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Trop chou – Rezept für Kohl
Für Grünkohl, Chinakohl, Pet-Sai-Kohl, Weißkohl, Kohl aus Pontoise, Wirsing, oder Mailänder Kohl.
Je gesünder die Zutaten sind, desto besser schmeckt das Rezept und desto gesünder ist es: saisonal, lokal, aus dem Bio-Garten, aus der Genossenschaft, aus der Bio-Permakultur, aus der regenerativen Landwirtschaft, mit dem roten Gütesiegel etc.
Schneiden Sie den Kohl sehr fein. Tauchen Sie ihn in Wasser, um ihn gründlich abzuspülen.
200 g Speck und 4 Zwiebeln in Würfel schneiden.
Den Speck in einer Pfanne anbraten, bis er schön geröstet ist.
3 EL Olivenöl und die Zwiebeln hinzufügen, bis sie glasig werden.
1/2 Glas Wasser zugeben, bis die Zwiebeln braun und weich sind.
Die Kohlköpfe in die Pfanne mit einem Glas Wasser geben.
Regelmäßig umrühren, damit der Kohl nicht am Boden anhaftet. Bei Bedarf Wasser nachgießen (wenn das Wasser verdunstet ist).
Wenn der Kohl weich ist, zwischen 10 und 15 cl Sahne hinzufügen. Mit Salz und Pfeffer abschmecken und servieren.
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Trop chou – Cabbage recipe: https://www.aurianneor.org/trop-chou-2/
Trop chou – Recette de chou: https://www.aurianneor.org/trop-chou/
Trop chou – Receta de la col: https://www.aurianneor.org/trop-chou-3/
Mes chouchous: https://www.aurianneor.org/mes-chouchous-salade-rouge-puree-violette/
Si tu ne te laves pas les oreilles, t’auras des choux qui vont pousser; à moins que… tu t’intéresses à ce que tu mets sur ta peau!: https://www.aurianneor.org/si-tu-ne-te-laves-pas-les-oreilles-tauras-des/
C’est râpé! Es ist gerieben!: https://www.aurianneor.org/es-ist-gerieben/
Vegane Rezepte: https://www.aurianneor.org/vegane-rezepte/
Geschmack und Gesundheit: https://www.aurianneor.org/geschmack-und-gesundheit/
Nano Confiance: https://www.aurianneor.org/nano-confiance-affaire-des-oeufs-contamines-les/
Chacun sa sauce et sa saucée: https://www.aurianneor.org/chacun-sa-sauce-et-sa-saucee-vous-navez-pas/
#aurianneor#Chinakohl#einfaches rezept#frische creme#gesunde küche#Grünkohl#kohl#Kohl aus Pontoise#kooperative#Küche#künste#Mailänder Kohl#Pet Sai#Pet-Sai-Kohl#pontoise-kohl#real food#Rezept#speck#Weißkohl#Wirsing#zwiebeln#rezept
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#8 Ascended Astarion x Reader 🥵🥵🥵 because I want to just keel over and die, apparently
“I’m going to ruin you”
From my smut asks | Ascended Astarion x reader
Your dress was too tight, but no matter. It’s on the floor at your feet. A pile of silken shreds.
Ruined.
Your face is warm and wet, tears running down your face. Kohl smeared down your cheeks and scarlet lipstick wiped across your chin. But it’s also no matter, the shade of paint matches the drying dribbles of blood from your lips and neck anyway. From where he’s drunk his fill from your body. A perfect match of color, meant just for him.
Or so he says.
A pretty face, now ruined, too.
As for his face… well… that’s buried in your cunt, lapping and sucking at your clit. His fingers stroke you, his nails digging just slightly, just enough into the ridges of your channel to bring you close. Your orgasm is so close you can taste it, like static on your tongue and fire in your veins. “Good pet,” he purrs, his lips lifting slightly as he speaks to catch the lips to your cunt on the tips of his fangs, “how delicious you are… blood like the finest vintage and essence like the sweetest of nectars. Such perfection.” He croons as he flashes his crimson eyes that seem to glow in the dim firelight up at you, his silver hair framed between your quivering thighs. “But such perfection is meant to be owned, to be possessed.”
He bares his fangs at you as he leans towards, eyes drinking in the way you come on his fingers as they catch that innermost secret spot in your cunt. “Perfection never lasts,” he croons as he brings his fingers to his mouth, licking them, sucking your juices with swipe after swipe of his curling tongue. “It is made to be ruined,” he chuckles, clutching your thighs to lift your ass. One thrust and he’s speared you on his cock. The pulsing, throbbing hardness rams against your cervix as you scream. The downy mattress bends under your combined weight. His skin is lustrous like pearl and rippling with corded muscle, the body of a warrior, last testament to the selfless hero of Baldur’s Gate he once was. Now, the Ascendant feasts on your blood and cunt, eyes glowing with intense satisfaction as he watches you unravel more and more with every second you spend under him.
“You are perfect,” he just purrs again and nips at your lower lip, his voice a melody over the rhythm of his snapping hips, “and I’m going to ruin you.”
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BLOOD AND TEARS
OCTOBER 31st 2002
It was a dark..almost movie like scene, little kids running in groups house to house, a blood moon shining high in the sky..everyone had followed suit, they’d put fake blood on their homes, on them, red lights lighting up the streets with hints of yellow from the old street lights, it really was beautiful,,,you sighed softly, your feet padding to the door to give kids candy rhythmically, you missed when you where their age, holding out pumpkin baskets to your neighbours and trading candies late at night, you took off your pirate hat and sighs, running a hand through your hair, looking through the beat up fridge, you didn’t have much, not at least something that interested you..it wasn’t late only 7:45 pm, you could run up to town..so, changing your shoes and grabbing your iPod and wallet you made way out of the house, making sure to lock it and leave the bowl of candy outside, as your feet hit the pavement you shivered, you didn’t thing to bring a jacket,,that didn’t seem to matter though as a men stepped beside you, sizing you up
“You okay pretty baby?” You blushed softly and looked up at him, he was a tall, definitely older man dressed as a stereotypical vampire, he had a sweet boyish smile that pulled you in..you laughed and nodded “yeah..I didn’t really think on bringing a jacket..” he laughed softly and took off his cloke, pulling it over you, he couldn’t have been wearing it long, it wasn’t warm..but it was something “oh..thank you, you didn’t need to though” you spoke softly now noting the black kohl he wore on his eyes, he waved it away and laughed “the cold doesn’t really bother me.. it’s okay I swear” you nodded at that and continued to walk talking to eachother, he was 38, you where 22, he played bass, he’s played for multiple punk and rock bands over the years. There was something about him that dragged you in, his sweet smile, the little rasp in his laugh when you said something stupid
“So..any pets?” You looked up at him
He thought for a moment and hummed
“No..I used to have a dog but I had to give him away..” you nodded “I’m sorry..” he smiled “not your fault..what about you love? Got any pets?”
“I got a little cat back at my home..he’s a sweetheart” he smiled and stepped into the store with you, following you around as you picked out some food, it was spurred things, a pomegranate..halloween themed cookies, drinks,,anything that looked good “are you gonna get anything?” You asked him, his eyes darted up to your face “..yeah hold on..” he stalked away, coming back with a bottle of wine, you walked to the front and dispite your protests he paid for everything. You looked up at him and thought for a moment “hey..not in like sexual way but do you wanna go back to my place? We can watch movies or something” you knew he wasn’t married, you had greedily been sneaking looks at his hands all day, no ring, he thought for a moment and nodded “yeah..okay” you smiled and led him to your house, leaving the empty candy basket as you unlocked the milk white door, he hummed and looked around, taking off his boots while you took off the cloke and left it on the back of the couch, he wondered into the living room and hummed “you like to read?” He mused softly, mainly to himself “yeah..don’t think I’m all smart and stuff though..I don’t only read novels” you giggled as you put down the bag, he laughed softly, god that was your favourite sound and he moved closer to you “I would say you’re pretty smart..but you brought a stranger into your house..” he grinned and pinned you in the corner making you squeak “hahah..I—“ he cut you off when he hosted you up to nip and lick at your neck, groaning loudly, you flushed and closed your eyes, he grunted and licked your juggler before biting down into you, you squealed and looked at him with wide eyes “so fuckin good..” he groaned and bit your collar, you felt the skin break. You let out a tiny cry, kicking a bit at the feeling of his cold tongue lapping up your blood
“Fuck..I-I’m gonna touch you okay? I-is that okay?” You nodded, dispit the haze in your head “use your words baby..” he sounded almost..desperate
“Y-yes..please touch me..please..” he grunted and licked the side of your face, gaining a sweet whine from you while he laid you down on the couch, not wasting a moment as he pulled at your shirt, prying it off of you. He looked down at you for a moment before diving down, lapping at your nipples through your bra while a hand snaked behind you do undo the clasps, as soon as it was off he was already working on your pants, he’s desperate, he’s never been so needy with a girl before,, his eyes darkened when he got them off, looking at you in your cotton panties, he pushed up a bit so his face was right inbetween your pretty thighs, his fangs itched against his gums, he groaned as he manhandled you, licking at you through your panties as you squealed and pulled at his hair, earning soft sighs and whimpers when you did, he licked your inner thigh and bit down, groaning as he lapped up the blood that poured out from the wound, he kept licking at you until you left out a soft cry of his name, shaking as you came, against his nose “fuck..good girl” he mumbled making you whine more “oh you like that? You like when I call you a good girl?” You nodded desperately while he sat back up before he grabbed your jaw “y-yes..like it when you call me a good girl..” he grinned and slid a finger into your mouth, before a second, pulling them in and out, he groaned softly, muffling the sound of his belt while you drooled on his salty fingers, soon enough he pulled them out, making you look at him, he was naked, this was actually happening.. he pulled off your soiled panties pushed your legs up, grunting as his cock pressed against your pretty lil pussy, he gave you a second before he slid in, you whimpered and squirmed, wrapped your legs around him “that’s it..fuck I’m almost..I’m in okay?” You nodded, unable to speak as your head spinned, he started to move, not much but you could feel him in your throat “hmn..faster please..” he sighed and started to slam into you, making you squeal and cling onto him, bouncing on the couch, you drooled and clawed at his back. He grabbed your throat and held you down making you Yelp, he squeezed a bit and it felt so fucking good, you eyes refusing to stay open as you let out tiny moans, his hips hitting against yours roughly where sure to leave bruises, his balls hitting against your ass, strings of slick clinging onto them, he groaned “fuck..I’m gonna fill you up! Gonna make you a mama..you want that baby? Wanna be all nice and round f’ me?” He was almost manic at this point, you whining uncontrollably, squirming and clinging onto him “please..yes please please please..” you babbled, his cock raking against your walls making you go mindless, he got a bit rougher and started to rub your clit “c’mon pretty girl..cum on my cock and I’ll you up..” you nodded and held onto him tighter, kissing him roughly as you came, he followed not long after, screwing his eyes shut and whimpering your name, he thrusted a bit more before collapsing beside you, gathering you into his arms and pressing kisses to your head
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State of the WIP Address
I just have to accept that I can make a plan with my head, but my heart likes chaos. So I guess I'm not working on Max at the moment.
Looks like the sex-pollen trope decided it needs out.
I'll throw a peek under the cut if you're curious.
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Doing your best to skirt the party and catch up to the Prince, you nearly manage to find his elbow but that he turns a corner and cuts you off, only to leave an opening on the other side for Lord Vaith to swoop in and steal his attention. “Pardon me, Prince Oberyn,” you both appeal at the same time, although Vaith’s is more charming while yours squeaks of a scared little mouse. It's not surprising that the prince takes more interest in what the young lord has to say and you fall back in defeat, letting them stride away down the arched balcony corridor together. “In all the hells,” you curse, your hands and jaw clenched, your desperation barely holding back a feral growl of frustration. This hadn’t been part of your strategy. The mission to come to Sunspear and compromise the fertile grounds for your family is your main priority, but it's also an opportunity for a secret quest of your own. And the Red Viper, master of poisons was just the one to help you. It is only after you curse that you feel that you are being watched and turn to notice a woman lounging in an arched alcove just off the side of the balcony. And she is breathtaking. “What do you need from our Prince, my pet?” she asks, her turmeric robes barely hiding the serpentine shape of her body from the backlight of the sun off the sea as she leans an angled shoulder against the arch of the balcony. “I can help you. I have his ear.” Eyelids heavy with kohl drop and raise to reveal a look that assesses you and finds you worthy of consideration. “Among other bits and pieces.” And that is how all the rumors of the Martells serve you...and you understand exactly just who is addressing you.
In the queue:
sex pollen trope (surprise! It's Oberyn!)
Sequel to Light Only Shows You Where The Shadows Are
Pats
Leave off Your Wandering pt 4: Winter
Alpha!Javi G
This Will Be The Day Part 2 + 3
LMR Chapter 14
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Hello I am in a horse fixation are there any unicorns? And can you show like maybe all the horses there are?? Idk why im asking when I can look this up on my own but, idk I find it fun to ask you hehe :)
i answered a similar ask here !! however there are A Lot more horses than the ones i shared in that post. so i'd be glad to share some with you !!


















#1081 - #1331 - #1605 #1616 - #770 - #1717 #1777 - #1820 - #2247 ------------------------- #1879 - #1881 - #1880 #1964 - #2431 - #2087 #2302 - #2666 - #2417 vv info about each pet below vv

#1081 is one of the generation 3 'tubes' pets, coming in a halloween themed tube alongside monkey #1080 :o)

#1331 is apart of the generation 3 'barnyard' pets 3-pack - alongside them are chick #1329 and collie #1330 :o)

#1605 is a generation 3 'pet pairs' pet - they are buddied up with rabbit #1606 :o)

#1616 is a generation 3 pet and one of the 'blythe loves littlest pet shop' pets - their playset is called 'playfully plaid' and they are paired with blythe #B4

#770 is a generation 3 'portable pet' and they are one of the fanciest pet types - this series of portables in particular is titled 'gift set'. alongside this horsie is their friend parakeet #771, wearing their fancy shades

#1717 is a generation 3 pet, they come in a carry case that was exclusively sold in kohl's stores - their buddies are rabbit #1714, butterfly #1715, cockerspaniel #1716, cat #1718, peacock #1719, and squirrel #1720 :o)

#1777 is a generation 3 pet that comes in this multi-pack of 20 pets - including shorthair cat #1764, bulldog #1765, rabbit #1766, corgi #1767, dragonfly #1768, duck #1769, rabbit #1770, persian #1771, fish #1772, guinea pig #1773, hamster #1774, hermit crab #1775, horse #1776, iguana #1778, kitten #1779, mouse #1780, pig #1781, scottie #1782, and toucan #1783

#1820 is a generation 3 pet included in the 'prized pets' line up of paired pets - alongside them is deer #1819. not technically a unicorn but they are wearing a unicorn horn headpiece .. so i guess that counts ?? sadly to my knowledge there are no unicorn lps (there really should be though,) so this is as close as we're gonna get

#2247 is a generation 3 'blythe loves littlest pet shop' pet featured in the 'fashion shoot' playset that was sold exclusively in target stores. alongside them is penguin #2244, corgi #2245, husky #2246, ladybug #2248, shorthair cat #2249, and blythe #B31

#1879, #1880, and #1881 are the generation 3 'petriplets' set of horsies. siblings, do not separate !

#1964 is one of the two special generation 3 pets that came with a copy of the 'biggest stars' nintendo ds game that was sold at toys r us. they are paired with poodle #1965

#2431 is one of the generation 3 fifth wave of blind bag pets. and is also one of the pets that has real hair :o)
tumblr will only let me post 30 images per post, so sadly i cannot show the pictures for the last 4 horsies. i hope this post was worth reading - sorry i didn't really go in depth about each pet (words are hard for some reason and i couldn't find a lot to say). there are more horses, so if you want to shoot another ask about them i'd be glad to share them all with you :o)
#WOW this is long#tumblr please don't destroy this post. i will cry/hj#it won't let me cut the post in half idk why#tumblr doesn't like me </3#[ asks ]#[ discoveries ]#[ long post ]
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I'm currently pet-sitting for my folks. They have Comcast, so I was doing some surfing recently and came across a channel called "Primo"...
Apparently it's some sort of a dumping ground for action cartoons and various live-action kids' stuff from the aughts. Plenty of CODE: LYOKO, BEYBLADE, and such. These weren't shows that I really watched back in the day (think 2005-06), but I was well aware of their existence. Some of them were on Cartoon Network's decades-old Miguzi block, which was like a weekday replacement for Toonami. But largely made up of non-Japanese action cartoons. CODE: LYOKO for example was a French production. They also aired fellow French classic TOTALLY SPIES, along with TEEN TITANS and the 2003 TMNT. I mostly watched Miguzi circa 2004 for SPIES and TITANS. I'm also queer, so, yeah "If you were AMAB and watched TOTALLY SPIES, you are- Yeah, you get the idea.
The "commercials" on Primo are largely for the channel itself, its shows, and other things like that. Like, they're very short commercial breaks. Whatever is a post-aughts show on there feels like a boys' action cartoon from the aughts. Interestingly, that PAC-MAN AND THE GHOSTLY ADVENTURES cartoon that sometimes get brought up on twitter is on there. A cartoon that looks like it could've come out in 2005 to coincide with the PAC-MAN WORLD games...
It's really like being in a weird time loop.
Then I remembered something else... Something specific...
In early 2007, I was often watching a short nightly block of Funimation dubbed anime on a DISH Network channel called CoLours TV. Stuff like DRAGON BALL Z, SLAYERS and NEGIMA were aired on there. NEGIMA was one I really got into at the time, and it was relatively new. I was 14. It was one of the few things at the time that I was enjoying while my mental state was month by month falling apart, and something about that show - among other things - kept me hooked. Might've been the mix of magical stuff and fantasy and it all being tied to a rather mundane boarding school setting. I hadn't seen an episode all the way through since 2008. A real "it got put away in the lower drawers of the file cabinet hallway" case.
And then I remembered the channel/block, for whatever reason, showing commercials for things that were new in *2005*... And it would be these same commercials over and over... A HE-MAN DVD, some PSP games, a series called MR. STAIN ON JUNK ALLEY...
And it turns out, I wasn't misremembering anything, lol. This rather recent YouTube retrospective confirmed it all for me.
youtube
Much like this Primo channel, it's like being in - to repeat myself - a weird-ass time loop. Like I briefly got stuck in a facsimile of the year 2005 or 2007 or something. A sorta GROUNDHOG DAY purgatory of specific nostalgia and overall weirdness... Like another dimension, an irreality that repeats, repeats, repeats. Almost if they ARE being broadcast and projected from another reality.
It's kinda how I feel when I walk into, say, my local Kohl's and they play this really bland and annoying pop music that absolutely does not exist anywhere else. I'm sure of it! It's like some alien's idea of what we listen to based on a random search and subsequent generalization.
(I'm sure it's Muzak-made or commissioned by the store to some publisher idk let me entertain a silly conspiracy theory that doesn't target marginalized people)
#i was a weird teen#neurodivergent#autistic#autistic things#what was this even about again?#i dunno i don't make sense sometimes lol#Youtube
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Microfic: Hermione Granger's 12 Step Guide to Getting Along With Pansy Parkinson
@sapphicmicrofics Prompt: "Don't ruin it"
Hermione/Pansy || 412 words
“Pansy!” Hermione calls, finally catching her on her way out of potions class at the end of the day. Pansy, Malfoy and Zabini are walking together, so they all pause and Hermione is greeted by blank looks denoting varying degrees of boredom.
“Can I speak to you alone?” She requests after a moment, eyes skirting over Malfoy and Zabini meaningfully.
Pansy sighs in a put-upon way and waves dismissively at the boys. “Go on then, I’ll see you at dinner.”
They step into an empty classroom and Hermione withdraws Pansy’s cloak from within her undetectably extended bag. “I just wanted to return this to you.” She explains, offering the item. Pansy surveys the cloak, kohl lined eyes roaming from the fabric in Hermione’s outstretched hands up to her face in a way that makes her breath catch.
“So this is the reason you needed me all alone?” Pansy asks, accepting her cloak, fingers brushing Hermione’s and lingering just a moment longer than strictly necessary.
“Yes, well… mostly,” Hermione admits, looking away from Pansy’s shrewd gaze in search of her gryffindor courage.
“Mostly?” Pansy repeats, stepping closer and crowding into Hermione’s space. Her eyes glint with interest and Hermione feels like a fly trapped in a spider’s web under it. Her gaze falls to Pansy’s full lips, painted rouge today and she licks her own, taking a steeling breath.
“Your lipstick…” She murmurs, entranced. “It’s always so perfect.”
Pansy’s lips twist into a sultry smirk and she leans ever closer. “Do you like it, pet?” She asks in a low voice. Hermione can only nod minutely, a shiver skittering down her spine as Pansy’s breath ghosts over her lips. “Maybe I’ll help you find your own shade someday.”
And then they are kissing. Sparks erupt behind Hermione’s eyelids as their mouths fit together and she can’t help the shivery sigh she releases into Pansy’s mouth as the slytherin’s arm circles her waist. Her lips part and their tongues touch in a soft caress that sets Hermione’s insides ablaze. She can taste the little candies that Pansy will sometimes snack on in class and her lipstick- and all of a sudden she feels as though she isn’t getting enough air.
“Wait-” She gasps against Pansy’s mouth, pulling back the slightest amount. “Is this-”
“Shh,” Pansy hushes her, peppering her lips with kisses. “Don’t ruin it, Granger.”
For once in her life, Hermione decides that what she has to say can wait until another time.
Ao3 || first <-prev next->
#hp sapphic microfic#pansmione#hermione x pansy#hermione granger#pansy parkinson#draco malfoy#blaise zabini#hp femslash#hp wlw#harry potter#hp fanfiction#my writing
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Death in Paradise S12E02 (2023)
Oh, you’ve all seen these screencaps, what can I add?
But for completion’s sake. And I’ve tried to screencap some scenes/expressions I haven’t seen in others’ posts!
Charrrrrlie Banks. Gun nut. Prepper. Vest. Shorts. Where were we?
Oh to be a recalcitrant wind turbine...
I’ll tell you what I can add to your perceptions of this episode: derpy screencaps as well as fit ones.
Anyway, Kit Martin’s body was found, poisoned by cyanide, in a bunker on the commune he lived on.
Charlie built the bunker Kit’s body was found in (locked room mystery). Nice placement of the poster behind him...
He’s in a lot of Kit’s videos. You know what else I give you the other screencappers don’t?
Subtitles.
Charlie Banks: “Ex-Army, worked across the world on humanitarian aid projects.” “He’s the only member of the commune to have hands-on experience in real-life disasters. Also - he’s in a lot of Kit’s vlogs. They seemed to be good friends. They share a real vision for the commune.”
Uh huh.
No one on the commune has a gun license, Kit and Charlie recently fell out....Charlie’s been bringing guns in. Big fuck-off assault rifles.
“Because when it’s every man for himself, I don’t intend on taking any chances.”
He. Literally did. ¯\_( •̀_•́ )_/¯
Darlene: “He’s quite an intense man, isn’t he?”
Another member of the commune is missing - grad student Luna, whose laptop was in Kit’s possession.
Apparently Luna ‘couldn’t hack it’.
*evil clown music plays*
Also, as @stripedroseandsketchpads points out, DS Thomas is probably The Most Beautiful Woman on the Planet, and she is judging you so hard, Charlie.
In the end, the suspects are narrowed down to these two:
The funny little Englishman they keep as a pet in the island police station has a theory! Gather the suspects in the bunker and...declaim!
We know it was you, Charlie...
And Charlie overheard Kit withdrawing his funding...
Sorry, it’s the hand/mouth interaction again I just kept pressing PrtSc and sobbing
Love a good flashback...
Are you wearing kohl, Charlie?! Probably if you look this good committing murder it should be allowed
He’s passing coffee to him in the bunker ok?
...the coffee himself.
Only Charlie left cyanide-y fingerprints on the doorjamb.
Busted.
And for the road, just in case you wanted to know how a Joplin fits in the back of a van:
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Rating
Dead? Nope!
Evil? fear leads to anger, anger leads to hatred, etc etc. He’s just a big scared teddy bear. With a collection of shoddy assault rifles.
Affects the plot? Yes, you might say so.
It is SUCH a look. The gun nut aspect...ehh. Speculating about what good friends he and Kit were? Hmm! 3.5/5 the look is excellent, the shifty acting is superb - especially subtle as I guess people were meant to assume Robert Webb was the culprit - but he very much Did Do It and had a worse motive than many of his other characters.
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Spirit Animals: Rise and Fall (Reread pt. 6)
DISCLAIMER: WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS FOR BOOKS ONE THROUGH SEVEN AND BOOKS ONE THROUGH THREE IN SECOND SERIES.
Masterpost
Chapter 1
“ . . . Abeke and Meilin were chained together at the ankles with heavy links of iron” (2). Didn’t Gerathon say that Meilin didn’t need shackles?
“ . . . he’d been the only one to bring them food to eat and fresh water to drink. They’d have died without him” (2). No??? They would’ve just sent someone else to bring them food and water instead. They are prisoners, right?
“‘The lord is still alive, and I’m doing my best to make sure the Niloans who live here are kept safe and have enough to eat . . . ’” (3). I mean, it could be worse? Assuming Shane isn’t lying, of course.
“Abeke glanced at Meilin, who nodded imperceptibly” (4). Good to know she’s back to her logical self.
I forgot Drina has only one personality trait: mean.
“Abeke sensed that this conversation between siblings would have gone differently if Zerif hadn't been there” (5). In what way, though?
“‘ . . . there is no need to squabble like children’” (6). Both Shane and Drina are literally children. Shane is thirteen, maximum. Drina is two years older.
“What Soama had most wanted was to feel pretty, and the easiest way to accomplish that had been to make Abeke feel ugly” (6). I- Abeke needs to get the hell away from her shitty family.
“‘Gar wants them brought ashore, but dear me if he didn’t say how . . . ’” (7). They’re still trying to keep up the lie that Gar is the Devourer, right? So Zerif could (possibly) be pretending Gar gave the order when it was really Shane. So maybe this line is Zerif trying to get back at Shane? And the next line: “Shane started to protest . . . ” (7), could be Shane trying to order Zerif into submission.
Chapter 2
Aw, Rollan refers to Conor as his “best friend”.
“‘Yeah!’ Conor joined. ‘Shh, Rollan.’ ‘Tarik clamped his other hand over Conor’s mouth” (14). Tarik is like: you get what you give.
I like how they describe Essix’s vision as being different from what Rollan is used to and how it took some getting used to.
OH, IRTIKE! I REMEMBER HER.
“‘Abeke’s father, Pojalo, became the new chieftain when our old one was killed . . . ’” (19). Wait, I thought he was already chieftain???
“Lips lined with kohl, a beaded headpiece flashing on her forehead, the girl simply looked more . . . precious than Abeke” (21). Honestly, it’s such a big oof for Soama that she puts so much effort into looking good and is still insecure enough to belittle Abeke and not even be considered more attractive by the general public.
Conor yelling at Pojalo: Yes, get him, get his abusive ass.
It’s funny that he just pauses in the middle of his outburst to say “Sir!”
Chapter 3
Conor wondering why abusive parents exist for a whole page:
“‘I’ll sleep wherever you order me to, my dear generals’” (37). Generals??? Plural??? Rollan possibly seeing Conor as a leader??? (Even if it is a joke-)
“ . . . all Conor could do was drop to his knees and cover his head as the flood crawled over him” (39). So they just . . . laid on the ground and let the monkeys essentially stampede them??? Hilarious.
“Essix soared in and plucked a baboon from Rollan . . . ” (40). Why isn’t she just taking the talisman???
Oh, okay, she got it.
“ . . . then secured the Slate Elephant in his satchel alongside the Granite Ram” (41). I still think it’s incredibly stupid to keep the talismans in their packs instead of, like, around their necks??? That way if they get into trouble they can use them immediately.
“‘What is with the people from Okaihee?’ Rollan asked, shaking his head. ‘So pushy’” (43). Abeke isn’t???
Awwwww, they’re so mean to the mole rat.
“‘People too young have been taken from us, perhaps forever . . . ’” (46). Kind of reminds me of what Barlow from the first book said.
“‘Most spirit animals like to have some say in their own naming. They are not pets. They’re partners’” (46). How can a spirit animal decide its own name??? Also, even if they are partners, I bet you’d have to go through a lot of people to find one that picked their own name. Even humans don’t pick our own names??? Our parents (usually) do???
Rollan continues to be ridiculously mean toward Irtike.
Chapter 4
Meilin once beat her own father in a sparring match???
“Bile is stronger than Nectar, because it allows one will to dominate . . . ” (51). One will? Not the human’s will? Does that mean that Gerathon can choose who she wants to control the other?
“The panda stared back at her, her jaw moving back and forth, like she was chewing bamboo” (55). Oh no. I wonder why Jhi didn’t want to go? Was it to prove a point? Or did she have a reason?
“Shane stood there, arms crossed over his powerful chest, his saber prominent at his hips” (56). This line makes Shane seem like a love interest in a young adult enemies-to-lovers fic (confirmed by my acquaintances, who thought Shane was 19-20 years old based off of that one line).
“‘The moment you refuse to do something Uncle Gar asks, I’ve been ordered to kill you’” (56). Does that mean Shane is actually the one giving the order?
Chapter 5
“ . . . they’d already passed squads of Conquerors transporting captured Niloans” (57). Didn’t Shane say they were being kept in their homes??? Did I remember that wrong?
The animals are being mind-controlled into going straight south?
Why didn’t the Conquerors just send their animals through the pass to Cabaro, like the Greencloaks are planning on doing?
Chapter 6
“‘Rollan. You haven’t mentioned Meilin since we left Oceanus’” (65). HMmmMMmmMmMMMMMMmmmmMm.
The Reima story: it kind of shows how private and cautious Tarik is, and more than that shows that he trusts Rollan.
Also, definitely some heavy foreshadowing there. The authors were definitely using this as a set up for Rollan to show how much he missed Tarik in the second series. It also sets up Rollan’s intuitive skills.
Also, this emotional moment is definitely building up to Tarik’s death. Tightening the bond before it all goes down.
Briggan slipping after doubling in size is quite funny.
“‘And Briggan none of the Great Beasts would have claimed you were the smartest among us . . . ’” (77). Did Cabaro just roast Briggan?
“‘They call you up when they want you to risk your necks in combat. They banish you when you are no longer convenient, like a parlor trick’” (77). First of all, how does Cabaro know what a parlor is? Second of all, I’ve been wondering when this was going to be addressed. He’s not wrong.
“You are my best friend” (78). Didn’t Rollan say Conor was his best friend? Does he have a human best friend and a falcon best friend?
Chapter 7
“Though Gar was an impressive man, Abeke started to realize how small he looked compared to Gerathon” (85). Symbolism.
“ . . . familiar features under brown-and-silver hair, the circlet across his forehead . . . ” (86). Is his hair brown and silver or is his hair brown with a silver circlet?
“Drina spoke, and for some reason the moment she started speaking Shane’s face went pale” (86). So did Drina know that she was going to die? Or did Shane and Gar make the plan without telling her?
Do the Conquerors know that Shane is their true leader?
“ . . . a drop of poison emerged from each, shining green-yellow in the sunlight” (89). The Bile is also green-yellow. Is Gerathon’s poison Bile? Maybe a ridiculously large amount of Bile is deadly? A cool concept . . .
“The girl shook her boot frantically, trying to get the noxious fluid off. Once she had, her lips curled back in disgust. ‘So foul,’ she muttered” (89). Symbolism for the Bile?
“But the giant arachnid was under Gerathon’s control now” (91). Okay, so Gerathon can control the animals directly.
Here’s the thing about Shane escaping with Abeke, right? He took the Bile, too? So if they left Meilin behind, shouldn’t they also have left Shane? Wait, does Abeke think that Shane bonded without Bile?
“‘You and I never drank the Bile. Our bonds came naturally’” (97). Okay, so Abeke does think that Shane’s bond is natural. Also, wow, what a liar.
Chapter 8
“When the first group crumpled and the ostriches were preparing to attack again, Zerif shouted a command” (102). Why didn’t they just shoot the ostriches first? From a distance, they could do it. Also, what were these Conquerors told was going to happen to them? “Oh, you’re the first line of defense and you’re going to be killed for sure”?
I don’t remember Irtike telling them about the horses at all. Huh.
“ . . . Rollan edged himself back up his horse, and managed to unstrap himself even while riding forward” (104). Isn’t Rollan bad with horses. Just. A thought.
“Gerathon” (105). Okay, so the Conqueror base storyline and the Cabaro storyline must be a little staggered. Gerathon couldn’t have gotten there so quickly after the show with the Conquerors, so this must be happening while Abeke and Shane are on the ship to Greenhaven??? But that also doesn’t make sense, because they arrive after Conor and Rollan?
“‘Conor, is this what I sounded like that day Olvan asked us to become Greencloaks?’” (111). Yeah, pretty much.
Conor climbing Briggan is so iconic.
“The Great Wolf was breathing but seemed stunned - he tried to get to his feet and failed” (113). Why doesn’t Conor just put him in passive?
Oh, okay, he does. Eventually.
Chapter 9
I think Abeke should’ve just taken Meilin with her and locked her in a dungeon.
“ . . . but only the speed of their ship would determine Abeke and Shane’s fate now” (116). Who exactly is manning this ship? Conquerors? That doesn’t seem right.
Again, why didn’t Jhi go into passive when Meilin asked? It makes the most sense? IS she just trying to prove a point?
Aw, she thought of Rollan.
Yeah, get him, Jhi! Also it’s really weird that Jhi was ready to fight and not Meilin.
Awww, Meilin-Jhi snuggling!
Chapter 10
Cabaro-Gerathon fight: honestly not sure who I want to win.
“‘But why trap us when he could have just aimed that boulder nearer and killed is instead?’” (132). Exactly. Even if Cabaro wanted someone else to do it for him, he could have just done it himself with the same amount of effort???
Wait, is he trying to stall the Conquerors, too?
Wait, Tarik got bitten by Gerathon? I thought Gar kills him?
The image of Gar and Rollan standing eye to eye and only separated by a boulder is so chilling.
Tarik’s death is so much quicker than I remember. Also, Gar did in fact kill Tarik.
Chapter 11
Oh, so Conor and Irtike found the slope upward because of Irtike’s earth abilities.
“Seeing the giant cat bearing down, Conor went numb’” (142). Is one of Cabaro’s powers making his enemies fear him?
Couldn’t Cabaro have bitten Conor when he tried to take the talisman?
Oh, wait. He’s at the back of his head.
“‘Rollan!’ Conor barked, surprised by the force behind his own voice. ‘Pick it up. Now!’” (146). Conor leadership arc!
Rollan is so emotionless, no-
Okay, Conor’s development seems a tad bit quick-
The Golden Lion’s power is: sound roar. Actually a really cool concept.
“Everything that had made up Cabaro’s animal kingdom - the lagoon, the trees - was buried” (152). Wow, they buried a whole-ass oasis with one collapsed cliff?
“‘I liked you better the old way,’ snapped Rollan, his eyes flashing. ‘I liked the sheep boy.’ Conor nodded. ‘I did too,’ he said softly. ‘But he’s gone’” (155). Somehow Conor got about 80% of his development for the series within a single chapter.
Why didn’t they use the Slate Elephant and fly out of Nilo? That would’ve been so much faster.
“‘I’m sorry for anything bad I ever said about him. He saved our lives’” (155). But why was Rollan so mean in the first place??? There was no reason???
Mikak! The mole rat!
Oooooooooh, Gar’s ~wolverine~ has been discovered.
Chapter 12
“He’d . . . kill and scale the fish before wriggling back into his shirt” (158). Um, wouldn’t Abeke have seen the tattoo of Grahv if he was going around shirtless? Wouldn’t she have known he was the Devourer? Maybe he was wearing an undershirt?
“They were lucky to be on Shane’s family’s ship, which he clearly knew so well; otherwise they could never have managed an oceangoing vessel with just the two of them” (158). Oh, so it is just the two of them. No crew or anything. Huh.
“‘But I didn’t know it was true until I summoned Uraza. I know now that in that moment my father should have been proud . . . ’” (160). EXACTLY.
“Evidently she wasn’t as sure [that Shane could be trusted]” (163). Trust your spirit animal! Trust your spirit animal! TRUST YOUR SPIRIT ANIMAL!
Chapter 13
“ . . . it had still been less than twenty-four hours since they dragged themselves into Greenhaven . . . ” (165). How did they get there quicker than Abeke and Shane?
“‘The Golden Lion joins the other talismans we have fought so hard to keep safe. The Slate Elephant of Dinesh. The Bronze Eagle of Halawir. The Silver Wolf of Briggan. The Amber Leopard of Uraza. The Bamboo Panda of Jhi. The Copper Falcon of Essix. The Obsidian Ape of Kovo. The Marble Swan of Ninani’” (167). Okay, didn’t Olvan say in Wild Born that the talismans of the four fallen, Kovo and Gerathon were missing? Gerathon’s is in the hands of the Conquerors, obviously, but how did they get the four fallen’s and Kovo’s??? Plot hole???
“‘I know Tarik would want us to celebrate those among us today who helped gather the talismans: Conor, Rollan, and the Keeper’” (167). The same Keeper that Drina lost to? Huh, I don’t remember this detail. Also, does that mean while the four were following the main storyline, the Keeper was hunting down the four fallen’s and Kovo’s talismans?
“‘I present the remaining two talismans. The Granite Ram of Arax and the Coral Octopus of Mulop’” (168). Wait, why didn’t Rollan have the Slate Elephant? Why is it on the dais instead of with Conor and Rollan? Didn’t they have it? That means the Slate Elephant also gets stolen . . .
“‘You’re safe!’ Conor said, pressing away. ‘Oh, let me look at you’” (169). Abeke and Conor's relationship might even be better than Meilin and Rollan’s. Might.
“‘I think there’s an easy way to resolve this. Shane, bring forth your spirit animal, and that will settle it’” (172). Conor's leadership arc is going strong. Also, he clearly wants to believe Abeke. His trust in Abeke outweighs his hatred for Shane . . . awww.
“Shane shook his head. ‘If you’re not going to trust me now, you never will. I thought Abeke was your friend. Why doesn’t her word matter to you?’” (172). Wow, Shane’s manipulation has reached a whole new level. You can actually not trust someone, then trust them? And they don’t “trust” Abeke because she wasn’t there with them?
Chapter 14
“She’d assumed it was Gar. But was that . . . Shane?” (174). I don’t think it was? It probably wasn’t . . . because Shane was also at that battle.
“‘Don’t be sorry!’ Rollan yelled. ‘Just run!’” (175). Exactly!
“But she wouldn’t let herself collapse - the best thing to do now was stop the plot she’d helped put in motion” (175). I actually hate when characters just do something mildly wrong and then let their guilt swallow them and they just wallow in self-pity forever. Then some other character has to come and coddle their ass and make them feel better, but in this case Abeke actually tries her best to stop the scheme, which I absolutely love.
“ . . . this battle would be over soon. And then the room went black” (177). Oh no. Also, I remember Shane beating them by himself, but they were actually winning until Halawir came.
The way this scene was written is just . . . so good. So good.
Also, it’s funny how you root for something to happen during a reread even when you know the exact opposite actually happens-
“Halawir was on Shane’s side” (179). Okay, but why? What’s his motive? If it’s ever explained, I don’t remember it.
“‘The Conquerors have all our talismans. Nothing can stop them now’” (181). Bleak.
Chapter 15
“She’d spent the afternoon and early evening apologizing. Clearly, she was sick of her own voice” (182). At least she’s not throwing herself a pity party.
“‘She’s my friend. I had no option but to love her, whatever she did’” (183). Awww.
“‘You’re being nice to me. I don’t deserve that’” (183). Oh no, the pity party starts. I think they should’ve gone the route of having Abeke steel herself and use that to drive her.
“‘ . . . it’s that some bonds aren’t unconditional. Sometimes the family you find can be better for you than the one you grew up with’” (184). Yeah! Abeke realizes her family is abusive!
“‘Don’t you think you have enough to feel guilty about without killing me too?’” (185). I know he was joking but that was lowkey mean?
“I didn’t want to do this in front of everyone, but I have complete faith in you two, of course’” (185). Okay . . . Rollan’s redeemed himself for being mean, in my eyes. Also, he’s going to have to tell the other Greencloaks that he has two talismans at some point anyway, right?
I still think storywise, it would’ve been better to also have the Slate Elephant. It was with Rollan and Conor, so it shouldn’t have been on the dais anyway. Then, when they realized the three that were left were the three that they acquired, it would give them a sense of hope. Also, each of the three of them could've had a talisman. In my humble opinion, this would’ve been better.
Final thoughts and rating:
I thought this book was one of the better ones. The way Rollan’s grief is written and the scene where Shane steals the talismans are both done so well. The talisman theft scene was written so well it made you feel the ambush just as the characters felt it because of the reveal happening toward the end and leaving you stunned. The scene was written incredibly. Shane’s manipulation, I feel, was also written so well. It was perfectly done. I love how Abeke realizes her family is pretty shitty and she doesn’t have to settle for that. Drina’s death was done incredibly. The way it’s described, the way the Conquerors react, the horror of being killed by your own spirit animal? Well done. Meilin was also better in this book. She apologizes, but doesn’t over-apologize, which I appreciate. The scene with her and Jhi was incredibly emotional and heart-breaking.
Conor’s leadership arc felt a tad rushed to me. Like, he sort of gets all of his major development within a single chapter, which felt a little odd. Conor yelling at Pojalo was one of my favorite moments, though. Abeke’s (small) pity party annoyed me, but I was relieved at how quickly she got over it. Rollan being mean to Mikak for no reason still makes no sense to me? He was just being mean for the sake of being mean, not because of any internal insecurities or outward defensiveness or anything.
Rating: 9/10
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☼☾ ( JESSICA PARKER KENNEDY , 34/754 , SHE/HER , CISWOMAN, LEANAN SIDHE, OUTLIER ) - have you seen ADRIANA LAVEAU? they’ve been living in afon vale for THREE HUNDRED YEARS and they really think they’re safe. people say that they’re NURTURING but i heard they’re VENGEFUL. you can usually find them working as a OWNER at EARTHA. they’ve tried hard to keep THEIR DAUGHTER’S REAL IDENTITY buried but the truth always comes out. a few things that remind me of them are … smoky kohl smudged eyes, lingering scent of cedar and cinnamon, smattering of azure flecks running down her spine.
basics
full name : flordiana deluca adriana laveau
name meaning: from hadria, valley
nickname / alias: addy
gender / pronouns: she/her
sexuality: pansexual
age, birthday + star sign: 34/754, 13th jan, capricorn
place of birth: hadria ( now adria ), italy
accent : altered depending on who she speaks to
occupation: owner of eartha
associated locations: glyndŵr cove
song:
appearance
faceclaim: jessica parker kennedy
height: 5″3
eyecolor: purple
haircolor: raven hair
build: slim/curvy
tattoos / scars / key features: purple eyes
personality
positive traits: nurturing, merciful, loyal
negative traits: vengeful, relentless, reticent
relationships
parents : maria deluca ( mother, deceased ), asmodeus ( father )
siblings : countless
children : none
pets : klok ( raven )
other
species: leanan sidhe
characters she’s inspired by:
history
born 13th Jan 1269, yeah you heard that she’s an old lady but don’t you dare say that to her. respect your elders by telling them they don’t look a day over 400 ok
her father, asmodeus is a pretty big deal in hell. he came above ground in italy, basically fathered a literal village and was p much planning on building his own leanan sidhe army ?? anyway, baby flordiana (as she was then known) was raised fully aware of her abilities bc her pops trained her and her large collective of half siblings to be ruthless, badass monsters
their ‘family’ was kept pretty under wraps, asmodeus wanted to keep his kids a secret until they were powerful enough to actually inflict serious damage on humanity
so flordiana spent the first 100 years ish of her life, in constant competition with her siblings to be the wORST leanan sidhe ever a.k.a. the best. they did a lot of brutalising. she has done some serious torturing fucked up shit ok ?? but all to win daddy’s approval am i right
like she watched her human mom die pretty quick bc it was the 1200s i mean she was old if she made it to 30 so she needed ?? her dad ?? to love her ?? even though he was a crazy powerful prince of hell ??
but then they fuCKED UP. ok so the leanan sidhe squad went big, figured they had the stones to take over a literal city in italy....but daddy was wrONG AND HIS ARMY WASN’T GOOD ENOUGh. most of her siblings straight up were killed by human hunters and other species working with them. flordiana couldnOT KEEP FIGHTING because she did not want to die. basically in being raised like this ?? she and her siblings had no sense of loyalty or family ?? so she felt zero guilt about abandoning them. just major shame abt disappointing her demon pops.
she escaped and fled italy; and landed in france. there she renamed herself adriana and lived as a human in order to lay low. but tragedy struck when she fell in love with a human ( or so she thought ). this woman was the first person she had ever cared about, first person she had ever truly loved and they were married in secret. but her wife began to get sick and it became clear that she would not survive. the wife told her that when she passed, she wanted to be buried at sea and adriana honoured that wish. however, her wife did not die - and was not mortal. her sickness was from being deprived of water, and the wife was in fact a nixie. when her wife emerged from the water, some decades later, as neither knew the other was immortal she believed adriana to be dead.
after this point, she was pretty much grief stricken and thought fuck this and bounced around the world, travelling everywhere. along the way she picked up several other people that she views as her adoptive children.
around 300 years ago, she relocated to afon vale and having just missed the war, instead became part of rebuilding the small town. she put down roots, found more people that needed her, and created a home for herself.
twenty five years ago a small human faction within afon vale tried to disband the peace treaty and ended up hunting and killing a leanan sidhe ( adriana’s sibling ) that they believed manipulated them. the regulators put these humans to trial and they were sentenced to death by the species council. one of the humans was pregnant at the time and though they carried the child to term, the infant died due to the stress of the birth. the parents were executed and the town believes that this was the end of the dispute. however, in reality, the infant was resuscitated and did not die. knowing that the child would be a point of contention for the species within town, and would not be safe, adriana initially raised the baby in secret. once the child was a few years old, they became part of the community and adriana convinced everyone that she had adopted them from outside of town. they know that they are adopted but do not know the full story of their birth. they have also only recently started experiencing visions/auditory premonitions but neither they or adriana know currently that they are bean sidhe.
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So I'm marching in a pride parade on Saturday and due to rules on the shirt I have to wear (from my group leader and I dislike the shirt) I decided since I couldn't choose my shirt I'd go all out on other clothing
It was SO FUCKING HARD to find Pride displays this year. In the past I could go to any walmart or meijer's or even kohl's and find pride displays. This year? Nope. Tons of 4th of July displays already but I couldn't find any. Nothing in the targets I've been to when normally they have had massive displays (and look online, in previous years they've had like 2k items in their pride section, I know because I've sat down and gone trhough them in previous years online, this year there's like...65 items).
Craft stores seem to still have small ones. I went to a Michael's after looking at stuff online and they had a small display and through internet searches it seemed Joann's also had pride stuff in stock.
Hell the only place I found a GOOD selection tho was fucking Spencer's in the mall. They had a TON of stuff. And it was GOOD QUALITY shit too. They had like even "obscure" pride flags in good quality, some nice jersey-esque shirts that I really liked that weren't overly tacky and were clearly good quality. Lots of pins, etc. Even Hot Topic barely had anything.
Like it's frustrating and scary to think about how if I had been marching in the parade LAST year and went on this shopping search I would have found a TON of stores with displays and shit and this year I was struggling. Frightening af
(Will say the one half price books I went to had some stuff but it wasn't relevant to my search for things to wear but I did find a book on the history of the movement. Petsmart also had a pride display of pet toys that I caved and got a cat tent lmao)


Oh, cool. Cool cool cool.
So... we're heading for an era of extreme reactionary backlash.
The question is it going to be like 1980's style or 1930's style.
We shit on rainbow capitalism (as we should), but it is a good indicator of social acceptance of LGBTQ people. When brands are loud and proud about how much the support gay people('s money), it means the social conditions have moved in our favor and the potential backlash is weak.
Right now, the power is shifting back to the fascists. That's bad.
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19. The Symposia

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XIX. THE SYMPOSIA
On their final night in Kinos, the symposia was in full swing. Admrilia’s eyes ate the room. For a philosophical gathering, there was not a lot of deep thought occurring. A dias had been constructed in the middle of the low couches where barely clad women danced on a raised platform. Admrilia watched their hips sway for a moment bristling as the room shifted its attention at her arrival. She was dressed for the evening in a rich indigo stolla. Her handmaidens had applied thick kohl around the rims of her obsidian eyes. The bronzer on her cheeks made them look rich and harsh at the same time.
Admrilia waited a breath in the hallway, as if it had been her intention all along to allow the brazers to cast vengeful shadows over her face. With militaristic steps she moved cut through the couches and to the back of the banquet hall. Three couches were rotated to face a short u-shaped table overlaid with pork, chicken, and fruit. The Conqueror lounced on the central couch, looking at ease. His eyes locked on her momentarily as she kissed his knuckles.
She settled on a couch to his right, across from the council members. A ker servant quickly poured her a glass and was quickly forgotten. Governor Mynos raised his hand in greeting. “How do you like our symposia, Princess Admrilia?”
“I heard a symposium was for men to discuss matters of philosophy and politics.” Admrilia gestured her glass over to the dias. “I see this is the philosophy in question?”
Ditas Agricola let out a hearty laugh. “The deep discussions happen after more wine.” He smiled good naturedly as he moved his hand under the table to pet the Conqueror’s ancient hunting hounds. Admrilia disliked his smile immediately. It was too cocky, like Asho’s when he was about to talk himself out of punishment. “Drink to your first symposia princess!”
“Indeed.” Admrilia’s lips narrowed. “I thank you for including me.”
“You are an heir to the empire.” Governor Mynos begrudged. The old man waved a hand towards the dancers. “You are not like, well.” He shrugged to himself.
Admrilia leaned forward. “Like what exactly, Governor?”
“A common woman.” The Governor said slowly.
Admrilia drove her dark eyes into his. “I assure you I am anything but common.” She felt a familiar flash of indignation.
Mynos nodded his head. “Very well. Now say the Conqueror chooses you as his heir and you are to become Empress—”
“When, when he chooses me as heir.”
Mynos’ slips slid. “As Empress, will you live as a vira?”
Vira. A woman who lives as a man. It was an old, archaic tradition, and Admrilia had never heard the word thrown like a slur before. Her jaw tightened. “Now what would make you ask me that?”
Mynos set down his wine glass and held up a fist. “Mother Skytops bore creation in her image. A woman’s place is to nurture. Father Wyrd—” He placed his palm over the curled fist. “Protect the mother. Thus, it is a man’s role to protect and lead the household. Or in this case, a nation.”
Admrilia opened her mouth to respond but a low, methodical voice cut her off. “Old friend, surely you do not believe this.” The Conqueror’s pitless eyes slid to the governor.
“I am just departing from the benefits of a rigid society with your heir. Your esteemed excellency has pushed such a philosophy where everybody has their place. Is that not why we have kerai servants feeding us every meal in these halls and quarrying our rock and toiling our fields? Not all Ashenians believe a woman’s place is to lead a great nation such as ours.”
“May I remind you that my own mother was a great empress who never married?” The Conqueror said.
Mynos, to Admrilia’s horror, met his dark gaze. “And your mother faced much hardship in her reign. Many doubted the legitimacy of her rule.” And you, hung in the air between them. “After all, is this not why we pushed into Ker when famine and mismanagement plagued the empire?”
“From Sugia’s greedy noblemen hoarding for themselves. Empress Ayuan took care of the matters of the empire. Make no mistake, I went to Ker for my own glory.”
“That may be so.” Governor Mynos conceded. “But you must attest that Empress Ayuan faced much opposition on account of her being a woman. And your heir?” Mynos looked Admrilia up and down. “She is only half Ashenian. Her existence was a condition to the surrender of Ker. Her loyalties will come into question and I foresee her facing such hardships in the future.”
“You diminish me.” Admrilia said cooly. “As if I were a small girl and not the future of our nation. To answer your concerns, governor, I am well aware that I have been born into a unique role with tremendous responsibility. Of course I anticipate opposition and hardship. It would be foolish not to. But my duty, above all else, is to the empire’s people. The Ashenian people”
Mynos' old lips twisted into a wide smile, and Admrilia realized that perhaps, the old man was not nearly as invested in the argument as Admrilia was. Over the next two hours, Admrilia sampled candied dates, pickled olives, and thick slices of braised pork dripping in fat. The music grew fast paced and flighty as young noblemen began dancing near the raised dias. She watched with distant amusement as a brawl was separated by legionnaires.
It did not miss her attention that Ditas Agricola was constantly looking at her. Gods below, why wouldn’t someone sink this level of attention into Asho?
He was lucky to be promised off.
She painted her face with a placid smirk as the current of emotions threatened to overtake her. Admrilia had not seen Asho’s betrothed since they were all eighteen. The thoughts of Iriku’s midnight black hair, smooth as silk beneath her hands, jasmine scent, and thoughtful brown eyes took her back to the Serpent. To what Admrilia had done.
She watched as Asho drank with a group of nobles. A bitter knife twisted into her ribs. She would swallow her shame and regret when they arrived at Pi-Yenja at the end of the year. She would stand straight backed and emotionless as the princess was married off to her ungrateful, hedonistic cousin. Her hands clamped down sharply at the thought it was her instead.
No. That was impossible, immoral, illegal. Why was she allowing herself to have these thoughts again?
Admrilia sipped her wine, letting the mulberry taste cloud the memory of Iriku’s soft skin collapsing against hers.
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Beginning of December

After I got home from California(for another work trip) I was able to spend some time with Dan and the pets. I recently got Harrison a hammock that he LOVES.

We sent out our holiday cards and a lot of my friends and family loved it. I also found a new love for stamps and signed up to go to a stamp convention this upcoming summer.


We had game night at our friend Natalie’s house. She lives in the mountains and it was snowing so we ended up spending the night there. It was fun and cozy.

We saw the shining recently so I picked up some shining themed beer for survivor night. I did not expect things to play out the way it did this episode.


Dan planned a date night and it was so so fun. He took me to see The Boy and the Heron, and I cried. We later went to a bar he found and once we entered realized it was a pop up bar and just left. Tbh, it felt like the bar Nathan fielder made for the guy to practice what he was gonna say to his friend at trivia. You know what I’m talking about. We then ate fried chicken and fries out of a Togo box together. It’s hit or miss with nice restaurants, it’s never the case with quick food like that. In all honesty, memories like that tend to be my favorite. It makes me so happy to sit next to the LOML and munch on the greasiest fried chicken in the world.


The next day we went to kohls to return some stuff. We stopped at arc to donate things we don’t use anymore. We went showboat shopping. And then got some pretty amazing tacos from a food truck. The rule is: “the dankier the food truck, the better the food.” When we got home I made butternut squash risotto and banana bread. We also played fable (which I LOVE) and watched some arrested development.

Also woke up to this in the morning, and I just love these boys so much.
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What’s your favourite type of exercise? I don’t really exercise, haven’t for years and given how weak my body’s gotten from illness for years deteriorating my muscle strength...walking for more than a very short period of time before having to sit so I don’t drop would be a godsend so walking
What type of alcohol can you not stand to drink? I’ll drink anything I can get my hands on, though I’m not a big fan of champagne
Do you play The Sims? What’s your favourite one? I used to all the time...but I haven’t since like, they came out with the vacation one and the one where you can get pets so goes to show throwback lol I loved those expansions/spin offs that came out then and had so many more options for houses, hard to choose just one and I’m so far behind I’m sure I’d love the more recent ones too
Whose wedding did you last attend? my fiance’s cousin’s in December 2021
Have you ever received a parking fine? no
What time did you wake up today? kept dozing on and off for most of the day
Do you know anyone who has a hyphenate name? I’m assuming this means last names to which yeah a few
Have you ever studied colour theory? no?
What can you hear right now? listening to music and tv in the background
Are you in any group chats? Who’s in them? none
Do you have a lisp? unfortunately because of severe underbite and jaw issues yeah...I try putting my teeth together when I talk like how most people talk but you can still see and hear the lisp since physically I can’t fix it without surgery...very very very self conscious about my jaw/teeth/talking...
What are you afraid of? darkness, spiders, silence, abandonment, losing everyone...
What are your fingernails like right now? short
How many pillows are on your bed? two
Are you more a numbers or words person? words
Do you separate your laundry? no, never have
If any food or drink could appear in front of you, what would you get? ALCOHOLLLLLLLL...and a pound of crabs with old bay seasoning!
What languages can you count to 10 in? obviously English...and Spanish, Italian, and I can “say”/read Roman numerals
Who in your family are you most similar to? as much as I hate it with every bit of my heart and soul, my mother.
Other than Christmas, do you celebrate any religious holidays? I mean, Easter is religious but I wouldn’t say I “celebrate” it, plus I’m not religious
Have you ever worked in retail? Where did you work? oh dear lord that’s half of my resume is retail...Six Flags (yes that counts), Forever 21, Kohls, Walgreens (pharm tech but counts still, plus also covered the front register sometimes)
Do you have an Instagram account? Do you use it often? yes and no
Can you parallel park? I used to be able to but not anymore lol not gonna chance it
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Death in Paradise S12E02 (2023)
Oh, you’ve all seen these screencaps, what can I add?
But for completion’s sake. And I’ve tried to screencap some scenes/expressions I haven’t seen in others’ posts!
Charrrrrlie Banks. Gun nut. Prepper. Vest. Shorts. Where were we?
Oh to be a recalcitrant wind turbine...
I’ll tell you what I can add to your perceptions of this episode: derpy screencaps as well as fit ones.
Anyway, Kit Martin’s body was found, poisoned by cyanide, in a bunker on the commune he lived on.
Charlie built the bunker Kit’s body was found in (locked room mystery). Nice placement of the poster behind him...
He’s in a lot of Kit’s videos. You know what else I give you the other screencappers don’t?
Subtitles.
Charlie Banks: “Ex-Army, worked across the world on humanitarian aid projects.” “He’s the only member of the commune to have hands-on experience in real-life disasters. Also - he’s in a lot of Kit’s vlogs. They seemed to be good friends. They share a real vision for the commune.”
Uh huh.
No one on the commune has a gun license, Kit and Charlie recently fell out....Charlie’s been bringing guns in. Big fuck-off assault rifles.
“Because when it’s every man for himself, I don’t intend on taking any chances.”
He. Literally did. ¯\_( •̀_•́ )_/¯
Darlene: “He’s quite an intense man, isn’t he?”
Another member of the commune is missing - grad student Luna, whose laptop was in Kit’s possession.
Apparently Luna ‘couldn’t hack it’.
*evil clown music plays*
Also, as @stripedroseandsketchpads points out, DS Thomas is probably The Most Beautiful Woman on the Planet, and she is judging you so hard, Charlie.
In the end, the suspects are narrowed down to these two:
The funny little Englishman they keep as a pet in the island police station has a theory! Gather the suspects in the bunker and...declaim!
We know it was you, Charlie...
And Charlie overheard Kit withdrawing his funding...
Sorry, it’s the hand/mouth interaction again I just kept pressing PrtSc and sobbing
Love a good flashback...
Are you wearing kohl, Charlie?! Probably if you look this good committing murder it should be allowed
He’s passing coffee to him in the bunker ok?
...the coffee himself.
Only Charlie left cyanide-y fingerprints on the doorjamb.
Busted.
And for the road, just in case you wanted to know how a Joplin fits in the back of a van:
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Rating
Dead? Nope!
Evil? fear leads to anger, anger leads to hatred, etc etc. He’s just a big scared teddy bear. With a collection of shoddy assault rifles.
Affects the plot? Yes, you might say so.
It is SUCH a look. The gun nut aspect...ehh. Speculating about what good friends he and Kit were? Hmm! 3.5/5 the look is excellent, the shifty acting is superb - especially subtle as I guess people were meant to assume Robert Webb was the culprit - but he very much Did Do It and had a worse motive than many of his other characters.
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