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fandom-queen-13 · 2 months
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AKA I am bad at anatomy when drawing on paper.
I drew this at school, but had to finish touch-ups just now. I hope you enjoy these!
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Has Peter Nimble from Peter Nimble and His Fantastic Eyes been submitted? He's blind... (kind of. He gets eyes eventually? But he grows up blind. idk if it would count)
It looks like he hasn’t been submitted yet. If you want to submit him you can send in another ask or submit him through the google form.
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Prelims round 1, poll 11
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Propaganda
Aedificium, The Name of the Rose by Umberto Eco:
None
Mr Norrel's personal library, Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrel by Susanna Clarke:
None
The Library, The Library at Mount Char by Scott Hawkins:
None
Sunai, The Archive Undying by Emma Mieko Cando:
He contains a living AI god referred to as an Archive. He is a relic who can interface with other archives and falls in love with a cute boy when he normally runs away from all attempts at intimacy and keeps being like oh? I...like him?
Professor Cake's Library, Peter Nimble and His Fantastic Eyes by Jonathan Auxier:
None
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iamthesenatee · 1 year
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“As he reached for the jewel-encrusted bag, his arm brushed against a plain, wooden box, no bigger than a loaf of bread. There was no filigree or ornament adorning the lid, only a small brass lock. Peter touched the keyhole, and a quiver shot through his whole body. He knew that this was the thing he had smelled before, something more rare than all the riches that surrounded it.”
Excerpt From
Peter Nimble and His Fantastic Eyes
Jonathan Auxier
@sofa-overlord @thislove22
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nevinslibrary · 2 years
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Weird & Wonderful Wednesday
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There is a magical underworld of Venice, Italy (well, in this book there is, I can’t speak for in real life). We follow Prosper and Bo as they run away from their Aunt and Uncle, and, they find their way to Venice’s ‘Thief Lord’ in an old movie theater. Of course, the story doesn’t end there, it’s a fiction book so it can’t be that simple. While Prosper and Bo love their new found family, there are secrets within it too, which cause no end of complications for the brothers.
The plot and characters were amazing, but, it was the description and usage of Venice, Italy that really made me keep reading. It was a really really fun read, and reminds me that I should read some of Funke’s other books again as well!
You may like this book If you Liked: Rooftoppers by Katherine Rundell, Peter Nimble and His Fantastic Eyes by Jonathan Auxier, or Gabriel Finley & The Raven's Riddle by George Hagen
The Thief Lord by Cornelia Funke
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college-quotes · 3 years
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Student 1, talking about a book: Yeah so the kid gets his eyes pecked out by crows when he's a baby.
Student 2: That's out of pocket.
Student 1: I think it's out of socket, actually.
Student 2: Never speak to me again.
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mabelsfables-blog · 5 years
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Our most prolific reviewer Lizzie is back at it, this time with a review of The Good Thieves by Katherine Rundell! 
The Good Thieves by Katherine Rundell August 2019 Simon and Schuster Middle Grade
Vita and her mother have travelled all the way across the Atlantic to New York City to bring Vita’s grandfather Jack back to England with them. Jack has been living in destitution ever since he was was conned out of his mansion and vast riches by Sorrotore, a crooked businessman with Mafia connections. Unable to bear seeing her grandfather so defeated and unhappy, Vita is determined to recover Jack’s home. She begins formulating a plan to make things right. With the help of two boys from the circus and a young pickpocket from the streets, Vita sets off to bring Sorrotore to justice—no matter what.
Lizzie’s Rave: Set against a backdrop of 1930’s New York, this book has it all:  pickpockets, circus acts, gangsters, and trained animals, and an amazing adventure. This novel captures the reader’s imagination right from the very beginning and carries the action and suspense through until the end. Vita is a bold, brave and fiercely determined heroine, and the secondary characters in this story are no less intriguing. Very well written, this is a novel that will expand middle-grade readers’ vocabulary, and Rundell describes 1930’s New York brilliantly—the perfect backdrop to this story. This is a fast-paces novel full of heart that will appeal to any middle grade reader who has ever wanted to join the circus, or who has thought an adult’s actions were wrong and wanted to make things right. Highly recommended!
Where to find in store: Age 11
Perfect for Fans of: The Magic Misfits by Neil Patrick Harris, Peter Nimble and His Fantastic Eyes by Jonathan Auxier, The Explorer by Katherine Rundell, Mr. Lemoncello’s Library by Chris Grabenstein, The Star of Kazan by Eva Ibbotson, The Land of Stories by Chris Colfer
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I didn't know you liked Peter Nimble!!! Have you read any more of Jonathan Auxier's work?
🍳☔️🍂 For whoever/however many you'd like!
I've read Sophie Quire and The Night Gardener! They're whimsical, and I love them!
A bit of backstory for my OC: Her name is Evelyn, she's a with of medicine and she met the adventuring trio (Sophie, Peter, and Sir Tode) when they were thirteen. They initially found her because they thought she could reverse Sir Tode's curse, but it turned out that her only "magic" was her knowledge of medical stuff that wasn't known in Sophie and Peter's time...because she was a nursing student from the twenty-first century (dun dun DUNN)
☔️: Do they like the rain?
Evelyn loves the rain, or at least she did until she was sent back in time through the Sandstorms of Time (why she was even in the early 1800s in the first place). Now, the rain could bring all sorts of deadly diseases and it would be the only way to get water (no rivers or other moving water where she is)
🍳: Can they cook?
Well, she doesn't really have a choice. She can cook, but if she gets back to her time, she will survive a whole month on instant meals and kraft mac and cheese. Notice the "if".
🍂: Favorite season?
She loved the winter when she was young, but summer soon took over to be her favorite season because that's when she was able to get the most herbs and medical supplies (and when the sandstorm appeared in front of her house and spits out random goods throughout time. The giant bottle of hand sanitizer was a literal lifesaver.)
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Thank you for asking, I feel like you gave me a good grip on potentially telling her story one day! I tried to make her on picrew, so just imagine her with more scars and a long dress
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stacks-reviews · 7 years
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Must Reads Part 5
It’s Friday! Friday means new books that demand to be read.  Books this week contain a university in space, magical eyes, secret letters, and a tree that reveals secrets; for a price.
--Binti (Binti #1) by Nnedi Okorafor Binti is the first of her people; the Himba, to be offered a place Oomza University; the top learning institution in the galaxy. But by going, she will be giving up her place in her family. The journey there will not be easy. Oomza University has wronged a race called the Meduse; an alien race that has become the stuff of nightmares. Traveling to the university will put Binti and everyone else headed there within the Meduse’s reach. In order to survive an encounter with the Meduse, Binti will need the gifts of her people and the wisdom gained at the university to make it there alive. This is a short novella; about 96 pages. I first looked into this book because I had the second one on my research list at the time (Home). I was drawn to the sequels cover. But once I looked up the description of both of them and the recently announced third book (The Night Masquerade), I had to add it to my must read list.
--Debris by Kurtis J. Weibe, illustrated by Riley Rossmo and Owen Gieni. "In the far future, humanity has doomed planet Earth to rot and decay, covering her surface with garbage. Now, ancient spirits called the Colossals rise from the debris and attack the remaining survivors, forcing the human race to the brink of extinction. After an attack leaves their people without water, Maya, the last Protector, sets out on a journey for pure water, to save the world before the monsters bring it all to an end.” I came across this title because I was curious as to what else Kurtis J. Weibe has done since I have been thoroughly enjoying Rat Queens (it’s really good). Reading the description now, I’m not completely sure what drew me to this title. I think my computer at work might have had a slightly different description. It still sounds good and I still want to read it.
--The Jumbies (The Jumbies #1) by Tracey Baptiste Young Corinne isn’t afraid of anything. Not bullies, not scorpions, not nothing. And certainly not jumbies. After all, jumbie are just something parents make up to scare children. Until one day while exploring, Corinne see’s shining yellow eyes that follow her to the edge of the trees. The next day she see’s a beautiful stranger in town talking to the town’s witch. Then the strangers shows up at Corinne’s house to cook dinner for her father. Which turns out to be the first step in the strangers plan for the jumbies to take over the island. It’s up to Corinne to use a magic she didn’t know she possessed to save her father and her island. Recently found out that this book is based off a Caribbean folk tale, The Magic Orange Tree. I think my favorite part about this is that the monsters are called jumbies. It feels perfect for villains in a children’s novel. It’s also just great anytime I see a book (for any age) to have a backdrop in areas that aren’t mentioned in stories very much.
--The Lie Tree by Frances Hardinge Faith appears to be a proper young lady. She’s reliable, trustworthy, and just the right amount of dull. But in reality Faith loves a good mystery and is full of questions and unending curiosity. One day her family flees their home due to a scandal by her scientist father. Not long after, Faith’s father is murdered. Faith decides to seek justice for her father and in the process discovers a strange tree. The only way the tree will bear fruit is if someone whispers a lie to it. Once the fruit is eaten, it reveals a hidden truth. And it might just be the way to find out the truth about her father. I was sold the moment I read the part about the tree. It just intrigued me. And I started to wonder just what kind of lies she would have to tell. Due bigger lies reveal bigger truths? It also remind me of Saga by Brain K. Vaughan (if you haven’t read the comic/graphic novel, Marko’s species; from the planet Wreath, can perform magic by telling a secret).
--Peter Nimble and His Fantastic Eyes (Peter Nimble #1) by Jonathan Auxier A blind, ten-year-old orphan named Peter has spent his whole life as a thief. One day he steals a box that contains three pairs of magical eyes. The first pair transports Peter to a hidden island. Starting a quest to travel to a dangerous kingdom and rescue the people of the kingdom. Along the way he is joined by a knight who has been turned into a creature combining a horse and a cat. And maybe will learn something about his true destiny. Mostly drawn to this because it’s not often you get a blind (though for a short time) hero. Plus, eye magic. I like eye magic but I’m not a big fan of eye lasers.
--Swimming Lessons by Claire Fuller Ingrid Coleman disappeared one night, leaving her husband; Gil, and her two daughters; Flora and Nan, behind. She was assumed to have drown one night while swimming and was never found. Ingrid also left countless letters to her husband detailing the truth about their marriage in the endless stack of books he had collected over the years. Twelve years after her disappearance, Gil thinks he see’s Ingrid in a store window and has an accident. Flora returns home to look after her father and decides to try and find out what really happened to her mother. But she doesn’t realize that the answers to all her questions are hidden right in front of her. Swimming Lessons has a gorgeous cover. It is my main attraction to this book, to be honest. I don’t read very many mysteries or  fiction novels in general. I mostly read fantasy and science fiction. But looking at it again, the story does sound pretty good. I also always enjoy seeing books being a key factor in stories. I know doesn’t automatically make the story good but I still like to see it. Same with music being a form of magic. I wouldn’t classify this as mystery since it is hinted that Ingrid just left and never drowned. It’s more of a mystery of Flora and her family trying to understand who their mother really was and what she thought of her marriage. 
--The Wild Robot (The Wild Robot #1) by Peter Brown Robot Roz opens her eyes for the very first time to find herself on a remote island full of hostile animals. Why is she here? Where did she come from? How will she survive? The animal inhabitants will not making this easy for Roz. One day Roz tries to help an orphaned gosling the other animals finally decide to help her. Before long the island starts to feel like home until the day that Roz’s past comes back to haunt her. I added this to my research list because the cover made me think of The Iron Giant. But that is probably the only similarity between the two. I’ve mentioned before that I’m a sucker for stories that explore what it means to be human; especially when it comes to robots thanks to GitS and the Tachikoma’s. But this book looks like it will focus more on Roz’s survival than an exploration into being human. And I’m curious to see how Roz interacts with the animals. I’m not sure if the animals will be able to talk or if it’s more observational. Probably talking animals since the animals try to help her once she starts taking care of the gosling.
A shorter list this week than previous weeks. Not as many titles really caught my eye on this particular research list. 
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chilblainz · 7 years
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Sophie quire is pretty cool
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poems-quotes-etc · 7 years
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Peter Nimble and His Fantastic Eyes Quote 1
Kings aplenty, princes few,
The taverns scattered and seas withdrew.
Only a stranger may bring relief,
But darkness will reign, unless he’s a thief.
Pages 61, 73, 123, 164, 210
(Jonathan Auxier)
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(Im)patiently waiting for a Peter nimble movie
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blushing-starker · 3 years
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don't expect that line I previously mentioned because I'm chaotic and forgot about @starkerfestivals amazing omegaverse week since it goes hand in hand with finals and my brain only fit one of these events in my mental planner
Today's theme is heat/rut and it's slightly nff, has some sexual teasing but nothing too explicit. I'd rate this teen, is all I'm saying. I apologize for any writing mistakes, I'm finishing this at 11pm before collapsing in my bed.
Tagging @vaguekiwi cuz I mentioned this to her today
Needy little alpha
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Tony wakes up to a purring alpha throwing himself on top of his defenseless body with the force of a freight train driven by a drunk man on drugs. Peter's been told a thousand times before how yes, he may be as heavy as a goddamn feather, but it still aches when that super strength plops down and refuses to let the victim's lungs function adequately. But his boyfriend is a sadist who loves cuddles and making Tony suffer.
"No."
"You love my cuddles," it's true, they bring him pain and purple bruises everywhere but there's nothing quite as soothing as a content alpha kneading like a kitten at his chest, " and you know it. "
"Uh, that's false. Never said I love cuddles. I tolerate your octopus habits, there's a difference." Peter leans back with a pout and teary eyes, wobbles that God forsaken bottom lip like he always does whenever Tony denies the kid something and presents a challenge.
Nimble fingers slide up into, unfortunately, silver hair and nonononono that's unfair. He snarls, tries to infuse the air with as many displeased pheromones as possible so Peter can take a hint when nails scratch right above his nape and Tony's done. Unravels at this hobgoblin's feet and he's half way sure his soul goes out in a huff as little circles are pressed into the exact spot that causes him so much neck pain.
Peter unashamedly preens when Tony melts into their bed and starts pawing at him for more cuddles. "Say you love my cuddles and I won't leave the bed for an hour. Throw in a kiss and I'll rub your back."
He hates(loves) this kid. Hates(loves) how he sing songs as soon as the situation doesn't favour the actually responsible adult in the relationship. Hates(loves) the way Peter never misses the places that leave him sinking into fluffy pillows. Hates how, oh that's nice.
There are tiny kisses littered on a chest glowing blue, small indentations from teasing lips pressed into spread arms and cold hands.
"Ruts gotten you needy, huh, little alpha?" Not that this one was any different from all the other ruts they've shared since dating. Tony secretly adores Peter like this, extra affectionate the minute his shyness and fear of outside criticism is washed away, replaced with the need to shower his omega in love and attention. Yes, Peter has his heart 365 days of the year. Yes, he'd die for his tiny spiderling no matter what.
But this is just really nice, ok? Previous lovers were rarely alphas so this ritual of gluing their bodies together when rut came was an added benefit to being with Peter. That and the hormones he let out while happy soothed Tony to no end.
Peter nips at his finger, still a bit too early on for him to accept the nicknames. He blushes though, a pale pink highlighting a face much more lovely than the cherubs painted on the cathedrals of Rome. Jesus, he's whipped and all they've done is cuddle.
In for a penny, in for a pound.
"I love your cuddles. Cherish them. Want them every day for the rest of my life. But I love you, my needy little alpha with a fantastic," there's a pillow smashed against his face.
"If you say dick, I'm climbing down to wrestle Bucky and I won't let Karen record it for your spank bank. " Oh, that's a low blow.
He relaxes, let's Peter sink into him with a startled yelp, rolls them over, sits on the kid's lap and clamps his knees around a trim waist. Peter may be Spider-Man, but he's Tony Stark and Tony Stark doesn't lose in bed.
Well. Not unless he wants to.
"You do that and you can say hello to your toy, the one I know is stashed in your old room under the bed in a comic book box, because that'll be the only thing helping you out when the rut really hits." Will Tony suffer immensely if that happens? Yes. He's a sucker for a needy Peter being ridiculously horny and possessive. Thing is, you don't threaten a man's spank bank. No sir. Everything else is fair play. His carefully organized folders of viewing material are not to be messed with.
Peter's blush is on full blast, spreads over a long neck and absolutely delicious, no. Be strong, Tony.
"You know about the toy?" It's a squeak, normal voice rocketing upwards thanks to the position Tony's ass is in and the knowledge that his secret is out. Which wasn't even a secret to begin with anyway because Tony is in love with the only genius not smart enough to erase his browser history in the lab's computer. Which Tony uses. Routinely. Every day.
"Know about it? I've seen it. You left it out once, all used up on your bed while you were showering. You remember that, don't you? We had sex in the bathroom that day. Bruised my back and everything?"
Peter furrows his brow, works a plush lip and no, look away, Tony, look away. The kid is sin and indulgence and heaven and no.
"Oh. Oh." Whenever he thinks his boy can't go any redder, Peter busts out a new shade of pink.
"Yup. So. I'm pretty sure this is what you wanted in the first place. Maybe it wasn't your intention," he stresses when Peter's already launching up and nearly throwing him off in an attempt to reassure Tony that wasn't his purpose with the cuddles, "but you certainly wouldn't have minded this outcome. And by this outcome I mean my incredible ass on top of that fantastic dick."
Peter tries to suffocate with a pillow held over his face.
"You've got two choices, kid. You threatened the spank bank. The teasing is fine, you know I love when my pretty kitty shows his claws," a hand slaps his arm, makes him grin, " But threatening such an integral part of my mental stability? Wrong move, Queens. You aren't getting any until tonight, not even so much as a French kiss will be given. Unless you let me bite a mark on that amazing neck and don't push me away when I nuzzle you in front of the team. "
Well. Now he's definitely being thrown off of Peter's lap.
He lands on the other side of the bed with a groan, is assaulted by a whining Peter intent on receiving something to further postpone the urge for sex that's sure to hit him soon enough.
An alpha, Tony's learned, will usually be very cuddly and affectionate the first few days of a rut week. Then the possessive, protective side will slowly emerge. Nests of pillows, couch cushions, blankets and favorite pieces of clothing appear on the fourth sunrise. The next morning comes with the need for relief, for intimacy and a marathon of sex that'll leave any supersoldier exhausted by the end of it. The resulting days offer comfort, an aftercare of sorts, where the alpha and their partner show a soft affection similar to the beginning. Nests are utilized and bodies soothed. It lasts, at most, a week and the majority of the population only has to take slightly increased portions of food.
That's for people without the metabolism of four grown men.
Peter needs sex, as much as possible, so the itch for urgent intimacy doesn't result in Tony tackled to the floor of the lab in the middle of an experiment every day of the week. It's like giving him nicotine patches instead of a cigarette.
So now he's whimpering, tugging on Tony's clothes just a little too hard if the ripping sound is any indication.
"...sorry, Tony..."
"It's fine, I've got more. I'm not letting this go though. The teams' seen us fuck against a wall, their opinion and respect, your worth, didn't change. So come on. Just one little mark. One. And Bucky nuzzles Steve and Sam all the time. Hell, Pepper sometimes nuzzles me when I'm stressed out. Please, baby? "
There it was; Tony's secret weapon. Peter blushed like a virgin on a wedding night whenever he used pet names, but the genius knows his boyfriend enjoys the familiarity and subtle intimacy. Felt reassured that they were a romantic couple and not a mentor fucking his protege.
The kid nibbles at his neck, wraps gangly limbs around a body that's always been his to take comfort in. "Just one mark? And light, I mean it, Tony, light nuzzling in front of the team. For today. Then I can get what I want?"
He snorts, can't fully comprehend how the universe paired him up with someone so intent on making Tony's joints ache and creak. "Yeah, we can have sex later, Mr Charming. Subtle as brick, that Spider-Man. Let's go get you cleaned up, make sure that rut has a hard time getting my boy under the weather."
He goes to get up. He leans forward. He cannot, in fact, leave the bed.
Peter bites with a bit more pressure, drops his hips down harder and Jesus Christ, they're never seeing the light of the kitchen if his boyfriend can't wait til it's dark.
"Or..."
"I'm an old man, I need protein before you go jumping tired bones that have to spend two hours updating your suit." Ok, so maybe he's slightly bitter and annoyed at not having enough stamina (or refractory period, for that matter) to keep up with a repressed teenage superhuman. It's not his fault Pepper keeps bringing Krispy Kreme donuts to the office meetings.
It'd be rude not to eat with the others anyway.
"You don't have to do anything." Ah, it's one of those ruts.
Tony softens, smoothes a hand down a back that could hold a plank under a five story building with ease, kisses a heated cheek.
"Needy little alpha." It's his turn to whisper and nuzzle against soft skin.
"Kind, not so little omega?" Tony laughs, presses their lips together so Peter can see what's it like to taste a smile radiating with joy and love. Slowly clicks the button on the nearest nightstand; unless someone is dying , it'll just be the two of them in the room.
(There was an incident once. Groot may have been traumatized by a situation involving superstrength, webs and the Ironette costume Tony only adored when it adorned Peter's body.)
"I do so love my needy little alpha needing me, don't I?"
His boyfriend blinks, grins at Tony as if he's just hung the moon and stars for his spiderling and ok, a little sex early in the morning isn't that bad.
"You love my cuddles too."
"Shut up and kiss me, Queens. I'm not getting any-"
They don't talk about anything too important after that.
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A little sex early in the morning actually is that bad when you miss a meeting with the U.N and show up smelling like sex, infatuation and, oddly enough, strawberry.
Rocket doesn't stop teasing for months.
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wlw-cryptid · 2 years
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i know the book you’re talking about! that’s peter nimble and his fantastic eyes. i know because i remember it from my childhood and went out of my way one day to find it again fhfbghdh
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THANK YOU IVE BEEN LOOKING FOR IT FOR YEARS
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