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[queer-starwars-bracket]

Queer Star Wars Characters (Round 1): Aphra's Exes Match 3

(Having Aphra's main love interests face off in round 1 was the result of random generation)

Sana Starros | Identity: wlw | Media: Star Wars comics

Sana Starros has appeared in a variety of Star Wars comics, primarily the main series, Doctor Aphra, and now her own eponymous series. She was first introduced as Han Solo’s fake wife (they got married as part of a scheme), but quickly became a proper character in her own right. A former archeology student of the University of Bar’leth, she is now a smuggler and scoundrel with her own ship. She is Aphra’s main ex, and the Aphra comic series is currently leaning towards a poly ending with her, Aphra, and Magna Tolvan. Despite frequently being pulled into Aphra’s schemes, she gathered a team of everyone important to Aphra to save her from the Spark Eternal. 

Magna Tolvan | Identity: wlw | Media: Doctor Aphra comics

Magna Tolvan began as an Imperial officer and the homoerotic rival to Doctor Aphra. This culminated with them kissing when they thought they were going to die. They worked together on a mission to steal information from a Rebel flight academy, before parting. Tolvan later received a message from Aphra informing her about Vader’s plan to overthrow the Emperor. Aphra was being interrogated in Accresker Jail, and knowing this put Tolvan in danger if Aphra’s interrogation was successful. Their plan to escape eventually spiraled out of control into Vader being called to the prison and Tolvan having her memories altered through use of a Bor Gullet relative to forget Vader’s plan and thinking that she killed Aphra. 

After this, she joined the Rebel Alliance. Her ethical guide was still order, but seeing all the corruption of the Empire caused her to view the Alliance as the best way to bring order to the galaxy. She became a captain of a Rebel Intelligence strike force, which planned to use a lightsaber gun to assassinate Palpatine. This plan involved forcibly recruiting Aphra, causing her to realize her memories had been altered. The assassination plan turned out to be a honey pot, which Aphra, like usual, turned into a complex scheme. Because of Tolvan, Aphra was motivated to oppose Project Swarm and delete the first discovery of Echo Base. This gave the Rebellion enough time to built up their defenses and have a successful evacuation.

Sana Starros recruited her as part of the team to save Aphra from the Spark Eternal. They haven’t entirely made up for all the drama in the previous run of the comic, but the narrative seems to be leaning towards a poly ending with her, Sana, and Aphra.

[naturesbeat]

OVERVIEW

name: chelli lona aphra nicknames: doctor, joystick chevron, little boop species: human gender: cis female, she/her sexuality: lesbian age: verse dependent, born 22 BBY occupation: rogue archaeologist mtbi: estp, the persuader enneagram: type 7, the enthusiast

APPEARANCE

eyes: honey brown, angular, accented with days old eyeliner lips: plush, fond of smirks hair: black, sleek, typically tucked beneath a leather pilot cap. body: she is smaller than average in height, with more muscles than one would expect from her numerous adventures. wider in the hips than in the bust, she has a pear-like figure, thick thighs, and carries most of her meager height in her legs. scars: small burns and cuts on her hands and wrists from years of tinkering, residual burns on her back from her brief stint unprotected in the vacuum of space. noticeable features: she is seldom without her cap, but her most prominent feature by far are her electro-tattoos, spanning the length of her right arm and branching up her neck. the ink is capable of carrying data, syncing with electrical devices or other electro-tattoos

PERSONALITY

disaster is the best way to describe dr. chelli aphra. she swings wildly from one convoluted plan to the next, largely concerned with her own self interest. the only certainty from her is her betrayal - and she has a long list of enemies and double crossed allies to attest to it. but she isn’t exactly proud of the fact.

deep down, aphra longs to be a good person. she is wracked with guilt over her own selfishness. when she has time to stop and think, she wants to help others…but her first impulse is often the worst, and it’s that instinct that rules when danger comes knocking.

fiercely intelligent, she relies on her wits more than anything. there isn’t a situation where she doesn’t have a plan b ( often at the expense of someone else ). the machinations of the galaxy at large don’t bother her too much. she believes in the strength of order, even though it comes at the expense of some personal freedom. having lost her mother to the chaos of the clone wars, she understands the empire brought solace just as often as it brought terror.

but that’s for the normal people of the galaxy. she considers herself above needing the help of the empire, the rebels, or anyone else, for that matter. aphra tends to keep those closest to her at arm’s length, thinking the kindest thing to do for someone if you can’t change is to protect them from your flaws. those that remain too close tend to get dragged down with her.

HISTORY

aphra's family life was turbulent. her father's obsession with the jedi of the past led her mother to leave in the middle of the night, spiriting her away to a boring planet in the outer rim, where nothing ever seemed to happen — until one day, it did. raiders arrived at their small homestead, killing her mother before imperial troops could arrive and return her to her father's dubious care.

despite her distaste, she followed in his footsteps, pursuing archaeology at the university of bar'leth. there she was forced to cheat in order to obtain her doctorate, after the sava made it known he would never allow her to obtain it through legitimate means. aphra stole his research, planted it as her own discovery, and no one was ever the wiser.

since then she's made her living traversing the galaxy, extracting rare artifacts for profit and teaming up with the occasional bounty hunter or gang.

eventually darth vader himself sought her out, and in him she found an exciting new purpose. aphra secured him a new droid army, countless imperial credits, and tracked down the location of luke skywalker. but she knew her days were numbered, and in the end, faked her own death at his hands in order to escape.

afterwards she went back to the same old, combing the galaxy far, far away for items of historical and monetary significance. see her wookiepedia page for greater details of her exploits.

WISHLIST

SANA STARROS: i'm a big fan of these two, and would love to explore a friends-to-lovers-to-enemies-to-divorced-to-lovers with the two of them.

BOUNTY HUNTER CONTACTS: aphra deals a lot with the classic underground of the star war's universe. i'd love to explore more of that aspect of her adventure's!

DEBTS: aphra always owes someone something. feel free to take advantage of these in interactions.

COLLEGE DAYS: aphra attended university as a student, and i'd love to have relationships from that time if you're interested in something pre-existing!

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[haveyouheardthat]

“HONEY” - Aphra (2017)

[luzmyway]

Luke: Why do you always drag me to this?

Doctor Aphra: Admit it, you love being shot at, it's too much fun!

Luke: I have a lot more fun rolling in bed with my husband, mind you.

Doctor Aphra: Of course you do, honey, but imagine the reaction you'll get from him when you get home after a battle, he'll be so horny.

Luke: And that's why you'll always convince me to come with you to save your ass.

Doctor Aphra: I happen to have a great ass, worth saving, honey!

[ragingbookdragon]

What’s In A Name? A Nickname That Is.

Vasco x De Sardet

Word Count: 1,150 Warnings: Explicit Language

Author’s Note: In this house we HC De Sardet as taller than Vasco for the sake of humor. Enjoy! -Thorne

           He wasn’t sure when he noticed the difference between his and Vasco’s height, and if he was being honest, it was probably when they first met, but there were other things on his mind then, and poking fun at the captain in charge of getting them across the ocean didn’t seem like a smart idea. That being said, as soon as Vasco joined De Sardet on Cabral’s orders, the Legate had keyed into the fact that while the captain was rightly pissed at the situation, De Sardet found the knowledge, that Vasco was shorter than he, awfully amusing—Vasco however, not so much.

***

           De Sardet was too close to him. Again. He could feel the Legate’s body heat from the distance between them, and while that was something he could ignore, he couldn’t disregard the way the man’s smoky cologne made something smolder deep in his gut.

           After the fourth shift of De Sardet’s head, Vasco looked over, regarding him with a glower. “What are you doing?” he hissed, watching as the Legate’s eyes narrowed slightly, gaze shifting towards the docks.

           “Trying to imagine what it’s like to view the world through your eyes,” De Sardet remarked.

           “You’ve got a pair of eyes, do you not?”

           “I do,” he agreed, before turning a rather irritating smirk on Vasco. “But I figured you might see something that I don’t because of your…vertical challenge.”

           De Sardet enjoyed with an immense glee as Vasco’s jaw set, knowing that the Naut was no doubt grinding his teeth in his barely contained anger.

           “Really though, Vasco. Is it different? Do you see something—now where are you going?” he called after the captain with a grin, watching as he stomped off. “Careful you don’t fall into any puddles! Might be perilous for you! Even a trained Naut!”

           All that Vasco responded with was an obscene gesture thrown over his shoulder.

           “Now that’s not very nice, Vasco!”

***

           Surprisingly, De Sardet was an excellent cook, and an even better baker. He’d invited his companions over for a dinner the night after Vasco’s loyalty mission, fixing a, for a lack of a better word, feast for them—Vasco was sure there would be enough food left after to feed his entire crew, seconds even. That aside, he should’ve known that De Sardet was going to make some joke about his height, except he didn’t expect it in the way that it came to him.

           “I hope you’ve managed to save room for dessert,” De Sardet joked. “Because we still have that to finish off.”

           A groan sounded around the room and he took a moment to observe his group. Petrus and Síora had managed to save a bit of room, possibly Vasco as well, but Aphra and Kurt had their heads on the table, hands to their stomachs.

           “I think I’ll just make plates for the few of us while you two recover.”

           “Don’t you dare, De Sardet,” Aphra moaned, but her eyes held a look of determination. “If dinner was this good, then I know dessert will be too.” She waved at him. “Hit me with it.”

           De Sardet snorted, turning his eyes to his Master-At-Arms. “You as well Kurt?”

           “Damn straight,” the mercenary agreed, and the Legate went around the table, placing small plates in front of everyone.

           When he got back to his seat, he picked up his fork and looked at Vasco with a grin.

           “I think you’ll like this, Vasco,” he said. “It’s a strawberry…shortcake.”

           While a chorus of laughter seemed to flow around the table, Vasco merely glared daggers at the man across from him, who simply nodded at the dessert. Begrudgingly, he dug the fork into the cake and brought it to his mouth. And damned if the smart-ass giant wasn’t right—he did like it.

           “I take it you like it then?” De Sardet ribbed, waggling his brows, and before Vasco could stop himself, the tip of his boot was colliding with De Sardet’s shin, making him grunt, face twisting in a look of pain that gave Vasco pleasure to see.

           “Not exactly the answer I was looking for,” he winced.

           With a smirk, Vasco took another bite and chewed slowly, eyes narrowed in contentment as the man bent over slightly, no doubt massaging the place he’d kicked. After he finished, Vasco wiped his mouth with the cloth in his lap and met De Sardet’s eyes.

           “That was delicious, De Sardet. I wonder what it would be like if it had a bit of a kick to it?”

           De Sardet simply chuckled in return.

***

           And of course, Vasco naively assumed that the childish taunting would dissipate in the course of their relationship, but that only seemed to egg De Sardet on to the point that Vasco was ready to strangle him whether he loved him or not.

           “So…if you’re going to call me Tempest in private, does that mean I get to pick a nickname for you?”

           Vasco didn’t even need to turn around in the man’s arms. “No,” he deadpanned, causing the other to snort.

           “Why not?” De Sardet questioned, tugging the Naut towards him until Vasco’s back touched the Legate’s chest.

           “Because it’s going to be something amusing to you and not to me.” He answered, eyes slipping shut when De Sardet’s hand started massaging just above his right hip.

           “I would never do such a thing to the man I love,” he declared, pressing his lips to the nape of Vasco’s neck.

           “You are so full of shit,” the Naut couldn’t help but mutter as he chuckled.

           “Full of love,” De Sardet corrected. “How about—”

           “No.”

           “You didn’t even let me finish!”

           “Don’t have to—the answer is no.” Vasco decided making the Legate sigh heavily.

           “Fine,” he groaned. “Relieve me of my greatest desire.”

           Though De Sardet fell silent, Vasco could feel his eyes on his back and after a minute, he grunted.

           “Oh fine. You get—one. One name.”

           “Hmm…I’ve got two.”

           Vasco’s mouth opened for a quick retort, but thinking against it, he instead asked, “What are they?”

           De Sardet smiled. “Ankle-biter?”

           “Absolutely not,” he warned, and the Legate chuckled. “What’s the other?”

           “The second? Oh, fickle thing. I was going to call you, my honey.”

           Vasco’s brows furrowed and he remarked, “That’s actually not so—”

           “My honeybee.” De Sardet interrupted. “Because you’re small and you sting with a poisoned blade.”

           For a moment, Vasco didn’t say a word, then silently he shifted in his lover’s arms until they were nose to nose, his golden eyes narrowed into a withering glare whereas De Sardet merely grinned.

           “I don’t think I’ve ever hated to love someone as much as I do in this moment in time, Tempest,” Vasco scowled.

           De Sardet lifted a hand and cupped his cheek, quipping, “As long as you still love me, Honeybee, I’ll take it.”

[archaeotech3]

Blade Runner 2049 Sentence Starters // ACCEPTING              ↳ @crimsonshe​ said:  “ it is my job to keep order. “

"𝐎𝐇...𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐒𝐀𝐘." Aphra had tangled with enough gangs to know “keeping order” was code for “getting rid of anyone who caused a problem”. And usually, that anyone was someone like HER. It ought to make her nervous, but like most things that could kill her, the sweet smile of Crimson Dawn’s top enforcer only sent a thrill up her spine.

“You should try the opposite sometime.” Everything in the yacht was so polished. From the squeaky clean tiles to the gilded stage, even the music rang smooth as honey in her ears. Seemed like Qi'ra might do her job a little too well. The doctor snatched a sparkling flute from a passing server, offering her a smile from behind the rim of the glass.  “It’s a lot more 𝙵𝚄𝙽.”

[jomiddlemarch]

Thou and I are too wise to woo peaceably

“This has been an odd courtship,” Diana mused. She and Matthew lay in the wide, downy bed, naked as jaybirds Em would have said, having temporarily sated themselves with what Matthew asserted constituted bundling à la française. She was still not entirely convinced on that point, especially since there had nearly been a contretemps with his mother over her lack of fluency in Occitan; how much was being either lost or corrupted in translation? Matthew shifted and she felt his bare skin against hers. There were eddies of scent even a witch could discern: the rich musk of their satisfied desire; her skin clove and honey, his cypress, currant, fleur de sel; wood-smoke from the hearth, the lovely acridness of a burnt candlewick. She nestled closer to him and felt his breath on her shoulder.

“It’s not the courtship I would have chosen, ma caille,” he said. “Not for you.”

“Tell me then. If there were no Ashmole 782, how would it be?”

“Perhaps we would have met at a conference. One about alchemy and modern sciences, genetics and eugenics and the occult. One held in a beautiful old hotel in Prague or Basel. Maybe Lisbon in the spring. I would have asked you a question at a panel discussion, found you afterwards at the cocktail hour and told you not to drink the execrable wine they were serving,” Matthew said. His voice held his enjoyment of the fantasy, a beguilement like the beginning of an enchantment.

“Then what?”

“I would have discussed your most recent article. It was brilliant but I disagreed with a conclusion you drew. I’d ask you if we could talk more over dinner, a bottle of red worth drinking,” he said.

“Would there be moonlight and a walk through the old city?” Diana asked.

“No. There would have been starlight and I would have bitten my tongue before saying I saw it in your eyes, how they looked like star sapphires. You would have laughed until you realized I was serious,” Matthew said. He’d begun stroking her side as he spoke, his hand moving along the dip of her waist, the curve of her thigh.

“And you would have kissed me then,” Diana said.

“Not that night. That night, I would have sung you a song in Occitan, one of Arnaut Daniel’s that was lost, that only I remember,” Matthew said, humming a little. She’d never heard him sing and suddenly, she wanted it more than anything.

“You sound very sure,” she said.

“It might have gone differently. I might have met you at a bookstore. We’d both want the last copy of a book.”

“Something about alchemy and chemistry. Paracelsus?” Diana said.

“Peut-être. Or the new novel by Elena Ferrante,” Matthew said.

“Would you have let me buy it?”

“I would have tried to buy it for you and you wouldn’t have let me. I would have been angry, for a moment, and then charmed. I would have asked the bookseller to take my name, to call me when the next shipment arrived and then I would have asked you to join me for a cup of coffee.”

“I like this one,” Diana said. “But I don’t drink coffee.”

“Tea then. No, hot chocolate. Something sweet-- and bitter. I would have asked you to show me what else you’d bought and offered to show you what I’d picked. You would have read through the first chapter of a biography of Aphra Behn, pushing back the hair that came loose from your ribbon, the sunshine bright on your face,” Matthew said.

“I have a hair-ribbon in this? Am I twelve?”

“Hush! I would have suggested we meet again to discuss the book, I would have asked you to lend me the novel.”

“That’s it?”

“It’s a very good novel,” Matthew replied. “I’d send you half a dozen letters, written in iron-gall ink, pretending to write about the it. I’d fill the pages with lines I loved, everything that reminded me of you. I’d tell you what I thought when I wrote your name and how I wasn’t sure whether to sign the letters your Matthew, though I already was.”

“I like this,” Diana said, sighing as his hands touched her very gently, very deliberately. “Do I ever get flowers?”

“Peonies, bunches of them, pale pink and white, tied with raffia. An orchid with a violet throat. Lily-of-the-valley, the stems wet. A gardenia,” Matthew said. He kissed her, just behind her ear. He made a sound that was hunger, that was longing.

“I think we would have met at a potluck,” Diana said, taking his hand in hers, pressing it against her heart. “I would have brought vegetarian chili, with lentils and zucchini, and you would have hated it. Hated it. To be fair, it’s not a very good recipe and I would have put in too much cumin.”

“A potluck?”

“Where everyone brings a dish to share,” she explained. He laughed and she shivered.

“I know what a potluck is. What’s the reason we’d be there?”

“Hmm. A university coalition against...I don’t know. We’d be fighting something oppressive, something real, not something silly. People wouldn’t know what to think of you because you insisted in coming in your gown. You would have looked divine, like it was 1700 and you were a a don,” Diana said, growing more confident as she spoke.

“We’re at Oxford, non? Because I don’t think gowns will ever fly at Yale,” Matthew said.

“Yes. Oxford. Fighting deportations maybe or University investments in compromised funds. China, Saudi Arabia. There’d be someone you knew from Tiananmen. You’d speak fluent Mandarin and Cantonese. There’d be a daemon and another witch but no other vampires. Only you. I would be able to take my eyes off of you and I’d be afraid you’d see. You would,” she said.

“We’d argue?”

“No, we’d be the only ones who agreed. Except about the chili. You’d kill the bottle of Burgundy and then the shiraz and not turn a hair. I’d notice. I’d wonder if I should offer you a ride but you’d catch me out,” Diana said.

“I would? What would I say?”

“Nothing I’d remember the next day. Not clearly. I’d remember blushing and I would have done some embarrassing magic, tied your scarf maybe. But your number would be in my phone and I’d text you, crossing my fingers,” she said.

“How bold. And agile,” he remarked. She heard the smile in his voice.

“Em always says take a chance, so I would. I’d think you’d ignore it. Ignore me. But you’d suggest we go to a concert, mandolins or some Gregorian chant thing and I’d show up in a bulky woolly jumper down to my knees that made you do a double-take. I’d hope it wasn’t a mistake,” Diana said.

“It wouldn’t be,” Matthew said, drawing her close and rolling over so her head lay on his chest, on his slowly beating heart. “Except for the Gregorian chant. I hate that.”

“Really?”

“It’s a bit trite for a vampire. Lugubrious andsacred,” Matthew said.

“What would you pick?”

“West Coast revival. Mezwed. Opera buffa,” Matthew said.

“Maybe Ashmole 782 wasn’t the worst-case scenario then,” Diana said, smiling when his laughter resonated through his chest against her cheek. She wanted to be closer to him, she wondered if there was a spell she could learn to cast. “Maybe all this was worth it.”

“How could it be otherwise? You are in my arms, my beloved,” Matthew said. Then he kissed her and resumed their courtship, the only one, the perfect one.

[shemakesmusic-uk]

The Sunset Beach Hut return with new single ‘Funk’

The Sunset Beach Hut bring the groove with their aptly named new single ‘Funk’. With a disco-esque bass line, jangly guitars and a honeyed vocal, the quartet are here to get you dancing.

”With my lyrics I’m always trying to find the balance between sincerity and giving everything away. A lot of what I want to write about is quite personal and me being quite closed off I struggle to talk about my feelings. This song is an ode to vagueness. Because the answer to the question posed in the first line of the song - “what harm could it do?” - is a lot, and that really is as artists what we’re all most scared of.” - Aphra Smith

Photo credit: Jonny Nolan

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[die-comic]

I made a page of this on the main site, but want to hear some words folk have said? Let’s cut and paste what’s currently up there...

“Really couldn’t have enjoyed DIE #1 more than I did. Kieron Gillen and Stephanie Hans are a powerful merging of talents. Feels like a well-oiled team that’s been working together for years. Image Comics continues to innovate.” -Rick Remender (Deadly Class, Low, Black Science, Seven to Eternity)

“DIE is wonderfully nerdy and emotionally complicated and… utterly beautiful.” – Graeme McMillan, The Hollywood Reporter

“So I read DIE today and it’s something special: clever, chilling, beautiful, and surprising. IT’S REAL GOOD AND I THINK YOU SHOULD GET IT.” Ryan North (The Unbeatable Squirrel Girl, Dinosaur Comics, How To Invent Everything: A Survival Guide For The Stranded Time Traveler)

“Emotional evisceration awaits. I cannot recommend this highly enough” -Margerite Bennett (Animosity, Bombshells)

“I’ve had the pleasure of reading DIE from Gillen, Hans & Cowles and it’s everything I love about comics. It’s such a great concept for a series.” – Gerry Duggan (Deadpool, Analogue, Dead Rabbit)

“Do you wish that IT had fewer clowns luring in sewers with balloons and more RPG sessions that cause kids to disappear for several years? Then DIE by Kieron Gillen and Stephanie Hans is the comic for you! Also, I got to test-play the RPG the book is built around and it’s SO FUN.” – Jody Houser (Stranger Things, Faith, Doctor Who)

“A smart, gripping story about fantasy, gaming, aging and things that can’t be said. Pre-order now and beat the rush.” – Al Ewing (Immortal Hulk)

“DIE is gaming glory reflected in a broken mirror, nostalgia gone wrong in a story that’s oh so right.” – Jim Zub (Conan-Red Sonja, Dungeons & Dragons)

“DIE is a compelling drama, filled with secrets and lies. It has the reliable wit and grace one expects from Gillen along with rich and stunning artwork by Hans, who is without a doubt delivering her best work to date. Gorgeously rendered, perfectly constructed, DIE is a fantastic new series that pulls the reader into a new world, in more ways than one.” – Declan Shalvey (Moon Knight, Injection, Return Of Wolverine)

‘This excellent work is about human beings, as seen through the lens of Dungeons and Dragons, which in a time of wandering monsters is surely the best possible instrument.’ – Paul Cornell (Saucer Country, Doctor Who)

“Fantasy is seductive, beautiful, worth obsessing over, and something that will destroy your life. Die doesn’t just want it both ways, it insists that both ways are the only way to have it….  It’s another fucking masterpiece” – Elizabeth Sandifer (TARDIS Eruditorum, The Last War In Albion.)

“I Love it. DIE #1 was an excellent first issue. Tons of hints about who these characters are and what they’ve been through. I’m DIE-ing to know more about the mysteries ” – Matt Wilson (Paper Girls, Thor, The Wicked + the Divine)

“I read DIE and I did not die! Except maybe a little bit from sheer goodosity. Beautiful and moody…” – Si Spurrier (Doctor Aphra, The Dreaming, Coda)

“Fantastic” – Ray Fawkes (Underwinter, Gotham by Midnight)

“Utterly gorgeous book about being kids, growing up, the games we play and other secrets “I can’t say.” This should absolutely go to the very top of your pull-lists.” – Ram V (Batman Secret Files, Paridiso, These Savage Shores)

“Soooooo Kieron Gillen and Stephanie Hans’ DIE is something ABSURDLY special. Really an incredible book.” – Mags Visaggio(Eternity Girl, Kim & Kim, Sex Death Revolution)

“I just read Stephanie Hans and Kieron Gillen’s first ish of Die, and blimey, it’s really good! Like, “NO BUT NO I NEED THE NEXT ONE RIGHT NOW!” good. Hans has taken her epic cover art style into an entire comic, and it looks just beautiful.” – John Walker (Rock Paper Shotgun)

“DIE is clever and thoughtful and you should definitely read it.” – Grant Howitt (Spire, Honey Heist, Hearty Dice Friends)

“A wonderful, beautiful, heart-wrenching comic.” – Jamie McKelvie (Young Avengers, The Wicked + the Divine)

Speak to your retailer this week to pre-order a copy and such things.

[nellygwyn]

Good, Sweet, Honey, Sugar-Candied Reader,  which I think is more than anyone has called you yet, I must have a word or two with you before you do advance into the treatise; but 'tis not to beg your pardon for diverting you from your affairs by such an idle pamphlet as this...for I have dealt pretty fairly in the matter, told you in the title-page what you are to expect within. Indeed, had I hung a sign of 'the immortality of the soul,' or 'the mystery of godliness,' or 'of ecclesiastical policie,' and then had treated you with indiscernibility and essential spissitude (words, though I am no competent judge, for want of languages, yet I fancy strongly ought to mean 'just nothing')....or had presented you with two or three of the worst principles transcribed out of the peremptory and ill-natured, though pretty ingenious Doctor Hobbes, I were then sufficiently in fault; but having inscribed 'comedy' on the beginning of my book, you may guess pretty near what penny-worths you are like to have, and ware your money and your time accordingly. I would not yet be understood to lessen the dignity of plays, for surely they deserve among the middle if not the better sort of books; for I have heard the most of that which bears the name of learning, and which has abused such quantities of ink and paper, and continually employs so many ignorant, unhappy souls for ten, twenty, years in the University (who yet, poor wretches! think they are doing something all the while) as logick etc. & several other things that shall be nameless lest I misspell 'em, are much more 'absolutely nothing' than the errantest play that was ever writ.

The prefatory epistle, written by Aphra Behn at the beginning of her play “The Dutch Lover” (dated 6th February, 1673)

This is a response to academics and critics of the old, puritanical order who had criticised Behn’s play (which was popular with theatre-goers) for its sexual themes and bawdy humour, decried it as trashy, and recoiled at the fact that the playwright was a self-educated, self-sustaining woman of relatively low birth to boot. 

[mxstball]

“Hey dad.” Zinnia put the Goomy right next to the little Lati, who was being tended to by Heidi. “I’m about to head to the trainer school for a trip. Roxanne asked if one of my ‘special dragons’ could come, soooo--”

Oh? Are we assisting with a lesson today, Lorekeeper?

Zinnia nodded. “Yeah. It’s finally Legendary Pokémon Showcase Day!”

Oh! Finally! I have been waiting for this day--

Rayquaza began to approach Zinnia, but was promptly stopped when Lati broke away from Heidi and landed on his back. Rayquaza stopped and landed.

....

“....”

[Lati, honey.... Your papa will be back. They’ll only be gone for an hour or two--] Heidi initially flew over to get him, but Rayquaza stopped her.

No, no. It is... fine, dear. There is no need to force him.

Lati yawned and closed his eyes. He wasn’t moving.

Rayquaza turned to Zinnia.

...It appears that I... will be unable to join you, unfortunately. I deeply apologize, my Lorekeeper.

Zinnia sighed. While she wasn’t angry and understood, it was frustrating. “Alriiight.”

Heidi licked Zinnia’s face before picking up the large Goomy. [Maybe you can ask Aphra or Melony to join you instead? We’ll make it up to you when we can.]

Zinnia nodded and gave Rayquaza and Heidi each a hug. “Alright. I’ll... go do that.” She sounded a little somber but complied. Zinnia walked back downstairs.

...The Lorekeeper and I have been looking forward to this day for months. Witnessing firsthand the next generation of Pokémon Trainers and their newfound enthusiasm....

Rayquaza sighed.

[...] Heidi flew over and rested Goomy near Lati before nuzzling Rayquaza. [I know. It’s okay. I’m sure Lati appreciates it.]

Lati, in the meantime, was smiling and snuggling close to his father. It seemed that he was satisfied with being close to his father for now.

[lobocomicsandtoys]

New @ Lobo Comics | 09/05/2018

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Comics

ADVENTURES OF THE SUPER SONS #2 (OF 12) ANT-MAN AND THE WASP #5 (OF 5) APHRODITE IX ARES (ONE-SHOT) ASGARDIANS OF THE GALAXY #1 ASTONISHING X-MEN #15 AVENGERS #7 BATMAN #54 BEN REILLY SCARLET SPIDER #23 BLACK SCIENCE #38 BORDER TOWN #1 BREATHLESS #4  BULLY WARS #1 CAPTAIN AMERICA #3 CLANKILLERS #3 COME INTO ME #3 COSMIC GHOST RIDER #3 (OF 5) COVER #1 (OF 6)  CURSE OF BRIMSTONE #6 DARK ARK #10 DEAD HAND #6 DEADPOOL #4 DEATH OF INHUMANS #3 (OF 5) DEATHSTROKE #35 DREAMING #1  GREEN ARROW #44 GREEN LANTERNS #54 HARLEY QUINN #49 IMMORTAL HULK #5 INJUSTICE 2 #33 INVADER ZIM #34 JAMES BOND ORIGIN #1  JINXWORLD SAMPLER #1 JUSTICE LEAGUE #7 LAST SIEGE #4 (OF 8)  LEVIATHAN #2 NEW LIEUTENANTS OF METAL #3 (OF 4) NIGHTMARE BEFORE CHRISTMAS ZEROS JOURNEY #2 NIGHTWING #48 OLD MAN LOGAN ANNUAL #1 OPTIMUS PRIME #23 OUTPOST ZERO #3 PAPER GIRLS #24 PARADISO #7  PESTILENCE STORY OF SATAN #4 PREDATOR HUNTERS II #2  QUICKSILVER NO SURRENDER #5 (OF 5) RELAY #3 SHADOW ROADS #3 SILVER SURFER ANNUAL #1 SNOTGIRL #11  SPAWN #289 SPIDER-MAN DEADPOOL #38 STAR WARS #53 STAR WARS DOCTOR APHRA ANNUAL #2 STRAY BULLETS SUNSHINE & ROSES #38 THANOS LEGACY #1 TMNT URBAN LEGENDS #5  TRANSFORMERS LOST LIGHT #23 TRANSFORMERS UNICRON #4 (OF 6) UNEXPECTED #4 UNITED STATES VS MURDER INC #1 (OF 6)  UNNATURAL #3 (OF 12)  VAMPBLADE SEASON 3 #5 VAMPIRONICA #3 VENOM FIRST HOST #2 (OF 5) WALKING DEAD #183  WEAPON X #23 X-MEN GOLD #35

Trades

BATMAN CATWOMAN THE WEDDING ALBUM DELUXE ED HC BATMAN DETECTIVE COMICS TP VOL 07 BATMAN ETERNAL BATMAN PRELUDES TO THE WEDDING TP BATMAN THE COURT OF OWLS SAGA ESSENTIAL EDITION TP BERLIN HC COMPLETE EDITION BTVS SEASON 11 GILES GIRL BLUE TP VOL 01 DARK KNIGHT III THE MASTER RACE TP FIX TP VOL 03 FURTHER ADV OF NICK WILSON TP VOL 01 HELLBOY OMNIBUS TP VOL 04 HELLBOY IN HELL  INVADER ZIM TP VOL 06 MARVEL KNIGHTS BLACK PANTHER BY PRIEST & TEXEIRA TP MONSTRESS TP VOL 03 MONSTRO MECHANICA TP VOL 01 MOON KNIGHT BY JEFF LEMIRE AND GREG SMALLWOOD HC MY LITTLE PONY ART IS MAGIC TP VOL 02 PERDY HC VOL 01  PRISM STALKER TP VOL 01 RIVERDALE TP VOL 03 TMNT ONGOING TP VOL 20 KINGDOM OF RATS WALKING DEAD TP VOL 30 NEW WORLD ORDER WOLVERINE OLD MAN LOGAN TP VOL 08 TO KILL FOR X-MEN RED TP VOL 01 HATE MACHINE

Manga

ASTRA LOST IN SPACE GN VOL 04 BATTLE ANGEL ALITA MARS CHRONICLE GN VOL 04 BORUTO GN VOL 04 NARUTO NEXT GENERATIONS  CHI SWEET ADVENTURES GN VOL 02 CUTIE HONEY CLASSIC COLLECTION HC DEMON SLAYER KIMETSU NO YAIBA GN VOL 02 DR STONE GN VOL 01 OTHERWORLDLY IZAKAYA NOBU TP VOL 01

Toy

DBZ GRANDISTA RESOLUTION OF SOLDIERS SON GOKU V3 F DC ESSENTIALS AQUAMAN AF DC ESSENTIALS BLACK MANTA AF DC ESSENTIALS BRAINIAC AF DC ESSENTIALS SUPERMAN AF FINAL FANTASY BAHAMUT CREATURES BRING ARTS AF MARVEL PREMIERE VENOM STATUE MARVEL UNIVERSE VARIANT PLAY ARTS KAI CYCLOPS AF  NIGHTMARE ON ELM ST FREDDY FURNACE DIORAMA  POP ANIMATION MHA W2 SHOTA AIZAWA VINYL FIG POP ANIMATION MHA W2 TSUYU VINYL FIG POP MEGA MAN MEGA MAN JUMPING VINYL FIGURE  POP RICK & MORTY PICKLE RICK NO LIMBS PX VINYL FIG ROCK CANDY DC BOMBSHELLS HARLEY QUINN FIG 

[elivanto]

aphra honey i’m so jealous right now

wish that were me