#[ 275 year habit mind you ]

[spiderwarden]

So I was singing along to this song. And I half wondered if all the clerics can sing. Music is part of religion no matter what religion you’re in, and it’s been confirmed Minthara can sing. So like, does this apply to all clerics?? Can Shadowheart sing??

[llovelyclouds]

notes on pyrrha dve

heres all the relevant info i took note of on pyrrha during my tlt reread, in one place!

(you can find all the other posts from this project here!)

PYRRHA DVE

titles:

Gideon’s cavalier, first gen, founded the second

greek mythological orgin of the name pyrrha

also, pyrrhic victory

notes from gideon the ninth:

G1deon & Pyrrha's room in Canaan house includes a drawing of a chimaera that Gideon describes as "familiar" and a picture on the wall of John and his pals (presumably) with everyone's faces scribbled out with a thick black marker. Also guns (gtn. pg. 205)

notes from harrow the ninth:

presumably lead the development of her and G1dieon's trial at Canaan house, as Mercy refers to it as "Pyrrha's trial" (htn. pg. 97)

 The reason G1deon is named the Saint of Duty (htn. pg. 177)

Asked Wake to kill G1deon quickly (htn. pg. 205)

Was most likely the one conscious in G1dieon’s body when Harrow caught her fucking Wake in Cytherea’s body????? (htn. pg. 216)

"I will remember the first time you kissed me- you apologised- you said, I am sorry, destroy me as I am, but I want to kiss you before I am killed, and I said to you why, and you said, because I have only once met someone so utterly willing to burn for what they believed in, and I loved him on sight, and the first time I died I asked of him what I now ask of you / I kissed you and later I would kiss him too before I understood what you were, and all three of us lived to regret it- but when I am in heaven I will remember your mouth, and when you roast down in hell I think you will remember mine" -Wake's note (htn. pg. 252)

All the lyctors and John loved her (and also thought she was super hot) (htn. pg. 274)

Augustine developed his smoking habit to impress her (htn. pg. 275)

Was ten years older than Augustine (htn. Pg. 278)

G1deon & Pyrrha liked Alecto despite the fact that the other lyctors (at least Mercy and Augustine) didn't (htn. pg. 479)

Mattaius Nonius fought G1deon, and seems to owe Pyrrha a debt (htn. pg. 455)

"We compartmentalised from the Eightfold Word, just like you and your girl- though I'm an accident, and he took more from me than got taken from you. I was able to go underground, even from him."- Pyrrha (htn. pg. 494)

notes from nona the ninth:

Used to be a cop, made detective, knew Gideon from "way back" (ntn. pg. 74)

"'You should be draining and replacing her fucking brain fluid,' said Pyrrha. 'When Gideon and I designed that trial, I used to crack his skull and sieve it myself, just as a control variable. It's aggregative. I doubt you're testing her white blood cell count either. The only other people I put through that damn trial were Mercy and Cris, because only Cris didn't mind being trepanned on the regular. Fucking around with souls is the problem, Sextus… you can't ever get data on souls.'" - Pyrrha, discussing when Cam & Pal "overlap" (ntn. pg. 84)

"I visited her hometown back before Anastasia got settled, and it was grim as fuck then. Just spooky caves all the way down…" -Pyrrha (ntn. pg. 86)

"'Do they still do gravid carry where you come from?' 'On the Sixth, only for research,' said Palamedes. 'I helped at a birth once. Theres a lot of noise and run-up before the real thing happens.'" -Pyrrha and Palamedes (ntn. pg. 121)

"P- was great, but like, Ministry ties or no Ministry ties, a big part of her career was going around to the local high schools and telling the drugs kids that they shouldn't be doing drugs. She'd won medals for competition shooting back north in Hamilton, but we're not talking Jesse James. We're talking Hamilton."- john (ntn. pg. 191)

"She chose us that day, not her career. I always loved her for that. She'd adored being a cop." -john (ntn. pg. 191)

"and it was P- of all people who said, First things first. If they're going to let us fix the world, you've got to make them take us seriously. Get some leverage. If they want to make you into a bad wizard, be a bad wizard. We can write the history books to say you were a good wizard. Or at least an okay wizard. They're not going to listen because we talk nicely, they're going to listen because we scare the shit out of them. He said, Which goes to show you that only getting to NCEA Level 2 isnt going to stop you making waves in life, right." (ntn. pg. 271)

"Nona had thrown exactly two tantrums in her entire life. She couldn't remember anything about the first one, but Pyrrha had told her about it. Pyrrha had been laughing with her mouth, but not with her eyes: her eyes had been very brown and distant and uneasy, as though this tantrum had reminded Pyrrha of something her brain didn't want to bring back." (ntn. pg. 275)

She mentions disco?? how does she know what disco is??? (ntn. pg. 362)

"Gideon… G-, you died for nothing." -Pyrrha (ntn. pg. 390)

“I remember P- behind a barricade… not dead yet… telling me, John, run.” (ntn. pg. 406)

Died pretty immediately after Mercy and Augustine, but before G1deon (ntn. Pg. 407)

“Who are you, foreigner, that you know the mysteries of the Anastasian?” “I was here before it was the Anastasian,” said Pyrrha absently. “Painted a nursery. Mint green.” (ntn. pg. 453)

“Cass and Mercy and I worked on cell thanergy- we need thanergy, fresh thanergy, to activate…” - Pyrrha (ntn. pg. 471)

“And Alecto said, Pyrrha, he laid me down as an appeasement to them; he fed you to them as an appeasement to them; but he has never appeased me, and now all he has done was teach me how to die.“ (ntn. Pg. 476)

[agrippinaes]

books i read in 2022

so, last year i read 290 books, a statistic i put down to the fact i spent much of 2021 unemployed. this year i was employed all year round and managed to increase that total to 300, admittedly in part due to a concerted effort over christmas to read more.

i set myself three goals this year to read more non-romance, non-fiction, and more physical books. as with 2021, i tracked my reading habits over the year, tracking things such as genre, tropes/plot points, months read, etc.. so with that in mind, i'll go into some statistics:

of the 300 books i read, 275 of them were romance books. I did not read as many non-romance books as i intended - my next most-read genre was mystery/crime/thriller. 12 of the non-romance books i read had romance as a major subgenre. i also only read 3 non-fiction books all year, way, way behind the goal i set myself at the start of the year.

281 books i read were ebooks. i read 18 physical books and 1 audiobook. again, this fell behind the goal i set myself at the start of this year. i owned most of the books i read this year - 146 in total - and i leaned a lot more into reading KU books, having read 88. i also read a lot of ARCs this year - 57 in total. i'm going to be more careful about how many ARCs i take on in 2023 because i found it quite hard to keep up with it, but i did read some interesting things.

my most productive months of reading were april and may - i read 36 books in both months. most of the books were novel-length - 263 - and i read 37 novellas.

as in 2021, i continued to track cover types, based on ongoing debates about illustrated covers on romance novels. as with last year, the vast majority of books i read featured a lone man on the cover (54), closely followed by more traditional - and variations of - a clinch cover, of which i read 52. i read 24 books with the type of "cute" illustrated covers, which was higher than last year.

tracking tropes and content, my most read trope was forced proximity - i read 71 books featuring this trope - followed by hate-to-love (which includes enemies-to-lovers, rivals-to-lovers, etc.), having read 64 books with that trope; this is the reverse of the previous year, where hate-to-love was my most-read genre. These were followed by boss/employee, opposites attract, and age gap tropes.

outside of numbers, i'm quite happy with what i read this year and i definitely read more indulgently. my highlights were no one is talking about this by patricia lockwood (a book that broke my heart!), thirsty by mia hopkins, release by suzanne clay, rules of arrangement by maren mackenzie, and things we never got over by lucy score.

next year i'm going to set myself goals, again, to read more widely - both in terms of genre, type, and format - but i'm going to make them slightly smaller and more realistic. it's hard to deny my reading habits have shifted so much over the last couple of years; i'm a romance reader through and through and generally i'm very happy and comfortable with that. still - it would be nice to broaden my horizons a little!

so, below is a full list of the books i read in 2022. rereads are italicised, and 5-star reads are bolded.

the risk by s.t. abby sidetracked by s.t. abby second best by noelle adams the cheat sheet by sarah adams buck up, buttercup by anna alkire a duke at the door by susanna allen revealing her nine-month secret by natalie anderson her bossy billionaire by natalie anderson nothing but trouble by amy andrews athica lane by brynne asher the fine print by lauren asher terms and conditions by lauren asher the madness of lord ian mackenzie by jennifer ashley lady isabella's scandalous marriage by jennifer ashley the many sins of lord cameron by jennifer ashley the duke's perfect wife by jennifer ashley the untamed mackenzie by jennifer ashley good girl by jana aston good time by jana aston sure thing by jana aston plan b by jana aston wrong by jana aston right by jana aston if you give a jerk a gingerbread by jana aston the one night stand before christmas by jana aston

hook, line, and sinker by tessa bailey protecting what's his by tessa bailey x 2 my killer vacation by tessa bailey in bed with a highlander by maya banks the dark between the trees by fiona barnett hottie on her shelf by christi barth imperfect angel by christi barth a letter to three witches by elizabeth bass mr. bloomsbury by louise bay dr. off limits by louise bay playing dirty in alaska by samanthe beck compromising her position by samanthe beck lover undercover by samanthe beck wicked games by samanthe beck violins and vampires by cee bee wilder with you by serena bell up all night with a good duke by amy rose bennett winning nia by morgana bevan enticing mel by morgana bevan the widow of rose house by diana biller boss(hole) by penelope bloom next of kin by hannah bonam-young catching quinn by jennifer bonds miss understanding by audrey bondurant lovelight farms by b.k. borison the truth about cads and dukes by elisa braden the rigid duke by darcy burke impossible by darcy burke how to catch a viscount by annie burrows married to my boss by laura burton crying wolfe by kerrigan byrne

far cry by kate canterbary out of love by ruth cardello duke gone wrong by christy carlyle praise by sara cate come here often? by ellie center playing for love by jeevani charika sustained by emma chase to kill a kingdom by alexandra christo the billionaire's last minute marriage by amanda cinelli accidentally perfect by marissa clarke release by suzanne clay passionate persuasion by rosemary clement-moore a contracted spouse for the prizefighter by alice coldbreath the warlord wants forever by kresley cole a hunger like no other by kresley cole bold fortune by m.m. crane

do you want to start a scandal? by tessa dare mad for a mate by maryjanice davidson the co-op by tara dewitt when life gives you vampires by gloria duke

the bachelor and the bride by sarah m. eden mistakes not to make when avoiding a rake by fenna edgewood bittersweet by morgan elizabeth strictly business by carrie elks the rake by suzanne enoch stolen kisses by suzanne enoch

fake empire by c.w. farnsworth my mechanical romance by alexene farol follmuth mafia mistress by mila finelli mafia darling by mila finelli gorgeous monster by charity ferrell games in a ballroom by jentry flint mansplainer by avery flynn warm up by cathryn fox boss up by macy fox shattered altar by nicole fox shattered cradle by nicole fox the scoundrel seeks a wife by jemma frost

the wedding by julie garwood crush in the cascades by lisa s. gayle the woman in the library by sulari gentill the forever night stand by katie golding relentless by katie golding side hustle by emily goodwin icebreaker by hannah grace the one who loves you by pippa grant into the storm by rachel grant blood moon by jillian graves proof of their one hot night by emmy grayson the prince's pregnant secretary by emmy grayson screwing mr. scrooge by nichole greene hotshot doc by r.s. grey

before i ever met you by karina halle the appeal by janice hallett ignite by melanie harlow tempt by melanie harlow irresistible by melanie harlow insatiable by melanie harlow a relentless rake by anna harrington a remarkable rogue by anna harrington rule bender by b.j. harvey the shadow in the glass by j.j.a. harwood a ticking time boss by olivia hayle look but don't touch by olivia hayle red hot rebel by olivia hayle oxford heat by hannah haze the duchess hunt by lorraine heath the duke and the lady in red by lorraine heath the earl takes all by lorraine heath falling into bed with a duke by lorraine heath between the devil and desire by lorraine heath lord of wicked intentions by lorraine heath the alias by lena hendrix pie and punishment by jo henny wolf ghosts of the forbidden by leanna renee hieber thirsty by mia hopkins dearest rogue by elizabeth hoyt duke of sin by elizabeth hoyt duke of pleasure by elizabeth hoyt duke of desire by elizabeth hoyt twisted love by ana huang twisted games by ana huang twisted hate by ana huang twisted love by ana huang king of wrath by ana huang stern brunch cinnamon roll by katherine e. hunt ink by elizabeth hunter sin bin by teagan hunter

a lady's guide to fortune-hunting by sophie irwin secrets we hunt by dana isaly dipped in holly by dana isaly claimed by cupid by dana isaly

her dark reflection by hailey jade my american duchess by eloisa james meet me halfway by lilian t. james love me dirty by lilian t. james merry me darling by lilian t. james hex appeal by kate johnson

hate notes by vi keeland and penelope douglas what the fang? by stacey kennedy a botanist's guide to parties and potions by kate khavari it happened one autumn by lisa kleypas the devil in winter by lisa kleypas scandal in spring by lisa kleypas mine till midnight by lisa kleypas tempt me at twilight by lisa kleypas married by morning by lisa kleypas marrying winterborne by lisa kleypas devil in spring by lisa kleypas the werewolf tycoon's baby by celia kyle

ensnared by the werewolf by lillian lark stolen hair by sophie lark set on you by amy lea somebody's mother, somebody's daughter: true stories from victims and survivors of the yorkshire ripper by carol ann lee a debt paid in marriage by georgie lee that time i got drunk and yeeted a love potion at a werewolf by kimberly lemming no one is talking about this by patricia lockwood after hours on milagro street by angelina m. lopez untamed by elizabeth lowell taming mr. walker by rosa lucas resisting mr. kane by rosa lucas

sas: rogue heroes by ben macintyre rules of arrangement by maren mackenzie nine rules to break when romancing a rake by sarah maclean tempt the boss by natasha madison a wife for christmas by chloe maine the hardest fall by ella maise purity by skyler mason her best friend by sarah mayberry the stranger times by c.k. mcdonnell buried deception by amanda mckinney midnight, repeated by dani mclean ten rules for marrying a duke by michelle mclean a scandalous deception by lynn messina an infamous betrayal by lynn messina an ominous explosion by lynn messina a lark's tale by lynn messina miss fellingham's rebellion by lynn messina the fellingham minx by lynn messina little bird by tiffany meuret to kiss a king by jess michaels beautiful distraction by lydia michaels knocked up by the ceo by lilian monroe the newspaper nanny by maren moore not betting on forever by natasha moore and away by bob mortimer a million kisses in your lifetime by monica murphy the wrong brother by monica murphy fair game by monica murphy playing hard to get by monica murphy

moon blooded breeding clinic by c.m. nacosta the bribe by willa nash the naughty, the nice and the nanny by willa nash given to the ghoul by desiree m. niccoli

all our hidden gifts by caroline o'donoghue a deal with the devil by elizabeth o'roark the rebel heiress and the knight by melissa oliver kiss me, catalina by priscilla oliveras scotsman in the stacks by alana oxford

mr wrong number by lynn painter hot girl summer by sonia palermo at the bride hunt ball by olivia parker in love and war by kyra parsi juniper hill by devney perry runaway road by devney perry meet me at the anvil by kate prior the orc from the office by kate prior

mistress by amanda quick affair by amanda quick slightly shady by amanda quick don't look back by amanda quick late for the wedding by amanda quick seduction by amanda quick the paid companion by amanda quick ravished by amanda quick i thee wed by amanda quick surrender by amanda quick the viscount who loved me by julia quinn a not so meet cute by meghan quinn

from fake to forever by laila rafi trouble with the guy next door by holly renee trouble with the hotshot boss by holly renee trouble with the fake boyfriend by holly renee electric idol by katee robert gemini divided by lauren kristen roberts the vow by d. rose shy girls can't date billionaires by milly rose

down comes the night by alison saft the replacements by shae sanders hawk by kat savage things we never got over by lucy score heart of hope by lucy score famous in a small town by kylie scott house for sale navy seal included by cora seton archer's voice by mia sheridan passion and ink by naima simone heated by naima simone ravaged by naima simone scoring off the field by naima simone sinners anonymous by somme sketcher sinners condemned by somme sketcher sinners consumed by somme sketcher the devil's keepsake by somme sketcher auld acquaintance by sofia slater one bossy proposal by nicole snow internship with the devil by jaqueline snowe the weekend deal by jaqueline snowe evening the score by jaqueline snowe from the top by jaqueline snowe off the ice by jaqueline snowe phoebe by minerva spencer a haunted love by dakota star grump of cole by sabrina stark her vengeful king by a.n. stauber accidental secret daddy by callie stevens highlander's captive by mariah stone

maid for advertising by susie tate sleet kitten by s.j. tilly man hunt by vanessa vale the baby maker by lili valente the troublemaker by lili valente the heartbreaker by lili valente in which margo halifax earns her shocking reputation by alexandra vasti handle with care by a.n. verebes

tessa ever after by brighton walsh peanut by lucy watson dizzy by cate c. wells nickel's story by cate c. wells roosevelt by cate c. wells forty by cate c. wells heavy by cate c. wells hitting the wall by cate c. wells against the wall by cate c. wells the heir apparent's rejected mate by cate c. wells the lone wolf's rejected mate by cate c. wells nicky the driver by cate c. wells going nowhere fast by kati wilde secret santa by kati wilde

the wall street titan by anna zaires x2 the titan's obession by anna zaires under locke by mariana zapata

[eazy-group]

LaKesha lost 129 pounds

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LaKesha lost 129 pounds

Transformation of the Day: LaKesha shares how she lost 129 pounds. This proud mom is determined to live a long, healthy life for her son. She also wanted to prove to herself that she could reach her wellness goals. She has achieved impressive results by working with her trainer and committing to a healthy lifestyle.

Social Media: Kesha Marie on Facebook @keeshmarie83 on Instagram @mbakeesh on TikTok

What was your motivation? What inspired you to keep going, even when you wanted to give up? My motivation has always been my son. He is the reason why I keep going. I would never want him to have the burden of losing me early in his life. I want to do this for myself as well, to prove to myself that I can do it and overcome the struggle.

How did you change your eating habits?  Sugar has always been a huge problem for me. I love pizza, pasta, and bread. This is not my first time on this journey, so I know what to do. It’s just a matter of telling myself daily that I have to do it. Eating more protein and getting the right amount of healthy foods is still something I find myself struggling with, but I’m better than I was before. That’s what makes me confident that I will reach my goals. 

I know that food intake is the biggest part of weight loss. I realize that my meals have to be filled with fruits, veggies, and lean meats if I want to see real results. 

What is your workout routine?  The first time around, I did it on my own. I lost motivation and found myself regaining 60 lbs of the 80 lbs I lost. 

I realized this time I needed help. I work out with a trainer (Brianna CroMartie of CroMartie Fitness) which was the best decision I made for myself. We come across trainers who are there but not there, if that makes sense. She really cares about every single one of her clients – Not just our physical health but our mental, spiritual, and emotional health. It all plays a part in our success. 

How often did you work out? Bri offers 1:1 sessions online and in person. She also does three weekly boot camps (please get with her if you are ready to change your life). 

I work out six times a week, depending on my schedule and my son’s schedule. I do three 1:1 sessions with Bri and three Bootcamp sessions with her other clients. She recently started offering a Saturday circuit Training session that I attend as well. I also work out at Planet Fitness to get some extra work in sometimes. 

What was your starting weight? What is your current weight? My highest weight was actually 387 pounds. The first time around I lost over 80lbs. I went from 355 lbs to 275 lbs. I gained weight back and found myself back over 300 lbs when I started training with my trainer. I am currently down over 125 pounds and my current weight is 258 pounds. 

What is your height? 5’8″ 1/2 

When did you start your journey? How long did your transformation take? This is my second time at this, so it has been a journey for me. I am years in the game but I’m determined to finish this up in 2024. Losing weight and then gaining it back after a few years was one of the hardest things ever. Putting all that hard work in and then seeing myself slip and gain it back wasn’t easy to accept. 

Is weight loss surgery part of your journey? No, weight loss surgery is not a part of my journey. 

What is the biggest lesson you’ve learned so far? This is an ongoing process; I have to make a conscious effort daily to make the right choices/decisions. Some days, I pass, and some days, I fail. It’s not about perfection. It’s about progress. That’s the biggest lesson I’m learning as I continue on this journey. 

If I want to truly reach the best version of myself, I have to understand that every day will not be easy, but it will be worth it.

What advice do you have for women who want to lose weight? Get ya mind right! Mind over matter is a huge part of the journey and one of the biggest struggles to overcome. Deep down we know what we need to do to be the healthiest version of ourselves but we have to get our mind to follow. 

Many of us also struggle with self-discipline. Once the motivation to keep going is gone, you have to have self-discipline to carry you through.

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[yazthebookish]

Azriel's POV Chapter (Gwyn's scene) ✨

Hello again lovely people,

Here is a Gwynriel post for you all to enjoy. This time, I'm making connections to Azriel's personality and how Gwyn is the person that will open up Azriel for us and we had a glimpse of that in his POV.

So, let's point out a few things about Azriel, these all will be in reference to content in the previous books (including ACOSF) and to portray what is canon and to make accurate assumptions.

Note: if you disagree with it, kindly move on. I'm writing this post to share my perspective on it and not to start an argument. This will be tagged in the Gwyneth Berdara and Gwynriel tag for those fans.

So, let's have a look at Azriel:

"Azriel just shook his head. “I’ll go. The Prison sentries know me—what I am.” I wondered if the shadowsinger was usually the first to throw himself into danger." (ACOMAF, pg. 180).

"Mor gave Azriel a warning glare to tell him not to volunteer this time. The spymaster just gave her an incredulous look in return." (ACOMAF, pg. 207)

• Azriel is reckless, he'd be the first one ready to throw himself into danger.

“I don’t really know where I fit in anymore,” -- “I’ve been alive almost five and a half centuries, and I’m not sure of that, either,” Azriel said." (ACOMAF, pg. 241)

• Despite having the Inner Circle, Azriel does feel like he is unsure of where he fits.

“They can be trusted,” Azriel said with quiet steel, his scarred hands clenching at his leather-clad sides. “We're not taking risks where this is concerned,” Rhys merely said. (ACOMAF, pg. 205)

• Azriel completely trusts his shadows.

"He might have defied and proved those Illyrian pricks wrong at every turn, but it won’t matter if Rhys makes him Prince of Velaris—he’ll see himself as a bastard-born nobody, and not good enough for anyone. Especially me.” (ACOMAF, pg. 511)

• Azriel has no sense of self-worth.

"There was an icy rage in Azriel I had never been able to thaw. In the centuries I’d known him, he’d said little about his life, those years in his father’s keep, locked in darkness." (ACOMAF, pg. 275)

"it seemed, since Azriel had barely managed a polite hello to me before launching into sparring with Rhysand, his face grim and tight." -- "I wondered if it was as much for practice as it was for Rhys to help his spymaster work off his frustration." (ACOMAF pg. 292)

"She told me little of the specifics—even less about how the frustration of not being able to get his spies or himself into those courts took a toll on him. The standards to which he held himself, she confided in me, bordered on sadistic." (ACOMAF, 376)

• Azriel's rage intimidates the others. Not even his brothers know what he went through. He works off his rage through physical fights.

“Does he mind what he does? Not the spying, I mean. What he did to the Attor today.” Rhys loosed a breath. “It’s hard to tell with him— But Azriel … Cassian tries, I try—but I think the only person who ever gets him to admit to any sort of feeling is Mor. And that’s only when she’s pestered him to the point where even his infinite patience has run out." (ACOMAF, pg. 288)

• Azriel is a very very hard person to make him open up. He is not an expressive person, he is secretive.

Azriel shook his head, shadows twining around his wrists. “It’s not the same. When you’re older, the fears, the mental blocks … it’s different.” (ACOWAR, pg. 187).

• Azriel has an understanding of another person's trauma and somehow connects with it.

"Mor didn’t so much as look in his direction. I could have sworn guilt clouded Azriel’s eyes, there and gone in a blink." (ACOWAR, pg. 280)

• Azriel has a habit of hiding reactions and feelings, often wearing a cold mask or a blank expression.

“After Azriel found me with that note nailed to my womb … I tried to explain. But he started to confess what he felt, and I panicked, and … and to get him to stop, to keep him from saying he loved me, I just turned and left, and … and I couldn’t face explaining it after that. To Az, to the others.” (ACOWAR, pg. 590)

• Azriel at one point was overwhelmed by his emotions that he began to express his feelings to Mor who tried to explain to him. His insecurity in romance stems from this moment.

I might've missed some points and there are more scenes that would give more insight to Azriel. But from this we can find that Azriel is a complex character. He is dark, appears to be devoid of emotions even though we know he feels deeply. He reacts to signs of affection visibly and in more than one occasion is seen blushing, but he is not expressive. In many moments, you do not get out of Azriel as much as you'd like because he comes off as stoic. Around people he cares about, he would soften a little but he keeps a veil of shadows around him, metaphorically speaking.

What strikes me about his scenes with Gwyn and we have seen that in a few pages is this:

• Azriel is shown on more than one occasion his need to let out his rage physically.

• He lands in the ring without his shadows warning him who is there. It turned out to be Gwyn.

• He then explains to Gwyn that he is here to retrieve something and leave and here is where Gwyn begins to chat with him. He notices that she smiled at him but it was more directed at his shadows, he may find it peculiar since most people are wary and intimidated by his shadows. It's shown in more than one occasion that Az does not dislike his shadows.

• Their chat begins with questions and then she said "Happy Solstice" though he took it as a dismissal and teased her about it. What's interesting here is Gwyn explains that she want not dismissing him, but she knows that he likes to be alone and then asks him about that's the reason he was in the ring on Solstice.

• Then Gwyn begins to tease him a little, and we see reactions of him such as a twitch of a smile and the fact that Azriel not usually a talkative person, refrained from mentioning details about him having daggers all over his room.

• A big sign to all of us was when Gwyn let it out a clouded breath and one of Az's shadows darted out to dance with it. Something that we have never seen his shadows do, let alone the fact that they interact or move close to someone.

• Their chat resumes by Azriel answering her questions and he conciously realizes that some of his answers are not socially acceptable and then he asks her in return too. Remember, this is Azriel who isn't much a social person and barely says any more words than necessary.

• She takes the chance to ask him a personal question which even catches Azriel off guard that he states that not everyday people took him by surprise. He asks her about her question and she casually asks him again until he chuckles and answers her with a "Yes" he does sing. This is likely a fact no other character knows since we never see them mentioning and I bet they'd tease him like hell about it. He opened up to it to Gwyn.

• He then asks her to try and cut the ribbon. She tries and he notices her movements and takes out one of his daggers to show her using his palm. Remember how very insecure he is about his scarred hands, not only he didn't think of his scarred hands as he showed Gwyn, but he also fought the urge to open her wrist and correct her hold on the dagger until she got it right.

• She jokes about it being Cassian's fault for being too distracted by Nesta, making Azriel laugh. She thanked Azriel with a broad smile and he felt something restless settling in him and his shadows calming, content to lounge on his shoulders and watch. Again, remember that Azriel needs to let out his rage physically to cool down but he didn't even need to with Gwyn there, he calmed down in her presence.

• He wishes her a Happy Solstice and left the ring and as he descended the stairs her heard faint beautiful singing and he swore he could hear his shadows sing in answer.

• The next day after the necklace and snow ball loss fiasco, he finds himself at Clotho's desk even though he had every intention of returning the necklace he got for Elain and which Elain returned back to the shop. He asks Clotho to give it to Gwyn but then a whole discussion about keeping his identity a secret and Clotho not liking to lie but then agreed to say it was from a friend.

• Clotho mentions that Gwyn deserves something as beautiful as this, and thanks him for the joy it will bring her. At this line, something sparks in Azriel's chest. Even as he ascended the stairs, the image of Gwyn's teal eyes lighting up upon seeing the necklace. For some reason, he could see that face. He tucked that thought that he had to consciously erase the slight smile it brought to his face. He did not erase the image of Gwyn's smile, no... he buried the image, that precious image, deep down in him where it glowed quietly.

The significance of Azriel's chapter and his scene with Gwyn is how different Azriel is around Gwyn, how open he is in a way we haven't seen before. We only had these for like around 3-4 pages? Can you imagine how much more we will see in a full book? This is the closed-off Azriel we are talking about, who felt comfortable enough to be himself around Gwyn. Despite her traumatic past, despite him being the one to witness it, he does not walk on eggshells around her, he does not coddle her, he does not feel pity for her. Later on we see them bantering, teasing and challenging each other. Sure we did not have that many scenes, but it was enough to establish a potential.

Gwyn's scene in Azriel's POV was as if someone was loosening the tight chains wrapped around Azriel and letting him let out a long breath.

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Neighbour

Bucky first moves into the apartment building because it’ll provide him a safe home away from the dangers of his work as an Avenger. He doesn’t plan on meeting Y/N, the girl down the hall.

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The apartment building is the perfect fit. It’s four blocks across and three blocks down from the Avengers Tower in New York City, far enough away that Bucky can easily walk to the building and close enough that the tower’s shadow still chills his back. It’s nice to be able to have a place to live that isn’t a part of the Avengers, like almost every other aspect of Bucky’s existence. 

It also doesn’t hurt that it seems to calm Tony down to have Bucky away from him- he supposes the Civil War situation and the unmentionable crimes he’d committed as the Winter Soldier still tighten an invisible noose around Tony’s neck whenever the billionaire looks at him. The more time Bucky has away from the entire Avengers world, the better. The separation of church and state; except, in his case, more like the separation of government secrets and any potential relaxation at home. Although Bucky’s never been one for relaxation.

His few meager possessions have finally been moved into this new apartment building, and they decorate a few sparse shelves. The rooms aren’t quite luxurious, nor bare, more somewhere along the lines of furnished. This isn’t due to lack of funding- no, Steve and everyone else had made sure Bucky had more than enough money to support himself. This was all his choice- maybe born from a habit of only needing a few things so he could pack up easily for a life on the run, maybe even from before then, when scrimping and saving for wartime efforts were commonplace.

Money didn’t form the decision as to why Bucky chose to live in an apartment building, though. That was purely for protection. The thoughts had spiraled into his head as soon as Bucky had begun considering a future living situation. A house by himself was no good- even with neighbours, he would still be easily targeted. And if he lived alone, with few neighbours? Even worse- he could be singled out and killed by any decent strike team. Living without anyone around would cause Bucky to be a lone wolf, separated from the protection of the pack and left to the mercy of a none too benevolent world.

An apartment complex, on the other hand, would do nicely. There are 15 stories, about 275 total apartments but only 260 in use. There are enough people in the building to hide Bucky, enough inhabitants coming and going to ensure that one war-worn soldier in particular would be disguised in the crowd. No sniper, no matter how well trained, would risk firing into the building at him. No strike team could excuse a raid on his room, and thus Bucky ensures his safety as best he can by living here.

This being said, Bucky still flinches at the sound of a knock at the door. No one should know he was there, and any coworkers would only speak to him at the Avengers Tower or some other S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters to guarantee no suspicions were raised as a result of high-profile government agents coming to his apartment. Bucky walks slowly over to the door, back hand moving silently to grab a knife hidden in a discreet pocket on his belt. His hand closes around the ridged rubber handle and the blade shines in the light from an open window. Bucky glances once in the peephole in the door, then groans under his breath, putting his knife away hurriedly before opening the door.

Standing before him is a cheerful young woman, holding a cloth covered plate in her hands. When she sees him, her smile grows even broader, if that was possible. “Ah, you must be Mr. Barnes. I’m Y/N, your neighbour from down the hall. The door next to the window?” Bucky forces a smile, still confused as to why she was there. “Bucky. Uh, I go by Bucky.” The woman nods. “Bucky it is. Well, I always bring new neighbours some freshly baked cookies. I figure it’s a nice way to start off your first few days here, right?”

She carefully unwraps the cloth from around the plate, revealing a small mound of chocolate chip cookies, still warm from the oven based on the steam just beginning to emanate from the plate. Bucky tries not to stare- he hasn’t had homemade cookies in what feels like years. Could be decades.

He takes the plate from her after standing there for a moment. “Thanks, Y/N. I appreciate it.” Y/N smiles at him again. “No problem! Hey, if you ever need something, even just someone to talk to, I’m right down the hall. Apartment on the left of that window there. Just knock.” Bucky nods slowly. “I’ll, uh, keep that in mind.” The woman waves goodbye, then heads back down the hallway once more, leaving Bucky standing in his doorway holding the plate of cookies. So that was his neighbour.

After Bucky manages to make it back inside, he sits down in one of his newly purchased chairs, thinking. He hadn’t planned on speaking to any of the other inhabitants of the apartment building- he’s always been taught that friendships with non-Avengers or other agents were risky. Too big of a chance of them being double agents or hurt because of him, so Bucky had decided not to talk to anyone else in the building. Yet here he was, already telling Y/N his name. Hey, at least her cookies were good. 

Bucky finds himself stumbling up to his apartment building after a long, rough day. The problem with his line of work is that it constantly left him questioning everything he did. When he helped use his skills to track someone down, was it worth it? When he had to go in on missions and infiltrate HYDRA bases, who was benefiting from it? When he looked into someone’s eyes and pulled the trigger, was he killing a criminal or murdering an innocent?

Bucky’s head is a swirling mess by the time he finally gets to his floor, and his feet drag him out of the elevator without being directed by a single thought. His eyes latch on the shape of his front door, but Bucky realizes that the last thing he wants right now is to be alone. Unconsciously, his head turns to face another door, one near him. It’s bathed in a light from the window right next to it. 

Y/N.

Her words rise, unbidden, from some unknown depths of his memory. If you ever need something, even just someone to talk to, I’m right down the hall. He doesn’t know why he stops by her door, doesn’t know why his hand rises to knock twice on the hard wood, doesn’t know why the door knob twists open under the guide of his fingers when she calls for him to come in.

Y/N’s apartment looks a lot like his. It faces the bustling streets of the city, the junctures of the streets. She has art hung around the walls, and tall bookcases are wedged in the corners. A faded blanket is draped across a pale green couch, and light from an antique lamp paints the room in a bright coat of gold. After a second, Bucky’s eyes find Y/N, bent over her kitchen counter. He can see now why she couldn’t answer the door herself- her hands are covered in flour, busily kneading a mound of dough in front of her.

She smiles when she sees him approach. “Hey, Bucky! Sorry about this- I’m just finishing a loaf of bread.” Bucky chuckles softly in spite of himself. “Didn’t realize you like baking this much.” Y/N laughs, a soft sound like the chiming of bells. “It’s a habit.” Her hands methodically fold the dough in front of her, pushing it forward only to pull it back over itself once more. Light motes of flour occasionally drift up from the counter.

It takes Bucky a moment to realize she’s looking at him expectantly, and he clears his throat. “Right. I just wanted to- I remembered you said something about-” Y/N glances up at him with her lips curving into a smile, and he suddenly can’t finish his sentence. She reaches into a tall plastic container next to her, and dusts her dough with a pinch more of flour. “Well, no matter the reason, I’m glad you stopped by. I’ve been meaning to ask someone about this program I’m supposed to be reviewing for work. It’s not that long, only ten or so minutes. If you don’t mind, I’ll put it on while I finish up the bread and you can tell me your thoughts.”

She crosses the kitchen to rinse off her flour-powdered hands, and after dashing a towel about them, pulls up a short video on her TV. It’s actually quite interesting, some overview of a project regarding city planning. Towards the end, Y/N puts her bread in some warm drawer (“to proof so it will rise!” or whatever that means) and cleans her hands once more before perching on a chair next to him.

Once the screen fades to black, she turns to him. “So, what do you think? I’ve got to decide in a few days whether or not to support this guy and his project, but I’m not sure. I mean, more space for the hospitals would definitely be useful, but if it keeps encroaching on park land like that, it won’t be great for the environment.” Bucky frowns. “What if he extended it in the other direction instead? He’s got more room around the east side of the building.” Y/N furrows her brow in concentration, playing back the video so she can see what he’s talking about.

He ends up staying for half an hour more, spending almost the entire time discussing the proposed project. He didn’t mean to stay that long, but it’s so easy to talk to Y/N that he barely felt any time pass at all. When he eventually heads out, after promising to drop by again soon, he closes the door behind him with more reluctance than he had realized. His chest feels strangely light, and there’s an odd expression on his face. A smile.

The weeks fly by in his new apartment, coming and going far faster than Bucky had expected. He ends up visiting Y/N often, and they quickly become fast friends. For someone who’s not supposed to be engaging with civilians, Bucky’s breaking his own rules quite easily. 

He’s at work at the Avengers Tower when he first hears about it. Bucky had noticed a sudden increase in commotion outside of his station, and he hadn’t considered it much before Steve had come bursting into the room. All his friend had to do was hold out the case file in his hand and Bucky’s heart rate had gone through the roof.

Y/N was missing. No, Y/N was captured. By HYDRA agents. Because of him. There were photos of her in some cell, hands tied behind her back. She was being held ransom to hurt him, to punish him for defecting from his title as HYDRA’s Winter Soldier. It hadn’t taken long for Bucky to put together a team and find out where she was being held, but the entire time he was preparing Bucky felt a constant twist in his stomach, a pain like a knife being slowly stabbed through him.

The HYDRA outpost where Y/N is being held is small, barely large enough to trigger S.H.I.E.L.D. sensors. Yet there it is, guards posted outside the door and everything. Bucky barely says a word to his team, already taking out the guards and storming inside. It’s strange- enemy soldiers in the halls look terrified at the sight of him, and Bucky doesn’t realize why until he comes face to face with his own reflection in a polished metal door. He looks like a wild animal, emotionless and cold, seconds away from a kill. He looks angry- no, furious. Beyond furious. What was dear to him had been taken away, and he was ready to do anything to get her back.

The HYDRA structure is small, and so it doesn’t take long for Bucky to find Y/N. She looks up when she sees him, and he can see the confusion and relief warring in her eyes when he walks through the door. He doesn’t say a word while they’re leaving the building, and neither does she. It’s only when they’re both alone in a closed off room on a Quinjet leaving the HYDRA compound that Bucky finally opens his mouth to speak.

“I’m leaving the apartment building. I’ll probably never see you again.” Y/N jerks her head up, shocked. “Because of the attack? Why wouldn’t you see me?” Bucky methodically takes off his armor, removing mics and thick pieces of armored uniform. “It’s not safe for you. I’m not putting you in any position when you can get hurt.”

Y/N laughs harshly, a strange, discordant contrast to the bubbly laugh he’s used to hearing. “Bucky, you not seeing me won’t make a difference. I knew that when I first met you, and I decided to get to know you anyway. I was the first one to take this risk, and I’m not letting you walk away from me because the consequences have been made real.” Bucky looks at her, confused. “What are you talking about? You knew who I was?”

Y/N nods, turning her head away so Bucky can’t see her face. “I knew you were the Winter Soldier. James Buchanan Barnes. I knew that being anywhere remotely near you would be dangerous to me, but I stayed because you were important to me. Please, don’t give up on me because of what might happen.”

Bucky throws his hands in the air, frustrated. “What might happen? Y/N, it already did happen. You could have been killed-or worse- all because of me. This is for the best. Don’t think I want this to happen, because I don’t. I just-” His voice cracks on the last word. “I just need you to be safe.” Y/N walks over to him, gently taking his hands in hers. “I will be safe. If you’re there with me. Bucky, we both know they won’t try something like this again, not for a while. Not after their first attempt went so badly. It’s alright to be worried, but please, don’t leave me.”

Bucky looks at her, earnest eyes meeting his tense ones, then sighs. “Fine. I won’t go. Just promise me you’ll be careful? You’ll contact me if anything seems wrong?” Y/N smiles at him. “Of course I will. As long as I’ve got you, I know I’ll be alright.”

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#5

I like to think that since returning, Bruno still talks quite quietly. I know he spoke sometimes to do his rat performances and stuff but this dude was practically silent for 10 YEARS.

Like maybe sometimes he whispers to people out of habit or just doesn’t speak at all in large gatherings. I’m kinda surprised by how loud he was when mirabel first talks to him in his room.

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Sometimes I remember neurotypicals exist and it scares me

Like y’all.. function normally? You can look folks in the eyes? You don’t stim..? Can’t even imagine it 😰

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This will never NOT be the funniest thing I’ve ever seen

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Oh don’t mind me just calling venom the best romcom of 2021 in front of straight men.. testing them…

I have the comics and Tom hardy on my side you LOSE sir

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Commemorated on September 2 ( OldJuian calendar

The Holy Martyr Mamant of Caesare (275)

     The Holy Martyr Mamant was born in Paphlagonia of pious and illustrious parents, the Christians Theodotos and Ruphina. For their open confession of their faith, the parents of the saint were arrested by the pagans and locked up in prison in Caesarea Cappadocia. Knowing his own bodily weaknesses, Theodotos prayed, that the Lord would take him before being martyred. The Lord heard his prayer and he died in prison. Saint Ruphina died also after him, having given birth to a premature son, whom she prayerfully entrusted to God, beseeching that He be the Protector and Defender of the orphaned infant. God hearkened to the death-bed prayer of Saint Ruphina: a rich Christian widow named Ammea reverently buried the bodies of Saints Theodotos and Ruphina, and she took the boy into her own home and surrounded him with motherly care. Saint Mamant grew up in the Christian faith. His foster mother concerned herself with the developing of his natural abilities and early on she sent him off to study his grammar. The boy learned easily and willingly. He was not of an age of mature judgement but distinguished himself by maturity of mind and of heart. By means of prudent conversations and personal example young Mamant converted many of his own peers to Christianity. There was a denunciation about this to the governor, named Democritus, and the youth was arrested and brought to trial. In deference to his illustrious parentage Democritus decided not to subject him to torture, but instead sent him off to the emperor Aurelian (270-275). The emperor tried at first kindly, but then with threats to turn Saint Mamant back to the pagan faith, but all in vain: the saint bravely confessed himself a Christian and pointed out the madness of the pagans in their worship of mindless idols. Infuriated, the emperor subjected the youth to cruel tortures. They eventually wanted to drown the saint, but an Angel of the Lord saved Saint Mamant and bid him live on an high mountain in the wilderness, located not far from Caesarea. Bowing to the will of God, the saint built there a small church and began to lead a life of strict temperance, in exploits of fasting and prayer.      Soon he received a remarkable power over the forces of nature: wild beasts inhabiting the surrounding wilderness gathered at his abode and listened to the reading of the Holy Gospel. Saint Mamant nourished himself on the milk of wild goats and deer.      The saint did not ignore the needs of his neighbours: preparing cheese from this milk, he gave it away freely to the poor. Soon the fame of Saint Mamant's life spread throughout all of Caesarea. The governor in concern sent a detachment of soldiers to arrest him. Coming across Saint Mamant on the mountain, the soldiers did not recognise him, and mistook him for a simple shepherd. The saint then invited them to his dwelling, gave them a drink of milk and then told them his name, knowing that a suffering death for Christ awaited him. In surrendering himself over into the hands of the torturers, Saint Mamant was brought to trial under a deputy governor named Alexander, who subjected him to intensive and prolonged tortures. But they did not break the Christian will of the saint. He was strengthened by the words addressed to him from above: "Be strong and take courage, Mamant". When they gave Saint Mamant over for devouring by wild beasts, these creatures would not touch him. Finally, one of the pagan-priests struck at him with a trident-spear. Mortally wounded, Saint Mamant went out beyond the city limits. There, in a small stone cave, he offered up his spirit to God, Who in the hearing of all summoned the holy Martyr Mamant into the habitation on high (+ 275). He was buried by believers at the place of his death.      Christians soon began to receive from him blessings of help in their afflictions and sorrows. Saint Basil the Great speaks thus about the holy Martyr Mamant in a sermon to the people: "Commemorate ye the holy martyr: those, who saw him in a vision, who from amongst the living here have him as an helper, those whom in calling on his name he hath helped in some matter, those whom he hath guided out of a prodigal life, those whom he hath healed of infirmity, those whose children already dead he hath restored to life, those whose life he hath prolonged – all of ye, gathered as one, praise ye the martyr".

© 1996-2001 by translator Fr. S. Janos.

Kaluga Icon of the Mother of God (1771)

The Appearance of the Kaluzhsk Icon of the Mother of God

Commemorated on September 2, October 12, July 18 and on the first Sunday of the Apostles' Fast.

     The Appearance of the Kaluzhsk Icon of the Mother of God occurred in 1748 in the village of Tinkova, near Kaluga, at the home of the landowner Vasilii Kondrat'evich Khitrov. Two servants of Khitrov were examining old things in the attic of his home. One of them, Evdokia, noted for her unconstrained temper, was given to rough and even indecorous language. Her companion began to admonish her and while arguing she discovered a large package covered in a grimy sackcloth. Undoing it, the girl saw the picture of a woman in dark garments with a book in her hands. Considering it to be the portrait of a woman monastic and wanting to bring Evdokia to her senses, she accused her of being disrespectful to the hegumeness. Evdokia answered the scolding words of her companion, and becoming increasingly angry, she spit at the picture. Immediately she became convulsed and fell down senseless. Her frightened companion reported about what had happened throughout the household. The next night, The Queen of Heaven appeared to Evdokia's parents and told them, that their daughter had jeered at Her blasphemously and She ordered them to make a molieben before the insulted icon, and to sprinkle the invalid with holy water at the molieben. After the molieben Evdokia recovered, and Khitrov took the wonderworking icon into his own home, where abundantly issued forth healings to those approaching it with faith. Afterwards they conveyed the icon to the parish temple in honour of the Nativity of the MostHoly Mother of God in the village of Kaluzhka. A copy of it was dispatched to Kaluga. At the present time it is situated in the cathedral church of Kaluga.      Through this icon the Mother of God has repeatedly manifest Her protection of the Russian Land during its difficult times. The celebration of the Kaluga Icon on 2 September was established in remembrance of the deliverance from an ulcerous plague in 1771. A second celebration was established 12 October, in memory of the saving of Kaluga from the French invasion of 1812. In 1898 there was established a celebration on 18 July in gratitude to the Mother of God for safe-guarding against cholera. Celebration is made likewise on the 1st Sunday of the Peter fast.

© 1996-2001 by translator Fr. S. Janos.

Galatians 2:21-3:7

21I do not set aside the grace of God; for if righteousness comes through the law, then Christ died in vain.1O foolish Galatians! Who has bewitched you that you should not obey the truth, before whose eyes Jesus Christ was clearly portrayed among you as crucified?2This only I want to learn from you: Did you receive the Spirit by the works of the law, or by the hearing of faith?3Are you so foolish? Having begun in the Spirit, are you now being made perfect by the flesh?4Have you suffered so many things in vain-if indeed it was in vain?5Therefore He who supplies the Spirit to you and works miracles among you, does He do it by the works of the law, or by the hearing of faith?-6just as Abraham "believed God, and it was accounted to him for righteousness."7Therefore know that only those who are of faith are sons of Abraham.

Galatians 2:11-16

11Now when Peter had come to Antioch, I withstood him to his face, because he was to be blamed;12for before certain men came from James, he would eat with the Gentiles; but when they came, he withdrew and separated himself, fearing those who were of the circumcision.13And the rest of the Jews also played the hypocrite with him, so that even Barnabas was carried away with their hypocrisy.14But when I saw that they were not straightforward about the truth of the gospel, I said to Peter before them all, "If you, being a Jew, live in the manner of Gentiles and not as the Jews, why do you compel Gentiles to live as Jews?15We who are Jews by nature, and not sinners of the Gentiles,16knowing that a man is not justified by the works of the law but by faith in Jesus Christ, even we have believed in Christ Jesus, that we might be justified by faith in Christ and not by the works of the law; for by the works of the law no flesh shall be justified.

Mark 5:24-34

24So Jesus went with him, and a great multitude followed Him and thronged Him.25Now a certain woman had a flow of blood for twelve years,26and had suffered many things from many physicians. She had spent all that she had and was no better, but rather grew worse.27When she heard about Jesus, she came behind Him in the crowd and touched His garment.28For she said, "If only I may touch His clothes, I shall be made well."29Immediately the fountain of her blood was dried up, and she felt in her body that she was healed of the affliction.30And Jesus, immediately knowing in Himself that power had gone out of Him, turned around in the crowd and said, "Who touched My clothes?"31But His disciples said to Him, "You see the multitude thronging You, and You say, 'Who touched Me?' "32And He looked around to see her who had done this thing.33But the woman, fearing and trembling, knowing what had happened to her, came and fell down before Him and told Him the whole truth.34And He said to her, "Daughter, your faith has made you well. Go in peace, and be healed of your affliction."

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notes on augustine

my section for augustine (and mercymorn) are pretty brief, since for the others I was taking down any information that hinted at their personality, but we know them! so i didn't have to do that! nonetheless, here are all my notes on what seemed like relevant information about augustine during my reread:

(you can find links to the other posts in this project here!)

AUGUSTINE

titles:

First saint to ascend, first gen, founded the fifth, saint of patience (from BOE) source piotra

name origin and meaning (from wikipedia lol)

notes:

Spirit magic generalist (htn. pg. 173)

John says that Cristabel's name would upset Augustine (htn. pg. 177)

Augustine doesn't mind talking about Cristabel though, and says: "A total delight. Effervescent. Kind to animals and children. A master of the sword. Did not have the intellect you'd ordinarily find in a sandwich or an orange, and was a sickening twerp into the bargain. The Eighth House will never see her like again." (htn. pg. 177)

G1deon has caused Augustine a lot of trouble in the last 40 years (htn. pg. 268)

Augustine developed his smoking habit to impress Pyrrha (htn. pg. 275)

Extremely proficient in river based magic. Not as proficient as Cassiopiea, but enough that John thinks he could bring an RB’s brain and body into the river (htn. pg. 337)

John says that G1deon doesn’t talk about her (alecto), but Augustine and Mercy still feel guilty about what happened (htn. pg. 345)

Gideon & Pyrrha liked Alecto despite the fact that the other lyctors (at least Mercy and Augustine) didn't (htn. pg. 479)

"you picked the wrong man to enter a suicide pact with. I hate 'em. Cristabel might have undone all my good work with Alfred, but here comes the reckoning." - Augustine (htn. pg. 487)

was brought on John's team because he was a "glycerol-6 genius" (ntn. pg. 13)

“I remember A- and M-... they were alive… we all hid behind a kitchen table. I remember their hands in my hands… I remember A- telling me something, and M- saying, We’re together. We’ll go together. But they found us, they were already there. They shot A- right in front of us… hauled me out… M- said, Take John alive. He’s worth more to you alive. And they shot her.” (ntn. pg. 406)

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Tell Me Lies (3/4)

Summary: A long needed discussion, a surprising list, and a poorly conceived vow 

Status: complete! Go read the whole thing if you would like on AO3!

Side note: I really love angst. But you’ll be laughing by the end of chapter three, I promise. I wrote this because it has been weighing on my mind that Aziraphale’s rather loose relationship with the truth has never been fully addressed between him and Crowley. 

Second side note: this is part of a long running series in which they have been living together for about two years in the bookshop. So definitely established relationship. If you’re interested, here’s the series page.

Ok enough notes. 

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Chapter Three

“Stop it with the flower languages,” Crowley said, “before I beat you over the head with a stem of each of them.”

Aziraphale tried to process that and came up with nothing.

Crowley waited as the angel got to his feet, and then stood back and made a choppy gesture at the door.

“Coming in?”

Why yes, of course he was. He followed Crowley into the apartment and immediately noted with a burst of hope that each of his vases were lined up on the kitchen island, each flower looking well cared for. None of them appeared to have been fed to the garbage disposal for mulch.

“Did you know that white carnations are said to repel snakes?” Crowley asked. “Thanksss for not including those in one of these little telegrams.”

“You’re welcome?” Aziraphale said, feeling unsure of what to say or do.

They stared at each other awkwardly for a few moments, until Crowley motioned Aziraphale to have a seat at one of the stools at the kitchen counter. When Aziraphale sat, he moved to the other side of the open counter and leaned against it, facing the angel, arms loosely crossed. His body language, Aziraphale noted, was guarded and his face was unreadable. He wished, achingly, that he could reach over and pull the demon’s glasses off, but he knew better than to try.

“You wanted to talk to me?” Crowley said coolly.

Right then, Aziraphale breathed. Get on with the pleading. 

“I did, my dear. There are so many things I want to tell you. But first and foremost, I want you to know that you’re right, of course. My not telling you when I found Adam was a profound betrayal, and not confessing to it sooner was foolish and self-serving. I should have told you then what I’d done.”

“Why didn’t you?”

“I suppose,” the angel said, “that I wasn’t sure you’d forgive me.”

The demon made a neutral noise and Aziraphale felt his stomach clench.

“If it matters, though,” he added carefully, “I didn’t. Run off to heaven with the information, I mean. Share it with them instead of you.”

Crowley raised an eyebrow. “Oh?”

“No. I lied to them too,” Aziraphale said, and immediately flushed. “Not that that puts me in any better light, but still. I told them I had no idea where the boy was. And then I came home and spoke to the Metatron, hoping he would take on the work of killing the boy instead of us – which of course went over like, what was it? A lead balloon. And immediately after that didn’t work I called you. To tell you. You remember, I called when Hastur and Ligur were with you. Told you I had found him, but you cut me off.”

Crowley thought this over for a moment, and found a dim memory of hearing the words through the phone line before he stopped the angel mid-sentence. His attention, he had to admit, had been elsewhere at the time.

“You didn’t want to kill him,” he said slowly.

“I didn’t want either of us to kill him!” Aziraphale protested. “It would have been disastrous, even if it worked. Imagine the retribution if it had been you who did it!”

Crowley stared at him, one eyebrow raised.  

Aziraphale laid his hands flat on the counter in front of him, beseechingly. “Crowley,” he said, voice nearly broken. “In the end, you were the only one I told. You were the only being in the universe I chose to trust with the information. You must know that.”

Crowley swallowed hard and appeared to consider this. “Still took you a long way round to actually do so.”

“It did. I’m so sorry. I failed you in so many ways back then,” Aziraphale said quietly. “I’m still failing you now. I want to be better for you.”

“Angel…” Crowley groaned, his voice more gentle.

They sat quietly for a few minutes before something occurred to Aziraphale.

“Oh!” the angel said, snapping and making a large notepad appear in front of him. “This is for you.”

Crowley unbent himself from his current position and walked around to sit on the stool next to Aziraphale, who found himself almost knocked over with a rush of longing at the demon’s proximity. Crowley’s face was still guarded when he looked up, but he let his glasses slip down a little so the angel could see his eyes for the first time. They looked red and tired, and there were dark circles beneath them. It made his chest ache to see them.

Crowley gave the notepad a cursory examination. It was crammed full of tiny writing, elaborate and neat, and appeared to be a numbered list that went on for an unfathomable number of pages.

“What is this?” he asked, not yet prepared to dive in and read it.

“It’s a list,” Aziraphale said. He cleared his throat. “Of everything I can ever remember lying to you about.”

Crowley blinked at him. “Excuse me?”

Aziraphale blushed a little. “Starts at the very beginning, right after the garden,” he said. “I’ve believe most everything is accounted for.”

“Why would you think I would want this?” Crowley growled.

“Because!” Aziraphale cried. “Because I have spent too much time bending the truth! It’s become a terrible and shameful habit. I spent days making this list, Crowley, looking back over each and every interaction I can remember between us. I’m sorry there are so many! I don’t know how to help with that, but I thought perhaps the act of admitting to all of them might, I don’t know, have meaning. Show remorse. Help, somehow.”

Crowley blinked a few more times at him and then trailed a finger down the page to a random entry. “Item 3: Mesopotamia – told Crowley I liked the date wine he brought me. I did not care for it.”

Aziraphale nodded. “It was wretched,” he said quietly.

Crowley snorted and flipped a couple pages.

“Item 21: Jerusalem - Pretended I had not noticed that Crowley was present at the wedding when I ran into him;” Crowley read aloud. “Actually noticed him immediately.”

Crowley looked up. “This is hardly earth-shattering stuff, angel.”

Aziraphale shrugged. “I wanted to be thorough.”

Crowley grimaced and continued to read at random.

Item 40: Wessex: Told Crowley I had not missed him since I last saw him. Actually missed him terribly.

Item 51: Dublin: Told Crowley I did not know where the last of the ale had gone. Drank it while he was out and hid the flagon.

Item 117:Dublin: Told Crowley I didn’t undo his temptation with the clan chief. Very much did. He seemed to know it anyway. But still.

Item 144: London: acted like I walked in front of the carriage on purpose to thwart an evil plan. Actually just distracted by hand pie. Nearly died if not for Crowley’s intervention. Denied it vociferously.

Item 223: Moscow: Denied my feelings.

Item 275: Berlin: Denied my feelings.

Item 323: London: Denied my feelings.

Item 325: London: Denied my feelings.

Item 329: London: Denied my feelings.

Crowley put the pages down and rubbed the bridge of his nose. Aziraphale, heart wide open and aching, simply watched him.

“Aziraphale,” Crowley said, bemused. “This has to be the most humiliating list of misdeeds anyone has ever put together in the history of the world. Why would you do this to yourself, expose six thousand years of embarrassing moments and mistakes?”

“Because I love you,” Aziraphale said. “And if I can’t mortify myself to you, then who? Besides, I don’t mind humbling myself for you. Not if there’s any chance that doing so might make you understand that I love you so desperately, and that I will do anything for you. Including change.”

Crowley huffed out a whoof of air and wordlessly pulled Aziraphale off his stool towards where the demon was seated, until the angel was standing between his legs. He wrapped his arms around him so tightly that the angel could barely breathe. Not that he needed to. Aziraphale, stunned, simply allowed it for a moment, before bending his head forward to rest his forehead against Crowley’s.

“My love,” he whispered.

“Yeah, I know,” Crowley mumbled back. “Love you too. Still mad at you, but I love you.”

They clung to each other, unmoving, for quite some time, and when Crowley finally pulled back to look Aziraphale in the face, both their eyes and cheeks were wet.

“Forgive me, love,” Aziraphale said, reaching up to gently brush a piece of hair back out of Crowley’s forehead. Crowley leaned into the touch a little, and Aziraphale felt glad he could still offer comfort to the demon. “Eventually, I mean. I know it might take some time.”

“You have to be honest with me,” Crowley said gruffly. “From here on out, I mean.”

“I plan to be,” Aziraphale said. “I will. I do.”

Aziraphale kissed him gently and then drew back and carefully pulled Crowley’s hands off his shoulders so the demon was no longer touching him. Crowley watched in confusion as the angel concentrated for a moment and began to emit a diffuse, golden glow. His brow furrowed as he tried to understand what he was seeing. He didn’t realize until the angel began to speak; his voice was richer and with layers of echoes and it took the demon a moment to realize that the bloody idiot was speaking Enochian. The language of angels. Of making and unmaking, creation and destruction. Of oaths, serious oaths with life and death consequences.

“By the word of the ancient and the timeless, I bind myself to –”

Crowley grabbed Aziraphale by the shoulders and shook him, hard, then snatched his hands back as the golden light stung him. “What are you doing, you absolute fool?” he snarled, shaking out his fingertips. “Stop that right now! Have you lost your mind?”

Aziraphale blinked but did let the last of the light go for the moment. “I was going to make a vow to you that I wouldn’t lie again.”

Crowley rolled his eyes. “Aziraphale you were making a holy, binding oath.”

“Yes, that’s the general idea,” Aziraphale said, slowly, as if speaking to a child.

“An oath that would destroy you if you broke it.”

“Well, technically, yes,” Aziraphale said. “But I just won’t break it. Not ever.”

Crowley shook him again, just for good measure, and then gripped him tightly by the shoulders. “You can’t PROMISE to never lie to me again EVER in your life with a binding oath that will reduce you to CINDERS, you bleeding idiot. Do you think I want to watch you burn to ashes some morning simply because you politely tell me that the brand of tea I picked up at the market is just fine when actually you hate it and you’re too sleepy to realize the consequences?”

Aziraphale blinked.

“Or, alternatively, do you think I actually want to hear the truth from you every single time you actually don’t like one of my shirts, or have you tell me exactly what’s got you in a snit every single time you’re in a bad mood when maybe you’d rather just tell me it’s nothing? IS THAT WORTH DYING OVER?”

Aziraphale blinked again, and then visibly crumbled. “Oh my dear,” he sniffled. “I’m… I was just… I would do, for you. If it helped.”

Crowley scowled at him a moment longer, then gave up and kissed him hard, full on the mouth, one hand coiling around to grab him by the hair and pull. Aziraphale melted into the kiss, tasting salt and whiskey and smoke.

“Just do better,” Crowley said, when they finally broke apart. “No one tells the truth all the time. But if we’re going to be married, I need to know that you won’t hide the big things from me. We’re in this together.”

“Together,” Aziraphale repeats. “Until the very end. I promise.”

“Let’s go home, angel,” Crowley said, and Aziraphale beamed at him with a watery smile so bright it was almost painful.  

“Please,” Aziraphale said. “Gather your things and let’s go.”

Crowley pulled random clothing into a bag, snapped his fingers to send most of the flowers directly to the shop, and laced his hand together with Aziraphale’s as they head towards the door.

“Oh, hang on,” he said at the door. “Forgot something.” He turned back to the kitchen and Aziraphale watched as he picked up the notepad and tucked it into the top of his bag.

“Forgot my reading material,” he said with a wry grin. “You didn’t think I was going to leave that behind, did you?”

Aziraphale sighed. “Oh, no, I was pretty sure you wouldn’t.”

“Oh yes, I’m going to pore over this one,” Crowley said, teasingly. “Might even memorize some sections of it. Arrange a dramatic recitation or an interpretative dance.” He bumped a hip lightly against Aziraphale, who blushed even further than he already had. “Might even put my favorite ones on a tee shirt.”

“Yes, yes,” Aziraphale said, blithely. “I’m sure I deserve that. Go ahead, my dear.”

Crowley pulled the door closed behind him with a definitive click as they headed out into the snow.

[iristial]

Mind doing a Christmas double date between Sento/Misora and Emu/Poppy/Asuna?

grasp with necessary strength | 3 275 w, Sento/Misora, Emu/Poppy, Christmas 2018 fics

author’s note - The couples who would double date in crossovers 😂 I’m already thankful that someone requested my favourite KR ships at this time of the year, and I have another excuse to scrawl some Sento/Misora that isn’t 5000+ words! It’s more like Sento-ccentric(ish) but the ships are still here - and it turned out to be a odd 3000+ words.

Hope you enjoy it :) Please comment, if you can - I’m greedy for comments and it’s Christmas haha

Chronologically, this takes place after the events of Salvation Beyond the Laws of Physics, my other (unfinished) series

Also available as chapter 51 in Kaleidoscope

Surreal was one way to define it, in the same way Sento survived the merge with every stitch of himself still together.

He liked to think that he had put his past - a whole world - behind him, but the memories clung wherever he went. The smallest actions such as the first snow, twirling down in soft white flakes onto his hair, lead to comparisons. The Sky Walls alone had stripped joy out of their lives; Christmas was merely another day preluding the war that tore everything Sento tried to cling on with increasing desperation. He left everything behind, gave as much as he could, until Sento Kiryuu was left a wandering soul in a world without Evolto. But by some miracle, a year after all that happened, he was waiting at the counter of the nascita just like before, already dressed and tapping his fingers on a book while Misora was getting ready downstairs.

“Heading out somewhere today?” Soichi broke into his thoughts with a jubilant smile, his brown eyes twinkling. Sento couldn’t help staring, despite having seen the worn but real Soichi dithering about the nascita for another year. His hand stopped moving. “Make sure you have fun. It is Christmas, after all,” Soichi added, smiling at the red and green tinsel pinned to the nascita’s walls.

“Are you sure?” Sento asked out of habit, taking a quick look about. Despite the holiday season, the nascita was open and bustling with people, though that probably attributed to Soichi’s unwavering kindness for customers in need. It often struck Sento, every now and then, that Soichi wasn’t a complete stranger, with the gentle advice that forced itself out the cracks of Evolto’s mask. “Looks like a full house today.”

Soichi merely waved a hand. “Nothing I can’t handle,” he said breezily, giving a quick wave to a group of children, yellow hats dotting their heads. “You wouldn’t believe the whirlwind of energy Misora used to be.”

Sento squinted. “Really.”

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At last, Misora stood at the doorway, neatly dressed in a white collared shirt, tucked into a pink skirt that brushed past her calves.

Maybe she timed her appearance just before Soichi could recount a childhood tale, but that was easy to dismiss. Her composed facial features dissolved into the kind of smile Sento once thanked her for, except tears weren’t brimming her eyes. A lot had happened for both of them - he couldn’t deny the emotions flitting in her mind a year back - to be standing in the same place, alive and well. “Shall we go?”

Sento couldn’t stop his own grin from surging forward.

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Once, there had only been four Kamen Riders in the world. Now there were many, all unique as the blades of grass buried by the snow. One of them was Emu, on whom Sento had sparse knowledge on. All it amounted to was Emu loving games as much as Sento used up an entire paper supply for physic formulas, being a doctor by trade, and having a girlfriend.

That last bit had been accidentally discovered, mentioned in passing as a joy and normality of life, when Sento got a phone call from Misora. “I can bring Poppy too, when we meet together,” Emu had offered without a hitch to his innocent smile. “That is, if you want, Sento-san.”

Even so, Sento wasn’t sure whatever it was that brought him to stand under a barren tree at Christmas noon. Maybe it was how compact his social life had been before, back when he believed all he needed in the world was within a cafe stuck in an isolated location. That, or perhaps it was Ryuuga, nowadays wavering between scowls and smiles, holding a container of wedding invitations numbering more than five in total like that was normal (here it was, back then it wasn’t). If he aspired to obtain a world without Evolto, while holding onto everything he had with increasing desperation and thin selflessness, Sento wanted to be open to this one.

Thus, he wasn’t at his desk but out in the cold, with nothing to be distracted with other than two Bottles tucked into his coat pocket, for the next ten minutes. Well, he couldn’t say he was bored, not when the company was Misora.

After three minutes of digging his nose further into his knotted blue scarf to mute the cold, Misora broke the comfortable silence. “So what are they like?” She twisted the strap of her new black purse - Sento will never forget the ten hours he spent in a shopping mall, of all places - and unravelled it, pursing her lips. “Have I met them before?”

Every now and then, she had questions like that. Not everything had been restored to its complete picture - yet. “No,” Sento confirmed, tilting his head just so to look at her. “I barely met Emu twenty minutes before the battle finished.”

“So we’re meeting complete strangers, huh?” Misora huffed; resembling the sarcastic, drowsy girl she had been three years ago for a few seconds. Now she was twenty one, still jagged about the edges yet getting softer as the days went by. Sometimes Sento checked her wrist for any sign of gold, emerald and light being blended together, in case the days were nothing more than illusions.

He peered again. No sign of a golden bangle.

Sento sighed, then smiled. “I guess you could say that.”

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“Sorry we’re late!”

The first thought Sento had was, with the golden ribbon printed against the red fabric, Emu was wearing the ugliest scarf he had ever seen. Misora obviously thought that too,  because she started, widened her eyes and her shoulders followed with a slouch, to Sento’s private amusement. The price tag sown on front, an obscene bandage of epic proportions, matched Emu’s white coat, he supposed. Sento didn’t know much about fashion but he wondered who bought the item in the first place.

The second thought was that the girl’s bobbed hair was an immaculate shade of bubblegum pink. Not even dye could render it so perfectly bright. Sento barely took in the other neon colours to her attire when she grinned. “But we did find a nice place for lunch,” she practically sang, waving a colourful booklet the same way a torch would be handled. All arms and flapping pages the colour of red. “We can get to know each other first!”

Sento shortly nodded, uneasily glancing at how serene Emu was at the display. Not that the nascita had ever been normal, with a farmer gazing at Misora with hearts in his eyes, a oddly dressed politician and a man whose temper matched the power surging from his fists. But abnormally pink hair and music tinkering as the girl - likely Poppy - skipped off, that was odd.

He chose to focus on his breath, forming white puffs that disappeared into the air, as he and Misora trailed behind Emu and Poppy.

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Bistro Jurer was rather quaint, very much like the nascita, except the exterior was a place from a picture book - white and even sacred.

Sento gave an approving nod at the usage of bright colours on the furniture and the scent of freshly baked crossiants and hot chocolate. Misora was, as far as he could tell, taken by the place as well; snapping photos with her phone without a pause even as she sat down, a smile woven into her mouth.

(That was enough to make Sento reflect that smile with lowered eyes.)

“It’s a nice place, isn’t it?” Emu asked affably, untying his hideous scarf and setting it on the table. Poppy grinned expectantly, already putting a crossiant on her napkin along with Emu’s. “We’ve come here a couple of times since it opened.”

“It is,” Sento replied, distracted as the young waitress set mugs of hot chocolate with a it’s on the house in front of them. “Thank you.” For a moment, the waitress stared at Poppy, perfectly bewildered at her pink hair, before excusing herself. Sento watched as she hurried to a blonde-haired man distracted with his phone at the counter. “I’ve never been here before.”

“Me neither,” Misora piped up, biting into a warm crossiant.

Sento contemplated this - so not even Ryuuga took her on a date here - but then again this place might’ve not existed there in the first place - when Poppy leaned in. “Really? Then you should try the pasta selection,” she suggested, pointing at the menu propped on the table. Misora also leaned in to look at the pictures. “Touma-san specializes in French cuisine. The crossiants are just a taste of what he offers.”

“Really?” Misora continued chewing but her eyes were definitely alit. Good food was never a bad thing. “What else is good?”

“Well, there’s - ”

As the girls were wrapped in conversation about puddings and salads, Emu smiled at Sento. “We didn’t get to catch up properly the last time,” he mused, putting his hands on the table. “I never really get to meet the other Kamen Riders unless we’re in battle.”

“Really?” Quite the opposite of what Sento thought, even if it was small.

Emu nodded. “The first time I met Takeru-san, Kamen Rider Ghost, that was when Dr. Pacman invaded our world.”

Sento needed to blink at that. Twice, then thrice. “…Dr. Pacman?" What kind of villains does this world get?

Emu quickly answered before Sento could ask anything more. "That’s a long story. But how have you been? Oh, and Ryuuga-san too. I’ve been wondering how he’s been doing.”

“That muscle head’s getting married soon. I’m going to be the best man,” Sento couldn’t help adding, probably out of pride. Not that he’d admit that to Ryuuga or anyone, for that matter. “He’s up to his head in wedding preparations.”

“A wedding?” Emu beamed. “Congratulations! I didn’t know he was engaged. How did it happen?”

A level one Smash, Kasumi’s body decomposing into light, Ryuuga clutching the Dragon Bottle like a lifeline. Sento focused on the napkin set on his plate with a set mouth of stone. He still had many secrets he couldn’t tell. “That…is also a long story,” he squeezed out, low and monotone beneath the chatter around them.

But even though it was barely an hour since they properly talked, Sento realized Emu understood. Somehow. Maybe it was the nature of being a doctor, the mellow note to his mannerisms, the invisible scars marked in the eyes of a Kamen Rider who fought his share of battles. If Emu tugged at the neck of his sweater, Sento might’ve seen the spot on Emu’s shoulder, glaring bright against the rest of the skin. But he didn’t, and rather than apologize for asking, Emu nodded, picking up the other menu on the table. “I understand. I’m sure a lot has happened since we fought together.”

Sento sighed as low as he could, just so Misora wouldn’t worry (all over again). “Yeah. It has.”

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They said nothing more on the subject but Sento would come away that night with a new friend.

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With full stomaches and a tip to the waiting staff, the four of them left the bistro to follow Misora’s proposal of a walk. Poppy and Misora were still talking, switching from topic to topic with ease. No doubt Poppy’s enthusiasm rubbed off onto Misora. Sento, on the other hand, wouldn’t say the same to the white game console in his hands; a present from Emu. The last bit was the only thing between Sento and throwing the console into the nearest bush, fountain or tree.

And he really wanted to throw that console.

“Now jump,” Emu advised, barely looking up from his own game console.

“Jump?” Sento glared down at the small screen. There were a total of three buttons (six if the sides on the cross counted) on the console. It shouldn’t be difficult; he was a genius. Just maybe not in video games that made him pause every three steps. “How do I jump?”

“The green button.” Without pausing - how did his thumbs move that fast? - Emu peered down at Sento’s screen. “No, Sento-san, the green button!”

“This is the worst.” Sento rolled his eyes as his avatar died for the second time, a perfect pixelated mess of red and blue. He pressed his lips together and stared hard at the screen. “Again!”

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“Looks like those two are getting along,” Poppy whispered, cutting short their conversation about the latest pop selection. “Emu bonds with people easily when it comes to games.”

“Can’t say Sento is good at games, though,” Misora snickered as Sento scowled again, his brow knitted tightly together. Talks of figuring out a Best Match, boastful remarks and a knife cutting through the conversation sparked in her mind. More reminders of her past; another life still sealed away, breaking away in chips at a time.

This time, Misora grinned, even if it was brief. “That egotistic genius.”

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Sento had always made Ryuuga take Misora on ‘dates’ by way of distracting her from the mess at hand. Now that he thought about it, standing in a dark room lit with pink and white lights, Ryuuga knew what a girl liked. Misora only smiled and jumped like this, in perfect time with Poppy, when she was Mii-tan. Except she never had a reason to be Mii-tan in this world; that persona was only a memory now.

He still rubbed his ears, ringing and aching with how out of tune Misora was being (hopefully on purpose), when Poppy offered him the microphone. “Sento, you should sing too!” Her voice bounced off the walls, fading away as the seconds ticked past, but Sento still stared at the microphone.

Emu shook a tambourine as way of temptation. “It’ll be fun, Sento-san!”

It didn’t work. “No thanks. Karaoke isn’t my thing.”

“Don’t say that when you never tried it!” Misora pointed her own microphone at him, skirt flouncing around her like a flower. “Now sing!”

“No.” Misora narrowed her eyes; Sento knew what that meant. “Okay, okay, I got it,” he grumbled, tapping out a number into the keypad. If memories served correctly, this was a favourite of his mother’s - a ballad. Sento plucked the microphone from Misora and waited for the verses to appear on the screen. “Just watch and learn.”

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They learned.

Sento came away with a score of ninety two and inflated pride with one song. The other three could only stare, mouths open in amazement, before bursting into applause. Misora, palms red and tingling from clapping, immediately dragged Sento into a duet, a solo, another duet, one after the other.

Sento complied, mindlessly and without hesitation.

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Emu and Poppy won in the end but Sento was too busy having fun to really care.

(By a smidge he did care, but Emu was far too gracious about it all for Sento to act on it.)

Normally Sento experienced it somewhere in the nascita, whether by inventions or with the people who made Build, but the surge of energy throughout his body wasn’t an unwelcome feeling. Not at all.

It meant everything was normal again.

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Sento had a vague idea it would be night time, but the darkness still came as a shock when they left the karaoke place with hoarse voices and sweat on their temples.

“That was fun, wasn’t it!” Poppy crowed because it was a fact, still bouncing from foot to foot. The energy she had was remarkable, Sento had to admit. How did she keep it up?

“We should get going though,” Sento managed to say, checking the time on his phone. 10:32 PM. Relatively early for other adults their age, but the last thing Sento wanted was Soichi panicking. The man had already gone through enough - and Sento was exhausted. Happy yet he’d probably crash any minute from now. Maybe his age was catching up on him. “Master is probably worrying about you.”

“It’s not that late,” Misora mumbled yet glanced at her own phone for any messages.

“We should also get going.” Emu proceeded to bow and straightened with another one of his smiles. Perhaps Sento was imagining it, but the dark circles under Emu’s eyes seemed to deepen. He supposed even the kindest people had their limits. “I’d like to check on some of my patients tomorrow. But it was nice to see you again, Sento-san.”

“Me too!” Casting a short, worried glance at Emu, Poppy clasped Misora’s hand. “It was fun meeting you, Misora-chan! Oh, can you give me your phone number? Just so we can talk when you need it. We can buy Christmas scarves from the New Year sales.” So she was responsible for the hideous scarf - which Emu still wore. Perhaps he should get Ryuuga one, if only to see him throw it away like an unwanted snake. “Make sure you get home safely, okay?” she added while tapping her number into Misora’s phone. “You too, Sento.”

“We will.” Sento quickly bowed his head. “See you later.”

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“Maybe we should go to your home first.”

“No, I need to drop you off at the CR,” Emu insisted in spite of the yawn cracking his jaw wide open. He wearily let his head drop on Poppy’s shoulder, tired but content. “We still haven’t had the Christmas cake with the others.”

Poppy shook her head yet patted Emu’s head in rhythmic movements. “Okay, but after that, you’re going to bed.”

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“We should do this with Ryuuga and Kasumi too,” Misora suggested as they departed for the nascita. Sento had opted for the motorbike but Misora insisted on walking - and Sento couldn’t disagree, with no rubble or danger in sight. So it was just them and the path, swerving along the dark trees and buildings nearby, snow crushed under their feet. “Today was really fun.”

Sento rubbed at his throat and tested his voice. Honey and lemon tea would be good, if Soichi was still up and about. “Banjou would probably kill us with his singing.”

“He’s actually not a bad singer.” Misora poked Sento’s side with her index finger. “I’m the one who went to karaoke with him, not you. I know what he sounds like.”

“Huh.” Figures.

They continued to walk down the path in peace.

Even if noise was a way to fill up the holes that could never be buried, Sento slipped away from crowds to stand by himself, just to collect his thoughts, contemplate the next move. It was one of the traits Takumi managed to leave behind, except when everything became darker and heavier, someone was there to lighten Sento’s thoughts. Sometimes Master (with Evolto underneath) was there, maybe Ryuuga with his quiet yet strong words, and Misora bringing her empathy, tears and happiness. He couldn’t count how many times he was thankful for that.

But he wasn’t sure what brought upon her to tug at his coat. Actually, it was more like a fistful of cloth; a reminder that she cared to the brink of tears.

He pushed that memory away.

“Misora?” Sento shuffled to a stop to peer down at her. His brow crinkled, searching for any sign of emerald green eyes. “Is something wrong?”

With a small laugh, the cloud over her dark eyes (not shining green) slipped away. It was still Misora; twenty one years old and about a year older since Sento found his way back to her.

“It’s nothing.” She carefully slipped her hand around Sento’s fingers, then squeezed them, like they were made of glass. Fragile but something to be treasured. “Merry Christmas, Sento.”

Sento swallowed - then quietly smiled - and moved his hand so it was holding Misora’s properly.

This time, Misora beamed.

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“Merry Christmas.”

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Question by Roderick Wrenn

The topic of the week

Hey men, This week is sort of a confessional that I want to get started and out in the open. Now I could start with an excuse and say that the problems I had this year were all because of 2020. Yet we both know that is an excuse and crap. Everything I talk about this week is my fault and I take full responsibility for the shortcoming I have had.

I have failed this year in many ways. I have failed you. I failed friends and Family, and I have failed myself. How? Well, I will be jumping into that.

For us to be relaxed men we have to have integrity, and for this year, I left integrity in the dirt. I seemed to have dropped it time and time again. Thinking that I was going to do better only to throw it harder into the dirt.

There are 4 pillars to being a relaxed male, and if I am going to have you follow this path I need to be on this path too, and I have not been on it at all. There were a few times that I danced around like I was on it but if I'm being honest I wasn't. Those pillars are the Man's Mind Man's Body, Man's Soul, and the Man's Community. Want to know which ones I failed in? All of them.

The Man's Body

How much exercise and upkeep have I done this year? None. I walked 3 miles one day while I was on vacation. That wasn't walking around a town that was an intentional walk. I had a hole where I was going to walk at least 15 minutes each day and I didn't do that. I started out well. but about 3 weeks into the year I was forced to sleep on a highway exit and I didn't feel safe walking on the side of the road. Yet because I stopped that I completely stopped. Didn't try to go walking again.

I did lose about 25 pounds but that was because I got back into another habit that I kicked about 8 years ago. that habit was smoking. I smoked from pretty much the start of the year till Dec 8 at 11:15 am. I ran out of cigarettes and decided today was as good as any to quit and so I did.

Starting back up was me thinking I was going to be able to control it. Yet also knowing that it is uncontrollable. It took no time at all for me to fall back into the habit of lighting up after meals. driving, sex, all those times that smoking is very satisfactory. The drawbacks also showed back up very fast. The sore lungs. The smoker's cough and phlegm you cough up in the morning. The shame I felt of letting myself down, and worse realizing that I was not living up to the standards I need to be.

I did learn why smoking is so nice and I have set my jaw to never have one of those items again. I see why other addicts can fall back into their own ways so easily because we lie to ourselves. We say we can handle it this time and that is not true.

So I haven't been working on my Body infact I have been abusing that body this year. That is going to stop.

How am I going to stop that?

Well, I am going to start doing exercises one I can do in the truck or on the trailer bed. I am knocking smoking out of my lungs. I am stopping the do as I say not as I do actions that have never brought anybody any integrity and start taking steps to get healthy. Eating right and tackling overeating. I have to do that or I will balloon back up to 275-280. I am going to start loving myself for who I am. I am going to start honoring my body instead of cursing it.

These are some of what I will be working on in relation to my body.

Man's Mind

Now I have probably listened to more books than I have ever listened to books in the past. The problem I have noticed is that I don't read. The addiction to electronics in my life is as much out of control as ever. I haven't addressed this till now. I have to get back into reading physical books. There are some key points that I need to understand by reading physical hard copies of books.

I have also fallen out of a couple of my mastermind groups. I was making great headway but my motivation has slipped. So I will be looking fr a couple of new Mastermind groups that are for me and some other people who are wanting to get their business off the ground. I need help and people to push me. I lack the needed accountability to fully get up to the speed I need. I realize that this also requires self-discipline and that is something I am going to be fighting through. I will become better at self-disciplined this year.

Man's Soul

When it comes to my soul it is this calling I have. I have questioned whether coaching is my calling or just a dream. Yet I find myself time again called to help people who see things in a scarcity mindset or in the pits of victimhood. Now I have yet to really get people to make changes that will help them and that is because they are people that I know and I haven't really given them any reason to believe in the power of change because again I have no integrity. SO I have to learn that I have to step back and let them suffer and decide when to come to me. How do I get them to come to me? I have to make the needed changes in myself to show them and you that change is possible. I believe it but I have yet to display or apply those changes.

Man's Community

This is the hard one. I like staying home and working on the blog and planning videos and such, but the lack of meeting people is what is truly holding me back. I have to get out of my comfort zone and start putting myself out there. How? Well, that is the rub ain't it? I believe the best place I can find people who would like to accept me and maybe be able to help them in return is for me to join a church. The church is the only gathering I can think of that goes on during the weekend.

I have many different arguments in my head about getting out and meeting people and I understand what those arguments are. It is fear and comfort. I have to fight against those thoughts that are keeping me small. Follow the fear and use it as a compass. So I believe the church is the best place to start. From there maybe I can Find out exactly what men are looking for when it comes to helping their sons.

What am I going to do?

This is where I am making some major changes. Those changes are I am stepping away from the normal goal setting that I used to use. I am seeing that I need systems in place to help me make those goals. I will use goals but I will not just make goals and trying for them. I am making goals and then set up systems so that I am getting closer each time.

Much like my 100 visitors a day goal. This year I have gotten even closer to my goals than I have ever before. I am averaging 30-40 visitors a day. My system is to put out 3 pieces of content each week. I then make sure those pieces of content are shared on as many different social media sites as possible.

As you can see my appearance in search engines is getting better.

So I will share what my systems are going to be for each goal in the next episode.

Newest podcast episode to change your Mindset

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5000 Question Survey Pt. 3 201. Put these creatures in order from what you would least like to be reincarnated as (1), to what you would most like to be reincarnated as (10) assuming reincarnation ended up existing AND you were given a choice. caterpillar, house dog, wild dog, vulture, male human, female human, oak tree, rock, manta ray, dolphin rock, caterpillar, oak tree, vulture, wild dog, house dog, manta ray, dolphin, male human, female human. 202. What do you feel unworthy of? success. 203. Would you rather be remembered for having done something for humanity or being a really nice person? can’t i do both? 204. Which do you value more: science or intuition? intuition. 205. Your best friend and your significant other are in the hospital at the same time with the same ailment. Who do you visit first? it’s the same person.

206. Does the universe revolve around human beings? we definitely think so. 207. If you are no longer a virgin, do you wish you still were? nope. 208. Who is your favorite poet of those who are alive right now? i don’t know any poets that are alive :( 209. What is your favorite song from the 90's? ugh there’s so many.  210. If you were in alphabet soup what letter would you be? d. 211. Do you believe in fairies, ghosts, aliens, angels, dwarves, elves, etc.? haha i have no idea.  212. What makes you want to be someone’s friend? if i find some goodness in them. 213. Do you troll around the Internet harassing people anonymously for fun? hell no. i’m not 12. 214. Have you ever seen the movie A Man Who Fell to Earth? nope. 215. What is your favorite line from a movie? - 216. What's your favorite video game? the sims. 217. Have you ever taken something that wasn't yours? yeah, but nothing of sentiment or whatever. 218. What is one phrase people say that irritates you? yolo. 219. You allow strangers to read your diary, but would you let your parents read it? i don’t have a diary. 220. Hot steamy bubble bath or quick in and out shower? depends. there’s a time for both. 221. Are you allergic to anything? pollen. 222. What is your favorite Terminator movie? i don’t remember any of them. 223. What is your favorite fast food? burger king. 224. What would someone have to do to get you to never speak to him or her again? do something bad to me, my friends or family. 225. Would (or have) you ever whip someone or be whipped by someone in bed? haha no thanks. 226. Have you ever said 'I hate everyone' and really meant it literally? yes. well, people in general. 227. Why do some people want to get more money than they could ever spend? idk. greed. 228. Have you ever won a carnival fish? nope. 229. Did it live more than a week? - 230. What's the best sounding accent a person can have? spanish. 231. What's the most boring thing you've ever read? text books from uni. 232. Do you prefer buttons or touch screens? touch screens. 233. Do you think there is a lot of similarity between the Harry Potter books and the Lord of the Rings series? i didn’t follow the lord of the rings series. 234. Would you consider yourself to be naive? sometimes. 235. Which of your friends is most likely to go to jail? at this rate, phi. 236. What is the smallest amount of money that could be in a public toilet that would make you reach in and grab it? $10 lol. so gross i know, but money’s money. 237. Would you ever wear real fur? probably not. 238. Arachnophobia or Eight Legged Freaks? first one. 239. What are your feelings about police officers? i’m sure there’s good cops out there. 240. what is your favorite line from a song? idk. 241. Is fifty dollars a lot of money? yes, it can be. it can buy food for a week. 242. Do you like the band Front 242 (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Front_242)? idk them. 243. Would you rather have fame, money, or self-satisfaction? self satisfaction. 244. What's your middle name? haha i’d rather not say. 245. What is the absolute limit, the craziest thing you would do for a million dollars? shave my head? idk. 246. Are you good, evil or neutral? i’d like to say good. 247. Should ebonics (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ebonics) be considered a language? hmm. idk about this one. 248. What color is your bedroom? What color would you like it to be? it’s grey and turquoise. i like it. 249. When are you planning to move to a new home? no idea, maybe when i get my life together. 250. If you added up the cost of everything in the room with you, approximately what would it come out to be? omg i have no idea. 15k? it could honestly be more or less, i’m just guessing. 251. Do you blow your nose in public? if i have to, yes. i’ll try do it subtly though. 252. Do you want to follow in your parent's footsteps? somewhat yes. i want their drive and motivation. 253. What is the coolest web site you know of? idk lol. 254. Which cartoon would you most like to see turned into a movie? none that i can think of. 255. Of the following, which word best describes you: enthusiastic, fair minded, generous, helpful fair minded. 256. Can you eat with chopsticks? yeah i prefer not to. 257. Could you tell real money from counterfeit? yeah, we’ve been taught how to at work. 258. What do you think about school uniforms? it’s good in a way, everyone’s seen as equal. 259. What ancient civilization would you most like to visit? medieval times. 260. What would make a great new Crayola color? i’m sure it’s already been made. 261. If an art project is created with the intent of getting rich and famous, does that cast doubt over its significance as a work of art? yeah it does, but it’s still art. 262. If you became president, whom would you invite to sing at your inauguration? beyonce. 263. Who is the greatest philosopher of your country? idk haha. 264. If all the nations in the world are in debt, where did all the money go? idk. 265. Is it as easy to make you happy now as it was when you were a child? no, i was easy to please as a kid. 266. Who knows more...you, or your parents? more about what? if life, definitely my parents. 267. What instrument would you like to be famous for playing? guitar. 268. Children fill its lungs completely with air. Adults breathe in a more shallow way, not filling their lungs completely. Why the change? i have no idea. 269. Would you have sex with a stranger for one million dollars? with protection yeah. 270. Are you completely in control of your body? Are you completely in control of your mind? yes and yes. 271. Which is more romantic: an expensive, glittering bouquet OR flowers that were hand picked as they grew beside the parkway? definitely the hand picked ones haha. 272. Do you know yourself well enough to understand why you feel the way you do? ye[. 273. Which do you do more often: let movies, songs and books put your feelings into words for you or put your feelings into words by yourself? put feelings into words myself. 274. Do you believe celebrities when they are endorsing a product? haha noooo. especially these damn instagram models and youtubers. 275. What kind of movies do you wish were made more often? idk. 276. Does fashion matter to you? yes and no.  277. Should politicians be held to the same legal standards as everyone else? of course. 278. What do you get in trouble for the most? being lazy. 279. Should parents spank their kids? i wasn’t spanked as a kid and turned out fine tbh. 280. What is your worst daily habit? smoking. 281. If you had your choice which one TV show would you have canceled? big bang theory. 282. Do you like the taste of sweet or salt? salt. 283. Are you very precise about what words you use to describe your feelings and thoughts? yeah i’d say so. 284. What do you feel the most guilty about? idk, letting myself do nothing productive for the last year. 285. Do you meditate? no. 286. Can dreams be visions, or do you feel they are always random images? random images in the subconscious. 287. Do you try to write/say what you are feeling in a true and simple way? yes. 288. The thief _______ that everyone steals. What verb would you fill in the blank with? snatches? idk. 289. What's the most incredible experience you ever had? traveling. 290. Are you ever afraid to write/say/think how you feel? not really. 291. Do you write/say/think it anyway or become intimidated and try to avoid it? idk. 292. What is one thing you can't do? a cartwheel. 293. Do you like movies starring Charleton Heston (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charleton_Heston)? idk him. 294. Are you gentle? not really. 295. When do you feel the most raw and vulnerable? when i’m naked. 296. Are you trying to find yourself? yes, definitely. 297. Where are you looking? my future i guess. 298. Are you sometimes afraid of being honest because you are afraid of hurting people's feelings? yes but there’s better ways to go about in sharing it. 299. What would make you a stronger person? having more discipline. 300. What book would you like to read sometime soon? anything. it’s been awhile.

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Pinterest&#039;s top health, wellness and food trends for 2019

It’s that time of year again—welcome to your sneak peek into the official Pinterest trends for 2019! Pinterest is its own positive corner of the internet, where more than 250 million people around the world come to discover new ideas to try. The way we know an idea is trending is by looking at what all those people are searching for. If an idea keeps getting more and more searches each month? And that upward trajectory holds steady for 6+ months? That’s how we know it’s a trend.

Pinterest trends are unlike anything else out there. This is what the most stylish, food-what some of the world’s most style-inspired, parenting-passionate, well-traveled, food-smart people are dreaming about for the year ahead. In a time when so much seems to divide us, these ideas represent what we share in common—from everyday inspiration to the epic dreams-for-someday stuff.

Health and wellness: What comes naturally

Pinterest is where people come to reconnect with themselves and try something new, without worrying about who else Likes it. So it’s fitting “self care” (+140% in searches)2 is the big theme in health and wellness for 2019—including new trends in eating, exercising and sleeping.

Respect your elders: Elderberries are on the rise thanks to their healthy and anti-inflammatory effects. (Searches for elderberry recipes +685%)

Bring on the bakuchiol: Bakuchiol, the natural, gentler alternative to retinol, is the clear-skin choice among skincare buffs. (Searches for bakuchiol +275%)

Cape not included: Add matcha, maca and other superfood powders to juice or a smoothie for a superhero boost. (Searches for super powders +144%)

Getting very sleepy: Turns out the way to sleep like a log is to keep a sleep log—just one of many sleep-ish ideas to try. (Searches for sleep optimization +116%)

Healthy habits: Diligent diners are using nutrition plans to be more mindful about what they eat. (Searches for nutrition plans +475%)

DIY goat soap: The “greatest of all time” goat milk soap is easy to make, and gives a gentle, moisturizing clean. (Searches for goat milk soap +231%)

The great indoors: Flexible bands that can strengthen your whole body? Sounds like an irresistible way to exercise indoors. (Searches for band workouts +1913%)

Dry idea: People are ditching the alcohol and opting for a sober life, turning to Pinterest for motivational quotes and non-alcoholic drink ideas. (Searches for sober living +746%)

Bee earth friendly: No more plastic wrap! Get stung by the freshest zero-waste trend: reusable beeswax wraps. (Searches for beeswax wraps +146%)

Natural ginger: People are embracing their inner ginge and using the soothing oil for baths, massages and even condiments. (Searches for ginger oil +659%)

Food: Veggie tables

Food brings us all together—around the table, around the world. And with 23 billion recipes and dining ideas to discover, Pinterest has got you covered from breakfast to late-night snack attacks. What’s on the menu for 2019? Healthy, sustainable meals with unusual ingredients.

The mighty mushroom: Nutrient-packed mushrooms are springing up everywhere from coffee drinks to chocolate bars. (Searches for mushroom recipes +64%)

Inspired infusions: A slice of ginger makes the water go down, and adds digestive and anti-inflammatory benefits, too. (Searches for ginger water +353%)

Move over almond milk: Everyone’s new favorite dairy-alternative oat milk is delicious and environmentally friendly. Vegan too! (Searches for oatmilk +186%)

Recipes you knead: Bread baking is on the rise, especially when it comes to fermented loaves like sourdough. (Searches for baking bread +413% from last year)

Going pegan: Part paleo, part vegan, the pegan diet is taking root with people on the hunt for healthy habits. (Searches for eating pegan +337%)

Amazing graze: Family-style grazing tables are a feast for the eyes, and an open invitation for everyone to dig in. (Searches for grazing tables +163%)

Din tin tin: Foil pack dinner recipes are perfect for busy cooks: Low-prep, low-mess, super flavorful. (Searches for foil pack dinners +759%)

Pin the oxtail: People are hungry for oxtail recipes they can try at home—especially if they’re slow cooker-friendly. (Searches for oxtail recipes +209%)

Jam on it: A toast to homemade jam, from raspberry to blackberry to whatever-you-got-berry. (Searches for homemade jam +829%)

Pass the chocho: People won’t get bored of this versatile gourd. A superfood, chayote (“chocho”) complements all kinds of cuisines. (Searches for chayote recipes +76%)

Source: Pinterest

Source: https://www.newhope.com/products-and-trends/pinterests-top-health-wellness-and-food-trends-2019

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Precision Nutrition Coaching Grand Prize Winners: January 2019. We just surprised our latest winners with more than $125,000 in prizes!

Jen and Nathaniel spent the past 12 months transforming their eating habits, health, bodies, and lives with personal help from a PN coach. And now? They’re our latest Grand Prize winners. See how we surprised them with $25,000 each, and meet the rest of our January 2019 Precision Nutrition Coaching winners.

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Every six months, in our Precision Nutrition Coaching program, we give away more than $125,000 to the men and women who have the most incredible, inspiring body transformations.

Yep, that’s more than $250,000 a year.

And today, you’ll meet our latest amazing winners.

These folks started working with us in January 2018 and—over the course of the past year—completely transformed how they eat, move, look, and feel.

They lost weight, gained strength, boosted their health, and inspired their friends and families.

What’s more, they did all of this without extreme diets or crazy workout routines. There were no meal plans or off-limit foods. No unbreakable rules. No deprivation. And perhaps best of all, no guilt.

Each person simply committed to making a change, stayed consistent, and used the accountability and support of one of our dedicated coaches.

$25,000 Grand Prize Winner: Jen

Lost 54 lbs and 43 total inches!

Nobody could ever accuse Jen Kruczek of being a couch potato.

She plays softball. Flag football. Indoor soccer.

She loves boxing. Tennis. Swimming. Yoga. Running.

“I hate having to choose,” she laughs. “I want to do it all!”

Jen’s athleticism had always been key to her identity. There was just one little problem: By the time she turned 40, her performance just wasn’t what it used to be.

Her joints felt stiffer. She tired more easily. She couldn’t always follow through on her softball coach’s suggestions.

And a series of five hamstring injuries in a year and a half didn’t help.

Nothing in Jen’s life had given her the same pleasure and sense of fulfillment as movement. And now, movement was becoming… complicated.

Was this the start of a downward spiral?

The prospect of losing mobility and strength was so upsetting that it forced Jen to ask herself a difficult question.

Could her struggles in the gym and on the field be traced to the 40 or 50 extra pounds she was carrying?

Weight had always been an issue for Jen. She’d try a diet, lose fifteen or twenty pounds, go off the diet, and quickly regain. It was demoralizing. She was tired of living that way.

Even worse was the frustration she felt. She wasn’t ignorant. She understood the basics of healthy eating.

She knew what she was supposed to do. So why was it so hard to make the change?

Jen knew she needed a true game changer. Reading about Precision Nutrition Coaching’s daily lessons appealed to her orderly, organized side. It seemed like the kind of program that could help her trade less healthy habits for better ones… for good.

With her coach and fellow clients providing support and accountability, Jen put down the cheese curls. Stopped going for takeout every day after the gym. Learned how to make mindful choices in the break room at work when the aroma of homemade donuts or bagels enticed her.

Slowly but surely, she started losing weight. Still, she didn’t realize how well the program was working until her ninth month, when she signed up for a half marathon.

Jen had run about a dozen half marathons in the past. But each successive run had seemed just a little bit tougher. In fact, she’d made her best time on her very first race back when she was 30.

Looking ahead, she didn’t think she’d ever be able to top that.

Imagine her surprise when, at the age of 42, she finished a full ten minutes ahead of her previous record. “When I started this program, I just wanted to avoid injuring myself so much,” she says.

Now, she’s not only injury-free, but she’s also performing at a higher level.

“That extra weight was dragging me down. Now it’s gone.”

Jen lives on Cape Cod. On the beach, she’s seen older people who can barely walk in the heavy sand or who struggle to stand up once they’ve settled themselves on a beach towel.

“Thinking about my future, I didn’t want to end up that way,” she says. Instead, she wanted to be like the vibrant 70-year-old who plays on her softball team. Or the women in their sixties who still play soccer with her.

“I want to become that active older person.” Precision Nutrition gave her the tools to make her dream a reality.

Her advice for anyone chasing their own transformation dream?

“Give yourself a year,” she says. “And trust the process.”

Want to get results like Jen? Learn more about the Precision Nutrition Coaching Program for Women.

$25,000 Grand Prize Winner: Nathaniel

Lost 54 lbs and 42 total inches!

At 35, Nathaniel knew he had a weight problem.

Indeed, he’d had a weight problem for most of his life.

In 4th grade, he already weighed in at 140 pounds. By high school graduation, he was over 275. And in his early thirties, he’d really let himself go.

Still, he figured he was healthy. He was young, and he’d always been active.

Then, he suddenly found himself in an emergency room waiting for a heart catheterization test. His blood pressure medication wasn’t working. “I failed a stress test,” he recalls. “They had to stop it partway through.”

Hang on, he thought.

“If I don’t make a change, I could die soon.”

Nathaniel credits a friend for guiding him toward Precision Nutrition. “He was a finalist himself a few years back. He knew the company was reliable.”

With his friend’s recommendation, Nathaniel committed himself to the program.

Right from the start, he treated it like a second job. He completed every lesson. Showed up for every workout. Put himself on the line by telling almost everybody he knew about his weight loss plan.

He even promised his kids that if he won, he’d take them to Disneyland. “When a 6-year-old is depending on you, that’s a lot of pressure,” he laughs.

The process wasn’t always easy.

While his family and friends supported him, they didn’t share his goal, so sometimes they’d be eating his favorite foods while he opted for a Tupperware container filled with something lighter.

Even on family vacations, he planned ahead of time and sometimes even brought along his own food to ensure he would have healthy options to choose from.

“They thought I was crazy,” he remembers.

And while he looked forward to exercising most days, there were inevitably some afternoons when he just didn’t feel like going to the gym. On top of that, he had to find ways to work around significant injuries at two different points during the program.

First, he tore his plantar fascia, the connective tissue that spans the bottom of the foot. This confined him to a walking boot and temporarily put an end to any running.

Since running was out of the question, he turned to rowing for aerobic conditioning. But rowing turned out to be a physical and mental trial.

When he started, he could barely squeeze out 11 minutes on the machine. That wasn’t exactly encouraging.

Still, there’d been signs of improvement, and those small progressions were enough to spark his hope and keep him going.

Take his hypertension, for example. About four months into coaching, around the time of that first injury, he started experiencing some weird symptoms again.

Turns out, his blood pressure wasn’t spiking. Instead, it was bottoming out! He’d improved so much that his doctors had to reduce his medications.

And by Nathaniel’s eleventh month—when he tore his biceps tendon playing touch football—eleven minutes of rowing was just a warm up for the two hours he could now sustain.

Not only that, but he’d also been off all blood pressure medications for six months.

Changing the way he ate and moved was only the start.

“I learned to see setbacks as challenges, not excuses,” he explains.

As Nathaniel’s health improved and his mindset shifted, his whole family took note. The changes in his mentality rubbed off.

Today, his wife is taking steps to pursue an important dream of her own.

His older daughter works out with him at the gym.

And his younger daughter’s getting ready to pack for Disneyland.

“I look like a different person now,” Nathaniel reflects. “But the outward changes are nothing compared to the inner changes. I’ve strengthened my mind even more than my body.”

Best of all, he’s healthy.

“At the beginning, this goal seemed so lofty, so unattainable,” he says. Now, he’s eager to tackle new challenges in every facet of his life.

After all, why settle for peak fitness?

Want to get results like Nathaniel? Learn more about the Precision Nutrition Coaching Program for Men.

Meet our other Women’s winners:

Anne

$10,000 Women's Winner:

Age: 67 years

Weight Lost: 57 lbs (204 lbs to 147 lbs)

Total inches lost: 37" (249" to 212")

The secret to my transformation lies in the PN method. Very small changes in food choices, which, when combined with other very doable lifestyle habits, have convinced me I can live like this for the rest of my life. My progress was steady and surprisingly easy.

- Anne

Hanna

$10,000 Women's Winner:

Age: 38 years

Weight Lost: 40 lbs (183 lbs to 143 lbs)

Total inches lost: 33" (227" to 194")

PN Coaching has taught me to listen to my body and make decisions about nutrition, exercise, and rest based on what makes me feel best physically and emotionally. I wasn't sure about sharing my photos, but this year really helped me a lot, and I hope that they might inspire and encourage others to join.

- Hanna

Sheila

$2,500 Women's Winner:

Age: 49 years

Weight Lost: 52 lbs (201 lbs to 149 lbs)

Total inches lost: 44" (262" to 218")

I joined PN because I was tired of being invisible in my own life. Slowly, this program instilled in me a sense of empowerment and confidence in my own abilities. I never wanted to be ‘skinny’—I wanted to be strong. I’ve learned so much about what my body is capable of. It hasn’t been a perfect year, but it’s been amazing. I am not invisible anymore.

- Sheila

Annette

$2,500 Women's Winner:

Age: 45 years

Weight Lost: 37 lbs (189 lbs to 152 lbs)

Total inches lost: 28" (238 " to 210")

This past year, I learned self-acceptance and how to stop trying to be perfect. I found peace. Food no longer controls me. PN truly gave me my life back.

- Annette

Shelley

$2,500 Women's Winner:

Age: 60 years

Weight Lost: 32 lbs (148 lbs to 116 lbs)

Total inches lost: 26" (217" to 191")

I have transformed into a more confident person. A person who stands up taller with self-pride. A person who has learned what is important in life. A person who I like.

- Shelley

Jodi

$2,500 Women's Winner:

Age: 38 years

Weight Lost: 17 lbs (141 lbs to 124 lbs)

Total inches lost: 24" (206" to 182")

PN has constantly pushed me a little further, sometimes out of my comfort zone, past the limits I've set for myself. But man, have I come far. I can finally say it's my time to shine!

- Jodi

Trish

$1,000 Women's Winner:

Age: 48 years

Weight Lost: 41 lbs (229 lbs to 188 lbs)

Total inches lost: 48" (265" to 217")

Before PN, I was not sure if I would ever be able to move like I did before my car accident. Now I’m not only moving better, but I’m also stronger than I have ever been! It’s been a true life transformation. PN not only gave me my life back, but a stronger, happier, and healthier version of myself. I’m so grateful!

- Trish

Krista

$1,000 Women's Winner:

Age: 62 years

Weight Lost: 15 lbs (142 lbs to 127 lbs)

Total inches lost: 18" (218" to 200")

At first, PN Coaching was all about losing the excess weight I’d been carrying around for the last ten years. But as my year progressed, my journey became much more than that. Through the lessons, which were eerily timely to exactly what I was going through or thinking, I regained my old self: a person with healthy self-esteem, confidence, pride, a positive outlook, good relationships, and LOTS of energy. I now look forward to working out, sweating and—ahem—flexing my muscles. I wake up happy every morning, and I know this is due to the results I've achieved. I practically bounce out of bed feeling great about myself and looking forward to another new day and a chance to be active.

- Krista

Olivia

$1,000 Women's Winner:

Age: 26 years

Weight Lost: 22 lbs (163 lbs to 141 lbs)

Total inches lost: 19" (223" to 204")

Over the past year, I feel like I've rediscovered a part of myself that was missing. Thanks to my experience with PN Coaching, I have the self-knowledge and empowerment to sustainably care for myself and to boldly pursue my goals long-term.

- Olivia

Alana

$1,000 Women's Winner:

Age: 54 years

Weight Lost: 32 lbs (224 lbs to 192 lbs)

Total inches lost: 31" (260" to 229")

I've gone from someone in pain and barely able to move to someone who does lunges and squats while cleaning the house. I can run two flights of stairs when I forget the laundry in the basement, and I didn't mind a two-kilometer backtrack in the mountains this summer to avoid a grizzly bear and her cubs. I am proud of my body and what it’s able to do. Oh, and there was that Spartan race I did—and more I plan to do. My whole life has changed. I'm back in school, pursuing a life-long dream, and I'm excited about my life.

- Alana

Nivi

$1,000 Women's Winner:

Age: 37 years

Weight Lost: 16 lbs (121 lbs to 105 lbs)

Total inches lost: 25" (207" to 182")

Precision Nutrition took the fearful, insomniac, crabby, insulin-resistant, coffee/chocolate/wine hound at 34 percent body fat version of me, and transformed it into a happy, healthy social entrepreneur and wellness coach! In short, just when the caterpillar thought the end of the world had come... it turned into a butterfly. That, in a nutshell, is the impact of PN on one year of my life (and continuing!).

- Nivi

Brandy

$1,000 Women's Winner:

Age: 70 years

Weight Lost: 29 lbs (164 lbs to 135 lbs)

Total inches lost: 27" (230" to 203")

Precision Nutrition, for me, was never a ‘diet.’ PN just gently, persistently, consistently, and compassionately guided me into a new paradigm. One of health, strength, endurance, flexibility, and confidence—all amazing ‘gains!’ And along the way, I managed to shed pounds, inches, clothing sizes, and above all, a negative self-image.

- Brandy

Jennifer

$1,000 Women's Winner:

Age: 34 years

Weight Lost: 37 lbs (171 lbs to 134 lbs)

Total inches lost: 33" (240" to 207")

PN YEAR = BEST YEAR OF MY LIFE! Just a few habits that stick with me daily include: self-compassion, noticing my accomplishments, perseverance, surviving setbacks, and creating a pattern of striving to be or do just 1 percent better each day. The greatest part of all of this for me is that I can now passionately share these lessons with others!

- Jennifer

Tracie

$1,000 Women's Winner:

Age: 62 years

Weight Lost: 24 lbs (141 lbs to 117 lbs)

Total inches lost: 19" (209" to 190")

I’ve been thinking a lot about how to handle the incredible sense of POSSIBILITY and ABILITY I've gained through PN Coaching. As my physical body gets leaner and smaller, everything else—confidence, body awareness, and the sense of what is possible—not just in terms of fitness and nutrition, but in life, has expanded.

- Tracie

Meet our other Men’s winners:

Warren

$10,000 men's Winner:

Age: 44 years

Weight Lost: 58 lbs (225 lbs to 167 lbs)

Total inches lost: 45" (261" to 216")

Before Precision Nutrition Coaching, I was a yo-yo exerciser and a chronic dieter. I would follow a plan for three months, take maybe 6 months off, and then go back on for a month. On and on it went. I was 225 pounds, and I had back problems and severe vertigo from Meniere's disease, which had me bedridden multiple times a month. But, I decided to commit to 12 months of coaching, and I put my trust in the program. The lessons and exercises were easy to follow, and helped me form habits that will continue well after the program has finished. Fast forward to today: My back (as well as the rest of my body) is stronger, and the pain has disappeared. My last vertigo episode was almost a year ago. I’m the lightest and fittest I’ve been in over 20 years, I have more energy, and I’m more engaged with my work and with my family. I cannot thank the PN program and coaches enough. They’ve helped me achieve so much.

- Warren

Regan

$10,000 men's Winner:

Age: 29 years

Weight Lost: 43 lbs (191 lbs to 148 lbs)

Total inches lost: 26" (237" to 211")

Precision Nutrition freed me from the 'paralysis by analysis'... when you overthink nutrition and exercise to the point that you’re left not knowing what to do… so you don’t do anything at all. When I finally allowed myself to let go of the minutia and just trust the program, things started to shift. I’m amazed at how much success I achieved. PN helped me build a foundation free of nutrition and fitness BS.

- Regan

Scott

$2,500 men's Winner:

Age: 43 years

Weight Lost: 64 lbs (272 lbs to 208 lbs)

Total inches lost: 37" (276" to 239")

Precision Nutrition Coaching has helped me reconnect with my health and fitness. I used to be very passive about my health, but now I've become an active participant. I've learned how my body responds to different foods, exercise, and stressors, and now I know how to support myself with nutrition, fitness, and the right mindset so I can achieve my goals. The program brought me to a better nutritional, physical, and mental state.

- Scott

Kevin

$2,500 men's Winner:

Age: 44 years

Weight Lost: 36 lbs (166 lbs to 130 lbs)

Total inches lost: 31" (232" to 201")

Precision Nutrition Coaching has been the best investment in my health that I’ve ever made. Not only is my body fat lower, and my energy, endurance and strength better, but my problem solving skills and choices are healthier, too. The lessons, habits, and coaching tear down unhealthy thinking and build up wise, creative thinking that leads to improving physical wellbeing.

- Kevin

Michael

$2,500 men's Winner:

Age: 54 years

Weight Lost: 32 lbs (186 lbs to 154 lbs)

Total inches lost: 24" (234" to 210")

My Precision Nutrition Coaching experience has been awesome. It has been a year of learning and understanding my body and how it relates to food. I have finally learned how to eat according to my body’s cues. Not only did I lose weight, but I’m also now the leanest and strongest I’ve ever been.

- Michael

Tony

$2,500 men's Winner:

Age: 48 years

Weight Lost: 45 lbs (259 lbs to 214 lbs)

Total inches lost: 25" (270" to 245")

Precision Nutrition Coaching guided me through a total transformation, extending beyond pounds and inches lost. With PN’s guidance, I learned how to think, eat, and act in a way that promotes and sustains health and well-being as a lifestyle.

- Tony

Vincent

$1,000 men's Winner:

Age: 60 years

Weight Lost: 14 lbs (200 lbs to 186 lbs)

Total inches lost: 5" (246" to 241")

My Precision Nutrition experience brought me so much more than weight loss. I’ve lost weight dozens of times over the years, but this time I discovered a lot about myself and developed a new relationship with food. I will carry this with me for the rest of my life. Precision Nutrition doesn’t tell you what to do. It showed me the path so I could decide what works best for me and my lifestyle. PN helped me stay accountable while still being human. PN allows for and even expects mistakes, setbacks, and failure. We all fail at times and that’s ok. It’s accepting failure and moving on that leads to success. I’ve learned the value of sleep, rest, stress reduction, and nutrition. Thanks to Precision Nutrition, the weight is lost forever. My cholesterol, blood pressure, and lab tests have all improved significantly, too. I move better, my inflammation is dramatically reduced, and for the first time in decades am relatively pain-free.

- Vincent

Rodney

$1,000 men's Winner:

Age: 49 years

Weight Lost: 54 lbs (271 lbs to 217 lbs)

Total inches lost: 29" (244" to 215")

Trying to put my experience this year into words is difficult for me. I look back to when I started and how I thought and felt about exercising and eating, and I realize why I couldn’t ever achieve consistency in my health before. I used to think I was lazy, that I had no motivation, that I wasn’t an athlete, and that exercising was a chore to get done. Food was something to limit and control, and certain foods were just off limits. I didn’t see how food could be a tool, and that I had the opportunity to choose things to benefit my health. This year has been this slow, gradual change that has transformed the way I view health and life. So many eating and exercising programs use a “copy and paste” approach: “Do this exactly like I did and you will see these results.” Precision Nutrition Coaching is instead a process of self discovery. It helps you create a life of health that works for you, whatever stage you’re at. The habits and principles PN teaches are flexible and adaptable to anyone’s life. I joined PN because I wanted to lose some weight, but I quickly discovered that PN was so much more than a weight loss program: It was a complete shift in my approach to health. I’ve lost lots of weight, but most importantly, I’ve learned to see myself and my life in a different way. And I learned the consistency I needed in order to accomplish my goals.

- Rodney

Dan

$1,000 men's Winner:

Age: 42 years

Weight Lost: 36 lbs (217 lbs to 181 lbs)

Total inches lost: 21" (241" to 220")

For years, I've struggled with the mental, physical, and emotional roller coaster of weight loss and gain. That’s because I was focusing on the wrong goals and purpose. With the help of Precision Nutrition Coaching, I’ve finally found the true purpose and value of my health and fitness. It’s the glue my life has been missing.

- Dan

Ryan

$1,000 men's Winner:

Age: 26 years

Weight Lost: 65 lbs (264 lbs to 199 lbs)

Total inches lost: 42" (269" to 227")

Precision Nutrition Coaching has given me the knowledge and foundation to pursue an active and healthy lifestyle. The coaches and the program have helped me regain my self confidence, improve my mobility, and lose more weight than I thought was possible.

- Ryan

Brad

$1,000 men's Winner:

Age: 47 years

Weight Lost: 22 lbs (193 lbs to 171 lbs)

Total inches lost: 13" (235" to 222")

I have learned that through changing behaviors steadily over time, the process of getting in better shape takes care of itself. Precision Nutrition gave me the tools I needed to succeed, and habits I can sustain for a lifetime.

- Brad

Alisdair

$1,000 men's Winner:

Age: 47 years

Weight Lost: 46 lbs (229 lbs to 183 lbs)

Total inches lost: 23" (246" to 223")

Like most people, I knew what to eat. What I had forgotten was how to eat. Over this past year, Precision Nutrition Coaching helped me realize this, and it taught me good habits so I could develop a better relationship with food. It also empowered me to take responsibility for my health. This results in the holy grail of sustainable change.

- Alisdair

Jonas

$1,000 men's Winner:

Age: 32 years

Weight Lost: 52 lbs (225 lbs to 173 lbs)

Total inches lost: 34" (253" to 219")

The most important thing that I’ve learned from Precision Nutrition Coaching is that I am not tied to any of the past struggles I’ve had with fitness. I’ve changed my mindset. I now know that every second of every day is an opportunity to make choices that lead to a better life. Being able to stay present in the moment has helped me take steps to remain consistent and develop good habits that have stuck with me and will continue to do so.

- Jonas

Marc

$1,000 men's Winner:

Age: 50 years

Weight Lost: 28 lbs (208 lbs to 180 lbs)

Total inches lost: 5" (235" to 230")

This last year with Precision Nutrition has been one of balance. Finding balance at the gym, in nutrition, and in life have been lessons that have been at the forefront of my PN education. From balancing my family life, my professional life, and my nutritional education, to balancing my go-to, “all or nothing” attitude in the gym, PN has taught me how to keep my life in perspective. It’s allowed me to develop a healthy lifestyle at work and at home, and it’s taught me the principles of healthy eating that I now incorporate into my everyday routine.

- Marc

Meet a few hundred more Precision Nutrition clients.

To view all the men’s and women’s finalists from the January 2019 Coaching Program, click the links below.

To view all the men’s and women’s finalists from all of our Precision Nutrition Coaching programs, click one of the links below.

Of course, if you’re interested in working toward a body or health transformation of your own, consider joining our next Precision Nutrition Coaching group. We’re opening up a few spots in the coming weeks.

Want to transform your body too?

As you probably know, you won’t overhaul your body this dramatically by counting calories, logging time on a treadmill, or reading health tips on Twitter. 

Awesome, lasting, wow-what-happened-to-you transformations usually require personal attention from an expert coach.

And here’s the good news: Precision Nutrition Coaching will be accepting new clients very soon, at our lowest, most accessible price ever.

If you’re interested and want to find out more, I’d encourage you to join our presale list.

Being on the presale list gives you two special advantages.

You’ll pay less than everyone else. At Precision Nutrition we like to reward the most interested and motivated people because they always make the best clients. Join the presale list and you’ll save up to 54% off the general public price, which is the lowest price we’ve ever offered.

You’re more likely to get a spot. To give clients the personal care and attention they deserve, we only open up the program twice a year. Last time we opened registration, we sold out within minutes. By joining the presale list you’ll get the opportunity to register 24 hours before everyone else, increasing your chances of getting in.

[Note: If your health and fitness are already sorted out, but you’re interested in helping others, check out our Precision Nutrition Level 1 Certification program].

If you’re ready to change your body, and your life, with help from the world’s best coaches, this is your chance.

Source: https://www.precisionnutrition.com/winners-january-2019

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Every New Electric Car, SUV and Truck Available in 2020

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Every New Electric Car, SUV and Truck Available in 2020

The movement of the electric car is in full swing and there are more options for drivers who want to do without gasoline than ever before. From city cars to SUVs and almost everything in between, there is an electric vehicle for almost everyone. Battery technology is improving quickly, so electric driving doesn't necessarily mean changing your driving habits. Fortunately, the days of a 45 mile range and a top speed of 45 mph are over.

We have compiled a list of all available electric cars in alphabetical order and listed their range and price. If you're wondering where the Kia Soul is or why the Tesla Cybertruck isn't here, keep in mind that we only include cars that you can currently buy and pick up right away. Kia delayed the American launch of the battery-powered Soul until 2021, and the Cybertruck is even further away. For a full list of electric cars released in the early 2020s, visit our dedicated page.

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Audi E-Tron

Base area: 204 miles Base price: $ 74,800

Audi has taken a different path in the electric car segment than most of its competitors. The E-Tron looks and drives like a normal SUV, but without burning a drop of gasoline. None of this screams "I'm electric", that's exactly what the company wanted to achieve. Instead, it offers a version of Audi's intuitive MMI Touch Response infotainment system that is specific to electric cars and the high build quality that we expect from a car with the four-ring emblem on its nose. It's quiet, fast, big enough for a family, and reasonably entertaining to drive.

BMW i3

Base area: 153 miles Base price: $ 44,450

BMW was one of the pioneers in the luxury electric car segment, and the i3 is still one of the most advanced cars on the market today. The basic structure around which it was built is made of carbon fiber to keep the weight in check, and we love the interior, which is made of natural materials like bamboo. While the basic design has barely changed since its launch in 2013, the powertrain has been updated regularly.

The range includes the regular i3, which brings 170 hp under the right foot, or the sportier i3 with 180 hp. Both use the same lithium-ion battery and offer the same range. Drivers planning longer trips can choose the optional gasoline-powered range extender, but their i3 loses the EV label.

Chevrolet Bolt

Base area: 259 miles Base price: $ 36,620

As one of the best all-round options in the electric car segment, the Bolt is the first electric car from Chevrolet that is regularly produced. It is designed to look and feel like a normal commuter car that happens to run on electricity. It is safe, offers passengers a spacious cabin with intuitive technical functions and offers a usable range. If you want to drive electrically with minimal effort, put the bolt at the top of your list.

Hyundai Ioniq Electric

Base price: $ 30,315 Base area: 170 miles

Hyundai offers the Ioniq in a unique way with three drive train types. It is available as a hybrid, as a plug-in hybrid and as an electric vehicle. They are all more or less identical inside and out, which means that they are characterized by a humble and harmless design and that their interior feels as solid as any other Hyundai. The 170-mile range isn't class-leading, but depending on how and where you're going, it may be enough for a week of commuting.

We want to highlight the "where" part of this last sentence. While the hybrid versions of the Ioniq are available nationwide, the electric model is only sold in California, Connecticut, Maine, Maryland, Massachusetts, New Jersey, New York, Oregon, Rhode Island and Vermont. Nothing, for example, prevents a Utah resident from flying to San Francisco and driving home in one, but that's a lot of work considering that other competent electric vehicles are sold in all 50 states.

Hyundai Kona Electric

Base price: $ 36,990 Base area: 258 miles

The electrical version of the Kona crossover from Hyundai is one of the rounded entries in the EV segment. We think it's really big, which means it's big enough to fit your friends and weekend gear, but compact enough to drive through parking garages, and its 258-mile range is one of the best at this price . However, the price is controversial. While Hyundai sips $ 19,100 for the regular Kona on gas, you have to sign a $ 36,990 check for the electric model. Federal incentives sweeten the deal – if they are available.

Jaguar I-Pace

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Base price: $ 69,850 Base area: 246 miles

Digital Trends voted the Jaguar I-Pace 2018 our Car of the Year, which says a lot. This segment bending crossover takes full advantage of the different packaging layouts that an electric drive train enables. It blurs the line between a crossover and a limousine. Thanks to its twin-engine powertrain with 394 hp, it is off the production line quickly, is easy to handle considering its size and weight, and we like the technology it contains. It's not the most practical electric car on the market, but it will be fun no matter where the road takes you.

Kia Niro EV

Base price: $ 38,500 Base area: 238 miles

With a range of up to 239 miles and a 10-year 100,000-mile warranty that covers the battery, the Kia Niro EV is an electric car you won't have to worry about for many years. It is based on regular, gasoline-powered Niro, so it's practical and benefits from Kia's exponential improvement in build quality. As with the Hyundai Kona, the downside is that it's amazingly expensive, even after incentives go into the equation. At $ 38,500, the electric variant of the Niro costs around $ 15,000 (the price of a new Nissan Versa) more than the entry-level model.

Mini Cooper SE

Base area: 110 miles Base price: $ 29,900

The lessons that BMW learned from manufacturing mini electric prototypes in the late 2000s helped develop the i3, and the technology returned to the British brand in 2020. The Mini Electric uses parts from the i3, including a 32.6 kilowatt hour lithium. Ion battery to add an electrified touch to the go-kart-like feel for which the model is known. The range is short, so it is best suited for urban use. However, the quick charge makes it more mobile than it sounds.

Nissan Leaf

Base area: 149 miles Base price: $ 31,600

Nissan planted its flag in the electric car segment before it was cool, and the lead allowed it to stay ahead of its rivals for years. The second generation of the Leaf is a sensible choice for buyers who are looking for a relatively affordable electric car without sacrificing range or technology. The 2020 model year started with more driver assistance technology, infotainment upgrades and a correspondingly higher price.

Two variants are available. The standard 147-hp Leaf with a range of 149 miles and the Leaf Plus, which thanks to a more powerful electric motor and a larger lithium-ion battery, increases the above values ​​to 214 and 226 respectively. Note that the plus starts at $ 38,200.

Porsche Taycan

Base area: 201 miles Base price: $ 103,800

Porsche aimed the Taycan, its first mass-produced electric car, directly at the Tesla Model S. It is available in three variants with the names 4S, Turbo and Turbo S and each offers the mixture of organ displacement performance and wall-to-wall luxury Porsche is well known For. The turbo model's range of 201 miles is below that of the Tesla, and the Turbo S is below the 200-mile mark. But does it matter? It depends who you ask. Most Americans drive no more than 200 miles a day, and most buyers in the market for a six-digit sedan have a home charger.

Porsche also commissioned the independent test company AMCI to obtain a second range number, and the Taycan was rated 275 miles in mixed driving. As always: your mileage may vary. Literally this time.

Tesla Model 3

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Base area: 250 miles Base price: $ 39,990

Model 3 is Tesla's biggest hit, although it could lose this status if Model Y hits the market. It's smaller and cheaper than the Model S, although Tesla doesn't sell the promised $ 35,000 variant, but it's equally high-tech, if not more. The dashboard is dominated by a huge touchscreen that controls everything from the navigation system to the windshield wipers. Early cars were plagued by problems, but Tesla appears to have figured out how to build the 3, and it's one of the most popular electric cars in the world.

Model 3, like all Tesla vehicles, is sold exclusively online and is available in three versions: Standard Range Plus, Long Range and Performance. The range varies from 250 to 322 miles, while the fastest member on the lineup takes 3.2 seconds to sprint from zero to 60 miles per hour.

Tesla Model S.

Base area: 391 miles Base price: $ 79,990

Model S, released in 2012, transformed Tesla from an unknown niche car manufacturer into a major player on the global stage. The Elon Musk team did a great job of keeping the model fresh despite its age. As of 2020, the ever-changing lineup includes a Long Range Plus model with a range of 391 miles and a performance variant that loses 43 miles and at the same time reaches the fastest speed of 2.4 seconds between zero and 60 miles per hour Cars of the world. If that's not enough, you can be sure that an even faster model is on the horizon.

Note that Tesla buyers are no longer eligible for federal tax credit. State incentives could continue to apply.

Tesla Model X.

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Base area: 351 miles Base price: $ 84,990

The Model X trick folder doors did no favor, and the industry watcher Consumer Reports continued to criticize them as problematic and slow in operation. It's fast, and the Long-Range Plus model can go up to 351 miles for a fee, but Consumer Reports sums it up nicely by calling the X more eye-catching than practical. We agree.

Tesla Model Y.

Base area: 316 miles Base price: $ 52,990

Model Y, launched in 2019, is model X for model 3, and model S is simply a more spacious alternative to Tesla's current entry-level model, designed to surf the crossover wave that is currently sweeping the American auto market. The California-based company took advantage of economies of scale by using approximately 75% of the Model 3 parts to build the Y model. So expect the two cars behind the driver's seat to feel almost exactly the same.

Volkswagen e-Golf

Base area: $ 31,895 Base price: 125 miles

The main selling point of the Volkswagen e-Golf is that it is a Golf. It drives like one, it's as practical as one, it looks like one and it feels like one, but it's electric. It's one of the most conventional cars in this segment and perfect for some buyers. It flies under the radar. You have to answer "Wait, is this an EV ?!" but several times a day.

Volkswagen has launched the new eighth-generation Golf in Europe, so the seventh-generation model that gave rise to the E-Golf is not long in the world. While the model won't be replaced, at least not by another electric Golf, Volkswagen's electric car offensive is coming and will bring some of the most advanced electric vehicles (both in terms of powertrain technology and in-car connectivity). We have never seen the American market.

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