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dessertgeek · 6 months

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The Twitter Mari Lwyd sagas (2019)

So way back in 2019, @seananmcguire and @tkingfisher (and also later @kbspangler) got into a whole poetry/rap battle involving the poor Mari Lwyd (played by Seanan) just trying to get some cheese from Ursula's stores. This went on for a few years, and I can't find transcribed sources, only screenshots.

So, with X/Twitter being What It Is, I wanted a text source to exist. CW for food, alcohol, and all the caps, and full credit to the authors. If you want the original source it's here.

Seanan: WE'RE HERE TO SAY PLEASE WON'T YOU GIVE US SOME CHEESE SOME CHEESE AND SOME BRANDY OR PORT. THIS FESTIVE HORSE SKULL HAS BEEN SHOVED ON A POLE SO GRANT ME YOUR FINEST RETORT.

Ursula: BEGONE WITH YOUR POLE (YOU CAN LEAVE THE NEAT SKULL) DEMANDING MY FOOD IS EXTORTION FOR CHEESE IS QUITE DEAR AND WILL BE WORSE NEXT YEAR AND I CAN’T SPARE YOU EVEN A PORTION

Seanan: IF IT'S HEAD FOR A HEAD, I COULD TAKE YOURS INSTEAD, THAT SEEMS LIKE A TRADE THAT'S QUITE FAIR BUT DECAPITATION REQUIRES CONTEMPLATION, I'D RATHER THAT CHEESE OVER THERE.

Ursula: YOU COME ‘ROUND WITH THE BITS OF A HORSE THAT IS QUITS DEMANDING I GIVE YOU MY CHEDDAR BUT HEY, YOU HAVE SAID, AT LEAST IT’S NOT MY HEAD— I’M SUPPOSED TO THINK THIS IS BETTER!?

Seanan: I AM NOT A QUITTER, NO NEED TO BE BITTER, AND I'D TAKE YOUR GOUDA OR BRIE. YOU ASKED FOR MY HEAD, THINKING THAT SINCE I'M DEAD YOU COULD JUST KIDNAP PIECES OF ME. I HAVE INFINITE TIME AND THE PATIENCE TO RHYME AND I'LL STAND HERE LIMITLESSLY.

Ursula: AND WHAT GIVES YOU THE RIGHT ON NOT-QUITE-LONGEST-NIGHT TO MAKE FREE WITH OTHER PEOPLE’S CHEESES? YOU THINK ‘COS YOU SHOW WITH A WEIRD SKULL IN TOW IT CAN ASK FOR WHATEVER IT PLEASES?

Seanan: THAT'S JUST WHAT I THINK, GIVE ME CHEESE, GIVE ME DRINK, AND I'LL NO MORE CAST DARK ON YOUR DOOR. I'M NO TINSEL OR TREE, I'M CELEBRATORY OF SURVIVAL ON HEATH AND IN MOOR.

Ursula: THERE’S NO HEATH AND NO MOOR BETWEEN HERE AND THE SHORE I COULD MAYBE GET YOU A BOG IN LIEU OF MY BRIE WHICH I’M HOARDING FOR ME WHAT IF—LOOK, SEANAN! A FROG!

Seanan: THAT WAS JUST DIRTY POOL, AND YOU KNOW THERE'S NO RULE THAT SAYS I CAN'T LEAVE AND COME BACK. NOW THERE'S MUD ON MY SHOES I WON'T LET YOU REFUSE THIS FESTIVE DIGESTIVE ATTACK.

Ursula: ALL’S FAIR, SO THEY SAY WHEN CHEESE IS IN PLAY ALTHOUGH I ADMIT TO DECEPTION WHILE YOU CHASED A FROG I SCARFED THAT CHEESE LOG AT PERSONAL COST TO DIGESTION

Seanan: THEN I'LL COME FOR YOUR BOOZE I'M NOT LONGING TO LOSE, AND THIS IS THE HOLIDAY SEASON. I'LL STAND HERE AND SING AS THE MORRIS BELLS RING AND YOUR GUTS CONTEMPLATE CHOOSING TREASON.

Ursula: I’VE NO BRANDY NOR GIN THE SCOTCH STORES ARE THIN BUT OF A SOLUTION I’M THINKIN’ THIS HOUSE’S LIBATION AGAVE’S CREATION WILL NEVERTHELESS GET YOU STINKIN’ IF IT’S BOOZE THAT YOU’RE FOR BONE HORSE FROM THE MOOR IT’S TEQUILA THAT WE WILL BE DRINKIN’

Seanan: WE'LL GET HAMMERED LIKE BOARDS WHEN THE LIQUOR GETS POURED, THEY'LL ASSEMBLE US LIKE WE'RE IKEA. THERE ARE WORSE THINGS TO DO THAN START DRINKING WITH YOU. I'M SO HAPPY THAT I CAME TO SEE YA.

Ursula: I LOVE EVERY ENTITY IN THIS BAR *falls down*

#Mari Lwyd #food #caps #seanan mcguire #ursula vernon #t kingfisher #I think I got all the meter right #May tumblr be okay with this wall o' text #Mari Lwyd Project

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prickly-paprikash · 4 months

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Don't you just hate it when one of the biggest grifters online decides to like a piece of media you like?

Gatekeeping is wrong. Forcing someone to like something in the specific way I interact and consume a piece of media is wrong. Art is meant to be viewed through a multitude of lenses, and each individual will have their own way of interpreting that creation. And that's good. That's fine. That's human.

But when an Anti-Woke Grifter who thinks alcoholism is a really cool personality trait and decides to brand everything about themselves as that; who has historically engaged and criticized films and shows and games and books in bad faith; who has put down women and POC's and Queer representation in media; who is one of the biggest dicks in the online space decides to actually pay attention to an art that is pretty much dipped, coated, laminated, and injected with fucking GAY, ANTI-PATRIARCHAL ENERGY—that's when I get mad.

For those not in the know, Critical Drinker has posted a review for Blue Eye Samurai, saying he likes it.

You know... Blue Eye Samurai?

The show that oozes Queer Wrath? Feminine Rage? Curb-Stomping Toxic Masculinity and the Patriarchy whenever and wherever it can? That Blue Eye Samurai?

See, he's done this before with Arcane.

He says he likes it. Him and his ilk say that, "Finally, the wokies have done something actually good!" and point to Vi and Jinx as strong female characters written well!

But they also say, dang, feels like all the men in that show are idiots and that they had to be dumbed down to make room for the rainbow-haired girlies brigade. Who have all remarked that Vi and Caitlyn's relationship is forced and being shoved down our throats because god forbid women like women!

I got sick of watching his Arcane review halfway, and this was before I knew what a douche Critical Sucker was.

So I ain't watching his Blue Eye Samurai review. Why?

His Glass Onion review was done in bad faith.

I didn't like She-Hulk, but that's because that show was a byproduct of abused VFX animators, creatively bankrupt executives, and writers desperately trying to manage a convoluted shared universe that continues to buckle under its own weight. Political Stinker over here thinks that it's pandering, stupid, feminist garbage. He is one of the biggest Anti-Feminist voices in Youtube.

Him and his incel brigade have an obsession over hating Captain Marvel and Brie Larson. These basement dwelling cucks rant and rave over a mediocre duology and an actress that just lives in their tiny heads rent-free.

He says that they are removing men from leading roles and roles of great importance!

So why would I want to listen to an inebriated libertarian's opinions on a show that has become the show for lesbians, trans mascs, and other lovely brands of gay and feminism that he oh so despises? He'll most likely praise the action and violence and shit like that, then probably say that Mizu and Taigen's homoerotic rivalry isn't gay actually. Or that Mizu and Akemi's narrative foils don't scream enemies-to-sapphics. Or that Mizu, WHO'S NAME MEANS WATER AND HER ENTIRE CHARACTER REVOLVES AROUND FLUIDITY ISN'T IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM FLUID IN HER GENDER AND SEXUALITY.

Fuck. I'm sorry. I don't even care if he doesn't say that. He's made so many disgusting, disparaging remarks about any piece of media that shows an inkling of progressive themes that what else am I supposed to expect?

If anyone watches it and sees this, lemme know. Watching an Anti-Woke bullshit video with just myself is just straight up wading through the desert without proper protection. No thanks.

Anyway watch Blue Eye Samurai again. Because I know you watched it. Watch it again. And again. And when you're done, watch Arcane. Watch She-Ra. Watch Dragon Prince. Castlevania. Watch anything "woke". Consume trans-positive shows. Make all the haters and even the ones who like it but have no ounce of media literacy irrelevant. Let them dry out and die, please.

#blue eye samurai #mizu #mizu blue eye samurai #taigen #akemi #arcane #vi #jinx #castlevania nocturne #castlevania

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shelbystales · 5 months

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Ceramic lessons - Part Six

Cillian Murphy X Reader - Masterlist

Summary: after much insistence from his sister, Cillian attends a ceramics class with her. To his surprise, he feels a connection to the teacher, you. Will this connection go any further or will it be smashed like a bad ceramic project?

Previous parts: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5

Warning: swearing, fluff and Smut

A/n: hey guys! Got a little time to work on my stories. But you should know my computer broke so it’s hard for me to tag people using the app on my phone. As soon as I get it from the store I will add the tag list!

oh and please don’t forget to let me know what you think! Hope you like it.

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After a satisfying round of the Margherita, you and Cillian eagerly anticipated the unique creation you had just placed in the oven.

Cillian retrieved the pizza with a grin, the mischievous spark still dancing in his eyes. He carefully sliced it, and you marveled at the colorful medley of ingredients.

"Here goes nothing," he said, serving you a slice of the unconventional masterpiece as you smiled at him.

You took a bite, and a burst of flavors exploded in your mouth. The combination of Gouda and Brie with artichoke hearts, zucchini, and mushrooms created a symphony of tastes that surprised and delighted your taste buds. You couldn't help but let out a surprised laugh, thoroughly enjoying the culinary adventure.

"This is amazing!" you exclaimed between bites, savoring the unconventional yet delicious combination.

“It sure is” he agreed, surprised while taking another bite and you both continued with a light-hearted conversation.

With both pizzas now devoured, you lingered at the dining table, sipping wine and enjoying the easy conversation that flowed between you, the atmosphere in Cillian's cozy home became even more intimate.

Cillian leaned back in his chair, a contented smile playing on his lips. "I have to admit, this might be the most interesting pizza I've ever had. And the company is even better," he remarked, his eyes locking onto yours.

You chuckled, feeling a warmth spreading through you. "I'm glad we decided to get creative. It gave it a special touch."

Cillian reached across the table, his fingers gently intertwining with yours. "Speaking of special touches," he began, his tone softening, "there's one more thing I have in mind for tonight."

Your curiosity piqued, and you raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Do tell."

Cillian's gaze held a glint of excitement as he stood up, extending a hand toward you. "How about we take this to the living room? I've got a little surprise for you."

Intrigued, you nodded and placed your hand in his, allowing him to lead you to the adjacent living room.

The soft glow of ambient lighting and the inviting warmth of the fireplace welcomed you as you entered the room. Cillian guided you to his cozy leather sofa.

“What are you planning?” you asked, a mischievous smile crossing your cheeks

Cillian chuckled, his eyes filled with playful mystery. "Ah, now that would ruin the surprise, wouldn't it? You'll just have to wait and see. Well, actually no. Can you close your eyes please?"

“Close my eyes?” you asked surprised and he nodded “Jesus you are making me nervous”

“No need” he gave you an adorable smile a gentle peck

“Ah, what the hell” you said and closed your eyes.

“No peeking, eeh?” he warned and you nodded

With your eyes closed, he caressed your cheek and helped you sit on the cold sofa before leaving.

The gentle rustling of fabric and the soft padding of footsteps around you heightened the mystery. Cillian's voice, soothing and warm, broke the silence after some time.

"Okay..." you felt him sitting next to you.

“Can I open them now?” you asked smiling, your eyes still closed

“No,” he said, his tone velvety and his voice way closer than you thought

You felt a lingering touch on your right cheek as he gently tucked a stray of your hair behind your ear. The next thing you felt was his soft and wet lips on your cheek.

“hmm, am I the dessert, Mrs Murphy?” you asked, making him chuckle “I have no problem with that, so you know” You opened one of your eyes slightly, to see his desired smile.

“Close it” he ordered and you did it right away, feeling your body warm up to his tone.

He lightly traced his fingers along your jawline, leaving a tingling sensation in their wake. With your eyes closed, you let yourself fully immerse in the moment.

"I've been thinking," Cillian's voice was a soft whisper, "that some moments are meant to be savored, and this... this is one of them."

You couldn't help but smile at the gentle words. His fingers continued their dance, trailing down to your neck, creating a delicate caress that made your breath catch. The room seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you in a cocoon of warmth and closeness.

Your arousal started to grow, a tingling sensation building up between your legs.

Cillian's lips brushed against your ear, his warm breath sending tingles through you.

“Open your mouth” he whispered

You hesitated for a moment, the unexpected request adding a touch of playful mystery to the atmosphere. Slowly, you complied, parting your lips slightly in anticipation.

Something a bit cold met your lips as you took a bite, surprisingly a burst of flavors exploded in your mouth, sweet and sour, and you couldn't help but let out a soft sound of pleasure.

“Hmmm, that's an unexpected delight," you continued, savoring the lingering sweetness on your taste buds. The combination was like a harmonious melody, leaving you thoroughly enchanted.

Cillian grinned, clearly pleased with your reaction.

"Glad you enjoyed it," he murmured, his voice a gentle caress. You could feel his gaze lingering on you, even with your eyes closed.

“What was that?” You asked opening your eyes and seeing he had a box of beautiful truffles on top of the table

“You weren’t supposed to open your eyes yet,” he said chuckling

“Oh, sorry” You closed your eyes right away, making his chuckle a bit louder.

Surprisingly the next thing you felt was his lips on yours. The taste of the sweet and sour delight still lingered on your lips, blending seamlessly with the newfound warmth of his kiss.

His hand rested on your legs caressing it gently yet eagerly. As he pulled back, you couldn't help but smile, the playfulness of the moment adding to the already enchanting atmosphere.

"I guess this is another surprise?" You smiled and opened your eyes again. this time, Cillian didn't object.

He chuckled, his eyes reflecting a mix of amusement and affection. "Consider it a bonus surprise. Truffles and a stolen kiss."

“Did you make this?” You pointed to the truffles as you inspected the sweets

“Oh, no” he smiled “I bought it” he chuckled “... I don’t really know how to cook anything sweet”

You chuckled at his admission, appreciating his honesty. "Well, buying these truffles was a wonderful choice. They're absolutely divine."

Cillian grinned, looking genuinely pleased. "I'm glad you think so. Sometimes, leaving it to the experts is the way to go."

you reached forward to get another truffle “Was this the one I had?”

He nodded and you took a new one, and it surprised you as the flavor was even better than the one you just had.

Cillian admired you as you took the bite, looking lost on your lips. You smiled and offered him the other half of the truffle. He accepted with a smile as you fed him. The way he looked at you as you shared the sweet seemed to set fire to your body.

Feeling the heat take over, you moved to sit on top of him, both your legs on his sides. Your lips met his desperately.

His hands rested on your waist, encouraging you to move your hips.

“You know, you look so fucking sexy with those pants,” he said, his hands lowering to grab a hold of your asscheeks and pulling you close to his body firmly. His touch felt intoxicating and exhilarating.

“Yeah?” you asked out of breath and he nodded “Want to rip it off of me?”

“Desperately” he answered quickly making you chuckle and bite your underlip

He worked the buttons of your pants before moving on top of you, making you lay your back on the couch. Thanks to the light fabric of your pants, as he ripped it off it slid off your body as if it was made of butter… and that was fucking sexy.

He took off his sweater and moved on top of you, kissing you desperately. Now squeezing your bare asscheeks.

You could feel his bulge in his pants as you pushed yourself against him. You could feel yourself getting so wet for him, wetter and wetter as you rubbed yourself against his groin.

“Fuck…” he started out of breath “Want to move this to my room? Or are you comfortable here?” he asked

“Here, just fuck me right here,” you said out of breath

“Yes ma’am” he smiled and helped you out of your shirt, following to get rid of his pants next.

Once your breasts were free he just firmly grabbed them, kissing and twisting your nipples.

He took your nipple out of his mouth to smile and move his mouth through your abs to your panties.

He wasted no time before getting rid of your underwear and slipped his fingers through your folds.

“Oh shit” you moaned closing your eyes as he slid two of his fingers inside of you. He took your clit to his lips, kissing and sucking at it.

You moved your hands inside his briefs and stroked him with a firm and gentle hand, until he moved his cock out of your hands.

“Fuck, I can't wait anymore. I need you” he said, freeing himself from his briefs and quickly put on a condom

“I’m so fucking wet for you, cill… fuck” you moaned

“Oh, I can tell” he had a cocky smile on his face as he lined himself with your entrance.

He didn't tease you like the last time. No, this time with one confident move, he slid inside of you, filling you completely.

You moaned as he slid in and out of you. The pounding of your bodies making the couch squeak in rhythm.

His speed increased and so did the intensity of his thrusts.

“Oh yes… fuck yes” you moaned, enjoying the intensity but yet, feeling he could do better “Harder” you pleaded “fuck me harder”.

Like magic, his moves increased. His hand grasped around your throat, putting the right amount of pressure before kissing you.

“Rub yourself, y/n. Come for me” he purred in your ear.

Like a good girl, you complied. You took your fingers to your clit and rubbed it, making your orgasm fast approach.

You clenched your walls against his cock as the first spasms of orgasm spread through your womb and outwards. The feeling of your muscles squeezing around him made him shudder and groan.

With a swift movement, he turned your body, making your belly rest against the sofa back, and started fucking you from behind.

With one of his hands, he gathered your hair and wrapped it around his fist like a rope, holding your head back. His other hand was grabbing at your asscheeks firmily, giving it an occasional slap once in awhile

Your moans filled his house and his ears, serving as fuel to his intense thrusts.

He groaned and dragged you up into him by your hair, pulling you close to his body as he pumped a little harder, a little deeper.

You could feel he was close. His breathing was erratic and his thrusts started to lose their rhythm

You whined and pushed back harder on him, hoping to put him on edge. he wrapped his hand around your throat and released the grip on your hair to find your clit.

You moaned approvingly

“You like that, hm?”

“I do, oh… yes I do” you moaned

His moves on your already sensitive clit quickly sent you over the edge. You moaned loudly feeling your body melt into his, glad to have him behind you to support you as this orgasm took away your senses for a second.

You could hear him moaning in your ear as he was also enjoying his release.

As soon as you both got down from your highs, you both settled onto the couch. Nestling against his warm and sweaty body as the room suddenly felt cooler. He embraced you, resting his head on yours.

"Tonight was incredible," he expressed.

"Absolutely," you replied with a smile, snuggling closer to him.

"Want to take a shower?" he offered.

"Oh, I would enjoy that," you agreed.

The two of you reluctantly untangled from your cozy position on the couch and made your way to the bathroom.

Stepping into the warm shower together, the sensation was both refreshing and intimate.

He reached for the shower gel, a mischievous grin on his face."Allow me," he said, pouring a small amount onto his hands.

His touch was gentle as he started to lather the soap over your shoulders, his fingers creating soothing circles.

You couldn't help but giggle at the ticklish sensation. "Easy there, you might turn me on"

He chuckled, his laughter joining yours. "Wouldn't that be a sight?" he kissed your soapy shoulder

"Your turn. Let me return the favor." you said after some time enjoying his touch.

You took the shower gel, and with a grin, you started to lather it over his shoulders. As you did, he let his head down and let a pleasure sigh

"You have a hidden talent for massage," he said, your hands moving in gentle, circular motions.

“People do say I know how to use my hands,” you said and he turned to look at you

“Oh “people” say?” he copied you, his soapy hands holding your waist and pulling you close to him

“Feeling jealous Mister?” you gave him a coy smile.

“Should I?” he asked and you shook your head

“You probably should know… you are the only person I am currently going out with” you said, feeling unsure if you were oversharing.

“Good, me too,” he said with a smile before kissing you, and you felt your heartbeat calmer

As you were both drying up, he looked at his wristwatch and asked, “hey, it’s late. Do you want to sleep over?”

“What time is it?” You asked drying your back

“One in the morning” he answered

“Oh, Jesus. Time flew by” you smiled “don’t you mind if I sleep here?”

“No, I actually would like it if you did” he smiled, the towel was now wrapped around his waist as he got closer to you.

“Ok, can I borrow some clothes?” You asked and he nodded, kissing you.

“Yes, gotta admit I’ve been wanting to see you with one of my shirts” he admired making you smile.

As you got to bed together, you both could keep your hands to yourself and another round of intense sex led to another quick shower before you both fell asleep.

Cillian was a cuddler, that's for sure. He didn't let go of you the entire night. Even though that's not your thing, it felt nice.

You woke up with an annoying ringtone. You shifted in bed and watched Cillian wake up and give you a quick kiss

“Whats that noise?” you asked a bit lost and annoyed

“My landline” he answered, standing up

“People still have that?” you asked covering your face with your hands and he gave a sleepy chuckle

“Go back to sleep, it's early” he said as he left the room.

Looking around you couldn't find your phone and assumed you left it downstairs.

You turned in bed and checked the time on Cill’s alarm and it was almost 8 am. Assuming you went to sleep after 3 am…. You most definitely should continue to sleep, but you had to start your class in an hour so you got up and went downstairs to find Cillian.

He was sitting in the sofa, a hand on his forehead as he nervously looked at his phone.

“Hey… Is everything ok?” you asked approaching him

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he-was-number-wan · 4 months

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First creation of the new year! I present The League of Pear Own Burger, inspired by the burger of the day in S14E03 of Bob’s Burgers. A bison patty on a toasted bun with arugula, brie, bacon, and caramelized pears. Go check out my Instagram if you’re interested in seeing what else I put together this year!

#started this Instagram to try and encourage myself to be more creative this year #Joseph cooks #burger #Bob’s Burgers

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celine-song · 4 months

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A YEAR IN REVIEW: CREATIONS OF 2023

Post your favorite and most popular post from each month this year. I was tagged by @katherines, @talesfromthecrypts and @madeline-kahn thank you friends 💖

JANUARY

most popular: The Boy, the Mole, the Fox and the Horse

favorite: M3gan i love the pink tilt on this one

FEBRUARY

most popular: Alison Brie and Danny Pudi in Somebody I Used to Know (glad it reached the intended audience sdkvnsdjkfvn)

favorite: City of God

MARCH

most popular: Black Panther: Wakanda Forever

favorite: Swarm

APRIL

most popular: to wong foo

favorite: same and also crash

DECEMBER

most popular: saltburn (funnily enough the second most popular is the talented mr ripley sdjkvnsdjkfvn)

favorite: linda linda linda it turned out sooooo cute

tagging @muldery @rachmcadams @luke-skywalkrs @cardvngreenbriar @yellenabelova

#tag game #the barbie + tarkovsky month kinda took me out

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librarycomic · 9 months

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Fox Point's Own Gemma Hopper by Brie Spangler. Alfred A. Knopf / RH Graphic, 2023. 9780593428498. 263pp. https://www.powells.com/book/-9780593428498?partnerid=34778&p_bt

Gemma is a six-foot-tall thirteen-year-old who lives in the shadow of her brother, fourteen-year-old Teddy, a baseball star who everyone believes is destined for the major leagues. Since her mother left she's also the one taking care of the house and her younger twin brothers while their father works two jobs. She regularly pitches to Teddy, too, so he can get in extra batting practice before leaving to play with the prestigious All-Atlantic team. But one day Gemma has had it, and instead of throwing easy pitches across home plate, she strikes Teddy out. He's horrified because he feels like he's never allowed to fail. But as video of the strikeout goes viral Teddy offers to help her practice pitching in hopes that if she's amazing, they'll have a unique appeal to baseball scouts together. Along with some friend drama at school and homework drama of her own creation, Gemma seems to have been pushed beyond caring about anything -- and that's the moment she may have a giant opportunity, baseball-wise, if she chooses to pursue it.

Spangler's art and writing are both equally great and (minor spoiler) I love the way her brother and father support Gemma in the end.

#bookreview #picturebooks #graphicnovelreview #yagraphicnovel #baseball #siblings

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theimperiumchronicles · 2 months

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Happy STS! Today I have a riddle: what comes first? The title or the story? 🤭 To expand, I'd love to hear the creation order of one (or several) of your stories. Did you think of characters first? Plot? World? What was the final piece?

Hi sweetheart!!

I can tell you that title ALWAYS comes last. Characters ALWAYS show up first and they tell me the plot...their names sometimes are known when they show up, and sometimes not.

Now for a few of how they showed up....

@theimperiumchronicles

The name has changed...uh...ummm...five times on this one...

This one has a LOOOOOOOOONG history....

Way back in 2001 my friends and I were roleplayers. We did multi-paragraph roleplay in storyform. It would read like a story, not just actions of the characters. Brie was born then. She was a lot different back then. Then in 2014, "Sanctuary - The Society" was formed. Brie, Cruz, Talon, Dez, and Talia were part of that group along with a few others who I don't write. Except for Brie, the others were written by my friends. I continue their characters w/their permission. This is when they started morphing into their current form.

In 2018, they left roleplaying...I continued. I changed the name of the story. I changed it again in 2019. In 2022 when I came here, I changed it for the final time to The Imperium Chronicles based on the name of the realm where most of the stories are based. The stories you are reading now can be traced alllll the way back to those started back in 2014. Those stories are the canon backstory of today's stories.

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@the-andromeda-effect

I watch a lot of crime family dramas. The idea for the plot came with the characters. The characters even showed up with their face claims. When it came to their names, they knew what they wanted them to mean, we just had to go find them. I love mythology and symbolism. As I was thinking about the story and the plot, it reminded me some of the story of Andromeda and Persius.

@devil-in-the-details-ay

This one started with a prompt

Now, the quotes here will never be used, but it got me thinking...."what if Death was in a relationship?" Then all of a sudden POOF...I had Death and his wife....and they came with the whole scenario of how they got together. Then came the symbolism in all of it. The name is also a play on words. The old saying "The Devil Is In The Details", and that is true for the story. While the literal Devil/Lucifer includes details in the contract of their forced marriage, there are details of Yara's life that will not only indict Lucifer and those who helped him...and also who indicate who she truly is. @battlegroundofdreams

For this one the name is pretty straightforward and game straight out of the plot. Once again the characters showed up for this one with their plot in hand and it came from mythology and from working on some other things and researching. And a "what if" that I started thinking on. The characters even came with their names this time, so all 3 happened at the same time.

@magical-mistakes-vm

This one was pretty easy. Again this one started with a prompt.

I did rephrase this in the first chapter of the story. As soon as I read the prompt, Vollrath and Mahala appeared in my head...again, their names would come later. The whole story started playing out...and the name of the WIP came at almost the same time because they make a serious of mistakes....

@behindthesemasks

This wasn't the first name of this WIP. The chapters I'm posting now were written a few years ago and I made changes much later in the story that require me to fix earlier chapters, which is why it's taking longer to post them. The characters, FC, and names came back in 2018. The name came recently and is because they repeatedly reference the reality of who people are behind the figurative masks they wear to hide who they truly are.

@princess-of-thieves-id

Obviously this one kind of got turned on it its head. She hates Diyan, and loves the knight that helped her escape. Although the pirates on Diyan's ship eventually fall in love with her. There is still the possibility of a thrupple, but Arik growls whenever I consider this and Inara rolls her eyes. So, at the moment that is a hard NO... Inara is a Princess and the pirates are thieves...so the name was pretty obvious.

@tapperhet-em

Meeri and her boys showed up with their story just randomly as I was working on something for Imperium. I originally considered incorporating them into Imperium but they did not like that idea. They are too human and did not want to be paranormal/supernatural. Meeri and Einar had seen their names in my Pinterest and knew them, the others I had to find. Lorcan knew his FC and Melba knew her name.

Tapperhet in English means Valor. It is Finish, which is the same language that all of their names are from. Since all of the guys were knights it just seemed to fit and I felt it was perfect

@whileyouwait-dm

This one came out of a screw up in automation of something at my work. It was nothing serious, but with all of the talk of AI and the "rise of the machines"...and for some reason my OC's happening to deal w/the afterlife and magic...my brain went to "what would happen if there was an algorithm that sorted souls when they died". Then "what if it fucked up". Then "what would happen to a pure soul in hell". And...here we are! LOL The name obviously is a reference to Djall finding something for Miriana to do while she waits for him to find out where she was supposed to go...or at least how she ended up there really.

@mystsoftime

This was part of Anna's backstory from Imperium that got dropped when I brought her to Imperium. It was part of her story as a roleplay character with my previous partner. However, most of those elements have been changed other than Anna (now Renata) being the reincarnated wife of the male head of a supernatural group. Everything else I have revamped into something new. Names, the location, the pantheon, what the group does, the relationships of everyone, everything else changed. But this was an idea I was in love with exploring. I originally had not intended for Renata and Dante to be a thing, but as I started writing, they decided they were...and I'm just the one with actual fingers. Since nothing else resembles that original story now, it only makes sense. The first and last names all have meaning in the story. As I was putting it all together, the name just kind of fell into place.

#ask answered #answered ask #my stories

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misscammiedawn · 11 months

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Taking Her Home

Back in the chaos of 2020 during the early days of the lockdown and while I desperately tried to get a therapists to endorse my HRT, I had began writing a visual novel in Ren'Py. Back then I was part of a game studio and had worked upon a number of projects for them. Writing, coding, music and photography.

My desire was to channel the skills that were being polished into a personal little side-project that I had named Taking Her Home.

The story was about essentially a reunion between a child and their estranged father who kicked them out of their family home when they were a teenager. The child has since transitioned and is seeking to gain some form of emotional closure from the encounter.

As written, it had been framed as Sabrina, the protagonist, disguising herself as Danny, her deadname, and interacting as Danny until the final day where she has a choice to reveal herself.

I ended up scrapping the project after starting HRT and allowing my experiences openly living as a woman to shape and change me. Regretfully I came to view the project with discomfort, feeling how unthinkable it would be to pretend to be who I once was for the sake of placating an abuser. Plus I had cut ties with my biofam since starting the project.

Thusly it was scrapped within a year of starting. 40k words, 5 original songs and a fairly competent game mechanic. All down the drain.

Alas

Though I am unlikely to finish it, I have come to appreciate the project in new light recently. Within the past year I was diagnosed with DID. I have a system of 5, though to those who follow me and know me on Tumblr, only 3 of them present openly to the world.

One of the hidden pair is The Kid. Our deadname. Our father's son.

In some way, I feel the writing of this script was an attempt for the emerging female parts who had been repressed to make peace with this male part that was being put away. In that light... well, it seems worth at least examining what we had written, don't you agree?

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Note all screenshots are temporary assets, especially the GIU. They would have been replaced if the game were finished. Some GIU elements are from games I worked on previously and are used without permission of the studio I used to be part of. They would have been replaced before the game was released.

The game starts with a flashback. There's no art of it, but the notes depict a teenage Danny being kicked out by his father with a single cardboard box of possessions.

In the present, Danny and Sabrina are in an airport preparing to fly to England. Their sister, Liz, has died and they had received the news via unexpected contact from their father who they had not seen since they were kicked out all 15 years ago. The father, Rodney, wishes for Danny to come to the funeral and visit him.

As this scene plays out we hear the first track, Homecoming

As they psyche themselves up for the trip, Danny and Sabrina begin to discuss their childhood and we are given a stealthy character creation segment.

The character creation segment gives some flavor text to Danny/Sabrina's upbringing. We learn the name of their step-mother and the fact that their parents divorced, that they have a biological older brother who lives with their mother and a half-sister, the now dead Liz.

But as you answer these questions about their childhood the game places a score to your options that lets you pick from 3 variations of who Sabrina grew up to be.

In the code I label them as Fashion Brie, Geeky Brie and Active Brie. One was interested in theatre, learned make-up and starred in many stage performances. Geeky Brie was into anime and manga, did cosplay and Active Brie was into sports and had a lot in common with Rodney.

Then throughout the game there will be comments and baggage related to that backstory. For instance Rodney would have destroyed Geeky Brie's Sailor Moon manga brought in by a friend from France, Fashion Brie would be livid that her father never once attended one of her shows.

The other reason for character creation is to start the stat system.

During the course of the week Danny/Sabrina will talk with Rodney and get a feel for how much he has changed, if at all, and each interaction gives the opportunity for the stats to increase or decrease.

Frustration - How angry your character is with Rodney. At high levels this will unlock an option for the "burn all bridges" ending.

Confidence - Required to unlock burn all bridges, allows you to interject and stand up for yourself more.

Understanding - Required for the "come out" option, where you can see who Rodney is and why he is the way he is. Can play along with frustration too, if you are frustrated and understand Rodney then you'll "know" he is incapable of change.

Empathy - Connection between parent and child required for the "come out" ending. Grown when you make sincere connections.

Once they arrive in England Sabrina and Danny are picked up by Becky, the friend who housed them after they were kicked out.

Becky fills in some of the blanks on Sabrina's time when she lived in London prior to moving to the USA. Becky was present during Danny's transition.

As they talk the song Girl From London plays.

During this segment we get to see who Sabrina is in the present. The intro was focused in on the childhood and Danny and Brie's relationship with Rodney. This segment is to show that they turned out alright, even if they are willingly going back to confront a past that should be left to rest.

Day 2 is the first day with Rodney.

Becky drops you off and in if you need her to pick you up you'll need to send a "signal flare" text message which will take a while to be responded to.

On the drive Becky prepares you to talk to Rodney by introducing the "Call Out" function, where you have the option of stopping Rodney's dialogue and interrogate his dialogue for bigoted or untrue remarks (akin to the Hold It! function in Ace Attorney).

She'll also ask what you are looking to get out of the trip, an answer which will impact your stats.

As Becky speaks Questioning plays.

The "gameplay" then begins as your character, presenting as Danny, arrives at the house and begins to reconnect with their father.

While "Here With You" plays.

As Rodney and Danny talk, Rodney makes a number of reaching assumptions about Danny's life which show a level of projection, for instance he assumes Danny must spend every Christmas alone in America because he has "no family" there with him.

and you are given chances to ask or tell him to not use bigoted language. No matter which playstyle you use he will ignore this, though may apologize more often if told off.

For the Call Out function my favorite was always this subtle one, very much based on interactions with my IRL father.

"you left for London" he says. If you correct him you respond.

The conversation has ups and downs and you can be prompted to ask about your step-mum and why he's alone now, how his relationship is with your brother, if he still works at the local pub and a number of other bonding questions that can breed empathy, understanding, frustration or confidence.

Towards the middle of the day you can either tour the house or go for a walk. There are some stat bonuses for doing both.

In your childhood bedroom there are a number of options for searching for items from your past and a mechanic which either lets Rodney be in the room with you as you search (he will comment on items and give context as to why they are stored and such) or have you kick him out for either privacy or because he insists on smoking.

I had intended to polish this segment if I finished the game so that some items would only be available with or without Rodney's presence.

There's also a secret scene in the bedroom hunt which can end the game right here and then by having Rodney explode and begin to argue with Danny right there and then on the first day. In this ending you storm out of the house and skip the funeral entirely, opting to stay in London with Becky instead.

I wanted to make all of the endings valid, but since my diagnosis, the idea of "never think of the name Danny or Rodney Smith" kind of hurts, the idea of a viable ending being to bury poor Danny entirely? That ending came from a dark place, it seems.

Also the bench concept will come up later...

If you succeed through the day you can either leave early or stay for a meal. If you do, Rodney will note that Danny had mentioned wanting to introduce him to someone and wanted to know who it was. No matter how you approach this situation Rodney will think his son is hiding homosexuality.

Your reaction here will read how well your empathy and frustration points have been stacking up. The script sometimes doing a check for those values rather than asking you outright.

These options are unlocked based on your interactions, the below is checked to see what you are allowed to say at that point.

Obviously these are thought, not spoken.

The day ends when Becky arrives to pick you up. You have a debrief which is a stealthy way of seeing if you passed or failed the checks for the stats leading towards unlocking each of the endings.

Day 3 was the funeral and is a segment I never ended up writing. It was going to be more flavor text for Danny's childhood, his relationship with his other birth family and give some connection he had to Liz which brings about the unspoken truth that Sabrina is very much built from his perception of his older sister.

Day 4 is the second visit to Rodney and would take place on neutral ground with distinct paths. Pub, Canal Walk and Cafe are options.

I'd not finished writing this segment, but I had written the conclusion of Day 4.

It ends with an argument that causes Danny to burst out and retreat to The Bench.

The Bench is a park bench much like many others. Every time Danny and Rodney had an argument and Danny stormed out he would go to this spot. Sometimes people found him and had deep conversations on that spot with him.

There's a bench on the South Bank of the River Thames that fills that role in our own life. We think of it and the view it grants often.

The scene begins with a flashback of a time Liz is the one to collect 15 year old Danny and have a conversation comforting him after one of his dad's angry outbursts. As the flashback ends Liz is replaced with Sabrina and then as the scene continues the 15 year old Danny is replaced with the 32 year old one.

As they talk, Sabrina and Danny discuss their feelings on Rodney. At this point you are given stat checks to see if you can unlock options for the ending. Danny will advocate for the love he has for his father and Sabrina for the hatred she has for Rodney.

As the conversation goes on, Danny begins to yield to Sabrina and by the end Sabrina is the only one with spoken dialogue and Danny is only appearing as thoughts and choice screen prompts, much the same as Sabrina was during the first portion of the game.

I again note I wrote this 2/3 years before my DID diagnosis. In the dev notes I even state that Danny is the "kid inside, the one who sits behind every action you make judging you and wishing you were more" with no concept that it may not be a universal experience.

The final day is essentially select your ending.

I believe the ones I had written before abandoning the project were:

"I don't have a plan. I'm just going to go and see what happens." - You go in without a plan presenting as Sabrina. You cannot explain this in any way that satisfies and end up arguing. It is a break but an unclean one. You think back on it and wonder "what if" often.

"I'm going to burn all the bridges once and for all." - You end things on your terms, head held high. You understand he has no power over you and never did.

"I'm going to call him." - You call to say goodbye, you do not come out as Sabrina to him. You thank him for the week and return to America, satisfied that you got to say goodbye and knowing you do not owe him access or context.

"We're going to meet somewhere on my terms. We'll talk this out. Make it work." - You meet in London and run the conversation, dispel his every fear about your gender and sexuality. He finally gets to see the grown woman you have become and though you are not certain if he accepts or rejects you, he jokes about burying two children in one week after all, you can go back to the USA knowing he *acknowledges* you. Maybe that's enough?

"I'm not going back" - You do not show up to the scheduled Day 5 meeting and stay with Becky instead. You return to America and ignore the growing pile of emails from Rodney, leaving things unresolved but breaking all connection.

"I just want to say goodbye." - Essentially the "call him" ending but with coming out. You do not argue. You tell him your name is Sabrina, that you're going back to America and not to contact anymore. It's benign. You wonder how he is handling the news and realize you don't care.

And that's the game.

I just felt like putting something of it out into the world. It was a deeply personal project at an integral time of my life when I was on the intersection between past and present, slowly learning just who was hiding under the masks and lies I told myself.

Maybe one day, if the kid ever wants to come back, I'll let him finish this. For himself. For the love he still has for our father and for the game studio that we are no longer part of.

But for now I feel it's a draft that shall forever remain unfinished. And that's okay. It did what it needed to.

Thanks for giving me a platform to just air it out in a form that isn't just a lingering piece of ignored potential.

#dawn posting #watch me post my trauma in public #actually did #visual novel #unfinished projects #ren'py #personal project #personal #did #this is my gender and i am proud of it #cammie stories

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south-of-heaven · 6 months

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making pasta with brie bella?

Pasta date night || Brie Bella x Reader

Summary: You and Brie have a little pasta-making date night.

Brie loves doing things from scratch. Whether it's growing her own vegetables or baking homemade bread, she relished in the process of creating something with her own two hands. On a cozy, starlit evening, she decided to surprise you with a pasta date night, where you'd make your own pasta from scratch.

As you entered the kitchen, the inviting aroma of simmering tomato sauce greeted you. Brie was already hard at work, her long brown hair pulled back into a messy bun, and she wore a look of sheer determination on her face. She glanced at you and smiled, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Hey, babe," she greeted, her voice warm and affectionate. "I thought we'd try making our own pasta tonight. What do you say?"

You couldn't help but smile back, charmed by her enthusiasm. "I'm all in. Let's make this the most romantic and cheesy date night ever."

Brie's laughter filled the room as you joined her at the kitchen island. She had already set up a pasta maker, a mound of flour, and a few fresh eggs. With her guidance, you cracked the eggs into the flour and began to knead the dough. Her hands intertwined with yours as you worked, and you couldn't help but feel a rush of affection for her.

The pasta-making process was surprisingly intimate. Your faces were just inches apart as you fed the dough through the pasta maker, watching it transform into thin, silky ribbons. Brie's eyes never left yours, her gaze soft and full of love.

As the pasta dried, you moved to the stove, where Brie had prepared a simple tomato sauce. The aroma of garlic and basil filled the air, making your mouth water. You took a moment to admire Brie's culinary skills, the way she moved around the kitchen with grace and confidence.

Finally, it was time to cook the pasta. The water bubbled as you dropped the fresh strands in, and within minutes, they were cooked to perfection. Brie ladled the sauce onto the plates and then piled the homemade pasta on top. A sprinkle of Parmesan cheese completed the romantic meal.

Sitting down at the candlelit table, you both dug into your handmade creation. The pasta was tender, the sauce bursting with flavor. It was an absolutely delightful meal, but what made it truly special was the love and effort you had both poured into it.

As you savored each bite, Brie reached across the table to take your hand. Her eyes were filled with adoration, and you knew that you were in for a night of laughter and cheesy romance, in the most wonderful sense of the word.

Brie Bella, your partner in life and in pasta, had once again made a simple evening into a memorable and cherished moment.

#wwe fanfiction #wwe x reader #pro wrestling #wrestling #wwe #brie garcia #brie bella x reader #brie bella #brianna garcia

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barabasj214 · 24 days

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Alison Brie's Stable Diffusion creation using a LoRA Model. It can be found at:

My complete collection of LoRA Models:

If you like my work, I'll be more than glad to receive your donation at:

#ai #ai generated #stable diffusion #ai art #celebrity #celebs #fanart #alison brie

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nancydrewwouldnever · 5 months

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I’m watching Scott Pilgrim. It’s been ok overall. I enjoyed the first two episodes very much.

Third kinda sucked. Fourth really sucked. That was Chris’ episode and I thought it was the worst one so far. He is in the series more than he is in the movie. His voice as Lucas Lee is still as good as in the movie, but his performance just isn’t as good opposite Mary Winstead (this could be a potential spoiler so I’ll caption below). His performance didn’t work the same way it did against Kieran Culkin and Michael Cera in the movie, so it fell flat for me. It was just really dull. His character in the Anime just doesn’t hit the same way as in the movie.

there’s two lines of dialogue from Chris that will be ironic humor for the fandom, lol, that I won’t ruin.

I liked Wallace, Young Neil, and Knives additional character expansion. Kim’s character expansion isn’t really hitting because her deadpan tone and facial expression doesn’t hit the same way in animation. Julie is ok too I guess. Brie Larson is freaking fantastic as Envy. She might be my favorite. Brandon Routh is also good with her. I think the character of Envy works for both animation and live-action

Potential Spoiler

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I can’t stand Ramona Flowers. She’s manic pixie dream girl and she’s just dull to me. I don’t really care for Mary Winstead’s voice performance either. Scott’s a much better character and Michael Cera is much better voice actor/actor in general. I won’t expand why that makes me like the series less as I don’t want to ruin things.

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I’m on episode 6 and this one is ok like episode 3. It is very different from the movie in case anyone is wondering.

Anyway, the fandom is really quiet. 1. Less fans in general 2. The fans that are remaining aren’t posting or creating as much content. 3. There wasn’t a press tour so not much to talk about Chris in general. 4. Literally all Chris has done lately is connected to AB (wedding articles, visiting Portugal) and not many fans care for her, so less talk, chatter, engagement, etc. 5. The series is funny at times but uneven for me over all. Hopefully it gets better!

Ramona very much is a creation of her time, 2004 (for the original comics series). That was the high tide time for the Manic Pixie Dream Girl. I'm so, so glad that trope died.

Thank you for your viewer review!

#ask

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booksandchainmail · 1 year

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Pale 3.z

this security shell is weird. cool! but weird and terrifying. It also feels like a great way to lose apprentices who aren't quite up to being technomancers

Looks like they're pulling out the big guns, if teachers are getting involved. And I guess this means nicolette got herself away from the wolf and is ok

Black tee, black leather jacket, jeans, hair slicked back in a very different way than Ray had. Some might have said it was a 50s style, but it was timeless, as far as Zed was concerned

fair enough

Nice to use this interlude to meet some people from the school, instead of being dumped in with all new characters later on. Looks like two from Belanger, two from Durocher, one from Ray, and one independent?

She was killed, and the way Black Dogs work, they punish the people that kill them with curses. Most of the time they come back again and again. She was put down for good. The curse was a big one, it was stored away, and it manifested as the Hungry Choir ritual.

hey! this was one of my theories. Or technically two, if you count the curse as part of her corpse being used. Which means the question is who manufactured this, and why?

“I’m looking forward to summer school for once.” Nicolette smiled as she said it. “Me too,” Zed agreed. “New crop of students.” “Exactly.” They were on the same page. Similar oaths. Similar awareness.

this feels somewhat ominous

“By the accords of Solomon!” Zed called out. “By the order of man, I summon you to audience! Obey or cede this territory! Black Dog Yalda, come!” “I ask a second time! Black Dog Yalda! Casualty of war and child of Famine! Come!” “For the third time, with your worth and power at stake! Black Dog Yalda!”

one of the neat things about the otherverse is that do a certain degree the magic runs on rule of cool

There was a way to challenge the ritual, and tonight, with the malice biasing the challenge, would be a great time to do that… except there was a rub. A trick. Rad Ray Sunshine had explained it at one of the rest stops. It was easy for a ritual like this to jam some hidden trick or secret into things. A magic word, a hidden verse, or a secret a way to make the animals behave. Like… playing music. Or something. Not that Zed had his.

oof. well now I'm glad they didn't try that. who gave the Kennet Trio that advice again? Looked it up and: it was Maricica. Was that one of her traps? I think at one point they guessed that some of her "minor" traps might be deadly things that she would save them from.

They couldn’t get in between her and her prize. The very being of the Devouring Song was tied into that. She couldn’t be obstructed from eating. Hurting her mid-meal did that, so the nibbling on the licorice from that king-size bag served to protect her. Any lasting harm or death was similar, because she couldn’t be kept from future meals.

this fucks. using the choir against itself

Brie’s weight pressed the Black Dog down. She kept eating.

gods this is fucked up

“Are you the murder weapon, used by others to kill the Carmine Beast?”

damn. ... I don't think I ever theorized about method

“Yes,” Yalda said. “I killed the red wolf.”

mystery solved! story over

It was one of the eight original ritual participants. The kid with the mask. He carried a gun.

what happened to no weapons?

Yalda :( The Choir was fucked up, but I can't help but feel bad for her, it doesn't seem like she ever had many options. At least she got to pass on a final message to John? I hope she was at peace.

He did have his worries, though. The degree of intent behind the Carmine Beast event… the premeditation, the covering of tracks, and the creation of something like this, implied to be done well in advance for that specific purpose?

so this plan had to have been in the works for at least nine years... that changes my thoughts on motives

#booksandchainmail reads pale #pale #wildbow

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