrade's first and last names are sometimes misspelled in English as "Lenn", "Leni", and "Adrade". She had several hits on the Brazilian charts. In 2007 she shared a Latin Grammy Award with Cesar Camargo Mariano for Best MPB (Musica Popular Brasileira) Album, Ao Vivo. Andrade performed with Paquito D'Rivera, Luiz Eça, Dick Farney, João Donato, Eumir Deodato, Pery Ribeiro, and Francis Hime. Andrade's style is a synthesis of samba and jazz. [wikipedia]

This is the kind of song that for me feels like a vault of your emotional secrets had been gently rummaged for the purpose of translating it into music. Only later, if random circumstances aligned, would you discover your gift in waiting. In the right mood it can sound like my life's soundtrack.

I first hear Wave, a song written by Antônio Carlos Jobim, the Brazilian composer, instrumentalist and singer, in a rendition by Frank Sinatra. Sinatra's version is startling intimate and existential, almost heavy. The lyrics halfway take you there to begin with:

So close your eyes, for that's a lovely way to be Aware of things your heart alone was meant to see The fundamental loneliness goes whenever two can dream a dream together

And then I heard Andrade's version on The Brazilian Hour several years ago. This is it, I thought, the best version. Leny's raw, lusty and breathy style, her sparkling vital humanism, paints Wave's romantic theme with joyful colors, but which loses none of the urgency of a love that keeps looking ahead at the shortness of life.

Speaking of short life...

Listening to it I got curious as to what Leny had been up to recently. I then discovered that she passed away last year. Goddammit. Oh life, oh why...

Suddenly this song took on a different meaning and poignancy. Andrade is singing to the sky beyond the grave. We're holding hands on a portion of eternity on this strange timeline.

#leny andrade #brazilian music #antônio carlos jobim #Youtube

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orangebandaid · 4 years

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I am really fucking angry right now...

If you didn't know this, this graffiti is in a wall from an archaeological site made in VI AC of an iber town by the tribe indigets in Palamós, Catalunya, Spain.

SOMEONE PAINTED IN A IBERIC SETTLEMENT,

A VI AC IBERIC SETTLEMENT,

AN IRON AGE ARCHAEOLOGICAL SITE.

THAT BITCH IS IN THEIR GOLDEN AGE DUDE.

THAT BITCH SAID "FUCK THE ROMANIZATION , I AM STILL HERE BITCH"

THAT BITCH SAID "BE FORGET? NAHHH I HAVE INFORMATION FOR DAYS"

THAT ROCKS SAID "I AM MORE STRAIGHT THAN YOU SIS AND I WILL BE HERE UNTIL THIS SHIT GO DOWN"

THAT CITY SAID "I WILL LEAVE TO YOU ONE OF THE MOST LONG AND COMPLEX TEXT IN IBER AND HOPE YOU BE ABLE TO READ IT, EVEN WITHOUT A FUCKING DICTIONARY BECAUSE GUESS WHAT, WE LOST A LOT OF LETTERS AND LITERATURE CONTENT BECAUSE WE USE TO WRITE IN IRON"

I AM...

I CANT

I--

AND YOU DID THIS ON JULY? ON THIS TIME? ON THIS YEAR? 2020?

NO, NO, NO, NO.

SHUT THE FUCK UP, GO PLAY YOUR BULLSHIT IN ANOTHER PLACE

THE DISRESPECT

THESE ROCKS, THIS FUCKING CASTLE HAS SAW SOME SHIT DUDE, THIS CASTLE IS OUR HISTORY, AND FOR ONCE IS NOT A THING TO BE FUCKING ASHAME OF.

THE BULLSHIT

THIS IS WHY WE CAN'T HAVE NICE THINGS.

ONE OF THE FUCKING BEST ARCHAEOLOGICAL SITE WE HAVE, AND YOU DECIDE TO "I AM FUCKING BORED I WILL PAINT IT" BECAUSE WHY NOT?

IT'S NOT EVEN CUTE, HATE HERE

I--

.... I am able to be angry isn't? I mean, nobody would do this to the Pyramids of Giza or the Altamira cave, or even the Stonehenge.

And if someone did it, it's still a dick move, and your not funny or edgy for doing in.

AHHHHHhhhhhhhhh

That's just being a dick, it is only a settlement, ONLY THAT. A city of a culture that we don't know a lot because guess what, Romans decide that the Iber culture was shit an take their language, signs, religion and culture away, because they didn't like it.

I am angry.

I am really angry and upset...

IS CÈSAR BACK?

CÈSAR DID THIS?

HE SURVIVE?

THAT BITCH IS BACK? NOW HE HAS PAINT?

HE WANTS TO GET STAB AGAIN?

Anyways. .. THIS is not the first time someone decide to be a dumbass and try to destroy with painting the site, and already cost like 10.000 euros in cleaning... I... I am tired...

JUST 👏RESPECT👏 ARCHAEOLOGICAL👏 SITES👏 THEY👏 ARE👏 OR👏 HISTORY👏 AND👏 WE👏 SHOULD👏 REMEBER👏 IT👏 TO👏 LEARN👏 AND 👏DO 👏BETTER. 👏

This is all my vent in bad English, thank you to come to my Ted talk.

It's 4 AM and I am still upset about it and I could sleep if I didn't write this down.

#just be respectful #just #archaeological site #Iber #Palamós #Castell de Palamós #Goddammit cesar #history #monument #Iber ruins

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comrademandark-blog · 7 years

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Am I the only one who was thrown off when suddenly Cesare had a perm with no explanation?

#the borgias #borgia #cesare borgia #showtime #make season 4 #goddammit #the perm is here now and you just have to deal with that #but i cant #season 3 it gets better #still like wavy/straight hair best #lucrezia borgia #pope alexander vi

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dabblescrawl · 4 years

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Saving Santos - Part 3

Read Part 1, Read Part 2

Girl’s POV

When I wake with a pounding headache and see Oscar asleep on the edge of the bed all of last night comes flooding back to me. My throat is far tighter than it’s ever been before. I move as gently as possible with the bile in my throat across the bed so as to not wake him. I manage to get off the bed and pull on my pants. I can worry about the shirt I left on the floor and sweatshirt I just stole later. I should have been moving hours ago. He’s going to find me. I decide to go without stopping at my apartment.

I have my cards and some cash. I glance at Oscar, he’s been so great to me. But I shake my head, no room in here for feelings. I rush out the house and get sick off the porch. I wipe my mouth on my sleeve and keep going.

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I knew he would find me and he did. I did think I would have more time before he caught up to me, but that was foolish of me. Now I am pinned against the wall trying to breathe between the blows to my face and ribs as he alternates. Even with his weaker side as the punching arm I can feel each punch rattle my brain or my ribs. The right hand pinning me to the wall is clamped around my throat so tight I can’t really breathe. The iron bars in my throat that should be my vocal cords feel like they will snap under the pressure. I can feel every bruise as it begins to form on my skin. I know exactly where each one will be by tomorrow. If I make it to tomorrow, which it doesn’t seem likely.

At some point I lose track of all that he is screaming at me and focus instead on what I can still feel. Most of my body is totally numb and I can’t feel much anymore. I try to focus my thoughts on a few small inches of body at a time in order to stay awake and to take stock of my injuries so far. It takes a lot of focus, I start with each toe and make it almost to my hips before I can’t keep my thoughts together anymore. My brain is swimming and I stop fighting the urge to stay awake.

I can’t tell what’s real and what’s not anymore but I think I hear a voice over Mark’s shouting. And then my body hits the floor and his hand releases my throat. I try to pull as much air into my lungs as I can now that it’s not cut off but my throat feels swollen and only quick gasps seem possible. As soon as I get the air in my lungs it immediatly is forced back out by uncontrollable coughing.

I lay there trying not to die and try to glance around the room from where I fell, I can’t really see, my eyes are watering and at least one is already swollen. Through what I feel like must be my good eye, I think I see several bodies dressed like cholos and I close my eyes again head on the floor. How did they know where I am? The longer I lay there the shorter the coughing fits seem to be and the more air I seem to be able to take in.

Once my brain has cleared a little bit I start the inventory of feeling again. I restart at my toes and make my way up my body. I manage to inventory the whole thing this time. Good news, well I guess good news, I have feeling everywhere but most of the feeling is pain. At some point I will have to move but I am still too tired, splayed out on the floor, I can take a little rest, just a nap, and when I wake I can deal with it.

But just as I resign myself to sleep I hear a voice I am sure is Oscar far away. “Fuck, fuck” he screams and I feel the pounding of his feet across the floor as he gets closer. “Fuck,” he sounds close like he’s right on top of me. I open my eyes to glance up at him. “Fuck, princessa” he’s hovering over me like he’s not sure how to approach me.

I close my eyes again, trying to summon the energy to sit up and meet his gaze. “Goddammit no, come on princessa,” he says cradling the back of my head, he touches me gently but firmly. “I got you” he says as he moves my arms and legs into a position he can pick up off the floor. He holds my more injured side against his body so he can grip my body tighter to hold me up on the less injured side.

Without thinking too much about it I turn my head into his chest as the silent tears pour down my face. The day has caught up to me. Not only is my body on fire but all the shellshock of coming back into contact pours out of me and I lean into Oscar’s black wife beater tank. I must be pretty bad off if he’s letting Cesar drive the car to the hospital, he’s not even 16 I think to myself. He passes me off to Sad Eyes who then passes me off again to Oscar inside the car and climbs into the front seat. Oscar seems hesitant to touch me and when I open my eyes again he’s staring at me with the most furious look I have ever seen. His hand is hovering over my body. I guide it to the top of my head on the right side, that part of me seems to be the least painful. When I place his hand there he immediately sets to rubbing small comforting circles there. I close my eyes again and focus on his touch. Despite all the pain and tension in my body I drift off to sleep and when I wake again I am alone.

Read Part 4 Here

#Oscar Diaz Imagine #Oscar Diaz x Reader #On My Block Imagine #OMB Imagine #Oscar Diaz #Spooky Diaz #Spooky Diaz Imagine #spooky diaz x reader #Oscar Imagine #Spooky Imagine

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pitterpatterpies · 4 years

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If you get this, answer with 3 random facts about yourself and send it to the last 7 blogs in your notifications, anonymously or not! Let's get to know the person behind the blog 💕

Goddammit destiny I don’t have any facts 😂

Hmmm okay

Does that count as 4? Look I have an extra 😊

Okay okay

Um I tried to ask my bf for help because I’m literally the most boring person ever

But he says 1. I can sing but like I’m not like amazing or anything 😂 I just learned how to hold notes proper cause I was trained classically in piano when I was a kid

2. I used to work with a dog trainer who was trained under Cesar Milan! It was really awesome and I loved to learn about dog behaviour! Even worked with a dog who was half wolf 😊

3. I can’t think of anything else so idk I’ve talked about this before so it’s not that cool, but I was in a buzzfeed article once? For this short HP headcanon I wrote haha

Anyways I’m a boring human being hahaha thanks for sending though @wxstedhexrt 😘😘

#meet pies

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deafblindshorty · 5 years

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My Fave OITNB Moments

Piper screaming when she sees Alex at Litchfield

Taystee trading some supplies for a strand of Piper’s hair

Taystee and Flaca fighting over ice cream

The tampon sandwich

Pretty much every Paystee moment

Pennsatucky wanting to hang a giant wooden cross on the ceiling on the chapel and it ends up breaking the ceiling which causes Pornstache to yell at her.

Alex secretly giving Piper a piece of cornbread

The chicken chase/hunt

The WAC election (”Just like high school”)

The inmates scaring the juvies (or trying to)

The Christmas program auditions

The Christmas program itself

The Fight (You know the one)

The inmates dancing/partying and Boo getting down

The Thirsty Bird painting

Piper hugging Alex after Trisha died to annoy Healy

Piper talking to Lolly about almost killing Pennsatucky

The job fair

The Golden Girls plotting to kill Vee

Tasliz mistakenly shivving someone thinking it was Vee

“Okay, I know she fruity pebbles, but...”

Rosa killing Vee

Red greasing the oven and Gina burning herself (I’m sorry, but it was funny)

Daya’s mean comics about the prison staff

Piper annoying her mother by talking about dating girls

“By the way, someone did rat you out. It was Boo.” (That whole scene in the bathroom)

Caputo catching Pornstache doing Daya

Two of the COs (I forgot their names) bribing the hunger strikers with pizza and Angie and Leanne giving in.

Sister Ingalls and Sophia’s friendship

Norma getting revenge on Vee for attacking Red and Gloria helping her

Alex kissing Pennsatucky as payback for sending Piper to SHU

Maxwell and Bell taking Pennsatucky with them when shopping

The pinata not having any candy in it.

Poussey saving Brook

Chang’s entire flashback episode

The Lake (aka the Calm Before the Storm)

Gloria’s abusive ex-boyfriend getting burned to death in that small room

Pennsatucky making fun of Vee and Suzanne nearly “potato-ing” her

Nicky and her friends trying to steal a cab

Red punching someone’s tit

Cesar’s house being raided by the DEA

Cindy and Alison’s little war

Cindy trying to get a picture with Judy King

The Peaceful Protest turned tragedy

Red trying to stop Dwight’s snoring

The start of the riot

Either Dixon or Luschek trying to get Stratman to pee (that was funny!)

Cindy walking down the dimly lit halls encountering Flaritza and the prank phone call from the methheads.

Boosatucky’s friendship

The skinheads, Yoga, and Anita making Judy’s life miserable during the riot

Alex and Piper playing house during the riot

Piper’s conversation with her mom

Cindy and Janae preventing Suzanne from getting to Taystee with a dead Humps

Cindy singing Suzanne to sleep

Trisha’s memorial

Poussey’s memorial (”Oh, shit, it’s a grief-off”)

Piper proposing to Alex

“One, two...” (Scene change) “...Three years without a pap smear...”

Frieda shooting the guards with “poison” in order for them to let her and a few other inmates out.

The hostage situation (Red’s family) and the rescue

Lorna realizes she’s pregnant

Maureen and Suzanne coming up with ways to kill Humps

Suzanne’s hallucinations in Ad Seg

Red trying to get the message out about Piscatella

Vauseman’s reuinion

Taystee’s and Tamika’s flashback

Max Flava radio show

The ending kickball game

Vauseman wedding

Chatty Cathy’s commentary and pretending to be murdered or something

Taystee beating Badison up

Sophia’s ending

Blanca and Diablo’s ending

All of the Nicky/Shani scenes

Flaca helping Maritza and convincing Gloria to help, too

Suzanne helping Pennsatucky study

Aleida going ape**** on that pedophile

Aleida killing(?) Daya

Cindy getting out and reuniting with her mom and daughter

Suzanne taking peoples’ pudding and someone just saying “Goddammit.”

Domestic!Cindy!

Flaca continuing to prank Clitvack

Chang’s sudden appearance in the finale

Piper getting her life back together and ending up with Alex

The cameos of former Litchfield inmates

Cindy working on healing her relationship with her family

#orange is the new black

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knightshade-ships · 5 years

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The fourth way to say “I love you”

I have a lot of Alezio content sitting around. I...should probably write some more stuff for my other ships.

Pairing: Alezio

“Instead of saying ‘thank you’ or ‘see you soon’ or ‘drive safe’. Because no matter what, it’ll mean the same thing.”

Things had definitely improved once Ezio had gotten the Apple back from the Borgia’s grasp. Not necessarily easier—they still had to ensure they were careful—but definitely better. The Assassins had already been doing well with chipping away at the Borgia’s influence, slowly but surely driving the Templars back out of Rome’s districts. Their progress had only sped up with the Apple back under their control, and now it made their steady siege seem more like a brutal, sudden assault. They were close to the end, so close a few might have sworn they could taste it. But they weren’t done quite yet.

This was why they were awake so early, preparing for another day. Ezio was off to see Claudia; apparently she’d gotten word of Cesare’s movements, and the Assassin was off to disrupt his meeting. It wouldn’t do for Cesare to successfully petition for help taking back Rome, after all.

As for Alexis, she had business in a few of the other districts. Nothing quite as flashy, but important nonetheless.

“How long have you been awake?” Ezio’s voice caught her off guard, and it took her a moment to process what exactly he’d said. She blinked over at him with bleary eyes before sluggishly returning to donning her robes.

“Not long enough. Why?” His footsteps were quiet; she didn’t notice he’d moved until he was right next to her, fingers gently wrapping around her waist.

“You seem to be trying to wear your hidden blade backwards.” He smiled, laughing softly. Alexis glanced down at her forearm in confusion before heaving a sigh.

“Goddammit,” Ezio’s hands closed around the straps before she could move to readjust them, slipping the vambrace off and turning it the right way around.

“Are you sure you should be going today?” He asked, fastening the buckles around his partner’s arm.

“I just need a minute to actually wake up, I’ll be fine once that happens. Besides, I’m not letting you have all the fun.” They both laughed before Ezio’s eyes flickered to where the Apple sat, wrapped in a pouch and seeming like nothing more than an unassuming bauble.

“…It’s more trouble than it’s worth,” Alexis murmured, smile fading. “And it’s worth a lot.”

“I know.”

“Promise you’ll be careful with it.” Ezio turned back towards Alexis, a soft expression on his face as he locked eyes with her.

“Always, bella.” Alexis nodded firmly, seeming like she was trying to convince herself that this was a satisfactory answer.

“I love you,” she said, trying to figure out what else to say. Be careful, be safe, come back to me or so help me God…it had all sounded like so much of a lecture in her head. Those three words seemed to do a better job of saying all of what she meant.

That, and she had to admit, it felt good to say. Even if it was just between the two of them.

Ezio tilted her chin up with two fingers, gently tugging her into a warm kiss.

“I love you too, Alexis.”

#knight's writing #ship: Alezio

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ghoultyrant · 7 years

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FoZ Notes 7

Aaand we’re back.

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Louise says a bunch of stuff about glorious honorable deaths. Saito thinks she doesn't mean it. She claims that no, she doesn't really mean it, but "it has to be this way" because they're at war and anyway she's more bothered by Saito being depressed. So she's still more comfortable with death than a lot of people. The narrator goes on to confirm that okay yes she feels bad for the dead but not THAT bad because yes they did at least die with honor.

"Hugging a familiar isn't done due to status difference". Horseshit.

Oh wait those guys aren't dead. Pretty blatant that Cromwell revived them. Magic checks are done just in case Albion is laying a trap, but apparently Void Andvari zombies don't register to such checks? [Future note: We never ever get a proper explanation of what happened here. I think the intent is that Tiffania found them, nursed them back to health somehow, and then neuralized them, which makes no sense as Tiffania could not possibly have addressed the injuries these jackasses suffered, but FoZ is not exactly the height of consistency or logic so I suspect this nonsensical explanation really is the intent]

Oh my god the zombies think Saito is strange for mourning them I love these guys.

Aaaaand now we're contradicting the idea that dragon riders are people with dragon familiars. And asserting that they're all Wind affinity and flying familiars are normal for that.

Introduced to Julio Cesar, a Romalian priest with eyes of two colors who makes moves on Louise. Unprecedentedly good dragon rider, supposedly no magic. [Future note: My vibe from the word go was “way too Mary Sue”. Initially I thought he would be a temporary character and thus was tolerant of his presence. Nope. And he gets far, far worse]

Tristain intends to give Germania some of Albion's territory once they win, and intends to find someone of royal blood to reinstate the Albionese monarchy. The former seems... impractical. [Future note: Once this war is over, Albion’s situation drops off the face of the planet. The fact that Albion ought to resent being split down the middle like this, the tendency for real countries to resent leadership installed by outsiders, and all the other problems with this situation? Irrelevant! Ugh]

Romalia is helping against Albion because Reconquistador's agenda basically threatens the legitimacy of the Pope's authority.

The illusion spell can be used for scouting utility. [Reader note: In the sense that Louise can reconstruct what she remembers looking at to provide a high level of detailed information to people more quickly than words would provide]

Albion is defending at least Saxe-Gothe with orcs, trolls, "demi-humans". One line in Baka-Tsuki's translation calls orcs demons, so possibly the demons to the east are just monsters. [Future note: No]

Cromwell is perfectly happy to take food from Saxe-Gotha's citizens to deny the invaders food, on the expectation they will end up feeding the citizens instead. He intends to blame the non-human forces, is fine with losing the city to revolt, and also intends to poison the water supply with Void magic somehow.

Cromwell can mass-revive the dead with his ring. He stole the ring from the Water Spirits with the help of Sheffield and Gallian "mage knights". Also, Cromwell has no magic himself. [See?]

We get introduced to Wind Stones properly, at last. [Reader note: We heard about them in regard to airships before, but “they exist” and “they are relevant to flight” was the extent of our information] The Ring of Andvari is a Water magic artifact, not a Void magic one. Something about concentrated magic like this being Void's enemy. [Future note: Wait, what? Ugh, another thing that never gets properly explained or brought up again] Ominous foreshadowing that the Ring of Andvari does more than just raise the dead. Also, it's used up a little bit with each casting.

Still not clear what non-Wind dragons have over Wind Dragons. I thought it was fire breath, but nope. [Reader note: That is, Wind Dragons can breathe fire, too]

Implication that Gandalfr power comes from feelings aimed at the master.

"Medal of White Hair Soul". What the fuck? [Reader note: A medal being awarded to people for valor in combat et al. I really hope Baka-Tsuki is badly botching the translation here]

Louise being jealous of Guiche because he's getting praised for his accomplishments by family.

Detailed images of Brimir are considered disrespectful... oh, and nobody really knows what he looked like anyway.

Founder's Festival AKA Not Christmas, in which even war gets put on hold. It's a new year festival. 10 days long. [Future note: We never hear about this ever again, even though it’s a major event and the story goes on for years]

No wine in Albion. Just beer and tea. Where do they get the tea from?...

Siesta is related to Scarron. Goddammit. Jessica -Scarron's daughter- is also of Japanese descent, apparently from her mother. (So a daughter of Siesta's grandfather)Straight black hair is rare in Halkeginia.

Claim from Louise, backed by the narrator, that Henrietta's goal is revenge for Wales' death.

Louise being about Honor And Duty again. Don't insult honor around her. "No honor->not a noble->not me" Says she would gladly die for her country if it was called for.

The rings are clear for Wind, blue for Water, brown for Earth. Supposedly made from Brimir's blood. All called rubies. Gallia has Earth. Supposedly Romalia had Fire, but they lost it, purportedly because of Tristain. [Future note: We eventually discover Colbert has the Fire one. We also eventually discover that Romalia has another one because, yes, there’s actually 4]

Julio Cesar isn't jerkface's real name. He calls himself it after a great Romalian leader, Totally Not Julius Caesar. [Future note: The author seems to forget this, as we never find out what his real name is or anything] Julio is an orphan.

Gallia has the highest population in Halkeginia. Capitol is named Lutece. Palace is called Versailles. Has a big garden. Royal family's blue hair is super-unusual, making everyone at the Academy a Moron. [Reader note: Well, actually, it makes the author a moron, but in-universe you have to assume the Academy students are all idiots, as they genuinely had no idea, even while guessing she must be a bastard because she wouldn’t talk about her history!] Current Gallian king is shit at magic, named Joseph. [Future note: This is a semi-decent foreshadowing that he’s a Void user] Chess lover. Lover of miniatures in general. Is either out of touch with reality or pretending very effectively. [Future note: This out-of-touch aspect of his character goes away fairly soon, replaced by Some Men Just Want To See The World Burn. No, it’s not character development, nor is he throwing off pretensions of craziness. He just changes for no reason]

ANOTHER goddamn Ring of Andvari in the mountains of Saxe-Gotha. [Reader note: No explanation of how Sheffield knew it was there. No, we never get one. No, it doesn’t make sense in context of later information. This is literally the plot happening because fuck you the author said so] And hints Sheffield is a Void user. [Future note: Close, past me! She’s a familiar to a Void user] She does some kind of mass mind control by melting this Ring into the water supply. [Future note: This is never properly explained, on any level]

An idiot covering his retreat by sacrificing Louise. Ugh. The retreat is caused by the bullshit mass mind control.

Julio knows Saito is Gandalfr somehow. [Future note: This actually does make sense, kind of, eventually]

Gandalfr is a load of anime horseshit. [Reader note: In the ‘I swing so fast nobody saw the sword move’ and ‘I can jump superhigh and run superfast and so on’ school of anime horseshit. Saito is operating well beyond plausible peak human potential]

Derflinger has some vague upper limit on his ability to absorb magic. With absorbed magical power he can take control of his master because shut up. [Future note: Say it with me, children. This never crops up again]

Haha Gallia fucks over Albion instead, unceremoniously killing Cromwell.

Infodump:

"The left hand of God is Gandálfr, the ferocious shield of the lord. His left hand wields a large sword and his right hand wields a long spear, protecting me with endless vigilance. The right hand of God is Vindalfr, the kind-hearted flute of the lord. He dominates all beasts of life, leading me through earth, sky, and water. The mind of God is Myoznitnirn, the book that carries the crystallization of thought. It carries all knowledge and provides advice whenever I am in need. There is one more person, but remembering its name gives me trouble… Taking the four disciples, I came to this land"

[Reader note: The above is something Tiffania sings. It’s foreshadowing, I guess. I quoted it mostly because it gives of three out of four familiar personal names. And now that I think about it -writing this having completed volume 18- the story still hasn’t gotten to that fourth one]

Tiffania is introduced. Some kind of half-elf who takes care of orphans and Deus Ex Machinas Saito because shut up. [Reader note: Again, she has no extranormal capacity for medical care. Saito is good as new in fairly short order in the following volume, having gotten pretty badly injured here. The author just employs The Power Of Ambiguity And Off-Screen Happenings to let you think this makes sense even though it most certainly does not]

End volume 7.

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In which the author seems to grow bored of this Albion plotline and summarily end it. Oh and Saito ends up separated from Louise, with her led to believe he’s dead.

[Future note: This is not the first time Saito and Louise end up separated. It keeps happening, artificially and nonsensically, and is very much repeating a plot of having Saito and/or Louise conclude that, for some reason, they should be separated, and then concluding that no! They will be together Forever because Love! You know, until the next time the author wants to have relationship drama between the two of them, because quite clearly he has no idea how actual relationships actually work

I’m not exaggerating for comedic effect here. The author does not understand human relationships. This would be a niggling annoyance if the story remained focused on its ‘epic’ plotline, but increasingly Saito and Louise’s relationship is made central to the plot, among other relationships increasingly brought to the fore, so this utter failure is something you can’t just ignore while you enjoy the meat of the story. It’s already been causing problems, and it’s going to get truly awful from hereon]

#Familiar of Zero #Notes #Argh

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