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[haruhisuzumiya-san]

Arcane S2 spoilers below!

Okay so FOR ONE I didn't realize that this had. their faces. in it, as one reddit user pointed out and made me look haha :V But besides that, I got curious a few days ago and decided to lok up what the blue rose means, because, you know, I remembered this scene but I couldn't remember what a blue rose is and I realized it might be significant. And.

Crying, sobbing. Throwing up. Saw this on Pinterest, and this one also

But also, as I was thinking about making this post, and I looked on this reddit page (where I got that picture of the necklace above haha) https://www.reddit.com/r/arcane/comments/1h57p1q/s2_spoilers_ekko_and_powder_necklace/ I remembered there's also a white rose in the pendant. :D So, let's look at that too.

AAAAUGH

[bluerosesonata]

there’s something about listening to/reading mythology/folklore stories that were passed down as oral tradition that scratches my brain in a way that makes me sooo crazy…it makes me want to write soooo bad.

Even in translations, there is a lyrical quality to old stories. There is something so deeply resonant.

There is something so beautiful about the structure. in the way they are structured to repeat themselves, so it’s easy to retell and easy to follow along. I love folklore. I love oration.

[bloseroseone]

List of Top 10 Famous William Faulkner Books of All Time

William Faulkner is one of America’s most recognized writers, known for his sophisticated storytelling and mastery of stream-of-consciousness writing. His writings frequently address issues of history, race, and the difficulties of Southern living. If you want to delve into Faulkner’s literary world, here is a list of his top ten most famous works that demonstrate his brilliance.

1. The Sound and the Fury (1929)

William Faulkner’s The Sound and the Fury (1929) is a seminal work of modernist literature, known for its intricate narrative structure and use of stream of consciousness. The work examines the decline of the Compson family, a once-prominent Southern aristocratic bloodline, via the eyes of four distinct narrators.....Continue reading

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[bluerosesonata]

If I may, I’d like to butt in with a small addendum in regards to sentence fragments, especially re: prose style.

If you’ve made the decision to write dialogue in the vernacular, sentence fragments are extremely common in casual speech.

I would suggest keeping this in mind if you’re writing a script intended to be read out loud by other human being, because it can sound much more organic. It may not be “correct,” but as with many aspects of vernacular English, choosing to have someone speak “incorrectly” can help to capture the personality of the speaker.

On a related note, if you have a child character who speaks in run-on sentences, I’d still highly suggest using commas (or other appropriate punctuation) to help a line ‘scan’ better when written on the page.

(By the way, thank you OP, it’s always nice to be reminded of proper grammar and punctuation practices. Thanks for taking the time to act as a public resource.)

Common Punctuation Mistakes

Last time we did punctuation rules, now we’re looking at mistakes you might be making in your sentences!

Sentence Fragments

This is an incomplete sentence—it lacks a subject, a verb, or a complete thought.

Wrong: “Because it was raining.” Fixed: “Because it was raining, we got soaked yesterday.” Or “We got soaked yesterday because it was raining.”

Run-on Sentences

This is two complete sentences that are joined together where there should be a pause, or they express more than one thought.

Wrong: "I never drink Starbucks it tastes burnt." Fixed: "I never drink Starbucks. It tastes burnt." Or “I never drink Starbucks because it tastes burnt.”

Comma Splices

This is when you connect two independent clauses with a comma.

Wrong: "Anna wants to go to the beach, Linda doesn’t want to go with."

Fixed: "Anna wants to go to the beach, but Linda doesn’t want to go with." Or “…go to the beach; Linda doesn’t…” Or “go to the beach. Linda doesn’t…”

Any other common punctuation mistakes you can think of?

[goodluckclove]

Call for Beta Readers! (Migration Patterns, Songbird Elegies Book Two)

Immediately after the events of Blind Trust, Edgar Gallows leaves Louisiana for the very first time to follow Scott and Tenzin back to the Refuge Hub of Bluerose, Oregon. Loved ones old and new struggle in their own ways to make peace with their pasts and with each other. Slowing down is hard, especially after this long. But if there's any hope to actually learn the scope of what's going on, the only way to do it is through rest. Things are more complex and dangerous than anyone could've ever predicted, and the days of being able to pretend like you don't need answers are long dead and gone.

I'm set to finish Migration Patterns by next month, which means I am opening calls for Beta Readers? My hope is send out the finished manuscript to be read and commented on over the month of March, allowing me to publish by May. I'd be comfortable saying you don't need to have read Blind Trust to be able to read this and pretty much get what I need you to get. I would truly appreciate anyone and everyone willing to give me your thoughts in exchange for my eternal gratitude (And also a dedication in the released book).

Interested? Fill out the survey below! Also feel free to check out my Songbird Elegies tag to get little snippets of what I've posted on it so far. This is open to virtually anyone who thinks they might be interested by the way. No experience required. If you think you might like my writing I want to hear your word-thoughts.

[moosemonstrous]

Ghost Rider: FranticFanfic

So bluerosekatie posted about FranticFanfic on the discord...

...and Things Happened. We had 5 minutes per part. With permission from all guilty parties, results of our first two games all linked below, panic typos, unfinished sentence and all 🥰

#1.1: you're gonna go far kid

by @moosemonstrous, bluerose and @wazzappp, featuring Gabe and Tony Stark

#1.2: her pepper spray made it rather hard (To Walk HER HOmE)

by bluerose, @wazzappp and @cicada-candy, featuring Lisa and Johnny Blaze

#1.3: Eli takes a masterclass in murder from a pro haunted car

by @wazzappp, @cicada-candy and @moosemonstrous, featuring Eli and Christine (the car)

#1.4: not that kind of molding

by @cicada-candy, @moosemonstrous and bluerose, featuring Mr Canelo and Ethan Winters

Winner of the first round was @cicada-candy! 👑

#2.1: growing pains (now in pink!)

by @moosemonstrous, @wazzappp and bluerose, featuring Magical Girl Robbie and Gabe

#2.2: Danny doesent gamble but people keep betting on him

by @wazzappp, @cicada-candy and @moosemonstrous, featuring Danny Ketch and Mephisto

#2.3: dont best your demons, insult them!

by @cicada-candy, bluerose and @wazzappp featuring Danny Ketch and Mephisto

#2.4: NO NEWS IS GOOD NEWS

by bluerose, @moosemonstrous and @cicada-candy

Winner of the second round was @wazzappp! 👑

This was tons of fun yall, thanks for playing and hopefully we can do it again soon!

[atplblog]

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[bluerosesonata]

I was really excited to take all my students to the Eskew historical society for a field trip at the end of the month, but i woke up yesterday and learned it has been on fire for the last 100 years, which is obviously a big issue since we have quite a few students with asthma. I told the principal we could still go, and just have them wear respirators, but he shook his head and said that wouldn’t be fair to the less fortunate students whose families don’t have more than one respirator in the house. Besides, he said, they’ve already had slashes to the school budget twice this year, so even if we bought respirators to provide them for students, we would only have enough that they could share one for every two students. Unless, of course, I would be willing to pay out of pocket for more respirators- which I obviously cannot afford.

I think one of my students must have overheard us, though, because today when I arrived for work, I had an extremely upset crowd of parents waiting for me outside the school. One parent- a members of the parent teacher council- called out to me, and demanded to know why their child would even need a respirator to view the burning historical society. How dare I try to deprive their children of inhaling such important, historical gasses? Many of the other parents in the crowd agreed, chiming in with the memories from their own Eskovian childhoods where they all recalled going to the historical society, and how back then, no one even thought to complain about the smoke and the asbestos smell burning your nostrils. They simply went, and didn’t complain about it, because it was a rite of passage. And who was l, they demanded, to coddle their children from this? To turn them away from real history?

I tried to tell them that it wasn’t my intention to do so, but I needed to take the safety of every student into account. One father laughed incredulously, and cried out, what was this world coming to, where a teacher would assume to know better than a child’s own parents what their child could and could not handle? He came from a family of proud Eskovians with strong, hearty lungs, and HIS boy would NOT be denied the chance to breathe in the same smoke his grandfather did. To deny him that was practically censorship, for God’s sake!

At this point, the very agitated mob of parents attracted the attention of the principal, who has a terrible habit of coming in late. Amid threats to complain to the superintendent and the board of education for my conservative views, the principal reassured them all that the discussions were ongoing, and that it would be addressed at next week’s PTA meeting.

We ended up canceling the whole trip, and simply had the children draw pictures of the burning museum exhibits instead.

blog like we're all in eskew

[meteorstormxiv]

Introduction / Directory

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I don't like Zenos, Emet Selch/Hades, or Ancient lore and the idea of Azem so don't expect to see those things treated in a positive light (I don't dislike anyone who enjoys those things, however).

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I don't follow the lore/canon story 1:1 either. I like to imagine the story is a suggestion of what happened or is mostly right. If you're a stickler for the canon be aware of that.

I don't rp but I'm open to some interactions through asks.

My Characters (Main) - Directory post - Seperate profiles are WIPs

Sellenei Serrecelle | Astrid Tiriaq Bluerose | Estelle Dutaire | Fjorn Feija

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The Longest Night - Haurchefant lives but the Warrior of Light dies. He becomes a Dark Knight and takes up the mantle of Warrior of Light.

Blood & Steel - Vampire AU. Ishgardians are vampires/dhampirs. More on the +18 side considering it's about vampires and all.

Dominants & Oracles - Obviously not my original idea, everyone and their grandma has had this idea since FFXVI was announced, if not since Ysayle turned into Shiva. Basically taking the concept of dominants from FFXVI and applying it to FFXIV. But also keeping the concept of oracles from FFXIV.

Fire/Light - FFXVI Crossover - Idea is a WIP where the worlds are connected and the characters interact more. Including Ultima...

Draconic!Estinien - not a fleshed out AU just... if Estinien became more feral/draconic post possession/due to over use of the Eye. Mostly for nsfw purposes.

Draconic!Haurchefant - There is no real excuse for this one either but nsfw purposes. Haurchefant is revived/saved using the power of the Eye.

The Unending Storm - A mixture of canon, non canon, ffxvi, some ff7r (ideas), and previous AUs. This AU is not kind to the Ancients.

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Don't mind me. I'm constantly thinking of an au where Mr. Astarion "You're only the first person who I truly care for" Ancunín actually shows more emotion at durge's death than what we get in-game. I can understand why the limitations, but that doesn't mean I have to accept them at such a crucial point of durge's story. I mean, it doesn't even have to be overly sappy, but I want that Dorian Pavus "I knew you would break my heart, you bloody bastard" type of energy. I want that cold chill of realization to be felt the second Astarion hears durge's heart stop. Give me that moment where he's on his knees, shaking durge's lifeless body, cradling them against him as he rocks them back and forth, shaking his head in denial as each sob grows more intense until it's just a constant scream of "noNoNO!!!" Because the gods never dared to help him before. Of course it would be a god that robs him of his love now.

Give me that point when the Emperor tries to command Astarion to take the Netherstones and leave, only for Astarion to tell it to shut the fuck up because he's not leaving without them.

Give me that broken whisper of, "We were supposed to be free. Together." as he is faced with the fact that they're not coming back.

[publishing-pitaara]

Unveiling Success: The Rise of Amazon Bestseller Hitesh Abrol

Hitesh Abrol is a world renowned author of 3 Published books:

• Life-Planned or Unplanned

• Digital Distraction

• From Stoic to Strong: Men’s Mental health

He is known as Amazon Bestseller Author. Moreover, he bagged “Indie Author of the year-2022” from Scotland based Feedmyread community among many other Awards like Top 100 wordsmith for the year-2022, Bluersoe best Non-Fiction, Aesthetic Literary Lounge best Author, Pioneer Literary fest best Author, The Momma Clan Best Non-Fiction Author etc.

About Author Hitesh Abrol:

Hitesh Abrol hails from a small town Pathankot from Punjab. He has done his PGDBM from Symbiosys Centre of Distance Learning. He is into Pharma business. Reading and Writing are his passions. He started to write in the year 2019. With the launch of his book “Life-Planned or Unplanned”, he became the Amazon Bestseller Tag. These awards motivated him to write more and more.

The Topics like “Digital Distraction” & “From Stoic to Strong: Men’s Mental Health” make his readers hooked. All of his book received more than 4 star ratings over Amazon.

Achievements Of Hitesh Abrol:

If I talk about achievements of Hitesh Abrol Literary journey, Here are few of them:

• BEST NON-FICTION BLUEROSE BOOK AWARDS 2021

• INDIE AUTHOR OF THE YEAR-2022 FROM SCOTLAND BASED “FEEDMYREAD” COMMUNITY.

• Tagore Commemorative Honouree 2022

• Top 100 Emerging Wordsmiths in 2022

• Amazon Bestseller

• Literary Clan Awards for Best Non-Fiction • Author from The Momma Clan.

These accolades solidify his position as a highly accomplished individual in the field of literature.

About Hitesh Abrol New Journey:

Although this literary world has given so much to Hitesh Abrol but He understands the problems that the newbie’s in this noble profession have to face. So to help them in their journey, Hitesh Abrol has started a Book Coach journey, where He will help new ones and published Authors in their book writing, Publishing and marketing journey.

Anyone willing to have the one to one consultation for book writing, publishing and marketing journey, email at authorhiteshabrol@gmail.com. You can get the best from him and can learn from his journey.

[bluerosesonata]

Stop me if I’ve made this post before, I’m just feeling a little melancholy.

Science fiction has always been a reflection of the times it was written in. The stories and themes of science fiction stories, intentionally or not, will always speak to the social issues and fears of the author’s present day, and (in hard SF, at least) the ways we engage with emerging technologies.

For about a decade now, it’s been getting harder and harder for me to think about the future of tech with any feeling of awe or hope. And I know I’m not alone.

I can only speak as a USamerican, but when I read older SF, sure, you get the US paranoia of Japan as a manufacturing superpower. You get the concerns about manufacturing jobs being lost to automation and jobs moving overseas. You get the fear of government surveillance, of corporate omnipresence and consumerism.

But there was the idea of tech as an equalizer. That kids raised online, frequenting hacker forums and building their own rigs from scrap could do something.

And before that, there was the idea that global unity was possible. That it was our destiny to go to the stars, and that there would be a population of people both on earth and in space.

Yes, there would still be wars. There would still be inequality. There would still be poverty and exploitation. But we would cure disease. We would live longer. We would have lives that were improved by tech, even if it caused problems of its own. And when those problems outweighed the benefits, we could always trust in the human spirit and human kindness and determination to overcome those problems.

There was hope.

But now, I feel like it’s harder to ask a reader to suspend their disbelief and invest in the idea that the advance of technology could unilaterally make our lives better. To believe in the human spirit and misfits overcoming corrupt omnicompanies or crooked government. To believe in a future where the Earth is inhabitable.

It feels like a bridge too far to ask them to look to the future in wonder and awe. Because it’s hard enough for me to feel that way and not feel like a fraud.

It just feels like it’s easier to ask readers to imagine an alternate history or to believe in space magic, because that goes down easier than trying to address where we go from here, and to make them believe things can be Cooler and Marginally Better, instead of just getting bleaker and more hopeless.

[bloseroseone]

Top 10 Author Podcasts Every Aspiring Author Should Listen To

If you’re an aspiring writer, there’s no better way to learn than by immersing yourself in the wisdom of experienced authors, publishers, and industry experts. Podcasts have become a go-to resource for writers of all levels, providing accessible and often free advice, inspiration, and guidance. Let’s dive into the top ten podcasts that every aspiring writer should check out!

1#. The Creative Penn Podcast - Author Podcast

The Creative Penn Podcast, hosted by Joanna Penn, is an invaluable resource for anyone interested in author podcasts, especially those exploring self-publishing. Joanna provides expert guidance on all aspects of independent publishing, from effective book marketing to essential writing techniques. This author podcast caters to a broad audience, whether you’re drafting your debut novel or promoting your latest self-published book, delivering practical insights that support writers at every stage of their journey.....Continue reading

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If you are still taking prompts I'd love to see a BlueRose (BlueStar X RoseTail), they were such a good duo that no one really talks about much-

Yeah!! :] Their rlly cool n sweet,, Here’s a thing taking place like several moons before Rusty joins the clans, rosetail is an elder and bluestar is leader! I hope u enjoy <3

ThunderClan camp was positively buzzing with activity, every cat seemed busy with something. Bluestar’s old pelt ached as she sat in the entrance of her den. She had just come back from a two hours long patrol she had undertaken, making sure the territory was secure. Rumors were circulating about the new upstart leader of ShadowClan, Brokenstar, and Bluestar wanted to personally ensure nothing was amiss. 

Bluestar watched as her reliable deputy, Redtail, organized patrols, his bushy ginger tail tap-tap tapping on the floor beside him. Mousefur and Runningwind were excitedly hauling back a hawk they had snagged during a hunting patrol. The bird’s huge wings snagged on the camp entrance for a heartbeat, before they yanked it through. Bluestar felt a rush of fondness for her former apprentice, Runningwind. She was immensely proud of him. He had grown into a respectable young warrior alongside his sister. 

The pair raced to the freshkill pile, while Longpaw grumpily trailed behind them, holding a small mouse in his jaws. Darkstripe was frowning at his apprentice’s pitiful catch, his face screwed up in a embarrassed scowl. 

Poor kit, Darkstripe can be hard on him at times, Bluestar thought sympathetically. I’m sure in a moon or two he’ll be fully ready for his warrior’s assessment. 

Across the clearing, Willowpelt was play fighting with her kitten, Graykit. The little tom was pretending to be a monstrous badger, his little paws wiggling as he clung to his mother’s back. He jabbed at her pelt with tiny claws and Willowpelt flopped to the ground dramatically, pretending to be slain by the stinky badger. Graykit mewled in delight, darting around his mother in adorable glee. Bluestar felt her heart twist painfully but she pushed it away. It had been seasons since she had played with her own kits like that. She turned her head with a sigh, trying to focus on something else.

Most of the elders were curled up in a sunny spot at the center of camp, their old pelts glimmering gold as they basked in the warm light. 

All except one.

Bluestar carefully exited from her den, the tendrils clinging to the entrance shivering as she brushed through them. Redtail didn’t notice her as she stalked towards the side of the medicine den, crouching low to the ground. She didn’t want to distract him from his duties, and she didn’t want interruptions for what she wanted to do. 

The ThunderClan leader reached the fallen tree beside the medicine den, and quietly slipped under it and into the tunnel below. Her blue-gray fur was poked by twigs jutting out on the insides of the narrow passage, but she squeezed through and popped out the other side, now in the elder’s den. It was located under a branch that was part of the tree. Thick tangles of boughs and twigs made up the den walls, making Bluestar feel very secure.

A gray tabby she-cat was lying on a moss nest in the far corner of the space, her bushy pinkish-orange tail flicking restlessly. Bluestar cleared her throat and the cat’s head shot up instantaneously. Bluestar’s heart jumped as the gray tabby she had known since kithood beamed warmly, waving her pretty tail beckoningly. 

“Why hello, Bluestar! What an unexpected surprise! What brings you to the elder’s den?”  Rosetail purred, blinking innocently. Bluestar snorted, padding over to sit down next to her old ‘friend’. I come here every day! Bluestar huffed internally, though she felt her pelt begin to warm. 

“Just checking up on how our clan’s finest are holding up.” Bluestar said in a low voice, lowering her head to look at Rosetail’s face. 

Rosetail tipped her head up and grinned.

“You know I’m the only one here, right?”Rosetail said, gesturing with a paw to the empty den. 

“I know.” Bluestar replied, her voice smooth. 

Rosetail blinked, her expression changing slightly as she took in the implications. She chuckled softly, ducking her head low. Bluestar could hear her struggling to keep a flustered purr from rattling in her throat. Bluestar smiled, feeling quite chuffed. Rosetail screwed her face up before prodding Bluestar’s chest sharply with a paw. 

“All right, don’t act so tickled. You obviously got that wit by hanging out with me all the time!” Rosetail laughed, her tone teasing. Bluestar rolled her eyes, feeling her tired muscles beginning to relax. 

“Yes, yes of course. But…don’t I have my own charm, though?” Bluestar leaned forward, getting closer. Rosetail made a half-choked cry before bopping Bluestar’s muzzle with a gray paw. 

“Blueberry, where did this newfound confidence come from?” Rosetail rumbled, her eyes glinting. “Is it because my den-mates aren’t around to hear us babble about?”

“Partially I suppose,” Bluestar meowed, flicking her ears. She liked being called ‘Blueberry’, but only by Rosetail. 

“And what’s the other reason?” Rosetail asked, tilting her head playfully. 

“I’ve had a somewhat okay day today. When I went out on patrol everything was weirdly normal.” Bluestar flexed her claws before flopping hastily onto the floor, all four paws stretched out. 

“Everything has gone smoothly, no mischief of any kind, if you can believe that.”

Rosetail purred at the unusual sight and nudged her splayed out partner. 

“That’s great! See, for every rainy day, there’s two sunny ones.” 

The elder shifted so that their pelts brushed, gray on gray fur. Bluestar purred quietly, her ears burning. She sighed peacefully, closing her eyes. “I do suppose you’re right.” 

Rosetail grinned impudently. “I always am.” Bluestar chuckled heartily, a noise she knew Rosetail enjoyed. 

“I like seeing you like this.” Rosetail murmured, stroking her thick-furred tail against Bluestar’s flank.

“What? Undignified?” Bluestar opened her eyes and mrrowed teasingly. 

“No, berry-brains! Relaxed and happy. With none of the leadership stuff weighing down on you.”

Bluestar blinked. 

“Really? But it’s my duty to be strong for ThunderClan. They need me.”

Rosetail sighed, laying down her head to rest on her paws.

“I know that! But…you need to spend more time taking care of yourself. Some days, it’s okay to kick back and relax. The clan won’t combust, and it’ll do wonders for that big blue head of yours.” 

“Big blue head?” Bluestar meowed, feeling a little offended.

Rosetail wrinkled her muzzle. 

“Okay, normal sized blue head. But you get what I’m saying don’t you? Don’t think I didn’t notice your bedraggled graying face when you walked in here. You’ve been on another two hour patrol haven’t you?”

Bluestar nodded silently. 

Rosetail squinted at her disapprovingly. 

“I told you that you should take those in shifts! You can’t walk around the territory for hours straight then expect your paws not to fall off.”

Bluestar sighed, seeing the truth in Rosetail’s words. Her pads did sting immensely from treading on leaf litter and dozen of twigs all day. 

“Okay, okay I get it now.” Bluestar meowed, blinking gratefully up at her partner. “Thanks for reminding me.” 

Rosetail smiled, satisfied. 

“Just looking out for my dear mate.” She meowed in a sweetly-teasing voice. 

Bluestar purred. “Now I’m tempted to stay in here with you a little longer.”

“Good, because I’m making you stay here until you get a proper nap!” Rosetail jabbed Bluestar’s shoulder sharply before pressing her side against Bluestar again.

 “Whatever you say,” Bluestar yawned, feeling her eyes beginning to struggle to stay open. 

Rosetail purred and stroked her spine with her tail. 

“What did I tell you about me always being right,” She meowed cheekily. 

Bluestar snorted with mock contempt, but she felt herself smiling. “As if!”

Closing her eyes once more, the warm scent of Rosetail’s fur wreathed around her, soothing her drowsy mind.